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flamingpudding · 10 months

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DPxDC Family Week June 19 (Day 2)

Prompt: Siblings | Play

A/N: All I gotta say is this was heavily inspired by Wayne Family Adventures. I think I focused more no the Play prompt than Siblings, either way please enjoy my Day 2 contribution :D

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Danny was in a tricky situation. He carefully checked his surroundings as he crouched behind a bookshelves to reload. The Meta Alliance was off the table. Duke got taken out by Dick. He had seen Damian hunting down Tim earlier, muttering something about using the same trick again despite his warning. Jason was still wandering the halls in search of him loudly offering Danny a new Alliance promising that he wouldn't be shot on sight. He had lost sight of Cass earlier but he knew Steph was hiding on the second floor waiting for Jason to take revenge.

When Dick had come to him and Jazz earlier that day Danny did not expect for the oldest Wayne to hand them each a paintball gun with a wide grin. Only for them to suggest taking part in a game they played every year called Assassin. It was apparently a secret from Bruce that only the children of Bruce Wayne aka Batman took part in.

He had been suspicious of it at first, Jazz and him had only joined the Family for a couple of months now and Dick had suggested they join the game as a bonding experience between siblings with the rest of the family. When Danny didn't let up on his suspicious staring he also offered that it was a way to train and test Danny's stealth against his new siblings.

Only partly convinced, at least in Danny's case, they had joined. The moment they entered the sitting room everyone else was in, Harper, last year's winner according to the others, decided to start with a special alliance to ease Jazz into the game. Only for her to get accidentally taken out. She had made the mistake of forming the alliance with all the girls including Jazz, without prior information that till then only Danny had been privileged to with how often his own sister had souped him. To Harper's credit, she didn't know about the bad aim his sister inherited from their dad. The girl alliance got pretty quickly dissolved then and the Fanton siblings formed a new one, since Danny knew best how bad of a shot Jazz was.

Though Danny additionally had the one with Duke until he got taken out. They honestly had thought that with their Meta-powers they could overwhelm the others. Hell they were a power duo on patrols, this should have been easy. That was until Dick got Duke and Duke in all the dramatic sibling fashion 'died' in a distracting way that made Dick and Danny laugh only for the Ghost to then escape.

"AH FUCK!" Looks like Jason got taken out now too from the sounds of it. Danny didn't stay to find out who took the revenant out. He went invisible and phased through the wall behind him and floated up a floor through it. Carefully to avoid Bruce as well as Alfred so that the two adults shouldn't grow suspicious. Suddenly there was rusting behind him and Danny turned around quickly. He was still invisible so aside from Duke no one should be able to see him right now.

"I know you're here Danny. Show yourself."

"You're wearing your mask with heat-vision?" The question came out before he could help himself as he stared at Tim. Both his hands raised as he held them up, showing that he meant no harm, his paintball gun in his right hand pointing at the ceiling for extra measures while Tim was grinning at him with his gun pointed at Danny.

"Your body temperature is lower than the average human one, especially when you use your powers. It's the easiest way to find you since it was decided that both you and Duke were allowed to use them."

"I see." Danny nodded along. "I take it, you want to take me out right now?"

"If you don't agree to my proposal. Help me take out Damian and Cass."

Danny hummed thinking about it for a second before he noticed movement from the corner of the hall. He grinned, shrugging with his shoulders. "I would but… sorry maybe next time!"

He let himself fall through the floor as Tim cried out, blue splotches on his back appearing. Danny barely missed getting shot too as he fell onto the first floor. An orange splatter left on the wall at the height his chest had been mere seconds ago. Cass standing at the end of the hall as they made one final eye contact before he completely disappeared from sight through the floor.

But he did not get a second of rest as he fell into one of the down stairs sitting rooms. The moment he was through the ceiling and made eye contact with a stunned but then grinning assailant. He flipped to the side barely dodging the colorful rounds shot at him and aimed his own gun. Ten shots, nine missing but the last one finally got his target's leg.

"Gotcha!" He cheered as he floated down grinning brightly at Dick.

"Not bad baby ghost. I didn't expect you and Jazz to be this good. Sure you guys didn't have formal training?" Inspecting his leg the elder smiled, happy at seeing Danny enjoying himself this freely. He still remembered the first month in which Danny barely spoke to anyone aside from his sister. Dick had been a bit worried when he asked the Fanton kids to join their game but he was glad that he did now. The Fantons had come a long way and it appeared that they finally saw the rest of the Waynes as siblings too.

"No, everything is self thought. Though, Jazz hitting Harper was totally an accident considering she had been aiming at-" Their phones buzzed and both each took their own out. Dick whistled. "Baby bird took out Steph. So now it's only you, Jazz, Dami and Cass left. Looks like this year's game will even be over before patrol starts."

"Did it take longer last year?"

Dick nodded. "It went right into patrol time. But maybe it's getting over faster this year because everyone is at the Manor." He didn't mention that he had specifically asked the others to not draw out the game too long. Despite the couple of months, Danny and Jazz were still new to Gotham and the family and they both didn't need distractions during patrol and support.

"Speaking of being at the Manor. Why hasn't Alfred said anything about the paint splatters yet? He is omnipresent, I thought he would be the first to notice." The halfa tilted his head in light confusion. Really with the way Alfred always knew what was going on in the Manor Danny had long since expected for the butler to gather them all to give them a stern talking about playing with paintball guns inside the building.

"It's fine as long as we clean up after ourselves." He raised an eyebrow and Dick rubbed his neck nervously. "And as long as we don't go overboard and damage anything permanently. Besides, sometimes Alfred even ends up joining in on these games to teach us a lesson or to get back at us for all the grief we gave him with injuries in the past."

Danny raised a suspicious eyebrow. "He… won't just do that this time, will he?"

"Nope, but we should clean up here before Bruce comes back. It also helps that most of us only shoot when we are sure that we will hit the others and not something else." Danny nodded, muttering an embarrassed 'sorry' remembering how he let more than one shot lose at his targets. Dick only chuckled, patting his head and offering a cloth piece to wipe the paint from the wall.

Once it was clean Danny gave a grinning Dick a little finger salute before going invisible again and leaving the room. There were only four players left. He wouldn't be able to find Cass but he could try and take out Daimien. Choosing to be as silent as possible Danny used his ghost powers to also float. He turned off his ghostly powers as he came across Bruce and Tim by the stairs. The man was asking Tim about the paint on his neck that he must have splattered there when Cass had taken him out earlier.

"Damian and I got into a disagreement when I passed his atelier earlier. He threw one of his paint brushes at me like a dart."

"Damian wouldn't just do that because of a simple disagreement. What sort of argument did you two get into this time, for it to art out like this?"

Danny frowned slightly. The others never had mentioned what would happen if Bruce found out. He hid his gun on his back under his hoodie.

"Hi Bruce, I think someone must have pissed him off at school. He threw one at me too, when I asked him what got him into a sour mood." Danny decided to add to the lie. Really the youngest stabbiness was a really nice trait that made these lies even more believable. Tim gave him a thumbs up for the support hidden from Bruce's eyes.

"Hello Danny. Maybe I should have a talk with Damian. I cannot have him bring another knife to school again." The man muttered with a sigh as he walked away from them. Tim and Danny grinned at each other before once again Danny saluted before making his way back to the second floor. He had a feeling that he would find Damian or Cass up there.

Hearing voices by the end of the hall where Damian's Atelier was, Danny decided to try and be sneaky. The door was only a gap wide open, he peaked into the room. It hadn't been long since he had meet Bruce with Tim by the stairs but apparently the man was quick with his actions. In the room were said man and the youngest Wayne, Bruce was apparently trying to get Damian to tell him why he was in a sour mood and hurl his paint brushes at his siblings.

Danny snickered, the man's back was to the door and he grinned the moment Damian noticed him peaking in by the door. He gave the youngest a little bit of a mocking wave with the addition of a wide grin as Damian scowled. Bruce apparently took it that Damian did not like the reinforced rule of no knives at school.

Still grinning the ghost boy pulled his gun from the back and aimed it through the door carefully so that Bruce wouldn't notice him. Damian was now flat out glaring deadly at him, daring him to do it in the presence of his father. Waiting for the right time Danny watched Bruce and when the man appeared to look at something at his side he fired a shot. Hitting the youngest square in the chest who quickly despite his deadly glare turned towards one of his unfinished pieces and grabbed some of his art supplies to explain that color splatter as a lapse of his own judgment and frustration of the topic they were discussing.

Danny definitely knew he would be paying for this action later. Damian wasn't as stabby with him like he was with others thanks to Danny's ghostly powers, but that only meant that the youngest was creative in other ways to get back at the halfa. Though right now it only mattered to Danny that he was able to get two of the bat-kids out of the game with no formal training. That grin was whiped of his face when he felt a short sting on his back and his head whipped around to see Cass behind him smiling brightly.

"Lacking situational awareness."

"Okay yea, that was my bad." Letting out a sight he admitted defeat as he in a bout of dramatic essence chose to lay flat on the ground only lifting his head a little to face an amused Cass. Taking out his phone he proceeded to text the group that he had taken out Damian but in return got taken out by Cass. Looks like Cass would be the winner this year, he commented into the chat.

"Finally found you Danny!" Looking up stunned as well as hearing shuffling towards the door from the Atelier Danny looked up to see Jazz standing by the end of the hall now her paintball gun aimed at Danny as Cass dived to the side away from him. Right, his sister was still in the game!

"Let me handle this!"

"Wait Jazz!"

Too late his sister fired multiple shots and in a feat the half ghost honestly thought impossible, the projectiles ricochet off of decorations, leaving small splatters of paint behind them everywhere. The door next to him opened and Danny stared wide eyes up at Bruce and Damian.

"What is going on-"

-splat-

At the end of the day Cass was declared the winner while Jazz was declared the honorary winner by being the first one to ever hit Bruce Wayne aka Batman square in the face with a paintball gun.

Though the siblings all got a stern talking to from the man for playing Assassin inside the Manor as well as Alfreds disappointed look™ that was followed by an amused smile whenever the butler side eyed Bruce. The smiles and looks all the siblings exchanged promised that next year's game would be filled with revenge plans. Maybe till then Jazz's aim would become better with the shooting classes Bruce decided to sign her up for with a knowing smile.

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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This may be a little boring ......

I was thinking about chishiya and arisu reaction if reader wipes their kiss away. Like i said this might be boring but i would be really happy if you could do this!

‧₊˚✩ chishiya, arisu and kuina reaction - wiping their kisses away

warnings: ooc chishiya, fuck canon chishiya and kuina will forever be a t4t duo in my fics poor depictions of drunk people, drunk kuina

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i kinda struggled with this one ngl (specifically chishiya's) but i think this idea is really cute :) i hope you like it <33

additional note: i've been writing for enha a lot lately so i wanted to make it clear that i still write for aib !! i just mostly write requests so feel free to send anything :))

gn reader (no pronouns used)

requests open !! read my rules first

‧₊˚✩ chishiya

word count 404 i'm obsessed with him send help

chishiya leans down, quickly brushing his lips against your cheek before he pulls away. instinctively, you brush your hand against the skin he kissed. he pauses, blinking at you in shock for a few seconds. deep brown eyes stare at you as he tries to make sense of what you just did.

you twist the soda can in your hands, cutting into the metal to prepare it for a mess of wires that will make it into a makeshift bomb. behind you, the door swings open and a tired kuina enters. she lets out a dramatic sigh, sitting down at the table beside you. “another bomb?”

