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softukiyos · 3 years

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a pinch of the jeekies | han jisung

𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙚: 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦

𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣: 𝘫𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴.

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𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮: 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯

𝙖/𝙣: 𝘩𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘦! 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦! 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩! >.< 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘰𝘺!

Jisung liked to take pride in his cheeks. When he'd first entered elementary school, he despised them. Everyone had seemed to shed their baby fat very quickly, but his squishy cheeks never left. After a few years of struggling with his self image, he entered high school, confident and proud of how he looked.

His cheeks were unmatched. No one would ever have cheeks that could even come close.

At least, that was what he thought before he met you, his strict, grumpy tutor that his chemistry teacher had assigned to him in hopes of raising his abysmal grades.

Jisung didn't like you at first. He'd known you from afar like most other people did; the top of the class, intellectually brilliant but aloof girl that didn't seem to care about anyone in the school.

Jisung didn't like you when he first met you in person. Your tutoring sessions were hard, and he meant really hard. You never let him get away with a single thing, not one missing unit, not one problem where he forgot to show work, nothing ever passed your watchful eye. And as much as he tried to resist, he found his grades improving at a rapid rate, which only encouraged his teacher to send him to you more.

After a month or so, however, it sort of hit Jisung like a truck when he finally had the revelation that you weren't so bad. As Spartan as your teaching methods were, you never belittled him for asking a stupid question, you wouldn't laugh if he asked you to slow down, and all in all, you were genuinely quite considerate of his feelings while still managing to get the results out of him. The first time he saw you genuinely smile was when he handed you his first B+, where you looked him in the eye and told him that you were proud of his improvement.

Jisung couldn't even remember the last time he received a compliment like that from anyone. So after a while, he began to think that maybe you didn't show care towards anyone in particular because no one ever bothered to look past your reputation to see you for who you were.

After another day of classes, he headed to the library, ready for another grueling hour of chemical reaction exercises. However, as he turned the corner into the little nook that you liked to study in, his steps faltered as he saw you slumped over the desk, your head resting on your arms as you slept soundly.

Now, Jisung probably shouldn't have gotten so excited to see you sleep, but he did. After all, he'd never seen you in such a relaxed state around him, and as he took a peek at your face, he physically had to stop himself from cooing out loud at how adorable you looked.

Woah, woah, woah. What?

The boy did a quick double take. When did he ever think his chemistry tutor was cute? Well, there was that one time he saw you scurrying down the hallway when you came to school late, there was that one time you sneezed on your way up to the whiteboard and looked a bit like a deer in headlights. There was also that one time he saw you giggle when you came across a quokka doodle in his notes and--oh my god that was basically 98% of his time with you and the other 2% was the time he was just staring at you from afar.

Gulping nervously, he slid into the chair next to you and very carefully placed his book bag on the table. To be honest, he was waiting for you to wake up on your own; with a brother named Changbin who was a literal demon if you even so much as nudged him while he was asleep, Jisung was well aware of the dangers of waking people up from naps. He wasn’t sure what type of riser you were, and he wasn’t going to find out.

But as the minutes ticked on and crept into your normal tutoring time, you still didn’t wake and Jisung just sat beside you, picking imaginary petals in his head to decide whether or not he should give your shoulder a light nudge. He wanted to, because he knew you’d probably get upset at him if you woke up later to find that the two of you had wasted precious time, but on the other hand, you did look quite exhausted, even more so than usual. The bags under your eyes seemed slightly more defined, and this nap looked like the first moment of decent sleep you’ve gotten in days.

Eventually, Jisung decided not to wake you. If you got angry, then he’d just promise to study on his own when he got back home. He could put off playing games with Felix for one night if it meant that you got some rest. When you made an expression of discomfort, he even shrugged off his bomber jacket, rolling it into a pillow before gently maneuvering it to replace the book you were sleeping on.

With nothing else to do, Jisung found himself spending much of that time on his phone, but he couldn’t help but take some of the other time to gaze at you. Now that you weren’t wacking him with a rolled up test that he failed or glaring at everyone, you actually looked quite innocent and peaceful. You looked even happy, and Jisung wondered what you were dreaming about.

But what really caught Jisung’s eye were your cheeks. With your face squished against your arm, your cheeks were puffed up adorably, and it took every ounce of self restraint for Jisung to not poke them at least once. They looked like little marshmallows, and as the minutes ticked on, Jisung found it harder and harder to control himself.

He even felt a little bit of jealousy curling in his gut. What moisturizer did you use? Why did your cheeks look softer than his?

“Oh, the two of you are still here!”

Jisung almost jumped out of his seat as the librarian peaked her head into the corner, “A-ah, yes!” He stumbled over his words nervously.

“Well, you better hurry out. I’m closing up in five,” she said before finishing up her rounds so she could leave for the day. Checking his phone, Jisung realized with a start that it was almost six in the evening, thirty minutes past when your normal tutoring session ended. He didn’t even notice.

He glanced over at you, who was still snoring away without a care in the world and his expression softened. Looks like he’d have to wake you up after all. He almost didn’t want to, but against his better judgement, he leaned towards you and gave your cheek a gentle little pinch, full of fondness that he didn’t even really understand yet.

“Y/N,” he murmured your name as softly as possible, his smiling widening as you let out a soft groan in response. Wow, your cheeks were fluffier than anything he’d ever touched before.

“What…?” you mumbled, eyes fluttering open as you sat up, gripping at Jisung’s jacket in confusion.

He smiled, “Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” he ducked under your sleepy attempt to flick his forehead.

“What time is it?”

“Almost six,” Jisung said, helping you pack your book bag as you regained your bearings. As you finally managed to process where you were, your eyes widened almost comically.

“It’s almost six.”

Jisung laughed, “Yes? That’s what I just said?”

You shoved his jacket back at his chest, cheeks unnaturally hot, “Why didn’t you wake me up?!” Gosh, you were more than embarrassed. It was one thing to miss a tutoring session, it was another to sleep through it with your student literally right next to you. Especially when the student was Han Jisung.

He took his jacket back, still amused by how flustered you looked. In all the time he’d spent with you, he’d never seen you look so frazzled before, “I wanted to wake you, but you looked so tired!” Jisung explained, deciding to take the moment to try and reach out to you once more, “Is everything alright? You looked really drained. I noticed in class, too.”

You tensed up, not expecting Jisung to be so observant. No, scratch that, you knew Jisung was always observant, but you never thought that applied to you.

“I just have a little more on my plate now,” you explained the best you could without actually explaining.

Jisung felt a pang of disappointment. It was the blank wall to the face again, like he always got when he tried to get to know you better. Two steps forward, four steps back.

“But, regardless, you should've woken me up,” you continued, huffing at him as you reached into your bag to pull out your planner, “It's my fault for oversleeping, so let me know what time you'd like to reschedule--”

“Woah, woah,” Jisung waved his hands frantically, shaking his head, “Didn't you just say you have more on your plate now? You don't need to reschedule.”

You gave him an inquisitive stare and he physically had to hold back a gulp, “Are you just trying to get out of tutoring?” You asked, but he noticed that your voice didn't hold any edge to it, another red flag that you were probably a lot more exhausted than you let on.

“I'm not, I promise,” he held his arms up in surrender, “I'll go over the material and do the assignment myself. You can check it over next week!”

A moment of silence passed before you relented, placing the planner back in your bag with a sigh, “Okay, but the three mistake rule still stands. Got it?”

Jisung smiled, “Got it,” he said, grabbing his bag and standing up, “I won't let you down after all the help you've given me.”

“You really think this is helpful?” The surprise in your words spilled out despite your best attempts to keep your mask of passivity. Fuck, it was always Jisung that made you like this. Any other person would tried to tear down your mental walls, only for you to build them up twice as high and twice as thick. But Jisung--Jisung just walked past them like they didn't even exist.

“Um, yeah? My grades literally went from C’s to B’s and A’s because of you!” Jisung exclaimed, practically offended for your sake at the mere thought of your question, “If that isn't helpful, then what is?”

A dry chuckle left your lips as the two of you walked out of the library, “That isn't what I meant. Normally, people would say that I'm a bit...harsh? Overbearing? Un-fun?”

Jisung bit his lip, his eyes rounding with a mix of realization and guilt as he saw the expression on your face. You probably didn't even notice it as you looked up into the sky, but he could see it as clear as day. A bittersweetness that looked a bit like hurt, but it wasn't quite either.

So you did know of what people said about you, and it did affect you. The guilt festered in his chest as Jisung came to the painful realization that he was part of that group of judging before knowing only a few weeks before.

“Um!” Jisung blurted out rather clumsily, grabbing your attention as you turned to face him, “You're a good teacher. Y-yeah, sometimes you can be a bit strict, but people should know that you do it only because you want them to succeed!”

A moment of awkward silence passed between the two of you, and Jisung was about to disappear into the ground when you let out a giggle, covering your mouth with the back of your hand and failing to hide your amusement.

You laughed. You laughed because of him. You were smiling because of him. Jisung held your expression, your moment of happiness, close to his heart, and he wanted nothing more than to see it again.

“Thank you, Jisung,” you said after your giggles died and you stood before him, a bit of distance still between the two of you even though it wasn't quite as tense or awkward as before, “That means a lot to me, really.”

Jisung’s face lit up, and he nodded, “And I really mean what I said! I wouldn't have gotten so much better without you.”

Your cheeks felt unusually warm in the chilly evening, and you realized that you should probably make your escape soon before you found yourself falling more and more for this boy who wore his heart on his sleeve.

“Well, thank you again,” you said sincerely, clutching the strap of your book bag as you gave him a smile, already beginning to turn away, “I’m gonna head home, so I guess I’ll see you in class tomorrow.”

Jisung felt the joy in his heart stutter a bit at the way you turned to glance down the road you were about to take, and his mouth worked before his brain, “Wait! I could give you a ride!” He blurted out before wanting nothing more than to bonk himself in the head.

“Oh?” You turned back around to face him as you crossed your arms, “You drive?”

“Uh, I have a bike, which is still faster than walking,” Jisung supplied the follow up information rather unhelpfully, but it made you smile nonetheless, “And you live close to Seungmin’s family bakery, right? I live right around there, too.”

There wasn’t much about that offer that you could really refuse, and you found yourself not wanting to anyway. You were still pretty exhausted and you were already dreading the walk back home.

And besides, a little extra time with Han Jisung never hurt anyone except for your poor heart, which was beginning to grow tired of fighting your obvious attraction for this boy.

“Alright,” you said, shifting your bag strap higher up your shoulder as you gestured, “lead the way.”

The ride was quite silent, but neither of you minded. If anything, you enjoyed the silence, and Jisung knew you enjoyed it, so he didn’t bother to pry or start conversation. With your hands resting on his shoulders for balance as you sat behind him on what was normally the basket rack, and with the sky loosing its pinkish tones and exchanging them for the dark blues and purples of night, everything felt strangely perfect and--dare you say it--romantic.

When you finally told Jisung to stop in the front of a house just a couple buildings down from Seungmin’s bakery, the air between the two of you had shifted somehow. It wasn’t a big change; you weren’t suddenly head over heels in love with him and he wasn’t suddenly filled with the urge to kiss you like they do in shoujo mangas, but there was a comfortable and mutual sense of affection for one another that didn’t need any pushing or rushing from either side. The two of you just...knew it somehow.

“Thanks for the ride,” you said, your voice soft as you swung your leg off and found yourself next to the bike, face to face with Jisung.

“Don’t mention it,” he smiled, leaning against the handle of his bike in a way that made him look deviously adorable. You bit your lip, hesitating for a second before reaching up with your fingers and giving his soft cheeks a light squish.

Huh, they were even softer than you’d imagined they would be.

Jisung’s eyes grew as wide as saucers, which snapped you out of your daze as you quickly pulled your hand away and cleared your throat awkwardly.

“Don’t forget to go over today’s chapter when you get home,” you said, trying to mask your embarrassment and keep your voice steady as you gave him one last smile before rushing into your house, fumbling a bit with the keys when you pulled them out of your bag.

Jisung stood in front of your house for a moment longer, his eyes dazed with surprise as he reached up to rub his cheek. Fuck, if you mess around with him like this any more, he’d be head over heels in love with you before the semester even ended.

And as Jisung biked back home, he didn’t even care that he actually lived in the opposite direction and he’d lied a bit in order to make sure you got back safe. Your smiles, your laughter, and your gentle retaliation for his earlier pinch of your cheek made it all worth it.

Jisung thought he had the cutest cheeks in the world, but he was pretty satisfied with being second best now.

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sugamamacustard · 3 years

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One more time

Pairing: Alpha! Toru Oikawa x Omega! Reader

Genre: Fluff! (Sorry, no NSFW this time! I just couldn’t fit it!)

Request: Hi 👋 May I request an Alpha Oikawa x Omega reader scenario where they already have a pup and Oikawa wants another. How he would he be with his pregnant omega and his pups ?I'm sorry if this is confusing, ABO Au is one of my favourites but I have never made a request before so I'm not sure how to explain? Fluff, NSFW you can write it however u like THANK YOU 💕

Summary: You loved your small little family, but your alpha felt there was something missing.

Author’s Note: I loved this request so much??? Like, it’s so wholesome and domestic and my A’/B/O heart melts every time at Dad! Alpha! boys. I’m super sorry as I didn’t put any NSFW into this.

Requests: Open!

Toru Oikawa

➵ Your daughter Akemi was a blessing in every sense of the word. She was a sweetheart, happy and giggly and the absolute cutest little thing.

➵ Even if she did look like an absolute carbon copy of your husband.

➵ Her bright brown eyes and chocolate locks all copy and pasted from him.

➵ She was precious in every way nonetheless, even if Toru rubbed it in your face every chance he got.

➵ You never got made at him though, as he was the ideal father in every sense of the word.

➵ He made time for Akemi every day, even if he was sore and sweaty from practice—he’d shower before saying hi to her--, he’d let you have at least thirty minutes a day to yourself, more if he feels he has it down, which is almost always the case.

➵ Toru fed her, changed her, helped you to clean up the house. You both worked like a well-oiled machine and parenthood was a breeze.

➵ It was tough at times but you both stuck to your guns, communicating efficiently about what you wanted for Akemi and her childhood.

➵ How you wanted to deal with future tantrums, what schools you were looking at for her (Neither of you were touching high schools just yet), but there was one thing that you always seemed to slip out of discussing.

➵ Siblings for Akemi.

➵ Either you never really had the time before Akemi was crying, or you and Toru were fast asleep by the time you had the chance or- there were just a multitude of things that stopped the conversation from happening.

➵ Until Akemi’s first birthday though. You were rocking your daughter to sleep, brushing your hand along her head and past the brown locks on her head, just reveling in the feeling of holding your pup, a sign of your and your alpha’s love for each other, even if your omega felt the smallest bit…Empty?

➵ You knew that you and Toru wanted more children, just never got a chance to really talk about it

➵ . “Hey,” Your husbands voice purred into your ear, making you purr in response.

➵ His hands rested on your hips, holding you close as he held his daughter’s hand, running his thumb over her knuckles with such a soft and proud smile, making you just melt.

➵ “I know we haven’t talked about it in a while, but I want another.”

➵ You laughed. “Another pup, huh?”

➵ He nodded, rounding around to take Akemi. He laid her in her crib, slowly moving to hold you close once more—his hands on your hips with yours wrapped around your neck.

➵ He kissed your forehead, resting his forehead against yours.

