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xiayannie · 11 months

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☆ k. ayato

req! by anon ❀ : priestess reader x kamisato ayato

cw(s): sub!ayato [I'm so sorry. he's ooc and not super subby here :(] top! reader, breeding, creampie, sapiosexual!ayato, fingering, fondling (reader is chubby and ayato adores every bit of her!) whiny ayato, mentions of multiple rounds (near the end) terms of endearment (dear, love, baby) bodyworship

genre : smut | word count: 1.2k

reader is a priestess at narukami shrine, to whom kamisato ayato has the pleasure of seeing every time he visits for routinely inspections. through time, he finds that something other than the shrine is catching his attention. it has you wondering whether you should be a head priestess, or his.

AYATO would give a small polite smile every time your eyes met. a certain pink haired priestess took notice, to which she would find ways to tease the both of you (like the sly fox she is.) her little matchmaking role eventually did play off, as AYATO managed the courage to eventually ask you out on a date. outings with you and AYATO were meals, or visits to scenic places around the region of inazuma. everything of course, was widely available due to his high status since he was a man of great power and wealth. AYATO being the gentleman that he was, would take you on quiet walks to gaze at (you) scenery as the both of you made idle and small chit chat.

today however, was different from other days. you found that his gaze was lingering on you for a quite a while. turning, you made eye contact with him. AYATO's eyes were glazed over as he stared at you with an adoring look.

"my dear, what's wrong..?" you shuffled closer to him, placing a hand on his cheek gently as you rubbed his shoulder to ease him. he melted into your touch, bringing his own hand up to hold yours as he shook his head.

"may I kiss you?" AYATO asked breathlessly.

the estate was quiet at this time, as it was evening after all. that having said, quiet gasps and happy sighs left the yashiro commissioner's lips as the both of you kissed under the shelter of the hood of the pavillion. it was a sight to behold. the usually calm and collected AYATO was flushed and dazed as he caught his breath. you chuckled when he picked you up, fumbling clumsily as he made his way into the estate, shuffling before he slid the screen door to his room open, then sliding it closed before he placed you down gently onto his futon.

"no need to rush," you hummed, pulling him in for another kiss as you laughed against his lips. he returned the smile, but AYATO couldn't help it. you just looked so pretty under the moonlight tonight. despite knowing your goals and aspirations, he want to make you his. carefully, he took off your garments, AYATO's breath hitching once he took in all of your raw beauty.

AYATO has never admitted it out loud to anyone, but he loved your boobs. he also loved your thighs, as well as your ass. he never really had a preference, since he was raised to be respectful and polite about such a topic. as a result, he loved everything about you.

he reached down to your cunt, face to face with it as he stared at the sheen in awe. AYATO had to resist the urge to take you right then and there as he gently pushed one of his digits in, hearing a wet squelch as it entered. he pumped it in and out before adding another digit. AYATO leaned in to lick at your slick, letting out a quiet moan as he tasted you, and watched as you squirmed and moaned out his name.

"god... you're so beautiful, I can't believe you're mine." he murmured under his breath, as he sucked on your clit, licking up all of your juices. AYATO's face was covered with your slick, and he couldn't be any happier as he pulled you in for a kiss.

"h-hahh... can I put it in...♡?" AYATO's eyes were half lidded as he stared down at his excruciatingly hard cock and your wet cunt as he rubbed and teased it along your clit. his pupils were dilated as he made eye contact, almost begging you as he waited for your confirmation. you smiled, giving him a nod as he whispered tiny little "thank you, thank you's" lining up his cock with your entrance before sliding in carefully. AYATO watched your face contort, and he waited patiently before you gave him the 'OK.' AYATO swore he almost came inside when he bottomed completely. your walls squeezed him so tightly, but he let out a small whine, collapsing onto your body as hugged your waist. he wanted to have you cum first before he did, so he did his best whilst his hands wandered.

his hands found purchase squeezing your tits. he nipped at and kissed at your neck as he whimpered. you couldn't help but find him lovely as your own hands made way to his blue locks, tugging at them to get him to whine more.

"p-prettyyy... so, so, so pretty..."

"gonna be even prettier when your tummy is filled with my b-babies..."

"you'd like that... wouldn't you?" AYATO murmured, his eyes clouded and hazy with adoration and lust "tell me you want me to breed you... p-please? ugh- I wanna cum insideee..." you couldn't help but nod. this new side to the usually stoic and collected yashiro commissioner had you melting, you simply couldn't say no to him.

you yelped as you felt him hook his arms under your squishy thighs, lifting them and pressing them to your chest. his dick hit even deeper inside you, and you saw stars as he pounded away.

"I am going to make you happy... gonna make you so happy, I p-promise.... our baby will be so smart with you as the mother..."

"y-you'd be such a pretty wife... such a pretty mommy... g-gonna get your tummy all big n round with my h-heir..." AYATO rambled. his hands made their way down to your tummy, pressing down on it as his hips started to stutter.

"...nghhh. I'm going to c-cum..."

".. are you close? cum with me, my l-love..." AYATO whimpered as he felt your walls squeeze even tighter around him, cumming with one last thrust before he pulled out, lying next to you exhausted.

you smiled, pulling him in for a kiss, catching him by surprise before he returned it, smiling into the kiss himself. unbeknownst to AYATO, you managed to straddle his hips, taking his already hardening cock into your hands, pumping it a couple of times before lining it up with your dripping cunt.

"ayato, baby,"

"didn't you say you wanted a heir?"

"we can't stop until you're milked dry, 'yato."

"yes ma'am..."

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svngiem-remade · 1 year

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CAMPING | lmh

🧸 pairing. lee minho + afab!reader

synopsis. camping is you and your boyfriend's favourite hobby— waking up to beautiful sceneries, exploring untouched nature and enjoying a barbecue dinner! Oh, and also the sex. The sex is great.

🌙 wc. 1.5k | warnings. smut content ahead, established relationship, I almost dare to say smut without plot, but I tried so pls don't be too harsh—

smut warning. implied penetration, creampie, oral (f receiving), fingering, clothed sex.

No matter if summer or winter, if hot or cold— the second you and your boyfriend realised you had two whole days free of any schedules, you’d hop in your car, which you’d fill to the brim with camping equipment, a bag of clothes for the both of you in the backseat and a bag of food and drinks at your feet, then head to your favorite camping site, which was a good four hours away from your apartment; it was a very exhausting snowy and slippery drive, but the scenery you got to wake up seeing in the morning was definitely worth it.

After paying the entrance fee, Minho parked the car inside the camping site, taking a deep breath and slumping back on the driver’s seat with his eyes closed, finally being able to rest after the long drive. You turned your body to face him and smiled, extending your arm to move a strand of your boyfriend's long hair away from his forehead, which made him look at you, “Wanna help me set up the tent or you wanna go ask the reception to give us some wood for a bonfire?” he asked softly, his face barely visible in the darkness, the cloudy weather outside plus the sun starting to hide behind the tall mountains in front of you casted a shadow over his face, though his brown eyes somehow still managed to sparkle with their usual cheerfulness and malice.

“We both know you’re ten times faster setting the tent up by yourself, Min.” you snickered, “I’ll go ask for the wood and be right back. Don’t miss me too much.” you joked, your palm moving to rest on the handle of the car door, ready to leave the vehicle, when he suddenly grabbed the back of your head, turning it towards him to keep it in place as he hovered over the central console and leaned towards your speechless form with a smirk, his lips brushing over yours.

“Impossible. I already miss you, but don’t worry, you’ll make it up to me later.” he purred, and you felt your cheeks warm up.

***

As you sat on the foldable gray camping sofa you’d brought from home, hugging your knees against your chest with your chin on top of them, you stared up at Minho, who was busy grilling your dinner on the barbecue in front of you with a concentrated pout as he lightly moved his hips left and right to the rhythm of the music playing from your phone, causing a small grin to make its way on your lips.

When he slightly hovered over the grill to pick up a piece of meat to taste if it was ready to be served, his round butt fully grabbed your attention, with it being splayed right in front of your eyes, and you, being a butt lover yourself, couldn't resist the temptation to squeeze it, “Are you butt-dialing me? Because damn, that ass is calling me.” you then pinched it with a giggle as he side-eyed you and munched on the meat, though you could clearly see him biting back an amused smile.

He rolled his eyes and suddenly took a slice of zucchini from the grill, flipping around to hover over your sat figure, shoving the vegetable in your mouth with a mischievous smile— his almond eyes looking into your wide open ones as his hand gently squeezed the side of your thigh, his fingers slowly tracing them up and down, “I’m cold, can I use your thighs as earmuffs?” Minho whispered while his index and thumb took a hold of your chin, slightly raising your head up, “Now that I think about it, my nose is pretty cold too, can I bury it inside your pretty folds to warm it up?” he continued, the hand on your thigh moving to the side to tease your sex, which was covered by a pair of light pants and underwear, given it was almost summer and it was starting to be pretty hot outside at all times of the day.

You bit your lip to hold back a moan when he moved his fingers down your lips, circling your entrance through the layers of clothing, “M—Min…” you whined as you looked up at him with a furrow in your brows, humming happily when he met your pouty lips with his own, him harshly sucking on your bottom lip.

