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#everyone gets a kiss on the cheek for being a human and therefore pretty
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I wanted to request a Lucifer (hazbin) x duck demon reader, or just a Lucifer x Toy maker reader. I think it would be neat, this is my first time requesting anything, even on tumblr entirely and I have had tumblr for years xD also I’ve been wanting to make a tumblr like yours writing short stories for people! You’ve inspired me to think about it. Any advice or tips to start out? I love your writing <3
Oooo this is cool! I'm going to make the reader both a duck demon and toymaker if that's okay.
Awwwww! I'm honored to be your first request anon!!! Thank you for the kind words! I'll put the advice/tips at the end of the oneshot of the story for you!
Warnings: fluff?
Lucifer x Duck!ToyMaker!Reader
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-When Lucifer first laid eyes on you and realized you are a duck, he freaked the heck out.
-Anytime he talked with you, he'd stumble over his words and become a blushy mess.
-He'll compliment your feathers or try and flirt with you but immediately backtracks over fear of rejection.
-He couldn't help but stare at all of your majestic duck-ness.
-Then he found out you're a toymaker too?!?! He is over the moon!
-You caught onto his interest of you pretty quick. If there is one thing this guy isn't, it's subtle.
-You figured you could throw him a bone and flirt back in your own special way- Toymaking!
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You've been in your workshop day and night, fixing up a special gift for your favorite fallen angel.
You thought it would be cute to make him a duck that could actually fly. His only breathe fire to your knowledge so you thought he would appreciate a duck that could soar alongside him in the sky.
After you had finished engineering the flying mechanism of the duck and its carving, you began to paint it a happy yellow color. Then put two hearts on it's cheeks.
You thought it would be cute to give it a little top hat and bowtie like Lucifers so you did just that. Finally, you carved letters into the ducks right foot, Luci, punctuated with a heart.
The only thing left to do now was to give him this silly little duck.
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You extended the box out to your fun-sized friend, or perhaps future more-than-friend.
He looks up at you with the most precious look, "I- Is- Is this for me?"
His voice was small, disbelieving. You nod with a smile. He takes the box gently, as if he was scared it would break whatever is in there.
The ribbon unravels and the box opens, revealing your heartfelt gift. The sin of pride does his best to hold back a grateful sob. He could see the work and love that you put into this.
"T-Thank you so much!" his voice cracked as he jumped to hug you.
You gave him a squeeze back, "Do you want to see what it can do?"
His nods eagerly.
You put the duck in your hand and crank the wind up before throwing the duck in the air. It flies around Lucifer for a few seconds before landing on his top hat.
Lucifer blinks, processing what just happened.
What just happened is that he fell for you.
He grabs your hands and looks straight into your eyes, "I love you."
With that, you lean down to kiss the beautiful man in front of you.
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Advice for Starting Out!
Something I struggled with for a while was finding motivation to start writing and being nervous that people wouldn't like my writing.
For motivation, what works for me is sit down and choose either an ask or an idea I have to write. After I pick something I try and write for at least 15 minutes and see if it gets my creative juices working.
If it doesn't, I look at other fan content or look at the show or game I'm writing for to be inspired.
Also helps to write any ideas that randomly pop into your head, for example:
I wonder how Lucifer would react to reader playing with his hair.
Then you save that idea for whenever you want to write it.
For being nervous I affirm to myself that I write because it makes me happy and if I don't step out of my comfort zone I can't grow.
I know that nothing is for everyone because we are all vastly different humans, therefore I will write what I like and if someone else likes it too then that's also great!
If you have an ask or a prompt that you don't really like but also aren't opposed to, try to put your own spin on it so it feels more personal to you.
Despite that, make sure to have a list of boundaries or rules you have for asks so that you won't get asks that you don't want to write or aren't comfortable writing. It's perfectly fine to say no to people. Remember that!
Add tags and multiple variations of the tag if you want traffic on your posts as well as maybe putting in a picture of a character or of something pertaining to the character for aesthetic purposes if you want.
A lot of writers listen to music that gives them the same feels as the content they write so it helps them focus.
Remember all of these can depend on you, like maybe you don't like to listen music or it throws you off. Maybe you could light a candle that you reminds you of what your writing. Stuff like that you know? (I hope that makes sense.)
Make sure you don't burn yourself out as well by taking breaks and doing other things you enjoy so that you can better come to appreciate your own writing.
Sorry if this was a lot of info at once 😅
If you have any other specific things you want to know about starting out let me know anon! And if you do end up making a blog tag me so I can find you, I would love to see how you grow in your writing!
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itschrisboys · 1 year
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did anyone say, SUPER MARIO HEADCANONS?
also i just noticed i have polls now
wario's real name is wallace. people started calling him wario as a joke after realizing how much he resembled mario. wallace was super annoyed at first, but now he's mildly amused by the whole thing.
likewise, waluigi's real name is michael. when wario first mentioned he had a younger twin, people started joking that his brother's name was waluigi. michael found it pretty funny from the get-go, and started leaning into the joke.
super crowns are used as a symbol of status in the mario universe. because of this, the royalty only appear human while wearing their crowns. peach is actually a toad, daisy is actually a piranha plant, and rosalina is actually a luma.
bowser and bowser junior are a subspecies of koopa known as a fire koopa. while rare, fire koopas aren't exclusively nobles/royalty, and vice versa.
bowser junior was conceived from a one night stand, and left on the castle doorstep in the middle of the night. a dna test confirmed he was bowser's kid, but they couldn't find his biological mother.
the koopalings aren't legally bowser's children, but he's basically adopted them anyway. most of them come from rough homes, and the others dont come from homes at all. bowser looked at these struggling kids, and his fatherly instincts kicked in and he essentially said "mine now"
the "stork" isn't actually how babies are conceived in the mushroom kingdom, it's just an adoption service.
mario and luigi were born in the mushroom kingdom. their (adoptive) parents (born in italy) took them to brooklyn after the shroob invasion, and they grew up not knowing about the mushroom kingdom. they only found out their origins upon coming to the mushroom kingdom years later, and being recognized by their old babysitter, toadsworth.
mario and luigi's birth parents were from new donk city.
mario's favorite food is spaghetti, and luigi teases him relentlessly for being an italian stereotype.
peach is actually closeted aroace. she's a very physically affectionate person (ie cheek kisses and hugs), and bakes cakes for her friends a lot. she didn't realize that that accidentally sent romantic signals to mario until much later, and has no idea how to clear things up without outing herself (she's not ready to come out yet) now that everyone seems to think they're an item.
peach almost ditching mario on the moon was due to the fact that she was panicking about potentially being outed, and therefore didn't realize he wasn't on the ship (she didn't find out she almost left mario there until later, and she profusely apologized when he told her)
bowser's parents died when he was really young (like, infant young), and he was raised by kammy and kamek. he refers to them as his parents sometimes.
likewise, peach was raised by toadsworth.
peach is actually the queen of the mushroom kingdom, but she likes the alliteration of "princess peach", so she uses that as her title.
rosalina still refers to herself as a princess because she hasn't finished grieving for her mother yet, and doesn't want to feel like she's replacing her.
unlike the other royalty, daisy's parents are alive and well, which is why she still has the title of princess.
kammy and kamek are in a long-term queerplatonic relationship.
mario doesn't start dating pauline until after peach eventually comes out of the closet.
luigi is crushing super hard on prince peasley, but he's too awkward to say anything, and peasley has some self esteem issues that lead him to believe that luigi is only fawning over him because he's the prince, so doesn't realize luigi has a crush. mario keeps trying to matchmake the two, and is super frustrated that none of his attempts are working, despite that fact that they're obviously into each other
wario and waluigi care about each other a lot, but that doesn't stop them from having some extreme sibling rivalry. they would absolutely beat the shit out of each other for the last cookie, then be chilling and watching tv together not 10 minutes later. the cain instinct is strong with these two.
not too long after the incident on the moon, daisy decides she's had enough of bowsers shit, and beats him up while still wearing a dress and high heels. bowser stops going after peach, but its not so much because he's scared of daisy so much as it is that he's incredibly impressed by her and wants to get on her good side because he may or may not have developed a crush.
bowser and daisy do eventually start dating.
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6lostgirl6 · 1 year
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Could you do a poly lost boys x reader, where the reader is like Starfire? Like from another planet, doesn't understand human things, etc?
Please and thank you 💖💖
Hey! I hope you like this one!!
Out of This World
Poly!Lost Boys x Starfire!Reader
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How You Met:
You were on a mission for your planet when your spacecraft malfunctioned and you came crashing down on earth. Without a way to fix it, you were basically stuck without a way home.
Honestly, you were apprehensive. Everyone wore strange clothes and spoke in a language you couldn’t understand. However, you noticed that people mainly gathered at this weird hovering mechanism that was held by giant sticks over the rushing waves of the water. It had many buildings with flashing colors of lights and weird spacecrafts attached to railings so they wouldn't fly? (The boardwalk and the rollercoasters)
Being a curious creature and used to exploring strange planets, you went ahead and followed a crowd that went through the entrance. Already, you were fascinated. It seemed to be a place to gather and have fun.
When the boys noticed you on the boardwalk and they were instantly intrigued and fascinated by you. Not only were you their mate, but you smelled entirely different from other humans. You smelt otherworldly.
You dressed differently from everyone else, clothes made out of strange material that they’ve never seen before. It looked futuristic. 
Paul was the one that was recruited to talk to you and get you intrigued, leaning against the railing and saying something along the lines of, ‘hey, babe.’ 
You couldn't understand what he was saying, therefore you grabbed his cheeks and pulled him into a kiss. Kissing someone would allow you to gain the ability to understand and speak the language of the person you kiss. 
“Woah babe, we’re moving a little fast. I don’t mind though.” He flirted. 
After a while, Paul convinced you to meet the other boys and you were instantly attracted. 
Dating Them:
After spending time with them for a while, they finally came clean and told you that they were vampires. You reacted like it was any normal thing which was confusing to them. When you finally explained that you were from another planet, they were relieved that you all weren’t human and they had nothing to worry about. 
When they also inform you that you were also their mate, you were extremely happy and accepted right away.
Dating all four of them didn’t bother you in the slightest. From your world, having more than one mate was common. 
You all show off your powers in the cave, sharing a mutual power of flying, it was fun to fly around the cave and play tag. 
Marko thinks your green energy powers that shoot from your hands are pretty sick! When the both of you are terrorizing the boardwalk, you shoot small bursts of your green energy to freak people out. 
Dwayne helps you when you have trouble with phrases and certain words. He finds it very cute that you don’t know how to connect certain objects with words they’re attached to. 
Paul gets you into loads of music, he helped you develop a love for rock n roll and took you out to see concerts. 
David loves that and hates that you're invulnerable to his powers. Having him try to invade your mind feels like your brain tickles for a second. 
Sometimes you slip with jokes from your planet in your native language and the boys sit there completely confused on what you’re talking about while you’re laughing your ass off. 
You stand there in confusion, “...on my planet, this is hilarious.” 
When you are turned into a vampire, the boys are a little jealous because you become a lot stronger than them, being a mix between alien and vampire.
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evansencezz · 1 year
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o(_ _o)ノ☆ EVERYTHINGS OKAY o(_ _o)ノ☆—Kai Adachi—>゚)))彡
Notes: PunkAu!, fluff, slight fluff, kai x various, valentines day, early kai happy brithday post, festivals, slight separtion anxiety, theriean still sucks, overprotective akari, almost everyones here, funny, rom-com, easily embrassed kai, just like me fr, video games, robery, threatening, two fight scences in here, strawberries, kai has a illness, kai has anixety and actual physical illness, undiganosed illness, shes still a blood mage, unstable magic, smokinng, drinking, mind fog while smooking, side eyes, nods towards non-cannon kai AU traumaz, bipolar, very easily annoyed kai, anger issues, physical pain, kinda sad at some parts, akari goes away, in charge kai, kai takes akaris place, pin-wall, theriean is a cocky fucker, almost cannon theriean x kai, average kai getting pinned down., cute ending, kissing, valentines day, arashi and kai don’t like each other, arashi is fucking annoying, human!arashi, confession, kai is really cute in this, traidtional clothing, why is everyone trying to get kai to stop being a virgin, maya is cute, maya is still like theriean, they don’t like each other obv.
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The white-nette girl sighed and ran a hand through her hair. The couple of red strains that colored the hair fell out, she seriously hated them so much.
“Oh, morning Kai!” A familar voiced entered.
The girl glanced at who it was. She saw Reko, they weren’t extremely close, but close enough.
“Kai?? Your shaking..” She pointed out.
When the other looked down, her hands were shaking. Pretty violently, and twitchy aswell. Her ears ringed before she quickly tucked them behind her back.
“Oh sorry..I’ve just been very twitchy lately. Anyways, do you need something?” They smiled tensly.
The pink haired girl glanced behind their back for a second before smiling.
“The others were just wondering where you were, y’know, people from uptop coming down here today again?” She asked.
The red eyed person blinked a couple times before tensing further.
“Right, of course. I’ll be there straight away.” She straightly replied.
The taller made a confused expression before shrugging. She waved behind her before quickly leaving.
“I’m such a weridoooo!!’” They whined as soon as they knew she was out of earshot.
It was true, they had werid habits and manners. Well, whatever you could consider manners down here.
They blew out a puff of air before walking out of their room. The main hallway immeditally greeted them and they glanced around.
“Kai?” A tired voice called.
The person probably didn’t see it, but she made a face. But plastered a netural expression on before turning around.
“Ah! Suimuki, do you need anything?” She crossed her hands behind her back again.
The inventor, who was peeking her head out of her doorway stayed silent. It looked like she was nodding off before she perked up and nodded lazily.
“Yeah, for you to stop talking like that.” She sarcastically said.
The former erked before tilting her head.
“Right! Anything else?” She contuined bitter.
“Coffee, you know how I take it.~” She responded back, closing one of her eyes before closing the door.
Kai scoffed before making her way further down the hallway. Once she entered the dining room, everyone was gathering their food.
“Morning, my love.~” Maya greeted her, slightly downward from her usual tone.
She didn’t say anything, only scowling when she pecked her cheek. She heard her laugh before scampering off. Fucker.
“Damnit! I can’t believe you get more play then ME!” The second eldest of the Adachi’s complained.
The younger finished picking up her food, looking up and raising an eyebrow at Astro.
“More people like me because I like both genders. You only like one, therefore, making your dating..limited.” She curtely responded.
Her sister, which had a piece of avcado in her mouth only flipped them off.
“Real elegant, Astro.” A new player entered the thunderdome, Mars.
They swallowed their food and scowled at the both of them. Flipping them off with both hands.
“Fuck you both then!!” They hissed.
Kai only placed a sarcastic smile on their face before liting up when they saw Theriean. He was sitting down with, Hiraeith, Ace, Violet, and Celeste.
“Lover boy, huh?” Mars nudged the younger.
They flushed and scooted away from the maroon eyed girl, glaring. She simply shot them a smile before walking off.
The youngest adachi glanced towards the male again, but this time he noticed. He grinned and waved them over.
They tensed but carefully went over there.
“Hey, apprentince. Come sit with us.” He greeted.
God, it took her entire being not to fold. She loved his voice so much. It was lowered but not too much.
“Apprentince?” He broke her out of it.
She flinched and smiled tensly before quickly sitting down next to Hiraeith. The purple eyed girl raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything.
“So..uhm..how..how are you..?” She blurted out.
The red eyed female resisted the urge to rip her hair out and face palm at the question. The male’s eyes crinkled as he smiled wider.
“Oh? How am I? Well, better now that you finally showed up.” He answered smoothly.
The girl opened her mouth slightly and flushed a little red. The man only laughed before studying her.
“Jesus, releax Kai.” Hiraeith mummbled.
The said girls eye twitched. She took a few pieces of fruit and sighed.
“Have you guys heard of the festival?? I’ve already been asked five times!” Violet inquired.
The white haired person looked up and quickly glanced at Theriean. His eyes were focused on the blonde.
“Oh yeah? Did you accept any of them?” He asked.
She rolled her eyes before sighing.
“Absoutetly not! I’d rather Iris ask me other then that.” She said.
Everyone at the table glanced at one another, in a knowing way.
“Telling. Anyways, the festival is basically for lunar new year!” Ace simply said before explaing.
The youngest Adachi wasn’t really paying attention. They finished the rest of their coffee before flinching when a bell rang.
“Ah!- You guys know what that means! See ya later!~” Celeste yanked the rest of the group and walked away with their plates.
Kai made a face as a thought paced through her head.
‘THEY’RE SETTING ME UP! THEY AREN’T EVEN IN THE SAME DIVISON.’ She sweat-dropped.
She turned her attention to her crush as he picked up his plate and raised an eyebrow.
“You comin’?” He stood up.
She flustered slightly and her hands shook as she grabbed her plate and things. Theriean’s eyes squinted at her before nudging his head and walking.
She quickly followed after, but something was bugging her.
‘Did I take my meds??’ She tried to remeber.
Her mind went blank. Knowing herself, she guessed she did. But of course, she couldn’t be certian.
“Kai, c’mon!” The male slightly scolded as he picked up her plates from her hands and put them away before leading her off.
‘Embrassing!’
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Later on, both the two white-nette’s were teaching people. Kai was entertaining the younger blood mages, almost kids with making flowers appear, just illusions. Or small fishes in the water.
“Your so talented, miss Kai!” A few of the kids said as the previous illusion faded away.
They only grinned slightly and leaned down.
“You think so’?” They rythrocically asked.
Objectively, their favorite kid, nodded. She had soft brown hair and green eyes that could go head to head with Autumn’s.
“Of course! Your like my mama’!!” She giggled and hugged the others leg.
The girls eyes couldn’t help but water a little at that. The kids mother had passed away some time ago and she always saw Kai as a replacement.
But everyone else saw her as a replacement too. Second best.
“I’m happy you like me that much.” She simply said, picking the girl up and smiling when she giggled.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder and she flinched, grabbing the kid closer.
“That your kid?” A teasing voiced inquired.
She looked at the person, it was Elizebeth. Her brown and red hair was in a short ponytail and she had a small smile on her face.
“No! Of course not! Does she look anything like me?” She defended.
The olive green eyes of child blinked before snuggling into her.
“No..what’s your name, kid?” She sighed before looking at the kid.
“Oliver..” She answered.
Elizebeth hummed and Kai gently set her down.
“You can go now, Olive.” The maroon eyed girl watched as she scampered off.
“Cute kid.” The other red eyed girl said.
Kai only hummed in response. They weren’t really in the mood for anything.
“Theriean’s in charge today??” They asked another question.
The same heighted girl’s eye twitched but she decided to be nice.
“Yes.” She bitterly answered.
The other seemed to pick up the fact that they weren’t wanted as they quickly left. Annoying.
She scowled and clentched her hands tighter. Relax, Ei. Don’t burn down the fucking building.
All the other kids seemed to be playing with one another, chasing each other back and forth. She zoned out. Lucky.
Their entire childhood was filled with unplesentires. Everyone hated them, everyone was scared of them. So what if they had unstable magic??
So. fucking. what.
The youngest could probably create so much chaos if they really wanted to. They had accidentally caught pieces of clothing, or furnature on fire before.
She yelped when a kid crashed into her leg, harshly. She stummbled but fell to the ground. When she peeked a eye open since they had closed on reflex, multiple gasps where heard.
“Miss Kai! I’m so sorry!” A young boy frowned, it looked like he was about to cry.
The long haired girl smiled a little with one eye closed. She stummbled to her feet before roughing up the kids hair.
“it’s okay..” She grinned.
The girl flinched when someone called her name.
“KAIIIIII!!~~” A loud yet sweet voice sounded.
She made a horrifed face before groaning when swept up into someones arms. She grunted when the basically spun her around.
“Hey..ack!-Mayfield!..” She hissed.
The blonde giggled and set her down. Multiple kids stared at the two of them, big eyes blinking.
“Aw, hey cuties!~” The taller girl cooed towards the children.
They all hid behind each other.
“Your scaring them..and me.” Kai scoffed.
The blue eyed girl blinked before clinging onto her arm.
“Sorry! Anyways, see you later kids!~” She apologized before shooing the group of youngers away.
The shorter made a face and sweat-dropped. She grunted harder when Maya pressed closer.
“Can you..get off?!” She hissed.
The blonde frowned but quickly got off when Theriean showed up. His hands were tucked into his pockets but he leaned back and raised an eyebrow.
“You heard her, no?” He asked.
The other girls attiutide quickly changed. Her body was more on edge and her eyes were narrowed.
“Yeah, and I got off, no?” She mocked.
They made a grimnace. Both of them had a annoyed smile and their eyebrows twitched.
“I’ll go teach now! Y..you two have fun!” They tried to leave.
Theriean quickly grabbed their wrist and gently tugged them back. They turned a little red.
“Stay.” Was all he said.
“Ok!” She yelped.
The other girls eye twitched multiple times. Honestly, who did this guy think he was?!
“What’s wrong Mayfield? They are their own person after all..” He mockingly taunted.
“Of course I know that.” She quickly said.
Kai worringly glanced between the two. It was like the air was filled with static. They sighed and quickly shoved their way inbetween them.
“Both of you relax. Maya, let’s go.” She breathed before looking towards her.
The air lightened, she blinked in surprise. Before a cocky grin came over her face and she quickly grabbed their hand and lead them off. Meanwhile, Theriean scowled.
“Stupid.” He scoffed.
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The two girls basically threw themselves onto the couch. Kai had unlocked the room where Akari and higherups usually resided.
“Woah, I’ve never actually been in here.” She marveled.
The shorter girl scoffed and very carefully leaned towards her.
“Please, don’t you get in trouble all the time?” She questioned.
Maya simply scoffed back before leaning her head back on the couch.
“Yeah, but only for you!~” She adimitted before winking.
The white-nette simply rolled their eyes before shuffling positions. She looked around, photos, and well achivements that Akari had earned.
Also a bunch of documents with..
Wait. What..was that??
She furrowed her eyebrows and grabbed the folder. The taller female also peaked over but lost intrest, humming some song Kai didn’t know.
“What the fuck.” They blurted out, eyes frantically going over the documents.
The ocean eyed girl grunted and leaned aganist their shoulder.
“What’s up?” She simply asked.
“Academia.” They whispered harshly.
Maya blinked a few times before pressing closer.
“Like that fancy school up top?? What about it?” She contuined.
The red eyed girl groaned before making slight eye contact with them.
“It says she’s inrolled, Mayfield.” They grumbled.
“NO GODAMN WAY, LEMME’ SEE THAT!!” She yelled, snatching the documents.
Kai grunted when she quickly read over the thing.
“Holy shit..” She whispered, having the same reaction.
“What are you two doing.” A familar, semi-normal voice sounded.
The red eyed girl practically threw the documents behind them and smiled tensly.
“Akari! Hey! Uhm-We were just hanging out!” They laughed also nervously.
The other girl made a face at them and they kicked her from the ankle.
“Hey!-!” She hissed.
“Just play along, stupid.” They said, through sharp words and gritted teeth.
She scowled back at them before looking at the older Adachi. Her foot was tapping aganist the floor as her fingers tapped aganist her arm in a rythmatic motion.
“Yeah! Kai invited me in here..I can leave if you want-!” She started but was cut off.
“Yeah, bye!” The older Adachi quickly answered, making a motion with her wrist and a blue circlet incircled Maya’s wrist.
She yelped when her body was dragged off of the couch and out of the room. She was shoved out of the door, stummbling, before turning back around but the door slammed closed.
“Ugh.” She sighed.
The younger sister glanced at the door before back to her older sister.
“So..you know?” Akari inquired.
They dug their fingers into their sleeve and scowled.
“Yes.” She bitterly said.
The other pinched her nose and huffed. Both of them were annoyed now.
“So? Are you mad?” She contuined.
Kai quickly stood up and scowled deeper. Her eye twitched and it almost took her entire being for her not to snap.
“Of course I’m angry! We have this whole fucking devison fucking deicated to NOT agreeing with up top! And then I find out your going to school?!” She glared.
The slightly taller female looked away but didn’t say anything.
“Whatever. Maybe I should tell the others-!”
“Absoutetly not! Don’t even THINK IT.” The heterocromdia girl stopped them.
“Then fucking explain.” They spat, leaning towards her with a annoyed expression.
Akari huffed and lowered her shoulders. A small scowl of her own rested on her face.
“It’s not because I want to. It’s because I litterally got found out. Y’know, vison and everything.” She breathed.
“What, so they know your empowered?” They scoffed.
