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nikrangdan · 3 years

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lovestruck!enhypen x reader

pairing: lovestruck!enhypen x reader

genre: FLUFF fluff Fluff

description: how enhypen would be if they became lovestruck by the reader ☹️☹️ this is such an adorable request!!!! itll vary for each member ur relationships so you’ll either be strangers or already dating etc.

a/n: idk if all of them are lovestruck exactly bc i just got carried away with the fluff for some of them and idky maknae line revolves around sleeping BUT IDC sleepy!enhypen is the best 😁

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HEESEUNG

u worked at a pretty popular clothing store

and well well well heeseung had shown up dressed very much your style so u were like

Wow who is this guy....

he was alone just looking around

and there were like 10 other people in the store but u wanted to talk to him so bad so u went up like

“hi, welcome! are u finding everything okay?”

he was looking through a rack of shirts and turned around when he heard u but WOW

when this man turned around he looked even better in person u couldnt believe it 😫

BUT IT SEEMS HE FELT THE SAME BC U SWEAR HE BECAME SO FLUSTERED WHEN HE TURNED AROUND

his eyes got so wide u almost laughed it was so cute ☹️

he stuttered and was like “oh um im okay”

Aw man

but u said “okay then! let me know if you need any help finding anything or if u wanna use a dressing room!” and u sent him ur nicest smile u could give

his eyes were still kinda wide open and u gave him one last look before turning around😢😢

BUT THEN HE SAID SOMETHING

“w-wait! actually.. um....uh.. do u.. do u guys have sweatpants..?”

u giggled to urself on the inside bc u knew he just made that up on the spot

“we do! here, follow me”

while u were showing him the clothes u guys had exchanged names and had some small talk

and that was the start of something very Beautiful

and since then he has been coming almost everyday to visit u at work 🤗🤗

JAY

jay swore he found new things about u to love every single day

and today wasnt an exception!!!!

u knew jay had been really tired and just worn out from work recently so u had decided to make him his favorite meal for dinner

a nice little surprise for when he got home ❤️

and also the anime he was watching ready on the tv for u two to watch together :(

u had literally been preparing all day and u even decided to go out and buy dessert too

AWESOMEST PERSON EVER U ARE!

it was 8pm already and jay should be getting home now

u set the table all neatly and put on one of his sweaters

AND WOULD U LOOK AT THAT HE GOT HOME AS SOON AS U WERE DONE

Fate 🔥🔥

romantic stuff like this wasnt really ur forte so this was out of the normal for u

but u wanted to do something for jay because he did stuff like this for u alot

the table isnt in view when u walk into the apartment so he wasnt able to see his dinner yet

“hi” you smile brightly and go up to hug him and give him a little kiss

he had his bad slung over one of his shoulders and he was taking his shoes off in the doorway after he closed it

“hey.. it smells pretty good in here” he gave you a tired smile while one of his arms was wrapped around your waist

“really? it smells normal to me” you giggled before walking to the kitchen area together

he stopped and looked at u with LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES when he saw the table

jay: ❤️_❤️

“y/n..”

“surprise!!! you know im not good with words but i wanted to show you that i can cook” you laugh “and that i love you very much and im so proud of you”

jay doesnt say anything but instead drops his bag on the couch and gives u the Biggest Hug Ever

ur face is practically smushed in his chest and his hand is resting lovingly on ur hair :(((

he loves u so much im so sad

JAKE

“layla!!! layla where are you?” jake was yelling quite loudly in the massive park he was in the middle of

yeah jake lost layla.. uh oh

quite a coincidence you found the cutest dog you’d ever laid eyes on

and she seemed to love u very much

the dog had made u topple over and now she was excitedly playing with you while you were sat on the ground laughing to your hearts content

after a minute of playing you had got up because you knew she was somebodys lost dog and her owner was probably looking all over the park for her

“okay.. lets go find your owner before they have a heart attack” you giggle

just as you said that though, you heard a boys voice yell “LAYLA!!!!”

the dog next to you looked in his direction, tail wagging and tongue out, but she didnt move an inch from her spot next to you

it made me you laugh out loud

as you were watching the boy run up to you, you noticed how cute he actually was

Omg..... ur heart started beating a little faster

“hi..” the boy hunched over with his hands on his knees breathing very heavily “you have my dog”

“uh yeah” you laugh “sorry about that, she ran over to me a couple minutes ago and i was just about to go find her owner”

“its okay, thank you..” he trailed off to find out your name and finally looked up to meet your eyes

“y/n” you told him

“y/n” he repeated with a small grin on his face “im jake”

“hi jake” you lightheartedly give him your hand to shake and he chuckles before taking the offer

“and it was nice meeting you layla” you crouch down to meet her level and she licks your face making you fall on your butt

you laugh and jakes quick to help you up

“layla! thats not very nice” he jokingly scolds her and pets her head

after u got up u bid goodbye to the two before jake invited u to continue walking around the park AND HE EVEN BOUGHT U AN ICE CREAM

Is This A Date, Jake? 😫😫❤️❤️❤️❤️😳😛😛

SUNGHOON

“you should be more careful” you scold the boy sitting with you standing between his legs

sunghoon had apparently gotten elbowed in the face by his friend and scratched by his friends cat on accident????

“it wasn’t my fault! he turned around and i just happened to be in the way. and i didnt even do anything to the cat!” he whined

“i didnt say it was your fault. i said to be more careful.” you tried to sound stern

u knew ur logic was making no sense but u just thought it was so fun to mess with him

he let out a sigh and gave up, slouching over again

you were stood between his legs, wiping the blood away and applying ointment

“im just kidding, you’re so cute” one of your free hands comes up to rub his hair

a small grin pops up on his face and his arms come to rest on your waist

he looks up at you while you focus on tending to his wounds

and u guessed it WITH LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES

❤️_❤️

“you know y/n” he begins

you hum in response, letting him know you’re listening

“im gonna marry you one day”

you freeze in your place

it took you a minute to collect yourself because you felt like your heart almost leaped out of your chest

“who says?” you joke

he leans up to give you a quick kiss on the lips before sitting back down

“me.”

SUNOO

you noticed sunoo had been really tired lately and u just wanted to make him feel better :((

the boys were going out and invited you two obviously but you could tell sunoo was iffy about going

“uhh..” you trail off and look over at sunoo who was laying on the couch

“you know what guys? i think me and sunoo are gonna stay home today.. you guys have fun though!” you bid goodbye to the other boys and they all understood and left

you dont even know if sunoo knew they had left already because when you walked over to him his tired eyes were glued on the tv

“hey” you leaned against the couch and looked down at him

“y/n? are we going soon?” his eyes move to the top of his head to look up at you

you start laughing and he literally goes 🤨???

“silly, they already left! so what do you wanna do?” you plop down next to him and he was in the process of sitting up

“what? when did they leave...” his mouth drops open

“like 2 minutes ago” you giggle, leaning back to rest your head

sunoo had sat still, pondering for a moment

“why did they leave us?” he turned to look at you

your eyes met his “well i figured you didnt wanna go... you didnt, right?”

he slowly shakes his head “how did you know?”

you give him a sneaky smile and jokingly push his arm “because i know you so well”

he laughs at this and leans his head on your shoulder

“wow y/n.. im impressed” he grins, snuggling into your arm

your other arm crosses over to pat him on the head, leaning your head to rest on top of his

“but thank you y/n..” his eyes slowly close to rest “im thankful for all the little things you notice about me”

u literally go 🥺

your hand goes down to squeeze his and he falls asleep peacefully on ur shoulder ☹️☹️☹️❤️

JUNGWON

“y/n..what is that” jungwons eyes can barely open as he tries to comprehend whats going on while hes waking up

you haphazardly tap around the bedside table trying to turn off the new alarm you set last night

and that new alarm was jungwon singing 🤗

“its you, dummy” your eyes were still closed but you turned to face jungwon and snuggled closer to him

“wha- where did you even get that???” he was almost fully awake now, staring down at your half asleep figure

you yawned before answering in your i-just-woke-up-and-i-should-probably-drink-some-water voice “remember when you sang me to sleep last week? yeah i was secretly recording you. no biggie” you pat his chest twice and leave your hand there, content with life at the moment Lol

“y/nnnn” he whines “change ittt i dont like it”

“you’re kidding.” you deadpan, shocked he would say such a thing!!! “jungwon you sound like an angel threw up on a field of flowers full of puppies and kittens! okay thats kinda weird maybe not that”

jungwon giggles a little and sits up so he can sit against the headboard while your head rests on his lap

“you like my singing that much?” you can hear the smile in his voice as he asks you

you finally pop one eye open to look up at him, a goofy grin in your face

“i love your singing”

his hands run through your hair and you let out a sigh at the feeling

jungwon doesnt say anything

all he does is admire you

you can feel his eyes on you so you open your eyes again (both this time🙏🏼) and meet his eyes

“i can feel you staring straight into the depths of my soul, jungwon”

he laughs at this, bring his other hand up to pinch your cheek

“i’ll sing for you whenever you want me to y/n”

NI-KI

“shut up sunghoon, hes sleeping” you whisper-scolded the boy

ni-ki was currently asleep on you

literally SPRAWLED all over your body and you were basically mummified

by nishimura riki

his legs were tangled in yours, his head shoved into your neck, and his arms were bent around you in ways you didnt know were humanly possible

“you literally have an alien taking a nap on you y/n” sunghoon deadpans before walking out the room

“when you’re asleep sunghoon i will send you into a spacecraft for the rest of your life so you can go see aliens for yourself”

“wowww im so scared y/n” the boy remarks and shuts the door

you half laugh and half scoff before turning your attention back to the ipad screen sitting on the bed infront of you

well

kind of infront of you because ni-ki’s acrobatic position was basically blocking the view

you were having a decent time watching the show playing, definitely not the most comfortable person on the planet at the moment

until you felt the body on top of you.. rumble?

you knew that feeling

ni-ki was laughing

HOW and WHY the hell was he laughing ?!!?!!?!

“what the hell?” you look down at him and his face is shoved near your shoulder but you caught a glimpse of his big smile

his laughter gets louder and you still dont have answers yet

“why are you laughing???? i thought you were sleeping?????” you try to push him off you but he was persistent in laughing in your shoulder (??)

after a couple minutes of you just letting this happen

ni-ki finally speaks!

“you’re so funny y/n” he finally pulls away from you and wipes his tears

“what are you even talking about... and how long were you awake, you sneaky kid” you poke his chest

he leans down again to hug your waist and start cuddling you again

“10 minutes”

“so you’re telling me i could’ve freed myself from that god awful demon EMBRACE you had me in 10 minutes ago???!!”

ni-ki starts laughing again and looks up at you

“thank you for threatening to send sunghoon to aliens for me y/n” he grins

you laugh, finally understanding what the boy had been going on about

“sunghoon deserved it”

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ptergwen · 3 years

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jingle your bells

w/c: 1.7k

warnings: mentions of drinking and a suggestive joke

summary: peter gets drunk at tony’s christmas party and confesses a thing or two

a/n: today’s the day yayyy merry christmas guys i hope you’ve gotten and gave some good stuff!! i hope you’re all staying safe too <3 this was requested as a headcanon but i put a twist on it because why not

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your dad loves parties. hosting them, attending them, crashing them. he’s actually known for it.

this year, he’s throwing a little party for christmas. everyone at the compound is coming, but there’s someone you care about more than the rest. peter. he’s one of your favorite people and closest friends.

your crush, too.

these things can be a bit overwhelming, so the two of you always stick together. you’ll sometimes sneak upstairs to your room and binge movies with pajamas and all kinds of junk food. it’s your own party in a way. you two enjoy the time you don’t spend at the real ones more than anything.

thor and bruce are currently doing their own rendition of all i want for christmas. your dad made the mistake of setting up karaoke. you laugh along, natasha dragging them in every way possible. steve snaps to the beat. wanda is covering her face in second hand embarrassment. vision offers tips that he searched every possible database for.

sam and bucky took peter somewhere a while ago. that can never be good. he’ll probably come back covered in whipped cream or something stupid. those two never leave peter alone. it’s kind of sweet when you think about it.

“thank you! thank you very much, children,” thor grins as everyone applauds the performance. bruce takes a bow. “we’ll be here all night.” you shake your head at the two of them. they’re too funny. natasha shares a look with you. “boo, get off the stage!” bucky calls as he enters the room. sam and peter follow behind him.

peter is smiling like an idiot, not that his smile isn’t adorable. it just seems a bit off. you really have to find out what they did to him.

“uh, this is my stage,” thor scoffs and grabs the microphone off the stand. grimacing, bruce puts a hand on his shoulder. “let’s calm down, buddy.” “no, i think we should do another one. santa baby.” he points to natasha. “hit play for us, thanks.” she sighs and puts the song on through the speakers. you can’t win with thor.

you watch sam whisper something to peter, then bucky cackles. tony and pepper make their way in and sit down next to you on the couch.

“what’s going on in here?” pepper asks you, nudging your arm. you’re more concerned with what’s going on with peter. “a sing off. it was karaoke, but bucky riled thor up.” your dad clicks his tongue. “that absolute madman.”

“he’s not the only madman tonight,” your mom comments, widening her eyes at the sight in front of her. you furrow your eyebrows and follow her gaze. your mouth drops open.

peter is dancing around in front of them. he’s trying to hip bump bruce, who keeps inching closer to thor. sam and bucky are doubled over from the other side of the room. they ruined your poor peter.

thor chuckles and pats peter on the back. he happily accepts it very much like a puppy would. he’s wearing a headband with jingle bells on it and there’s a weird stain on his shirt.

“little spider has been drinking,” thor announces, peter’s cheeks glowing red. that makes sense. you immediately glare at sam and bucky. they raise their hands in defense. they’re still on the hook.

“god, i can smell him from here,” natasha agrees and waves her hand in the air. “they‘d be able to smell him from sokovia,” wanda mutters. “parker? are you shit-faced right now?” your dad speaks up, a look between concern and anger on his face. his giggling gives him away.

“it’s christmas. you’re drunk out of your mind on christmas. i can’t have that.” tony points upstairs, signaling for him to go. you’re pretty sure peter didn’t process a word of that. pepper rubs up and down tony’s arm with a frown. “oh, tony. don’t be a grinch.” he sighs and watches peter try to climb into steve’s lap.

“he needs to sleep this off, pep. kid hasn’t had a drop of alcohol before tonight.” it’s true. he’s big on not drinking until he’s old enough. you have to wonder what changed. “i’ll bring him to his room, dad. he shouldn’t go alone,” you offer, already getting to your feet. “thanks, y/n/n. look at you, making good choices.”

you walk up to steve and give him an apologetic smile. relief washes over his face. “he’s all yours,” he laughs out. “all yours,” peter repeats in a giggle. “mhm. let’s go, peter.” you take him by his arm and pull him away from steve.

he’s easy to drag along because of the state he’s in. he nuzzles his face into the side of your neck, your arm around his waist.

“you smell so good, y/n. sooo nice,” peter almost sings, sniffing you for good measure. “you don’t,” you deadpan. the two of you pass by sam and bucky on your way out. “you’re actually messed up for this,” you tell them under your breath, bucky gasping. “hey, miss stark. it was his idea!” sam yells out to you. you’re not in the mood to hear it.

peter cuddles into your side while you lead him up the stairs. his breath is hot on you and wreaks of expensive liquor from your dad’s cabinet. you never imagined you’d see him like this.

he’s still clinging onto you, so you open his door by pressing your back to it. “come on, pete. you have to lay down,” you tell him as nicely as you can. he stops walking in the middle of the room. “wait. lemme show you something.” he wiggles his eyebrows and shakes his head around. it makes the jingle bells on his head... jingle.

“did you like it?” peter asks and leans his head down to do it again. stifling a laugh, you grab his shoulders. “yeah, peter. i liked it. you can stop jingling your bells now.” “you should... should jingle my bells,” he slurs, smirking at you. you quickly take your hands off of him. “oh my god, you’re so drunk.”

he’s doing all the things you wish he would when he’s sober.

“are you mad at me?” peter pouts his lip out. “don’t be mad at me, y/n.” you press your own lips together and take a seat on his bed. he plops down next to you, pushing his head against your shoulder. “no, but i am mad at sam and bucky. i can’t believe they’d do this.” his face twists up in confusion. “and on christmas.”

“do what?” he wonders and settles his head on you. “let you drink?” you ask like it should be obvious. it should be. “no, no, no. they were helping me.” peter puffs some air out of his cheeks. that gives him the idea to blow into your ear. you flinch and push at his shoulder.

“peter, they gave you alcohol. it’s clearly not good for you.” “no, y/n.” he closes his eyes and lays his head on your shoulder again. “i got my own. they-“ he’s interrupted by a hiccup. you can’t help but laugh, pulling him closer. “‘scuse me. they helped me with something else.”

drunk peter is kind of cute. super cute, to be real.

“what was it?” you decide to entertain him, figuring he’ll say something ridiculous. “asking you out,” peter answers way too casually. you almost don’t believe him. then again, he’s pretty self aware at the moment. it’s probably because his powers give him a higher tolerance.

peter feels your heart speeding up next to him. he presses his head to it so he can hear. “you- are you serious?” you stammer, willing him to look up at you. “uh huh. i like you a lot.” a lazy smile takes over his face. “a lot a lot.” “peter...” he’s still going.

“i asked them for advice. it sucked. we were in the kitchen and i remembered your dad’s...” he pauses to think of the word. “stash. i thought drinking would make me loose.” he moves his body around for a visual.

you’re still shocked sam and bucky let him go through with it. it does sound like them, though. you’re more shocked peter likes you back and just admitted it.

sober peter would never admit any of that.

“you don’t have to change anything for me, pete. i like you, too.” you grin down at him. peter returns it and puckers his lips at you. “cool. does that mean i can get a kiss?” letting out a breath, you help him sit up again. he whines about it for all of ten seconds before yawning.

this isn’t exactly how you saw this moment going. peter is too shy to ever really initiate anything, and you never knew if he felt the same. you’re always trying to figure out each other’s boundaries. he has to debate with himself about little things like giving you his jacket or facetiming you at night.

he never wants to overstep. you never want to scare him off. having him drunkenly snuggle with you breaks all those boundaries. at least something finally does. the kiss will have to wait until whatever he drank leaves his system, which hopefully won’t be long. his powers are a possibility once again.

“it’s nap time for you,” you tell peter like he’s a kid. he protests like one, too. “but i’m not tired.” “yeah you are. you just yawned.” he opens his mouth to speak. you talk first. “lay down.” he’s caught off guard this time when you push at his chest. it makes him fall back on the pillows.

you giggle and take the jingle bells off his head. they can’t be comfortable. peter makes grabby hands for you. “come lay with me, baby,” he mumbles into the pillow his face is squished in. your heart flutters hearing him call you that. his arms do look inviting. they’re all ready to hold you.

too bad he’s on time out.

“i can’t. i’m supposed to be back downstairs already.” you unenthusiastically get up from the bed. peter groans, rolling onto his side. “i want christmas cuddles.” “you’ll get some after your nap,” you promise and poke his shoulder. “and a kiss.” he closes his eyes the literal second you say that.

you like this boy way too much.

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meltwonu · 3 years

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| 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔦 𝔪𝔢𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 | [CHAPTER 4]

pairing; fratboy!wonwoo x reader

this chapter’s notes; fratboy!wonwoo, fingering, littlest bit of dirty talk, praise!kink, soft soft soft FLUFF hours, a bit of a filler chapter before the last chapter!! 😭 I can’t believe it’s almost ‘over’... This chapter has the least amount of smut yall will ever see with fratboy!wonwoo so don’t get used to it ☠️ LMAO 🤣🤣 also... it’s been a garbage week(boring work drama) for me so I’ll answer inbox msgs and stuff on sunday, I need to get away from the internet(and people) for a day dkfjhskh 😭💕 Ya’ll thank you for so much love and support with Caffeine and Until I Met You! It means so much to me and I appreciate every like, reblog and comment I get on it 🥺💕 No I will never be ending my fratboy!wonwoo au so don’t worry about that hehe 💕 For now, enjoy this soft ch 4 and I will see yall on Sunday! I love you, have a great weekend! 💕

[mood for this chapter: more than enough - alina baraz]

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - x

“So…”

Wonwoo sighs - re-shelving another Edgar Allen Poe book. “So, what?”

Mingyu tilts his sunglasses down, eyebrows raised at the older male that continues to do his job instead of give him the time of day. “What’s going on with you, hyung? You’ve been… weird.”

“Okay, define weird.”

The younger male pouts as he takes his sunglasses off, pocketing them as he leans up against the bookshelf that Wonwoo is currently still shelving.

It only takes one utterance of your name for Wonwoo to stop in his tracks - fingertips on the spine of another book as he turns to Mingyu. “What about her? Did she say something to you?”

“No, but do you like her? I mean, ‘like’ like her.”

“Is it not… obvious? That I do? Did we not all collectively have that conversation about me giving her a set of keys to our house?”

Mingyu grimaces slightly as he mentally goes through all the times he’d even seen the two of you together and he’s only able to conjure up a few select memories - none of which were anything necessarily romantic. “Well… I wouldn’t say ‘obvious’, I guess. The two of you aren’t exactly the ‘kiss and hold hands in public’ kind of... people. More like the, ‘sneak off to fuck in a public restroom’ kind... Which, uh, isn’t really... romantic.”

This time, Wonwoo crosses his arms and leans up against the opposite bookshelf as he sighs.

It’d been a few days since he’d seen you and you’d been swamped in so much class work that you didn’t even have the time to come by the library or the frat house. And even while Wonwoo stood in between the bookshelves having a conversation with Mingyu, you were finishing an art project with Minghao that was due by the end of the day.

“I know. I told her it’d be kind of a slow crawl for me.” He plucks another book from the cart, staring at the glossy text as he simmers in his thoughts. “Mingyu, am I awkward?”

“Erm, well, I wouldn’t say that necessarily.”

Mingyu steps forward, patting Wonwoo on the shoulder as he smiles.

“You like her and you’re trying even if you’re not used to it. You gotta start somewhere, hyung. Even if you’re a fish out of water. But that’s okay, you can ask me for help if you want!”

“When are you gonna put a ring on Wonwoo-hyung?”

You snort at Minghao’s question - reaching for a clean paintbrush as he stands across from you in the large, empty studio. “First of all, can you not say it like that? I’m not gonna marry him, okay.”

The male rolls his eyes as he steps closer to you; his own hands and clothes covered in a colorful array of paints. “So you’re saying you never imagined hyung in a suit, hair slicked back and his buff arms carrying you off into your honeymoon?”

“W--wh--n--no! No, I haven’t!” You avoid his piercing stare as you focus on your end of the large canvas instead.

No, but I dreamt about it once.

“‘Hao, would you hurry! We’re supposed to be collaborating on this and it looks… like it’s 5 different art styles.”

“Don’t change the subject on me. And anyway, I like what you’re doing to hyung. Breaking him out of his shell, y’know? He’s just shy, that’s all. Needs a little work in the bold department.”

You bite down the urge to laugh because to you, Wonwoo was everything but shy when it came to the bedroom. Although, Minghao was right with everything else. “Yeah, I know. We went for breakfast together after I, um, stayed over a few nights ago and he kinda just sat there zoned out, picking at his waffles. He’s really cute when he wakes up in the morning though. Pouty and whiny.”

