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greasygyeom · 4 years

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gigil | ten

pairing: Ten x Female Reader (Fluff)

words: 1.9k

warnings: might be disgustingly cute idk.

A/N: Gigil is a word used to describe the overwhelming feeling that comes over us when we see something cute.

At 1 am, with bare minimum noises in the background, save for a stray car zooming away in the distance and a blanket of stars overhead, Ten walked back to his apartment; feet dragging on the pavement, as they traced his displeasure along the way.

For the third night in a row he’d had to stay overtime at office, simply because someone else had been too lazy to finish their portion of work assigned to them.

Had it been any other day, he would have pulled through without feeling this level of annoyance. Any other week, he would not have complained; he liked working alone, when no one was around to disturb him and ask him stupid questions. But the fact that this was happening during the few days your schedule wasn’t as tight knit as usual, was really testing his patience.

He’d thought long and hard on whether he was being too dramatic about it, because it wasn’t like he never got to see you—your off days always had his name written on them—it was just that off-late he’d been wanting to see a lot more of you.

For him, dating you had started as a breezy ‘hmm I’ll see where this takes me, I’m not looking for anything serious’, but had quickly and quite irreversibly morphed into an intense whirlwind of ‘fuck, I might love her’ and at the end of six months it had rendered him dizzy.

He didn’t know when exactly he’d started to crave more of your attention, but on days it overpowered his entire existence. He wasn't yet used to the out of the blue pangs of wanting to hug you until you fell asleep in his arms, but he loved the warm and fuzzy feeling thoughts like these left him with.

On most days he could prioritise his work over his neediness for you. Today though? Today had been one of those days, where it had served as a roadblock between what he had to do and what he really wanted to do. Instead of being in bed, cuddled with you, watching a cute coming of age movie, he had to stay back and redraw the anatomy for a new character because some of his peers were incompetent.

Half an hour of brooding and a long silent walk later, he finally reached his building. On his last call you had already been yawning, so he assumed you were fast asleep and entered the apartment as quietly as he possibly could… only to find you lying on the floor.

His heart dropped down to his stomach as the worst, most horrible thoughts of you being injured and unconscious and him being too late in taking you to the hospital clouded his mind.

His panic lasted only about 30 seconds though, until he switched on the lights and it unravelled a completely different story.

You were passed out on the floor alright, but because you’d fallen asleep cuddling with his cat. He didn’t see the cat because your back was facing the entrance. Louis had fit himself comfortably in the crevice of your concave form, lying curled up, snug next to your stomach and was using your arm as a pillow.

Ten’s heartbeat slowed down with the realisation that you were indeed alive and okay and he breathed in a sigh of relief, giggling fondly at the sight of you two sleeping so peacefully; completely unaware of his presence.

He was kinda jealous of Louis, which was an insane thought, but he wanted in on what looked like a super cozy cuddle session.

Of course, he had to grab his phone and take some pictures first—how could he pass off this opportunity to stock up on some free serotonin. But as soon as he was done taking photos from every angle, he sat on the floor next to you, your back towards him, and rested his chin on your waist. It was a challenge to not kiss the sliver of skin peeking through, from between your shirt and boxers and an even bigger challenge to not wake you up.

He extended an arm to pet Louis, but the cat wasn’t having any of it.

Within minutes Louis was out of sight and reach and it was just the two of you, on the cold floor. With no cat to disturb, his attention naturally wandered over to you. It was too tempting to not kiss your bare skin. Your hands were tucked under your head, like a makeshift pillow; sooner than later you were bound to get uncomfortable—it only made sense to wake you up. It was definitely not because you looked too cute and he couldn’t stand not being able to squish you.

“Baby” he whispered softly, “Wake up.”

You stirred at the sound of his voice, pushing your body towards him, but not really moving.

He had the widest grin plastered on his face, just looking at you. “Let’s go to bed, you’re sleeping on the floor.”

You hummed in response, too lethargic to actually move and also just a scat annoyed.

When he stroked your cheek, you shivered under his touch, goosebumps forming all over your body. His touch was electric.

Feeling a bit smug about the reaction he just elicited out of you, he pulled your shirt up, just enough to expose your waist, and planted soft kisses alongside your ribs.

You squirmed with every kiss, until you were wide awake and sitting upright, fighting him off.

“Why why why” he giggled, as you pushed him away.

“Why!! Look at the tiiime.” You whined, not letting him have his way for the 800th time.

His face fell, “I know baby, I’m sorry. If it makes you feel better, I was really sulky the whole time I was there and not here.”

“No, that does not make me feel better.” You replied, “I don’t want you to sulk when you’re working.”

“Ayee you can’t have both.”

“Both what?”

“Be mad at me and not let me be mad at my work.”

“I’m not mad at you.” You pouted, crawling into his lap, “I just really missed you.”

There was something so soothing about your presence, something he couldn’t really explain. He held you tight and buried his head in the crook of your neck, taking in the faint vanilla-esque scent you naturally emanated.

“I missed you too, baby.”

You ran your fingers through his brownish-blonde hair, your heart skipping beats every time you felt his hot breath on your skin. You weren’t one to feel ticklish easily at all, except for under his touch. It was a phenomenon that perplexed you too. So when he slipped his hand under your shirt, to feel your skin, you shivered again.

He raised his head and gave you a knowing, smug smile.

God he was so infuriating with how attractive he looked when he smiled like that.

“You’re lucky you’re this cute.”

He grinned even wider. “Oh? What’s that? You think I’m cute?”

“Yeah, I think you’re very cute. What of it?”

The cutest laugh escaped his lips and he cupped your face, “I think you’re cuter, now please kiss me.”

He puckered his lips and in anticipation, closed his eyes, deliberately acting like a cringey young adult rom-com hero, but two could play that game, right?

You pecked him on his cheek instead.

His dramatic reaction sent you into a fit of laughter and the whole time you were trying to contain yourself, he was gazing at you as if nothing else existed in his world, with the goofiest, most endearing smile on his face.

He’d never told you he loved you—even though it’s all he’d thought about the past couple of days—partly because he was scared and partly because he didn’t want to scare you away.

But the way you made his whole being melt into a mush of happiness, made him not want to hold it in anymore.

“Hey,” he interrupted your hysterics in a serious tone, causing you to stop and look at him. You couldn’t match the intensity in his eyes, but it sparked a wildfire at the pit of your stomach.

“I love you”

Did you hear that right? Did he say he loved you?

“You what?”

“I love you.”

You beamed ecstatically. “Good, ‘cuz I love you too.”

“Oh thank god” he exhaled in relief, but before he could finish that sentence you had him caught up in a long, sweet kiss that knocked the wind out of his lungs.

In the dead of the night, you could only hear his soft moans as you bit and sucked on his lower lip. His hands wandered all over your body, grabbing and teasing you, while you focused on how he tasted like liquor and chocolate, without having any.

Everything about him was intoxicating.

“Let’s go in”, he signalled towards his room, when you finally parted away from him.

You looked delectable with your messy hair and slightly swollen lips. Ten wanted to devour you.

“Ohhhhh Mr. Lee why do you want to take me into your bedroom at 2:30 AM.. What are your intentions?”

“To show you how much I love you.” he seduced, “Will you let me?”

“I’ll let you do whatever you want, baby” you replied, getting up and holding your hand out to help him.

“I wonder what good deeds I did to have found you in my life.”

You rolled your eyes as you walked towards his room. “And I wonder the exact opposite.”

He gasped. “Is that how it is huh? I guess you’ll never find out how much I love you then.”

“Aww.” You chuckled, closing the distance between you, “It’s okay, I can show you right here how much I love you instead?”

“No, I can feel Louis looking at us and I’m not about to traumatise my son. So, I’m gonna give him some treats and be right in.”

“Fifteen minutes or I’m going to sleep.”