Then, he stopped, “Mh, maybe later, I’m hungry for food now.” he murmured in your mouth, his fingers slapping your drenched cunt before going right back to grilling, as if nothing had just happened— the only difference was the painful-looking bulge protruding through his black knee-length shorts only a few inches away from you.

However, that ‘later’ came much earlier than you’d expected, since around fifteen minutes later he cut dinner short by throwing you inside of your tent in a swift motion, all while grumbling and whining because you’d apparently teased him too much for his liking.

As soon as he zipped the tent up, which he’d set up in an isolated place, already knowing you’d end up fucking like rabbits in no time, Minho tore your leggings on the crotch and moved your flimsy underwear to the side to finger your wet hole, prepping it to take him as your tongues intertwined, your hands fumbling with his shorts and underwear to set free his hard length before pumping him with your fist, “You’re s—so hard, shit—” you moaned and clawed at his bicep.

“Fuck, I need you now.” he mumbled, four fingers deep inside of your cunt, his other hand on the mattress pinned next to your head as his eyes tried to focus on yours in the darkness to see if you were ready, his cock twitching in your hands st your next words—

“Take me then.”

And like countless of other times— moans, whimpers and the sound of skin slapping against skin bounced off the walls of your tent in the middle of the forest, for minutes on end, the mattress under you holding your bodies as you both came in each other's arms multiple times, “Be good and open your legs wide for me now, kitten.” he panted as he slowly pulled out of you, a soft whimper exiting your lips at the sudden feeling of emptiness.

You thoughtlessly obeyed him, pinning your elbows down on the air mattress below you and your feet to your sides, a shiver running through your body when you felt your and his cum slowly dribble out of your stuffed hole, your cloudy and watery eyes trying to focus on your kneeling, barely visible, boyfriend in front of you fisting his hard cock, “What are you…” you asked softly, feeling your cheeks heat up rapidly when you could feel his eyes fixed on your sex, glistening under the soft moonlight pouring in the tent..

He licked his dry lips, his fingers sticky from both your releases slowly inching closer to your abused heat, “Oh, don’t mind me— I’m just enjoying the show before I feast on it.” he smirked as he ran his index between your folds, a satisfied hum reverberating in him when you squirmed from overstimulation under his touch.

Without warning, he collected the cum slipping out of you with two fingers and stuffed it back inside, which made you whine and jerk your hips towards his fingers, “Keep all this inside for me, will you, kitten?” he whispered, his pupils widening when they noticed you’d started slowly rolling and fucking yourself on his fingers, “So pathetic.” he groaned lowly, though his cock twitched at the sight.

“AH! Holy Hell—” you swore under your breath when Minho suddenly dipped his head down with a grin and gave your cunt a long, wet lick from bottom to top, swirling his tongue around your puffy clit and sucking on it roughly, “Oh my God— Min— Oh fuck—” you moaned loudly, clasping your thighs around his head when his hot tongue thrust into your heat.

Your head fell back as you started grinding on his face, helped by him when he grabbed the sides of your thighs and slightly lifted your bottom up from the mattress, and though you couldn't see it, you could feel a string of wetness connecting you to the sheets, “s’ fucking hot—” he muffled in between your folds, his dark, lustful eyes looking at how your chest heaved up and down quickly, registering in his mind how your sweeter than honey, but still borderline pornographic, your moans sounded and how you clenched around his long tongue with every thrust.

Then, you came without any warning whatsoever, your slick squirting on his face as he helped you ride out your high with his fingers, his other fingers collecting some of your release dripping down his chin, licking his fingers the moment after as your hazy and watery eyes stayed fixed on him, “Shorter feast than usual, but absolutely delicious nonetheless. I think—” he smirked, lowering his head once again until he was face to face with your cunt again, your eyes rolling back in pleasure when his hot breath hit your abused folds, “I think I’mma go for a second serving now.”

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mncxbe · 11 months

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could i request something with the superstition of “if you can tie a cherry’s stem, that means you’re a good kisser” and dazai? i feel like he’s the type of loser who’d believe that sentiment

This may be the cutest request I got and YES he would definitely fall for that and would struggle to master the technique. I hope you like it anon♡

Cheri Cheri lady🍒

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

Was a kiss all it took to earn a date with you?

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡

It was the end of March and the cherry trees were almost in full bloom in Yokohama. The sweet, honey like scent of the flowers and the rosy petals, blown by a gentle breeze, were enough to make you feel like you were in another world.

Seeing the blossoms was all you could think about all day at work. Dazai noticed your aloof, almost nostalgic mood but didn't bring it up until the two of you left the office.

"Is everything alright? You seemed distant today"

"Yea, perfect actually. I was just really excited to see the cherry trees. Wanna join me?" you replied in a cheerful tone

The man could barely hide the look of surprise on his face. "Sure, I'd love to"

The two of you walked along the crowded streets of Yokohama until you reached Yamashita park. The trees bore a foliage of brilliant green and the air was fresh; it smelt like spring. As you strolled around the park Dazai noticed that pink and white petals covered the ground from place to place.

The cherry trees lined the wide alley next to the river.

"I used to come here with my parents when I was a kid" you began talking "We would sit next to the railing and look at the trees. My dad would often buy us cherries from a shop nearby and I remember they had this slightly sour taste, but nevertheless I loved them and~ oh sorry I'm kinda oversharing now"

"There's no need to aplogize. I like listening to you talk" replied your colleague. You took a seat on a bench under one of the blossomed trees and remained silent as you admired the scenery.

Dazai on the other hand only had eyes for you. He took in your features and couldn't help but marvel at how pretty, how serene you looked. You had a certain glimmer in your eyes, a longing of some sort but he couldn't quite place it. Occasional gusts of wind would blow the pink flowers off the branches; the petals delicately falling on your dark hair. He wanted to brush them off, to tuck a strand of your silky hair behind your ear and caress your face but he resisted the urge.

Instead, a caravan nearby caught is attention. The man was selling cherries. He swiftly got up and made his way to the merchant, buying a bag of cherries.

"Look what I just found" he said with a mischievous grin on his face as he dangled the bag in front of you.

"Thanks. I'm surprised they still sell them here." you replied, popping one of the fruits in your mouth. They had the same sour taste you so fondly remembered...

Half an hour later the sun began to set, painting the ink blue water of the river in a hue of red and orange.

"You know, Osamu. People say that if you can tie a cherry's stem with your tongue that means you're a good kisser."

"To tie? Really? How does it even work?"

He took one of the stems that had been discarded next to you and put it in his mouth. A smile rose to your lips as you watched the man next to you struggle to form the knot. After a few tries he finally got it.

"See, there's nothing I can't do. I'm a great kisser."

"I don't know about that. It's just a saying, it doesn't prove anything" you mocked playfully.

"Well then, how about I do something else to convince you"

His fingers slightly bruhed your cheek on their way to the nape of your neck and he pulled you closer to him, pressing his lips against yours. You softened in his embrace as his other arm went to the small of your back. The kiss was gentle and warm at first, but his tongue eventually slid past your lips earning a soft moan from you.

You felt Dazai smile. Being satisfied with your reaction he quickly pulled away, leaving you gasping for air.

"So, what do you think? I'm quite a good kisser, aren't I?"

You nodded slightly; your cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink. Dazai ate one more cherry before leaning in again, his lips ghosting over the shell of your ear.

"There's other things I can do with my tongue too, bella."

"Osamu!" you snapped at him, playfully slapping his arm. "Don't say that here"

He only laughed, eyes locked with yours. When the sun was almost down you got up and, grabbing the empty bag of cherries, motioned him to get up.

"We gotta go now"

"Why? The trees are beautiful under the moonlight too. We should stay a bit longer."

"That would ruin tomorrow's date, wouldn't it?" you said with a wink.

"A date? Was a kiss all it took to earn a date with you?" he teased but got up and followed you.

"What can I say, Osamu. You're a great kisser."

#bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bsd fluff #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #dazai bsd #dazai x reader #dazai x you #osamu dazai

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caesarhamato22 · 1 year

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Hey, love. Donkey Kong simp here! I love him unironically, and I would like to request headcanons and/or a fic based on reader being a Queen from another kingdom and how their relationship would be.

Things I'd like if you included:

Courting

Telling his family

kids? if they ever have any?

Basically fluffy shit and a little spice!

Please and thank you! Happy writing!

Hello!!

I, too, love him unironically, and it would be a pleasure to write this request for you, @autistic-solar-fandom <3

His Queen

Donkey Kong X Queen!Reader

Oh. my. god. This one is so long.

Summary: Donkey Kong meets you, a Queen from another kingdom, and is head over heels for her royal highness.

Warnings: Language. NSFW at the end.

Meeting

• Mario, Luigi, Peach, Toad and DK were exploring other parts of their world with their karts, mainly since Mario and Luigi were still pretty new to the place.

• And with Bowser being gone?

• Literally the perfect time to go for a little wander.

• DK originally wasn't going to go, but he couldn't resist annoying Mario. He would playfully criticise the way Mario would try to flirt with Peach, and Toad would immediately interrupt by saying Mario was doing a great job.

• Luigi would try to hide his laughter while Mario looked at him, unimpressed.

• While all this was happening, Peach just lightly blushed.

• She couldn't lie.

• She liked the short, red plumber.

• The group came up to a kingdom that Peach knew well. It was your kingdom!

• It was an elegant sight. Citizens of all different species were greeting everyone they saw. Some danced, some sang, it was clear that everyone loved their home.