➵ “Mhmm. This time they’ll look just like you with your cute little nose and beautiful eyes. Maybe even your adorable little cheeks.” You laughed, squirming when his hands came up to pinch your cheeks, enlarging your smiling face.

➵ He let go suddenly, turning and walking out of the nursery with a smirk. “Of course, maybe the Oikawa genes just run to deep.” He chuckled, making his way to your bedroom. You merely laughed once more before following.

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➵ “And then when mommy’s tummy is all big and round- Pop! Out comes your new sibling. Maybe a boy or girl. I hope for a girl. Two little princesses to spoil and love.”

➵ Akemi giggled at her father’s words, not really understanding what was going on but enjoying the attention, nonetheless.

➵ Toru couldn’t blame her though, as he too was laughing and giggling all through the house.

➵ It had been four months since you began trying, a heat passing where Oikawa proved yet again, he was the perfect husband by tending to you and allowing his sister to watch Akemi for four days your heat was there.

➵ She was ecstatic to hear the news of you guys trying and jumped at every opportunity to babysit for you guys.

➵ “It’s not really a pop, but whatever you say, Daddy.” You laughed, stepping out of the bathroom, thin stick in your hands. Toru watched you expectantly, turning Akemi to look at you too.

➵ “Ma!” Akemi preened, holding your cheeks with her small chubby hands when your nose rubbed against hers.

➵ You crouched in front of her, holding Toru’s knees with your hands before smiling up at him.

➵ “Hope your ready to go through those nine months again.” You chuckled, Toru nearly squealing with delight as he brought you into a hug, Akemi squished carefully between you two.

➵ “Ma!”

➵ “Ma- Oh my god- I’m gonna be a dad again ‘Kemi! Focus on me!”

➵ “Ma!”

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➵ You knew you married Toru Oikawa for a good reason.

➵ Yes, he could be an asshole.

➵ Yes, he could be the most annoying person you would ever meet.

➵ Yes, he sometimes cared too much for volleyball and-

➵ You had a point. What was it?

➵ Oh- Toru was an amazing husband through and through, despite all his flaws. He cared deeply for you, for your daughter, for your new baby (You decided to keep the gender a surprise to piss of Mattsun and Hanamaki who had a current running bet on what it would be).

➵ Every inch of his being, both alpha and not, was dedicated to your family. He was just as doting during this pregnancy as he was the last, making you purr in delight. He never wasted an opportunity to run out and grab whatever you were craving. He was even teaching Akemi to help.

➵ She’d waddle around after you—making you watch where you are going 24/7—picking up anything you dropped and giving it the extra foot and a half that would make your life so much easier.

➵ She picked out blankets and onesies and pacifiers, everything you would need she had a say in. And maybe it was another Blood Oikawa thing, but she had great taste.

➵ There was a small running duckling theme in the new nursery, which was painted a pale grey, most of which was coordinated by…You guessed it.

➵ Oikawa and Akemi.

➵For being twenty- almost twenty-one - months (A year and eight months), she was incredibly clever and smart for her age. That was all you though.

➵ No way was Toru ‘hit it till it breaks’ Oikawa the smart one in your relationship. (I live to bully this man I’m so sorry).

➵ When the first signs of labour (I’ve waited for this moment. To write about labour, as I see it done wrong all the time and as a Bio 30 student it hurts) showed up, you two began making plans to slowly prep yourself for the delivery of your new baby.

➵ Oikawa called up his sister, who screeched—loudly into his ear when he told her about your first contractions—before agreeing to come over in case they drastically increased. You re-packed and double checked your hospital bag, making sure you had everything you didn’t during your first trip.

➵ And you even packed Akemi her own bag for when her aunt would drop her off to meet her new sibling. She was just as excited to meet them as you were and was constantly handing you things she would later ‘gift’ to her sibling (These included a multitude of…art that was labeled 2 bb in the cutest, but messiest scribbles you’ve ever seen).

➵ You had to explain that when her sibling got back from the hospital, she could give them all the art she wanted as it would not all fit into the bag. She understood, watching you pack a change of clothes and pull ups for her.

➵ She would waddle after you as you and Toru would slowly walk up and down the hallways to try and ease the pain, which was more uncomfortable than painful really.

➵ Coos left both of you when she tied to hold onto your leg like Toru was, looking up to you with wide eyes brimmed with tears.

➵ When active labour kicked in, she cried, hugging you both before you left. Akemi made sure to pat your belly at least one more time before waving you off, watching you both leave.

➵ Toru was amazing the whole time, purring to you and letting you crush his hand (Yes. It was his spiking hand as he was going on paternity leave and had the time to heal. Plus, nothing would ever top his family).

➵ When it came time to push, he was encouraging in every sense of the word, coaching you through the entire thing.

➵ He brushed off every snap you sent his way, every angry word and vile insult spat his way. He didn’t know what you were going through, just that it was painful and taxing on every part of your being.

➵ Mentally, physically, and he was not about to start a fight with you.

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➵ When your son was finally handed to Toru, he cried. He’s cried a lot in his life, most in front of you, but he would always cry when it came to his family.

➵ His son was just as small as Akemi was when she was born, but just as precious.

➵ His face was squishy and chubby—and cone shaped—but he was adorable and you both absolutely loved him.

➵ When Akemi got to meet him, she also cried. She loved her brother the moment they met, which you and Toru were forever grateful for, and would refuse to go more then ten feet away from him.

➵ You ended up naming him Hiroshi, which Akemi had been trying to pronounce for as long as she’d known it.

➵ Your little family was beautiful, and Toru was thankful for you, giving him his two bundles of absolute joy, and your love.

➵ He was entranced with you from the moment he met you and never knew his life would lead to this. He wouldn’t change it even if he had the chance.

➵ In case you were wondering, your son ended up looking exactly like his sister and your husband. Seems the Oikawa genes run long and true.

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sugarakis-p2 · 2 years

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The stranger Ch 2

Drury has to step up and she is not used to it. Maybe a little M/F/F will distract her from the mounting problems.

Warning: Sweet soft Shiggy with two females knotting. Blood sucking and death.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Shigaraki's bulky form watched Drury sleep. The rise and fall of the furs were reassuring and proof that she was really here. He growls when he hears scared shouting for Drury. Below is the plump one that makes food taste good. It's almost dawn, and he hates the light. If the plump one keeps wandering around shouting, she will be eaten. That will make his mate sad, plus he won't be able to eat her food. Sighing, he jumps down.

Mary is screeching and flailing until she starts babbling about not dropping her. He carefully places her in the nest. Drury stirs and drowsily mumbles Mary.

"Stop squishing me! Oh, Dru! Thank the gods!" Mary shouts, wrapping herself around Drury.

"Can't breathe! Love you too, Mary," Drury gasps. Shigaraki is going through the basket Mary had with her and stuffing himself with pies. Cheeks puffed and jelly around his lips.

"Squishy. Soft," he rasps as he reaches out and squeezes Mary's cheeks in his hands.

"Uh, Dru. C-c-c-can you get him to stop groping me?" Mary pleads.

"Shiggy, stop that! You're making me jealous."

"Squishy, soft," he says, disappointed. Drury squeals.

"I know, right! She's just so fun to squish." Drury joins in with the squishing.

"Enough, you two! Drury, we need to get back home now. He found Harry."

"He found Harry and the others." Drury throws herself at him, and he makes pleased little coos.

"No, only Harry. No one noticed you missing with the commotion of finding Harry at the 'abandoned outpost.' Do you still have that unicorn horn?" Mary asks desperately.

"Yes, I can't get it off." Shigaraki chitters contented. Taking her hand and rubbing it against his face. Mary narrows her eyes, jealous of this affection display.

"Harry has forbidden forest sickness, and it's only a matter of time before the sacred Order finds out and cleanses Hannah and Harry with fire. Hannah is protecting him by saying it's cold exposure. He keeps saying he has something important to tell us, but he won't talk to Hannah."

"What? Why won't he talk to Hannah…. Wait, never mind. That's a stupid question. Of course, he won't talk to Hannah. She's so difficult about rules. Shiggy, can you take us back?" Shigaraki stops his rumbling purrs and gives Drury a hard stare.

"Can you take us back there?" she says, pointing down to the orphanage. Shigaraki hisses and shakes his head no.

"Mate, stay. Squishy stay. Safe here," he growls, shuffling back to the basket.

"Squishy, really? Can't it be like sexy baker? He really likes my baking. Hey there Shiggy." Mary says nervously. He looks over at her shoveling muffins in his mouth. "I can make more for you if you take us home."

Shigaraki considers it then shakes his head no again.

"Shiggy, please. I'll return tonight. I must go back and help my sisters and brothers. We're orphans. We're the only family we have." Shigaraki wavers. He understand what it is like to be an orphan.

"Family? Drury and Squishy Shig family. Safe here," He says finally. Going back to stuff his face, he growls when Drury tries to talk him into letting them go back. With trembling hands, Mary touches him.

"If Shiggy is family, then the others are family too. Help us save our family, please, Shiggy," Mary begs. His stern features soften at Mary's words. He considers how to say what he needs to say as he swallows.

"Squishy stay. Drury brings family. Drury, Squishy, family, stay with Shiggy." Mary looks to Drury.

"What does he want?"

"I think this is an ultimatum. I get to go and gather our family together. You are collateral to be sure I come back. Then we stay with him in the forest."

"He's not going to mate with me, is he?" Mary squeaks with a high blush in horror. Shigaraki hisses and points to Mary.

"Sister, no mate. Stay here, stay safe."

"Seems like he's more concerned for your safety than screwing you," Drury says.

"Oh, don't know if I'm relieved or disappointed," Mary says. Making Drury laugh.

"Well, I heard they do that in some distant lands," Drury says suggestively. Mary wrinkles her nose.

"Dru, really, you would do that?"

"I'm not closed-minded when it comes to new things. Shiggy, do you know of an herb or treatment of some kind that can help Hannah and Harry?" Shigaraki considers this and shakes his head no. Leaving Drury crestfallen. It wasn't long ago she was considering staying at the orphanage forever. But since meeting Shiggy, it's really not enough for her anymore. She used to dream of distant lands and new experiences. Dreams that were continually crushed by the sacred Order. She's tired of the sacred Order, and if she knows Hannah, she is tired of it too.

"Shiggy, our family is very big," she spreads out her arms to stress how big. "Can we feed all those mouths?"

"Shig can hunt for army. Bring family."

"You aren't really thinking of doing this, are you?" Mary says. She looks dumbfounded.

"Of course. Why, what were you thinking?"

"I was thinking Hannah would be the first to tell you how stupid this idea is. We either both stay here and forget about the orphanage or go home and forget about ever stepping foot in this forest again. Anything else is going to get us caught and killed."

"It is foolish. It's so me," Drury smiles. "Aren't you tired? The sacred Order burns people alive!"

"Yes, which has to make you wonder what horrors await us in the woods if our people thought to themselves, "Ah yes, they burn us alive, but it's better than the alternative." You are placing a lot of trust in a stranger. A strange stranger who builds a nest in trees."

"It's genius! It keeps us safe from predators on the ground. Mary, I leave this up to you. It's your life too but let me remind you who they will burn alive. Harry may be an unbearable little bully. But he's brave and has his whole life to discover who he will be unless, of course, he's burned alive. Then there is Hannah. Hannah is the buzz kill and dream crusher, but she always does it out of love and keeps airheads like me grounded. It needs to be said. Without Hannah, we would have been thrown into the woods."

"Oh no, don't bring this up."

"I have to. Remember when someone wanted to hunt for a blood truffle? We stayed out too late and barely made it out of the forbidden forest."

"I know."

"Then Hannah spoke up and swore she punished us by keeping us in the pig stall for too long. She is so strict they never questioned her. We are alive today because of Hannah."

"Blood truffle," Shigaraki rasps. He moves away and sorts through some things. Triumphantly pulling out what looked like a blood clot. He hands it to Mary, going over to Drury to snuggle while the females talk everything to death.

"My gods, this is the biggest one I've ever seen. I-I-I want to taste what life outside the orphanage has to offer too. But…. ok, I'll stay here. Fuck the Order. Burn the bridge, Drury, so I can't change my mind. I'll stay here with brother Shiggy. Is that really his name? It sounds too cute."

"Shigaraki," he hisses.

"Brother albino hunchback Shigaraki." Drury signals for Mary to shut up about the hunchback thing. It's rude, but Mary is busy babbling to herself about all the dishes she can make with blood truffle.

"Shiggy, take me back to the orphanage, and I will see you tonight. But I will need two nights. Two nights, because we must do this in secret. All at once on the second night. Please, two nights." Shigaraki scratches at his scarf as he considers this. She wonders why he wears it if it's so itchy.

"Two nights. No more. Go to tree. First tree. Tonight." Drury squeals and kisses him.

"You are the absolute best! You find Harry and then help me. I'm going to try that one thing Hannah told me about tonight." She kisses him some more. He follows those lips to the edge, where he grabs her and swings over the lip. Both Mary and Drury yelp in fear.

"Be careful," Mary shouts at their quickly descending shapes. He is so quick that the forest is a blur again as he drops her off at the kitchen's back door. She gives him one last kiss, and he whimpers. Not wanting to leave her. The sun is coming up, and so he gives her a sharp chirp before he leaves. Darting into the woods, watching her from the darkness until she entered the kitchen. She started on the morning breakfast.

Drury screams when Big sister is behind her. She never heard her enter.

"Really, Drury, you are too excitable," Big Sister snorts.

"Hah! Sorry Big Sister, I was just busy getting breakfast ready. Such an interesting word. Breaking fast because we don't eat in our sleep. Although I know, Mary and I often dream of food."

"Droll as ever I see. Where is Mary? Not to disparage you, but your cooking is often fraught with errors."

"Oh, I assumed she had told you. A few days ago, she met someone at the market. She came to tell me that you had found Harry. I was searching for him near the docks. Well, she met that man, and they decided life was too short, and he whisked her away. Where is Hannah?" Big sister sighs like she wishes the Order would let her curse.

"We not only found Harry but Ren much later. Ren is too pale but seems fine. Hannah is tending to Harry. I fear he has that sickness that arrived in the village about four nights ago. I wanted to quarantine the child alone, but she refused for reasons. So, she will not be able to help you today. I think I should call the holy mother."

"Oh really. I heard that we should wait 72 hours for mild cases like this. The Holy mother is so busy." Drury says, stirring the oats.

"You are a reader. The Holy Mother is busy. I will consider your words. What are you making for breakfast?"

"Oats with dried fruits, brown sugar, and butter."

"It's difficult to burn oats. Very well. Be sure that Hannah and Harry remain in quarantine and avoid contact."

"Absolutely." Drury is quick. She makes a mental list of the children and older sisters that will want to leave. The youngest and a few of the others would not thrive outside. It would be cruel to force them. Drury has the charm to convince people, but Hannah would know the true nature of the children. If she confides in the wrong person, they could be in terrible trouble.

The other older sisters come in to serve while Drury makes her way to the isolation room for the sick. She checks around and is quick when she slips in. The unicorn horn affords her protection from disease. Hannah lights up when she sees her.

"Oh, thank the Gods. Drury, your stranger, did it. He brought back my harry, but he refuses to talk to me." She pouts. Oh boy, she has never seen Hannah such a mess. She is typically the stone pillar they cling to.

"I brought you oats and chicken bone broth for Harry," Drury says cheerfully. "Hannah, I need you, so pull yourself together and make a list of people who will leave with us."

"Leave? with us?"

