#ya kiss wherever you can kiss uwu

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Requested by @omni-present-god-send I believe? Or was it @temporarylyexistant ???

Idk man, they tag teamed me-

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christmas with you | reader x chan

hi cuties!! happy holidays!! i wanted to write some v cute (and sexy ;) times with channie hehe thank you for reading and I hope that you stay cozy (or cool!) wherever ya are in the world! happy hornies ;) I’m hoping to write maybe a few more of these...hehe 

christmas evel part 1 🎄 bang chan 

Pairing: self insert, afab reader x bang chan 

Genre: fluff & smut, 18+ 

Tags: established relationship au, christmastime au, vacation au, boyfriend!chan, literally hes so puppy boyfriend in this one ahhh, and also very soft n’ caring ACK, i’m getting back into the swing of writing plz be gentle with me uwu~ 

Word count: 3.1k 

{see below for nsfw tags and warnings!} 

NSFW: switch!chan, switch!reader somewhat vanilla seggs, sex by the fire, channie being sensitive, use of pet names, body worship, LOADS of kisses, thigh kink, nipple play (f receiving), oral (m and f giving and receiving), fingering (f receiving), squirting, unprotected sex (stay safe cuties!!), cockwarming and cuddles.  

CWs: mentions of drinking and getting a little buzzed. 

Chan is the perfect boyfriend for more ways than one.

This Christmas specifically, for just a moment, you wondered if there had been something wrong with him, or maybe even something wrong with you for him to have been acting this way. Was he making up for a mistake? Did he feel like he needed to put on a show for some reason?

In the car through the cedar-tree filled wood, his thumb grazed the inner parts of your thigh where he held his grasp. It was a beautiful evening as the car bumped over the holes in the road on the way back to the cabin from the store. Snow clung to the branches of the trees and their needles--white sparkled everywhere and even in the corner of your eye. From the brilliance of the white the wood wasn’t formidable at all.

Chan sighed, content, thinking, maybe. He knew how adorable he looked in that sweater and just how tight it tugged his arms where you could see it.

“Mr.-Sexy-from-public-relations,” your friends had called him back when you were harboring just a simple crush.

The tip of his nose was rosy pink just like his cheeks that smiled for no apparent reason on the drive.

“You warm enough?” He asks, nonchalant and turning up the Christmas music on the radio: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.

“I’m fine.” You return, squeezing his hand where it rests. “I’‘ be even warmer when we get back. Can you start the fire for us?”

Chan scoffs, “Of course! Can’t have you getting cold, can we?” You could’ve sworn you’d seen his eyes sparkle when he glances at you. “We’ll heat up some cider after dinner, maybe put on a movie or something?”

“I’d like that.” You grin.

Snow crackles under the tire treads of your car that Chan’s offered to drive the whole trip. You’d tell him, but you don’t exactly like the idea of giving him the satisfaction of knowing you’re scared of driving in this kind of weather. But, he knows. He’d never tease you about it and you know.

The Airbnb in the woods is everything that you’ve ever dreamed of since you were little: sloping wooden rooftop clad in snow, the smell of the materials clinging all around you and a balsam tree in the front decorated with lights. The front porch has a swing where you could swaddle the both of yourselves in blankets and watch the sunrise and the frost melt just slightly.

Chan follows you inside, grocery bags in hand to the fully decked out kitchen ready to be used just beside the grand dining room with much too many seats for just the two of you. The chandelier is decorated with deer antlers and the carpets are fuzzy under you slippers when you go to tidy up the space from your luggage. Mostly everything is draped in flannel or wood, making the whole place protected from the cold that attempts to sneak its way in. In the living room is a massive fireplace of brick and iron which you couldn't wait to try.

The equally massive couch rests in front of the television hanging above the mantle practically waiting for it to be laid on, or to be made a mess of.

The thought might’ve crossed your mind...the fireplace was right there too.

You’d never gotten such a chance before...

“Hey, what are ya thinking about?” Chan chimes, noting you’ve begun to stare off in the middle of your organizing.

You place your snowy boots at the door, “Oh, nothing.”

Chan smirks, knowing you front to back, “You sure about that? ‘Thinking about the fireplace?”

You shake him off, feeling embarrassed even though it hadn’t been said aloud. “It’s nothing. Here--let’s get dinner started, it’s almost dark outside.”

The sun dips behind the mountain reach just outside the thick windows of your cabin. The pale blue sky now turns to dusk in colors of lavender and dusty pink. It’s beautiful between the thin fingers of winter trees. For a moment you wonder what it would be like there in the summertime when the whole forest is spread in emerald and flowers sprout from the front lawn. There’s a now frozen lake about a mile away that would likely feel amazing in the warmer weather.

You think of how you’d bring Chan back: you’d weather any season with him.

“I’ll get the fire--you get the pasta? How about we crack open that wine too? This is a special occasion...our first Christmas together away from it all.”

Chan crosses the kitchen to sweep you into his arms, hands wrapping around your hips and squeezing them gently. He feels so strong holding you, and in turn, you’re reminded of how safe your boyfriend feels too.

“I’m already feeling significantly less stressed, “ You giggle, nuzzling into your boyfriend’s shoulder, smelling his musk immediately.

“Yeah...I think it’s that you’ve just got far too many aunts who don’t know what personal boundaries are.” Chan jokes.

You nod in agreement, gifting your boyfriend a peck on his cold little nose, “It’s definitely that. They’ve always been that way. I should steal you out here every Christmas.”

“Every Christmas?” Chan sighs wistfully, “I wouldn’t mind that at all.”

~🎄~

You feel as if you’re overheating next to the fire--or perhaps its the blankets, the warm socks or your boyfriend--you can’t put your finger on it. After getting a little buzzed on the wine, you figure it could be that getting to your senses. 

Chan sighs, holding you closer to his chest and toying with the soft parts of your ears. He breathes a light kiss to your scalp and entangles himself tighter in yours. 

“I always loved this movie,” He notes, motioning to the TV playing Santa Claus is Coming to Town. “It reminds me of the Christmases when I was a lot younger. I hope that when I have kinds they can be even happier.” 

You sit up, maybe a little too quickly, scolding your boyfriend, “Kids? We’re talking about kids already?” 

Chan starts to blush, holding his face in his sweater-paws. 

“Unless you’ve got a shiny Christmas present waiting for me in that bag of yours I don’t know if I’m quite ready for this conversation.” 

Your boyfriend waves his hand to brush the idea away, “I was only just casually bringing it up! Don’t worry, we’re on the same page.” 

“I know,” You titter, rubbing his head of dark wavy locks. He looks so damn cute like this next to you--although...the way that your legs intertwine...just one more move and you could nearly find yourself...

“Baby, wanna sit on my lap?” Chan practically wags his tail asking. 

“Aren’t we close enough?” You kid for a moment. “Of course I can.” 

Chan was one for his curious hands: the kinds that got both of you in trouble at times. The kind that made you late for meetings, parties and even meeting each other’s parents. At first, its always innocent: Chan letting his fingertips swipe up your sweater, tickling your skin with the cold air and his touch. Today, he reaches a little higher up your stomach, tracing down to your thighs and between them. 

You bite a curse forgetting how sensitive you can be even wearing jeans. 

“Ch-Chan...” You exhale his name, squirming from the teasing. “F-fuck you...”

“Is that a good “fuck you”? Or a bad one?” Your boyfriend grins, pausing himself. 

“Its a I-can’t-believe-we-can’t-get-past-the-first-night-without-something-like-this-happening “fuck you.”“ 

Chan laughs, opting to hold you close once again. “What? I can’t help myself when you look so adorable and cozy like this. Its sexy.” 

Of course, you felt the same about him...but you always found yourself just a little less forward. 

“Is it okay if I keep touching you?” Chan whispers, his breath sending shivers down your neck contrary to be even hotter now. 

The absence of his touch is deafening, and you willingly cave as always. He knows you well: just watching the way that his hands move on your body is enough to make you bothered. 

“Yes,” You lead him on. “You’re allowed.” 

Your boyfriend chuckles gleeful with the permission, picking up right where he left off. “Mmm, so pretty,” He hums, kissing just behind your ear, “’Can’t believe that I get you all to myself for the holiday.” 

“Kiss me,” You urge, feeling the emptiness on your lips. 

Gently, Chan twists you into his facing him, allowing you to straddle him and the adorably obvious erection he’s already sporting. You grind into him--partly for your own pleasure, but mostly for his. On your clit, the swell of his cock feels amazing, even more amazing knowing that you’re not to have him yet. Chan meets you halfway, spreading the petals of your lips ever so carefully not to startle you with the eagerness that you know that he has. 

“Fuck, baby you know how to make me want you.” Chan groans, reaching around your hips to guide you over his midsection as you grind against him with a slow pace. 

“Feeling too hot yet?” You question him, to which he nods quickly, removing his sweater and undershirt before you have to ask him. 

“You too?” Chan asks, waiting for the second you nod to take your sweater off in turn. 

He immediately takes to showering you in as many kisses as he can manage: kissing constellations into your collar, down to your breasts and nearly between them where he sucks into the soft skin. You toss your head back while he suckles finding the action endearing beyond words, then take a handful of his hair to pull at. He whimpers from the tension, but only kisses harder, moving how to your neck where he gives the space his whimpers there. 

“I...love...all...of you.” He gasps between kisses, hands tracing down your back. 

The words set your body aflame, only making it worse for your skin to breathe in your pants and in the copious amounts of blankets. 

“Channie,” You plead, and he knows exactly what you want. 

He kicks off the fuzzy covers, hands drawn to the button of your pants to pull them off your legs. When you stand for moment to shimmy them down, Chan becomes exposed: his pink flushed chest and his dick begging to be free of his own confines. The outline of it pressing into his pants sends saliva to your mouth. The mere thought of the weight of it in your mouth, stretching you out, in your throat makes you want to take him then and there. 

“Channie, please...let me...” You tug at the belt loops of his pants. 

He makes you wait, as if he has to ponder it while you stand and tremble, head tilted like he has to weigh the options--he doesn’t. 

“Hmm...” Chan hums, considering, then taking your hardened nipples in his fingers, tweaking them until you squeak. 

“Me first this time?” He asks, almost greedy at the prospect. 

“I’ll take care of everything,” You beg, his fingers now pulling at your buds. 

Your boyfriend can’t help but grin, “Only if I get a turn immediately after?” 

“Deal!” You pipe, falling to your knees as if it’s second nature. 

In fact, there is quite nothing that you love more than giving your boyfriend pleasure. It isn’t exactly that you would call yourself a “people pleaser” in the most literal sense...but with Chan the way that he looses himself in you. The way that he says your name when you wrap your tongue around him...you would do it for him every night if you could. 

Chan’s already blissed out by the time you take his length into your hand, pumping him and slicked with the saliva on your hand. He twitches with that cute tip of his--the kind you press soppy kisses into and the kind that makes him jerk when you toy with his slit. The taste of pre-cum tests your tongue, then you take him in deeper now testing the limits of your gag reflex that you control with skill. You know your boyfriend in every way, and yourself. You’ll only gag if you want to. 

Chan’s head falls to the back of the couch, eyes fluttering and a sly smile on his lips as he massages into your shoulder to soothe you. 

“Oh fuck baby,” He chuckles with lust, looking down to you for just a moment to catch a single tear fall down your cheek. His girth is sizable, but nothing impossible for you. 

With your non-dominant hand you dig into his thigh, the very same that you’d like to ride, hoping to leave little marks in the most intimate place where you call him yours. Your tongue slithers around him between your motions of up and down with a giddy smile between your tongue’s work. 

“I-I could cum right now--” Chan winces, his toes curling. 

“Do you want to?” You hush into his tip, giving it another kiss with your spent lips. 

“N-no.” He urges, “I want you to have your turn now.” 

It’s disappointing...just a little bit: you’d never admit it, but the warmth of his cum down your throat...you think about it...at times. 

“Where do you want me?” You ask, wiping the spit from the corner of your mouth. 

Your boyfriend slaps his right thigh, “Here,” 

You always did have a feeling Chan could read your mind. 

Chan plays with the fabric of your waistline, pulling it up to create friction against your pussy that’s already soaked through the thin thing. 

“You want to ride me...don’t you?” 

You would say yes, but you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he’s got you just right. Instead, you start, waving your hips right over his bare leg, pressing down just enough to feel your clit thank you from the pressure. You breathe out sharply, chasing the satisfaction all on your own. 

“Just like that,” He coaxes, “God, don’t you look so gorgeous fucking yourself on me by this fire?” 

“D-don’t m-make it too cheesy,” You scold, rocking harder. 

Chan laughs, “I’m only speaking the truth.” 

“S-Shut up and eat me out while I’m being patient.” 

Chan cracks with laughter again at your request, always finding your demands to be cute coming from a person as adorable as yourself. Its the most wonderful paradox about you: quiet at times, but loud as hell when you know what you want from him. It wasn’t always this way, only after becoming comfortable could you find your own voice like this. It was what he brought out in you. 

“I though you’d never ask,”Your boyfriend returns. 

There’s a bit more moving around until you lay in the bed of messed up blankets with your boyfriend between your legs. At first you want to look, but you know you’ll work yourself up too much if you do so. 

Chan kisses you inner thighs first--as he always does--then moving lower, lower...his breath feels cold above your pussy, but all of the sudden you feel even warmer as he kisses directly over your clit. It’s one kiss, then another, then another, slower that time, slower... 