• And in the middle of all the houses and people, stood a grand castle. It was decorated with your favourite colours and ornaments.

• While being heavily fortified, it was a welcoming sight.

• The group tried to take everything in, but there was just too much to see.

• Peach led them towards the castle down the same path she had taken multiple times before.

• Once at the castle doors, the guards stood strong, about as tall as Donkey Kong was on his knuckles.

• They recognised Princess Peach and bowed respectfully before letting the group through the doors.

• The interior was even more magnificent than the exterior. There were stained glass windows of you and the rulers before you.

• Peach pointed at the one of you, "that's Queen (Y/N), the current ruler of (Kingdom Name)."

• The one thing the group noticed about your window was you were by yourself, while the other windows had the previous royal couples on them.

• The couples stood side by side while you stood proudly with your signature weapon in hand.

• Before they knew it, the group had reached the throne room. Your throne was decorated accordingly to match the rest of your home.

• In the centre of the room was a circular display of all the kingdoms. You looked over it, your back facing the group. When you heard footsteps, you turned and smiled brightly at the sight of your friend.

• You and Peach reunited with a hug while everyone else took in your appearance.

• Whether you were wearing a dress, or a suit (or both!), you looked powerful with your weapon in it's designated place on your person.

• Mario, Luigi and Toad watched you with admiration, ready to show their respect with a bow.

• But Donkey Kong?

• He couldn't move.

• His eyes were wide and his body was still. He could barely focus on his breathing.

• And the worst part was... Mario noticed this.

• "Looking a little bit stiff there, pal."

• "Mario. Shut the fuck up."

• Peach introduced you to her friends and they loved you. You were so welcoming and kind, almost the same as Princess Peach. However, they did notice you were a little more reserved and serious.

• You gave them a quick tour of the castle and pointed out sections of the kingdom.

• Everyone admired each thing that you pointed out.

• Meanwhile, DK was admiring you.

• While the others took in the scenery, his eyes kept focusing back on you.

• And he didn't notice that you were doing the same.

• When you noticed his eyes were on you, you stuttered before looking away.

• You tried to hide it, and you did pretty well.

• If it wasn't for Peach seeing right through you.

• You would glance at DK when he wasn't looking.

• On occasion, you would take a quick look at his arms.

• That was a mistake.

• Now you couldn't think straight.

• After the tour, the group went their own way to explore further, and they eventually went home.

• Before they left, they thanked you for a wonderful time and you smiled warmly.

• DK thanked you personally while the others were heading towards their karts.

• He held your hand and gently touched his forehead to the top of it.

• "I was nice meeting you."

• DK never really had a way with words when it came to formalities. Sure, he was pretty good at playfully flirting, everybody knew that.

• But he couldn't really speak to a Queen the same way he yelled out to his fans.

• Yet, you still blushed at his simple statement.

• "It was lovely meeting you too."

• Your voice was like silk to him. He practically melted right there.

• And he knew he would be back.

• And you did too.

Meeting Again

• DK pretty much memorised the way to your kingdom by taking mental notes on his way back home.

• He couldn't stop thinking about you. And your kingdom, to be honest.

• There was something so comforting about it, and about you.

• So, a few days after his first visit with his friends, he chose to go back by himself.

• The second time travelling to your kingdom didn't seem nearly as long as the previous time.

• Once he reached the doors, the guards stopped him.

• Without Princess Peach there, he didn't have authority to just waltz on into the castle.

• After he asked (very nicely, in fact), they walked him to the throne room, which was where you were, sitting in your grand chair.

• He smiled and his eyes beamed.

• Why was he so excited? So eager to see you? Why had the thought of you stayed in his mind for days?

• You saw him, your eyes widened. It seemed you were having the same dilemma.

• It was him! The person you couldn't keep your eyes off during he and his friends visit!

• But why was he here? Was there urgent news? Had Bowser escaped from his tiny prison?

• "Donkey Kong? What are you doing here?" You truly wanted to know.

• His name... you said his name! You remembered his name!

• "Well, I uh... I'm here because..."

• He was frozen. He was fumbling over his words. How was he fumbling over his words?!

• You saw his discomfort and asked the guards to leave.

• That seemed to relax DK. Was he nervous? You guessed that might be it.

• He exhaled once he noticed it was just you two.

• "I actually don't know."

• Well, then.

• "I guess I... you seemed cool so I wanted to see you again."

• Sure.

• He travelled alllllll this way because he thought you were "cool".

• Yet, you took it as a compliment. You weren't going to judge him for his reasoning. You were just happy to see him, if you were honest.

• "I'm glad I made a good first impression." You laughed.

• He scratched his neck with a anxious smile.

• "Care to take a walk?" You suggested getting out of the castle, or at least out of the throne room, thinking it would put him at ease.

• He immediately accepted your invitation.

• As you walked, he told you about his kingdom while you told him about yours.

• You explained your duties while he explained his fathers.

• Although you were around same age, how were you a Queen while he was a Prince?

• How long had you been Queen? How long had he been the champion of the Jungle Kingdom arena?

• What was it like being adored by your subjects, while he was adored by fans?

• Countless questions, so many answers, non-stop talking.

• Your conversation had started out a little awkward, but you two quickly became comfortable in each others company.

• The biggest thing DK took note of was how quickly your speech and body language changed. You seemed much more relaxed after leaving the castle and embracing the nature around you. You spoke so fluently, so elegantly, so passionately.

• DK could listen for hours.

• And for hours, he did.

• Time flew and before you knew it, a couple hours had gone by.

• He knew he had to go, and you knew too.

• Before parting, he presented the same gesture he gave you the first time you met: his forehead to the top of your hand.

• Except this time, he added a small kiss on your hand.

• Heat rushed to your face.

• And he was gone.

• These surprise visits continued. Each time, it was in your kingdom. DK had insisted.

• Then there were letters.

• Then there were gifts.

• And eventually, during a day where you spent the visit in your room, you sat on your bed, reading a book, while he laid on your floor, staring at the ceiling.

• "I think I like you."

• What the fuck.

• No warning. Just like that.

• You looked down at him, his eyes still observing the ceiling.

• He didn't feel the need to hide it anymore. His heart had been beating so fast it had started to hurt. He had to tell you.

• You ever so slightly smiled when he glanced at you, unsure of your reaction.

• "I think I like you too."

Dating

• In the early stages of your relationship, all your dates were in your kingdom, or somewhere near by.

• Picnics, kart rides, relaxing in your room, and anything that gave you alone time were the main types of dates you had with DK.

• Kart rides were one of his top favourites.

• They were either you two using your own karts, or you shared his.

• When you're using your own karts, it's always a race.

• There's no worries, no responsibilities, just peace.

• When you're sharing his kart, it's always a simple drive with your head on his arm/shoulder.

• Sometimes you like to stand up and hold his kart for balance. You're surprisingly good at stabilising yourself, even at such quick speeds.

• The first time you did this, DK almost had a full panic attack and practically begged you to come down. You promised him you'd be fine, and you were.

• But that didn't stop his secret worrying.

• He knew you were capable. He just cares a lot <3

• After the first couple months of you officially dating, you asked if you could visit his home.

• But DK was hesitant.

• Not because he was ashamed, no, not at all! In fact, he was excited to show you off, whenever that would be.

• It was mostly because he didn't know how his father would react.

• A kong and a human?

• It was rather an odd combination, you had to admit.

• But you assured him if his dad didn't approve of you, you would leave immediately. No hard feelings, whatsoever.

• It took a little convincing, but he eventually agreed.

• He first wanted to tell his friends, mostly Peach.

• They had noticed he went on "trips" more often after he had met you.

• Peach was the one who guessed that he was visiting you, so she wasn't all that surprised when he confided in her.

• She was surprised, however, when he told her you two were a couple.

• DK didn't know what reaction he would get from her, but he definitely didn't think it would be squealing.

• Thank GOD no one was around to hear.

• Specifically Mario.

• DK actually kept Peach updated on how your relationship was going.

• She gave him advice on what you liked to do <3

• On your first date in the Jungle Kingdom, DK obviously had to give you a tour.

• At first, he didn't show any signs of PDA, so you didn't initiate any.

• Until he eventually went "fuck it" and put his arm around your shoulder to give you a kiss on your cheek.

• He introduced you to Diddy Kong and his dad, Cranky Kong {more details in the next section} and once you became familiar with them, Donkey Kong's nerves vanished.

• Afterwards, it seemed silly to him on how anxious he was.

• You told him you understood how he felt and gave him a light peck.

• Holy. Shit.

• He's so glad he brought you to his home.

• Now you can hang out here too??

• Any of your dates in the Jungle Kingdom consisted of more kart racing, and even exploring the massive garage where all the karts are built.

• DK actually helped you build your very own kart to keep in his kingdom :)

• He made sure the guards in his home knew of your importance.

• Importance being your status of "Queen" and status of "Donkey Kong's Girlfriend".

• He made sure you were treated as well as how you were treated at home.

• Once everyone he wanted to tell knew about you, he had no shame with giving you love in every possible place.

• In your kingdom, the amount of PDA he gave you was up to you.

• But in his kingdom?

• He wanted EVERYONE to know.

Meeting His Father

• Cranky Kong wasn't a fan in the beginning.

• A human with a kong?