"Yes, I saw big sister this morning, and she is already talking about bringing the holy mother here. We know what that means. So, make a list while I talk to Harry." She nods, and Drury sits next to Harry.

"I heard you had an adventure and went monster hunting. Tell me all about it." Harry shifts and moans. His nose is red and runny. Drury can feel the heat of him from where she was sitting.

"Not in front of her," he groans, pointing to Hannah.

"Who her? You can trust her. Did I ever tell you she saved Mary and me one time? I know it's hard to believe, but I used to be quite the troublemaker." She beams and winks at Harry. Who kind of grins back.

"I wanted to protect you and the orphanage from that monster, Drury. You didn't listen. Abbey and Ren came with me. I found monsters but not the one we were looking for. A patchwork man of burnt skin and a dragon born. I snuck up on the dragon born and was about to make a fatal blow when a girl with blonde hair caught Ren and Abbey. She threw Ren in a cage. And then…" She stops to burst into a sob. "Then she bit into Abbey's neck. Blood was everywhere. Abbey stopped struggling and went limp. They laughed as they dismembered her and threw her in a stew pot." He gulps for air. Drury hugs him while toweling sweat and tears from the poor boy.

"I just stood there, Dru. I stood there and watched as they killed my best friend. I am a coward."

"No, you can't think like that. Abbey would have wanted you to live and be happy. If you had gotten caught too then who would their be to save Ren?" She kisses his head. He continues clinging to her.

"When daylight came, they fell asleep. I snuck into the cave and found the key for the cage. Only not all of them were asleep. There were others I didn't see. They threw in the cage with Ren. The next night when the vampire tried to take Ren, we both fought as hard as possible. I bit her on the arm. I tasted her blood. It was foul…. like it was curdled. She laughed and told me she liked Ren better. He was a real hero. He stayed by his friends' side. I started feeling sick right away. She did the same to him when that albino came in. He growled and hissed at the others. The wizard man in the mask touched me, and I fell asleep. I woke up with the albino handing me to Hannah. Dru, they say Ren is back. But I saw him die. I didn't save him either. Whatever that is, it's not Ren. That albino knows those creatures." He burst into hard sobbing. Drury shushes him. Rocking him gently.

"You're so brave, Harry. Don't worry about Ren. Don't worry about anything. The older sisters are here to take care of it. Here drink your broth. I have to talk to Hannah." Harry just dropped a load of shit in her lap she was not expecting or ready for. The massive meaning of his story meant nothing good, to say the least.

"You have that list?"

"Yes, and we should leave as soon as possible. Maybe to a coastal city?"

"I asked Shigaraki for two nights. So, we are going tomorrow night. Look at that I got his name right." She looks over the list and shoves it in her bodice.

"Are you insane? After what Harry told us?" Hannah whispers, panting with fear.

"Where to start. There is no way we can escape into an inner ring. We can't escape the arm of the Order by trying to hide out in any town. The forest is our only option, and we cannot go in there without a guide. Shiggy has been nothing but sweet and found Harry. You tell me what you want to do. Either way, I'm leaving in two nights." Drury says, crossing her arms.

"Drury, do you know what this means?"

"Yeah, it means we have to leave."

"No, it's bigger than that. Creatures of night shouldn't be able to make it through the magical barrier. If they are here, they made it through. The rings are doomed. We have to tell someone."

"Who the hell are we going to tell? Big Sister, who is a part of the scared Order? The sacred Order? They will kill us. They kill children for wandering too far into the woods. They only recently lifted the death penalty for women who know how to read. After tomorrow night, none of this will be our problem."

"This doesn't feel right, Drury. We're sentencing everyone that's not on this list to death."

"When doing the right thing means your death or the death of your loved ones, it's not right. That is why I am leaving. As for sentencing, I didn't make the rules, they made it before us, and it's up to them to survive without us. I will not refuse anyone who asks for help, but they must ask for it. Enough rants. The real question is what to do about Ren." Hannah shrugs at this. The lost look in her eyes is making Drury worry. How is she supposed to do this alone? She plasters a smile and gives Hannah a hug.

"Hey, don't worry, we are going to do right by Harry. I'm going to do everything I can to get him better" Hannah nods. "Make sure he drinks that broth." She says, leaving. The list only had seven other people. She thinks she knows exactly who can help her with this list. It took her a little while, but she found Ren. Sleeping sweetly, he looks like a little dead angel, the dark rings around his eyes too pronounced. No one was around. She grabs the bottom of the bed and flips it.

Ren screams, pissed off, until he sees Drury's smiling face.

"Hello, Ren. I have a question for you. Who and or what are you? Don't take your time, I'm very busy today, and I hate working. Do you see this?" Drury holds up her favorite butchers' knife.

"It's a big knife." The greyish Ren smiles.

"I don't think you would be smiling if you were the old Ren. Everyone knows I'm a mediocre cook and a shit baker. But I'm a surgeon with a butcher's knife, that's why I'm part of the kitchen domestics. This one is my favorite. It's thick and heavy, with a perfectly worn handle. I keep them sharp, so they cut through bone like butter. So, start talking."

"You wouldn't kill a child, would you? That's evil," Ren says smugly. Drury is quick, slicing the bed in half with little effort. She gets in the right distance to cut Ren in half.

"Try me," she growls. Ren looks her up and down.

"You're too cute for Shigaraki. He sent me to keep an eye on you and keep you safe," Not-Ren says. Must be some kind of shape shifter. Undead thing at the least she thinks.

"What happened to the real Ren?"

"He threw rocks at Shigaraki. He paid the price for hurting one of the families in the League."

"Did Shigaraki order you to do it?" She's dreading the answer. She has to ask.

"Ppfffttt, of course not. He is so enamored with you he refuses to act. He's a big softy for you. But in the family, we do what we want. He seemed pissed that we did anything. But those little brats attacked us first. What are you going to do about it? Kill a member of your new family?" Not-Ren says haughtily. Drury reaches into her bodice, pulls out the list, and rips it with the list of children for Ren.

"No, you're going to help save the family I have left. Here convince them to come with us and be ready by tomorrow night." She hands the list to Not-Ren, cutting her job down to two people.

"You're a strange one. You don't want revenge?" Not-Ren says, eyeing her up and down with suspicion.

"Keep thy enemies close, for one day thou may twist the knife and pluck the eye that offends thee. When scales are balanced, one may find thy enemy can be thy greatest asset. 22:1 of the Scared text of the Order. Most of it is nonsense, but there are a few gems. I don't need revenge, I need help, I'm too busy." Drury turns away from the huffing Not-Ren.

"I can't wait to be family! Let's be friends. I like you already," it shouts at Drury's receding shape. She doesn't like keeping secrets from her two sisters. This doesn't change anything between her and Shigaraki.

Drury always strived to be a modern woman living in the now. Even if she had a reason to be mad at Shiggy. She doubts her resolve would be firm against a man saving her from mediocracy and the wrath of the scared Order.

At diner Not-Ren almost got caught for not eating. It was about ready to get beaten by big sister.

"Stupid me, I already fed Ren liver. See, doesn't his color look better already?"

Later that night, she makes a pillow version of herself in her bed. Drury goes into the darkness to meet Shiggy by the tree. She jumps into his arms. He catches her and spins her. His chest is rumbling while he kisses her. His tongue is invading the back of her throat, making her gag.

"Oh, you're naughty. Not fair I can't do that back. I missed you."

"Druuuuuuury," he purrs, carrying her to his tree. This time she keeps her eyes open and takes in the view of the landscape.

"Dru!" Mary gives her a big hug. Drury is starting to wonder what she should do. She wants to be intimate with Shiggy. Perhaps they should have done it against a tree before coming here. She doesn't imagine that would be comfy. She also doesn't know how to do it like that, but she is sure Shiggy would know. "Shigaraki has been gathering all these tasty things for me. Although he spent most of the time sleeping. Here I made us flower crowns, aren't they pretty?"

Mary places the crowns of snapdragons on her head, and they fall over their eyes, causing a cascade of giggles. A sound Shigaraki enjoys, he leans on his hand and watches the two females. He can't help himself and lets out a sharp chirp of appreciation. Drury smiles at him.

"How is everyone?" Mary asks. Drury wants to avoid this subject at all costs.

"Mary, I would like to be intimate with Shiggy. It would be rude in a confined space not to offer you to join."

"What?" Shigaraki and Mary said at the same time. Drury's smile grows mischievous.

"Well, I view you as a sister and him a brother. Wouldn't it be weird for you?"

"Not for me. I love you and have always thought of you as pretty. Plus, we did play those games. Remember? Husband and wife. What about you, Shiggy?" Shigaraki shifts uncomfortably as both run their lustful eyes over him.

"One mate. Drury one mate," he blushes. Mary is biting her lip.

"I always thought you were pretty too. That game was just awkward hugging and over the clothes stuff. Doesn't' count. Is he nice? Does he know how to usher a girl into womanhood?"

"It was very nice. So much I want to do it again. He is rather big, though," Drury giggles.

"Really?" Mary asks wide-eyed. Shigaraki's eyes are darting between the two in disbelief. "I always wanted to be with someone more experienced. I can not imagine another virgin knowing what they are doing. I was always so afraid of the pain. Don't ejaculate in me, please." She says to Shigaraki.

"One mate," he says again, whimpering.

"Well, I only want this to be a one-time thing. You Drury?" Mary says.

"I'm open to more if everyone agrees on it. But if it is just a one-time thing, I'm interested in trying it at least once with two people I love."

"Love," Shigaraki whimpers like a puppy.

"He's turning bright red. Is that normal?" Mary asks, turning her head to the side.

"Yes, can I kiss you?" Drury asks.

"Only if you help me with this fucking bodice." Drury helps her pull off her layers. Mary does the same while both giggle like mad. Shigaraki's nostril flare. He is mystified about what is happening. Mary's body is a little thicker but just as lovely as Drury, in his opinion.

"Wait, Shiggy, do you not want us at the same time? Just once?" Drury asks with big eyes that make him weak. He sighs, resigned.

"Once. Only once. No see." He shreds large swathes from his coat. And quickly blindfolds both.

"Oh my gosh, are you sure he's not a virgin too? He's so shy."

"This is so interesting. I would never have thought of this. Let's pull our crowns over our eyes too."

"I like that!" the girls pull their crowns down. Then grope for each other. Gentle hands are exploring, caressing tender flesh, and pressing themselves together. Their mouths find each other's, their tongues touch in a sensual kiss. He gets close to scent the experience of two females bringing one another to heat. Drury pulls away.

"Your lips are so soft. This helps so much. I was nervous. You're a good kisser. Taste sweet."

"Stop, your making me blush and laugh too much."

"Where is Shiggy?" He gently pushes them back together.

"Kiss more," he breathes. Shigaraki has to use his extra arms to keep their wandering fingers from feeling anything he wasn't ready for them to know about. The human females of the area are skittish about non-humans. Like, set them on fire skittish. Mary is aggressive with her kissing, making Drury moan in her mouth, their nipples harden. Drury's fingers find Shigaraki's rock-hard leaking cock. She strokes him making him chirp. Mary hears him and finds his dick, and adds to the sensations. He's panting and keening as Mary guides Drury to his dick.

"Let's taste together," Mary pants. Eagerly licking his shaft and sucking his tip. Drury is sucking his hip and leaving a possessive mark while kneading his ass. They come together at his tip, their tongue entwining around him as they kiss and suck. He widens his knees and leans back, throwing his head back. His eyes roll, and his tongue lolls. He's keening and whimpering. The soft pressure of their tongues is creating an explosion in his loins that builds too quickly. Roaring, he hefts them both up. They squeal and giggle as he rolls up a fur to set their asses down on, propping up their hips so he can get easier access to the apex of their heated valleys.

He fingers his Drury while he moves to Mary.

"Kiss?" he asks before he touches her.

"He wants to lick you, say yes. It makes it easier to take his cock."

"Yes, ok. Dru more kisses." Mary plays with her nipples and plays with her flesh. Shigaraki plays with his sweet mate while he tongues Mary's virgin hole. He stretches her and worms his tongue deeply, making Mary writhe on Drury. They begin to rub each other's clits. Bringing themselves in heat for him quicker. He starts to hum in the soft one's pussy. Soon a bust of juices and pulsing around his tongue signals Mary is ready. He drinks her sweet nectar, pulling away, replacing his tongue with his fingers. He moves to Drury, who screams and too quickly cums on his tongue. Mary apparently has talented hands. He alternates his rough licks from one to another.

"Shiggy, fuck Mary first. Don't cum in her," Drury moans as Mary licks and sucks her lip. He removes the fur and lays Mary on top of Drury. The sight of their sweet wet cunts touching was making him feral. Which he must suppress, Drury requested a gentle deflowering of her nest sister. He is vibrating with sexual tension when he slowly sheaths himself in the soft female. He wraps a hand around his length to be sure he doesn't knot her. Warming his cock as the females make sweet lewd noises. One hand brace himself up, one on Mary's hip as he slowly grinds in her embracing warm walls. The other in his Drury's hair, the silken strands are interweaving in his claws.

He pulls them apart to kiss his mate as Mary's moans intensify. She tastes different with the mix of their saliva. Their breasts rubbing, the friction sending tingles through their nipples. He wishes he could stretch his wings, add the vibrations, the buzzing, and flapping. It would be better to be unbridled but some other time. Shigaraki maintains control until Mary is screaming and crushing his cock, trying to milk him. He stays in her long enough for her pleasure. Quickly he shoves himself lower to encase himself in his Drury. He bucks passionately and hard. Fuck, she screams as she holds Mary.

"Oh my, I think he's excited," Mary laughs as he bounces off her nice ass.

"Own fault," he snarls through gritted teeth.

"Oh Gods, he feels amazing. You both do. More!" Who is he to refuse? He grinds and rotates his hips, making his Drury drool and whimper. Her demands were silenced by ecstasy and Mary's eager kisses. Drury screams as she flutters around him, pulling a growl from him as he knots his mate. Her orgasm is milking him dry. His tongue lolls as he drools, lost in euphoria. The females are shifting, and he has to snap out of it. Disappointed he can't enjoy this moment longer. He has to stop Mary from taking her blindfold off. Moving his mate's leg up and over. She whimpers since his knot is stuck in her. He pulls her close as they spoon. He covers the three of them in furs. Humans will fall asleep soon. Then he allows them to remove the blindfolds.

"He is outstanding. Thank you, Drury, for sharing. Thank you, Shigaraki, that was very pleasant, but I'm afraid you are too large for me. I'm grateful it was you who took my virginity. Just the one time for me, however. How was it for you two?"

"Work. Too much work," Shigaraki hisses. Jerking as Drury laughs.

"It was nice, but I will respect your request. You are still my sister, and I feel curiously closer to you," Drury nods.

"Me too. I think I prefer to snuggle, though."

"Then snuggles you shall have," Drury holds Mary as they fall asleep. Shigaraki feels a little used and out of the snuggle loop. The cock sucking was nice. He would do that again, but his legs are burning, and his wings ache.

The ladies smell pleased with his rumbling purrs and keening that lull them to sleep.

Chapter 3

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stray-kids-react · 3 years

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Baby 1 and baby 2

Masterlist

Warnings - One swear word

Genre - Fluff

Pairing - Felix x Gender neutral (But mentions pregnancy) reader.

The previous week

"Ugh..." You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose.

"What's up buttercup?" Felix asked, leaning his chin on your shoulder as he paused his game.

You handed him your phone, a text from your best friend begging you to babysit her five children. You were her only friend who was available and you couldn't say no, even if you really really wanted to. You were never good with kids, you weren't even good at making friends with other kids when you were young. You wanted a family and cherished children, they just never seemed to like you.