“you can never have too many, right?” you chuckle.

kuina hums, cocking her head at chishiya. “you look like you just saw a ghost.” she leans to look at him over your shoulder before whispering in your ear. “i’ve never seen his eyes so big before. it’s kinda freaking me out.”

you look up at him, setting the can aside.

chishiya takes the opportunity to lean down again, this time kissing your lips. he pulls away just as quickly before silently disappearing back within the beach.

kuina sits on one of the beach chairs, rolling her wooden cigarette between her lips. she lights up when you approach. “have you seen chishiya?”

“you know he doesn’t hang around out here,” she sighs. “he’s probably back in the workshop.”

you nod. “thanks.”

you make your way through the winding hallways of the beach’s hotel as you retrace the route back to the workshop chishiya usually works in. true to kuina’s word, he’s sitting at the table, tinkering away at another new invention using a variety of random items he found at the beach.

he doesn’t react when you enter. you silently make your way over to sit next to him, leaning over his shoulder as you watch him. “are you ignoring me?”

“no.” he sets the tape aside, finally turning to face you.

“then why are you acting so weird?”

“you wiped my kiss away.”

you stifle a laugh, moving closer to straddle his hips until your knees rest on either side of his thighs. chishiya rests his hands on your hips as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. “i’m sorry, baby. it won’t happen again.”

he presses another sweet kiss against your lips, this time long enough for you to pull him back in for more. “it better not.”

‧₊˚✩ arisu

word count 407 he's terrified but he's also so cute dnkslns

you close the door to arisu’s room behind you as you enter before setting your bag down by the side of his bed. he’s sitting at his desk with a headset on, occasionally talking to chota and karube. you make your way over to stand behind his chair. you lean over his shoulder as he focuses on the round. his fingers are fast as they move between the buttons of his controller, moving expertly to kill each enemy he comes across.

sensing he hasn’t noticed your presence behind him yet, you brush your hand against his shoulder. he jumps a little, glancing up at you before returning his attention to the screen. “hi babe.”

“oh no, y/n’s there,” you can hear chota through the headset. “that means arisu will be leaving soon.”

“well, let’s hope whoever replaces him is decent. otherwise we’re screwed.” karube chuckles.

“come on, i don’t always leave.” arisu complains.

“yes you do.”

“do you really want chota to list every time you’ve abandoned us early because y/n showed up?” you stifle a chuckle as arisu sighs, accepting his defeat.

he leans up to press a kiss against your cheek, setting his controller down on the table in front of him. you bring your hand up, wiping it across the skin he just kissed. arisu looks up at you with wide eyes, gasping. you cock your head at him. “what?”

“did you just wipe my kiss away?” he dramatically presses a hand against his chest, leaning back in his chair as if he’s been shot. “i can’t believe this! how could you?”

you try to hide your smile, moving to sit on arisu’s lap. he sits up immediately. you smirk down at him as he hesitantly moves his hands to your hips. “i sincerely apologize, arisu ryohei,” you tease. “how will i ever make it up to you?”

“a kiss would help.” he mumbles. you lean down to gently pull him into a sweet kiss. you can feel him smile into it, making you smile as well.

the moment is interrupted by karube and chota complaining over his headset. “are you really gonna make out with your mic on?”

“hey! we’re about to start another round!”

arisu leans over, hanging up from the call. the blush on his face has deepened when he looks back at you. you laugh, slipping the headphones off of his head, pulling him back into another kiss.

‧₊˚✩ kuina

word count 463 this one is my fav i love her

“kuina?” you call, searching for her through the crowd. she’s easy enough to find - sitting on a beach chair and joking around with usagi and arisu. her head is thrown back as she laughs. her joy is infectious as you stand, watching her for a few seconds. it’s not often that you see authentic joy in the borderland - especially not at the beach.

a small smile of your own spreads across your face as you make your way over to her. she’s still giggling as you approach, lighting up when she notices you. “baby!” she cheers, all but throwing her body onto yours in her excitement. you stumble a little as you wrap your arms around her waist, catching her body. you can smell the alcohol on her breath as she clings to you, still racked with drunken giggles every now and then.

“sorry,” usagi gives you a sympathetic smile. next to her, arisu is also laughing. you can see the empty bottles and cans of alcohol on the ground around the beach chairs next to them. “they got a little carried away.”

you shake your head, still holding kuina up. “it’s alright. thank you for keeping an eye on her.”

“of course,” she smiles, glancing back at arisu. “i should probably get him to bed.”

“me too. i’ll see you tomorrow?”

usagi nods. “we’ll see you tomorrow.”

“come on, honey,” you whisper to kuina, coaxing her to follow you into the hotel and back through your room. it’s easy enough to drag her through as she wraps her arms around your shoulders.

you’re grateful chishiya told you to choose a room on the first floor by the door; even more so when it only takes a few minutes to get kuina from the pool into your shared bedroom. she pulls your face down as you set her on your bed, leaning up to press a kiss against your cheek. you wipe the alcohol from her lips off of your face, leaving to grab a water bottle to set on the bedside table.

kuina is pouting at you when you return. “what is it?”

“you wiped my kiss away!” she whines.

you can’t help the laugh that escapes you as you sit down next to her. you brush her hair behind her ear. “i’m sorry baby.”

kuina wraps her arms around your shoulders, twisting your bodies so she’s hovering over you. she stares down at you for a few seconds before leaning down and pressing a million little kisses against your skin. you laugh at the ticklish feeling, gently pushing her away.

after pressing a final kiss against your lips she pulls away, laying down next to you. “satisfied?”

she rolls onto her side to look at you with a wide smile. “very.”

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skyward-floored · 3 months

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I think I’m coming down with a cold again and possibly have a fever but I’m here to scream about the update some more anyway! (and analyze a bit but mostly scream). Dawn part 7 here we go!

(All images belong to @linkeduniverse <3)

First off I have to say this was my favorite panel I think, it’s so pretty. The faint glow! The colors! The cape over his shoulder! Amazing. This truly was Sky’s update, I loved every bit of focus he got. Jojo fed us well :D

So it looks like I was wrong about Sky reading everyone’s mail. He just immediately took off after the mailman instead (and spent all morning chasing him ha!),

Side note but I love the npc guy. He’s simple but still Zelda-y. the character design in this comic is just👌

Looks like the mailman has a list of who he’s supposed to deliver to, or at least that’s my guess. It could be a map maybe, but that probably wouldn’t do much good since he’s time traveling?? How does he do it. Don’t question the magic of the postman I guess.

*green hill zone music intensifies*

Shoutout to Sky’s face here, I make the same expression when I’m trying to chase after my nephew and stop him from eating crayons

This looks like a postcard no joke, I'd frame this and put it on my wall. Plus the way the trees were done in the background is really neat, there’s something just really pleasing about this panel. Also the return of Sky: Just Standing There

They’re all bein silly <3

...except for Four. Because I think him and Warriors both realize that Sky isn’t just telling them what he was doing all morning— he’s got something important to say, something they all actually need to know.

(Downfall duo laughing together I love them)

Also I agree with everyone saying Warriors is close to snapping— they’ve all had a pretty stressful 24 hours, but Warriors has been breaking up arguments and repeatedly checking on everyone while they’re struggling, and... I don’t think he’s had a break. Take a nap bud, please?

SKY TALKING TO FI MY BELOVED he's hoping there’s enough of her aware to help him dowse hhhhh. And then he’s so sad she didn’t seem to hear him waahhh 😭

It doesn’t look to me like she truly helped much, but maybe Fi gave just enough of a nudge for Sky to find the postman’s footprints? Even in her sleep? She is glowing just a bit there... Interesting to think about.

It’s confirmed that the postman uses the portals! And that the Shadow is alive and kicking! Uh-oh! (Also does anyone else think this one seems more... firey? Then the last one? Maybe it's just me).

And the chopped-off darknut head is still there too.... and I’ll bet you twenty rupees somebody is going to kick it when the Links go through the portal later. (My guess is Wild but I’d put my money on Legend or Wind too).

I’m also really curious where that portal leads... My guess is either Twilight’s Hyrule or Sky’s, based on what hints we’ve been getting, but I really don’t know. It’ll be fun to see!

*Wind rapidly thinking of at least three conspiracy theories*: SUS

Also an amazing expression from him I’m laughing so hard, he really said 3:<

Tag yourself I’m Four

Also Sky just chugging away at the stamina potion, poor guy XD he must be beat from all that running around, I hope he has some more time to sit before the Links get moving.

(And I mentioned this in another post, but Legend looks so alarmed at this information, as does Wild... it’s not going to be pretty when they cross paths with the Shadow again, that’s for sure)

I love when Time breaks out the dramatic language... makes me remember that this guy is going to be the Hero’s Shade someday (who’s speech is 99% dramatic things).

Now the Links just have to decide what to do next... will they stay another day at the inn for Twilight’s sake, or get moving right away? Is Four going to confront Twilight about the dark magic he uses to turn into Wolfie?

So many questions... but in the meantime I will gladly continue to reread this amazing update, I really loved this one :D

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #linked universe analysis #lu sky #and a bunch of other guys I don't feel like taggig #update spoilers #rambles from the floor

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ewesless · 3 months

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The Goth cards are so good. The frill duo are ZA BESTO boys! This corset makes up 100% for the bunny boy I mean holy 💩 LOOK AT HIM. He is making a finger gun too lol I spent almost 100 D-Energies to get this card as fast as possible. No regrets. Barbatos likes BJD too!

Dark and Dramatic Satans are my favs, he gets to steal the post a minute and then I'm going back to thinking about Barbara Toaster-Strudel lmao

Something about Satanic Priests has such a taboo appeal. Like this goth outfit isn't blasphemous/religious themed, but it combined with the book/tome is enough that I can imagine it is.

He lives in the Bishop costume. I'm not into Satan at all like that, so no worries. He's just pretty and a kindred cat fancier.

I had no resources because they were tied up in leveling cards and I already had his Capter A Wrath UR Satan at 80/3 copies, but I unlocked that card so fast just for this illustration 🥲 He looks so cool

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me barbatos #obey me satan

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luffyvace · 4 months

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Nico Robin x morbid gn reader headcanons :)

robin needs more attention i love her

she’s not underrated she just needs more <3

oh wow! your just like her!

if you make comments like she does the rest of the straw hats are gonna go crazy

you creep everyone out

especially if your a more serious/calm person like her

or even if your smiley

its all the more worse

”but if we don’t make it and fall off the cliff we’ll die from head trauma! :D”

oh goodness gracious

your scaring ME now

robin wouldn’t mind and would giggle if you make a joke out of it

but if you say it with a straight face like her

you’ll freak everyone out

if your a masculine energy person nami is more likely to hit you for it

”stop creeping everyone out!!”

you guys are the dark duo

if you do it to creep people out on purpose she would find it amusing

but if your genuinely interested in darker themes..

she has a few good books to recommend you ;)

no matter how creepy it is she won’t get freaked out by anything you say

its likely your the same with her

if you genuinely enjoy talking about grim things

she’d listen all day and not get tired of it

shes a very good listener in general

especially for her s/o

she would expect you to allow her to ramble back to you though

but with her it’s gonna take

and i mean it

although it’s a fair exchange since no one else really wants to hear you talk about your theories and rants about death n dismal or what not

she’ll comfort you if you get/used to get picked on for having such morbid thoughts

or again, just listen if no one else wants to hear such gloomy comments

she’ll slap a stranger with an extra arm if they’re dramatic about it

”no one wants to hear all that gloom and doom n crap! shut up already!”

slap slap!