“Chan!” You nearly scream his name as he bows his head between your legs to lap at your clit carefully with a flattened tongue. 

“You like this?” He asks, but he knows he answer. “’You taste so good baby, all wet for me...you’re that excited already?” 

“F-fuck you--” You moan, back arched. 

He continues on, repeating his motions until he’s got you properly undone, hips writhing over his mouth and begging him to fuck you wordlessly. You hands bury into the side of the couch, body now entirely set on fire by the pleasure he teases out from you. 

Two more kisses to your clit felt like torture when Chan pauses to say, “I could do this to you all night...” 

“I’d fall apart--” You whine, orgasm now right at the brink. 

“Would that be so bad?” Chan grins into your pussy, then closes his eyes in his concentration. 

You cum all over his lips, twitching and spasming so much so you worry you might choke him between your trembling legs. 

“Channie, I-I want--” 

“--I know,” He soothes you as if it’s a promise, “Ride me again?” 

No further instruction is needed between the two of you when Chan sits up allowing for you to sit yourself over his dick with knees buried into the couch. You connect yourself to him, sinking down to take him in centimeter by centimeter until you shiver over him, falling to rest against his dewy forehead. 

“Oh,” He sighs in his euphoria, “Please do want you want baby, use me how you want.” 

With that, you take his words as far as you can, thrusting and circling yourself over and around his dick, exhaling into his ear and bouncing so deeply you hear him whimper like a puppy. He grazes you deeper and deeper with each turn, all the way until your g-spot cries right over him. You squirt for just a moment over his lap, rubbing another orgasm out right in front of him while his eyes gloss over from the whole scene. 

“More, more,” He chants, grabbing the sides of your face to throw the both of you into a kiss. Tongues fight in the middle, then become twisted with interchanged moans. 

“Cum for me Channie, cum inside me Channie.” 

The words set him limp and tense at the same time while you ride him harder. His hands attempt to hold your sides, yet he looses himself, grunting out with each return and slide of your pussy over his cock. 

“You’re m-making me--s-shit!” Chan growls, reaching his release inside your pussy while you tighten around him. 

“Mm,” You mutter happily into his cheeky, giving him a peck while he fills you and the primal instinct to stay close sinks in to the both of you. “Feels so good Channie.” 

“Uh-huh?” He asks, panting with his own head falling to your shoulder. 

Both of your sweating bodies remain for moments that seem too long to count. 

“Lets just...sleep here.” Chan breathes out his words with his exhaustion. “’Don’t wanna move. Just wanna be close to you right now. ‘Wash the blankets in the morning.” 

You giggle, bringing your boyfriend into your chest and pulling the both of you to lay down in the mess of fabric. 

You gift your boyfriend a tiny kiss on his rosy nose, “ Ya know? I think I could learn to love Christmas a lot more if all of them were just like this.” 

~🌹~

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[nari-nim]

Ateez as love languages

nari note: y’all really liked this for Treasure so even tho no one asked, here’s the Ateez version enjoy

Hoogjoong

Main love language (giving): Acts of Service

Updates you about his day, clear communication, and acknowledges effort

Invites you to accompany him in the studio. Your presence gives him so much energy, and you can passively spend time together when you are both super busy.

Gives you massages. When he receives them, he falls asleep so fast lol

Gives really sentimental gifts, like songs or special reformatted clothes he spent hours making, etc

Follows through with all of his promises. He takes this so seriously.

rest of the members under the cut

Seonghwa

Main love language (giving): Gift giving

Good morning and goodnight texts. Always.

Might nag a little at you when you aren’t taking care of yourself, but he does it because he really cares about your wellbeing

Mindless physical touch, like fixes your hair, plays with your fingers absentmindedly etc. Likes to feel connected to you.

Likes to cook dinner with you and other activities that you can do at home together, where it’s domestic but filled with flirting

Really thoughtful gifts, and likes to go pricier or over the money limit buy accident

Whenever he travels, he brings back a little something because it’s his way of saying “I’m thinking of you” and “this reminded me of you” and “you’re always on my mind and I love you” ya feel

Adds really sincere and touching card to everything

Yunho

Main love language (giving): Quality time 

He gives you the sweetest, most thoughtful compliments that always seem to make your day! It’s so easy to return the favor...there’s so much about Yunho to constantly praise.

When he is with you, you have his undivided attention. Phone away, conversation never ending.

Hand around your shoulders or holding your hands whenever possible

Likes finding quirky gifts, something he finds interesting as well so you know it’ll be an insightful gift

Such a gentleman, likes to hold doors for you and other traditionally chivalrous actions 

Likes doing small gestures for you. Like always opening water bottles for you or putting food on your plate first when you eat out together or with others.

Yeosang

Main love language (giving and receiving): Quality time

Prioritizes you when spending time together. It’s uninterrupted, intentional, and extremely special in his eyes. Almost like the two of you are in your own world.

Comes over whenever he has space in his schedule for it.

Likes receiving a lot of affection in any and all forms, but is more reserved when giving it, especially when there’s an audience. For example, if you’re with the whole team, he’ll let you snuggle against him and he’ll gently rest a hand on your waist, but nothing more. 

Similar to his words of affirmation. His compliments can be a bit rare, but he definitely gives them!! Makes the compliments even more special tbh

Likes being felt like a priority. Likes it when you cling a little to him although he will never admit it.

Not much of a gift giver? Can be a little clueless when it comes to material gifts, but the gestures and lengths he will go to give you what he thinks is best is touching 

San

Main love language (giving and receiving): words of affirmation

Oh my god, he is a slut for sincere, loving words from you, whether it’s spoken or written. Write him love letters and he will take it with him wherever he goes and read it constantly. 

Compliments for you comes so easily to him and he pays them often

Wants you to pat his head to signify a “good job” a lot. Or give his the verbal equivalent of that if that makes sense

Really likes resting his head on your shoulders or laying in your lap

He is a clingy teddy bear. 

Isn’t scared of going pricey with gifts either, but you might need to hint at things you actually want because San makes the effort but can miss the mark sometimes

Likes spending free time going on dates with you

Cancer + INFP combo makes him really like to have long, deep, and vulnerable conversations about each other 

Remembers things about you and tries to help lessen stress or tasks for you

Mingi

Main love language (giving): Physical touch

Hold his hand. Hold it. 

Likes hearing compliments. Pretty smooth when giving them although he screams inside each time

This man says, “I love you” a lot. All the time. And he means every one of them. Can be shy when saying them but he powers through

Likes going on explorative dates with you or doing each other’s hobbies

But also is a sucker for nap dates, cuddle dates, and generally staying at home and ordering takeout while you both play with each other’s hair and talk about life

Honestly not a bad gift giver, likes to go pricey too

Goes out of his way to make sure you feel comfortable in many situations

He may be loud and wild at times but he’s pretty empathetic imo. When he acts on it, he’s such a sweet and caring boyfriend

Wooyoung

Main love language (giving): Physical touch

Constantly compliments you

Playfully bites you

A lot of hugs and cuddling

A lot of PDA

Loves spontaneous kisses and hugs

Gives you classic, statement gifts like expensive jewelry or red roses

Also buys things like vitamins and snacks when he knows you’re getting busy, so you can take care of yourself more when he’s not around

Might be a little harder to land quality time with him since he’s so popular and busy, but when you do he makes it all about you

Cooks for you. Cleans your apartment a bit when he comes over. Meal preps for you. His acts of service are so domestic and we love to see it

Jongho

Main love language (giving): Gift giving

If you’re sitting together, always has a knee resting against your leg. Likes the feeling of staying connected like Seonghwa

Likes to lift you around and lift things for you

Short, concise praises that hits the spot (because I think he’s really observant and knows what you need to hear the most at a given moment) and always leave you flustered 

Also likes dates that venture outside the house 

Really thoughtful gift giver, likes to be like I’ll buy them a large range of gifts and one of them will stick uwu

Sees paying for expensive dates as a version of that, so get ready to be spoiled 

He prioritizes you and always wants to make you feel special

Very much about the gesture for him so anything is fair game as a gift

[lovelytarou]

you make me go uwu

pairing: midoriya izuku x reader

genre: fluff, angst

tags: inspired by the song uwu by chevy

a/n: i'm just projecting my izuku feels and me literally going soft whenever i see his chubby face in the manga ang going uwu over it, also i still have a christmas hangover so sorry if you don't celebrate that or not fond of it! hearts, reblogs & feedbacks are greatly appreciated 💗

midoriya izuku is a lot of things.

he's one of the best students at UA and was quite known to be a reckless person who never thinks twice about helping someone. his knack for breaking his bones was a testament to that fact.

he's no doubt going to be one of the best pro heroes out there soon, with a big heart, a kind soul, and a courageous spirit.

midoriya izuku is a lot of things and possessing such cute, squishable cheeks is one of them. or more likely, being cute is one of them.

this thought occured to you when he offered to help you in one of the classes you're having trouble with. being at such close proximity made you aware of just how green his eyes are and when the sunlight hits them just right, they look like beautiful gems. or how he always seem to mutter under his breath when he's thinking too hard, or how his right leg would unconsciously shift to you like he wanted to get closer.

but one of the things you noticed the most, is his cheeks while he puffs them out of frustration.

he's gonna give me a heart attack one of these days with how cute he is

incident #1

you were currently at the cafeteria, sitting at a table with the dekusquad (kaminari came up with it, izuku claimed their little group don't have a name) which consists of ochaco, shouto, tenya, and izuku.

everything is going well, the group had already bought their food and are now digging in after a collective, “itadakimasu!”

you just had the most fortunate opportunity to sit in front if izuku, of all people, who is too busy eating.

he paused for a moment to answer iida's question who's beside him and it made his cheeks bloated with the food inside.

you choked on your drink because you just felt your heart swell with how cute he looks. it almost reminded you of a hamster.

shouto who is sitting on your left, gave you a concerned look and offered you his water.

“are you okay, l/n-san?” his question made izuku turn to you both, you felt your cheeks heat up when he looked at you while looking like that.

“i-i'm fine, thanks.” you took the water from him and gulped it down to clear your throat, and cool your nerves.

“you should chew your food properly when eating or else you'll choke!” iida scolded, waving his hands in a chopping motion you all grew to be familiar with.

“s-sorry...” you can't help but scratch at your nape in embarrassment.

incident #2

“midoriya, you're up.” aizawa called one afternoon on another day of training.

the rest of class 1-a stood back while izuku stepped in front. this was another one of aizawa's endurance training and one of the challenges was to beat a bunch of the robots from the entrance exam once again. how he can call this endurance training, you don't know.

“SMAAAAASH!” you heard izuku yell, tearing through what was once a robot and turning it into scraps of metal.

he did this to the other robots and he landed on his feet with a very serious look that instead of making him look intimidating, it actually made him look more adorable.

“he's like an angry bunny–” you cut yourself off with a hand on your mouth as you laughed quietly, another flush blossoming on your cheeks.

“i know right?! look how cute he is, but he's scary when he shows how strong he is like that.” mina added, looking at izuku who's walking towards the both of you now.

you immediately composed yourself when his eyes landed on you.

“y/n! are you okay? your face is all red! are you sick? do you need to go to recovery girl? shall i take you to her? what if you're overheating?! it's so hot out and your hero costume's probably too heavy–” he began to ramble and you can only stare at him with wide eyes as he continued with his wild thoughts.

quickly dismissing him with a hand on his mouth as everyone started to look at the two of you, izuku stared down at it and felt flustered at how soft your hand felt on his lips.

he's practially kissing your palm, do you even register what you're doing to him?!

“shh! i'm fine! it's just...you're so–” you were about to tell him that he's just so damn cute but you were called by aizawa.

“uh, i gotta go! see ya later!” you scrambled away from him, heart beating fast inside your chest.

that was close.

incident #3

“hey, y/n? can i ask you a favor?” you looked up from your phone when izuku approached you on the dorm's common room.

worry is written all over his face as he fumbled with his fingers, thinking about you being too busy even though you're literally on your phone all day.

there he goes again.

before he can overthink more, you smiled at him warmly and stood up from your seat.

“sure, what's up?”

izuku gulped, “well, uh, i was thinking of a gift to give to someone but i, um, don't know if they'll like it? i kinda, um, need your opinion on it, if that's okay?”

he stared at you with big doe eyes and you can't help but swoon when he looks at you like that. of course, how can you say no to that face? he looks like he'd cry any moment if you denied him.

“alright! what gift did you get for this particular someone?” you teased, nudging his side.

he led the two of you to his room, which isn't the first time since it became a usual thing for the two of you to study together there or simply hang out and talk about your problems, about what you did that day, rambling about your favorite heroes...basically this has became your second room. and your's his.

“um, i got them this,” he opened his bedside drawer and pulled out a small box. inside it, he revealed a beautiful necklace with a letter D as a pendant.

“it's for ‘deku’ which sounds kind of cheesy since it's my hero name, but i just thought that if i gave it to them then that means i'm with them wherever they are,” he reached for something inside his shirt, showing you an identical looking necklace with a familiar letter on it.

you don't want to assume things, but whoever is this particular someone that izuku is going to give the necklace to, they sure are one lucky person. not only is he kind, thoughtful, caring, and not to mention cute, but they'd be lucky to have someone like izuku fall for them.

ignoring the sudden pang of hurt in your chest, you forced a smile on your mouth and cooed at him.

