#we would be a blonde brunette duo

[arayeee]

Me when my office manager isn’t looking and then my coworkers telling me she looked after I turned away. OH OKAY.

Me when I have to ask her something that actually has to do with my job and not just mindlessly flirt with her

Oh and my favorite of all when I say something and she laughs or makes a cute little comment back

Ma’am, can you just tell me to my face that you’re in love with me too

[xetlynn]

Twilight Imagines- Jasper x Reader

Curiosity

[Masterlist]

Requested by: @futurequeen2018-blog

“Are you sure you want to come?” Bella asks me as we had just gotten into her truck. “Isn’t this against your guys' agreement or something?” Starting up the vehicle but also not glancing my way. I hum softly, not really knowing how to respond. It is against the treaty to go on one another’s land they claimed. 

Technically on the other hand if they get permission it is different. And I have permission from the one and only. Carlisle Cullen. I know my family would be angry. 

Very angry. But what they don’t know won’t hurt them. “Just go, questions will be answered in due time.” I joke with Bella, snapping my seatbelt on. Surprisingly she takes it and reverses out of my mother’s driveway. 

The only reason I got permission from the vampire was because I was with Bella when Edward came over. I pleaded with her boyfriend to let me talk with his “dad.” I needed to know their side of the story. Everyone’s history. I believe my people of course. I had to know more. I got to call the sculpture of a man. His voice was sultry, smooth and almost angelic. I felt safe instantly and I now understand why Bella trusted them so. 

I explained my curiosity, my interest in learning about them, he told me the dangers. On both sides. I knew what I was getting into. It wasn’t difficult to push though, with a sigh from him he told me I was welcome to come over with Bella, to keep it a secret. 

“We’re here.” Her voice startles me, my eyes widen but I quickly calm myself. Giving a small smile and exiting the loud red vehicle. “Oh.” I mumble, slamming the door shut behind me. Four of the Cullen’s were already outside to greet us. Edward rushed to his lover as I walked toward the other three. Carlisle reaches a hand out and I take it. Curtly shaking it, then letting it drop to my side. “An honor, [Name].” He nods his head, I do the same. “Thank you.” I say. 

“This is Esme and Emmett.” He introduces me to the pretty duo beside him. His wife and other “Son.” Esme gives me a gentle smile, not offering her hand though. “Nice to meet you again.” 

Oh, right. We’ve met before. “Yes, it is.” I attempt a smile but now I’m beginning to wonder if this was such a good idea after all. “Don’t go all wolf on us now, come inside.” Emmett’s voice booms loudly, motioning for me to follow him. I glance back to Bella’s red truck then over to Carlisle who gives me a reassuring expression. I let out a breath, letting my feet take over. 

As beautiful as their house is outside it’s even more gorgeous inside. I soak everything in, my eyes wandering everywhere. I notice the other three Cullen’s in the living room as we get to the kitchen. They were talking amongst themselves. The blonde’s beauty was almost overwhelming and then my eyes landed on the other girl. Her eyes are already piercing into mine. 

Once she sees me look at her she gives me a genuine smile which I wasn’t expecting. I smile back, shortly waving. As I went to look at the guy he was walking away. Seemingly… upset? “Hi, I’m Alice! You strangely don’t smell awful.” The girl from before is now in my face and I take a step back, alarmed. 

“...hi, and thanks?” I shyly respond. Jacob told me they despised wolves, why are they being so nice to me? “It is weird that you smell decent.” The blonde interjects the conversation that I think I was going to have with the short brunette. “Um- I don’t know how to respond to that.” I awkwardly chuckle, avoiding eye contact with them. 

“I thought it was just going to be Carlisle and I.” I rub the back of my neck, changing the subject. I didn’t expect to meet everyone. Well almost everyone since that one guy didn’t want to meet me. For some reason it kind of hurt my feelings? I don’t understand why. 

“That is what was supposed to happen but they are nosey. Felt entitled to meet you.” Carlisle steps in, placing a hand on my shoulder. “Oh, well if they want to stay for the time being I don’t mind hearing everyone’s side of things. That’s why I’m here.” I smile, folding my arms in front of my chest, mainly to comfort myself.  “If you’re alright with it.” He repeats, I glance at everyone who was kind of staring me down. I swallow thickly, looking back up to him. “It’s fine.” I almost whisper. “Let’s go to the couch, to get more comfortable.” Esme leads the way into the living room. “I’m Rosalie by the way.” The beautiful woman says, nudging my arm. “[Name].” I say back. 

We all sit down as a group, except Emmett who stays standing behind his wife. Rubbing her shoulders every now and then. 

And this is kind of how it’s been since that day. We talk in the living room of their house, telling me their stories. Carlisle always has more to say due to being the eldest out of all of them. Hearing the heartbreaking things they’ve been through to be who they are now just makes me not understand why we hate them so much. Not all of them are evil, just like not all humans are evil. It’s a 50/50 chance to meet someone bad. You never truly know who you are going to meet. It’s scary but that’s the price of living. Or not living in their cases. 

Everytime I come over, there’s that one guy who always leaves the house. I learned his name is Jasper. There’s only been two times where he has stayed, It’s not for a long time either. For thirty minutes at most and it seems like if I look at him too much he tenses up and that’s what causes him to leave. I ask Rosalie and Alice about him quite a bit. Curiosity getting the best of me. Emmett makes fun of me, telling me I have a puppy crush on him. Insulting if you ask me. 

Alice always tells me it’s nothing personal with him; he just has a hard time opening up to people. Especially when he finds them interesting himself. Or threatening and I hope it’s the first one because I only want to be his friend. Like I became with the three, more Rosalie, kind of Emmett as well. 

Alice has been leaving with Jasper more recently, I don’t know why. She didn’t explain it but I can tell something serious is going on. Something to do with Bella. No one will tell me anything though. I think it’s because of me being a wolf. 

With that being said it’s also been hectic at the Rez. Paul, my cousin keeping a closer eye on me. Making me stay with the pack to train. Again it is kept a weird secret against me. Until I found out from Jacob and Leah talking. Some vampire is making an army of newborns to kill the Cullen’s. Wanting Edward and mainly Bella dead. They’re tracking her scent and everything, someone’s been in her room. 

When I found out I ran to my car, driving to the Cullen's place, I didn’t know someone was following behind me though. Shoving my gear shift into park I run up to the front door, knocking like a mad man. The door opens and I immediately begin talking. “Why didn’t anyone tell me that’s what we’re training for? Supposedly I was training to literally do nothing too.” I glare at the person before me. It was Jasper. When my eyes landed on him something felt different. The world getting brighter. My heart rate quickened. My breathing stunted. “I- What?” I whisper, before I can say anything else though I hear a scoff behind me. 

“Are you kidding me, [Name]!?” My cousin Paul shouts behind me, Jasper and I look at him with wide eyes. “I don’t know what happened! Wait! Calm down!” I step off the porch, Jasper right next to me, trying to explain what I just did. We’ve never even talked to one another and I just imprinted on him. How stupid am I? Can a wolf even do that with a vampire? Is that natural? Is that okay? 

“You imprinted on a vampire, [Name]. What the fuck is wrong with you?” He screams in my face, Jasper places a hand on my cousin’s chest. “Hey, it’s not her fault and you know that.” He sticks up for me. I tense up as Paul glares at him. “Don’t touch me, freak.” He shoves the guy. I feel my skin get hot. 

“Don’t touch him!” I scream and push Paul back, causing him to stumble. 

All of a sudden I’m not onto the steps of the porch, hurting my back. I look back to see the Cullen’s getting in defensive stances. My eyes go back to the guys in front of me. Paul backs up and I think he’s going to walk it off but instead he runs back toward Jasper, shifting into his wolf form. Jasper braces himself for impact but I quickly get up shifting in my own form. Attacking Paul from the side. 

Both of us get up after rolling in the dirt. I shake it off, getting in front of Jasper protectively. Baring my teeth at my cousin. Snapping when he gets too close. “You’re going to fight for him over your own family!?” He questions me. “He’s my mate now, I have no choice.” I growl. He gets close to me but I snarl. Standing my ground. “It’s in our rules. You can’t harm my imprint, Paul.” I remind him. He attempts to get at me again but when I don’t move he pauses. Not responding to me. Just staring me down. I do the same, not losing my stance. Then suddenly he huffs, running off. 

I look back to the Cullen’s whimpering as an apology, bowing my head down. Closing my eyes. Not believing the mess I just made. How could I imprint on Jasper? Why did I have to do that!? He probably resents me now, I screwed up my every chance of being normal to him. 

“It’s okay, hun.” A country accent rips through the air, a hand petting under my chin and I look up to see Jasper giving me a gentle smile, his dimples forming. “You did nothing wrong, [Name].” Edward tells me, shocking me. I just wish I was in my human form but I know if I shift back I’ll be naked. 

“Go get her a blanket.” Jasper says, as if he was reading my mind. I know he can feel my emotions, but not read my thoughts like Edward. Alice comes toward me with a large blanket, wrapping it over me back giving me enough privacy to go back to my human form. 

When I do I grip the blanket, covering myself. “Thank you.” I huff, feeling sweaty and gross. “No problem, love.” Jasper helps me up, keeping an arm wrapped around me. “I understand if this is weird for you.” I automatically say to him. He breathes out a quiet laugh. 

He looks around at the others, giving a look as if to tell them to leave us for a moment. They do so, going back inside. “We never even spoke and now we’re supposed to be mates.” I drop my head, embarrassed with myself. “It’s definitely interesting.” He squeezes me closer to him. 

“Don’t you find it weird?” I ask, hiding my face in the blanket, we both sit down. “Mm, I was fond of you before you imprinted. I think this just gives me a push to get to know you.” He tells me, I gasp quietly, still hiding my face though.

“You were?”

“Yeah, nerves got to me, I couldn’t read your emotions when you looked at me. You were happy when you spoke to everyone but when you looked at me it was confusion..? I don’t know.” He explains. It grows quiet as I begin to register what he’s telling me. “Can I see your face?” He asks. I slowly do it, looking up at him. 

“You’re embarrassed.” He states. My face grows warm. “Who wouldn’t be in my position? I’m naked and I just imprinted on this handsome guy that also happens to be a vampire?” I dramatically explain, almost dropping the blanket but he lifts it back on my shoulder before that happens, leaving me with an even warmer face. “Don’t be embarrassed. I’m happy with what happened.” He stares into my eyes to prove his being genuine. “Are you sure?” I quiz. 

“Positive.” He snickers. “Can I kiss you?” I blurt out, only making him laugh more. “Yes, you can.” 

I reach out with a covered hand and touch his face, pulling him into a kiss.

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I'm super sorry this took forever to come out, I've been busy with another move, along with a bunch of other personal stuff. I have been working on writings during this time I just haven't had time to edit and post it. Expect a few things to be posted within these next few days. Hopefully at least:)

[arlana-likes-to-write]

Domestic Life

Summary: Glimpses of your relationship with your wives.

Warning: pregnancy and pregnancy symptoms, mission injuries, small amount of angst, fluff

Word count: 7.6k

Note: All italicized parts are flash backs

You were up when the door opened and the sound of little feet entered your room, but you pretended to be asleep. “Be quiet,” Evan whispered. We don’t want to wake mommy.” You wouldn’t classify it as a whisper, but it was quieter than your daughter, Olivia.

“Then help me up,” you heard them struggle to climb onto the bed and felt the blankets move as Olivia used it for leverage; you grabbed it so she wouldn’t fall. Opening your eyes slightly, you watched your daughter, who was the spitting image of your wife, crawl over to you. You moved quickly when she was close enough and trapped her underneath the blanket. Her squeals and laughter echoed in your quiet room. It made the loneliness disappear. “Livie, help me. Help!” It was easier for your son to climb onto the bed and hang off your back. You let go of Olivia, and she was able to free herself.

“Alright, uncle, uncle,” you laughed and lay down on your back, your kids on both sides.

“Are they coming home today?” Olivia asked. You nodded and ran your hand through her long brunette hair. It was rare for your wives to go on missions. They were only used to provide advice, but sometimes, they were needed. It never got easier, and it still filled you with anxiety. You knew it wasn’t easy for them to be away from you and the twins.

*

It was a slow day. Well, every day was slow, but today was unbearable. It had to be the heat. Even if people had car problems, why would you leave the air conditioner? You were surviving on lukewarm water and a hand-held fan. The guys in the back weren’t doing much better, surrounded by cars and tools.

The bell ring startled you since you weren’t expecting anyone to come through the front door. A girl around the same age as you walked over to the desk. Her dark hair was pulled into a bun, and her blue eyes were striking. You noticed a few things. Right away, you knew she was not from here. You knew everyone from your small town and the surrounding area. Second, she was wealthy; her wristwatch was more than you made in a year. “Well, hello, stranger,” you said with a smile. “I don’t think I know you.” She looked down at the outfit she was wearing.

“Do I look that out of place?” You shook your head.

“I just know everyone in this small town,” your final observation was that she was attractive. “What can I do for you?” The stranger leaned against the desk.

“I’m having some car trouble, and you guys are the only mechanic,” which was true. It was good for business.

“Pull your car up to the garage, and I’ll have the guys take a look at it,” she thanked you and ran out the front door, almost tripping on the welcome mat. You chuckled and walked to the back. To your surprise, the guys were already pulling in a black BMW, and a blonde stood beside it. She offered you a small smile and turned her attention to the brunette when she approached her. It was unfair how attractive they both were. The dark-haired stranger was wearing a white linen top with faded blue jeans. Her pair of high-top Converse shoes were well-worn. Now, the Blonde wore a yellow plaid skirt and a long-sleeved shirt tucked in. You were shocked that she was wearing a long sleeve in this heat.

While the guys were looking at the car, you offered them water and a place to sit in the area with an AC. You were practicing good customer service not because you found them attractive, not at all.

Their names were Kate and Yelena, and they were passing through on a business trip. The guys said that their transmission needed to be replaced. They blamed the heat, but fixing it would take a few days. Maybe it was a little selfish that you were happy the car would take a few days to fix. You enjoyed your time with the duo every time they came in to check on the vehicle.

You liked Yelena’s dry humor, accent, and the small smile she would give Kate. Kate was cute when she stumbled over her words and was easy to fluster and blush. You knew they would be on their way once their car was fixed. Their time here was limited.

Months passed, and you still thought about the Blonde and brunette. What were they doing? Was Kate annoying Yelena with her music choice? Did they make it safely to their destination? They consumed your thoughts even in such a short time they were in your life.

On a busy day at the shop, two familiar faces walked up to the desk with your go-to coffee order and smiles that still made your heart flutter. Five months after they left, they returned to ask you on a date. It was the fastest, yes, you said.

*

“Mommy, I’m hungry!” Olivia wined. She had Yelena’s appetite; she was always hungry.

“Well, we can’t have that,” you smiled. I’ll start breakfast if you two take the pups out,” the twins agreed and were quick to climb out of bed. You were slower getting up, stretching when your feet touched the ground, and brushing your teeth. By the time you walked into the kitchen, Fanny and Lucky were chasing the twins outside, and their dog bowls were filled with food.

Now, it was your turn to uphold your end of the bargain. You decided on scrambled eggs, bacon, and toast with jam. A simple breakfast that you’ve prepared so many times.

*

Long distance took a lot of work. It consisted of video chat dates, constant text messages, phone calls, and longing to be with your partners. It was a unique balancing act, especially since you were dating two superheroes.

It lasted two months. One day after work, you stumbled into your apartment expecting to find it empty. However, Yelena was there raiding your kitchen. “You have no food,” you jumped at the sudden voice. “Do you not eat”? You stared at the Blonde, your heart pounding so hard you could hear it in your ears. “I expected you to be happier to see me,” she smirked.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, quickly dropping your bag and closing the distance. You hugged her tight, finally feeling at peace after a long day.

“I missed you,” she said simply and kissed your forehead. “And I want to talk to you about something,” a rush of anxiety passed through you. “All good, I promise. Go clean up while I figure out what to make for dinner.” As you headed to your room, you heard her mumble, “She is as bad as Kate.” That made you smile.

Yelena was able to make a pasta dish. It was better than the TV dinner you were going to heat up in the microwave. Over dinner and a bottle of wine, Yelena asked you to move to New York City. There was nothing holding you here. Your mother passed away, and your father left you when you were five years old. So you agreed. You put your two weeks in and packed up your apartment to move to the big city.

You met their dogs, which you’ve received so many videos and pictures of, started your new job while going back to school, and fell into a routine consisting of you waking up first, making breakfast and coffee, and starting on any schoolwork that needed to be done. Yelena and Kate would do their superhero duties while you went to work. You tried to routine who cooked dinner, but Yelena was the better of you three.

It was a big adjustment for you, but you enjoyed it.

*

While you were loading the dishwasher, the doorbell rang. You racked your brain on who it could be and dried your hands to turn on the tablet connected to the security system. Your wives were a Black Widow and the former CEO of Bishop Security, your home had the best security system. Smiling, you saw who was at your front door. “Olivia, can you get the door for me?” You called and continued to load the dishwasher. Your daughter huffed but stood up from her spot on the couch. You counted down until she figured out who was at the door.

“Auntie Nat! Auntie Ria!” she yelled, and you heard the grunt of your sister-in-law as Olivia threw herself at her.

“What is your mom feeding you?” Natasha questioned. “I feel like you are getting stronger every day.” The door closed behind them.

“Mama is teaching me how to fight!” Olivia told her aunts. You dried your hands and joined the group in the entryway.

“Against my wishes,” you smiled. Evan was already dragging his cousin, Nicholas, outside, and you had enough time to ruffle his hair as he passed. “Not that I’m thrilled to see you guys. I wasn’t expecting company,” you said, giving the couple a quick hug while Olivia dragged their youngest, Lauren, outside to join the others.

“We thought we’d surprise you,” Maria said.

“Are you hungry? I just made breakfast.” Natasha shook her head.

“We ate before we came over,” the three of you walked out to the back porch to watch the kids and dogs run around. The sight made you smile. “They are coming home today, right?” You nodded.

“I’m not sure when,” you looked at the redhead. “I got a text from Kate right before you guys came over. Things are taking longer than expected,” you rested your hands on your stomach and played with the wedding ring.

“It’s going to be okay,” Maria tried to reassure you. “They will always come home to you and the kids.” You knew that. They promised before every mission that they would come home. Natasha placed her hand on your shoulder and squeezed it.

You were jealous of Natasha and Maria. They were fully retired from active missions and spent their free time training newer agents. They would be fine and come home.

*

One of the hardest things about living with Kate and Yelena was seeing the effects of their job firsthand. It was easier to hide it from you when you lived miles away. No matter how late they got home, you checked over them and helped clean every cut and bruise. In the beginning, they found you on it, but they learned it was for your benefit. You needed to make sure they were okay.

You pushed Fanny and Lucky as you walked into the apartment. The dogs could smell the treats in your bag. “Guys,” you laughed. “Back up,” you managed to set your bag on the chair. They sat without a command, their tails wagging so fast they could generate wind to power a city. You pulled the treats out and handed them to them. They took off to their beds to enjoy it. Not even your phone ringing disturbed them. It was Natasha.

You remembered how terrified you were when you were introduced to the Black Widow. She was intimating and was looking after Kate and Yelena’s heart. If she needed you, Natasha would text you. She never called. Your heart leaped into your throat. Kate and Yelena were on a mission, not Avenger duties. Kate was helping the Black Widow free Widows who were still under the Red Room’s control. “Hello,” you answered.

“Don’t panic,” it sent you deeper into a panic as you sat on the couch.

“Natasha, that did not help,” the redhead laughed. “Are they okay?” She sighed.

“Bruce is looking them over now. Kate got them to the compound before she passed out,” Natasha explained. “They both haven’t woken up yet.”

