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Eddie Munson x cheerleader! reader, Eds and Reader don't know each other, but Max and Dustin know both Eddie and Reader, and they both think that they would be a great couple so they try to get them to know each other but it never works. But what if Reader goes to the trailer park to take care of Max, or help her with homework but on her way to Max's trailer, Reader falls and Eddie sees it and helps her, after some time, Eddie and Reader start dating and it made Max and Dustin happy but they argue about who made that it happened? (I hope this make sense! I just imagine Max and Dustin seeing how similar Reader and Eddie are in some aspects so they're like, yeah, they would be a great couple, but for some reason, they can't make them like meet each other or even see each other! you can change some things if you think it'll be better!)

I love writing Max as a bestie. This idea is adorable. I hope this is what you wanted and you enjoy it! Thank you for requesting♥︎

Wingman vs Wingwoman

Max was surprised to find herself being friends with a cheerleader, granted it was forced in the beginning. Max's mom has been on an insane level since everything happened with Billy, so she refuses to let Max be alone. Y/N became Max's babysitter, Max wasn't warmed to the idea at first but now it was more of friends hanging out compared to babysitting.

Y/N was way more chill and interesting than the other cheerleaders, shocking Max. They talked, watched horror movies, shared comic books, and went to skate parks. With all of Y/N's badass interests, Max realized she might not be the only one who would adore her. Max knew she had to get Y/N to meet Eddie.

Dustin fell in love with Y/N the second she walked into the student council. Dustin's mom wanted him to engage in more school activities ( apparently hellfire wasn't real enough. ) But the student council wasn't horrible when Y/N was the president. Dustin was a love-sick puppy when it came to her and he practically was her vice president with how much he did for the club. Or for her. With her leading confidence and how high she held her head, Dustin couldn't help but see a bit of Eddie in her. That's when it snapped in Dustin's head that Eddie would love to meet this girl.

~~~

Max was rushing Y/N to Hellfire with a purpose in mind.

"I'm gonna be late for the student council!" Y/N groaned as Max dragged her arm down the opposite hallway.

"I know! I just need to show you something." Max said, a tiny smirk on her face. Her blue eyes lit up with mischief.

Max cheered as they reached the door, Y/N looked at her confused for two reasons. One, Max was excited about something, and two it was about a door with hellfire written on cardboard.

"What the hell is this?" Y/N asked, Max didn't answer, so she yanked open the door.

Max's smile and mood fell when she didn't see Eddie. Just the same losers she always saw.

"Where is he?" Max demanded, her foot stomped against the glossy floor.

~

"Dustin, dude, we can't be late for this campaign. The rest of the sheep are already set up." Eddie scolded but Dustin didn't listen. Just yanking Eddie down the hall.

"Just one minute!" Dustin groaned. He sighed at the lack of patience Eddie had.

"Where are we even going?" Eddie huffed.

"Tada!" Dustin cheered as he yanked open the wooden door. Eddie peeked in over Dustin's head and felt confused.

"Tada? It's a group of nerds talking about the school."

"It's called the student council, and she's not here!" Dustin growled. Where the hell was she?

~~~

Max and Dustin had no idea they were trying to get Y/N and Eddie to see each other. And they had no idea they were backfiring each other's plans.

"No! I need Eddie, I've been trying to get him to meet this girl for weeks!" Max snapped at Dustin, her icy blue eyes glaring straight at him.

Dustin felt himself shivering in fear but tried to stay confident.

"I don't care. I've got a way better girl for Eddie to meet."

"Mine's better, just watch." Max scoffed as she raced off on her skateboard.

"What did red want?" Eddie asked as he walked to his van.

"No clue. But look, I need you to drop me off at school early tomorrow, student council meeting." Dustin lied, Eddie huffed but agreed as he started the engine.

~

"Max, what's up? Dustin said he needed me this morning." Y/N asked as Max kept looking up and down the hallways.

"I just need to see something!" Max said as she looked into the parking lot. She saw Eddie's van but she couldn't find him at all. She checked all the rooms she knew Eddie knew but nothing.

~

"Dude, we've been here for ten minutes, when does this meeting start? We are the only ones here." Eddie sighed. He could have gotten another hour of sleep but this damn kid.

Dustin checked his watch with a pit of anxiety in his stomach. Y/N said she'd be here and she is nowhere to be seen.

"Whatever. I'm going to have a smoke." Eddie said as he walked out the door.

Not even two minutes later Y/N walked in with a grumpy Max.

"Of fucking course," Dustin said as he shook his head.

~~~

Max and Dustin were slowly wanting to give up. Every plan they had was backfired. Somehow Eddie and Y/N were always at the wrong place at the right time.

Y/N groaned as she walked through the muddy trailer park. She regretted wearing her nice shoes. A huge van came speeding down the road, frightening her into slipping in the mud.

She groaned as she landed on her ass. Now her clothes were as muddy as her shoes.

The van slammed on their breaks and a boy came running out.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." The boy apologized, he kneeled next to her as he softly helped her stand up.

She went to scream in his face but once she took in his face, she was silent. He was the most gorgeous boy she's ever seen. His soft skin, bone structure, nice jaw, and flowing brown curls rested on his shoulders.

"Oh, that's alright." She shrugged off with a smile. She was sure she'd have fallen for him the same way if he still wasn't holding her up by the waist.

Eddie didn't hear a word she said. Too amazed at how beautiful the girl was. He didn't even realize he was still touching her until she shifted.

"Shit sorry." He apologized again as he removed his hands. He took in her muddy clothes.

"This will sound so creepy, but can I drive you to my trailer to get you new clothes? I feel awful." Eddie smiled as she laughed.

"It is super creepy, but I also don't want to babysit in these clothes." So she agreed and they rode off to his trailer. Only to connect the dots that Max was right across the way.

"Here! It's just an old shirt and some sweatpants." Eddie said as he handed Y/N the clothes.

"Do you want me to drive you to the trailer you need?" Eddie asked as they stood at his front door.

"It's actually just right there so I can walk. Thank you, what was your name?" She asked.

"Eddie Munson, and you?" He asked as he held out his hand.

~

Max eyed Y/N as she walked in covered in mud and clothes in her hand.

"What happened to you?" Max asked as she got off the couch.

"Slipped in mud, but I got new clothes so gonna change!" Y/N said she walked into the bathroom, with a smile on her face.

~~~

A month passed and Max was preparing to give up. No matter what she did, she never got Eddie and Y/N in the same room.

"Why can't you come tonight again?" Max asked, Y/N walked beside her down the hallway.

"I've got a date, but your mom is staying home," Y/N explained.

"Where is the date? I've got a guy for you and I bet he's way better than whatever loser you picked yourself."

"Rude, he is not a loser. I appreciate in a weird way that you want to set me up, but I'm fine. We are going to the movies."

~

"Dustin, I can't! I'm going to the movies for a date." Eddie sighed as he searched for an outfit to wear.

"Waste of time, bro. I've got the perfect girl for you. Just cancel, then come be my wingman at the diner then I'll set you guys up!" Dustin argued.

"First, I am way too old to be your wingman. It's creepy. And second, this girl is hot, I'm not ditching."

"Come on dude! You are my only ride and my mom said I needed a babysitter. Steve is working so please?"

~

"She's here, see ya," Dustin said as he ran to an empty booth with his date.

Eddie picked a seat where he could see the back of Dustin's head.

He smiled when Y/N took the seat across from him, blocking Dustin.

They dived into a conversation and the time flew by in seconds.

~

Dustin said goodbye to his date and walked over to Eddie, he noticed Eddie was alone.

"Stood up?" Dustin mocked as he pointed to the empty seat.

"Bathroom, now beat it," Eddie said, but Dustin sat down instead.

"I've got nowhere to go, you are my ride." Dustin shrugged, grabbing a fry from the plate in the middle of the table. "Plus, my girl would be so much better for you."

~

Max walked into the diner, and her mom drove her to pick up dinner. She waited near the counter as she waited. She gasped when Y/N walked out of the bathroom.

"What are you doing here? I thought you had a date?" Max asked, her arms crossed.

"I do! We changed it to her because he had to babysit." Y/N explained.

"Babysit? Can't get a real job?" Max mocked and rolled her eyes.

"Watch it. I'm a babysitter." Y/N declared as she glared at the younger girl.

"Is he still here? I want to meet him so I can prove my guy is better."

Y/N sighed but agreed, walking Max to the table.

"Dustin?"

"Y/N?"

Eddie looked between them confused, "you two know each other?"

"How the hell do you know her?" Dustin spazzed as he looked at Eddie with huge eyes.

"EDDIE IS THE GUY!" Max squealed, and Y/N was confused about her showing a positive emotion.

"What is going on?" Eddie and Y/N asked at the same time.

~

After Dustin and Max explained their sides, they left the couple alone. Dustin walked Max out to her car, killing time until Eddie was ready to leave.

"I so did that." Dustin bragged, he nodded in improvement as Eddie slid his arm around Y/N as they walked out.

"They didn't even know you were trying to set them up, plus she met him because of me!" Max argued

"No, she did not!" Dustin fought back.

"Yes huh!"

"No huh!"

~

"It's kinda cute they wanted us together so much," Y/N said, walking out of the diner.

"I'm surprised Dustin thought I was in your league." Eddie chuckled, his arm still over her shoulder.

"I'm surprised you'd even like a cheerleader," Y/N replied.

"When they look like you? Yeah, I like the cheerleader." Eddie teased, but his heart raced as she laughed and swatted at his chest.

He might have to give Dustin a praise for this.

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September 21, 2019 (1): Tadaa - there’s your throne

(previous play)

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Attention! This play includes transgender topics. For more details see our interjection.

Saturday 2:21 pm:

David: during the rest of the week he and Matteo have indeed relaxed and hung out at night and enjoyed being together has been visited by Jonas, Abdi and Alex on Thursday, went for a walk with them so that he could get some fresh air and has spent a nice afternoon with them has started helping with the apartment hunt on Friday and has called several landlords after Laura was pretty frustrated when she came back from the second viewing, where there were countless other applicants again, as well has also really enjoyed being back at the flatshare again, especially in the evenings when Matteo was at home, of course has said his goodbyes to him this morning at 10:30 when he left to go to Carlos’ and Abdi’s new apartment to help with the renovations went showering in peace and put on new bandaids and then sketched a little until Alex has picked him up at shortly after 2 pm this time managed to get out of the car by himself and with only a little pain and is pretty happy about that success looks at the building from the outside and then he and Alex consider where they have to ring the doorbell then they simply go ahead an press on the only one without a nameplate and are buzzed in they have to walk up two flights of stairs to the second floor and he realizes again that climbing stairs is still pretty laborious and that it’s really a strain on the abdominal muscles upstairs, they are received by a beaming Carlos: “Awesome, there you are… we just finished your throne, David!” hugs him in greeting and laughs quietly You guys didn’t seriously build a throne!? sees Carlos looking at him confused: “Yes of course, we promised you…” sees Carlos and Alex greet each other, as well, and hears Alex: “But maybe we’ll first get a tour through the new apartment?”

Matteo: he and Jonas were told to paint Carlos’ future room and therefore they’re a little farther away from the rest of the group in the living room hears the doorbell at some point and hopes that it’s David but is on a ladder right now to paint the ceiling and wants to at least finish with the paint that’s still on the roll then hears voices in the hallway and also hears Jonas: “Let’s go say hello…” gets off the ladder, puts the roll down and then follows Jonas into the hallway grins when he sees David and Alex Hey… hears Carlos: “We’re doing a tour of the apartment now…” laughs Yes, alright… but we can still say hello? sees Jonas do a handshake with both of them, because, just like him, he’s also a little bit full of paint also does a handshake with Alex and kisses David without touching him more than that Okay, we'll continue painting, you guys have a look at the apartment… then hears Carlos, while going back with Jonas: “Alright, up there is the bathroom, luckily that’s okay the way it is and we don’t have to do any work on that… that’s Abdi’s room, he has the smaller but the quieter one… here’s the kitchen… as you can see it’s still empty, but we’re going to get the old kitchen from Abdi’s parents this week… and here’s the living room… Tada… there’s your throne…” looks at Jonas while going back up the ladder Sick that they really wasted time building a throne…

David: sees Matteo and Jonas coming out of some room, immediately finds Matteo’s gaze and smiles Hey… does a handshake with Jonas and still squeezes Matteo a little when he kisses him was careful to not put on any good clothes and doesn’t care if some paint ends up on them humms when he says that they’ll go continue painting, lets go of him again and looks at Carlos curiously while he explains peeks into the bathroom, the kitchen and Abdi’s room and then follows Carlos into the living room laughs quietly when Carlos points at the “throne”, which consists of a deck chair and several pillows and blankets You loons… thanks! is now also greeted by Abdi via fistbump and hears him ask: “So? What do you guys think?” smiles Really nice! And not even quite as much work to do as I thought… you really only have to paint, right? The laminate is still good… sees Carlos nod: “Yeah, we got really lucky! We’ll definitely manage by next week…” then hears Alex: “Okay… but let’s still hurry up… we still want to shower and cook, after all. What do you want me to do?”

Matteo: hears Abdi tell Alex: “If you want to, then the two of us can finish my room… I already masked off everything and I’m also almost finished with one side of the room… then Carlos can continue in here and David can entertain him and Jonas and Luigi can help in the living room once they’re finished with Carlos’ room…” hears Alex say: “Alright, then let’s go…” then hears Carlos ask David: “Is your spot here okay? No, hang on, if I move the throne a little more over there then you can look into my room and watch Luigi work… surely you don’t see that all that often…” immediately calls HAHA… I can also stop helping!

David: listens to their planning and nods then sees Alex and Abdi disappear in Abdi’s room and was just about to sit down on his “throne” when he hears Carlos was about to nod when Carlos rearranges the deckchair again grins at his and Matteo’s comments and sits down More often than you think… peeks over to Matteo and Jonas, smiles slightly and then looks back at Carlos again sighs quietly because he really feels weird not being able to do anything and says If you have to renovate one day or move again then I’ll definitely help, as well… I really feel bad… sees Carlos wave it off as expected: “You’re excused, Brudi, it’s okay! Don’t worry about it…” smiles slightly but still feels weird but tries to banish that thought and instead says So? Are you already looking forward to it? Are you excited?

Carlos: picks the roll back up again and continues painting About the apartment? Yes, totally… I can’t wait to be honest… I mean, my parents are okay, but it’s also annoying with so little space in the long run… looks over at David, who really sat down on the deck chair and thinks that it’s great And what about you? Is it still weird to no longer wear a binder or do you no longer think about it?

Matteo: is finished with the ceiling and is a little tired gets off the ladder and grabs the bottle of water from the windowsill sits on the bottom step of the ladder and looks at Jonas Already looks quite good, doesn’t it?

David: listens to Carlos and is happy for him grins slightly and shrugs one shoulder Just parents, right? takes another look around and then says I’m curious to see what it looks like once it’s furnished… are you going to have a housewarming party or are we allowed to simply come over to have a look once everything is finished? then hears his question and smiles happily Everything is good with me… I’m glad to be back at the flatshare and with Matteo again… then laughs quietly at his question and admits It really is weird… I’m not used to it… I sometimes catch myself automatically crossing my arms in front of my chest when I run into someone at the flatshare in the evenings or mornings… and yesterday morning I was grabbing my clothes and kept thinking that something’s missing until I remembered that I no longer need the binder…

Jonas: is painting the wall next to the windowsill and out of the corner of his eyes he can see Matteo taking a little break looks at the ceiling when he hears his question and nods Yep… a few stains in one or two spots… but if you want to then we can also switch. It’s really straining your arms and neck if you work over your head for a longer time… grins slightly Hey, let’s work hard today… maybe then we won’t have to do any more work tomorrow…

Carlos: shrugs one shoulder Oh a little bit of both, I think… Abdi doesn’t want a big party after which we can renovate everything again… but just the group with a few beers, I think that’d be quite nice… then nods in understanding when he talks Yeah, man, I believe you… that’s just a habit, right? But I’m sure that very soon you won’t even think about it anymore… gets fresh paint and then continues painting lowers his voice a little so that Matteo won’t hear him And Luigi doesn’t coddle you too much? Everything good?

Matteo: looks up again when Jonas sees a few stains and groans Dude… nods immediately when he mentions something about switching Yes, please… I’m not used to working… that already hurts… then nods when he says that they should work hard today and gets up again Yes, but then let’s switch please… grabs the brush from Jonas and sees him reposition the ladder to reach the section with the stains

David: nods at Carlos’ explanation Yes I can understand that… then we could also save ourselves the work and only renovate afterwards… but a few beers sounds nice… order pizza, hang out and so on… then also nods at his words about the binder Yes, I think so, too… then looks a little skeptical when Carlos lowers his voice and then has to laugh quietly shakes his head and says quietly He does coddle me a little bit… but just the right amount… not so that it’s annoying - rather the opposite… he’s really attentive… it’s all pretty good… smiles slightly towards Carlos’ room and can see that Matteo is no longer on the ladder and that he’s instead painting a wall looks back to Carlos And is everything good with you and Kiki, as well?

Jonas: laughs quietly when Matteo says that he isn’t used to working Dude, none of us are used to it. I bet we’ll all be really sore tomorrow! hands Matteo the brush and repositions the ladder to paint over the stains on the ceiling asks in the meantime And is everything good with you? Or with the two of you? lowers his voice a little Is David taking it easy or do you have to scold him? grins and starts painting

Carlos: grins when David says that everything’s good with Matteo That’s good then… I already prepared a speech that he should also let you do your thing… then follows his gaze Do you still have a good view of him or should I reposition the throne again? then nods immediately at his question Everything good… but then hesitates a little Well, somehow time went by really fast… it’s not that long until she moves to Halle…

Matteo: groans slightly Yes, I’m really looking forward to being sore… then laughs slightly when Jonas lowers his voice Yes, everything’s good… he really does take it easy… he lies down on his own accord if it gets too much for him and so on… then grins slightly I mean, that doesn’t stop me from still telling him to be careful but yeah… it’s been really good so far… shrugs one shoulder Next week he has a checkup appointment… they’ll check if everything is healing okay and stuff like that… if everything’s alright then that’s already a good thing…

David: laughs quietly (only a little ouch now) at Carlos’ words I’ll tell you if I still need it, after all… smiles at his question and shakes his head really has a good view of Matteo and is satisfied Everything’s good, thanks… then looks back to Carlos when he talks about Kiki True… only two more weeks, right? And that also somehow sucks that it now coincides with your move… there’s hardly any time left for each other after work, right? Did you plan anything nice for just the two of you? To say goodbye?

Jonas: laughs Oh come on, just take a nice bath tomorrow morning and let David spoil you… or you’ll just take it easy together… then smiles when Matteo says that David really takes it easy and then laughs quietly at his addition Of course not… but hey, be glad that he’s so responsible… he hasn’t always been… if I think back to the binder situation during our holiday… then nods when he tells him about his checkup appointment and looks at Matteo scrutinizingly Are you scared that not everything might be okay?