”what the- who just slapped me?!”

it’s funny since they don’t know what happened and it usually gets you in a good mood again

but if your thoughts are more murky and you don’t like it

she’ll encourage you!

she’s never wrong in a argument 😭

so she’ll give you reasons to think on the bright side that you can’t deny

”maybe you did loose that fight, but you certainly won the war dear! look! you now have plenty of beli to spend on the new book collection you wanted! isn’t that great?”

you can’t really argue with that tbh

“you loose some you win some, i’ve learned that very well”

she’s always there for you no matter what type of person you are

which is why robin is wifey material

if your willing give up winning arguments

go get yourself a robin!

enjoy! these were very fun to write, and surprisingly didn’t take long!

robin>>

#anime #anime and manga #one piece ace x reader #one piece #one piece robin #nico robin x reader #nico robin #nico robin headcanons #one piece headcanons #anime headcanons #luffyvace #robin #shes so pretty #she’s so beautiful #she’s so cool #i love her #straw hat pirates #straw hats

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book-place · 1 year

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Mishaps

Warnings: Wade (yes, he deserves his own warning), cursing, fire, let me know if I missed any :)

Pairings: Wade Wilson x reader platonic, Avengers x reader platonic <crossover>

*not my gif*

Summary: You and Wade aren’t that chaotic… right?

A/N: In honor of… you know who joining 👀

Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work

“He’s… coming here?” Steve asked hesitantly, sharing a concerned glance with Natasha from beside him.

Your eyes narrowed slightly at the duo, glancing back and forth between them, “Yeah? So?”

A sigh left the blonde's lips, “Listen, n/n, it’s just that last time he was here… you know…”

“You blew up half the tower.” The redhead filled in bluntly, taking a sip from her coffee mug.

You scoffed a little bit, rolling your eyes and crossing your arms defensively, “I think you’re being a bit dramatic.”

“It’s true!” Clint piped up from the couch, not even looking away from whatever television show he was watching, “The two of you have a wave of destruction and chaos following wherever you go.”

From beside him, Tony cried out a small, “Amen, Katniss.”

A frown tugged at your lips as you looked over at the men, considering their words for a moment, before letting out a laugh and shaking your head, “You guys are crazy! Wade and I don’t get into that much trouble!”

“Wade’s here?” The terrified voice of Bruce Banner piped up from the doorway, evidently only hearing the last part of the conversation.

None of you were able to get a word in before he turned on his heel, muttering to himself, “Oh, no. I can't deal with this, that man gives the big guy and I so much stress-“ The ending of his sentence was lost as he turned the corner back the way he came.

Right on cue, the elevator door opened with a ‘ding’ and your best friend stepped out, clad in black and white, with his arms spread out wide in greeting, “Ding dong, bitches!” He called out cheerfully.

“Wade!” You cheered, pumping a fist into the air in excitement as you skipped over to him.

“Heya, Sunshine!” He greeted back equally as cheerfully, and like the gremlin demons you were, you both disappeared from your team's vision without a trace.

“Should we be worried?” Steve asked after a moment of silence.

Natasha sighed and nodded, having another sip of coffee, “Very.” Came her reply.

-•-

You and Wade watched hummed to the song that floated from the speakers, skipping around the kitchen happily with bowls wrapped in your arms.

Both of you had decided early on into Deadpool’s visit to bake cookies that both of you could bring on patrol that night instead of wasting money on overpriced snacks like you normally would.

“How many eggs did it say to do, again?” You frowned down at the bowl in your arm and the partially cracked egg in the other.

He shrugged lightly, “Don’t remember, just put a bunch in and we’ll offset it with a shit-ton of sugar that’ll give you the best sugar-high you’ve ever had!”

A wicked grin spread on your face, “Magnificent.” You mimicked an evil voice that had Wade bent over cackling.

All of a sudden, he paused what he was doing and stuck his nose up in the air like a dog, inhaling a big breath without a word.

“Do you smell burnt pigeons?” He asked.

You copied his previous motions, eyebrows furrowing for a whole moment before widening, realization hitting both of you at the same time.

“The chicken nuggets!” You both screeched in sync, lunging for the oven.

Right when you had started baking, you had both claimed to be hungry enough to eat three horses, but apparently forgot about the food that you had been heating up for yourselves.

As soon as you threw the oven door open, a loud popping sound was emitted, and the chicken nuggets expanded from the inside, destroying and exploding them everywhere.

You and Wade stood in silence for a moment, mourning the loss of what would have been an amazing meal, but then the remains that had flown everywhere began to catch on fire from the intense heat settings you had failed to turn off.

Terrified squeals left both of your lips as you turned on your heels and booked out of the room, leaving the fire problems behind with it.

-•-

The two of you had planned on telling someone about it, you truly had, but somehow the two of you had ended up in the gaming room as you ran away, finding the Nintendo switch and challenging one another to a race without a second thought.

About halfway through the tournament, a yell of horror sounded through the tower, bouncing off the walls until it reached your ears.

You both paused the game, turning to look at one another in confusion, recognizing Bruce’s scream anywhere- especially after all the pranks you had pulled on him in the past.

“Y/n! Wade!” Steve’s pissed off voice was also able to reach your ears from where you could assume he was from the kitchen.

Your eyes both widened, having completely forgotten about the little kitchen situation until then, and at the same time you breathed out, “Shit.”

We are Groot 🤎- @lovanitu @jvdethirlwall @ineedmorefanfics2 @sambucky8 @spidyyparker @irethepotato @femalemarvelself @mukbee @its-hell @ip747 @i-writes-things @popfishjr

#platonic #platonic imagine #x reader #marvel #mcu #mcu x reader #deadpool x reader #wade wilson #wade wilson x reader #deadpool x reader platonic #wade wilson x reader platonic #best friend reader #deadpool #ryan reynolds

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mr-bas00nist · 8 months

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Hello :D may I please request Albert Wesker with a vampire boyfriend! (Head canons will probs work better for this but whatever you want) Like the black and red blouses, a mansion Victorian Gothic style but he isn't even a old vampire or anything he's just dramatic af and has the entire vampire aesthetic 😭 (sunglasses duo fs) maybe add in the trauma of becoming a vampire and being a immortal monster! anyway have a lovely day and take care of yourself freind, also keep up that wonderful work for us mascs and enbys and I certainly don't see enough trans content so thank you it makes me feel much better about myself! (๑ت๑)

-🍷

Thanks for the compliment! I will be writing all you guys want 🫡

Albert Wesker x Vampire! Male! Reader

(male reader is what I was suggesting but no pronouns used)

Cw: Blood, gore and kind of short but their headcannons so their obviously not gonna be the longest

•Okay so I’m not really sure how he’d meet you tbh so we’re gonna hop right into it 💀

•He loves you

•Your style, your demeanor, everything about you

•Your fancy like him and you dress to impress the people around you and yourself

•He respects that because he does the same

•When you take him to your mansion he’s in awe

•it’s the type of mansion you’ll only see in Romania or in a Dracula movie

•You decide to tell him there

•When you tell him it takes everything in him to not dissect you

•He’s a scientist what do you expect? 😭

•But he won’t

•Instead he asks questions and maybe, a little bit of probing and prodding when he gets a chance

•Nothing to crazy though and with your consent

•When you guys finally wind up in a relationship it’s great

•Albert’s usually always up late because of work so he gets to see you in your most active state

•He’s kinda nocturnal

•He brings blood if your not a fan of killing people

•If you don’t care he’ll bring you live victims based on your presence

• “Do you prefer young or old my dear?” Or “Does innocence matter?”

•When your in the relationship your even more flamboyant and dramatic bit he enjoys it

•Your also tidy and neat just like he is with your clothing

•Your cape is dry clean only 😤 (just like his outfit)

•If you do decide to tell him your backstory he listens with care

•He won’t force it out of you though and he probably won’t ask

•You’d have to ask

•He’s not good at comforting people but he’s a great listener when he wants too

•Your like the only person he listens to

•When your done he gives you a gentle kiss and comforts you

•Yeah your an immortal monster who drinks blood from their victims and kills them but hey, he’s no better

•Since you already have your abillities he doesn’t have to inject you with uroborus or anything so that’s one less thing you and him have to worry about

•Your already on his godlike level

•Your sunglasses are different to his enough to were you know their yours

•You have crimson lining on them and a more fancy look than his

•And he still takes them and says that their his

•He loves swapping sunglasses with you and you really couldn’t care less

•His are just as fancy as yours

•All in all you guys are a killer duo

•Literally

#resident evil x reader #albert wesker x male reader #albert wesker x reader #resident evil #albert wesker

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satorubrain · 1 year

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Heyy! I saw you're taking requests rn, do you mind if I give it ago? :D

So recently, I've been really into the game Just Dance & I was thinking about how it would be like to play this game with Satoru. You can add solo dances from which they get competitive on who gets the most points or Satoru suggesting to play duo dances hehe.

Idk if I'm making sense, but feel free to do as you please, so no pressure! ^^ Let me know if I'm missing anything!

JUST DANCE

Pairings: Gojo Satoru x Reader.

Tags: Fluff!

Synopsis: just two cuties dancing!

A/N: Honestly at first i didn't know the name of the game but that ended up with me watching just dance videos for like 45 mins😭 BUT THIS IS SO CUTE!! He would enjoy this so much. Also i hope you like this!

It was your rest day, mainly because you weren't assigned any missions today. You wonder who wanted to stress themselves more so you get rest but either way you were grateful.

Having nothing to do better today after being done with your daily routine, you decide to finally try out the game Just Dance since you were free enough. You turn on the tv, holding the remote in your hand, practicing the steps shown on the tv. Slowly but surely you were getting better since the steps were easy too.

You were busy doing your steps when you heard the latches being unlocked, sensing Satoru was the one unlocking the door, you paid it no mind.

"BAABE-" he dramatically dropped the bags he was carrying when he saw you and then the tv, dramatically gasping "How could YOU! dance all alone, without me!" He wiped his nonexistent tears sniffing "I do so much for you and YOU! decide to not include me in your fun activities. Thou shall be punished!!" He declares as he tackles you down to the couch, tickling you.

"I- IM SORRYY" you gasp through your laughter making him stop as he lays down on top of you caging you.

"Since I'm home early today, how about we BOTH have fun now?" He suggests enthusiastically as he gets the both of you on your feet.