“Nat, I-”

“I know,” she cut you off. “Maria is already on her way to get you and the dogs. Pack a bag, and I’ll see you soon, okay?” She nodded.

“Okay, I’ll see you soon,” you hung up and stayed frozen on the couch. You knew you needed to get stuff together—clothes for you, your schoolwork, and food for the dogs. But you couldn’t move. You reran the last conversation you had with them in your head. It was quick, maybe five minutes, because you had to walk the dogs before going to work. You didn’t tell them you loved them, and maybe it was too late.

*

Luckily, Natasha wasn’t in the mood to converse as she led you down to Med Bay. Your mind was spiraling, and you were barely holding it together. “They look a lot worse than they are,” she warned you before opening the door. Honestly, you felt nothing. It was like a calmness washed over you. They lay motionless in the beds next to each other with wires connected to machines. You locked all your emotions into a small box and tucked it away. Because if you felt anything, you would break. Maybe Natasha was talking. Perhaps she explained the list of injuries that Bruce and Helen had to fix. It was all white noise to you. “Come find me if you need anything, okay?”

“Okay,” the door closed behind you. This world wasn’t normal to you. That the girls you loved with all your being put their lives on the line for strangers. It made no sense to you. You slumped in the chair between their beds and grabbed their hands. You hated how cold their hands felt; they usually would be so warm against yours. “Hi, my loves,” you whispered. “I’m here. I’m right here and not going anywhere.”

Natasha made sure you spent only some of your time by their side. You had to take breaks, and you were not in the position to say no to the Black Widow. So you took care of yourself because you knew Kate and Yelena would give you an earful if they found out otherwise. It was rare you were at the compound, so it was nice to get closer with the other members of the team. They helped keep your sanity as each day passed, and their condition was the same.

You were outside with Wanda, sitting on a picnic blanket and reading a book. Sometimes Lucky or Fanny would bring a ball over, and the witch would use her powers to throw it. “I’m jealous,” you told her. “My hand would be covered with drool.” Wanda laughed.

“How are you?” She asked. “Has Helen figured out why they haven’t woken up yet?” You shoved your bookmark into the spine of your book and closed it.

“I’m okay?” you questioned. There was this numbness that surrounded you. It felt unreal that they were hurt. With all the stories they told you, they seemed untouchable. “I just miss their hugs.” You missed a lot of things—their touch, the sound of their voice. Wanda smiled.

“They’ll come back to you,” she said. “It’s gross how much they talk about you.” You felt your body heat up but rolled your eyes. They always promised they would come home.

For the past few days, you slept in their bed. Now, it seemed lonely and cold. You walked down to the med bay and sat down in the chair. “I hope you know I will wait forever,” you whispered. “And I love your teammates, but it’s kind of lonely with you two. The world seems a little too quiet.” You felt a few tears finally fall down your cheeks. “Just come back to me whenever you are ready.”

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“Do you think we should wake her?” The voice was muffled.

“That can not be comfortable,” that was Kate. So, the first voice must have been Yelena’s. “We know she can be moody when she sleeps in a weird position.”

“Not moody,” you grumbled, but Kate was right. Your neck was already starting to hurt. You heard laughter.

“Are you sure about that, Princess?” Slowly, your eyes opened, and you blinked a few times to see your girlfriends awake. They were awake—alive and awake. Kate chuckled. “She has that same dazed look on her face like when we asked if she wanted to be our girlfriend,” you thought they were messing you up at first.

“You’re up,” you said. “You’re awake.”

“Yeah-” you didn’t give Yelena time to finish before flinging yourself at the Blonde. She grunted at the impact. The dam broke. The feeling of her heart beating against yours caused a sob to escape. “Sh, dorogoy, sh,” Yelena cooed and kissed your temple. “I know, I know.”

“Thought I’d lost you both,” you heard Kate climb out of bed and sit beside Yelena. Her hand rubbed circles on your back to help calm you down.

“We’ll always come back to you, sweetheart,” Kate said. “You are stuck with us. Forever.”

Forever. That sounded nice.

*

It was Maria’s and your job to make lunch while Natasha distracted the little ones outside. You decided on something simple: a ham and cheese sandwich, slices of watermelon, and chips. It was also a meal that could make you nauseous. “Yelena told Natasha you were getting another dog,” Maria said while cutting into the watermelon. You groaned and threw your head back.

“I told her she could get another dog when she fully retires. I am not taking care of three dogs and three to two kids,” you wondered if Maria caught your mistake. She laughed.

“Have they said when they’ll be done?” You shook your head. They loved the lifestyle. You wondered if they loved it more than the family they had back here. You caused a lot of fights. But you couldn’t dwell on it or answer Maria’s question; you heard the distinct sound of Olivia’s squeals and hurried footsteps.

“Mommy! Mommy!” She ran into the back of your legs. “Auntie Nat said she would eat me,” you laughed.

“Oh yeah,” you said, continuing to make sandwiches. “Why is she going to eat you?”

“Because she’s hungry!” She answered like it was the most obvious thing. “And she said you were taking too long to make lunch,” that bitch! Maria laughed at her wife’s antics.

“Go tell Auntie Nat that if she eats you, she won’t get any lunch.”

“Okay! I love you!” She cheered and ran back outside. You shook your head, smiling fondly. You loved your little family and couldn’t wait to add to it.

*

You always wanted to be a mother and experience the feeling of bringing life into the world. Maybe it was your good relationship with your mother before she passed. However, you were scared to bring it up to your girlfriends. Their relationship with their own mother was complicated; one was in jail because she was working with the tracksuit Mafia, while the other was responsible for controlling her and other Black Widows. So, it was a little complicated.

You wanted to bring it up to them, and if they hated the idea, you would make peace with that. Yelena put the finishing touches on dinner while you poured some wine and set the table. You were going to ask them tonight. Someone brought in a baby at work today, and your mind began to create fantasies of Yelena and Kate with their children. You knew they would get mothers with how they interacted with the Barton kids, and Morgan made your ovaries explode.

“Princess,” you felt Kate’s arms around your waist. “Where did you go just now? I’ve been calling your name.”

“Sorry,” you smiled. “Long day at work.” She kissed your neck.

“You know you could always quit,” you rolled your eyes and pulled away from her embrace. You grabbed two glasses. “You’d make a sexy housewife,” you chuckled.

“You’d have to make me your wife first, Bishop,” you sent a wink over your shoulder and walked over to the table. If they knew you were distracted, they didn’t bring it up. They talked about their day and filled in the empty silence. You felt Yelena’s hand on your thigh, feeling the cool metal of her rings on your skin.

“Alright,” the Blonde said. “What’s going on?” You sighed and swirled the wine around in your glass.

“Do you guys want kids?” Yelena’s hands tightened her hold on your thigh. “If you don’t, that’s fine. I will completely respect that, but I’ve been wondering and thinking and-”

“Princess,” Kate cut you off. “Breathe,” you nodded, and you felt Yelena’s thumb dig into your skin to help you calm down. “Do you want kids?” She asked when you calmed down slightly.

“I want whatever you want,” Yelena said, shaking her head.

“That’s not what she asked, detka,” you sighed and leaned back. You placed your hand on top of Yelena’s.

“I love the life we have right now,” you admitted. “But I’ve always seen myself as a mom,” you glanced at the dogs who were eating their own dinner. “To children who walk on two legs instead of four,” your joke got a laugh out of two girlfriends. The two heroes looked at each other; they could always talk to each other without using words.

“We’ve been wondering when you’d bring it up,” Kate smiled.

“You are not very subtle when you watch us with the Barton kids,” your face flushed at Yelena’s teasing tone.

“Answer mine,” you whispered. “Do you guys want kids?” Kate took your free hand and played with the ring on your finger.

“I think we are ready to expand our family,” you looked at the archer and then at the Blonde, who nodded.

“I need to hear you say it, dorogoy.” Your Russian wasn’t good, but you loved the smile on Yelena’s face when you tried to speak it.

“I would love to start a family with you two.”

You decided to carry since it was impossible for Yelena, and Kate was actively training and going on missions. For the first try, you agreed to use Kate’s eggs and a sperm donor who matched Yelena’s features. The hardest part was keeping it from your friends and family. You went to a private doctor in the city. Each day during the process, you became more and more grateful for Yelena and Kate.

In the first round, you had your hopes up, and it broke your heart when you got your period. The second round hurt, but it didn’t sting as much as the first one. Yelena and Kate were tempted to call it off by the third attempt. They sat the emotional toll it was taking on you. You blamed yourself. You were the problem on why you couldn’t get pregnant. You asked for one more try.

It was Wednesday. Yelena met with Sonya, and Kate had lunch with Fanny and Greer. You were walking home after your manager told you to take a half day. All day, you felt off, like a nagging voice was in the back of your head. It made you second-guess everything. Luckily, your boss knew what you were going and allowed you to go home. Before you entered the apartment, you stopped at the corner store and bought two pregnancy tests.

The dogs greeted you when you came home and sniffed the brown bag to see if you had anything for them. You apologized and promised to get them something next time you went out. Walking into the bathroom, your stomach twisted with anxiety and fear. Should you have waited for Yelena and Kate? What if it was positive? Or worse, negative. Your heart couldn’t take it. Still, that uneasy feeling crawled in your stomach. So you opened both boxes and read the instructions. It was easy: pee on a stick, place on a flat surface, and wait 5 minutes. Easy. When you were done, you placed them on the counter and washed your hands.

It was a mistake to take them. You were being silly and dramatic. As you were about to throw away the tests, you heard the front door open, followed by the dogs greeting your partners. “Princess?” Kate called out. “Are you home?” You thought about staying quiet, but you left your bag downstairs.

“Bathroom,” you said. “Upstairs.” You closed the door and leaned on the wooden door, keeping the results locked away. You heard the footsteps of both Yelena and Kate as they walked up the stairs and into the bedroom. “Hi,” you forced a smile, but they looked at you with concern.

“What’s wrong, data?” Yelena asked. You sighed.

“I got sent home because I wasn’t feeling right, and I stopped at the corner store to get two pregnancy tests,” their eyes widened.

“What did the test say?” Kate asked. You shrugged.

“I panicked and left them on the counter,” Yelena chuckled. “Don’t laugh at me,” you frowned. The Blonde took your hand and led you to the bed.

“I’m not laughing at you,” Yelena reassured you with a kiss. “Tell us why you panicked.” Kate knelt in front of you.

“If it’s negative, I don’t think my heart can take it,” you sighed. “I want this to work so bad, but what if it’s me? Maybe I’m the problem,” the archer shook her head.

“This is not your fault,” she said. “We knew this was going to be difficult.” Yes, you knew it would be challenging, but it felt impossible.

“I just want to give you both a family,” you felt tears form in your eyes. Yelena pushed your head down on her shoulder and kissed your head.

“We are a family, baby. You, me, and Kate.”

“And Fanny and Lucky. We can’t forget our favorite troublemakers,” Kate teased. You smiled and whipped away your tears. “Do you want me to go check the tests?” You hesitated but nodded. You were too anxious to move, but also you felt very comfortable against Yelena. Kate stood up and kissed you softly. “No matter what it says. We love you,”

“Love you too,” you whispered and watched Kate enter the bathroom. Yelena played with the hair at the base of your neck and hummed a simple tone. It was soothing, and you slumped into her. For the first time all day, you felt that nagging presence disappear. It was impossible for you to notice it with Yelena so close to you.

“Do you think she got lost?” Yelena mumbled in your ear. You giggled and slapped her softly on her leg. Finally, Kate came out with the tests in her hand.

“Positive,” she said. You stood up quickly, looking at the tests in her hand. She was right. Both read positive.

“I’m pregnant,” you said in disbelief. Suddenly, you were engulfed in the arms of your girlfriends. You felt their tears on your skin. You were going to be a mom. Finally.

*

“Thank you for stopping by,” you said and hugged Natasha. “I appreciate the distraction.” You separated from the redhead and watched Maria strap in their very sleepy kids in the car. Carefully, she closed the car door and joined you and her wife on the front steps.

“So, when are you going to tell them?” You titled your head at Maria’s question.

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” you said. Natasha rolled her eyes.

“You do realize you are trying to lie to two former Avengers,” you rolled your eyes. You managed to keep your first pregnancy a secret from them. You wondered if they were still a little bitter about that.

“When they get home,” you gave in. “I took the test two nights ago,” Maria was the first to pull you into a hug, carefully, and whispered congratulations into your ear. Once Maria was one, Natasha took her wife’s spot.

“Thank you,” she whispered. “For loving her and giving her a family.” You felt overcome with emotions, so all you could do was nod. You watched the couple get into their car and leave. Walking back into your house, Evan and Olivia were asleep on the couch. You loved it when they came over because they made nap time easier. Carefully, you picked up Olivia and Evan and carried them into their room.

What Natasha said to you wasn’t the first time she’s said it. The first time was when you told her about your pregnancy. The second was when she met her niece and nephew. Then at the wedding and now again. Still, it made you emotional.

You felt honored to love Yelena and be loved by her. It was your greatest accomplishment.

*

Yelena and Kate were more nervous than you as you lay on the medical bed waiting for the doctor. “I love you both,” you started. But you need to calm down, or you will go wait in the waiting room.”

“Sorry, Princess,” Kate kissed your forehead. Yelena’s leg was still shaking as the doctor came in to perform the ultrasound. It was a big day, so you understood where the anxiety was coming from. It would be your first time seeing your son and/or daughter.

“Alright, are you ready?” The doctor asked. With your consent, she lifted your shirt and put the cold gel on your skin. You shivered, which caused Kate to laugh at you. You glared at the archer. “Looks like we have a healthy baby,” she showed you and your girlfriends that was developing.

“It looks like a little alien,” Kate commented. Yelena scuffed, hitting the archer on the arm.

“Do not call your son or daughter an alien,” you smiled at the Black Widow.

“That leads me to the next question: do you want to know the genders, or will it be a surprise?” You planned on having a gender reveal party planned by Laura once you told her. Wait. Pause. Genders?

“Genders?” You questioned. The doctor smiled.

“Congratulations,” she smiled. “You are pregnant with twins.” Twins. Twins?! You weren’t having one baby but two. The doctor explained that twins were common throughout the IVF process and that you looked at your partners to see their reactions. The news shocked them, but you could see the excitement and relief on their faces. You were healthy. The babies were healthy. That was what mattered to them.

*

Keeping a secret was hard, especially one as big as this. Since Clint was fully retired, you saw the man less than Natasha and Maria. However, the Bartons liked to take trips to the city, which resulted in big family dinners. This time, Natasha and Maria were hosting. You walked up the front steps with a salad in your arms. “Are you excited?” Kate asked.

“Nervous,” you said. You were going to tell all of them today. It wasn’t going to be a big deal. Yelena was going to tell her sister and Maria, Kate had Clint, and you would tell Laura.

“We have to do it as soon as possible,” Yelena rang the doorbell. “Natasha already suspects something.” She was a Black Widow; that was not surprising. Nathaniel opened the door and hugged Kate and Yelena tight. You were in charge of the salad, which was tactical. The youngest Barton liked to show his affection with tight hugs, and your girlfriends were highly protective of you. You ruffled the boy’s hair and walked into the house.

Laura was in the kitchen while Clint, Natasha, and Maria prepared drinks at the bar. “Good luck,” Kate mumbled and kissed your temple. Your girlfriends said hello to Laura before joining the others. You placed the salad in the fridge.

“How can I help?” You asked.

“Can you measure out some flour and grab the baking soda?” Laura smiled. You nodded and got the ingredients she requested. You worked in silence, but your eyes kept glancing at your girlfriends. Kate gave you a thumbs-up.

“So, I was wondering if you have any leftover baby stuff?” You asked as you mixed up the dry ingredients. Laura thought for a moment, held tilted to the side.

“I’m not sure,” she said. “We may have donated a bunch. Is your job doing a donation?” You smiled and shook your head.

“No, I was asking for us,” you shrugged. Laura froze while mixing the wet ingredients with the dry as if her brain was trying to piece together what you said. Before she could say anything, you heard footsteps rushing over to you.

“You’re pregnant?” Natasha questioned. You nodded. It surprised you when the redhead pulled you into her arms and hugged you. “I can’t believe you kept it from me, you bitch.” You laughed at her comment.

“Careful, sestra,” Yelena warned. You rolled your eyes at her protective nature. “She’s got two in there.”

“Twins?!” Laura exclaimed.

“Twins,” you repeated. The day was filled with congratulations, celebrations, and so much love.

*

Sighing, you stood in the kitchen with the refrigerator door open. You were hungry, but you had no idea what you wanted. The twins wanted the strangest combination of foods. Kate and Yelena were saints through it all - the morning sickness, the odd late-night cravings that required them to leave bed and go to the store. “Oh,” you touched your stomach as you felt a kick. “Well, hello there,” you smiled. “I was wondering when I would start feeling you.” It was the part you were the most excited about feeling your little ones. It made it feel so real. However, seeing some of the videos of hand prints on people’s stomachs did scare you.

“Princess, who are you talking to?” Kate asked, walking downstairs.

“Come here,” you held your hand and closed the fridge. You took Kate’s hand and placed it on your stomach. “Just wait,” you smiled. It took a second, but soon, you felt a kick. Kate’s face lit up in surprise.

“Is that-” You nodded. “That is so weird,” you chuckled, and another kick. “I think they like the sound of your voice.”

“Maybe they like yours,” her eyes went to yours, then to your stomach.

“Hi, little ones,” Kate whispered. I’m your mum.” You smiled and blamed the pregnancy hormones when tears ran down your cheeks. I’m so excited to meet you and teach you how to hold a bow and arrow. Don’t cause your mom too much pain, okay?” You put your arms around her neck and pulled her into a hug.

“You are going to be a great mom,” you said. She hugged you back.

“So are you.”

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“Lena,” you called for the Blonde. You wanted to go for a walk, but you needed help putting on your shoes. “Yelena,” you said again. Kate was meeting with America at the Sanctum with Stephen. So it was you, Yelena, and the pups. The Blonde was upstairs preparing the room for the twins. The plan was to stay in the apartment until the twined turned one. Looking for a new home while pregnant and preparing for newborns was tiring. Sighing, you stood up and walked up the stairs—one hand on your belly and the other on the railing. You found Yelena on the floor of the twin’s room. She was midway through building a rocking chair. However, she was flipping through one of the parenting books she bought when the doctor confirmed you were pregnant.

She was lost in her own world, unaware that you were standing in the doorway. You let her sit there, but she stared at the same page for a few minutes. You made your presence known. “Baby,” she finally looked up.

“Dorogoy,” Yelena stood up and rushed over to you, her hands resting on your stomach. “Are you okay? Is it the babies?” You shook your head. You looked at your girlfriend, taking her face gently in your hands. There were dark bags underneath her eyes. How long has she been struggling, and you missed it?

“I’m fine,” you said. “What’s wrong, baby?” Yelena hesitated.

“Nothing,” she lied. You frowned and brought her into your arms for a hug. Her body was tense against yours, but soon she slumped into you.

“Tell me what’s going through that pretty head of yours,” you softly spoke. Yelena stayed quiet but it was okay. You would hold her as long as she needed, even if your back started to hurt. Finally, she mumbled something you missed. “What?” You questioned. She repeated herself, but still, it was hard for you to hear. “Baby, I can’t help if I can’t hear you,” you pulled away from you.

“What if I’m not good enough to be a mom?” She asked. Your heart broke. “I have done many bad things,” you knew some of those ‘bad’ things. You never saw them as bad. She was forced to be a pawn, and she was trying so hard to remove all the red. “What if I hurt them? I can not -” she shook her head. You felt the twin’s kick. They could sense Yelena’s emotions. You took her hand and placed it on your stomach.

“They are causing quite a commotion in there,” you smiled. “I think they can sense their mama is upset.” Yelena laughed, tears freely running down her cheeks. She kept her hands on your stomach.