“I’ll take five.”

“You and I both know you need at least fifteen minutes with Louis.”

How does this woman know me so well, he thought to himself walking over to where his cat was perched.

“What do you think, Louis? Did I do the right thing” Ten whispered, nuzzling his nose in the fluffy fur.

Louis meowed.

“Yeah, I think so too. She’s really great isn’t she.”

Louis meowed again, making him chuckle.

While pouring some dry food in the bowl for his cat he realised he actually hadn’t eaten anything since afternoon, yet he felt full… full of this happiness and a kind of contentment that he’d never experienced before. He cringed at this disgustingly sappy thought and made his way back to you, into the bedroom.

You were sprawled on the bed, already asleep, not even having managed to get under the blanket.

“So cute”, he fondly murmured, as he got in bed too and encompassed you completely in a hug—his arms now wrapped around your waist and one leg overlapping both of yours.

You stirred, but he pulled you in closer,

“It’s okay, go back to sleep baby.”

He heard a little affirmative hum and you turned around to face him—eyes half closed—to give him a tiny peck on his lips and then hid your face in his chest.

You started falling back into your world of dreams and he fell right in with you, following you through a field of daisies, admiring your beauty as the sun glowed on your face; just like he would if you were awake. And tell you a thousand times over how beautiful he thought you were and love you and kiss you until you fell right back into his arms at the end of every night.

There was something so sweet about that feeling, it made you smile and you thought yeah… it seemed like a good way to spend the rest of your life.

#nct #ten #wayv #wayv fluff #nct fluff #nct scenarios #wayv scenarios #ten fanfic #nct fanfic #wayv fanfic #ten fluff #wayv soft hours #wayv drabbles #nct drabbles #ten scenarios #fr:ten

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abbacchiosbelt · 5 years

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Hello! I'm new with this type of stuff and saw requests are open and wanna try it out? Hope I'm not too late/rude! Request would be something like with la squadra guys, where their SO is a tall guy who loves to pick his bf(s) up and kiss them, or make them sit on his lap, catching them off guard and finding it cute to make them blush when kissing and hugging them? (not necessarily nsfw im new)

Risotto will be reserved about it at first,but he’s secretly very pleased to have such a tall and strong boyfriend. Eventhough you’re not as tall as Risotto, he likes that he doesn’t have to bend tofar to kiss you – and he enjoys the kisses you manage to sneak on him since youdon’t have to pull him down to reach his mouth. Being able to pick Risotto isextra impressive, considering he’s a wall of muscle – even he’ll stammer alittle when you sweep him up bridal style. He’s happy, too, to sit on your lapin private. It feels nice to be held and it makes him feel very relaxed.

Formaggio loves it, once he gets over his brieffit about being the short one in the relationship. Just don’t tease him aboutLittle Feet and he won’t care. He’ll always tease you with “Caro, can you getthat for me? I’m just so short” or “You can carry me, right? I’m tired!”Formaggio loves attention, so smothering him in kisses is a sure way to get himto laugh and maybe even turn a little red. He adores when you hug him frombehind – he likes feeling your arms wrap around him. Formaggio is very glad tobe the little spoon when you cuddle, most of the time. It’s comforting to him!

Illuso is rather tall himself, so a tallboyfriend is an attractive thought to him. When he met you, he was immediatelysmitten. Illuso gets flustered when you tip his head up to meet our lips, orwhen you put your hand on the small of his back. He’s always been the tall onein his relationships, and he likes the attention that comes with being shorter.He’s private – but feel free to kiss and hug him all you want in the Mirror World.Illuso likes to be picked up and spun around when he returns from missions andlikes it even better when you plant kisses all over his face. His favorite wayto spend time with you is to perch in your lap whilst you both watch TV andread.

Pesci is both intimidated and intrigued byyou. He’s a little confused that you wanted to date him out of allpeople… but he can’t deny how much he loves the attention you give him. Onceyou help Pesci build up his confidence, he starts to absolutely adore your hugsand kisses, and the way that you lift him off his feet just to kiss him. He’s atotal cuddle bug, so expect to be trying all sorts of cute positions to snughim in.

Prosciutto doesn’t make a big deal out of yourheight, but he does like the figure you strike next to him – he might beinterested in getting the two of you matching suits. In public, he doesn’t likemuch PDA. A peck on the cheek is enough for him. At home, though… he wraps hisarms around your waist and buries his head in your back, enjoying the warmthand comfort you offer. He blushes when you brush his braids out and dip him tokiss him – he may act a little aloof about it later, but he secretly loved itand wants you to do it more often. He’ll turn into a blushing mess if you pullhim onto your lap and kiss his neck.

Melone is draped over you like anaffectionate cat from the second you’re dating – he loves your height. He’sa shorter man, but he doesn’t really care too much. Still, he’s impressed byyour physique and may act a little dramatic like Formaggio, saying “Oh, tesoro,I can’t reach this?” whilst he bends up and bares his midriff to you. He’s noteasy to get blushing, but if you pick him up from behind as a surprise and kissat his neck, he’ll flush and bat at you gently to be put down.

Ghiaccio needs time to adjust – he hates theassumption that he has a complex about his height… but he is the shortestmember in La Squadra, and it pisses him off. Why the hell did you have to be sotall and handsome? He’ll reject affection until you’re in private. Even then, he’llslink around and pout until you slide behind him and pull him up into aspinning hug. He’ll shout and ask to be put down, but then he’ll turn red anddemand to be picked up bridal style. Ghiaccio likes to be the little spoon andhe especially likes to rest his head on your chest while he curls up on you.

Sorbet& Gelato showyou off like a prized pet, really. They drape on your arms and run their handsover your chest, exclaiming how tall and handsome their boyfriend is. Bothof them like to curl up against you on the couch and make a deal out of how smallthey are compared to you – everyone else just scoffs and leaves the roomeventually. Neither of them is the blushing type, but Gelato might flush if youpick him up. Sorbet makes you grab stuff on tall shelves while he checks outyour backside.

#jjba headcanons #la squadra #vento aureo #male reader insert #sfw #risotto nero #formaggio #illuso #pesci #prosciutto #melone #ghiaccio #sorbet #gelato #Anonymous #my writing

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joiedecombat · 5 years

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OCs Cuddle Tag

Rules: For each of your OCs, rate how cuddleable they are on a scale of 1-10.

I stole this from @a-muirehen! All numerical ratings are an almost completely arbitrary combination of Likelihood/Frequency of Hugs and Quality of Hugs, with occasional deductions for negative side effects, Raine.

Feel free to consider yourself tagged if you see this and want to rate your OCs on their huggability.

The SWTORs:

Maia Sunder (Jedi Knight): Doesn’t usually think to initiate, will probably be surprised and a little confused if hugged unannounced. Give her a couple seconds to process, though, and she gives good, supportive, reassuring hugs - and if she’s hugging you, you probably really need it right now. 7/10

Major “Greeneyes” Sunder (Trooper): A bit standoffish and not especially demonstrative with strangers most of the time, but with friends, children, or traumatized civilians in need of calming down, she’s surprisingly generous with big warm bear hugs (or the military equivalent, the steadying one-armed bro-hug). Secretly a little touch-starved, probably. 8/10

Mariyu (Jedi Consular): What is physical affection? Doesn’t initiate, likely to freeze up if hugged. May attempt awkward “there, there” pats on the back if the hugger seems deeply in need of comfort. 2/10

“Sabre” Raine Sunder (Smuggler): Actually really good at cuddly affectionate hugs, but you’ll need to check your pockets afterwards because she probably only did it to steal your wallet. Unwanted hugs from people she doesn’t know very well are likely to be met with a Dirty Kick. Overall, best not to risk it. 3/10

Meiyi Cadera (Bounty Hunter): Two modes. The majority of the populace stays at arm’s length; unannounced hugs are a great way to get punched, shot, and/or set on fire. With close friends and Torian, on the other hand, she’s super touchy-feely and cuddles with little to no provocation. 0/10 or 10/10 depending on which category you fall into, averaging out to 5/10.