The time soon passes as you both discuss and memorize the dances to your and each other's favorite songs as well. The takeout gojo brought for you both has gone cold and long forgotten about.

But the rumble from Gojo's stomach drags you both out of your trance causing you both to pause, breaking out in laughter. The feeling of exhaustion finally settles in as you both sit down on your couch, wiping the sweat off your forehead. None of you expected to play the game for this long but oh well you always seem to be losing the sense of time when you are accompanying each other.

"Well, princess, I guess our stomachs' demands have been growing, how about we eat up first?" Gojo asks as he clings onto you, cupping your cheek with one hand while the other wraps around your waist, bringing you closer to him before he presses his lips against yours. You return, smiling into the kiss before breaking apart and dragging him to the kitchen to finally have dinner.

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Ever since that day, you conduct a competition every time you're both free. Not only it helps you get better at dancing but you also get to enjoy the overly competitive Satoru who loves to dance extravagantly, popping his hips to every move and ending the dance with a perfect score and a unique pose that changes every time. Not just that but he's also your greatest hypeman, who loves watching you dance without even blinking, watching your body sway around smoothly. He gets competitive but his real victory is to watch your flawless form which does things to his brain and he wonders why he didn't bring up this game before.

[REQUESTS ARE OPEN]

#jjk x reader #gojo x reader #gojo imagine #gojo satoru x you #gojo satoru x reader #gojo fluff #gojo headcanons #gojo x y/n #satoru x reader #gojo x you #gojou satoru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo fanfic #jjk x y/n

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life-winners-liveblog · 4 months

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(Yes, team Europe let's gooo! :D

Dandelion duo is such a cute name!!!! Let's make it official! :>

HEAR YE HEAR YE!!!

The council of the whispers came to the conclusion that:

DL! Scott Smajor ex-member of the Divorces

and SL! Jimmy Solidarity member or the Big Dogs

Are deemed too close and by Life series law are now classified as a duo,

Meaning, you two now have a duo name! Ruled effective from this instant by the leader of the council of whispers!

*plop a crown of dandelions (composed of both the yellow flowers and the white fluffy balls of seed) on SL! Jimmy and DL! Scott's head*

EVERYONE SHEER FOR DANDILION DUO!!!!! :D

*clap clap clap*

-Fae (Dramatic Fae being dramatic)

DL!Scott: Dandelion duo?

SL!Jimmy: Oh, it fits with my wings!

DL!Scott: I suppose there are worse duo names-

SL!Jimmy: Yeah! Like Jizzie.

DL!Scott: And dandelions aren't terrible I suppose.

#asks #trafficblr #traffic series #pearlescentmoon #jimmy solidarity

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mushiewrites · 7 months

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Day 2 - Accidental

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

tickletober prompts here 🎃

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Nohohoho! Foolish- Foolish stohop!”

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

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

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

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

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

#lee!punz #ler!foolish #yaaaay thank u cal for the duo suggestion #augtickletober2023 #mcyt tickle #my stuff #tickletober #mushie ficlets

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moonlightdancer26 · 8 months

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Snucius Being A Perfect Match — A gift for my wifey @halfblood-princes-crown

GUYS!!!!!!! It’s the love of my life aka @halfblood-princes-crown’s birthday today! As my birthday gift to him, and because I know Snucius is his OTP, this is a “Snucius + Narcissa (with a side of Bellatrix and Regulus) being a chaotic duo/trio” post <3

Enjoy:

******

Snape: Petition to remove the ‘d’ from Wednesday  Lucius: Wednesay  Snape: Not what I had in mind, but I’m flexible

******

Snape: Why are you on the floor? Lucius: I’m depressed. Lucius: Also I was stabbed, can you get Narcissa, please?

******

Lucius: I love you guys, you’re the best thing that’s happened to me. Snape: We’re the best thing that’s ever happened to you? Lucius: Yes! Narcissa: I’m starting to feel a little sorry for you.

******

Bellatrix: *Screams* Narcissa: *Screams louder to establish dominance* Lucius: Should we do something? Snape: No, I want to see who wins.

******

Snape: How have none of you people hear what I just said?  Lucius: I’ve been zoned out for the past two and a half hours.  Narcissa: I got distracted about halfway through.  Bellatrix: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

******

Bellatrix: I just ended a four year relationship. Narcissa: Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay? Bellatrix: Hm? Oh yes, I’m fine. It wasn’t my relationship. *Snape and Lucius fighting from across the room*

******

Snape: There is no future. There is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous — an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.  Lucius:

Narcissa:

Regulus: Bellatrix:

Rosier: Everyone Else At Snape’s Surprise Birthday Party:  Lucius: Severus… all I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.

******

Snape: What did you guys get in your yearbook? Lucius: ‘Prettiest Smile’

Narcissa: ‘Nicest Personality’

Bellatrix: ‘Most likely to start a bar fight’

Regulus: ‘Least likely to start a bar fight, but most likely to win one’

******

Lucius: If there’s going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back. Snape: Of course, Lucius. I cannot flip this table by myself.

******

Snape: I think I’m having a mid-life crisis.  Lucius: You’re 19 years old  Snape: I MIGHT DIE AT LIKE 38

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Lucius: You love me, right, Severus? Snape: Normally, I’d answer yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

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Snape: Lucius and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other’s- Lucius: -sentences.  Snape: Do not interrupt me.

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Lucius: So that’s my plan. Snape: Are you alright with constructive criticism? I don’t want to sound mean. Lucius: No, go ahead, I want to hear it. Snape: It fucking sucks. Lucius: First of all, that’s not constructive criticism.

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Lucius: Severus, I only ever see you awake, do you ever take a nap or stop running?  Snape: Oh, I’m always running  Snape: The question is… (*dramatic Movie!Snape pause*) from what.

******

Snape: I’m a reverse necromancer. Lucius: Isn’t that just killing people? Snape: Ah yes, technicality.

******

Lucius: Severus, love, it’s your turn to wash dishes.  Snape: I’LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD.  Lucius: Fine, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?

******

Lucius: You know, Narcissa and I are starting to regret showing you how that blender works.  Snape, drinking toast: Why do you say that?

******

Lucius: Okay, help me please! Snape: I have two words for you

Lucius: I bet they won’t be helpful. Snape: Your problem. Lucius: I was right

******

Lucius: Aw Severus! Look at you, getting all romantic with these candles!

Snape: Who said anything about being romantic?

Snape: Maybe I’m going to sacrifice you.

******

Lucius: You know, Severus, I can never tell if you’re insulting me or flirting with me.

Snape: If it makes you feel any better, me neither.

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Narcissa: This is a catastrophe! The printer messed up the invitation! It was supposed to say “Lucius’s birthday!”

Snape: What does it say instead?

Narcissa: Lucius’s bi.

Snape:

Snape: Still works.

******

Lucius: *pretends to stretch*

Lucius: *puts arm around Snape’s shoulder*

Snape:

Snape: *pretends to stretch*

Snape: *smacks Lucius in the face*

******

Snape: Are you seeing someone?

Lucius, blushing: No, why?

Snape: I don’t know, I simply thought that perhaps you would benefit from seeing a therapist or something.

******

Snape: So, Lucius sent me an owl saying “your adorable” and I sent him one back saying “no, YOU’RE adorable.”

Narcissa: And?

Snape: And now we’re dating.

Narcissa:

Snape: We’ve been on six dates thus far and I have yet to tell him I was merely correcting a spelling mistake but I kind of like him so...

******

Narcissa to Lucius and Snape: This is such a bad idea.

Snape: Then why are you coming along?

Narcissa: One of us needs to be able to talk the aurors out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

#also one of these quotes is a disguised sad one #i’ll give a cookie to whoever guesses it right 🍪#snucius #also i know that some of these are obvs out of character/not in touch with canon #but this is a wholesome joke post so just enjoy 😙#sephtoony #sephtoony fam #severus snape #lucius malfoy #bellatrix lestrange #narcissa malfoy #pro snape #pro severus snape #snape #harry potter #hp #shitpost

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luvrsux · 8 months

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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆

❝ 𝒊 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ❞

other chapters

➠┊word count: 5.7k

➠┊characters: trafalgar law, monkey d. luffy, portgas d. ace, sabo, perona, garp, shachi, penguin

➠┊cw: minor swearing

➠┊modern au !!

𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒑

❛ you stumble across law in a coffee shop while you wallowed away doing chores on a saturday morning. to your surprise, he not only stays and talks over coffee but helps you with your chores, thus spending the first entire half of the day together. law says something that completely shifts your view of him and you hope the girl you’d be seeing tomorrow could help ❜

{combined colors = characters saying the same thing at the same time}

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“What?!”

As planned, after your mother blocked your plans that were supposed to occur the previous day, you were sitting in front of the goth girl at a table in the autumn outdoors. You informed Perona about your “date” yesterday with the raven boy and she was shocked, to say the least. Her shrieked voice alerted pedestrians nearby walking by the cafe. You quickly looked around your surroundings, that was nothing but piercing eyes, and glared at the pink-haired girl.

“Shh, shh!” You placed frantic hands in front of her. “Keep your voice down” You tried to cover your embarrassment with a giggle. Perona slouched her body as you reminded her of her peaking volume.

It was a rather sunny Sunday morning if we were ignoring the natural autumn weather that forced you to wear a knitted, brown sweater to protect you from shivering. Perona was stoked to see you called her to hang out like she offered that week during school. She hadn’t expected to hear about a date you shared with a certain boy that most people ignored or resented.

“You were basically on a date with Trafalgar” Perona reworded your story in a language she understood. Your cheeks grew vibrant and warm. Her remark quickly made you shake your head in objection.

You never considered yesterday a date, not at all. The thought of it made your stomach churn and your heart flutter. Despite your realization on the floor by your door, you couldn’t call that a date… could you?

“It wasn’t a date, Perona” You took a sip of your refresher while you avoided eye contact with the goth girl, who now had a smug smile plastered along her pale face. Her expression was a direct reason why you avoided eye contact.

“You two spent your entire first half together alone” Perona retraced. “And you’re telling me that wasn’t a date?” Perona rhetorically asked. You shrugged like none of it meant a single thing.

“I don’t even think he’d consider it a date” Your hand swirled your crisp beverage in a circle as a way of fidgeting with it. Perona let out a dramatic groan, followed by a slouch in her chair. You soon realized that you were raining on her party made by her own imagination. It was quite amusing to you.

“Okay,” After Perona saw your unfazed expression react to her more dramatic one, she jolted back up to sit straight. “Did you enjoy it?” She abruptly asked.

You paused for a moment to make sure you could give the girl an honest answer. You did enjoy it—every second, in fact. You secretly wished that your mother gave you a mile-long list if it meant you’d stay with Law a little longer, or if his little duo hadn’t called him to disrupt the conversation you shared back at your home. You shrugged sheepishly.

“I guess I did, yeah” You tried forcing back a smile but your body was a lot stronger than you were. Perona giggled like a little girl in a candy store upon watching your smile form. Now, you were feeding into her little imagination with that single smile.

“So you like him!”