Carlos: humphs slightly when he asks about time for just the two of them Well, we haven’t really planned anything yet… it’s really very stressful right now… and she also wants to do something with the girls… shrugs one shoulder I actually wanted to do something for her on her last night here… but now we’ll have the party on that day… no idea… I think she’s not really all that bothered about it, she thinks that we see each other on the weekends and so on after all…

Matteo: laughs slightly Yes exactly… I’ll ask him if he’ll scrub my back… then nods Yes, I am glad… but the situation on our holiday was also very crucial for him now paying more attention… then grimaces slightly at his question and shrugs one shoulder A little bit, yes… but he’s really feeling good so far… if he were still in a lot of pain then I’d be more worried…

David: listens to Carlos and nods a little pensively then says Why don’t you come up with something… no idea, something romantic, just the two of you… a picnic or something… I have no idea what Kiki likes, but I do think that romance is always something she’s into, right? then hears that his plans were destroyed because of the party and shakes his head a little asks insecurely Do you really think so? Maybe she just wants to see it that way, you know? To make herself feel better basically. That she tells herself that you’ll see each other each weekend and therefore it’s not such a big deal… some sort of safety mechanism… but it’s still a real adjustment for her, as well…

Jonas: grins at Matteo’s plan Good idea! I’ll suggest that to Hanna - she has a cooler bathtub than we do, anyways… briefly looks down to him when he talks about the situation during the holiday and grins slightly So you think that during the holiday he realized that you’re worried… keeps painting Although now it’s somehow a different thing… on the one hand I think that part of it is that he simply /can’t/ do certain things - even if he wanted to, because he’s in pain, and on the other hand something could really happen now if he overexerts himself, right? I don’t know… pull some stitches or something? Or interior wounds? smiles slightly and nods Yes, he’s doing good now… probably also because he’s taking it easy… but I’m sure everything will be okay.

Carlos: only shrugs his shoulders again Yes, no idea man… if that’s the case then at least she doesn’t tell me… but then nods again slightly Yes, maybe I’ll come up with something… I definitely want to do something during her last week here…

Matteo: laughs and shakes his head David can’t scrub my back even if he wanted to… he can’t use his arms… or do any other strenuous physical work… then nods when Jonas says what David realized on their holiday Yes, I guess so… lowers his brush when Jonas lists the things that could happen and looks at him reproachful Dude, Jonas… thanks for that… yes, all of that can happen… always… peeks towards the living room to check if he can see David sees that he’s on the throne but that he’s looking toward Carlos Yes, I’m sure everything will be okay… I'll be right back… wants to go see for himself if everything is okay now puts the brush down and goes to the living room grins at David Hey… everything okay? sits down next to the deckchair and looks up at him

David: looks at Carlos skeptically and then asks Are you going to tell her!? Or do you also pretend as if all of that weren’t a problem?! but then nods You do that… you get off work at five… you’re almost finished here at the apartment and that can actually also wait… then you’ll just do something nice during the week after work if the weekends are already all planned out… or on the Sunday after your move… then looks at the door when he hears footsteps and smiles immediately when he sees Matteo reaches a hand out for him almost automatically and briefly runs a hand through his hair when he sits down next to him nods at his question Everything is good… I’ll try to distract myself from my bad conscience… picks a little at his forehead and grins slightly murmurs quietly There’s some paint there… then gets more serious again and says Alex and I were thinking that maybe you’d want to shower or bathe at his place later… then we don’t have to go back to the flatshare again and he doesn’t have to drive us twice… slightly presses his lips together and adds I already packed clean clothes for you just in case… but if you’d rather shower or bathe at the flatshare then that’s also okay…

Matteo: grins slightly when he runs a hand through his hair then laughs I have paint everywhere… then listens to him when he tells him about the plan and smiles when he realizes that David took care of it for him and that he brought clothes and everything nods immediately No, sounds great… well thought-ahead, thanks. grins slightly I’ve always wanted to try Alex’ 2x3 meter shower… sits up a little and kisses David then hears Carlos sigh: “Man, you two are so cute.” laughs slightly and kisses David again Yep, we are… by the way, your room is as good as finished if you want to have a look…

David: smiles when Matteo agrees to his plan of showering at Alex’ and laughs quietly when he mentions the 3 x 2 meter shower Today’s your chance… tenderly cards through his hair when he kisses him and then grins slightly at Carlos’ words pulls Matteo closer for another kiss and grins even more when he agrees that they are cute then hears Carlos: “Sure, let’s see, I’m also finished in here in a moment…” then sees Abdi and Alex walking into the living room and hears Abdi ask: “Do we still have paint somewhere? The one over there is almost finished…” sees Jonas stick his head out of Carlos’ room: “There’s still some in here… well, if Carlos gives his okay on the room as it is…” also lifts himself out of the deckchair, because he also wants to have a look at how far everyone is and checks out all the rooms after Carlos was satisfied with his room, Jonas and Matteo help him with finishing painting the living room before everyone moves to Abdi’s room to help with the rest of it also gets hit with some paint, but not so much that he’d also have to take a shower they are really done with painting at around 5 pm and he makes out a bit with Matteo while the others are arguing about when to meet up at Alex’ is aware that they agree that everyone will come over as soon as they’re finished with showering and then they leave the apartment he feels a little bad for Matteo, who has to squeeze onto Alex’ narrow backseat again, after Alex has thoroughly inspected him and finally himself to see if there are still any wet paint stains on their clothes then they leave to go to Alex’ apartment

(next play)

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Scent Chapter 28

Pairing: TadaAi Fandom: Sk8 the Infinity Synopsis: Ainosuke once loved Tadashi, but ever since he broke his heart, he decided to never have anything to do with him. But what happens if he meets him again after so many years and finds out a secret that will change both of their lives forever?

Chapter summary:    Ainosuke is happy but he sorta misses Tadashi.

Tags: Omegaverse, forced bonding, sorta angst, slow burn, sorta reversible but I am for top!Tadashi so maybe no explicit smut with bottom Tada in the future.

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The early morning sun peeks through the thick leaves of the mahogany trees on the Shindo estate. Ainosuke is enjoying coffee and bread for breakfast on his balcony. He woke up earlier than usual, so he was able to skip having breakfast with his aunts. Because of that, it was already a good day for him.

Natsuno came to help him dress, but Ainosuke said he didn't need to. It was Tadashi's job, and it comes with the role only he was allowed to fill.

Wearing only his sleeping robe, Ainosuke basks under the warm sunlight, a cool breeze sweeping over his exposed flesh as he stirs his coffee. A smile plays on his lips as he remembers the very first time he arrived in America and waking up to a similar atmosphere. Now the heaviness that Tadashi's absence had left was no longer there. It was replaced by lightness. A lightness that obliges him to look forward to more mornings like the one he was experiencing now. Pretty soon, he'll wake up to find Tadashi sleeping next to him. It was a wonderful thought.

After finishing his bread and coffee, Ainosuke walks into the room and stands in front of the dresser mirror. He takes his polo off and starts dressing. It was the first time in a long while that he got to dress. When he was in the States, he did this alone. When he returned home, it became Tadashi's job permanently. The memory of the first time he asked Tadashi to undress him comes to mind. He had been feeling a bit haughty at that time. He dressed so perfectly and so charmingly as to make himself irresistible in Tadashi's eyes. He was sure he looked good, but Tadashi never responded much to his teasing. Remembering his childish antics makes him laugh.

He catches a glimpse of how spacious his room was. It never bothered him before. He couldn't help but realize he was alone, but now, he wasn't lonely. The thought of Tadashi makes him smile again. It sends a tiny bolt of pain in his chest. Realizing that he probably misses him, Ainosuke dragged Natsuno along with him to visit Tadashi. He arrived at Tadashi’s condo at 6:30 a.m.

Natsuno carried a bouquet of freshly picked roses from their rose garden, looking so confused as his master rushed excitedly to the entrance. When they entered and walked towards the lobby, it was perfect timing that Tadashi had just gotten out of the elevator. He was still in his pajamas and looked sleepy. Some of the locks of his hair were sticking out. When Ainosuke saw him, he grabbed the bouquet from Natsuno’s hands and rushed to Tadashi with a wide grin on his face, completely forgetting about Natsuno.

Ainosuke tried to fix the hair of a sleepy Tadashi by running his fingers through the other's hair. It was the first time he saw Tadashi with bed hair, so he got a bit excited. Signaling the chauffeur to wait for him, Ainosuke winked at Natsuno and followed Tadashi inside the elevator.

"What brings you here so early in the morning, Ainosuke-sama?" Tadashi yawns.

"I just came by to see your face." Ainosuke leans in a bit closer.

The cheesiness caught Tadashi off guard. He looked away, a bit embarrassed. Ever since they got together, he feels Ainosuke is getting sweeter and sweeter towards him. Something behind Ainosuke's back catches his attention.

"What’s that you’re hiding?"

"I brought you flowers."

Ainosuke hands the flowers to Tadashi and smiles widely at him. The smile almost knocks the air out of Tadashi's lungs so that it leaves him leaning against Ainosuke’s shoulder to hide the blush that spreads on his face.

"You shouldn’t have. What if others see you?"

"There’s no problem. Are you alone?"

"No. But Take is asleep."

The elevator dings. They are now on Tadashi's floor. They went inside the house and immediately went to Tadashi’s room. Ainosuke sat on the bed while Tadashi was trying to find a vase to put the roses Ainosuke brought him. When he finally found one, he put them on his bedside table and followed Ainosuke to sit on the bed.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" Tadashi asks.

"Yes, bread and coffee."

"I see."

"If you want to have breakfast, I’ll accompany you. I just came by to see you. I woke up earlier than usual. My meeting is at 9:30, so I can spend some time with you." Ainosuke was avoiding Tadashi’s eyes as he said it. A blush spread over his cheeks, and he was a bit jittery. The sight was so endearing that Tadashi couldn’t help but smile. He pats Ainosuke's hand and kisses him on the cheek.

"It’s embarrassing for you to see me like this," Tadashi said shyly.

Ainosuke moved closer to Tadashi.

"It’s fine. You always wake up before me, so I never get to see you like this at the mansion.

"I like getting to know this side of you."

Tadashi went silent. He just stared at his boyfriend and then looked away.

"Since you came all the way here, do you... do you want to touch me?"

The boldness of the remark surprised Ainosuke.

"Just for a bit..." Tadashi adds. He takes Ainosuke's hand and guides it to his chest.

"I don't have pecs as glorious as yours." He guided Ainoduke's hand to squish his right boob. The needy look on Tadashi's face made Ainosuke feel horny.

"Mine's not bad either."

A sweet smell is starting to diffuse into the room. Tadashi sees that Ainosuke's lower half is already reacting to him. He gropes Ainosuke’s crotch and nonchalantly says, "Or I can get you off with my mouth,"

Breathing in Tadashi's sweetness, Ainosuke slowly loses his composure. He finds Tadashi unbelievably sexy. Tadashi rarely takes the initiative, so when he does, it can be a bit overwhelming.

Tadashi inwardly gasps. He was at it again. He purses his lips, disappointed in himself.Yet it was not enough to stop what he wanted to do. He wants to be touched. He wants to please Ainosuke.

"It seems being close to you makes me lose my head."

Tadashi rubs the bulge on Ainosuke's crotch.

"I wonder how I was able to work so closely with you and be functional."

Ainosuke shudders.

Tadashi presses his thumb on the bulge, paints circles on the surface, and looks down at Ainosuke's crotch.

Ainosuke could only stare at his boyfriend, surprised at what was happening. Slowly, Tadashi lifted his eyes and gazed into Ainosuke's crimson orbs.

"Tadashi, you're so sexy... I might get addicted to this aggressive part of you." Ainosuke says, completely catching Tadashi off guard.

Tadashi ends up glomping him.

"Ainosuke-sama… you're so adorable. I love you."

Ainosuke laughs and rubs Tadashi's back.

"I love you too!"

Suddenly, Tadashi pulls on Ainosuke's suit jacket.

"Puppy? What are you doing?"

"Undressing you."

Tadashi withdrew and faced Ainosuke.

"You don't want me to?"

"That's not what I meant..."

"You're hard. I'll take care of it."

Tadashi pauses and drops his head.

"What’s wrong, Tadashi?"

"Are you disgusted with me?"

"Eh? What are you talking about? Of course not."

Tadashi looked unbelievably fragile, clutching Ainosuke's suit jacket.

"Because I’m…"

"No... what are you talking about?" Ainosuke pulls Tadashi in for a hug.

"I’m happy that you want me."

"I’ve said this before, but you can do whatever you want to me."

Tadashi didn't reply.

"But I want to take things slow with you."

Ainosuke takes Tadashi's hand in his and squeezes. They exchanged looks. Tadashi nods his head and kisses him on the cheek.

"Aren't you having breakfast yet? I'll accompany you."

Before Tadashi could reply, Ainosuke added, "If you haven't prepared it yet, I can make you some. You may not believe this, but I know how to make breakfast." Ainosuke was a bit smug when he said he could make breakfast.

Tadashi's mouth curves into a thin, amused smile.

"I know. But you don't need to. I'll just reheat my food."

Both stood up and went into the dining area. Ainosuke sat down and waited for Tadashi to get his stuff. When Tadashi placed his placemat on the place adjacent to where Ainosuke sat, Ainosuke dragged it beside him, so Tadashi was forced to place his plate there. When his meal finished heating, he took it out of the microwave and then sat beside Ainosuke.

All was quiet. Tadashi was itching to break the silence because the silence, coupled with Ainosuke's gaze, was making him a bit self-conscious.

Being watched was something he was supposed to be used to. Yet, when it is Ainosuke who watches and pays attention to him, he can't help but feel conscious. He can't help but feel shy.

"D… Do you want to have a taste?"

Ainosuke nods and opens his mouth, waiting for the food. Tadashi quirks his eyebrows in a fashion akin to looking at a playful child. He feeds Ainosuke. Ainosuke giggles as he chews, happy to be fed. It's everything he could ask for. Now, the mundane things Tadashi does for him normally mean something more than just work. Maybe it always had a different meaning for the older man. Maybe it was only Ainosuke who thought the things Tadashi did out of love and affection were just for work.

It doesn't matter now. Maybe it will not matter anymore as Tadashi's affection engulfs the doubts in Ainosuke's heart. For sure, it didn’t matter now when Ainosuke is intoxicated with the happiness that comes from sharing a meal with the one he loves.

Tadashi watches how happy his boyfriend is. It fills his heart with a softness he used to think he should not be feeling. It is the weight of the guilt that has settled over the years since he realized he was in love with his friend.

Now he is conscious of Ainosuke's scent; his closeness. He wonders why it was easier to fall into the bottomless pit of lust whenever he was with him.

It was unnerving.

He hates the feeling.

Maybe he should continue taking his suppressants, if only to prevent the lust that always burns him when he thinks of Ainosuke.

There is no logic to what he feels.

He is afraid that he is being too aggressive and might put his boyfriend off. It has always been him who receives aggression, there were only a few times he was the giver, but even then, he didn't feel this kind of lust.

Omegas were supposed to lust in a way that channeled the desire to bear the child of their alpha mates. They were not built to lust, thinking of impregnating their alpha partners, but every time Tadashi touches Ainosuke, this thought is at the back of his mind: he wants to breed Ainosuke; fill him up with his cum; force him to bear his child. It was like he was echoing the things that he always whispered in his ears. It was frightening. It was like he was becoming like him.

Tadashi flutters his lashes as he tries to shoo away the negative thoughts that fill his head. When he settles his eyes on Ainosuke's mouth, he notices a blot of sauce sitting at the corner of his boyfriend's lips. He leans in to lick it off.

"You had sauce on you," Tadashi says as he withdraws.

"I thought it would be a waste."

Ainosuke turned very red at the realization that Tadashi had licked him. He couldn't help but notice how fast his heartbeat was.

"Tadashi…" Ainosuke grabs Tadashi's hand.

"This love attack from you is bad for my heart!"

Tadashi gapes at him.

"I want to go ahead and marry you now. Ugh."

Tadashi fell silent. The words shot an arrow right through his heart, swathing him in a warmth that made him feel giddy. He basks in the feeling and leans against Ainosuke.

"That's the plan, isn't it?"

"We'll be together for the rest of our lives."

Those words brought the brightest smile to Ainosuke's face.

"Yes!"

#sk8 tadashi #sk8 anime #sk8 adam #sk8 the infinity #tadaai #fics #scent

[gwtwoimpsarewe]

Welcome to the Family

So, this story won’t make a lot of sense without context; but I’ll save that for another post. I wrote it to enjoy it and it’s my first full OC full prose. Hopefully ya’ll enjoy it too.

A quick helper tho set after the prologue bound by blood. So mild? Spoilers? 

Lorcan Vulthon - Norn, Roughly about 26 (circa 1332),(Ex-)Wolf Shaman,  (Ex-)Auxiliary Iron Legion Engineer, Vigil Initiate. Yes he was raised by wolves. (Not literally) 

Zariah Dào - Human, Roughly about 42 (circa 1332), (My Commander for the game, but operates under Lt. Commander to allow for easier rp), Warmaster of a Vigil Company, Lorcan’s new Boss, Has not tapped out since Claw Island. 

Veeck - my necromancer reaper I haven’t made but am taking from an old DnD character of mine, Asura, age unknown, The Deacon of Pain,  

A jungle stalker, tiger and one other feline mini follow him around that’s the joke. One of the JP’s for the Tiger den Achievement is what sparked this. 

Not sure what to tag it but it starts funny ends feelsy, found family vibes, if descriptions of eyes squick you (no harm just who’s looking at you, sudden eye contact etc) be wary or pass on, fluffy angst I suppose, emotional breakdown,

it ends happily I swear! 

(Don’t panic if things seem to change, I post and edit as I go otherwise I get locked in perfectionism spiral and never post at all.) 

-

“Boss.” 

Eyes shielded from the setting sun, Lorcan peered out over the landscape, comm at the ready. 

“Boooossssss.” 

Dusk crawled toward the horizon. Hazy smoke trails blown over the open fields lazily from the nearby mill, an end of a lovely day, on all accounts. 

“Boss!” 

The receiver came to life in Lorcan’s hand with an exhausted sigh of static as Lt. Commander Zariah sluggishly answered, “Yes, Lorcan. What is it?” 

The smile pulled over Lorcan’s face, unable to resist the urge to tease. “Kinda, an odd time of day to be sleeping sir.” 

It was utterly incredible how he could feel the dry stare-down and complex half lecture on the misuse of communications equipment in a brief pause. 

That was talent right there.  

Another sigh brought his attention back in, “I wasn’t, thank you, did you need something?” 

Brightening, Lorcan sat down in front of the mess of fur and leaves, “Yeah! I found your cat bed!” 

“… What.”  