“I love them so much already,” she admitted.

“I know you do,” Almost every night, Yelena would rest her head on your stomach and speak Russian to them. It was your favorite part of each day. She made sure to make meals that were safe for you. Whenever you needed a message, Yelena was the first to volunteer. “You take such great care of me and the babies, Lena. You are going to be a great mom,” she opened her mouth to argue, but you shook her head. “You deserve this life. You deserve to have a family and to be happy,” you wiped away her tears. “I know you will protect and love these troublemakers with your entire heart.”

“What if I mess up?”

“Then you mess up, but we will mess up together,” you kissed her softly. “Now, my back hurts. Do you think I can get a message?” Yelena chuckled, a smile finally on her face.

“Your wish is my command, my love.”

*

Delays were par for the course. At the beginning of the relationship, dates were missed or had to be rescheduled. You spent nights worrying sick because the mission took longer. When you received a text from Yelena that they were going to be home late, you understood, but it broke Olivia and Evan’s hearts. It was why you caved when they asked to stay up late after dinner to watch a movie. They lasted halfway through Frozen 2, and you were quick to follow them to sleep.

You woke up to your kids being moved, and you immediately grabbed them. “Easy, Princess,” it took a moment for your sleep-induced brain to see Yelena holding Olivia. “It’s just us.”

“You’re home,” you mumbled, rubbing your eyes. Kate smiled, and you couldn’t help but fall more in love with her.

“Go to bed, baby,” Yelena said. “We’ll put the little ones to bed.” You nodded and kissed your kids before heading to your room. You sat at the foot of your bed and waited for them, stretching your neck. Sleeping on the couch always put a strain on your neck. Yelena was the first in the bedroom. Her hair was wet, and she wore one of Kate’s tracksuits. They must have stopped at the compound before heading over here. “I missed you,” she admitted and kissed you softly. Kissing Yelena was your favorite. It was hard for the Black Widow to vocalize her feelings, but the way she kissed you said enough.

“I missed you too,” you smiled. “Are there any injuries?” She shook her head. “Promise?” she twirled around in a circle. You saw nothing, but she looked tired. “Do you want me to braid your hair, or do you want to go to bed?”

“Can you braid it? Kate is not good at it,” you smiled and nodded. She went into the bathroom to grab the supplies you needed. Kate came in while she was there. Before you could ask if she was okay, she kissed you. Kate was always an aggressive kisser when she came home. It took your breath away.

“Hi, baby girl,” she said. You smiled.

“Hi, Katie,” the archer rolled her eyes. The Black Widow came out of the bathroom with a hair brush and a ponytail. You moved to the center of the bed so she could sit before you. Kate kissed Yelena before going into the bathroom herself. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” You asked, sitting up on your knees and beginning to brush her hair. She hummed.

“Tired,” she whispered. “And I missed you and the twins,.” You wanted to say you missed her too ,and the twins were heartbroken when they were delayed. But that wasn’t going to help.

“Your sister and Maria came over,” you told her. “Someone told them we are getting another dog,” you chuckled as Yelena tensed up.

“I do not know who told them that,” she said. “Maybe it was Livie,” but it probably was Olivia. You knew she would join your wife’s agenda no matter what it was. You kissed her cheek and finished the braid.

“Princess,” you looked at Kate, and your eyes looked at the pregnancy test in her hands. “Is this real?” You wanted to say you would never joke about a positive pregnancy test after the hell you went through the first time, but you nodded.

“I took the test two days ago,” you said. Kate’s blue eyes filled with tears. Yelena stood up and took the test from Kate’s hand.

“It worked?” Yelena’s voice cracked. You nodded.

“Much easier than the first time,” your vision began to blur with your own tears. The Blonde moved to hug you, and you felt her tears against your skin.

“We are getting a new four-leg child and one with two,” she said. You pulled away from her.

“Yelena Belova,” you sternly said. “I told you we are not getting a third dog until you fully retire. I am not taking care of three dogs and three kids by myself.”

“Could be twins,” Kate said, laying behind you in bed. She placed her on your stomach underneath your shirt. Goosebumps form on your skin. You loved the feeling of Kate’s hands, warm and calloused.

“If you knocked me up with twins again, I might divorce both of you,” you teased and rested your body on Kate, melting against hers. Yelena crossed her legs and took your hand. She looked lost in thought. You squeezed her hand, and she looked at you.

“This was our last mission,” she told you. “We are missing too much here, and I do not want to fight anymore.” You were proud of how well you kept your excitement masked. Part of you believed that the only thing that was going to stop Yelena and Kate from going on mission was an injury or maybe even their death. But she was right. She deserved it. They both did.

“I guess I can make room for both of you,” your body shook from Kate’s laughter. The Blonde rolled her eyes and laid her head on your stomach. She kissed it and mumbled something in Russian. You glanced at Kate over your shoulder, and she smiled fondly at the Blonde.

“I love you both,” she said.

“Love you too,” you weren’t expecting a response from Yelena as she was fast asleep, a protective hold on your stomach.

Sometime in the future

Soft kisses on your shoulder drew you out of sleep. You tried to ignore it, but your lips traveled up your neck. “I know you are up, Princess,” you felt Kate’s breath against your neck. “We have a busy Saturday morning. Lena is starting breakfast.” You groaned and burrowed your face deeper into the pillow.

“I wouldn’t be so tired if someone wasn’t so needy last night.”

“If I remember correctly, you weren’t complaining,” you heard the smirk in her voice. You rolled your eyes and climbed out of bed, stretching your hands above your head. You felt her eyes gaze over your naked body.

“Can you keep your hands to yourself if we shower together?” It was the fastest you’ve seen her get out of bed.

*

“I thought I was going to have to call the Coast Guard,” Yelena teased as you entered the kitchen. You kissed her cheek.

“Don’t be jealous,” you pinched her back, and she yelped. “So,” you poured yourself a cup of coffee. “What’s the plan of attack?” You asked. Saturdays were always busy in your house. With five kids, four dogs, and a cat, it seemed everyone needed to be somewhere. Soccer bags needed to be packed, paint brushes to be washed, and pointe shoes needed new ribbons.

It was hectic, and sometimes you felt like you were pulled in a hundred and one directions, but you had your wives by your side to help. “Are you listening?” Yelena smiled.

“Yes,” you lied. She gave you a pointed look, which you ignored, and wrapped your arms around her waist.

“Incoming!” You heard Kate yell, followed by your three oldest running down the stairs. This was normal. Your home was loud, crazy, and chaotic but full of love. You burrowed your face in the crook of Yelena’s neck and kissed the skin you could reach.

“Thank you,” you whispered against her. “Thank you for loving me and giving me a family.”

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what about a cute leah fic where r (her gf) gets her hair done.. like dyed or something and leah is OBSESSED like shows her off to everyone, in looooove with her, extra kisses and even an insta story to show her girl off too

Back to your roots

Leah Williamson x reader

Leah

Im right where i dropped you x

You smiled at her message as you still sat in your chair at the salon, your girlfriend 20 minutes early.

“Reckon she’ll like?” Your well known hairdresser asked you

“Without a doubt”

Once you left, your rounded the corner of the building to find your girlfriend leaning against the side of the car, phone in her hand “you could have come in you know?” Her head shot up at your voice, catching her attention as you made your way towards her

Her mouth was just left open, stunned

You naturally had dark brown hair. Ever since you’ve known Leah and basically all of your teammates, you’ve dyed it blonde or a super light brown, very few times, which was still basically blonde. Your friends and Leah had always mentioned when they saw old photos of you that you should dye it back, so without telling your girlfriend, you had done it.

“Your old colour?” Leah asked excitedly as she pulled you close to her. Your hair length now matching Leah’s shorter hair

“Yeah do you like it” you spun around so she could see the full thing. Her face beaming brighter

“I love it you look so beautiful, stunning, natural and just ah-“ Leah said before cutting her own words off by kissing you

“I’m glad you do” you said against her lips

“Why didn’t you tell me?” She smiled

“I don’t know I didn’t want to tell anyone. Felt right” you shrugged

“You look beautiful” she said, running her hands through your hair again. You both got into the car before Leah drove you both back to your shared flat. “All styled beautifully for tonight as well” she said looking at you now that you reached a red light

“Won’t make us late by spending an hour in the bathroom” you laughed

“If our house burns down one night and it’s because of that damn hair iron, I’ll be sure happy because it’ll be dead” Leah said making you laugh “hey now we are officially a blonde and brunette duo”

“Yeah you’re right” you said before pulling out your phone camera out to play with your hair and get another look for yourself “brunette me may be staying for a while actually, I love it”

“That makes me happy” Your girlfriend said before kissing the knuckles of the hand she held from her seat.

Only a few hours later you were out for dinner with some of your Arsenal teammates to celebrate Steph’s birthday, all eyes on you and jaws dropped when you and Leah walked in late

“Holy shit y/n!” They all said at the same time. Making you throw your head back with laughter, Leah’s hand on your lower back guiding you to the table

“Back to your roots!”

“Your look beautiful”

“It’s even more beautiful than I could have imagined!”

“Wow”

“You suit it so well!”

Were just some of the comments you received from the girls. As someone who was blonde for your whole friendship with these people, it was a totally different look for you.

When you handed Steph her present and gave her a massive hug she went to do the same with Leah, “why didn’t you give brunette a go?” Steph asked your girlfriend

“Never thought it would suit me. Having second thoughts now though after seeing how beautiful this one is” Leah said to the group, eyes stuck on your’s though

“Aww” Beth yelled from her end of the table, being stuck as the chatterbox at the very far end.

“Come sit down!” Steph exclaimed before you and Leah sat down at the last two vacant seats.

Later, when you were mid conversation about Taylor Swift concerts you had been to with Viv who was across from you, Leah’s hands threaded through your shirt brown locks as she watched you talk about something with your hands still so passionately.

When your conversation had died down you turned to your girlfriend, her hands still in your hair, “you like huh?” You smiled, taking a sip of your Prosecco.

“Oh I loooove” Leah dragged out, throwing her head back with admiration.

“And I loooove you” you said pecking her cheek, Leah deciding that wasn’t enough as she set her glass down a pulled your chin so your lips met hers for a quick moment.

“I’m a big fan, can I get a photo?” Leah asked, pretending to be a fan, pulling her phone out of her hand bag

“Of course you can!” You laughed

“Okay big smiles” she said before you rested your chin on your fist and shot her smile while she took the photo, scrunching your nose up in laughter in the last few as Leah squeezed your thigh a few times, knowing you how ticklish you were.

“Cute” Leah mumbled whilst you both looked at the photos “and pretty” she kissed your cheek once more,

“Very hot I would actually say!” Katie yelled from across the table, the Irish girl way too loud for the small Italian restaurant

You had a joke that you and Katie were in a relationship sometimes, just to piss off Leah and Caitlin

“Thanks baby” you said back, reaching for her hand across the table

Leah and Caitlin just rolling their eyes at both of your antics.

“Can I put that on my close friends?” Leah asked you, motioning to the picture

“Yeah of course” you smiled at her warmly.

Two days later and the public hadn’t really seen your new hair, besides some people on twitter claiming they saw you and Leah out on a walk together. All Before Arsenal posted their most recent training photos

(You’re Lia)

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arsenal wfc

back to work in order for the weekend❤️

@leahwilliamson 🤌🏼

@bethmead 🤎💇🏽‍♀️ @y/n

@y/n hair hard launch

@arsenalfam Y/N IS BRUNETTE WHAT DID I MISS

@leahupdatesx SHE LOOKS SO GOOD

@arsen_lfan JUST WHEN WE THOUGHT DHE COULDNT GET PRETTIER

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Wrote this in under an hour so don’t expect much. I hope to get my other fics out soon. But I’m still in London so it’s hard to find time. Ly x PS KEEP UP REQUESTS

[totaly-obsessed]

Opposites Attract

Kyra Cooney-Cross x reader

-> Kyra joins Arsenal and is intrigued by their young, quiet midfielder

➳ Masterlist

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The transfer window of the WSL was coming to a close, but that didn’t necessarily mean that everything was set in stone. It was Ian Wright who set the project “KCC to Arsenal” in motion – the people who had to do most of the work however were Steph Catley and Caitlin Foord.

It was their job to convince their fellow Aussie to join them in London. The youngster didn’t need much to be convinced, she was however interested in her new teammates, begging Steph and Cait for introductions.

She obviously knew most of the team already from watching them play the previous seasons and from stories but Steph obliged, while Caitlin excused herself. By this point they had gotten through most of the team, even the new signings when they came to the most important section, according to Kyra – the people her age.

“And then we have the younger ones – obviously the iconic duo of Gio and Katherine. They keep to themselves a lot though, and I am sure you noticed that neither got a lot of game time last season.” Kyra did in fact know that, already having done some of her own research. Gio’s TikTok page looked like she hung out with the blonde Danish girl a good bit.

“Teyah is the youngest, currently in recovery though.” Arsenal had its fair share of people going through rehab, among them Teyah Goldie, Beth Mead, Vivianne Miedema, Leah Williamson, and Laura Wienroither.

“Second youngest is y/n. Keeps to herself a lot, is quiet, and loves her books. Tends to be a little awkward at first.” The young Australian was curious now, she had seen you play - a fellow midfielder - but no matter how hard she tried, there was barely any social media content of you. Your personal account has just one picture with just you in it, which is the signing picture.

“Very close to Kim and Jordan before she left. The nicest girl I know.”

Kyra wanted to know just about everything, being incredibly interested in the mystery that was you.

Her signing was announced on the 15th of September – deadline day. You, like most of the Arsenal players, were in Germany at the Adidas Headquarters in Herzogenaurach – It was nice to be home again. During lunch, sitting beside Kimi you were nose-deep in your newest book when Caitlin and Steph burst onto the outdoor terrace “It’s official! Kyra is coming to Arsenal!” And just like that everybody was excited to meet the young midfielder everyone had heard so much about already.

Upon returning to London everyone met Kyra, who was already on the training pitch, waiting for her new teammates to arrive. Most of the younger girls immediately liked her, starting to joke around – and while the young Australian was incredibly stoked to meet you, she remembered Steph’s words ‘shy and awkward’. 

“Hi! I’m Kyra!” You sat next to the pitch, ignoring the break that was usually meant for drinks and reading instead. Your book was always next to the various bottles – Alessia had already tripped over it twice in her time at Arsenal.

“Hi – nice to meet you.” Your smile was a little crooked and unsure, not certain if the brunette would like to have her hand shaken. Kyra however, excited how she was, pulled you into a quick hug and promptly sat down next to you. She didn’t really say anything, just sat there while you read a few pages of your book – handing you a water bottle when Kim asked if you have had anything to drink yet.

The Scot waited for an answer but you didn’t hear her, too deep into your book. A soft nudge to your shoulder made you look to Kyra, who extended an arm with said bottle “You really should drink something.”

Yeah, the first time the two of you talked was awkward. But the brunette would not give up on you, getting closer to you day by day while getting to know your other teammates as well.

Not even two weeks after her signing Kyra was singing in the gym – loudly. While amusing, the sheer loudness the girl possessed, scared you a little. She and Caitlin were messing around on the ceiling-mounted rings, while Steph stood next to them filming the spectacle. In the background, the fans could see you just blatantly staring at the Aussies when Jen came up to you. “You know that you can just talk to her right?”

Your flinching showed the older footballer just how deeply you were distracted. “I don’t know what you mean.” And with that, you were off – but the Australians had already seen you.

“I think you have a better chance than you think Kyra!” The brunette who had her back turned towards you was confused – “What do you mean?”

It turns out that Kyra was much more relentless than you had thought, roping you into one conversation after the other. She even visited you at home, when you were not expecting her - filling your home with endless talks and many giggles.

The Arsenal woman appreciated how far she was willing to go, knowing that you had tried befriending Gio and Kathrine – but due to your shy and closed nature, they thought that you wanted nothing to do with them.

After Jordan left last season you hadn’t been quite the same – the extrovert to your introvert was missing. Kyra however, gladly took the job without even applying for it. She just showed up and stole it – just like your little heart that seemed to beat out of your chest whenever her hand brushed over your back, or when she kept sending you her most mischievous smile.

While Katie liked to make jokes about your inability to speak whenever the brunette was around, it was she who convinced you to ask Kyra out on a date.

She had been very upfront about her feelings towards you and confessed quite early on, but understood that you weren’t ready for anything at that point in time – So she waited for you to make the first move.

It was at your apartment when you asked her out. Kyra had noticed that you seemed off today, however, she didn’t know what was going on – so she filled the silence with her talking, and talking, and even more talking.

This was weird to her.

When it was just the two of you, you usually couldn’t stop talking either, stumbling over your words. “Okay! That’s enough. What is wrong with you?”

Your big eyes staring at her were enough to send Kyra into a deep state of panic, “It’s just- you seem so off! So I thought tha-“

“Go on a date with me?”

The silence was deafening. And just as you were about to ramble, your face already heating up, Kyra jumped quite literally on top of you, hugging you close to her “Yes! Thought you’d never ask!”

[elvestoneanzelote1]

A:n- sorry it took time! And 𝘐 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦-𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭! 𝘌𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵.

𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘫𝘪 𝘟 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘈𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘉𝘚𝘋 𝘹 𝘻𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪/𝘢𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳!

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨: 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘺/𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘴!

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The light was still on and a noise of writing could be heard.

"He went to that cafe twice why? Is he interested in that waitress?" Mutter the wavy blonde-haired male, twirls his pen while in deep thought.

"The lady has brunette hair short... Hair cut and doesn't seem to have any affair with a man..." He blabbered to himself as he crossed the lady from the picture who was talking to a man with h/c hair tied in a low ponytail, the gentle smile present on his lips while talking to the waitress.

"She might have a criminal record... No?" He said as he picked up the scissors and cut away the waitress part as he hung the male photo on the wall.

A collection of his pictures and where he goes, the pattern of where he goes and sort.

"Ayatsuji-san you have been stalking this man for the past few weeks now," said Tsujimura worriedly while glancing at the wall Ayatsuji had covered with photos of that man.

"He is a Port Mafia executive of course he is a criminal that's why I'm keeping a close eye on Tsujimura-san," said Ayatsuji who gently touched the photo of the man who is closed-eyed and smiling.

"By the way have you found anything regarding his ability or even about him?" Asked Ayatsuji who now turned his attention to Tsujimura who nodded and handed the file still curious about why Ayatsuji was so interested in the researcher, Y/n L/n.

"Hmm... So he eventually joined Port Mafia when he was 14, a shame he could have been still pure... But I guess that's what made him so interesting" muttered Ayatsuji who lit the file on fire alarming Tsujimura.

"Why would you-?"

"It is so little information nothing to be worried about, Tsujimura-san," said Ayatsuji chuckling while lit his pipe to smoke.

"Are sure... you are just keeping an eye? I mean you have been looking around him for weeks now... Sometimes you fail to catch a glimpse of him" said Tsujimura as Ayatsuji nodded.

"He had a sharp mind I will give him that... To be honest, I want to speak to him personally but Port Mafia is always not a way for me to meet him" said Ayatsuji sighing.

Tsujimura sweatdrop as she glanced around the room more likely the basement full of dolls around the walls except the photo side where he kept things like Photos and even the small things such as unused tea bags you carry around and throw because of expired or even the tissue you kept in your pocket for days to only saw later on and threw it.

"Sakaguchi-san has arrived and was asking you to explain yourself"

"Huh? What's his problem" said Ayatsuji who boredly looked at Tsujimura who shrugged it off as she had no clue.

"But either way... even I wanted to speak with him"

"Huh?" Muttered Tsujimura following Ayatsuji who started walking ahead.

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The room presents a person whose eyes flickered to the duo who have now arrived.

"What was that... I have been hearing?"