When ever you asked someone why they don't enjoy your company, the answer is always that you try too hard. And when you dial it back you apparently don't try at all.

"I'll come with you." Felix suggested, burrowing his face into your neck.

You loved how considerate your angel of a boyfriend was, but it slightly intimidated you that this would be the first time he sees you interacting with children. You didn't want to seem cold around innocent children in general, and especially when your future husband would be there with you.

"You'll be fine muffin. You have a week to prepare and I'm sure they'll love you." He reassured,noticing how stiff your body has become.

The morning before it happens

"Okay, Bada is the oldest..Younghoon is next, then May, then Chae,..... Shit what's the youngest again." You murmured, looking through the notes you wrote down.

Your boyfriend couldn't help but giggle at how serious you were taking a simple babysitting gig. He has never seen you become so stressed, you usually were able to cool off and take a small cat nap.

"Boyoung, and you need to relax." He sighed, placing a small kiss to your lips as he knocked on your friends front door.

"Oh thank God! You're just on time. The kids are finishing up supper right now, they should all be in bed by eight, and Boyoung can't sleep without her lamb stuffy. Good luck!" F/n sputtered out, as her husband began to walk her to their car.

You and Felix took off your jackets and shoes in the main lobby, noticing a dumpling cheeked girl looking down at you with curious eyes. A small pink lamb was tucked tightly between her arms, that clued you onto that it was Boyoung.

"Are you a prince?" A slightly taller girl asked Felix, wearing a little mermaid nightgown.

"I can be." He replied softly, making both girls giggle with joyful smiles.

They grabbed onto his hands, pulling him to the living room where plastic tea cups were sprawled across the table. The rest of the children were still finishing their macaroni and cheese at the dining room table, they bright eyes fixating on you and Felix.

"What's their name?" you asked, pointing to her lamb stuffy.

"Bebe. She's my best friend, do you want to hold her?" Boyoung suggested, rushing to your side.

She crawled onto your lap, large doe eyes boarding into yours as she placed Bebe into your hands. Boyoung reminding you of a mochi, soft, squishy, and sweet. You've never seen a kid so adorable, you wondered if your own kids would be this cute.

Bada, Younghoon, and May joined the gathering. All of the swarming Felix, May playing with his earrings as Bada and Younghoon messed with his hair.

Even though you didn't interact much, Boyoung seemed to cling onto you. Following you around wherever you went, even watching you clean up their dishes and waiting there til you finished.

"ISN'T THAT WHERE THOSE HUGE SPIDERS ARE?!" Bada squeaked from the living room, all of them shocked realizing where Felix was from.

Bada was the only one who knew where it was, but hearing that their were apparently huge spiders was enough of a surprise for them.

"Do you like like him?" Boyoung asked, staring up at you as she hid her face behind her stuffy slightly.

"I love him. He's my prince charming." You responded softly, brushing some of her hair out of her face.

She smiled brightly, wondering if you were a princess/prince. Her imaginative mind raced with fairytale stories involving you and Felix. The clock was ticking near 7:30 and Felix was still hyping some of the kids up, getting lost in the childish antics.

"Felix, we should be tucking the kids in." You demanded softly, holding back a soft laugh when he pouted similarly to the children.

The children followed Felix to their rooms, you picked up Boyoung in your arms. Her cheek squishing against yours as she cuddled it o your grip. Letting out soft yawns and groans as the sleepiness finally began to hit her.

She curled up under her blankets, Bebe close to her heart as she covered him in the blanket. You gently rubbed her back, feeling her heartbeat calm as you soothed her to sleep. You were so focused on settling Boyoung that you didn't even notice Felix admiring you from the doorway.

You removed your hand cautiously, tip toeing out of her room, blushing as Felix kissed you abruptly in the doorway. He guided you back to the living room, sitting you on his lap. Noticing your eyes beginning to close softly, he held onto you with the softest touch possible.

Pressing a long kiss to the top of your head, exhaling slowly from the long day. Even though he was tired, he could get used to the feeling of having kids around. He just wanted them to be your own next time.

Your baby #1 and he wants a baby #2.

Little did he know that you were so stressed because you didn't want to do an awful job since you were already 2 weeks pregnant. Having to extend your reveal due to the babysitting gig.

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multistan-kpopwritings · 3 years

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Baby Mine

➟ pairing(s): YoungJae x Reader

➟ genre(s): Fluff

➟ word count: 1K

➟ warnings: A little suggestive at the end ;)

Lullabies: You Are My Sunshine | Baby Mine | Beautiful Boy | You Make Me Happy

Your phone rang and Youngjae's sister's name flashed on your screen. You slid the green phone icon across the screen and balanced the phone on your shoulder. You and your new husband had only been home a week from the honeymoon, and you were still trying to make room for everything. It was beginning to feel like a 2 bedroom apartment wasn't big enough.

"Hello," you chirped into the phone, "How is the family?" She had given birth to her son a few months ago and you were smitten with the child. You've only been able to video chat with them so far, but you were itching to get your hands on his squishy cheeks.

"Everyone is great, thanks for asking," she said. She pulled the phone away from her mouth, but you could still hear her tell her daughter to calm down and not wake the baby. "We were thinking about taking a weekend trip to visit you two newlyweds. Would that be ok?"

"Yes," you exclaimed and clapped your hands. I missed seeing you guys at the wedding!" You and Youngjae had chosen to elope and just spend weeks away on the honeymoon. "Youngjae will be so excited to see you."

A few days later your sister-in-law stood at your front door with her husband and two children. You ushered them in and directed them into the living room. Youngjae stood and hugged his brother-in-law and niece. You held your arms out to his sister and mouthed 'Can I?'. She reached out and handed you the tiny baby boy.

"How long are you staying," Youngjae asked his sister. He absent-mindedly played with his niece. "There is a nice restaurant you should try while you're here. Y/N loves it."

"If we can find a babysitter," she said, "It would be nice to have a night alone." She smiled at you and her son fondly. "We haven't had a night alone since that little one."

"We'll keep them," you butted in, rocking the baby in your arms.

"We will?" Youngjae asked. You gave him a pointed look.

"Of course we will," you said, "It'll be great practice." Youngjae chocked on his drink and looked at you with wide eyes. "Calm down. In the future, silly." He let out a sigh of relief as his sister laughed.

"If you don't mind," his sister said softly, "That would be great." She smiled at you again.

A few hours later the small family left you alone with your husband again. You leaned against his body and slapped his arm.

"You seemed a bit freaked out when I mentioned kids," you mused, "Have you ever thought about having children?"

"Have you," he looked at you sideways, "Thought about having kids?"

"Of course I have," you laughed at him.

"With me," he tried to clarify. You laughed harder.

"Who else would I want to be the father of my children," you said, kissing his cheek.

A few nights later, your apartment was filled with the laughter of your niece and YoungJae. He was chasing her around the room trying to tickle her. They had finished a tea party and played princesses. After dinner you got her changed into her pajamas and tried to soothe her baby brother.

"Auntie," the little girl tugged on your shirt, "Mommy sings to him sometimes. It helps him sleep." You looked at the little girl and smiled.

"I know someone else that works for, too," you said softly. "Come on, let's see if you can help me get him to sleep, ok?" You had YoungJae set up the travel bassinet in the spare room so he could be near his sister. You laid the baby on the bed and started to change him into his pajamas. You gently squished his cheeks in your fingers, making kissy noises. You then started to sing a soft lullaby to the children.

Baby mine, don't you cry

Baby mine, dry your eyes

Rest your head close to my heart

Never to part, baby of mine

You swayed side to side singing softly as you brushed the hair back on your niece's head with your free hand.

Little one, when you play

Don't you mind what they say

Let your eyes sparkle and shine

Never a tear, baby of mine

She climbed into the bed and laid her head down. She smiled up at you and yawned, "That's pretty, auntie." You leaned down and kissed her forehead. You carefully laid the baby in his bassinet and wiggled his toes.

From your head to your toes

You're not much, heaven knows

But you're so precious to me

Sweet as can be, baby of mine

Youngjae found himself leaning against the door, watching you interact with the children. He crossed his arms and smiled fondly at you. His heart fluttered every time you smiled. You leaned down and kissed the top of the baby's head.

Oh, baby of mine

You finished the lullaby and turned to leave. You gasped and grabbed your chest when you saw Youngjae standing there. His smile grew as you walked closer. He held his arms out to embrace you.

"Is that what you're going to sing to our children," he asked softly, placing a kiss on your head. You hummed a response and pulled away.

"Now we're having children?" you asked. You eyed him carefully.

"I have thought about it," he admitted, "And I'd be pretty upset if you had babies with someone else." He hugged you closer. "Come on," he said grabbing your hand.

"Where are we going?" you asked. Youngjae only led you to your shared bedroom and kicked the door closed.

"We're going to have a baby," he laughed, pulling his shirt off. "I read it doesn't happen right away. We need to practice... a lot." He busied himself with your belt.

"We just put them to sleep," you scolded him playfully, pulling him closer by his pants.

"Then I guess you'll need to be very quiet," he leaned in and kissed you deeply.

#got7 #got7 imagine #got7 imagines #got7 scenarios #got7 youngjae #choi youngjae #got7 choi youngjae #got7 fluff

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writingsbymo-mo · 3 years

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Stocking Stuffer

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❆ Day 10 of our 12 Days of XXXmas Collab

❆ Summary: Tomura has a special gift for you and you’re so excited to find out what it is. You think it’s some delicious jello just for you to enjoy but it’s not in the way you think. Tomura wants to feed your coochie right.

❆WC: 1.4k

❆Contains: gelatin eggs, some egg laying, teasing

❆TW: being stuffed with eggs

Anon wanted some gelatin eggs shoved inside by Shiggy and it’s finally here!

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On this cold December night, you awaited for your special gift from your one and only Tomura. To your surprise, he actually promised to give you something this year. You weren’t sure what to expect from the King of Villains himself. Maybe it was the one thing you always wanted? No matter, you were brimming with joy for his gift. Under the warm covers, you sat patiently for him to enter the room.

Thump thump thump

The sound of footsteps rushed through your ears. Heat rose in your cheeks as you shuffled to sit up with an excited smile.

“Close your eyes now player two if you want your surprise,” Tomura purred. With a sigh, you closed them. “Ok, they’re closed.”

The door creaked as your spine tingled, hearing the crescendo in his footsteps.You could feel his wide smile focused on you even from across the room.

“Good girl. Keep them closed just like that.”

Suddenly, the room became warmer...until a rush of cold swept over you. “H-hey! I was cold…,” you grumbled. The blanket covering you was now gone. His steps stopped as a few things were dropped on the bed followed by the mattress bowing in front of you, causing your body to lightly bounce. “You won’t be needing the blanket when I’m done with you.”

Your spine tingled once more. Warmth pooled in your abdomen as your pussy twitched at the simple phrase.

The room was silent, except for the sounds of soft breathing and the low clicks from in front of you. ‘Is that noise coming from your surprise gift? Just what was it?’ you pondered for a few minutes. You figured Tomura as someone who would give an unconventional gift or something of the likes. He was taking longer to get ready than you thought. “U-um Tomura,” you made a brief pause and sighed, “can I open my eyes?” The anticipation only made you ever the more impatient.

“Not yet. Just have to take these off you first.”

“Ah!” Something cold slipped under your waistband when a sudden rush of air hit your legs and pussy. It was his hand...and he had destroyed one of your favorite pairs of panties...again. “Tomura...why did you do that?” you pouted.

Tomura couldn’t help but giggle, “well since you were growing impatient, I thought I’d speed things up a bit. Now you can open your eyes.”

You slowly opened them and stared in shock and confusion at the contents in front of you. He actually made something for you.

There sat ten gelatin eggs of red and green in a jello mold fresh from the fridge. Each one was the same size as the eggs you purchased from the store. Directly next to the eggs was a bottle of lube. An odd placement of sorts. Well, it looks like it’s gonna be a long night of fucking with some jello to snack on.

“You made these?!" You looked up at him with sparkling eyes. He simply smiled and nodded. "Awww thank you Tomura!” you reached out to grab the gelatin when three fingers grasped your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. Your brows furrowed, confused once more.

“I didn’t make those for you to put in your mouth player two,” he snickered as he grabbed an egg and the bottle of lube, “these are going in your niiiiice warm pussy.”

You stared, flabbergasted. "Wait...what?! Those are going in...in my—"

Lube squeezed onto the egg with a squelch as Tomura rubbed it around. He met your gaze, amused at your cluelessness turned to a surprise. A smirk spread across his face; his body leaning in with the squishy egg in hand. "Heheh, you heard me. I saw it in a hentai recently," the cold gelatin grazed your clit as he began tracing your folds with it. His smirk widening with every noise escaping your lips as he continued, "the girl laid helpless, moaning with every single egg was being shoved inside her until they popped out when she came."

The contrast of the cold gelatin against your sensitive pussy made it difficult to concentrate on him talking. Hearing that they pop out of the girl when she came...but what if you didn't? Could they get stuck? A low sigh snapped you out of your thoughts.

"I know that look on your face player 2. Don't worry. If they get stuck, they'll just have to stay in you until they melt."

Before you could muster a sound, something cold, squishy and wet pushed slowly inside your pussy. Shivers jolted through your body as goosebumps rose to your skin's surface. A soft cry left your lips in shock. The egg massaged your walls the deeper it went, pink flesh accommodating around it in its wake. You remembered seeing ten of them in the cartons....only nine more to go…

In and out his fingers went in a steady rhythm leaving a stark contrast of temperature from the gelatin. It was unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. Breathy moans fell from your lips as you shuddered in delight. The faint rhythmic squelching filled the room, being lulled into a lust induced haze.

“Looks like you’re starting to enjoy it. Hmmm...” Tomura slid his fingers out, now poking your swollen bud, relishing in your sweet cries. “I’d say, you’re ready for more!” He gave you a manic laugh, prepping the next egg. “In we go now.”

"T-Tomura, wait I’m not–" your breath hitched with another cold, squishy egg prodding at your entrance.

He counted as each one was pushed into you; one, two, three, four....each number, a record, a goal to him. His wide eyes and laughter piercing your ears.

Each one pushed and rubbed your fleshy walls, sliding deeper and deeper the more he squeezed inside. One by one, they went in. The ever tightening of your fleshy insides only made Tomura push harder, increasing the constant friction. Your eyes shot open as you cried out. The first one finally kissing your cervix sent shivers throughout your whole being. So full, so delightfully numb. It made your eyes water with a sigh of content.

"You liked that didn't you? Oh but we're not done yet. I want to see how many I can stuff before you break."

"N-no Tomura...n-no more! I-I can't...it's too much!" No matter how much you begged and pleaded, it never reached his ears. Oh no. It never would.

"It's only the last one. Just take it like a good girl unless...you want me to wear my special hoodie every time we go out."

Special hoodie? That would only mean....his cum stained ahegao hoodie that he always wears when he's gaming...still crusted with cum from the last time he used it.... You whimpered in defeat, shifting your gaze away from him with a pout, “f-fiiiine….just...just do it…AAAAH!!!–”

Your whole being jolted, shuddering in a string of cries. The last cold, squishy gelatin squeezing its way past your opening. Tears fell from your eyes. Every minute shift, every press, where cold and warm met, it set your loins ablaze.