Kashisa (Sith Warrior): Doesn’t hug a lot, but when she does it’s amazing. You can ask, but DO NOT INITIATE (unless you are Vette). 7/10

Michal (Imperial Agent): The hug itself isn’t an unpleasant experience. The amount of time you’ll spend searching for whatever she almost certainly planted on you in the process, however, is very completely not worth it. 1/10

Mari’asha (Sith Inquisitor): Extremely huggy, until she’s not. Best to wait for her to initiate, and be prepared to have her curl up in your lap like an affectionate cat until your legs threaten to fall asleep. Do not make her feel trapped (unless you really like Force Lightning). 6/10 hug at own risk.

Toshi’zou H’jkata (Bounty Hunter): Looks intimidating and aloof, actually super cuddly. Assuming you’re not a bounty he’s after and haven’t done anything to piss him off - and you will know if either of those things are true - you can probably hug with impunity. Casually physically affectionate with friends - possibly to the point of being overbearing. 9/10

BONUS non-SWTOR OCs:

Seishi Tamashiino: Good hugs, snug and steadying. Like Maia, if she’s hugging you you probably really needed it. 9/10

Rainer Harimann: What are you doing. Stop that. No. 0/10

Arashi Holmes: Basically no sense of personal space, but somehow almost always knows where the lines that shouldn’t be crossed are and refrains from stepping over them. 7/10

Seishi Tamashige (the remix!): Doesn’t really know how to respond to physical affection, but if someone needs it, she does her best. 6/10

Special Agent Alsandír: 99% ***Caution: Do Not Hug.*** The remaining 1% is that moment where his restraint finally snaps and he gloms on for dear life and nearly crushes the wind out of you. 2/10

#oc meme #ask me about my ocs #swtor #swtor oc #oc: maia sunder #oc: meiyi cadera #oc: toshi'zou h'jkata #the sunder legacy #et al

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jolienjoyswriting · 4 years

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Sonic - Random Encounters, Ch. 5-B

An alternate take on Chapter 5 of "Random Encounters," a Sonic the Hedgehog fan fiction story.

This extra chapter is what you get when you end up shipping two characters together during the writing process, but have no idea what to do with them, so you let things go wildly off-the-rails. That being said, it's very non-canon and, honestly, kind of trash. The actual "ship fic" I wrote, later on, is much less trash. (:

Word count: 6,453 – Character count: 37,169 Originally written: August 23rd, 2018

Following an eventful night, David finds himself joined by some very friendly company.

"Sonic the Hedgehog" and related characters and concepts created by Yuji Naka and © Sega Games Co, Ltd. Ruby Moon the Rabbit and "Coloris the Coloris" created by and © RubySp00n

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Daylight was shining through the broken part of David’s blinds and into his apartment, the morning that followed. And, as if to spite him, it was hitting him right in the face. He gave a little grumble, feeling stiff and irritable… Had he even slept? He had no idea… but, he intended to try again, whether the sun wanted him to or not. The floor was cold… but, the comforter was warm. Soft, too… And… wait. Why was it moving? Or… breathing…?

He tensed up, suddenly remembering how the previous night had ended. A peek under the covers confirmed what he thought he was feeling: Coloris was hugging him around the waist and sleeping soundly, her front pressed to his back. Her legs were also hugging his tail, which was snug against her own back. He didn’t remember doing that… But, before he could take a second to figure out how it had happened… he noticed something else – something to his front.

A glance down made him uncomfortably nervous. He wasn’t sure of when, much less how… or, why… but, there was a person wrapped in his own arms, that morning, hugging a pillow and sleeping soundly with their back to him. Even with the big, cream-colored ears a plush, red hair blocking his view… he knew it could only be one person… Ruby…?!

That morning… was filled with questions, for David. He knew Coloris had slipped under his comforter the previous night and hugged into him… he had some vague memory of her pulling his tail around her… and, he even remembered finally nodding off, after staying tense for what seemed like hours. But… he could not, for the life of him, remember Ruby joining them, much less come up with a reason as to why she was pressed against him instead of the other girl.

It was every guy’s dream. But, for some reason… he just wanted to…

“Wake up.” To the raccoon’s surprise, the girl at his back stirred and slid back. He could almost hear her blinking at him… before she snuggled close and happily murmured. “Nn… Fibe more minglends…” Too bad that the person he was actually talking to was being a little less cooperative. “Ruberry’s not a morning person,” the pixel-cat said after a cute little yawn. “‘morning, by the way!” “Uh…” “I’m not much for mornings, either… I like to spend all morning cuddled up in aaall the blankets! A nice, fluffy tail works, too!” David shivered as he felt a hand run over his. “But… gosh, I slept so good…! Thanks, for letting me sleep with you, Mr. David.”

It was an odd situation, having one girl invade his personal space while the other kept his arms hostage. He shouldn’t have felt tense… It really was a dream come true in a lot of ways! They were both so soft – especially Ruby – and warm enough to relax even the tensest of people. But… given that one of them was an egotistical, temperamental girl and the other was a kid with a death-touch… he just couldn’t let himself enjoy it. Still… he knew he’d curse himself out, later, for what he was about to do…

“C’mon,” he said, giving Ruby a nudge. “Up.” “Hrrn…” She squirmed and wriggled before rolling out of his arms and stole the entire comforter before curling into a blanket-ball… seemingly, on-purpose! Unfortunately… “O-oh…! G-gosh…” That had an effect on the other girl, too.

“I-it’s so chilly this morning, Mr. David!” Coloris noted, tightening her grip and squeezing herself closer. “Wish I had soft, snuggly fur and a fluffy tail to keep me warm!” That’s what she thought. But, honestly… “Wait. You’re… You are cold, aren’t you?” He was. Granted, he’d been too busy amusing himself by poking at the bunny-cocoon – which made funny, growling noises, every time he did – but… as he lay there… he was shivering. “I don’t think Big Sis is gonna be up, anytime soon.” The other girl hummed before casually suggesting, “Wanna cuddle in bed?” A bright blush crept up under David’s white facial fur. For a moment, he considered giving Coloris a straight answer of “No.” But… between the chill that was starting to set in and the fact that Ruby just plain would not cooperate… he was starting to reevaluate his position.

“Mr. David?” The cat-girl gave another blink as she watched David roll over. A moment later, she brightly smiled and pulled him inward, happily returning the tight, loving hug he’d given her. “S… sorry…” he nervously whispered. “Cold…” “You sure are!” she giggled. “Poor baby… Let’s get you under some nice, warm covers!”

With some difficulty, the two had gotten up and made their way to the couch-bed, early that morning. David sat at the edge and kicked off his shoes while Coloris gently removed her knee-length boots and set them aside. When the raccoon tugged at the fingers, he noticed her start to do the same… which sent a shiver down his spine. “What?” she asked, quickly taking note. She was giving him a curious smile. “Gloves?” he asked in return. “What about them?” she giggled as she removed the one. “Uhm…” At least, she’d tried to. To her surprise, she found that hand captured by his own bare hand, fingers sliding between hers as he pressed down.

“How come we’re holding hands, Mr. David?” she asked with that same smile. “Not that I mind… I like you, too!” “Uh…” He really had made things weird, he realized. Really, it was kind of a knee-jerk reaction and an attempt to keep her glove on… He briefly considered the possibility that doing what he had could have killed him… but, as he sat there holding her hand… he remembered another part of what Ruby had told him. ‘Her arm-sleeve…’ And, he let go.