"Hearing what?" Asked Ayatsuji who kept down his pipe and took a seat with his legs crossed.

Leading Ango to sit straight as his eyes narrowed at Ayatsuji who had been keeping a tab on you.

"You have been stalking and asking around about L/n-san"

"Oh?"

"Don't oh me, He is And still the executive of Port Mafia he asks me regarding you been-"

"He asked you?" Ayarsuji interrupted Ango who had a tick mark on his forehead as he quickly composed himself and nodded.

"Yes, He was asking me if... we had a case of him which led him to be supervised of the sort, and he even described you as a person with-"

"He notices me?" Muttered Ayartsuji as a smile crept into his face.

Ango's eyes narrowed a bit by Ayatsuji's interest in you.

"I will stop if you tell me about him"

"I cannot... it is his personal life"

"He is in Port Mafia come on, Sakaguchi pretty sure you and he have talked even once even if you are not... That's eye-catching" said Ayatsuji whole eyeing Ango who was more annoyed.

"Excuse me we eventually talked just fine, We even kissed-" Ango quickly stopped his mouth yet Ayatsuji's eyes narrowed.

"What... What did you just say?"

"N-nothing, he is j-just someone as a researcher for port m-mafia nothing more" muttered Ango with his ears and face turned red.

Ayatsuji frowned more in doubt.

'Did he and Ango kiss? Why would he kiss Ango for? I bet I could be a better kisser' thought Ayatsuji to himself as he just dismissed his thoughts.

"Either way I will only stop if you arrange a meeting with him with me," said Ayatsuji as Ango's flustered face cools down as he frown.

"Why would I?"

"Alright, Don't bother me I still need to find out more about him"

"Did you even hear me, You are not stalking him again"

"Tell him if he is so bothered..." Ayatsuji paused as his eyes narrowed a bit and smirked mockingly at Ango. More likely to challenge him.

"He can make me... stop"

Ango was confused about what Ayatsuji said and left without another word.

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"What did Sakaguchi-san asked?" Asked Tsujimura who followed Ayatsuji who shrugged while playing with his Dolls set more likely searching for something.

"He was asking me to stop getting information about that researcher"

'Information? More like stalking him' thought Tsujimura who sighed while curiously glancing at the detective.

"Either way, Tsujimura-san do you think it looks the same?" Asked Ayatsuji who took out the doll.

A Chibi formed of y/n that was tailored well it was adorable... But it was also creepy why Ayatsuji had this doll.

(Like this)

(Or)

"I guess? How do you-"

"Have? Well I made it but I still find his eyes to be not matching" said Ayatsuji while bringing the doll near the collections of photos on the wall.

"...Ayatsuji-san... are you perhaps in love with him?" Asked Tsujimura as Ayatsuji stopped staring at the pictures and then glanced at Tsujimura.

"love? I have no time for that as a detective..."

"B-but"

"Dolls are surely fascinating for me... But for some reason, I could say the same about him that's all, After all, he is just a criminal with no record and someday maybe I will..."

"Used your ability on him?" Asked Tsujimura as Ayatsuji shook his head.

"He is not even proven as a threat by the government or even order me for it... Perhaps I want to know more about what he thinks... Or even know him nothing more"

"Like you want to be... his friend?"

Ayatsuji kept quiet as Tsujimura got a call on her phone as she left quickly leaving Tsujimura on his thoughts.

"Not that... Not friend... I don't want him to be my friend, no... No" muttered Ayatsuji to himself as he hugged the y/n doll closely and snuggled slightly with a frown present on his lips.

'Anything but not a friend'

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A:ɴ- ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴀʟʟ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇ! Rᴇsᴛ ᴡᴇʟʟ!

[akutasoda]

Congrats on reaching 1k, you totally deserve it. Also, i was wondering if you could do a kunikida from bungo stray dogs x female reader fluffy sorta fic?

coffee with sugar

synopsis - maybe kunikida needs a bit more sweetness in his life

includes - kunikida ft the agency

warnings - fem!reader, fluff, absolute cringe towards the end, wc - 2k

a/n: hehe thank you so much!

'thank you again for allowing me a part time here' you gave the man a smile as he welcomed you into the small café uzunaki, he reciprocated before responding 'it's no problem, it may not be the busiest place but help is appreciated'. truth be told, you moved to yokohama a few days ago and you were in the middle of job hunting here, so you decided to earn atleast some income bt working at a local café. it was only meant to be a part time job to tide you over until you could find somewhere else so you assumed that the quaint café would offer a nice way to pay your bills.

the owner gave you a quick tour of the café before showing you the ins and outs of how to make some popular drinks. 'like i said, we don't really have many customers so we only have one other waitress but the customers we do have are regulars' you finished the latte he instructed you to try making and slided it over to him and enquiring 'who are the regulars?', he took a quick sip before nodding in approval and adding 'the local agency, an interesting bunch that come here practically every day' he paused and pointed to a small post it on the counter 'may want to get familiar with those orders'. you nodded before taking a quick look.

you finished your first day by practicing making a variety of the drinks and plating of food while the owner gave you hints and tips. the café didn't actually open that day, so you appreciated having the time to learn in peace - the other waitress visited for a while to meet her new coworker and even helped you learn some trickier drinks to brew. it really seemed like the perfect way to open up your new life in yokohama.

the next day was your first proper shift, it was up until lunch time and then you offered a few hours toward the closing shift. a simple day that made you rather glad you landed this job. the owner was there to open up the shop and soon retreated elsewhere when he made sure you were okay with everything. a couple of early morning workers stopped by and ordered basic coffee's so your real challenge was when an eccentric ravenette burst through the doors followed by a decent sized group. there was the ravenette, a tall brunette, a taller blonde and a ginger haired boy with a black haired girl hanging off his arm - you didn't quite know what to expect with them but you vaguely remember some of them from descriptions about the agency members.

as soon as they sat down in a booth you picked up your small notepad and walked over to the table, almost immediately the brunette spoke up 'i didn't know the old man hired a new waitress?' he stared at you for a second before complaining 'what? don't kick me' he stared down the blonde opposite him and before either of them could speakthe ginger haired boy caught your attention 'you are new aren't you? don't mind them-' he was cut off with the ravenette's declaration for his usual, extra sweet, and the blonde sighed before adding 'we will all have our usual please'. you simply nodded and went to search for the post it on the counter to look for their orders, the only issue was that you didn't know any of their names so you didn't really know what order went with who.

well you could figure out the eccentric raventte easily as he wanted it extra sweet and you could take an effective guess that the blonde man would want the order that simply read 'black coffee' but the other three were a bit difficult. you eventually managed to guess that the two part order belonged to the duo and had managed to overhear the name 'dazai' while making the orders and assumed that would be the brunette. now you just had to finish making the orders.

if kunikida didn't have half the patience he did, he reckoned he would have jumped across the table and beat dazai senseless already. he knew his coworker was a bit of a slacker and easily would be distracted with the idea of asking a woman to perform 'double-suicide' with him but today was just not the day to deal with him. kunikida could take a guess that it didn't help that you were new, he didn't want you to quit your job because dazai was an idiot - the whole reason they were here was to talk about the tiger case but dazai really couldn't keep his focus.

your cheery voice broke him out of his thoughts and he thanked you for dealing with them, you smiled back and went to clear up the empty cups left by the previous patron. eventually they managed to finalise a plan and decided to report back to the office to set out, unfortunately both dazai and ranpo seemed to forgets you were a new waitress and left as usual expecting you to immediately add it to their tab. kunikida sighed and noticed how you looked slightly panicked taht they just left so he let tanizaki and naomi go ahead and he walked over to you behind the counter.

'the agency has a tab set up, please exuse their rude behaviour' he explained and you slowly remembered the owner explaining something about that so you went to check. kunikida glanced over and asked out of pure concern 'do you know how to access it?' you smiled and responded 'i remember being told how, give me a second and i'll remember'. kunikida waited until you managed to add to their tab and informed you that he'd send them back down to apologise and you only stiffled a laugh before adding 'no need, i should've remembered who you guys were'.

you left during lunch and greeted the other waitress when she came in as you left, you greeted her again when you joined her for the closing shift. the last customer was a dark haired woman, she spotted you when you came in and introduced herself as yosano - one of the other agency members. she told you how she heard about the morning mishap and told you that you might have to get used to them behaving like that, then she left and informed you that she'd be the unfortunate recipient of their presnce soon.

your next shift was another early one, this time your first customers where the same brunette you know knew for sure was dazai, the duo which you again now knew as tanizaki and naomi, kunikida and a new white haired boy. you were lucky enough that the other waitress was there with you this time and she offered to take the table - you looked away to clean out a few cups and by the time you looked back kunikida had smacked dazai over the head and the other waitress walked away from dazai. she smiled at you before telling you that you should ignore anything dazai said to you. you stared at her with confusion.

within the first couple of weeks you had grown quite accustomed to working at the café - and unfortunately came to learn what the other waitress warned you about with dazai. the agency members all had their unique quirks and you didn't know if you should be proud that you knew their orders off by heart, over patrons were also equally nice to talk to but the agency were the most common guest. you had almost forgotten completely about your attempts to find another job and most of the messages you got back from places offering interviews were forgotten - the café was a job that you even considered working full time sometimes.

if you had to pick a favourite agency member, you'd probably have to say kunikida. from day one, he had helped you with the slight inconveniences some of the agnecy members gave you when they visited - mainly dazai and ranpo and sometimes kenji but that was when he tried bringing one of his cows into the café. kunikida was also quite the good listener and talker, it felt unprofessional at first when you starrted telling him about how you ended up in yokohama but he did ask you how you landed the job and seemed to show genuine interest. you also enjoyed listening to him talk about some of the agency's stories while you closed up for the night.

kunikida always seemed to visit later at night or early in the morning. if it was early in the morning he would be accompanied by a few agency members and he would order a black coffee, if it was before closing he would sit on the chairs at the counter and have - depending on his day - either another black coffee or simply a glass of water. kunikida didn't really notice how much he visited the café during your shifts until dazai pointed it out to him obnoxiously loud in the café while you were within hearing distance, you either pretended not to hear or were too engrossed in a task to notice.

although after dazai pointed it out, kunikida really couldn't help but read his book of ideals and think about you. sure you didn't cross of all the requirements for his ideal lover but this was the first time he felt like he could make a few exceptions. maybe it was the fact that you were so hardworking that helped attract him to you initially and maybe it was your personality that kept him longing for another interaction. he would always ask you about your plans for the future and whenever you told him you were still looking for a job it pained him for some reason but for the time being you always assured him you had no plans on leaving soon.

it got so painstakingly obvious to over members of the agency that kunikida was in fact pining for you, that yosano told him to pack his ideals to the side and ask you out before it was too late. the only issue was that kunikida wasn't sure on how to go about it and he could only think of one way, one really cringey way that was going to be something yosano and dazai would forever tease him with.

you watched kunikida enter through the café's door and you smiled at him before taking a drink to another customer, you swiftly returned to behind the counter and said 'what will it be today hm? let me guess a coffee?' he let a small smile crack his face before he nodded and hesitantly added 'yeah, but it'd like it with a few sugars today'

'what gives huh?' you questioned and almost liked he'd rehearsed this exact scenario he answered immediately 'i just reckon it's time to add something sweeter to my life'. you would normally brush this off but he was sttaring at you so intently that you, felt a bit confused, you also swore you saw a faint blush on his face. 'what do you mean kunikida?' he let out a long sigh before looking back at you directly 'you don't mean..' you trailed off slightly before taking a full understanding of the situation. you smiled and responded confidently 'well maybe i should try adding a handsome blonde man into my life' you laughed as he deadpanned at you. eventually he started looking a bit more hopeful

'does this mean-'

'if you want it be kuni, because i know i want us to be'

akutasoda's 1k event

[blueseachelle]

Dandelions

Ominis Gaunt x Hufflepuff! Reader

Summary: Y/n is hopelessly in love with Ominis but, she only watches from afar. Her best friend Poppy finds out her secret one spring afternoon and decides that Ominis needs to know her feelings.

Inspired by: Dandelions by Ruth B (All credit to her for the song. Obviously.)

Y/n sat a couple tables away from Ominis in the Library. She was trying to study for her History of Magic class but failing too. Her gaze would wander over to Ominis sooner than later. It got to the point where she couldn't look away. She has been in love with Ominis since first year. They accidentally bumped into each other on the way into Charms class and she helped him pick up his books. Yes, he didn't give her an attitude from hell and a cold shoulder but, she couldn't help but admire him. She kept her distance but watched from afar.

She let out a loving sigh and opened her journal. She glanced over at Ominis as she wrote.

Maybe, it's the way you say my name Maybe, it's the way you play your game But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you But it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you

And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine

She closed her journal and packed her bag. She departed and passed by Ominis as she went. The scent of warm vanilla filled Ominis's senses, it had become a familiar smell for him. It was an unordinary smell at Hogwarts. He found comfort in the smell. He sometimes found himself searching for the smell but stopped himself every time before finding the source. He just enjoyed the smell before continuing his studies.

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Y/n sat under a tree on a beautiful spring day. She plucked Dandelions from the ground a blew them out, one by one with the same wish every time. For Ominis to be hers one day. She opened her journal and scribbled down some more ideas.

'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile

Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time

Y/n started to sing her lyrics softly to herself. Not expecting anyone to hear but, of course, not everything can be perfect.

"That's a beautiful song, Y/n! You have a lovely voice. Did you write that song?"

It was her best friend Poppy. She stood next to her, looking down with her amber eyes glowing in the sunshine. Y/n smiled and nodded,

"Yes, I wrote them. It's not finished though. I have some more ideas to write down."

Poppy sat next to her and smiled,

"Who are they written too?"

Y/n raised and eyebrow and looked over at the brunette, making her giggle.

"C'mon Y/n! Every song is written to someone! Your's is a love song so, who's your crush?"

Y/n blushed and stuttered, scrambling to answer with a lie. Poppy smirked,

"I know who it is. It's Ominis! I see how you look at him when we are anywhere near him. You always glance at him with a loving look. I know love when I see it!"

Y/n just blushed and said nothing. Her downcast eyes only confirmed Poppy's accusations. The girl patted her back and stood back up,

"No worries, Y/n. I got you. I'll see you at dinner, Okay?"

Y/n nodded as Poppy turned and walked away. She went back to picking Dandelions and thinking about her lyrics.

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As soon as Poppy was out of Y/n's sight, she ran as fast as she could to find the Slytherin duo. She found them sitting in the courtyard.

"Ominis! Sebastian! I have to tell you something!"

Sebastian looked up from his book and acknowledged her,

"It was that important that you ran all the way here?"

Poppy nodded catching her breath,

"You guys know Y/n right? My bestie?"

Sebastian nodded and looked over to Ominis and nudged him to respond. The blond crossed his arms,

"Yes, I have. I haven't talked to her since first year when she made me drop my books on the way to Charms."

Poppy smiled,

"Let me describe her real quick. She's 5'1, has (E/c) color eyes, (H/c) hair. She always reads in the Library or outside under a shady tree. She always smells like warm vanilla sugar. She's sweet as honey and loves animals. She's also a really good singer, I found out."

Ominis huffed,

"And why do I care about this?"

Poppy smiled,

"Beacuse... She's had a crush on you since first year but, she knows you were kind of sore about bumping into you even though she apologized. So, she kept her distance. I decided it's time for you to know. For her sake. She should at least have a shot before we all graduate and she never sees you again."

Ominis sat in slight shock. She was that comforting scent this whole time? Why did she think that he hated her all this time? Yet, she still harbored this crush on him? He doesn't even acknowledge her.

Sebastian smirked and nudged the blind male,

"Looks like you have a secret admirer. Maybe you should talk to her and get to know her. Couldn't hurt."

Ominis sighed,

"I'll think about it."

Poppy let out a squeal and thanked them before taking off to her dorm.

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It's been a couple days since Poppy figured out about Y/n's crush on Ominis. She went about her days like normal. She was curled up in an armchair on the second floor of the library in the corner. She scribbled ideas for her song in her journal. She let her mind daydream about what it would be like to be dating Ominis before scribbling down her idea.

'Cause it gets so hard to breathe When you're looking at me, I've never felt so alive and free When you're looking at me, I've never felt so happy

She was lost in thought until she felt someone sit in the armchair next to hers.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?"

She knew that voice. It was familiar and foreign at the same time.

Y/n looked up to see Ominis sitting in the armchair. She nodded before realizing what she had done and said a quick 'No, not at all'.

Ominis sat with his Charms book in his lap with his wand waving over it as he read. Y/n could only stare in shock. Said male was just enjoying her scent. He felt as if he was wrapped up in a cozy blanket on a cold winter's day reading in front of a fireplace.

"You know, I realized this week that I haven't talked to you since First Year and I wanted to let you know that I hold no contempt for you about it. I apologize for not telling you sooner, Y/n."

With widened eyes, she sputtered out,

"No no no. You're okay. More than okay actually. I've been just doing my thing... Ya know?"

Ominis let himself smile at her awkwardness. She is really sweet. As sweet as she smells.

"I do know. I've been doing the same... I want to get to know you better."

A short silence fell over them before Y/n squeaked out,

"I would like to get to know you as well, Ominis."

Her face was now a bright red. She was sure she would melt at this rate. Ominis smiled at her,

"I'm happy that you do. Can I expect you to sit with me at dinner possibly?"

"Yes!"

Y/n quickly cleared her throat and made an attempt to cover up her eagerness,

"I mean... Yes, I would be honored to sit with you."

He stood up and ticked his book under his arm,

"Okay. It's settled. I'll see you at dinner at the Slytherin table. See you later, Y/n."

With that, he walked off. Leaving a melting Y/n in his wake.

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Y/n read her finished song as she walked to the Great Hall for dinner with Ominis. She tucked her book away as she entered. She looked around before she heard someone call for her.

"Oi! Y/n! We're over here!"

Sebastian waved her over. Ominis smiled in her direction as she approached them. The brunette scooted over giving her a spot between the duo. She settled between them. Ominis was first to speak,

"Thank you for joining us, Y/n. I assume you know Sebastian."

Y/n nodded,

"Yes, I do. I beat him a Crossed Wands recently."

The blind boy smirked,

"You didn't mention that, Sebastian. Embarrassed?"

Sebastian grumbled,

"No. Just disappointed in myself."

Y/n patted his back,

"It's okay. I'll say that it was a lucky shot that got you out, Okay?"

The brunette huffed and crossed his arms. Y/n giggled and Ominis chuckled.

The three of them had a delightful dinner. Ominis learned a lot about Y/n and... he actually felt himself liking her. Her laugh was contagious. She was very smart and could keep up with him on an intellectual level. She was fun but, not idiotic like Sebastian tends to be. She was a breath of fresh air to him. He has never experienced that with anyone before. He enjoyed it.

After these developments, Ominis would seek her out more and more. This went on for a couple weeks before he heard her.

He was walking around outside, looking for Y/n, of course. He paused mid-step, he heard something. It wasn't any normal sounds he had heard around Hogwarts... and the smell of vanilla accompanied it. He instantly started to follow it. He got closer and closer. He heard singing. It was Y/n's voice. Her voice seemed to be carried by the spring breeze into Ominis's ears. He stood behind the tree she sat at and listened.

"Dandelion, into the wind you go Won't you let my darling know? Dandelion, into the wind you go Won't you let my darling know that?

I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile

Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time

I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine"

Ominis shifted, the grass crunched when he did, catching the Hufflepuff girl's attention instantly. Her eyes widened as she looked up at him,

"Ominis. Um... How long have you been standing there?"

Ominis could hear the embarrassment in her voice but, brushed off her question with his own,

"Was that song written for me?"