“aww, that is so cute, izu! i'm sure they would love that very much. i know i would! if they don't, you can just always give it to me,” you joked, laughing to mask your hurt.

“r-really? you think so?” when you nodded in response, izuku heaved a big sigh of relief, “well, i trust you, y/n. i'm sure they would love this.”

after that, you excused yourself out of his room and proceeded to go to yours. sleep didn't come to you easily that night, thinking about the special someone that izuku was talking about and how much it would hurt once you saw them together.

over the years you spent being his friend, you never thought you would harbor such deep, intense feelings for the green-haired boy. you don't doubt he has great things ahead of him, and because of that, you started to like him for how strong he is and how he continues to be a better hero, and an overall a great person. that awe soon turn to adoration. and before you knew it, you're falling hard for izuku.

last incident

it's christmas, and the day before, aizawa had made all of you draw lots for your secret santas. your heart stopped when you saw izuku's name on the paper you pulled from the bowl.

you didn't think too much of it and decided to give him something all might-related and called it a day, still a little sour over izuku falling for someone else.

when the dreaded day came, everybody was so chaotic and high on their holiday spirits. even bakugou, which they convinced to wear a santa hat and haul the gifts in a bag. although, he still had a big scowl on his face and basically threw the gifts to their designated owners.

“shitty hair!” bakugou barked, pulling out a gift from the bag. kirishima hopped over to where bakugou was sitting and accepted the gift with a big smile on his face.

“whoa, bakugou! you're my secret santa?!” he asked in shock, eyes shining.

“it does says my name there, doesn't it, idiot? now hurry up and open your gift already,” kirishima did just that and bursted into tears when his gift was a crimson riot themed crocs. he thanked bakugou over and over while the latter hid his smile poorly with a cough.

“whatever. dunce face! you're next!” he practically threw kaminari's gift to him which the boy almost failed to catch, earning him a snigger from the explosive boy.

“man, why do you gotta be the santa for christmas? you're cruel!” kaminari pouted, turning around to go back to where he was squished in between sero and mineta.

“you got a problem with that, dunce face?!” he growled, his palms crackling with his quirk. kirishima tried to diffuse his anger.

when everything is calm, bakugou proceeded to dig into the bag for gifts.

“here, you shitty nerd.” he tossed your gift to izuku, you almost yelped a ‘be careful!’ but izuku had great reflexes and caught your gift swiftly. his eyes widened when he read who his secret santa was. your eyes met each other but was abruptly cut off when bakugou called your name.

“y/n! here's yours,” he was oddly calm when handing you your gift, albeit a little bored.

that received a lot of complaints from your other classmates and you can only shake your head while chuckling at their antics.

deciding to get some time for yourself, you went to the balcony for some air and sat down on one of the steps at the entrance.

placing the gift on your lap, you read the tag attached to it. it was wrapped in a simple green wrapper with red ribbon that finished the look.

to: y/n

happy holidays!

from: D

the name made you curious and even if you hated yourself for it, lit a sparkle of hope inside yourself. what if it was him who gave you the gift?

you had no time to dwell much on the thought and opened the gift instead. your breath hitched in your throat as you recognized the familiar box. lifting the lid with shaky hands, you felt your eyes sting as you looked down at your gift.

it was the necklace that izuku showed you before. you were such an idiot for thinking it was for someone special and did not think it was for the secret santa.

you carefully lifted it in your fingers and the light from the inside catched the D attached to it. it was beautiful. izuku's words echoed inside your head.

“i just thought that if i gave it to them then that means i'm with them wherever they are,”

“did you...not like it?” the boy in question appeared beside you and upon noticing your tears on your face, he immediately thought it gave a negative effect.

gasping, you quickly wiped away your tears and shook your head wildly at him.

“izu, no! i-i love it! actually, it's kinda funny...”

“funny?” he tilted his head in confusion, concern still etched onto his face.

“i was sad that you care a lot about someone else to give them this wonderful gift. i didn't realize that you would give something like this...to me,” you laughed through your tears, sniffling a bit.

“why would you think that?” his voice is so soft and genuinely confused that you can't help but feel your heart beat even more, and fall for him harder than you should.

“because,” you think of a way to word your feelings better but instead what came out was, “you're you and i'm...me,”

it was stupid, but with the overflowing emotions you're feeling right now, it's hard to voice your emotions.

izuku huffed, his cheeks puffing up once again because of the action.

“what do you mean by that? i mean, you're the most amazing person i've ever met! and you're always there for me when i'm sad, and happy and-and...whenever i'm with you, i always feel this...this...warmth! it's like, when you come home after a long day and you just felt safe and comforted. or-or when my mom cooks my favorite food it just makes me feel fuzzy inside! it's like when i watch my favorite video of all might over and over again and i never get tired of it,” he sighed after his long speech, eyebrows furrowing into a frown as he stared at you with determination.

“what i'm getting at is...i care a lot about you, y/n.” he let out in one breath. he stared up at you with big eyes, those damn eyes that never failed to make your heart jump and stomach do flips.

chuckling at yourself, you raised both of your hands and squeezed his cheeks with all your might making him yelp in pain.

“ow! y/n...” he whined.

“sorry, sorry! i've always wanted to do that!” you snorted.

“i care a lot about you, too, izu–” he suddenly kissed the corner of your mouth, making you shut up in shock. he had a smirk on his lips, amused by your reaction.

“i've always wanted to do that,” he threw your words back at you. feeling your whole face heat up, you turned your back towards him and held out your hand holding the necklace.

“whatever! just help me put this on, will you?” you felt his hands take the necklace from your grasp. you shivered when you felt the cold metal touch your skin but it was quickly replaced by his warm hands.

“there.” he mumbled, voice far too close to your ear. before you can thank him, you felt his lips brush your nape where the lock was and squealed from the contact.

the idiot only laughed at this and ushered you to stand up, helping you to your feet.

“let's go back inside, i heard they prepared a lot of food today.”

without thinking, izuku grabbed your hand and led you inside the dorm. you could only let him drag you as you stared at your joined hands, playing with the necklace hanging on your neck before staring back up at izuku who's smiling at you.

he's the best gift that you could ever ask for.

[20thcentury-kylo]

Tides Of Memory

(prologue)

Well here it is- sorry this has taken me so long, I'm not really the best artist n such but here is The prologue chapter to Tides Of Memory 

                                                          Enjoy~ 

Sometimes.... he still dreams of their words... 

"Just breathe- it'll all be fine🎶" 

Delicate melodies offset by somber guitar strums... The lyrics plague his memory, repeating in endless loops. Strangely enough he feels something similar in his current state. 

Alas the boy assumes that's all they are- bizarre, sorrowful dreams. 

Xx

To Kiome, Ebisu is the closest thing he has to a home. The smiles of his rosé haired boyfriend made him feel more at home, than any foster family could. Ebisu was his tether, the source of the light in his eyes- He was without a doubt the love of Kiome's life. Even more so now as gazes up at the aspiring musician, listening to the slow harmony of the boy's soft tones... 

"I knocked on your bedroom door, and waited for you to enter~" He knows to cherish these moments, etch them deep within his heart to captivate him forever... Ebisu with his eyes closed absently guiding his hand from note to note, sings the soft tune. The song which he curiously named San Diego, is one of goodbyes, and wistful memories. Yet he plays it in such a way that one cannot help but to have hope, it's a feeling Kiome understands all too well. 

"I bought you a crimson rose, smelled just like you did~" The feeling washes over him in a soft murmur, and the boy decides that he should do something about the space between them. Face to face, heart to heart- his lips utter nothing but his eyes speak a thousand ballads in a silent attempt to intertwine his soul even further with his beloved. A slightly shaken hand reaches to cradle the musician's cheek, the subsequent blush from Ebisu spurring him on further. Their lips meet in a soft meld, fluttering beats pulling one another closer. And amidst the safe stillness of that lamp lit bedroom- he feels... they both feel- complete. 

--- 

"Daring- I love you🎶~" 

Learning of his power, and his true destiny.. Kiome almost lost it all. The fear of losing what little he had in froze him- What if he couldn't win, what if he couldn't protect them all. Such worries cloud his mind, there is no confidence in the subtle whispers of his newly acquired sword. But of course not, they do not hold the voice of his beloved. So as the swordsman sits paled in moonlight, he thinks of nothing but their voice. 

"If only we could fly across the nether~" A subtle smile of relief finds its way onto Kiome's expression. He scoots over, making room for Ebisu to sit with him. 

"Hey... how are ya holdin up?" The question forces a sigh from his lips... they're trembling. 

"I won't lie- I'm... scared out of my mind right now.." Ebisu reaches for his hand, and Kiome can feel the tremors in his soul calm at the contact. Gradually all the doubts he'd been suppressing float to the surface and out through his stuttered words. 

"I-I just- don't wanna forget you, wherever I end up." They're on borrowed time, and he can hear each Jarring tick pass them by. Stray tears escape the poor boy's eyes, he's trying to stay strong, if not for himself then for Ebisu. His own depressing thoughts are cut short by the warm embrace of his partner. 

"I Promise- You won't!!" It's a declaration that could pierce the heavens, Kiome notices that he's started to tear up as well yet says nothing.

Ebisu pulls back- flush faced yet Smiling nonetheless. His breaths are shaking, and his words flitter out sporadically, but Kiome knows- he knows and he couldn't be more thankful. 

"No matter what happens to us- to our memories..." He's suddenly quiet, his features holding a wistful hope. Kiome can't help but awe at how beautiful he is. 

"No matter what- every song I've written, every note, every memory... they'll be right here- etched in my heart.." Ebisu gazes at him with a look that peers straight into his core, he means this... And the embrace that follows is almost too poetic for words. 

"Ditto~" Kiome swears on this life, and every past life he's apparently had- he'd never forget this for as long as his existence still burned. 

--- 

The 1st thing that comes to him is the overwhelming burning stench as he looks upon the scene before him. They'd come for him. This was it- nowhere for Kiome to run. He steels himself with thoughts of his beloved, gripping his sword tighter. 

"Darling~ I love you🎶~" 

Ebisu was safe.. he'd made sure of that before ever considering this fated clash. If he survived this... he just might have to marry the ocean eyed musician. It gives him the will to move forward- When he survived this, he was definitely marrying him. The voices whispering from within his sword hum in agreement, giving him the confidence he needs to charge into danger. He couldn't die here- not when he had someone to live for. 

-- 

The beast's endless roars are all but deaf to him. Kiome stands, eyes burning bright. This is it- do or die... His sword rests firmly in his grasp- his strength does not waver, even for a moment. Each step is another reminder of what he's fighting for- each strike he bears the shock in stride, like hell was he gonna fall here... 

His body may betray his intentions- writhing with bloodied bruises and aching muscles.. But his heart can't give up now- his very soul screams out in defiance. The exception before him seems to hear this cry- as it stumbles back before giving a scream of its own. 

And as he braces himself to fight on.. the words echo ever so clearly in his head 

'Darling- I love you~" 

-- 

"Kiome!! Please... stay with me-" He can't feel his body anymore... 

Ebisu sits there- cradling the dying body of his beloved- blood covered, and practically torn to pieces... his eyes won't open. 

"Kiome!!" Ebisu's presence is the only thing keeping him from letting go completely... He wants to see his face.. To tell him not to weep for the foolish.. 

"I'm here.." Opening his eyes sends surges of blinding pain through his retinas.. but the moment that pink hair and rosy cheeks come into view- such pain is all but forgotten. He can't hear the exception anymore- guess he must've won. Then again... at what cost. 

"Why so sad.." Ebisu won't stop crying- and the sight of it brings tears to his own eyes. Suddenly the reality that he probably won't survive this  hits him all at once, and it's only through sheer exhaustion that he doesn't break down weeping then and there. Instead he sighs with a shaky breath, and gazes into his beloved's eyes for what he thinks to be the last time... 

"My time here is running short🎶" Ebisu's expression shifts, before he graces the dying boy with a tearful smile... 

"Your kisses were my ambrosia🎶"Ebisu leans down and lays a soft kiss onto Kiome's forehead- Kiome can feel a tear drop ever so slowly... 

"They melted into my skin🎶" A soft light begins to emerge from Kiome's core. This... was the end. He doesn't take his eyes off Ebisu for a moment- he'd burn the image of his beautiful face into his heart.. so he'd never forget.. 

"Darling... I love you" 

Xx 

The subtle morning light peaks through the dorm windows- rousing it's residents from slumber. He opens his eyes to find that they're wet with tears... 

'Again huh-'Kiome has had the same dream for the 3rd time this week. Of places he's never been, of people he's never met... of love he's never felt. But they're just dreams- he muses to himself. They meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. Yet as he prepares for the day- eating his breakfast that Shiro so graciously prepared and brushing his teeth before heading to class- a strangely familiar tune remains stuck in his head... 

"I knocked on your bedroom door🎶~"He wonders where he could've heard it...

-PROLOGUE END-

Once again im really sorry for this taking so long- anywho i hope you enjoyed, i plan to update this semi frequently with a few drawings to complement each chapter (ReBlogs and Comments Are very much appreciated I wanna hear what you guys think uwu)

~Till Next Chapter~

[clownsgobeepbeep]

🎠 uwu Perhaps Ula to your choice

Mmmm, part 2 uwu

“Cordelia and your boyfriends should be coming back soon. They went on a rollercoaster and Schrader just texted me that they just got off.” Jelly explained after having attacked her daughter with her own affections. “I also bought some funnel cakes for everyone. But of course, I got you a waffle with all your favorite toppings Ula.”