“You’re so silly, Mr. David…” she told him as she brought her hands up and started removing her glove, again. “But, I like you.” He offered an uneasy grin, feeling a little stupid for what he’d done. Without another word, he slipped his other glove off and watched her do the same. Before long, all she had on her arms were a pair of light-grey arm-sleeves which went from her fingers to her elbows. If his mind hadn’t been elsewhere, he might have found them kind of cute. But, as she wiggled backward onto the bed and reached for the comforter, he found himself wondering… Her bare touch… Yeah… her bare touch was deadly… and, despite the fact she was wearing only the smallest amount of fabric over her hands… she didn’t seem to be doing any harm to the bedspread. But, for some reason… that made David curious… “M… Mr. David…?” More curious that he should have been.

Before she could slip under the covers, David had gotten her attention. When she turned around to face him, he held his hands out for her, fingers pointed her way and palms facing up. He maintained a cool, somewhat-aloof expression as he watched and waited for her to act. “Are we playing more hand games, Mr. David?” she asked, tilting her head. A second later, her face lit up with a bright smile. “Oh, I know!” And, without any warning at all… she slapped her hands into his. “Pattycake!”

David was the one to blink, then, as Coloris manipulated and guided his hands in a rhythmic pattern, slapping palms, bumping backs, nudging knuckles, and even touching finger-tips, on occasion. All-the-while, the raccoon stayed tense, wondering why nothing seemed to be happening. Another thought occurred, then…

“M… Mr. David…?” He pulled his hands away… only to hold them up for her, palms facing forward. Coloris seemed confused… until she smiled and swung her hands at his. “High-five!” But, that wasn’t his intention… which she realized shortly after he pulled away.

“Too slow…?” she asked, her smile becoming a little less confident. He brought his hands back, holding them up a second time. “Hands,” he told her… which, thanks to a spike of nervousness, sounded less like a request… and, more like an order. “H… hands…?” Unsure of what he wanted, she brought her own covered hands up, holding them parallel to his. She didn’t dare try and high-five him, again… “Mr… David?” she nervously laughed. “What’s… this game? Oh, I know!” Suddenly… she grabbed his hands, fingers locking between his, and gave a squeeze! “Hand-hold!” she told the raccoon. And… that was the last thing he remembered hearing. “Mr… David…?”

And, that was the first thing he’d heard after everything went black. He was pretty sure he’d died… if not from her action, then by a heart attack. But, as his eyes fluttered open, he noticed that he was still in his ratty apartment… and, from what he could tell, was still breathing. What’s more, there was something hovering over his face… something kind of colorful.

“Gosh! What happened?” He gave a blink of his emerald eyes, breathing long, slow breaths as he stared up at the face of a concerned kitty-girl. She was smiling… but her eyes showed a lot of concern. “What… happened?” he quietly repeated, causing the girl to smile a bit more brightly. “You fell down! I think!” she excitedly giggled. “I guess you’re still tired, huh?” The raccoon blinked a second time, then looked around… He was laying on his couch-bed and, to his surprise, his head was resting on something that didn’t feel like a pillow. His eyes drifted to the nearest solid object… which was a dark-gray thing, situated “above” him. It was kind of furry… “You’re okay, though… right?” He then noticed… there was a lime-green outline, surrounding the gray. As his eyes continued, they eventually met with an outcropping, a few inches up. It was then that realized… “Upside-down…?” “I know you are, but what am I?” The girl covered her mouth and giggled, again, closing her eyes. Technically speaking… neither of them was upside-down… but, from either of their viewpoints, both of their heads actually were. From that discovery, it didn’t take long for David to guess… “L… lap…?” The girl poked a sleeved finger against his nose. “On the nose!” she cheered, which made him examine his situation a little closer.

Apparently… when he’d blacked-out, Coloris had pulled him over and placed his head in her seated lap, which explained the gray “wall” “above” him, as well as the “outcropping” of light-gray fabric with a lime-green trim. Wait. Outcropping…? “Oh– oh–!!” Suddenly, he sat up and spun around, causing the girl to wince! “Are you okay?” She offered a slightly-confused smile. “Why’s your face red?” He hadn’t meant to… he really hadn’t! But, while he getting his bearings… he’d started staring at her chest. From the underside. Granted, with her body covered in that form-fitting suit, he didn’t actually see anything… but, he was worried that he might have offended her. Given how cheerful she was acting, though… that didn’t seem to be the case.

“S… sorry…” he said, deciding to be cautious to see what happened. “For what?” The girl’s head went to one side, her fluffy, apple-colored bangs and fringe sliding over. Apparently, she hadn’t even noticed him staring at her chest… “Uh… N-never mind.” Something he was very thankful for. She blinked as he said that, then gave a friendly smile. “Okay!”

After another moment of awkwardness, David took off his belt – while Coloris removed her scarf – and they shuffled up to the blankets of the couch. The idea of snuggling into a nice, warm bed still sounded good, to him… but, after potentially risking his life, then embarrassing himself with Coloris… he wasn’t sure if he really wanted company. Still, when she crawled over and gave him another of her cute li’l smiles… how could he possibly tell her “No?” And, so…

“Mmm… This is nice and cozy, huh?” He tensely laid there, avoiding eye contact with the girl as they shared the couch-bed. She seemed pretty happy to be there… and, under other circumstances, he probably would have been, too. But, given the previous night and the ongoing morning… he wasn’t entirely sure. “Little chilly, though…” The raccoon raised an eyebrow. Coloris was still smiling at him… but, something else was happening, too. She was wiggling… Not just wiggling, but wiggling closer! And, as if to confirm was he was seeing, he heard her say… “Let’s snuggle!”

When she nudged herself toward him… he shuffled back. When she tried, again… he moved away, again. It wasn’t until the third time that Coloris noticed. “Don’t… you wanna snuggle?” She offered a hopeful smile as she added, “It’ll warm us up! Plus, it’ll be even cozier!” David… was hesitant. When he didn’t answer… “You… don’t wanna snuggle, huh?” He blinked. All the positive energy had left the girl’s face, leaving behind a somewhat-hurt look. Apparently… she’d really wanted to be in his arms… or, be held. Both? “I-it’s okay, Mr. David!” she suddenly said, putting on a forced smile. “I snuggled you aaall night! We… we don’t have to snuggle more…” With that, she turned around… and, as if trying to add to his growing guilt, she shuffled away, stopping at the farthest side of the wide sleeping surface.

For several moments, David just stared at the back of the girl’s head. She wasn’t making any noise and wasn’t moving… He briefly wondered if she was even breathing… But, after quite a while of watching, he noticed something. At least, he thought he had. He blinked, continuing to focus on her… Sure enough… the girl was twitching. No, not twitching… Trembling… albeit, sporadically. No, that was the wrong word, too. He knew what she was doing.

The girl was shivering. She was cold!

Craaap…

“E-eh…?!” Coloris jolted, her body tensing up. Something was touching her… Not just touching her… but, something had taken hold of her around the shoulders. Slowly, she looked to her left… then, she brightly smiled. “Y-you don’t have to if you don’t wanna…” she told David. But, without even being asked, he slid his arms down around her middle and pulled her in, making her giggle with joy. But! He wasn’t done… “O-oh…! Hello!” To her continued delight, he’d slid his big, ringed tail between their legs and up her frontside. She was quick to wrap her arms around it with a happy murmur. “Oh, Mr. David…” she contently sighed. “I… I hope I didn’t make you feel bad. I was okay! Really!” “Shy…” he quietly told her, causing her to look back at him, once more. “Shy? Really?” She giggled, again. “You don’t seem like a shy guy to me!” He chuckled as well. He wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or just a comment… but, it was certainly amusing. “Actually, I’m kinda surprised you didn’t ask Ruberry out, last month! B-before… um… all the bad stuff, I mean.” He blinked. “What?” That came out of nowhere!