Squelch, squish, squelch, squish

The sounds of the egg doing what it could to shove its way in; the others shifting, making room. Low, frustrated grunting swept past your ears. “Come on...just one more...you can take it…”

“F-FUCK!”

A loud pop and it was in. All ten. From your cervix to your entrance barely holding all the eggs in, you were filled up with ten gelatin eggs. Tomura stared in amazement and pride, watching your hole quivering, trying to keep them all in.

The bed caved as he shifted now looming over you, leaning down towards your face. “That’s my good player 2. You took them in so well,” he hummed and nibbled your neck.

You moaned in surprise once more. His thumb and index finger rolling your sensitive clit around again. You bit your lip and squeezed your eyes shut, gripping the sheets. The numbness intensified as the jolts of pleasure only increased. You couldn’t hold back anymore.

With one last tug of your clit, your eyes shot open with the loudest cry you could muster. One by one, the eggs popped out of you, leaving a trail of fluids between your thighs wherever they laid.

Once so full, now so empty.

You collapsed on the bed, engulfed by the mattress, catching your breath in the afterglow.

Tomura cupped your left cheek and ran his other hand through your hair, never looking more joyful in his life. “Did you enjoy your present, my player 2?”

Eyes half-lidded, you give him a soft smile, “mmm...yeah...it wasn’t what I expected but...I enjoyed it,” you rasped.

“Heh, well, that was only the stocking stuffer. The real present comes later.”

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We know this year has been a rough one for a lot of us, so our little group got together to do this Lil’ collab to try and bring some fun to this time of the year, and also help the ones of us who are experiencing difficulties.

Each fanfic from our collab will have the writer’s commission info or tip jar,check their works and if you like it, feel free to help ✨✨✨✨

✨✨We all hope you have happy holidays ✨✨✨

❆tip jar/ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/momo0953

#tomura and his kinks #tomura shigaraki x reader #shigaraki tomura x reader #nsft #smut #bnha #mha #egg laying #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #12 days of xxxmas

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trashyswitch · 3 years

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Chris's Cuddly Mother

Chris has been fixing the animatronics for months and months now, and has been taking advantage of Chica's loving, cuddly nature throughout all of it. One day, Chris ends up working late and accidentally gets too comfy. This ends up changing up his night quite a bit.

Part 2 of The Repair Man's Reward.

This fanfic is dedicated to Chris: my great friend and long lost 'brother'! I hope you enjoy the sequel! You deserve it!

Chris walked into the pizzeria later in the night than usual. Truth be told, he was watching TV at his house when he realized how quickly the time went by. By the time he had driven up to work, it was 10:30 at night. He felt a little bad that he was late for work, because he would usually be cuddling Chica right about now. He wondered if Chica had enough of a concept of time to remind him that he was late. Probably not. And even if she did: late is better than never coming at all.

Chris headed up the stage with his toolbox. One of the downsides to being late, was that the stage stairs were put away already. He’d have to climb onto the stage instead of walk up the stairs like he usually did. Chris placed his toolbox onto the stage and hoisted himself onto the stage with only a little difficulty. Then, Chris stood up, grabbed his toolbox and walked up to the animatronics.

“Good evening everyone. Cool evening, but no complaints.” Chris greeted. The animatronics didn’t reply, like he predicted. So, he opened up his toolbox and started with Bonnie first like usual. Going through the usual cleaning and tuning routine, Bonnie proved to lose some of his tuning this time. He gave it a quick fix and smiled at the satisfying sound of a properly tuned guitar. Closing him back up, Chris moved onto Chica.

To Chris’s surprise, Chica didn’t have any pizza slices on her! So, Chris put on his dust mask and opened Chica up to check for infestations. Much to Chris’s surprise, there was still an infestation of cockroaches! And this time, he thought he saw some ants too. This place was slowly turning into the other pizzeria. Chris gave Chica a couple doses of the chemi-spray (the stuff that’ll burn your lungs from the inside out), and closed Chica up. “There. Feeling better now, Chicky choo?” Chris asked, placing his hand into hers. Chica looked down at him and widened her eyes a little more. Her pupils quickly displayed a pair of white hearts as she dropped her jaw and tilted her head to the side, to show she recognized him.

Chris’s smile grew bigger as he rubbed her arm. “I still have one more animatronic to do. Then we can cuddle.” Chris told her as he moved onto Freddy. Freddy was a quick one to do. Only 2 toys were found on Freddy this time, compared to yesterday. Yesterday there were around 7 separate toys hidden in Freddy’s body! How Freddy kept getting these toys, Chris will never understand. Chris removed the two toys and placed them into the lost and found bin. When the eye cleaner spit out Freddy’s eyes, Chris put Freddy’s eyes back and clicked the jaw buttons to close him up.

With Freddy all finished, Chris walked back to Chica again. “Hi Chica! I’m ready now.” Chris told her. Chica looked down at Chris with her heart eyes again, and put down the cupcake and the plate. With her hands completely free, Chica picked him up and gave him a big hug. Chris wrapped his arms around the yellow chicken as well and rested his head onto Chica’s shoulder. It felt nice. The coolness of Chica’s metal plates felt satisfying to him. Truth was, Chris is a naturally warm guy, so coolness felt quite comforting to the warm man.

Chica rubbed her pink cheek into the side of Chris’s face in a loving way, and let out a little happy whine sound. Chris widened his eyes and just about squealed from cuteness overload! Did Chica just coo?! Chris giggled and kissed her cheek. “You’re such an adorable creature.” Chris told her. “I wish I could take you home and make you my roommate.”

Chica removed one of her hands and patted his head. Chris smiled and closed his eyes, and let her play with his hair. Chris usually enjoyed the feeling of people playing with his hair, and especially loved it when people (and robots) he knew so well, played around with his hair. Chica could understand this to be enjoyable, thanks to his never ending smile and his leaning into the touch while his hair was weaved in between her big fat fingers.

Chica then moved her index finger towards his chin and started lightly scratching his chin and jawline. Chris’s reaction was immediate: He immediately started purring and showing off his toothy smile! Chica’s eyes dilated, making the hearts a size bigger and leaned in a little as he purred. Then, while she scratched and tickled his jawline: Chica placed the side of her head onto Chris’s chest to better feel and hear the purring sound. Chris stopped immediately, growing really confused. Chica continued to scratch his jawline despite stopping, and soon lifted her head up off his chest. She tilted her head in a way to ask him what’s wrong.

“I...Why are you laying your head on my chest?” Chris asked. “It’s just purring.” He added.

Chica moved her hand up to Chris’s ears and started scratching there. Chris immediately smiled and resumed purring all over again. Eager to feel it again, Chica laid the side of her head onto Chris’s chest and listened. It felt strange, and sounded a little like the running ventilator. Chica removed her head from his chest and looked at him. She tried to imitate the sound, but it sounded like autotuned gurgling water rather than purring.

Chris bursted out laughing at the attempt and clapped his hands. “Clohohose enough!”

Chica opened her jaw in an attempted smile and changed her pupil picture from hearts, to feathers. Chris gasped and shook his fists in front of his chest. Oh boy! He’s been waiting for this! Bring it on, Chica! Bring on the tickles!

Chica looked down and started tickling his covered up belly. Chris leaned over and instantly started giggling. “Hehehehehehehe! Yahahahahahay!” Chris cheered! Chica kept looking at Chris’s work uniform and continued gently squishing his belly. “Hahahahahaha! Ihihihit tihihihihicklehehes Chihihihicahaha!” Chris told her.

Chica didn’t really understand what Chris was saying due to the laughter obstructing his words. Chris knew this from the many times they’ve cuddled and had tickle fights. But if Chris seriously wanted her to stop, he would’ve worked extra hard to force it out of himself. But: he didn’t want her to stop. So: he didn’t need to worry about robot linguistics.

Chris allowed himself to laugh freely without any sort of resistance. Chica could easily tell he was enjoying this like he always did. So, Chica decided to move her fingers to his waist, lift him up and press her beak into his belly! Then, Chica started almost pecking and ‘nibbling’ her beak all over his belly.

Chris snorted and threw his head back at the same time! “OHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHO! *snort* GAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- *snort* NOHOHOHOHOHO!” Chris laughed.

Chica looked up at Chris with the feathers in her eyes, and continued pecking her beak near his belly button. Chris was pressing his hands against Chica’s head, and shaking his head while laughing more and more hysterically than before. He was even swinging his feet between either side of Chica’s head and shoulders! He had never been pecked or nibbled like this before! and he’d especially never been nibbled by Chica the chicken! This was a completely new feeling! And the coldness of the beak didn’t exactly help either.

“CHIHIHIHIHICAHAHAHAHAHA! THIHIHIS IHIHIHIHIS EHEHEHEHEVIHIHIHIL!” Chris yelled out randomly.

To add on top of it, Chica started gently scratching Chris’s lower back. Chris squealed like a super squeaky door, and kicked his feet a little bit harder. “WAHAHAHAHAHAIT! NOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAWP!” Chris begged. Both his squishy belly and his vulnerable back were being tickled at the same time, and it was starting to drive him nuts. Which wasn’t a bad thing, but...it was doing something to him. Probably overwhelming him.

Chica soon had mercy on the guy and stopped tickling him for a bit. Chris leaned his head back and breathed heavily to make up for the oxygen lost in the tickle fight. Chica could tell he was tired, and decided to lay the front of his heating body onto her chest. Chris smiled nicely and snuggled his face into the bib. She was so cool compared to him, and it felt so relieving to be laying on something that’ll cool him down. Chica soon started petting Chris’s head again and playing with his hair like she usually did.

While Chica was distracted by something so simple, Chris began to wonder if Chica was capable of physically feeling his hair. And if not, then why was Chica so mesmerized by his hair? Was it the color? Was it the tiny pieces that fell out of the clumps? Was it the layers that flowed through his hair? Or was it something else entirely that was failing to come to his head? Chris had no idea.

Soon, Chris turned himself onto his back and laid his hot back onto Chica’s cool chest and belly. He leaned himself into the animatronic and started to get cozy in the comfort of her armor. Chris started to smile more as Chica wrapped her arms around him to somewhat ‘cocoon’ him while he started to sleep. Getting to the Pizzeria so late in the evening was starting to get to him. He could feel sleep growing harder to resist as it coated his brain and body. Chris was able to feel one last head pat on his head before he finally dozed off.

While Chris was softly sleeping, a door had opened several feet away. A person had walked themself in and was walking down the hallway near where Chris and Chica were laying. Not noticing Chris hidden within Chica’s arms, the person walked themself into the office room and closed the door. The person placed their stuff down, and started clicking through the different cameras. Soon, the sound of walking animatronics started to fill the building. Low, deep laughter could be heard once in a while in the distance, and the dented metal of the ventilators started to move and add noise.

Chica opened her black eyelids and looked around. It looked like an animatronic was getting closer and closer to her and Chris. Worst of all: It looked like it was an old animatronic. The old animatronics were known to be old fashioned and more creepy-looking. They also behaved more cruelly than the toy animatronics. This specific original animatronic was Freddy. If Freddy looked down and saw Chris in Chica’s arms, Freddy just might take him away from her and stuff him into something he can’t fit. Old Freddy, Old Bonnie and Old Chica always attempted this behaviour. Every night.

Chica simply looked at Freddy and the originals as old models with errors in them. Old machines that glitched and started to forget things long ago. So the best they could do is take over the doors to prevent them from finding the working humans. Thankfully, this seemed to help limit their entrance options to the hallway only. And thankfully, the security guards were required to have a flashlight. So they were all set. The unfortunate part about the door plan was that the new security guard was a fearful individual who was scared the toy animatronics would kill them too. If only she could tell them that’s not the case.

Chica looked near Old Freddy and covered up Chris’s face with her big hand. Their eyes were getting worse as well, which helped deter them from hurting a human if they covered up the suspicious evidence. Chica believed that simply covering the face was enough. But she would quickly learn that is not the case. Old Freddy looked down at the smaller extra legs that were in Chica’s lap, and immediately got suspicious. Freddy bent down, snatched up Chris’s legs and held Chris upside down!

If the sudden movement wasn’t enough to wake the repair man, Chica’s shriek out of fear and anger would certainly do it! Chris’s eyes flew right open and immediately, he did not like what was happening. Chica was upside down in his view, and was able to feel a pair of hands around his ankles! He yelped and turned himself around enough to notice the brown, fuzzy looking leg. Freddy!

“aaAAAH! FREDDY! WAIT- LET GO!” he begged.

Chica let out an angry screech and picked up Chris by his wrists to get him back. Chris yelped and looked up at Chica, who’s pupils had their hearts in them again. Chris let out a breath of relief as he quickly realized Chica still had his back. Chica picked up Chris by the ankles as well, and gave Freddy a quick shove with her leg. Freddy, in his tumbling, let go of Chris and let Chica have him. Chica grabbed up Chris’s legs, flipped him over and pulled him up onto her hip like she would a toddler. Chris gave Chica a thankful, loving hug and allowed Chica to rub her cheek against his head.

To try and keep Chris safe, Chica carried Chris over to the office and attempted to walk in to drop him off. But the door quickly slammed shut on them! Chris jumped at the sliding door, but chuckled as he shook his head. The security guard must believe all the animatronics are evil. Chris patted Chica’s shoulder, and felt himself get put down safely onto his feet again. Then, Chris knocked on the door. “Hello? Anyone in there?” Chris asked.

Whoever the security guard was, didn’t want to open the door right away. All Chris could hear was “This is just a trick, this is just a trick, this is just a trick…” Chris sighed and walked up to the window beside the door. He knocked on that as well. “Yoo hoo? Hello?” Chris called.

The light above the window turned on, partly blinding the guy. Ow… Then, the door finally opened. Chris ran into the office and ran into a guy with dirty blond hair and a goatee. “What the hell are you doing here?! It’s 2am!” The guy asked immediately.

Chris bit his lip and looked away awkwardly. “I...Fell asleep.” Chris admitted.

The guy let out a breath of relief and hugged him. “Thank heavens there’s another human being in this horror shit show.” the guy reacted thankfully.

Chris smiled a little and hugged him back. “I...Who are you?” He asked.

The guy quickly let go of him and looked at him awkwardly. “Sorry, sorry, sorry. I’m Jeremy.” He offered his hand out to shake. “The new security guard.”

Chris nodded and shook his head. “Chris. Animatronic repair guy.”

Jeremy gasped and let out another big breath of relief. “Oh my goodness the world is on my side now! Can you fix these animatronics so they’re not trying to HUNT ME DOWN AND KILL ME?!” Jeremy begged, grabbing his arms and slightly shaking him.

Suddenly, one of the animatronics’ footsteps could be heard. Jeremy let go of Chris, zoomed right past him and turned on the light. “FAAAACK!” Jeremy punched the door button and watched as the door slid closed, trapping the animatronic outside. “WHY DID I TAKE THIS JOB?!”

Chris just bursted out laughing at the scene in front of him. Chris walked over to the lights, and turned it on: Toy Chica was standing on the other side of the window, pressing her hands on the glass. “Dude! It’s just Chica.” Chris told him.

“Can I just take a moment to mention that you have the greatest laugh, I have heard from a human being ever? Also, CHICA GET AWAY FROM THE GLASS!”

Chris’s face immediately flushed a bright pink color, before looking over at Chica. “Thanks...But you don’t need to worry about Chica. He’s just checking up on me.”

“He’s also threatening my life. And I would rather he...ya know...didn’t.” Jeremy added.

Chris just laughed at him and opened the door. “Hey Chica!” Chris greeted, waving at her. Chica gave a mostly still wave right back, while tilting her head to the side and opening her jaw. Chica then took Chris’s hand and pointed down the hall.