Lorcan gestures at the pile of leaves at his feet although his officer couldn’t see it. “Yeah! One of your Sylvari, the one with the monotone-” 

“-Ours, and their name is Eir, -” 

“-Said one of your weird tiny death machines-“ 

“-Again, wild animals, and not mine-” 

“-Yeah, yeah, the striped one ran off and went to bed everything-” 

“-Tiger; and has been making beds not bedding, your Common is improving-” 

“I found one!” 

The crackle and whine from a heavy static sigh made Lorcan wince and pull the device from his ear. 

“...… You’ve found a tiger.” 

Something about the suddenly calculating monotone made his insides squirm as he forced the cheerful up another notch. “Well no, but I’ve found its bed, and now we have each other’s scents, and I probably will find it and we’ll form a life-long bond like rangers and shaman-” 

“Lorcan.” His name came gently, cutting off his rambling in a way that had nausea setting in. 

“I’m grateful you found one, does it look fresh?” The genial tone was almost disconcerting after seeing nothing but jaded exhaustion, and it was wrong. 

This was not how this works. 

This was a crank call. Because he’s Lorcan. The rambling loud, obnoxious idiot whose superiors while agitated are fond of. Lorcan, who did not want to do this all over again but here they are, and Zariah! Who’d barely known him three days! 

Who took him in without blinking after getting cut off from his war-band, who trusted him enough for a reconnaissance mission. Who put up with all his antics so far with a droll but benign stare; who—

A rustling came finally, along with the clink and slosh of what Lorcan knew to be the large mug of coffee usually in hand. 

“Lorcan-” 

“Stop that,” his throat felt tight, half leaping to his feet into a defensive stance, “You—Don’t-” The plains suddenly felt suffocatingly small, leaving him on edge and snarling into his comm. 

Burn him, what was he doing. 

“Lorcan.” 

“Stop that!” his ears were burning, eyes stinging against the smoke in the air. It was his name; it was just his name what the tar was his problem? 

The placid silence that followed nearly had him throw the damn thing down onto the rocks. Embarrassment burned viciously under his skin. He was better than this now. He wasn’t- 

“Lo-” 

He turned the comm offline. 

-

It was long past dark by the time he’d calmed down, eyes red and throat raw, hunched at the base of the tree.

Great first impression.

Really sold it this time.

Groaning, he dug his face into his knees to do something other than mope in the dark like a moody cub. Or worse start up again.

A skittering of rocks and not entirely muffled metal had him look up in time to see a silhouette with an obnoxious Asuran light nearly blind him.

“Mind if I come over? You turned your comm off.” Zariah inquired tilting his head to the side just before the last jump. “I can stay over here. Just wanted to-”

Lorcan waved him off with a flippant hand and shoved his face back down. “Make sure I hadn’t broken-”  

“-Your bones. Yes. Or anything else important to your personal self.” Zariah moved over the outburst with both a note of finality and comfort that had Lorcan looking up out of instinct, only to wince again at the mini sun in his Commanders hand.

“… If you're going to jump over, douse the Mouse-Light. Before I lose my eyes.”

 Immediately, the object dimmed down and out before far more familiar sounds came and a torch sparked to life. “Sorry about that, but I’ll ask you to refrain from derogatory names. Veeck is a valued member of our team and cares deeply about our survival.”

“… The Asura.”

“Yes.”

“Who rambles on about some new Entity?”

“Of Pain, yes.”

“… Boss.”

“Not up for debate, Lorcan.”

Heaving to his feet with a sigh, Lorcan reached out to him; “Well, can’t let them upstage me now can I. C’mon I’ll catch you; it won’t give you enough light without the M--……. beacon. From the Deacon.”

Zariah landed with a grunt into his grip. “You’ll have to share that one, they’d love that-what is that an idiom?”

“Not a clue.” Wearily sitting again, Lorcan stopped short as something small and purring wormed its way into his lap. “… Uh…”

“She likes belly rubs, and she can smell tears.” Was all Zariah offered settling next to him and safely anchoring the torch in front of them, while the Stalker wiggled about before she settled solidly into Lorcan’s lap. Big eyes batted up at him, as if pointedly proving Zariah’s point; said belly up and offered.

Slowly, Lorcan answered the demand, a new deeper slew of purrs unleashed in repayment. “I thought you said they’re wild.”

“They are. Or were, a few years ago. They found me in the Maguuma, when Mordremoth was; well you know.” came the easy answer, as Zariah set about digging in his pack and handing over a wrapped meat smelling something to Lorcan who merely blinked at it.

“You haven’t eaten since before you left and I know how Norn eat. Eat your dinner.”

Gingerly, Lorcan accepted the meal; before peering at him. “… Does this get any weirder?”

“Only if you let your guard down long enough for them to steal it.”

“Wh-Hey!”

 -

They sat like that a long while, quietly; with a lap full of warm purring death machines, a belly full with warm food and drink, and tired eyes watching the torch slowly burn down to a smolder.

The lecture never came; the ‘we’re alike you and I’ speech, the wise mentor talk, whatever he’d been expecting. Zariah just sat there, relaxed and was… well, there.

But then it made sense didn’t it. He was a tactician for a military organization, one of the high tier leaders in the Pact, leader of his own company; and Lorcan was an accomplished engineer and a perceptive people's person when he wasn’t being difficult. 

There wasn’t anything to say.

He’d freaked out, he didn’t want to freak out, but he did. He’d reverted to causing a scene and trouble because he was a full inferno of freaking the blazes out. About what any of this meant now. About where home was now. What he would do now. What his purpose was now.

Had another identity crisis in an evening flat because he kept trying to put it in a title. Wolf Shaman, Auxiliary Charr—anything that wasn’t just him. How else could he go back and show that he’d changed after all? Prove he was all grown up out of his awkward paws making a mess of everything.

Except he hadn’t had he-

“pWaCKth!”

Lorcan spat fur out of his mouth, leaning away from the incessantly batting paws from his lap companion.  “Hey! Hey! Hey! C’mon!”

“I told you. She smells monologues.”

“You said tears.”

Stretching out with an innocent hum that edged too close to playful to pass as sincere, Zariah rose a brow at him, “Mm? Did I? I must have misspoken. So terribly sorry.”

The words pulled a snort out of Lorcan at the obvious lie, “So, what, she just slaps you in the face at random? Or she’s just psychic and knows when you're spiraling every time.”

Turning towards him, Zariah rose the brow higher, something of a smirk toying in the corner of his mouth. “Oh, definitely a psychic; when I need it. Constantly. She can tell usually because,” His eyes glanced meaningfully at Lorcan’s lap, “I’ve ceased to pet her.”

Lorcan paused, looking to where his hands had fallen stagnant some time ago on her back, much to the indignant pout on her face. “… Oh.”

“Well.” He chuckled at his own obliviousness and began smoothing hands down her head and spine apologetically, much to her delight, “S’a good trick.”

“She tries.” A yawn dragged out the end of the sentence as Zariah settled down more against Lorcan’s side who moved to accommodate him.

Eyes glanced at the time curiously, “Aw burn me, Boss I’m-”

“Safe.” That firm tone was back again, even as exhausted as it sounded. “And that’s all I care about. We’ll go back when you’re ready.”

“Don’t you have paperwork to do?”

“Great thing about paper, it’ll be there when I get back.”

“What about orders? Don’t you have to know what’s”

“Anything I need to know, I’ll know through my comm, if it’s of immediate importance. As for orders, there are other commanders.”

“… How many hours you running on here?”

“Two and a half, I was in fact sleeping when you called me.”

“Boss-” An incredulous laugh cut short by an overused stubborn excuse.

“I had coffee.”

-

Silence lapsed again, softer as the torch barely glowed embers and Zariah’s breathing began to deepened, and slow against his side.

It wouldn’t have made sense for how lax Zariah was, after seven years of nearly non-stop war and fighting; if the moon wasn’t glinting off four Iron Legion Sharpshooters standing guard nearby that Lorcan could now see.

“Boss?” swallowing around the lump in his throat, Lorcan nudged him again. “Hey, Boss.”

There was a slurred hum, eyes not even opening as Zariah lifted a brow in answer “Mmn—yes Lorcan.”

“… Thanks.”

“S’ what ‘m here for.”

-

Epilogue (aka beeps an giggles)

For the weight of a Pact Commander, Zariah was unnervingly light once you removed the pack, armor, weapons, felines, etc.

Which Lorcan awkwardly got to know firsthand as the pint-sized (seriously how small was this guy) Asura fussed around this way and that muttering too fast to keep up with.

It was a very odd feeling of you break it you buy it, with the Commanders sleep schedule. Which cemented in his mind as no one else seemed bothered by the ranting Asura at his feet. 

“-two months! Two months! Not even! We were so close, on ordered leave, relaxing, vacationing, nearly had it! But no! The evil little box of death opens its evil little mouth and ruin everything! This does not please the Pain!”

Lorcan made the mistake of uttering “Does anything,” before realizing the error as he became the subject of the bespectacled, laser sharp, owlish gaze before off again as they moved in thought. 

Finally, with a decisive nod, they firmly shouted up to him, “…… Milk! Milk and Ink!”

(Seriously did the guy think he was deaf? Though they looked like they’d fit into his boot with room to spare, and he wasn’t exactly short himself.)

A tiny hand lifted into the air, fire in their eyes; “I shall explain!”

“Please don’t.” Lorcan begged.

“Easy Squeak-A-Veak, lets save converting until after we get Boss back to bed for a few hours. We’ve already got orders to meet up with General Soulkeeper in the morning.” Came the beautiful rescue from one of the other officers Lorcan couldn’t put a name to.

Whose hands lifted up immediately in a placating gesture, as the tiny Asura looked ready to implode, “Rephrase, to head over to General Soulkeeper in the morning.”

Small detonation avoided, the medic, nodded with minimal professional sulking, “He’s napping on the way there.”

“As always, you can try small fry, you can try. Eir wanted to see you; I’ll see that Boss gets settled yeah?” Offering a fond amused look, they winked at Lorcan who wasn’t honestly sure what to do with himself at this point of being ‘Boss-shelf’.

Veeck squinted but turned and left with a toddle out of the room. “I know what you’re doing and I don’t appreciate it but yes I will leave and stop scaring our recruit.”

“… Wasn’t scared.” Came late and lamely as the officer chuckled and lead him in to where Zariah was staying for the time being.

Which for the first few moments Lorcan was sure they got the wrong room before he finally spotted a bed past all the paperwork. “Is that a war table?”

“Mini-sized yeah, Rye sleeps in his office, it was the only solution after a long drawn out internal war lemme tell you.”

“How is that a win?”

“He used to do it on a cot armed with a coffee pot, and don’t worry about Veeck. Squeakers is harmless; they get dramatic with displeasure and pain cos it’s like a prayer offering? I think? I’m trying to follow it but I need a few more run throughs. They’re a lot calmer day to day.”

“…….. Oh! Good to know, thanks—ah…”

“You forgot my name already didn’t you.”

“……………………..”

Laughing they helped settle Zariah down and into bed, even tucking them in. Which by this point, Lorcan had one final question.

“…… Sooo, kinda curious. Why he’s not; you know.”

“Twitchy as fleas about being handled like a doll? He usually is, but this is day four of small naps and I made his coffee decaf. He’s out cold for the next three to five hours.”

“Burn me.”

“It’s a good thing, say goodnight if you want; just hit the lights when you're done. I’m catching a few myself before we hit the road.” They offered with a wave before heading out.

Lorcan absentmindedly gave a wave only to perk and try to call out; “Wait! You didn’t--…… tell me your name. Tar’nfeathers.”

Sitting down with a sigh he glanced over at Zariah, and with a crooked grin leaned over. “Night Boss. Still totally going to steal your tiger.”

A brow raised as tired, but amused eyes snapped open, “Still totally not going to let it happen.” Zariah challenged as Lorcan shrieked with a flail and fell off the bed. 

“Burn! Tar! and Feather You!”

Yawning with a final chuckle, Zariah listened to him stalk off and turn out the lights. “Good Night, Lorcan.” 

“Welcome to the family.” 

#Lorcan #Zariah #Original Content #Writing #gw2 #gw2rp #personal fic #Tags to edit later #The epilogue is a drop in quality because it was for ha has #My Oc's #The Vigil #Guild Wars 2 #lws5 spoiler warning #if your confused your fine #I haven't posted a lot of my characters arcs and stories #if any #so #tada confusing first peek #editing out any naughty language was hard forgive me if i missed any #I will fix if Ifind any

[musings-from-mars]

@nuts-and-dolts-week - Day 4: Fireflies

Thank goodness for Atlas’ climate control. As Ruby walked along a pathway towards her rendezvous point with Penny, she could see the nighttime snow falling in the distance. And yet, even on this outdoor hallway at Atlas Academy, she felt comfortable in her Atlas-branded nighttime attire.

Ruby wondered what Penny had to show her. She had described it as important, but didn’t let on about anything further. All she had said was to meet her at the northwest corner balcony on the fifth dormitory floor. She had something to show her.

Ruby turned a corner and saw her, still dressed in her (admittedly very cute) green and white attire. Ruby wondered humorously if Penny even owned any other clothes as she neared. Penny was sitting on the stone balcony railing, her back to the glittering city in the distance, swinging her rocket legs to and fro. When she spotted Ruby approaching, she beamed and hopped to the floor. “Salutations, Ruby!” She called, waving to her.

Ruby winced and hurried over awkwardly. “Keep it down, I don’t want to get caught outside my dorm after curfew.”

Penny held her hands behind her back bashfully. “My apologies, I am just so excited to show you what I have for you.”

“You have a present for me?” Ruby asked, smiling. “That’s so sweet of you, Penny.”

She grinned with pride. “I do hope it lights up your life!”

Ruby tilted her head to the side at her curious word choice, then became even more confused when Penny turned her face upward, and her neon green eyes lit up, flashing a couple times. Ruby stepped back and looked around, trying to figure out what Penny was signaling to.

Then she saw it... A firefly?

Ruby couldn’t believe it, but she recognized the unmistakable insect as it fluttered down toward them. Ruby was speechless as the bug landed in Penny’s outstretched hand. “Tada!” Penny said proudly. “Your very own firefly!”

Ruby had so many questions, like how Penny managed to train a firefly to fly to her hand on command, and also how she managed to get her hands on a firefly in the frigid Atlas climate. But she only managed to get one question out at the moment: “How?”

Penny raised her hand to Ruby’s face. “Look closer.”

Not knowing what else to do or say, Ruby leaned closer to study the insect. Or...was it an insect at all? “Is it...robotic?”

“Indeed!” Penny said with excitement. “Fireflies are not native to Atlas, but I remembered how much you loved them, so I had the idea to make you one.” She then took Ruby’s hand with her free one, opening it with her palm facing up. “Here, you can hold it.” Penny tilted her hand to the side, and as if by command, the robo-bug crawled from Penny to Ruby. It felt so light and realistic, its tiny legs tickling Ruby’s skin. “Do you like it?” Penny asked hopefully.

Ruby was astonished as she stared at the tiny robot. “How did... Did you build this?”

“I did!” Penny said with a nod. “Quite a long time ago, in fact.” She looked down, holding her hands behind her back. “I missed you, and...fireflies always remind me of you, because of that picnic we went on together back at Beacon...”

Ruby turned her attention away from the firefly for the first time since Penny had handed it to her. Was Penny...blushing? “You missed me?”

Penny nodded, keeping her head turned downward, but she peeked up at Ruby and smiled bashfully. “I did. Very much. And so I started constructing a little firefly. Having it around always made me feel a little better.”

Ruby’s mouth hung open as she glanced back down at the bug, still sitting in her hand, content.

“I always promised myself that if I ever got to see you again,” Penny continued, “I would give it to you.”

“But...” Ruby shook her head, her voice trembling. “Penny, this is your firefly. You don’t have to give it to me.”

“I told you it helped me feel better when I missed you. But now you are here.” She smiled, and it was clear to see now that she was blushing, a faint lime green tinge in her freckled cheeks. “Being able to give it to you means my hopes came true. I regret having not caught a real one during our picnic. But...I thought this would be a suitable alternative. I caught one for you, in a way. I spent so long looking forward to getting to share it with you, so we could relive that...date...”

Her voice faded when she noticed how close Ruby was to her now, and her eyes went wide when she felt Ruby’s hand gently touch her cheek. She closed her eyes as the distance between them closed.

“My firefly...” Ruby whispered, and she kissed her.

The firefly took off as Ruby’s other hand moved to hug Penny by the neck. As it was trained to do, it flew to Penny’s bow and landed on top of it, blinking slowly in the night. It might have been a synthetic creation, but holding it in her hand had granted Ruby’s wish all the same.

#nuts and dolts week #nuts and dolts #rwby #ruby rose #penny polendina #drabble

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Cyber Bullying Aran (Part 4)

Pairing: Suna Rintarou x Reader

Summery: Suna and [Y/N] are from rival clans and they‘re suppose despise eachother but they met in college and they kiss kiss fall in love 👍

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“A Suna? Studying here in the same College as me??” The daughter of the [L/N] clan whisper shouted at the tall blonde in front of her while Tadashi watches them drinking his drink.

“You’re joking, there’s no way that god decides to let my rival clan come here when I’m here Kei,” The blonde male chuckled dryly and shrugged, “Ok, first of all, I’m not sure. I just heard it as a rumour around my campus. Tadashi can back me up on this,”

Elbowing the green haired male’s arm beside him, making the male nod and agreeing to whatever the blonde said.

“FUCK OFF KEI-“

Tadashi snorted from the girl’s sudden outburst, she quickly slapped her own hand over her mouth. Mumbling a couple sorrys, she sat back down and showed her middle finger towards her blonde friend that’s struggling to contain his laughter.

Groaning, the girl took a sip from the tea her freckled friend asked her to order, only to gag at the disgusting taste from the drink. Grabbing for the coffee that Kei ordered, she drank it instead of the disgusting tea.

“You’re making me anxious over a rumour you bastard,” Leaning her forehead on the table and started to fidget with her fingers underneath it.

Raising both his hands like he’s innocent, the blonde mocked the girl’s words. “Nope, it’s all on you [Y/N]. You and your overthinking brain,”

Turning and putting her chin on the table, the girl used her [E/C] eyes and glared at the male before her.

“Come on [Y/N], maybe it IS a rumour and you’re just overthinking about it,” Tadashi said, trying to ease the anxious girl by rubbing her shoulder.

“Yeah yeah, let’s hope you’re right Tada,” Sighing at the girl’s negativity, Kei helped the girl drank her tea and continues to let her drink his drink. “By the way, I don’t know if it’s just me but I feel like that dark brown haired guy has been staring at [Y/N] for a while since your outburst,”

“Fuck, what if it’s the Suna guy,” [Y/N] whimpered, still anxious about the rumour being true or fake. Quickly taking a peek at the said male that’s been eyeing the girl like a hawk, Kei gave the girl a pat on the head for an attempt to sooth her anxiety.