Her words pierced through your body like a harpoon. It was fine coming from your own head but someone else? You felt so bare and exposed, as well as even more pressured about your feelings. You had the sudden feeling that if you tried to say no, you’d feel like you were lying to yourself. That sole fact completely threw you overboard. But what if you said yes? That same ‘you’d be lying’ feeling was more tame towards an agreement than a disagreement. Now, your brain was scrambled.

“It’s too soon, Perona” Was the only thing you could think of replying with. The fact you didn’t agree or disagree caused even more of a rise from Perona and her delusions.

“Not a no~” She sang, sipping innocently at her drink. You had that embarrassed, exposed feeling creep on you once again. Your emotions were clear as day to Perona.

“I don’t really know where my feelings are…” You admitted the only honest answer you’ve given the girl in front of this entire conversation.

“(F/N), let me work my magic” Those words petrified you to your core. The fact you didn’t know what Perona was about to deviously do is what mainly terrified you. You exhaled and rubbed your temple.

“Is she your girlfriend now?”

Law was sitting on his noir couch, regretting any and all life decisions that lured him to this point, being bombarded and sandwiched by the redhead and the brunette wearing animalistic hats.

“No, Shachi, she’s a friend” Law reminded, seemingly for the billionth time.

Law didn’t hear the end of it between the two, mainly the rowdy Shachi, since he walked back home from your residence yesterday. Law wondered why he even told the two boys in the first place knowing this is how they’d react. Law could only blame himself.

“A friend you share coffee with and defend… TWICE!” Penguin said from the other side of Law. Penguin’s rebuttal caused a hearty laugh to come from Shachi. His laugh almost made Law throw him out the window next to them.

Trafalgar did enjoy talking about you, even through it was the very thing that brought him in a conversation he regretted. The way you took up his mind so easily baffled him, and he wanted to know why he was so interested in you—not quite fond of romantic feelings.

“Do you think she’s/he’s hot?”

"What!? No! I mean... Well-"

You stammered. Your flustered reaction was pure entertainment to the goth girl, making her pitchy laugh ring in your ears. All you could do was groan and cover your now vibrant cheeks. Those same cheeks replied with an answer to the previous question; ‘hell yeah’

“You do, (F/N)” She assumed, which wasn’t entirely off. Perona inhaled sharply as her little brain flashed an important question to ask you she seemingly disregarded.

“Oh, oh! Does he have a girlfriend?”

Her statement brought you back to Ace’s house from a previous conversation. That time you practically stalked his social to oddly make sure he wasn’t spoken for flashed before your eyes. The sudden memory reminded you of your creepy behavior, causing you to internally cringe.

“I don’t think so”

“Then what are you waiting for!”

"He/She probably doesn't see me that way!"

Law’s tanned face was pigmented similarly to your own. Shachi now had his body limp on the back of the couch, laughing at his friend's face. Penguin sat on the opposite end of the comfortable couch watching this whole thing escalate to his entertainment. It wasn’t every day that his quiet, nonchalant brethren were flustered—especially about someone in particular. Penguin wanted to savor every second of this.

“Wait, is she that chick you said that’d be visiting us at practice this week?” Shachi asked. Law paused, contemplating on whether or not he should save himself the embarrassment of saying yes—but he couldn’t lie about you.

It didn’t take another second for them to guess the words that were hibernating in throat. It only took Law a look away of embarrassment for them to expose him.

"She definitely is," They said simultaneously, followed by synchronized fits of laughter.

“I hate both of you…” Law grumbled. He immediately stood up from his once comfortable positioning and pondered on what he could do to shut them up or flee from the vast amount of embarrassment overstimulating him.

“Serious question, boss” Penguin spoke. Law hummed, turning his head towards the brunette. Granted, he had a face Law wanted to punt so Penguin had to choose his words wisely.

“Do you genuinely like her? We won’t laugh” Penguin tried reassuring. His expression backed up his promise while Shachi’s objected. Penguin quickly whacked his head to knock some sense into him. All Penguin heard was a soft ‘owww…’ in return.

“I suppose I do… I don’t know…”

“Do you get that bubbly feeling in your tummy whenever he speaks to you a certain way?”

"Yeah..."

"Do you feel like you always want to be around her?"

“Sometimes…”

“Does he accumulate your head all the time?”

“Unfortunately”

"Do you smile like a moron for no reason by her presence"

“Shut up…”

"You like her/him!”

The two of you felt like you had the wind knocked out by the punch of three simple words. The people beckoning about your feelings had an internal checklist with, now, every box checked. The proof was buried in the pudding. You two shared a deep state of denial, but hearing it from another voice felt like you both snapped back to reality.

Law fled the scene out of the overbearingly large amount of embarrassment. You shielded your face from the giggling Perona. Neither of you could bare the deep state of embarrassment you were tucked away in.

“Look, (F/N), I’m just stating the obvious fact” Perona relaxed her giggles. Your eyes peeked through your fingers with furrowed brows. “But you don’t have to say anything. Take your time” Perona reached her slim body over the table to grasp your hands, holding each palm in her own to comfort you.

“Love is a wonderful thing…”

Those words echoed in your head like a broken record. During dinner, your brain was so accumulated by Perona’s words that you hadn’t realized you were menacingly staring at a bowl of steaming beef stew. Your hand that held the steel fork gently just spoked the chunks of protein while you were in your odd trance—not even words phased you. That was, until, a flying piece of a carrot made direct contact with your face.

“Ace!” The blonde beside scolded him. The brunette cackled in laughter as he saw your jolted reaction. You glared at him, eyes ready to kill, and dusted off the vegetables off your dress.

You sat at the long dinner table. Your mother arranged for the three bothers and their care taker to have dinner on this Sunday night, mainly out of sympathy for Ace’s house arrest sentence. You were happy to see Ace again that wasn’t involving you sneaking into his home without anyone noticing.

“I swear that kid is going to make pop a blood vessel” The elder man grumbled while he feasted at your mother's lovingly delicious cooking.

“Why’d you throw that, moron?” You hissed. You received a bloodshot stare from your mom. Her evil stare made you relax your hot-heated nature into the cushioned chair.

“Maybe if you ate your dinner like everyone else, Ace wouldn’t have to throw his dinner at you” Your mother gestured her words with her fork. You panned your eyes from her to Ace, who now had the smuggest grin to ever be created by her words.

“Am I your daughter or is he your son, now” You grumbled.

Sabo sighed until he had to slap the hungry boy you called Luffy’s hand away from feasting on his own plate. Luffy’s bowl was cleaned empty, you’d think your mother gave him a regular empty bowl instead.

Due to your flooded mind, your appetite wasn’t what you thought it’d be. You never would’ve believed a boy could make you feel this way. You were always eager to eat your mother's cooking, which was made with nothing but love as the secret ingredient.

“Luffy, I’m full. You can have my plate” You said lowly. Luffy formed a bright, pearly smile when he heard that sentence. He grabbed his grubby hands on your bowl to zip it away from you.

You only offered the meal to the boy because you knew there would be leftovers later to eventually cure your hunger. And, also, to have him leave poor Sabo alone so he could finish his plate. Sabo smiled sweetly at you, knowing exactly what you did. His smile made your stomach settle little by little. Your mother established strict rules by not having devices at the dinner table, unfortunately, so you just smile and nodded blindly at the trio’s conversation. You felt bad but you also wanted to throw your brain out the window for not shutting up.

Dinner was finally over and the brothers were gathering everything to depart. You dully stood by your mother while she kept small talk with Garp and while the trio was slipping on their jackets. Ace made direct eye contact with you for a split moment. This time was different, though. Usually Ace would tease you silently to get a rise out of you, but this was the total opposite. His brows were furrowed inward. Ace gave a quick look up at Garp and his two brothers, that were suffocated in their own conversations.

“I left my jacket somewhere upstairs” You heard Ace say. You didn’t necessarily care but with a shove by your mother's hand, you were gestured to show Ace upstairs so he’s not wandering around like an idiot.

But there was no jacket. It was blatantly obvious. When Ace pulled you to the steps where you could now hear the muffled conversations downstairs, you clicked, for the first time tonight. You snapped your head to the freckled brunette.

“Wait, you don’t wear jackets”

You pointed it out. Your remark made Ace chuckle. As soon he eyed your body jerk in the other direction with an annoyed scoff to go with it, Ace had a firm grip on your shoulder. He didn’t hesitate to pull you into your own room, which was dark and the only light source illuminating the area were nearby street lights. You looked up at Ace, surprised to see that joking, smug grin completely absent. A rare expression was lingering on his face instead. Concern and worry. As you two gazed at each other, you felt a shiver run down your spine.

“Spit it out, what’s wrong?” He abruptly asked. Ace heard you gulp, knowing that he just exposed you bare. You flickered your eyes left and right, contemplating if you should tell him about everything. You worried he’d laugh, but considering his serious expression and how worrisome he was about this damaging you, that probability was running slim.

“I think I have feelings for someone” You murmured under your breath, but enough for the freckled boy to hear you clear as ever. He paused for a moment. Ace didn’t know he should comfort you like a brotherly friend should or call you dumb for letting these ridiculous feelings ruin dinner.

“What’s wrong with that?” Ace settled somewhere in the middle of his own internal argument.

“I don’t think I should”

Law was a controversial pick in the school. You started to realize that especially when you started hanging around him. Granted, your reply is deemed ironic based on what you told the man face-to-face yesterday, but it was more like a platonic statement. Now, you realized you may have caught feelings for someone, a minor criminal at that. You kept wondering what other illegal antics Law pulled if he was brave enough to steal for you in two different establishments. It all brought you to one thing; What if he’s not good for me?

“It’s Law, isn’t it?” Ace snapped you out of your thoughts. You widened your eyes before him out of his spot-on, out-of-the-blue prediction. Ace formed a smile.

“Yeah…” You rubbed the side of your shoulder. The thought of the infamous man himself made you crack a sheepish smile.

“Ace! (F/N)! Did you find it!?” Your mother called from below, shutting your conversation in half. Ace sighed, quickly grabbing ahold of your shoulders to face him directly.

“If you feel like you do, I don’t see the harm in that. He is different, but he’s not a monster. Just use that smart brain of yours, and trust your heart (F/N)” Ace smiled. His hand detached from your arm and went to ruffle your well-kept hair, causing a small giggle out of you. “Catching feelings for someone isn’t a crime, dummy”

You saw Ace brush past your stilled figure to run back downstairs to his family and your parent. You finally collected your thoughts, for the first time. You came to the realization that you do like Law and the fact you weren’t trying to deny it or overthink it made a heavy weight on your shoulders turn into a lightweight cloud. You cracked another smile. ‘What would I do without you, Ace?’

12:23 AM - Law’s devilish duo, as he would like to call it, left after ordering takeout and watching movies with the raven boy to compensate for the embarrassment they inflicted upon him. Now with a full mind, as well as a stomach, Law thought of one only thing to help him with his thoughts before some shut-eye; his guitar.

Law sat up at his bedframe, his leg propped up, while he held his guitar in hand. He twisted the knobs up top to make sure the tuning was just right. Law had his pick in between his teeth while his other hand would strum the strings, demoing the sounds until it was to his liking. Law dropped the piece of plastic into his inked fingers and stared down at his lovable instrument. He didn’t know exactly what to play. His hands began to move on his own until he caught onto a melody that’ll suffice

His room was now filled with his exceptional musical talents. He added his equally good vocals to spice it up, and also it was quite it was therapeutic.