The blue themed girl only shrugged. This whole situation was annoying.
“So if your up top, doing fuck’s knows what, whose gonna’ rule down here?!” They leaned back.
Akari placed a hesatiant smile on her face and her shoulders rose again. Why was she looking at her like that?? Wait-
“Oh no, no, no!! I am NOT taking OVER YOUR POSITION, Akari!!” She recoiled.
The ladder only frowned and gently leaned closer, laughing a little.
“Why not? It’s better then Astro.” She simply said.
Kai only groaned and turned away, tapping her foot om the ground. There’s no way. Kai wasn’t made out for this sort of thing. Hell, maybe Suimuki was.
“Why one of us? Why not fucking Suimuki or someone else!?” She frantically asked.
She only placed a lazy grin on her face and tilted her head, raising an eyebrow.
“You really think Suimuki Lumine would be fit to watch over?” She asked.
In all honesty, maybe. Suimuki was complacated, probably had fifty mental illnesses. She also lashed out alot and was bitter.
But then again, Kai wasn’t perfect either. She sighed and turned back towards her sister.
“The people need you, Akari.” She breathed, grimnacing as their voice cracked.
The said girl only shook her head and smiled.
“No, they need a stable person to build off of. And I’ve decided that’s you. Simple as that.” She spoke.
The red eyed girl glanced away, biting her lip. Whatever Akari says was final, that was always the rule.
“Okay, fine! I’ll do it.” She adimitted.
Weak.
The older sibling smiled brightly and hugged her. It was nice. She smelt like cotton and light vanilla.
“Thanks so much! Also, please just tell the others I’m on a lengthy misson!!” She beamed.
The shorter only stared at her before stepping away from her warmth.
“How long are you exactly planning on leaving?” She asked.
Akari hummed and made a thinking posture. She was really pretty and thoughful, wasn’t she?
“Maybe a month or two? I’ll try and keep in touch. Don’t miss me too much.~” She smiled with her eyes closed.
‘A MONTH?!’ They screamed.
But they just placed a small, tense smile on their face.
“Right, good luck.” Was all they responded with before leaving the hangout area.
“I need a fucking drink.” They scoffed before walking off.
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Kai groaned and rubbed a hand over their face as they sat down at the bar. It was a pretty famous, loud one down here. But they had extremely yummy spiked drinks.
“Ah! If it isn’t my favorite member of our order! Hey, Kai, how’s it hangin’?” A friendily voice called.
They perked up and looked at Reko who was behind the bar. They had a grin on their face with crinkled eyes.
“Hey Reko, your sisters still my favorite.” She mummbled.
The pink haired girl geniuley laughed before catching her breath. Way to go, Adachi.
“That’s funny! Anyways, the usual?” She snickered before asking.
“You know it, thanks.” Was what she simply replied with.
Most people probably would’ve made faces at her dialaect. She was much more free speaking, had a somewhat casual attuitude with most people. Espically people of her own divison and order.
Music blared throughout the place and people cheered. Some gambled, some were smoking.
Speaking of..
The white haired girl kept playing with the end of a pack of ciggarettes she had bought. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, or wasn’t allowed to. It was just that whenever she smoked, her mind fuzzed over.
It seemed like her brain got heavier, but maybe that’s what it was suposed to do. She also had a very light cough but it wasn’t due to her illness or anything.
“Here ya’ go, sweetie!’” Reko slid over her drink.
It was a simple strawberry diaqurri but with stronger and more liquor. She usually drank up to six of them, pretty concering. Maybe a bloody marry here and there.
“Thanks.” She said.
Reko only grinned and leaned forward on the counter. This made the former stop and raise an eyebrow.
“Anything for our next caretaker down here!” She sang.
The younger hadn’t even taken a sip of her drink before she choked. She hacked up a lung which made her laugh.
“W..what?! You already know?!” She frantically asked.
Reko only smiled with their eyes closed and chuckled.
“You should know, word gets around fast.” She shrugged.
Kai was about to say something else but the darkskin girl was whisked away. They sighed and took a sip of their fruity drink.
“Everyone’s gonna’ be flipping out when I come back..” They groaned and burried their face in their arms.
She hadn’t stayed there for long, maybe a hour or two. It was around sunset now, well, by her guess it was. No one could really be sure when the sun was pretty much cut off down here.
She carefully walked into the large building house and..
“Ah, look who it is.” A male voice spoke.
She flushed slightly and snapped her head up, Theriean. And he did not look pleased, he had a slight scowl on his face and his arms were crossed. Along with that, his fingers tapped rythmatically and his foot also tapped.
“Kai.” Was all he said.
“Theriean..” She replied quickly.
This didn’t seem to please him, instead his scowl deepened. She backed away when he grabbed her upper arm.
“So, your in charge of us now?” He questioned.
It actually wasn’t a question, he knew she was. How embrassing. It could’ve been anyone else but it was him.
“You should know. Espically if Akari told you all..did she leave already?” She took her arm back and scowled on her own.
He leaned back and shoved his hands in his pockets.
“Yes. Just try and control me, Apprentince.” He laughed dully before leaning awfully close to her face.
“You won’t get far..” He whispered before laughing and walking away.
The girl scowled deep and dug her fingernails into her arm. Aganist all judgement, her face was warm.
“Ugh!” She hissed.
She quickly made her way to her divison lab area but when she entered the door, she was greeted by pretty much everyone else.
“Kai!! I’m so so so proud of you!-!” Maya’s rambles were cut off by Hiraeith shoving her.
“Who would’ve thought THAT of all things worked? Your face is red.” She sarcastically said, rolling her eyes.
The long haired girl whined before slumping forward.
“Anyways, take good care of us since we are basically in your care.” She mummbled before walking off.
Then..
“Ack!!-!” She was bombared by a taller figure.
They basically cracked her ribcage as they squeezed tighter. Before finally pulling away, yellow eyes sparkled.
“Jesus, Astro.” She grunted.
They only sniffled, making the other flinch and stiffen. Were they seriously crying?!
“Are you crying?!” She frantically asked.
She wasn’t even really thinking when she grabbed their face and felt warm skin. She did feel warmer then usual, but that was probably normal for people when they cried.
“I..I’m just so proud..and you aren’t crying..even though Akari’s gone..”
“WHATTTT?!?”
The maroon eyed girl let go of her face and recoiled. Cry?!! Kai didn’t CRY.
“What?? Did they say something?” Suimuki asked.
The blood mage was even more shocked, Suimuki was out of her room?! Her lab?!! Now that was surprisng.
Honestly, she probably would’ve been less surprised if God walked into the room right now.
“I don’t cry. Never.” She hissed.
The golden eyed girl blinked a couple times before raising an eyebrow.
“You cry when your embrassed.” She coughed out.
The same heighted girl froze. No way. Did she really?! Did her face get so red that tears actually formed in her eyes?!
“Ha! Yes.” Suimuki seemed to read their mind before snickering and walking off.
Astro groaned and held her head before closing ome of her eyes and looking at her.
“Pretty sure that was abuse of power..” She added on.
“SHUT UP NO IT WASN’T.”
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Over a period of two weeks, pretty much everyone had adjusted to Kai taking over Akari’s postion. It really wasn’t that much of a difference, they had simaliar control styles.
Speaking of, Kai squinted at the bright scence and grabbed Maya’s hand as they finally pulled out of the sewer top. Now, they were up top.
People wearing fancy clothes conversed while walking through the streets. Some carriges and old cars roamed the busy streets, and more imporantly, kids in uniforms.
“Why are there so many different colors?! Which color was Akari’s, Kai?!” Astro whined before whipping towards their sister.
“Blue!~” The blonde next to her answered, grin in full force.
The middle child of the Adachi’s scowled and grumbled something under her breath.
“Why are you so intrested in that, anyway? We’re here for a misson, excluding Akari.” The red eyed sibling curiously asked.
Astro didn’t respond. The shorter glanced around before spotting something, a poster on a wall.
“Hold on..” She whispered.
Ace made a confused face before freaking out when she basically park-cored her way to the other alleyway. She walked closer to the poster and squinted.
It had her face on it, with a price underneath it.
“Great, a bounty on me.” She spat, rolling her eyes.
“Jesus christ!” A girl with white hair and green eyes scoffed.
“Could you BE anymore careless?” She contuined, after landing close to where the other was.
They only grunted and watched as the rest of the group showed up. Getting a rough head count, Maya, Astro, Noel, Autumn, and Aether.
“Just be lucky Aether and Astro aren’t having a godamn orgy right now.” The ginger haired one spat out, snickering sarcastically.
“Isn’t Kai a virgin.” Aether tried to ask like a question.
“Go fuck yourself.” They hissed.
The two said people only glanced at each other before rolling their eyes.
“Very funny.” Both of them said.
The youngest, yet leader of the group tiredly ran a hand over her face and eyes.
“In and out, guys.” They ordered before climbing up higher and spotting wear they would break into.
It was a quaint little place, having jewerly and other expensive things. There really wasn’t a reason for why this was a misson, they were just bored.
“Come on.” They carefully dropped down to sneak around into a cranny of the store.
It didn’t really matter, the workers seemed more occupied with their customers.
“Anything spefic we need?” Autumn questioned.
The white haired person shot her a look.
“Did you not hear what I said before? Take whatever you can.” She sarcastically asked.
The other girl’s eye twitched but the shorter didn’t notice. They took a pin out of their hair and undid the lock before swiftly sliding it back into place and carefully shuffling inside.
The rest of the group followed suit, some getting a better look around. The backroom was pretty abadoned, boxes closed and everything.
“Oh shit!” Noel quickly shifted over to where a music box was.
It looked..oddly familar..the tall girl undid the lock and a scence popped up. It had a blue round crystal in the middle with star outlines, fiting the navy blue background. A quiet, almost spacey tune played.
“Isn’t that one of Suimuki’s models?” The blue eyed and blonde haired male tilted his head.
“Probably is..” Kai mummbled.
They quickly got to work though, shuffling the hefty messenger bag they had on their waist onto the ground. The Lumine brother simply tossed it into the bag and yawned.
“Seriously?” Noel shot him a look.
“What?! I’m suporting my sibling! Plus, they basically stole this from her?!” He agressivly defended.
They simply raised their eyebrows and made a back away gesture. Meanwhile, the leader of the group cut open a box with a flourish. They tucked the knife to the side before digging through it.
Something cold touched their hands and they resisted the urge to recoil. They gently lifted it with their pale hands and gasped.
A, simaliar necklace to the one Kai had around her neck greeted her. Only it was brighter, and had more intericate designs on it. Her thumb carrsed the jewel and it refelected back into her eyes.
“Oo! Steal!~” Astro stuck their tongue out and snatched the necklace away from her.
She jolted and whipped towards her older, shocked. She dangled it and marveled at it.
“Nice find! It looks simaliar to the one Akari gave yo-!” She was cut off.
“Yeah I know! Put it in the bag, jesus..” She snapped before huffing.
After pouring a good amount of items into the bag, Autumn hoisted it onto her person. She shuffled it before making a thumbs up motion.
“Alright yes I-!” A unfamilar and unlucky voice filled everyone’s ears.
A girl with brown hair and light green eyes was carrying another hefty box of something. She seemed to be talking with someone on the phone. She stopped half-way when the girl layed eyes on the group.
“Jesusss christtt..!” Aether whined.
Everyone else had simaliar reactions, they could honestly just book it right now. The woman had her mouth open slightly before taking a deep breath. All the rogues glanced at one another, knowing exactly what she was about to scream.
“DOWNDWELLERS!!! ROGUES, GUARDS PLEASE HELP!! THEIVES!”
Kai immeditally darted out of the shop and into the streets. Most people had stopped and their eyes darted towards them, the rest of the group followed close behind.
“Fucking hell!!” Noel scoffed.
Everyone grimnaced when familar people in sheilds and uniforms showed up, immeditally reconqizing them.
“Stop, theives!!” They ordered.
“Hey!-!” Maya pulled the bright eyed leader down by her sleeve.
“Let me make the portal this time.” She whispered.
“W h a t.” They deadpanned.
The blonde scoffed and leaned aganist her.
“Pleaseeeee’?! I can do it this time! I promise!” She begged.
The white-nette still shot them a look before sighing.
“Fine! Whatever! Now c’mon!!” She breathed before taking off and catching up with the rest of the group.
“Ack!-!”
“Ah! Good to see you lovebirds decided to join us!” Autumn spat out with a sarcastic smile, glancing at the duo from the corner of her eye.
“Yeah! Honestly, could you have taken any longer?!” Noel sighed.
“Shut the fuck up! Maya-!” The youngest Adachi child scowled before turning towards the taller.
But she had already shuffled away and started making a ingarving with her pocket knife in the wall.
The rest of the group turned back and saw the crowd sepreating to let the guards through. The leader of the deliquents mummbled something and a circle of glowing red magic covered them.
“Releax..I’ve just made us invisble for now, so long as no one touches us.” She laughed nervously.
All of them were pretty crammed together, and shuffled messily and despreatly away from the crowd and towards Maya.
“God, I thought you didn’t trust her portals?! Why is she doing it?! Did she kiss your or something?!” Noel sarcastically asked.
Kai’s, whose hands were out in a spaled motion to hold the circle flatered. Her face turned red before she hastily fixed it.
“Fuck you! No..I..I just thought it would be nice if she practiced in real time some more..” She snapped before glancing around.
By now, the guards had passed through the area but they weren’t anywhere close to being safe. The younge bloodmage grimnaced as her one arm almost gave out under itself before sighing and breathing deeply.
The blonde and blue eyed girl grunted as she pulled back from the final ingraving with a flourish. She waited a second before a medium sized hole in the brick wall opened itself and tons of people stopped in their tracks.
“Done! Guys C’mon!-!” She smiled before turning towards were she thought she’d she figures but no.
The shield collapsed and Kai grunted before grabbing Maya’s left arm. She panted before glancing up into her eyes before dragging her into the portal.
The rest followed suit.
All of them grunted when Maya somehow tripped once they were out the other side, Kai falling ontop of her. The rest fell over the bodies on the floor and groaned.
“What the fuck.” Astro stummbled up and the rest finally got untangled.
“I think that went sucessful enough!~” The girl with pink highlighted tips smiled.
Everyone shot each other a look besides her but no one objected. Autumn glanced at the bag that was still secerly on her waist.
“And look at that, we’re down below! Are you proud?!” She added on before placing her hands near her face and turning towards Kai.
In all honesty, they were expecting them to be falling in the air or underwater, but no. They were happily pleased.
“Yes, good work Mayfield.” They shot her a grin before walking.
The entergentic expression on her face halted, wait.
WAIT.
“SERIOUSLY?!!” She eagerly ran up beside the shorter.
The rest of the group just watched on, slightly amused.
“Sure, why not?” They rytorically asked before finding more intrest in their hands.
Now, Maya, oh Maya was over the godamn moon. She had a massive smile on her face and hearts and stars practically strained her being.
“Your face is going to spilt in half.” Autumn quipped, a lazy smile flashing at her.
“SHUT UP!!”
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Everyone had already gotten back to the main house obviously, and had put away the units they had stolen. Funnily enough, Suimuki’s reaction to seeing her own music box was;
“Ew, not that prototype, that person must have no taste god, I’ve made way better ones.” She scoffed.
Now, Kai and Theriean were helping out in the dinner. They were making differnet types of meals, standing side by side. She could adimit, her feelings for him were getting a little more easy to control.
“Hey, confidante, can you pass the flour?” He finally spoke.
Actually no, scratch that. It was just because he wasn’t talking. Her nerves immeditally reved up and she felt weak just hearing his voice.
“Y..yeah! Here!..” She stopped what she was doing and passed him the bag of flour.
“Appericate it.” He simply replied before mixing some in.
Now it was more akward then anything, what were they suposed to say?! Just confess on the fucking spot, yeah NO THANKS!!
“Y’know, I was a little nervous for you when I heard you were going to be controlling everything down here. A sudden change isn’t good for anybody.”
What exactly did that mean?? They had to prove themself?? No, stop over thinking it.
“I agree with the sudden change part, but is it really that different?” They inquired, glancing at him from the corner of their eye.
The darker eyed male glanced back and she stiffened.
“Yes, Akari doesn’t falter under pressure. You do.” He said.
Falter under pressure?? Did he mean how she got embrassed easily??
“Wha..?” She mummbled.
The male sighed and stopped what he was doing. He came closer, step wise. She immeditally tensed at this and stopped what she was doing aswell.
“I’m not even doing anything, Kai..” He breathed, a small smile on his face as he came closer.
Her tempature did pick up, maybe it was the illness! Yeah! It was probably that and it would explain the sweating and shakyness..
Still though, she took a few quick hasty steps back before grunting when her back met the cabnit wall.
‘Oh god.’ She thought. ‘Oh no no no nononono-NO!!-‘ Her mind was frantic.
He came insanely close to her, resting his hands one by her face and the other lower to her shoulder. If they weren’t panicking before, they were really panicking now.
“..Haha..? All..all this j..just to..to prove..a point..?” She manged to get out.
‘Fucking moron.’ She hissed to herself.
“No, to see what your reaction would be. I like them.” He clarrifed.
His head tilted and his eyes squinted. Kai simply swallowed thickly and tilted their head up when he leaned forward.
“You…I..?”
‘STOP TRYING TO TALK JESUS CHRIST.’
Theriean only snickered before placing a extremely hasty kiss on her jawline before moving away completly. Their entire body seized and their face flushed.
They couldn’t even move, oh my god. How god damn embrassing and touch-starved.
“Your things still not fully mixed, love.” He gently reminded.
Her body seized further but this time mechically into action. Her red eyes refused to look in her crushes direction, while her mind was racing like this at least.
‘That was a hint, right?! Like one of those signs that your crush likes you back?! Jesus christ-!’
“Hey you two.” A familar, somewhat tired voice came into hearing.
“Hey, Hiraeith. We’re about to put some of this out, wanna’ ring the bell??” The other female asked.
She simply grunted and nodded, walking off in that direction. Kai finished stiring her indirgents and swiftly slid them into the old oven.
A bell rang and echoed throughout the entire building, and just like that commotion started. People came into the room, chatting with one another and sat down.
“I’m surprised we have a order for food.” He snickered.
The girl only smiled at him, he really was amazing. He obviously showed up after Kai did..
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“What? So you just want to join becauseeee’..?” Akari sarcastically asked, eyeing him up and down.
“Because I’m a blood mage, and can teach other forms of magic aswell..I don’t mean to be hostile, but you guys techincally aren’t suposed to have magic.” He answered.
The youngest of the Adachi siblings dug her fingernails into the corner of the wall she was peering out of. She couldn’t get a good look at him.
“I hate to break it to you, but we already have a blood mage.” Akari stated, unamused.
“Oh! Can I meet them??” He eagerly responded.
He also leaned forward, making the shorter uneasy.
“I..uhm..” She mummbled.
“ACK!-!!” Kai’s hands gave out and they tummbled into view.
The two people conversing turned towards them. When the shorter looked up, it seemed like Akari was trying not laugh.
“Hi, Kai, nice entrance.” She grinned.
They groaned and stummbled up to their feet. Meanwhile, Theriean stared at her curiously. She had the same white hair and red eyes as him.
“Is this…?” He glanced towards the closer girl.
The blue themed girl sighed and nodded. Meanwhile, Kai was staring at the male. He was so handsome. Her face was red..
“Yes, this is the other blood mage..Kai, meet Theriean, Theriean, meet Kai.” She answered before gesutring towards the two of them.
The male had a exicted smile on his face as he came closer and reached his hand out.
“Nice to meet one of my own kind! Like your friend said, I’m Theriean!” He said.
She only made a baffled expression and glanced at her older sister. The older laughed slightly before stepping twice.
“Haha! Her and me are sisters, Theriean.” She snickered.
He ‘oh’-ed and shook his head before nudging his hand closer. Her bright eyes darted down at it before clearing her throat.
“Right-uhm..Kai Adachi and uhm..it’s nice to meet you..?” She stummbled out before quickly shaking his hand.
She quickly pulled away when her hot skin made contact with freezing cold skin. The male seemed surprised as well before placing a easy grin on his face.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what type of blood mage are you??” He inquired.
They eyed him, he only tilted his head and smiled further. He was tall, and was wearing oddly fancy clothes. Probably a indicator he didn’t live down here.
Was he going to drag them up top once they answered?? Why exactly was he even here in the first place??
“Hyemopyromancey.” She flatly answered.
It should have been obvious..They ment, he was older after all. No way he didn’t get a guess or notice.
“Ah. Well, I’m intrested in also joining your order down here. Will you take me in? It would be good to have one of your own kind down here with you, yes?” He explained before leaning a little forward, hands behind his back.
Akari scowled and shoved her way infront of the younger blood mage.
“Hey, hey, hey!! Your talking to me about that, not her!”” She spat.
Theriean only smiled with his eyes closed and adjusted his posture.
“Right, my apologies.” He hummed.
Kai didn’t like the feel of this guy, but she could adimit, he was sort of..alluring. He had a sort of charm about him and he was good looking aswell-
‘STOP THINKING ABOUT HIS LOOKS DAMNIT!!’ She scolded herself in her head.
“I’ll only agree to let you join if you become Kai’s accomplice. Assistant, if you would. Other then that, get outta’ here.” Akari sighed.
The man only grinned and seemed estatic. Odd, no one would be that happy to join unless they didn’t have a frim grasp on whats going on down here.
“No- I’ll take you up on that! Kai, was it? I’ll be in your corner from now on!~” He grinned at them.
The female only tensed and turned red. Okay, he was attractive. Number one, he was probably extremely powerful. Number two, he had a very likeable personality, at least to them.
Number three: he was really hot.
“Kai??” Her older sibling broke her out of her trance.
The man tilted his head, eyeing her curiously. Now, wasn’t she just strange? She seemed to have alot of emotion, and seemed really nervous.
It was cute.
“Ah! So..sorry what??!” She frantically asked.
The heterocromidia eyed girl only raised an eyebrow, slightly confused.
“I was saying that he’ll help you teach, like with spells and things. He’s basically yours.” She explained.
The long haired white-nette tensed at that last sentence again. Hers?! What kind of saying was that?!
“Yes! I’m yours, so like I said before, please welcome me!~” He beamed.
They looked at both of them horrifed before hurringly clearing their throat.
“Okay!-yeah..sure!!..” They squeaked out.
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Dinner yesterday had went smoothly and now it was night time again. It had also been a few days, and Akari was back breifly. She explained that she was visting for the festival, which was happening soon, AKA today.
“I don’t know about this, Star…” The younger of the duo expressed their dobut, looking down at the clothes in their arms.
The yellow eyed girl shot them a look before shaking her head and pushing her.
“I don’t think so! You haven’t even tried it on! Come on!” She wasn’t having it.
The clothes they were holding were a red and white kammino. It also had sandals and a red hairband. A little too formal for them but..whatever.
“Fine!” They snapped before doing inside the dressing room and changing into it.
She sighed and quickly glanced at her reflection in the small mirror. Before pausing, she actually looked kind of..
“Pretty! Oh my god, your so pretty!” Astro squealed when she showed herself to her.
The maroon eyed girl huffed. The other white haired girl paused before grabbing her clothes and grinning.
“Okay wait here, I wanna’ show you what mine looks like!” They said before rushing into the changing room.
Kai sat down and flinched when she noticed a couple people in shop. She looked away when she saw them look in her direction.
“God please no..” They whispered.
Meanwhile, Misery turned to Elizebeth, both of them had the same look on their face.
“Is that..?” Misery started.
Elizebeth carefully peered around their sister. Yep, it was them. The youngest Adachi was sitting down on a bench and looking all pretty.
Their white hair with faint red stripes was neater with the red headband holding it in place. And their kamino was red and white which had flower and lace designs on it.
“Stop staring!” Misery called their attention back.
Elizebeth scowled but didn’t say anything. Their younger sibling sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose.
“Look, I’ve been wanting to ask this for awhile, but do you seriously have a crush on Kai?” She questioned.
“I..yes..? I’m not sure yet..” The younger shrugged.
Misery made a face but didn’t say anything. Meanwhile, with Astro she came out of the changing room.
She was wearing a white and yellow kaminno with a pretty designed star hair clip on her bangs. She also had sandals and the design on the kimnanno was mainly abstract shapes and lace designs.
“Soooooo??’ What do ya’ think?!~” She eagerly asked. doing a spin.
“It’s nice, it suits you.” She simpyl answered, offering a sharp smile.
The older smiled wider and checked herself out. They seemee geniuley in love.