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“Earth to Suna Rintarou? Are you there?”

The boy hummed and broke out of his trance, looking at the blonde twin that called out for him. “What,”

“Are you gonna continue to stare at her or are you gonna start drinking your black coffee before it goes cold and you waste it,” Osamu said as the rest of the groups stares at the raven in confusion.

“Right, sorry,” Slowly taking the cup and bringing it to his lips, he eyed the girl that’s sulking and went back to his coffee in hand.

“…Aren’t you supposed to be rivals with that [L/N] girl…?” Aran said as he nudged the black tipped hair man sitting next to him, making the male shrug and pointing back to the son of the Suna Clan.

“Yeah,”

“Then…why do you look like you’re interested in her…?” Shinsuke asked, raising an eyebrow and taking a bite from his cake. The twins looking at eachother then looking back at their friend.

“Just wasn’t what I thought she would be like when I heard she was from the Clan,” Rintarou responded and placed his cup back onto saucer.

Atsumu hummed and nudged his twin, “Told you he’s not interested, you owe me 5 bucks now idiot,” The gray haired twin rolled his eyes at his sibling’s childishness and nudged back harder.

“Hmm, your face says differently tho,” The black toned male said as he ate his sandwich, making Rintarou and the twins look at him curiously.

“Ok you bachelor student,” The raven head said dryly with a smirk, making the blonde twin snort and choke on his food.

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A Miraculous TikTok Account

Part 24

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People were starting to settle down as the night stretched on.

Chat felt kind of weird about the sleepover, if he was being honest. He was technically the host, but he hadn’t planned any of the activities. They also hadn’t let him help out at all. Sure, it seemed they were throwing the sleepover for him, but it felt weird to not be involved at all when it was being held in his own room.

(He also wasn’t stupid enough to think that they had decided to do the sleepover for purely innocent reasons. Rena and Ladybug were paying just a little bit too much attention for it to be mere curiosity. He had nothing to hide except for the trash and clothes he’d stuffed in his closet to make his room look cleaner, though, so he was fine with it.)

Still, it was kind of nice.

He looked at the other four.

Carapace was sitting cross-legged a few feet away, his back facing away from everyone as he worked on his bracelets. He was singing random showtunes to himself, but his singing was getting cut off at random due to his giggles at whatever he was doing. Chat tried to peek over his shoulder and Carapace gave an overexaggerated gasp and flung himself across the floor to keep the bracelets out of his sight.

“No peeking!”

“Alright! Alright!” Said Chat, shaking his head exasperatedly even as a smile threatened to make its way across his face.

Carapace narrowed his eyes at him suspiciously for a moment before slowly returning to his spot.

Ladybug was apparently only half awake, though it was hard to tell if this was the effect of the wine or the lack of coffee. Carapace had given her his hoodie when he’d seen her shivering and now she was swamped in the fabric. This didn’t seem to bother her, though, as she barely swayed in time with his singing.

Rena had finished all her bracelets for everyone already, opting to just make braids of each of their costume colors. Now she was weaving thread into Chloe’s hair.

Chloe was putting the finishing touches on her fifth bracelet. They were all the same, alternating black and yellow threads. Still, it took a while to make all the knots necessary for hers.

He looked down at the friendship bracelet attempts in his hands and bit his lip. The strings he’d chosen were knotted and bent awkwardly and, really, it was beyond repair --.

He gave up, tossing down the attempts and grabbing new strings. He started just spelling out everyone’s hero names on strings that were the colors of everyone’s eyes.

“Done,” he said, his ears burning with shame. He didn’t know anything about friendship bracelets or friendships and general and if it wasn’t clear to everyone before they’d definitely have figured it out now --.

“Wow. Amazing job, Chat. You’re a master craftsman,” said Chloe, sarcasm dripping from every letter she spoke.

“You… you don’t have to wear it.”

Chloe scoffed. “Shut up. I’m never taking it off.”

“Oh… but you don’t have to, really --.”

“I’m. Wearing. It. Screw. Off.”

“... okay,” he said, a tiny smile playing at his lips.

He gave everyone else theirs and, though he noticed they were all putting them on their ankles where they’d be harder for people to see, he couldn’t help but be happy that they were accepting them at all.

Carapace held up his five completed bracelets with a bright smile. “Tada!”

He walked around and started tying them to everyone’s wrists.

Chat saw both of the bugs look confused as they read over the block letters on theirs, Rena gave a short puff of laughter when she saw hers, and then he finally got to see his...

FURRY.

He rolled his eyes at Carapace but let him tie the bracelet to his ankle.

“What’s a ‘buggie’?” Said Chloe in a voice that said she was pretty sure she didn’t want to know.

“It’s a furry, but for bugs.”

“... how do you know that?” Asked Ladybug, sinking back into Carapace’s/her hoodie with a yawn.

“A few years back I joked that I was a furry and someone told me I was technically a ‘scaley’. Obviously, I had to know if everyone else was a furry after that or something else.”

Rena snickered. “Likely story.”

“It’s true!”

“Hm. Sure. Chloe, I’m done with you. Ladybug --.”

“I have an important meeting for work tomorrow, sorry.”

“Fine. Chat, c’mere.”

He hesitated before he made his way over and allowed her to start messing with his hair obediently.

Chloe shuffled over to Ladybug. There was a beat before Ladybug lifted the bottom of the hoodie and allowed Chloe to climb inside.

Carapace groaned. “Why are you stretching out my hoodie?”

Ladybug smiled and brought a hand up to stretch the neck so Chloe could pop her head out the top. “Forgot it was yours, honestly.”

“I hate you.”

��Guess I won’t fix this, then.”

“Wait -- Ladybug -- listen -- I didn’t mean it --.”

Ladybug and Chloe laid back and stuck their tongues out at him in unison. Carapace glared halfheartedly at them for a little while before walking over and laying on top of them.

“Ughhhh get off you’re heavy,” complained Ladybug. “You’re going to crush me.”

“Good. I’m squashing two annoying bugs.”

“Renaaaaa,” tried Chloe.

“Can’t help right now, I’m doing Chat’s hair.”

“Rena,” tried Carapace.

There was a moment’s hesitation before Rena gently tugged Chat over so she could help Carapace smother the two and still add colors to his hair.

“Nooooooo…”

“Chat help,” Ladybug squeaked, reaching out a hand in an attempt to pull him closer for help.

He considered the hand for a minute before pointedly looking away, a smile pulling at his lips.

Ladybug mumbled a curse and resigned herself to the fate of being crushed under three of her housemates.

Rena eventually finished with his hair and she took a picture to show him the results. He’d always wanted to do stuff with his hair, and since his haircolor was so light it wouldn’t have been hard, but his dad had never allowed it…

He smiled brightly and sent it to himself.

Rena shielded her eyes and he looked up at her, his smile dropping into a confused frown.

“Are you okay?”

“You’re, like… sunshine incarnate. Can’t look at you dead on, it’s too bright.”

“Right? He could give Adrien Agreste a run for his money,” joked Carapace.

He wasn’t sure if he was blushing because his housemates thought of him like that or because his civilian identity was apparently that popular. Still, he brought a hand up to cover his mouth as a new smile stretched across his face.

Rena slipped off of the pile of miraculous holders easily and took a seat about a meter away with her phone, leaning back in a pile of pillows. “Carapace, Ladybug, both of you should get to sleep. You both have stuff in the morning.”

“But --,” tried Carapace.

“I WILL knock you out if I have to. And there’s no coffee to keep you awake.”

The two groaned quietly and Carapace fell beside the two bugs. Instead of leaving, though, he just grabbed the nearest blanket and wrapped it around the three of them.

Chloe scoffed and started shifting around in the blanket/hoodie prison she was currently trapped in. “Hey, let me out, I’m not tired yet.”

Ladybug and Carapace wrapped an arm around her and held her still before she could get up. “We have to sleep, you have to sleep.”

“I don’t --.”

“Pillows don’t talk,” said Ladybug, nuzzling her face into Chloe’s neck with a yawn.

Chloe didn’t look particularly happy about it, but she did quiet herself.

Carapace reached his free hand towards Chat without looking over and he stared at it before taking it. He was pulled down to join the cuddle pile so fast that they knocked heads. There was a mumbled ‘ow’ and a hiss of pain, but otherwise it was hard to tell that it had happened.

Rena tossed a pillow at the lightswitch, which was… odd, but it did turn off the lights, so… yay?

He closed his eyes and wrapped an arm around Carapace’s stomach. He could hear the others’ steady breathing as they drifted off one by one.

But, for once, Chat wasn’t finding it easy to sleep.

Some things are easy to ignore.

For example, Chat could, for the most part, ignore the knowledge that he was likely the only person in the house who was genuinely interested in being friends. Everyone else was perfectly happy being friendly (because who wants to fight people in their own house?), but that’s not nearly the same thing.

But, since Chat was starved for affection, he opted to ignore what he knew to be the truth. Did it really matter if Carapace was only allowing him to hang off of him for the sake of preventing a strong akuma if he was getting the physical touch he hadn’t received since his mother had died? Did it really matter if Ladybug was only playing nicer for the sake of convenience if it meant he could get compliments from her instead of insults?

Kinda. But he was willing to push those thoughts aside.

And, while he wanted to ignore this problem too, he really shouldn’t. Their safety was much too important for that.

There should be very few people that knew where they were. There were the people who Chloe had hired to help her move in, Master Fu, each other...

But that didn’t explain why Chat’s room was left untouched.

The only thing that made sense for that was his dad… He tried to brush the thought aside like he had been doing for the entire night, but it was far more difficult when the others were asleep and weren’t serving as a distraction.

Would his dad sell him out? Sure, their relationship wasn’t near ‘close’, but that didn’t mean that his father hated him, right? His dad had known for a while, though, almost since the beginning. Why would he sell out now? The information was slightly more valuable now that they were living together, yes, but was that enough to make him betray his son for a super terrorist?

Worse yet, could his father be Hawkmoth? He didn’t think so, because his father had been akumatized multiple times, but there was nothing saying Hawkmoth couldn’t akumatize himself. Then again, he’d been pretty interested in Chat’s ring when he realized who he was… or was that just innocent curiosity? He also lived in the center of the area that Ladybug had mentioned she’d traced the akumas to, but so did every rich person --.

Carapace pulled him closer, his hand sliding up his back to work at a knot in his back.

“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Chat teased, even as he pressed his face against his shoulder.

“You’re too tense.”

He let himself relax a bit. “Sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault you’re the worst pillow ever.”

“Even worse than Chloe?”

“Somehow,” said Carapace, and Chat could almost hear the smile in his voice.

And, because it’s really hard to have bad thoughts when you’re cuddling a friend and getting a massage, Chat fell asleep in minutes.

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Before You Go - Roxas x Fem!Reader

So...I’m not done with FF7r yet, but I recently watched the Masked Singer and the Turtle’s finale song really got me thinking so...Tada!

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                “Wait! Please!” I beg, reaching for his jacket.

                He turns on me. “Would you just get out of here?!” My hand recoils as if he’d struck me.

                His name barely falls from my lips. “Roxas…”

                “No! Whatever it is you have to say, I don’t want to hear it!” My heart breaks at the sight of tears in his eyes. “You think you can just spout some of your stupid motivational words and everything will be fixed! But you can’t! Whatever you have to say it’s just a lie! I’m not important or special; I’m not even my own person!”

                “That’s not true!” My knees feel weak but I just have to keep myself together, for him.

                “I AM LITERALLY A NOBODY!” he screams. He’s always been a somewhat volatile person, quick to anger, fighting against what he’s told, greedy in his emotions—loving without knowing limits. But this mix of rage and remorse has consumed him. “I’m the shell of another person! Someone without a heart! I’m not supposed to exist! So you’ve just been wasting your time with me!”

                “No!”

                “Yes!” He grips at handfuls of his hair. “And what does that say about you?! Loving the broken and hopeless?! Is that how you make yourself feel better about how pathetic your life is?!” The words are caught in my throat, the desperate argument I want to yell at him. “How can you stand it?! How can you sit there and pretend like nothing is wrong?! What deranged magic do you use to ignore it all?! Or are you just so gullible and naïve that you think that everything is actually okay?! How can you be that stupid?!”

                I grit my teeth, reminding myself that he’s just worked up; still, my hand grips at the fabric over my aching heart. It’s all I can do!

                “Well I’m not like that! Nothing is okay and it’s never going to be! People like me don’t get to be happy! And I’m sick of you trying to pretend that’s not true!”

                My voice fails, breath coming out in muted sobs.

                “I’m not doing this anymore,” he mutters darkly. No matter what he says, there’s sorrow and pain behind it all. I don’t know who this hurts more, me or him, but I’m afraid of what will happen if he leaves now.

                His mouth opens but closes again as he changes his mind. Instead, Roxas leaves it there and turns towards the black portal, leaving me behind in a complete mess.

                The grief becomes too much to bear. My knees meet the cold ground while uncontrolled sobs pour from my mouth. It doesn’t take long before a coughing fit overwhelms me, shredding my throat and spurring the pain in my chest. Flecks of crimson mottle the ground among the already fallen tears. This isn’t how I wanted to leave things, but I’ll never get the chance to fix it and that’s what hurts the most.

                I’m sorry.  

~~~~~ 

Roxas POV

                When the doors to the gummi ship open, I give a hasty goodbye to Riku and bolt off towards the town. Nothing’s changed, it’s just as I remember. Even if most of what I remember was of a replica, she wasn’t. She had been real, someone I had met before I had been taken, before I gave up on existing.

                I can hear my friends calling after me but I don’t stop; that is until I slam into someone hard enough to throw us both to the ground.

                “Ow…Sorry,” I grumble, rubbing my head.

                “Yeah, you-Roxas?!”

                My gaze snaps to the boy, meeting his brown eyes with the same shock. I’ve seen him before, but only in the fake world. “Hayner?!”

                “Roxas?!”

                “No way! Roxas!”

                Two others join us and I feel this strange mix of relief and confusion swelling in my chest. “Pence? Olette?”

                Pence takes my arm and hoists me to my feet. “You’re alright!”

                I’m afraid to ask, afraid to break whatever illusion of fate that gave me this moment of rightness. But I can’t help it. “You know who I am?”

                “Of course,” Olette says with the same smile. “We’re friends.” Her words strike my heart and I could just cry.

                Hayner clears some things up. “Maybe not the friends you knew in your Twilight Town, but friends are friends, right?”

                There we go; they know about me and they’re not the fake friends I had made. Still, they want to be friends and maybe I can do that.

                “Roxas!” Lea and Xion catch up. Lea scolds, “You can’t just run off like that.”

                “Are you okay?” Xion asks.

                Olette offers a hand to Xion. “Are you Roxas’s friends? I’m Olette.”

                Amidst the meeting of old and new friends, I suddenly remember my original mission. “Wait!” I grab Pence. “I’m looking for someone! Like this tall! Goes by the name _____!” I quickly give a rundown of what she looks like while trying not to shake the answers from him.

                “Wait, are you talking about the Lady of Sunset Hill?” Olette interjects.

                “Huh?”

                “Oh yeah.” Hayner folds his arms. “That girl who was at Sunset Hill all the time.”

                Olette goes on, “They say she was there waiting for her true love to return. Everyone saw her there but she was just some strange girl; it’s not like it really mattered to anyone. Until she disappeared.”

                “Disappeared?” I whisper. Inside, it feels like my heart is afraid to beat, like another moment forward will drag me closer to whatever bad news they’re harboring.

                Pence pries my hands from his shirt. “One day she just disappeared, leaving a note where she used to stand.”

                I take off a second time. I’m terrified. After everything I said, there’s no way she can be gone. She can’t be; I have to talk to her again. I know that note is for me, that I’m the person she was waiting for, despite how dreadful I’d been to her; so there has to be something in that note to tell me where she’s at. She has to be okay—I don’t know what I’ll do if she’s not.

                My throat is threatening to close up, agitating my anxiety but I don’t stop until I get to Sunset Hill. I’m immediately blinded by the sun peeking over the edge of the horizon, but I can just make out the shape of the girl. Filled with relief, I rush forward.

                And then I stop. It’s not a girl standing there, but a statue. At first glance, it could easily be mistaken as a being built in her image, but I can tell that the sculptor didn’t know her. They failed to mimic the lines of her gentle hands or the true softness of her face. The length of her hair isn’t quite right and they even omitted the scar across her arm. What they did capture is an intense emotion of heartache, and I’m sure that even that can’t compare to what it really was.

                The statue blurs and I have to drag my sleeve across my face to clear it up. Beside the statue, is a plaque with the words “The Lady of Sunset Hill” engraved across the top. Below the description is a piece of paper, pressed flat and displayed beneath a plate of glass.

 ~~~

                You were right.

                Nothing was okay. Life can be so cruel and so often it can feel like there’s nothing left for us to hold onto. I had no one, I was never going to make my dreams come true, there was no future ahead of me, my body was failing. My life was miserable and I hated every moment of it. Until I met you.

                I don’t know why. You were awkward and short-tempered, but we got along anyway. There were times I wondered how we even came to be lovers, but you made me feel like nothing else mattered than my time with you. And that’s why I never wanted you to see the dark side of me.

                So no, I was never okay. And maybe I was fool for pretending I was. But I don’t regret it. None of it. Because what was pretend became real with you. I’d never been happier than those moments I shared with you; all the times I got to see your smile, the way your eyes lit up, the smirk of your confidence, or even that adorable blush. You can argue all you want, but you really existed. You were somebody no matter what anyone else said. You had a heart because you showed it to me.

                I hope you found your answers. I hope that you came to accept yourself just as I did. I hope you’re happy.

                I’m going to miss the stupid jokes over ice cream and the comfortable silences watching the sunset. I’m going to miss you. I love you.