Silence settled between them. Y/n could only stare, her breath caught in her throat. She didn't know what to say for once. Ominis walked closer and sat next to her. He looked over at the stunned girl,

"I'm gonna be honest with you. I started talking to you because Poppy told me you had a crush on me. She told me why you never talked to me again but admired me from afar. She wanted to give you a chance to confess before we graduated and you never would see me again. Sebastian convinced me to talk to you and learn about you."

Y/n felt tears well up in her eyes. She wanted to say something but, Ominis continued,

"I did and I'm happy I started to talk to you. I can honestly say that... that I have feelings for you, Y/n. You are smart, kind, and, from what I hear, beautiful. I like how you and I can have deep talks and how you always get the quotes I say from books I read. I just... I just wish I talked to you sooner and didn't make you think that I was mad about dropping some stupid books."

Y/n sat in shocked silence. She couldn't believe that this was happening. The tears of sadness turned to happiness as she tackled Ominis into a hug. He made a startled yelp but, hugged her back in return with a smile. She said into his chest as they hugged,

"It's okay. I forgive you. I have feelings for you too and yes, the song I wrote was for you. I wished on Dandelions every day that you would be mine."

Ominis let out a chuckle at her muffled rant. He nudged her up and brought her into a kiss. She returned it happily. After they parted, Ominis put his forehead to hers and whispered,

"Please be mine, Y/n."

"Yes. I'm your's, Ominis."

[starryspancakaes]

╰┈➤ Stairway to the Stars

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this - I made up a meteor shower based on Asteria which i'm pretty sure (the events at least) doesn't exist but let's just pretend they do, to fit the oneshot. 🌞 Critique, comments, & feedback is heavily appreciated

Please Enjoy!

{Photos found on Pinterest}

WC: 1608

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The late afternoon light graces the glass panes of the ancient magic school that is Hogwarts. Sunbeams flooding into each corner & crevice that is visible to it. Students scattered around the grounds conversing with one another about anything & everything. Classes, exams, quidditch.. Sebastian Sallow & Ominis Gaunt were no exception. The duo wandering the Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower, they finally seated themselves in front of a window on a bench on the first floor. The blonde had yawned as he leaned back, the freckled brunette slouching his shoulders. 

Their 6th year hadn't been as eventful as the previous one (thankfully). It was more repetitive at this time, especially with exams coming up. All they’d do these days would be studying until they couldn’t keep their eyes open. Not that they entirely disliked not having something threatening them, but It’d be a lot more fun to have some kind of adventure during this time. Well, that’s what Sebastian would think anyway. 

“Have you seen Aurora lately?” Ominis asked aloud, realizing they didn’t have their third person with them. Sebastian hummed a no. “I heard she’s been busy.” figuring it was with her studies, Ominis only hummed again, & relaxed further against the stained glass window. The two sat in peaceful silence of each other’s presence for a singular moment. 

A moment. 

One, 

Moment. 

The very next moment… 

SLAM!

The two immediately jolted up from their spots, hearing the double doors being pushed ever so loudly. Sebastian didn’t have much time to react when he barely caught a glimpse of Aurora & Amit running up the stairs, not exactly yelling at each other- but they talked in a very loud tone. “What happened? What was it?” Ominis exclaimed, taking out his wand. “It was Aurora, & I think that Amit guy - it looked like they were running from something.”

Sebastian stood from his spot on the bench, he looked at the doors they had just barged in from to see who or what was chasing them. But alas, nothing was. He then began speed walking to the staircase they had traveled to. “Sebastian! Where are you going?” Ominis says also standing up, surely he wasn’t planning on going after them, was he? “Somewhere maybe exciting-!” He said, beginning to run up the staircase after their trail. With a grunt, & a scoff, he lit his wand, & began chasing after the sound of Sebastian’s voice, exclaiming at the brunette trying to keep up with him. 

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“Hurry! The suns almost down-!” Aurora told Amit as they ran up the winding staircase that led to the Astronomy Tower, The Slytherin boys who had witnessed their fast dash, had taken a break at the astronomy classroom, catching their breaths. Ominis leaning against the wall, & Sebastian with his hands on his knees - both breathing heavily as light sweat began to drip down their foreheads, Ominis’ normally well tamed & gelled hair, was becoming undone with how much he was sweating. “How are they so quick?!” Sebastian groaned. As he began to take off his robe, & loosen his tie. Ominis follows his actions, also taking off his robe, feeling the heavy weight of the material. “Whatever, or whoever they’re running from, I’m sure they’ve already gotten well away from it.” He says. 

With another tired huff, Sebastian walked  towards the door and would take them to another staircase that would eventually lead them to the highest tower of the castle where the two Ravenclaw’s were. “Hold on, maybe we should wait a bit to catch more of our breath.” Ominis suggests after hearing Sebastian's footsteps. Slowly, he turned to face his blonde friend - sweat still forming around his face, & his body becoming increasingly warmer. “They wanted to get there before the sun went down.. It’s already.. 5 before 6.” Sebastian said, looking at the grandfather clock standing on the side. Blowing a huff, Ominis lifts his wand with the red light, & follows his friend as he outstretched his hand, to push open the door.

“I’d argue with you, but you're way too stubborn.” he says, walking past Sebastian. Said boy chuckles, stepping to catch up with him, brushing shoulders along the way as the two continue their little escapade. 

It took them about 20 minutes to get to the top without running, the heat & sweat from earlier ceased, as the cold brutal winter air pricked at their skin, immediately making them put their robes back on. Sebastian examined the tower, until he spotted the double A-battery duo on the furthest outer balcony, trying to look through the large telescope at the same time (it wasn’t working well). One eventually pulled away from the telescope, & began drawing or writing something in a notebook that was placed on the floor. Both Aurora & Amit wore their robes, with blue scarves, & gloves as they inspected the night. Usually having her dark hair tied back in a braid, Aurora let it down past her shoulders, in an attempt to keep her ears warm. 

“How many have passed now?”

“7- no wait 9!! Two just fell at the same time!” 

“They’re becoming more frequent, That means it’s almost here.” 

Sebastian chuckled as he tilted his head & crossed his arms at the two. with a raised brow, Ominis asked. “Are they.. Star gazing?” 

“It would appear so my friend.” 

Hearing familiar voices, Aurora turned her head, & was met with the slytherin boys. “Ah- Sebastian, Ominis, nice to see yo-” 

“A BRIGHT ONE!” 

Hearing Amit, the girl immediately turned her head back to the telescope, but seeing that he was still using it, she ended up looking out into the night winter sky, holding onto the railing, she could just barely make out the bright falling star Amit had exclaimed. “Was that it??” 

He shook his head. “No.. but I’d be expecting a cosmic trail to start soon” The Ravenclaw would tell his friend. Without wasting any time, Aurora dug through her bag, & pulled out the telescope Amit gave her last year after her first Astronomy class. She’s used it almost all the time since then, hence how Aurora & Amit became so close. 

Sebastian & Ominis took a few steps closer, as Aurora finished setting up her telescope, looking through it a few times to make sure it was at the proper setting. “Is there a meteor shower tonight?” the freckled boy asked, shivering at the cold frosty gust. 

“This is no ordinary meteor shower, this is Asteria’s fallen stars.” Amit would tell the two, only taking a glance at them before turning back to his telescope. The slytherin duo cocked their heads to the side & let out a questioning hum. 

“Asteria, the Greek goddess of stars, or fallen stars. Asteria releases an abundant amount of fallen stars once every few thousand years. So many descend from the sky, it makes you wonder how many are left.” Aurora tells, finishing the adjustments to her telescope. Ominis & Sebastian would let an ‘ooh’

“Is that why the two of you were rushing through the halls earlier?” Ominis asked. 

They nod. “We were in the library studying, but found out through Professor Shah’s assignments that Asteria’s fallen stars would be happening tonight.” 

“So you ran all the way here from the library?!” 

“It wasn’t that far.” 

“Ominis & I almost passed out coming up here.. & we were in the Dark Arts Tower!” 

“That clearly shows your passion for the stars, runs shallow.” 

The group sat in silence for a moment, the Slytherin duo watching the Ravenclaw’s switch between their study notebook & the telescopes. Sebastian would let out a sigh, as he crossed his arms - Ominis stood next to the brunette, his wand still in hand with its luminous red light. Because they were using the big telescope, the two noted that they might not get to the meteor shower due to how far it seemed to be. & so, they begin to turn around to retreat back downstairs, either to the Slytherin common room, or the DADA Tower, whichever they feel like when they reach the end of the staircase. 

Not even another's moments passed, as he stared through the telescope, it didn’t take long for Amit to remove himself from it - as he was blinded by a bright light. Looking up into the dark heavens, he sees it. “Merlin's beard..” 

“It’s starting!” 

Aurora doesn’t hesitate, & grabs Amit, who was still in a daze, & pulls both of his arms to the balcony railing - hearing her voice, Ominis & Sebastian turned around & jogged back to the outer balcony to where Aurora & Amit were standing. 

With the first descent, another falls, then another - until it seems almost every star in the night that the eye can see is falling. Leaving a trail of its light behind, but never long enough to grasp. The darkness is lit up by these fallen steorra, other student’s & individuals look up to see the same beauty that is displayed thousands of feet away from them. It was clear as day, & although Ominis could not see these asteroids, he could hear & sense the light of them, allowing a painted picture in his mind, just as glorious. As quickly as it came, it was over. Asteria’s fallen stars had ceased. Onlookers had their sights still set on the sky, possibly trying to count the stars like Aurora had mentioned before.

“My gods” 

“Now I see why the two of you like the stars so much.” 

“It was wonderful wasn’t it?” 

“Aurora quick!! We need to finish this chart.” 

“WaH you’re right-! Wait, we should use the chalkboard, we’ll have more space to write!-” 

“What angle were they at?? How fast were they-” 

“Give me a second Thakkar I need to get my quill-!”

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[duckymcdoorknob]

𝓣𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓪𝔂 16: 𝓤𝓷𝓾𝓼𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓢𝓹𝓸𝓽

Welcome to tkcember guys.

I wonder how long it’ll take me to do these.

Idk but it sure will be fun to try and finish them before the year is out

Can you tell I’ve relapsed into my Tokyo revengers phase? Jesus CHRIST this is longer than most fics I’ve written

Not much tickles, I just wanted an excuse to write “everyone loves Chifuyu bc he’s like their little brother”

—This do have tickles in it ngl— tw below the cut: mentions of injury and violence

Tags: @fanfic-chan @ticklish-n-stuff @giggly-squiggily @chrimsss @fanfic-chan @nataliewritez happy tokrev y’all

Baji knew that being in a gang—and being so high up in command in said gang— would mean a loooot of trouble. He knew that it meant coming back home with a shit ton of bumps and bruises very frequently. What he didn’t expect was how bad it would affect him when he saw his friends coming back banged up.

First, it was Mitsuya. He had gotten into a tousle with some grunts from Valhalla over something minuscule. He won, no doubt, but Baji remembers him being unable to turn his head to the left for DAYS.

Then, it was Draken. Him and Mikey had run into some third years on their way back from lunch. They beat them with minor injuries, but Draken took a huge blow to his head to protect Mikey. Baji remembers him being unable to leave the couch for a good few weeks.

And now?

His heart shattered as Chifuyu dragged himself through the door of Takemichi’s home, where they all were hanging out that day. Baji’s loud gasp turned everyone’s eyes toward the beaten blonde. “Chifuyu…”

The boy was riddled with scrapes and bruises, some cuts still bleeding, others coated with caked-on dry blood. He was gripping his shoulder and limping a bit, his whole body shaking.

Big-Bro Mitsuya was at his side in an instant, kneeling down to his height to help him shrug off his jacket and remove his shoes. No words were exchanged between the two, only a terrified look from the white-haired boy as he examined every inch he could take in with his eyes.

“Chifuyu…” Mikey’s terrifyingly calm voice sounded as he appeared next to the duo, “What the hell happened? Tell me… now.”

Sighing, the younger boy hung his head low slightly. He seemed to be ashamed of himself and his actions. Chifuyu didn’t speak as everyone stared at him, merely trembling instead. Baji stood from the couch he was on and tapped the newly opened seat. “Let him sit.”

The stares never faltered as he dragged himself to the couch—with help from Mitsuya and Mikey of course—and smacked himself face down on the fluffy piece of furniture, sighing loudly in relief.

“Chi’ you look awful… will you please just tell us? Or even if you wanna whisper and just tell me?” The long-haired boy knelt down beside him, carding his fingers through the unkempt puff of blonde hair.

He buried his face into the cushion and uttered two words: “high schoolers.”

Takemichi gasped quietly. He had fought high schoolers? And lived to tell the tale?!

“Chifuyu, what in the fresh hell were you thinking?” Draken’s stern tone did not help to hide the evident concern lacing his words.

Chifuyu picked his head up, resting it on his forearms, his speech still a bit distorted. “I couldn’t help it, promise! I was going to the convenience store on the corner to get us meat buns; but before I went inside, I noticed this girl. An aisle over were these three high-schoolers, watching her every move through their peripheral. She looked uncomfortable, so I went to ask if she needed to be walked home, and she said she would like that.”

The group waited with baited breath for the story to continue.

“As soon as we walked out, they began to follow. She lives near here, so I made sure to take the confusing route. Y’know, the one by the bank?” The boy grimaced as he readjusted his position, shaking Baji’s hand off his head (to which the brunette took no offense.) “Even then… every single damn turn, they were ten paces behind us. Finally, I called out to them and told them to ‘leave my girlfriend and I alone.’ Stupid, I know.”

“Doesn’t seem stupid to me. I’d’ve done the same,” Mitsuya hummed from the kitchen, engrossed in the cabinet, pill bottles rattling as he rummaged around.

“They obviously didn’t believe me. They noticed my jacket and jumped me before I could even get another word out…”

“And the girl?” Mikey asked, anxiety hidden on his tongue. Everyone knew that Mikey was quite serious about the belief in his gang members respecting any female that entered their lives.

“I panicked and pulled a Takemichi,” the blonde confessed.

“…Meaning?”

“I turtled.”

A snort from Draken helped to lighten the mood a bit, but all were still listening nervously to Chifuyu’s tale. “I kept apologizing for being on top of her, and I felt terrible for putting her in such an uncomfortable position, but I just threw myself over her as a shield. I was so worried about her that I just let myself get the shit kicked out of me.”

Takemichi leaned forward attentively. “How did-“

“By the grace of the gods, your friends were passing by to go to your house at the time. Akkun managed to knock one of them square in the jaw, and that let Yamagishi sneak in and get the girl out from under me. Him and your other two friends rushed away to get her to her house. Akkun and I fought like hell, and thankfully we managed to take them down… not without me taking a couple more blows first.”

At that moment, Mitsuya returned from Takemichi’s kitchen. He placed the contents of his hands on the glass table in front of the couch, mirroring Baji’s knelt position. “Draken, you’re closest. Please, help sit him up.”

The tattooed male nodded and carefully placed his hands on each side of Chifuyu’s torso, the boy whining as his body was moved. “I know… I know… Mits’ is gonna fix you up.”

Pain medicine was administered, water was consumed, as was a very small amount of a chocolate chip granola bar. Soon enough, the injured boy was laying flat on his stomach again, with Mitsuya holding a small tube in front of his face. “Now, Chifuyu. Someone’s gonna help to put this on your back. Who do you-”

“Baji.” Zero hesitation was heard in the blonde’s voice..

Mitsuya handed the tube of icyhot to Baji, and hooked his fingers on the corners of the boy’s shirt. “Are you ready?”

“…”

“Chifuyu?”

“Its gonna scare you… I’m sorry. It looks worse than it is. I swear.”

The back of Chifuyu’s shirt was pulled up. His once soft, unblemished skin was riddled with scrapes and bruises, along with four large, red boot marks.

“Oh Chifuyu…” Mikey whispered, “how long were they hitting you?”

The blonde whined as he hid his head. He turned it, however, when he felt a small puff of air on his cheek. Baji had blown on his face to get his attention, not wanting to touch his dearest friend without his permission.

“Are you ready? I’ll tell you what I’m doing every step of the way,” Baji waited patiently for the response.

“Please just… be gentle?”

“I always am.”

Truth be told, this was not the first time that Baji had had to help Chifuyu take care of his injuries while the boy was completely out of commission. He always knew to warn Chifuyu before he did anything, because the blonde had always been jumpy and scared of touch after a fight.

“Okay, I’m going to go on your shoulders first,” the brunette explained as he rubbed some of the medicine between his hands. “Here we go. One, two, three.” He lowered his hands into his friend’s shoulders and began to slowly and delicately rub against his skin.

Chifuyu sighed a bit and relaxed after his body realized it was just Baji. He closed his eyes and relished in the warm touch, some of the pain in his shoulders starting to dissipate.

“Okay, I’m gonna go in a bit harder to get some of your muscle and joint pains away. Ready?” A silent nod allowed Baji to apply a bit more pressure.

The deathly, intensely quiet room was suddenly filled with gentle giggling from the boy on the couch, causing most of the others to smile.

“Ah. So you’re ticklish here too,” the long-haired male quipped as he continued to massage.

“Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhuhup.”

“Tell me when you’re ready for me to move down to your back.”

Chifuyu shook his head. Despite the unbearable ticklishness, the massage truly was helping his shoulders. “Nohohohot yehehehet.”

Baji couldn’t help but smile at his dear friend, thankful that he was at least still able to smile. Chifuyu’s sweet giggles continued to cut through the tension-filled air.

“Ohohohokahahahay. Yohohohou cahahan mohohohove.”

The brunette hummed in response, putting a bit more medicine on his hands. “Down to your upper back in three, two, one…” As his hands traveled downwards toward Chifuyu’s ribs and mid back, the boy writhed a bit as hit laughter increased in volume.

“Am I the only one who thinks that this is kinda adorable?” Takemichi dared to whisper to his friends, receiving shaking heads of agreement in return.

“Bahahahajihihi.”

“Mmm?”

“Dohohohont stohohohop.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.”

“Ohohok-hyehehehahaha- Ohohokahahay.”

The medicine was long since properly rubbed in, and both boys knew it, but Baji would not stop until Chifuyu asked him. His hands massaged around his upper and middle back, the boy’s laughter growing every time they snaked near his ribs.

“Okahahahay. Ihihi feheheel behehetter thehehere.”

Baji put more medicine on and paused, suddenly remembering a moment that they had shared in the past. “So… I have to put this on your lower back… do you want to go somewhere more private for this?”

“I’ve lost my dignity anyways…” he sighed, pondering,” who cares if they see?”

Baji snorted. “Okay, going to your lower back in three, two… one…”

As soon as Baji’s hands began to gently rub, Chifuyu squeezed his eyes shut and his face returned to hiding in the couch.

“I know, I know. I’ll make this quick.”

“Juhuhust dohohoho ihihit.”

The brunette sighed as he put a bit more pressure. The injured boy’s head shot up so he could slap his hands over his mouth. “PFFAHAHA. BahAHAHAjihihi!”

“I know, I know, I know.”

“Ihihihit tihihihicklehehehes. SohOHOHO bahaAHAHAD.”

“You said you didn’t mind, and now look at you now.” Baji’s hands did not move from their massage, working a bit slower than usual to rub in the medicine. “It’ll only get worse from here, giggles.”

“stahAHAHAP teheheasihihing mehEHEHE!”

Baji chuckled a bit as he tactfully rubbed in the medicine, fighting the urge to let his fingers sneak around to tickle more. If Chifuyu didn’t give him the okay, he wouldn’t dare to touch him anywhere. So, he worked with what he could and how he could.

“Bahahahjihihi?”

“Yeah?”

“Thahahahank Yohohou.”

“Any time, Chi’.”

“IhihiIHIHIS ihihit ahaHAHAHAlmohohost doHOHohone?”

Ah, Chifuyu had had enough. Baji smiled a bit, retracting his hands. “Yep, all finished. How do you feel?”