“Yeah...you’ve got a point. I need to get going.” Chris admitted. “Bye Jeremy! Try to survive your shift! And remember: Chica’s nice!” Chris told him.

Jeremy gave him a small, confused and nervous smile as he waved back. As Chris left out of view of the window, Chica looked through the window glass and shot him a stare with deep red skulls in her pupils. Jeremy’s slight anxiety suddenly skyrocketed as he realized something:

Either Chris doesn’t realize she’s secretly a robot killer, or Chris is walking away to his own doom…

...Which one will it be?

#fluff #platonic cuddling #platonic female/male relationship #toy chica is a mother hen #evil freddy #freddy fazbear's pizza #ticklefic #ler!chica #lee!chris #fear of animatronics

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guqin-and-flute · 4 years

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3zun dads au hc where there's a perpetual game of "ask your dad." Jingyi quickly figures out that the best way to get a clear answer is to ask an uncle or aunt.

(Oh, I love this idea and a scene popped into my head--there may not be many times where they are all in the same place not paying attention to each other, but the times where they are would be highly annoying to Jingyi.)

A-Fu thought that it was pretty ridiculous that he was told all the time that he had to stop trying to do everything by himself, but when he actually asked for help, no one wanted to do anything about it! He was 6 and a half years old and the grown ups wouldn’t let him do things like chop his own vegetables or fly his own sword but when his headband--that he had been told for so long was so very important to keep on and clean and everything--fell off his head in the play room at Koi Tower, he couldn’t get anyone to help him tie it back on!

The Jin nanny said she couldn’t touch it, even after he assured her that he wouldn’t tell anyone if she didn’t. Jin Ling and his younger brother A-Qiang didn’t know how to tie knots any better than A-Fu did and he wasn’t going to ask stupid bully Jin Chan and his friends to help. It was annoying to hold it and his palm kept getting all sweaty and creasing it and he was jumping around too much to tuck it into his sash. So when the nanny went to go comfort A-Qiang after he started crying over something dumb like not liking the melon they had for snack, A-Fu snuck out the door and trotted down to where he knew Yellow-Father’s office was.

Plastering himself against the door, he pushed it open and slid down dramatically like he was dead, making sure to keep his headband off the floor. When Yellow-Father didn’t say anything, just kept staring at the papers he was sorting through and marking, he took a huge breath and whined, “Dieeeee.”

Yellow-Father blinked like he had been startled and glanced over at him. “Where is your nanny?”

“She wouldn’t help me tie my headband back on and she said it wasn’t that important and that I should wait and I didn’t wanna so I came here cause she wouldn’t help.”

“You can’t--” Yellow-Father gave a blustery sigh and shook his head, rubbing his temples. “I can’t focus right now, Fufu. Please go ask your die. And you’re making your robes all dirty, please get up.”

Grumpily, A-Fu rolled to his tummy and clambered up. “Which one?”

Yellow-Father closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly before he picked the papers back up. “Gray.”

And so A-Fu did. He had to wander a bit and he kept switching his headband between his hands, wiping the other palm on his robes to dry the sweat but he eventually found his gray father in a room with other grownups, talking over a table full of cups--it had taken him poking his head into a lot of other rooms of startled people first, though. His Gray-Father saw him, blinked, and pressed his lips together like he was biting back a half-annoyed smile before saying, “Excuse me a moment,” to the other men there.

Then, he came over and shooed A-Fu out the door, saying, “You can’t be in here, boy-child. Go back to your nanny, we can play later.”

“But--!”

“A-Fu,” his voice was telling him it was Pay Attention Time, but if he would just listen for actually just one single second, he could just do it for him!

He thrust his headband up at Gray-Father, all indignant and his gray father shook his head and jerked his head down the hall, slowly sliding the door between their faces. “You’ll have to go ask one of your other dies.”

“Which one?!”

He opened the door just a little bit to let out his face to whisper back, “Child, I don’t know! Pick one!” like he sort of thought it was secretly funny but wasn’t really going to budge at all before he closed it all the way.

A-Fu stamped his foot and growled back in annoyance like he knew he wasn’t allowed to, but Gray-Father still didn’t come back out. Stomping down the hall, he went in search of Blue-Father. Luckily, he heard someone say, “Zewu-jun” from inside the big banquet hall after a while, which felt like a lucky clue. He sidled up to the doorway with his back pressed to the wall and slowly peeked around it like he was a spy. After a bit of searching, he spotted Blue-Father across the hall, listening with a polite face to a man in black and gold robes talk about something that had to do with dead people or something. Sticking his headband out, A-Fu waggled his arm around until he saw father’s eyes flicker over and widen just a little, though his face didn’t really move.

Blue-Father met his eyes around the side of the boring guy talking and slowly shook his head just a little with a small smile. Then, when his gaze went back to the man speaking, he pointed his chin at the door. When A-Fu smushed both hands to his cheeks and pulled his whole face down into an ugly face of frustration, Blue-Father raised his eyebrows, still looking at the man talking, and tilted his head like he did when he was asking if A-Fu thought he was doing the right thing. Another jerk of his chin said, without words, Go ask your other fathers. A-Fu wanted to scream, But I’m all out of those! He didn’t, though.

Instead, he gave a loud, huffy breath and ran down the hall and out the door just to break a rule because he was so annoyed at all the grownups for being unhelpful and not listening, so it would serve them right if he tripped on something and knocked out a tooth or was rude or whatever was so bad about running that they made it a rule to not break in the first place. At top speed, he weaved around the legs of a few servants on the walkways and skidded right through the doorway into Uncle Zixuan and Aunt Yanli’s rooms, where Uncle Zixuan was playing with the twins. They were rolling over already, which was apparently a big deal for babies but didn’t really make them much more interesting, in A-Fu’s eyes, ‘cause they still couldn’t even talk or throw a ball. Uncle Zixuan looked up with surprise as he nearly tripped over the edge of the carpet slowing down from his run.

“Oh, A-Fu. Aren’t you supposed to be with Zi Tian?”

A-Fu heaved a huge sigh and slumped his shoulders because he was so tired of having to explain. Grownups could ask the same questions again and again. “She wouldn’t help me so I snuck out. Will you help me?”

Frowning, Uncle Zixuan tucked A-Mei back into her little pillow fort that helped her sit up and picked up A-Zan, tucking him against his shoulder as he stood up. “With what? Is something wrong?”

Finally! Someone who understood how important this was. Holding up his headband he said, “It fell off. I don’t know knots.”

Uncle Zixuan froze, staring down at it, hand patting A-Zan’s back. “Uh...I...can’t help with that.”

A-Fu stared at him. What was it about grownups that made them follow every single rule all the time. “But it’s annoying. I won’t tell anyone.”

“A-Fu...your father is the Clan Leader. I’m...that’s a very important rule to the Lan.”

“Die wouldn’t start a war over a headband. He’s very nice,” A-Fu assured him, reasonably, and Uncle Zixuan did that thing people did when they bit their lips to hide a smile.

“I’m so glad. But that’s...not what I meant.”

A-Fu was about to start some serious whining--grownups hated whining and he knew that Uncle Zixuan got kind of flustered if you acted like you were going to cry--but Aunt Yanli’s voice came from their bedroom, calling him in. So he hmphed and shot Uncle Zixuan his best ‘you didn’t do what you were supposed to’ look that Uncle Wangji was best at and went to poke his head in. “Hi, bo-mu.”

She was lying in bed with a book in her lap, hair tied up in a plain bun, but she smiled and held out her hands, so he bounced up onto the bed and crawled up next to her, laying his head down on her squishy chest as she wrapped her arms around him. “What’s the trouble I hear?”

He held his headband up above his head near where he thought her face was. “My headband fell off and everyone is too busy being stupid and following rules and being in meetings to help me.” He knew stupid was a bad word, but that’s how he felt and he never got in trouble with Aunt Yanli, so he let himself grump, scowling down at the splotches in the book on the covers.

“Mmm, that is tricky,” she agreed and stroked his hair a few times before she wiggled her shoulders a little. “Here, I have an idea. Sit up for me?”

Obediently, he did and climbed onto her lap when she patted the covers. She held her arms out on both sides so he could see her hands and made a pinch with them. “Hold it like this.

A-Fu spread out his headband between his hands like what she was doing, holding the fabric between his first 2 fingers and thumb. Then, she put her fingers over the backs of his hands and moved them around until the little stiff piece was in the middle of his forehead. Very patiently, she gave him instructions one at a time on where to hold the bits and with what finger and helped guide his elbows around behind his head where he couldn’t see. She sometimes pinched her own fingers over his on the fabric to keep it in place while she moved his other hand and it took forever and his arms started to ache from being held up so long, but she never touched the headband herself and, eventually, it was back on his head. “I think there’s a bit of hair in the knot,” she said with a laugh in her voice. “But that should be alright until your dies aren’t busy anymore, hm?”

Turning around, he squished her cheeks in his hands and said, very seriously into her face, “You’re the best.”

She grinned and poked his nose. “No, you. Now why don’t you go back to Zi Tian. I think A-Ling and A-Qiang miss you.”

“A-Qiang is too busy crying over melons to miss me.”

With a small chuckle, she shook her head. “I’m sure he can do both at the same time. Go on. Tell your dies I said hello.”

As he hopped down off the bed, he hmphed one more time, for good measure. “I’m gonna tell them they all get lines. Headbands are serious business.”

Uncle Zixuan snorted from the other room. “You tell them, A-Fu.”

#I guess you all get an A-Fu before you get PtL #oh well #3zun raise JIngyi au #my fic #my stuff #ask #Anonymous #3zun raise jingyi content

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bangtan-sonyeonddaeng · 4 years

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Jimin Scenario| You both are single parents and your kids become friends, soon after you develop feelings for each other

“He’s really nice! And he has these really squishy cheeks and he stood up for me when Minho said my pig tails looked weird.”

“I’m glad you made a new friend sweetie. What's his name?”

“Park Min-Jun. He’s my best friend he said so.”

“Oh did he now?”

“Yes! He said his daddy could use a friend too and I said that my mommy should be his friend. So he’s going to talk to his daddy when he gets home and see if we can go over to his house and play this weekend.” You sigh and grip the steering wheel a little tighter. Was your daughter trying to set you up on a date? She might be young but she's clever. And she had asked you not that long ago why you were sad and you told her you were just feeling a little lonely and could use a friend sometimes too, just like she has her friends.

“I don’t know sweetheart. Maybe Mr. Park has a spouse that wouldn’t like it if we were friends.”

“He doesn’t! Min-Jun said he doesn’t have a mommy just like I don’t have a daddy. But it’s okay! Because they're both happy just like we are.” You look in the rear view mirror and smile at your daughter.

“Okay, Ji-Woo I’ll tell you what. When I pick you up from school tomorrow why don’t you tell Min-Jun to ask Mr. Park to stay after so we can all meet each other and talk about this together. Maybe we can have you go over this weekend. Does that sound okay?”

“Yes! Thank you mommy!”

The next day when you pick your daughter up from school you see her on the swings with Min-Jun next to her. There is a gentleman about your age pushing her on the swings and she is giggling delightfully. You assume that must be Min-Jun’s dad. You walk up to them and as you get closer you find that the breath is nearly completely knocked out of you when his eyes finally meet yours.

He’s laughing, and his eyes have disappeared into an adorable crescent shape. His smile is warm and inviting, and it’s directed right at you as he waves at you.

“Hi! You must be Ji-Woo’s mom! I’m Jimin.” He holds his hand out and you somehow force your brain to function long enough to grab his hand and shake it.

“Y/n. Nice to meet you, Jimin.” He steps away from the kids to let them play for a little bit longer and you follow him to sit on the bench.

“Min talks about her a lot. She’s a really good friend to him you’ve done a great job raising her she’s an angel.” You observe the two of them and when your daughter squishes his cheeks together he turns bright red and pushes her hands away much to her amusement.

“I could say the same to you. He stood up for her when some boy was picking on her.”

“Really? Oh gosh I am so proud of him look at that little knight in shining armor!” You laugh at that but still smile fondly.

“He really wants to have her over for a play date this weekend. Is that okay with you?”

“Yeah that’s fine with me. She’s really excited to have made her first friend in kindergarten. She met a few kids in preschool but didn’t really keep in touch when they all went to different elementary schools. I think she’s been a bit bored at the house with just me.”

“Oh? Are you a single parent too?”

“Yeah. Her father wanted nothing to do with her and walked out so I’ve been raising her myself.” Jimin places a comforting hand on your thigh and gives it a gentle squeeze.

“I understand. Same thing happened to me with his mother. I just look at the two of them and can’t help but think how could anyone not want to be a part of their lives? To watch them grow up and experience what it’s like to be a parent. It’s a love unlike any other you feel in your lifetime.”

“I know exactly what you mean. I hope this doesn’t sound weird of me to say but, I think it would be nice if we could be friends too.” Jimin’s eyes disappear again as he smiles at you brightly. Your heart goes racing faster in your chest as he does so.

“Oh my gosh stop it.” You pat yourself on the chest to try and get your heart rate to slow.

“I’m sorry?”

“Nothing! Nothing ignore me. Sorry.” He giggles at you. Actually giggles and you swear you feel yourself become absolutely smitten with him right then and there. It’s the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard.

“Thank you!”

“What?”

“For saying you think my laugh is beautiful?”

“Oh my god did I actually say that out loud?” You try to hide your reddening cheeks and Jimin just smiles at you gently taking your hands away.

“Ah, none of that! Your face is too pretty to cover.” You know your face must be bright red judging by how warm you suddenly feel. Jimin rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “Ah, Sorry am I being too forward? I’m kind of bad at this and am a little out of practice.”

“Bad at what?”

“Flirting?”

“Are you flirting with me Park Jimin?” You say with a smirk on your face.

“I’m trying to.” You giggle and place your hand on top of his where it was still resting on your thigh.

“Well you’re doing a good job. Compliments will get you everywhere.”

“Mommy I’m tired can we go home now?” Your daughter is rubbing her eyes and you pick her up and place her on your lap.

“Sure sweetheart. We can go now.” Your daughter looks at Jimin and waves sleepily at him.

“Hi, Chim.”

“Chim?”

“Ah, that’s the nickname she gave me yesterday when she saw me.” You laugh at that.

“That’s cute.” Your daughter soon lulls her head over and falls asleep as has Jimin’s son. You stand up, holding your daughter in your arms and Jimin does the same.

“So when did you want us to come over?”

“How about Saturday? Around 1:00?”

“So tomorrow?”

“Um.. well I mean if it’s too soon-”

“I’m kidding Jimin don’t worry. Sorry I tease a little bit too much at times.” He smiles in relief at that. “I’ll see you on Saturday.”

“Okay. See you y/n.” You begin to walk back to the car but before you get too far you turn back around to find Jimin is staring after you. He looks away shyly when he gets caught staring and you can’t help but find it adorable.

“By the way, Jimin you don’t have to worry about how your flirting skills are. All it took was one smile and that was enough for me.” You turn around and resume walking to your car, missing the surprised and flustered expression that has formed on Jimin’s face as you do.

“Jin hyung please help me!”

“What? Why what did you do?”

“Min-Jun has a friend coming over for a play date.”

“Okay?”

“And her mom’s really pretty and I like her and I want to impress her by making some food but I don’t know how to cook anything other than chicken nuggets and Mac n cheese because that’s all Min-Jun wants to eat!”

“Sounds like you got yourself a problem there.”