Grinning at Minghao, he pretends to gag in response before taking a seat next to you.

“Disgusting. Tell me more.”

Wonwoo makes an effort to check in with you throughout the day before he heads back to his room - asking you if you’d had your meals and if you’d finished your project on time.

You’d answered sporadically as you and Minghao raced to finish.

‘I’ll eat late probably… rly gotta finish or else my ass is failing lol’

‘Just don’t forget, okay? It’s not good for you to skip.’

Wonwoo lays down in his bed; yawning as he sets his phone onto the nightstand next to himself.

His eyelids feel heavy and he’s quick to give in to the tiredness that takes over him once he gets comfortable.

When Wonwoo finally decides to shift during his nap, he finds it difficult and extra warm.

“Mmh…”

His bleary eyes adjust to the, now, slightly darkened room as he makes out your figure tucked underneath his arm. He calls your name softly - waking you up from the nap that you’d apparently joined him in.

“Mmh… Wonwoo…” You snuggle in deeper, voice still laced with sleep. “You didn’t even budge when I came in…”

He chuckles softly as he readjusts to spoon you from behind instead; his strong arm wrapped around your waist to keep your body flush against his own.

“I’m surprised you came by, sweetheart. I would’ve just stayed awake had I known you were coming over.” His voice is groggy and laced with sleep as you sigh softly in return as you blink away the sleepiness.

“How was your day at the library? Miss me yet?” Wonwoo smiles into your shoulder before he tilts his head up to kiss the shell of your ear.

“Always, sweetheart. Although, Mingyu decided to keep me busy today.”

“Oh? Anything fun?”

He plays with the hem of your shirt, “Well… Fun isn’t the word I’d use to describe what that was. Nosy was more like it.”

This time you can’t help but snort in response. “You too? I think some people were being ‘lil moles today.”

“Wouldn’t doubt it. Did you end up just coming back here with Minghao from the studio?”

“Wasn’t planning on it, to be honest but… S’been a rough day.” Placing your hand over his arm, you squeeze slightly as you pull his arm around you tighter. “Our professor came by while we were working in the studio and said our project wasn’t up to par with what Minghao and I usually submit for projects. She didn’t fail us on the spot but she said we need to redo it for less credit or take the failing grade.”

Wonwoo nuzzles your neck; peppering small kisses on your clothed shoulder. “I take it the two of you are going to redo it?”

“Mm… We spent so long coming up with a concept and now we’re both stressed about coming up with something new. I walked over here with ‘Hao and he locked himself up in his room as soon as we got here. Figured I’d come hang out with you and found you napping… With your glasses on, no less.”

The two of you share a laugh; Wonwoo’s embrace making you feel more at ease.

“Can I help you de-stress a little, sweetheart?”

You stare at the opposite wall, nodding gently as Wonwoo’s hand leaves the hem of your shirt in favour of the waistband of your shorts.

“Just want you to feel good,” he whispers. “You deserve it. You’ve been working so hard, baby.”

He teases you softly; fingertips ghosting across your skin as you shiver. “Ah, Wonwoo…”

“You worked extra hard today too, didn’t you? I’m so proud of you for what you accomplished today.”

Your body heats up at his praise and you can’t deny that his deep, soft voice sends thrums of arousal pouring over your body just as he dips his hand into your lounge shorts. He touches you over your panties - fingertips ghosting against your mound as you moan his name shakily in return.

“I know your new idea is going to be great, baby. I believe in you.”

Soft whines threaten to spill as Wonwoo strokes you over your panties - slowly working you up as you find yourself trying to grind against his hand. “Y-yeah… ‘m p-pretty sure ‘Hao’s already working on it…”

Your voice is barely above a whisper as Wonwoo continues to stroke you gently; making no efforts to rush or add pressure to his feather-light touches.

A disappointed noise falls from your lips when he starts to pull his hand out of your shorts but it quickly turns into a content sigh when he starts teasing your chest instead.

“Mm, so soft…” Muttering against your shoulder, his eyes stare off into the dark room as he massages your body. “And all mine~”

You hum in response, “We should go on a date sometime…”

“You want to? We can go this weekend. After you’ve redone some of your project. I’ll take you somewhere nice for a job well done.”

You giggle softly; images of a wedding day’s Wonwoo dancing in your mind after the conversation you’d had with Minghao earlier. “I’d like that. We should do something for the whole day.”

“Whatever you’d like, baby.”

Wonwoo’s hand flits down your body again - snaking into your shorts and, this time, into your panties as you whine. “Do you wanna cum or go back to sleep, hmm?”

You ponder it for a second as the drowsiness equates the urge to cum on his fingers.

“Both? I wanna cum and then sleep a little more... If that’s okay?”

Wonwoo hums in agreement as his fingertips drag through your folds - collecting the wetness on them before he teases your soaked hole. “Only a little teasing gets you this wet, hmm? So cute.”

“Ah, f-feels good when you go slow t-too...”

He stores that away in his head for later; chuckling against your shoulder as he slowly starts to dip his middle finger into your cunt.

You feel warm and content when he starts a slow pace - thumb on your clit rubbing soft, slow circles while he pumps his finger into you.

“O-oh, Wonwoo...”

“You’re always good for me, baby. Always such a good girl.”

“Ah, Wonwoo...”

“You can cum whenever you want. You deserve it.”

He adds his index finger - thrusting both fingers into you as you mewl and arch away from his warm chest. Your toes curl and your thighs clamp and trap his hand between your legs as you start to grind down onto his nimble fingers.

“...W--Wonwoo...”

“That’s right, baby. Call my name, let me hear your pretty voice when your cumming for me.”

You turn your head - cries muffled into his pillow because despite his slower than usual pace, you find yourself already on the brink of cumming with his fingers knuckle deep inside of you and his thumb on your clit.

“Mmh... Ah... Feels s-so warm... and g-good...” You mutter, eyes blinking drowsily. “Gonna c-cum...”

He doesn’t say anything in return as he focuses on you and your pleasure; fingers scissoring and curling right into your g-spot as you clamp down onto them in a vice grip.

Wonwoo knows when you’re about to cum when he feels your hand coming down on his forearm, holding onto him for dear life when your orgasm still hits you just as hard.

“Ngh, Wo---Wonwoo!”

Your walls flutter around his fingers and make it harder for him to thrust them in and out with how tight you get.

“That’s my good girl. Cum for me, baby~”

His deep voice makes you whine - nails digging into his arm and body trembling as the pleasure steadily washes over you.

“Ah, bet your face is so pretty right now too~”

“Mmh, s-stop...” Your cheeks burn in slight embarrassment from his constant praise but you can’t deny the way it goes straight to your core and only prolongs your orgasm.

“Don’t be so shy, baby. It’s only you and me here.”

Wonwoo leans away slightly to kiss the crown of your head - still working you through your orgasm as you sigh contentedly in his arms.

Various thoughts run through his head in the moment, but the one that sits at the forefront of his mind is definitely how to make sure he kept treating you right.

Starting with your date that he would spend time meticulously planning.

‘Ah, I should ask Mingyu for some advice.’

#wonwoo smut #wonwoo fluff #seventeen smut #svt smut #seventeen fluff #wonwoo scenarios #wonwoo imagines #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #svt imagines #wonwoo fic #wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #uimy_meltwonu

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mimik-u · 3 years

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Togetherness

Summary: The aftermath of Steven transforming into a huge reptilian monster brings back old memories for Pearl, who remembers another time Steven was scared so many years ago.

A/N: This piece was written for the Pearl-focused I am a Pearl! mini-zine a couple of months ago! It was a great opportunity to get to explore Pearl's mind space after the events of "I am My Monster" and how her friendship with Greg has evolved over the years. ;w; Thanks to the mods for a great zine experience! <3

AO3 Link / Zine Tumblr Link / @iamapearlzine

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Steven is sixteen years old when he erupts into a scaly, pink monster—fifty-foot tall and inconsolable.

Everyone tells him that they love him, but because words are rarely ever enough, they show him that they do; they embrace him; they hold him; they press their fingertips into his reptilian skin. His scales are cold and sharp against Pearl’s palms, keratin hard and impenetrable. She tells him that he shouldn’t have to keep anything from her, all the while burning with shame that he’s kept so much from her.

He’s felt responsible for her fragility and loved her enough to tiptoe around the Diamond in the room.

His mother.

His mother and the complicated history between them.

The love.

The torture.

The grief.

The love.

(Because what is grief after all but a manifestation of love? A reminder, its echo, and its painful, lingering, lovely ghost.)

Connie kisses Steven, very lightly, very softly, and he falls from the sky, a boy again.

Pearl wraps him in a blanket.

Garnet carries him into the wreckage of their home.

And approximately one hour later, they’re all standing on the deck, waiting for Priyanka Maheswaran to finish her professional assessment of him as the sun sinks into a honey-colored sea.

Pearl cradles her face in her hands, elbows sinking into the railing, trying to retrace every missed sign in the blackness of her own head. She sees his skin glowing pink in the darkness—at the Reef, in Little Homeworld, just moments ago in the living room…

So many flares in the night.

And Pearl had watched them all fizzle.

—

Steven is six years old when he moves into the newly minted beach house, and he tells Greg that he’s afraid of the silence. Nearly all of his life, he’s been surrounded by noise—the gentle rumble of the van’s motor, the susurrant murmur of the sea, wind, rain, buskers playing guitars on the Boardwalk, the whoosh of the rollercoasters at Funland.

His dad’s snores echoing off the tin ceiling.

His dad’s laughter.

His softly-sung lullabies, too.

The beach house is really quiet at night, Steven tells Greg who tells the Gems, and he doesn’t like that…

He’s trying really hard to like it, though.

Maybe things’ll get better next week.

Pearl never looks at Greg as he delivers this news, tapping her fingers against the side of her leg as she sits at the kitchen table, ankles primly crossed. He stands in the doorway—right beneath Rose’s painted image—wringing his hands and looking too awkward to be allowed. She resents him for this—for his awkwardness, for his intrusion into their lives, and for everything else, too.

(Namely for Rose.)

She inwardly knows that she’s being unfair.

That loathing a person on the basis of his existence is morally suspect.

Wrong.

But what are rightness and wrongness to emotions? To the sheer primality of grief?

Grief is irrational, she rationalizes to herself—she self-justifies; it knows nothing of ethicality.

“Why didn’t Steman tell us this?” Amethyst asks, absently scratching her nose. “If it’s noise he wants, I got an old drum set he can knock himself out on.”

Pearl frowns, well-remembering the ten straight years Amethyst played the drums through the nineties. Rose loved it; Pearl spent many hours alone in her room to decompress.

“He’s still intimidated by you three,” Greg shrugs kindly. “And shy. You just have to give him reason enough to trust ya with stuff like this. Tucking him in at bed at night, y’know. Checking under the bed for monsters.”

“There aren’t monsters under his bed,” Garnet says, practical as ever. “They wouldn’t fit.”

Greg chuckles, running a flat hand across the back of his neck as he peers between the three gems. When he and Pearl lock eyes, she meets his stare coldly, her mouth pressed into a thin line.

“But Steven doesn’t know that,” he mumbles, glancing away, his cheeks flushing. “You gotta shine a flashlight down there and show him there’s nothing there.”

“Doesn’t that seem patronizing to you?” Pearl asks, taking little care to disguise the condescension in her voice. Across the room, Garnet’s visored stare finds her—blank, inscrutable, and arcane—but Pearl knows her fellow gem well enough to understand that this is chastisement, silent and brutal.

Arching a thin brow, she ignores Garnet.

She demands an answer from Greg.

“Maybe,” the man concedes, but when he acknowledges her gaze again, there’s a little defiance in his eyes, an edge in his scratchy voice. “But maybe not. That’s what being a parent is sometimes. Patronizing the kid! Playing along. Showing him that you’re listening to what he needs. Letting him know that you’re there… haven’t you ever been afraid before, Pearl?”

“No,” she protests immediately, bristling.

“Pssh,” Amethyst snorts. “Last week, you jumped ten feet in the air ‘cuz you saw a snake.”

“You did,” Garnet smiles wryly. “I was there.”

Pearl scoffs, trying and failing to ignore that her cheeks are suffused with blue blush…

… and that Greg is staring at her with an almost distinguishable emotion in his eyes.

If she didn’t know better, she would say it was pity.

—

Dr. Maheswaran tells them that Steven is okay; he’s tired and sore—transforming expended a lot of his energy—but he’s ready to see everyone now. She tells them to be quiet and to maybe go in one by one, so he doesn’t get too overwhelmed.

Firmly, she warns them that it’ll take more than a good night’s sleep for him to heal .

And she doesn’t mean physically.

“Here’s a number of a good therapist I know,” she says, placing a card in Pearl’s hand. “Her office opens at nine.”

Pearl folds her fingertips over the edges of the glossy card stock but doesn’t quite glance down to look at the name—too fixated on watching Greg stand in front of the doorway, palming the screen door as he seemingly steels himself to go in.

He’s aged so much in the twenty-something years that Pearl has known him—from his nearly bald head to the branching lines creasing the corners of his eyes—but for some reason, it is only now, in this ephemeral moment, that she realizes how old he is.

She doesn’t mean physically either.

As the others gather around Dr. Maheswaran, asking her questions, voicing their concerns, Pearl takes one deliberate step and then another.

—

Garnet tells Steven that it’s okay—there are no monsters under the bed—and when she shines a flashlight beneath the mattress, Amethyst is there, shapeshifted into a tiny kitten, purring at the child sweetly.

“See, dude?” She laughs, bounding out from beneath the bed. In an instant of blurred matter and color, she becomes herself again, her bangs sweeping inelegantly over her eye. “No monsters under the bed, only cute kittens.”

“Only kittens?” He repeats, grinning that famous gap-toothed smile that everyone adores. His legs are nearly swallowed by his oversized shirt.

“Kittens and dust bunnies,” Amethyst confirms, knuckling his curls playfully and smiling broadly when he laughs. “G’night, Steman.”

“Night, Amethyst!”

“Goodnight, Steven,” Garnet murmurs, lifting the six-year old into her arms and gently placing him onto the bed. She tucks him beneath the covers. She tenderly kisses him on the head.

“Nighty night, Garnet.”

And then it’s Pearl’s turn. Garnet and Amethyst head towards their temple rooms, and Pearl settles down on the edge of the comforter, balancing her left ankle on top of her right knee.

“Don’t forget about M.C. Bear Bear!” She teases softly, reaching over and placing the stuffed animal next to Steven’s arm. “He needs a snuggle buddy.”

Steven nods in agreement, his brow furrowed seriously over his eyes.

“Yep,” he says importantly. “I’ll be sure to hug him tight.”

“Excellent,” she says primly.

“Excellent,” he echoes playfully.

She lightly skims her knuckles across his soft cheek, smiling when he giggles a little, always ticklish…

… but then, when she withdraws her hand, letting it fall away from his face, the moment that immediately follows is quiet.

Too much so.

So quiet that Pearl can hear the softness of Steven’s breath, quiet enough that Greg’s words from earlier haunt her in the absence of noise.

Haven’t you ever been afraid before, Pearl?

Contrary to what Garnet and Amethyst may believe, she isn’t afraid of snakes —pestilent creatures though they are.

She’s surprised by snakes.

And afraid of much bigger things—five-thousand-year old secrets and equally ancient insecurities, for instance.

Six thousand years ago, after all, she was coded to believe that her highest order in life was to be a slave.

And sometimes—if only sometimes—she fears that her weaknesses were ingrained then, in the very moment she emerged from a shell and was called a pearl

One of so many.

Disposable.

Programmable.

Objectified.

Sometimes, she barely knows what it means to be herself, much less what it means to be a parent .

Indeed, Greg Universe of all people seems to have the idea down better than she ever could.

So, yes, Greg, she is afraid.

(Afraid of failing Steven.)

(Terrified that she’s already failed her. )

Patronize him, Greg suggested.

Play with him.

Show him that you’re listening.

Let him know that you’re there.

—

“Greg?”

Pearl places a light hand on Greg’s arm, startling him from his trance as he turns around to face her.

“Pearl!” He exhales, his breath coming in short bursts. “Y’scared me!”

“I’m sorry,” she says sincerely, not quite moving her hand away yet. His skin is warm beneath her fingertips, soft like wave-washed sand. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“Yes,” he returns immediately, and then—taking one look at her imperiously raised brow—just as quickly rectifies himself. “No. I don’t know. I’m freakin’ terrified, Pearl. I feel like a failure of a parent. I don’t know what to tell him. But I gotta go in there anyway.”

He says it all very rapidly, as though he’s talking to himself.

Encouraging himself.

And putting himself down to do it.

“I’m his dad,” he concludes, his voice breaking, tears standing in his dark eyes. “I’m his dad, and I didn’t… I wasn’t there for him, and I should have—“

“ Shh, ” Pearl cuts across him gently, patting his arm as tears threaten to slide down her own face. “Shh. There are so many hypothetical should haves that we’ll all have to face soon when it comes to Steven. But not today, Greg .”

With her free hand, she conjures a tissue from her gem and hands it to him, unflinching and kind, even when he needs to wipe his nose.

“Today,” she murmurs, her voice inhibited, a hundred emotions thick, “we just let him know that we’re here.”

—

“Pearl?” Steven asks.

Pearl blinks rapidly, coming back to herself; she’d been lost in her own thoughts, nearly consumed.

“Hey,” she smiles, placing her hand on top of Steven’s own. His skin is so warm and soft; she absently wonders if her alienness feels sharp to him… hard… cold… “Here’s an idea—how about I sing you a lullaby before you go to sleep?”

“You know how to sing?” Steven’s eyes widen incredulously, his mouth shaping itself into a delighted smile.

“Don’t look so surprised,” she laughs playfully. “When we were younger, your mother and I used to sing all the time—hymns from our home planet and the like…”

A pause, infinitesimal, hesitant.

“...I could sing one for you if you’d like?”

“You could?” The child dares to be hopeful; the very emotion shapes the pitch of his question, the light in his eyes.

He has his mother’s eyes.

Dark and full of stars.

“I could,” Pearl repeats. “I’d sing as long as you wanted me to.”

“How about fooooorever?”

“Let’s just start with until you fall asleep,” Pearl laughs. “That’s a part of forever, yes? This moment?”

“If you say so, Pearl,” he wrinkles his nose skeptically.

“I know so, Steven.”

As she sings him to sleep in her mother tongue, Pearl admits that this must be something that Greg knows, too.

The importance of hereness to a child.

Togetherness on scary nights.

#pearl #steven universe #greg universe #amethyst #garnet #s: future #mimiku #gosh i loved writing this

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translytherins · 3 years

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Unaccepted Permission Slip {Part 1}

Peter's P.O.V

[A/n: You can use the picture at the bottom as refrence also the picture isn't mine]

"Mr. Parker i will not accept this permission slip"

"Why not?!?!"

"Because your permission slip is signed by Tony Stark-Rogers and we both know that your internship is fake so just give it up and go home"

I was fuming "Fine!!!" I shouted and stormed out of the classroom. If your wondering what happened. Let me explain.

-Flashback-

I accidentally fell asleep in science class because well... I'm not dumb. I already know this stuff. Having Tony Stark-Rogers as a dad and as a mentor before that while also having Bruce Banner teach you has it's perks. I was woken up from sleep by Ned who was trying to shake me awake which definitely worked. Obviously. I lifted my head from my table only to see the teacher glaring at me. I don't know why but the teacher hates me with every bone in her body.

"Now that Mr. Parker is awake" she said glaring at me before she continued.

"We will be going on a field trip next week on Friday. The location will be a surprise but until then everyone must take one permission slip for your parents to sign.

Class dismissed"

Everyone packed their stuff and got up from the seat while mumbling excitedly about the trip. I couldn't care less about the trip but..whatever. I took one permission slip while receiving a (not so) deathly glare from the teacher and walked out of the classroom.

-End Of Flashback-

When i was a few blocks away from my school, i saw Happy waiting for me next to a limo. I went up to him and gave him an apology for the slight delay. He accepted and we both got in the limo with me at the back while Happy sat at the drivers seat and started heading home with me not talking much because i was still mad. Happy kept looking at me frome the rear view mirror but i payed no attention to that and kept looking out the window.

-Timeskip-

I got home and saw that none of my family members were at home probably on a mission. I walked into the living room and saw my (h/c) boyfriend reading on the couch. I smiled, walked over to him (sneakily) and backed hugged him making him drop his book while mumbling something under his breath in surprise. I started giggling at his cute face that he made.

(M/N) 's P.O.V

I was reading a book while waiting for the others to get back because even though I'm the newest member, they said it was "too dangerous" for someone as young as me (although I kicked all of their butts in one go)I was so deep invested with my book that i didn't even realise that someone was sneaking up behind me. When i did realise it, is when i felt someone back hugged me.

"Holy f*cking sh*t" i mumbled under my breath and dropped my book by accident. I heard someone giggling from behind me. I turned around and saw Peter giggling at me. I let out a playful sigh and glared at the giggling boy while picking up my book.

I continued reading my book which is a sign that I'm (slightly) pissed by his actions. He stopped giggling and walked around the couch so he was standing in front of me but i didn't look at him. He took my book, marked the page i was reading and placed it on the table. I was about to protest but he straddled me and kissed me. I melted instantly and kissed back. It got heated after a few minutes and we started making out with Peter on my lap. We we're so distracted that we didn't even realise that the others were back already just staring at us like the creeps they are. We pulled away when we heard someone coughing, trying to get our attention. We turned around and saw the Avengers standing there, some with there arms crossed (Steve, Tony, Loki, Vision, Bruce) while the others we're snickering in the background (Nat, Barton, Pietro, Wanda, Bucky, Sam). Peter was a blushing mess. When he turned to look at me and he saw the mischievous smirk on my face. I gently squeezed his butt and he gave a little squeak in return. He glared at me but my smirk didn't falter one bit. Revenge tastes sweet. He turned back to the others and smiled akwardly.

"Uhm... Hey dad..." Peter said akwardly.

"We'll talk about this later" Tony said with a glare and they left the room.

He turned towards me and smacked my chest while burying his face into my neck.

"I hate you"

"Love you too" i replied with a sly grin on my face.

-Timeskip to dinner-

Peter's P.O.V

Just another dinner night at Stark Tower. My dad was playfully arguing with Uncle Clint (yes i have to call them uncle and aunt except for Pietro and Wanda). Uncle Thor was eating pop tarts for dinner. Uncle Loki was struggling to use his utensils. Pietro was laughing hysterically at him for not being able to use them properly, pushing on Uncle Loki's buttons making him aggravated. Uncle Bucky and Aunt Nat were talking in Russia. The only normal one's were me, (m/n), Uncle Bruce, Vision, my pops aka Steve Stark-Rogers and Wanda. We we're just watching the scene play out infront of us. (m/n) and i was snickering at how childish they we're acting even though we're younger than them (except for Aunt Nat and Uncle Bucky. They looked like they we're talking about something important) until i remembered something.

"Hey Pops???"

"Yes Peter???" he awnsered looking at me.

"Is it okay if i stay home next Friday???"

When those words came out of my mouth everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me suddenly intrigued by what i had to say.

"And why do you want to stay home???" Aunt Nat asked me and i knew i couldn't lie because this is Black Widow I'm talking to and she knows when someone's lie. I sigh in defeat.