“Thanks mom, I appreciate it.” Ula hugged her mother one more time, still having Mana stick close to her side as his tail wagged rapidly. No doubt he was going to stick to her for a good while, as would Davey.

“Do you want to eat it right now?”

“Oh, I’ll eat when the guys and Cordie get here.” Ula told Jelly as she now scanned the carnival. “The carnival’s really lovely this year. So many more lights.”

“It’s almost like they were welcoming you.” Davey smiled as he snuggled next to Ula.

“Hm, maybe they were.” she ruffled her brother’s hair. “So, what is it you were doing before I got here?”

“I was winning you that axolotl.” Davey gave the plush toy a bit of a squeeze. “I mean, there was another toy I wanted but then I saw you. And then the guy was being a bit of an ass.”

“Davey D’Vitt.”Jelly sternly spoke to Davey who quietly snickered, hiding himself behind Ula.

“An ass, huh? Well, how about we go and get you that prize?” Ula suggested, looking back at Mana who lifted his head. “You wanna come with us Mana? You wanna come win a prize?”

Mana jumped off the bench with thrill, jumping around and running in circles, ready to follow Ula wherever she went.

“Come on then! Davey, lead the way.~”

“We’ll be back in a bit mom, dads.” Ula slightly waved to the adults as Davey slid off the bench after Ula did, taking her over to the shooting game booth that was once again pretty empty.

“Little boy! Have you come back for more?”

“I said I’m gonna win that horse, so I’m gonna get it.” Davey slammed a handful of tickets onto the counter.

“If you say so.~” the employee repeated his phrase from before, eyes already eyeing Ula. “Is this lovely lady going to be playing, or will it be you?”

“I’m playing.” Davey sat on his stool from before, Ula taking a seat beside him as Mana planted himself next to Ula. He, however, decided to hop up so that his front legs and head were on Ula’s lap as she continued to pet him.

“What are you trying to get?” Ula whispered before Davey pointed at the round horse plush. “That’s so cute.~”

“Five tries. Thirty seconds. Four ducks. Tiny one.”

“Tiny one?” Ula questioned as she watched the little duck targets move around.

“There’s a tiny duck I have to hit to get the biggest prize.”

“Got it.” Ula continued to watch before Davey quickly shot down four of the ducks, using his leftover time to shoot the tiniest ducks. “How did you get so good at aiming?”

“I’m...I just did.” Davey had to think about it, frustrated that the little duck hadn’t appeared yet. “Where is it?”

“The little duck just appears when it wants to.” the employee gave a shrug as he leaned against the stand. “Looks like your time’s running out. Better just shoot whatever you can at this point.”

Davey grumbled to himself before getting ready to shoot a random duck, but he soon saw the tiny duck.

“Got it!” he exclaimed after taking a shot at it.

“No ya didn’t.”

“I did!”

“Nope. That counter says you’ve only hit four ducks.” the employee smugly pointed to the numbers in front of Davey. “Sorry, you only get a medium prize.”

“He hit the duck, I saw it.” Ula added with a furrow of her eyebrows. “That should have counted.”

“The counter doesn’t lie.” the employee offered nothing but a shrug. “Now, do you wanna pick your prize and take another shot?”

“How much does the horse cost?” Ula pitched in. “I’ll buy it right now. Just name your price.”

“No can do sweetheart. You gotta play to get that horse.”

Ula’s eyebrows furrowed even deeper, probably deeper than Davey’s as he clenched his little fists.

“Fine. I’ll play this time.” Ula took some of the tickets Jelly had given her earlier, slamming them down on the counter. She was then handed the gun and darts, but she set the gun down and readied the darts in her hand instead.

“Hey, hey. That’s not allowed!” the employee exclaimed before a pebble hit him square in forehead, this obviously coming from Davey.

“Shut up.” Davey stuck his tongue out before Ula did as she wished, aiming at the ducks and taking four down just as Davey did. This time, she actually managed to get the smallest of the ducks, not that Davey couldn’t have. Damn rigged carnival games.

“What does your stupid counter say now?” Ula tapped her long fingernails on the surface, everybody seeing that the counter now read “BONUS!”.

“I’ll...get your horse.” the employee grumbled as he no longer wanted anything to escalate.

Ula was then handed the round horse which made her smile, but this smile was meant for her little brother who accepted the horse.

“Actually…” he started, slightly giving the horse back. “I was trying to get this for you…”

“Oh.” Ula blinked a few times.

“I thought, since you love carousels so much. I thought you’d like it if I won this for you. But, I didn’t.”

“But you did.” Ula wrapped an arm around Davey as if to hug him from the side. “And I am so grateful for your precious gift that I will forever treasure. Hopefully Peaches doesn’t get to it!”

“Yeah, hopefully.” Davey laughed as he hugged his sister back. “Do you want to go on the carousel?”

“I thought you’d never ask.” Ula kissed Davey’s cheeks, turning on her heel as Mana followed after the siblings. But they were soon stopped by the employee from the booth.

“Hey, hey wait!”

“What do you want now?” Ula gave him a sour look.

“I just...I like your moxie...Do you have a boyfriend?”

“A boyfriend?” Ula repeated in total disbelief.

“She does.” Davey growled at the man, the latter taking notice of three new figures that came into view.

“Two, in fact.” one of them said, making the first trio turn around to face them.

“Uuuula!”

“Cordie!” Ula screamed before she felt a strong impact from her younger sister that pounced on her, hugging her with all the strength she could muster. “Cordie, you’re killing me!”

“Nooo! You just came back! I can’t kill you!” Cordelia loosened her grip as Ula laughed and held her sister up, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

“So glad to see you back babe.” Schrader kissed the top of Ula’s head. “I would love to embrace you but first I feel like I need to...kick butt.”

“Kick some ass Schrader!” Cordelia demanded, Mana barking along in agreement despite not understanding what Cordelia said.

“Maybe you can kick this loser’s ass later. Because I want to drown both of my boyfriend’s first.” Ula fluttered her eyelashes at both Schrader and Atlas.

“Can I watch Schrader kick ass later?” Cordelia asked as Ula ruffled her hair.

“Later.”

“Yeeessss!”

“Come on Davey.” Ula took her brother’s hand after putting Cordelia down. “Cordie, did you grow while I was away?”

“Maaaybe!”

“You’re gonna be taller than all of us soon enough!”

Davey watched as his little sister rambled on about her height and outgrowing every single family member, their grandpa Stripes included. But he remained quiet, instead opting to hold his sister’s hand as he brought himself closer to her.

[diavoblo]

First of all, you're gonna do great sweety. :3🖤 (With that I mean you starting writing ske. headcanons of you didn't get it. ;^;) May I request how the brothers would react to an MC being insecure about their own body? (Gender neutral ofc). I need some fluff and affection. ;°; If all of the brothers are to much, you can just pick them out urself..;°;❤ Well, hope you're gonna have a amazing day~ UwU🖤❤

Awww, thanks so much!!! < 3 I think it’ll be fun to do something like this, so I’m excited lol 😂

I hope this suits what you were asking for!! These are sort of a bit longer, so I chose to do Lucifer, Mammon, and Asmo! I hope I didn’t leave out anyone you were hoping for ^_^” < 3

• Brothers’ Reactions to MC Being Insecure About Their Body •

Lucifer

Avatar of pride as he is, he would certainly feel saddened upon realizing how you feel uncomfortable in your own skin- though he wouldn’t show his worry directly. He would likely pick up on it after noticing certain habits you had- like wearing baggy clothes when not in uniform whenever you found the chance, or nervously glancing at yourself whenever you passed a mirror, as if you feared something was amiss with yourself. Of course, this just would not do- the avatar of pride, the morningstar himself would not allow his partner to feel such shame within themselves. So he’d find himself working sly compliments into your conversations, little boosts of confidence wherever he spotted an insecurity. “MC.... What a lovely choice in dress today. Good taste compliments a good figure however, so I shouldn’t be surprised. Did you perhaps think of me when you chose it, hm?” Smooth bastard.

Mammon

Mammon is most definitey NOT the demon you would expect to be the first to pick up on nuance of any sort. As much as you loved him, you were sure you would be able to hide your negative thoughts about yourself from him without expecting to bother him at all- of course, you’d be wrong. After all, you can’t hide from THE Great Mammon! Spending as much time glued to your hip as physically possible, there’s simply no avoiding him noticing the way you frowned at the mirror and incessantly tugged at your clothes in hopes of somehow changing the way your shape appeared. He’s knows your ins and outs! Your ups and downs! He’s been there with you through it all, why should this be any different? Mammon would try to hide his enthusiastic compliments, of course always quickly followed by a swiftly delivered- “Not that I care what some stupid human is worryin’ about! B-But you shouldn’t go worryin’ about little stuff like that either... ‘ya hear?” Still, knowing Mammon it always manages to be more than enough to lift your spirits- knowing he loves your body just as much as he loves you. Though he hates to admit it, of course.

Asmodeus

Asmo would be nothing but distraught the second he caught on to your occasional displays of discomfort- as the second most stunning person he knew (second only to himself, of course) he could not let your insecurities go unattended if he had any say in it at all. He’d shower you in affection and would make sure to kiss every part you’re insecure about- just for positive reinforcement, of course! There’s no doubt this man would take you shopping to play up the things you’re more confident about while evening out your discomfort with other parts of your body, making sure you felt comfortable in yourself by the end of the day- his lover will always look and dress beautifully and confidently. Especially someone so lucky as to have him as a lover! “Huhhh? MC, love, what are you talking about? I absolutely adore every inch of your soft, supple skin! Be a ~sweetheart~ and come try this sweater on next, I promise I don’t bite~” You don’t believe that last bit, somehow...

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[revasserium]

hi rain!! hope you're doing well 💗💗

thank u darling! 

you write beautifully, o my goodness

aww thank youuuu <3 

Hi! Just wanted to ask if it was okay to send in a request?

hi love! requests are currently closed! but once they open up again, do feel free! 

Whenever I have a bad day or just want to spend some time in a specific kind of world, I find myself coming back to here. I always end up feeling better. Thank you 😊

you are so, so sweet and lovely <3 thank you so much! and i’m glad you enjoy my writing ! 

thank you so much for your sunset masterpiece with Kageyama !!!!

ahhh that one was fun to write ! im glad u liked it !!! 

so this is how summer ends breaks my heart😭😭💔💔 I enjoyed reading it nonetheless 🥺 - 🎏

hehehehhe idk i always rly like the angst ones?? they just hit dif ukno? but im glad that it made u feel some kinda way :D 

just want to tell you i adore your writing so much; probably my favorite in the hq fandom. i’m just a casual reader and lurker of fics, and i usually just leave a like since i’m quite shy. (idk where this came from since i write too and there’s nothing more i can enjoy than hearing from my readers) but i would like to tell you you’re amazing at what you do, and i can’t wait to see more of your works. sending you love! stay safe always.

thank you T^T it rly means a lot -- i know i’ve been gone, but coming back to these messages have been the light of my life <3 

just want to say i love every writing you have every posted and i hold a lot of them dear to my heart but your sugawara smut are the best ones in this entire site OH GODS i wish i could ask for more but i know you're already working hard to write all of these beautiful, breathtaking pieces so thank you for your hard work and please don't forget to take care of yourself! ♡

you all are TOO kind to me T^T take care of yourselves as well -- all my love darlings 

dropping by your inbox to give you a big hug and best wishes because you are awesome!

muah!!!! x 

hi rain, love you and hope you’ve been okay. miss you but take your time, will still be here when you feel ready to come back ❤️

all my kisses! im back now and better than ever hehee 

hi i love u and u inspire me sm, can i be 🎨 anon 👉👈

oh my lov ur too cute! <3 

hi rain, thinking of you today ❤️ miss you heaps but I hope you’re taking some well deserved time off for yourself :) remember that you are loved and you have deeply affected so many lives by your writing 🥺 xx

muah x 

hi rain, hope you’re doing well wherever you are in the world ❤️❤️ miss you loads, I read at least one story of yours every night haha helps me to relax :)

oh im so glad!!! :D 

you may not care, but i often check your blog if you have a new post or just answering any asks. your writing and also the way you answer questions is so eloquent . just wow.

i do care! i care a great deal <3 and ur message means the world and then some to me uwu thank u so much for taking the time my love 

Hey Rain! Make sure to take care, don't forget to drink water and eat something! I'm here to vent if you need it. -Emmy

<3 muah 

Your fics make me feel all warm and fuzzy. Every time I read them I feel like I'm cuddling a huge fluffy teddy bear or something. Your writing is so genuine and so deep, it's really inspirational!

thank youuuu im glad that u liked them T^T i promise i will strive to write more, even better fics in the future <3 

ya know I think about that ushijima fic you did about ice cream at the most inconvenient times of the day I tell you. god i just black out

yo HIGHKEY. ushijima. can like..... get it. 

hi! i just read 'even so' and i'm so in love with your writing so it's time to read all your works uwu if you can, try using google docs to write! it saves your history so you can go back if you lose something or want to go back to something you wrote. take care bub

im def gonna experiment with a ton of dif things to make sure that none of my writing gets lost in the future! :D 

i have no way to conjure my thoughts about universal truths. like it was truly a masterpiece. im sorry for my lack of feedback but my emotions can't be put into words on how im feeling.(although i think that's probably one of the best responses you can get from an audience) just know that you're doing fucking amazing and always inspiring me to write

ahhh thank you!!! 