“Lots’a people ask Big Sis out!” she explained. “She’s really popular! But…” Her voice lowered and she whispered… “I think she has her eyes on this one cute guy… I forget his name, but he seems nice!” She paused to give his tail a hug. “I liked some of her boyfriends. I didn’t like some of them, though… Some of them were… weird… or, they acted funny around me… Like, this one time? Big Sis went to use the bathroom? And, this guy came over and was like, ‘So, can’t help but notice you’ve been staring at me, the whole night…’” she said in her best “guy voice.” “Of course I was! I really wanted to pet his tail! But… he was having such a good time with Big Sis…” She shook her head. “Anyway, the guy smiled at me… kinda like you smiled at Ruberry, last month! Then… he tried to touch my hair…” A sudden, tight squeeze to his tail caught his attention. Between that and the long silence, he got the idea that… “I don’t like it when anyone touches my hair. Not even Big Sis!” She paused, again, before clarifying… “I just let her ‘cause… ‘cause, she’s Big Sis! Ya know?” “Only child,” he suddenly told her. “What? Really?”

David blinked as she girl shuffled in his arms. He had to lean back as she turned around and looked right into his eyes. Oddly, it seemed like she’d lost interest in his tail, being more interested in him, himself!

“I dunno why…” she said with a friendly smile, “but, I thought you’d have a sis or a bro, or something! Guess not, though, huh?” Her smile brightened… then, she looked down, seeming a little sad. “You know… I don’t have any bros or sises, either. Ruby… isn’t really my sister…” Hearing Coloris call Ruby by her actual name… made him feel a little odd. “B-but, don’t get me wrong!” The girl looked back up with a bright smile. “Ruberry’s been the best big sis a little sis could ever want!” “Only child…?” “I…” Again, she looked down… but, she’d also bit her bottom lip.

“Mr. David?” she called, after a moment of quiet thought. “Can you keep a secret?” “Sure?” As she brought a hand up, he jerked back. When he noticed that it was closed… except for the pinky finger… he suddenly wondered if she was going to do what he thought she might. “Pinky-swear.” Yep. She was. “Promise that you won’t tell anyone what I’m about to tell you, okay?” she asked as he wrapped his right pinky around hers. “Promise,” he said with a smile. There was a long pause… then… she started giggling. “S-sorry,” she said when he tilted his head. “I can’t take your cute face seriously!” He blinked, feeling his face warm ever-so-slightly. She thought he was cute?

“Um… anyway!” Coloris squeezed his pinky to hers. “Promise? Again? Sorry.” “I promise that I won’t tell anyone–” “Not even Ruberry!” she suddenly interrupted, giving him pause. “Uh… I promise that I won’t tell anyone, not even Ruby, abo–” “Ru-berry!” she corrected, giving him another pause to blink. “I promise,” he said in a particularly-fast way, not wanting to be interrupted a third time, “that I won’t tell anyone including Ruberry what you’re about to tell me!” Coloris had to blink, then… but, soon enough, she giggled. “Is that’s a pinky-promise?” “That’s a pinky-promise,” he repeated with a smile. “Okay!” The girl brightly beamed. “Remember, if you ever tell anyone, I’ll know!” She leaned in, showing… an uncharacteristically-serious grin. “And, I’ll get’cha!” His fur bristled as, without any warning, she flicked her finger, tossing what looked like micro-sized confetti at him. “Bless you!” she laughed. The “confetti” had made him look away and sneeze. With that, they released hands and settled back down, ready to continue.

David patiently waited, watching Coloris kind of fidget and avoid his gaze. He was really curious what she could possibly tell him that was both a secret and something that he didn’t already know. Fortunately, he didn’t have to wait for very long.

“Mr. David?” His head tilted to one side. She looked right at him, gave her best smile, and said… “I… lost my memory.”

David grinned. She was joking, obviously. When her smile started fading, though… “Oh.” She wasn’t kidding. “Oh, Sai…” “I-it’s not so bad!” she told him, realizing she’d made him worry. “I just… don’t remember where I came from… That’s all!” “Not bad,” he repeated, giving her a smile. “And… I don’t remember my family… or, if I had any… Where I lived… what I was doing before Ruberry found me… how I got there…” “Um…” “Yeeaaah…”

For several moments, David just watched Coloris as she kept her head bent downward, staring at nothing. She didn’t seem that upset… but, at the same time, he knew that not knowing her own history had to be troubling. Heck, he’d be pretty upset if he forgot the last 18 years-or-so of his own life! Though, he probably wouldn’t miss his Freshman year of high school, if he was being completely honest. What a mess that was.

“Could… be worse.” Coloris looked up. “Met Ruby,” he said with a friendly smile… which she returned pretty quickly. “That’s what I mean!” she brightly said. “I lost a bunch’a stuff… maybe…? But, I gained a bunch’a new stuff! Big Sis… friends like Saffie and Dani… You…” “Me?” he repeated, causing her to nod. “We haven’t known you for very long… but, you made my big sis happy.” “I… did?” “She said you were nice and fun to hang out with, the one time you did it!” Coloris brightly smiled. “I think so, too!” “‘Nice…?’” He blinked. “Mr. David, you’re really nice!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around his shoulders and hugging him. “And… you’re cute and fluffy and like hugs, too! I’m glad you make Ruberry so happy… She likes you!” He smiled, again. That made him feel kind of proud, in a way. “I think… she likes you-likes you, actually…” Then, he blushed. That was news, to him. “B-but… don’t tell her I said that…!” he immediately heard her whisper. As she looked away, she added, “I think that was a secret…” There was an awkward sort of pause before she looked up and sweetly asked… “Is there anyone you like-like, Mr. David?”

“Not… really,” the raccoon quietly answered. He was still a little dazed and flattered from the indirect – though, unconfirmed – declaration… but, given how few friends he had, and how few relationships he’d been in… he could honestly say that there was no one of interest to him. Before they’d had their fight, he’d considered asking Alexandria out, once-or-twice… but, he ultimately thought that they were too close to do something like that. It was… kind of a silly thought, he knew… but, he really didn’t want to risk ruining a lifelong friendship… just for a kiss from a pretty, purple-eyed girl. Ironic, considering that it was ruined because of another girl.

“There is someone, huh?” He blinked. Coloris was giving him another serious look… one filled with compassion. “Boy… Big Sis is gonna be sad,” she said with a soft laugh. “N-no,” he told her, feeling his face warm, again. “Just… thinking.” Suddenly, she snuggled against him, tucking her head under his chin. “It’s okay, Mr. David… If you have someone you like-like, it can’t be helped. I just think it’d be neat to have you as my ‘big brother…’” Her voice lowered as she whispered… “You’re so nice…” She really knew how to tug at his heartstrings without trying…

“L-little early… to talk about marriage?” “Oh, but I bet you’d look handsome in a tuxedo…” She snuffled back up and brightly smiled. “It’d match your cute face!” “I–!” He blinked. “Wait. What?” Coloris gave a calm sort of smile, looking at him with closed eyes. “Nothing, Mr. David… Just…” Her smile became a grin as she told him, “‘Thinking…’”

There was another awkward break in the conversation. She just smiled at him while he gave an odd, half-confused look. Why had she said that? Was she teasing him? She was definitely being playful… but, teasing? No, no… And, if that wasn’t it…

“Is there someone you like-like?” Coloris opened her eyes, staring at his face with a confused look of her own. “Huh?” “Is there someone you like-like?” he repeated, his own expression completely neutral. “I like you!” she exclaimed before trying to give him a hug. She had to blink, though, when he nudged her back and stared at her. “Not what I asked,” he told her. “Is there someone you… like… like?” “Nope!” It was his turn to blink, again. She’d given that answer so quickly… so completely without reservation… that he had a hard time accepting it. “You sure?” “If I did, I don’t remember. Amnesia, remember?” She grinned, a little. “But, right now? There’s no one that I like-like, no.” Well, there went his fun… He was hoping she’d act all squirrelly, or try and duck out of answering the question. He hadn’t been expecting a straight, serious answer.