“Hyung please!”

“What do I get in return?”

“Your favorite dongsaeng loving you and appreciating you unconditionally for the rest of your life.”

“Tempting.. Say I’m your favorite hyung and I’ll do it.” Jimin sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose.

“You’re my favorite hyung.” He mumbles.

“Sorry what was that?”

“Kim Seokjin you are my favorite hyung.”

“HA! You hear that Namjoon?”

“Did you have me on speaker phone?!”

“... Maybe.”

“It doesn’t count Jin you coerced it out of him with bribery.” Namjoon says.

“Ah, details, details.. Anyway what time is she coming over?”

“Um.. in like 2 hours.”

“2?!... Okay you owe me big time. I’ll be right there.”

Somehow within the short period of time Jin manages to prepare enough food for the two of you, and snacks for the kids. He sees your car pull up and he quickly ushers him out the back door. He hears a knock on the door and he checks himself over in the mirror one more time before opening it.

“Hello there Ji-woo!”

“Hi Chim!” Your daughter squirms in your arms so you set her down and she runs into the house behind him to hug Min-Jun, who again tries to push her off only to be held in a tighter grip. You both laugh at that and Jimin’s son has a disgruntled expression on his face.

“Are you guys hungry? Ji- I mean I, yes me alone made some food for everyone to eat first.” Your stomach growls loudly and Jimin chuckles.

“Sorry. Yeah I’m starving I woke up a little late today and Ji-woo just wasn’t having it. She rushed me out the door before I barely had any time to get ready.”

“Well you look beautiful anyway if that means anything.” You smile and thank him. He motions for you to follow him into the kitchen and your eyes widen at all the food sitting on the table.

“Wow! Jimin did you really make this all yourself?”

“Of course I did. I know how to cook.”

“Daddy why are you lying? You said we shouldn’t ever lie. Uncle Jin was here and helped you make all of this.”

“Betrayal! I told you not to tell y/n that!” His son slaps a hand over his mouth and his eyes widen.

“I’m sorry!” You burst out laughing.

“Don’t worry Min-Jun. I saw a guy running out of this place with an apron on I figured he had some help so you didn’t spoil anything.”

“You saw Jin?”

“Kind of hard to miss a guy with bright purple hair ya know?”

“Ah, I knew I should have just made him hide upstairs until you left...”

“Hey, it’s okay. I’m flattered that you went through all of this just for us. It means a lot to me that you not only thought about me but of my daughter too.” You place a hand on his arm and give it a comforting squeeze.

After you all finish eating your daughter goes to the play room and spends most of the afternoon with Min-Jun playing with dinosaurs and action figures. It’s about an hour later after you and Jimin had spent the afternoon talking that you realize it is strangely quiet. You tip toe into the play room to find them both fast asleep on the floor.

“Oh my gosh they are so cute!” You coo over how they had both fallen asleep clutching the toy they were playing with tightly to their chests.

“We should move them to the couch.” You both pick them up and carry them to opposite ends of the couch. Jimin grabs a blanket to drape over the both of them. You gently move the hair out of your daughter’s face and sigh. Jimin comes up behind you and places a hand on your shoulder.

“You okay?

“Yeah.. just.. I don’t know when I look at her I just can’t help but still wonder how he could just leave. I can understand not wanting to be with me but to miss out on her? I just don’t understand and it makes me sad to think she won’t grow up knowing what it’s like to have a dad.” Jimin turns you around and pulls you into a hug.

“I understand how you feel. I really don’t get how his own mother wouldn't want to watch him grow up. He’s the sweetest and most amazing kid and she won’t get to see any of that. I worry about him sometimes that when he sees all the other kids with their moms that he will get upset and start asking what happened to his. And I don’t want to tell him that his own mother didn’t want him. How could I possibly do that?”

“So don’t.” He pulls away and looks at you with his head tilted slightly. “Tell him that sometimes kids don’t have a mom and a dad and that’s okay. It just means he gets double the love from you since you’re both to him. That’s what I plan on telling Ji-Woo anyway.”

“That’s actually a really good way to put it. Thank you.” You both stand up off the floor and move to sit on the couch opposite of theirs.

“And you know if you ever need help like.. I don’t know with anything you can ask me? I know we just met each other and all but we’re both single parents and know how much of a struggle it can be at times. If you ever need someone to watch him while you go out he’s more than welcome to stay with us. Or if you just need someone to vent to. I want to be there for you, Jimin.” Jimin can’t stop himself from pulling you into another tight hug.

“Thank you. That means so much to me you have no idea. And the same goes for you too! If you need anything just let me know and I’ll come running any time of day or night.” You smile and pull away to really look at him. All you see is sincerity and concern for your happiness and it makes butterflies flutter in your stomach. You look away when the intensity of his gaze becomes too much but he places a hand under your chin and turns you back to look at him.

“Y/n... Um, I know we kind of just met and all. And I know you said you wanted us to be friends but.. do you think there's a possibility for anything more? I really like you.” You freeze momentarily but eventually your mouth catches up to your brain.

“I think we could, yes. In time.”

“Oh! Of course I didn’t mean right now. I just want to know if I can take you on a date sometime. And then we can see where we want to go from there. No rush at all I completely understand if you still need time.” You smile at how understanding he is and place a kiss on his cheek.

“Thank you. And I would love to go on a date with you someday.” Jimin smiles at the promise of things to come.

“So... when would you want to go?”

“Hmm... next weekend? I can drop Ji-Woo off at her grandparents they have been dying to see her and ask about how her school is going.”

“Next weekend is perfect for me! I’ll have Min stay with Jin hyung. I’ll pick you up at say, 6:00 on Saturday?”

“Where are we going?”

“I haven't decided yet.. give me some time I want everything to be perfect. I am trying to win your heart after all.” You giggle at that.

“You don’t exactly have any competition right now, Jimin. Not that anyone could even come close to you anyway.” His confidence is suddenly gone as he looks away shyly at your sincere complement.

“Still. That doesn’t mean you don’t deserve an amazing day.”

“Who are you Park Jimin? An angel?” He chuckles at that and shakes his head.

“No y/n I am not an angel. I just really like you and don’t want to mess anything up with you.”

“You won’t. Don’t be nervous okay?” Jimin nods and you two easily fall back into conversation asking each other random questions about one another. You have a lot in common and before you know it your head has fallen over onto his shoulder and soft snores are escaping your lips. Jimin smiles and lets his head rest on top of yours as he falls asleep as well.

Your daughter is the first to wake up and when she sees the two of you sleeping on the couch she shakes Min-Jun awake.

“Minnie! Wake up!”

“What? I was sleeping, cut it out Ji-Woo!”

“Look at your dad and my mom!” He slowly blinks his eyes open and they widen in surprise.

“Oh! I think my dad and your mom are friends now then! That means you can come over more for play dates. Our plan worked!” They high five each other and whisper quietly back and forth, discussing their future plans for more play days, and maybe sleep overs too until Jimin starts to stir awake.

“What are you two whispering about over there?”

“Nothing!” You wake up too and slowly blink the sleep away. You glance at the clock and are suddenly wide awake when you notice the time.

“Oh gosh I fell asleep I’m sorry! Ji-Woo we need to go you have dance lessons in an hour.”

“Okay, mommy.”

“Dance lessons?” Jimin asks.

“Yeah! Ji-Woo has her first lesson today.”

“Um.. where is she taking lessons at?”

“At that new studio on 34th street.”

“Daddy that’s your studio!” Your eyes widen in surprise.

“Yours? You’re a dancer Jimin?”

“Yeah actually. It’s something I’ve always loved and I finally opened up my own studio a few weeks ago. Wow what are the chances the one you chose is my studio.”

“This is just weird it’s like the universe is just trying to bring us together.”

“Maybe we should listen to it.” You smile at that and walk over to the couch and gather your daughter in your arms.

“I guess I’ll see you later, Jimin.”

“See you later y/n. See you soon Ji-Woo!”

“Okay Chim!”

On the drive home your daughter asks you about Jimin.

“Mommy I like Chim and Minnie.”

“I know sweetheart. Mommy really likes Chim too. And Min-Jun seems like he’s really nice to you.”

“He is! He’s the best. Does this mean we can have more play days together?”

“Something tells me we are going to be seeing a lot more of Mr. Park and his son.”

“Okay!” Your daughter squeals happily and you smile to yourself, finally feeling like things were going to be looking up for the both of you.

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okskz · 4 years

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Bimi Moments.

Mia + Changbin

hope you guys enjoy this cute little post. I just wanted to share some moments with bimi to see how they really are in their relationship.

please feel free to leave some feedback because it is always appreciated.

[9th Member of Stray Kids]

1. Squishy Cheeks

“You’re so cute.” Changbin giggled booping Mia’s nose. He was sitting on the sofa in the dance room while Mia was laying down, legs propped on Changbin’s lap.

He went ahead and began squishing her cheeks, causing a snort to come out of Mia. She tried to swat his hands away but he only went back to squish them some more. “So squishy.” He laughed.

“Binnie.” Mia chuckled. “Leave my cheeks alone.”

“But they’re so cute.” He said squishing them some more. He went down kissing both of her cheeks.

Mia cupped his face, connecting her lips to his and giving him small pecks.

Changbin couldn’t help but smile as she did so. “Mmm, you really do love me.” He joked, causing Mia to lightly smack his chest.

This time, he cupped her face and began attacking her with multiple kisses around her face as Mia laughed hard, trying to get him away.

He gave one of her cheeks a kiss then went on to the other one. “Tell me you love me.” He said in his usual baby voice.

“No.” Mia giggled.

He began attacking her again, this time by tickling her. Mia was laughing hesterically. It was no use of trying to get out of Changbin’s grip since he had her pinned down. “Stop it!” She cried out laughing.

“Not until you tell me you love me!”

“Okay, okay! I love you! Please stop!” Mia laughed, almost losing her breath from how hard she was laughing.

Changbin came to a complete stop, eyeing Mia softly as he went down to give her another kiss on her cheeks. “I love you, too.”

2. Gold Chain

Changbin was looking through his jewelry box, trying to find his gold chain that he would casually wear almost everyday. He always placed it back in his box, so he was confused as to why it wasn’t in there.

He looked up once seeing Mia walk into the room then back down to his jewelry box. “Hey, have you seen my gold chain?”

“Which one?”

“The one I wear all the time.”

“Oh.” Mia smiled. “You mean this one?” She questioned, taking out Changbin’s chain from under her shirt, revealing it on her neck.

“Did you seriously take my chain?”

“Yeah.” She chuckled. “It’s one of my favorites that you wear so I wanted to try it on. Don’t you think it looks good on me?” Mia questioned, looking at herself in her small mirror on her drawer.

Changbin came up from, wrapping his arms behind her. “Yeah, I think it does.” He kissed her neck than went up to kissing her cheek. “But I’m going to need that back.”

Mia turned around in Changbin’s arms so that she was facing him, having a small pout. “No, I want to wear it.”

Changbin only chuckled, kissing her forehead. “Okay, okay. You can wear it, but only because you look really good wearing it.” He smirked.

Mia jokingly rolled her eyes, shaking her head. She kissed him on the lips before smiling innocently at him. “Plus what’s yours is mine and what’s mine.” She paused. “Is still mine.”

Changbin furrowed his eyebrows at her. “I don’t think that’s how it works.”

“Yes it does.”

3. Leaving Marks

Mia and Changbin knew they should have been working on songs while being in the studio, but after getting a little side tracked, the two were now on the couch, Changbin on top of Mia, pinning her down and kissing her with much need.

He went to start kissing her down her jaw until he reached her neck. Changbin knew how much Mia loved when he would kiss her on her neck.

Burying his face to her neck, Changbin begin kissing her in one exact spot, causing Mia to let out a slight gasp as her mouth fell open.

After a little noise Mia let out, Changbin stopped for a quick second to look at her, smirking as he did so. “Someone’s really enjoying this.”

“Shut up and go back to kissing me.”

Changbin let out a small chuckle, going back to down to kiss Mia on her lips this time.

From there he went back to kissing back the same spot on her neck. Only this time, he became a little bolder by starting to slightly suck on it.

Mia bit her lip to prevent any more noises to come out of her mouth. The pleasure was taking over her until it registered in her head what Changbin was actually doing.

She shook Changbin off just a bit to make him stop his actions. “You better have not left me a mark, Seo Changbin.”

He looked at her neck, smirking and also proud of what he did. “Too late.” He laughed, going back to place a small kiss on the mark.

4. Popular

“Being here reminds me of when I used to go to school.”

“And how exactly was Seo Changbin in school?” Mia questioned.

They were standing side by side in the middle of the bleachers, viewing the whole field. The group was in the middle of shooting their music video for On Track, but were currently taking a small break.

“Oh, I was very popular.” Changbin grinned.

“Kind of hard to believe.” Mia joked.

Changbin’s face dropped, causing Mia to burst into laughter. “I was!” Changbin exclaimed. “All the girls wanted me.”

“Is that so?” Mia rolled her eyes.

Changbin eyed her, having a small smirk forming on his lips when noticing the evident jealousy in her eyes. “Yeah, I would sometimes participate in talent shows and every time I got off stage, so many girls would come up to me saying how talented and awesome I was.”

Mia shook her head, smiling at Changbin. “Stop lying. As if any girl would want you.”

“Aren’t you dating me?”

The girl became speechless as she stared at Changbin, realizing she set herself up. Her silence caused Changbin to start laughing, pinching her cheeks. “Got nothing to say now huh?”

“You’re so annoying.” She groaned.

“And you’re cute.” He leaned over the ramp, resting his arms. He looked at Mia who couldn’t help but continue to stare at Changbin. “But don’t be jealous, baby. Many girls may want me but I only got eyes for you.” He winked.

“Who said anything about me being jealous?!”

5. Animal Crossing

Changbin had a smile plastered on his face as he made his way inside to the dance studio after asking Mia where she was at.

Opening the door, his smile never left his lips as he walked towards Mia. “Hola, mi amor.” (Hello, my love)

Mia was taken back just a little after hearing him talk in Spanish. “Hello to you too.” She chuckled. “Where were you?”

“Did someone miss me that much?” He questioned, wrapping an arm around her back.

“Get over yourself.”

Changbin only chuckled before going in for a kiss. “I was out buying you something.”

Mia furrowed her eyebrows as Changbin raised his other arm which was carrying a gift bag in his hand. “What did you get me?”

“Open it and see.”

Changbin handed her the gift bag in which Mia took from him and slowly took out the tissue paper. From seeing the top of the box that was pink looking, Mia began to smile big as she took it out the bag. “You got me a switch?”

“Mhm.” Changbin smiled, enjoying how happy Mia was getting. “Look in the bag again.”

She looked inside again, slightly gasping as she took out a game. “And you got me Animal Crossing.”

“Yes, now you can stop bothering me saying how much you want it.” He joked. “Do you like it?”

Mia lightly slapped his arm before wrapping her arms around his neck. “Of course I love it.” She kissed him. “Thank you so much, Binnie.”

Changbin went down to kiss Mia again. “What can I say? I’m the best boyfriend ever.”