“Right?! Ah it’s so pretty..~” They fangirled.
The younger sat up and stood up smoothly. She looked around, accidentally making eye contact with Misery. She saw her grimnace and whip her head away.
“Let’s get out of here.” She urged her sister.
Astro simply made a surprised expression before making a face.
“Don’t you wanna’ change??” She asked.
The girl made a wince expression before looking around.
“Fine, let’s change then get out of here.” She sighed.
She went into the dressing room changing into her regular clothes. The regular clothes consited of a baggy red short sleeved shirt, a soft zip up coat that was un-zippered and hanging down on her lower arms.
She also donned a pair of black, low-waist jeans. Her stomach showed a tiny bit, showing off her belly button pirecing. She also had black doc-matterns on that aplified her height a inch or two.
She removed the headband and tied her hair in a low pony tail. They came out of the dressing room and Astro grinned.
“You know, I think your the best looking person in our family.”
The other person blinked in surprise. A complament like that, from Astro??
“Wait..seriously..?” They inquired.
“Yeah I mean, you have red highlights in your hair, natural red eyeliner, and a perfect face. Akari and me both have scars on our faces.” They shrugged with their eyes closed.
Kai made a face and turned a little red. They only opened their eyes and laughed before going into the changing room.
That was..surprisngly nice of them. Astro always had a sort of complament-tease motive, but that seemed geniune. They seemed to just be in a more relaxed mood.
Either that or they haven’t drank any caffiene lately. They sighed and sat down on the bench, messing with their red necklace.
“Okay! Let’s go!” Just as they had sat down, the golden eyed girl popped out.
They blinked in surprise, that quickly?! She did a quick up and down survey of her, nothing seemed out of place.
“What’s the matter??” The taller tilted her head in slight confusion.
She simply shook her head before grabbing her clothes and walking to pay. Astro startled and quickly followed after her.
A girl with brown hair and dark eyes was working the casiher. She glanced over at the two and immeditally changed her posture.
“Ah! Two of the Adachi siblings..” She greeted as they both sat down their clothes on the counter.
Kai only grunted before looking away. They only spared her a glance.
“So, you two are going to the festival today?” She broke the silence.
The yellow eyed female smiled and nodded eagerly.
“Uh huh! It’s going to be so fun-I already saw people hanging up decorations!” She rambled a little.
The lady at the cash register looked taken aback for a second before smiling. The maroon eyed girl just shifted her eyes in between the two of them.
“Yes I agree. Your total is $75.50, by the way.” She notifed.
The younger sibling only flashed a tense smile.
“We’re paying in gold.” She responded.
The ladder blinked a few times before looking away quickly. She quickly looked back though and grinned nervously.
“Right! My apologies, I should have assumed better of you two.” She spoke before pausing.
She seemed to be doing the conversion in her head. The white-nette closer to her already knew the conversion, so they would call her out on it if it was wrong.
“Sixteen gold pieces, please!” She said, finishing.
Kai was surprised that she actually got it right. Not many people payed with gold down here, so many people didn’t know how to the conversion from coin to gold.
She dug in her pocket and pulled out a brown, stitched bag with a coarse tie ontop. She undid it and counted out sixteen pieces before re-tying it and stuffing it back in her pocket.
“Thank you!~” The worker said before pulling out a bag and putting the clothes inside.
The two of them shared a look before Kai grabbed the bag and nodded.
“Bye.”
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“Kai! Hurry up, We’re gonna’ be late!” Akari rushed her younger sibling.
The said girl only scowled slightly and stared back at her reflection. She was wearing the same kamino from earlier and now the festival was going on.
She looked down and saw her hands shaking violently. Her head also throbbed and she bit her lip and shakily folded her hands together.
“Here.” She slowly came out of her room.
Silence is what greeted her before..
“You look very pretty, Adachi.” Mars winked at her in reassurance.
The former flashed a tense and nervous smile at her. She survyed the room, almost everyone was wearing a kamino or formal wear. She looked to the person infront of her, Akari.
She was wearing a blue and white kamino and..ugh..she’s just too pretty..
Her kamino had a astrogoly and star design, fitting. The ‘collar’ of the kamino was also tighter then the rest. Her hair was in a neat bun with two longer pieces infront of her ears hanging down.
She also had a flower tucked into her hair, white.
“You look amazing.” Kai breathed out, softly chuckling afterwards.
The heterocromdic only smiled with her eyes closed and waved her off. Too pretty. Astro said they were prettier?! Fat chance.
“Says’ you! Mayfield, get over here.” She snickered before calling the blonde over.
The red eyed person shared a horrifed glance with her calm sibling. She only smiled and winked in response. What was with everyone and winking?!
“Yeah? Oh, love-!…” The blue eyed girl came into view before pausing and looking at the former.
The other girl pressed her lips into a firm line and looked away. Her body seized and held her breath before she finally broke the silence.
“You look..so pretty..” Maya said slowly.
‘HO-BOY.’ Her thoughts screamed at her.
“Thanks.” She blankly said.
Akari glanced in-between them. What exactly was the girl suposed say?!
Someone shoved Maya out of the way. Theriean then appeared. He did a quick up and down of them.
“Multiple people probably have already said this to you, you do look amazing, apprentince. I hope this isn’t offensive, but you look like you could fit right up top.” He smiled geniuley.
Her red face was extremely bright. Her eyes flicked shakily, she was happy. Unfourtanetly, a giddy smile forced its way onto her face.
“Ah..thank you so much..you look nice aswell..” They carefully planned out their words.
‘YOU LOOK NICE?! JUST SAY HANDSOME MORON.’ They sighed deeply in their head.
The male only grinned wider, he seemed happy aswell. He was about to say something else but was cut off by Mori.
“Alright are we gonna’ go or not??” She raised an eyebrow.
Everyone else shifted and started moving out the door. Meanwhile, Kai was in their own head. In their mind, they had a extremely giddy smile and were over the fucking moon.
“Kai?” His voice called.
They immeditally perked up and smiled nervously.
“Yeah.?” She inquired.
The male only smiled and tilted his head slightly. Now that the younger noticed it, he really didn’t have any other expressions. Sure, he rarely frowned or scowled, but sometimes he even glared with a smile on his face.
“You wanna’ explore the festival with me??” He offered.
She again, almost swooned over him. He was being extremely nice to them. He was so handsome and charming!~
Wait, stop pinning over him and answer his offer!!
“Yes!! Of course! Uhm-!” They answered way too eagerly.
The taller only smiled and grabbed her wrist. She quickly glanced down at it before quietly yelping when he started dragging her off.
The two wandered around a little bit, eventually ending up in a line for cotton candy.
“Blue cotton candy is defentily better then pink.”
“Agreed.” Oh my god, they actually had a basic conversation without her losing her mind.
The darker eyed male grinned once he was handed the cavity inducing stick. They only got one blue cotton candy, but it was huge. The female took a small piece of it and almost grimnaced ar how sour it was.
Yeah, she had lied earlier. She had found out that his favorite type of cotton candy was this flavor, that’s the only reason. Theriean hummed when he took a handful and cheerfully ate it.
A small smile formed on her lips as she watched him enjoy it. The pair quickly finished it off, him having almost all of it but forcing her to take the couple of parts that were left…
The interaction went like this:
“Ah, I’m done. Do you want the rest??”
“Ah-uhm..no thanks..”
“Oh come on! I’m not just gonna’ throw it out!”
“Mm..”
“Take it!”
“Wha-No! Just give it to a stranger or something!”
“No! Kai-Apprentince just-!”
“I’m telling you that I don’t-!”
“Kai.”
“…”
“Take it.”
“O-kay!!”
The plan didn’t fail completly, espically when he smiled with his eyes closed when she took another bite. And the second he looked away, they made a face.
Then, the duo came into the area of games. They glanced around at the prizes before spotting something.
“Is that..?” They trailed off, squinting at a stand.
A book, and not just any book.
One of KAI’s TOMBS.
“Holy shit.” They blurted out.
The taller man also narrowed his eyes at the stand. A familar girl with dark navy hair and skin was working there.
“Of course it’s Arashi.” She scoffed.
Theriean only rolled his eyes and grabbed their wrist. He walked towards the stand with them in tow and stopped near Arashi.
The red eyed girl behind the stand was grinning. Someone was throwing balls at something.
“Oh, sorry! Guess you lost-wanna’ try again?!” She mocked pity before grinning.
The shorter girls eye twitched and she shoved the person playing the game out of the way.
“Arashi.” She hissed.
The dark skinned girl blinked in surprise a few times before flashing a closed eyed smile with her hands clasped together.
“Kai, and your boyfriend! Good to see you!“ She cheered.
The shorter haired white-nette kinda tucked them behind him as he spoke. Them, peeking around him to get a good look at her.
“Why are you using their tomb as a gift?? You could’ve atleast asked, even though they probably would’ve said no..” He agressivly questioned.
The girl only had her hands behind her back and watched with half-lidded eyes and a grin. Making the youngers eye twitch again.
“Why? Because people seemed to be extremely intrested in it…strange. But!-If you want it back, take a shot at the game, ok?~” She shrugged before leaning forward.
The male looked like he was about to say something, but Kai stopped him. She digged through her pocket before raising a bag of coins.
The male next to her gaped before whipping fully towards her.
“There’s no way your actually about to take her up on this!!?” He frantically asked.
She simply shot him a look before shaking the bag.
“How many tries do you think..about $85.15..would get me.?” She asked.
Arashi actually looked horrifed for a second, eyes flicking around. Before quickly shaking her head and laughing.
“Ahahaha! I forgot how smart you are..but not smart enough to just take your stupid tomb from me! But fine!-Fork it over, girl.” She placed her usual wide grin on her face, teeth showing slightly.
Kai placed the heavy bag of coins in her hand before turning towards the game. It seemed like a throwing game, with a bunch of cans. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Arashi open the bag and take a couple of coins out.
The said girl seemed to notice this as she flashed another closed eyed smile.
“Just for the first try. You know what to do, right?” She placed the bag down as she shuffled to slump aganist a wall of crates that were on a side she was on.
Kai grabbed a few baseballs, making Theriean hold the rest of them. She narrowed her eyes and messed with the ball in her hand before..
“*CRASHHH*” All of the cans on the first stand just knocked over
She quickly picked up the next ball and repeated the process two more times. It wasn’t really that eventful.
“Yikes..” The navy haired girl sighed before wincing.
She handed them back their sack of coins, barely taken any. They took it back before pocketing it.
“Here, nerd.” Arashi took the red tomb and tossed it towards the shorter.
She caught it and quickly turned around and started walking. She heard the sound of balls dropping and someone following behind her.
“That was impressive, apprentince.” He complamented.
The girl didn’t say anything or even react, only a small twitch of the lip. This contuined for a little while before she found a bench. There was a ocean, or deep river, and a small dock.
She sighed and walked towards the edge of the wooden drop off. She sat down and hung her legs off of it.
She heard shuffling and someone, AKA Theriean sat down next to her.
“Am I allowed to talk now??” He teasingly asked.
She immeditally blinked in surprise, reality now just hiting her. She had just been so rude!! She was so focused on showing him this spot..
“Oh my god..I’m..I’m really sorry!” They apologized, turning towards him.
Both of them jolted at the sound of fireworks going off. How nice, how sweet. Colors of red, orange, and green lit up the non-existent sky.
The man only turned towards them more and grinned.
“It’s alright. I get it, lip service with praise doesn’t really do any good..” He looked away.
They didn’t seem to find that any hunours as they frowned deeper. He turned his eyes back towards them and only snickered at their upset face.
“Don’t pout at me now! Here-..” He snickered before leaning closer, hand near their side hip but on the dock.
She flushed, well, felt herself flush. The only reason he could see it was because fireworks were still going off.
They tensed when lips connected with theirs, when exactly had he gotten that close?! He seemed to be pulling away, so they panicked. They lifted one of their hands and tangled it in his white hair.
They refused to not kiss back, so they did. He grunted before seeming to smile. After a minute, she pulled away, panting.
He also leaned back and looked at her, a affectionate smile on his face. She had a embrassed, grimnace on her face. Pink and red fireworks went off, showing their current moods.
“Im in love with you, Kai.”
“..I love you..so..so so..much..”
“I’m glad…”
“Ha..!”
“Come here.”
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prasiddhibirb · 2 years
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kokichi x reader cuddling hcs?
Ah yes yes ofc sorry if this isn’t what you expected or doesn’t reach your expectations but you know how the saying goes: you can’t please everyone!
Kokichi cuddling hcs!
-we all know mf loves physical affection❤️
-when you’re cuddling Kokichi, I feel like he’d be the little spoon as he is pretty short
-he would totally drop his facade of hiding the fact that he doesn’t enjoy your cuddles
-It’ll  probably be a very intimate moment for you guys until Kokichi starts pecking your cheeks and talking about the most random shit ever- 
-he’d tease you. A lot. But you just put up with it 
-since Kokichi is the little spoon, his pride does hurt a bit. ‘The ultimate supreme leader being the little spoon when cuddling with someone?’ Who would’ve thought!
-but on the days that he is the big spoon (which are probably the days you are tired), he’d be happy to cuddle with you, it makes you happy therefore he’s happy as well :)
-sometimes you guys just fall asleep on eachother when cuddling and ngl it’s really cute until, Kokichi tells you to get off of him as you are quite literally on him and quite possibly suffocating him to death
-he’d wiggle around a lot and never stay put sometimes
-if you try to leave, he’d cling to you and kinda starts crying a bit, he would also say that you’re so insensitive for trying to leave him, denying his cuddles!
-sometimes if he’s feeling horny, he will nuzzle his face into your chest/boobs (he also finds it really warm-)
-LOTS of forehead kisses💕💕 
-he’d take pride in receiving forehead kisses but uh don’t kiss him too much since he’d probably take it as a competition to see who gives the most forehead kisses which slowly turns into you guys having a full on make out session (anyways back to topic)
-cuddles are mandatory. You have to cuddle him everyday or else prepare to face Kokichi’s crocodile tears and him being pouty in the corner.
-did I mention that he’d literally brag about it? Like this guy has no shame.
-when you cuddle with Kokichi, I headcanon Kokichi being cold rather than being warm so Kokichi will quite literally never let you go. You are like a free human heater that’ll pamper him with physical affection.
-Kokichi enjoys cuddles because it makes him feel loved and safe. When the days are bad, he’d want to cuddle just with you since time flies fast when you’re with the person you love
-on the days that Kokichi is in fact much more emotional and sad, he will stay put, he won’t talk, he’ll just stay silent and cuddle with you. Just stay with him and tell him that everything is going to turn out just fine
-he will repay your kindness don’t worry especially if you were there to get him through tough times during his life
-overall, when you’re cuddling Kokichi, there’s never a dull moment and he is very grateful to have you always by his side.
Anyways yeah that’s it! Sorry if this was too short or you didn’t like it but I’m not that good at writing and only just a beginner
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venusiangguk · 3 years
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gold rush pt. 3 | jjk (m)
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>>pairing: jungkook x reader
>>genre: pwp, v little plot, smut, kinda fluffy, college au (kinda), established relationship
>>word count: 9.9k um?
>>warnings: pegging!!!, butt stuff!!!, sexy anal!!!, sub jk, soft dom oc, crying why do i always make everyone cry, fingering (m), strap on, dildos, vibrators, sex toys, sex shop adventures, explicit sex, like so explicit this bitch is basically 10k, mutual masturbation, coming untouched, kisses, aftercare in the form of snacks, titty squeezing, dirty talk, excessive use of pet names, yoongi exists
>>notes: i wasn’t gonna write this bc ur girl does not know the first thing about pegging, but jk sucking the strap came to me in a dream and i had to do it. it was highly requested so i hope u like it! i wrote and poorly edited this whole thing today so im sorry for any mistakes !! 
>>summary: jk wants the strap, and jk gets what he wants !!
pt.1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3
The sun is shining, and there’s just the perfect amount of breeze to cool Jeongguk as sweat runs down his temple. The soccer pitch just got cut, making the ball much easier to control, and therefore much easier to aim at Jimin’s ass. It’s cool-down time, so the team is in groups of three, idly kicking the ball between each other, for the last few minutes of practice. All in all, a great day to talk about getting pegged with his best friends.
Jeongguk glances around the field, making sure the other groups are far enough away from him and his friends before clearing his throat. “So… do you guys like… get pegged?”
When Taehyung passes the ball to Jimin, Jimin completely misses it due to the fact that he is looking at Jeongguk like he is the most pitiful human on the planet. Jeongguk adjusts his shin guard to avoid the scrutiny.
“Gguk… honey… are you dumb?”
Taehyung’s jogging back after retrieving the ball that ran astray. “No, Mini. He’s straight.” He kicks the ball to Jeongguk. “If by ‘pegged’ you mean fucked in the ass by a real dick, then yeah. We do.”
Jeongguk receives the ball with a ‘rainbow’ and juggles it from his thigh to his laces, balancing the ball for a second before kicking it to Jimin. He nods, contemplative. “Nice.”
“Okay ace.” He passes to Taehyung, before throwing Jeongguk a teasing look. “You thinking about taking it up the ass, Gukkie?”
“Perhaps I’m contemplating.” He sniffs nose in the air.
Taehyung laughs. “Got your button milked once and now you wanna take a phallic shaped object? Proud of you.” He places his hand over his heart, like the mere thought of Jeongguk getting railed makes his heart warm.
A whistle blows, and Jeongguk kicks the ball up to his arm, tucking it into the curve of his trim waist. “Why does everyone call it a button? And it hasn’t only been once.” He sounds exasperated and so so tired.
His friends jog to bump shoulders with him as they make their way to the locker rooms. “Hey, jokes aside, I think it’s cool you’re like comfortable enough, or whatever, with __ to explore the things you like.” Taehyung says.
Jeongguk rolls his eyes. “Okay Dad.”
“No seriously!” Jimin insists, holding the locker room door open for them. Fuck the rest of the team. “She seems good for you. Babys you like you need.” Jimin laughs.
Jeongguk’s shirt gets caught on his head as he squawks. “I don’t just like being babied, fuck you.”
“Okay so she also entertains your sadistic side. She’s the full package.”
Jeongguk looks down with a blush. He shrugs his shoulders lightly before bending over to get out of his gear. “She’s pretty cool I guess.”
Taehyung knees him while he’s still bent over making him stumble a bit. “Awe, Jeonggukkie is in love.”
“Shut up.” Jeongguk smacks him in the face with his smelly sock.
“When you gonna do it?” Jimin asks, buttoning his new pants. 
Apparently they aren’t showering today. Jeongguk will just have to stop at his dorm before heading to yours to help you study. That reminds him that you have a test on Friday, but are free this weekend. He just so happens to be free as well. The team they were supposed to play had to forfeit because their coach got caught sleeping with one of the cheerleaders. Sucks, but good for Jeongguk and his little asshole.
“Maybe this weekend.” With their backpacks on, they start the trek back to the dorms. It’s nearing night now, the sun just starting to set in the sky. Jeongguk pulls out his phone to tell you he’s stopping by his place before heading to you. You reply quickly.
baby🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:
okie
wanna have sex instead of helping me study 
me:
yeah but im not gonna 
just think about how good the sex will be when u get an a 
baby🥺💘😏🧠🙄👊🏻:
🙄
When Jeongguk pockets his phone, Taehyung speaks up.
“You think she’ll be down?”
Jeongguk doesn’t hesitate. “Yeah, probably.”
Ever since the first time you made him cum untouched, butt stuff has been a moderately regular occurrence for you both as a long-term, healthy, pro-ass eating couple. Honestly it was mostly him getting his butt played with, but he supposed it made sense. Like Jimin explained to his once naïve self, it was just biological- or something. Whatever. He wonders if three fingers will be enough to fit a fake dick in his ass. He asks his friends.
“Eh…” Jimin starts, looking up like he’s thinking. “Maybe, but you might wanna try to get to four, maybe five if you're using hers, since she’s tiny.”
Jeongguk’s mouth falls open and he pales. Taehyung notices and laughs.
“Don’t get scared. It’s just better to over-prep than under-prep. And like obviously you work up to it, she’s not just gonna shove her fist or her cock up your ass.”
Her cock. A little tingle settles in Jeongguk’s lower belly at the statement. He’s been thinking about this for a while, looking at porn in his free time. Seeing the way the guys moan on their girls’ strap always gets him hard. Seeing how hard their cocks get when the toy hits them just right. He throbs when he sees the guys cum just from the strap, no hands. Maybe he should fuck you when he gets to your dorm instead of helping you study. His cock is feeling a little plump.
“Alright well… Bye, thanks for being gay and answering my anal questions!”
As he’s pressing the button to his elevator, they lived on opposite sides of the athlete dorm and there were different elevators for each of the wings, Jimin chirps, “Don’t forget to empty your asshole really well, and don’t eat the day of! Also buy extra lube and put a spare blanket down!”
Jeongguk winces. Valuable information indeed, information he mentally pockets, but did he need to yell it in the dorm common room?
“Noted!” He yells back at the elevator dings and opens up. Jeongguk pretends like he doesn’t meet the curious, kind of confused gaze of one of his teammates. He must have walked in while Jimin was yelling and only caught the end of the conversation while waiting for the same elevator. Jeongguk gets in and immediately closes the doors. He can catch the next lift.
~~~
Jeongguk’s got his head in your lap and you’re running your fingers through his long, silky hair. He showered today, so waves of his aromatherapy lavender shampoo are wafting up to you. Sweet boy. He seems sidetracked, occasionally sighing and subtly twisting, but is still more or less purring on your thigh, feet tucked up onto the cushion of the couch. Netflix is on the small tv that was left by the last person who lived there, you’re mac book connected via HDMI. You’re not really paying attention. Mind kind of tired from all the studying you had done this week. Jeongguk fidgets a tiny bit again, wiggling like he’s trying to get comfortable. He huffs a sigh.
“Hey,” You say softly, getting his attention.
His body curves at the waist, causing his t-shirt to bunch up and show off the dip of his hip bone. He looks up at you with wide eyes. He seems surprisingly awake. Must have some busy little bees buzzing around his mind. He makes a little questioning noise.
“You okay? You’re kinda fussy.” You murmur.
He groans. “I-  am just thinking.”
“About?” You drag the word out in a singsong-y manner.
The way Jeongguk’s face flushes is so pretty, you have to stop yourself from cooing. 
He moves himself from your lap and sits facing you. He looks like he's thinking about what to say, or how to say what he’s thinking so hard about. 
Eloquently he states, “I’m horny.”
You glance at his cock. Not quite hard, but a little happy and excited. You chuckle, leaning towards him, giving him a playfully sexy look. “Okay, let’s fuck baby.”
Jeongguk blushes even more, cheeks tinted red, while he leans away from you.
You pout. “What?”
Again he pauses, a small pout on his lips. He seems to be in a soft, needy, difficult mood. You’re probably going to have to pry what he wants to say out of his mouth.
With another uncalled for exasperated huff, Jeongguk rolls his eyes and moves closer to you before catching you by surprise and swinging a leg over your lap. He’s facing you while he straddles your thighs. His arms are looped around your neck, he’s playing with a little bit of your hair, twirling the long length around his fingers. You smile up at him, gently. Your palms squeeze at his narrow hips encouragingly.
“I want to try something new…” He says. He sounds nervous and looks at you the same.
“Mhmm.” You say, fighting a smile. 
“Really bad. Like I want it really bad.” His hips roll, probably unconsciously from the way he closes his eyes to ground himself. 
You peek at his lap, and his cock is bulging, the fabric of his sweatpants doing nothing to help hide it. You bring your hand to it, and massage him through his pants.
He whines and pushes against your palm before a hand comes down and grabs your wrist, stopping the movement. “Quit it, I’m trying to talk.” He’s so petulant and whiny.
You move your hand away and place it back on his hip, giggling a little. “Well spit it out, then.”
He scowls. You reach up and smooth the wrinkle in his brow before trailing it down and cupping his cheek. He softens immediately, melts like butter in your hands. His eyes close and he lets out a soft sigh, body relaxing a little.
He’s whispering, kinda giggling out of embarrassment, when he says, “I want you to fuck me.” He pauses, peeking at you through his lashes. “Like for real.”
Almost instantly a little spark ignites in your belly, and you feel your pussy get that telltale heartbeat. You didn’t want to push Jeongguk into anything, but you’ve been thinking about taking the ‘next step’ with your… ass-plorations for some time. But you figured he would get to the same point on his own, and would come to you when he was ready. Turns out you know him as well as you thought you did.
“Yeah?” You rub your free hand up his side. 