I just want you to know I was reading everything u have ever put out for naruto & I am head over heels in love thanks bye ily

im legit head over heals in lov for naruto tho okay like hes MY FAV 

[ayyyoonohwhatimean]

bath! w/ johnny

this is my first writing ever jsjsjs idk i’m just bored and got some inspiration to write this. I might delete it soon. If there’s any mistakes, I’m truly sorry! xx - N.

bath! w/ johnny (johnny x reader) 

mode: a lot of fluff, a lil bit of comedy and suggestive! 

so skrt skrt you just got home from class 

and it’s like 10:45 pm bro 

bRo

johnny hasn’t come home yet bcus ur man got some practice 

anyways u went to the coach to watch tv 

you didn’t want to go straight for shower bcus youre lazy and tired as shit

ure a sloth

so u just watched the tv while scrolling on ur phone 

looking at pics of u and johnny 

“oH dadDy” name popped up on your notification yea you fuckin save his name as that

you basically got a text from him 

“hey babe i’ll be home in 5 minutes get ready ;)” 

“are u high on crack or smthg” 

“no im not im just hard” 

“stop smoking crack u crackhead” 

dingDongggG 

u went to the door to greet him and hug him as tight as u could 

he wraps his arms around u so tightly that hes about to break ur spinal cord 

“i miss you my persimmon :(” 

“i miss u too precious :(” 

he peppers kisses all over your face cus he knows you fuckin love it 

so DEAL WITH ITTT!!

wtf why is he so cute uwu :’)

“have u eaten babe” 

“nahh im planning to cook for u bcus i know u just got home from class cutie” 

“but arent u tired like im fine-” 

he pulls you closer to his body, caressing your cheek as he pecks your lips slowly and gently 

“wait for me im gonna prepare some bath for us i love you nugget” 

being the forgetful johnny, he actually forgot to cook for you and straightaway went to the bathroom to prepare the bath bcus thats what he’s been thinking jsjsjs 

he goes to the bathroom and winks at you HES SUCH A TEASE 

this is a highwayyy to heaven 

u chuckle and just wait while sitting on the couch 

“what did i do to deserve him” uwu soft hours

SO LETSS GET ITTTTT LETS GET INTO IT

he actually went to lush shop to get some bath bombs before coming home uwu 

and one of em is called as “groovy kind of love” specially made for love and peace :’) 

he turned on the water and let them filling in the bathtub 

then he puts a pink sands scented candle that he got from yankee candle skrt skrtt its ya boi  nearby the bathtub area 

after the tub has been filled w water he finally put the bathbomb inside and ooooofff 

he prepares some towels for both of you as the final touch before calling u 

BUT before he calls u ofc he has to y know take off his clothes and do what he gotta do (i’ll leave that to ur imagination ;))

he got into the bathtub and calls u to come in “babeeeeee you can come in” 

so you went into the bathroom and saw him calmly lying on the bathtub with the scented candle and bathbomb “omg honey” 

he smiles so smugly like hes legit so proud of himself jsjsjs 

“stop staring at me like that i know im such a good boyfriend” 

“shut up john banana now how the hell am i gonna fit into this bathtub” 

“just sit and lay on top of me baby” 

“your legs are too fucking long” 

“and youre short and made just perfect for me” 

anyways long story short u had no choice so you just sat on top of him 

with his arms wrapping around your waist as he peppers kisses all over your shoulder and neck 

his plump lips are so soft and delicate and his touch are so gentle and warm that you literally could fall asleep in there jsjjjsjs 

you lock your hands with his and kiss on his knuckles before kissing the back of his hand 

he giggles brUh like he finds it so cute and soft that he couldn’t stop giggling and hide his face on ur back bcus hes embarrassed hes shy :”)

 a bath with johnny with music and long conversation is a MUST! 

he has this one specific playlist that he made whenever u and him want to have a bath together 

“yeaaAaaA I’m gonna take my horse to the old town road im gonnaa rideee ‘til i can’t no moRe”

kio kio 

“i got the horses in the baCkk-”

like both of you would legit turn on the songs/playlist/music in a full blast in the bathtub like you guys are having a party 

it’s sooo funnY dudE

theres this one time where he almost hit his head on the wall from banging his head too much 

you just laughed at him 

you guys would talk about your day and his day 

and talk about your thoughts or problems with him as he listens to you attentively 

if he has any concerns that he feels he need to express em, he would talk about it with you bcus he trusts you well  

his voice like is so deep and comforting it’s so euphoric

he’s the kind of guy that would magically and instantly make you forget about your problems and thoughts 

his voice is THAT powerful 

“hey, look at me. if anything happens, no matter wherever I am, I’ll always be with you and you can always talk to me. I trust you, babygirl. I’m here for you.”  

MOMMMMMM WHERE CAN I GET A SEO YOUNGHO

listennnn he’s the real vibe killer here 

[girlgrouptrash101]

Heejin (Loona) as Your Girlfriend

Request: “Heejin as your girlfriend, please 👀”

A/N: i miss Loona already

- C

The cuddliest girlfriend on the planet wbk

Gets pouty if you don’t hold on to her really tight and kiss her and just be all mushy and clingy

she does respect your space when you need it though, willing to settle with simply holding your hand (even though she would much rather curl up in your lap and have you hold her close)

Once she starts dating you, she’ll never wear her own clothes

Heejin just loves the way you smell so much that she has to be enveloped in it AT ALL TIMES

Especially when she can’t see you for a long time because of her hectic schedules and activities with Loona

she just puts on one of your hoodies and her heart goes 💕💗💕💗💕💗

Talks Chuu’s ear off about you

her unnie doesn’t mind though, she loves seeing how much of a lovesick puppy Heejin is

her members really love you though, because they can see how happy Heejin is with you and they want nothing but happiness for one of their rays of sunshine!

for some reason, every once in a while Heejin gets the urge to bite your ear?? She does it so often now that you're not even surprised

she just leans over and nips your ear, giving you a big smile as you look at her, before she leans over and steals a kiss

Movie dates where Heejin gets to shamelessly cuddle you in public

she ends up picking really sad movies though, and she ugly sobs at the back of the theatre while you try and calm her down, the other cinema goers giving you guys weird looks lmao

Heejin is usually the one blushing whenever you call her pet names or compliment her, but sometimes she gets super cocky out of nowhere

like there was that one time where you were walking around the fair with her and she wanted to play one of the games to try and win a cute plushie for you

she took her lollipop out of her mouth, putting it straight into yours with a wink

“Mind this for me will ya? I have a teddy to win, baby.”

She just walked away then, leaving you standing there bright red, like a deer caught in headlights, frozen from your girlfriend’s actions.

She took the lollipop right back from you after, commenting about how tasty it was as she laughed at the way the obvious blush coated your cheeks

Sings for you!!!

especially when you can’t sleep at night, she pulls you into her, singing a quiet lullaby in your ear to try and get you to drift off to sleep

your heart flutters at the way her voice is slightly hoarse, she’s half asleep and trying her best, but to you, it’s perfect.

always gets ready for dates at your house so you can help her choose what to wear

even though, and you’ve told her a thousand times, that she looks jaw-dropping in just about anything that she puts on.

Nothing makes her laugh more than you attempting to dance to Loona’s songs

especially when you’re both in your pyjamas, sliding around the wood floors in socks as Heejin desperately tries to teach you the choreography

it always ends the same way though - both of you laughing so hard that you have to sit down and remember how to breathe properly again

Little café dates where you order the strangest drinks just to say you tried them together

Heejin always remembers to take pictures wherever you go, wanting the memories to last a lifetime.

she has a secret folder of pictures she takes of you when you aren’t looking, most of them when you’re asleep, just because she thinks you look so soft and huggable uwu

backhugs when you cook her breakfast in the mornings

Overall just one (1) big softie who wants to hold you in her arms forever

NSFW (ish) From Here:

Your first time together was really really special for you both

you talked about it together a lot, both of you only willing to take that step if the other was read

it was filled with lots of soft kisses and “Is this okay?”

followed by both of you feeling like you were on cloud nine afterwards, the only words falling from your lips were a string of ‘I Love You’s’

she gets a little more confident as time goes on, but she never gets too cocky

likes being called princess, baby girl, etc.

giggles a lot during it, and the sound of her laugh is so infectious and wonderful that you can’t help but join in

not really into quickies because she doesn’t get enough time to really appreciate you the way she wants to

shyly asks for a second round the morning after because she just finds you so irresistible that she can’t hold back

the only person she would ever tell anything about your guys’ intimacy would be Hyunjin because she trusts her not to tell anyone

Hyunjin kinda clowns her a bit lmao but she does keep Heejin’s secrets safe, believe me

she gets really shy whenever she sees marks that she’s left behind on your skin because it reminds her of what happens

and she’s also like “Damn, I did that.”

pretty little moans that she tries to keep quiet but she sometimes can’t help herself

x100000 times more cuddle afterwards like wowee

[drv3imagines]

I did a quick search on our blog, and I do not believe we did any yandere headcanons, but now we have. And here ya go~

Rantaro Amami * Our boi is the overprotective yandere type, probably because he often acted this way with his sisters. So naturally he would shield you from any kind of “danger”. * It made you a little uncomfortable that he would always redirect you if he didn’t like someone you hung out with. Or if a friend was hugging you for too long. God bless the soul who dared to flirt with you. * But he was just being protective…even if it was a bit much… * He never was violent with you, and he hasn’t actually hurt anyone…so everything was fine. For now…until you decided to hang out in the library one day without his knowledge. * It just so happened the Rantaro was already there when he saw you and another student talking over shared a textbook. * This jerk had the nerve to get a little too close for Rantaro’s comfort, but it wasn’t anything like that, you and another classmate were simply studying. * Right. Studying was the first thing, then the punk would attempt to get you alone, right? Do what they had to and leave you in some alleyway? Not on Rantaro’s watch! * “Amami, what are you doing?” * Before you knew it, Rantaro had you by the arm and was dragging you away from that section of library. * His expression is unreadable as he tells you to stay put, and leaving without another word. * This attitude of his had to stop, or else– * He returns a moment later a little disheveled but otherwise fine. * Pulling you into a hug he strokes your hair and mutters to you. * “I only do what I do to protect you. I won’t ever let them hurt you, you know that.”

Korekiyo Shinguuji * This boi is obsessed with human behavior, but no other being on the planet could capture his attention quite like you. * It sucked that all of the other beings of this world got to be graced with your magnificent presence but not him. That’s why he declared you two to be a couple some time ago. * Having a wonderful piece of artwork like yourself by his side made him feel utmost ecstasy. Sometimes he just wishes he could stuff you and put you on display in his house or something so your beauty could be ageless :3c. Unfortunately he doesn’t have the resources at the time so he’ll have to save that for later. * When you two aren’t together, he will stalk you, but this only provided temporary satisfaction, as there was a limit to how much time you could actually spend together. * So he decided he would eliminate all factors that would separate you. * It would be best if you lived with him and never left since you both tend to have very busy schedules. His international travels had come to a near stop because they were taking away his time studying the world’s greatest beauty. And any outside activity you had would be secretly “monitored” from afar. * If anyone dared to come too close to his gracious human, they would be punished. * No, he would not kill them, but lay waste to them in his basement as decorative tokens for his lover. * While you were completely oblivious to this, he would provide you subtle hints hoping you’d make the discovery so he could see even the horrified beautiful you. * “My love, I have brought yet another ugly fraction of this world into our home. I must be blessed with your elegance once again to recover from this horrible feat.”

Kaito Momota * Kaito is the romance expert. He knows all about properly handling the lover of his dreams. * He’s got hand holding, opening doors, kissing, and sweeeeeet date ideas from here to the sun. * Grade A boyfriend. * He’s such a great boyfriend that he even knows how to properly dispose of any loser trying to get their grubby hands on you. * One way he marks his territory, or you for short, is his jacket. * It’ll be the middle of the hottest summer your city has ever faced, but he insists you keep it on in case anyone gets any funny ideas. * And if they did… * For extra security he always has an arm around you, holding you extra close when a potential rival came about. * No one would take you from him and he would remind you of that every time you were together. * “I gotta let the world know that you’re mine, don’t I?”