                Sorry.

~~~ 

                Some of the words have been distorted and faded by what I can only assume are tear stains, but her message comes through all the same: she’s gone.

                Knees in the dirt, I swallow the wail threatening to break out. The grief is overwhelming; beating my fists against the ground alleviates nothing but I don’t know what else I can do.

                “Roxas!”

                “Hey man, are you okay?”

                My jaw clenches, trying to hold myself together beneath my friends’ hands. If I open my mouth, everything will come out.

                “Is this her?” Xion asks softly. “She was so pretty.”

                Olette tells a story I didn’t want to hear. “A couple months ago, some people found her here unconscious. They rushed her away but it was too late.” A tremor ripples through me. “The sculptor was one of those people and picked up the letter she dropped. He was so touched by her love and sorrow he built for her.”

                It’s Lea who finally understands. “Oh no…She was the girl…She was the one you…”

                And that’s where I fall apart. I’m no stranger to self-loathing and I’ve had my fair share of misery, but never to this extreme. She’s gone and I’m never going to see her again. She’s gone and the last thing I did was yell at her. I said all those disgraceful things and berated her when she was just trying her best for me. I treated her so terribly because I was in denial while she was pushing aside her own problems for me. I shoved her down in anger while she was fighting a losing battle. Sure, my problem was traumatic too, but I’m still standing—she’s not.

                I’m never going to hear her laugh again or see that smile that made my insides feel like mush. I’m never going feel her warm hand in mine again. Her fingers will never play with my hair again and we won’t waste time staring at the sunset anymore. We can’t take any more ridiculous photos that make us smile until our cheeks hurt. She won’t be there to comfort me or cheer me on. I’ll never get to kiss her again, to feel her soft lips that always made me crave more. There are so many things I wanted to tell her but now I can’t. I’ll never get a chance to tell her I’m sorry, that I take back everything I said and beg for her forgiveness.

                And I’ll never get the chance to tell her I love her.

                If only I had known you had a storm to weather. 

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[minhoslut]

♡ summary: Y/N is a fairy in a world of magic hating humans, who moves into a house with seven young men after being kicked out of her old dorm. She learns about all their secrets while hiding hers for as long as she can. Lots of parties, games, sex and maybe even love.

♡ pairing: ot7 x fem!reader, fem!reader x various idols

♡ chapter: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | ? |

♡ series warnings: alcohol consumption, blood mention, drug use, mxm, fxf, threesome, foursome, orgy, swearing, anxiety, depression, past trauma, past abuse

♡ series genre: fluff, smut, slight angst

♡ series rating: R

♡ word count: 2043

♡ posted on: AO3

♡ chapter four: never have I ever...

When you reached the liquor store, you all exited the car and headed in. “I’ll gather the things the other boys want if you two want to find your own!” Namjoon suggested. Splitting up, you and Jimin wandered through the store. “What are you thinking of getting?” You asked him, looking at all the various bottles. “Mm, probably tequila, maybe some gin, beer… I’m a heavyweight so I usually drink a lot. Plus we all like to get blackout, so lots of liquor is a must.” You giggled and shook your head, “Makes sense I guess, I’m gunna get sourpuss and some raspberry vodka I think, maybe some growers… I’m a lightweight but I love to drink too.”

You both laughed and went on with your search, collecting bottles and finally heading up to the register. “Perfect timing!” Namjoon said smiling, his basket filled with beers, soju, vodka and rose. Once you had paid, you loaded them into the car and piled back in. Jimin connected his phone to the aux cord and turned the volume up. Up and Down by EXID blasted through the speakers and the three of you sang along as loud as you could. Your heart was full of laughter the whole ride home, these men were really becoming a great part of your life.

Back at the house, Jimin and Namjoon stacked the alcohol in the so called ‘buzz cupboard’ that held all of their other liquor as well. “I’m so glad you guys throw parties! I love to drink and dance!” You cheered from your seat at the island, a bright smile on your face. “That’s why we accepted your application, no one else seemed as interested in the parties!” Namjoon chuckled, closing the cabinet drawer and coming to lean on the island across from you. His eyes locked with your own and you could swear that they shimmered a beautiful deep violet. Shaking your head you hopped off the bar stool and slipped your shoes on, calling out, “I’m off on a walk be back sometime!” before heading for the woods surrounding the house.

The sun was peeking through the foliage as you walked, creating shadows that danced along the ground. You let your intuition guide you once again, just walking and walking, deeper into the woods. Eventually you reached a small clearing, covered with a beautiful green grass carpet. You slipped off your shoes and walked across the grass to the center, the ground was soft and cool under your feet.

The sun was shining onto you as you laid down, warming your skin and reminding you of your fairy home. It was times like this you would briefly wonder if you should have just stayed in your colony, safe in the arms of the trees, singing with the streams. The fact that your new home was close to nature would be comfort enough for now, but you never knew what you would choose in the future, though you would be on your own if you chose nature.

The idea of being alone was one of the few things you were terrified of, it was like a darkness that would consume you in an instant if you imagined it for more than a brief moment. Taking a few deep breaths you brought yourself back to the forest, the cool grass on your skin and the birds chirping in the trees. It was comforting here in the clearing, and you eventually drifted off.

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When you awoke, the sun had begun to set and you scrambled to get up quickly, rushing through the trees back to the house. You hadn’t meant to spend so long there, especially not asleep, and you felt bad for just vanishing. The lights were on when you reached the old house, and you could hear laughter coming from the kitchen, making you smile to yourself. Walking up the deck stairs, you entered your home and slipped off your shoes.

“She returns!” Hoseok called from the table, making you rub your neck sheepishly. “Sorry, I fell asleep.” You explained quickly, taking a seat next to Yoongi. “In the woods?” Taehyung said, disbelief lacing his words, “Yeah in the woods, it’s nice!” You pouted at him and served some food for yourself. “I like the woods too, Y/N! It’s so peaceful there~” Hoseok chimed, giving you a smile. You nodded your agreement and started eating happily, listening to the guys talk about their days.

After dinner, you all moved into the living room as requested by Jimin, confusion on all of your faces. “Tada! Let’s do never have I ever! Every finger down you take a shot, and the first one with all their fingers down has to chug the rest of the vodka!” Jimin declared when he returned with several packs of beer and a huge bottle of vodka. “Sounds fun!” You smiled, settling the worries of the seven men around you. Everyone grabbed a drink and settled in comfortably, ready to begin the game. “So who is starting?” Jungkook questioned, leaning forward excitedly. “Jimin obviously, he started this!” Namjoon said decidedly, making all of you turn to Jimin.

“Alright, alright!” Jimin said, raising his hands in surrender, “Um, never have I ever passed out from drinking.” A collective groan came from the group as everyone but Yoongi and Jin put down a finger, “Ok! Let’s continue in the circle! ” Jin suggested smirking, and all eyes turned to Namjoon who was sat beside Jimin. “Never have I ever skipped my class 3 weeks in a row.” The three youngest boys protested at Namjoons words, but he just laughed at them, “I had to say something to get Jimin down!”

Yoongi went next with a simple, “Never have I ever almost drowned in the pool because I was drunk off my ass.” Making Jimin glare at him while everyone else was having a giggle fit. “Did he really?” You asked wiping tears from your eyes, “Yeah, it was the shallow end too, he was just sitting down!” Taehyung said when he caught his breath, “You all better watch out now, if that’s how we’re playing!” Jimin threatened, but he was just ignored as Jungkook began his turn.

“Never have I ever had a threesome~” He said slyly, making you, Namjoon, Jin and Yoongi put down a finger, you caught some of their eyes widen when you put your finger down but you just smiled and shook your head, the more the merrier in your mind. Hoseok, Jin and Yoongi only had one finger down, while you, Namjoon, Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook had two. Hoseok was up next, “Never have I ever made out with two people at the same time.” His comment had everyone putting another finger down, putting him in the lead.

You all crushed two beers before continuing the game, which made everyone tipsy, since you had each finished one already. Taehyung was up and he hummed for a moment before saying, “Never have I ever had sex on a balcony!” This time Hoseoks finger went down along with yours, Namjoons, Yoongis, Jungkooks and Jins, Taehyung laughed at the scowl Hoseok had sent his way when he asked the question. “Alright Jin you’re up~” You teased, putting a hand on Jins thigh and squeezing slightly.

He cleared his throat, a smirk on his lips as he announced, “Never have I ever cum on the couch.” This knocked down a finger on Jimin, Jungkook, Hoseok, Taehyung and Namjoon, leaving them blushing and you, Jin and Yoongi with tears of laughter in your eyes. “That was a low blow Jin, you better be ready!” Jungkook said shaking his head. You tapped your lips as you thought of a good question, smiling as you said “Never have I ever kissed anyone in this room.” Just like you had thought, your question made everyone lose a finger. “No fair Y/N~ Taehyung whined, but you just giggled at him.

By now a good amount of vodka was missing from the bottle and you were all sufficiently drunk, with the current stats being Jin, Yoongi and you with 3 down, Taehyung, Jimin, Hoseok and Jungkook with 4 down and Namjoon in last with 5 down.  The game continued for a while, words slurring more and more, while questions got extra sexual. You were basically fucking them with your eyes whenever you put down a finger, seeing as you had a pretty long sexual history and most things had you taking a shot. They seemed surprised by it, and you could tell they were trying to even the playing field by making specific digs at each other.

The game ended with Hoseok drinking the remainder of the vodka, though that ended up not being much, since a ‘shot’ had really evolved into giant sips straight from the bottle. Everyone was giggly and unstable as you all finally stood up from your circle, you stumbled and caught yourself against Jins chest so you wouldn’t fall. “Sorry handsome~” You slurred cutely before turning to face the group.

“Thanks for such a game so fun!” You managed to get out, though not in the right order. With a big two handed thrown kiss you clumsily skipped up the stairs and jumped into your bed, your body on fire and your mind a puddle. You had run away so you wouldn’t start begging for Jins cock in the middle of the living room, your drunk self tended to be even more bold and it wasn’t time for that, not yet.

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You must have fallen asleep soon after, since next you knew the sun was in your room once more. Sitting up you surveyed the situation, clothes were strewn about the floor and you were only wearing panties, so you must have stripped before passing out. Last night had been the perfect way to find out what kind of boundaries there were for the party tonight, and you were extremely excited to test them out.

Slipping on a black robe and grabbing a high cut hot pink tube top bodysuit and some black sweatpants with a checkered stripe , you made your way to the bathroom to have a warm bath. As you filled the tub, you removed the robe and your panties, and organized your pampering items in the space surrounding the bath. Since you were aiming for some intimacy tonight, you were using all mango scented cleansers, and doing a full body spa.

You put on some relaxing music and sank into the tub, relishing in the warm water surrounding your body. Sighing happily, you began your routine, scrubbing yourself clean, exfoliating, shampoo, deep condition etc. When you got out of the bath, you applied a nourishing face mask before starting on toweling off and moisturizing your body. Finished with putting on lotion and getting dressed, you rinse away the mask and apply your face oil before collecting your belongings and heading back to your room to deposit them.

Feeling clean and satisfied, you went downstairs to make a fruit salad for breakfast, surprised to find all seven men scattered around the downstairs. “Good morning~” You sang when you came to the landing, skipping to the fridge and starting your prep. “Morning Y/N.” They all called from their various seats, “I’m making fruit salad, anyone want some?” A chorus of “yes” answered your question making you laugh as you pulled more fruit from the fridge.

Once the salad had been made up, you asked Seokjin to set the table while you moved the large bowl over. Eventually everyone was seated and had their own serving of fruit to eat, and  hopefully help clear any hangovers they had. “I had a lot of fun last night! I love party games like that!” You said in between scoops of fruit. “It was really interesting, you’re not easily embarrassed are you Y/N?” Yoongi said chuckling, and the other six nodded in agreement. “Nope! If i ever was I’d say something~ I’d much rather be comfortable and close with the people I live with, as long as they are ok with it, of course!” You smiled at them all, happy that they seemed to be starting to push their own worries about you away.

#bangtanhq #bts #bts x reader #bts polyamory #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung joseok #kim taehyung #park jimin #jeon jungkook #everything is not what it seems

[leandraderaven]

Detours to Happiness Sneak peek chapter 11 - House of gold

Betty couldn't believe her eyes. He really thought about EVERYTHING. There even was a fucking electric kitchen counter, where you modify the height... and she didn't even cook for herself  - at least not physically – so she wouldn't need it. But hey better too much wheelchair accessibility than too less, right?, thought Betty.

The loft was beautiful. She had to admit that she really loved it. It was the perfect mixture of vintage and timeless elegance. But  somehow deep in her gut she knew, that there was nothing less to expect from her husband.

“Your assistants could sleep at the room of the other side of the loft... or if that bothers you, because a lost has no doors, the assistants could take the room upstairs. It would be different like in our home now, because it wouldn't be above us. It would be also be at the other end of the corridor... so... tada much more privacy. Jughead said with a smug grin plastered on his face and leaned towards her, supporting himself on her wheelchairs armrests.

“Do you like it?” Jughead asked hopeful.

“I love it babe. You literally but I don't think we really need six rooms AND a wheelchair accessible kitchen counter...” She said, but smiled.

He leaned even more forward and whispered: “Who said that we have to use this advantage for cooking.”

She gasped and clapped his arm playfully.

“JUGHEAD!” She shrieked and turned crimson.

Jughead chuckled and Veronica pipeded: “Okay I am just going to pretend that I didn't figure what he was  talking about.”

Betty blushed even more. The tone of her skin was now matching with her red matte lipstick...thought Betty embarrassed.

“Come on love. What if we plan to get more children?” Jughead ask as if  it was the most natural thing to say.

“What?” She almost whispered.

“It could definitely be an option.” Jughead said and smiled warm.

She didn't know what  to say and just felt her heart skip a beat. But before her mind got the chance to spiral, Jughead pecked her lips and suggested.

“Come on, love. I am gonna show you the bathroom. I still have some asses in the sleeves to convince you, that this is our dream house... our personal house of gold.” And they went to the bathroom.

It was beautiful, but she didn't figure why he suddenly grinned like a fool.

“Now I show you the magic what makes this house irresistible for you or us...” He said, still smiling in anticipation.

Betty furrowed her eyebrows confused as he went to the bathtub fumbling at it.

When suddenly the wall of the bathtup opens like some magical gate, she gasp.

“No way! No way! Oh my god!” She squealed and  laughed almost hysterically.

“That's a fucking wheelchair accessible bathtub.” She managed to say between laughter and then they changed into happy sobs.

Jughead rushed to her and said calmly: “Baby don't cry I can sell it, we don't have to buy it.”

“NO!” She almost screamed in panic

“So you want to keep the house?” He asked with a smile.

“A freaking wheelchair accessible bathtub!? Of course I want to keep it husband of the year” She said euphorically.

Jughead grinned even wider and said: “I know it would be my  ass in the  sleeve!” and kissed her leisurely.

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Coming next week on AO3

Until then catch up here

or read the first part of the “Spectrum” series called “I’m not what I seem like” here  

#bughead fanfiction #bughead fic #bughead #Detours to happiness #sneakpeak #chapter eleven #multi chapter #alternative universe #college #NYU #disability #disabled Betty #diversity #awareness #pregnancy with disability #motherhood with disability #marriage #marriedlife #society issues #coming next week #ao3 #mine

[hasbrobear-nsfw]

NoraXJaune

(Requested by @arc-carnage )

“RAGH!” Jaune hit the boulder again only for it not to budge at all. He let out a yell and threw the rock he was holding on the ground. Near him Nora day on a bigger rock twiddling her fingers nervously. “Guess I overreacted with those grenades huh fearless leader?”

Jaune sighed and sat on the rock in front of her. The pink bomber felt bad. “Jau-“ The Arc sighed. “Not now Nora.”

She flinched at his tone. He was stressed, mad, and tired at the same time ever since they got separated from their group. They stayed quiet for a bit until Nora spoke up. “I’m sorry about what I did.” The stress got to jaune as he snapped. “Well you should be!”

She looked at him in surprise as he did too. He let out a tired sigh and sat down ashamed. “I-I’m Sorry. It’s just, I thought this day would go my way. But guess fate has other plans.” He rubbed his face a bit. “Hey it’s my fault we’re stuck in here so why don’t I help break us o-“ He immediately answered back. “Can’t, if you shoot another grenade the whole cave will collapse.”

He said in a more tired than angry tone. Nora pouted as she thought to herself for a bit. Then she had a lightbulb above her head. “I got it!”  She took out a couple more grenades and the new ones Ruby made requested by her leader of course. “Tada!”

She had two lighting grenades in her hands and Jaune perked up at the sight of them. “Great idea Nora! Use the grenades to make you stronger and then we can both move the rocks out of the way!” Nora smiled brightly happy that he wasn’t down in the dumps anymore. “And that’s why your leader.”

She popped one and it shocked her as she used the strength to move some boulders around and Jaune did his best to help and they were making it through until the cave shook and then collapsed on them. Seeing a boulder fall towards Nora.

“NORA!”  Jaune quickly grabbed her by the waist the pulled her with him as they landed in his shield. The rest of the cave collapsed but surprisingly didn’t hurt them, just made the room even more cramp. “Damnit!” He yelled out as Nora tried to soften the mood. “Hey at least we know it wouldn’t work right? Ehehehe…”

Jaune sighed as he looked around. Nora was stuck on his chest and they had little room to even stand. “it’s ok Nora are you hurt?” Nora checked herself but felt something poke her thigh.  “Well no. But something is poking into my thigh. Must be a sharp stalactite.” Jaune remembered there were no stone pillars on the ground. “Isn’t It Stalag-“

Jaune Froze and realized what she meant. The cave had no Stalagmites and he was too busy keeping Nora safe to notice his own erection grow. He may or may have not looked at Nora’s caboose when she bent down to reach a boulder and couple times and now with her breasts pressed against his chest and her face so close to his, the heat of the situation was going up.

’Please don’t notice. Please don’t notice!’ He internally panicked as Nora got confused. “Wait a second…” His breath hitched before he felt a hand on his bulge. “It’s like it’s covered in fabric….. Hmm.” She turned her body to get a closer look at it and when her face was on the bulge she failed to notice Jaunes face was directly in front of her own ass.

“Hmmm……” She poked it a few times and it twitched. She then found the zipper and realized what she was actually doing and had a large blush grow on her face. “Hey Jaune.” Jaune gulped and answered back. “Y-Yes Nora?”  she then referred back to the stone. “Do you have a stalagmite in your pants?~”

If she could see Jaunes face he would be a blushing mess as she started gripping it with her hand. “You know. I’ve did hold these types of feelings for you Jaune.”  Hearing this the arc paused. “What?”  Nora blushed as she closed her eyes and spoke her feelings. “I-I kinda sort of. Maybe like you a lot.” Her leader wanted to know a bit more. “What brought this up?” Nora rubbed his bulge with a hand and let out a laugh. “Well besides the large 9 foot stalagmite in my hand, you’ve been so nice to me and don’t get too mad at me for my mistakes. When anyone else but Ren would be annoyed and walk away.” His cheeks burned as well as he felt her hand. “Ah… w-well you’re a valued member of JNPR Nora. We wouldn’t be the s-Ah!Me. Without you.” Nora took in a deep breath. “Jaune. I’m just going to. Say it I love you.”