He nods quickly, eagerly. You pinch his cheek lightly, and he retaliates by trying to bite at it. To avoid the attack it finds his way back to his waist.
“When did you want to? Tonight?”
He wiggles impossibly closer to you. Kisses you quick before nodding again. “Yeah. I um. I already like prepped… mostly. I prepped what I could by myself.” He pauses with a cute thinking face. “You will probably have to help me a little. But yeah. I got ready for you just in case.” He nods.
You hum, glancing at the old clock on the wall, another gift from the prior tenant. 11:52 pm. 
“If we hurry, we can make it to a sex shop? They don’t usually close until 2 or 3 in the morning.” You suggest.
Jeongguk bites his lip, smiling excitedly. “Really? Can we?”
You roll your eyes playfully. “Yeah, duh.” You lean up and give him a speedy, but thorough kiss, smiling into it. “Been wanting to peg you for so long.” 
His face scrunches endearingly. “Don’t call it that.”
He hops off your lap, and goes to grab the keys, wasting no time. He stands by the door expectantly. His cock is, extremely obviously, sticking out. Someone didn’t wear his briefs today.
“Can you like… kill that?” You’re laughing as you tug on some sweats of your own, having only been lounging in your panties and one of his shirts. Your usual at home attire.
He looks down, and has a smug grin on his face when he looks at you again. “It’ll go down in the car. Hurry up!”
~~~
A dildo looks so much bigger when one is looking at it knowing that it will be inside of them within the next few hours. And there are so many options and colors. Some vibrate, some have fake pubic hair on them. Some have balls that are squishy and feel eerily… accurate.
Jeongguk isn’t having second thoughts, no. But he is having thoughts. Very overwhelming thoughts. 
You’re next to your boyfriend, glancing between him and the varying selection of fake cocks displayed in front of you both, trying to gauge his reaction. He looks a little pale, but tentatively excited. Curious at the very least.
“Which one do you want?” You ask.
“No idea.” He responds, eyes wide.
Like most store clerks, one shows up, almost like they have a built in ‘customer needs help and has no idea which dildo to get to peg her super hot boyfriend’ radar. 
“You guys need help?” He is a small man, with a monotone voice. He looks like he would rather be anywhere else at 12:30am on a Saturday night. 
“NO!” Jeongguk says quickly and loudly. Very loudly.
Both you and the store clerk flinch, looking at him shocked.
Jeongguk shifts on his feet. “No.” He says in a more socially acceptable tone. “No- I’m sorry. But we’re uh-” He grabs your arm and pulls you closer. “We’re good, thanks.”
The clerk looks between you and Jeongguk and the dildos. “Um… Alright.” He starts to walk away before he turns back around. “Well if you change your mind, I’m Yoongi and I’ll be at the counter. If your toy is electric I’ll test it in the back before you leave… We uh- provide batteries with your purchase if needed…” With one last glance, a very judgmental one in Jeongguk’s opinion, Yoongi takes his place at said counter. His eyes flicker to you guys every once in a while.
“Baby,” You grab Jeongguk’s face between your palms and make him look at you. You squeeze and his lips poke out making him look like a guppy. He blinks. “I know you’re nervous, but it’s going to be okay.”
He rolls his eyes, guppy face and all. “Well obviously. I just- We don’t need help.” He wiggles out of your grip, much like a… guppy.
You grin, trying not to laugh, and just be the supportive girlfriend you are. “Okay, did you decide which one you want?”
A side glance. “Not yet…”
You walk up and go to grab a pink sparkly one.
“Uh, not that one.”
You quirk an eyebrow and move your hand to a larger one.
“No.”
You play a little game of dildo hot or cold until you have a better idea of what Jeongguk wants. His preference seems to be skin tone, close to his own, with a more realistic feel. Normal balls though, not squishy. Also no faux hair. You thank him for that. If you actually had a penis it would surely be waxed. Bless Jeongguk for doing the same. As for size, he leaned more towards a very normal, moderate size. Maybe 5 or 6 inches at most, not too thick. Smaller than himself. One last option.
“Do you want it to vibrate?” You ask, holding one in your hand testing the numerous different settings.
He shakes his head, answering quick. “No.”
He pauses.
“Wait.” He thinks. “Maybe. Should we? You could use it too?” 
Sweet, kind, considerate angel. Always thinking about you and your pleasure. Couples who share the strap last the longest.
You shrug, pointing out, “I could use one that doesn’t vibrate too.”
He looks offended and sounds snotty. “Uh, you don’t need to.”
“Whatever. Why don’t we get both?”
You had a point. He pretends to ponder it, before nodding, already persuaded. “Okay.” 
“We need the harness now.”
You begin the harness hunt, walking through the store, coming across many a things, but for some reason you both keep missing them. They’re nowhere to be found. 
“Maybe they’re sold out?” He tries.
“Doubt it. Let’s go ask.” You grab him by his pinky and try to drag him to the counter. He resists. 
“Let’s not.”
“Koo.” You say giving him a look.
He whines, throwing his head back. Borderline throwing a fit. You hold your ground, smiling.
He’s easy to give in. Being a brat just on principle. “Fine but you’re talking.”
You stand on your tiptoes and kiss his cheek. “Of course, baby.” With his pinky in hand, you make your way to the counter.
The store clerk, Yoongi, if you remember correctly, is sitting behind the counter hunched over smiling at his phone. He doesn’t seem to notice you’re there.
You clear your throat gently, “Excuse me?”
Yoongi jumps, almost throwing his phone. “Fuck!” He exclaims. His fists come up ready to fight before he sees it’s you and Jeongguk. He then places his hand over his heart. “Shit, you scared me.” He chuckles, recovering quickly. “How can I help you?”
You stare at him for a moment longer before speaking up. “Um yeah, I was just wondering where your harnesses are?”
He leans on the counter, head in his hand looking kinda bored. “Hanresses? What kind? Hanging harness? Body harness?”
You glance at Jeongguk and he looks like he’s going to die.
“The um- strap on harnesses?” Your voice goes to a whisper when you say it, despite it just being you guys in the store.
Yoongi sits up, and looks at you, and then looks at Jeongguk. A look of understanding comes over his face along with an amused smile. He nods to himself, while getting up to help you. “Nice. Follow me.”
Jeongguk gapes at the ‘nice’ and looks at you in disbelief. You pat his butt telling him to get going. 
With some help from Yoongi you pick out a harness that looks supportive and comfortable, the ring that holds the dildo, compatible with both the ones that you plan on getting. It’s a simple adjustable black one. Yoongi recommended wearing something under it if the straps dig into you and irritate. He seems bored, but he’s actually very good at his job, and very knowledgeable.  
Finally you’re at the counter. You place all the items in Yoongi’s reach and he’s just about to tell you the total when Jeongguk perks up.
“Wait!” He says before scurrying off.
It’s quiet for a split second. Before the clerk speaks up.
“He’s cute.”
You smile, “Thanks, he’s mine.”
Yoongi laughs, small little fish teeth and gums on display. Must be a Pisces. You know Pisces teeth. “Does he have any cute friends?”
You nod. “Yeah, but they are dating.”
He shrugs. “Don’t care.”
“Uh… I can give you their Instagrams?”
He pulls out his phone, and follows them right there after a quick glance at their pages. Confidence is nice.
There’s a short lull in the conversation. And Jeongguk seems to be taking his sweet time getting something you guys must have forgotten. Or the poor things lost. It’s a big store. You speak up this time.
“Do you have like a manager I could leave a review for? You were really helpful, and seemed like you really knew what you were talking about.”
He shakes his head. “Nah, I own the place. You think I would be here on a Saturday night if it wasn’t obligatory? Thanks, though.”
“Oh.” You say. That was pretty impressive. The store was quite successful based on the reviews. You would make sure to let Jimin and Taehyung know Yoongi was a business man.
“Okay, I’m back.” Jeongguk announces. “Sorry I forgot where it was.”
He places 2 (two) large bottles of lube on the counter. You cough out a laugh.
“Baby, we have lube at home.”
“But do we have enough?”
“I think maybe one more would be more than enough.”
He ignores you, looking Yoongi in the eyes for the first time tonight. “Add both please.”
Yoongi nods, looking a little scared of Jeongguk’s seriousness, and does as he’s ordered.
After Jeongguk pays, and you both are making your way to the exit, Yoongi calls out, “Good luck, tell your friends to follow me back!”
“Uh- Okay?” Jeongguk yells back. When you’re in the parking lot, he asks, “What the heck was that about?”
You shake your head, laughing to yourself. “Don’t worry about it.”
~~~
As soon as you get back to your dorm, the atmosphere is thick, full of tension and nervous anticipation. Jeongguk’s fidgety, eager to get started. You’re not far off, but contain yourself a little more. Need to keep control of the situation in case Jeongguk gets deep into his mood.
You guys are in the bathroom now, each one washing a toy before you use it. You make sure to unwrap the harness and the lube as well, both at Jeongguk’s insistent request, ensuring you don’t have to stop and deal with it later. 
“Let’s just get undressed in here, it’s where my hamper is.” You say already tugging your shirt over your head, tits bouncing freely. Jeongguk went without briefs today, and you went without a bra.
Jeongguk quietly follows suit, and you don’t miss the way his hands are trembling a little in anticipation. When you’re both naked he kisses you quickly, and jiggles your boobs a little just because they are there and because he can, before saying, “Okay, lets go.” He’s out the bathroom before you can even respond. You laugh to yourself and gather the stuff he forgot in his excitement.
When you walk out with your hands full, you see Jeongguk spreading out a blanket over your comforter.
“Whatcha doin?” You ask curiously, placing the items on the nightstand.
“Gets messy. Wanna save your bedding.” He states.
You squawk, grabbing the blanket he set up on your bed. “Not my baby blanket you monster.”
He laughs, abs tensing. You notice he’s already hanging a little heavy between his thighs. “Sorry. Was the first one I saw.” He walks over to the couch and replaces the blanket that’s hanging over the back with your baby blanket and resets up. “Better?” he asks, extended his arm towards your bed to show off his work.
You nod, and take the few steps needed to close the space between you both. Your hand runs down his belly, and you feel his muscles jump, and you see little goosebumps sprout all over. His hands come up to cup your tits. You kiss softly where his heart is. You look up at him.
“I love you.” You smile.
He blushes. “Love you.” He whispers, before he leans down and slots your lips together.
It’s eager from the start. Your bodies press together, as your hands roam. When he takes a breath and surges back in, your teeth click together is his haste, before his tongue slips into your mouth. He groans into you, his hand going down to cup your ass, squeezing and pulling you impossibly closer. 
You feel his cock against your belly, almost fully hard already. You reach down to wrap a hand around him, wanting to help him get there before you get started. He hisses, thrusting forward instinctively before pulling away. He looks like he hates that he does.
“No- I,” He’s already short of breath, chest rising and falling a little bit faster than normal. “I wanna watch you cum. With the toy.” He reaches around you, grabbing the vibrating dildo. “Please?” He asks. His eyes are fervent.
You take the toy in your hand, and kiss him again softly. “Yeah, baby. Whatever you. It’s all about you tonight.”
He shakes his head. “Always about you too.” 
Your heart beats, happy in your chest. You thought about it earlier in the night, but Jeongguk really was the best lover. He always, always made sure you were taken care of, before, during, and after sex. He was so vocal and communicative, genuinely wanting you to know it was always about both of you, even if one was receiving more attention. He was caring like that in and out of the bedroom. You were so lucky to be his.
“You’re too good to me,” You laugh, climbing onto the bed. You settle back against your pillows, propping some behind you so you can see him, and watch him while you get off. He takes his place in front of you, looking at you expectantly.
He’s impatient, placing his hands on your knees, spreading you open so he can see your cunt. You let him get you into position before saying, “Keep your hands to yourself now, okay?”
He nods, eyes never leaving your pussy. He licks his lips. “Okay.” It’s said in a distracted kind of far away tone.
You hum as you bring the toy to your mouth, getting it wet. You wouldn’t need any lube, you would be dripping in no time. You don’t waste any time putting your free hand down between your legs and spreading your pussy lips, so your clit and the pretty pink center of your cunt are displayed for Jeongguk. You glance at him through your lashes, when you hear a small gasp fall from his lips. He’s already got a hand around himself. Just the tips of his fingers stroking his length, at a leisurely pace. 
“She’s so pretty… You’re so pretty.” His eye flick to your face before zeroing in on your center again.
“Tell me how to do it baby. Tell me what you want to see.” You say, voice salacious and soft. You circle your finger slowly around your nub, dipping inside just a bit to spread your slick around.
When he swallows, it’s audible, his Adam's apple jumping. “I want you to turn it on low, and put it on your clit. I want you to feel good.”
You smile, and drag the tip of it down your body to just above your clit, turning it on the lowest setting before making contact with your sensitive nub. Your legs jolt, almost closing when you feel the vibrations. Even the lowest setting was strong. Your head falls back, and your legs spread more for him once you get used to the strength of the toy. “Fuck…” You breathe.
“Does it feel good?” He asks, greedy for your pleasure.
You nod, eyes still closed, focusing. You move the vibrator in small circles over your clit. You can hear Jeongguk’s breaths speed up.
“Turn it up.” His voice gives away that he’s speeded up his hand on his cock too.
You do as he says, looking at him as you do. He’s sin personified. He’s on his knees, sitting back on his feet, so his thighs are flexed and bulging. His abs tense when his palm twists under the crown of his cock. His eyes almost look black, pupils blown so wide, lust taking over his face. He’s got his plump bottom lip drawn between his teeth. He looks up from your pussy and catches you staring. He smiles shyly.
You keep your eyes on him as you bring the toy back down to your core. A short high pitched moan falls from your lips, as your brows knit together, before your eyes roll back. He groans, your expression enough to make his cock start to leak.
“Feels so good, Jeongguk.” You moan. The vibrator is right where it feels best, pulsing against your clit, causing pleasure to bleed into your veins. 
“Yeah, baby?” He asks, he’s breathless, sounds like he’s in love. With you, your cunt. “Tell me.”
“‘S just right Koo, could make me cum just like this…” 
He curses, and you open your eyes just in time to see him grip the base of his cock, keeping himself in check. “Not yet, baby. Little longer, please.” Still so polite and good for you, even when he’s the one telling you what to do.
He has you keep the vibe there, for a while longer, right in the spot that’s gonna make you lose it. He watches as a tiny clear drop leaks from you pink little pussy. It looks like it’s heavy and about to drip down to the blanket under you. He doesn’t notice your legs shaking until you’re gasping, “Koo, I’m almost- I’m gonna-”
“No!” He says quickly, his hand reaches out to pull the vibrator from your cunt just before you get your high. Your pussy aches and throbs, wanting to cum so bad. 
Your chest is heaving when you ask, “Are… are you edging me?”
He shakes his head, even though your eyes are closed, trying to catch your breath. “No, no! I just. I got distracted.” He looks at that small drop of slick again. Fuck, he wants to lick it up and drink you down. “You’re leaking.” He states.
You laugh, breathing getting back to normal. “Yeah?” You reach your hand down to collect the distracting little droplet and bring it in front of you. You press the sticky finger to your thumb and then pull them apart to see the clear strings stay connected even as you pull. You hum, before offering your hand to Jeongguk. He sucks in a breath.
“Want some?” 
He’s quick as he crawls between you legs, cock fully hard now. He watches you as he sucks your fingers into his mouth, tongue swirling around getting every last bit, before he sucks off with a pop!
He crawls farther up your body to kiss you deep, wanting you to get a taste of yourself too. He pulls back just a bit, and whispers against your lips, “I want you to fuck yourself with it, okay? Just for a little bit, then you can cum?” He’s phrasing it as a question, knowing he really doesn't have the final say, not tonight. But his voice is shaking from how turned on he is, how could you ever say no?
“Sit back.” Is all you respond. He does as he’s told.
You buzz the toy over your clit again, just because you can. Wanting to see how long Jeongguk can be good before begging. Turns out it’s not long at all. 
“Put it in…” He moans. You look at him and his mouth is parted, and his eyes heavy as he watches you. His hand is moving fast over his cock, sticking straight up to his tummy. “Please.”
You drag the toy down to your slit, and tease it there before just barely pushing it in just a fraction of the length. Jeongguk whines, high and desperate. Apparently you’re moving to slow for him.
“More,” He begs. 
You sigh, “You’re so needy tonight, baby.” He nods, agreeable.
When the toy sinks inside of you all the way to the hilt, you and Jeongguk both moan a quiet, “Fuck.” simultaneously. You’re coherent enough to laugh a little at the jinx, but he seems to barely notice, too focused on watching the toy sink into you, and then come back out to vibrate your clit again. You keep up this teasing pattern, again waiting to be told what to do by him, waiting to see how long he makes it this time.
“Harder, do it harder,” He’s panting. Moaning every word that leaves his lips.
You do as he says, and finally push the toy in at a pace that gets you climbing to being close again. You won’t be able to come like this though, and he knows that. Knows that you can only cum from penetration with him. He leans over and grabs the other toy from the end table, spitting on it and spreading it around until it's covered well.
“Use them both, want you to cum for me.”
With two toys in your hands, one in your cunt, filling you up, and one on your clit, making your legs shake, you do your best to make yourself cum. But it’s not enough. A soft whine falls from your lips, you’re so close, but you need more. More than you can give yourself.
“Faster baby, faster. You’re so close.” He whispers. He got both hands working now too, one stroking and one down tugging on his balls. 
You whimper, “I can’t my arm hurts. It’s tired.”
Immediately he stops pleasing himself and gets right to pleasing you. Your pleasure taking priority. “Shh, don’t worry, I’ll help you baby.”
Jeongguk sits between your legs, and takes over the toy fucking into you, and turns up the one on your clit. With him pushing the toy in at a pace that you couldn’t do yourself, and the other toy vibing your clit incessantly, it takes barely any time at all for you to cum. You were so close already, just needed him to push you over. 
Your legs are shaking and your toes are curling, when you cry out, “Baby, I’m gonna cum.”
“Do it, baby. Wanna watch.” He’s quiet, paying close attention to your body and the reactions he’s helping pull from it. He’s part of the reason why your face looks so pornographic as you finish. He’s part of the reason why your back is arching off of the bed. He’s part of the reason why your toes are curling, and why your legs are shaking, and why your pussy is contracting over the toy he’s still thrusting inside of you, working you through every last second of your orgasm. He reads your body cues, and slows down and pulls it out when you start to come down. You look blissed out, and you bring a hand to your hair and fluff it a little before laughing.
“That was good.” You sigh smiling, and when you look at him an image forms in your head, and you have every intention of making him carry it out.
Right before your eyes, Jeongguk wraps his lips around the toy that is going to be inside of him in just a short while, sucking off your slick. He laps his tongue around it trying to get it all. He’s obscene. 
“Gimme,” You say sitting up with an extended hand. 
He pouts at being interrupted, but does as he’s told. He takes your spot on the bed, and you head to the bathroom, stopping by your dresser on the way.
When you get to the bathroom, you close the door and get to cleaning the toys once again. After, you get to the stuff you grabbed from the wardrobe. A lacy pair of black panties, and sheer black thigh highs with matching lace adorning the tops. You slip into them, and then move on to the strap on. You hold it in front of you and try to make sense of which part goes where, and which holes your legs go into. It takes a second, but you get into it, adjusting it so it's nice and snug. Your outfit probably won’t help much with protecting your thighs, but at least the little part above your pussy will be safe. You look at yourself in the mirror. Not too weird or scary yet. You glance at the dildo on the counter.
It’s not too big so hopefully it’s not too… jarring when you see yourself with it. You get to work, slipping the suction base of the non-vibrating toy into the ring that’s meant to hold it in place. You look at it sticking out from your crotch and take a deep breath before turning to the mirror.
You gasp, before cackling quietly. You knew it was going to be weird. Like you knew. But actually seeing yourself with the whole get up is funny. Right now at least. You know it’s going to be sexy, once you get used to it and into the moment and inside of Jeongguk. You wonder how he’s going to react. Only one way to find out.
While you're walking to your bedroom from the bathroom, the dildo bobs, and you're giggling distractedly until you lift your eyes to let your boyfriend know you're ready. Again you’re met with a scene so indecent it belongs in a porno.
Jeongguk’s eyes are closed and soft moans are falling from his lips as he strokes his cock. He’s got three fingers in his ass, opening himself up for you, for your cock. Such a good good boy. He was so patient and productive while you got ready for him.
“You’re so good baby,” You murmur softly.
Jeongguk blinks his eyes open slowly, and rolls his head to the side to look at you. He doesn’t even falter in his movements at all, hand still moving, fingers still thrusting. He smiles a little when he sees you, but his eyes are hazy and he sounds lust drunk when he simply says, “You look sexy.”
You blush and a fond smile graces your lips, any embarrassment or self consciousness you were feeling prior to seeing him spread out for you on your bed, quickly vanishing.
You settle on the bed between his legs and watch for a moment as his hole takes his long fingers in. “Want me to help?” You ask quietly.
“Mhmm,” He nods, eyes closed still, tongue peeking out from between his lips. He doesn’t take his fingers out, though.
You grab the lube next to him, and flip it open. “You gonna get out so I can get in?” 
He shakes his head. “Nuh uh. Put one in with mine.”
Something about that makes your body tingle. Inside of him with him. Opening him up. You can’t explain it, because you don’t really even get it yourself, but it makes you buzz and feel almost high.
You slick up your middle finger, and drizzle some more on his for good measure. He jumps slightly, and then giggles softly.
“Cold.” He says.
“Sorry,” You say distractedly. Your finger is lined up with his now.
“I’ve never done 4 before so you… have to go slow…” He pauses as he speaks, letting himself moan freely when his fingers graze over that secret spot that he’s grown to love so much.
“Tell me to stop if you need to.”
He doesn’t reply, just stops his fingers so you can wiggle yours in next to his. At the first push against his hole, there’s resistance. Very much expected. He’s quiet, teeth gritted, but he never says stop, knowing his body wants it, and knowing it will accommodate what he wants. After the second knuckle, your finger sinks in, almost gets sucked in, by his hole.
He lets out a shaky breath.
“You okay, baby?” You check in.
“Yeah just… full.” He moans when you wiggle your finger experimentally. “”S good. Move it some more.”
You do, and his start to move with yours. You can feel his fingers curl inside of himself to reach his prostate, and it’s pleasant in an out of body way, knowing when his face is going to contort in pleasure, and when he’s going to cry out, when you never really knew before. You’ve milked him before, of course, but feeling him do it to himself from the inside? It’s kind of thrilling.
“Pull, stretch me out.” He moans, voice impatient and needy.
He gets kinda slutty when something’s up his ass.
He swears when you do, his finger rubbing insistent circles on his prostate to distract himself from the minor sting of the stretch. His moans, start to raise in pitch and his hand that’s on his cock, still jerking it, starts to speed up. You can tell he’s close. He clenches against your finger that’s still stretching him open.
“Fuck,” He says, on a breathless giggle, “Take them out. Or I’m gonna cum.” He’s still stroking his cock, like he doesn’t wanna stop.
“You c-” 
“No. Out.” He demands, hand finally pulling away from his cock, and his fingers inside stop. You gently ease out of him.
When Jeongguk’s fingers slip out, you gasp. His little pink hole is clenching on nothing, still open just the tiniest bit, thoroughly stretched.
“You know how you always say my pussy is pretty?” You ask, fingers tracing around the puffy stretched rim.
He makes an affirmative noise, watching you with hooded, lazy eyes as you touch him. He even spreads farther so you can touch and see better. You marvel at the difference between the embarrassed boy you made cum untouched a couple months ago, and the one in front of you now, so comfortable and relaxed. It makes you happy.
“Well, your butthole is pretty.”
He snorts, and kicks you lightly. He smiles at you, soft and sluggish. “Just fuck me.” 
He sounds so wistful and just ready.
But you’re not.
You grip the base of your cock, and stand up. You walk to the head of the bed, next to his confused face. You stay there waiting for him to get it. He doesn’t.
“You want me inside of you right baby?” You ask, voice gentle.
He nods, eyes no longer hazy, but wide and confused. He looks between you and your cock.
“I think that means you have to get me ready. Get me nice and wet, right?”
You can physically see when Jeongguk gets it. When it clicks for him. His eyes darken, and he licks his lips. “Yeah… You’re right. I should… help you.” He whispers, sitting up. You back up enough for him to have a place on the floor.
Jeongguk on his knees for you isn’t a new sight. He’s eaten your pussy like this before, you either grinding onto his face, or him holding you still and making quick work of your clit. But Jeongguk on his knees for you to suck your cock? New, and lewd. 