Kokichi Ouma * Everywhere you went, there was no doubt that your boyfriend would be latched onto you. * You two were known as the sickeningly sweet couple that was always together. You two were inseparable. * But not by your choice. * Ouma loved being with you ever since you two had been together. There was no way he’d let you be by yourself since it was his job to make sure you weren’t lonely. * At least that’s what he told you, but it was kind of clingy how he wanted to go with you wherever you went, even when you were hanging out with friends. * You would beg him to let you go out just once with just your friends but he’d either throw a huge tantrum or give you a silent treatment for nearly a month if you did. * So that settled any future outings, he had to go with you no matter what. No ifs, ands, or buts. * There was only one time you could remember that you had went out with a friend and forgot to ask him to tag along. But you figured it wasn’t that big of a deal. * It hadn’t even been a day after your hangout that the friend had sent you a text to never contact them ever again and it was pretty serious. Not only had they not called you, but you’d never seen or heard anything about them from that day on. * You relayed your hurt feelings to Ouma, oblivious to the devious look he held on his face. * “Awww, why would you waste your time with them? Aren’t I enough for youuuu?~ Nishishishsi.” ;)

Shuuichi Saihara * You’d never guess that detective boi was the type. * Especially since he isn’t one to let himself get caught. * Yes, Shuuichi Saihara is the stalker type of yandere, but if you’d ask him it’s not really “stalking.” * Just making sure you were happy when he wasn’t around. Checking on you, seeing if your day went on normally. Providing you chances to receive cute little bonuses throughout your day as evidence that he was always with you, even if you never noticed. * But sometimes there were other suitors who wanted to get a little too close for Shuuichi’s liking. * He could kill them and get rid of the evidence simply because it was easy and he could literally get away with murder, but what fun would that be? * He needed to make that jerk feel small, the same way they made him feel when his s/o would dare waste their time with someone else when all they needed was him! * “He won’t be laughing anymore when I– Oh, h-hello s/o! How did I get down here? I dropped my contact lens. What? Of course I wear contacts ^^;;”

Kiibo * Kiiboi is such an adorkable sweetheart. No way this precious baby could hurt a fly (not to mention robot laws?) * But he never had to. * If he’s ever learned one thing from Ouma, it was that the power of manipulation could get you anything you wanted. * He wouldn’t have to be scared you’d ever leave him because he could use cutesy words that would bring the two of you closer. Nothing wrong with that right? * You loved him as long as he made you feel that way. Humans were so naive adorable~ * He was helpless in your eyes and needed your guidance every step of the way uwu. * “I’m glad you are able to look past our differences and help me when I most need it s/o.” ;3c

Gonta Gokuhara * Gonta loves his s/o dearly. * He likes how nice you are to him. How nice you are to his bugs. And how you make him feel better after he does something stupid. Like when he told you you could never leave Gonta ever again. * He is really sorry, but the world is too dangerous for you and a good gentleman protects the ones he loves. * He drowns you with all sorts of affection, but it saddens him when you say you want to go home. * So he comes up with the idea of bringing some of your stuff to his home :D. * That doesn’t fix everything? * He does everything he can to make you feel happy and relaxed, knowing that his home is now forever your home. * He understands that you need exercise and fresh air sometimes so he lets you walk around the neighborhood at least once or twice a day, but Gonta has to go with you. * It’s overwhelming to say the least, but he loves you and treats you well, so that’s all that matters right? Even when you can’t go out on your own, talk to your friends, your family, or anyone in general… as long as you have him… * “Gonta promises to make you happy forever!”

Ryoma Hoshi * He’s ashamed of his past, but he has no problem owning up to it. * He hated that he had to kill those mafia members…yet he has no problem with dealing with anyone who even bats an eye at you. * It wasn’t like he was going to lie to you. * Yes, he did kill anyone who got too close. Heck no he wasn’t going to stop. * You honestly didn’t know what to do about this. * So you did what any reasonable person would do in this situation… * You did as he asked so he wouldn’t resort to violence anymore. * Your friends and family and any random stranger would live if you just loved him passed the sadistic monster who hurt countless others. * No one else was going to die because of you, and he would still get to love you. This is a win-win, right? Right?!?! * As long as you were happy…and being happy meant staying alive at this moment… * “You know I’d never hurt you right…”

[clownsgobeepbeep]

World Where Pumpkins Bloom

And now, part 11 of my story! Hurray!!!

Tbh the next part is kind of when things get...good? X3 Gah I hope stuff here is good both writing and story wise heheh, I feel that I may have rushed with the editing so I pray it’s decent

Tagging @grotesquegabby and @post-itpenny because there’s the slightest mention of some of yours uwu

Part Ten /// Part Twelve

“No, no, no! I said that no cake right now! The cake is going to be rolled in when we start to sing!”

“Jells, take a breather and just relax.”

“How am I supposed to relax when they can’t follow simple orders!?”

“You’re starting to sound like Mama Carol.” mentioned Cosmos who had been standing next to his sister who impatiently tapped her foot, both watching as two men rolled the large cake back and away into the kitchen where it came from. “How about you take a break from this? I’ll do the telling around here and you can go change into your costume.”

“It’s too early for that and knowing you, you’ll either get extremely angry or be too chill about things.” Jelly walked away from her brother who then ran after her, walking alongside her. “Ugh! That table is not in the right place!”

Cosmos stopped walking and turned to the table, waving a hand before the table moved with his movements into what he could assume was the correct place. He then followed his sister once again, watching as she walked to the center of the circus they were inside. Right in the center was the main stage, their cousin Cuckoo standing on it as they did their own leading.

“Cuckoo,” Jelly called out to the ringleader who turned to her with a smile. “Where did you put the section for the gifts?”

“That would be right over there Jelly.” Cuckoo motioned to an area that was already adorned to the theme of the party the D’Vitt family had been working on for the past few days. “Jelly, may I recommend something?”

“You may not.” Jelly sweetly smiled at Cuckoo before turning on her heel, Cosmos having parted away. “Do not tell me to sit down and relax.”

“I was actually going to recommend that you lay and rest, but alright.” Cuckoo laughed to themselves as they walked beside Jelly. “Although I must ask, where do you want the cake to go once the moment arrives?”

“I’d say right on the center, which is why I ordered that platform so that we wouldn’t struggle.”

“Ah yes, of course.” nodded Cuckoo. “And may I ask, where is James?”

“He’s at home with the boys. James is practicing the heart warming speech he has for Ula.” Jelly playfully rolled her eyes. “He’s acting like he’s giving her away at her own wedding. I mean, it’s just Ula’s twenty-first birthday which to humans is like becoming an adult and it’s almost like...I’m giving her away at her own wedding…”

“Jelly.”

“What am I going to do Cuckoo?” Jelly turned to the ringleader who attempted to contain a laugh. “Cuckoo, what if my little girl leaves home? What if Schrader asks for our blessing and proposes to her? Tonight!? What if-”

“Jelly, Jelly.” Cuckoo took hold of Jelly’s shoulders to stop her from rambling any further. “Take a deep breath, and think about what you are saying.”

Jelly followed as Cuckoo instructed,releasing her air which was then followed by a sigh.

“Oh Cuckoo...even as a so-called Elder I act like a paranoid human.” Jelly tugged at her hair. “I’m just glad-”

“Mom?”

The pair soon turned to look behind, a smile gracing Cuckoo’s features as Jelly’s showed a sign of subtle, mixed emotions.

“How do I look?”

“Oh, Ula.” Jelly whispered before going towards her daughter who was now in the circus, a pink dress hugging her body as she wore it. “You...you look…”

“Absolutely stunning.” Cuckoo finished for Jelly. “A flower who continues to bloom fantastically.”

“Thank you.” Ula grinned at Cuckoo before giving them a hug. “And thank you for allowing us to hold our party here.”

“Ula, you are family.” Cuckoo carefully pat Ula’s hair, making sure not to mess it up since they knew she had just gotten it done. “There is no need for thank you. Now-”

“Isn’t it too early for you to be in your costume?” Jelly interrupted before biting her lip. “We wouldn’t want your dress getting ruined. Where’s Schrader? He’s not wearing his suit, right? Why are you here? You’re not supposed to be seeing these things! And-”

“Mom.” Ula was the one to now place her hands on Jelly’s shoulders, smiling at her anxious mother. “Please, just relax. I know you want everything to go well, but I just need you to chill.”

“I will chill,” Jelly cleared her throat. “Once you leave the circus and go hang out with Richard. You two are supposed to be at the pier, having a good time while we finish everything up.”

“But mom-”

“No buts! Now go to the pier and have fun.” Jelly shooed Ula who rolled her eyes with a laugh. “And you don’t come back until it’s time!”

“Alright, alright. I won’t come back.” Ula waved at her mother as she walked away, Jelly giving a sigh before Cuckoo placed a hand on her shoulder.

“I know you think she looks as if she were to be married today-”

“Cuckoo, what the hell are you talking about?” Jelly removed Cuckoo’s hand before making her way towards a table. “You’re cuckoo, Cuckoo.”

“Oh Jelly. It is not like I am the Elder of Time or anything.”

“Whatever Cuckoo. Just go and lead the ring or whatever it is you do.”

_____________

“Ula, you’re gonna be laaate!”

“How is she going to be late if she got ready way before us?”

“And it’s her birthday party!”

“Yeah!”

“Boys,” spoke James as he stood in front of a mirror and slipping into a leather jacket. “It is us who will be late if you do not put your shoes on.”

“But daaad!” whined one of his sons. “I don’t wanna wear shoes.”

“Vincent, please.” James turned to the triplets who all sat on their parents’ bed. “Your mother is already waiting for us at the circus. I feel awful about not being there earlier. Now where is my comb?”

“I think I saw Biollante with it.” Hector shrugged as he swung his legs around, slicking his hair back which was being held down by a nice amount of gel. “Maybe they already ate it.”

“Biollante never had it.” came the voice belonging to Ula, everybody turning to the doorway where she walked in with a comb in hand as she was followed by Biollante. “You left it in the kitchen.”

“Oh, Ula.” James gave a bit of a sigh before approaching Ula with a smile to gratefully take the comb in her hands. “Whatever would I do without your darling?”

“Pfft, I dunno.” Ula slightly shrugged before  looking over at her brothers with a smile. “Um, anyways, I just got  a text from Schrader.”

“Is he near?”

“Oh yeah.” Ula nodded as she read the text messages. “So I think I should be leaving now.”

“What about us?” Davy threw himself backwards so that his back was on the bed. “We wanna go in the fancy limo too!”

“Boys.”

“Yes dad.” the triplets all replied with a sigh, their eyes turning over to their sister who gave a small smile.

“Oh! I think that was the door.” Ula pointed behind her after hearing the doorbell ring. “I should go now.”

“Oh, alright.” James nodded before following his daughter out of the room and to the living room where Ula unlocked the front door. “We will see you at the party then.”

“Mkay.”

“Take care and make good decisions.”

“Okay.”

“And-”

“Dad.” Ula interrupted James. “I’m just going on a limo ride and gonna stall until everything at the party is ready. You’re gonna see me there. It’s not like I’m going to prom and you’re staying here at home worrying about nothing.”

“I…” James remained silent before nodding, giving Ula a smile before carefully hugging her in a tight embrace. “I am very sorry I have been treating you this way. I just worry about you.”

“I know, but I’m here.” Ula snuggled into the hug, hiding her face. “I won’t leave you, dad.”

“Alright.” James nodded before finally letting go of Ula, the two smiling at each other before she finally opened the door to revel Schrader in his suit. “Schrader.”

“Mr. Mendax.” Schrader replied with a smile before glancing over at Ula who grinned ear to ear, so he offered an arm. “Miss D’Vitt.”

“Alright dad, we’ll be leaving now to head to the party later.” Ula kissed James’ cheek before accepting Schrader’s arm. “See ya!”

“See you.” James gave a bit of a wave at the pair as they headed away and into the vehicle parked in front of the house, neither noticing the suspicious glare that was now on James’ expression.

“So, what did you do the entire day before coming to pick me up?” Ula turned to Schrader after they both sat inside the limo, her eyes soon widening in surprise when she felt him kiss her all of a sudden.”

“I’m sorry.” he apologized with a laugh once he pulled away. “You just look so beautiful.”

“I look like this every day.” Ula gently hit Schrader’s shoulder before he shook his head. 

“Look like you’re going to a school dance to get a kiss from your destiny lover? I don’t think so.”

“Whatever.” Ula rolled her eyes before snuggling into Schrader who wrapped an arm around her. “So, we picking up the guys?”

“Yeah, right before we actually go to the party.”

“How long will that take?”

“I don’t know; I just know there’s a certain time we need to be there and it’s not exactly soon.”

“Huh.” Ula tapped her chin for a moment, then removing Schrader’s arm before making her way towards the end of the limo where there was a window that allowed her to see the driver. “Hey, how long till we go pick up our friends?”

“About an hour or so.” the driver answered. “Your mother instructed me to give you and your boyfriend either a leisure ride or let you stop wherever you wanted during that time. After that, we pick up your friends and head to the party.”

“Huh. That sounds pretty nifty.” Ula blinked in surprise before turning to Schrader who was too busy looking through the drinks. “Is it possible for you to take us to a restaurant or something like that?”

“It is. What do you have in mind?”

“I need you to go to this address.” Ula presented the driver with a note she had written earlier. “We’ll just spend some time there, maybe until the hour’s over.”

“Sounds great, I’ll take you there right away.”

“Thanks.” Ula nodded with a smile before heading back to where Schrader was seated, the latter casually drinking from a soda can. “Find anything good?”

“I’m surprised I found some Dr. Pepper.” Schrader proudly presented his soda before drinking from it again. “Anyways, where are we headed?”

“Oh, just somewhere nice. Hopefully it’s not crowded or anything.” Ula innocently grinned before Schrader gave her a look. “I know you’ll like it. Just make sure you don’t drink a lot of Dr. Pepper so you can have another drink over there.”

“We’re not going to a bar or anything, right?” Schrader laughed before wrapping an arm around Ula again.

“Of course not, you know I hate those places unless it comes to the good food.” Ula winked before her eyes turned to the driver who was too focused on the road. “I think you’ll like the place. Good food...if I remember correctly.”