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ikeservant · 4 years

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hello 👁️👄👁️ i see you're taking requests rn and i was wondering if you'd be up for some headcanons? 🥰 you know that trend that was going around some time ago, where you hold up your hand and the other person runs over and places their chin in your hand? How about Sasuke teaching the Warlords about it? 😍 When would they use it with MC? (1/2) ~ 🙈

-and if you're really inspired, how about the warlords reaction when MC does it to Sasuke, but for revenge, when Sasuke is about to place his chin in her hand she just swoops down and chokes him ✨ (2/2) ~ 🙈

Dang I’m weak just remembering that trend lol. Srry for taking so long it’s been a crazy time

Sasuke gathered the warlords together to teach them the chin rest call. “MC you may enter the room.” He presents his hand and she comes over to rest her chin and smiles. This warms the warlords’ hearts with a desire to do this trend. When MC holds her hand out and Sasuke expected the chin rest, but he was met with a swift grab to the neck, proclaiming “You’re weak, Sasuke”. The warlords were panicking, but Sasuke acted like nothing happened, saying “You can never let your guard down with this technique.”

Nobunaga:

Hold- Would use it as a cute command to call MC towards him. Loves how MC runs to his hand call to rest her chin on his hand. Cute lil cheek caresses.

Is Held- Amused when MC initiates the hand call, plays into her call and cooperates with his chin rest. “You’re the only one who can order me with one hand call, I hope you know that.”

Hideyoshi:

Hold- He would call it to bring you hither for him to spoil MC after missing her. Fondly smiles when her chin rests on his hand, making him feel warm and smile.

Is Held- Would be slightly embarrassed when MC cups her hand for him to place his chin. “You know you’ve already got me in the palm of your hand.”

Masamune:

Hold- He would do it all the freaking time because its cute and fun. Would do it when far apart so he could watch MC run in determination to put her chin on his hand. Would promptly be followed by snuggling and glomping while saying how much they missed eachother.

Is Held- MC also likes being a certain distance away before holding her hand out. Masamune comes BARRELLING over “You called, kitten” while placing his chin and giving a flirty wink.

Mitsuhide:

Hold- As soon as MC responds to him holding his hand out by putting her chin there, immediately teases by saying “so this is how to train a little mouse? You really are like a pet.” Would still love it and smoosh her cheeks a lil for fun.

Is Held- Would feed into her amusement when she holds out her hand. “I hope you know I’m taking advantage of this opportunity so I can swoop in for a kiss easier. 😉”

Mitsunari:

Hold- Would use it to bring MC closer to him and say how much he missed her and look at her lovingly

Is Held- Best hand signal strategy he’s seen. Promptly puts his chin in hand and smiles with 1,000 suns. “I’m happy to be of service.”

Ieyasu:

Hold- Would use it only alone w/ MC when he can’t outright say he wants her with him so it’s a nonverbal way of saying “Pls come here ILYSM but too embarrassed to say so”.

Is Held- Would be super embarrassed but begrudgingly comply with putting his chin on your hand. “What do you want, goof?”

Kenshin:

Hold- Uses it to keep MC close or needs reassurance that MC will always be there for him. As soon as chin lands on hand, he has the sweetest smile full of love.

Is Held- Would adoringly place his chin in MC’s hand. “Only one person has the power to make me play into their hand, and I ain’t mad.” If anybody laughs at him they getting cut down.

Shingen:

Hold- Always says “My goddess, I need you.” Before holding his hand for her chin. “Ah yes, I can gaze at your beautiful face better when doing this.”

Is Held- “Is my goddess calling me forward? As you wish.” Feels so wanted and full of butterflies that MC is taking initiative and wanting him to come to her. (Calm down buddy it’s just chin holding)

Yukimura:

Hold- Would hold his hand out when he’s grumpy but still wants MC to come be with him since he knows he might screw up his words if he tries speaking what he wants. Smiles a lil and does a lil cheek squish when her face is in his hand.

Is Held- Would get super blushy and hesitant but put his chin in her hand, but when she starts squishing his face as revenge, it mostly turns into a squishy tickle war.

#ikemen sengoku #ikesen #ikesen headcanon #ikesen hc #ikesen nobunaga #ikesen hideyoshi #ikesen ieyasu #ikesen masamune #ikesen mitsuhide #ikesen mitsunari #ikesen kenshin #ikesen shingen #ikesen yukimura

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littlemessyjessi · 3 years

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“Chasing Jessi”: A Sirius Black Story: Plus Size OC: Chapter 6: Hogsmeade Part 2

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Sirius Black Imagine Turned Story

Re-Written and Edit of an old story of mine I had on Mibba that deserved some more love and attention, lol.

Sirius Black x Jess Scamander (OC, OFC, PLUS SIZE OC, PLUS SIZE OFC)

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'"I've been waiting so long to hear you say that." he whispered. "What?" she questioned and pulled back to look at him. His stormy grey eyes focused on her face. "Jess." he said quietly with a little chuckle. "I'm mad about you, love.” The look on her face was priceless. "Since when?!" she exploded. Her abrupt reaction made him laugh.

He honestly didn’t know why he would expect anything different from her dramatic little ass. "I guess, probably since the beginning of the school year." he said trying to gather her closer into his arms. "Sirius!" she said shoving his chest. "That was ages ago! It's nearly Christmas!" "Well, it's been a bit complicated, love." he laughed. "And it's only November." She wrinkled her nose and balled his black and red ACDC shirt up in her hand. It was a muggle band that his mother detested...making it all the more better for him. "Sirius Black, I'd be mad if you weren't so cute." she said narrowing her eyes at him trying to look threatening but really looking all the more adorable. "You think I'm cute?" he questioned with a smirk. She rolled her eyes, "Oh shove off, Black. You KNOW you're cute. Don't act modest all of a sudden." He laughed, "Oh I'm not. I have good genes. I just like to hear you tell me." "Well in that case. Yes, you do have good jeans and you fill them out quite nicely." she quipped before dipping out of his arms, leaving him there with a shocked and amused look on his face. "Since when did YOU start looking at my bum?" he questioned as he caught up to her and grabbed her hand. "Well I OBSERVED that you had a nice bottom in third year when Aurora and I were comparing others to Trick's." she informed him. "Should I tell him this?" he teased her, squeezing her hand. "He knows." she shrugged. "Oh, he does?" he asked, only mildly surprised. "Yeah." she said. "I had to tell him when I squished his bum for research." "Research...right." he rolled his eyes. "Hey, you never squished mine." "Didn't have to." she shrugged. "There were plenty of other girls to gather that information from." He grimaced a little. "About that..." "Sirius, don't worry about it." she cut him off as they neared the village. However, he stopped and turned her to face him. "No, it's important that I tell you." he said, staring into her eyes intently. "Alright." she said, looking at him expectantly. "Look, I realize that this thing with us won't be instant and I'm not even sure if you want it to be anything but-" "Sirius, I just told you I have feelings for you. I will not be your whore." she snapped. "Bloody hell, woman. I didn't say anything about that, did I?" he sighed running a hand through this thick hair. She bit her tongue and let him continue. "What I was trying to tell you is that whenever you think you're ready, I'm ready. You're the only girl I've been interested in this year. Period. And...I'm fine with that. I'm fine with being single until you're ready. You tell me." he said as he placed his hands on the sides of her face, letting his thumbs rub over her chubby cheeks. Her eyes began to water and his widened, "Jess?" "Sirius!" she wailed. "You're gonna make me cry!" "I'm sorry." he said trying not to laugh. "I was just trying to be honest." She surged forward into his arms again and he ran his hand through her brown hair, effectively mucking it up even more so than usual. "Sirius?" she sniffled against his shirt. "Yeah?" he asked. "I'm ready whenever you're ready." she told him leaning her head back to look at him. He looked down at her with a smile on his features. "Alright, Future Mrs. Black." he teased with a mischievous twinkle in his grey eyes. "Excuse YOU!" she gasped. "What makes you think, I'm changing anything! For all you know, you'll be taking my name. Yeah, I quite like that. Mr. Sirius Scamander. House husband to legendary world famous magizoologist, Jess Scamander!" He burst into laughter, "Alright, love. Whatever you say." "The alliteration alone would be wonderful. Sirius Scamander. Yeah, ‘at’s good." she told him and he just shook his head at her. "And your initials! S.O.S.!" she exclaimed. "It's perfect! Sirius Orion Scamander. I'm glad you brought this up. " "Oh, come on, you." he said tossing an arm around her shoulders and pulling her into his side where he could place a small kiss to her forehead as they headed into an actual direction of Hogsmeade rather than just blindly blasting through the streets in a huff. As they did....the whispers ignited. The rumors and gossip spread and soon enough...everyone at Hogsmeade was talking about Sirius Black dating again. And most importantly that his new girlfriend was Jess Scamander. Viciously jealous girls. Slightly confused boys. Mostly because while Jess was as attractive as anyone else...she was an oddball and not what he usually went for. Typically, Sirius went for leggy blue eyed blonds who wore little to no clothing and so much makeup they didn't even seem real. Part of this was because they were the type of girls who threw themselves at him, the other was that they were superficial enough that he didn't have to deal with them for more than a couple of weeks. For the bimbos, it was enough just for them to say they'd bagged Sirius Black. But Jess....Jess was real. Short, dark hair that was ALWAYS in a mess. Hands covered in scars from dealing with creatures and stained from painting. The ends of her bell bottoms seemed to be permanently stained and ripped from the countless hours in the mud. Her chubby cheeks and freckled face and cute little double chin. That big bright dimpled smile and sparkly light green eyes. She was a little taller than a lot of girls and thicker as well with an impossibly squishy tummy and hips for days. Sirius called her 'cuddly' because she was soft and squishy and gave the very best of hugs. Truth be told, he'd always liked thicker girls. She had thick thighs and a soft tummy which he'd always found quite appealing. If he was being honest, it was the very reason why he used to try to flirt with Madame Rosmerta every chance he got. It was the womanly figure. "Why are you staring at me?" Her voice brought him from his thoughts and he realized that he 'had' been staring at her. "Is there something on my face?!" she panicked, those green eyes almost doubling in size. She looked so much like a cartoon in that moment that he burst into laughter. "Sirius!" she gasped and tried to wipe her face furiously. "What is it?!" He eventually sobered up and caught her hands to keep her from slapping herself in the face. "Stop, stop, stop." he laughed. "There's nothing on your face." "I don't believe you!" she wailed. "Lillian!" Then she gasped in horror, "Oh my god! Lily! James! I forgot about them!" "I'll take that as a compliment." he smirked and it landed him with a withering glare. "Sirius!" she snapped. "There was a plan!" "And I thought you were mad at the both of them." he reminded her, slipping an arm around her waist when she tried to run off. She struggled for a moment against him before simply going limp. He didn't expect this so she took him down with her. "Ugh!" she grunted as he fell on top of her before she burst into a fit of laughter that Sirius soon joined. "Oi! I didn't think you'd have it out right here in full view of everyone. Honestly, Padfoot. I didn't think you were THAT much of a whore." Sirius glanced up to see their friends walking towards them and then down towards Jess to see her trying to glare at James...upside down. Sirius hauled them both up and dusted her off before pulling her into his side...and giving James a pointed look. James lifted his hands in surrender. Jess looked between everyone for a moment before jutted a finger out towards Lily. "You tricked me!" she bellowed. "You were tricking me." the red head pointed out. Jess glanced Aurora, "Did you know?" The other ginger in questioned gave a sheepish grin and Jess gasped. "I'm telling Trick!" she said as she whipped around to find the Hufflepuff boy. However, when she tried to run Sirius wound an arm around her again. "Honestly, woman. Are you sick of me already?" he teased. "I have to GET HER!" she said as she stomped her foot. "Get her?" James spoke up. "She's partly responsible for your happiness right now. Since the two of you are so stubborn. And I will take my thank you now." She slowly turned her head towards him before glancing at Sirius. "Sirius?" she asked calmly making him smirk a little. "Yeah?" he asked. "If you let me pummel James, not to death, but just enough to get my point across....we can go over there in that corner and snog and I'll let you squeeze my bum." she bargained. Sirius' dark brows shot up with a surprised grin, "Deal, dragon lady. Go get 'im." She grin wickedly when he removed his arm and she looked to James who suddenly looked uncomfortable. "You wouldn't." James said eyeing her warily. "I would." she grinned evilly. "But...but I helped you with Sirius." he reasoned backing away from her. "And I helped you with Lily...but you tricked me....and that will not do." she said advancing towards him. "Padfoot." James said. Sirius just shrugged, "Sorry, mate." "Sirius!" James exclaimed as he took off in dead run away from her. "Come back, Jamie! It's time to play!" she screamed going after him. Athlete or not, she was a rather fast runner. A rather useful skill you develop when you're trying to run away from angry hippogriffs. Eventually she caught up to him and knocked him to the ground where she pinned him down and turned his hair pink and green and gave him a duck beak until he apologized. Soon enough they returned to the group, no duck beak but pink and green hair still on display. "Jess, please." he pleaded with her. "Come on, it's our first date here." She sighed before pointing her wand at his chest. The pink and green disappeared from his black hair but reappeared in the form of a heart on his chest that read, "Loyal Servant of Jess Scamander, Supreme Ultra Lord of the Universe." "Really?" he gasped looking down at his chest. "Is it permanent?" "No." she said. "It'll come off at some point." "Jess." he growled. "Would you rather the hair?!" she challenged. "And besides, it's not just for me. It's for Sirius because you made him sad! BAD, BAD POTTER!" James sighed and shook his head, "Come on, Lily. Before she gives me a tail or something." "I wouldn't give her any ideas." she warned him. A panicked look took over his features as he hurried her along into the Three Broomsticks. Remus, Aurora and Peter headed in as well to spend James' galleon on treats while they waited for Trick. Which left Jess and Sirius alone again. "Rather territorial thing aren't you?" he asked. "Well, on occasion I have to display my dominance, you know. Can't let him be thinking he can overpower me. Simply won't do. Especially, when the day comes that I need him to do my bidding." she said linking her fingers with his when he slung his arm over her shoulder. "Your bidding?" he smirked as she led them forward. "Sirius! I have plans! I can't just TELL you!" she exclaimed as she led them around the side of a building and into a dark corner...as promised. "Why not?" he questioned backing her up against the wall. "I haven't decided if you can be trusted with secrets just yet!" she said dramatically. "Have you loose lips?" "Care to be the judge?" he teased as he leaned in a brushed his against hers before pressing them together. When they pulled away her eyes fluttered open and he felt breathless.

A perfect first kiss to be honest.

Sweet and teased with just a bit of playfulness. "Ok, you seem trustworthy enough." she said breathily. He laughed huskily, "Please tell me that James didn't have to pass this tell as well." The look on her face was beyond comical as she said, "James is my minion. He doesn't need to know anything until I decide I need it." "So what does that make me?" he questioned. "You shall be my slave." she smirked. "Personal consort to the Queen." "Oh really? It's Queen now is it? Personal consort?" he laughed in disbelief and amusement. "Sirius, if you should like me to call you my whore, I will. I was trying to protect you delicate feelings." she quipped. “But if it’s what you want, then you shall be my slut. Sirius Black, personal concubine to Empress Jess Scamander.” "You little." he laughed as he went into for another kiss. Call it cheesy. Call it cliche. But there were butterflies. There were fireworks. There was that white hot lightning, burning lava like feeling that rushed through their veins. It was comfortable. It was right. It was so satisfying. And Sirius Black....was happy.

Chapter Five

Chapter Seven Coming Soon

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Oooh la la! We got us a first kiss, loves! What are we thinking? How we feeling? Also, I barely made it through writing Jess giving James a duck beak without laughing. Just so’s you know, lol.

I’d love to what you think! Please feel free to hit up the ask box, blast the comment section or reblog with your thoughts and feelings! Next chappie coming soon!

All my love darlings!

Kenny

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