He looks nervous, kind of hesitant. A hand is raised midway, like he isn't sure if he should grab it. 
“Lick it, baby.” You encourage.
He glances at you, doe eyes seeking approval as he leans forward and gives a kitten lick to the tip. You nod, letting him know he’s doing well. His hand comes up and replaces yours at the base and he opens his mouth enough to wrap his lips around the head, and he swirls his tongue.
He pops off, and strokes up to where his mouth was and spreads the little bit of spit. The silicone is still dry though, so he spits on it more, straight from his mouth. You suck in a breath.
“Fuck, you’re so hot baby.” You whisper a breathy moan as his hands move up and down your cock. He adds his mouth again.
He hums a little, before backing up and looking at you again. “Does that feel good?” He asks.
You laugh lightly, in pure awe of him. He’s so sexy, and so sweet, and so incredibly lust inducing. Your pussy aches behind your cock. “Feels so good, baby. You’re doing so good.”
He hums, still stroking you off. “I really want it inside me…” He says, hinting that he’s ready.
You have mercy on him, having fulfilled your newfound personal fantasy enough for the night. Maybe you could revisit it another time. But now it was time to fulfill a mutual fantasy.
“On the bed, hands and knees.” You tell him.
Excitedly he hops back onto the bed, and gets into position, his hole on display for you. His back is arched and you can see the plush swell where his lower back meets the top of his cheeks. You settle behind him, and his shoulder to waist to hip ratio, is sinful. He’s always had the daintiest waist, strong, but still so small. But at this angle, it’s cinched and the way his legs are spread makes his hips look wider, accentuating the dip at his middle. You rub your hands over the narrow curve, all the way to his cheeks, grabbing handfuls of the muscle. There’s a slight give when you squeeze your hands.
Jeongguk’s head drops, and he lets out a shuddering sigh, he’s got the chills again, and he’s got a constant thrum coursing through his body. “Please…” He moans, so quietly, so desperately.
You kiss the small of his back before grabbing the lube left abandoned on the bed. You lather 2 of your fingers, and push them into Jeongguk’s hole making sure he’s nice and slick. There’s no resistance at all, hole loose and ready enough for them to slip right in. Then you lather your cock, probably with too much lube, honestly, but you wanted to be so sure that he didn’t feel any more pain than absolutely necessary. You knew the first initial push in would be the worst, but you were hopeful you both had stretched him out enough to at least minimize or diminish it altogether. 
You grab the base of your cock and line it up with his hole. It flutters, when you barely press against his rim.
“Ready?” You ask, giving a heads up.
“Yeah.” He says softly.
He’s tight. His hole sinks in with the tip of your cock before the rim gives and swallows around it. Jeongguk tenses and his hands grip the blanket under you. 
“Shit…” He groans. He sounds like he’s clenching his teeth.
You rub soothingly at his lower back, fingers dipping when you run them over the dimples at the bottom of his spine. “You’re doing so good baby.” You tell him.
“Doesn’t really hurt, I’m just stretching.” He says through his teeth. “I can take it though, keep going.”
You grab the lube and drizzle more directly onto his hole. He doesn’t mention the cold this time, too focused on taking your cock. You push against him, and feel yourself sink deeper into him. It’s like after the tip was in, his body knew what to do to take the rest. The slide wasn’t a swift, fast stroke, but it was a smooth and slow glide. When you bottom out Jeongguk’s arms give out from under him, his face going to the bed. 
“Holy fuck.” He keens, resting his head on his arms. Your hands are constantly on him, soothing him in any way that you can.
“Tell me when.” You whisper patiently. He nods. With his head turned to the side and pillowed on his arms, you can see his eyes are squeezed shut. The inhales and exhales you can see in the expanding of his ribcage, tell you that he’s taking deep breaths working through the stretch, getting himself used to it.
“Okay… Ready.” He murmurs.
You pull out just a bit before pushing back in. Jeongguk moans softly. Spreads his legs even wider, arches his back even deeper. He’s pushing his ass out for you, his body begging you to make it feel good.
You keep a slow pace, kind of nervous to speed up. 
“You can go faster, feels nice.” He says. He’s been puffing out little gasps of air every time you bottom out with your slow pace.
With his consent, you grab at his hips and pull out to just the tip, before swiftly pushing back in, fast and hard. His cheeks bounce on the impact. You grab one and jiggle it a little, thrusting into him again, drinking down the whines that slip out.
“You’ve got such a bubble butt, I never noticed before. But it like… bounces.” You say, wonder in your tone. 
“Thanks, can you like tell me about it later?” He asks, voice strained.
Point taken. 
Your thrust game is kind of shitty, in reality. It’s hard to find a rhythm, your hips not used to moving this way. But Jeongguk is moaning freely underneath you, just happy to have something inside of him after thinking about it all week. So you keep going, and eventually, the pattern comes to you, still kind of messy, but now you’ve got him cursing beneath you. You’ve got one hand on his ass, the other braced on his arched spine.
A particularly good thrust has Jeongguk burying his face into the bed, teeth biting at the bedding. “Yeah fuck-” He groans with his mouth full of blanket. With his hands now free, he brings them behind him and settles them on his cheeks and spreads.
You watch clearly as your cock sinks into Jeongguk’s ass. You’re out of breath, but you make sure to tell him how good he looks, how pretty his hole looks swallowing your cock, like it was made to take it.
“Wanna ride you.” He says. His voice is pitifully wrecked and he sounds so thoroughly fucked, you feel a little proud. Still, you’re grateful for a break. You don’t know how he fucks you like he does. ‘Topping’ is tiring. You pull out of him, and realize that when you were in awe of his hole at taking your fingers, it was premature. Jeongguk’s hole after he takes your cock is vulgar. It’s properly gaped now. Not huge, but around a fingers width.
He rolls over, and settles on his back like he just needs a moment. His chest is heaving, similar to yours. You hop off the bed, and a needy keen comes from him. You glance back at him, and he looks like he’s going to get up and follow you, but you hush him gently.
“I’m just getting some water, baby. I’ll be right back.” 
He huffs flopping back onto his back. “Hurry please.” He whines.
You get back as soon as possible with a glass of water for you both to share. He sits up onto one elbow and makes a grabby hand for the cup after you’ve had your share. You swat his hand away and hold the cup to his lips. He hums, gulping the water down. He’s happy to be coddled and taken care of. When he finishes with a cute little gasp, you place the cup to the side, and brush your hand through his sweaty hair. 
He butts his head against your palm and laughs. His eyes shut, and crinkled at the corners. His water break seems to have perked him up. His cock hasn’t deflated one bit. Rock hard and red, throbbing against his tummy. It’s messy and wet too.
You’re about to ask if he touched himself while you were inside of him, but before you can, you’re getting manhandled until he’s on top of you. He’s got your hands pinned above your head, and he smiles at you playfully, before leaning down to kiss you, deep and slow. He sucks on your lip, and slowly grinds his cock onto your belly, soft whines spilling from his tongue. He brushes his nose against yours as he sighs into your mouth, finally allowing himself the pleasure of paying attention to his cock. 
He doesn’t allow himself relief for long, however. He’s sitting up and looking from side to side for the lube before finally spotting it. His movements are quick and hectic, like he’s too excited and overly eager.
You rub your hands over his strong thighs. “Hey, slow down. You don’t have to rush. We have all night.”
He sighs at your touch, and nods softly. He whispers. “Yeah… okay. I love you.”
The little affection makes you swoon, absolutely smitten. “I love you.” You squeeze at his legs, tenderly.
He hums. “Gonna ride you now.” He opens the lube and continues with eager actions, almost like you didn’t even slow him down just a moment ago. You smile fondly to yourself. Jeongguk’s too busy slicking up your cock again to notice the mushy look.
He’s got a hand reaching behind him and he’s gripping your cock to line it up with his hole. He wiggles to get into the right position before slowly starting to sink down. His eyebrows are pinched, and his mouth falls open. But his eyes roll back when he bottoms out. His hands are braced on your stomach.
“Oh, I love it like this.” He whimpers. His legs tense at your sides, almost like he’s trying to close his legs at the pleasure he feels from your cock being tucked inside of him, hitting all the right places. He starts to grind on your cock, soft pleasured little mewls just tumbling off his tongue.
He looks so good, whining, grinding on you with his weeping cock displayed. But you wanna see him lose it on your cock. See him fall apart at how good it feels, not watch him bask in it.
“Bounce on it.” You say, voice sounding almost as fucked out as his. You know your panties are soaked through at this point, pussy pulsing and neglected, tucked away behind the strap.
Jeongguk nods. “Yeah, wanna.” 
He’s lifting himself off your cock to the tip before sliding down on it again, hard and fast. It punches a sharp gasp from his lungs. He finds a pace he likes and keeps it up, his thighs tensing, and his abs flexing as he tests his stamina, chasing that euphoric feeling he wants so so badly. He’s so strong and fit, bouncing up and down on your cock as loud unabashed moans fill the room. 
The force of him riding you makes your tits jiggle, bouncing around until they catch his attention. He groans before his hands find them, squeezing hard, using them as leverage as he pulls and drags his hips over yours. Your cock must be rubbing over his prostate because he’s losing his mind. All kinds of noises leave his mouth, and the expressions he makes are filthy.
“Fuck baby. You make me feel so good. The best- I-” He eyes squeeze shut and his mouth opens in a silent moan, overwhelmed, before a guttural groan sounds from deep within his chest. “God. Wanna cum on your cock, baby. Fuck me-”
You laugh, wonderstruck, and kind of deliriously high on the satisfaction and fulfillment you get from seeing Jeongguk feel so just…. Good. “Yeah baby? You’re gonna cum for me? All over my cock?”
He whimpers and nods as he gets back to bouncing, a desperation to his movements that wasn’t there before. His cock is slapping against both of your stomachs with nasty wet noises due to his precum getting everywhere. You feel some fly and hit your neck, his cock just dripping, weeping and begging to cum. 
It won’t be long though, before he cums. You feel the way his thighs tense, and he gets that confused look on his face, and he’s got that puzzled pitch to his moans. It’s the way he always gets when he cums untouched, always in awe that he can do it himself, without a hand around his cock. His whole body is flushed and hot to the touch, sweat making him glow in the soft light of your bedroom lamp.
He throws his head back, neck extended, and veins bulging, before looking down at his bouncing cock. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum.” He’s so whiny and noisy when he moans.
“Yeah?” You ask again, “Do it baby, show me how. You can do it, cum for me.” 
He’s nodding frantically, “Yeah- I’m gonna... Fuck, yes- Yeah, I’m-” He bounces a few more times, silent aside from the obscene squelching noises of your skin meeting, before his body tenses one last time before that string in him snaps. “Cumming-” He chokes it out. His moans don’t stop the whole time his cock shoots out his load, landing on your tummy. The moans even turn into cries, actual tears filling his eyes and falling down his cheeks. His body jerks and twitches with his orgasm. But still, he’s grinding on you, your cock still rubbing that spot inside of him, it’s like he never wants the feeling to end, even if it’s devastating, bordering on too much to handle.
You smooth your hands all over his sweaty body, before firmly placing them on his hips, stopping him. “Hey. You’re good, you did so good baby, you don’t have to keep going.”
Jeongguk’s cries are quiet, and he takes a few deep stuttering breaths to try and calm himself down, nodding with your soothing words. He rubs the back of his hand at his eyes, trying to dry them. It doesn’t help much, he’s calmed himself some but a few silent tears still make their way out, along with some soft hiccupping breaths.
“Lay down, and wait for me, hmm?” You whisper gently. He nods and lifts himself slowly, wincing at the sore ache in his hole. It’s more prevalent now that the pleasure has subsided. He all but collapses onto your pillow. 
“I’m gonna get some more water, and a towel okay?”
He grunts in response.
Before you go, you strip out of the gear, just tossing it on the ground, eager to get back to Jeongguk after getting the things you need.
When you get back, he is in the same exact position, and you laugh lightly. 
“Baby?” You ask, making sure he didn’t fall asleep.
Another grunt.
Good, he would hate you in the morning if you left him to sleep being so messy.
“Sit up, I have water and snacks and cleaning supplies.”
His head pops up. “Snacks?” His hair is sticking up on one side.
You laugh, endeared. He’s not crying anymore either, a good sign that he will be okay in just a little while after some kisses and love.
“Yeah, I got some of those seaweed chips you like, and some water.”
He sits up, leaning back on the pillows knowing the drill for after butt stuff. You hand him the water and the chips. He eats first.
“You hungry?” You ask, fitting yourself between his legs with the warm washcloth. He opens easily, munching away. You both are far past after sex shyness.
He talks with his mouth full. “Yeah. Jimin said not to eat the day off.”
You hum curiously, but don’t question it. Jimin partakes in butt stuff much more than you both. 
You’ve got all the lube cleaned off his thighs and cheeks, now all that’s left is his hole. You do it as gently as you can, knowing he’s sore just from how red and swollen and puffy it is.  But he still winces.
“How bad is it?” He mumbles.
You hesitate. “Um… You’re gonna be a little sore.” You tell him simply.
He groans, before downing his water. When he’s done, he says, “Practice is going to suck.”
You nod in agreement. It was. You wrap the used cloth in the blanket you used to protect your sheets, once again just tossing the bundle to the floor.
“Worth it though,” He smiles, pleased.
You chuckle as you find your place by him. He’s set his refreshments aside and lets you curl against him. His body sags with exhaustion when he feels your warmth press into him. You plant kisses on every inch of skin you can reach. He purrs.
“Why’d you keep going?” You ask, between smooches.
“I don’t know… it just felt so good. I guess I didn’t want it to stop.” He’s quiet, and his words are said on a sigh.
You nod, your kisses making your way to his lips. You just kiss him, slow and easy, for a few minutes until he yawns into it. He giggles.
“I’m so tired man.”
“I bet man.” You tease.
He kisses you one more time before asking, “Will you tickle my back until I fall asleep?” It’s hopeful and so sugary sweet.
“Yeah roll over.”
It’s barely a few minutes before you're met with his soft snores. You kiss his shoulder blade, before following right behind him.
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you ask for pegging and you shall receive :] i hope you liked it and that it met ur pegging standards askdkhjd as always, comments and feedback and asks and notes are loved and appreciated. thank you for reading friends ily :* 
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Headcannons for The boys + Diavolo who are jealous that the MC showers everyone with affection and praise
I love writing Jealousy headcannons.
Lucifer: 
Doesn’t let it show at first, but is absolutely f u m i n g. 
Shows his rage by staring like a crazed lunatic. 
Eventually loses it and drags MC to his room.
Makes MC sit in his lap and cuddle him, angrily huffing into their shirt  and grumbling about how “Silly human, getting me all riled up like this...” 
His anger melts as soon as MC pets his hair and tells him they love him. 
Mammon: 
L O U D about how he’s mad at their attention not being on THE GREAT MAMMON!! 
Drags MC away, rattling off all the reasons HE deserves love more than the others. 
“I AM YOUR FIRST THEREFORE I GET FIRST PRIORITY.” 
Whines about Mc being rational and telling him that everyone deserves to be loved. 
Leviathan: 
Complains on his blog like the little tsundere he is. 
“Pfft, like I’d want the attention of a n or m i e like y o u.” 
He wants the attention of a normie like MC. He’s mad at his brothers for being so greedy about MC’s love.
Nearly loses his mind when MC kisses his cheek and apologizes for ignoring him. 
Satan: 
Reads angrily. Glaring at the page like he’s trying to will it on fire. 
Silent treatment for days. 
Lucifer recognizes this behavior and teases him about it. Mad satan is mad. 
Yeah that angry resolve melts the second MC brings him some tea and smiles at him.
Asmo: 
He is a whiny baby boy. 
Tries to cling to MC like the melodramatic queen he is. 
Literally finds a fainting couch and flops down onto it, complaining about how neglect is bad for his skin. 
“MC l ov  E m e e e e “
Beelzebub:
Frustrated, but he’s a big silent boio so he refuses to admit it. 
Eats either way more or way less than usual. His body being very confused by what’s going on. 
Only tells Belphie how he’s feeling, is very pouty. 
Belphie actually tells MC and the situation is resolved pretty fast. 
Belphegor:
Gets really...murdery. 
Glares and squeezes his pillow as though it were MC. 
H u f f y boy clings to his twin’s arm and grumbles. 
“WhAtEvEr”  he’s a brat about the whole deal.
Diavolo: 
He’s not having it. Making MC spend the day with him. Since the brothers know Diavolo has superiority they don’t put up much of a fight. 
Even Barbatos isn’t there with them because Diavolo isn’t sharing ANY of his time. 
Actually a bit shy about physical things, but holds MC’s hand like it’s his job. 
Full demon form to scare off any other demons. 
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You know how we have pet costumes? Give Jacob one, make him a cute space cowboy😈😈😈
WE'RE BACK BABY
Please enjoy this little ficlet (that was actually my 3rd attempt to write a fluffy ficlet for this universe because all the other ones kept becoming future chapters lmao)
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“This is humiliating. I look like sheriff Woody or something.”
“Aw, I was thinking more like John Wayne Gacy, you know?”
“The...the clown serial killer…?”
Angie pursed her lips. “Wait, who was the cowboy guy in all the old movies? Like, before Clint Eastwood and whatever.”
“That’s John Wayne. Not John Wayne Gacy,” Jacob tugged at the sleeves of his costume and readjusted his cowhide vest. “And I don’t feel anywhere near as cool as him right now.”
She rolled her eyes and crinkled her nose. “That’s because you’re not cool. You’re a grown man playing dress up with a kindergartener.”
“So are you.”
Angie straightened her Native American headpiece and threw one of her braided pigtails behind her. “Yeah, but I know it’s stupid, so therefore I’m doing it ironically which makes me cool.”
Jacob sighed heavily but didn’t argue further, instead tugging his cowboy hat down further to shield his face that burned with embarrassment. Being forced into having playdates with his captor’s coworker was nothing new. He had spent plenty of time being Mibao’s sole playmate aboard the ship, doing the best he could to keep the six year girl entertained and not too psychologically damaged. Being the youngest in a sibling group of only boys, he was a bit rusty when it came to knowing anything about kids. Thankfully, Mibao was more than happy to take him by the hand and show up all the “fun” things she used to either do back home or what she would now do with her “kitty”.
Today’s game of choice was dress up. Every day felt like dress up when it came to the girl’s ever expanding wardrobe; she was always dressed in an obnoxiously puffy and sparkling princess dress fashioned with ribbons and bows galore and always with a matching crown. Fine, no big deal, he could slap a tiara on his head and call it a day, he’d worn worse at the few fraternity parties he attended during college. Nope, not good enough. Mibao had a very specific game she wanted to play which involved him wearing a cowboy costume of all things. A very realistic and detailed cowboy costume, assless chaps and spurs and all. Again, he could...handle it for the most part. The only thing that really bothered him about it was all the coos and giggles he received from both his and Mibao’s captors when he finally came out in his new outfit.
And he knew for a fact they took many, many pictures of him.
It didn’t end there, Mibao still had more requests. Angie needed to join in as well and she was required to be an “indian princess” to partake. Naturally, she was more than happy to agree if it meant getting a break from the absolute nightmare of a captor she had been saddled with. So, now Jacob had to deal with the fact that she would have to watch him play pretend in this ridiculous getup. He could never catch a break with her, it seemed, she always had to catch him when he was in the middle of doing something cringe worthy. She didn’t even look half as uncomfortable as him and she was literally wearing half as much clothing.
Or maybe that was exactly why she was so comfortable as she sauntered up to him, making a finger pistol to tip his hat away from his face. “Cheer up, partner,” she teased. “I think it makes you look cute.”
“I think it makes me look like Owen Wilson from the museum movie,” Jacob replied, hoping the shadow of the brim hid his reddening cheeks.
“Oh my God, you are a tiny little twink cowboy, huh?”
“I’d rather be the gladiator guy.”
“You wish you could pull off being the gladiator guy.”
A rebuttal was on the tip of his tongue when Mibao made her appearance from behind the monitor where she had been changing. This time instead of her usual princess attire, she was dressed...pretty much the same, only this time she had a tiny pair or iridescent fairy wings attached to the back. What a fairy had to do with cowboys and indians, he hadn’t the faintest idea. She stopped when she saw the two of them and stuck out her tongue in childish disgust.
“Eww, stop kissing!” She scolded. “You can kiss the princess later, Jake, it’s time to play!”
Jacob had never been more grateful in his life that the creatures idly watching them couldn’t understand English because he just might have died if they heard. He could feel the heat radiating from his nape to his cheeks, putting his hands up in defense like it could keep Angie away from him.
“Wh-no! We weren’t, we weren’t kissing, Reagan, w-we-!”
Angie only cackled, her amusement stemming more from Jacob’s panicked response than the actual accusation of giving him a kiss. “Yeah, cowboy, you can kiss me later.” She winked and nudged him with her elbow as she walked past to where Mibao was waiting.
He groaned, tugging the hat down as far as it would go even if that meant obscuring his vision somewhat. That was totally fine, he didn’t want to look at anyone right now and he did not want to be perceived either. The child was leading them back over to her designated play area scattered with art supplies and stuffed toys for where they’ll play their game of make believe. Angie was already sitting on her knees by the time he shuffled over and beckoned him with a sly smile to come take a seat on the ground next to her. Jacob obliged, but refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing his beet red face.
As soon as they were settled, Mibao immediately launched into the exposition of the scene they would be putting on, including their roles and superpowers (that only she had because she was a magical fairy queen). Jacob was only half listening; the kid usually forgot half of her own rules in the middle of playing anyways because she wanted to change the story and it wasn’t that hard to follow her game of make believe. Instead, he kept side-eying Angie, who was side-eying him back, and every time they made eye contact she would smile and bump his shoulder with hers.
This was going to be a long playdate.
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The lab door slid open as Talan walked in, peeling off his bloodied gloves to dispose of them in Ylva’s waste bin. “I need my human back.”
“Aw, why? They’re all having a ball together!” Ylva frowned, gesturing to the miniature trio on her desk. Well, the smallest one and Talan’s pet seemed like they were having a good time, namely at the expense of the other human in a hat. They all seemed to stop at the interruption, his human fixing him with a sneer that he was tempted to match.
“What the fuck is it wearing?” He asked, ignoring all the little protests he got when he grabbed it and plucked the stupid looking feather thing of its head. “I thought you said it’s not nice to torment the humans.”
Edix scoffed at him, though his annoyance was more from Talan being in his general vicinity than anything. “It’s not torment. They were having fun.”
Talan did not look convinced in the slightest, his eyes sweeping over the pup who was pouting at him for taking away its playmate and the other who froze any time he breathed in its direction. Like owner, like pet, he assumed as it seemed to unconsciously inch closer to where Edix’s hand was resting for a better sense of security. Pathetic. At least his pet had a bit more self respect and wasn’t afraid to try and stab him in the hand with his own tools. Of course, it got a sharp flick to the stomach to knock it off, but he could appreciate the gumption.
Talan rolled his eyes. “Yeah, looks like a real party. So sad to have missed it.”
“Like you’ve ever been to a party to know what it looks like.”
“Says the one that only hangs out with plants.”
“Okay,” Ylva interjected, rising from her chair and scooping up her adorable little human. “You’re right, we should probably wrap this up, Mibao’s going to need a nap soon and she likes to fight her naps when she’s excited.”
That was all the excuse Talan needed to dip out without a formal goodbye, though it didn’t escape the corner of his eye how Edix’s human took a half step forward when he left, almost like it wanted to say something. Even if it did, he wouldn’t have cared. As quickly as he had intruded, Talan disappeared back down the main hall of the fauna department to return to his lab.
Edix stood up as well and tucked the data pad he had been keeping busy with under his arm to keep his hands free. He couldn’t help but smile at seeing how much closer his little pet was standing to him, even if it wasn’t by much, even though it was caused by Talan of all bastards. A win was a win in his book. The hand the human had been partly hiding behind curled easily around it to lift it up, immediately cradling it to his chest as usual. It squirmed for a moment but settled quick enough, a clear sign it was also ready to go back to the lab it was accustomed to. For a social species, the little one always seemed so drained after any playdate Ylva arranged for their pets. Fine by him, it usually meant his human was much more quiet and well behaved once it was back in the solitude of Edix’s company, making for an easier work day.