Jaune was shocked to say the least but the shock changed when he felt his member become free to the cool air. He could practically feel Nora’s hot breath blow against it. “N-Nor-“ The pink bomber silenced him. “Shhhh. Let me do his for you my fearless leader~”

She started to lick the long shaft from top to bottom as Jaunes fingers found themselves on her slim waist. He was attracted to women yes like Weiss for being so elegant and beautiful, and Pyrrha for being so kind and strong. But Nora…. she was beautiful and really strong, and despite lacking some form of elegance (though in her own way mind you) she was beautiful in her own Nora’y way.

His thoughts were stopped when Nora shifted her body a bit and her skirt was closing in on his face. He decided to help her as well. First he moved his arms to go around Nora’s legs and moved her skirt up. And there it was her cute bubbly butt. Nora meanwhile had taken to sucking on Jaunes cock for all it’s worth only to stop and let out a cute moan when something Warm, wet, and Spongy touched her panties. She let out a long moan. “Hoooooh….. Jaune…”

Jaune used his hand and moved the fabric aside to reveal Nora’s glistening womanhood. He then started licking it and felt Nora’s legs shake a bit from the pleasure. ’Is it odd that it’s sweet? Probably from all the Syrup and Pancakes she eats’ He thought to himself as he started enjoying pleasuring Nora.

Regardless Jaune was enjoying his time with the pink bomber as she continued to service him. Then soon enough both were reaching their limits and were close to climaxing. “HmmmJmmm~!” “Nmmhmmmm!” they moaned each others name during their orgasm. They both came at the same time with Nora’s mouth being overflowed and Jaune drinking up her sweet nectar. Nora pulled away with a flushed face as she panted. “Pfwaaa…. Wow Jaune…” Jaune moved away as his mouth had her juices on him. “Ha… Ha… that was… amazing.”

Nora then moved herself to have her face near Jaunes again. She smiled as she cuddled to his chest. “I’m so happy right now.” Her leader let out his own smile as he put an arm around her back. “Yeah me too.”

X

The two looked at each other as their blue eyes locked on and they kissed with Nora being the more dominant one as she tasted herself on Jaunes lips. Soon oxygen called and they retracted. “Woah….. I taste great..” She giggled while Jaune was still dazed.

“hehe. Hahaha.” Jaune started laughing and Nora joined in too as they hugged each other with their laughed echoing through the cave.

(Outside)

Ruby was looking around the forest as they got to the cave entrance. “Oh where could they be!” Their chaperone Glynda calmed her down. “It’s alright Mrs. Rose well find them eventually.” Blake who was nearby heard their laughter and looked at a small hole in the ground. She called the others. “Their over here!” They came over the cave. “Good job Blake.”  They started to dig their way in with Glynda moving the boulders aside.

(Inside)

Nora was now comfortably laying on Jaunes chest as she looked at the cramps walls. “You know. If we live here we could still keep going.” Jaune looked at her oddly. “Nora as much as I would love to keep going, I’d rather we be more comfortable.” The pink bomber was panicking a bit seeing how long they’ve been in there. “But…. it could take days! Weeks! Even years! All’s they’d find are two virgin body’s that stuck tog-“ They then saw a light break open as their teacher found them. “There you two are!” Nora pouted a bit as they were being taken out. “Drat.“

Once they got out of the cave they both were given water and food as they got ready to leave. As they started stretching Nora saw Jaune Looking her way and decided to stretch and reach down for her toes. “Ah~ morning like a good stretch Eh fearless leader~”  Jaunes face turned scarlet. “Oh! Uh yeah that’s right Nora.”

He saw that she had no panties on and was wondering where were her pink undies? His attention was teken by his fellow leader. “Hey Jaune you’ve got something in your hoodie.”

“I do?” Jaune reached for it and felt a soft moist fabric and froze. He smiled and looked at Ruby.  “It’s Nothing Just a leaf.” Ruby smiled at him and nodded. “Ok!”

He took the piece of paper that was with the undergarments.

“So ready to get into the actual fun eh fearless leader? I know I am~”

XOXO Nora~

A few days after the cave incident Jaune and Nora’s friends start to notice how close they were getting. Ren was fine with it of course, and others like Yang, Blake and Weiss were happy for them it didn’t pay much mind. Though the two other red heads of the group were irked by this.

Ruby sighed walking through the hallways with her weapon. “well…. maybe I should polish Crescent rose to get my mind off it.” Ruby was a bit sad to hear that her crush was taken but was still happy for the two of them and tried to ignore it. That is until she didn’t notice which room she went into JNPRs.

Ruby immediately got her weapon and a rag with some tools to polish it until she heard noises coming from the door. “Come on Jaune!” She heard Nora’s voice and then Jaunes. “Alright Alright.” She quickly dashed into the closet with her weapon and peeked through the opening a bit and was surprised to see Jaune and Nora kissing like horny teenagers. ’Wait a minute… They are horny teenagers!’

She kept quiet with a crimson hue gathered on her face seeing them get more intimate. “Jaune. Remember that note I gave you?” Jaune recalled the note and nodded. “Yeah.”

“Time to use it!” Saying that Nora quickly stripped herself of her uniform and was now bare for only Jaune(and Ruby) to see. Now Ruby was not one to get jealous but when she saw Nora’s ass and breasts she grew a bit envious for her. “Come on Jaune ~”

“O-ok….” He was flustered since he hasn’t seen her whole body naked only the best parts on some occasions. He started stripping himself of his uniform and that’s when he heard a gasp come from someone. Jaune paused and looked around. “What was that?” in the closet Rubys eyes were wide as she saw his member between his legs. ’Oh my god…. that’s not a katana…. it’s a freaking Claymore!’ Nora just shook her head and smirked at his body now in view. “Who cares, lets get started shall we?~”

She then got on her knees as started to rub Jaunes cock with both hands while licking the tip. She pulled away and poked his cockhed. “BOOP!~ She heard Jaunes hard breathing and grew a blush on her cheeks.

Ruby meanwhile looked at them with labored breath as she started to fondle her own breasts in response. ’I shouldn’t be doing this’  She looked at the two again and saw Nora moving one hand down to her own pussy. Rubys eyes widened at the hot act. ’Oh my gosh!’ Nora felt herself getting wetter as she started sucking on Jaunes cock even more to the point where he was close.

“Nora.here it comes!” She moved her head back as he shot his load out all over her face. She sighed happily and wiped it off with her hand and licked it. “Just like last time.” Jaune smirked at the Valkerie. “Heh well last time we were in a cramped cave. This time.” He went behind Nora and picked her up and sat on the bed as she placed her feet on his thighs. “We have more room to move.” Nora let out a giggle as she felt him kiss her neck a bit. “Jaune that tickles!- Ah~”

She felt him bite her neck and suck on it for a bit before retracting his mouth. Her sweet skin now had a hickey on it. “Naughty~ you know I’m going to give you more of these right?~” She purred as she felt the pleasurable sting from the love mark. “I was hoping for one or two.” He laughed nervously, he did want them but not too many that people would stare at him oddly.

“Right But first.” She rubbed her asscheeks and they hotdogged Jaunes dick in between them. He let out a groan as she moved her body up and down. Jaune looked at her body with a flushed face as he put his hands on her sides. “N-Nora….” As this was happened Ruby was already masturbating with one hand under her skirt and the other inside her uniform as she pinched her nipples and rubbed her clit. She panted as she saw the two. ’Hah…. Jaune..’ She was imagining Jaune was the one doing these things to her as she listened to his low moans. Nora paused and gave jaune a seductive stare. “I think you’ve enjoyed yourself enough ey fearless leader?~”

“Nngh…Right…” He held her by her thighs and lifted her up a bit to enter her pussy but she stopped him with a hand. “Now I’m all down for that base. But let’s be a bit more adventurous~” She guided him to prod her other hole as she spread her ass a bit, and once she went down to get the head in they both let out a loud moan. ’Agh! Dang! And it’s just the tip?!’ The valkerie thought as Jaune had similar thoughts about the pink bomber. ’She’s so tight! It’s like a vice!’ Ruby gasped as she saw the insertion ’She’s letting him use the backdoor?!’

Ruby was close to orgasming with her finger going in and out of her pussy but couldnt let it out. She saw Crescent rose on the ground and had an idea.

’Don’t Worry I’ll clean you later.’ She put it in its sniper form and saw the handle point upwards. She sat on it only to pause. If there was any chance she would get with Jaune. She should save herself. Take a note from Nora’s book so to say. She then placed both hands on her asscheeks before spreading them and put the handle into her asshole. At the same time though Nora then took all of Jaunes dick inside her ass. “Ahhhhh~! “Aahhhhh~!” Both beauties let out loud yells with Noras overshadowing Rubys.

“Nnngh!” Jaune panted and saw that his whole cock was inside Nora and saw her straining to take it. He put a hand to her clit and rubbed it soothingly causing Nora to mewl as she slowly moved up and down. Ruby who has tears starting at her eyes in pain waited a bit before sighing and started to do the same now feeling the pleasure instead of pain. Both of them were now hopping and moaning out loud, though Ruby’s was overshadowed by Nora’s as she looked at the desk next to the bed and saw a lightning grenade and grinned. “I-Ah! Have. An… ideAh!~”

She picked up the grenade and slowly crushed it and felt all the electricity flow through her as she went even faster. Jaune let out a loud moan as he gets Nora’s ass pat against his waist at a fast rate before he finally came. In the closet Ruby was moving faster as she imagined the handle being Jaunes dick though a bit shorter than the real thing and came as well. “NNNMMGHHH NORA!” “Hah.. AAHHH JAUNE!”

Jaune fell back on the bed with Nora laying on his chest while Ruby pulled herself from Crescent rose and laid against the floor half naked and tired. All of them were breathing hard as Nora cuddle with Jaune. “You really went all out huh?” Nora teased.  “Isn’t That What I should be telling you?” He said tiredly as he hugged her. “toshey.”

Ruby covered her mouth trying to silence her labored breaths as Nora got up and wobbled a bit before Jaune Caught her from falling and laid her on the bed. “Wowy! That seemed a bit much for me… I’m just going to lay here.” Jaune rubbed her cheeks with his hand softly. “Rest up Nora I’ll get our clothes.”

He went to the closet as Ruby heard his footsteps and couldn’t move due to how tired she was and closed her eyes before she heard a voice. “Hey!”

Wait her door didn’t open. “There it is.” Jaune came out with his pumpkin Pete pajamas and looked at Nora. “You had them?” She blushed and looked away laughing nervously. “I-I like to wear it sometimes…” Jaune smiled at her as he shook his head a little. “You could’ve just ask.” In the closet Ruby sighed in relief. ’Oh thank God.’

#nora valkyrie #Jaune Arc #Smut #ruby rose #Nora's Arc

[lune-hime]

Tatted Up (Chocobros + Luna x f!Reader)

No Ragrets about my new tattoo

(I want to get a tattoo soooo bad)

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Noctis

“Y/N, you have something on your arm.” Prompto called as you walked towards your lawn chair.

“What?!” You squeaked and shook your left arm frantically checking for, six forbid, a spider and almost spilling your freshly brewed cup of ebony in the process.

“No, your other arm!” Prompto exclaimed, hopping up from his own chair. Wiping a hand on your upper arm to disperse whatever was on your skin, no matter how many times the boy brushed it the little brown smudge peeking from under your shirt sleeve just wouldn’t come off.

“That is some serious dirt, it’s really stuck on there.” He had now resorted to picking at the speck, causing a fit of giggles of erupt from your chest.

“Oh my god Prom you scared me.” You laughed, the shock of a potential insect chilling on your body quickly washing away. Your laughter only further confused the boy as he leaned in closer to your arm to see it better.

“What’s so funny?” He asked perplexed, blue eyes fixed intensely on the spot. You set your ebony down in the chair’s cupholder unable to hold in more giggles.

“One sec.” You said, holding up a finger and slipping away into the woods. A moment later you reappeared with Noctis in tow.

“Uh, hey Noct?” Prompto blinked.

Scarily in sync, both you and the prince suddenly rolled up the sleeves of your tee shirts revealing matching behemoth tattoos. Prompto’s jaw dropped and continued to drop as the two of you proceeded to squad pose in the middle of the campsite.

“Ugh, not again.” Gladiolus rubbed his temple, groaning. “They were doing this all day at the Citadel yesterday after they got them.”

“Wha- hey don’t encourage them!” He yelled as Prompto instantly went into photographer mode, snapping pictures from various angles.

An audible sigh could be heard from the grill, where Ignis stood pinching the bridge of his nose as he flipped the last hamburger.

Prompto

“You didn’t.” Your best friend gasped at the image on your wrist. The sleeveless cocktail dress left nothing to the imagination and any partygoer within a ten-foot radius would be able to catch a glimpse of the masterpiece on your skin. At this royal gala there was no uniform or jacket to cover the, one could say unique, image that was now a part of your body.

“Wait it looks less regrettable when we’re together.” You explained in defense, setting your champagne glass down after one final sip and pulling your friend by the arm. The two of you weaved through the sea of Insomnia’s elite until you reached the terrace. The iridescent fish in the large aquarium installment paled in comparison to what now adorned your wrist. They seemed to stare you down as you approached the now neatly combed mop of blonde hair that stood in front of the aquatic structure.

Not bothering to pull him away from his conversation with Gladiolus, you rolled the sleeve of his suit up just enough to expose the pale freckled skin of his wrist. Placing your arm next to his, your friend gasped. The images of two brightly colored chocobos stood squawking at each other from your arm to Prompto’s. Your chocobo sported the traditional yellow feathers, the same color as Prompto’s hair, while the one on his arm had a hue akin to your own locks.  

The two of you gave your friend a cheesy smile, causing them to deadpan.

“You two really are perfect for each other.”

Ignis

Ignis’ foot would not stop tapping. The thudding of his dress shoe against his office floor echoed off the walls of the spacious room. He had been in this jittery state ever since you had left a few hours ago to get your tattoo. Not just any tattoo, however, but your first tattoo. He absolutely would have gone with you, but paperwork forbid him from leaving his office at the Citadel. Although there was nothing he could do about it, and you were very understanding, he still felt bad. This was your first tattoo after all and as your boyfriend naturally he wanted to be there for all the big milestones in your life. He was a bit worried for you at first, as you got anxious anytime a needle was anywhere near you. Yet when you had reassured him that you would be fine and that a close friend of yours would be going with you, he relaxed a little. That is, until you disclosed which close friend was tagging along for moral support.

“Don’t worry about me Iggy, Nyxie is coming with!”

When you had told him this Ignis didn’t realize it, but he was squeezing the pen in his hand with a little too much force. He had always felt a little envious of your relationship with the member of the Kingsglaive; as the two of you had been friends since you were younger. He felt stupid for feeling this way and he knew your relationship with him was completely platonic, but your closeness to the confident and charming man brought out Ignis’ insecurities. It wouldn’t have bothered him so much if it was another friend, but as Ignis sifted through the mountains of paperwork he could feel the green-eyed monster slowly possessing his body. And Ignis didn’t get jealous; it was a tedious emotion that wasn’t worth wasting time on. He also didn’t usually have the particular urge to punch anyone, but at the moment Nyx Ulric had a very punchable face.

So, when you burst into his office later that afternoon he expected Nyxie to be with you too but was pleasantly surprised when you were alone.

“Iggy I’m back!” You bounced in through one of the large double doors, plastic wrap around the reddened skin of your lower arm. Seeing the happiness on your face instantly brightened his mood and the intrusive thoughts that had previously preoccupied his brain began to fade away. Swiveling in his office chair, he found you beaming at him from the other side of his desk. Your smile was contagious, and soon a grin began to spread across his face as well at the sight of you.

“Hello love, how did it go?” Ignis’ eyes fell to the plastic wrap; a movement not undetected by you as you quickly placed your arms behind your back before he could catch a glimpse of it.  

“It went really well! Painful as hell, but it turned out exactly how I wanted it.” You replied, excitedly shifting on your feet.

“I’m sure it wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle, you once sat three hours with a killer wasp stinger in your leg.” Ignis praised, resting his elbows on his desk as he leaned in closer to you. You both grimaced at the memory, but you quickly waved it away.

“Nyx called me lame for flinching a couple times, but other than that it didn’t hurt that bad. I made sure to squeeze his hand extra hard when it did sting though to get him back.” You huffed. Ignis bit his bottom lip as the unwanted feelings of jealousy washed over him once more. That hand you had been suffocating should have been his.

“So, am I going to get to see it?” He blurted out, sounding a bit sourer than he intended. Your eyes widened slightly and a playful smirk danced across your features as you realized his current mood. Adjusting your posture so you stood up straight, you whisked your arms out from behind your back and held them out in front of you.

“Tada! Isn’t it cute?” You squealed happily. Ignis tilted his head to the side as he viewed the tattoo. Sitting on your forearm was a simple, small cup of ebony with delicate lines of steam emerging from the top of the mug. Before he got the chance to comment on it you cleared your throat and spoke, voice soft.

“It combines my two loves; coffee and you.” You cooed, smiling lovingly down at your arm. Who knew something so small could make Ignis’ heart swell so much. Whatever grudges and doubts Ignis had felt earlier had been disproven by the little design. The way you regarded the image with such affection gave him butterflies.

Before you knew it, you were engulfed by a pair of strong arms and assaulted with kisses all over your face. Giggling, you wiggled in his tight hold to look up at him.

“So I’m guessing you like it?” You smiled, craning your neck to meet his gaze.

“Like it? I find it absolutely stunning. I love it, and I love you.”

Sighing contently, you snuggled closer into his broad chest. For a while you two stayed like that, relishing in the warm of each other’s embraces. After a few moments you spoke up, voice muffled by the hug.

“You know, I didn’t take you for the jealous type Iggy.”

“I don’t get jealous, darling.”

Gladiolus

“Wow sis it looks so cool!” Iris gawked at your new tattoo. You leaned into your chair at the café as she traced her fingers lightly over the patterns, offering a giggle from you whenever she hit the ticklish spot on your shoulder. Since you had last seen the younger girl you had gotten a floral tattoo on the back of your left shoulder and she could not stop fussing over it, calling you “so much more badass than Gladdy now”.

The two of you had had a girl’s day out shopping in the city; which included getting matching moogle plushies and much more clothing than what was practical. You were thankful to spend some one on one time with the little Amicitia, not only because you loved Iris but because you needed some more estrogen in your life after spending nearly every day with four college aged boys. 

The two of you were currently unwinding from your busy day at a café that had a beautiful view of the Disc of Cauthess while you waited for the boys to get back from a hunt nearby. You hummed happily, resting your head and arms on the back of the iron chair, enjoying the view while Iris continued to trace the lines of your tattoo.

“You guys look like you had a fun day.” A husky voice called behind you. The rest of your squad had noisily made their way up the stairs, getting dirty looks from the other patrons as their post-hunt adrenaline disturbed the previously peaceful chatter that surrounded the rooftop. Gladiolus made his way over to the two of you; ruffling his sister’s hair before briefly cupping your cheek, rubbing it a few times as you leaned into his touch.

Gladio gestured to the plethora of bags, pursing his lips when his gazed reached the giant moogle struggling to fit into the paper bag. He looked to you and Iris with a raised eyebrow.

“This is Barnaby. He’s our son.” You said with a straight face, patting the stuffed creature on the head.

“Hopefully our future kids don’t look as ugly as him.” Gladiolus huffed. You returned his bemused grin with sticking out your tongue.  

“Hey, Gladdy have you seen your girlfriend’s beautiful tattoo?” Iris piped up, still preoccupied with the design.