“To be honest…” He blinked, watching his friend. She was looking to one side, seeming lost-in-thought… “I’m not sure if there’s someone I could like-like… I love just about everyone! But… in a platonic way. You know?” And, again, he hadn’t been expecting an answer like that. Mostly, because she always acted like a little kid. “After Ruby found me,” she said, using Ruby’s actual name, again, “I’ve mostly been hanging out with her and her friends… I just like hanging out and playing games and learning things! We went to the library, one time, and…” He waited… then, he tilted his head, wondering why she’d suddenly trailed off… “You okay?” he ended up asking, genuinely wondering… “Mr. David?” She paused before looking up at him. “It is… normal?” “What?” “Is it normal… to… to not be interested in boys?” “Um…” The urge to make a joke was so strong… “Probably.” Thankfully, he suppressed it.

“Ruby likes boys. Sappie likes boys, too! Not sure about Dani…” She frowned. “I’m a girl… right? So… why don’t I like boys like they like boys?” “Can I… be serious, for a second?” he asked with unusual clarity. “It’s kinda weird when you do that…? But…” She gave a nod. “Okay.” “Sometimes… some people just aren’t looking for relationships,” he told her. “Sometimes, not even a fling. Sometimes, people are happy, alone.” “But… I have friends! I have Big Sis!” She gave a hollow chuckle. “I’m not alone…” “I explained that bad…” he said with a sigh. “What I meant was–” “I know…” she interrupted, startling him. She looked into his eyes, again, as she quietly explained, “Some people just aren’t interested in being more than cuddle-buddies. Heck, some people don’t even like that!” She snuggled into him with a content murmur and a warm smile. “I don’t like people, like that. Cuddling rules.” “Heh…” He gently held her, giving a chuckle. He preferred it when girls let him cuddle them, too… but, it wasn’t always a sure thing, he’d found out the hard way.

After a couple of moments of cuddling, Coloris leaned back and looked at her friend. She had an odd look about her… It was kind of confused, but at the same time, curious… but, also… cautious. “So, Mr. David…” She paused before asking, “It’s normal to not like boys, like that?” “Sure,” is what he was thinking of saying. Instead, he positively said, “Absolutely.” “And… it doesn’t make me… weird…?” “Nope.” He tapped her on the nose, drawing out a giggle. “‘fraid you’re normal, Sai.” She gave a happy hum… then, she looked down.

“What if… What if…” He tilted his head, wondering what she was thinking. “What if I liked girls?!” she blurted out. And, for the first time that he could remember… he saw her blush. “That– that’s normal, too,” he told her after a second. It’s not that he was bothered by the idea… Rather, he really hadn’t expected her to just barf something like that out!

“I-it is?!” She gave a heavy blink before asking, “B-but… isn’t that bad?” “Some people think so.” He smiled as he said, “Idiots.” “They are!” she agreed with a bright smile. “Can’t help who ya love,” he continued. “Guy… girl… stop sign…” “Okay, now you’re just being silly,” she giggled. When she noticed him give her a dirty look, though… “O-oh… Were… you being serious? I-I’m sorry! I–” She had to blink when he put a finger over her lips and smiled. “Sorta-silly,” he told her, making her smile. “Some are attracted to… ‘non-standard’ stuff. ‘Live-and-let-live.’ Long as they don’t throw it at me, don’t care.” “Yeah… yeah!” Her smile brightened. “Mr. David… you’re so smart!” “You, too, Sai.” “I am?”

He turned his head down at the question… then, he gave her a sheepish look. “Real-talk? Thought… you were a kid when we met. In your head, at least. Now…?” He offered a warm smile to the confused girl. “Know you’re not.” “You thought I was a kid?” When he gave a skittish sort of nod, she hummed… “Is that why you didn’t flirt with me?” “What…?” He blinked, yet again, as the girl smiled at him. It wasn’t her usual cute-and-sweet smile, though. No, there was something different… something kind of subtle… Almost… sly…

“You kinda flirted with Big Sis, at the arcade,” she commented. “You complimented her and said nice things! You said you liked my outfit, too… but, that was all. Sooo… was it ‘cause you thought I was a kid?” “I… uh… I mean…” “I wanna be flirted with, too…” She brightly smiled. “Go ahead!” “W… what,” he squeaked. “Flirt with me!” she repeated. “Can’t just… Doesn’t work like…” “What? Aren’t I pretty enough for you?” His face scrunched. Was she… Yeah. Yeah, she was totally smirking at him… “I… You… F-flirt…?” “That’s what I said, Mr. David!” She grinned, then. “Hit me with your best flirt!” “Doesn’t work like that!” he exclaimed. “M-mood…!” “Well, what would set the mood? Wait…!”

The raccoon jolted. Coloris had jolted, too, seemingly inspired. All he could do was lay there and wait for her to make the next move… whatever it might be.

“You’re scared, huh…?” she asked. That… was not what he was expecting her to do. “S… scared?” he repeated. “Uh-huh!” She gave a nod, then smiled. “You’re scared you’ll make Big Sis sad!” He almost let himself say “What,” again… He couldn’t believe what she was saying. “Well, Mr. David…” She leaned in, pressing her forehead to his and staring right into his eyes. “What Ruberry doesn’t know…” She trailed off, again… but, it really didn’t seem necessary for her to finish that thought. And, as David lay there, front-to-front with a girl who, previously, acted like such a kid… he started to notice… she was really doing her best to encourage him.

Coloris’ had closed her eyes half-way and was giving him a soft… enticing sort of smile… Even the way she reached up and brushed the locks of two-color hair away from her face seemed kind of… attractive, rather than just cute. Clearly, the girl had some idea of what she was doing… However, she didn’t seem to have a clue as to what she was doing… to him.

“Flirt with me, Mr. David…” she said in soft coo that felt full of mixed signals. Even if she hadn’t added the “Mr.” to his name, he would have been just as wary of actually going through with her suggestion… mostly because he had no freaking clue about where to start. Wait… “No clue where to start?” He… he wasn’t seriously considering… But, as he lay there, his eyes scanning her… he noticed, for the first time, just how sweet her smile was… what beautiful eyes she had… He noticed the delicate curvature of her feminine face and how her eyelashes fluttered whenever she blinked… He noticed was cute little ears she had… And… “Oh, Gaia…” He realized something.

“Not such a ‘kid’ after all… huh, Mr. David?” Coloris gave a playful sort of giggle. She’d… definitely… noticed the way he was looking at her. And… she approved… “Uh…” He swallowed hard. His heart was thumping and his face was, quite-obviously, red with embarrassment. She had him at a complete-and-total disadvantage… “You’re blushing…” she whispered. “You wanna kiss me, don’cha…?” He blinked, again, his blush brightening. He also made the strangest squeaky noise… “Gosh… Guess that means…” Her smile… turned into a grin. “I win!” He continued to blink as she brought a hand up and covered her mouth, giggling more. “Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha–? What do you mean… ‘you win?’” “Oh… nothing…” she said, looking off-and-away with a smile. “Now, where were we?” “No.” He suddenly felt… angry, for some reason. “Explain?” “It’s nothing!” she giggled as she gave him a hug. “Really!” Okay, given how quickly she’d started denying it, he knew something was up. “Lying…” “I told you,” she said as her smile turned nervy, “it’s nothing!” The scowl he gave her told he wasn’t buying it, though… and, that made her frown.