The blonde braced himself on his hands, trying to lift himself up. His arms shook with effort, face planting back onto the couch not long after.

“Careful, Chifuyu,” the long-haired male ordered, “do you need help?”

He sighed, “yeah.”

With the greatest of care, Baji lifted a grimacing Chifuyu into an upward position once more. He quickly moved to sit behind him, letting the boy rest against his chest and between his legs.

“Anything you need, and you ask us, okay?”

“Mhm.”

“Nothing is inconvenient for us. We don’t care if we have to get up every five seconds; you. come. first.”

“Anything for our white knight,” Draken quipped.

“Anything…?”

“Anything…” Mikey replied, reaching forward to take his hand and run his thumb along the base of the boy’s own.

“Does that mean we can watch Ponyo?” The blonde asked with hopeful eyes.

The rest of the boys chuckled.

“We can watch Ponyo until we’re blue in the face. Do you want some more of your granola bar?” Mitsuya cooed as he stood to his feet.

“Mmm mmmnn. Ponyo first and then-“ a yawn ripped from his throat as he leaned back against Baji. “‘Nola bar… later…”

So, there they all sat, Chifuyu “watching” Ponyo with a content smile. (In reality, he would last about fifteen minutes into the film before falling asleep) Baji watching “Ponyo.” (In reality, he was so worried about Chifuyu that he could last about a minute before checking on the boy again.) The others copying Baji’s actions.

As soon as the blonde had fallen asleep, the collective sigh of relief from the group was audible. They continued to actually watch the film, sneaking reassuring glances on the sleeping first-division vice captain.

Hours passed, and Takemichi decided to just have the boys spend the night at his place. The sleeping blonde re-adjusted his position to rest atop of Baji’s chest, the long-haired male’s arms caging down to hold him as if he was guarding him from all of the world’s evils.

Chifuyu thankfully slept through the night.

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[caratdeulforever]

𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 | 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

school bus graveyard x oc's

chapter one

warnings: bad writing, lowercase intended, might contain wrong grammar, none more that i can think of

author's note: i'm a first timer in the writing field so I'm not really good at it. i just wanted to try and create a version of mine of the webtoon with my own ideas. the whole plot isn't mine, the whole school bus graveyard belongs to red. i just own aidhel and frances, thanks for reading!

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it was a quiet night in the town of alto, georgia. that specific night, it was visibly different from the normal night you experience well every night. the sky was abnormally colored in a deep crimson red. the moon was shone with a warm yellow, successfully creating an eerie scenery around the place. the whole place was quiet, too quiet than normal. it was late at night, and no human was in sight. that should be normal but it really didn't felt right. the streetlights were on but the house lights weren't. you couldn't hear anything, not even the wind or the sounds of crickets.

suddenly, deep in the forest a group of eight teens dashed through to the sea of trees. they were running as fast as they could. it proved to be a hassle as they ducked and dodged the branches in the path they were taking. dusts and leaves flew in the air as they ran quickly.

leading the group was a orange headed girl, named ashlyn. her long hair was braided into two braids which was flying with the wind. her breathing was stable, but she was slowly feeling tired from running. she looked at the back of the group, her eyes scanning for someone who had a watch and was keeping track of the time.

"time?!" she called out loudly behind her before focusing back to the path ahead of her. a bespectacled boy with sandy blonde hair named logan, looked down quickly at his watch. his eyes couldn't focus a bit due to his running but nonetheless successfully determined the numbers on the device. "eight minutes!" he called out to everyone around him. he had a rifle in his other arm that he had leaned on his shoulder to keep it upright. being the ace of shooting that he is, the group had all mutually decided that he take the rifle since he's the only one who is good at using it. although they hoped that no situation comes where he would actually use it.

at the back of the group was brunette twins, named tyler and taylor, who both shared the same features and the same worried but scared expression. they gripped a weapon of their own, and kept a look out on the back. there were also a blonde headed duo with them, sharing the same features but not twins like them. the blonde headed girl was named aidhel, and she was gripping on a knife on her hand. in a hurry, she had grabbed it with no thought whatsoever from their kitchen to use for self-defense. beside her was her brother with the same bleached blonde hair, named aiden who despite of their current situation was smiling wildly through it all.

with them were two brunettes, but both in a much darker color than the twins and are not related whatsoever with each other. ben is a cousin of the blonde headed duo and in contrast to his cousin, he had a petrified look on his face while keeping a stable running pace. the other dark-haired person was a girl named frances, and she was holding a stick for her weapon. small but terrible was how we can all describe her choice of weapon as she had already managed to stab something out of it.

continuing on, ashlyn sighed in relief when she heard the time that logan had just claimed. 'just a bit longer!' she thought to herself as encouragement. and as if on cue, after all the running they had done, up front as the trees slowly parted was a secluded area. the area at the end of the forest was packed with used buses and the graffitis were clear from a mile away. with hopeful looks, they all had thought the same thing.

'the graveyard!'

as they finally saw their destination, they all quickly fasten their pace. even though their legs burned with exhaustion, they pushed through to find safety. from what you ask? ashlyn glanced at the back worriedly, her ears twitching as she heard the rustles not so far from behind them. a pair of black skinned almost human legs chased after them. it grinned creepily when it felt itself getting closer to the group of teens.

they all had finally managed to ran out of the forest. they all sprinted in the same direction and ultimately avoided the obstacles of scattered junks on their way. the graveyard neared with an open gate, giving them view of the yellow school vehicles inside. ashlyn was the one to enter first, skidding to the side as her hand hovered above the big red button. her eyes followed the figures of her friends entering before flickering to the inhumane black figure that popped up from the forest just after them.

it was tall, and very human like. except its skin was completely black and no hair was in sight. its eyes were very uncanny and it smiled very sinisterly. it was a monster, and that's what they were running away from. it had managed to catch up and was grinning widely when it finally saw them. it sped up and ashlyn nervously looked at her friends to make sure they were all in.

"CLOSE THE GATE! CLOSE THE GATE!" tyler screamed with urgency as he ran inside with aidhel following close. they were the last of the teenagers to enter and ashlyn immediately slammed her palm to the big red button. the gate whirred loudly, and started to close in. all of them moved to a fighting stance and held up their weapons in front of them. the gate was near close but the monster on the other side was getting close too. they eyed the monster closely, body prepared to charge if it manages to slip inside.

with just a tiny gap, the monster reached to claw at them with a loud screech. creating a cinematic horror scene, they all seemed to tense up looking at it. finally, the gate snapped close and the monster hadn't manage to enter inside. for a second they all kept their fighting stance before finally letting out a breathe of relief.

aidhel dropped to the ground with an exhausted groan. tyler had crouched, and placed his hand on his knees as he tried to catch his breath. taylor on the other hand lessened her grip to her weapon and stuck her tongue out on the gate. frances laughed beside her but nonetheless did the same. the both of them thought it was childish but they felt safe in being inside the safety of the graveyard that they felt the need to mock the monster outside. logan had wailed dramatically as he felt relief course through his body. aiden just patted his sister's back and chuckled, he was already planning to tease her later to exercise more. ben just stood there and regulated his breathing before looking at everyone, making sure they were all unscathed from earlier.

ashlyn clenched her eyes shut and breathed deeply before opening them again. she took a good look at every one before speaking. "alright, let's head to the bus." she said loudly for everyone to hear. one by one, they all straightened up and walked to one of the school buses. as each of them entered, they all placed their weapons inside a wooden crate by the driver's seat.

aidhel plopped herself on the seats by the back tiredly and yawned, "goodness i'm tired." she muttered out loud. frances rolled her eyes before looking away from the girl as she sat on the back. logan sat in front of frances and leaned his head back to the window, wanting nothing more but to sleep in his room. aiden and ben sat together, while ben seemed like aidhel and was ready to sleep again- aiden was a different case beside him.

"ugh.." tyler groaned out loud as he sat beside his twin sister. taylor leaned her head on the window and closed her eyes tiredly. tyler closed his eyes as well, head thrown back on the seat as he sighed. "that sucked." he continued gruffly.

"that's an understatement." frances commented making logan chuckle in front of her. ashlyn just kept quiet and slowly took her boot off. her socks had already been torn off and blood seeped through the fabric. she groaned softly and closed her eyes, her hands massaging the sore spot on her foot.

suddenly, the noise from afar disappeared as they slowly got comfortable on the bus. ashlyn raised a brow and opened her eyes, "the banging stopped." she said out loud before slowly putting her boot back on.

aidhel slowly sat up and frowned, indeed it got quiet. tyler swatted his hand to brush it off, "it probably gave up.." tyler said but paused when he heard something. "or something?" he drawled out slowly. ashlyn froze before suddenly sitting up when her ears heard something.

the others had also perked up getting alarmed, if ashlyn reacts like that, it is not a good sign. suddenly, the bus shook as if someone had gotten on. they all froze because that could only mean one thing and they turned to the entrance with matching petrified looks.

entering the bus was the black monster from earlier. it seemed to grin when it saw the scared looks on their faces. taylor widened her eyes, "how?!" she exclaimed in pure shock as she stared at the monster. tyler immediately moved out of the seat and pulled her behind him. they all quickly moved out of their seats and huddled close together. frances gripped logan's hand and stood close to him. aidhel was now encaged behind aiden and ben while ashlyn was at front.

with every step forward the monster took is one step backward they did. until logan's back slowly hit the back of the bus. aidhel squirmed in between aiden and ben to hold ashlyn's hand. she knew that the girl was petrified right now and wanted nothing more but to comfort her. aiden looked down at his sister and put his arm out in front of her and used his other hand to hold ashlyn's arm.

"can we open the back door??" ashlyn called out, glancing at the back worriedly. sweat trickled down the side of her face, and her hands was slowly getting clammy but aidhel paid no mind. logan quickly turned to try and open the back door like ashlyn had said so but failed. seems like something was pressed up against the back of the bus. "its blocked!" he called back up to her.

frances frowned and crept closer to logan, sharing worried glances with the spectacled boy. "what do we do??" she asked out loud, her eyes darting back and forth to everyone that was infront of her. their crate of weapons was too far for them to reach. the monster was already too close to them, even if they attempt to distract it while someone else go for the crate, the situation is not sure to be harmless. its a risk they are not going to take.

"die?" aiden said bluntly as he stared at the monster with a nervous smile. aidhel turned her head at his brother and hit his shoulder, "aiden!" they all chorused out not liking his unserious answer one bit.

the monster seemingly tired of their antics, sprinted towards them with its claws high up in the air. they all let out high pitched screams and pressed on each other in fright. aiden clutched ashlyn and aidhel close to him. ashlyn just clenched her eyes shut and gripped onto aidhel's hand. ben held frances and logan closer to the group much like tyler did on the other side with aidhel and taylor, who hid in between the space of her brother and aidhel.

was this it? is this how they'll die?

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It’s Always Been You (2.0)

It’s Always Been You

(Kyoya x male reader story)

2 3 4

Background Info: 

Here’s the main things about my y/n, first off his mom runs multiple casinos well known across Japan. Y/n is roughly 16-17, and lives alone. 

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Chapter One -A New Host!-

  The marble walls shone and echo the steps of a particular brunette searching this seemingly endless high school. 

  After another failed attempt at finding a quiet place to study, it felt as if every room felt students doing everything except doing work, finding ways to waste the mounts of free time they possess.

  Finally, the now mildly annoyed brunette gets to a supposedly empty music room, having no other options left, they open the door.

They’re greeted by a burst of light accompanied with a rush of rose petals, and—

 “Welcome!” 

The brunette was greeted by the school's very own host club.

 “This is a host club?” The brown haired questioned

 Two ginger twins spoke ignoring the student. 

“Wow, it’s a boy!”

 “Hikaru, kaoru, I believe this young man is in the same class as you, isn’t he?” Kyoya asked, already knowing the answer.

 The twins thought a minute before dryly saying.

 “Yeah, but he’s shy. He doesn’t act very sociable, so we don’t know much about him.”

“Well that wasn’t very polite.”

 Kyoya ootori tilted his head studying the commor.

 “Welcome to the Ouran Host Club, Mr. Honor student.” Finally giving attention to the now very confused student.

 Before he could even respond, a now very eager blonde speaks.

    “What? You must be Haruhi Fujioka! You're an exceptional honor student we’ve heard about.” 

 Haruhi, very uncomfortable with the spotlight on him asks.

  “How do you know my name?” 

 “Well how wouldn’t we know about you?” Y/n asked Haruhi, clearly not getting through to him.

  “Why, you're infamous, it’s not every day that a commoner gains entrance into our academy.”  

 He continues,

  “You must have an audacious nerve to work hard enough to fight your way into this school as an honor student Mr. Fujioka.” Kyoya spoke clearly, hitting a nerve with Haruhi, who was barely processing anything.

“Well uh, thank you I guess” Haruhi was slowly getting a migraine at this point.

 The spotlight shifts over to the blonde.

 “You're welcome. You're a hero to other poor people, Fujioka. You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel at an elite private academy.” He now just prancing around, akin to a peacock.

 “It must be hard for you to constantly be looked down upon by others." 

 “I think you're taking this ‘poor’ thing too far.” Haruhi gets frustrated with the group.

 Tamaki ignores the feedback and keeps going.

“Spurned. Neglected. But that doesn’t matter now. Long live the poor! We welcome you, poor man, to our world of beauty.” Clearly not getting a hint.

 “I’m outta here.” Haruhi started to back away from the intrusive host club. 

 Mitsukuni starts going towards the fleeting brunette.

“Hey! Come back here Haru-chan! You must be like a superhero or something. That’s so cool!”

 Haruhi rebuttals.

 “I’m not a hero. And who are you calling ‘Haru-chan’?!” Haruhi has started to reach his limit with these rich people.

 Tamaki starts talking.

 “I never would’ve imagined the famous scholar would be so openly gay.” 

Y/n interjects.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” 

Haruhi, who would rather be anywhere but here, asked.

 “Openly, what?”

Tamaki ignoring Haruhi for the third time starts.

 “So tell me what kind of guys are you into.” Invading the personal space of a very shaken Haruhi.

 “Do you like the strong, silent type? The boy Lolita?” He gestured to the duo.

“How about the mischievous type, maybe the space cadet or the cool type.” 

Y/n looks at Kyoya who’s writing in his sleek black notebook.

“Really space cadet? I don’t think I’m that bad at focusing.” Y/n who is now picking at his bitten nails.

“Really now, what’s the honor student's name?” Kyoya closed his book focusing on him now.

“….” Y/n looks off to the side racking his brain for anything.

“It’s Haruhi.” Kyoya said plainly.

Y/n went back to listening to Tamaki and Haruhi, quietly accepting defeat.

 “Uh… I, uh… it’s not like that, I was just looking for a quiet place to study.” Stammered getting backed into a va corner.

 Tamaki is still not getting the hint. And getting even closer to Haruhi.

“Or maybe… You’re into a guy like me. What do you say?” Scaring Haruhi.

 “Wait the vas-” before Y/n could finish, the elegant blue and white vase shattered by the brunette, despite his attempts of saving.

“Never mind..” Y/n mumbled before getting overlooked by the twins.

 “Aww..” the twins whined, now towering over the distressed honor student.

Y/n starts.

 “We were supposed to feature that renaissance vase in the school's upcoming auction.” 

Kaoru adds.

“Oh, now you’ve done it, commoner. The bidding on that vase was supposed to start at eight million yen!”

 Haruhi, who is pale as a ghost, frantically runs the number through her head.

“Eight million yen!? How many thousand yen is that? How many thousands are in a million?”

“Uh I’m gonna have to pay you back…” defeat filling his entire body.

The twins adding salt to a wound, states.

“With what money? You can’t even afford a school uniform.”  Hitting the point home to an already stressed commoner.

“You're going to  end up paying us one way or another.” Y/n shrugs, thinking of other options.

“Well, what do you think we should do about this Tamaki?” Kyoya looked at Tamaki who is now dramatically sitting in a chair.

“There’s a famous saying you may have heard Fujioka, ‘when in Rome, you should do as the Romans do.’ Since you have no money, you can pay with your body. That means starting today, you’re the Host Club’s dog.”

Haruhi is now just a shell of a person, talking to himself over his current situation and comes of it.

Mitsukuni pokes Haruhi, no reaction.

“I think we killed him.” Y/n waves his hand over Haruhi’s blank face.

The next day….

   The sounds of chatter danced across the elegant walls, filled with girls who have too much time on their hands. And hosts who also have way too much time on their hands.

Tamaki is entertaining his usual customers, who are just hanging on to his every word. When a voice grabs his attention.

“May I have a word with you Tamaki?” Seika Ayanokoji spoke.

She continues. “I’ve recently heard the club is keeping a little kitten without a pedigree.” She spoke with underlying bitterness.

 “I don’t know if I’d call him that.” Tamaki responded.

Haruhi walks in the bustling room with a paper bag. Along with y/n, helping carry the extra groceries.

“Speak of the devil!” Tamaki declared.

“Thanks for doing the shopping little piglet. Did you get everything on the list?” Tamaki Turing his full attention on the male.

“What? Piglet?” Haruhi questioned.

 Tamaki snatched the bag out of Haruhi’s hand before inspecting a brown container.

“Hey, wait a minute, what’s this?” Tamaki studies the container, puzzled by it.

“Just what it looks like. It’s coffee” Haruhi deadpanned.

An unbelieving Tamaki inspects the suspicious coffee before speaking again.

“I’ve never seen this brand before. Is this the kind that’s already ground?” 

“What do you mean? It’s instant coffee.” Haruhi is baffled by the lack of awareness coming from the blonde.

The girls who’ve been listening the entire time but in.

“It’s instant?” 

“Tamaki, it’s the kind you add hot water to powder.” Y/n explains, before Tamaki could say anything.

 “I didn't know there was such a thing” a girl said in shock. Another girl joins in.

 “So it is true then. Poor people don’t have enough time to grind their own coffee beans” said as if it was a revolutionary concept.

Kyoya appears out of the blue and adds his thoughts.

 “Commoners are pretty smart.” 

Twins join in the chaos taking the instant coffee in their own hands.

“Hundred grams for three-hundred yen.” 

 “That’s a lot less than what we normally pay.”

Haruhi, fed up with the commotion over coffee, takes the coffee back.

“I’ll go back and get something else. Excuse me for not buying you guys expensive coffee.” Frustration leaking with every word. 

 But before Haruhi could do so, Tamaki stood with dozens of other eyes peering at the coffee.

“No, I’ll keep it.” He said, causing a multitude of gasps from the guests.

“ I’m going to give it a try.” Causing more shock throughout the pretentious group.

   “I will drink this coffee!” He stood lifting the coffee in the air. An array of applause erupted at Tamaki's display of bravery.

A dumb founded Haruhi stood there as he was made to make ‘commoners coffee’ for everyone. 

“I’ll help yo-“ y/n gets talked over by a bitter redhead.

“Oh Tamaki, now you’re taking the joke too far. Your palette won’t be able to stomach that crap. You don’t have to drink it just because he bought it.”

Haruhi paused and looked at the girl. But the redhead continued.

“Sorry I’m just talking to myself.” She said staring daggers at him

“Haruhi!” Tamaki called. Causing Haruhi to rush over to the demand of the group.

After a few minutes multiple teacups are placed before Tamaki and the rest.

“Let the tasting begin!”

As girls spoke their concerns with this mysterious instant coffee, Tamaki quickly charmed the girls out of their fear.

After everyone went back to their usual duties, leaving Haruhi and y/n watching everyone do their job.

“Shouldn’t you be entertaining your guests.” Haruhi look to see the twins doing their typical routine.

“I don’t have a lot of guests so most of the time I just end up doing nothing ” Y/n answered.

Mitsukuni walks in with Mori behind him. Causing Haruhi a lot of confusion. 

“Is that boy really a third year student?” 