He used his finger to tilt back the wide brimmed hat it had been using to hide its sweet little face a majority of the playdate, earning him a surprised squeak. With the way its baby cheeks were turning an adorable shade of pink, Edix had a fairly good guess as to why it was trying to avoid everyone’s line of sight. Damn, he should have had Ylva take more pictures, this was way too cute for him. It reached up to quickly pull its shield back down and Edix let it with a laugh, cooing as he tugged at its little vest instead which only made it wriggle in distress. Overdramatic little thing.
“Can I keep this costume?” He asked as he followed behind Ylva who was preparing to put her own pup down for a nap. In reality, it meant she was going to have to play with it for at least another half an hour because, much like him, she was a sucker when it came to her human wanting to play. The difference being that Mibao wanted to do anything from coloring to singing to continuing its game of make believe while Edix’s pet always wanted to play chase.
Ylva smiled and shrugged. “Sure, I mean, it’s not like it’s going to fit the baby. It was printed for its measurements specifically, anyways.” Mibao was proving to be difficult in its refusal to relinquish the shiny wings Ylva had designed at its request, something that Ylva quickly made a game out of by setting her pup on the desk and letting it squeal and run while her hands chased after it. That would tire the kid out in no time. She looked back at his human and giggled. “I don’t think it likes it very much, though.”
Oh yeah, that was obvious from the get go, but it didn’t change the fact that it was way too precious for its own good in this type of outfit. Edix actually quite liked the contrast of the dark brown against its pale skin, even more given the fact that it matched the color of its doe eyes perfectly. It was much more appealing than that splotchy green jacket it was inexplicably attached to. He had a feeling it was going to try and strip out of this outfit as soon as it was back in Edix’s lab, provided he gave it its normal suit and jacket to change into. But...maybe he didn’t have to offer it its spare set of clothes right away. Maybe it would just have to hang around in its little boots and hat for a couple hours longer while he finished up his latest report that was just so important to get done. And maybe he would get constantly distracted by how cute it looked while it was definitely pouting at him for not taking off its costume that it took a little longer than usual to finish his work, which meant it spent even longer pouting under its hat.
Decisions, decisions.
Edix waved his hand dismissively. “It’ll learn to love it.”
“Oh, Eddie, don’t be mean to it,” Ylva laughed, not that seemed bothered by the idea of his pet keeping the outfit on for an extended period of time beyond the playdate. “But send pictures if you do.”
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a letter to my lover | lee donghyuck
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♡  dear y/n, i’m writing you this letter in the hopes that it gets to you well. our relationship has been tumultuous, that’s for sure, and i thought it was high time i wrote you a letter detailing all the times you said "i love you" that are important to me. 
genre: haechan x reader, heavy angst, supernatural!haechan, deity!haechan
warnings: suggestive content, mentions of religion, profanity
word count: 2.1K
tagging: the lovely @roses-of-the-moon ♡ @mora134340 // @nct-writers
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Dear Y/N, 
The first time you said “I love you”, you were worshipping me.
The temple lay just east of the large town you resided in, about an hour's drive from the coast. People from your area traditionally followed a polytheisic religion and worshipped the gods and goddesses of life, death, earth, air, fire, water, time, the sun, and the moon. Temples dedicated to the gods and goddesses were scattered around the peninsula, although some temples saw a lot more visitors than others. This Sun temple was larger and older than typical Sun temples, and the red, yellow, and orange colour scheme from the outside flowed nicely into the high, spacious interior. There were pews dotted around the room for people to sit on, but the temple was empty given the late time of night, save for you. 
You stood in front of a ten-foot tall bronze statue of myself, or what you mortals assumed my true form looked like, crumpled on your knees and head bent in reverence. It was unusual for me to see followers at my temple so late at night, but I really couldn’t blame you if you had come to simply stare at my statue - turns out bronze really is my colour. As I realised you were muttering something softly, I remember creeping closer towards you and sitting on one of the pews close by. Not so close that you noticed my presence, but near enough that I could hear what you were saying. “I love you, but…”. You uttered my name - once, twice, three times - followed by a number of curse words strung together in an order that I had never been witness to before.
Using my powers, I lit the lamp on the wall beside us to indicate I had heard you, and you proceeded to tell me a story of how your uncle’s farm was failing due to a perpetual drought that hung over the area and wouldn’t leave. Upon hearing your admission, I was astounded. I was one of few Sun deities, who essentially reported directly to the presiding Sun God. If there was a drought that I wasn’t aware of, then I wasn’t doing my job properly, and that was an issue. 
Ever since you had visited my temple that one evening and let forth a tidal wave of insults and curses towards me, rather than admiring my bronze look-alike, I was intrigued by you. I hadn’t revealed myself to you that night - not quite yet - but there was something about you that fascinated me. Whether that was your stubbornness or your determination to fix your uncle’s farm, I don’t know, but I wanted to find out more. Showing myself to you right now was out of the question - there’s no way you would believe I was the famous Haechan, Sun deity that everyone worshipped - I had to earn your trust. So I started with the largest issue first; resolving this drought issue that was ruining your uncle’s farm. It really was a complex problem with a simple solution - a little gold flashed a friendly Water deity’s way and voila! No more drought. 
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The second time you said “I love you”, we had just finished making love on a public beach.
I had solved your drought calamity, but still found myself drawn to you. So I did what I do best - using the sun to my advantage. At first, I would simply manipulate the light from the sun so that you walked in the shade on hot days. When you were cold, I made sure there was always a warm burst of energy by your side. I remember the day I finally found the courage to present myself to you. Not my true form, of course, that would be firmly against deity rules, but I found a human male who suited me perfectly. He was young, around the same age you were, and had fiery orange hair and bronze, sunkissed skin that reminded me of my statue. Fitting, really. 
The day we finally spoke it was hot, the Sun God had had a disagreement with the Life Goddess and appeared to be tormenting her creations. I was sitting on a bench, secluded under a willowy tree, and it was fairly straight forward for me to direct some of the sun’s rays directly onto your uncovered head, sending you fleeing into the shade of the tree. I made conversation with you, charming as I am, and I instantly knew you were taken with me. 
As the months progressed, we spent more and more time together. Your uncle’s farm recovered, and he was able to regrow a lot more crops in the dampened soil. We spent all our free time together - after helping out at your mother’s shop you would come visit me at my temple, and we would share the rest of the evening together. The more I got to know you, the more mortal you made me feel. We celebrated your village and religious holidays together. We went shopping at the markets together. We even developed a favourite pastime, travelling to the beach and spending the day in the cool ocean, and I was always there to warm us up as we lay on the sand, hand in hand.
I’d never entertained the idea that I may one day feel so at home with a human by my side, but this was quickly becoming the future I envisioned, and even yearned for, for myself. That day at the beach, when we were all alone, and you told me you loved me for the second time, I knew I felt the same way. There was just something about you, Y/N, that kept me drawn to you. I was almost ready to tell you what I was, a sun deity - but little did we know that would be the beginning of the end for us.
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The third time you said “I love you”, I told you I didn’t love you back.
A lie, really. 
In the past, I had told you my name was Haechan, but after you laughed and said there was no way I was named after the Sun deity, you started calling my vessel Donghyuck. At first I hated it. It was strange being referred to as anything other than Haechan. Soon though, I realised how freeing it was having another name, another identity. Haechan became what the other gods, goddesses, and deities referred to me as when I was in their presence, in my true form, but Donghyuck was what you called me when I was with you. And I liked that. 
A few weeks after our latest beach date, you asked me to become your boyfriend, and I accepted. You were over the moon, but I felt strange because we were now in a serious relationship while my whole identity was a lie. 
The day I sat you down and told you who I was, who I really was, I was worried. I certainly wasn’t terrified, by any means, but I was anxious that you would simply laugh me off again and not take me seriously. I loved you so much, and I didn’t want to live a life of deceit. To your credit, you handled the news pretty well, at least at first. You said the more you thought about it, the more aspects of me made sense. The ever-hot skin. The shadows that protected us from the sun. The fact it was never truly dark when I was around. It made sense, and you accepted it. And then you started asking me the hard questions. How long would I live for? Was I immortal? Would you die before I did?
Would I give up my immortality for you? When I bluntly refused, the arguments started. Me being a deity hadn’t caused us problems before, but now you knew the truth it meant we couldn’t even have a normal conversation without the topic being brought up. Sure, I had been a Sun deity for centuries, but I couldn’t just give up this role I had been blessed with. You also weren’t willing to give in, either, saying I had virtually assimilated into human culture and should therefore be the one to change. After one particularly heated night of arguing, you said you loved me. I told you I didn’t love you back, and I still remember the way tears silently pooled in your eyes as you stared at me, begging me to say it wasn’t true. Which it wasn’t, of course it wasn’t Y/N, but the truth was at the time I didn’t think I loved you enough to give up my life.
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The last time you said “I love you”, we were breaking up.
“I love you, but we can’t be together,” are the exact words you said. We were in my temple, sitting on the pew right in front of the statue where we’d first met, and we were breaking up. You were unwilling to give your life up for me, and I was unwilling to give my life up for you. I loved you so much, but it seemed like the only option. Your stubbornness and determination, which first attracted me to you, was now causing me so much heartache I thought my chest was going to rip in half. You only made things worse by the way you held me that evening, your hands in mine, and then your hands wrapping around my neck and pulling me close so you could place a soft kiss on my tear-stained cheek. That was the last time we talked to each other. 
You stayed around in your town for a few months after our break up. I know, because I was always with you. Not physically, but my presence was always there. On the hot summer days with the sun beating down on you and your friends, in the extra stretch of shade that seemed perfectly shaped to fit you, in the bursts of hot air when the nights were particularly cold, I was there. And I know you knew I was too; the sad, regretful smile that graced your face said so much more than words ever could. 
After we broke up, I heard of a phrase you mortals are particularly keen on: “absence makes the heart grow fonder.” Sure, and absence also makes the heart realise how fucking stupid it was to break yours. 
I don’t know why you left town. Maybe it was to get a job in a bigger city, or to travel the country. Or maybe it was to get away from the constant reminder of us. Either way, you left without a word, and because I am essentially bound to my temple and the surrounding area, I couldn’t follow you. I still think about you daily, Y/N. I wonder where you are, what you’re doing, whether you would give me another chance. Your uncle’s farm is doing well, by the way. I make sure I check in every couple of weeks to make sure the ground is not too dry, and the plants are getting enough sunlight. The beach we used to visit is still as beautiful as ever. It’s a little more lonely without you by my side, though. 
I miss you heaps, Y/N. That’s why I’m writing you this letter. I don’t know where you live now, so I doubt I’ll ever be able to send it to you. I never realised how monotonous my existence was until you left. I am worshipped by so many mortals, but they only come to me when they require something. And they never pray to me, at least not the real me I discovered when I was with you. You, however, came to me because you liked me - dare I say, because you loved me - and you saw me for my personality, not for what I could offer you. I constantly think about that day, the last time you said you loved me. I would do anything to go back and change the outcome, to go back and tell you that I would become mortal for you. 
It’s been a few years since then, and I don’t even know whether you would want me back. We all make mistakes, Y/N, but by far my biggest mistake was losing you. I hope that, wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, you’re happy, and you think of me sometimes. 
Forever regretful,
Donghyuck.
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Peter Parker Fluff Alphabet
Peter parker x reader
Word count: 2.1k
Warnings: None, other than tooth rotting fluff
A/N: howdy! It's been 84 years since I last posted any originals so here's a fluff alphabet, I plan on doing quite a few more in the future! Enjoy - Aphrodite
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A - activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
Between school, Peter loves to spend time with you in his & May's apartment. He sees the city so much while being spider man, so a cozy night in with pizza and Star Wars is his favourite thing. Peter will try and spend as much time with you as possible, but you both have tight schedules due to being avengers, so he'll take whatever he can get. He always feels guilty about not being able to spend as much time with you as he wants, so sometimes you have to reassure him that any time spent together is time well spent.
B - beauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
Peter is 100% about personality over looks, and he thinks the most beautiful part of you is your kind and caring nature. He loves your open mindedness and the fact you treat everybody equally, but he also loves the sarcastic and witty side of you. He values your personality loads, but it's just a plus that you're also the most gorgeous person he's ever seen.
C - comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
When you feel down or a bit anxious, Peter can always sense it. He doesn't blatantly tell you, but he always shows you a lot more physical affection to make you feel better. He'll hold your hand and rub small circles on it with his thumb, he'll cuddle up to you and gently massage whatever part of you is closest to him, anything to physically distract you. If you're alone then he'll give you small pecks or the forehead - not only does it make you feel better, but it also makes him feel better too.
D - dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?
Literally every day. When he's bored in class, when he's trying to get to sleep, when he sees something that reminds him of you; you're on his mind a lot, he absolutely adores you.
E - equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?
It depends on the situation. When you're on a mission together and there's even a slight threat, he's automatically dominant and gets very protective of you. But usually he's quite passive, with a hint of dominance when he gets jealous.
F - fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?
You and Peter rarely every fight, but when you do have small arguments he's always the first to apologise. The only time you both have had a really serious fight is when you got badly injured after a mission and he got angry that you unnecessarily put your life at risk. However, he was still the first to apologise, as he couldn't stay mad at you for long.
G - gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
Oh boy, Peter is SO grateful for everything you do. In fact, he's grateful even when you aren't doing anything. Just knowing that he has the most amazing and kind s/o in the world makes him so thankful.
H - honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
You know pretty much all of Peter's secrets, so there isn't much for him to hide. Even when he does have something he wasn't planning on sharing, he always tells you. He knows you won't judge or tell anyone else, therefore he often uses you as a human diary.
I - inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around?
You and Peter both changed each other for the better. Peter made you appreciate the small things so much more, and has taught you a lot about his favourite things, music, and science. Whereas you've taught him a lot of hand-to-hand combat, and love teaching him your hobbies & the languages you know.
J - jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?
Peter trusts you completely, so when he sees you spending time with another man then he doesn't really mind. He knows you would never flirt with anyone but him, but as soon as he sees the other person get handsy then he's automatically pissed. He's quite good at hiding his emotions though, so he'd only be slightly passive aggressive towards whoever is flirting with you. He knows you can handle yourself, but sometimes he just wants to make sure people know you're his.
K - kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?
Your first kiss was amazing. You had been dating for a few months and were spending the night at the avengers tower, in which Peter has a room. You were both cuddled on his bed, eating ice cream, watching Back To The Future when you caught him looking at you. You didn't have time to say anything before he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. Before you could register what was happening, he leaned back with a crimson blush plastered on his cheeks. You cupped his cheek and pulled him back in, this time for longer. His lips tasted of the chocolate brownie ice cream he had been eating, but it was so wonderful and sweet that neither of you will ever forget it.
L - love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?
The first time Peter told you he loved you was mid-battle. You, Peter, Sam and Natasha were fighting a group of criminals who were trying to infiltrate Stark Industries - while fighting one of them, you looked over to your boyfriend when you spotted one of the criminals with a knife running up to Peter behind his back. In an instant you jumped over and saved him, using your abilities to your advantage. Once the crimumal was on the floor, Peter laughed, mouth agape, "I love you so much!"
You froze, completely shocked, not knowing what to do. It was only later that evening when you knew what you had to do, so you caught Peter in the hallway of the tower and kissed him, with as much passion as you had in your body. Peter responded quickly, one hand resting gently your waist and the other cupping your cheek. You both stood there for a few minutes, lips working in harmony, before you pulled away and pressed your foreheads together.
"I love you too."
M - marriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?
You and Peter are still young, so marriage isn't something you both have thought about too much. Despite this, he knows that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you, and eventually get married and start a family. He hasn't brought it up with you as he doesn't want to scare you off, but he knows you feel the same way.
N - nicknames - What do they call their s/o?
Peter has loads of cute pet names that he loves to call you, but also has a few silly ones from stupid incidents in the past. He still calls you 'apple' from when you first met and you spilled apple juice all down your clothes, but his signature pet names are 'honey' and, in private, 'baby'.
O - on Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
It's very obvious to everyone in the tower and at school that he's head over heels for you. He's constantly making heart-eyes at you, and is always talking about you when you're not around. He compliments you so much that you don't think he's ever said a normal sentence without letting you know how appreciated you are!
P - PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?
Peter isn't the biggest fan of intense PDA, but would go crazy with it when you're alone. When in public he usually sticks with holding hands, a hand resting on your thigh or around your waist, and small pecks on the temple. When you're alone Peter loves to cuddle, give you small massages of your achy muscles, and would happily kiss you non-stop. But Peter really loves the domestic affection you share, like when he washes your hair or gets to cook with you.
Q - quirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.
It's almost like Peter can read minds. If you think about something small that you want, then he'll get you it the next day. You don't know how he does it, but you've always believed that your connection is more powerful than anything you've ever felt. Fancy red velvet cake for dessert? He's already there with a slice. Thinking about rewatching the Harry Potter movies? He'll suggest a move night just in time.
R - Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?
Peter is very romantic, and likes doing a lot of the cliché things that happen in the movies. But Peter has a lot of creative ideas when it comes to dates and ways to spend time with each other, so you're always in for a good time. He would do anything to make you happy, no matter how cheesy and sappy it is.
S - support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?
He would do anything to help you achieve your dreams, and will always help you reach success. He studies with you, trains with you, and is there at your beck and call to make sure you know you're supported.
T - thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?
You and Peter don't really have a routine, but neither do you spice things up too much. You're always trying new things, and neither of you lead boring lives, so there's always fun stuff to do.
U - understanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?
Pete is extremely empathetic with you, and knows you better than you know yourself. You've been through some stuff that he doesn't know too much about, but he supports you through everything that he can, and you always do the same.
V - value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?
Your relationship is the most important thing in the world to the both of you, but more so to Peter. He's lost too many people in his life, and the thought of losing you makes him want to die. You're his world, his life, and his one true love, and there's nothing more important to him than the bond you both have.
W - Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.
Peter and you definitely have different love languages and show love in separate ways, but one thing that unites you both is the love of having you hair played with. When you both are cuddling and drifting off to sleep, peter will run his fingers through your hair, gently massaging your scalp. And sometimes the roles are reversed, you delicately toying with his soft curls, earning small hums of comfort when he feels your warm fingertips against his forehead.
X - XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?
Kissing and cuddling is Peter's favourite thing. Being soft and vulnerable yet feeling completely safe means the world to him, and it's even better that he gets to do it to you.
Y - Yearning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?
He barely copes. When you're on a mission and he's in the tower he has to find somebody to pester because he doesn't have you there to mess around with. Usually he annoys Bucky or Sam, but he'll be clingy with whoever is there until he has you back in his arms.
Z - Zeal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?
Peter would simultaneously kill and die for you, and sacrifice all he has left in the world. If it made you happy, he'd do whatever you asked :)
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Could you do 31 and 23 for the prompts?
I absolutely loved this prompt, thank you! <3
This got a lot longer (1.8K) and a lot angstier than I intended. But fret not, it's hurt/comfort at its core and it's Deckerstar stargazing. And also,
ANTI-SPOILER ALERT: This piece takes place after 5a/during 5b. I have not watched the trailer, nor will I. I therefore have no idea what is going to happen in 5b, or if what this fic suggests is remotely close to what is hinted at in the trailer—and I would like remain oblivious. *Looks at you with puppy eyes* So please don't mention anything from the trailer in the comments? It would mean a lot to me ❤ (And yes, I do realise I could've waited two days before posting this, but I wanted to give you guys a little something while you wait.)
Rated M, just to be safe.
Enjoy, my loves!
31. Lost in the middle of nowhere + 23. ‘Hey, at least the stars are beautiful tonight, right?’
He gets in his car, and he drives.
He has no destination in mind, nowhere but ‘away’. Away from Him. From feelings he can’t contain. From eons of neglect. From pain.
Far away.
He drives till there’s no more gas and ends up stranded where the streets have no name, in the moonlit desert.
The car shudders and comes to a halt. With ridiculously shaky hands, Lucifer brings a cigarette and a lighter to his lips, desperately needing the distraction. He flicks the lighter repeatedly, chaotically, but the fire won’t bite, and suddenly he’s hyperventilating, and both cig and lighter are sent flying through the brisk night air.
He roars into the dark void of the night. The thunderous sound resonating off the distant mountain walls startles him like an unexpected ghost. It sounds like him, but not like him. Not like Lucifer, Devil, fallen angel. It sounds like Samael, falling angel—screaming into the abyss as he plummets towards fire and brimstone, his fate and punishment, dealt by Dad.
Lucifer suddenly can’t get out of the car fast enough. He leans against the trunk, his chest heaving rapidly, his lungs fighting for air. He’d thought he was healing, that he was actually starting to put millennia of trauma behind him. And maybe he was. But then He waltzed down and ripped the wound right open.
Such a pestilent, tyrannous prick.
Lucifer needs a drink.
He finds a bottle of something strong and amber in the glove box and brings it back to the trunk. It’s only half-full, and he’d need at least five more bottles to just get tipsy, but it’ll have to do. He wasn’t looking to get shitfaced, anyway. He just wants to take his mind off things, to breathe. And right now, (now that his chance of having a smoke is lying somewhere in the sand) a couple of sips from a mildly exquisite whiskey and the ensuant burn in his throat are the best way to do that.
She finds him like that—because of course she finds him—sitting on the trunk of his car with the near-empty bottle in his hand and looking absolutely wrecked.
She’s tentative as she approaches him, afraid she’s not welcome, that he really did want to be alone. But as she gets close and he looks up at her, dark eyes glistening in the moonlight, she knows being alone is the last thing he needs.
Without a word, neither from her nor from him, she gets up on back of the car and scoots close to him, still keeping some air between them.
‘I thought you could use a friend,’ she says with a slight smile, exactly like she did all those years ago. Now, however, the last word isn’t an overwhelming, meaningful declaration, but a cosmic understatement, and Lucifer can’t help but snort.
Reaching over, Chloe grabs his hand and interlocks their fingers. ‘Also, I wasn’t gonna let my partner get lost in the middle of nowhere alone.’
‘I’m not lost,’ he objects, but his voice, hollow and lined with despair, betrays him. He may know the way back to LA, but he is definitely lost.
Sensing he doesn't want to talk about it, Chloe gestures towards the bottle still dangling from his fingers and asks for a sip. His lips tug up into the smallest of smirks as he hands over the bottle with a half-hearted ‘Be my guest’.
She leans her head back, eyes turning to the night sky as she takes a swig (just a nip; one of them still has to drive home at some point). It tastes like evening kisses. Occassionally, morning kisses too.
A cool breeze whirls around them, and Chloe snuggles closer to Lucifer. She does have a plaid in the car, and she will get it in a minute, but right now, she settles for stealing some body heat, hoping her seatmate doesn’t mind too much. She hands him back the bottle and snakes a hand under his layers, up his bare back. He sighs shakily, the taut muscles beneath Chloe’s hand loosening up. It tugs at something in her chest—the way he’s calmed by her touch alone.
Chloe looks up again, at the tiny, abundant jewels glimmering against the dark sky. ‘At least the stars are beautiful tonight, right?’
In the middle of downing the last drops of whiskey, Lucifer absent-mindedly replies with a ‘Hm?’
‘Stars,’ Chloe repeats. ‘They’re beautiful.’
Hesitantly, almost reluctantly, Lucifer lets his eyes glide up. He’s quiet as he takes it in, the black canopy adorned with white, pearlescent specks. His gaze is somewhat distant, reminiscent. Wistful.
‘Lucifer,’ she breathes, not as a vocative, but as an eureka. She’s said his name so many times before, screamed it, whispered it, cried it—with passion and pain and everything in between—but now is the first time she says it actually knowing what it means. Or at least she’s pretty sure she does.
‘It was you, wasn’t it?’ she asks him with a whisper, more in awe than accusatory, and the soft, melancholic smile he gives her is answer enough. ‘You let there be light.’ It’s not a question this time, just an overwhelming realisation spoken out loud.
‘Well, technically,’ Lucifer corrects, glancing over at her, ‘it was Dad who created Light.’ His gaze turns upwards again, eyes suddenly twinkling with pride. ‘The almighty wanker was just too lazy to hang it up there himself.’
Stunned, Chloe stares at the sky with new reverence. It’s breath-taking, both the sight itself—diamonds and sparkling dust sprinkled across a sea of nothing—and the fact that Lucifer made that. He literally hung the stars in the sky.
The fact that he hasn’t mentioned this before, that he hasn’t boasted about it, hasn’t proudly told everyone he’s the artist behind the original Starry Night also says something.
Peering up at him from where her head is now resting against his shoulder, Chloe sees a look on his face she can only describe as ‘homesick’.
‘They remind you of your dad’s love for you,’ she realises, voice quiet.