“I… I really didn’t mean anything, by it…” She squirmed a little. “I just meant–” “What did you mean?” he pressed, causing her to wince. “I… I…” Her eyes clenched and she whimpered. “Ru… Ru…” “‘Ru-ru?’” Then, all-of-a-sudden… “Ruberry made me do it…!!” He jerked back, eyes opening wide and fur bristling. Coloris had hidden her face, clearly upset by her own words. However, that statement only led to further questions…

“Wh… what do you mean, ‘Ruberry made me–” “I-I didn’t wanna!” she exclaimed from behind her hands. “I told her it was mean! B-but, she told me it’d be funny! And-and-and, she said if I could get you all nervous… I… I…!” When she moved her hands, David noticed… she was tearing up. “Sai?” He blinked, scooting inward… only to have her scoot back. “Sai, what’s wrong?” “Sh… she dared me to flirt with you and if I got you all nervous, she’d buy me a big ice cream cake thing with rainbow candies and sprinkles, and… and… and…!” Coloris whined, closing her eyes tight and shaking her head. She was getting shaky… Suddenly, she pushed forward, burying her face against David’s chest and hugging him close!

“Oh, Mr. David, I’m so sorry…!! I’m… so… sorry…!! P-please, don’t be maaad…!!” Not knowing what to do, he just reached down and patted her back. “What… are you apologizing for?” he asked, genuinely confused. When she looked up at him, tears dripping down and making her cheeks spark, he cautiously added, “I seri–” “Didn’t I…” she sniffed, “didn’t I hurt your feelings…?” “What? N-no…” he answered with a confused blink. “Is… is that what you think?” She gave a sharp nod. “W-well… was confusing… but…” “You’re not mad?” There was a hopeful look on the girl’s face… “No way,” he truthfully told her. “Like you too much, to be mad. But, what–” “I like you, too…! I-I mean… I lied, earlier… wh-when I said…” She bit her lower lip before confessing, “Mr. David… I… like you-like you… Th-that’s why I did the dare! I wanted to see if… if… Oh, Mr. David…! I’m so happy…!!” “W… wuh… what…” –––––

“What… happened, while I was asleep…?” “I got a boyfriend!”

The look on Ruby’s face was… certainly something else, that morning. She had a horrendous scowl and a deeply-furrowed brow as she stood there, staring in confusion as her “little sis” happily clung to David’s arm. The raccoon wanted to say something… try and explain away Coloris’ comment… but, one look at her bright, beautiful, overjoyed face… stopped him cold. How could he say “No,” to that precious face? And, so… it became kind of… semi-official.

Life with Coloris was kind of a trip, for David. She was always a handful… running around everywhere, asking everyone she could meet questions… poking this, prodding that, examining literally everything… Whenever she became too much for him to handle, he often differed to Ruby… but, for whatever reason, Ruby just shrugged and told him things like, “She’s your girlfriend,” or… “You’re the one who’s dating her…” even though it wasn’t entirely true…

The morning Coloris had declared him “hers,” he couldn’t have been more boggled and at-a-loss. Even with all the attention she gave him, he just couldn’t wrap his head around the idea… Eventually, though… he started to remember that, as hyper as she could be… she was also a full-grown woman… one who, as she occasionally reminded him, wanted attention… from her boyfriend. Yeah… it was weird, seeing her as anything but the playful “little sister” of his friend… at first. As time went on, though… he started to see her as more of an energetic and fun-loving woman. It didn’t hurt that she was so cute, of course… He kinda liked saying that he had the cutest, most-precious girlfriend on the planet… just like she loved telling people that she had the “best, handsomest, most-loving boyfriend.” And, so… “semi-official…” became “official.”

Once he’d embraced the idea, they shared a sickeningly-sweet dynamic that, for whatever reason, seemed to really work! They were pretty shameless about flirting, for a while… but, as the excitement of a new relationship calmed, they managed to dial things down relatively quickly and, before long, they were right back to acting casual… with an occasional, flirty comment or action, of course. It worked… and, hey! It was even kinda cute! To… most people, anyway…

Ruby, being filled with wanderlust, often tried to leave the lovebirds behind… only to be followed by her “little sister” and her boyfriend. Coloris was like a homing missile, when it came to finding her “big sis!" She even though it was a fun game, after a while! Unfortunately, nothing could have been farther from the truth, for Ruby… With David always being around… and, with him dating Coloris… she didn’t feel needed, anymore. As such, her usual perky personality took a serious hit and, after some time… she became a little detached. Both Coloris and David noticed… but, neither one of them could seem to do anything about it. As Ruby had a tendency to lash out, unexpectedly, their other friends had also noticed. That made David wonder… what if what Coloris told him, that one morning, was true…? What if… Ruby had eyes for him? He didn’t like thinking about it… but, her negativity was starting to get them down. Something needed to be done… something drastic.

One night, Ruby left their traveling party, as she often did. When she woke up the next morning, though? She was… by herself. No one had followed her… or even tried to. She’d managed to run everyone off. She was… alone. And… that’s when she broke down and cried…

… … … Nah, I’m just kidding. What really happened that morning was, shortly after the announcement, Ruby walked over and slapped David on the back of the head before pulling her “little sister” away, telling her not to date “that smelly loser.” Oddly enough… neither one of them seemed too upset by it. David hadn’t been too committed and even Coloris decided she’d jumped the gun, a bit. All three of them stayed really good friends, after… though, some people did claim to see a glowy pair of silhouettes wandering off in the direction of the suburban park, at night, sometimes… But, who takes rumors like that seriously, anyway? Right?

#gift #fan fiction #Sonic the Hedgehog #Random Encounters #fan characters #Ruby Moon the Rabbit #Coloris the Alien #Maximillion David #slice of life #romance #drama

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Pride and Primates

(I was reminded of this story a little while back--I actually wrote it as a companion piece to something my friend @crooked-tarot-rp wrote. It features Lion-O from the newer Thundercats reboot and Monkey King Tarot in a bit of a ‘bind’, if you catch my meaning. Enjoy! :D)

The first thing the Thunderan prince became aware of as he drifted up from the depths of his dreamless slumber was a soft, peaceful warmth. It was such a safe, familiar feeling that he was convinced for a moment that he was home in his bedchamber. He sighed happily and snuggled into what he thought were blankets....and then realized they weren't blankets at all. They were much too....smooth. And that's when he felt the presence of someone else next to him....