"Well...you see..." and i told them about what happend with the teacher not accepting my permission slip and talking trash about me. After i explained all hell broke lose. Aunt Nat was sharpening her knives, Wanda and Loki had magic surrounding them, (m/n) had a little string of (f/c) fire twirling around his fingers, Thor was looking at his hammer probably contemplating how hard he can throw it, Uncle Clint was sharpening his arrows, Pietro feets were looking impatient, Uncle Bruce was turning a little green, Dad was typing something on his phone probably calling his suit, Uncle Bucky was clenching his metal arm and Pops was trying to calm himself down. Well...this is going to be a fun night. (note the sarcasm)

-The Next Morning-

Ned's P.O.V

I was on the bus sitting next to MJ who had her nose stuck in a book and i was looking out the window ignoring Flash yelling insults about Peter being a coward for not coming on this trip with us and about how he was right about his "fake internship" because the teacher told us we we're going to Stark Tower. I have been there on lots of different occasions, most of the time it's because i have an intern ship with Stark industries as well and it was all thanks to Peter. He is most definitely going to be there because he didn't show up to school. This isn't going to end well is it. Oh well... More entertainment and drama for me.

(M/N) 's P.O.V

I was in my room scrolling through my phonewith Peter snuggling into my side. He dies have his own room which is next to mine but he decided to sleep in my room because his dad doesn't really let us sleep in the same room but he does it anyways but i don't mind because i get to cuddle my little spider. I was looking at a cute cat photo which was playing with a leaf when i heard FRIDAY, Starks AI, greeting me.

" Good Morning Mr. (L/n). Tony Stark-Rogers has requested Peter to lead the tour for today at 10 later"

"Thanks Fri. I'll tell him when he wakes up"

FRIDAY hummed in acknowledgement and left. I put down my phone on the bed side table and i turned my body towards Peter which resulted with him cuddled into me and nuzzled his head deeper into my chest (if it was even possible at this point considering about how close we were already)

"Peter, Babe. Time to get up. Your dad said that you need to give a tour to some visitors later at 10"

Peter's eyes fluttered open but he just closed them again and nuzzled his head further into my chest.

"Do i have too? Can't i just cuddle with you?" he said while giving me his puppy dog eyes. I sighed.

"Even if I want to, I need to go on a mission with Clint, Pietro and Tasha in about... *glances at the alarm clock* 5 minutes so I have to go. But don't sweat it, the missions gonna take two hours at least. When I get back I'll come help you with the tour when i get back

Okay??? "

" Fine" he whined and gave me a soft kiss which i gladly returned.

I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to get changed into my outfit which is a hoddie that is as strong as Steve's shield but still flexible, fluffy and comfortable to wear. I put on my fingerless gloves and headed back in my room. When I entered the room again and saw Peter scrolling through his phone. I smiled and walked towards him.

"Bye Pete, I'll see you later" i gave him a kiss on his forehead.

He smiled at me while i grabbed my shape shifting elemental sword and my wireless headphones. I know what your thinking. Why am i bringing a wireless headphones with me to a mission. Well...that's because i fight while listening to music. It enhances my ability to fight and makes it easier for me to use my elements. left the room while waving at him. I put on my (f/c) mask and headed towards where Pietro, Nat and Clint were at so we can get this mission over and done with.

-Timeskip-

Peter's P.O.V

I was sitting at the lounging room, waiting for the visitors to arrive while messing around on my phone. I heard the sliding door open and close but i didn't bother to look up because if they were the visitors, Alicia is going to explain how everything works and how to use the badges before giving them it. Only when she was done i would take over and show them the places that they have access to. While I was scrolling through Instagram, i heard Alicia call my name. I got up from my seat and walked towards them while still looking at my phone. When i reached them i looked up from my phone my eyes were wide as saucers because the visitors were my classmates!!! I have a lot of explaining to do aren't i...

"Uhh... Hey guys..." i said while waving at them awkwardly.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE PUNY PARKER!!!" Flash yelled at me with a hint of rage in his voice.

I rolled my eyes at him and responded to him in a sassy tone.

"I'm actually doing something useful in my life other than waste my time insulting someone. What are you doing???"

Flash was fuming with anger but didn't say anything else while the class, Alicia, Mj and Ned were chuckling because Flash just got told off.

"Okay Peter I'll leave it to you. See you later Mini G" she said while walking and waving.

"Later Alicia" i said while waving back at her before turning back to the rest of the class with stunned faces except Mj and Ned who were chuckling at Flash's stunned face.

"Anyways... I'm going to be your tour guide for today. So, unless you want to spend the rest of the visit outside the tour while the others have a good time, i suggest you keep your mouth if you have nothing nice to say because people at Stark Tower does not tolerate bullies especially Mr. Stark and Mr. Steve Rogers"

I didn't say there actual name which is Mr. Stark-Rogers because it isn't public yet that their married and no one definitely knows that tgey adopted a child aka me. But later on we're going to have a press conference revealing their marriage and me to the public. Flash looked slightly pale but didn't say any insults (or anything in that matter) and Mrs Warren was glarring daggers at me but i couldn't care less about what she thought about me at this point because all i want to do is get back to bed, wait until my boyfriend gets back from his mission and cuddle with him.

"Ok everyone. You need to scan the badges you got from Alicia and walk through the metal detector. You are also not aloud to take pictures during the tour. Any questions???"

Nobody raised their hands and i ushered them towards the scanner and the metal detector. One by one, everyone scanned their badges and walking through the metal detector (their phone don't count). F.R.I.D.A.Y announced their names, badge level and wether or not they have weapons or anything else dangerous. I let Flash walk through for demonstration (don't know why i did), F.R.I.D.A.Y announced his name in the same bored tone she always uses when it wasn't any of the avengers, me, Ned or Mj.

"Eugene Thompson, Omega badge level 2, no weapons"

He looked at me like he finally achieved something in his life. I rolled my eyes at his shit eating grin, scanned my badge (even though I didn't need to because I can scan my face and enter the building without having to waste my time with these badges) and walked through the metal detector.

"Peter, Delta level 10,no weapons detected. Hello Peter nice seeing you use the door once in a while" F.R.I.D.A.Y said with slight sarcasm in her voice but i just sigh in relief because F.R.I.D.A.Y didn't use my full name. But Flash just had to open his goddamn mouth and say something stupid like he always does.

"WHAT DID YOU MEAN USE THE DOOR ONCE IN A WHILE!!!HAVE YOU BEEN BREAKING INTO THE TOWER!!! HUH PUNY PARKER!!! AWNSER ME!!!"

I just ignored him which I do like 90% of the time and waited for the others to get through. While checking my watch to see how long i have left until (m/n) joins us.

Almost everyone has gone through except for Ned and Mj. Mj scanned her badge and walked through the metal detector without looking up from the book because she comes here to help Pepper with some business stuff. Oh!!! Did i forget to mention you that Mj is Pepper's assistant. I didn't??? Oh well moving on.

"Michelle Jones, alpha level 8, no weapons detected. Glad to see you Mj" F.R.I.D.A.Y greeted her happily.

"You too Fri"

Everyone's mouth was gaping because the Ai system recognised Mj. The last person was Ned and he got the same exact reaction from the class.

"Ned Leeds, alpha level 7, no weapons detected. Good evening Ned, i hope you enjoy your visit"

"I will Fri"

Flash was slightly annoyed that he didn't get the same treatment but beggars can't be choosers. I coughed slightly to get everyones attention and lead them towards the elevator so we can get started with the tour.

We reached the fifth floor so that they can look at the Avengers exhibition for the oldest and newest avengers. Everyone was looking awed and starstruck including Ned (who has been here loads of times) and excluding Mj (because she was still reading her book).

"Ok everyone you have an hour to look around and if you have any questions, you can come and ask me"

And just like that everyone was scattered all over the place looking at all the suits and weapons displayed. Of course they were just replicas of it. I walked around to make sure that they were no inconvenience. Everyone was mostly gawking at my iron spider suit that i got from dad and Elemental's mask, hoodie, headphones and his shape shifting sword especially Flash. He can only dream of wearing our suits. Let alone hold (m/n) 's shape shifting sword because have you seen that thing??? It's pretty epic if i do say so myself.

"Hey loser. Maybe you should explain more about the suits everyones gawking at" Mj said with a knowing smirk and looking up from her book for the first time since she entered the tower.

It's not really a surprise that she knows my relationship with (m/n) because the whole tower knows and thinks were a cute power couple. I returned her smirk and started to explain about the origins of the suits and (m/n) 's weapon.

"Well the Iron Spider was designed by Mr Stark for Spiderman when he was first offered a spot as an Avengers. He turned down the offer at first deciding just to stick on being a friendly neighbourhood Spiderman but he joined in the end after some complications"

I finished my explanation for the Iron Spider and looked at everyone. They were all listening to me very intently on the origins of the Iron Spider (with the exception of Mj who was still reading her book). I countinued onto Elemental's origin.

"Elemental is the newest member of the Avengers who joined almost a month ago. His sword can shape shift to any kind of weapon you can think of such as an axe, a bow and arrow, a bow staff and much more but i think that it be too long of an explanation if i kept going on. He can control natural elements which are fire, water, wind, ice, light, dark, and nature. Whichever power he choses has it's own abilities. He can also transport the elements into his weapon. For example if he was using an axe as a weapon and he transported his fire element into the axe it would turn into a fire axe. Any questions??? " I saw somebody raise their hand at the back.

"Yes you at the back" i said while pointing at the person at the back.

"How did the Avengers meet Elemental because he was annouced as one but nobody got an explanation"

"Good question. Well nine months before he was announced as an Avenger, the Avengers were in a battle with Red skull. They almost died when he was suddenly frozen and he was shattered tp a million pieces. They saw a silhouette of a person but his face was covered with a black face mask. After months of searching and researching for this person. At first he refused to join but he caved in the end after some persuasion by Spiderman. Anything else???? "

Someone was about to ask another question but Friday said that our time was up and that we had to mive on to the next part of the tour which was the mechanical workshop. I have a feeling that my Parker luck is gonna struck again but when has it not.

When we entered the workshop it was pure chaos. Dad was yelling at Clint something about almost ruining the mission Nat was sharpening her knife. Pietro was next to Clint holding his hand and (m/n) was fixing his motorbike whole wearing his wireless headphones, listening to music. So he was pretty clueless on what's going on around him. They all stopped what they were doing (with the exception of (m/n) who was to focused on fixing his motorbike) and smiled at us.

"Hey Pete boy what are you doing in these parts of the tower" Pietro asked while he suddenly appeared next to me. He put my head in a headlock and messed up my hair a bit before letting me go.

"I could ask you the same thing. Your not exactly trusted here" i said while fixing up my hair a bit. He put his hand on his heart while giving me a mocking gasp.

"I'm offended. Just because i zoom around the place that doesn't mean i broke anything"

Dad looked at him with a 'are you serious' look. Pietro did a damsel in distress look while sighing a dramatic sigh.

"I'm hurt by your words"

I just chuckled at his childish attitude while Aunt Tasha just exited the room. I swear Pietro is more dramatic than dad.

"While it was fun watching you joke around the class has a tour that (m/n) needs to take over. So i think it's time to take our leave. (m/n) time for you to take over!!!

(m/n) didn't move away from his motorbike so I'm guessing he didn't hear dad.

"(m/n)!!! Are you listening to me!!!"

"Don't worry Tony i got this" Pietro said with a mischievous grin on his face.

At the sidelines, everyone was mumbling to each other. Some of them were about being in the same room as their favourite superhero. While the others were mumbling about my internship being true. Flash was flushed red because i got noticed by them and not him.

(m/n) 's P.O.V

I was fixing my motorbike because someone *cough* Clint *cough* thought it was a good idea to "accidentally" knock over an expensive vase (which i think he did it on purpose) and he almost got shot if it wasn't for me jumping in with my motorbike and the latter decided it was a good idea to use an explosive arrows while I'm near the proximity. So, now i have a lot of things i need to repair on my motorbike. While i was fixing my motorbike, i was startled when someone yelled in my ear.

"(m/n)!!! Peter's in trouble!!!" Pietro yelled into my ear.

"What!!! Where!!!" i shouted with slight panic but i accidentally hit my head on my motorbike's turbo booster really REALLY hard because of how fast i lifted my head.

"Ow..." i said while closing my eyes and rubbing my head.

Whwn i reopened my eyes, again and saw a bunch of teenagers (is that the right way to describe them???) staring at me with wide eyes with a laughing Tony and Pietro and a blushing Peter (probably because i was worried about him getting hurt) . I was glaring at Pietro and Tony so hard that (f/c) flames started to surrounding me. They raised their hands in surrender, terrified that i might burn them if they continued. I smirked a victory smirk and the (f/c) flames disappeared. I took off my wireless headphones and walked towards Pietro and smacked his head really hard.

"Ow... What was that for???" Pietro whined while rubbing his sore head.

"That was for scaring me" i said and i started walking towards Peter. He blushed a darker shade of red while the teenagers behind him started giggling and whispering about how "hot and attractive" i was, but i just tuned them out and continued walking until i reached Peter. I wrapped my right hand around his waist and layed my head at the crook of his neck.

"Hey Pete sorry for not joining the tour earlier because someone decided to be stupid" i said emphasising the word someone someone while glaring at Clint who was now, sulking in a conner and was being comforted by Pietro. I just rolled my eyes and gave Peter a peck on his lips.

"Wait... PARKER IS DATING ELEMENTAL"

I looked over and saw a guy wearing a jacket, trying to look cool which he did horrible at.

"Yeah. What Peter never told you he was dating me. Pete, baby how could you not tell other people that you were dating this handsome dude"

I heard Tony snort at the word handsome while Peter just chuckled at my childness.

"As much as i want to mess around more. We need to get on with the tour. I'm assuming your going to be showing us around"

"Mhmm,nothing ever gets by you does it" i said while smiling fondly at him and kissed his cheek before unwrapping my hand around. I walked towards Tony, Clint and Pietro and shooed them out of the workshop. Once they were out , i turned towards the class with a soft smile which made everyone blush and drool (even the hoe of a teacher). I mentally rolled my eyes and pulled my (f/c) mask back on. I clapped my hands together and said,

"Let's get the show on the road now, shall we?"

-59 minutes later-

I looked at my watch and realised that i had one more minute until they had to get to the next part of Stark Towers. I decided to awnser one more question that they might have. For the entire time they've been in here i showed them some of the things that i made. For example, my motorbikes, electric cars, jets, mechanical wings for falcon, guns, Clint's arrows and pretty much anything you need i can make it. They all were impressed that i could make all of this and on top of that i gratuated school pretty early. Oh!!! Did i mention that I'm 17? No? Oh well,now you know.

"Alright everyone i only have time for one question before we move on onto the next destination of Stark Tower. So if anyone of you have a question don't be afraid to ask because you miggt never get this chance again" and instantly five hands were raised up but I pointed at the guy near me.

"How does Parker get not one but two look a like Avengers, fake badges and how much did he pay you to kiss him"

I felt my blood beginning to boil. My bangs covered my eyes but they were red with anger (A/n: Your eyes changes colour depending on the emotions) because how dare he thinks that my Petey will do something like that. The tempature in the room dropped making the class shiver. I started approaching him very VERY slowly with lightning trailing behind me, so i can scare him a little which worked. Everyone made sure to keep a good ten feet away from us. Peter looked terrified about what's going to happen but didn't move because he knew the consequences. ( A little hint. He didn't get kisses and cuddles from me for a week. He can go without those for two days)

When i was right in front of him, i tilted my head to the side revealing my glowing blood red eyes. I pushed him into a the nearest wall, trapping while shape shifting my sword into a darkness knife.

"One more bad word about my Petey. Your head won't be attached to your body after this. Got it!?!??!" i said while pressing my knife dangerously close to his neck. He nodded so fast that i would've mistaken him for Pietro except he got a much more bitchy attitude than Tony when he wants attention from Steve or when Clint was ignored by Pietro because he did a 'breaking up' prank (it was kinda funny seeing Clint begging to Pietro for two hours straight) and that's basically giving them a compliment.

I let go of him and told the others to wait outside to wait for the next part of the tour because I wanted to have a word with Peter. Everyone basically bolted out the room trying to stay on my good side. I turn towards a nervous looking and kinda sweating Peter. He visibly gulped because he knows he is in deep, deep trouble.

Peter's P.O.V

I feel like I'm screwed because not only did i not tell them about my salty teacher much earlier but i didn't tell them that i also have a bully on my track. He crossed his arms while tap his left foot impatiently waiting for an awnser. Well, here goes nothing let just hope he doesn't go on a killing spree.

-Timeskip after the explanation-

When i was done explaining, he was mad but surprisingly calm about the whole situation. He placed his hand on my shoulder and started talking.

"Look I'm not mad that you didn't tell me but if something like this happens again i want you to tell either me or the others because we care about you and don't want you to get hurt. Alright???"

I nodded my head while crying slightly and hugged him really tight like if i let him go i would lose him. I'm really thankful i have someone like him in my life. He chuckled and ran his fingers through my head and kissed my forehead before pulling away. He wiped my tears away and kissed me before pulling away. He pulled away from the hug and extended his hand to me.

"Come on Pete. We have a tour to get back to"

I smiled and took his hand letting him lead my hand outside towards the class to continue the tour.

I looked at my watch and realised that the tour was almost over. We only had two more destination which is the training room on level 20 and after that the class will meeting the rest of the Avengers. I mentally jumped for joy because my suffering is almost over. Not that I didn't enjoy it because (m/n)'s hand is always either on my hip or around my waist. He will give me a random pecks here and there. Mrs. Warren and Flash aren't picking on me because (m/n) kept giving them death glares but they still glared at me (i swear those two are oblivious) . So overall, I'm enjoying myself.

TBC (because I've passed my block limit 😅 but stick around for part 2!!)

#spiderman #yaoi #male #male reader #peter parker #peter parker x male reader #school #field trip #lgbt pride #gay #marvel #superhero

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morri-m · 3 years

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The Danganronpa 1 survivors go on a road trip and go to a hotel and watch a movie

Kyoko loaded stuff into the back of the van, mentally preparing herself for the long day ahead of her.

Road trips with the other survivors were pretty exhausting, but she had to admit that she definitely enjoyed spending time with them.

Just then, Makoto walked out of the house, carrying some more luggage, which was clearly challenging for him since it was quite heavy, and he was quite tiny.

The silver haired girl walked over and took it from him, and gently kissed the top of his head. “I’ll carry those for you, Sweetheart.” She said.

“Thanks, Babe.” Makoto replied as a car pulled up in the driveway, and two girls walked out.

Toko was putting a book into her book bag, and Hina was taking off some sunglasses and putting them in her pocket.

“Hey guys!” She said happily and went to hug Makoto, who gladly obliged.

It was a rule the two had, always hug upon seeing each other.

Toko on the other hand, hesitantly stood next to Kyoko, unsure of what to say.

———

A while later, Hiro pulled up, and truth be told, everyone was surprised he hadn’t gotten into a car accident.

“Hey, Hiro.” Makoto greeted as the two high fived.

“Sup. So we just waiting on Byakuya?”

“Pretty much.”

———

At last, an expensive car pulled up, and Byakuya walked out and shut the door behind him.

“Kuya! Hi!” Makoto said and threw his arms around him which lifted him off the ground due to the height difference, causing the blonde to flinch and stiffen.

“Makoto, let me go.” He complained. Makoto just squeezed him harder, and Kyoko giggled.

“Well we’re all here, ready to go?” She asked.

Byakuya was finally able to get Makoto off him by lifting him off of him and nodded, and the other three all said some form of yes, showing that they were ready to leave.

———

Hiro was sitting beside Hina, Toko was sitting next to Makoto, and Byakuya and Kyoko were right next to each other, with the latter driving.

“Please don’t let this get too chaotic, please.” Byakuya muttered under his breath, staring out of the window.

———

Around twenty-five minutes into the drive, Makoto fell asleep on Toko’s shoulder, snoring softly with his arms around her stomach.

‘Why does he have to be so sleepy?’ The young author thought as she carefully wrapped an arm around him to support his weight, which wasn’t a lot.

“Damn. He’s asleep already?” Hiro said in astonishment.

“I don’t see why you’re surprised.” Byakuya remarked, taking a sip from a bottle of water. “He’s went to sleep far earlier than this before.”

“If he doesn’t wake up by the time we stop for dinner then I’m throwing Byakuya’s water on him.” Hina declared.

———

Thankfully for Makoto, he woke up once they arrived at a McDonald’s.

“Huh..? Oh, hey Toko.. We still driving..?” A sleepy sounding voice asked.

“We’re stopping for dinner. We’re going to McDonald’s, Hun.” Kyoko said as she turned to face him.

“Right.”

“Um.. Mako.. Can you please get off my shoulder now?” Toko asked as she played with her hair.

“Oh sorry.”

———

Once everyone had finished eating, they drove to their hotel with no stops. It was an extremely cold night, and Makoto had stolen on of Kyoko’s jackets and had it wrapped around him like a blanket.

The vans heating was on too, but even that wasn’t enough to have everyone properly warmed up. And soon enough, Makoto was clinging onto Toko again.

“H-how long until w-we get there?!” Hina’s teeth were chattering as she asked Byakuya, who had taken over driving, the question.

“It’ll take at least another hour, Hina. This is probably the tenth time you’ve asked!” Byakuya groaned as he kept his eyes on the road.

———

Finally, the gang arrived at their hotel and were now walking into the room, Kyoko holding Makoto who was bundled up in a blanket and softly snoring.

The detective sat her boyfriend on the sofa and stroaked his hair passionately, a small smile appearing on her face.

“I’m going to have to wake him up if we’re watching a movie.” She murmured sadly as she began to shake his shoulder.

“Mako, hey Babe. C’mon, wake up. We’re gonna be building a pillow fort and we don’t want you to miss out.”

Makoto yawned as he woke up and rubbed his eyes tiredly, stretching his arms.

“Oh, we’re here..?” He asked, taking in his brand new surroundings.

“Yeah, Come on.”

———

The fort was almost complete. The small team were adding some blankets as a roof. And soon after that, it was finally complete.

“So who’s turn is it to pick the movie?” Toko asked, begging silently that it wasn’t Hiro’s.

“I think it’s Kyoko’s.” Hina replied as she poured some popcorn into a huge bowl, and some chocolates and other candy into another.

And so they all ended up watching some detective movie, which Makoto fell asleep around fourty-six minutes into. And when the movie had finished, Byakuya had to carry him to bed.

———

The blonde laid his friend down onto his hotel bed and turned around to leave, only for Makoto to cling onto his arm and mutter sleepily; “No.. Stay here..”

Byakuya sighed as he sat on Makoto’s bed, only for the smaller boy to cling onto his arm and squeeze it, curling himself up against him.

“You’re warm..” The lucky one murmured as he snuggled his shoulder.

It was gonna be a long night for Byakuya.

———

The next day, Hina went to go wake up Makoto, and was definitely in for a surprise.

Byakuya was sitting up against the back of the bed with Makoto tucked under his left arm who was snoring gently and softly. The blonde’s chest was rising and falling with each quiet breath as he held Makoto against him.

Hina resisted the urge to awe and instead immediately pulled out her phone, her first instinct being to take pictures and show them to the rest of their group.