“Honey-senpai may seem young and childish, but he's a prodigy.” Y/n said. 

Causing Kyoya to come out of his place of hiding.

“And mori-senpai’s allure is his strong and silent disposition.” Kyoya added 

“Uh..” Haruhi is barely understanding anything.

Mitsukuni grabs Haruhi’s attention.

“Haru-chan!”  

Causing Haruhi to yelp not expecting Honey-senpai.

“Hey Haru-chan, do you want to go and have some cake with me?” Honey asked, looking up at Haruhi.

“Thanks, but I don’t really like cake.” Haruhi stammered.

Honey holds up a pink fuzzy bunny up to Haruhi.

“Then how would you like to hold my bunny Usa-chan?” Honey gave the sweetest puppy eyes.

“I'm not into bunnies.” Haruhi politely declined.

“Are you saying you don’t like Usa-chan?” Honey looked as if he was about to cry.

“I- I guess he is kinda cute, huh?” 

The bunny gets shoved into Haruhi’s hands.

“Take care of him, okay?” Honey giggles before running off to cater to the guests.

Kyoya, without looking up from his book, starts talking again.

“You’ll notice that our club utilized each man’s unique characteristics to cater to the desire of the guests. Just so you know, Tamaki is number one around here, he's the king. His request rate is seventy percent.” 

“What’s this world coming to?” Haruhi exasperated.

Kyoya continues. 

 “And in order to pay back your eight million yen debt with us, you will act as the Ouran Host Club��s dog until you graduate.”

 “I’m sorry I mean errand boy, you can run away If you want Haruhi, but just so you know, my family employs a private police force of 100 officers. By the way, do you have a passport?” Kyoya looked up from his notebook.

“Huh?” 

Tamaki appears behind Haruhi,

“You're gonna have to work hard to pay off that debt. My little nerd~.” Tamaki cooed into Haruhi’s ear.

Haruhi understandably jumps up and backs away from the prince.

“Never do that again.” He said hyperventilating.

“Tamaki please don’t make me use a spray bottle again.” Y/n states pinching his eyes in frustration.

Tamaki once again ignores Y/n.

“You need a makeover or girls won’t ever look twice at you.”

 “Yeah well I’m not trying to get girls to look at me.” Haruhi argues with the dense blonde.

After Tamaki goes into a rant about how important it is to be a gentleman to the ladies and other nonsense, Haruhi speaks his reason why.

“ I just don’t think it’s that important.” Causing Tamaki to be more puzzled at the concept.

“Why should I care about appearances and labels anyway? I mean what really matters is what’s on the inside right? I don’t understand why you even have a host club like this.” Haruhi bluntly said, striking a nerve with Tamaki.

“Cruel reality isn’t it?” Tamaki asked.

After what felt like hours of a one sided debate, Haruhi finally stopped Tamaki.

“Oh did I strike a cord?” Tamaki smirked.

“Obnoxious!” Haruhi said, breaking the blondes heart.

Twins laughing came over to Haruhi.

“You’re a hero alright!” 

“ I’m sorry Senpai, but your lesson did strike a chord with me.” Haruhi politely explained. Causing Tamaki’s mood to boost up.

 “Really? It did? Let me show you more. My friend.” 

“He got over that quick.” 

“Boss?” The twins looked towards tamaki 

 “Call me king.” Tamaki corrected.

The twins carry on.

 “You can teach him the basics of hosting but.. he’s not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn’t look the part you know. He’s not exactly host club material.” The twins proceeded to remove the honor students' glasses.

 Revealing a gorgeous face behind the specs.

“Hey! I need those. I used to have contacts but I lost them on the first day of school.” Haruhi explained but it came to deaf ears.

Tamaki snapped his fingers.

“Hikaru, Kaoru.”

“Got it!”

 The twins ran off while Tamaki sent out more orders.

“Kyoya, my hairstylist. Mori senpai, go to the eye doctor and get him contact lenses.”

As the others went off it left y/n and Honey-senpai left.

“What about us Tama-chan?” Honey asked innocently.

“Honey senpai.” Tamaki said.

“Yes sir!” Honey responded.

“You…go have some cake”

“Looks like it’s just me and you-…” y/n starts but honey-senpai is off sadly eating cat with Usa-chan.

“Never mind… I guess.”

The twins come back and throw Haruhi into a changing room along with the purple uniform. Causing the twins to get thrown out by Haruhi. 

 Everyone gathered around the changing room waiting with bated breath until-

“Um, senpai?”

“Aren’t you done changing yet?” Tamaki asked.

“Are you sure it’s really okay for me to keep this uniform?” Haruhi is fidgeting with the cuffs on his sleeves.

Tamaki rushes closer to Haruhi along with everyone else.

“Cute! You're as pretty as a girl! Adorable!” Tamaki said tears welled in his eyes.

“You think he knows?” Y/n questioned tilting his head towards Kyoya.

“Highly unlikely.” He said

“Haru-chan you look so cute!”

“If we had known that’s how you really look… we would’ve helped you way sooner.” The twins say, looking at the new Haruhi.

“Who knows, maybe he’ll draw in some new customers.” Kyoya chimes in.

“ You know, that’s just what I was thinking. Our errand boy is moving up in the ranks. Starting today, you are an official member of the Host Club. I will personally train you to be a first-rate host. If you can get 100 customers to request your service, we will completely forget about your eight million debt!”

“A host?” Haruhi is shocked at what is happening.

Haruhi is now at a table surrounded by girls, getting asked a multitude of questions. At the start he stumbles through, really unsure of what to do. After a while Haruhi starts talking about his long gone mom, which causes the girls to grow emotional and become attached to the new host.

Tamaki is spying on Haruhi over the sofa blatantly ignoring his guests. 

“Why is he so popular?” Tamaki question.

“He’s a natural.” Kyoya calmly spoke.

“No training needed.” Y/n agreed.

“Unlike you y/n.” The twins teased.

“I wasn’t that bad on my first day!” Y/n argued. The twins have a knowing glance and started laughing.

A familiar voice breaks Tamaki’s attention.

“Have you forgotten about me?” Seika said, jealousy painted over her face.

Tamaki quickly regained composure, and responded.

“Oh, no. Sorry princess. I’m just a little concerned about our newest host.”

Her eyes narrow and look at the host.

“Well that’s obvious Tamaki. You sure have been keeping an eye on him.” Her tone grew more bitter.

“Of course I have to. I’m training him to be a gentleman like me!” He declares. 

 The other girls giggle and Tamaki calls over Haruhi.

Haruhi excuses himself and goes to Tamaki. 

“What’s up?”

“I'd like you to meet someone. This is my regular guest, Princess Ayanokoji.”

He gestures towards the girl.

“Miss, it's a pleasure to meet you.” He politely smiled.

Tamaki fussed over Haruhi again but this time refusing to let go despite the protests from the male.

 Causing Haruhi to call out for Mori-senpai’s help.

Mori rushes over to the two and swiftly lifts Haruhi away from Tamaki. Surprising Haruhi in the process.

 “Mori-senpai you really didn’t have to go that far.”

“Come on little one, let daddy give you a hug!” Tamaki is now back to babying Haruhi.

“I’ve already got a dad, I don't need another one!”

Later on the next day the club continues except now with the lack of Haruhi.

 And as you would expect Tamaki is worried, and asking all of the hosts on the whereabouts of him yet to no luck. 

 Finally he asked y/n.

“I believe he’s looking for his bag last time I checked.”

  Tamaki runs off to look for him.

Y/n look around the room for a host who isn’t busy. As luck would have it the twins were free.

“Hikaru, Karuo! Wanna play cards?” Y/n called out to the two.

 They walked over as Y/n set up the game.

“What do you want to bet with this time?” Y/n said finishing dealing the cards.

After a few rounds, the twins grew bored and ended up wandering off to do who knows what.

The end of the day comes and y/n packs up and starts to head home. But as y/n went by the crystal windows he saw Haruhi and Tamaki in the school pond drenched in water with Haruhi’s bag emptied across the water. He smiled and continues his walk.

 Haruhi is now stuck hosting with the redhead girl. The tension was deathly uncomfortable. It was clear to anyone they didn’t like each other.

Glass shattered along with screams.

“No, Haruhi! Leave me alone! Somebody help, he just attacked me!” She whined, causing the entire room to look at her and Haruhi who is now on top of her.

“Somebody do something! Teach this commoner a lesson!” She yells more.

The twins pour water on the two, shutting the princess up.

“Why did you do that? Do something, Tamaki, Haruhi just assaulted me!” She tried putting on the victim act.

“I’m disappointed in you. You threw his bag into the pound, didn’t you?” Tamaki said no longer having his usual cheerful smile.

She was taken aback and try to turn things around.

“You don’t know that. Do you have any proof I did?” She argued the act slowly slipping 

As he finally kicked her out permanently, the last people now in the room after all this was just the hosts.

  Tamaki turns to Haruhi who is still soaked in water.

“Hmmm.. now how am I going to punish you after all it is your fault. I got it! Your quota is now 1000!”

“Haruhi here kyoya helped me get another uniform” y/n hands Haruhi the bag. “Sorry it might not be your style but it's better than nothing!”

 Haruhi goes and changes to the new uniform.

Tamaki went off to bring Haruhi towels, clearing thinking this was a bright idea.

“Wait, should we send him to help Haruhi?” 

“He needs to find out one way or another.” 

“But I mean-“

Screams erupt from the other room, it seems like he found out.

Nothing Haruhi is saying is going through to Tamaki. But Tamaki flushes when he hears Haruhi compliment him.

Kyoya turns to y/n

“Now I may be wrong but I think we may be witnessing the beginning of love here.” 

 Y/n smiled.

“To be fair I think it started well before he found out.” 

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Note: Hi I’m back from the dead!

Sorry for being gone for like a year but here we go

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Day 2 - Accidental

yaaaay this prompt request came from @awkwardtickleetoo! it was most likely when I needed to fill a few last ones and we decided on himbros! a duo I love that I don't write nearly enough, so maybe this will change that? sooo yeah, enjoy :D

tickletober prompts here 🎃

(lee!Punz / ler!Foolish : 841 words)

“Why did I agree to do this?” Punz grunted under his breath, leaning forward in his chair to get closer to the screen as his character creeped around the corner, half expecting to get jumpscared and going tense, even when nothing happened. 

Looking over his shoulder at the blonde, Foolish chuckled to himself as he watched Punz’s character sprint down the hallway, only to be suddenly chased by a big green alligator wearing star sunglasses. Punz let out a shriek, somehow managing to maneuver away from the danger. He sat back in his chair when he was finally safe in the game, letting out a sigh of relief. 

Foolish rolled his eyes at the dramatics as Punz slapped a hand over his chest, throwing his head back against his seat and squeezing his eyes shut as he regulated his breathing from the adrenaline running through his system at the jumpscare. The brunette smirked, a plan to scare Punz forming in his brain as he slowly stood up from the chair that was out of frame from the stream. 

“Yeah yeah, give me a second.” Punz groaned as he cracked an eye open to read his chat, undoubtedly telling him to suck it up and continue. Foolish took a few slow steps forward, careful not to make any noise or draw attention to himself. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in as Punz closed his eyes again, giving Foolish the perfect opportunity to pounce. 

“WAKE UP!” Foolish screamed, grabbing at Punz’s shoulders and squeezing rapidly. A squeal escaped the blonde as he slid down in his seat, kicking his legs out and banging his shoes against the ground at the feeling. He broke out into high pitched giggles before he successfully peeled the grabby hands away from his body. He held them tightly above him, leaning his head back until he made eye contact with the offender.

“Whahat the fuck was thahat?!” Punz shouted, his cheeks glowing bright red. Foolish giggled at the reaction, raising his eyebrows and tilting his head slightly before continuing. 

“What the fuck was that?” Foolish countered through his laughter, both boys knowing he meant the outburst Punz had displayed just moments ago. “You did way more than you needed to just then, that was such an overreaction! What even happened?” 

“Nothing! Fuck off, Foolish, I’m streaming!” Punz shot up as he suddenly remembered he had hundreds of eyes watching him through computer screens, blushing deeper at the realization. He surged forward to switch the camera off but Foolish was faster, gripping both of Punz’s biceps and pulling him back against his chair. This made the blonde immediately burst into giggles again, scrunching his shoulders up before Foolish could even move his hands back towards his shoulders. “Foolish! S-Seriously, stohop!” 

“Tell me what happened, Punz,” Foolish wormed his hands between Punz’s neck and shoulders, his smile growing bigger when Punz’s laughter turned frantic. He wiggled his fingers experimentally, giggling with excitement when Punz began to plead and protest through his squeals. “No fucking way! This tickles you?” 

“Nohohoho! Foolish- Foolish stohop!” 

“Nah, this is more fun than sitting in the corner, sorry Punz.” 

“Buhut I’m streheheaming!” Punz pleaded, bringing his hands up to cover the growing blush that was spreading all over his face. Foolish spent a few more seconds tickling the poor boy, finishing it off with some torturous squeezes that made Punz let out a high pitched shriek- one that he knew would be instantly clipped and shared for the whole of the internet to see. He whined through his laughter at the thought, sliding down in his chair as much as he could until Foolish finally relented, letting Punz sink to the ground in a ball of giggles. 

“That was fun, huh?” Foolish giggled, leaning down and giving Punz a few playful pats on the back. He stood back up, flashing the webcam a smile and waving at the computer screen. “Hi chat! Hope you enjoyed the show!”

Punz groaned in response, still giggling and hiding his face out of embarrassment. He heard Foolish make his way back across the room to resume whatever he had been doing, and after a few minutes of trying to regain his composure, he climbed back into his chair to continue the game. He pressed the backs of his hands against his eyes to rub away the tears that he prayed nobody saw and tried to pretend like the last five minutes didn’t happen for the rest of the stream. 

Later on that night, his phone went off with a discord notification. He felt his cheeks heat up once again when he saw it was Foolish, sending him clip after clip of the tickle torture he had endured earlier in the day. Punz rolled his eyes, letting out a low growl and dropping his phone against his pillow. He decided to ignore Foolish for now and began plotting his revenge, getting himself ready to take the brunette apart the second he saw him next.

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5 times gabby didn't realize kelly and matt were dating (and 1 time she did) - FINAL PART

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pairing - m. casey x k. severide

rating - teen and up (unrequited love, implied sexual content, hurt/comfort, minor violence, kidnapping, happy ending)

word count - 2,745

summary - for part six: andddd the final chapter. what could possibly be the next adventure for this duo? is Gabby still clueless or will she finally come around?

a/n: we do a little 'napping. time to pick on matt!

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"Hey, sweetheart." Kelly purrs, flopping on the couch and throwing an arm around his boyfriend.

Matt slowly looks up from his paperwork; his eyebrows furrowed together in a blatant show of judgment. "Alright, what is happening. The last time you called me that, you had accidentally bought a car."

Kelly smiles a little wider. "Do you want to go out for dinner tonight?"

The Captain sets his files down beside him and shifts his body to face Kelly. "Yeah, could be fun. Should we go to Molly's or maybe that one trivia bar? I could call Brett-"

"No, let's go somewhere new, just us." The other starts to play with the hair at the base of Matt's neck. "Maybe a fancy, romantic dinner? Think about it, the last few months have been consumed by my injury. When's the last time we had fun?"

Matt pauses. "Well, two weeks ago, we had some wine, and I think you were pretty happy about it." He glances down casually and squeezes the hand suddenly on the brunette's thigh.

Kelly hums, remembering. "Mmm, yeah. I would still like to go out. What do you think?" He pulls Matt onto his lap, linking their fingers together.

"Sure, sounds fun. Where do you wanna go, exactly?"

"Oh, no, it's going to be a surprise. Gotta keep you guessing."

Matt smirks, pressing closer. "Okay. Then you better be ready for heart-racing, bed-breaking, ecstasy-type- fun." He delivered each hyphenated phrase with a sultry breath and an inch forward.

Kelly just looked at him. "Jesus, Matt. I don't know if we'll make it that far. You are really sexy when you wanna be, did you know that?"

The blonde laughed, pulling his partner in for a suave kiss.

Matt slipped off the taller's lap, grabbing his files to place them on the kitchen island.

"I'm gonna change quick. After that, I have to pick up something from a friend, and then I'll come back to pick you up. 'Kay? Dress nice." Kelly spoke, already walking towards their bedroom.

Matt nodded his acknowledgment before burying himself into the paperwork again.

-

A bell dinged as Kelly entered the jewelry store, glancing around for his favorite attendant. "Ah, Mr. Severide. I was wondering when you were going to come back. Have you finally decided?"

He sighed in relief. "Kenny. Yes, I have. The light silver band, did you hold it for me?"

"Against my better judgment, yes. I just like you, Mr. Severide."

Severide grinned. "Kenny, stop. I'm practically an engaged man."

Kenny smiled back. "Let me get that ring for you, sir."

-

Hours later, after a fancy, romantic dinner, with expensive champagne and delicious food, Kelly and Matt are walking down a well-lit path close to the loft. The blonde is cuddling his partner's arm, their hands locked at Kelly's side.

"Mmm, I missed this," Matt says, tightening his grip slightly.

"Missed what?"

"Just us. It's been crazy these past few months with your injury and work. It felt like any time we wanted to be alone, there was this third person in the room, making it awkward."

"Let me guess, the sprained ankle? I couldn't walk for days." Kelly smirked down at Matt.

"Ugh, whatever."

Kelly stopped in the middle of a clearing, a quiet road a few feet away. He put a knuckle under Matt's chin, tilting it a little. "No, I know what you mean. I felt the same way. But we got over it, right? We're here now-"

They heard screeching up the street, like tires leaving marks on the asphalt. Matt left Kelly's grasp and walked forward, more into the light of a street lamp. The noise continued to get closer. Suddenly, the vehicle came into sight, a white van.

Matt shrugged and turned away from the street. When it came to an aggressive halt, two men slammed open the side door to step down from it.

"Matt!" Kelly immediately started rushing forward, but the men in black hoodies and ski masks already had their hands on Matt, pulling him into the van.

The blonde started to fight against them, but the taller pulled out a cloth and put it over his face. His eyes started drooping as the door closed behind them.

"Go, go!" The vehicle took off, barrelling down the street as Kelly ran behind it.

"Matt!!"

-

"I'm sorry, what?" Boden asked.

"Matt got kidnapped! Right in front of me! I didn't even get to fight the dogs that took him." Severide started to break down. "He's gone, he's gone. My whole world is gone." Wet streaks began to run down his face.

Boden sat him down on a nearby bench in Voight's office. "Alright, Kelly. Deep breaths. Why don't you start over?"

Severide sniffed. "I wanted to propose tonight." He looked up with watery eyes. "We went out to this fancy restaurant and had a romantic dinner. It was perfect. And then we were walking in the park near our apartment-" A fresh wave of tears cut the man off as he sobbed quietly.

"Severide, we can't find Casey unless you give us all the details." Voight reminded him.

Jay offered him a tissue box before leaning against the desk.

Severide recovered somewhat and continued. "We heard this screeching up the street, and then this white van came into view." He paused, closing his eyes. "And they took him. Two guys, average build. Ski masks and everything. They even had chloroform. I, um, got a partial license plate." He pulled out a scrap of paper and handed it to Jay. It was four symbols long. 5B7I

"Thank you, Severide."

Voight spoke up. "Was there anything unusual about them - tattoos, did they speak, stuff like that?"

"I was a little busy watching my boyfriend get kidnapped." Severide snapped.

"Just trying to get it while it's fresh in your mind," Jay said gently before laying a hand on Voight's forearm, shooting him a disapproving look. The Seargent mouthed a 'What' back.

"No, I told you everything I noticed."

"Okay, thank you again, Severide. This should be good information to get started with. Chief Boden, why don't you take him for a cup of coffee?"