Lion-O's eyes snapped open like windowshades and looked around, wide awake and alert. The first thing he noticed was the person crammed against him, gazing at him sullenly. It was that blasted Monkey King, who had robbed him of the Sword of Omens! "YOU!" he growled angrily, his blue eyes flashing dangerously, his fangs bared. He went to turn to grab him, but found his movement restricted. He grunted, wriggling his shoulders. He looked down and found that his body was engulfed in thick, tawny serpent coils. "What in the--?!" "Would you kindly cut that out?" the Monkey King groused, somewhat groggily. He appeared to have just awakened as well. "You'll wake him up." "Who--?" Lion-O's question was promptly answered by a stentorian snore right above them. He glanced up and saw the strange creature who had hindered his progress before...Kenny was his name, if he could remember correctly. He was asleep on a thick branch, in a messy pile of coils. Lion-O realized he was up in the branches of a tall tree. "H-How did I get here?" Lion-O said, more to himself than to the Monkey King. He frowned, trying to summon up the memory....but it was foggy, disjointed. Tarot gave a long-suffering sigh. Why did he always seem to find himself in situations like this? "And what does he plan to do with us now? Suffocate us? Devour us?" Lion-O said, speaking in a low, urgent voice. "Pfft! No," Tarot scoffed. "I sometimes doubt he even has killer instincts at all. He just wants to....cuddle us." He spoke the word with such intense loathing that Lion-O got the impression he'd rather be devoured or strangled. Lion-O bristled. "I don't have time for such nonsense! I must find the Sword of Omens! Start talking, thief! What have you done with it?" "Keep your voice down!" The Monkey King hissed, his heterochromic eyes darting upward to where Kenny slept. The naga was beginning to stir, and the last thing he wanted was to suffer more of Kenny's amorous shenanigans. "Do not tell me what to do!" "Mmmm....what's all that racket?" Kenny's pleasant voice, a bit thick with sleep, drifted down from the branch above. He was blinking his large brown eyes owlishly at them from his perch, smiling sleepily. "You two are getting along, I hope?" "Oh yes, we're regular best-buddy chums," Tarot grumbled sardonically. He wriggled his shoulders in an attempt to free himself from Kenny’s coils. "Would you mind freeing us now?" "After he tells me where the Sword of Omens is, of course," Lion-O cut in sternly. He wanted to get out of here as much as Tarot did, but he was sure the Monkey King would dash off thumbing his nose at him again. "Oh, boo-hoo, Cat-Face. I was going to leave it somewhere you could find it, you know," Tarot snarked. "You never should have taken it in the first place!" Lion-O barked back, turning so that they were nose to nose, snapping in each other's faces. "Well, maybe you shouldn't have been such an easy target!" "Easy target?! I'll have you know that I'm a skilled warrior, ape!" "Yeah, well, you could have fooled me! Plus, you could use a mint. Just saying." "Why, you--!" The two of them left off shouting and heatedly struggled, both of them gritting their teeth with the effort to free themselves. Kenny watched them adoringly for a few moments. That lion sure had a temper on him. He knew Tarot probably didn't mean what he was saying....well, almost. Still, there was definitely room for improvement on both their parts. Those frowns needed to go, for one thing. "Tsk, tsk," he sighed, sliding down from his perch and alighting on the branch where they sat with surprising dexterity. "There's no reason to bicker, you two. Just look--" He swept a brawny arm in an all-encompassing gesture. "It's a beautiful day, there's plenty of shade, the birds are singing--" His coils rippled and tightened a little around their bodies. "--and it's so snug and cozy up here, don't you think?" He chuckled, lounging on his back up against a tree trunk and closing his eyes. "Hmm, and it's nice to be among friends." His mouth opened in a long, lusty yawn that was so enthusiastic that Lion-O and Tarot were nearly compelled to copy him. "Hmmph. I'm sorry, but I don't really consider either of you my 'friends'," Lion-O groused. Especially not the thieving ape he was bound next to, and frankly he thought the snake-man might be a little soft in the head. "So, if you could just--w-wuh?" Kenny had lazily opened his eyes and slowly slithered toward him while he was talking, and now his hands had gone to Lion-O's pointed ears. Lion-O's eyes widened and before he could protest, the naga began to rub them gently between his forefinger and thumb, in a small, circular motion. "What...what are you...nggh...mmm..." A small shudder crept slowly up Lion-O's spine, the hairs on the back of his neck rising as a wave of repose washed over him. "O-Oh, Whiskers..." "Kenny," Tarot said, his tone admonishing. He was eyeing Kenny's tail suspiciously while it slowly hovered near his head. "Don't you dare. I mean it, you damn serpent! I'll make you into a handbag!" "Do you know," Kenny purred softly while he continued to massage Lion-O's ears, "that I hold you very near and dear to my heart, Tarot?" Tarot scowled, but his cheeks flared red for a moment. "A likely story," he grumbled. Kenny's tail drifted down and started stroking his hair and ears gently, and his grumble turned into a resigned sigh. "I do, though," Kenny lilted, and he leaned a bit closer to Lion-O, who was struggling to keep his bearings intact against the intense feeling of relaxation that had come over him. "Tarot's a really great guy, once you get to know him, Lion-O. He may seem like a dirty, good-for-nothing thief, but he has a heart of solid gold. In fact, I'm honored to call him my friend." "Ugh, you sweet bastard," Tarot murmured. "Stop it before I'm sick all over your coils...." He smirked and closed his eyes, grudgingly enjoying the attentions of Kenny's tail. "I...didn't know that," Lion-O said, his face turning a bit red with guilt. Kenny chuckled and began stroking his fingers through the fur on Lion-O's cheeks. "Do you have many friends, Lion-O?" Kenny asked him. "I...uh..." Lion-O's eyelids bobbed a little and he slumped forward. "Y-Yes, I have...a few..." All the urgency that he felt before had almost completely melted away. "Well, what's wrong with having just a couple more, hmm?" Kenny asked him slyly, giving him a slight snuggle-hug. "Especially one like me...." "Hmm? One like you?" Lion-O asked curiously. "Mmmph, oh no..." Tarot muttered from where he was slumped in Kenny's coils. "You're not going to sing, are you?" "Hush, you," Kenny lilted slyly. "You love it." Kenny's tail wrapped around Tarot's head and hugged it in a headlock for a moment, then unfurled and curled beneath his chin, turning Tarot's face to look in his direction. Lion-O was slowly released from Kenny's embrace, and the two of them found themselves looking directly into Kenny's swirling hypnotic eyes. "You will always have a friend, as long as I am here, as long as I am near," Kenny sang in his sweet, pleasant voice. His eyes swayed back and forth gently before their vision. "You will never have a fear, whenever you're distresssssssed, I'll put those fears to ressssssst." Lion-O and Tarot gave a soft collective sigh as they both sank into the pulsing whirlpools of Kenny's eyes, their own fields of vision filling with the bright, swirling colors. Kenny leaned close to the both of them, his hands cupping each of their chins lovingly. "If you find yourself alone, with no one you can trussssssst," Kenny crooned to Tarot, whose expression was one of drowsy fascination. Kenny turned to Lion-O next, who was already smiling with dopey mindlessness. "You can always call my name, and I'll turn your grief to dussssssst." He softly nuzzled his nose against the Prince’s, who gave a soft, involuntary giggle. The coils around their bodies slowly tightened, the muscles bulging slightly, and they were lifted up slowly into the air. "I can lift your spirits up, whenever you are low," Kenny sang as he followed them up higher into the tree, his voice comically getting deeper. "'Cuz there's no frowns while I'm around, I'll chase away your woes." They slowly rotated in midair for a moment as Kenny wrapped more coils around them, the naga gazing playfully into their faces. "Comfortable?" he asked them slyly. The two of them uttered sleepy murmurs of agreement, almost barely intelligible. Kenneth chuckled. "Well, good," he lilted. He rose with them higher into the thick, shady foliage, and continued to sing in a purring, cunning voice. "So when all the chips are down, and your hopes are in the ground, just remember in the end--" Kenny threw an arm around the Thunderan prince and the Monkey King, both now blissfully smiling, and nuzzled his face in between them. "--above all others I transcend, because on me you can depend--I am your friend." He squeezed them both in an enthusiastic bear hug, chuckling happily. "And while we're on the subject," Kenny purred slyly, "I think the two of you should be friends, too. What do you say, Lion-O? Maybe you should apologize for being rude to Tarot earlier?" "S....Sorry...Tarot...." Lion-O sighed contentedly in reply. "And Tarot...maybe it's time you told Lion-O where you hid his sword, hmm?" "My....pleasure...." Tarot murmured. "It's...on the steps....of the ruins nearby. Mmm...can't miss it." "Good, good! So great that we can all be friends together now!" Kenny hugged them both again. "Now, before we go and get Lion-O's sword...I think there might be a little time for some relaxing snuggles between buddies. Just for a little while." He nuzzled their cheeks with his nose. "What do you say?" "Y-Yes, please," Lion-O said blissfully. Where before he was more than eager to escape the coils that held him--even a bit frightened and repulsed by them---now he was deeply content in them, nearly craving their tight, warm embrace. He snuggled up against Kenny and Tarot, who were both all too obliged to return the gesture.

#ask-nagakenny #story #hypnosis #friends' OCs #thundercats 2011 #lion-o

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