———

“No way!” Hiro laughed as he looked at the photo. Kyoko was smirking as she looked at it too, silent snickers almost escaping her mouth.

Toko on one hand, kind of wished she was Makoto, but on the other hand felt like they both looked absolutely adorable like that.

Just then, Byakuya and Makoto both came walking out of the latter’s room, and everyone else couldn’t help but giggle.

“What?” Byakuya asked.

The swimmer laughed even more as she showed him the image on her mobile, and Byakuya’s face turned red with embarrassment, though he was clearly trying to hide it.

Makoto seemed to not really care. Everyone knew he was mainly like this. Byakuya though..

They would never be letting him live it down. That was for sure.

#makoto naegi #aoi asahina #toko fuwaka #byakuya togami #kyoko kirigiri #danganronpa hiro #road trip #movie night #fanfic #cute #friends

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addercharmer · 3 years

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Izumi had slept next to Keigo again, he had woken just after midnight with a scream and both Izumi and Nezu had raced their way into his room to find the boy curling up as small as possible under the desk in his room.

It took half an hour for the stoat to coax Keigo out and back into his bed, where the elder had shuffled around blankets and pillows until it felt more like a true nest.

Nezu then had Izumi climb into the base of the bed, Keigo had quickly snuggled into her side, Nezu then climbed into the nest and settled above their heads. They had all fallen back asleep and no other nightmares had woken them.

Izumi's inner alarm woke her and she groaned a little at the weight that was sprawled on her chest. A squeaking laugh from near her head had Izumi sighing at the fact that Nezu now would have photo evidence of them sleeping together.

"Morning dad." Izumi croaked out, then she started to wiggle her way out from the nestling.

"Bathroom, then we gotta talk." She tells him, there hadn't been any time the night before. Nezu had gotten an emergency call to do some analysis on a well known villain group of this time.

Izumi stumbled to the bathroom, she emptied her bladder and washed her hands, before making the snap decision to take a shower.

She didn't let herself linger under the spray no matter how much she wanted to, she washed her hair and put in the conditioner to soak in as she washed her body, then rinsed out the creamy substance.

Wrapping her hair and body in towels she then scurried to her room. Izumi had no plans to do anything today unless it involved her rosefinch so she pulled on a pair of black leggings and a lightweight sweater dress. She stopped in the bathroom long enough to grab a brush and hair ties, and hang her towels up to dry.

Skipping down the stairs Izumi was greeted with the mingling smell of coffee and tea, in the kitchen there were cereal boxes and a half liter of milk already on the table, along with bowls and spoons.

Izumi sat quickly and combined the cereal and milk into a bowl, she dug in with a hum of enjoyment at the sugary meal. Nezu slipped a large cup of coffee on the table by her elbow before taking his own seat.

"I didn't get to tell you, but some stuff happened at the mall." Izumi started the conversation after they had both finished their food.

"When we got the preening brushes I suggested we look at the ones for hawks and Keigo flinched pretty hard." Nezu's eyebrows scrunched a little and he let out a hum.

"The specialty stores for physical mutations had hardly anything for winged people, but when I was little originality my mom was friends with fashion designers...if you were okay with it I could try to make contact, they were family friends and I could maybe tell them that Inko is my sister, aunt Mitsuki never had the best memory, and if we could find and doctor some photos it would work as evidence." Izumi rambled, she was a little nervous about suggesting this, but at the same time she believed it could be good for the future if she could put herself in an older sibling or aunt role for some of her friends.

"Good idea, what would you say about wanting to get back in contact?" Nezu asked her.

Clearing her throat a little, Izumi thought carefully as she sipped her coffee.

"Aunt Mitsuki has always had a huge soft spot for kids, not that anyone could tell. Inko from what her medical history says had been in and out of rehab for the last four years, it's caused a lot of problems with her mental health. It would make sense to say that you adopted me after you found me bleeding from being bullied at a foster home, and not in Inko's care."

Izumi sighed deeply. "But that's more the in depth story, in reality I could simply explain I am Inko's sister trying to get in contact with Mitsuki because I remember she was into fashion and I need help with my newly adopted siblings wing mutation."

"Hmmm, good good." Nezu's tea cup clacks when it's put back on the table. "Let's go braid your hair and we can work more on the back story and get those photos ready." The stoat directs already moving to the living room.

Izumi followers close on his tail, sitting in front of him after putting the hair brush and ties on the couch. She's also pulling the coffee table and her laptop closer so she can find pictures as her dad works his magic on her hair.

"Lay out your life as Inko's sister." Nezu tells her as he starts running the brush through her hair.

"Well, I was a sickly child, I spent most of my early life in hospital. It wasn't until I was ten that I got better, I was back in my parents care for a year and a half before the accident that took their lives happened. I was quickly placed into foster care when Inko refused to take me in, five months later you found me and adopted me. Then we can just say the truth from there. My quirk developed under extreme stress, I had a lot of healing, I finished school within six months of living with you, I have several degrees, I am a fashion disaster, and now you are adopting a severely abused boy." As Izumi speaks she's hacking through Inko's computer, phone and cloud account for photos.

Nezu is finished braiding her hair into twin tails when there are feet thumping their way down the stairs. Nezu gets up and goes to help Keigo in the kitchen as Izumi starts doctoring the photos to include her.

She can hears dishes flatted as Nezu loads them into the dishwasher, then he's dragging a box into the kitchen, it's one of his case file boxes that he gets from the police force to help solve crimes.

It takes two hours for Izumi to doctor the photos, replace the originals with hers in both Mitsuki and Inko's devices and cloud account. When she's done Keigo is just sitting down next to her with his hair and wings still wet and a towel in his hand.

"Let me help rosefinch." She laughs lightly.

Gently she rubs the towel through her hair, it's not as thick as her own so it takes less time to get it only damp, with his wings she carefully runs it down in the same direction that his feather go, it takes time but soon they are only slightly damp as well.

"Give them a fluff and a shake for me." Izumi tell Keigo, she had looked up some care tips before she first went to bed last night.

Keigo follows her direction without any hesitation, when he's done he looks like a fluffy baby bird and Izumi falls a little more in love.

"Go get your oil and comb, I'll give you a preen before we figure out what to do today." Izumi drops the towel she had been using over Keigo's head and it earns her a laugh before the boy is sprinting away.

He's back faster than Izumi thought he would be, just before he sits again Keigo fluffs his wings and Izumi spots his hair fluffing up with the feathers, Izumi has to work hard to stop herself from laughing.

Once the oil is in her hands and the comb is sitting on the couch between them Keigo stretches his left wing out, Izumi opens the bottle noticing it's a light vanilla scent as she posts some out into a cupped hand.

Snapping the bottle shut again she puts it beside the comb and then runs her hands together.

Making her hands into loose claws she starts at the joint where wing meets skin, she takes her fingers through the feathers twice just to be sure she has them all coated before moving on to the rest with the same care. Izumi needs to recoat her hands with oil three more times before the whole wing is finished.

Next she picks up a wide toothed wooden comb and starts to drag it through the feathers again, realigning any with her free hand as she goes. Izumi does this twice before she and Keigo switch sides to do the right wing.

The longer Izumi presents Keigo's feathers the more relaxed he becomes, little chirps and coos leaving him.

"All done." Izumi tells Keigo, she hands him back the preening items and gets up herself to clean off her hands.

"Nee-chan, what are we going to do today?" Keigo asked Izumi from the stairs.

"What do you want to do?" Izumi asks right back, as she starts pulling out things to make sandwiches. "Lunch first though. You too dad."

Izumi quickly puts the sandwiches together and on one big plate. Keigo had come and grabbed smaller plates for each of them to use.

"Can we play a game after?" Keigo asks as he grabs a sandwich.

"What kind of game? I know my friends picked a few out, those should be in your room. But we can go outside too." Izumi eyes Nezu who still hadn't taken a sandwich, as he hits to reach for another paper Izumi taps his paw and pointed looks at the food.

"Really?" Keigo asks, sounding more excited about being outside than he had about playing a game.

"Mmmyep, I even know where the park is." Izumi tries to sweeten the deal, and with all the cyber stalking she has done on Endeavour she knows that Rei takes the kids there every Sunday afternoon.

Nezu must hear something in her voice that has his head snapping towards her, she lets her grin turn a little feral.

"Mmm dad will even come, I saw a family there, two children had ice quirks and one had a really powerful fire quirk, the fire user looks about your age." Nezu's answering toothy grin is enough for Izumi to know she was understood.

"I haven't been to the park since I was taken." Keigo says with a sad sniffle.

"Why don't we make it even better and I can invite my friends too, then you can meet Oboro and Nemuri." Izumi offers, she knows that it's going to be hard, Keigo had been deprived of so much that everything was going to be a new experience again.

"Shō-nii and Zashi-nii?" Keigo perks up a little, and Izumi is so happy that her little rosefinch liked them.

"Yep!" Izumi says back just as chipper. "I just have to message them and ask, dad has to clean up his papers and the dishes."

Mouse?Bear?Human?: My rosefinch hasn't been to the park since the commission took him, he would like to play with you all.

IBreakGlass: be there in under 2 hours gotta finish my chores ಥﭛಥ

FemFatale: shō and I will be there in 30

LoudAssCloud: u sure?

: I just mean what if were 2 much?

Mouse?Bear?Human?: He will be fine, he loves Zashi and Shō.

: He's already dubbed them Zashi-nii and Shō-nii, and I'm sure you will be Obo-nii soon enough.

LoudAssCloud: (　-_･) ︻デ═一 ▸

: (*ฅ́˘ฅ̀*) .｡.:*♡

: be there when I can

LoudAssCloud is offline.

#rewound #female midoriya izuku #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #shirakumo oboro #dad nedzu #kayama nemuri #takami keigo #time travel #bnha

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rekutopia · 4 years

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In which Obi lets Shirayuki sleep

A part of the Flatmate AU (one, two, three, in accidental order)

Jesus fucking christ.

At one point in his life, Obi had decided to restrain himself from cursing as soon as he became a professional and started working. It was only to his benefit if he could quit the bad habit before it starts to manifest itself at work. That’s what he thought an exemplary adult should do.

He entered the working world around six years ago. A couple of years of rude patients and whiny co-workers later he revisited the thought and rephrased his intention to stop cursing as soon as he turned thirty – this time for sure. Changing workplace might also help.

Last year he turned thirty. And he had changed his workplace. Twice. Good thing he never told anyone about this particular resolution, seeing that the amount of cursing was, if anything, increasing. Especially in the past one year and three months, ever since he shared his living space with a certain redhead.

Now, Obi had always been a perfect gentleman towards his flatmate. Never did he use dirty words in any form whatsoever whenever Shirayuki was around. Even when he once stubbed his toe on the new washing machine she had installed into their bathroom he managed to merely let out an incomprehensible sound instead of the usual ‘FUCK!’. Boy, did he patted himself proudly on the back after that.

No. Especially at home, that increasing amount of cursing was inaudible, though not less loud inside his head. These were usually directed towards situations he would never believe could happen if he hadn't experienced them himself.

Right now was a perfect example.

Obi was lying on the couch under the colourful blanket Shirayuki’s grandma had quilted for her. The living space was dark and toasty. Through the window, Obi could see the snowflakes slowly piling on the balcony.

There was cheeky accordion music playing in the background. Onto the wall, the projector was beaming the end credit of Amélie, one of Shirayuki’s favourite movies to watch when she was upset (and when she was happy – actually, it’s her all-time favourite movie ever). Shirayuki herself was lying beside him, under the same blanket, sleeping peacefully.

Would that be reason enough for Obi to curse? Well, half a year ago it would.

In fact, Obi had cursed when Shirayuki had started to sit closer to him so that their knees touched whenever they did their movie nights. He had also cursed when a couple of movie nights later she suddenly suggested they could just lie down for watching. “It’s more comfortable this way”, she had told him, and who was he to say no when it’s true?

When she next casually tangled their legs together like it’s the most natural thing in the world Obi thought his curses should have finally reached the heavens’ ears since the torture level didn’t step up further after that.

And so Obi thought he was over it. He thought he had hardened up until all that had become quite a normality. He could finally enjoy Shirayuki’s closeness and body heat without having his heart jumping up and down like a happy puppy in his ribcage all the time.

Until tonight. Tonight was the end of it. He must have done something to awaken the heavens’ wrath that they decided to continue his punishment.

Obi glanced down at his sleeping flatmate, whose head was nestling comfortably on his shoulder. Both her arms were encircling his right arm – in fact, her whole tiny body was snuggling up to him. Her right leg was rested rudely on top of his right leg like it belonged there, her knee dangerously close to his crotch. He could feel her breasts where they pressed way too innocently against his arm, rising and falling softly with each breath she took. She was purring lightly, like a tired little kitten.

What the fuck did I do in my previous life to deserve this.

He had been lying entirely still ever since Shirayuki fell asleep, not even five minutes after the movie had started. That was more or less two hours ago. Despite years of practice, neither yoga breathing nor meditation could make him relax his stiff body. This was just a different level of suffering.

Carefully, Obi turned his head to his right while contemplating whether he should just wake up his snoring flatmate. His nose almost brushed the top of her head and he caught a whiff of her shampoo. Correction. His shampoo. Because when a wet, crying, wrapped-only-in-a-towel girl announced angrily that she was out of shampoo and that she was going to use yours, you nod and let her use yours. No questions asked.

Just, what the hell even happened?

When Obi arrived home that night, instead of the usual ‘welcome home’ he was greeted by a sobbing pile of pillows and blanket on the couch. A bit of prodding and shaking didn’t award him with anything much, only that the pile curled further up into a messy ball.

He was about to leave it be when suddenly his flatmate’s head emerged from the heap – red hair sticking out staticky in all directions, eyes puffy and still leaking. She declared her intent to use the shower in a hiccupy voice and stormed into the bathroom.

After she got out – fully clothed, to Obi’s relief – Shirayuki planted herself back onto the couch. She threw her flatmate a somewhat commanding glare while she patted the empty space beside her.

As much as a wannabe-dominant Shirayuki was an amusing view, Obi schooled his expression to neutral and refrain himself from teasing her. Clearly, she was very upset about something and Obi didn’t want to agitate her even further.

And so he took his cue and rolled onto the couch beside her. Wordlessly, Shirayuki started the laptop, the projector, spread the blanket over them, then leaned back and cuddle up to him when the movie started.

They lay like that for a while, as hundreds of questions raced in Obi’s mind.

What on earth happened? Did someone hurt you? Should I call Yuzuri? Or the police? Since when do you hog me like it’s absolutely nothing? Do you have any fucking idea what you’re doing to me? What the hell is going on? Do I even have any say in this?

What he finally settled with was a soft, “Do you wanna talk about it?”

His answer was a little pout on her lips and a small head shake. Then Shirayuki’s gaze shifted back to the screen. She inched closer to him, making herself comfortable and him even more uncomfortable. But Obi didn’t push. He hadn’t known his flatmate for a very long time, but he knew enough that she would talk when she felt like it. So he held his tongue and let her take what she needed.

Which brought him to now.

Closing his eyes, Obi immersed himself in the fragrance – a unique mixture between Shirayuki’s own scent and his shampoo. If more girls knew how sexy it was to smell masculine, all those girly toiletries brands out there might go broke in next to no time. Either that or Obi was just an exception to be so goddamned turned on by it.

Again, he cursed inwardly as he felt all his blood rushing south, where he noticed a small tent slowly building up. If he knew Shirayuki was going to throw herself to him tonight he would’ve chosen a tighter pair of boxers.

And maybe have a shower first.

Obi gave himself a mental slap on the back of his head. Surely this was not the time to feel aroused when the little miss was feeling miserable for whatever reason. He must get a grip on himself.

As if sensing that he was thinking about her, Shirayuki stirred, and one of her arms slid up to his chest, clutching lightly on his shirt. Obi’s breath hitched. If the other was awake Obi was sure she could feel his rapid heartbeat under her palm.

She was so close now she was practically using him as a body pillow. He was helplessly trapped with nowhere to move and no one to hear the silent, frustrated screams in his head. Obi lifted his left hand and pressed the bridge of his nose, sinking his head deeper into the pillow.

Why don’t you just fucking kill me already.

Nietzsche said ‘to live is to suffer’, and life with Shirayuki had given suffering a new meaning. Sure, she first appeared as a timid, cute little miss pharmacist who loves plants. While Obi liked plants, he was not sure how to deal with a green army of 50+ potted plants invading his flat. Especially that one big fellow sitting seemingly unobtrusive in the corner while slowly stretching its long branches until it now almost trespassed the screen boundary of the projector.

Only after a short while, his new flatmate emerged as an online-shopper addict for ‘useful’ household stuff. Some are truly useful, for example, that LED night light with motion detector for the corridor, albeit in the shape of a puppy head. Some, like the egg separator, gave Obi reasons to try out his gentle eye-rolling with her. “I’ll teach you how to separate eggs with just your hands”, he had told her as he hid the abomination in the back of the bottom kitchen drawer.

Before Shirayuki Obi had only ten utensils in his kitchen. Despite being half Japanese, he didn’t even own a rice cooker. You can guess three times who introduced one into the kitchen. It’s the same person who brought the juicer, the mixer, the blender and the waffle iron. Yes, her waffles are a delight on Sunday mornings but that’s not the point here.

To be fair, he was honestly thankful for her washing machine, even though it made their mini bathroom even more cramped. At least he didn’t have to go outside of the flat to do laundry anymore. But he still thought the dishwasher was an overkill. Contrary to other people, Obi liked doing dishes. It freed his thoughts, almost like a meditation. “You could still do the big pots by hand,” she tried to reason with him. Yea, well, when they already have a dishwasher, he’d rather have the machine do the big stuff, thank you very much.

Whenever Obi came home from his late shift he often found Shirayuki fast asleep at the dining table with work materials piled and scattered around her. He was quick to learn that in those cases there was nothing he could to do to wake her up. But of course, the physiotherapist inside him would never forgive himself for letting her just sleep there. Which left him no other choices than to carry her to her bed.

Speaking of suffering, Obi had always wondered why his roommate always behaved so carefree towards him. Granted, he never gave her any reasons to be cautious around him. He did like to tease her a lot, but never to the point that she was seriously uncomfortable with it. Nevertheless, did it never occur to her that he was a MAN, no matter how tame and harmless he seemed in front of her? Never before had Obi met a woman who was as completely unguarded as she was.

Anyway, the suffering has reached a new level today and Obi didn’t want to know what would come next.

Suddenly, a hum. Obi looked down and was met with two sleepy, half-open emerald eyes.

“Mmm...Obi?”

“Yes, sweetie?”

“Have Amélie and Nino met yet?”

“Un.”

“Are they happy now?”

“Un. Like always.”

“Good.”

Then silence followed. Just when Obi thought the dream of Amélie and Nino had claimed Shirayuki back to sleep she murmured further.

“What time is it?”

“A little after midnight.” Obi allowed himself to gently place his chin on her head. “Shall we go to bed?”

A grunt. The tiny woman shook her head, nestled herself impossibly closer still to him and wrapped her arm completely around him.

“Mmm...You’re so warm.”

With that, her breath went back to its steady rhythm as she fell back asleep.

Sighing, Obi awkwardly reached to grab the remote control and turned off the projector. Then he pulled the blanket higher and tried to adjust himself to a more comfortable position for all the tangling limbs. He closed his eyes and gradually resigned to his fate.

Guess that means no shower for me tonight.

Obi took a deep breath in from his nose and released it slowly through his mouth.

In and out.

I am the master of my fucking cock.

——————–

Note:

The 10 kitchen utensils Obi owned before Shirayuki came to his life were...

a knife

a cutting board

a pot

a frying pan

a kettle (not an electric one)

a spatula

a ladle

a pair of cooking chopstick

a rice spoon

a grater

...just in case you were wondering >:3

#myfanfic #akagami no sirayukihime #obiyuki #flatmate au

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peachlolitasevillacourtstuff · 4 years

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Stratos and Oona (story part 1)