Boden sighed. "Yeah, come on, Kelly." He put a hand on his lieutenant's shoulder, ready to pick him up off the bench.

"No."

"Kelly?" Boden questioned.

"I'm not going anywhere while my Matt is still out there. You're gonna let me help you, or I'm gonna help myself." Severide stared Voight in the eye as he stood.

The Sergeant sighed. "Look. I don't want to step on your toes, but this isn't exactly your area of expertise."

"I know, but. Just- let me help. Because if I don't find Matt, if I don't get him back-" Severide started to choke up again. "My life will be over. I won't-"

Voight didn't say anything for a few seconds. "Fine."

-

The last thing Casey remembers was seeing Kelly's face as he ran towards the Captain. He shook awake with the moment still imprinted on the whites of his eyes and was greeted by a dim room. He was sitting on a metal chair facing a blacked-out window. Pulling on his wrists made ropes tighten against Casey's arms. He groaned in frustration when the same happened with his legs.

"Hello?" He called out. "You're not scaring me! I like being tied up!" Which was untrue, but they didn't need to know that.

A man with unkempt hair and a 5'clock shadow emerged from the semi-darkness. "So, you're Kelly's new boyfriend."

Casey's eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm sorry, who are you?"

"Eric Sutton. Kelly never mentioned me?" Eric's sinister smile drooped slightly.

"Was he supposed to?"

"We dated for almost two years. I imagine it would have come up." Casey analyzed the man, noticing the imprint of a switchblade in his left pocket. "My hair used to be lighter, if that helps."

"Nothing comes to mind."

Eric sighs, disappointed. "Well, it doesn't matter. You will have to remember me after this."

"What are you gonna- " Casey is cut off by a powerful punch to his jaw. He tastes copper as another fist is driven into his stomach. Tears spring to the blonde's eyes as the chair tips to the right and falls. Eric starts kicking him in the gut, barely missing his crotch.

"See how Kelly likes you now." The man says before Casey blacks out.

-

"Okay, first, who would kidnap Matt and why? Does he have any enemies who might want him dead?" Voight asked Severide.

"Well, it's Matt; he has a tendency to rub people the wrong way." Severide took a drink of coffee, accenting the shaking in his hands. "He thought he had a stalker, though. Said a couple of times earlier this week he would see an unmarked white van outside before it drove away."

Jay's ears perked up. "Yeah, Matt called me and asked me to look into that. I hadn't gotten anywhere."

Voight nodded solemnly. "Did we get a hit on the license plate yet?" He asked his partner.

A small ding answered the Seargent's question. "Registered to a Simon Towers. Two priors: attempted kidnapping and aggravated assault. Ooo, and he had a partner for both of them: James Towers." Jay looked at the man standing over him.

"Brothers." He scoffed.

"Address is in West Englewood."

"Let's go."

-

"Alright, Boden, Severide, stay in the car; we'll be right back." The brunette said, glancing in the rearview mirror as he and Voight exited the vehicle.

The officers pulled their guns and stood on opposite sides of the doorway.

"On my count, one, two, three."

Jay kicked open the front door, immediately scanning the first room with his gun raised. "Clear." He called. Voight entered then, moving forward into what looked like a kitchen. They cleared the entire first floor and were making their way up the stairs when they heard a thump. On the right side of the house, garbage cans were kicked over as whoever fell was trying to flee. Jay made it out a side door and gave chase.

"Hey!" He shouted. Severide, much closer to the running man, flung open his door, whacking one of the brothers flat on his ass. Jay just got over to the felon as Voight exited the house, leading a man in handcuffs.

-

Casey spits out more blood, watching Eric take his phone from his pocket. "What do you want? Money?"

Eric laughs. "No, honey, I just want to see Kelly suffer. Should we call him? What's your password?"

"I think you broke my arm." The Captain says.

"Oh, don't be such a baby." Eric faces the phone to Casey's face. It unlocks with a quiet click. "Wow, didn't expect that to work. Alright, Kelly, Kelly." He scrolls through the other's contact list, pressing the video call button when he finds Kelly.

Kelly blinks twice when he sees Casey's profile picture pop up on his phone.

"Who's that?" Boden asks.

"It's Casey; he's trying to video call me."

"I'm gonna get Voight."

The Chief comes back with Voight and Jay before Severide answers the phone. The Seargent instructs Severide to face away from the inside of the station and not to talk like anyone else is there.

"Matt, baby, are you okay?" Severide says, practically hysterical.

"Hi, Kelly." Eric appears on the screen, grinning wide.

"Eric? What the hell? Where is Matt?" Severide starts to ball one of his fists.

"Oh, he's right here, sweetheart." Eric turns the phone, snuggling up against Casey so the firefighter can see them both. "Remember when you broke up with me, and I said if you ever find another boyfriend, I'll kill him?"

Casey's eyes widen as he struggles against the tape across his mouth. "I really don't."

"Well, guess what I'm going to do." He pulls out his switchblade and playfully drags it across the blonde's throat before the call ends.

"No!" Severide exclaims, putting his head in his hands.

Voight storms back to the interrogation room and slams his fists on the table. "Where is your boss?!" He yells. The brothers - with fear in their eyes - start to talk quickly.

He re-enters the large room and grabs hold of Severide's shoulder, dragging him to the car as the others follow. Jay calls for backup on the drive as the sirens blare out. Soon enough, they are pulling up to an abandoned building.

Voight instructs the other officers to go around the back as they surround the property. He looks to Severide, who is leaning against the car. "Stay back, okay?"

Positioning himself on the side of the doorway, the man holds up his radio. "On my count, one, two, three." The Sergeant enters the building with the others and raises his gun. Severide is a few steps behind him. Within minutes, after maneuvering many empty rooms, the pair stumbles upon a large room.

Eric stands over Casey with his knife raised. "Eric Sutton!" Jay calls. "Put the knife down!"

"Now, why would I do that?" He brings his arm down just as a shot rings out. Casey falls with Eric, landing in his pooling blood. Still strapped to the chair, he can't move away from the liquid soaking into the blonde's clothes. The wound on his neck from the other's knife starts to leak as Kelly runs up to Matt. Matt's eyes slip closed as he feels Kelly's fingers on his face.

-

"Well, Matt. We have to stop meeting like this." Doctor Halstead said, fixing Matt's IV drip as he slowly opened his eyes.

Matt blinked blurrily, looking around the room for Kelly. "Where's-"

"Severide? He went out for some ice. I'm sure he'll be back soon." Doctor Halstead smiled.

"How long have I been here?" Matt asked, sitting up on the bed.

"Few hours. Broken arm and a few cuts and bruises. Plus a black eye. Severide was really worried about you."

"Thank you, Doctor." He left, giving Matt a little wave.

Eventually, Kelly came back and almost dropped his ice cup as he saw the Captain's weak smile. "Matt! You're awake!"

"Hey, baby."

Kelly rushed forward and dragged him into a long kiss. He pulled back reluctantly, pressing their foreheads together. "I thought I lost you."

"I'm here."

"I thought I was never gonna see you again; I thought I was never going to kiss you again; I thought I lost you." Tears sprung from Kelly's eyes.

"I'm here, Kelly. I'm not going anywhere." Matt reassured him, eyes boring into his own, green on green. "Kiss me."

The brunette did as Matt pulled him onto the bed, and they laid together, sharing soft kisses.

Minutes later, the firehouse got there - minus Gabby and Sylvie, giving Matt hugs and clutching their hearts in relief.

As the crews got caught up in their talking, Severide cleared his throat. "Uh, Matt. I have something to ask, and I think this is the best time, in front of the house. In front of our family." Kelly glanced at Boden, and he nodded.

Matt tilted his head slightly.

Gabby and Sylvie finally snuck in as everyone's eyes were on Kelly and Matt.

The lieutenant took his partner's hand. "We've had a lot of scary experiences lately, and I just can't stand not having my forever on your finger anymore."

"Kelly. What are you doing?" Matt asked, his voice breaking.

Kelly laughed slightly, pulling out a box from his jacket pocket. Everyone gasped.

"What's happening?" Gabby whispered to her friend. Sylvie shushed her.

Severide popped the ring box open. "Matthew Casey, you are the air I breathe, the food I eat, the water I drink. Yours are the lips I kiss; yours is the body I worship." The house groaned at that. Kelly rolled his eyes before continuing. "Yours are the eyes I adore. Matt, you are everything to me. Will you-"

"Yes, yes, Kelly Severide, yes! I'll marry the hell out of you." Kelly grinned and roughly kissed his new fiance.

"When did this become a thing?" Gabby asked Sylvie, pulling her back from the group flocking the couple.

"Severide and Casey have been dating for months. How did you not know this? They told everyone at once."

"I must not have been there. I- are you serious?"

"Yes? They just got engaged, do you need any more proof?" Sylvie sassed, going up to congratulate her friends.

"I love you," Kelly sweetly whispered before kissing his partner again.

"I know," Matt whispered back.

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A special gift for my friend @lidensword and the very special day!!!! :)) Have an amazing day (well, it’s almost the end but I hope it was awesome!!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻 since you mentioned Sergei meeting the others being his favorite moment I had to draw something related … ✨✨

Alsooo…. I have another gift for you, but it’s not finished yet!! So I am going to show you a sneak peek.. 👀👀

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“May I ask why you are carrying Louis and Gustave?”

The blonde soldier looked back at the slightly taller man in front of him, who gave him interrogative eyes. He was trying to appear as composed as he could, but Étienne knew how to recognize his boyfriend’s facial expressions— and right now he could easily notice how wrinkles appeared in the corners of Nikolai’s eyes. How his brows were slightly furrowed, something that the blonde easily recognized as amusement if he took his small smile into account.

He replaced the still collapsed Louis on his shoulder properly before answering to his boyfriend.

“Well… zhey managed to knock zhemselves out. And I am going to put zhem in a safer place.”

Gustave groaned upon hearing that, half conscious. He may or may not have retorted something, but it was unintelligible considering the fact that he was still facing the ground. Étienne was dragging him.

And anyway, Étienne wouldn’t have listened to him at this point.

“Vhat happened?” The said man asked, letting out a huff, which confirmed his amusement.

“No one really knows what iz going on in zheir damned heads. I once thought Louis would be able to handle Gustave, but it turns out zhat zhey are both worsening zhe other.” Nikolai laughed.

“It seems dhat we both have our own chaotic duo to handle.”

The blonde couldn’t help but smile at the small mention of Dimitri and Sergei, two Russians soldiers who were competing for the category of the most disastrous persons against Louis and Gustave. It was a close match.

Étienne shifted to put Louis better on his shoulder, as he was sliding down. “Where are zhey?”

“Dimitri went away wit’ dhat American general.” He replied, gesturing towards the gardens of the museum. “And Vasily is watching over Sergei so he doesn’t burn dhe place down.”

“At least you will be able to relax tonight…”

Nikolai seemed to consider talking again, as he walked towards Gustave to free his boyfriend from half of the weight. He grabbed the redhead by the waist and raised it to put him on his shoulder. The blonde thanked him and sighed in relief before Nikolai decided to say what he wanted to say.

“I was hoping we could spend some time togedher, but I can see dhat you are rather busy.”

“Ah.” Étienne nodded. “I think I can manage to free myself. Let me just put zhese two somewhere safe, where zhey won’t find anything to cause a mess.”

Nikolai tilted his head with a hum, ignoring Gustave’s now incoherent babble. “Dhat’s underestimating them.”

“I’m not getting paid enough for zhat.”

“No way… are you being paid?” The Russian joked while the other shook his head.

“With recognition, I suppose. The Emperor even asked me to keep an eye on zhem if he iz not around.”

“A sign dhat he trusts you to watch over a member of his family.”

Étienne looked at his boyfriend, eyebrows raised, before eyeing the said member of the family who was still unconscious on his shoulder. He could be glad that Louis was not aware of being transported like that, unlike his best friend who was now attempting to untie Nikolai’s hair as a sign of discontent. He sighed, a smile on his lips.

“I hope he wouldn’t mind zhe way I carry him then.”

“He probably won’t—“ the brunette felt that his hair had been successfully untied by the redhead. “Эй ! Gustaf!”

“Non non non, Gustave, you stop zhat. You stop, arrête, bon sang!” The blonde soldier walked towards him and hit the other’s hand to make him give back his hair tie.

Gustave seemed to have another plan in mind. He kept the object in his hands, and when Étienne hit his hand, he threw it as far as he could— which ended up being a few centimeters away.

Not only that!, but the hair tie fell down immediately on the blonde’s palm. He chuckled, glad to not have to fight with him this time.

“Here.” Étienne put Louis down for a moment, while he was tying back the Russian’s hair.

“Oh, thank you!”

“Étienne, Nikolai… I’m starting to get sea sick from up here..” the redhead complained with a nauseous tone, before noticing his best friend on the ground. “Oh… Louis… hey… wake up… Louiiiis…” he tried to grip his best friend, whom of course he couldn’t reach.

“Gustave, stop moving, you are making it difficult to not drop you.”

“Nikolai is right.”

“My dignity is forever compromised…”

The blonde finished tying his boyfriend’s hair, and he put a hand on Gustave’s back. “Your dignity has been compromised for a while now. Let’s go.”

Nikolai nodded, while the Frenchman got Louis back on his shoulder again.

Fortunately for them, Gustave had stopped complaining and was playing with Nikolai’s uniform instead, and they both could walk towards the Russian exhibition room— as they agreed they could ask Vasily to watch over them too until they both woke up.

When the door opened, they realized that they were entering a war scene.

Kazimir was shouting something in Russian, that of course Nikolai managed to understand — yet he wished he couldn’t. He apparently went berserk but the reason couldn’t be seen in the room. Vasily was in front of him, a hand firmly put on the man’s shoulder to calm him down and probably hold him there. What was he doing here? Wasn’t he supposed to handle Sergei? And where in the whole goddamn museum was Sergei?

The brunette sighed, that was something that needed to be taken care of. And unfortunately, this was going to infringe on the time he wanted to spend with Étienne.

Nikolai looked at his boyfriend with an apologetic face, and the blonde immediately understood. He took his hand to show that he didn’t mind.

This was the moment both Gustave and Vasily chose to talk.

“Oh! Eh! Attends!! What’s happening? Hey! Nikolai!!”

“Nikolai. Thank God you’re here.”

“Drop me, I wanna go see—“ the redhead continued, now poking his back in order to convince him, like that would even work.

“Hello Étienne, I’m sorry to bother you two.” Vasily added.

The Russian soldier nodded, knowing very well that it wasn’t his fault. With only one glance at the blonde, they understood themselves.

Étienne grabbed back Gustave, much to his annoyance to be held back from the seemingly interesting situation, and he walked away from the room, with a smile towards his boyfriend. That hurt him to not being able to spend more time with the Russian, but he knew the way things were.

He closed the door behind him, but the three Russians could still hear Gustave’s complaints.

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And here it was!!!

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The Red & Purple Duo

I created cUZ helloooo I love playing around with dynamics. As we know Mia got her hubby Nikolai and Ethan got his wifey Liane…so let's put theses ladies up to the test.

Friends: Amelia Morse-Parker & Liane Felton

Sum it up -> Mia was supposed to go on a simple mission to get insight on this rich man, Ivan Trask, but her usual players had work to do. Melissa was stuck with beating a systemic grid and Nikolai was on the field in mother Russia with Marlene. She decided she wanted to go in alone as an undercover, Widowed Wife, but Hill knew she needed backup. Which lead her to this very moment..

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She flipped around the sheets of paper sitting in front of her as her gaze fell back and forth onto the sliver dollar laced gun. She bit her bottom lip and squealed under her breath, taking the gun in hand.

"Liane. Agent Liane..of uh, SHIELD." Said the blonde pointing the gun then standing up from the chair, "Oh? Is that right? You think this is funny?"

She pointed the gun back and forth talking with the wall as if it was a bad guy. "H-how's this for a comedy? Huh?..h-you-you..i'mma gonna tear you in half and-" She stuttered trying to find the right words to say.

Suddenly the door behind her slammed shut as she screamed in fear facing the short brunette who was dressed in a black jeans, a navy blue t-shirt and ruby red necklace. She had a deadpan look on her face completely done with her bullshit as she huffed holding back an eye roll.

"AR-are you-? I'm armed here." She explained holding the gun sitting back down.

She removed the gun out of her hand and replied, "Don't be."

"Why did you have it out in the first place? Not very smart leaving your gun out.."

"I WANTED-I wanted to see how long you'll last."

"What? H-how did I do?"

"Less than 7 minutes. Somewhat better than I expected. Where did we spend our honeymoon?"

Amelia wasn't trilled with this whole plan. She would've gone with Ward or Daisy, if Nikolai wasn't available, they were busy dealing with missions for Coulson. Something about a gas fire. Again, she wished she could've done this alone. But she wasn't allowed.

Liane hummed, "God..is everything a test with you, Parker? Lighten up! Or in my case, you need a little fire to fix this."

"Funny." She said pointing to the papers, "Honeymoon? Where?"

"Bail. It was gorgeous! I was wearing a sundress and-"

"Where we did we meet?"

"Uh..recorded store? Ugh, why did it have to be a record store? Who picked that location? Romanoff?"

"Felton. Focus. Which side of the car you in?"

"Whatever side you say I get. Cause I love to drive shotgun! And your the passage princess."

Liane stood up with a giggle then sat down, deciding to lean against the table and bop her nose with her long purple nails. She was rambling on and on about something as well. Amelia just rolled her eyes, "Liane. It would be nice if you stick to the script."

She giggled bopping her nose and teasing her with a smile, "Lovey dovey car with you brought me for my birthday! And we did all the shopping we can and.."

"Well, I'm gonna die. We're gonna walk in and five seconds later just straight up dead.." Amelia added, pushing the blonde's hand away from her.

"We're gonna die cause I didn't remember the name of your childhood dog? That's not how this works. I should know my parents were married for a long time."

"And they hated each other. I saw the reports. You have no idea how this works!"

"I know how this works, okay? They're not gonna tie me up to some freaking chair and ask me the name of your childhood doggie! I mean come on..you seem like you never had one."

"You have to know a good crunch of the facts! Married people do that from the smallest thing to the biggest one."

"No they don't! They do this! We're not gonna die because we're not gonna in there with some lame story on how we met and how we are like two people in love. No, they are gonna walk in there and see you are some overcontroling OCD spor freaking and I'm too much of a flake to tell the difference. And we got together way too early for our liking. So we're stuck together now!"

"Mhm hmm."

"And I left a really good design job for this. As I was dishing tables and painting nails at a salon now like in my favorite movie. And the wedding was tiny. I wanted some big and landfill of glamour items but you wanted something smaller."

"Big weddings are too much money..as if I would spend a lot of time planning one."

"And I know you spelt with one of the grooms-Ohh maybe it was a bridesmaids? That would be a good cover story!"

"Well, I was marrying you, so I must've been very drunk. And blacked out the next day."

The two were standing up at this point as they were talking to one another.

Liane crossed her arms with a squeal and thought, "It was Patrick or Daphne wasn't it? They would love to have that over my head."

Amelia scoffed and looked up at her, "Daphne and Patrick must be nice people. Listening to me as I had to be stuck with you. They cared when I talked about going to the pound to pick up my first ever dog...uh.."

"Snuffles! Hehe I remembered and you didn't. And I am a good partner for you to have during this mission. I know a lot about events and everything."

"I doubt it. But sure."

"We got this wired down. It aint on the paper, just you and me faking this whole gig."

"God helps us all."

"No one can fake this kinda hate you have for me. D-do you hate me?"

"Ain't telling."

She half smile then her faced returned to a deadpanned look. Liane could tell was hiding something, she knew her husband was gone a mission god knows where and wasn't able to say anything about it. She giggled to herself. But she didn't saying anything to Mia about it unless brought up later.

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