“I trust you.” Schrader kissed the side of Ula’s head before looking out one of the windows. “Is that it? A 1950’s diner?”

Ula turned to look out the window as well, nodding with a small smile.

“It sure is.” she fluffed her hair and fixed the accessories in it before the vehicle made a stop, so she approached the driver’s window again. “We’ll be getting down now, I’m not sure if you’d like to come with or want to order something.”

“Don’t worry about me, I’ll wait here for the two of you. Just take your time.” the driver gave her a reassuring smile. “Go have fun.”

“Thank you.” Ula waved at the driver before she was helped by Schrader out of the vehicle. “Okay. Let’s go get our table.”

“Right.” he nodded before the two made their way to the front door, Schrader opening it and walking in after Ula. “Wow, it’s really not crowded.”

“It’s perfect.” Ula took hold of Schrader’s hand before leading him all the way to one of the booths in the back. “And this booth is perfect.”

“And why is that?”

“It just is.” she reached her hands out to hold Schrader’s again. “I really want a milkshake right now.”

“I think there’ll be plenty at the party.” Schrader looked around the area before turning back to Ula. “But, it’s nice being here. Just the two of us.”

“Yeah, exactly.” Ula nodded. “Nothing like a corny 1950’s date while we dress the part and drink from a single milkshake with two straws.”

“Sounds like the perfect date.” Schrader also nodded before his thumb rubbed on Ula’s knuckles. “You look so beautiful.”

“And you so dashing.” Ula replied. “I love you.”

“Nah, you don’t.” Schrader chuckled out before leaning over the table to plant a kiss onto Ula’s forehead. “But I love you.”

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Once the appropriate time had gone by, the skies had finally grown darker while still having a bright orange coloration to them. Beneath the skies was the circus belonging to Cuckoo who wandered around said tent, a warm smile adorning their features as they greeted guests that arrived.

Cuckoo however also made it their job to keep Jelly at bay, keeping an eye on her as she was put in a “time-out”. After greeting yet another few guests, Cuckoo turned to the table where Jelly was seated, and she directed an insulting motion towards them which merely made them laugh.

“Are you really that upset?” Cuckoo questioned the woman who refused to look at them, turning to face the opposite side with her arms crossed.

“I’m not talking to you.”

“Jelly, you knew I would most certainly not allow you to rush around the circus with stress on your mind.” Cuckoo chuckled as they sat in a chair next to Jelly’s. “Did you not take me seriously?”

“I kind of thought you were joking, yes.” Jelly still did not look at Cuckoo who pat her shoulder. “But let me tell you, you won’t be able to stop me once Ula gets here.”

“Alright, that I can agree on.” Cuckoo nodded before turning to the side, their smile widening. “However, I will resume welcoming guests and attending to every other detail after you have finished greeting Ula.”

“Whatever.”

“So, you might as well take the opportunity.” 

Jelly finally turned to Cuckoo with a frown and a rather confused one. Her nose twitched at the new scent that made her look to the entrance before clasping her hands with a gasp and brightened expression as a new guest arrived.

Cuckoo turned as well, now spotting that new ‘guest’.

“She’s here!” Jelly excitedly exclaimed before her expression turned into one of terror. “She’s here!”

“Jelly-”

“Where’s James!?” Jelly jumped up from her chair before spinnin on the spot, then gasping upon finding her husband standing right in front of her. “Jamie!”

“Jelly, she’s here!” James exclaimed in a whisper as he motioned to the entrance of the circus.

“We need to go to her.” Jelly grabbed his wrist before dragging him through the crowd of applauding party-goers who all now focused on the spotlight on Ula and Shrader. “I already saw her earlier, but she looks so beautiful!”

“You saw her before me!?” James asked in shock before his wife waved a hand at him, both finally stopping once they neared their daughter.

“Ula!” Jelly waved her free arm while slightly bouncing in place, this obviously catching the attention of Ula and Schrader who went towards them. “Oh, look at you two!”

“Mom, dad! Everything looks great!” Ula exclaimed before she was embraced by both of her parents. “I can’t believe you guys did all of this!”

“Anything for our tiny clown.” James booped Ula’s nose after the three parted away. “Schrader, you also look nice. The slicked hair suits you.”

“Thank you.” Schrader bowed his head momentarily before turning to Ula.

“And wow, mom.” Ula laughed as she looked her mother up and down. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear pants, especially such tight ones!”

“They look good, huh?” Jelly showed off her legs.

“Very.” James nodded before he got a small slap from Jelly on the arm.

“Alright you two, now that you and your friends are all here you should go and sit down. We’ll make some announcements later and such, then we can get to dancing.” Jelly grinned in excitement with some soft clapping. “I am so very excited.”

“Me too!” Ula also clapped before taking Schrader’s arm and locking hers into it. “Well, if you guys don’t mind, Schrader and I are gonna go dance!”

“Sounds good.” Jelly nodded, then nudging James’ side before he also nodded.

“Yes, we do not mind at all.” James smiled at Ula who also nodded, then rushing away with Schrader. “I hope they do not ditch the party.”

“Ula would never do that, especially after how hard we worked on making all this happen.” Jelly planted a peck onto James’ lips before walking away, surprisingly in a calm manner.

As James was left alone, he gave one more suspicious look at Ula and Schrader who were already on the dance floor. Soon enough, James made his way out and towards his wife.

_____________

“So,” Ula breathed out as she slow danced with Schrader, her head bowed down as she looked at their feet. “How are we gonna do this?”

“Well,” Schrader shrugged before pulling Ula closer as he also spoke quietly. “We gotta get their attention.”

“I think I know how to do just that.” Ula added before finally looking up at him. “We’ll have to wait just a little longer.”

Time had gone by, hours having already passed as the pair felt that the party was never ending. They had decided to join each other in yet another slow dance, this one being different from the rest that had been filled with loving gazes ad kisses here and there.

“I just…” Ula sighed. “I feel so numb right now.”

“I know, I get it.”

“I’m scared Schrader.”

“There’s no reason for you to be scared.” Schrader forced a comforting smile upon his features as he brought a hand up to Ula’s cheek. “I’m...I’m here for you.”

“No...you’re not.” Ula shook her head, her eyes blinking away what she could tell were tears. “You can’t be.”

“Ula.” Schrader reached out to hold her hand. “Ula...I know this is hard to believe, but you have to believe me.”

“I want to...b-but how can you be talking to me?” Ula felt her lip quiver as she took her hand away from Schrader. “I, I’m so confused...how...I-”

“I know, I know. Just...let me explain everything.” Schrader attempted to calm her down.

Ula’s night had been going well. It had been fantastic, even after a small mistake that took place in a circus that in no way belonged to Cuckoo but was in fact their rival in their eyes. Yet now, Ula was seated back on the couch of her living room where she had left a slumbering Schrader who was now wide awake. She didn’t want to believe that just a few minutes ago she had been conversing with a cat, and one who told her quite the unbelievable story she did not want to believe. 

The cat told her to speak to Schrader, and that was exactly what Ula did...never expecting him too add on to the feline’s tale.

“How did you die?” Ula spoke before Schrader was able to, turning to him once she wiped away stray tears. “And if you’re really dead and not playing some fucked up joke, how is it that you’re talking to me?”

“Ula, I would never do something like that to you.” Schrader took her hands into his again. “I died after your birthday party. You were attacked by the daughter of...Ryder and Missy.”

“What?” Ula blinked a few more times, this time with even more disbelief.

“I’ll get to explaining that other part later. Right now, I just need you to know that their daughter killed me. Grabbed my own mallet and…” Schrader stopped himself, feeling a pain course through his head. “She...she smashed my head into bits and-”

“Are you here because you too got a favor from the Elders or something.” Ula interrupted with an empty tone, her face plain and numb as could be.

“Conllium, yeah.”

“Why didn’t you tell me any of this earlier?”

“I had to make sure I wasn’t suspicious. Couldn’t blow my cover immediately since there are eyes and ears everywhere.”

“So...you’re alive here...but dead in reality…”

“...yes.”

“And I have a boyfriend who’s not you because you and I broke up before that.”

“Yeah…”

“What’s his name?”

“Atlas.” Schrader breathed out, not even sure what emotions he was feeling in that moment. “You’re...you’re childhood best friends.”

“How’s he look?”

“He’s got dark brown hair, green eyes, glasses. Pretty damn tall but still shorter than me. Has antlers coming out of his head ‘cause he’s a deer dude.” Schrader gave a bit of a laugh, still trying to comfort Ula. “And if I do say so myself, pretty good looking guy. Guess you do know how to pick them.”

To Schrader’s surprise yet gratitude, this was enough to make Ula smile a bit.

“However, Dante and the twins say that he looks like a nerd. That’s their nickname for him.”

“They’re so mean.” Ula quietly giggled to herself, right before her smile faltered and turned back into a frown. “But if he was my boyfriend and I really loved him...how did I forget about him?”

“You didn’t forget him. You were forced to;you were forced to forget every detail of your life so that you could feel that you belong in this world.” Schrader stated before looking down with a sigh.    “Just how...you were forced to love me again.”

“Schrader-”

“That’s not important right now.” Schrader shook his head. “What matters is that I tell you everything about your reality, and that we figure out how to get out of here.”

“Schrader,”

“Maybe we need to-”

“Schrader.” Ula spoke louder before Schrader looked at her, realizing that they were still on the dancefloor. “Schrader,”

“Yeah?”

“Schrader,” Ula started again before placing both of her hands on Schrader’s cheeks, biting her lip as she blinked away tears she would not allow to escape. “You have such a beautiful smile.”

“Ula-”

“Please. Just, never stop smiling.” she continued before pressing her forehead against Schrader’s. “I love you.”

“No.” he shook his head after grabbing Ula’s arms, preventing her from leaning in anymore towards his lips. “You don’t.”

They stared at each other for a moment before Schrader released Ula’s arms and she lowered them, the latter biting her lip as she felt Schrader kiss her forehead.

“But even death, I really love you.”

“Ray-”

“Ula!~” Jelly’s voice sounded from the side, prompting the pair to turn and see just the woman approaching them. “Schrader! It’s time to cut the cake!~”

“Already?” Ula turned to look at the large clock in the circus, but shock came to her upon the realization that there was no clock in sight. “What time is it?”

“It doesn’t matter.” Jelly waved a hand before grabbing Ula’s hand, dragging her through and off the dancefloor until reaching the bottom of the center stage. “Alright, now let’s get you ready Your father should be here any minute.”

“Jelly.” James was now heard, so the girls turned around to see James who smiled at them both. “Ula, ready to cut the cake darling?”

“Of course.” Ula nodded. “But I want Schader up there with us too.”

“Oh yes of course! We must have lost him on the way here.” Jelly chuckled before Schraer was finally in their presence. “There he is! Now let’s go up on the stage.

“Ready?” Ula whispered to Schrader who nodded, both holding hands rather tightly.

“I guess.”

“May I have everybody’s attention please?” Jelly spoke into her microphone she was handed, the music now stopping as everybody turned to her. “I believe that it is now time to sing Happy Birthday to the birthday girl.~”

Everybody’s attention was now on Ula who stood in the center, her siblings, parents and Schrader standing beside her. All eyes watched as from one side of the stage, two workers rolled in a table with a large cake that made Ula’s eyes widen and her jaw drop. The pumpkin at the very top was then lit up, right before everybody began to sing to Ula who felt her eyes swell with tears. Once done, Ula leaned in to blow the candle out before everybody clapped and Ula embraced her family, then being released as she was handed a large kitchen knife to cut the cake.

Cake slices were distributed to all the guests who focused on their new treats,. However, their attention was once again grabbed once a tapping into the microphone was heard. They all turned, as did Ula and those near her, everybody now staring at James who held the microphone and neared the girl.

“Lily.” he started before clearing his throat, a hand going up to slick his hair back despite it already being styled in such a way. “As your father, I have a few words I would like to speak to you.”

“Dad?”

You know I would do anything for you.” James gently squeezed Ula’s hand. “Lily, you...you have grown into such a beautiful, little lady.”

“Oh, dad...” Ula whispered, her eyes glancing down at  her thumbs which she twiddle, feeling a knot in the pit of her stomach. Besides that, there was a pain in her head just like every single other time something familiar struck her, and she very well knew these words had some kind of familiarity to them.

“What I am trying to say Lily, is that...I am so, very proud of you. Without knowing it,you gave me a chance to better myself and turn into who I am today. You allowed me to become your father, the father of a very talented, intelligent, beautiful, young woman who I thank for such acts of kindness.” James looked at Ula who bit her lip in order to prevent herself from showing too much emotion that she would have liked. “Anybody is fortunate to have you in their life Lily, I know I am. And as I mentioned before, you have grown into such a lady that I have grown to be very proud of.”

“Oh, dad.” Ula tried her hardest to hide what she felt, but even if she knew what she heard was all a figment of her imagination...it resonate deep within her. “Stop, you’re gonna make me cry.”

“I only tell the truth.” James chuckled before using a handkerchief to softly wipe Ula’s eyes. “You deserve all the good in the world. You are such a strong and courageous one and you stand back up no matter how many times you fall. You are such an admirable lady Lily.”

“J...dad…”

“I just need you to know these things, just in case you ever forget darling. I am so glad that I was given the chance to this life, and especially to share it with you as you grow and continue to bloom into the wondrous flower that you are.” James smiled at Ula who accepted the handkerchief he offered to wipe her eyes again. “I know that the night is coming to an end, but I wish you a Happy Birthday.”