I thank our friend Niko for helping me with this story.*It all starts in the current round house, President Sheros as he was always in his office, reading some news. among them stories about his brother's war veterans, that brought him a nostalgia and sadness to remember him* Sir.c: stratos old something wrong? *he said entering his office * * Obviously Tray was spying on them from his slug-cams * Stratos: oh old man, I'm reading some stories of the pac veterans, it brings me a lot of nostalgia to hear it Sir.c: I really remember that fatal squad I had, and many were injured and look, I still have scars from that * he said showing his scar on the shoulder of his arm * Betrayus: Uff, what a weak idiot..... Buttler: -_- Stratos: hehehe, that explains more your clumsiness, you even had an injury to your leg remember * he said a little teasing * Betrayus: *Disgusted face* Sir.c: yes yes, make fun, but at least you have worse scars .. * I affirm * Betrayus: *Bored* And I thought I heard "serious conversations". * after that at night when everyone had to sleep, stratos had already come out of bathing and dressing in his pajamas, at the time he was going to lie down on his bed * * The guards roamed for the Round-House, preventing intruders from entering * * after a few short hours, stratos was already sound asleep, however he felt a sensation in his left shoulder something familiar, as if it came from the past * "Dad!" Stratos: w.. what!? Cedrick: I can't sleep, can I sleep with you? Stratos: uh yeah right, lie on my side, why can't you sleep? Betrayus: Uff, he surely had some stupid bad dreams. cedrick: I don't know, I'm just not sleepy, * said snuggling up on top of his dad * Stratos: * that reminded him a lot of his little brother, and at the same time that love of war * Cedrick: * Hugs his daddy tightly * Stratos: Haha, there is drick, hugging me reminds me a lot of your uncle * whisper * *the next day* Pac: good morning Mr. President, everything okay around here? Stratos: yes, yesterday I was reading stories about veterans of the pac war. Cedrick: * Playing around with Spirale * Spiral: Be careful, Cedric! The monster is coming to devour you! * Growls and chases him * Cedrick: Oh no! * Chuckles and runs though the corridors * Pac: wow the boy created very fast. 😅 Stratos: thats right Stratos: now Pac: oh ok, a question, Mr. President, as was the mother of Cedrick * I asked him directly * Stratos: Uh!? 😨 Stratos: mmmhh.. I don't like to talk about Oona .. Pac: what its Oona? Stratos: my ex..lover Pac: because ex-lover doesn't mean ex-wife, was something wrong with her? Stratos: She died in an attack and it pains me to remember it. Cyli and pac: 😓😨 Cyli: oh Sir.c: sure you don't want to talk about it now? Stratos: I do not see it necessary, also there is a part of that story that is not appropriate for the 4, only you and me, Sir.c Cily:We are grow enough. Stratos: well you know how babies are made right? Cyli: yes... Yes, more or less Pac: Surely! Stratos: good come the 2 in private, Spiral, take care of my son while I go to talk to the boys. Spiral: ok.. Spirale: No, problem! *Goes to him* *inside the round house * Stratos: your name is Oona, my ex lover.. Pac: So, Mr. pres? Cily: uh.. were you in love once? Stratos: yea...* he said scratching his head a little * Pac: Well, it’s normal. but what happened? Stratos: It all started when I was still a soldier who was fighting against my own brother, Sir.c had been lethally read in a platoon, luckily I helped him take him to the infirmary, where they took care of him I saw him as he suffered, and he got some scars for it. Stratos: You're better * said a young stratos in his war uniform * Sir.c: yea.. *he said a little dizzy. Doctor: Excuse me, I need to take care of your friend. He has some internal bleeding. Pac: Woah..... Fortunately he survived. Sir.c: barely even in my nightmares I still feel that horrible pain in me, but still counting stratos. Cily: Aw. then? Stratos: ok.. After having been treated and stopping the euphoria, I started to get more injured, some of them were already dead, however I stumbled upon one of so many nurses. ???: oh, so, so sorry.. Stratos: don't apologize it was an accident! ???: You must be one of the soldiers against Commander Betrayus, I am Oona, I am not from Pacopolis by the way. Stratos: Yes, I am.....I’m Stratos Spheros. You? Oona: Oona, Oona winefrida Stratos: wow, a pretty name Pac: Oh, so she was? Stratos: of course I was a nurse in the war, I wasn't clearly around here. Cily: She must have been a caring woman to be a nurse. Sir.c: Jejejeje.. especially how good it must have been .. in the food supposedly, not that badly thought! Pac: *Chuckles Cedrick: She was good doing what? *Innocent face* Stratos: Wooah! Cedrick!? 😲what are you doing here, you should be with spiral Spiral: Sorry! He had run away! Cedrick: What were you talking about, dad? Stratos: you know adult stuff ..😅 Cedrick: What kind of adult stuff? I want to know too! :D Stratos: just go on playing with Spiral, but don't get dirty *he says taking him out of the room* Cedrick: okay * he said a little annoyed * Pac: *Chuckles* Curious the boy. Pac: get on with the story sir president Stratos: ok.. As the days progressed, and continue to have plans for the next ambush, and do my best without Sir.c I could not stop thinking about her, her skin was white, her pink eyes, her brown hair, and her beautiful smile distracted me from work. Spheria: stratos, thats good? Cily: That’s love True love, strong enough to make you forget the rest ~ * Chuckles * Stratos: maybe they'll keep interrupting me!? Pac: Oh sorry, Mr. Pres, continue. Stratos: well spheria got a little upset about my attitude exactly Spheria: Why? You look much more distracted than usual. Are you worried about something? Stratos: oh sorry sergeant * he said laughing * just kept thinking of someone specifically Spheria: *Nudges him* Oh really? Who is the lucky girl~? Or lucky boy. No prejudice. Stratos: literally Sir.c! remember that he is still injured Spheria: oh yea.. * said a little sad * Stratos: *Sigh* I hope he will recover soon. Spheria: I even more .. it hurts that that platoon was very sudden take a slight break, the war is making you very anxious Stratos: Thanks sergeant. * in the infirmary * Stratos: hello Oona: hello stratos what are you doing here, are you coming to visit Sir.c? Stratos: I don't really miss your beautiful voice Stratos: Are you busy? Oona: if very busy, there are many sick and wounded, I think it is not time for you to be here with me. Stratos: if you want, we'll see you tonight, if you can finish your shift? Oona: I will try, but take the opportunity to greet your friend, he is on stretcher 16 on the right Stratos: Ok... See ya tonight, ok? * Stratos went to the stretcher of his good friend Sir.c, he was resting from his injuries, he could barely move without importing the pain * Stratos: go Sir.c, you already feel better Sir.c: I still hurt about the emorrajia * he said in a weak tone * Spheria: *Comes too* Hey C., how are you? Sir.c: the scar from the operation still hurts, that platoon was crazy. Spheria: well at least you didn't break all your bones. Stratos: Speaking of which, you think that even an intern you can give us plans Spheria: Yes. I'm confident about it. *later at night* Oona: Hi Stratos, did you want to see me? Stratos: Oona skies are you done? Oona: yeah jeje Stratos: come with me I want to show you something * he says taking her hand and I take her to a place with a beautiful pond * Stratos: Beautifull, isn’t it? Oona: I don't know why, but it reminds me of a story they told me as a child Stratos: really coincidence hehe Oona: I lived in pac-europe, in fact I am a descendant of the ancient pac-celts. Stratos: Woah, cool. And what this story tells? Oona: seeing this lake reminds me of a story I have known since I was little, my name refers to that. Stratos: well tell me Oona: Once upon a time in a very large lake, where fairies lived among the largest trees, they always met during the day, so that the birds did not eat them, every night on a full moon they went out to celebrate their queen, they danced like the swans in that same lake, each one shone like the rainbow, at the same time the smallest and largest animal approached to hear their songs. Stratos: incredible story, hopefully when the war ends you can go home. Stratos: You miss it, right? Oona: I do miss my old home a lot, but the evil betrayus commander made my chance of returning home useless. Stratos: stupid lil brother *annoyed whisper* Oona: what?! Stratos: nothing! 😅 Stratos: Maybe it was the wind!😅 Oona: Listen clearly, you said stupid little brother !? Stratos: N-No no! You surely heard wrong! Oona: don't lie stratos tell me !? Stratos:...*Sigh*..Oona, Betrayus is my little brother. Oona: WHAT! That psychopath is your brother !? * said shocked * Stratos: Calm down, we are at war, and there is no other way I can stop him, I don't know why he does this! I just know ... I don't know why. 😧 Stratos: I’m really sorry that I didn’t tell you before. Oona: it doesn't matter now, alone, I think maybe I am lacking attention and love, that's all Stratos: you are the first person to tell me that! I know I did something wrong in the past! And I can't correct it anymore, and now he's killing everyone for pleasure ..😢 Stratos: Thanks for understanding me .... * Hugs her * Pac, cyli and Sir.c: AAAAAAWWW... 😢😢😢 Pac: *Sniff* This is so touching! Stratos: I admit to being a bad big brother, but she comforted me that night Sir.c: and you threw it away !? Stratos: NOOOW IDIOT!😠😖 *Pac and Cily holds the snickers* Sir.c: come on spheros we all want to hear that part !? Stratos: This is not the time! 😠 Well continuing with the story, she was very good to me, since then we began to see each other more often, even she knew about medicine and many things about nursing. Sir.c: hey stratos, who is your girlfriend? Stratos: what!? We are not only friends but she is very good at everything, apart from that she was one of the nurses who helped you heal. Spheria: So you two are a thing? Stratos: well maybe yes, but still nothing. Spheria: Well, I see in you that Cupid is very close 😅 Sir.C.: *Nudges her, snickering* Yeah, I think she’s right! Stratos: guys are making me uncomfortable! 😓 Oona: hi stratos, who are you, your war companions?😉 Spheria: yes 🙄 Sir.C.: Stratos, why don't you introduce us to your "friend"? Stratos: Oona introduces you to Sir.c and Sergeant spheria Spheria: I'm glad I am the sergeant Sir.C.: Heh, me too. spheria: hey are you coming with us my sister sunny made a delicious apple pie Oona: of course i'm delighted Sir, C.: Perfect! Let’s go! Stratos: *He already know they will embarrassing him* * they went to the pac shelter where her sister was sunny, a yellow sphere of glasses and at the same time her baby named pac, they looked very adorable, since their baby was looking forward to the apple pie * Spheria: Hi sis, I brought some guests. Sunny: oh great the cake will be ready in a minute Stratos: Hey Sunny. *Pats the little one* And hi little Pac. baby pac: baba..babu! GRRRRR! * Begins to growl at Oona because she thinks she's betrayus * Oona: uh, ok the little one Stratos: Heh, I think he confuses you with someone else.....😅 Sunny: well it must have been for you, since the commander is a white sphere, pac thought that you must be the Oona: 😓😖 Stratos: yes what a coincidence of destiny Oona: its cutie your baby <3♡ Sunny: aaaww, thank you Baby pac: 😐😡 Zac: Heh, yeah, thank you. Stratos: Zac, you’re back. Zac: oh who is your girlfriend, and why does she look like your brother Stratos: not my girlfriend 😡 Zac: 😅😂 sorry Sir.C.: Yes, she is. Stratos: Noow! 😤😡 Oona: Jajajaja! XD Spheria: *Chuckles* I was forgetting how fun is teasing Stratos. Stratos: shut up 😣😖 Oona: and tell me you are the last of your kind? Sunny and zac: yeah 😧 Sir.C.: Unfortunately, we don’t know why, the others like them had began to disappear. Oona: once I had a yellow neighbor, he was very old, but he died of age * he said very sadly * Stratos: however it must have been one of those few yellows * he said clapping his hands * Zac: Well, at least we are here. And especially the little one is safe. *Pats Little Pac* Oona: aaaw is so cute Baby pac: grrrr 😡 Cyli: Did you really have to growl at the white spheres!? Pac:🤷‍♂️ PAC: Yeah, it’s pretty weird, Mr. Pres. Sir.C.: But also funny. *Snickers* Stratos: I think Oona was very rude. but that was already in the past, and now you are more tolerable especially with my son, Do you remember that time when you met him and thought that my brother revived PAC: Oh. Hehe, yeah...Poor kiddo, I scared him... Stratos: maybe ... but let's continue we keep talking often, even though we started distancing ourselves during the following missions, but still we met again. Oona: are you going to fight again Stratos: yea 😓😧 Oona: please, don't get hurt, especially don't let death take you.😟😢 Stratos: Don’t worry! I’m strong! UwU Oona: please be very brave, and heard rumors that this squad will be brutal! 😯 Stratos: I neglected and survived this before, just like Sir.c... that phrase was my big mistake Pac: Uh? Why? Stratos: That platoon, as the rumors said, would be so brutal that very few were likely to come out alive. and look at this please * he says showing a scar on his knee from a grenade attack * Pac and cyli: 😨😲 Continue...

I thank our friend Niko for helping me with this story.

#pmatga #pacman and the ghostly adventures #pac man and the ghostly adventures #Spheros #president spheros #fanfic

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nightklok · 4 years

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Nathan/Abigail if you wanna?

Ultimate Ship Meme [Open]

Oh of course!!! Thanks for asking!! :D

General:

How long will they last? - Probably an incredibly long time, by then they would have both been able to overcome everything and become incredibly close as a result. Nathan probably ended up maturing and genuinely wanted to be a good boyfriend w

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - I don’t think there’s really much room to put an opinion here as it’s pretty much confirmed Nathan fell for her at first sight while Abigail was more of a gradual thing.

How was their first kiss? - They had their first kiss at the dethsub, right? Was kinda hot. (pun intended)

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Nathan-though poor thing was so incredibly nervous he probably nearly lost the ring during the Light Parade in Disney World (Because he would, of course, propose in Disney World; he has class-)

Who is the best man/men? - Nathan would obviously choose Pickles as his best man, hands down.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Abigail would have probably picked any off-screen friends she had!

Who did the most planning? - They hired a wedding planner because who wants to stress about that?

Who stressed the most? - Nathan-because he genuinely wants everything to be perfect and is afraid that if the wedding fails than that means his love life is doomed

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Rockso (Magnus too if you go by the headcanon he lived)

Sex:

Who is on top? - Abigail-it’s a fem-dom/sub-male relationship you can’t tell me otherwise-

Who is the one to instigate things? - I think it kinda depends? Probably both would on their own separate times/occasions

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - I think it depends on what they plan on actually doing, whether it’s something entirely new or something that’s comfortable for both of them.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - definitely! Even if Nathan is the sub in the relationship, he just wants her to be happy so he does his best and Abigail wants the same for him too even if she does tease him more than what’s expected.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory. (It’s Nathan that takes up more of this-he’s just a big ol’ teddy bear-)

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - Probably 1-2

How many children will they adopt? - If they can’t conceive, probably 1-2

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Nathan; I can see him being more of a stay-at-home dad so he’d be unfortunately stuck with that (he probably asked to adopt an older kid just to avoid doing that all over again when they wanted more kids-)

Who is the stricter parent? - Abigail definitely is the stricter parent and runs a tight ship but she does at least plan at least once a week family outings which is mainly Disney World or a park which is a nice way for everyone to spend time together.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Abigail

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Nathan

Who is the more loved parent? - I’d say they’re both loved equally for different reasons-

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? They tried to go together, got banned before the first meeting even ended. Apparently, people don’t think having a battle of the bands via hovercrafts is ‘safe’. Lame.

Who cried the most at graduation? - Nathan

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Charles

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Nathan; he’s surprisingly a great cook since his mother taught him and he kind of just went from there!

Who is the pickiest in their food choice? - Nathan; there are some food textures/flavors that he just simply doesn’t want to eat at all.

Who does the grocery shopping? - Abigail

How often do they bake desserts? - They probably don’t have much time or desire to bake desserts, either ask Pickles to make them something or use a pre-made cake/ cake mix like heathens.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - I’d say they’d do both? Nathan probably is a bit harder to cook for considering how he doesn’t like certain textures for food, including how meat is prepared so probably anything with vegetables or soft textures is used more often to prepare quick meals.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Nathan

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Abigail; definitely more active so she’d be more into actually going outside whereas Nathan is totally fine with just staying inside and watching movies.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - Nathan-sometimes if he has a really good song idea, he’ll just write it down and then end up forgetting about what he was doing earlier-it happens

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Nathan (reluctantly)

Who is really against chores? - Nathan

Who cleans up after the pets? - Nathan

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Nathan

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Abigail

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Nathan

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Abigail

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Dog? I’m positive you mean pet alligator. And it’s Nathan definitely.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - They do it for only the major holidays like Christmas and Halloween. Halloween is completely decked out and they’re definitely known as that couple with a 100ft GhostBusters statue or something

What are their goals for the relationship? - They both just wanna make each other happy and honestly live their best lives. Nathan just wants Abigail to know she’s safe around him and that he’ll definitely put on his old battle gear and fight for her to the ends of the earth this time. Abigail wants Nathan to know she too would want to protect him and let him know that he’s definitely smarter than he thinks he is, and he’s doing so wonderful as a boyfriend/husband and doesn’t need to shower her with gifts because she already knows.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Surprisingly, Abigail. When she has her days off and doesn’t need to work, she’s definitely sleeping longer. Nathan lets her and prepares her a brunch in bed if so-

Who plays the most pranks? - They honestly don’t do it-it’s just not in their nature; they will fool around most definitely though Nathan’s version of fooling around are rather -brutal- (”Hey we’re stupid rich right?, Why don’t we just-buy the government? For fun?” “Nathan no-”)

#anonymous #Metalocalypse #Nathan Explosion #abigail remeltindtdrinc #Nategail #is that their ship name?#Thanks for asking!#Anonymous

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daisydukes68-blog · 5 years

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The Arcana main 6, really tired days. 😴😴😴

We all have those very tired days, and we do tend to act different towards our lovers (unlike me don't have one sksksk, just really cranky). But how would the main 6 act upon the apprentice???

Asra🔮🔮🔮-

Asra. A hard working dude. Most likely the reason they would be tired is because he had to go to a magical relm to find herbs that took days to find. He never realized it was night due to the fact it's always day in that realm.

Okay so, they seems sluggish. When they gets home, theyre so happy to see the apprentice, they hug them so tight.

However, you noticed after minutes they slowly starts to doze off. "Asra?" You ask.

They suddenly catches himself, rubs their eyes, "hahaha... sorry..." and offers to make tea to tell you about their trip

When yall both start drinking, Asra gets close to you, and slowly lays their head on your shoulder.

You don't mind of course and continues to drink some tea.

Then slowly, they hold your arm and snuggles they cheek on you.

You smile and let sleepy Asra lay on your lap and play with their fluffy hair.

He mumbles in his sleep your name softly. Rubs his soft hands around your legs.

Then after a while, you get up and lay him on the couch. Kiss him on his cheek, and lays a blanket on them.

"Sweet dreams Asra"~♡

Not long after, you head to sleep yourself. When morning comes, you find yourself in Asras arms. Tugging you softly and closer to them.

Nadia👑👑👑-

An elegant lady must always do her duties in the palace, even if she must lose hours of sleep. She does try whenever she can to relax with you. Have great times of excitement.

But today, she seems very worn out.

As you comeback too the palace, you find Nadia leaving the library. Before you say hi, you see her rubing the sides of her head from stress and headaches.

You find her also taking a long yawn of being drowsy.

She spots you, hides all that away and waves to you.

You walk to her and you rub her cheek softly. She relaxes and lays her fully cheek on your hand. Almost falling asleep.

"I belive i should go off to slumber due to my duties being accomplished. Won't you join me MC?"

Thus y'all both go to her bedroom. As your in the restroom washing your face from a long day of work, you come back to find Nadia already asleep.

She's not even under the covers, dress is still on including her make up. Her hair is still up as well.

You slightly giggle on how adorable she looks. You go to her and help her to her night gown. She doesn't mind due to the fact you have seen her naked multiple times hehe. Then you tuck her in slowly and rub her head.

Soon when you lay down next to her, she scoots very closer to you and with her graceful hand, she touches your bottom lip softly with her thumb.

She still is drowsy, but milligrams of energy is there. She uses it to softly kiss your lips, her hand on the side of your face, the other rubbing your chest.

Then she whispers, "thank you my dear mc," and slowly falls asleep holding your hand.

Julian🍺🍺🍺-

After all night research being done for plague diseases, Julian frequently yawns from exhaustion.

He doesn't stop until you and Mazelinka literally pull him from his studies. He's very very tired but he won't admit it. "Im fine, im fine! Honestly!!!"

But Mazelinka tells me to lay him down. And if he resists to sit on him or knock him out. Julian acts like he doesn't want to go but doesn't protest me from taking him.

When we go down to his bed, he is already very delirious. "Hehe, you're so cute mc," he'll mumble.

He just lays on the bed. "Julian, you can't sleep in your doctors uniform," you remind, "it will get all wrinkly."

He just looks at you.

"Then take it off for me," he smirks.

He is not serious.

Nope, he is.

You playfully roll your eyes and gets on the bed with him. You slowly unbutton his shirt, revealing his firm chest. You slowly kiss his collar bone and starts to bite down.

He blushes, "m-my dear..." is all he can spit out. You bite hard and leave a mark on him.

He bites his lip and is all flustered with desire as you remove more clothing and digs your nails on his shoulders. Until he yawns.

You giggle, and get under the covers with him. He blushes from embarrassment, "I, uh, I suppose i turned off the mood didn't I?"

Then he has his smirk on his face. "Ah well, i suppose we can continue tomorrow."

You smile and you cuddle him from behind. He kisses your hand, "have a lovely slumber mc~♡" and goes off to sleep. You smile, "goodnight Julian."

Muriel⛰⛰⛰-

Mr. Moutain man does a lot of hunting and protects the forrest. And ever since you started living with him, he doesn't sleep at night, worrying if your okay.

One day he is very very wearie and drained from exhaustion. You know he's being odd due to the fact he keeps bumping into things.

"I'm fine," he mumbles. Until he hits his head on a branch. You can't help but to giggle.

You notice the sun going down. "Muri, it's getting late," you inform. He only goes in the hut with you thinking you are tired. But really, you want him to rest instead.

he unpacks the food and feeds the chickens, he goes inside, with dark circles in his eyes.

He's surprised though, when he sees you helping him take off his cloak and boots. He blushes hard and stops you from stripping him down completely.

"W-What are y-you doing?!?!" He mumbles a lil high pitch. You can't help but to smile again. "I just want you to be comfortable. You're sleeping with me tonight."

He blushes super hard but tries to put on a grumpy face. "No im not," he softly says and tries to go anywear else to not face his flusterdness.

"But please Muri," you say softly, "i need someone to help me, i can't sleep fully at night."

Which isn't totally a lie. You sometimes can't sleep knowing he's out there working hard.

He turns to you, "...fine" he says. You smile big and hug him. You can feel his heart pounding and all he does is just pat your head.

When you both lay on the bed, you scoot up to where your slightly more up then him. You look down on him and slowly corress his hair out of his face.

"...what are you doing?" he asks, but doesn't stop you.

"Shhhh." You kiss his forehead softly. Muriel relaxes and feels protected by you. He slowly falls asleep.

Then out of nowhere you feel him grab you softly, and lays you on top of him. Your his lil blanket ~♡

Usually he's shy about this sort of stuff, but he's snoring softly. It seems he's more cuddly in his sleep.

You can't help but to kiss his lips softly. And lay your head on his pecks. Then soon, he's the one corressing your hair.

Y'all both have a wonderful full nights rest.

Portia😽😽😽-

Of course we all know Portia is the most energetic of all of the main 6. However she's been doing a lot of duties for the countess and has been awfully sleepy.

Nadia sees her passed out on the floor next to Mercedes and Melchior. She slowly wakes her up and insits she takes a day off.

In the garden, you use magic to help keep the plants healthy. When you see Portia coming, you smile and greet her. But you notice her hair is a lil frizzy and her eyes are heavy.

You ask if she's okay.

"Pfff, what me? Oh don't worry mc, im fine!"

"Just a long day of work i suppose..."

You realize she hadn't went back home last night. You just assumed she came home after you slept and left early this morning.

Portia rubs her eyes. "Mmm... don't worry mc." She smiles, "i have brought some bread for the both of us from the palace. Shall we eat?"

You both sit outdoors and enjoyed the comfort of the soft grass around y'all.

Y'all both hear something rattaling until you see Pepi pop out to greet Portia.

She giggles, "Ah Pepi!!! How's my sweet kitty doing?" Pepi meows and purrs on Portias lap. You can see the drowsyness in her eyes. Then she slowly lays down of the comfort of the grass.

You lay down with her, and she starts to cuddles you away tight. She gives you cute kisses on your cheek. She seems a lil hyper flirty.

"I love you mc" she says giggly. You smile big. "I love you more Portia."

Her eyes lit up and giggles. "Nuh-uh, i love you more!" Y'all both get playful and debate who loves each other more.

"Well... i love you... a trillion times... more..." she passes out. You smile, "you win."

Lucio🐐🐐🐐-

Lucio. Probably is most likely tired from being glamorous. No but seriously, one day he stayed up all night from sword practice with Morga.

When he comes back, he's exhausted. But when he sees you, he just has to show you all that he has learned!

He air attacks and defends while saying, "BACK YOU FOWL BEAST!" or "HAHA, I WON'T LET YOU LAY A HAND ON MC!" You clap and cheer along, "Go Lucio!!!"

Before he makes his "final" move he yawns loud as his eyes gets watery.

"Don't think this is over!" He says. He acts like he stabs the opponent but yawns once more.

You can't help but tease. "Tired already Lucio?" "What?! ME?! Tired?! Ha! Unlikely." But he continues to yawn once more. This time rubbing his eyes.

You get up to comfort him. And bring him to bed. He seems so sluggish despite the show of his.

As he sits on the bed, he pulls you towards him, laying you on his lap.

"Lucio!" You exclaimed, but he just lays his forehead on your chest. He's very drowsy. He smirks at you. "Couldn't help it, but i needed something to lay on."

He realises you. But holds onto your arm, bringing you onto his bed.

"Mc, my sweet lover, please, you seem so... so delicious." He brings you closer, snuggling his chin on your shoulder.

"You smell so so good..." he continues, sniffing your neck softly. Soon nibbling your ear lobe. You just stay there, breathing heavily.

Soon he lays down, you on his side, as he just cuddles you tight, slowly kissing your chin up to your cheek.

You softly kiss his forehead, until you hear him snore loud.

You just pause there for a moment...

....

Then cant help but to laugh.

You both fall asleep together.