“Of course, I have. I’ve seen her other one too.” He replied nonchalantly.

Iris furrowed her eyebrows and wiggled in the chair, scanning every inch of visible skin on your body.

“I don’t see another one.”

“Exactly.”

You choked on your sip of iced coffee and Iris visibly gagged.

“I think I need to go rinse my ears out with bleach.”

Lunafreya

“Sister is that a tattoo?” Ravus questioned, as he entered the parlor room. The two had just finished with a busy day filled with politics and official oracle business. It wasn’t often he had the chance to see his sibling; always caught between military excursions and confidential dealings. It was these rare times that he got to spend with her, although he would never admit it, that he valued most.

Lunafreya jumped at the sudden inquiry, causing Pryna to jolt awake from her spot next to the oracle on the large sofa.  

“O-oh yeah, I got it about a week ago.” She replied, laughing nervously. The question had caught her off guard and she already felt the heat beginning to rise to her face.

Ravus cocked an eyebrow at her peculiar behavior. What kind of tattoo could make her so flustered?

As he drew nearer to where she rested he could see the image just below her collarbone more clearly. It was a detailed little drawing of a crescent moon with several stars surrounding it. Ravus noted its artistic quality; it was quite tasteful and not overly flashy.

“It’s one of Y/N’s drawings.” Luna explained, a soft smile rising on her features at the thought of you. She rose from her spot on the couch, with a whine of protest from the sleepy pup beside her, and made her way over to where her brother stood in front of the entrance to the balcony. The floor to ceiling windows blanketed the room in the warm mid-afternoon light. The natural lighting made the image stand out against Lunafreya’s pale skin and got caught in her hair, turning it an ethereal silver. Taking inher appearance he thought the little image complimented her well.

“It makes it seem likes she’s less far away whenever she goes back to Insomnia.” She explained, turning her head to the side to look out upon the lively landscape of Tenebrae.

“Does it hold any special meaning?” Ravus asked, causing her gaze to slowly tear from the window to meet his own. He noted the redness of her cheeks as she spoke.

“Well, she always calls me her moon and I call her my stars.” Luna’s blush grew tenfold as she told him your nicknames for each other. She then smiled, placing her hand over the design and rubbing loving circles over it.

“Heh, it sounds so silly saying it to you.” She said awkwardly, flustered as if you were still her middle school crush.

The smallest of smiles graced Ravus’ face and he placed a hand on her shoulder just above the tattoo, rubbing his thumb along the exposed skin.

“I think It suits you.” He praised. The grin that adorned his sister’s delicate features widened at his remark and she beamed up at him.

There was no doubt Ravus had mixed feelings about Insomnia, its royal family, and its guard. But he was positive that the one good thing that came out of that city was you; for you made the only reason he had left to smile, smile too.  

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  “And, that's a wrap!” It was like cotton was all around him. “Alright everybody-” Surrounding him, cocooning him from loud sounds and harsh lights. Maybe he wasn't even there anymore, Bim didn't know, thinking was getting so hard, why did he have to think anyways? Thinking just makes him tired. At least they've stopped being so loud. The cotton he was trapped in felt more like a gift now.

    What had he even done today? Bim silently questioned if he'd even moved, or if he'd always been here, warm and fuzzy, but in all the wrong ways. Was I on camera? He tipped his head towards what might have been the sound of Wilford laughing, or was it someone crying? N-no, I wasn't on camera… ‘M justin assistant now. Stupid job, wanna do more. Hmm, his train of thought seemed to be melting into one big bowl of confusion, wonder what the Host's job is like...

    “You did it!” Soft arms slamming against his frame broke Bim free from his peaceful emptiness. Reality crashed back into the show host, bringing pain and burning exhaustion with it. It was Yandere, their hands having moved up to gently shake their friend's shoulders as joy wrapped their words of congratulations like a gift to the other.

    “I'm so proud of you!” Proud? It seemed like the cotton couldn't be pulled from Bim's mind, he couldn't understand his friend's words, and his need to just stop thinking kept growing. “Bim?” Feels heavy… “B-bim, c'mon buddy you're squishing me!”

   “Yan?” Where was he? Oh God it's so bright. Just wanna sleep. “I feel kin’a tired.”

    And then Bim was gone, his full weight tumbling onto the ground as Yandere's smaller frame failed to hold on to him. If the sound of his skull cracking against the stage's hardwood flooring hadn't told the other's that something was wrong, Yandere's panicked screams for help did.

    Thankfully Doctor Iplier had been on set today. The doctor had been required for a particularly dangerous stunt- Dark had refused to let it happen without him there, something about keeping Wilford from burning the building down, and never again. The man found himself kneeling besides the unconscious show host, hands already pressing against flushed skin as he began to fire questions off at Yandere. “What happened, did he eat anything, has he touched anything?”

When the only answer the skirted teen could offer was babbled nonsense, Edward was forced to shout. “Now, Yandere!”

     “I-i, I don't know!” Doctor Iplier had his fingers pressed down against Bim's pulse point, a grimace tugging at his lips when the beat weakly pulsed through dangerously warm skin. “He just passed out, I didn't do anything, I swear!”

    Ignoring the teen, Edward looked out to the crowd that’d slowly gathered before pointing to a random person. It was one of the Jim's. “Go shut off those stage lights,” he turned to the next person, a random intern with far too many sparkles on his skirt, “Get me a wet cloth- lukewarm, not cold,” and finally he turned back to Yandere, “Help me get his coat off, he's running a high fever, and I need to get it down. Now.”

    Without another word, Yandere was turning their friend onto his side, his jacket pulled taught as it was yanked off of stiff limbs. Once the thick material was gone, Doctor Iplier loosened the unconscious man's tie before he made for the buttons on Bim's pristine button up, only intending to unbutton the collar. However, once the button was popped, Edward could see the slightest bit of purple peeking out from beneath the white shirt, and the rest of the buttons quickly followed.

It turned out that Bim's torso had been littered in an entire galaxy of bruises. Some were barely noticeable, while others seemed to have just formed. Before the Bad News Doctor could investigate further a folded towel, damp and slightly dripping, was pressed into his hands. Without even looking at the intern, Edward pressed the cloth to Bim's forehead, pulling back when the other let out a weak moan.

      “Bim?” Another mean broke free from the show host's lips. “Bim, it's Doctor Iplier, I need you to tell me if you know where you are.”

       The doctor didn't get an immediate response, instead, Bim took a moment to take in his surroundings. “What happened?”

      “That's what we're trying to figure out,” Edward shifted the cloth into Yandere's hands before pulling out a pen light, “I need to ask you a few questions, but this shouldn't take long.” Forcing Bim to look at him, the doctor began to test his pupils while asking, “Do you know where you are?”

      The only feasible answer Bim's disoriented mind could present was, “Stage,” but before the doctor could continue, the show host was trying to force himself upwards. “Ngh- Le'go,” Yandere's hands were wrapping around his arm, trying to force him back down, “No, let go! I gotta-, can't stop, I haffta work!”

        Edward wasn't listening to Bim's please, his hands teasing the show host back down by his shoulders. “Bim, it's okay, I need you to relax!” The sick man was already running out of energy, his struggles becoming weaker and further apart as puffs of air began escaping him. “That's it… Just relax.”

      When Bim finally stopped, his lids heavy and his head lolling to the side, Dr Iplier continued, “Alright, I need you to stay calm for me Bim, I'm not sure how sick you are yet, but outbursts like that could make it worse.” When Bim's only response was to let his eyes slip closed, Edward had to reach out and tap his cheek. “Hey Bim, I need you to stay awake… Bim!”

      The show host had stopped responding, and from another quick check Doctor Iplier found a thready pulse and a fever that was almost too hot to touch. “Shit!” Edward went scrambling for his own phone, quickly firing off a text to one of the Google's. “Alright, fuck-,” Looking up, the doctor found himself locking eyes with a crying teenager (one with homicidal tendencies to boot), “Y-yan, don't worry, okay? I'm gonna take care of him, he'll be fine.”

        Yandere quickly looked away, eyes flitting over Bim's face. He looked uncomfortable, like someone had taken a hot poker and kept jabbing him with it. Yan didn't like it. “Fix it.

       The empty sound coming from the teen's voice sent a cold shiver down the Doctor's spine, “I will, don't worry.” He reached out to push the sweat soaked hair out of Bim's face, wincing again from the heat radiating off of the show host. “I promise, I will.”

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@septic-dr-schneep uh... tada? It's not great, and I got a bit bleh at the end but- My first sickfic, ever, and there it is! Goodnight time for bed.

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First Date

Harry:  Your first date with harry was at Hogsmeade. It was just a casual date strolling around and talking about random things and window shopping. You learned a lot about harry and at one point during the walk harry had somehow managed to slide his hand into yours without you noticing being too immersed in the conversation. You smiled and blushed once you looked down discovering that your hands were conjoined little butterflies erupting in your stomach.

Ron: Ron took you on a classic date to the Three Broomsticks. Surprisingly Ron didn't seem at all nervous as he sat next to you in the booth cracking jokes and making conversation. He seemed like he was the most confident person in the world. That was until he was telling this amazing story about a giant chess game and he got a little too enthusiastic with his hand motions and accidentally knocked your butter beer over. His face went as red as his hair as the amber liquid poured over the edges off the table and into both of your laps. After that there was a lot of apologies, bloody hells, and him throwing napkins everywhere.

Neville: Lets just say Neville was really nervous for your first date. He led you down the hallways of Hogwarts one weekend until we came to an empty stretch of hallways. I stood in front of a blank wall while Neville paced back and forth in front of it.

"Neville what are we doing."  I asked him lightly.

"Hold on" he mumbled a concentrated look on his face still pacing. He finally stopped and stood next to me as a door started to appear. I looked on amazed as Neville opened the door and led me into what like a simple room but when Neville turned on the lights multiple light bulbs hanging from the ceiling began to turn on one by one slowly illuminating the room. "I thought that since you like movies so much and seeing as I've never seen one. We could have a marathon...." he said trailing off looking at you shyly for approval. You smiled widely, pulling him over to the blanket fort that was set in front of the television. You and Neville settled down into the fort as the first movie started playing, Neville blushing furiously when you rest your head on his shoulder.

Fred: "Are you sure your not peeking" Fred said from behind me. I had my hands out in front of me while Fred had his hands over my eyes. I felt my foot get caught on something as i stumbled a little bit.

"Pretty sure i can't see anything Freddie" i said sarcastically. "where are we going any way?"

"I told you already its a surprise." He said chuckling. "Turn this way" he said guiding me to the left.

"I hate surprises especially from you and George." I said. For all I know this could just be another prank.

"This one is a good one I promise" he said stopping us. "Now don't open your eyes until I tell you."  I nodded my head keeping my eyes shut as he took his hands away. I heard shuffling and then a TADA!!!! I opened my eyes to see Fred laying across a blanket with a picnic basket next to him. I giggled walking over and sitting down next to him under the shade of the tree he had sat it under. "What do you think" Fred said smiling sitting up and looking at you. You smiled looking out at the sun shining off the water of the black lake.

"It's brilliant" I said smiling back at him.

"Oh we haven't even gotten to the best part!" Fred said smiling holding up the picnic basket.

George: I woke up to a gentle tapping. I sat up in my bed and looked around the dormitory to see every one sleeping soundly. I heard it again looking over to the door. I slipped out from under my covers putting my slippers on and went and opened the door. A tall redhead smiled down at me.

"George what is it? is something wrong?"

"No I just wanted to take you somewhere."

"Take me some where? George what time even is it?" I asked looking at him like we was crazy.

"maybe like 12 ish. I don't really know." He said shrugging. "all I know is that I've got everything set up"

"set up? for what? This better not be another one of your pranks again." I said pointing my finger at him.

"No its not" he said grabbing my hand and dragging out of my dormitory. "Its for our date."

"When i said I would go on a date with you i didn't expect it to be in the middle of the night. I need my beauty sleep."

"No you don't" he said smiling cheekily at me. I shook my head giggling a little as he dragged me out of the gryffindor common room and into the halls of Hogwarts. After a little while of padding around in our slippers we came to the door of an empty classroom. George pushed open the door and led me in. There were two desks pushed together covered by a table cloth to make a makeshift table with a candle in the middle and a plate of spaghetti on either side. "I know its not the best" George said quietly "But-"

"Its perfect" I said cutting him off smiling at him. He smiled and led me to the table and we both sat down and began to eat.

"You know you look really beautiful" George said blushing.

"I'm wearing pajamas and I have bed head." I said chuckling.

"You still look pretty beautiful to me" He smiled looking down at his food. I smiled too thanking him and continued to eat.

Draco:  You were actually the one who set up your guys' first date. For your first date Draco had cleared out the slytherin common room while you sat on the couch. He sat down on the couch next to you.

"So what are we going to be doing?" he asked looking at me curiously. I smiled leaning over the back of the couch pulling a box from behind showing him the front. "What the hell is Operation?" He asked his eyebrows scrunching up.

"Its a game" I said laughing at him.

"How come I've never heard of it?"

"It's kind of a muggle game...." I said trailing off looking at his face for a reaction "If you don't want to play this one I have a bunch of different games. I promise its fun Draco" I said resting my hand on top of his. He looked at me as if he wasn't sure still. "Pleeeaaase" I said jutting my lip out.

"Fine" He chuckled "But I'm not going to like it"

"Sure you won't " I said smirking at him as you opened the box. You played game after game and even somehow managed to get him to play twister with you after you had enchanted the spinner to spin by its self. Draco did end up really liking it even if though they were muggle games but he'd never admit it. He didn't have to he was smiling and laughing the whole time.

*Marauders*

James: You were never really a big quidditch fan but James was. So for the first date James had told you to come down to the empty quidditch pitch. When you got there you were really confused as James wasn't any where in sight.

"James?" you called out looking around for him.

"Over here!" he said waving over at you. You walked over to see he had two broomsticks, a quaffle, and other various supplies. I raised my eyebrows at him skeptically.

"May ask what this is for?" I said gesturing to the things He had around him.

"I" he said handing me a broom. "am teaching you how to play quidditch"

"I don't know if that's such a good idea" I said nervously.

"Trust me its a great idea" He said Putting a helmet on my head.

"Oh god" I whispered. He just chuckled shaking his head proceeding to tell me what I needed to do. We only did the basics like catching and blocking and we were never more than five feet in the air so if my "great" flying skills did fail me I wouldn't get injured. And even though you wouldn't have thought in the beginning you actually ended up really enjoying. Even if you were complete rubbish at it.

Sirius: Sirius' date was a simple one. Star gazing in the astronomy tower. There were no clouds in the sky that night and you could see the stars perfectly. You both sat on the pillows and blankets he had laid out on the ground. You guys mostly stayed in a comfortable silence gazing at the stars making the occasional remark here and there. At one point in the night Sirius even pointed out the star he was named after telling you that some people called it the dog star which you found completely ironic. It was a classic simple date, Sirius even pulled the yawn and stretch trick to which you just giggle and shake your head  leaning into him.

Remus:  You were waiting by the womping willow checking the note in your hand again.

Meet me at the womping willow at 7.

Wear something nice.

~Remus

It was about 7:10 and you didn't see Remus anywhere and were about to head back inside when you heard a sound. You looked around looking for the source when you heard it again. Psssst. you looked towards the tree to see Remus poking his head out of a hole.

"Come on" He said waving his hand for you to come over. I looked at him like he was crazy gesturing up to the gigantic branches of the womping willow. He laughed "It's fine come on." He said holding his hand out. I started walking towards him when the tree started to shuttered and I hesitated in my steps. "Your fine. It's not going to hurt you." You continued walking staring up at the ominous branches. When you got to him he grabbed your waist helping you down into the hole. "You look nice" he said once he sat you down. You looked down at your dress smiling.

"Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." you said flicking his tie in his face. "So why do we both look so nice while standing in a hole in the ground."

"well I thought since you were sick during the dance this year and couldn't go, we could have our own little dance." He said smiling at me leading me through the passageways that eventually led to a little shack. The drab room was illuminated by floating candles and a little record player sat on the floor playing music. You smiled at him beginning to hum to the music and dancing the night away.

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First Date Extended

Harry:  Your first date with harry was at Hogsmeade. It was just a casual date strolling around and talking about random things and window shopping. You learned a lot about harry and at one point during the walk harry had somehow managed to slide his hand into yours without you noticing being too immersed in the conversation. You smiled and blushed once you looked down discovering that your hands were conjoined little butterflies erupting in your stomach.

Ron: Ron took you on a classic date to the Three Broomsticks. Surprisingly Ron didn't seem at all nervous as he sat next to you in the booth cracking jokes and making conversation. He seemed like he was the most confident person in the world. That was until he was telling this amazing story about a giant chess game and he got a little too enthusiastic with his hand motions and accidentally knocked your butter beer over. His face went as red as his hair as the amber liquid poured over the edges off the table and into both of your laps. After that there was a lot of apologies, bloody hells, and him throwing napkins everywhere.

Neville: Lets just say Neville was really nervous for your first date. He led you down the hallways of Hogwarts one weekend until we came to an empty stretch of hallways. I stood in front of a blank wall while Neville paced back and forth in front of it.

"Neville what are we doing."  I asked him lightly.

"Hold on" he mumbled a concentrated look on his face still pacing. He finally stopped and stood next to me as a door started to appear. I looked on amazed as Neville opened the door and led me into what like a simple room but when Neville turned on the lights multiple light bulbs hanging from the ceiling began to turn on one by one slowly illuminating the room. "I thought that since you like movies so much and seeing as I've never seen one. We could have a marathon...." he said trailing off looking at you shyly for approval. You smiled widely, pulling him over to the blanket fort that was set in front of the television. You and Neville settled down into the fort as the first movie started playing, Neville blushing furiously when you rest your head on his shoulder.

Fred: "Are you sure your not peeking" Fred said from behind me. I had my hands out in front of me while Fred had his hands over my eyes. I felt my foot get caught on something as i stumbled a little bit.

"Pretty sure i can't see anything Freddie" i said sarcastically. "where are we going any way?"

"I told you already its a surprise." He said chuckling. "Turn this way" he said guiding me to the left.

"I hate surprises especially from you and George." I said. For all I know this could just be another prank.