Lucifer scoffs, but there’s no humour in it. Just pain. ‘What love?’
Chloe doesn’t blame him for doubting. With all the light God (apparently) gave Lucifer, He gave him a thousand times more darkness. (And she is going to talk to Him about that. Later. When she’s hugged the living shit out of His son). But Chloe can tell He, despite everything, does love Lucifer—and that Lucifer is using this resentment towards Him to avoid facing the fact that he, still, loathes himself just as much. If not more.
The thought makes Chloe sick, and she suddenly feels the need to tell him, ‘You’re worthy, you know?’
He looks down at her. A wet streak on his cheek catches the silvery light of the moon. ‘I do?’ The insecurity in his voice is a sharp jab in her chest. But again, she doesn’t blame him.
‘You are,’ she states again for emphasis, holding his gaze. ‘You’re worthy of love, and light.’ With her free hand, the one that isn’t stroking the small of his back beneath his shirt and jacket, she cups his face and swipes her thumb across his stubble. ‘You deserve it. You deserve happiness, more than any other person in this world.’
He doesn’t say anything in return, but he doesn’t have to. The smile he gives her in return, warming and breaking her heart at the same time, speaks for itself. Just to get her point across, she leans up and kisses him. It’s teary and tender, and it’s a promise. To always love him—both the light and the dark, and all the colours in between.
They lean their foreheads against each other’s when they break apart, eyes still closed.
After a long, needed moment, Chloe lets her hand drop from Lucifer’s cheek to his thigh.
‘So,’ she breathes, the pall from their prior conversation vanishing into the night with her light, playful tone, ‘constellations?’
He chuckles beside her, the sound low and warm in her ear. ‘Not what you humans make them out to be.’
She fights the urge to roll her eyes at his ‘you humans’, and asks, intrigued, ‘No Big Dipper?’
‘No.’ He clicks his tongue. 'But there is a Big Pecker somewhere.’
She glares at him. ‘You drew a dick in the sky?’
His lips spread into a proud grin. ‘And a pair of boobs, if you have a little imagination.’ He points to a distant spot above them. ‘Those seven points there, the brighter ones—they form a symbol in my mother tongue. A message for my dear twin.’
‘Oh?’ Lucifer rarely ever speaks of, much less in the celestial language. It’s another part of his past Chloe hasn’t learned much about. But hopefully, over time, she will.
‘Yes, it means… how would you say?’ He thinks for a second—or pretends to—and eventually concludes, ‘Cunt, I believe, would be the appropriate translation.’
This time, Chloe doesn’t resist rolling her eyes—because nothing about that is ‘appropriate’. Maybe except for the fact that it was directed at Michael.
‘I know,’ he says, like he’s reading her mind. But he really isn’t, because he follows up with, ‘An insult to the temple of pleasure I value more than any other organ.’
Having met the guy, Chloe doesn’t disagree; Michael definitely lives up to more vile name-calling than ‘cunt’. (Also, she's pretty sure Lucifer is wrong about it being his favourite body part. She’s pretty sure the organ he values more than any other is his own Big Pecker, because she’s seen the way he looks at himself in the shower, and all the other places she finds him naked; the vain idiot is practically obsessed with his own meat. Not that she blames him.) But before she has the chance to tell him that, he says-
‘You have to forgive me. I was only a couple of thousand years old.’ There’s a glint in his eye, and Chloe can’t help but laugh, because it’s true what Linda said; he really is the oldest, most immature person in the world.
Chloe tells him as much.
He simply smirks in return. ‘I may be old, Detective, but I’m more vigorous in bed than any mortal man, old or young, and you know it.’
It only proves her point, about him being immature, and obsessed with his penis. But frankly, Chloe does know it, and for once, she feels like stroking his ego (among other things). So she grabs him by the hand, leads him into the car, onto plush leather, onto her, and as the stars twinkle and gleam above them, they put that vigour of his to good use.
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“How does a moment last forever? How can a story never die? It is love we must hold onto -- Never easy, but we try. Sometimes our happiness is captured; Somehow our time and place stand still... Love lives on inside our hearts and always will... Minutes turn to hours, days to years, then gone, But when all else has been forgotten, Still our song lives on...”
~“How Does a Moment Last Forever? (cover)” by Celine Dion
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tw: character death, funerals, grief
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The kelpie known as Ru Ollivander always knew their time on Earth would be fleeting -- at least, in comparison to the human witches and wizards they’d ended up living alongside. It was the main reason Ru had such a passion for photography, animation, and moving pictures. The thought of capturing a single moment and making it last beyond that moment...making it possible to relive that moment over and over again, as many times as one wanted...it was meaningful in a way Ru couldn’t quite put into words. 
And so over the years, the eccentric, blunt kelpie -- never the best at expressing themselves in the way more upright, classy humans did -- captured as many memories as they could of the things they found most remarkable about the Wizarding World they’d entered. They sketched the rows upon rows of disgusting-looking ingredients in jars set up in the Potions classroom. They took pictures of the way the moon looked from the Astronomy Tower after a thunderstorm. They made animations of how Venomous Tentaculas and Mandrakes grew, compressing entire months into mere seconds. And, of course, over the years, Ru used their cinematograph, Aeroscope, and other cameras to film the humans who had become most important to them -- their best friend, Galen Stagg @cursebreakerfarrier​​; their fellow Ravenclaw and Galen’s eventual other half, Siobhan Llewelyn @kc-needs-coffee​; and their “keeper”-turned-muse-and-life partner, Estrid Soelberg @thatravenpuffwitch​​. 
One morning, however, in the 1930′s, Estrid returned to the cottage she shared with Ru from a trip to the market to find the entire place in disarray. A table had been overturned, Ru’s camera was knocked over on its side, and a drawer of photographs had been pulled out, its contents spread out all over the floor. Alarmed, Estrid rushed to find Ru -- when she did, she found them on the floor, in full kelpie form, looking very restless and distraught as they huffed and puffed through their nose and mouth. Estrid hurriedly rushed over and bent down, trying to help, but it soon became clear what the problem was.
Ru couldn’t change form. They couldn’t transform themselves out of their real appearance. ...They couldn’t turn into a human anymore. 
The realization overwhelmed Ru. As much as they always knew the day would come, it wasn’t any less devastating. They’d never have hands again. They’d never have legs or feet again. They’d never speak properly again. They’d never be able to take any more pictures, or make any more movies, or make improvements to their cameras, or draw any more sketches or animations. They’d never be able to visit Galen’s classroom anymore for his lectures. They’d never be able to exchange any more friendly swears with Siobhan over a game of Wizard’s Chess. ...They’d never be able to comfort Estrid again...never be able to stroke her hair and hold her until she stopped crying...never be able to play her film reels of her grandfather, or plant flowers in the garden with her, or dance with her in the rain...they’d never be able to tell her how much they loved her.
The kelpie’s eyes fell toward the ground, darkening, as they flooded with tears. Those tears streaked down their long face in cold, deafening silence. Estrid, who’d almost never seen Ru cry in all their time together, found herself struggling not to break down completely herself as she threw her arms around Ru’s snout and hugged them, resting her face in their overgrown seaweed mane. The two sat together on the floor for what felt like hours, crying and cuddling as best they could, Ru pressing their soft nose into Estrid’s cheek and the crook of her neck and Estrid kissing their nose and the top of their head. 
Estrid wrote to the Staggs to pass along the news. Galen pretty much dropped everything to be by his friend’s side -- the magizoologist had always had a particular talent for speaking to magical creatures, and it had never been more useful than in those final weeks of Ru’s life. It seemed that what upset Ru most out of everything was that they’d had a project they hadn’t been able to finish. It was an incomplete film reel they’d stored under their and Estrid’s bed for the last year, taking out and working on only whenever Estrid wasn’t home. 
Galen had made as if to go get it, but Ru had snatched his sleeve in their teeth and pulled him back so he couldn’t leave their side.
“Not yet,” they were clearly saying. “It’s not time. Please, not yet.”
Reluctantly Galen respected his friend’s wishes. 
Within a month of them being unable to change back into a human, Galen and Siobhan received the owl they’d been dreading. Ru had passed the previous night, Estrid by their side all the way up until the end. 
As per Ru’s wishes, their funeral service was very small. They were laid to rest beside the small pond behind their and Estrid’s cottage -- Galen knew that kelpies’ bodies tended to decompose quickly, leaving only the seaweed of their manes behind at the bottom of the seafloor. There wasn’t a dry eye during the modest ceremony.
On Galen’s prompting, Estrid went to their room and fetched Ru’s unfinished project from under their bed. Inside the box holding the film reel were hundreds, maybe thousands of old photographs and drawings, many of which Galen, Estrid, and Siobhan had never seen. Some featured Hogwarts, from different angles; some were of the places they’d been to, or the creatures they handled, or the food they ate, or just cool and random things they only half-remembered. Most of all, though, the pictures were of them...and a small fraction, toward the very front, were of Ru themselves. 
It was incredible, just looking through the pictures. Forty years of memories were compiled together, documenting not just the changes in those years, but the advancement in Ru’s talent as an artist. The newest pictures were so much clearer and more life-like -- the magical ones moved with such clarity -- the drawings were more refined -- the animations more complex. The pictures placed side-by-side were an animation unto themselves: a beautiful montage of time, like a blooming flower. 
Siobhan was the one who knew Ru’s equipment well enough to work out how to set up the projector so they could play the incomplete film reel. The beginning featured Ru as the three remembered them -- very long, wavy black hair, bright blue angled eyes, and diamond earrings, dressed in a dark violet velvet suit and vest with no collared shirt underneath and a gold and emerald necklace around their neck. They were smirking right at the camera, but it seemed to be a bit strained. 
“Hi, Estrid. Galen...Siobhan...reckon you’re both here too. You are the only one who could ever figure out how to work the projector, Sha.”
They cleared their throat, snorting through their nose before continuing. 
“...I’ve...recorded this a few times already, trying to get it right, but...well, I’ll just be straight. This morning...I had trouble creating my daddles.”
They held up their right hand and flourished the fingers in explanation. 
“I woke up with hooves and it took me about a minute to conjure up my fingers. I didn’t tell you, Estrid, since I knew it’d only make you worry, but...well, I know I’ll only be doing more of that, soon.”
They forced a stronger smirk.
“So I decided to make this for you. It’s a compilation of our lives...one that you can hopefully play, when you need to remember. When you need to get away from the present, and run back to the past for a bit. Watch it every time you feel the urge to drink -- and then push away that urge.”
The moving image of Ru was replaced with the pictures, movies, drawings, and animations the three had seen in the box, overlaying Ru’s voice as they continued.
“When I first started disguising myself as Rudolph Ollivander, all I cared about was living in the moment. But the thing I found so amazing about being human was this instinct you all have to try to make moments last long after they’re over. Considering how long you all live, and therefore how short my existence is in comparison, I loved the thought of making something last. Something I made last. I wanted to plant some seed that would grow into something that would keep growing long after me. But it didn’t take me long to realize that even if I took great photographs, or made beautiful films, or made the best magical camera in the world...it didn’t matter. Because I didn’t have a family who would tend to my garden, after I left it. I didn’t have a family who would keep the things I’d made, and pass them on, and share them with the world. ...I didn’t have a family who would pass on my legacy. After Hogwarts, it’d be a lot harder to hide what I was from the world...and once everyone knew the truth, I would undoubtedly be alone again. It was something I knew was inevitable, really, so it didn’t break me or anything...but me leaving something lasting behind was still a dream I knew would never come true. And I won’t lie, that hurt like shit.
“But then, somehow...somehow or another, I ran into you, Estrid. I was steamed as all get-out when we first met, mind you...but I don’t think I’ll ever be more grateful for anything than you stopping me from eating that first year that day. The bridle you put on me? I hated it. I had to stay in one form for almost eight whole years, and that was a real pain in the arse. But as I told you before, over time, I found I didn’t mind so much. Kelpies don’t stay in one form because changing forms helps us survive. It keeps us safe and keeps any other creatures from getting close enough to eat or trap us. And sure, I couldn’t change form...but I wasn’t exactly trapped. Hogwarts was a fun place to be. There was a lot to learn and do and get into, and there were all sorts of rules to buck and dozens of lick-spittles to give a good arse-kicking to. And better still...there were even some humans that were fun to be around.”
The pictures all started to reflect Galen -- at the piano, with a tree of bowtruckles, laughing at a joke -- Galen and Ru running down the lane away from the Shrieking Shack --
“There were ones who were gentle. Pacifistic and wussy, yeah, but also...well, kind. Good at expressing their feelings and making others feel stronger. Good at being brave without being loud or obnoxious. Good at being a friend, to someone who didn’t know anything about friendship.”
The pictures then started to add Siobhan, often alongside Galen, but also on her own, or even with Estrid and Ru.
“There were ones who were clever. Too proud for their own good and prone to overthinking things that are really quite simple...but brilliant, and witty, and a blast to be around. Someone who you can share your interests with and know they appreciate them.”
The pictures then shifted over to Estrid with braids in her hair -- Estrid sitting by the pond in their garden -- Estrid dancing -- 
“And...there were ones who could change you...more than you ever thought possible.”
The pictures abruptly cut off -- Ru’s face returned to the projector. They were still talking to the camera, but it was clear they hadn’t intended for their face to be seen, as they weren’t looking straight at the lens anymore. 
“A ‘keeper,’ who became a friend, and then a muse...and then something more. An equal and a partner...someone who makes you unafraid of the future and how fleeting life is, who actually makes you think that your life makes a difference. Who teaches you more than any book, without even trying. Someone patient, and brave, and compassionate...who never tries to stuff the silence full of worthless words...whose beauty masks a greater one underneath, one that few people ever are fortunate enough to see...”
Ru’s eyes on screen had begun to flood with tears. They closed their eyes and breathed in and out through their nose to try to get a rein on their emotions.
“...Estrid...my whole life, I wanted to leave something behind that would outlive me. That thing isn’t just my pictures, or my films, or my drawings -- it’s you. You are my legacy. You and Galen and Siobhan...you are the wonderful thing I’ll leave behind. It breaks my heart that I’ll have to...and it breaks my heart more, knowing I can’t make sure you all remain as you are, in this moment. Healthy. Successful. Stupid and happy and full of life.”
They forced a smile even as their electric blue eyes overflowed with tears that streaked down their face. 
“I don’t have a family to make sure you all last beyond me...but I do have you. So, for me...I need you to tend to my garden. I need you to maintain my legacy -- by maintaining yourself. I need you to live, and heal, and grow, and do everything I can’t do...”
Ru was unable to keep themselves from breaking down into sobs. They bowed their head, clutching onto their own hair as they vainly tried to keep their voice steady. 
“Don’t throw your time away. Don’t throw your lives away. If you do, I’ll never bloody forgive you!”
For the next minute they took a few stabilizing breaths, sucking in air shakily through their nose and mouth. 
“Damn it...” they hissed under their breath. “Now I have to cut this...”
They swallowed, wiping the tears from their eyes with both hands. The tears left tracks on their face even as they forced themselves to return their focus to the camera. 
“...Make every moment count...and when you can, make that moment last forever.
“I realized, when I was looking through my old pictures, that I’ve never really taken many pictures of me. I guess in the moment, I really was a lot more focused on capturing everything I saw, rather than myself. So here are some pictures I took more recently that have me in them. Hopefully you can use them to imagine me behind every picture I took earlier, of all of you. Even though I probably wasn’t smiling or anything...I’m sure you know I was enjoying myself, right? ...I did enjoy myself a lot, with all of you...”
They forced another smile, even though the tears on their face still shone in the light from the next room.
“I remember you once said, Galen, that you could see the love in the pictures I take. I still don’t really know what the hell that’s supposed to mean...but I reckon you bringing up love made some sense. I did love taking those pictures, every one of them -- and more than that...I learned about love, through the people in those pictures. So thank you. Thank you for loving me...and for teaching me so much. And even when this film reel’s obsolete, and my pictures are ruined, and my drawings fade...don’t stop doing things that are worth remembering. Keep making more memories. I know I’ll never forget you -- all you have to do now is make sure the rest of the world won’t either.
“So live. Live, and learn, and love. Make today last forever.” 
When Ru’s film reel finally ended and faded to black, Galen, Siobhan, and Estrid were all in tears. Galen was clinging to his wife, his face buried in her hair and his hands clutching at the back of her dress as he sobbed. Siobhan herself had her eyes shut tight as she held Galen in return, unable to contain her own grief. Estrid was holding herself, tears streaming from her hazel eyes still staring at the blank projector screen where Ru had been smiling moments earlier. She closed her eyes, her hands covering her face as she cried silently. 
The grief in the room was overwhelming, and yet Ru’s final unfinished present tapped into something at the base of the grief -- the deep, bottomless love they all felt. For as blunt and stubborn as Ru could be, the depth of their feelings was undeniable. They didn’t want their loved ones to despair -- they wanted them to remember, yes, but not languish in the memories...to live with an eye on the past and feet walking toward the future. Ru knew the grief Estrid had gone through when she’d lost her grandfather, and had tried so hard to give her something to help her through her grief again even when they weren’t there to physically support her.
And so over the years, Siobhan, Galen, and Estrid maintained Ru’s legacy. The three lived their lives to the fullest and worked to make sure that no one forgot about all of the advancements Ru had made in the world of wizarding photography. Galen used Ru’s old film reels of magical creatures in his classes; Siobhan took even more pictures of her own; and Estrid fought to ensure Ru’s work was put up in wizarding museums and exhibitions all over Europe, as a testament to her partner’s talent and dedication. 
A man has no control who lives, who dies, and who tells their story...but the ones who they love in life, and who inspire them in death, are the most precious legacy they can leave behind. 
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Firen Lhain:  Chapter 805:  King: Part III / III
Cinder laid on a relatively comfortable patch of scruff, with Jaune, less his armour, kneeling beside her. He breathed in deep. "Are you ready?"
"I really have no idea."
"I can feel your Aura." Jaune stated. "I'm going to use it to heal you, so, try to think about that."
"If I knew how to heal myself, I wouldn't need you." Cinder snapped. "I mean?.."
"Ssh." Jaune said to her, "Try to relax, and try to accept me."
"Do we really think this is going to work?" Emerald asked, and Mercury just looked on. He met her gaze,
"It worked in Haven."
"Will you children be quiet?" Cinder snapped. "I'm sorry."
"Did she just apologize?" Mercury asked.
"Please?" Jaune asked, as his Aura started to glow, a white, yellow, golden glow. It started as a faint halo before turning brighter. It flowed down his arms, until Cinder started to flow as well. First the glow of Jaune's Aura, but soon after the glow of her own. She lifted her left arm and thought it over. She had forgotten what her own Aura looked like. For so long she had relied on her Maiden or Grimm powers, that her own Aura seemed liked a distant memory. She then started to feel burning in her Grimm arm and Grimm eye. It wasn't pain, as Humans would normally perceive them, but it felt like burning without the pain. It was getting more and more intense. Cinder felt herself being overwhelmed by it.
"Is that what it felt like?" Blake asked.
"Not that I know what she's feeling?" Weiss asked, "But for me, it was... more welcoming, inviting, like a warm hug enveloping every part of you."
"Jaune's hugs do feel like that." Ruby stated.
"I am thankful that I finally get to enjoy them." Weiss stated. "In my greatest moment of despair, it felt like my greatest moment of hope."
"That's what my eyes felt like." Ruby added.
"I was falling down a precipice, and Jaune's hand and heart reached out to catch me. I was lifted up from my despair, into his warming arms. I am terribly ashamed of how I thanked my saviour."
"Will you guys, please?.." Jaune asked, and Weiss stood up at attention, the group quickly silencing. "I really have no idea how I'm doing this."'
Weiss pressed against him from behind, "You are doing wonderfully, Jaune-dear." she stated, and kissed him on the cheek from behind. This seemed to renew Jaune's vigor as he pressed on. Cinder was lost in the intensity of the emotions. It took everything Emerald had to not jump over and help her. While Mercury seemed more grounded, he too fought everything he had to destroy the man assaulting his boss. The two sat there and watched at what looked liked pain, but not pain, on Cinder's face.
* * *
Cinder awoke with a start. She found herself in her bed, in their floor on the tower. She was in her underwear. Simply sitting up seemed to use up what was left of her stamina, and so quickly laid back down. Mercury uncertainly stared at her from his bed, across the room while Emerald rushed over to her side. She grasped one of Cinder's hands. Cinder's other hand found her face and gently craddled it.
"How do you feel?" Emerald asked.
"I feel?" Cinder asked her, and paused, as she heard herself speak. Not the harsh, gravelly tone from earlier, but the delightful singsong voice she had from before Beacon. No, somehow it seemed even sweeter. She looked over to the hand Emerald held, and it was her left hand, her real left hand. The one she had before. Her gaze glossed over before drifing to the ceiling and then back downa gain. She looked Emerald in the eyes, "Tell me?.." she asked.
"It's beautiful." Emerald lovingly said to her, and she felt something in return, something she thought she had never actually felt. Her left hand cradled Emerald's face and her right hand clutched her heart. She paused for a moment before her gaze refocused.
"And, him?.." she asked.
"Tuckered himself out." Mercury stated, "Nearly passed out. His, uh, wives had to carry him away."
Cinder struggled to sit up, only to have Emerald gently grab her shoulders and push her back down. "You're healed." Emerald said to her, "Just relax, just let yourself relax. Let us take care of you. We'll be free."
With this Mercury scoffed. "We just painted a giant crosshair on our back."
"Like we didn't have one before." Emerald snapped at him.
"WORSE - THAN - BEFORE!" he shouted.
"Please?" Cinder weakly asked them, and the two of them stopped. "Once my body is back, we can decide what to do, but for now, let's just relax, let's enjoy ourselves."
"How long are we going to stay here?" Mercury asked her, and Emerald quickly glared at him.
"I honestly don't know." Cinder stated, "I almost believed this day wouldn't come. I doubted we could even earn his trust." She then looked up at the ceiling, letting her eyes lose focus.
* * *
Jaune's eyes opened up. He sat up just enough to look around their bedroom and saw pretty much everyone else there. He then slumped back down. "If everyone's here?.." he asked, and paused to catch his breath, "Who's watching Neo?"
* * *
Raven as a raven stood on a crate and glared at Neo whom glared back at her.
* * *
Jaune blinked his eyes and looked around again. Weiss and Yang were right next to his bed, eagerly wanting to help him. Ruby and Blake were further, Ruby looking on nervously, Blake solemnly. He turned his head to see Nora and Ren against a wall. He weakly smiled at them before his head slowly turning back to see Aurora there. "Hm?" he asked.
"Jaune-dear?" Weiss eagerly, nervously asked him.
"Is, um, Ilia naked?" he asked. A wall started to change colour, and as he turned his head he saw Ilia walking towards him. He slumped his head back down.
"I will remind you that you did give her permission to..." Weiss tried to say.
"I know..." Jaune sighed, "I honestly count on her stalking me."
"It has, you know, saved you." Ruby stated.
"A few times..." Jaune moaned. "Man, body hurts."
"We can help you with that." Yang salaciously said, causing Weiss to let out a loud huff.
"We will do no such thing until he has properly recovered!"
Blake stepped forward, "We can wait a few days until the castle starts shaking again."
"Friend-Jaune?" Penthesilea asked, causing him to groan again.
"Yes, Pen?" he moaned.
"Estimated full recovery will likely take two days from this point." Penthesilea said, and Jaune let out an affirmative groan. "Do you believe it was worth it?" Jaune let out another affirmative groan. "I have no more questions. I do have a statement. Your control over your Aura has improved considerably. You should be proud of your progress." Jaune let out another affirmative groan.
"He is magnifiscent." Weiss said with glee.
"Indeed." Aurora added, causing Yang to glare at her.
"I have made my intensions clear." Aura said to her with a smile.
"You... have..." Yang voiced.
"Is there anything we can do for you, Jaune-dear?" Weiss asked.
"I could..." he groaned, "use someone to cuddle." He saw Yang move, and by the time he had turned his head she was down to her underwear. Ruby Petal Burst next to the bed as Yang climbed in.
"Easy, Ruby." Jaune groaned, "You all... get cuddle time..."
"We had better." Blake stated. There was a pause before Jaune's stomach growled.
"I'm also really hungry." he groaned.
Aurora took a step forward, "Mr. Xiao Long has invoked his dad priviledges to cook us dinner."
"He'd probably want you to call him dad." Blake said with a smile.
"Well, yes," Aurora said with glee, "but I am a minion, and therefore Mr. seems more appropriate."
Nora then raised her hand, "Does that mean we can't call him dad?"