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thealternateuniverse · 4 years

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Paradise City (Axl Rose) PART 2

WARNINGS: Sex, Drugs, and Rock n Roll (kidding) Language too.

"I told you ladies to expect visitors."

All of us groaned in frustration. "Yeah, and saw me naked."

I protested, cause Axl saw me like I'm waiting for him to fuck me, their encounter isn't horrible as mine.

All their heads turn to me.

"Okay girls, listen they won't be here for long I suggest you deal with them and talk to them about the ....well arrangement. They are harmless."

We all shook our heads.

"I can't believe this is happening."

I mumbled hopeless, there is no way I am dealing with Axl Rose.

"Beta I don't even know the guy." Katherine said shyly, I wonder who she end up with in her place.

"Seriously this is not funny and we are not some reality show women." It was Wesley who speak.

"Please bear them just for tonight. We'll talk about this tomorrow."

All of us sighed in exhasperation, what a great way to start the vacation.

The next morning is normal. When I got back last night Axl wasn't there anymore and one of my underwear is missing too ew that was nasty of him if he took it.

I don't know how the girls' night went. I haven't seen the Guns n Roses but I'm thankful we don't have to deal with them today.

Susan and I decided to have a dip in the beach and soak under the sun. Others have their own excuses, Aimee is on her period, Kath is taking a nap (she didn't get some sleep last night I guess?) and Wesley is doing her stuff.

"Are you kidding me?!" I groaned when I saw the five of them doing dumb things in the beach. I thought they were gone?

"Err- let's just not mind them." Susan said. We settle ourselves in one of the recliners and enjoyed the sun.

"How was your night?" I ask Susan. She seems okay unlike us. "It's fine, Duff was a gentleman. He slept on the couch then he's gone by morning."

So her villa is supposed to be Duff's?

"You know I really don't understand this ridicule, why are we even here?"

I just don't get it why are we in an island with Guns n Roses? It's like dealing with the wild, lucky Susan she don't have to deal with Duff.

"I guess we just have to go with the flow. They seem nice." Susan grinned. Wait....

"Oh you like Duff huh." I teased and Susan blushes. "No I'm not, I think he likes Katherine."

Who wouldn't like Katherine? She is sweet, soft spoken and beautiful.

"Well these men are ......wild." Of course I knew them and their reputation. I bumped into them many times, being a roadie has it's perks you know and I happen to use it for my adoration towards Sebastian Bach. God the guy is pretty and I think I'm in-love whenever I see him. We had interactions because he's friends with the Crüe and I think I'm a lucky bitch.

"I don't think so. They look like they can be tamed." Oh Susan if you only knew.

Slash and Steven saw me and they went to our direction. Well they are the only two who aren't assholes and Duff also. Izzy is civil and Axl is......Axl.

"Charlie... you're here." Steven acknowledges but his eyes are on Susan.

"And you have a friend." Same with Slash who has his eyes on Susan's......bust. I throw them my water bottle.

"Hey fuckers eyes up here."

Scratching their heads they turn their attention to me. Perverts.

"Okay Susan, this is Slash and this is Steven. Slash, Steven this is Susan." Susan extended her arm to shake hands with the two.

"Nice to meet you guys." Susan smiled at them, Steve blushes while Slash scratches his head.

"Do you have any idea why we're here? Are you with this too?" I ask the two of them. The two look at each other and Steven answered me.

"No, I wasn't expecting company either. "

I guess we are all in the same page.

"If I were you, I'll just enjoy. Exclusive vacation with 5 hot guys? Life is good." Slash proudly said and Susan and I laughs.

"Come on girls why don't you join us? Let's have some walk shall we?"

I got up from the recliner seat. Su and I are wearing a two piece string bikini and I covered it with some see through.

"Uhh I think I'm fine here. You go ahead guys."

Steven and Slash shrugs off. "Bummer."

We left Susan and we take a walk in the beach.

"I feel like anytime soon Vince will come and take our heads."

I took off my aviators and laugh at what Slash said.

"Let's not talk about that blonde bitch."

Doesn't mean there is a feud between Axl and Vince I won't be friends with other members. Motley Crüe is more handful than them and GnR are sober when they want to.

"Speaking of blonde..." Steven grins and the two of them looks at Susan's direction.

"Oh, not Susan. I think her and Duff is way better." Both of them frowned. It's true though that Susan and Duff will be a cute pair.

"Bummer Charlie. It's just a crush, I think you and Axl will be a good pair after that sex ta---" Steven didn't finish off his sentence when Slash elbowed him on the stomach.

"I'm sorry what?" Steven cleared his throat. "You and Axl will make a good pair too. Just don't kill each other."

They both laugh at me when I scowled. They keep on teasing me with Axl over the duration of our walk and I'm starting to get pissed off.

"Come on Charlie, Axl isn't that bad especially in bed. Do you know what you need?" I suppose to ask him what but Slash had me already on his shoulders carrying me like a sack and I started to scream.

"FUCK YOU SLASH! PUT ME DOWN!" Steven being a great help at all just stood there and laugh. I screamed even more when Slash started running and throw me to the water.

"FUCK YOU SLASH!"

I rose from the water, stupid move because a I was hit by a big wave making me stumble and fell to the water again. That didn't end there because my bikini top is gone.

Steve and Slash are still laughing at me. God I wanna drown them in the water right now and why did I wear string bikinis? The riskiest piece of clothing when you are in beach.

"Yow Charlie you okay?"

I wrap my arms around myself, I don't know how to rose from the water without any top. I won't walk around exposing my tits to these guys.

I blush at the thought.

"S-Slash....Can you help me?"

My body is still in the water and I'm starting to feel cold.

"Nope. You can't make us go in the water, I know you will drown me."

I want to kick him right now, he throws me in to the water, I lost my bikini top, now I don't know how can I get out of here with decency. Susan is nowhere in sight.

"Damn it. My bikini top is gone can you help me get out of the water atleast?" That made them shut up, Steven blushed and Slash's mouth formed into an 'o'.

"W-well I'll just get my shirt."

Slash ran to their cottage and took his shirt, he went into the water and hannded it to me.

When I was done wearing his shirt I pulled him and pushed him under water.

"You idiot that was White Fox!"

Slash gasp for air when he rose. I left him there fighting for his life.

"Sorry. I'll buy you hundreds of bikinis and lingerie Charlie! Just don't drown me again." He said without any remorse.

I flip him off and walk towards my place. I need to rinse cause the salt water feels sticky all over my body.

Axl Rose is being bitchy. I don't know what got into him but I guess its just his mood swings. He has anger management issues.

"What?" His deep voice filled the thick air. He caught me staring at him.

"Nothing." I avoided his gaze and laid down on bed.

"Can you fucking move over?"

Is he serious? He could've ask nicely.

"What the fuck is your problem Rose?" I move over just like what he asked. Axl lay down next to me his forearm covering his eye.

"Not your business." He answered.

Okay, maybe he and his girlfriend had a fight.

"Wharton."

"Hmm?"

He scooted closer which caught me off guard.

His hand landed on my waist and nuzzle his head on my neck.

"What are you doing Rose?"

I tried to remove his hand but he only tightened his grip.

"Sleep Charlie."

That was the first time he addresed me in my first name.

I woke up and Axl is gone beside me. It's 7 already and I'll be missing dinner.

When I got to the common room, everyone is there already, including the guys. It's weird to see them interacting when we want to get rid of them just yesterday. Wesley and Izzy are talking, Susan and Duff is at their own little world, Kathy and Steve are both laughing probably from Steven's corny jokes, and Aimee just sat there quietly watching them. Slash and Axl are talking and by the looks of it Slash is either high or drunk because he is leaning his head on the couch with his glasses on.

I sat down beside Slash and lean my head on his shoulder. I wanted to sleep more but I'm hungry.

By the looks of it, everyone already ate dinner because of the leftovers.

"Here." Axl gave me a plate with foods.

"You were asleep so I reserved some for you."

I smiled at him, not the sarcastic one but genuine and muttered thanks.

He nodded and I started to munch the food.

I noticed some bottles of Corona ans Jack, I guess they had been drinking.

After I finish eating my food, we went to the recreation room and everyone started to play billiards, more like Wesley, Aimee, Izzy, Steven and Kath.

"Not having fun Wharton?"

Slash sat beside me on the couch he already took off his glasses.

"I just wanted to sleep." I snuggled closer and lean my head on his shoulder.

He offered me his glass of Jack which I accepted.

"Bummer. You know Axl is sending me daggers."

I turned my head to Axl's direction and he is glaring at Slash.

"He thinks I'm trying to get in your pants." I nearly choke. Why is he bothered though?

"So? What is it to him?"

Slash scoffed. "Come on, that red head likes you. He just can't get closer to you because of Vince. You don't remember what happened in MTV awards don't you?"

I can't recall what happened during that time cause I was drunk all I know is that they caused riot in the event.

Then I remember Slash is high at the moment, maybe he is just blabbering rubbish.

"You're high aren't you?" I look directly into his eyes and his pupils are dilated. Gosh he and Steven had a line of cocaine.

"No I'm not." Slash threw his arms drunkenly around me.

"Yeah, only if they had some weed here."

Drugs aren't new to me, for Mötley Crue it's their candy and I've tried it only to end up in an overdose. I'm clean now though, weed works for me.

"I swear. Axl is going to kill me anytime."

Slash hid behind me from Axl's glare and I glared at him back but he only rolled his eyes. Asshat.

"I think I'll play with the girls so he won't be sending dagger looks to you."

Slash nodded and I went to the girls and participated at their game.

We played pool and the Jack is finally hitting our systems.

Steven is high and drunk, Kath is passed out beside him, Susan stood on the pool table, dancing while Duff is trying to get her down. Wesley and I are laughing with Izzy and Aimee is just silently listening to us. Axl is now beside Slash and the two seems drunk also.

We stopped when Axl and Slash started to brawl against each other.

"Fuck off Slash."

Axl already had Slash slammed on the wall. Slash who is high among the two only smirked which pissed the latter even more.

"Axl, back off." Duff tried to pull him away from Slash but Axl shrugs him off.

All of us are drunk and its not a good idea if drunken people fight.

"Why don't you tell her Ax?"

Axl's jaw clenched stopping himself from punching Slash.

"I told you Slash fuck off."

He answered through gritted teeth. Everyone seemed sobered up when they heard the two fighting.

"Told what Axl?" Izzy asks with confusion.

"Told Charlie about the sex----"

Slash didn't finish off his sentence because Axl's fist landed on his face.

"Oh my god!" The girls gasped.

Duff and Izzy pulled away Axl before he could throw a punch again.

"Axl!" I stood in front of Axl and stared directly into his green orbs.

"Tell me what Axl?"

Axl didn't seem to hear me and is trying to get off from Izzy and Duff's grasp.

"Get out of the fucking way Charlie."

I didn't listen to Axl, instead I moved closer to him my eyes never left his.

"Axl...." I cupped his face.

"Axl calm down....." I spoke in a soft tone hoping he will calm down.

"Look at me......" Axl listened to me and calms himself. He got off from Izzy and Duff and stormed out of the room.

I went to Slash to check if he's okay. "Are you okay Slash?" Wesley is attending him now with an ice pack. Where did she get that?

"You really need to talk to him Charlie." I nodded at him and followed Axl outside.

Axl is walking towards our villa and half run to keep up with him.

"Axl....."

He didn't turn around and fasten his pace.

"Axl, wait!"

"Fuck! Not now Charlie!" He yelled and I stop on my tracks.

"Really? Not now?! After you almost beat each Slash?"

Axl stopped on his tracks too and he turn around, eyes filled with anger.

"You don't know a thing."

"Then tell me what the fuck are you two fighting about?!" I'm getting impatient and done of Axl's attitude too. I don't know what is with him but everytime we see each other it's always bickering and insulting each other.

"Because of that fucking sex tape!"

And what's about the sex tape?

"And why am I involved?!"

We are yelling at each each other, our distance isn't that far but I'm getting fruatrated so he is.

"It's our fucking sex tape Charlie, it's out and everywhere. That's why Vince wanted to kill me even more."

This is the sickest joke I've heard. He is kidding right?!

"W-what the fuck? Are you high too like Slash?"

I wanted him to say yes but..

"Am not! Remember the MTV riot? It's because Vince found out we hooked up and he thought I am using you to get even with him. When in fact I was also drunk as you are that time."

I feel like I'm in some prank show but I'm not, I hope this is just me and the alcohol.

"And why is there a sex tape?"

If he is also drunk that time then how the hell it was recorded?

"I don't have any idea. It's out in the public that's why Vince sent you here."

I laugh. I don't know why did I laugh but fuck it my life rotated 360 just now.

"I'm sorry, Charlie I should've told y---" Axl attempted to move towards me but I stop him.

"Stop, don't be fucking anywhere near me."

I ran to the villa leaving Axl, tears streaming down my face.

I am mad at Axl right now but I'm even more mad at Vince. He did not let me decide and took control of my life. What is it to him if Axl and I hooked up? I wasn't even aware that we hooked up and now I am involve in a scandal. I can handle myself, I know Axl too because he is used to issues but what made Vince think to hide me here?

"Charlie.. open the door please." He knocks into my room. Technically his room but whatever. It's not even locked.

"I know you're mad but please let's talk...."

He's calmer now than he is 15 minutes ago, I can't help but roll my eyes.

I wipe my tears when he opened the door. I didn't spare him any glance when he entered the room, my back is facing him when he sat on the bed.

"I'm sorry. We're doing everything now to take it down."

He sighed.

I continue wiping my tears that won't stop.

"And I understand if you're mad. I'm really sorry Charlie."

Not to be sarcastic but wow. Axl Rose said sorry and shit is real because he is beside me.

I am not mad at him to Vince either even though I was earlier, it's just that I am upset because something is happening with my life, I know Vince is just trying to protect me but I can handle myself. This issue will die down sooner or later when another band got into a fight or something, it must be also tough for Axl because it involves Vince the two was never okay ever since.

I got up from bed and face him.

"The world probably saw my tits now, and my cellulites and my stretch marks. I think my mascara was even smudge during that time amd my lipstick is everywhere."

It's a silly remark but I don't want Axl to feel bad about himself more.

"I'm not mad at you. I'm just upset." I bit my lip and look away. God I hate crying.

Axl leaned forward and wipe my tears.

"Don't cry. I feel even more bad."

"How did Vince found out that...err-you know... 👉👌"

I felt blush crept into my cheek.

I wanted to remember how we fucked that night. Duh, Axl has a reputation for being good in bed.

"I don't know how we got there but he found us in Nikki's hotel room and that's when shit started."

I'm still puzzled why Vince sent me here when he knew that this is GnR's turf?

"Then why sent me here? I guess he is not dumb enough yet?"

I giggled thinking of Vince's stupidity.

"We saw the tape already before it went public. Someone mailed it to Nikki and Slash. Vince even stormed in our studio and threw some punch at me after. I didn't fought back and swore to him I don't know anything about it. He took the copy from me and burned it, we thought it stopped there but the next day it's on tabloids already."

I covered myself in embarassment. My cousin, Nikki, Tommy and Mick had watch us fucking. Even Slash and I don't know who else in GnR. I won't be able to look at them straight now.

"Did you---have you watch it too?"

And I am embarassing myself more by asking him.

"Yeah and it was-----" he gulped. Probably uncomfortable talking about it.

"I didn't knew you were.........insatiable."

I plopped down to bed and covered my face with a pillow.

It was obvious I took control that nght.

"Kill me now." I mumbled and Axl laughs. He didn't help at all.

"Sorry. I've put you to this. Your life is peaceful and now..."

"Come here."

I patted the space beside me and he obliged by lying beside.

"Shit happens and it will be gone soon." I said hoping it will assure him that it's not just his fault because we were both responsible for what happened.

"But still everyone saw you naked already. "

I slap his arm. "Don't remind me Rose."

"God how I wanted to kill everyone. Including Slash."

Again, why is he so hard with Slash?

Hmm?

"Why are you so mean to Slash? And speaking of... you punched him."

Being the sass he is, he rolled his eyes.

"He saw the video and you were having too much fun it bothers me."

I gasped. Axl Rose how is he bothered? Unless...

"Are you jealous?"

Axl leaned forward until our faces are only inch apart.

"What the fuck do you think?"

Oh my god.

"Hmm. Try harder Rose.."

"Sleep Wharton."

I couldn't help but smile. I like Axl, who wouldn't? even before if only he wasn't acting like an ass.

"Sleep baby. We'll have a date tomorrow."

He kisses my forehead. I snuggled to him and his hands landed on my waist.

"Nice try Rose."

One thing is for sure. I am loving the Paradise Island.

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Warnings: wrapped present girl, light bondage, nipple play, fellatio, condom sex, cowgirl, first time, caught together, thrown out, hot chocolate

NOTE: Another leap forward in time to the final chapter of this fic. And a few pages in, there’s a Ten Little Roosters reference for those of you who can spot it.

And that wraps up this holiday special (published at the completely wrong time of the year lmao). Thanks for coming along on this silly little ride, we hope you enjoyed it! We're going to be rolling out some new stuff soon, we promise!

-NBW

=Chapter 7

Unlike last year’s Spin The Blade debacle, Ruby had insisted that the team should have a quieter Dustmas Eve this year. One that involved cuddling up by a warm roasting fire, with a few snacks and quiet conversation. Ruby and Yang's father, Taiyang, had already headed up to bed, tired after a long day of working, and partially to allow the girls privacy.

But as the fire began to die down, there were two groups cuddling together. Ruby and Blake were under a blanket one side of the sofa, Weiss and Yang were at the other. But Weiss wasn't exactly happy with Yang's decision to snuggle her head against the top of hers.

"Do you mind, Xiao Long?" Weiss was grumbling as quietly as she could. Of course, Blake and Ruby could still easily hear her. "This is awkward, and I'm feeling rather warm."

"Oh come on, you really complaining?" she asked, wrapping her arms around the much smaller woman as she pulled her in even closer to snuggle. "Loosen up, Ice Queen."

The flailing of Weiss's small feet against the couch could be felt by all four of them. "I will not loosen up! How dare you simply assume I want to cuddle!"

"Soooo you want to sit on your own?" she demanded, opening her arms completely in a test to see if she would leave after all.

"It's like watching an old married couple," Blake whispered into Ruby's ear, pulling her in closer while they were distracted.

"Yeah," Ruby snickered. "Weiss is such a grumpy old lady in disguise."

"You jerk," Weiss grumbled as she settled against Yang again. "Just because I don't mind sitting next to you is no excuse for you to take all these liberties."

Soon enough, Yang just cuddled into Weiss once again, whispering into her ear, "You didn't mind it last Dustmas before we went to sleep…" Of course, it wasn't a volume which either of the two would hear, but it was enough to make the girl beneath her blush to the high heavens. But she wasn't distracted from the other two for too long. "And look at you two, all cozy over there."

"Hm?" Ruby said innocently. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Weiss raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about, Yang? Aren't they always cuddly like that? It's because Ruby's such a cuddler; she even tries to rope me into it on occasion."

"Yeah, but those two seem extra cuddly. Like, couple -cuddly."

"Your point?" Blake asked, tilting her head.

"Rubes and Blakey sittin’ in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

The sing-song teasing made Blake blush heavily, even enough to back away from Ruby very slightly. Yang may have been joking, but there was no way she wanted to risk being found out.

"Yang, don't be a jerk!" Ruby snapped with a slight pout. "It's cold in here and Blake's warm, okay?" Already she looked sad to be robbed of her teammate's closeness.

"So go sit in front of the fire," Weiss said offhandedly. "No big deal."

"What if I don't want to sit by the fire?!"

"Weeeeiiiiss, she wants to sit with her girlfriend , can't you tell?"

"She's not my girlfriend!" Blake shouted in response, once again blushing madly. It was true they weren't officially an item, but with the amount the two cuddled together and how much they had done, it was fairly obvious. But if Yang knew for sure that they were fooling around, she may as well write out her will there and then.

"Wow, thanks for sounding so grossed out by the idea," Ruby muttered glumly.

"W-What? I didn't- that’s not what I… can I actually win here?"

"Nope,” Yang snorted. “Welcome to dating, pussycat!"

With a reluctant sigh, her head just rested on top of Ruby's head, blowing a few stray strands away. "I didn't say we were dating!" Ruby snapped at her sister.

"OooOOOOooohh, someone is touchy!" Yang continued to tease, leaning back against the sofa as she gazed over at the clock. It was close to midnight. "Anyway, it's pretty much time for bed. Will you two lovebirds be both sleeping down here again, or should I set up the spare room?"

But Blake just looked back down to Ruby again. If she requested to sleep in the same room as her now, it would be too suspicious. And there wasn't any way she wanted to share a room with Weiss. "I'll take the sofa. That way we all get some privacy."

"No, I'll take the sofa," Ruby insisted. "You can sleep with Weiss, and Yang can sleep by HERSELF!"

"What? But I…" Then the heiress's cheeks pinkened slightly. "I mean, yes, of course! Wh-what possible reason would I have for finding fault with that arrangement? It's not as if I'd want to sleep with Yang, or anything!"

"Oh, thanks." Yang teased, finally shuffling around so she could stand up again, stretching her arms over her head as she yawned loudly. "Well, looks like you got a room, Blake; I'm sure Ruby won't mind you taking her bed."

"Yep!" Ruby said brightly. "That's- hey, wait, what's that supposed to mean?!"

"Don't worry," Weiss breathed as quietly as she could to Yang. "As soon as Blake's asleep I can slip away." The blonde left a quick wink at her friend, before she headed upstairs with the other two.

Of course, Blake looked back toward Ruby before she followed them upstairs. All she wished was that she could slip away easily to stay down with her, much like the previous Dustmas. But it seemed that was more difficult this year.

"Don't look so down," Ruby hissed as she approached the staircase. "We'll have the morning, too, right?"

"Yeah. Till the morning." She gave one last smile, before turning to head upstairs.

----------------------------------------------------

Just as they had arranged, Yang had her room, Weiss took the spare, and Blake had taken Ruby's room. Which was unfortunately Zwei's room of choice to sleep in also. She had gotten used to the little mutt by now, but when a dog was snoring most of the night it was difficult to relax. Every now and again, she found herself looking back to her scroll to check what time it was, since she couldn’t sleep. That was until around 1:30, when she received something more than the time.

RUBY: It's technically Dustmas morning now so come down and unwrap your present < 3

At that, Blake perked back up again. Unwrap a present this early? Or did Ruby mean other things? The two had become more and more adventurous in their escapades in the months after the gym incident. There was Blake's birthday, when Ruby insisted she was a flavour of ice cream for her to savour, and following that plenty of other moments when they had been alone and took full advantage. Maybe she could expect more of the same.

One way to find out. Tying her robe around herself, she slipped by Weiss's room and crept downstairs. And when she finally saw her present laying under the bush, she stopped in her tracks.

There, splayed reclining beneath the Dustmas Bush, lit by the flickering fireplace, was Ruby – and she was dressed in a way Blake had never seen. Almost entirely nude, other than numerous red and green ribbons encompassing her nubile flesh. How she had tied her own arms behind her back was a complete mystery. Three large bows covered three very specific areas. Her face was flushed with both effort and anticipation as she watched Blake descend.

"Oh… my… Dust ." Her face immediately matched the same red as on the ribbons covering her body, whilst her breath hitched in surprise. Part of her wanted to take a photo, to save this memory forever. But that would be crude. Not wanting to keep her friend waiting, she crouched down by her side, speechless as she looked down her figure.