˗ˏˋ song choice: hesitating - malcom todd ´ˎ˗

Wait, now I do I want you more, girl oh my god

Wrongfully hesitating I swear I would never wait

It’s just hard for me everyday when I don’t know your thoughts

Cause you never told me while she was my one and only

I want it all

He began a slight instrumental in his fingers after the intro, which was chronologically the ending of the actual song. He bopped his head when his fingers rapidly hit the notes. He hummed the last few vocals of the song, that is, until, his phone disrupted his free therapy session.

As Law separated his hand from the neck of the guitar, it made a slight hiccup from his music. His hand wrapped around the device, which also was suffocating in his blankets, and his eyes grew. He expected an annoying image of either Shachi or Penguin, mainly the redhead, but not you. He could’ve sworn he thought he was dreaming.

(F/N) - 12:30 A.M

hey are you awake? I cant sleep

He didn’t expect your first text to be an infamous ‘you up?’ text but here we are. His heart felt like it was about to canon ball out of his chest from the sheer amount of nerves. Your timing couldn’t have been more perfect, yet ironic. Law thought he manifested your sudden sprout.

Law - 12:31 A.M

wide cant sleep either

Is all he could reply. You read the text and weren’t shocked a single moment that Trafalgar Law was, in fact, a dry texter. But then again, you didn’t even know why you messaged him in the first place. As said, you struggled to drift to sleep but you still wondered why you even chose Law as a contact. You figured it was because of the way he lingered in your head rent-free. You snapped out of it once you eye the three dots on the lower-hand screen.

Law - 12:32 A.M

you expect me to entertain you?

‘Of course, he’s being a dick’ You grumbled internally.

(F/N) - 12:32 A.M

well, i did text you no? entertain me

Law - 12:32 A.M

im not a jester

(F/N) - 12:32 A.M

now you are cmon im dying here

Law - 12:33 A.M

y’know what be there in 10, be ready or im just gonna leave

You never knew a single text could make you sit up so fast, but here you are. You reread it several times before you realized your little crush was now getting ready to pull up to your midnight, quiet home to pick you up. Something about the full moon and its magical light poking through your window made all your common sense fizzle away.

Your mother was sound asleep so her suspicion wouldn’t rise if her awake ears heard you rustle around in your room to get dressed. Considering it was the middle of the night, you wore simple leggings, a matching shirt, and a warm cardigan to protect you. Considering this would be your first time sneaking outdoors, you found yourself wondering how you’ll be able to execute this efficiently. You then trailed your innocent eyes to your beaming window.

“Bingo…”

Your window was wide enough for an average-sized body to slip through, and plant their feet on the ground since it was conveniently placed above ground. You inhaled deeply, mentally preparing for the most irresponsible average teenager antic you’ve ever done. You procrastinated on doing anything just yet until your bad influence of a friend pulled up to your dark residence first.

Those painfully long minutes of sitting on your bed, head in your hands, wrecked you and you finally came to your senses, but you missed him. Now that there’s an opportunity to hang around him once again, it made the small devil on your shoulder overshadow the sweet little angel. The theory of you two being together, alone made you break a sweat.

“Maybe I shouln-“

As you murmured your sudden change of plans, beams began to faintly greet you by your window that wasn’t the pearly full moon. Before you could avert your attention to the light’s source, your phone signaled for your attention. You immediately knew who it’d be, it didn’t take rocket science considering the lights beaming behind you. A cold sweat beaded on your forehead.

Law - 12:45 A.M

here

The text made your stomach drop. Of course, he had to show up right when you were about to change your decision around. You had already thought of an excuse to tell him. ‘Hey actually my mom’s awake and would kill me’ but his timing was precise. The guilt wasn’t strong enough to keep you back though. Your urge to see the raven boy was oddly stronger, so you already found yourself sliding out the window of your bedroom.

You repeated in your head while you approached the sleek black car, that blended into the midnight, mysterious atmosphere, to make sure you arrive home before your slumbering mother notices your disappearance. You saw Law on the driver's side through the window in front. He looked captivated in his device below him, and the light beamed on his features. He didn’t notice your approach until you grazed against the mouth of the car in front.

“You actually came out”

Law greeted you with that grin you were all too familiar with. The moment you laid upon his face, you fell into a dangerous trance. Those circles around his eyes. His summer-tanned skin. His glistening gold earrings. And most of all, those steel mesmerizing eyes. All of it had you glued to his features, feeling as if you dared to look away you’d be deprived of him. It felt as if now that you came to your senses, he looked better than before and you can clearly feel what you were feeling about the man himself.

You adjusted in the passenger seat without a word, not really knowing what to say without fumbling with your words. You just wanted Law to hurry on and pull out the driveway before those beaming lights would be the very thing to ruin this whole night as a whole. With a chuckle and a careless drop of his phone into the empty cupholder, he gripped his inked hands around the leather wheel to pull his vehicle away from your slumbering house. Without him noticing from his unbreakable attention on the road ahead, you gazed at his side profile and how he effortlessly drove down the road. Compared to you, Law slouched in his seat and a single hand steered his car ahead. His remaining hand held his head by the window ceil. The stance was doing something to you.

“Where are we headed?” You cut through the silence like a knife.

You disrupted your own gaze to avoid Law turning to see a stare and avoid the awkwardness that’d accompany it. Law grew a half smile and used his free hand to rub his chin. He gave you a quick glance.

“Not quite sure”

His response made your heart drop a few meters. You wouldn’t have hopped into his mysterious vehicle if he wasn’t sure where he’d take you. He noticed you felt uneasy and exhaled.

“I’m not gonna take you somewhere that's dangerous, (F/N)-ya. Just somewhere for us to relax”

Law reassured. His efforts weren’t very effective, arguably worse than Ace, but your nerves relaxed little by little. You hummed as you understood his statement and watched the buildings and neighboring cars zip by Law’s car. All that accumulated in your conscience was what you’d even do with the boy that was driving. You hadn’t expected to spend more alone time with him so coincidentally soon, and the realization you officially spent your entire weekend with the boy made your heart flutter. Surely, Law planned on having a good time with you if he was willing to be an accomplice for your sneaking out—something you never thought of doing.

You realized Law was pulling into a rather quiet parking lot of a park, that was quiet and lifeless from the dark hour. Law collapsed in his seat, hands parting from the wheel. He rolled his head towards you, which had quite a puzzled face. You didn’t expect such a secluded place.

“I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t know where to go” He spoke. His voice soothed your body so much, the care of getting caught vanished from your mind.

Law couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t nervous to be this private with you, which is the sole reason why he didn’t know where to take you. The process of his getting ready to scoop you into his car was nerve-racking for him, but he only kept moving for the single chance of seeing you again. Now that he was alone, with you and the glistening moon above, it made his heart thump several beats.

“So I guess we’ll be each other's company for a while” You exhale. Your back extended and landed your palms on the cushioned seats behind you. Law watched you slither your body on the back seat, tucking your knees to your chest once you finally adjusted. He watched in silence.

“You gonna join me or what?”

Your sarcasm made Law’s eyes roll, and also his body moves similarly to yours. Law’s posture was vastly different from yours. He man-spreads his legs on the other end of the seat and rested his back against the door. You traced your eyes around the identical tattoos printed on his forearms, that were now crossed. A moment of silence dwelled between you two, which was typical since you two were both nervous and awkward. Law cleared his throat, which made you flinch.

“Is this all you had planned?” He called out. Your face began to grow shades of pink.

“A little, yeah” Your giggle made one form out of Law. You took it upon yourself to rest your back against the door behind you, demonstrating that you were beginning on relaxing your body.

“Did you have fun with your friends after helping me yesterday?” You asked, referencing thing one and thing two. Law let out a small scoff when he came to the realization you were talking about Shachi and Penguin. He traced back to what he thought to be an annoying conversation about no other person but you.

“Absolutely not” He grumbled, which only sprouted another small set of giggles from you.

“Why not?”

“Because all they do is get on my precious nerves”

“So do I, no?”

“Yeah well, you’re different”

His response made you stop and think. You began to crack a smile with teasing eyes. Law immediately caught on, his eyes pointed you like a scope.

“Not like that, they’ll just be far more annoying than you’ll ever be. You’re still annoying”

Law was lying through his teeth. The way you were different compared to the monster duo was the fact he liked your teasing remarks. He personally found them cute and pleasing. You never actually got on Law’s nerves, despite you using the distasteful nickname you knew he hated.

“Do you do tattoos on them too?” You asked, quite randomly. Law raised an eyebrow.

“I mean you share music with them, I assumed you’d do your art thingie too. Y’know…”

You pulled down your cardigan sleeve to show his infamous Jolly Rodger signature you were referencing, which was now, unfortunately, fading away by the day. Law jolted when he caught on.

“Ah, no, I don’t give them free tattoos” Law answered. “Just band is what we share”

“Why don’t you? You’re really good at it, make a profit”

“My art is kind of sacred to me”

He coldly replied, but it didn’t make quite a lot of sense to you. Law printed his own signature on your body but called his art too sacred to share. You began to wonder if his reasoning for you being different was the entire truth.

“Why?” That is all you could ask. Law peeled his eyes off of you and to his printed fingers and hands.

“I thought I told you back in the music room, (F/N)-ya” Law reminded. His tone began to grow low and painful, that being the reason a cold shiver went through your body.

“You did, but it was so vague” You reminded. You didn’t know why so much confidence was coursing through your veins, but it’d be the exact thing to get answers out of the raven boy.

“If Im going to be in the back seat of a guy's car in the middle of the night, I’d like to know more about him” You formed a smile to ease up the tension. Law looked up at you, his head still facing downward.

“You have a point, I hate to admit it” He averted his eyes once again.

“My signature came from a man I will forever hold in my heart. He’s not really here anymore, though. So I sort of keep it to myself”

Law explained. Your heart stung when you wrapped your head around the fact that said person wasn’t around. You couldn’t bare the mere thought of losing someone close to you for good. That grief, which is just passionate love with nowhere to nestle to. You grabbed Law’s printed hand out of pure instinct. It was cold, but your opposite body warmth was defrosting his palm by the second. Law jolted his head to you by your touch.

“You’re an amazing artist, Trafalgar. I’m sure whoever it was would be incredibly proud of what you’re doing. I promise” Your soft, loving tone wrapped around Law’s body like a weighted blanket. You eyed the tint covering his cheeks, and you couldn’t help but crack a small smile. You felt his thumb rub against your hand that was now cuddling his own. The way you said his actual name did something to him. ‘Trafalgar…’ Those urges he felt the previous day began to grow stronger.

You found yourself captivated by Law’s steel eyes. The silence only grew by the second but it wasn’t filled with awkwardness or overbearingly powerful nerves. It was filled with passion, preferably instead.