• And with you being a Queen, no less. There wouldn't be any time for you two to hang out anyways, would there?

• Until DK told him you had actually been dating two months prior to telling him.

• Cranky Kong was both baffled and disappointed.

• The father and son actually got into an argument about you.

• Neither of them knew you were standing in the doorway, eavesdropping.

• You walked up to them, mid-argument.

• They both quietened and watched you.

• DK looked at you worriedly. He didn't want you to be yelled at or insulted by his grumpy dad.

• Cranky kept his angry expression.

• "Sir. I don't want to be the reason your family falls apart."

• Cranky's gaze softened.

• "It was a pleasure meeting you. And it was such a joy meeting your son."

• The way you spoke so formally yet with such emotion.

• "Thank you for opening your kingdom to me for this time." You curtsied/bowed and squeezed DK's hand before turning to leave.

• Cranky's hardened expression dropped.

• You were so respectful, so understanding, so calm.

• So... not like Donkey Kong.

• DK froze as you left. You seem to have that effect on him.

• He turned to his dad. So much hurt, written so clear on his face.

• Cranky looked at him, then to your disappearing form, then back to his son.

• "Go get her."

• DK raced to bring you back to the room.

• Just from that small, stressful interaction, Cranky Kong was impressed.

• You impressed the King.

• ...And now you're besties <333

Kids?

• It was never really DK's goal to have kids.

• He never really thought about it.

• In a way, he already had a kid. Diddy Kong was a menace.

• (Speaking of, Diddy immediately liked you)!

• But if you ever did become pregnant, DK would tell you the decision was ultimately yours.

• If you kept the child, he would be the BEST dad.

• He would want his kid to have fun every second of the day.

• He would constantly fall asleep with the child on his chest and snore very, very loudly. Yet, the kid would stay asleep.

• Expect two sets of eyes staring at you in the morning.

• If you didn't keep the child, DK would love you just the same.

• All he needed was you.

• You being happy and healthy is all he could wish for.

• You would spend the rest of your days with just him.

• Going on adventures, ruling over the two kingdoms, side by side.

Marriage

• You chose where the wedding was.

• DK's kingdom? It was during the day.

• The wedding was huge.

• It was more of a party.

• Mario, Luigi, Toad, Peach, everyone you invited had come.

• His fans went absolutely crazy.

• The first time they found out he had a girlfriend, the entire kingdom wanted to know more about you.

• When they found out you were a Queen from another kingdom, they wanted to know even more about you.

• In a nice way.

• Where was your kingdom? What did it look like?

• Although you were a Queen, you acted no different to how you were without the crown.

• You were so kind, so soft, and your presence was silencing everywhere you went.

• In a good way :)

• Although you weren't considered weak, you were still smaller than the Kongs, so it seemed everyone was careful around you.

• The citizens loved you, the guards protected you, and DK assured you they would've acted the exact same way even if you weren't royalty.

• Now, if the wedding took place in your kingdom, the ceremony would go a little differently.

• It was peaceful, less rowdy, and during the early night.

• Your entire kingdom came to celebrate.

• After making your marriage official, you and DK strolled through the friendly crowds.

• People let you two walk pass and you greeted anyone who wanted to congratulate your marriage.

• It was a different experience for DK.

• Although this was a huge change in your life, and for your kingdom, no one swarmed you.

• It removed any anxiety he had felt and he enjoyed he whole night, just looking at you.

• Doesn't matter where the wedding was, his eyes were only on you.

• He was so proud.

• "Yep. That's my wife."

• He told everyone he met.

• You looked like a goddess. He genuinely thought he was dreaming at times.

• How in the world did this gorilla get so lucky?

SFW Oneshot

The sun was just about to set while you and Donkey Kong were on a drive. This was one of the times where he drove while you relaxed in his lap.

You felt so content with the wind in your face and DK's hand resting on your hip.

Your eyes had been closed for a while with a small smile on your face. You felt the temperature drop just slightly and you blinked and noticed the sun was almost halfway down.

You chose to stand on DK's kart, just next to where he sat, like you always did.

Taking in a deep breathe while holding on tightly so you wouldn't fall, you admired the view as DK kept the kart steady. A small bump in the road approached you and DK casually wrapped his arm around your leg and held your thigh to give you extra balance.

You looked down and smiled at him. He cared about you so much and he showed it through these small gestures. It was his instinct to protect you at any given moment, even if he didn't notice what he was doing.

With one hand, you ran it through his hair, as a thanks. He leaned into your touch and relaxed his head on the side of your thigh that he was holding on to.

These were definitely one of your favourite moments with your dearly beloved.

NSFW

• It was hard at first (no pun intended) to have any private time.

• You had a lot of responsibilities in your kingdom and sometimes you were too tired after a full day of royal duties.

• If it was in your kingdom, it was in your room.

• You had to be quiet a lot of the time because of the staff who worked in the castle.

• But!

• You had a trick up your sleeve.

• You had a much smaller cottage hidden in the forest near the village. It was a place you often went to take a break from being Queen.

• It also turned into a common place for you a DK ;)

• His favourite thing was when you let your royal persona drop.

• When you weren't being serious, you allowed yourself to have all the fun you wanted.

• DK was a huge fan of using his hands.

• I mean... have you seen them?

• Edging you with his fingers before switching to his tongue was a common trick he used on you.

• You thought he'd become predictable.

• No.

• Somehow, it always took you by surprise.

• You loved riding him while his hands caressed your body.

• He loved when you took control, and you loved when he took control.

• Sharing is caring <3

• A more intimate position you two loved was you sitting in his lap, facing him.

• Sure, under the covers he may have been fucking you to the point your legs would shake, but your bodies were so close, so connected.

• Whether you maintained eye contact, made out passionately, or he was giving you hickeys all over your neck, you were so in love with him.

• Every time you two would have alone time, it was always fun.

• Never serious.

• And never boring.

Hello again! I apologise if this was a bit too long, but I didn't want to leave anything out :)

I hope you liked it @autistic-solar-fandom !

I'm currently writing a longer NSFW oneshot which will be posted in the next couple days. See you then!

#super mario bros #donkey kong #donkey kong x reader #x reader #headcanons

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A little fantasy

It was just another day where I had nothing planned. My wife had gone to work and I was just browsing Yahoo news and getting up to speed for the day. Nothing much really happening in the world so I turned my attention to Doublelist.com.

Now, I'm not really proud of this, but there's always been a part of me that wondered what it would be like to be a girl. Don't get me wrong, I am a man and love fucking women, but this little fantasy would sometimes come to the surface and I would let my mind roll with it.

Getting a little horny, I decided to check out my favorite porn site. I'm particularly turned on by videos where the girl is reluctant on the outside but is really an insatiable slut on the inside. Japanese train vids seem to capture this for me.

Typically, it's a young girl riding a crowded train and the guy behind her is so close she can feel his cock brushing up against her ass. It feels good but she pulls away not wanting anyone to see or think she was nothing but prim and proper.

Soon, he's there again. It feels good and she allows herself to enjoy the sensation for a few seconds before once again pulling away.

The car jolted a bit and he was there again. This time she decided there was nothing she could really do about the crowded situation and decided to enjoy it instead of fighting it.

She closed her eyes and imagined what it must be like to not care what others would think if she simply turned around and dropped to her knees.

Another bump and he brushed against her again. Mmmm, she thought, feels sooo good! She could swear he had grown much larger. She decided to try and see if he was doing this on purpose or it was just her imagination. So she pushed back a little and kind of rubbed her ass a little side to side.

She didn't have to wait long for her answer because he slowly lowered his free hand to her waist and pulled her closer.

Wait! She thought. What am I doing? She pulled away and tried focussing on the passing scenery. It was't long before her mind returned to him and wondering what it would be like to simply give in to her desires.

Then she heard it. Hopefully no one else did, but she could swear she heard the sound of a zipper being lowered... Then, she could feel his hand send a shock through her as he touched her bare legs just below her teasingly short skirt.

She thought of pulling away, but it felt so good. His hand slow started creeping up her thigh raising the skirt along with it .

She looked around and was please to see no one seemed to be noticing. She let out a sigh and rubbed her ass against his not free cock.

She really wanted to turn around and take him in her mouth, but realized she probably couldn't without being noticed. So she decided just to enjoy things as the were.

His hand quickly reached her pretty little panties and started tracing the outline of her now dripping pussy. It felt so good! He kept running his finger up and down and grinding his rock hard cock against her ass.

What am I doing? Stop this! She thought to herself.

But the true slut had been released - it was too late to stop now.

Just then, she could feel him slide her panties to the side and slide is cock past her asshole and along her cunt. She leaned forward the best she could to give him better access.

A few thrusts later and he was in! It was pure ectasy! He just stayed there for a few moments before grabbing her hips and pulling her even closer.

She was so wet he slid in without any resistance and started grinding in and out. Each time just a little further in.

She closed her eyes and it wasn't long before it hit her without warning. She was cumming harder than she had ever cummed before! Unnggh!. He was ramming her hard now without any consideration of being seen. She let out a silent scream when she felt his hot cum filling her cunt. She came again with his last thrust.

He held her close for a minute and she savored the the afterglow of a fresh satisfying fuck.

As his cock started shrinking he slipped out and she could feel his cum oozing out and leaking down her leg. She didn't want it to end, but their stop was approaching. He stepped back a bit and she could hear him zipping up his pants. She reached down and adjusted her panties so as to catch the remaining cum and fixed her skirt.