"M-merry Dustmas, Blake," she breathed, voice literally quavering as she squirmed ever so slightly. "Um… I hope you l-like what I got you."

"You look… I-I have no words." All she could do was keep drinking in the image. All of the ribbons were tied wonderfully, let alone the bows hiding various parts of her. "Do I have to unwrap it? Part of me wants to keep you like this."

"You can do whatever you want; it's your present." Her silver eyes flicked down to the way the hand in which Blake was holding her scroll kept twitching. "Even t-take a picture? Of course, I don't know why you'd want one of me anyway, but I mean it – anything you want, go for it."

"First thing’s first…" She leant forward toward Ruby's face, capturing her lips with her own, kneading at them and seeking out her tongue with her own rather quickly. Her hands couldn't resist, running up and over the smooth curves of her body, resting on her behind to squeeze the cheek she found there.

Ruby gasped quietly against Blake's lips when she felt the squeeze but put up no fight, suckling the bottom lip to show her clear encouragement. With her arms behind her, there was little else she could do except open herself up as much as possible to her lover's advances. It had been a huge change for Ruby the past few months. She had grown a lot more confident in the bedroom, allowing Blake's advances in many different ways. Touching, licking, even both at the same time on one occasion.

There was only one thing that they hadn't done yet.

"Ruby…" Blake finally parted their lips, looking back into the soft silver eyes below her. "I-I know you and I have been doing this kind of thing a while… so I was wondering, if you think we're both ready to… take things further. If you say ‘no’, I will completely understand; it’s just a thought."

If Blake had been expecting more resistance or shying away, she was stunned when Ruby simply nodded and smiled. "Didn't I say you can have whatever you want? You have two sets of ears, right? Or are they all plugged up with wax?"

The ears in question twitched repeatedly to show they were working perfectly, and it even coaxed a giggle out of their owner. But she had to be sure. "Y-you definitely know what I mean, right? Before do this?"

"I do." Gulping, she shifted back and forth on the floor before saying, "I'd show you with my fingers if I wasn't kinda tied up right now. But… yeah, Blake. I think we're ready."

"Alright. But first…" The hands moved to the small bows she had placed on on her breasts, pushing them away so she could place her lips there instead. "I'm gonna play with my gift."

"Mmhhh," Ruby sighed happily. Initially, she had been unable to weather the feeling of Blake teasing those parts of her anatomy, but now she welcomed the lesser stimulation, relished each feeling. She regretted the absence of the bows, for she felt they made her modest assets look much larger than they truly were. No matter.

Blake on the other hand adored them. They were just big enough for her to get her hand around and squeeze gently. Which she did so with one of her hands. The other breast gained her mouth’s attention, lips continuously kissing at the soft peak while her tongue made slow circles around it.

Now that the teasing was increasing, Ruby's wriggling became slightly more pronounced. Cheeks rosy and stomach fluttering, she tried not to think about how her nipples were hardening at Blake's attentions, about how little she was wearing. If she thought about it too much, she would get hopelessly aroused. Perhaps that had been the point of presenting herself this way, but there was no sense hurrying to the finish line.

Teasing further, Blake’s teeth flared out to gently nip at the delicate peak below her mouth as her tongue continuously lapped at her, and a hand wandered down to the many ribbons around her, moving them aside to unwrap her gift. Of course, the side effect of all this was herself getting more and more aroused by her side. And her length was already very nearly as hard as it ever had been.

The wandering hands were also spurring on Ruby's heat, but she was determined to be the gift she had told herself she was tonight. To stay still and allow Blake to do whatever she wanted, not to do things in return, not to make demands or force her own agenda. This was all for her lover.

Drawing her lips away from the soft peak, the Faunus glanced up at her again. As much as having her bound was wonderful for her to see, she wanted nothing more but to embrace her for what she planned to do next. And she was sure that was what Ruby would want as well.

"Ruby…" She sighed, reaching behind her back to get to the ribbons keeping her hands together. With a quick pull, it soon released her from her bonds, so she could hold her closely. "I know you said for me to do anything I wanted, but I want to be absolutely sure this is what you want as well. Do you want to be with me tonight? Completely?"

"Of course." There wasn't the barest moment of hesitation, no flicker of uncertainty. Ever since Ruby had the idea a couple of weeks previously, she had been contemplating it daily, However, she didn't think Blake needed to hear about all of her internal strife. "It's what I've been wanting for a while now. I just… wasn't ready for it. Does that make sense?"

"It does. And if you're ready, then I am." There was another smile full of affection, and then, realising something they had been missing in all previous ventures, she looked down to her length. "Well… I'm almost ready."

Tracing her hands up and over the nightgown covering Blake's back, she whispered, "Almost? Anything I can do to help? Hands, mouth… thighs? Feet? Elbows?"

"Elbows?! No, not any of that." Putting her hand into her pocket, she then pulled out a small square packet, containing what looked like some form of ring. "Surely your father or your sister has covered safe sex and all that?"

"Y-yeah," Ruby whispered with a slight blush. "Dad tried, but um, he just ended up talking about schneeball and butterflies, and I didn't understand any of it until Yang straightened me out later." Her eyes flicked between the packet and Blake's face. "Sh-should I put it on you?"

"I-If you want to. I can do it myself if you'd prefer." This really was Blake's first time; things had never developed further with Adam, and she had been too burned to date again after that. What did people usually do and say in this situation? Was the condom something the 'man' should do themselves, or another thing they could both enjoy? If anything it was more strange that she required one.

Perhaps Ruby wasn't always the most observant person, but this time she could definitely perceive her girlfriend’s old shame about her atypical sex. Shifting around, she whispered, "Let me up and I'll get it, okay? I tried it one time before."

"Tried one ti- huh?!" Though she still obeyed, rolling aside to allow Ruby to get back up again. “With who?”

"On a banana," Ruby laughed as she carefully swung her legs to the side, trying not to tear the ribbons still binding them together. "Yang told me about them, so when I found one a couple months later in her room, I tried it on a banana – just to see if I could figure out how to put it on. Wasn't so hard." Then she held out a hand for the condom as she crouched over Blake's lap, one hand lightly falling atop the bulge behind her pyjamas.

"Oh, right. Why am I not surprised Yang leaves those lying around?" Truth be told, that was in fact who she managed to sneak one from, after an event of trying to find something in Yang's drawers and coming across her stash of them. But Ruby coming across it out in the open was another level of negligence. Still, that wasn’t important right now. Blake opened her gown enough to expose her underwear, and then went to lower them enough to allow Ruby access.

"Not like that tonight." Kissing the outside of the underwear and allowing her lips to press against what lay beneath, Ruby hooked her fingers over the waistband and began to draw them down. "Is it weird that I want you totally naked? Am I weird?"

"No! Not at all… actually, it’s kind of n- kind of nice." As Ruby worked away below, she undid the small ribbon on her dressing gown, letting it fall from her shoulders and down her back. But as Ruby was pulling at her underwear away, she wiggled her backside to try and shake them down further. "Your wish is my command."

After slipping them past Blake's ankles, Ruby slowly inched her way forward again until she was crouching over the throbbing sex, now exposed to the air. The light scent of arousal came from its tip as she bent to inspect it, hand caressing, a quiet humming from deep in her throat as she looked it over.

"My favourite banana," she commented. There was an embarrassed groan from her girlfriend as she quickly covered her now crimson face. She couldn't deny that Ruby's touch was her favourite thing to feel upon it. But how much better would that feel when their bodies were joining?

Soft lips wrapped around the end as Ruby again drew it into her mouth, already bobbing her head slightly. As she did so, she felt it grow in length and hardness, coming that last little bit to full arousal.

"Oohh…" Leaning her head back in pleasure, she let out a small content moan. Her free hand soon slid into Ruby's hair, lightly scratching over her scalp.

After a few experimental movements, the hand fell away and Ruby was fully enveloping Blake with her mouth and throat, leaving both hands free to paw at and stimulate her inner thighs, soft balls, hindcheeks. The moans coming from her partner made her moan against the thick flesh inside of her head in answer.

"Ah! Ah! R-Ruby!" It seemed to be something Ruby really enjoyed doing! Quite often the method of bringing her to climax consisted of the younger girl almost swallowing her sex. And the more they had continued to practice, the better she had become. But there was a downside to her heightened skills. "Y-You're gonna- ah! - gonna finish me before we s-start!"

"Sorry!" Ruby said as she jerked the slick member from inside of her throat. "What can I say? I like the taste!" Her head ducked slightly in shame, hoping Blake wasn't too mad. Her eagerness to please had nearly made the entire point of her gift irrelevant!

"Y-You… you're too good at that." She sighed, reaching forward to hug her friend closely, feeling her throbbing need grind against soft skin. It took her a short moment to catch her breath again, in which time she reached down to the hand which Ruby was holding the condom. "Shall we?"

Nodding, Ruby kissed Blake gently on the cheek before she returned to the lap and took just the very tip of Blake’s cock between her lips as she slit open the packet, teasing the miniscule opening with the tip of her tongue. It seemed that even doing her best to abstain, she wasn't above cheating ever so slightly.

Not wishing to argue with her, Blake let out a higher-pitched whine from the too-sensitive teasing of that opening. Of course, warm lips were soon replaced with colder latex when she placed the item around her, pulling it downward to coat the entirety of her length. The sensation was different than what she had expected, but not enough to put her off. There were other things at hand to keep her ready.

Which soon she would be ready to experience for herself as she leant back fully, allowing her lover to mount her. It only felt fair for her to go at her own pace, to allow her full control, since Ruby was the younger and least experienced by a hair.

Ruby had just been drawing one of the fragile spheres into her mouth when she felt Blake leaning back. Letting it fall, she leaned up and shot her a questioning look.

"Aren't you… I mean, wasn't I gonna be the one on the bottom?"

"I wondered if you wanted to go at your pace, so you're comfortable." That was partially true. The other fact was that Blake was incredibly shy about initiating. As her hands finally fell to her legs to undo the ribbons, she looked back up to her. "I just want you to be happy, love."

"Of course I'm happy." Trailing her fingers through Blake's hair, she then eased her newly-freed legs apart while pushing her backward. "And… this is kinda sexy, you wanting me on top. I'm so much tinier than you. Are you sure?"

"Positive. You think it's sexy?" she asked, gazing up at the woman above her. From this angle, she had a marvellous view of her lover's gloriously full figure. Not only that, but it was one of her favourite things, to be topped – treated like the “lady”. It was the main reason Ruby most often was the one satisfying her, rather than the other way around. "Cause I really like it when you make me yours."

Instantly, Ruby was a blushing, tearful mess. Blake said things like that to her all the time lately, it was true, but they always flustered her even at the best of times. "Wh-why do you do that? How? "

However, the younger woman refused to let it deter the proceedings. Gazing along the smooth, milky flesh below her, the twin mountains and the thick girth she would soon straddle, she edged her ribbon-draped hips forward until her own heat was pressing against the thickness, eyes falling closed. Never had they come into contact with each other before in this way. Would she be able to handle all of it?

Blake's own eyes also fell closed. Unable to help herself, she pushed her hips upward, grinding the large length against the warm soft lips between Ruby's legs. It was indescribable to her how inviting it was. How much she craved to just force her way upward and into the soft body of her close friend.

But Ruby was in control, and the wait was making the actions feel even better.

"S-so warm."

Of course, Ruby did feel a slight amount of anxiety at the idea of what was about to happen. However, that was entirely to do with the act itself, not the person with whom she would be exploring. Making love. She knew she could trust Blake completely and that made the fear almost insignificant.

"It's about to get warmer," she told Blake softly. The words came out more as a hesitant whisper than the throaty, sultry promise she had intended, but she meant it all the same.

"Ruby…" A hand went up to the base of Ruby’s spine, holding her gently in place as she continued to grind her sex against the wet folds, the other journeying down to grasp her length again, ready to angle it inside of her. Then she sighed and looked up to meet her silvery eyes.

"I want you."

A bleary red smile was there waiting for her. "I w-want you, too, Blake. Take me."

And with that request, Ruby shifted forward just enough that her opening was pressing against the end of the firm arousal, her entire body trembling and rippling with gooseflesh in anticipation. Blake’s hands gradually brought her lover' hips closer, pushing her own arousal inside that of her lover’s. Instantly she was met with wet, tight heat enclosing around the head, a far different feeling then her mouth, despite it being a similar temperature in there. She was yet to witness Ruby’s reaction, so she tore her eyes away from the sight of their bodies uniting.

At first, Ruby's face was merely pained, eyes clenched shut, braced for any and all discomfort. Then, as she began to relax against the new presence inside of her, eyes and mouth flew open in surprise as she shivered from head to toe, speechless.

Blake was inside of her. A full year of teasing each other, of fooling around in stolen moments… they had come to this, and now she was both relieved that the waiting was over, and also excited for the next few moments to come.

"B-Blake!" she breathed, feeling one hand down along her stomach. "Y-you're…. it's filling me up!"

Her partner’s expression was almost that of a daze; eyes half-closed, mouth hanging open as the inviting opening took her further inside the body of her friend. "Yes," she sighed out, mouth hanging slightly open as she approached the point of no return. The process was slow, just to get her used to it, but there was only so much the Belladonna could do to avoid hurting her fragile lover above. Some pain was inevitable when she finally got there.

"NNNHHH!"

That was it. Ruby's body swayed atop Blake for a moment as she overcame the troublesome moment, heart pounding in her throat. But that was that; she truly had become a woman, and now no one could say otherwise.

"Ruby!" Before continuing any further, she placed one of her free hands on her arm, holding it tightly a moment to get her attention. "A-are you okay? Did I… I didn't hurt you did I?"

"N-not very much," Ruby panted. "It was… I'm fine." Blinking away the tears that were rolling down her cheeks, she beamed down at her partner. "You feel so good…"

"I do? You feel amazing!" She couldn't help but push herself upward even more with those words, trying to contain her excitement so as not to push too quickly or too hard. It was still the first time after all.

"Ah!" Ruby gasped as she felt the girth slipping even deeper inside of her. She found herself amazed that her body could accommodate the entire thing, but then again she truly felt they had been made for each other.

"Oh… Oh Ruby…" She moaned out once more, finding it impossible to say anything else now. Her hips met her lover's above; the entirety of her was inside Ruby! She didn't think it possible, not with how much smaller the girl was than herself, and yet she seemed to have taken it without any harm. If not for the moment of pain, she might have wondered if she practiced this with bananas, too.

"B-Blake!" Ruby began to chant every few seconds as her hips slapped downward against another set, thick skin forcing its way up and into her over and over again as she provided the energy, raising herself up and lowering again. It was so big! This felt good in a way completely different from the teasing tongues and fingertips that had found their way to the outside on previous occasions. This felt insane, satisfying.

This felt perfect.

Another moan fell from Blake’s lips as she grasped at her lover's behind for dear life. This time, she had to push up and into her with more force, meeting Ruby's hips each time they slapped down against hers. Tight, warm, wet. Even behind the initial coldness of the condom when she first put it on, the blazing body made up for it entirely.

"Th-this… hmah!" Ruby couldn't speak. She couldn't let her lover know that she was not only close, but that she was close to an entirely different kind of climax than she had known before. Both of her hands slid forward, one bracing against the ground and the other against Blake's shoulder as she began to force her hips down at a higher rate of speed. Something was about to be spectacular .

"Ah! Yes!!" Shit . Thanks to the previous attentions of the girl’s lips and tongue, she was already getting close, as well. When her lover had slammed her against the ground with even more pressure, she felt an even greater need to try and push up faster. To impress her even further as she was dominated. Of course, she was going as hard as she could already, but could feel the pleasure building beneath her stomach. "R-Ruby, I'm gonna- i-it’s gonna happen! In you!"

"Yes!" Ruby panted heavily, sweat rolling down her back and underneath the ribbons still hanging there, heart pounding in her chest. "M-me, too! It's gonna happen for me, too, Blake! D-do it! I… I want you to come in me!"

With that command, she shifted so that her hips would crash down against Blake harder than ever before, feeling her core heating up exponentially, tightening around her lover's rock-hard arousal until it felt like they were merging as one, friction making it impossible to distinguish herself from the other.

"Yeah! Yyyyeah – RUBY! NNNHH!" Having to bite her lip to keep herself from awakening the other girls upstairs, her grip tightened on the girl above her as she felt her own legs starting to tremble. Until finally, her sex began to throb, sending shot after shot of seed into the girl above her. Without that layer of protection, she would have been thoroughly painted on the inside.

The feeling of Blake loosing her seed was enough to send Ruby over the edge, and she let it happen, throwing her head back and growling through her teeth – as it was the only way she could keep herself from screaming. The climax had her entire body shaking as she felt something unlike anything she had ever experienced.

This was it: this was sex . Blake would forever be the one who kept her virginity, and she would keep Blake's. It was a sacred bond.

After a few minutes of panting, Ruby finally collapsed against Blake's chest and whispered, "S-so… was it… did you like it?"

Blake wrapped her arms around the woman above, cuddling against her closely to hide her blush. "Yes, of course," she confessed, kissing at the soft skin of her neck she had cuddled against. "I-I loved it. You were amazing."

"Really? I mean, there's supposed to be stuff you can do to make it better, like um… positions or techniques or whatever, but I don't know anything about those, a-and I was just so nervous about tonight that I didn't have the brainpower left to ask Yang or anybody about that kind of thing, s-so I wasn't sure if y-"

Her rambling was cut off by lips reaching up and pressing against her own, kneading against them softly and slowly in a deep, meaningful kiss. Blake had no energy to go for fast or intimate, so she strove to pour her heart and soul into their delicate embrace.

When Ruby pulled back several minutes later, she was sobbing with heavy tears rolling down her cheeks, face redder than a beetroot and trembling all over.

"Ruby?" Blake could only whisper, reaching a hand up to caress the cheek of her partner. One thumb brushed away a tear falling there. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"

"Yes?" she blubbered unconvincingly. "Just… it's a lot for some reason and I'm really happy, but… Blake, I don't know why I'm crying, what's wrong with me?"

"Hey, hey." The Faunus wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, bringing her closer into her to cuddle her closely. In comparison to Blake, Ruby was rather tiny, which made Blake often the one to cover her when they cuddled. But in a way, it was something Blake rather liked: to be her protector throughout everything. Be it Grimm attacks, sexual activities, or setting her own arm on fire thanks to a finicky stove.

"There's nothing wrong with you, Ruby. I'm sure if our positions were reversed, I'd be the same as well. And if I was a normal girl, we’d both be blubbery messes together."

Ruby's muffled voice replied, "Hey, you are normal. And at least you can handle yours and don't break down crying because you're the happiest you've ever been! This m-makes no sense! I just… I just love you so much, Blake!"

"Yeah, well it’s not all it’s cracked up to- wait. You… love me?" The words echoed through her mind. Even though she didn’t need to explore her feelings to know she loved Ruby just as much, she never truly believed anyone would feel for her in that way. Not in her life.

So she needed it confirmed. Looking into her lover's silver eyes once more, she asked again, "You really love me?"

Sniffling, Ruby nodded emphatically. The only sound that would come from her throat in that moment was an ugly, high-pitched whine. There were many more questions Blake felt she needed to ask. Why? How? When? All of which related to her paranoia about her own personality and body, instilled in her by an unkind man with a heart of coal. But Ruby had poured her soul out to her, despite all those issues. Time and time again, Ruby had shown she loved her, and with no guarantee of anything in return. Her feelings would have been rude to question any further.

But her own had to be shown. It was kept secret for too long.

"I love you, too, Ruby Rose."

"R-really?" Petting her hand along Blake's cat ears, she then grinned blearily and kissed the tip of her nose. "Th-thank you, I… gosh, I love you so much, a-and I'm so glad we're friends, Blake!"

"Yeah. Me, too. Actually… did you- okay this is going to sound stupid, especially after how close we've been this past year. But did you want to be more than friends? Officially?" Despite her denial of their relationship when Weiss and Yang were present, it only made sense. They already enjoyed being with each other more than with anyone else, and now had done the thing most couples do with one another; forged a sacred bond for life. It would be the logical option.

"Well, obviously we are, just… isn't friends the most important thing you can be with a person?"

"I meant girlfriend… If you wanted to be?"

Ruby tilted her head to one side. "I'm a girl and you're a girl, and we're friends, and we're girlfriends. Seems pretty simple to me."

"Okay, okay,” she laughed, pulling her in even closer for a moment. “So you wouldn't mind me calling you my little flower?"

"Flower? Me?! I'm not that flower-like, I don't think… why would you call me that?"

"Ruby Rose?" Though she had a point. Personality wise, Ruby was nothing like a flower. She was determined, jolly, energetic. The complete opposite. If anything, she more resembled Zwei in her personality.

"Oh." Blushing just a little more than she already was, Miss Rose whispered, "And, um… you can be my big flower, right, Belladonna?"

"Maybe. Or…" She quickly leant down to nip at her neck repeatedly, bringing her head up only once to say, "Your lioness. Always protecting you." And then she was back to nipping her neck again. Ruby let out a breathy laugh as her lover teased her neck with her teeth, grinning into her black mane.

"Mmhh… I don't know if I could handle a second time right now…"

"Uuuuuhhh…." She stopped a moment to look back down to her own sex. Which was completely asleep thanks to their earlier activities – and still wearing the condom at that. "Yeah, I think we'll just leave it at the once for tonight. I don't think I'd survive a round two, either."

"You'd survive, you're tough. But yeah, no point in pushing it." Kissing Blake's cheek gently, she whispered into one of her pink human ears, "Should we go get cleaned up a little before we go to sleep?"

"Good idea. Surviving round two is one thing, but I know I wouldn't survive whatever Yang would do if she found me like this with you. Or smelled the evidence in the morning." As much as she was joking, it was a fear of hers. Yang was her good friend; best friend even. The last thing she wanted to do was sneak behind her back, but it was the safest option.

“Yeah, you’re right. Really gonna make midnight showers a regular Dustmas tradition!”

“Hm? What do you mean?”

The grinning girl shrugged and rolled her eyes. “Nevermind. Just something I might wanna try next Dustmas… we’ll see.”

Shifting a moment to allow Ruby to get back up, she leant back upright to get the ribbons off her, and then reached for her clothes to fetch her underwear. It was a rather quick trip to the bathroom, relatively speaking. It was clear that Ruby felt the temptation to do things to Blake's glistening member when they tossed the used condom into the toilet, but she restrained herself and simply helped rinse it off in the shower. They didn’t dawdle overly, however, and were quickly back in the living room with Ruby perched on top of Blake again as they lay on the couch.

"I wasn't the only one giving presents today," Ruby breathed affectionately.

"I gave you wood for Dustmas?" she chuckled, tossing the thick wool throw over the top of them both, she nuzzled into the sofa to find the best position possible to sleep in, cuddling into the woman laying on top of her. Ruby had convinced her that she would be up far before Yang was. There was no way to convince her to get fully dressed and go upstairs just yet, no matter how often she tried to warn her this was not the wisest idea.

Not that she really minded. She couldn’t be upset with Ruby by her side.