“I personally love the little drawing. It now makes me feel special…”

Those words were the very thing that made Law break the shackles barred at his ankles, because of the truth coming off of your last words. You felt a hand grope your cheek to precisely meet your lips against his. You yelped while he let out a grunt now that he was finally able to feel your lips against his. It felt so terribly wrong, but so blissfully right to you the moment your lips danced with his, but it wasn’t long until Law came to his senses. Cold wind slapped your lips once the warm ones separated from yours abruptly.

“I am-… So sorry. I have absolutely no idea what came over me-“

“Law?”

That same tone you had when you said his name a second time made the flustered boy sure you had put on some sort of devious spell on him. He was ready to crash his lips on yours once again—not expecting you to do it first.

After Law hummed to your voice, he felt your lips match with his. He couldn’t part away again, not with the way you basically agreed with his behavior. He put a hand behind your neck and one by the hook of your back. You didn’t have ‘make out with the lonesome boy in school in the back seat of his car at night’ on your bucket list this year but yet here you are.

You two finally parted lips to gaze into each other's eyes. They were both filled with delight and bliss by the short connection of lips. You never knew how badly you needed something in your life but you wouldn’t complain a second.

“Isn’t it obvious that I like you?” Law breathed. His now transparent flustered demeanor slipped through in comparison to the more cocky one you were used to. You giggled.

“Isn’t it obvious that I do too, Traffy”

“Hurry up and kiss me again to forget you ever called me that”

Your fit of giggling flooded the kiss you gave Law on his lips. You two, now completely cleansed of confusion and self-sabotage and now drenched in lovesick bliss, spent the next few moments kissing, giggling, and cuddling in that very backseat. Law never expected his own car to have such massive amounts of happiness laughs and romantic gestures, but he wouldn’t trade it for the world.

Truly, a happy start to his shambled life.

“I still hate you, though”

“Shut up and kiss me”

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✎ ❝ hiiiiiii :33 i was so gonna post this earlier but i had an orientation and it completely threw me off but i’m so glad i finally wrote this scene. i was so excited to write this down because this is where everything starts to pick up. unfortunately, i’d have to a bit of a timeskip movement for the next chapter to keep everything short but the next few chapters are angsty/full of drama so i’m so excited!!!!! anyway tomorrow i’m not doing chapter BUT i am doing a diff one shot fic so be on the lookout (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و ILY ALLLLLL MWA MWA STAY SWEET TYSM ♥️♥️ ❞

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TTRPG with 02 Kiddos ft Rui-kun

[AO3 Version]

• Canon compliant (KenMiya/Kenyako) + 02 group and Rui-kun (also includes DaiLui) • Comedy; Teen/Adult audiences.

Story: Takeru liked to read storybooks as a kid. He really enjoyed those stories from different places and cultures, myths and folktales. It’s not a surprise he was aiming to be a professional writer, and it was also working on his childhood memories alongside the digimon and the Chosen Children. It’s also not a big surprise that he would find fun in writing TTRPG sessions with friends -- yes, Hikari, Iori, Daisuke, Ken and Miyako. But this time he prepared something extra fun for their new friend, Rui.

-------------------//-------------------

The group of fearless warriors kept walking through the forest looking for the great evil who is trying to destroy their world and kingdom. In this group they had…

“Hey, Takeru quit narrating everything and hurry up! The kingdom won’t be saved if you keep doing monologues!!”

“Ah… But you see, I’m--”

“He’s right,” V-mon pouted, “Don’t you want to save the kingdom ruled by our king!?”

“Who was the king again…?” Patamon blinked.

“YOU FORGOT WHO’S OUR KING!?” Daisuke and V-mon gasped dramatically.

“... Did we mention a king before?”

“It’s Taichi-san,” Takeru explained, “Since he’s working in a Digital World-related department at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs… Makes sense for him to be a king, right?”

“True,” Patamon nodded sagely.

“Y’ALL ARE WASTING OUR TIME!!” Daisuke interrupted them again, “Taichi-san will be mad if we don’t beat the great evil!”

“Huh, what’s ‘the great evil’ again?” Miyako popped in.

“The great evil, Ow the Edge. ”

“What?” Iori squinted his eyes, “I thought you would put Ichijouji-san as the enemy.”

“Excuse me…?” Ken looked at them, frowning, “My days of villainy have ended a long time ago, I don’t want to be the bad guy anymore.”

“Besides, I don’t want to date the villain!” Miyako pouted, “Unless you want an evil couple.”

“Here she goes, talking about her relationship status again,” Daisuke muttered in a growl. He hated the fact he’s still unable to confess his feelings for Hikari.

“What did you say, Dai-su-ke?” Miyako grabbed her guitar in hands, ready to smash it into Daisuke’s head.

“N-nothing??!” He babbled, wavering.

“I think we’re going off-topic,” Tailmon interrupted them, unamused.

“Who’s Ow the Edge, Takeru-san?”

“Ow the Edge…” Daisuke squinted, “Ain’t you making fun of Sh※d※w the H※dg※h※g, are ya!?”

“No, it’s definitely not related to Sh※d※w the H※dg※h※g. It’s just Ow the Edge.”

Daisuke’s brain couldn’t tell if Takeru was trolling them or being serious.

“Anyway, Ow the Edge is the evil guy and we’re going to beat him right now.”

“Wait a second,” They all looked at the seventh human there on the table, Rui.

“What is it, Rui-kun?” Hikari asked.

“I… I don’t understand why Takaishi-kun gave me this paper and told me to memorize it…”

“Oh I just made up something for you, to read. Don’t worry~”

Daisuke whispered to Rui, “When he says that, get ready for something terrible happening to your character. Trust me and Ken, we’re his favorite victims.”

Ken nodded in silence, agreeing with Daisuke. Rui was still not sure what that meant though….

“Where were we again?” Takeru said, then he cleaned his throat and proceeded with the story.

The group had the most loyal knight of the kingdom in the lead who wielded a glaive, a magician and a bard couple (the bard girl had an axe which was also her guitar, the magician boy a twin spear with the ability to turn enemies into allies when touched by its edges), a duo of archers wielding crossbows and a swordsman (the youngest of them!)

They were going into the Forbidden Forest and--

“One question,” Wormmon stopped the group, “Why is it forbidden?”

“You see, little familiar, the forest is forbidden because it’s off the kingdom’s domains.”

“So we would be violating by trespassing, am I correct?” Iori deadpanned.

“But we’re six people and six digimon,” Armadimon added, “To not be trespassing we should just let two people pass.”

“... Makes sense” Daisuke and V-mon mused.

“No, it makes no sense at all,” Ken sighed.

“Can you please let Takeru continue?” Tailmon stared at them.

“Ahem,” Takeru cleaned his throat again,

They were going into the Forbidden Forest and suddenly… It started raining. Then, the knight said…

“Alright, leave it to me, I’m a master of the lightning spells!”

“Is he really the right person for that?” Miyako whispered to Takeru, “Letting Daisuke play with fire is not a smart idea…”

“HEY, I have the Digimentals of Courage and Friendship!” Daisuke snapped, “It’s obvious I’d be experienced in fire and lightning magic!”

“True,” V-mon nodded, “It’s not like Daisuke had exploded things while cooking!”

“Yeah it’s not-- HEY!!” Daisuke stared at V-mon, angrily.

“I think I should use the power of my Digimental” Iori looked at his sword, “Why would we need The Digimental of Friendship if there’s no Lightnin--”

A strong lightning crashed into their direction, but the knight’s Lighdra-glaive’s spells protected the group.

“... Nevermind,” Iori blinked.

“Are you okay, Miyako-san?” Ken asked Miyako, who he was shielding with his own body.

“Y-yeah… I am, thank you Ichijouji-kun” she answered with a smile.

“Miyako-san…”

“Ichijouji-kun…”

They were going to kiss, but--

“STOP FLIRTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE RAIN!!” Daisuke shouted, “I’M NOT A WALKING UMBRELLA FOR THAT!!”

“But you’re protecting us from the lightning, not from the rain,” Hawkmon corrected him.

“It’s Iori who is protecting us from the rain” Tailmon gestured to the boy using the Submari-Sword to keep them dry.

“But we’re not like third wheels for their romance!” Daisuke pouted.

“We’re six digimon and six humans, so we would’ve been the third, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and ten wheels” V-mon said as he counted in his fingers.

“I don’t mean it literally!! ”

“Oh…”

“I don’t mind that,” Iori said, then he and the group kept walking in the rain, but the sword was generating a force field protecting them from the water.

“Fine, fine… But stop flirting while we’re working!” Daisuke growled, and then kept using his glaive to control the lightning away from them.

“But…” Rui interrupted them again,

“Was it, Rui?” V-mon asked this time.

“Wouldn't it be more effective if they could seek a place to stay and wait for the rain to stop?”

They looked at each other and then to Rui…

“Are you criticizing Takeru’s story?” Patamon stared at Rui.

“Uh…”

“ANYWAY!!” Takeru said quickly, before they could get into a fight.

The group kept going through the dense and eerie Forbidden Forest,

“Why is it raining here though?” Wormmon asked, still on Ken’s back.

“Because of a spell casted by Ow the Edge” Takeru explained, “Human beings are not allowed in his territory.”

“Well, we should be closer!” Daisuke seemed fired up, then he pointed at the lair in the horizon, “THERE IT IS, THE… THE…”

The Lair of the Great Evil -- The LOGE.

“The Loge?” Hikari tilted her head.

“Are we going to a theater then?” Miyako blinked.

“No, the LOGE, not loge” Takeru corrected them, “It's an abbreviation of the ‘Lair of the Great Evil’.”

“Shouldn’t it be ‘LOTGE’ then?” Ken asked, unfazed.

“Lodge?” Daisuke frowned.

“No, it’s LOGE, we shouldn’t count ‘the’ there!” Patamon snapped.

“Why would you name it with a HARD abbreviation like that!?” V-mon complained.

“Oh I like to see your reactions” Takeru smiled.

“WHAT!?”

While the knight, the magician and the aspiring writer who’s also an archer were in a heated discussion about the lair’s name and abbreviation…

“...”

The mysterious and nefarious Ow the Edge appeared in front of them!!

“...”

“...?” Rui looked at Takeru on the table, confused.

“Ahem, Rui-kun it’s your turn.”

“Huh…?”

“The paper I gave you, it’s your character” Takeru gestured to the paper in front of Rui on the table.

“O-oh…”

“Wait,” Daisuke squinted his eyes at Takeru again, “Don’t tell me you…”

Like, I said… The mysterious and nefarious Ow the Edge appeared in front of them!!

“Oh ho ho ho… I’m Ow the Edge, the villain of this game…” Rui was… reading the paper normally?!

“Ow the Edge is Rui-kun??” Miyako exclaimed in confusion.

“Well… I’m--”

“You’re not taking it seriously enough…” Takeru sighed.

“Not enough…?”

“No offense but you’re reading and not acting, dagya.”

“Uh…”

“Yeah, you have to put some feelings on it!!” Patamon added.

“Hey guys, we shouldn’t go too harsh on Rui” Daisuke argued, “He’s still learning how to play!”

“True, I hate doing this but… Takeru-kun, can I simply give him an example?” Ken asked, politely and gently.

“Sure, you’re like a pro!” Takeru chuckled.

“Are you plannin’ to…” Daisuke raised an eyebrow.