The doors to the train car opened and she followed other out of the car. She then realized she hadn't even looked around to see who she had just fucked! She lifted her eyes and found that several men looking at her with a knowing smile! But which one was it?

Oh well, I'll find out tomorrow!

#beta sissy #i want to be a girl #sissy for bbc

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eternally-smitten · 6 months

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Drabblecember - Cold Weather

pairing: Natalie x Father Paul Hill

summary: Natalie was caught unprepared for the winter weather and Paul did what he could to help

word count: ~ 1.1k

author's note: First drabblecember prompt!!! I couldn't resist writing for Paul. I have this headcanon that he just loves winter and the holidays so I couldn't not have him go first!

The inhabitants of Crockett Island were no stranger to the cold. Chilly weather kind of came with living on an island surrounded by 30 miles of ocean in every way. Everyone’s closets were packed to the gills with heavy jackets, sweaters, and layers upon layers of long sleeved shirts and flannels. Even with that, the winter winds always surprised some. Specifically, Natalie.

While she did grow up in a colder area where the winters were dry and harsh, nothing could’ve prepared her for the winter months by the sea. All the hot chocolate or tea in the world couldn’t make her feel warm. She was convinced she was cursed with how she still felt like she got a chill from the weather even after layering up so much she felt like a kid in a too big snowsuit. Natalie almost wished that there was another librarian on the island so that she could take a long vacation somewhere warm during these months but alas, she was needed. Thankfully the library had heating.

This morning was typical and like every other. Natalie had to wake up early, did her best to dress in her heaviest and her warmest sweater, and had to brave the cold winds on her walk to work. Once she stepped outside, she was immediately miserable. She silently kicked herself for not buying a scarf sooner and buried her face in the collar of her coat before stepping out into the small snow flurry that started. The roads were barely dusted with the snowflakes, so they weren’t too slick yet. It was still early yet, so barely anyone was up or if they were, they were already out on the water already to fish. Her face was so buried in her coat that she barely noticed the scenery around her and assumed she was alone this morning.

“Ah, Natalie,” A voice stopped her in her tracks and made her unbury her face to see who was speaking. Paul was standing before her, bundled up in a thick winter coat and a knitted scarf.

“Oh, good morning!” She greeted, making puffs of air visible as she spoke, “I’m surprised to see you out and about so early!”

He gave her a smile, “I actually quite like early morning walks. The streets are usually empty and I have a chance to enjoy my own company without being stopped.”

“Well, I’m sorry for interrupting your quiet morning.” Natalie joked, her cheeks burning from the cold.

“No need for apologies. I’m always happy to see a pretty-” Paul coughed to cover his slip up, “Excuse me, this chill is deadly, I’m afraid. I’m always happy to see a friendly face. Mind if I join you?”

She shoved her hands in her pockets and moved over on the street so he’d have room, “Please do. I’d love some company. It might be just the thing to warm me up.”

Paul chuckled softly and stood to her right, walking and talking with her, “You look like you need it. Your cheeks look like apples right now.”

“Oh, God,” She popped her collar up around her face, “I mean, sorry, didn’t mean to use His name if that’s what that whole thing means. I’m a bit embarrassed.”

“No, no! It wasn’t a bad thing, I promise!” He couldn’t help snickering at her reaction, “It’s cute, honestly.”

Natalie shook her head, “It certainly doesn’t feel cute. I don’t have a scarf sadly so I have to suffer for it and look like my face got sunburnt from the wind.”

He pulled some gloves out of his pockets and slipped them on, “Well, that’s no good. You definitely want one if you want to live on this small, cold, little island.”

“Yeah, learned that the hard way.” She said into her layers, muffling her voice slightly.

Paul eyed her carefully before pulling his scarf off and stopping her. Without thinking, he pulled her chin up and wrapped it around her neck, “There, too tight? Too loose?”

Natalie’s voice was lodged in her throat. For once, she was somewhat okay with her cheeks being so red from the freezing air so that Father Paul couldn’t tell if the redness was from the cold or from being so flustered. She struggled to get the words out and almost gave up on answering him before coughing out a, “It’s perfect, thank you.”

“Of course, my dear.” He said kindly, “I couldn’t have you catching a cold.”

“I feel a bit funny taking something that belongs to you.” She admitted sheepishly. The scarf’s material felt warm and soft on her skin and it smelled faintly of cologne.

Paul rubbed his gloved hands together to warm them up a bit more, “Please, I insist. I have many at home, anyway. It’s really no trouble.”

Natalie squeezed the plush scarf between her hands, “You don’t plan on letting me keep it, do you? I couldn’t do that. Borrowing it is one thing, but keeping it?”

“Please,” He repeated with a smile, “I really don’t mind. I’d rather be down one scarf than hear you’ve gotten sick from this weather.”

“Really, I can’t!”

He walked her up the steps to the library before stopping to face her, “My mind is made up, Natalie. The scarf is yours. Consider it a very early holiday gift.”

“Paul, I’m-”

“If you’re going to keep it, I must ask you to learn how to properly wear it.” He interrupted, leaning towards her a bit to fiddle with the scarf more.

“Paul…”

“And you must promise me to bake me some of those lovely little pies you made a bit ago.” Paul joked, letting go of her scarf after making sure she would stay warm, “They were just delightful and would be the perfect gift for me.”

Natalie sighed, knowing there is no way to convince him otherwise, “Of course I will. How can I say no to you?”

His cheeks flushed slightly, “Well, I’m looking forward to it. I sincerely hope you have a lovely day and that you stay warm.”

“I definitely will with the help of your scarf.” She waved goodbye, “I hope the same for you.”

Father Paul waved back and turned around to continue his walk alone. Natalie also turned around to unlock the library and open it up to the public. For the rest of her day, she refused to take off her new scarf. The building did have heating but she just couldn’t bear to part with it. It smelled too much like him and it made her feel so warm.

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otakusheep15 · 7 months

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Obey Me Flufftober Day 15

Prompt: Quiet

Pairing: Raphael x reader (gender neutral)

Word count: 564

A/n: We're officially half-way through! I don't see a lot of fics for Raph, so I'm excited to add one for him. I don't talk about him a lot, but I do really like his character.

If there was one word you would use to describe your life in the Devildom, it would be "loud". You're always surrounded by noise. By this point, you've gotten used to it, but that didn't mean you liked it. It was like you could never get a moment of peace while here, regardless of how hard you tried. Even in your room, which was supposed to be your safe place, you couldn't find peace. The second you thought you had a spare moment, one of the brothers would pop in, demanding your attention for one reason or another.

That's why you liked hanging out with Raphael so much. At first, you assumed he didn't like you. He was cold and distant, and rarely spoke a word to you. Then you were told that that was normal for him, and he tended to treat everyone that way. But, recently, he's been around you a lot more. It was never something either of you commented on, but you both noticed. The two of you just gravitated towards each other naturally, and that's how you found yourselves hanging out regularly.

Currently, the two of you were in a secluded area of woods. Everyone else was busy with something or other, so you knew you'd be alone for a while. It was quiet save for the noises from the woods. You sat close but not too close, leaning up against a large tree. If you leaned over even slightly, your shoulders would touch, but you dared not.

Despite him being kind to you, you'd heard stories about Raphael. According to the brothers, he was not to be messed with, and you didn't wanna risk upsetting him. So you stayed put, resisting any temptation to lean into him. Raphael seemed lost in his own little world, content in soaking up the scenery surrounding you. He looked so gorgeous like this, relaxed and at peace.

You wondered how much of the brothers' stories were actually true. They had a tendency to overexaggerate, and you would not be surprised if this were the case. After all, Raphael looks so calm, so how could he be anything like the brothers described? It just seemed so unlikely to you.

After a moment of debate, you decided to risk it. Moving slowly so as not to startle him, you move over and gently rest your head on his shoulder. He doesn't even flinch, but he does look down at you once you've settled in. He doesn't look upset at all. If anything, he looked to have relaxed further, and you could swear you felt him lean into you a bit. The thought flustered you.

The two of you stayed like that for a while. There was no talking, only the sounds of nature. You were close to drifting off, and you were pretty sure he was as well. Of course, all of this peacefulness couldn't last forever, and you were soon interrupted by the shouting of the brothers. Somehow, they had managed to find you, and you let out an audible groan at their presence. When you looked up at Raphael, you saw him repress a small laugh, and you felt a bit of pride for being able to make him laugh. The moment might have been ruined, but it was a moment nonetheless, and you enjoyed it. Hopefully this would happen again soon.

#obey me raphael #shall we date obey me #obey me #flufftober #flufftober 2023 #obey me fluff #obey me scenarios #obey me headcanons #raphael headcanons #raphael x reader #gender neutral reader #obey me mc #gender neutral mc

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sleepy-gee · 3 months

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famine┊vampire!coryo/sejanus┊chapter two┊fic navi┊playlist

His first day home after the incident

word count: 1.6k

trigger warnings: emetophobia, starvation

Much to his displeasure, he wasn't allowed to go home for a week- He could already imagine the conversation he would have with his family. He was forced to stay in that same dim room for a while, the only interaction he had being assistants asking him the same questions over and over. If I knew my name yesterday, I'm pretty sure I still know it today.