"This one is a good one I promise" he said stopping us. "Now don't open your eyes until I tell you."  I nodded my head keeping my eyes shut as he took his hands away. I heard shuffling and then a TADA!!!! I opened my eyes to see Fred laying across a blanket with a picnic basket next to him. I giggled walking over and sitting down next to him under the shade of the tree he had sat it under. "What do you think" Fred said smiling sitting up and looking at you. You smiled looking out at the sun shining off the water of the black lake.

"It's brilliant" I said smiling back at him.

"Oh we haven't even gotten to the best part!" Fred said smiling holding up the picnic basket.

George: I woke up to a gentle tapping. I sat up in my bed and looked around the dormitory to see every one sleeping soundly. I heard it again looking over to the door. I slipped out from under my covers putting my slippers on and went and opened the door. A tall redhead smiled down at me.

"George what is it? is something wrong?"

"No I just wanted to take you somewhere."

"Take me some where? George what time even is it?" I asked looking at him like we was crazy.

"maybe like 12 ish. I don't really know." He said shrugging. "all I know is that I've got everything set up"

"set up? for what? This better not be another one of your pranks again." I said pointing my finger at him.

"No its not" he said grabbing my hand and dragging out of my dormitory. "Its for our date."

"When i said I would go on a date with you i didn't expect it to be in the middle of the night. I need my beauty sleep."

"No you don't" he said smiling cheekily at me. I shook my head giggling a little as he dragged me out of the gryffindor common room and into the halls of Hogwarts. After a little while of padding around in our slippers we came to the door of an empty classroom. George pushed open the door and led me in. There were two desks pushed together covered by a table cloth to make a makeshift table with a candle in the middle and a plate of spaghetti on either side. "I know its not the best" George said quietly "But-"

"Its perfect" I said cutting him off smiling at him. He smiled and led me to the table and we both sat down and began to eat.

"You know you look really beautiful" George said blushing.

"I'm wearing pajamas and I have bed head." I said chuckling.

"You still look pretty beautiful to me" He smiled looking down at his food. I smiled too thanking him and continued to eat.

Draco:  You were actually the one who set up your guys' first date. For your first date Draco had cleared out the slytherin common room while you sat on the couch. He sat down on the couch next to you.

"So what are we going to be doing?" he asked looking at me curiously. I smiled leaning over the back of the couch pulling a box from behind showing him the front. "What the hell is Operation?" He asked his eyebrows scrunching up.

"Its a game" I said laughing at him.

"How come I've never heard of it?"

"It's kind of a muggle game...." I said trailing off looking at his face for a reaction "If you don't want to play this one I have a bunch of different games. I promise its fun Draco" I said resting my hand on top of his. He looked at me as if he wasn't sure still. "Pleeeaaase" I said jutting my lip out.

"Fine" He chuckled "But I'm not going to like it"

"Sure you won't " I said smirking at him as you opened the box. You played game after game and even somehow managed to get him to play twister with you after you had enchanted the spinner to spin by its self. Draco did end up really liking it even if though they were muggle games but he'd never admit it. He didn't have to he was smiling and laughing the whole time.

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James: You were never really a big quidditch fan but James was. So for the first date James had told you to come down to the empty quidditch pitch. When you got there you were really confused as James wasn't any where in sight.

"James?" you called out looking around for him.

"Over here!" he said waving over at you. You walked over to see he had two broomsticks, a quaffle, and other various supplies. I raised my eyebrows at him skeptically.

"May ask what this is for?" I said gesturing to the things He had around him.

"I" he said handing me a broom. "am teaching you how to play quidditch"

"I don't know if that's such a good idea" I said nervously.

"Trust me its a great idea" He said Putting a helmet on my head.

"Oh god" I whispered. He just chuckled shaking his head proceeding to tell me what I needed to do. We only did the basics like catching and blocking and we were never more than five feet in the air so if my "great" flying skills did fail me I wouldn't get injured. And even though you wouldn't have thought in the beginning you actually ended up really enjoying. Even if you were complete rubbish at it.

Sirius: Sirius' date was a simple one. Star gazing in the astronomy tower. There were no clouds in the sky that night and you could see the stars perfectly. You both sat on the pillows and blankets he had laid out on the ground. You guys mostly stayed in a comfortable silence gazing at the stars making the occasional remark here and there. At one point in the night Sirius even pointed out the star he was named after telling you that some people called it the dog star which you found completely ironic. It was a classic simple date, Sirius even pulled the yawn and stretch trick to which you just giggle and shake your head  leaning into him.

Remus:  You were waiting by the womping willow checking the note in your hand again.

Meet me at the womping willow at 7.

Wear something nice.

~Remus

It was about 7:10 and you didn't see Remus anywhere and were about to head back inside when you heard a sound. You looked around looking for the source when you heard it again. Psssst. you looked towards the tree to see Remus poking his head out of a hole.

"Come on" He said waving his hand for you to come over. I looked at him like he was crazy gesturing up to the gigantic branches of the womping willow. He laughed "It's fine come on." He said holding his hand out. I started walking towards him when the tree started to shuttered and I hesitated in my steps. "Your fine. It's not going to hurt you." You continued walking staring up at the ominous branches. When you got to him he grabbed your waist helping you down into the hole. "You look nice" he said once he sat you down. You looked down at your dress smiling.

"Thanks. You don't look to bad yourself." you said flicking his tie in his face. "So why do we both look so nice while standing in a hole in the ground."

"well I thought since you were sick during the dance this year and couldn't go, we could have our own little dance." He said smiling at me leading me through the passageways that eventually led to a little shack. The drab room was illuminated by floating candles and a little record player sat on the floor playing music. You smiled at him beginning to hum to the music and dancing the night away.

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Day 6: Romancing in Barcelona

Written by: @porkcutletbowltrash

For: #yoiweddingweek Day 6 - Honeymoon

Summary:  “Is this…?” Yuuri asked with a soft gasp as Viktor began to lead him up the stairs.

“The Barcelona Cathedral?” Viktor asked with a smile as he turned to look at Yuuri, “Yes it is.”

Yuuri smiled softly back at him and towed Viktor over to the same place where they had stood on the night before the GP Final a couple of years ago. 

“It’s just as I remembered.”

Viktor woke to a soft kiss on the lips and a slight weight around his hips. “Vitya…” His husband was whispering in his ear as he trailed kisses along his cheeks and neck. He hummed and wrapped his arms around Yuuri, who was straddling him, and pulled him closer so Yuuri was practically laying on him. He peeked an eye open to look at the warm brown eyes that were looking back at him and smiled, “All of last night and the night before weren’t enough for you?” He joked softly as he carded a hand through the messy jet black hair that was tickling his nose. Yuuri hummed and laid his head on Viktor’s chest, “Could never get enough of you.” “I can’t get enough of you either, Yura. We can go at it again if you’re up for it.” Viktor shifted slightly so Yuuri could feel the usual morning erection that Viktor was sporting. Yuuri purred softly and kissed Viktor’s bare chest softly, “In a bit, Ai. I’m comfy here.” Viktor let out a content hum and placed a kiss to Yuuri’s mop of hair, “Me too. How’d you sleep last night?” “Before or after we made love?” Yuuri asked as he swirled soft patterns along the edge of Viktor’s side, “Really, really good.” “Good. You looked exhausted when I nudged you awake when we landed last night.”

Their first full day being married had mostly been spent on a plane or in various airports. Yuuri had been awoken the morning after their wedding night by a doting husband who, very apologetically, helped him dress and pack quickly so they could make their 5 am flight from Japan to Munich, where their layover was before flying from Munich to Barcelona. Thankfully, Viktor hadn’t minded as Yuuri snoozed for parts of the trip on his shoulder. “You looked so cute. I didn’t want to wake you.” Viktor had said as they were deplaning into the Barcelona airport. Yuuri had blushed but had smiled softly as he held Viktor’s hand as they made their way through customs. Once they had reached their hotel an hour or so away from the airport, Viktor and Yuuri had both collapsed into bed after a quick shower, too tired to really do anything. Viktor caressed Yuuri’s cheek with his thumb, “Hmm. When you’re ready to move, I want to take you some place.” Yuuri looked up at Viktor through his eyelashes and smiled, “Five more minutes, Vitya? Onegaishimasu?” “Of course, Yura. Tada rirakkusu suru.”

Needless to say, that five minutes had turned into an hour and then into two as the couple lounged in bed, wrapped up in each other’s arms, swapping lazy sweet kisses and murmured conversation. But once, Yuuri’s stomach growled, Viktor decided that it was time to feed his lover. “How about we go for Spanish Omelettes and Pan Con Tomates? We can go to that little restruaunt down the street we went to last time we were here.” Viktor had carded his hand through Yuuri’s tousled mop of hair and smiled down at him. “Sounds good to me. Means we’d have to get up though.” Yuuri stretched and yawned softly, rolling off Viktor and sitting up in bed. Viktor pushed himself up and wrapped his arms around Yuuri from behind as he mumbled into the crook of Yuuri’s shoulder and collar bone, “I can take you to where I want to afterwards. You’ll love it. I know you will.” “Vitya, if you’re planning on taking me to a Spanish sex shop—” Yuuri turned to look at him with teasing eyes. With a chuckle, Viktor pecked Yuuri’s lips and winked, “That’s later on the agenda, glupyy.”

Breakfast had been stunning as they sat in the midst of the Gaudi Gardens and ate Spanish Omelettes and Pan Con Tomates, while sipping on cups of café au lait and chamomile tea. They didn’t talk much as they ate, instead sitting mostly in relaxed silence together next to each other as they held hands. Occasionally, Viktor would lean over and place a soft kiss to Yuuri’s temple as he took a bite of his omelette or Yuuri would squeeze their hands together that had been placed in his lap, happy when Viktor would squeeze back slightly harder.

As Viktor went to pay the check, with the promise to Yuuri that he’d be right back, Yuuri took in the beautiful scenery around him. He had only been to the Gaudi Gardens once when they had been in Barcelona a few years ago together and it hadn’t changed one bit. The gardens were still packed with people who milled around the cobble stone roads; some speaking in English, but most, Yuuri could tell they were locals, speaking in fluent Spanish or Catalan. Sweet Spanish guitar could be heard in the distance as a street performer sat on a bench and sang along with the music in Spanish. Though Yuuri couldn’t understand the words to the song, he knew they were about love. He could tell in his soul that the lyrics seemed to speak of true love. Yuuri smiled as he felt Viktor wrap his arms around his waist, “It’s beautiful isn’t it?” “Not as beautiful as you, moya lyubov’.” Viktor nosed at Yuuri’s ear, “Come on, my Yura. We only have about a mile to walk.” Yuuri nodded and took Viktor’s hand as they strolled along the cobble stone roads, listening to the Spanish music fading into the distance as they made their way out of the gardens and into the Spanish streets.

Viktor was right, the walk wasn’t too bad, especially compared to the walk to the rink back in Saint Petersburg, which was about a five-mile walk on foot. In the winter, it was miserable, and Viktor had allowed them to take the bus to the rink most of the time, instead of making them walk in the freezing cold and harsh winds that Russia often accumulated. They continued along the cobbled roads together, hand in hand, as they passed by extravagant shops and small cafes. When Viktor came to a stop, pulling Yuuri to a stop with him, Yuuri understood where they finally were. The last time they had been here, it had been dark and a little chilly as Viktor and Yuuri had huddled together. “Is this…?” Yuuri asked with a soft gasp as Viktor began to lead him up the stairs. “The Barcelona Cathedral?” Viktor asked with a smile as he turned to look at Yuuri, “Yes it is.” Yuuri smiled softly back at him and towed Viktor over to the same place where they had stood on the night before the GP Final a couple of years ago. “It’s just as I remembered.” Viktor smiled as he looked up at the flying buttresses and intricate archways of the cathedral. “It’s only missing the choir.” Yuuri hummed as he watched Viktor’s face which was in awe. He hadn’t seen the cathedral in the day light and he hadn’t realized how insanely beautiful the Catedral de Barcelona was. “You know Yura, I was surprised when you pulled us into that Jewelry shop that night.” Viktor hummed as he looked back at his husband. “Why?” “Well, you aren’t into shopping and I could tell you were getting tired at the time.” Yuuri blushed, “I was worried because I lost your nuts.” “Hmmm. It was a little disappointing at first, but I was so happy to be with you that it didn’t matter. And then you were looking at rings and I was so confused.” Viktor blushed slightly and looked down in embarrassment, “I thought maybe you had found someone.” Yuuri leaned tilted Viktor’s chin up to meet his eyes, “You were right. I had found someone. And I just married him a couple days ago.” Viktor smiled softly and chuckled, “I thought maybe you had found a girl or even another man, Yura. You seemed so distant at the time so I thought maybe you were seeing someone after training or…” Viktor trailed off and smiled softly as he let out a gentle chuckle, “I bought your ring because I thought someday, I might’ve had the courage to give it to you. To ask you to be mine for as long as we were alive. Little did I know that I would slide that very ring onto your finger that very night.” “I had been trying to find something while we shopping for you to remember me by, Vitya. That’s why I was distant.” Yuuri cooped Viktor’s cheek with his hand and brought their foreheads together, “I wanted you to know that even if I didn’t win gold, I was so happy for the experience to train with you and I wanted to train with you for as long as I skated. I thought about buying you clothes or a book or even a souvenir, but none of the things I looked at it felt right. And then I saw this ring,” Yuuri stroked the golden band that was on Viktor’s left hand, “and I knew that this was it. I wanted you to look down and remember me every time I wasn’t by your side.” “I wouldn’t need a ring to remind me of those moments with you, my Yura.” Viktor cooed softly as he smiled. “I couldn’t wait to give it to you. I was going to do it after the free skate as a thank you present, but I couldn’t. Even holding it in the store without it being on your finger, it felt like it was burning a hole in my pocket. It had to be yours and it had to be then.” Yuuri stroked the ring on Viktor’s hand once more and gave Viktor a soft Eskimo kiss.

Viktor’s heart was beating faster in his chest as he listened to his lover’s side of the story. He remembered asking Yuuri one night as they were snuggled up together on the couch in Viktor’s apartment what he was thinking during the time they had gotten engaged, only to be answered by a soft mostly incoherent nonsense. He had thought about asking him again in the morning, opting to enjoy snuggly Yuuri instead, but when the morning light had come he had lost his confidence in asking. “I had run by this cathedral once when I was a little tense and I knew it wasn’t far from the jewelry store. Plus, it’d be someplace we could go and it would be private. Plus, it was uncannily beautiful.” Yuuri blushed softly, but his blushed cheeks soon eased as Viktor gave him another Eskimo kiss. “Thank you, Yuuri.” Viktor purred softly. “Huh?” Yuuri asked softly with surprise. “Thank you, my love. Thank you for your heart.” Viktor could feel tears welling in his eyes as he smiled. Yuuri blushed deeper and pressed his lips to Viktor’s, “Thank you for taking it, Koibito.”

The newlyweds spent a while sitting on the steps in front of the Barcelona Cathedral together, holding hands and knocking knees as they talked about nothing and everything at the same time. They took pictures of the scenery for memories and took multiple selfies together; some of them showing the couple locked at the lips, others of them smiling as they curled up beside each other under the bright sunlight. “Hmmm. Where do you wish to go next, Yura?” Viktor hummed as he draped his arm across Yuuri’s shoulders. “We could wander through the shops. I was distracted last time.” Yuuri teased softly as he leant his head on Viktor’s shoulder. With a chuckle, Viktor pulled them up from the steps, “Your wish is my command.”

As Yuuri suggested, they passed through the shops on the Barcelona streets, looking through the lit windows in the fading sunlight. Viktor had managed to convince Yuuri to let him dote on him by buying him some clothes that made Yuuri’s eyes bulge out of his head at the price. In return, however, Viktor had let Yuuri drag him into a local skate shop where Yuuri bought Viktor a new pair of skates. “Yura…” Viktor had sighed as he slid his feet out of the skates, “My skates are perfectly fine.” “I want you to always skate with a part of me.” Yuuri had said, his arms folded across his chest. Viktor stood and wrapped his arms around his husband’s smaller stature, “I always do skate with you.” Yuuri kissed his cheek softly but still grabbed the skates and placed them on the counter with his credit card.

By the time they had made it back to their hotel for the night, they were laden down with shopping bags filled with souvenirs and precious items that the other had demanded to buy for their lover. As soon as they stepped foot in the door, Yuuri dropped his bags on the other side of the room and toed off his shoes. Turning to face behind him, he found Viktor smiling softly to himself as he pulled off the light hoodie that Yuuri had let him borrow from where he sat on the love seat in their hotel room.

God, he loved Viktor. He loved him so much.

Yuuri glided over to where his husband was sitting on the love seat, off in his own little world – his face set in a content smile. He leaned over the couch from behind Viktor and wrapped his arms around his neck lovingly, “What’re you thinking about, Vitya? Nani ka machigaete iru?” Viktor tilted his head back to look up into Yuuri’s chocolate eyes, “Damedayo beibī. Watashi wa chōdo yoi basho o kangaeru koto ga dekimasen.” And then Viktor pulled Yuuri’s head forward so he was kissing Yuuri’s soft lips upside down; like Yuuri was the Mary Jane to Viktor’s Spiderman. Yuuri hummed into the kiss and smiled, “I wish Makkachin was with us. She would’ve loved Barcelona.” Viktor smiled teasingly, “Don’t worry, Yura. I’ll be taking her on a vacation as soon as we get home.” He ran his hands through some of the stray locks that hung in Yuuri’s eyes. With a playful pout, Yuri said, “And then you’ll be leaving me at home, huh?” “Well, Viktor purred, “I dunno about that. I don’t like being away from you for long.” Yuuri kissed Viktor’s forehead slightly before they were interrupted by a knock at the door. “I’ll get it, Vitya.” Yuuri kissed Viktor’s cheek softly and sidled over to the door.

Opening the door, he was met with a hotel employee with a huge cart with domed trays sat on it. “Uhm, Can I help you?” Yuuri asked slightly. “Ah, yes.” The man said in his broken English, “Room service.” “Oh, we didn’t order room service.” Yuuri tried to explain. “Uhm, this is room 825.” The employee said and handed the piece of paper with the information for the order on it.

That’s when he noticed the small note at the bottom of the slip.

To Viktor and Yuuri Katsuki-Nikiforov, We forgot to get you a wedding present. Dinner is on us. Get your lovely-doveiness out while you’re there.

- Yuri and Otabek P.S. Be expecting an invitation soon. We’re engaged.

Yuuri smiled and held the note as he looked back up at the waiter, “Thank you. I’ll take it from here.” The waiter smiled and waved softly as he passed the cart to Yuuri and made his way back down the hall. “Who was that Yura?” Viktor cooed as he looked at him from the love seat. “A wedding present.” Yuuri passed the note to Viktor and watched as Viktor’s grin grew wider. “I knew it was coming. The way Ota looks at Yuri is the way I look at you, Yura. I’m so happy they finally decided to tie the knot.” Viktor was bouncing happily in his seat as Yuuri pushed the cart to sit in front of them on the love seat. “They’re crazy about each other, for sure.” Yuuri sat next to Viktor and pulled Viktor’s hand into his lap, “Yuri has grown up so much since those early days competing against each other.” “He has. We all have.” Viktor hummed as he set the note down on the table and kissed Yuuri’s temple, “And I don’t think it could’ve ended any better than it has. I have a very handsome husband, Yuri and Otabek are getting married, we have 8 golds between you and me and we have a beautiful family. There’s nothing else I could’ve asked for.”

Okay.

I am so sorry I posted this so late. I’m not dead. I promise. I got roped into power washing my parents’ driveway for most of the day. 

I’ll be writing tomorrow. I promise so don’t panic. I’m still going with the wedding week posts. 

Check out the rest of the story: Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, & Day 7

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