Ula then pulled herself away from James to wipe her eyes that finally poured out tears, right before she felt him pull her into a hug that she instantly returned. The girl buried her face into him until they eventually pulled away, James wiping her eyes once again.

“Thank you J...dad.” Ula wiped her eyes one last time. “That...that was very sweet ...I'm so glad...I...I don’t even know what to say….”

“That is alright.” James tucked a strand of Ula’s hair behind her ear. “You do not need to say anything.”

“No.” Ula shook her head before taking the microphone out of his hand. “There is something I need to say.”

Ula looked at both of her parents who each gave her smiles, awaiting the heartfelt speech Ula must have prepared. She then glanced over at Schrader who furrowed his eyebrows at her, motioning as if to ask what she was planning.

“Tonight has been wonderful, probably one of the best nights of my life.” Ula began, roughly clutching onto the microphone she spoke into. “But this is not my life.”

Jelly and James turned to each other, completely perplexed before Jelly stepped towards Ula who got away.

“This is just some illusion. It’s not real and I realize that now.” she told everybody before looking over at James. “You are...you are not my dad...you...you’re just a bunch of pure imagination.”

“Ula, what is going on?” Jelly whispered through grit teeth.

“My dad’s name is Lennie Blueblood and he’s the father of my siblings Davey and Cordelia. My pet is an alien axolotl named Mana, and he has a family of his own. My uncle Cosmos is married to a man named Vespers and they have three kids. My uncle Pepper is married to a woman named Belinda and they have kids like rabbits would. My mom’s best friend is my aunt Maggie who is married to Billy.My best friend is named Amaranthus and I couldn’t stand her when we first met, but I love her like a sister despite her being my cousin. And my-” Ula then stopped herself before looking over at Schrader again, though he made sure to turn away. “My boyfriend’s name is Atlas. That’s my life, my reality and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

“Ula…” Jelly pressured as she attempted to grab the microphone, Ula tearing her hand and the microphone away which made Jelly frown deeply.

“And now that I have everybody’s attention, I have one more thing to say.” Ula took a deep breath before finally speaking again. “Fuck you Cantarella, you useless piece of shit.”

In that moment, Ula saw as the lights in the circus all turned off to create a dark atmosphere that made her clench her fists. She felt as Schrader stood next to her and grabbed her hand, both then seeing as a series of pink lights turned on in the darkness.

“What’s with the pink lights?” Ula whispered before feeling Schrader securely dug his fingers into her arm.

“Those aren’t pink lights.” he took a step back, taking Ula with him as they realized the pink was everywhere. “They’re eyes.”

“I think it’s about time we ditch the party.”

“Yeah.” Schrader nodded before he and Ula made a run for it, jumping off the stage and kicking some guests on the way down before pushing through everybody that attempted to stop them. “May I ask what your plan even is!?”

“I just knew that we need to get everybody’s attention but other than that, my mind’s blank!” Ula exclaimed  before stopping in her tracks. “Wait!”

“No time for waiting!” Schrader grabbed her by the wrist in an attempt to drag her away from the crowd of pink eyed shadows that chased after them. “They’re going to get us!”

“No, wait! I need the cake knife!”

“Knife!? What for!?”

“I saw this in an episode of Batman: The Animated Series!”

“Ula!” Schrader groaned before picking her up, running even faster before they finally got out of the circus and lost the others. “I know this is all fake but this isn’t some hero television show!”

“I know, I know!” Ula replied, then whispering once Schrader hid behind a tree with Ula still in his arms. “But this stuff always works in movies and shows, I’ve seen it more than once. But there’s this episode with the Mad Hatter, and-”

“Ula…!”

“Oh! I’ll get the knife myself!” Ula removed herself from Schrader’s arms, hopping down and creating a rabbit hole in the ground which she jumped into. “Come on!”

Schrader searched the area for a moment, making sure nobody else was near, then jumping into the hole that lead him and Ula back into the circus. He remained silent as did the entire circus, the only sound being the music that ever so softly played quite ominously in the darkness.

“This way.” he felt Ula grab his wrist, the two walking over to the stage before Schrader helped Ula climb onto it. However, before he too was able to get on, the lights in the circus all turned on and Schrader was pulled back by arms grabbing him from every side.

“Schrader!” Ula exclaimed before rushing towards the cake, grabbing the large knife that she held close to her. Her eyes widened at the sight that was Schrader being held down by the hands of her parents and brothers that all glared at her with pink eyes.

“Oh shit…” she muttered once realizing that she was actually surrounded by pink eyes everywhere. “Oh shit, shit, shit.”

“Put the knife down.” commanded her mother in a distorted voice, her frown then turning into a sweet smile. “Please my little oyster, put the knife down.”

“No!”

“This is all but a grave mistake.” James commented as his nails dug into Schrader. “Please, let us love you.”

“No.” Ula shook her head as she now pointed the knife at them. “Fuck you.”

“Don’t you love us Ula?” the triplets asked with innocent voices. “We love you, big sister!”

“Fuck off!”

“Don’t speak to your brothers with such foul language.” Jelly frowned one again, pressing her sharp, elongated nails against Schrader’s throat. “Or I’ll kill him.”

“And we’ll especially kill him if you don’t stay with us.” the triplets nodded as their nails grew into claws as well.

“You have always wanted a father, correct?” James smiled at Ula who’s glare started to falter. “Here I am darling.”

“D...dad…” Ula started to lower the knife, then shaking her head as she slashed at the air. “You’re not my dad! Lennie is!”

At this, James gave a glare before turning to look at Schrader who struggled to get out of the family’s grip. 

“If you don’t stay with us, we’ll kill him.” James threatened, everybody then hearing as Ula gave a laugh.

“Do it.” Ula continued to laugh. “Do it, asshole.”

“Ula.” Schrader breathed out as he glanced down at Jelly’s and the triplets’ claws. “What are you doing?”

“Trust me.” Ula mouthed to Schader before her eyes went back to James. “Go ahead and kill him. I bet you won’t do it.”

James and the others scowled at Ula, then turning to Schrader before claws were dug and slashed into him. Ula made sure to turn away at the sight, not wanting to relive the memory of Schrader dying, even if she didn’t remember the first one.

“And now,” Ula shut her eyes as she gripped onto the knife very tightly. Her eyes opened for one last time before she glanced at James and despite her determination, Ula felt a twinge of pain in her chest.

“Goodbye.”

“Ula, don’t!” James exclaimed before plunging the knife right into her back, choking out a breath of air before she cut a straight line down.

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I like your eyepatch for your choice uwu

As you can tell, I barely wrote anything for Pirate AU Cuckoo, so now let’s see some more of them uwu

There was an island, a port in fact. A quite…quiet one where not very much happened.

That was until today.

People ran in all directions, attempting to hide wherever possible if not continue fleeing as they were all being chased by raiders or the dangers that came from guns being shot or bombs exploding.

In between the crowd was a mix of uniformed men, all crouching, kneeling, or standing behind anything to shoot at the invaders who ran around like a pack of wild wolves.

Pirates. Of course.

It was to be expected but seeing how their port was normally not very hectic, it did come as a surprise when black sails were seen in the distance before canons fired at the island.

“Admiral, what should we do?”

“Focus on our people first.” came the admiral’s voice as they walked through the crowd of soldiers all getting ready to run into the fight once again.

“But the island!”

“Everything can always be rebuilt!” the admiral yelled at the man who had been following them around. “Our people frankly can not , soldier! Now hurry and protect the people and tell the others that I ordered just that!”

“Yes Admiral!” the man saluted before immediately making a run for it, joining the others outside who were trying to fend off the pirates.

“Shall we evacuate the people to our fleet?” another man followed the admiral who shook their head.

“Once the pirates notice this, they shall sink the ships. It is best that the people be hidden away and our men guard that location.

“Yes Admiral!” the man ran off as well, shouting orders to the other men who hurried out whilst a few stayed to light canons.

The admiral traveled beside the line of canons, giving no reaction as every one of them fired in sync. Instead, their expression remained upset as they drew their sword, jumping from where they stood and onto the soft sand, completely unharmed.

With a twirl, they jabbed their sword before hearing a loud grunt for they had stabbed a pirate that attempted to run towards them. 

Pulling their sword out, they then continued to storm their way across the sand, clashing swords with all pirates that came at them, managing to kick them into the water if not also stab them to either kill or injure them to keep them in place.

The admiral then grabbed one of the pirates, swinging them with a single arm before throwing them to a group of other pirates resulting in all of them to tumble. With this, they took the chance to turn to a mother and child who had been cowering in fear.

“Take them away!” they commanded to a nearby soldier, the pair then being rushed off as the admiral stood in place waiting for the next attack. And then, that’s when they made a sharp turn and lifted their sword with both hands as another clashed down onto it.

“Admiral.”

“The pirate captain.” the admiral spoke before pushing the sword away, retrieving their own as they took a stance and saw that the captain before them did so as well.

“I prefer Admiral, considering how I command a fleet of pirate ships as well.” the pirate lunged at the admiral who blocked his attack.

“Now that sounds quite silly, sir. A pirate admiral sounds rather like a joke.”

“Now, now, Admiral. I am not here to give jokes.” the pirate backed away before the admiral now took a lunge towards him, the pirate avoiding the attack with a swift movement. “I am here to take all that I must from this island of yours.”

Before the Admiral was able to make a block, the pirate slashed at their arm where there was a new cut on their coat as well as arm, blood slowly starting to pour out.

“Not if I can allow it.”

“Oh no need to worry.” the pair clashed swords, attempting to push each other away as the pirate leaned in. “Your permission I do not care for.”

“I do not believe you care for much.” 

They pushed each other away, their swords swinging and hitting against each other before the pirate managed to disarm the admiral, throwing their sword into the air. It was then caught by the pirate who now wielded two swords, so the admiral ran off to the nearest building in which they thankfully found an array of swords, surprisingly not in use.

“You are quite the cheater sir.”they commented as they blocked another attack, then jumping as a sword was swung at their legs.

“Pirates do not know the term ‘cheater’, for rules do not apply to us. I believed you would have known that by now Admiral.” the pirate responded as the admiral leaped over a barrel to have a higher ground and jumping as both swords were swung at their legs in an ‘X’ motion.

“Do I say sir, your appearance strikes me some familiarity.”

“I am known all around Admiral, there are even legends of me and what I have done.” the pirate announced, ducking as the admiral swung down at his face. “But seeing how quiet your island is, there is no doubt those never reached here.”

Before the admiral could reply, they gasped in surprise after the pirate roughly kicked the barrel they had been standing on. So, the admiral plummeted down to the ground before their sword was kicked away and the pirate’s two had the admiral’s neck in between as they were now placed in an ‘X’ figure again.

“What is your name sir?” the admiral looked up at the pirate who inched closer towards them. “I must learn the name of the one who is about to bring my end and the end of my island.”

“Father!”

The pair turned to look behind the pirate as a flash of red appeared, coming closer towards them.

“Lily?” they both asked before turning to each other in surprise, speaking at once again. “How do you know her!?”

“Father!” the child called out as she now stood behind the pirate, her eyes landing on the admiral before giving a loud gasp. “Father! What are you doing!?”

“Lily, I thought I told you to stay on the ship.” the pirate placed his foot on the admiral so they wouldn’t stand.

“But father, your men are complete buffoons and I wish to stay by your side rather than in the ship where boredom strikes me.”

“Father?” the admiral looked at the pirate in pure confusion. “You are Mendax!”

“Indeed I am, and-”

“Father! Oh father, do you realize who this is?”

“No…?”

“Father.” the child approached the admiral, shooing away James’ swords before helping the shocked admiral back up, even dusting their clothes. “This is my uncle Stellar’s best friend, Harley Tennant.”

“Lily, I-”

“You can not kill them! They are like a relative to me as well father!” Lily held the admiral’s hand, even pointing an accusing finger at James who lowered his swords, not knowing how else to react.

“But, Lily…the-”

“Tut, tut!” Lily exclaimed. “I will allow you to bring them onto the ship, and only them.”

Harley looked at the pirate who shut his eyes, clearly frowning despite wearing a cloth over his mouth. He gave a deep sigh before nodding in defeat, then dropping a sword to snap his fingers which in turn made a vulture fly over and onto his arm.

“Tell the others that it is time to leave.” James spoke to the vulture who took flight again, giving a sound to the air before the pirates soon started to go back to the shore.

“Thank you very much father.” Lily smiled at James who then pat her head as she hugged his legs with pure affection.

“Thank you.” Harley nodded in agreement before having James shoot a glare at them, then picking up Lily who kissed his cheek.

“It is time for us to leave darling.” he told the girl who looked over at Harley with a smile, waving at them as James started to walk away with her.

“I like your eyepatch.” Harley called out to the child who had been wearing an eyepatch, lifting it to giggle.

“I am learning how to see in the dark! Like a pirate!”

“Good luck with that!” Harley waved back, glancing down at their sword on the ground as they still wondered to themselves what had just happened…and why they had not been taken-

“Excuse me!” they shouted as they were now engulfed in a darkness as a cloth had been placed over their head.

“Where do we take ‘em?”

“The jail cells ya idiot.”

“Right.”

“Unhand me you, you, filthy pirates!”