They brought him meals twice a day, yet he found himself rejecting them. On his first night, when they brought him a simple ham and cheese sandwich, he found himself throwing up the thing after a few bites. The same thing followed with breakfast the following day and the dinner he ingested later the same night. So, he just gave up on eating. Dr. Gaul refused to explain why he couldn't keep anything down.

Sleep was another thing his body denied him after a certain point. He passed out after having the first ham sandwich for God knows what reason, but it wasn't sleeping. Just being unconscious. He'd lay there for hours with his eyes closed, waiting to drift off into unconsciousness, but nothing would happen. And he felt fine. Completely fine. Better than fine, actually. The normal wear and tear he felt in his day to day life vanished. It was odd. He missed the way hunger would dig its claws into his stomach. Made him work harder, more productively. He had something to go for, but now? Nothing.

When Coriolanus was allowed home, the whole ordeal was very secretive. He had a team of peacekeepers escort him into a hidden garage, where a black limousine waited for him. Now this, he could get used to. The car was a lot more spacious than it appeared to be on the outside, coolers lining the walls filled with all sorts of beverages. The smells all conflicted, overwhelming his senses.

He sat down on the plush leather, resisting the urge to grab one of the candies off a tray to his right. He didn't want to risk throwing that up as well and ruining his uniform. The thing probably reeked. He hadn't been issued a change of clothes and was denied when he asked for some. You're changing the chemistry of my body. The least you can do is give me a clean shirt.

He was joined by two peacekeepers who sat opposite from him, looking bored. Ah, great. More awkwardness. Coriolanus cleared his throat before turning his gaze out the window. Was the sun always that bright? He flinched away from it, scooting over just enough to be hidden where the sun couldn't reach him.

"Have you eaten yet?" One of the peacekeepers asked out of the blue. Coriolanus shook his head no. "That explains it.. Here." He grabbed a bottle from one of the coolers off to the side and handed it to him.

Coriolanus took the bottle carefully and sniffed. It smelled incredible. "What's in this?"

"Just drink it. Doctor's orders."

He squinted in annoyance before screwing off the lid and taking a sip. What followed was cold, thick, and had a hint of iron. Refreshing. He drank around half of the bottle before handing it back, wiping off his lips with the back of his hand. Something red stained his skin.

"What was in that?" He asked, adding on after a moment, "I'm feeling better."

"Afraid we can't say that, sir." The other peacekeeper spoke up. "It's classified."

Some help you are. Coriolanus thought bitterly, turning his attention back to the scenery outside. They were approaching his block. He tensed. What would he even say to Tigris and the Grandma'am? He didn't have answers to any of the questions he'd ask.

“We have created the first human mutt in Panem history, and we call it a vampire.” The doctor's voice rang in his head. Vampire.. What the hell even was a vampire? It sounded so familiar, yet so foreign..

He shook off the thought as the car came to a stop. The peacekeepers got out first, then ushered him out as well. He muttered a quick and polite ‘thank you, gentlemen.’ Before watching the limousine round back to the cave it came from. The sun peeked out from its place behind the clouds, and he took that as a sign to begin his trudge up the stairs to his penthouse. Why did it sting his skin so bad?

Coriolanus was able to climb them easier than he remembered. It was long and tedious, sure, but he didn't feel the slightest amount of exhaustion. What he felt mostly was dread.

Just like a bandaid, he told himself as he opened the door to his penthouse. The place was just as he remembered. He entered with newfound stealth, not yet calling out for his family. What would he even say? Should he lie? Probably. But what would be plausible? He didn’t know if Gaul had updated his family on his.. Condition? Could he even call it his condition?

Ponder on that later. He thought, making a beeline for the bathroom. It was still pretty early in the day, so they shouldn’t have run out of hot water yet. A hot shower was just what he needed after the whole ordeal.

He wouldn’t be able to stay in for too long since Tigris normally got up for work around his time. Shit, Tigris. Maybe he should’ve pondered a bit longer on what to say to his cousin- A response for if they knew and a response for if they didn’t know what happened to him.

He was too exhausted to bother putting on anything proper, slipping on a fresh pair of underwear and his father's silk robe. Hopefully now he looked a little more proper. He wiped off the small build up of condensation on the mirror and went to grab his hairbrush, freezing at the sight of his reflection.

He looked sick. Pale. Even more so than usual. His eyes, already naturally cold, had lost their sense of humanity. He looked dead.

And what was the most concerning were the two little fangs starting to grow in.

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Exhausted and maybe even delusional, too, Coriolanus retreated to his bedroom, deciding a nap would be for the best. He awoke to the sound of his name being called and his shoulders being shaken. He jolted awake, pawing at whoever was attacking him. “Coriolanus! God, where the hell have you been?!”

Once the sleep had cleared from his eyes, he was able to see who it was- Tigris, in all of her tired, half awake beauty. He opened his mouth to speak, but all that left his mouth was air that Tigris managed to squeeze out of his lungs with a crushing hug. “Don't you do that to me again.”

She doesn't know. He wrapped his arms around his cousin in return, patting her back awkwardly until she pulled away, still clinging onto one of his hands. “Now, what the hell happened?”

“I.. Caught a flu. You know the one that's going around? A new strand, very.. Very dangerous.” Could I be any worse at lying? “They quarantined me in Dr. Gaul’s lab.. Wouldn't let me go until I was symptom free.”

Tigris didn't buy it one bit. He could tell by the look in her eyes, but he also knew her well enough to know that she wouldn't press anymore than she would have to. “.. I'm glad you're okay. Why didn't you call, though?”

“Oh.. Her lab. It's- It's deep underground. Out of reception range.” Maybe he was better at lying than he originally thought he was. “Phones were prohibited. She's very.. Very secretive.”

The look in Tigris’ eyes shifted. Had he managed to fool her so easily? ".. Like I said, just don't do that to me again. I don't know what I'd do if I lost you, too."

Coriolanus frowned, squeezing his cousin's hand. "Don't you worry about that.. I'm not going anywhere.."

Tigris squeezed his hand back. "They fed you down there, right? You look ghastly, Coryo. No offense."

"I feel ghastly." He chuckled softly. "They did, don't worry.. Most boring ham and cheese sandwiches I've ever tasted."

"Still.." Tigris placed the back of her hand against his forehead. "You look like a ghost.. I'm going to make you something not so boring."

Coriolanus caught her wrist as she began to stand up. "Don't. Save it for the Grandma'am." Came the response, quick as second nature.

Tigris pulled her bony wrist away gently. "I'm sure the Grandma'am will understand.. She's been worried sick about you, too, you know."

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Lunch went as he had expected. Tigris had made him an excellent chicken noodle soup with some leftover bits of last night's dinner, and he spewed it right back up. At least he wasn't alone this time. Tigris brushed his curls out of his face and rubbed his back, muttering kind words like she used to when they were younger. "Maybe you're not over that flu yet.."

Coriolanus groaned, slouching back onto his bed. "Maybe.. I hope it passes soon.. I don't want to stay away from the Academy for too long."

"They'll understand.. That reminds me. We got a call from the Plinth's earlier. Their boy has been worried about you."

".. Sejanus?" He asked.

Tigris nodded, combing back his sweat-soaked curls. "Hasn't seen you all week. He said something about Dr. Gaul and the thing you had with her.. You asked him for advice on something?"

".. Oh.. That was nothing. Just another one of her assignments on the glory of war." He laughed weakly. "I wouldn't worry too much about it."

"I don't like her, just from what I've heard about her.. She sounds scary. How demented do you have to be to want to come up with new ways to kill children every year?"

It's not that hard, actually. "Maybe she just has a.. Vivid imagination."

#the hunger games #thg #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #tbosbas #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #tigris snow #snowjanus #coriolanus x sejanus #vampire au #vampire!coriolanus #vampire!coryo au #human!sejanus #vampirism

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niffala · 7 months

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Xanax & Things That go Bump in the Night (Pt. 2)

Warnings: a little angsty, a little sexy

A/N: Takes place fall of ‘86. No stealing, no reposts, no translations, no feeding to AIs. Comments, reblogs and likes are always welcome and appreciated.

Chapter 1 Series Masterlist Main Masterlist

Chapter 2

Steve gaped at the haunting figure with wide startled eyes. Unsure of what he should do, or if this was even really happening.

In a blur, a pale hand reached out to close his mouth. Easily sliding past Steve, the other man strutted through the small apartment. Checking out his new surroundings before turning back to the transfixed brunette.

"What's wrong, Harrington? You look like you've seen a ghost."

Brows drawn together, Steve slowly shut the door, "No. I um…" His head whipped around in alarm, "WAIT, AM I?"

Eddie threw his arms out in front of him, wiggling his fingers as he moved closer, “Whoo-oo-oo-oo…” Once nose to nose, he captured Steve’s hand in his own, resting the other on his waist. He began swaying to a tune only he could hear. “What's the verdict, am I alive?”

“But, but I saw your body, you were dead. You died!”

Eddie shrugged, “Temporarily. Woke up to a whole new me.” He slid his hand to Steve's back, pulling him tighter. Enjoying the feel of the man's body heat.

“How are you here?” Steve whispered, his gaze shifting to their interlocked fingers. He could definitely feel the pressure of the other hand, and the chill. He doesn’t think his brain could make that up.