"Maybe he should adopt you." Blake said with a wide grin.
"Would he?!" Nora asked, and Jaune quickly sat up with a groan.
"You guys are my minions. I wouldn't give you up for the world." Jaune said, as Yang sat up, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
"You charmer, you." Nora said, "But I've got Renny."
Jaune slumped back on the bed, Yang helping him back down before cuddling into him again. "As minions." he stated. "Still not giving you up."
"Even should we choose to flee?" Ren asked, and a couple tears appeared on Jaune's cheeks.
"If you wanted to go."
"Oh, shit, he's crying." Yang said. Ren wanted to say something, but tears were flowing down his cheeks.
"We mean that much to you?" Nora asked between sniffles.
"Of course you do." Jaune stated. He groaned as he sat up. This time Yang tried to help him up before hugging him from behind again. "You know what? I REALLY didn't want a noble house and whatnot, but now that I've got a home for us all to stay in, I'm not giving it up."
"Even naked butt?" Yang asked him, causing Jaune to look at her.
"Knowing she's stalking me," he said, "is comforting."
Ilia momentarily lost control of her camouflage, changing between pinks, reds, and whites, before returning to her normal colouration.
"And Little Bit?" Yang asked.
Jaune tried to lay back down, and once again Yang helped him.
"Imagine us bumbling around to do what she does?" Jaune asked.
"Weiss could do it!" Ruby eagerly said.
"All of it?" Blake asked.
"Okay, maybe?.." Ruby asked.
"I am nearly useless in the ktichen." Weiss stated.
"Nearly?" Blake said as she slipped up behind her, wrapping her arm around her waist.
"I have... learned... to be of some use..." Weiss said with quiet giddiness.
"She always makes really good coffee." Yang stated.
"Indeed." Weiss asserted.
"Aurora is a minion worth dying for." Jaune stated.
"What about us?" Nora asked.
"Of course you guys are."
"And myself, Friend-Jaune?" Penthesilea asked. Jaune lifted his head up to look at her, before dropping it back down.
"Sure."
"Penthesi... y..." Ruby voiced, "Is a minion?"
"Isn't it awkward?" Nora asked Yang, "to do that with a guy with antlers?"
"You're just jealous." Yang replied.
"You apparently don't know how limber Ren is." Nora replied.
"I don't know, why not?" Jaune asked, "Does Penthesilea want to be a minion? I mean, at this point, we might as well build an army."
"I had not considered this?" Penthesilea asked, "But I did wish to fight alongside my friends."
"We can talk about this after Jaune-dear has had a chance to recover." Weiss stated.
"You just want him all to yourself." Yang said from the bed, causing Weiss to scoff.
"Perhaps?" Weiss asked.
"Why don't we leave Freezerburn as bed warmers?" Blake asked.
"But?" Ruby exclaimed, and Blake turned towards her.
"We can have our turn later."
"Oh, right." Ruby replied.
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cherrywoes · 3 years
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AAAA YES- I have been waiting for this opportunity haha! May I ask for just a soft moment between the reader and (now known as) Shion? I’m absolutely enamoured by their relationship and I just want to see the two maybe cuddle a bit and act disgustingly domestic. I wouldn’t mind either headcanons of how they generally act around each other maybe even a small story of maybe 2k ish words? Whatever you’re comfortable with!
Tbh I’m just looking forward to learn more about Shion and his mannerisms TT I hope you have a wonderful day and take care!
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a/n: haha i was waiting on this to show up! <3 i did both the small story and the headcanons (at the end) so i hope you enjoy! this ended up around 3k so i’m pretty happy with the result. you have a wonderful day as well! for those of you who don’t know who ama-no-kagaseo/shion is, he’s an oc from my jjk fic dark sun. 
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of custard buns, apples, and mandarin oranges.
— ama-no-kagaseo (shion) + reader.
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It was a quiet day for you today. There were no assassins, no awful weather to rain on your parade (quite literally, might you add), and, somehow, Sayaka would not be at your side today. Something about a first grade Curse had pulled her away for the day, sending her to the countryside—a place not known for its Curses—for the time being. You weren’t sure why Gojou couldn’t do it, since he was perfectly capable of going himself, but you weren’t going to ignore the chance that this brought you.
You were going to make pastries.
“Pastries?” Ama-no-Kagaseo (Shion, now, you needed to remember) materialized at your side, so close that he was practically leaning on you. He was oddly more in tune with your thoughts than usual after you’d given him that name, or something had changed—more specifically, his attention revolved around you more than anything else now. While that malevolent nature still crept out at times—never to you, but to nearly everyone else on the campus—it was subdued, and he appeared almost docile though you knew that was far from the truth. “I’ve never seen you make them before.”
His innocent curiosity of everything you did was endearing, to say the least. Having never taken interest in human pursuits before, he was set on learning everything you did even if he had no true want to learn it in the first place. He learned it because, through that activity, whatever it may be, he was closer to you, and therefore, in his mind, any time spent being close to you was precious time to him. Being a god and immortal, time that was considered anything other than ‘boring’ was important to him, however, most of it being linked back to you could be a very deadly double-edged sword… for other people, perhaps.
With a smile, you shook your head and held up an index card with the recipe for coconut custard buns. It was one of your favorites, something Sayaka had always bought for you when you were younger and had a notorious sweet tooth, and you’d been craving it recently. But without any way to contact her while she was off on a mission, you were left with only one other option: to make them yourself. You’d discovered the recipe (admittedly, you’d been snooping at first) in a magazine that had belonged to Gojou at some point. It had been left in the common rooms and, well, you considered it free game if he had just left it there when he was done with it.
“That’s because I haven’t,” you replied with a small laugh. You could feel his question burning into the side of your face without even having to look over at him. If you did, you would see a slightly pleading expression on his face, followed by the faint bunching of his brows because Amatsumikaboshi did. Not. Plead. But for you, he most likely would and that was all that mattered. “Yes, you can help me make them, Shion.”
He lit up like a light at the sound of his name. You’d been struggling to remember to call him that and not Ama-no-Kagaseo or Amatsumikaboshi, having done so for years beforehand, so breaking a habit like that was difficult for you. There was a set preconception to those names; all the higher ups saw him as was the malevolent, admittedly vicious god who would see them all destroyed if he had his way, but this was not ‘Amatsumikaboshi’—at least not to you. You’d seen several sides of him in the past few years, but this one—excited, happy even—was the one you liked the most, even if you were fond of both aspects of his godhood.
In his adult and personal form, he looked almost like a giant, overeager puppy—dragon, you thought, at a second glance, peering at the horns poking out over strands of white hair—at the idea of helping you cook. Which, to most people, might be bizarre in and of itself; what god would lower himself to cooking?
“What do they taste like?” He inquired, further leaning on you to the point where he was about to push you over. He wanted a glimpse of the index card, you thought, but then he rested his head on your shoulder instead. He was careful to avoid poking you with his horns and had his head situated at an odd angle that looked uncomfortable. “[Name]?”
“Hmm?” You hummed, pressing your mouth to the top of his head in a mockery of a kiss. He did this to you all the time, and now you understood why: it was extremely intimate, very close and comforting. He always smelled like an interesting mix of the ocean, some tropical flower that you had no name for, and almond oolong tea. It never changed, even when he was in a different form, oddly enough. You didn’t mind it. It was a very sweet, pleasing scent. “Oh, they taste like… custard and tangzhou bread, but I guess you wouldn’t know what that tastes like. You can try it and see if you like it, since you will be helping me.”
“Can we make them now?” He asked, shifting so he was looking up at the underside of your jaw and eyelashes. “I’m curious.”
“Of course.” You smiled and gently pushed a few strands away from his eyes so you could see them better. He’d always had pretty eyes, you’d thought, that seemed to shine with more knowledge than you could ever fathom. Now, though, they were focused on you, those slit pupils wide enough that you could see your reflection in them. As an afterthought, you leaned down and kissed his forehead, much in the same way he did to you when he thought you were napping. When you pulled away, you watched a pale blush creep up his neck and ears, which was just adorable. “But first, we need to make you blend in a bit.”
Confusion rolled across his face like a thundercloud. He stood and helped you to your feet when you struggled to get your legs out from under yourself, numb from sitting so long, and held your weight for a few moments while you waited for the blood to flow back into your legs. “Blend in?”
“Mhm.” You touched his horns and then pointed to his kimono. “I don’t think there’s anyone here right now, but in case someone comes in you’ll look like you’re just a sorcerer. If someone found out you could separate yourself from me like this, they’d report it to the higher ups and I’d be put back in confinement again.”
“No,” Shion said, and at first you thought it was to making him blend in. The scowl that appeared on his face was lethal. “I’ll kill them first.”
With a light laugh, you rose to your tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his cheek. It was almost like watching magic, the way his scowl turned into a pleased little smile. “You can’t kill everyone who finds out about you. Then they’ll get suspicious and know it was you.”
“You’re right,” he acknowledged, after a moment, leaning just a bit closer to you. “How will I ‘blend in’, so to speak.”
“Well…” You looked up at his horns, then his hair—which wasn’t all that strange, Gojou had white hair and Itadori had pink hair—and afterwards, his yukata. He could easily be mistaken as a member of one of the three clans and you could say he was replacing Sayaka for the day. You reached up and fingered his horns, surprised at how sharp the individual points were; they were almost like a deer’s horns. “Can you make these go aw—”
And just like that, they were gone, leaving you touching nothing but air.
“Right,” you mumbled, lowering your hand to pick up the astronomically long lengths of hair running down his back. It ended right at his hips, so you could, theoretically, just tie it into a bun and leave it like that. You’d seen plenty of Zen’in men wear their hair like that. “Okay, sit over here.”
You sat down on the edge of your bed and patted the floor with your foot. You retrieved your brush from the nightstand and waited until he was settled, then picked up a strand of hair and started brushing from the bottom to the roots. While they weren’t tangled, you didn’t want to cause him any kind of pain—could he even feel pain?—and gently ran the brush through his hair. He made no complaint and allowed you to continue sectioning off parts of his head, and obediently let you tilt his head this way and that so you could get the areas hanging over his shoulder.
When you were finished brushing it and making sure there weren’t any knots, you set down the brush and began combing his hair back with your fingers. He went entirely limp against your legs, a deep, rolling purr echoing from somewhere in his chest although you could feel it echoing in your shins. You’d heard him purr like that a few times before, usually when he was sitting in the sun of your window like a particularly lazy cat, but this was the first time he’d done it because of something you did. And it was unusually loud, as well, and you had to wonder if it was because he was starting to drift off.
You gathered the rest of his hair up, brushed out the parts that stuck out, and tied it off with a piece of twine you’d had lying around. You didn’t think he would appreciate wearing a sparkly blue ponytail—actually, he more than likely wouldn’t mind matching you. An idea for another day, then.
“Alright,” you said, resting your hands on his shoulders. The purring stopped and he stretched, lifting his arms above his head and popping almost every single bone in his back until he was done. Then he relaxed, head in your lap, and stared up at you. “What?”
Shion continued staring, golden eyes flicking over your face contemplatively. “You’re the most beautiful human in existence to me.”
Oh. You could just feel the blood rushing up to your face, hot and tingly. You stared down at him, mouth falling open in useless stutters, then closed your mouth and pressed your hands to your face. “I… Um…”
“You don’t need to say anything.” He reached up and gently nudged your arm out of the way so he could rest the pads of his fingers against your heart. “I can feel everything you do.”
You were hesitant to lower your hands, but at an encouraging pulse sent through your connection, you dropped them to your lap and cradled his face in your hands. It was moments like these where you had to wonder if Shion knew everything or what you only made obvious. He never said anything, if he did, so you supposed he kept to himself so you could say what you wanted to and nothing else.
The both of you stayed like that for a few moments, caught in an interesting limbo, until you remembered the whole point of making him look somewhat human in the first place.
“Alright,” you sighed, sufficiently calmed down enough that you could make sense of your words again. You patted his cheek softly in a gesture for him to get up. “Let’s go make those custard pastries, hm?”
The college kitchen was nothing to scoff at, but it was also everything you’d never had before. You had cooked before, of course, but not with anything super high tech. Luckily it was easy enough to figure out how to work the oven and you gathered the ingredients from the cupboards, setting them all down on a counter, and got to work.
Shion (even wearing an apron) helped you through every step, although you left the kneading and stirring to him since he was the god and you, decidedly, were not. He was happy to do whatever you asked of him and it was funny watching him get irritated with the ball of dough when you said it needed to rest before you could stuff it and cook it.
While you waited thirty some minutes for the dough to sit and rise, you retrieved a small bowl of fruit you had cut while watching him labor over the dough. It was mostly apples and mandarin oranges, both some of your favorites. You didn’t want to get your hands sticky so you used chopsticks to eat them, and offered an apple slice to Shion when he sent a curious glance at the bowl. He stared at it for a moment and then leaned down to take a hesitant bite of it, pulling away so you couldn’t make him eat the rest if he didn’t like it. You popped the rest in your mouth and watched his face for any sign that he didn’t like it, but when he finished chewing he nodded his head and gestured for you to give him another.
You spent the next thirty minutes like this, eating apples and oranges and offering some to Shion whenever he indicated he wanted another. He spent a lot of time savoring the flavors while you just ate one and immediately ate another, which you assumed came down to him never eating human food before.
When the dough finished rising, it took you no time to fill them and pop them in the oven with Shion’s help. With thirty five minutes more to wait, you sat down in a chair and Shion followed, standing behind you and wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
“Shion?” You asked, inching your head back to mimic the pose he had been in earlier. “Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.” He looked amused that you had to ask. “What is it?”
“Why do you always want me to wear kimonos?” You inquired. You’d always assumed it was to signify that you were his vessel in the most obvious way possible, but you’d also never asked him. You’d just assumed. “These ones specifically.”
“Ah.” He nodded and his eyebrows furrowed deeply in thought. “Before I was cast aside as a failed product, my mother—Izanami, as I’m sure you know—made a set of kimonos specifically for the one I would choose as a partner one day. She did this for all of my siblings, I believe. The originals are lost to time, so I made these in their fashion.”
“Oh.” You touched the hem of your kimono thoughtfully. “And these—they don’t remind you of your mother?”
“No.” Shion rested his chin on your head with a pleased sigh. “You wear them, therefore they remind me of you.”
And you had to say you didn’t mind that.
The custard buns were done after twenty minutes or so, so you parted from Shion and pulled them out of the oven to let them cool. Or, at least, that was your intention; Shion, foolishly or stupidly, you didn’t know, picked one up with his bare hand and you had to watch in disbelief as he took a bite of nearly scalding hot bread and custard and said ‘It’s good’.
“Shion!” You exclaimed, watching his eyes dart over to you over the custard bun in his hand. “That’s hot! You can’t just eat it like that—”
“Why not?” He interrupted, taking another bite as if just to spite you. “It’s not too hot.”
“For you, maybe,” you sighed, watching with envy as he polished off the rest of his bun in one go. “I have to wait for them to cool.”
He seemed to realize, belatedly, what he had done—or he felt your envy, at any rate—and frowned. He approached you and swept you into his arms, nuzzling his nose into the side of your head affectionately. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize.”
You exhaled through your nose and rubbed his back soothingly, indicating you weren’t mad at him. “It’s okay, Shion. Here, help me clean up while I wait for them to cool off and consider it forgotten.”
He nodded eagerly and, in the span of about two seconds, proceeded to use his curse energy to sweep everything back into the cupboards they had come from. You watched, dumbfounded, as the doors unlatched and opened to allow flour, sugar, and yeast to return inside and slam closed once he was done.
“That’s one way to do it,” you laughed and began packing the rest of the custard buns into a small box, holding your hand out for Shion to take. He took it willingly, falling in step beside you and following you back to your dorm room. “Did you like the custard or was it too sweet?”
“Mm…” Shion watched as you kicked off your shoes and opened the door to your room. “It was good. I preferred the fruit more.”
“I’m guessing you like natural sweets, then,” you guessed, opening the box. They were now pleasantly warm and not too hot for you, unlike Shion, so you took a bite and nodded in satisfaction. They tasted just like your memories, if not a little sweeter but you didn’t mind it. It wasn’t going to be a perfect imitation, after all. You finished your bun and closed the box so no more heat would escape and laid on your bed, careful not to allow Shion’s human body to flop to the side in his sling. You’d almost forgotten it was there, you’d been so occupied with him for the day, and you wondered how he felt about it.
“It’s an irritant,” he answered, following your thoughts. He joined you and snuggled up to your free side, your arm instinctively coming up to lower your hand to his cheek. Shion slung one arm across your stomach, just under the sling, and pulled you closer, intent on getting comfortable even at your expense. “That body keeps you prisoner to it, and I am not even within it—just linked to it.”
“You’re not in it?” You repeated, turning your head to look at him in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“Those Sukuna cultists ruined the ritual,” he replied nonchalantly. “Not that these people here know that. So you don’t have to hold it all the time; there are no repercussions unlike if they had actually completed it properly.”
“So…” You allowed a hand to come up and touch his human form delicately. “I could let your body lay next to me and I wouldn’t have to worry?”
“No.”
So you unhooked the sling from your shoulders, free of the weight for the first time in years, and held your breath as his human body rested next to you. Shion reached over you and tugged a blanket up and over you, his human body, and himself, finally comfortable.
“I wonder…” You stroked Shion’s cheek in thought, staring up at the ceiling while he drifted off, that interesting purr kicking up against your side. “Hmm.”
With a cursory glance at his human body, still deathly still as it always was, you turned your back to it and snuggled up to Shion, nudging your head under his chin and settling in for a nap.
Like all the times you had slept with him near, you felt, of course, at peace.
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headcanons:
shion and the reader are very close--and i mean very, very close, to the point where they freely share affection and (as indicated) their food. they are also very comfortable with each other as well, more than with anyone else in their lives.
shion’s natural curiosity extends to the reader and only the reader. so anything she does, he will most likely either a) want to participate or b) ask her about what she’s doing and if she likes it or not.
shion actually has a very bad habit of listening in on the reader’s thoughts and feelings even if she isn’t aware of it, which usually gives him a head’s up on her emotional state. while the reader doesn’t listen to his out of respect, she sometimes takes a peek, unaware that he does notice when she does.
shion’s purring comes from the fact that he does have a dragonic form. he does this when he’s at ease, or happy, both of which are shown in this drabble. it translates into his human form through an extra set of vocal chords.
the reader is shion’s favorite anything, and as such, he’s protective of her—perhaps too protective. shion is still a malevolent god and he still has those tendencies to become violent, and while he will never become violent with the reader (he doesn’t have the heart to even shout at her) that does not go for anyone else who is in her general vicinity.
shion has a little habit where he’ll instinctively want to be touching the reader, almost like a particularly clingy cat. sometimes he won’t, but most of the time he most absolutely will.
because of his origins as a formless god, he’s touch starved, which might not mean much because he’s a god, right? he had no affection from his mother and father, izanami and izanagi, so he knows nothing about love and affection, so when he gets it from the reader, he feels like he belongs, and thus, has no qualms about doing whatever is necessary to keep her safe.
shion doesn’t actually understand the emotions he feels. like referenced in the chapters, his emotional understanding is around that of a toddler’s—he knows what it is, can feel it, but he doesn’t understand the deeper meaning to them. he just knows they are there and acknowledges that they are caused by the reader. his logical understanding, however, is that of a god’s, and so he makes logical equations of his emotions instead, which can be quite the double edged sword.
shion is an intj-t.
shion can’t really taste anything synthetic, so he was lying when he said the custard was good so he wouldn’t hurt the reader’s feelings. :’)
that gif at the top perfectly represents shion’s reaction to being offered an apple slice. 
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24, 25 of sentences for Peggy carter x fem reader? 👀😊 I adored the last one!
um.. this wasn’t like how i usually write, but this is what came out. first off i’m SORRY for the ending i really am...
Peggy Carter x Reader (18+ a lotta no explicit descriptions but still very present themes)
prompts: “The kitchen is not a place for things such as this”, “you’re so pretty, what the fuck”
My Girl
Certain colours tend to bring out the brightness in Peggy’s eyes, always catching you off guard when you suddenly saw flashes of amber amongst the cold brown that usually stared back. It was in those moments you could see her humanity, a side you had been craving to find since first meeting her.
It was Steve’s idea to recruit Peggy, knowing she would be one of the few who could handle the mind-blowing advances without passing out in the street. Tony and Bruce had recruited the best minds from across the galaxy to piece together a machine that could bring the specialised Agent from her time.
Those minds included you, who was against the mission from the start. First, it might not work. Second, the chances of it working the first time were infinitesimal, but working a second time to send her home? Not only that, but what were they taking her away from? Would she even be able to help? Would she even want to?
And yet, they powered ahead anyway. Steve was insistent that he be there to greet her, to soften the blow of the whole ordeal, but everyone ruled against him. The shock could be too much, and most likely would be enough to render her unconscious and therefore useless for several hours.
Being one of the three non-males on the team, you each drew straws to see who would be the lucky person to welcome Agent Carter to the future. Steve was to stay out of sight for the entire mission, knowing within each of you it broke his heart to do so. But Peggy was important, you did need her, whether you wanted to admit it or not.
You were right about most of your concerns. In all honesty, you weren’t surprised, but you were devastated for the woman you now called friend. It crushed you when you slipped by her bunk one night to hear her sniffling, quickly detecting your presence and wiping her eyes.
‘Agent Carter?’ you called softly, hovering by the door.
It was too dark to see her moving about, until she stepped through the shadows and her weary face appeared. ‘Y/N, what are you doing up?’
‘Oh… I was thirsty,’ you lied, ‘are you okay?’
She nodded quickly, swiping a final stray tear from her cheek. ‘You don’t have to call me Agent Carter, darling, and you most certainly don’t have to lie to me either.’
‘I was raised to be as polite as possible when talking to superiors, ma’am.’
Her lips twitched into a smile, her hand reaching to your shoulder as she gently moved her thumb back and forth. ‘I think we could call ourselves friends now, which means you can call me my name.’
Gently placing her hand on your back, she guided the pair of you to the kitchen and sat you down at the counter before retrieving you a glass of cold water.
‘Are you going to tell me why you were crying?’ you asked, voice tinged with your usual awkwardness.
‘If you tell me about your nightmare,’ she countered.
‘The kitchen is not a place for things such as this,’ you replied, looking sadly down to the glass before downing the entire thing. 
Choking on the taste, you shot her a look. She grinned back, sliding the vodka into the fridge after pouring herself a glass. ‘Then come sit in my room and tell me.’
The pair of you talked for what felt like moments, only knowing it was hours when sun seeped in below her curtains. You were exhausted, nodding off beside Peggy as she knowingly lulled you with tales of battles she’d won. 
Knowing now that her only chance of going home rested on your shoulders, you somehow slept easier, determined to find a way to send her home safe, so she could live out the life she’d always been meant to. Problem was, with all the things she’d been exposed to, her mind would have to be wiped of the previous weeks.
You knew that, you told yourself that, so you had no idea why you showed up to her door again that night, something else on your mind. It seemed it was on hers too, her soft red lips meeting yours in a passionate exchange, the door closing behind you as you fell under Peggy’s spell.
She didn’t know she was going through all this just to forget you, but you didn’t want to let her go until you had something more solid to hang on to. Peggy tasted like caramel and chocolate, a desirous mixture your mouth couldn’t get enough of.
Peggy hadn’t considered herself that easy to fall in love with, her experiences beforehand always leaving her a suitor short. But you weren’t exactly a suitor, and she wasn’t exactly shy.
Her hands roamed your body, finding every switch that would make you squirm and grin, while you sucked along every inch of bare skin. More and more was revealed to you, every part of her as beautiful as the last. You couldn’t get her taste from your mouth, wanting more with every shuddered breath you dragged from her.
Peggy’s voice echoed in your ears as you brought her close, strong arms holding her in place as she struggled to find the energy to keep kissing you. She held out longer each time, a smile crossing your face as the rumours about her always besting herself were proven true.
A final long slow kiss made her melt into your embrace, chest heaving against yours as her fingers traced your sides to find your hand, something to hold onto. She fell quickly for the charms you aired, having her in moments. Asleep, legs curled around yours, head hovering over your heart, you knew you had to let Peggy go back.
Brushing the messy curls behind her ear, you leaned down to whisper into her ear. ‘You’re so pretty…’ you sighed, adding a final part, only for yourself to hear, ‘what the fuck... is wrong with me?’
Memory augmenter in hand, you kissed her forehead softly, and removed all thoughts of the future, and of you.
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