"Are you really uncomfortable with me in my undies?" she whispered as they settled against each other. "I mean, I'd rather be like this, but if it makes you feel funny…"

"I would love to be in my undies with you. It's just…" Looking back up toward the stairs again, her ears tilted downward with worry. "You're sure you'll be up before Yang?"

"Definitely," she giggled. "You know she snores until noon if she can help it." Then Ruby kissed against Blake's neck as she began to drift off. "Thanks for making this the best Dustmas ever."

A small kiss landed on the top of Ruby's head as she nuzzled down into the soft sofa with her, beginning to close her eyes as she too drifted away.

"Thanks for making this the best year ever, Ruby."

----------------------------------------------------

"Oh for pity’s sake, Weiss," Yang muttered as she tried the door to the upstairs bathroom. As much as she wanted to have slept till noon, nature was calling her name. And thanks to a certain heiress's morning beauty regime, the upstairs bathroom was unavailable. There was only the downstairs half-bath.

Rushing down in only her bra and pyjama bottoms, she dashed across the living room and toward the other bathroom, not taking a moment to spare a glance to her sister before she went to relieve herself. That was so much better! Humming happily, she washed up and then left to head back upstairs and nap just a little bit longer.

However, the sight that greeted her when she made her way back toward her room was enough to stop her in her tracks.

In the middle of the night, the cover had fallen off the sofa, exposing the two girls together. Both of their legs were tangled in each others, and Ruby was in nothing but her underwear. At first, she didn’t know quite what to make of it – until the two shifted slightly, and Blake kissed Ruby's cheek.

"Morning, Big Flower," Ruby whispered to Blake with a telling smile. "Man, why is it so cold in here? Did the fire go out?"

The blonde's hands clenched into fists at the clearly intimate words. Already she could feel her blood beginning to boil as she stared at them both, vision going slightly red.

"Ruby," she snarled through gritted teeth – earning both of their attention. "Get, dressed, now."

"Huh?" Ruby attempted to turn enough to look at her sister, but she overcompensated and wound up falling off the couch and onto the floor, landing with an undignified thump. "OW!"

“Yang,” was all Blake managed to breathe, eyes wide as dinner plates now that they were open.

"Okay. That works." Once her little sister was out of the way, Yang leant over the sofa to grasp the cloth of her teammate's gown close to her neck. Which snapped her out of it completely.

"Y-Yang?!" But before she could react properly, she was being lifted up and off the sofa, reduced to a flailing mess as she tried to grasp her hands. "Yang, wait, please let me explain!"

"Not girlfriends, you said? So you're just screwing. Good to know." With the woman in her grasp, she was already headed for the front door with her.

"Yang?" Ruby breathed, scrambling to her feet. "W-wait, don't do-"

But Yang had already kicked the front door open. "Just taking out the TRASH!"

And with that final word, she threw tossed her teammate out of the house and into the freezing cold snow, hearing a rather loud mewl when she hit the ground. Before she could even get herself back up again, the door slammed shut behind her, and a rather triumphant looking blonde paced back toward the living room, dusting off her hands.

"YAAAAAAANG!" Ruby wailed, standing there with her fists clenched. "What the heck do you think you're doing?!"

"Mornin'." She continued to pat her hands against one another. The expression however still hadn't changed. It was probably the angriest she had ever seen the party girl – even counting the times she had her luxurious hair pulled. "I see you two had a good night."

"W-we…" Her cheeks started to flush with colour as she remembered, but she forced that away. "That's none of your business, Yang! Why did you throw Blake out of our house?!"

"That's a ‘yes’ then." She folded her arms as she glared at the younger girl. "Because when someone has their paws all over my baby sister, who is barely legal to do that kinda thing, I'm not gonna stand there and let it happen!"

"Well, too late! It already happened!"

Then Ruby threw her hands up to cover her mouth. Clearly it hadn't been her intention to so openly admit what had transpired the night before. Besides, even though she was pretty sure she was in the right for this current argument, Yang still looked beyond incensed. The once angry expression turned to surprise. The words came from her sister’s own mouth, the very ones she didn't want to hear. Her best friend! Her best friend had already claimed her little sister’s virginity right under her nose!

"…How long?" When there was no immediate reply, she pressed, “How long have you two been… y’know, doing this shit?”

"Long enough." Then she reconsidered. Yang looked hurt, even though Ruby couldn't figure out why. "Alright! Really, um, we've been kissing and stuff for about a year, but last night was the first… do we really have to talk about this?"

"She's had her paws all over you for a year?" Then the penny dropped further. "She's been doing this stuff with you before you were legal?!"

"It's not illegal to kiss and cuddle, Yang! Gosh, would you grow up already?!"

"Grow up?! Me grow up?!" Though quickly glancing upstairs, she then quelled her voice a little, stepping closer to her sister. "Do you have any idea what Dad would do if he found out about this? Being thrown into the snow is nothing compared to what he'd do to her!"

Straightening, Ruby puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips. "What would he do? Tell me I can't see Blake anymore because we like each other? You know Dad wouldn't be like that! For God's sake, he was married twice! He knows love can't be stopped just because my big sister’s all mad and stuff!"

"You're sixteen, Ruby, there is a huge difference!"

"I'm seventeen!" Ruby pressed. "Can't you even remember my age when you're being all judgey?!"

"It's still just… just…!" Unable to fathom the words together she merely yelled loudly before shoving her face into her hands. "It's just wrong! My baby sister and my best friend just… just feels so beyond wrong!"

"You don't think I felt this way when you and Weiss started sneaking around and kissing in broom closets? That it didn't make me a little sad that you two had this thing that I couldn't quite understand? I… I know it's hard, but you can't just throw people outside when they do something you don't like!"

"How did you know about-" But shaking her head, she looked back up to her sister again. She was right. Getting mad at her and Blake was rather hypocritical. Love was love, Yang knew that all too well. And though she had never told Ruby, even she was active in such ways when she was that age. Even though it was with boys in her case.

"I… listen. You're my baby sister , okay? I’m supposed to be protecting you! And even if she’s not a creep, like… Blake's my best friend! Battle partner! I don't want either of you two to get hurt! I don't want to end up in a situation when I have to choose between you both."

"Choose?" Falling quiet for a moment, Ruby seemed to realise where Yang was coming from. Nothing was certain; there might come a day when she and Blake would split up. If that happened, it wouldn't be easy for the blonde bombshell to side with one of them over the other.

"That's not for sure, though. Maybe we'll be fine, and you'll just have your best friend… be part of our family. Wouldn't you want that?"

Yang sighed once again, staring down at the floor as she started to realise where her sister was coming from. She was thinking about the bad so much that she was ignoring the possible good. "Yeah. Damn right – of course I would."

"We both like Blake, you dummy. I just like her… a little more than you thought I did, that's all. And I'm sorry I didn't say anything, but like, I was a little afraid of how you'd react." Ruby left that last bit hanging, waiting for Yang to connect the dots.

"Oh… well… wow. I'm an idiot." She held her hand behind her head in embarrassment. "Sorry, Rubes. Damn. I wish you both good luck, but… I'm gonna have to get used to this. I still feel like I wanna punch something."

Nodding, Ruby snatched the blanket from the floor and draped it around her sister’s shoulders. "We’ll get there. But just so you know, this really wasn't the way I wanted you to find out, though… I thought you would be up later like usual."

"That does sound like me,” she laughed weakly. “And I'm sorry for however you found out about Ice Queen and I… like, what tipped you off? We were so careful!"

“Oh, nah, it’s a funny story, actually,” Ruby piped up. “Remember that time Weiss was making a papier-mâché rooster? And you were supposed to-”

But almost as if purely because of the mention of her name, said Ice Queen let out a shrill scream from upstairs.

"Whoa, talk about timing," Ruby breathed.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" came the shout as the bathroom door slammed open, Weiss backpedaling into view on the landing with a towel wrapped around herself, cheeks pink and expression livid.

“Weiss?!” Yang shouted in alarm.

When the other two finally ran up the stairs to see what was going on, they were met with a snow-coated Faunus hauling herself in through the open bathroom window, thankfully placed above the bath full of still-hot water that Weiss had left ready. She hadn't even had chance to get in herself, but already Blake had lowered herself into it, sighing contently at the heat.

"Warm… s-so warm…"

"HEY!" Weiss snapped, stomping to the edge of the tub. "That's my bathwater! Draw your own, you- you bath-thieving pervert!"

"N-N-Nope… Warm…" The ears tilted down in contentment as she sank lower into the water. There wasn't even an ounce of concern that it was soaking her pyjamas, neither was there any concern that the teammates were staring.

"Okay, I'll take the blame for this one,” Yang confessed, bringing Weiss in closer to her so Ruby couldn't see too much of the heiress. “I kinda threw her outside."

"You threw… wait, why would you do such a thing? And why would she climb in through my window?!"

"Ummm, because Yang locked the front door?" Ruby put in. “It is pretty cold out.”

Weiss looked between the three of them for a moment. "Am I missing something here? What on Remnant could Blake have done that would be deserving of getting kicked out of your home?"

"Uuuuhhh… well, now that I had a chance to really think about it… nothing." The blonde looked back toward her sister at that comment, smiling lightly to show that all was forgiven between them. “I’m just a big jerk. Sorry, Blake.”

“Mmhhhhh,” the poor frozen woman responded.

While Ruby was returning the smile and nodding with approval and gratitude, Weiss was blustering, "This is just fantastic! I take ten minutes to shave my legs and everyone else on my team takes complete leave of their senses!"

"Waaaaarm," Blake couldn't help but mutter one more time, before submerging her head for a short moment. Ruby grinned and flocked to her side, perching herself on the edge of the toilet and taking up Blake’s hand to hold. Blake gripped back, slitting an eye open to gaze back at her as they exchanged a private little smile.

“My big warm silly,” Ruby whispered.

"Sheesh,” Yang sighed with a shake of her head. “And I thought cats were supposed to hate water."

----------------------------------------------------

“Merry Dustmas!”

Ruby grinned up at her father as he passed out the hot cocoa to the four teammates. The black-haired Faunus was in fresh clothes, though an extra blanket was draped over her back in addition to the other one hiding their laps. “Merry Dustmas, Dad! Thanks!”

“My pleasure,” he hummed with a big grin, which offset his five o’clock shadow nicely. “You girls really livened up this house around the holidays; I thought it was just gonna be me and a big plate of convenience store sushi.”

“You’d get food poisoning,” Yang laughed as she snuggled up with Weiss under the big blanket. Luckily said blanket kept her father from seeing Weiss’s hand clasping hers.

“Nahhh.” Then he handed one to Blake. “And for you, Miss Belladonna.” “Thanks,” she whispered with a small smile as he left for the kitchen. Then she looked between the other three girls and whispered under her breath, “I feel… bad.”

“Yeah,” Ruby admitted with a long sigh. “Poor Dad; both his girls are super gay, and have super cute girlfriends – and we’re all in his house! And he doesn’t know he’s got potential new family people here!”

Weiss’s cheeks pinkened as she hid her face partially behind her mug. “H-hey! Quiet, you – that’s- d -don’t make such big assumptions!”

“Awww, isn’t she the cutest?” Yang cooed as she snuggled her way too much, causing them both to have to fight to keep their mugs upright.

Meanwhile, Blake turned her attention to the adorable brunette in her lap. The one with the big grin as she watched her sister and her teammate squabbling playfully at the other end of the couch. And she felt contentment settle over her like she had never known in her life. Too much time spent fighting for Faunus rights, the White Fang… but now, she had a new chapter in her life to look forward to. One by the side of the cutest girl at Beacon.

“Hm?” Ruby finally hummed when she looked up to see she was being observed.

“Oh, n-nothing,” she hedged with a warm grin of her own. They shared a quick kiss – too afraid of being caught by a certain parent to make it any longer than that – and then leaned their foreheads together. “Just happy.”

“Happy is good, Blake. I’m full of happy, too.”

Then a large serving platter was nudging Blake’s arm, distracting her from the smile-fest. Yang’s expression was a little manic, but she was trying to simply smile at her battle partner. “Dustmas cookie?”

“Don’t mind if I do,” she laughed as she and Ruby both took one apiece. “Thanks, Yang.”

“You got it. Better that you be nibbling one of these than nibbling anyth-”

“YANG!” Ruby burst out in exasperation. “Cut it out!”

“Just leave them alone!” Weiss added sternly.

“Whaaat? I didn’t even do anything!”

While the other two resumed their ceaseless bickering, Blake leaned her head against Ruby’s for another moment. “Merry Dustmas, Big Flower,” Ruby whispered up at her as they bumped their mugs into each other, cookies in their other hands ready to be enjoyed.

“And a very Merry Dustmas to you, too.”

THE END

~ Merry Dustmas ~

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A Tale as Old as Time? Part 5

Ok so first off, this story is now on my AO3!

It had been 3 months now since I woke up. And now Christmas was right around the corner. I had to be very sneaky with getting Harry's present.

Mom and Dad understood my reasons for wanting to stay at school during winter break. I mean Grandfather wasn't too keen on Harry, if he found out my plan he'd surely have an aneurism.

I was happy that Gil, Uma, Evie, Carlos, and Jay all managed to agree to my plan. So i had all of our friends at the school.

Sadly Jane couldn't stay, Fairy Godmother was taking her to Neverland for Christmas. Mal and Ben couldn't stay either, they had plans to visit all the neighboring kingdoms, as well as celebrating Christmas with Hades, Belle, and Beast.

My plan was to give Harry a family Christmas that he deserves. I got the presents from Chad and Gil hid them in his closet. They were presents from my mom, who I had been texting with for the last few months and she seemed to approve of Harry, Gil, and Uma. So she bought them each Christmas presents, as well as Mal, Evie, Carlos, and Jay.

I made sure to give Mal her present before she left. Of course my mom got her a Dragon themed journal.

"Oh my gosh! This is beautiful! Tell your mom that I love it!" Mal exclaimed, hugging me.

"I will! I'm sad that you won't be here for the surprise." I stated, frowning.

"I know! But it's my first Christmas with my father, you understand, don't you?" Mall asked, holding my hands in hers.

"Of course!" I exclaimed with a smile.

"Wonderful! Oh I have gifts for everyone. I left them with Evie." Mal explained with a wink.

"Thank you so much! You have a wonderful trip! Tell Ben I said Merry Christmas!" I exclaimed, hugging Mal.

I soon headed back to the dorms. Standing outside my dorm, I smiled at the sign:

Cindy Luna Charming

Harry Hook

Gil Gaston

I slowly opened the door and smiled at the boys.

"It's my turn with the remote!" Gil whined as the boys wrestled for the TV remote.

"Nah, it's my turn!" Harry argued, trying to keep the remote away from Gil.

I smiled and sat my bag on the bed and walked over to the couch and easily snatched the remote from Harry's hand and plopped down on the couch, turning it to the news.

"Love!!! We were gunna watch a movie!" Harry whined.

"No I wanted to watch the nature channel!" Gil whined.

"No, we need to watch the news, they're talking about the weather this week." I stated, turning up the volume as the boys moved to sit on either side of me, with Harry leaning his head on my shoulder.

"This week's weather is going to be a cold one folks! A major snow storm set to hit overnight. Covering most of the viewing area. If you have plans to visit family, better to leave now before the storm hits. Up to 2 feet of snow is predicted." The weather man explained.

"Snow!!" I exclaimed with a smile, my hair flaming a tiny bit from excitement.

"Snow? That's that white stuff that falls from the sky right?" Gil asked.

"Yea! Wait you guys didn't get snow on the Isle?" I asked looking between Harry and Gil.

"Nah, we never even got rain, just cloudy all the time." Harry explained, burying his face in my neck.

"Oh… wow, that's a little sad." I frowned, my hair sizzling out.

"Hey, don't be sad! We get to see it now! And Evie made all of us winter clothes already!" Gil exclaimed with a smile.

"That's good! Cause you both are going to need warm clothes!" I stated, looking at Harry.

"What?"

"You do wear clothes that aren't really made to keep you warm." Gil stated, trying to hide behind me.

Harry held up his hook.

"Calm down love. He's not wrong. You wear a lot of tanks and sleeveless vests. Winter is a cold time of year. I mean look at what we're wearing compared to what you're wearing." I explained, gesturing to how me and Gil were wearing winter clothes, long sleeves and pants, and then gesturing to Harry who was wearing his favorite sleeveless tank that had an ashy looking skull on it and shorts.

"Okay, ye both have a point." Harry confessed, setting his hook down and burying his face in my neck.

"I can't help it if my Love is very warm!!" Harry whined, hugging my side.

I giggled. Wrapping my arms around him and letting one of my hands bury itself in his hair. I could feel him sighing with content as my fingers massaged his hair. My leather gloves then decided to catch in his hair.

"I'm sorry!" I apologized as I removed my hand from his hair, a whimper emanating from Harry.

"Oh Luna! How are your lessons with Hades going?" Gil asked.

"They're going great! He said that next time he'll show me how to use my ember." I explained, reaching into my top and pulling out a necklace that had a red and light blue rock on the end.

"Wow! That's really pretty!" Gil exclaimed, looking closely at my ember.

Suddenly Harry's Hook was in Gil's face.

"Back up bro! Ye gettin too friendly with my Cindy." Harry all but growled.

I sighed and easily took Harry's hook from him.

"And now you've lost your hook for the night." I stated, looking at Harry.

"He was staring at yer chest!" Harry exclaimed.

"Harry, you know I would never come between you and Luna!" Gil exclaimed.

Harry sighed before snuggling back into my side. "She's mine."

I giggled then looked at the time. "You guys hungry? Uma said she was gunna make dinner for all of us tonight, with some help from Evie." I smiled as Gil jumped up.

"I'll meet you guys at the dining hall!" Gil exclaimed, grabbing his coat and leaving.

I giggled then looked down at Harry. I carefully removed one of my gloves. Trying to ignore the burn scars that covered the palm of my hand and carefully began to play with his hair.

It took Harry only a moment to realize I had taken off my glove. He lifted his head up, taking my hand out of his hair and pulling it to his mouth and kissing the palm of my hand.

"W-we should get going. Don't want Uma storming in and yelling at us." I stuttered as I gently removed my hand from his and got my glove back on.

"Cindy. Are you shy about your hands?" Harry asked, sitting up.

"You know I am. They look horrible!" I exclaimed, rubbing my hands together.

"Love, I don't care about that. I love you, all of you, scars and all." Harry exclaimed before he leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine.

A small moan escaped my lips as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as we kissed. The kiss was so full of passion and love.

"YOU TWO ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!" Uma shouted from down the hall, causing us to break our kiss.

"We should get going before Uma strangles us." I giggled, standing up.

Harry followed suit and held my hand in his as we walked out of the room, grabbing our coats as we headed to the dining hall.

Dinner was great, I hadn't had fish in a long time. Everyone seemed to be enjoying it. Carlos, Jay, Evie, Chad, Gil, Uma, Harry, and myself all sat at the table together.

I smiled at all my friends. I couldn't wait for Christmas. I was excited to spend it with the people I care about. I was mostly excited to give Harry a real Christmas. I had finished my gift for him earlier that day and thanks to both Uma and Evie it came out perfect.

Harry noticed that I was just playing with my food. He gently grabbed my free hand and squeezed it. I blinked and looked at him with a smile.

"Ya gunna finish that?" He teased.

I blushed and stabbed the last piece of fish with my fork and shoved it in my mouth.

"You two are perfect for each other, you know that?" Evie sighed happily.

"I could say the same thing about you and Doug." I teased.

Evie blushed and went back to her plate. The table had a good laugh before everyone turned in for the night.

I got on my hook themed pjs and crawled under my covers, setting Harry's Hook on my nightstand as I curled up under my covers. I felt Harry crawl under the covers and wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face in his chest, taking in the scent I love so much.

"I love ye Cindy." Harry whispered.

I smiled, I loved it when Harry called me by my first name, he was the only one I let call me that.

"I love you, Harold." I stated hearing his breath hitch at me saying his full first name.

He pulled me even closer and kissed the top of my head.

"I love it when you call me that!" Harry exclaimed in a whisper.

I giggled before slowly drifting off to sleep.

~~~~~~~~Christmas Eve~~~~~~~~~

I was so excited for tomorrow. The pirates' first christmas in Auradon. And I was determined to make it great!

We already had snowball fights, me and harry made snow angels. I laughed at his because it has a very strange hand, then I laughed harder when I realized it was from Harry's hook.

Both Harry and I got colds and Gil, being the sweet guy he is, had to take care of us, with a bit of help from Carlos.

Right now I was dancing around the Dorm hall in my hook themed pjs, my Polaroid camera hanging from it's strap that was around my neck, as Harry chuckled.

"Yeh sure are excited about something Love." Harry chuckled.

"Tomorrow is Christmas day! And I'm going to make sure that you, Gil, and Uma have the best Christmas ever!" I exclaimed, doing a little twirl.

Harry chuckled, as he watched me take pictures of the hall.

"What are ye doin Love?" Harry asked with a smile as he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Taking pictures of all the Christmas decorations!" I exclaimed, kissing his cheek as we continued heading towards the cafeteria.

Oh did I not mention? My loving pirate had glass slipper themed pj pants on. I love this man so much! Sigh! Oh right! The party is tomorrow!

I grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him into the cafeteria, where everyone was waiting.

Evie in her heart themed pjs, Carlos in dog paw print themed pjs, Jay had on sweatpants with the school's name on them, Uma was wearing a tank that said "We Ride With The Tide!" On it and a pair of sweatpants, and Gil's pjs had animals on them. Oh and of course Chad had on his usual pjs that had little Chad faces all over them.

"There you guys are!" Uma exclaimed as we walked over to the table.

"What's up?" I asked as my gloved hand grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl.

"We were discussing what we should do tonight? It's Christmas Eve!" Evie exclaimed as she pulled out a santa hat and placed it on Gil's head.

"We were also talking about everyone's sexuality!" Gil exclaimed with food in his mouth.

"Gil, don't talk with your mouth full." I giggled, patting his head.

"What brought on the conversation about everyone's sexuality??" Harry asked as he sat on the other side of me.

"I was curious." Uma explained, shrugging.

"Turns out Evie and Uma are Bisexual, Jay is too. Carlos is straight, so is Chad, and I'm a Demi...demisexual. It means I can't fall in love unless I've known the person a long time and gain a bond with them…" Gil explained, eating more.

"Well I'm bisexual." I admitted, smirking at the girls.

"I'm Pansexual." Harry stated as he threw an arm over my shoulders.

"What's that?" Gil questioned.

"It means I don't have a preference. Race, gender, age, appearance, all those types of things, I don't have a preference." Harry explained as he leaned down and took a bite of my apple, causing me to glare at him.

"My apple!" I pouted playfully.

Harry chuckled and kissed my cheek. "It's a delicious apple love! Now what about tonight?" Harry pulled me into his lap, wrapping his arms around my waist and setting his chin on my shoulder.

"We were thinking about putting on some old Christmas movies and watching them in the recreation room. We were gunna take some couches from there and gather them up to make a kind of cinema so we can watch the movies projected onto the wall, courtesy of Carlos." Evie explained.

"Sounds like a plan! I'll grab the blankets and pillows from our room, Chad can you grab yours as well?" I asked with a smile.

"Of course!" Chad exclaimed rushing to his room.

We all got a good laugh at that.

#harry hook imagine #harry hook #harry hook x oc #cindy luna charming #descendants #a tale as old as time #christmas time

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