“Got pretty lonely down there with only screeching beasts and a veiny psychopath to keep me company. Guy’s like the love child of Darth Vader and Freddy Kruger,” Eddie shudders. “The weather also left a lot to be desired. I desperately needed a change of scenery and someone to talk to, so I flew out to find you, big boy.”

Steve’s face scrunched up as a thought occurred to him. “You’re what's been following me! Why did you wait so long to say something? I thought the worst.”

“I had to be sure I was in control.” The darker haired man let the weight of his words linger for a moment. “I called out to you several times, but you ignored me. Hurt my lil feelings.”

Steve pulled out of Eddie's embrace, heading for the telephone. "I have to tell the others."

He caught Steve's hand before he could pick up the receiver. "Not tonight. Let's keep it just you and me for now. What do ya say?"

Eddie could hear the startled man's heartbeat thumping wildly in his chest. Unable to help himself, he buried his nose into Steve's neck, inhaling deeply.

Steve nervously backed away, scratching his cheek. Once again questioning his own sanity.

"You've never been scared of me before Harrington, don't start now."

"I- I'm not. This is just…" he swallowed. "A lot. It's a lot." Steve took a few more steps into the kitchen, opening cupboards and the fridge. He intended to offer a snack or beverage, but admitted the choices were limited to poptarts and tap water.

Eddie chuckled at the attempt at being a good host. "Sorry, that shit isn't in my approved diet anymore."

"Then what is?"

The pale guest smiled, showing off his prominent fangs. "Thought it was obvious; special liquid diet."

Steve's face fell, "Are you here to kill me?"

"Never. I wouldn't hurt you. I just missed you is all. Hoping you missed me too."

"Ya, I- I- I did. You made quite the impression on me. With your," he gestured to all of Eddie. "And your," he made another gesture Eddie couldn't interpret. "And just being you."

"Wow, Harrington, now I know how you got that King Steve playboy rep. With these eloquently honeyed words coming out of that pretty mouth, who could resist your charm." Eddie moves in again, placing both hands on the former jock's chest.

Steve blushes. Eddie has always been intense, unapologetically in your face, but this was different. The air around him was different, alluring, pulling him in.

"Lucky for you, I have no intention of resisting you." Eddie paused, waiting for him to make the next move.

The ticking of the wall clock and Steve's breathing were amplified in the quiet room. A pair of trembling arms wrapped around Eddie. Followed by lips nearing his own.

Suddenly, car lights shone through the window, reflecting off Eddie's eyes. Vickie was dropping Robin at home.

Before his roommate could open the door, the man in his arms seemingly disappeared. Leaving Steve to wonder if it was all in his head.

Chapter 3 (coming soon)

#niffala fics #steddie angst #steve harrington angst #eddie munson angst #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson

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stellartales · 2 years

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grown-up chongyun headcanons

a/n — so i couldn't decide between writing headcanons or scenarios for chongyun for this theme (below) so i decided to incorporate BOTH. i hope this is interesting! | m.list

when grown-up!Chongyun is secretly in love with f!reader:

as we all know Chongyun is a Yang+++ guy who gets his Yang meter full pretty easily, simply by feeling emotional he would need to fumble around his inventory for his popsicles to cool him down.

i'd imagined what would Chongyun be like if he were to secretly harbor feelings for reader, and it would be absolutely adorable.

▪︎ The day his feelings for her turned romantic

♡ a calm sense of contentment warmed in his chest. the gentle sunlight glittering across the deep blue waters below the teahouse and the salty, cool sea breeze drew an inevitable smile on his face, reminding him that it was okay to take a break from his exorcists duties and training once in a while.

even better, he had great company. chin resting in the palm of his hand, Chongyun couldn't resist the blissful sigh escaping him.

"it's nice being out here today, isn't it?

"...yeah. the temperature is perfect too." Chongyun mumbled against his hand, his eyes lazily shifting away from the scenery.

the smile stretching across his face to form a bigger one at her comment froze, along with his next breath caught in his throat.

the lazy nonchalance in his eyes evaporated as he found himself awestruck.

confusion furrowed in his eyes as Chongyun became aware of the sudden weird churning sensation of his stomach and his heart speeding in his chest.

maybe he had been staring out at the bright scenery for a bit too long. or maybe his eyes were getting too dry from the salty breeze.

for some strange reasons, her eyes seemed to be dripping gold in the soft golden rays of the sun filtering through the overhanging canopy of green leaves above. blowing wind stirring her hair to dance prettily against her face was making emotions in him stir too.

perhaps, he was having indigestion from the food he devoured.

his eyes flew down to the bowl he abandoned beside him after eating, sensing an increasing warmth in his face. did the cold noodles contain alcohol and he wasn't told?

furrowed gaze softened a tad as he raised his gaze to her curiously, and again his heart did an odd somersault in his chest at the vibrant look on her face. somehow everything about her just seemed...strangely dazzling now. weird.

returning his chin to his palm, Chongyun turned his head to face the sea again, but his eyes lingered, staring out from the sides of his eyes, blinking once, twice and—

her eyes suddenly swung over upon sensing a gaze on her. "...Chongyun?" she blinked back.

startled to be caught staring, Chongyun yelped in surprise, sitting upright so fast he nearly toppled backwards. His face grew beetroot red as he steadied himself.

"ma-man, such a h-hot day!" —then unceremoniously yanked out two popsicles and stuffed them into his mouth. ♡

as mentioned canonly in the game, Chongyun constantly has to rein in his emotions to avoid getting "too hot" from his easily-roused Yang energy.

so he has definitely trained himself to be hyperaware of his emotions and is attuned to how his body responds (i.e. heart speeding up, stomach feeling weird and all, face warming) hence i included all these into the little scene above.

in finding out his feelings for reader, he is pretty dense tbh. he would be aware of his body reactions and the rise in his Yang energy but he wouldn't think it was due to his growing attraction toward her.

the last part where he got caught staring, he still is clueless, but is definitely embarrassed to be caught staring that's all. he's still figuring what's going on and note how he went for his popsicles right away, cause his Yang energy then was surging from his emotions.

▪︎ Hanging around her is a battle for him

♡ "Chongyun!"

The focused glint in his eyes shattered as he tore his gaze away from the bulletin board, turning his head to the call of his name.

A startled breath puffed out of his lungs in his surprise to see her running toward him. Red tinted his cheeks as the young man felt his heart quicken, the heat in his body rising at the sight closing the distance.

The smile on her face shining bright at him, dazzling as if the sun was the one which drew it there. Her eyes shone like she held all the stars in there.

These were the things he loved about her, yet hated what they could do to him. No amount of popsicles with him was enough to keep his Yang energy at bay as long as she was around. ♡

Of course after the first scenario, he eventually understood that he harbors romantic feelings for reader after talking it out with Xingqiu. As much as he enjoys her company, Chongyun always find himself needing to brace himself for a surge in Yang energy within him. He would consciously try to keep his emotions under control — tighter control over them. more than he usually do when she isn't around

but often he finds the Yang energy in him surging despite his efforts — a smile or simply touching him in her enthusiasm could do that. the thing is, he actually likes them, so he would never tell her to stop.

▪︎ From friendship to relationship, a slow-burn development for it entails mutual pining and misunderstandings involving jealousy

sometimes he avoids her

♡ a hand was brought to his chin — a habit which stuck with him since early adolescence whenever he had to think— as Chongyun scanned Xingqiu's cursive handwriting reporting sightings of evil in the wilderness outside the city.

the lively cacophony of Liyue market easily fell past his awareness as deep thoughts stirred behind blue eyes. the curious stares drawn to his tall stature were too missed as he stood at the edge of the streaming crowd.

the streets of Liyue had seen him, had watched him developed over his maturing years into the man he is but still, as someone who stood tall in a milling crowd of common folks with messy hair boring the color of ice and dressed in the intricate gears of an exorcist was hard to miss.

somewhere in the crowd, a spark of recognition lit in her eyes focused on him and her lips stretched by a delightful grin as she maneuvered her way through.

hand leaving his chin to fish for the map in his inventory, his eyes flitted over to the map he unfolded, searching for the location mentioned in Xingqiu's notes to him.

"...Chongyun...Chongyun...Chongyun!"

the glint of concentration in his gaze shattered, the thoughts in his head scattered as his eyes snapped up from the map. "—huh?"

Chongyun stared dumbfounded, blinking once, twice at the pretty eyes staring up him, blinking back at him.

in the few short seconds of his stunned silence, his heart suddenly sped up in his chest, a crimson warmth spread up from his neck, his eyes widened, dilating and the Yang energy in him surging.

—all these was all before his brain finally caught up with his racing heart and realized that she was...

his next breath came out sharply as he staggered back in a hasty surprise.

...so close. too close...too close! he screamed inwardly, suddenly feeling dizzy.

t-those eyes he'd always thought was prettier than the most beautiful flower in Liyue...was r-right up in his face.

it was her turn to look at him in confusion, tilting her head...

another sharp inhale rushed into his lungs.

...rather adorably at him.

oh no.

his hands flew to cup his hot cheeks, feeling ready to pass out. oh no.