Ken cleaned his throat and then…

“Huhu…HAHAHAHAHA, I’m the Digimon Kaiser, the one who controls the power of the darkness! I will dominate the Digital World and make you all OBEY me. CHERISH me. And LOVE me. Say, you dare to face me? HAH! Pathetic human beings, I’M THE PERFECT CHOSEN ONE! And ONLY ME can come here and PLAY this game!”

“Yeah, he just got overboard again…” Daisuke shrugged.

“Is he okay?” Rui was petrified by that 180º flip while the rest of the group was shaking their heads.

“Yeah, he got a little rusty since it had been like, 10 years since he was some edgelord throwing tantrums in the Digital World…” V-mon shrugged.

“Oh, that’s why Takaishi-kun said ‘like a pro’ when he asked permission to give an example…”

“R-rusty…??” Wormmon and Ken said, intrigued.

“I guess you unlearned how to be an edgelord, Ken…” Tailmon commented, shaking her head.

“I’m rusty…” Ken repeated it, quite disappointedly…

“Didn’t the Kaiser say ‘insects’ all the time?” Patamon mused.

“And he also used a whip,” V-mon added.

“He still uses the whip,” Wormmon and Hawkmon said out of the blue.

“Huh?” the others blinked. Ken and Miyako blushed awkwardly though.

“Are you sure this is the right hour to Talk about--” Daisuke squinted his eyes once again, this time at Ken, Wormmon, Miyako and Hawkmon.

“OKAY RUI-KUN” Takeru interrupted them quickly, “YOU GOT YOUR CLASS OF ACTING SO GO AND UNLEASH THE EVIL IN YOU!!”

“A-alright… I guess I can try again” Rui nodded.

Then, Ow the Edge appeared in front of them, laughing maniacally and stomping his cane-staff on the ground!

“...OHOHOHO! I’m Ow the Edge, the great evil of the world! You peasants are stepping on my yard and you will regret it.”

He looked at Takeru, “Is it better…?”

“Yeah, a little better 👌” Takeru smiled.

“I’m rusty…” Ken was still sulking in the corner.

The warriors wielded their weapons, ready for an imminent clash--

“Hold on, I don’t think it’s right to fight him,” Daisuke interrupted them all.

“? Why not?” Hawkmon asked, “Isn’t he the source of all evil?”

“No, I’m the great evil, not the source of all evil” Rui said, deadpanned.

“Isn’t that the same thing!?” Patamon babbled.

“No?”

“I mean we can’t fight Rui, he’s our friend!” Daisuke argued back, “I can’t believe you did that to him, Takeru!”

“Daisuke, you're taking it too seriously now” Takeru chuckled nervously.

“No, you were just--”

“Or are you afraid of fighting me, Daisuke-kun?” Rui said it in a very seductive way with a smug smile.

“I… I don’t want to fight you, that’s all” Daisuke blushed and turned his face.

“Ok, I think he really got the spirit, dagya” Armadimon commented with the others, perplexed.

“Why not? You fought Ichijouji-kun in the past, didn’t you?” he scoffed.

“Yeah, but Ken was not our friend back in time!” Daisuke snorted, “So no, cut it out. I refuse to fight you!!”

“I guess you don’t care about your pathetic kingdom then,” Rui shrugged, “I’m the great evil, will you let your people perish only to spare me?”

“I’ll save you too then!” Daisuke stomped his foot on the floor.

“Where did I see this scene before…” Tailmon mused.

“Uh… It was when you confronted Ken-chan, I guess” Wormmon replied.

“So, will you accept defeat, Daisuke-kun?”

“No, I won’t!” Daisuke snapped, cupping Rui’s face “I will come after you no matter what you say, no matter what Takeru makes you do! You’re MY friend and I refuse to fight you!!”

“... W-what??” Rui blushed.

“HOLD ON!!” Miyako shouted, and interrupted their game.

“Daisuke, what’s wrong with you?” She looked at Daisuke, seriously, “This is just a game, a harmless game, no one is going to fight for real here!!”

“But I.. I… * ahem * I was also acting, yeah… Uh… yeah,” he immediately took his hands off Rui’s face, babbling.

Though Rui was… also blushing awkwardly.

“I guess someone is not into Hikari anymo--” V-mon had Daisuke covering his mouth again.

“Uh, what?” Hikari blinked.

“DON’T LISTEN TO V-MON HE’S… HE’S TOO TIRED FROM THE GAME, SO UH… I LEFT MY RAMEN ON THE STOVE, BYE!!” and he left the table, carrying V-mon.

“... Did I do something wrong?” Rui frowned.

“No, you just managed to beat Daisuke-kun without fighting him,” Takeru said awkwardly, “Don’t take it seriously.”

“Oh… Okay…?”

With the knight and his familiar out of the battle, Ow the Edge smirks and turns into the rest of the group and says:

“One down, Five left.”

“HOW CRUEL!!” Hikari screams, “HE WAS WILLING TO HELP YOU!”

“... You can touch me, really. I’m untouchable.”

“What do you mean?” Iori raised an eyebrow.

“... I’m cursed, remember? Great evil… We need an excuse for Daisuke-kun’s absence, sorry.”

“Ooh…” Armadimon exclaimed, “That’s clever.”

“We shouldn’t touch him then!” Hawkmon nodded.

“Alright,” Takeru said with a serious gaze, “if Daisuke is not here, the second-in-command is Ken-kun so--”

“... I’m rusty.”

Everyone looked at Ken, who was still sulking like a kid in the corner.

“Ichijouji-kun?” Miyako blinked, “What’s wrong?”

“You guys said I’m rusty… I don’t like to be the Digimon Kaiser anymore, but it’s still part of me… I created him and now I’m… I’m unable to be him even for a simple TTRPG sample!!”

“Y-you’re upset that you can’t do the Digimon Kaiser anymore!?” the five babbled, intrigued.

“... 💧” Rui blinked, still not sure what was going on.

“I guess we accidentally beat Ken,” Patamon shook his head.

“Two down…?” and yet Rui is still confused about this entire game.

“I think I need a break” Ken sighed, and then he and Wormmon left the table.

“Ah, wait…!” Miyako called him, but then she turned to the rest of the group, “I will calm him down and we will be back! Let’s go, Hawkmon!”

“Right, Miyako-san!”

Then Miyako and Hawkmon went after Ken and Wormmon. Rui frowned, he was thinking maybe he was just really bad at playing tabletop games…

Takeru sighed, “Well, I guess it’s only the four of us now… And our digimon partners, of course.”

“If you… want to stop I’m okay with it” Rui was feeling very awkward right now.

“Are you guys still up to it?”

“I’m curious about how it will end,” Iori mused.

“I don’t mind continuing it…” Hikari added.

“They might come back, didn’t they say it?” Armadimon asked, looking at the entrance of the apartment.

“Hmm… We’re at Daisuke’s house, so it would be odd if he just left” Tailmon replied with a shrug.

“I wonder where he went…” Patamon said, looking at Takeru.

“...”

With the couple down, our brave group was reduced into three members and their familiars. The heavy atmosphere of the heated battle against Ow the Edge and our heroes intensified second by second.

“I guess you can’t beat me.”

Said the great evil with a shrug. His cocky attitude and malicious grin were making the last hope of the Kingdom weaver, but FEAR NOT! The good guys had a trump card in their hands.

“Trump card??” Rui, Hikari, Iori and the digimon exclaimed, confused.

“Oh trust me, being an amateur writer means I need to make the story a little exciting.”

“But what’s that trump card, dagya?”

“It’s a secret.”

“WHAT!?”

“What does it supposed to mean!?” Hikari and Iori exclaimed.

“So… To be sure,” Rui approached them, “What happens if I beat you three? Do I win?”

“Technically yes,” Iori explained, “But this is an ongoing game, we have sessions and turns, so you could say you would win a turn or session.”

“The others can come back, can’t they?” He was worried about Daisuke and Ken’s reactions to that game though…

“Yup,” Patamon nodded, “They’re not dead in this game, unless the Game Master kicks them off the game.”

“Oh… So I didn’t kill them in-game…” he sighed in relief.

“Yeah, but don’t worry about that!” Tailmon smiled, “Takeru will find a way to add them again once they’re back.”

“But what is that trump card, dagya??” Armadimon pouted.

“It’s…”

“It’s…?”

“...”

“...?”

The aspiring writer and archer then summoned… A jar of sugar.

“A JAR OF SUGAR!?” Hikari exclaimed.

“Isn’t Rui-san…” Iori looked at Rui.

“Uh… Am I supposed to… do some dramatic reaction at the fact he got a jar of sugar?”

“Wait, I thought you hated sweets,” Patamon blinked.

“Yes, I do.. So… Uh… * ahem *”

“NO, MY ONLY WEAKNESS…!! SUGAR!!” He dramatically knelt on the floor, using the cane as support, “I’M DYING… NOOOO!!”

“We haven't used it yet” Takeru looked at him, deadpanned.

“Oh… Ok.”

The aspiring writer and archer then showed the jar to Ow the Edge, and with a firm tone of voice he threatened:

“We will end your days of evil with the HolyAngemon Sugar Brand! UNLESS!!”

“Wait, are you sparing me too??”

“No, I’m proposing a deal!”

“Ah, I see… You want something in return…”

“We won’t use the sugar if you stop threatening the kingdom,” Iori explained.

“Hmm…”

“You will undo the evil deeds you caused to us,” Patamon added.

“What evil deeds…?” Rui then took the paper and started checking the text, “Uhh… Fine, fine.”

“And you will turn all the sweets you turned into dust back to normal, dagya!”

“Wait… Did I go this far before…? 💧”

“No, Armadimon is just doing an ad-lib right now,” Tailmon shrugged.

“I suppose it’s because you don’t like sweets,” Hikari added, “You would turn them into dust.”

“... I might not like sweets but I have no problem with them,” Rui shrugged, “It’s just… I don’t like it that much…”

“Oh… I’m sorry” Armadimon bowed his head awkwardly.

“It’s okay, no hard feelings.”

And then the warriors stopped the great evil and everyone lived happily after.

“So we--”

“AH CRAP, I REALLY OVERCOOKED IT!!” They heard Daisuke’s voice from the kitchen.

“Daisuke, are you okay--” Takeru said and he and the others ran to the kitchen.

“Noooooooo… MY RAMEN!!” he dramatically cried.

“He really left his ramen on the stove…” Patamon commented.

“You thought we were joking!?” V-mon snapped, “It was our dinner!! For the night of games!!”

“Oh… Oh no” Armadimon sniffed, “Our dinner…”

“It’s okay everyone!!” They heard Miyako’s voice from the entrance of the apartment, “Our girl Miyako and her boyfriend had brought some dinner for us all!!”

“Miyako and Ken saved our dinner, dagya!!” Armadimon chirped.

“Hmm… Yeah, maybe we can eat ramen another day” Daisuke smiled, "Alright folks! Let’s clean the table and eat!”

“Alright!!” They all said together.

#digimon adventure 02 the beginning #motomiya daisuke #ohwada lui #ichijouji ken #inoue miyako #hida iori #takaishi takeru #yagami hikari #kenmiya #kenyako #dailui

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