"he-hello...erm hi!" if he was red a second ago, he was tomato bright red. "nice...nice to see you! so-sorry...!"

then turned on his heels and ran, spluttering his apologies and puzzled stares along the way. the map and the notes he abandoned in his haste were left fluttering down to the ground at her feet. ♡

so instead he would not meet her eyes or would try to slip him out of her grasp as gently and subtly as he could. And if things got a bit too much for him, he would throw out an excuse and hurry off. Or sometimes, he simply avoids her.

sadly, even if he likes the reader, she would never know cause his actions often are mistaken as his disinterest or discomfort with her. so even if feelings are mutual and they are secretly pining for each other, it would take a longggg time for their feelings to be make known unless one actually says it.

he could interact anyone, just fine. often, this would cause misunderstandings and sadness for the reader.

♡ the sky over Liyue Harbor were in shades of orange and dark by the time she completed the commissions for today and collected her rewards from Katheryne at the Adventure Guild Reception booth.

her heart felt heavy even after a whirlwind of adventure in the wilderness for the commissions. all so that she could forget about a certain exorcist and his strange behaviors around her.

a brooding face of deep thoughts and actions heavy with the dark feelings sinking her heart, the smile she flashed at Katheryne before she walked away failed to reach her eyes.

she hated the ugly distance between Chongyun and her.

the brush of their hands would make him flinch as if she'd scalded him. a look at him would send his eyes snapping away to focus on somewhere else. a touch of her head on his shoulder which she used to do could would make him shift away.

he no longer accompany her on commissions or invite her to seek out evil spirits anymore.

he could be talking to someone else, totally unbothered at one moment, and flee the next second he sees her approaching.

...it was as if she was an evil spirit or a demon herself.

did he somehow grow to hate her or something? And she was too dense to take the hint?

a deep weary sigh left her as she tried to shut out her depressing thoughts.

Chihu Rock was full of shadows cast by the shophouses and trees rooted within the premises by the time she was drawn out of her turmoil. the evening crowd was beginning to fill up the streets as dinnertime drew near.

the hunger pangs in her stomach was reminding her to join them to fill it with her next meal as well.

storing her hard-earned keeps from her commissions away, she stood atop of the short winding stairs leading her back down to join the evening strollers in the lower street.

the wind bringing hints of the approaching night was slightly chilly but comforting after a tiring day running errands. a genuine smile graced her lips as she took in a grateful breath of the aromas calling out from the various eateries around the area.

her stomach grumbled again.

climbing down the stairs, her eyes were drawn to the closest restaurant, enticed by the air of delicious spiciness diffusing from Wanmin Restaurant.

but something else inside the restaurant caught her eyes. through the opened windows of the eatery, her gaze fell on a familiar head of ice-blue hair, and the weight in her heart returned once more.

her legs made a step in the direction, urged by the wistfulness to talk to him, laugh with him, to close the distance — and perhaps, to just quench the lonely ache his odd behaviors around her left in her heart.

she'd been hoping to return the map and written notes Chongyun left behind in a hurry a week ago. maybe, just maybe she could use them as an excuse.

the small lift of hope in her tugged her to the entrance of the restaurant.

her heart soared at another familiar face she caught chatting cheerfully with him from behind the stove.

...Xiangling!

she lifted a leg to start up the little stairs at the entrance, but a quiet voice of doubt intervened—

what if she wasn't wanted here? what if she was intruding and ruining what good times they were having? that cheerfulness on Chongyun would probably vanish in her presence.

it was clear from the get-go that the exorcist didn't want anything to do with her.

a sad, wistfulness gaze on the back of the man was all before she turned on her heels to leave the eatery. ♡

watching them trying to get somewhere would like reading a shoujo manga. the development would be slow, frustrating and twisting+ turning like a roller-coaster. (have anyone read ao haru ride / blue spring ride? omg love that manga but damnnnn the ride it takes me get me so frustrated!!) — their development reminds me so much of my time reading that manga XD

from chongyun's PoV, we would understand why he did those things mentioned by reader. but solely from the reader's, it would really look like he wants nothing to do with her.

a/n ♡ alright, this is all i have for this piece! i have more that I'd like to convey in separate stand-alone fics for chongyun; i'm planning to build a masterlist for our ice boy too so im gonna just save the rest for more chongyun x reader fics. i seriously hope this is an enjoyable content. <3 pardon me if there are any awkward errors here, my eyes are tired when i proofread this.

—published on 15.07.2022

#chongyun x reader #chongyun scenarios #chongyun grown up #chongyun imagines #chongyun headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin scenarios #genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin impact #chongyun x traveller #chongyun x her

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rebeccathenaturalist · 1 year

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Now that I've got permits to lead guided nature tours in the WA State Parks in my area, I've been going out and timing how long it takes me to hike each trail without getting distracted along the way so I have a baseline time estimate to give clients. This is more difficult than anticipated, because I hadn't realized just how often I stop because "Oh wow, look at this cool bug!" or "This liverwort needs to go on iNaturalist!" or "The lighting here is absolutely perfect and I HAVE to take a picture!" I mostly managed to stay on task today as I hiked the North Head Trail at Cape Disappointment, but I couldn't resist getting in a few shots and iNaturalist observations along the way.

I figure that stopping and looking at cool stuff is going to be a big part of these tours, but I suppose it's always possible I'll get someone who really just wants to speedwalk a few miles through pretty scenery, with my (possibly literally) running commentary along the way.

#nature #PNW #forest #Pacific Northwest #Washington #outdoors #hiking #iNaturalist #tourism #ecotourism #Cape Disappointment

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the-pinstriped-hood · 2 years

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A Bubble of Peace

Part 3

The vehicles had finally come to stop in a small forest, with a trail leading to the lake.

"See! I told you, Vin! No people!" Lester grinned. "Ya'll oughta trust me more..."

"Yeah yeah so you were right, so what?" Bo asked.

"So cry about it, honeysuckle..." Lester snarked.

There was barking in the distance as Jonesy tackled Lester. "There's my baby girl!!"

The girls finally joined them. "Long truck ride?" Ava asked as she sat in the bed of Bo's truck with Lester.

"Time flew by actually..." Bo smiled, grabbing his towel and Percy's hand. "This trip was a good idea." Vincent smiled, taking off his mask and setting it in his things.

"Well then what are we waiting for?!" Ellie piped up, "let's get going this lake is gorgeous!!"

All three couples made their way, the scenery was beautiful, the sun shone on the lake without a cloud in the sky. A perfect day for an outing like this.

Ellie was putting plenty of sunscreen on Vincent so he didn't burn and an umbrella to put up to shield him.

Bo and Percy laid their towels down as Percy removed her top and made sure her black cover up was on tight. She looked around nervously before Bo tapped her and motioned for her to turn around. "Don't want you to burn neither, Darlin'." He smiled, rubbing sun screen on her back. "S'pretty bathing suit you got on~ wonder if it looks better on the ground than it does on you?" He purred quietly in her ear. "You shush..." Percy giggled.

Ava was busy getting her face and arms. "Les? Can you come get my back for me hon?" Easy to say after all the times Lester's slept with Ava, he was still nervous about touching her this intimately. He still managed to get all the space on her back though. "Thanks Baby." She kissed him. He blushed and gave her a hug as Jonesy interrupted them giving them a flurry of kisses.

After a while the gang was enjoying themselves, reading in Bo and Percy's case, sketching or playing fetch with Jonesy and a stick. Ava was standing near the start to the lake as Percy handed her glass of wine to Bo.

She silently gestured to Ellie and made a swinging motion. Ellie grinned and gave eachother a wicked look. The girls grabbed Ava by her arms and leg steady to throw Ava into the lake. Ava screamed as the girls counted.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!!!" Both girls yelled as Ava made a splash into the lake. Ellie and Percy were on the ground laughing their asses off as Ava came up for air. "The fuck?!"

"We couldn't resist!!" Percy cried.

"We came up with it as we were planning the trip, it had to happen Ava, I'm sorry..." Ellie cackled.

Bo and Vincent stared, surprised and both cracked up laughing. Ava and Lester rolled their eyes. "We'll get'chu back for that!"

"Yeah, sure!"

Time went by and they stopped for lunch, Ellie having packed an entire picnic.

The girls were on a sloped hill side just hanging out in the grass as Ellie made flower crowns from dandelions. "Ava you make a pretty damn good scout, this place is gorgeous..." Percy smiled.

"this place is practically magical...." Ellie smiled, looking over the edge and watching the boys skip rocks on the edge of the water and keeping tally. "It's so nice to see them, acting like brothers again..." Ava smiled.

The girls all gave eachother a hug. "You know what this needs? A picture..." Ava smiled. They agreed and with the lake in the backround they took a nice photo. And then Ava pushed Ellie and Percy over the cliff into the deep lake. Both came up for air, treading water. "Hey!!" Percy yelled up to Ava, Getting the boys attention. "The fuck?!"

"Cry about it, honeysuckle! I told you I'd get you two back!" Ava grinned, walking away.

The girls got out as Lester was laughing his head off. "That's my girl, Ava!"

Bo and Vincent were not having it, deciding to wrestle with their kid brother. "Yeah but our girls got yours first!!" Bo proclaimed.

After all of that died down the group was all pretty exhausted from playing a few brackets of chicken. The driver's switched as Bo Vincent were asleep and so was Jonesy, Ava and Percy.

It had been a very, very good day. And the sunset was even more beautiful. The end to a perfect day.

The End.

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#bo sinclair #house of wax #house of wax 2005 #slashers #vincent sinclair #lester sinclair #Percy Jones OC #oc Ava #House of Wax OC

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