#OUR CAPTAIN IS SUCH A SCAREDY CAT

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A Strawhat Sleepover Zoro x Sanji x Fem!Reader (NSFW)

word count: 7k

small summary: Luffy, Usopp, and chopper had a great idea. They decided to throw a crew sleepover, but when alcohol and party games get introduced, the peaceful night gets a lot more interesting.

CW: Threesome, face fucking, oral (M&F), Drunk sex, slight neck grabbing

A/N: just wanted to point out that this is my first time writing a fanfic(Audible gasp) so it might or might not suck ass 💀 imma apologize in advance for any spelling mistakes/ incorrect sentences or smthing 😭 But hope yall enjoy it!

Also gonna colour code the names teehee

(some ppl share a colour cuz theres only so many 😒)

Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Usopp, Chopper, Robin

since they say shii in this they get colours (sorry franky and brook)

You and the strawhats just finished the dinner your cook Sanji had prepared. Your captain had looked like he was about to pop, his belly gotten so round from all the food he just consumed. You'd tried to contain the smile that was about to form from how Luffy looked like an overstuffed Turkey, but having your fellow cremates Usopp and Chopper laughing hysterically in your ear wasn't helping. You eventually broke out laughing after Luffy had tried to get up but falling in the process making a cartoon "boing" sound effect.

It was getting late and the crew had slowly started to do their nightly routine. You had just put on your pajamas when all of a sudden you hear Luffy yell " EVERYONE COME TO THE DECKKKKK!!!! " you obviously hear your loud captain and rush to the deck.

Everyone had arrived eager to know what they were called for. An emergency? a marine Ship spotted? another Pirate Ship that had threaten to attack the Sunny and steal all our-

....

"Guys! Usopp, chopper, and I had a great idea!! We should all have a sleepover on the deck since chopper has never been to a sleepove-" Before he could finshes Nami and Sanji started beating poor Luffy and Usopp up, forgetting Chopper had also been a part of this.

"YOU GUYS ARE SO STUPID!! I THOUGHT SOMETHING BAD HAPPENED"

Nami scolded the both of them hard, You stood there rubbing your head in relief/annoyance. On one hand yay! nothing is wrong. On the other hand. Dumbasses.

Through luffys beaten up faces, he mustered up a muffled apologized

"WHY DID I GET PUNCHED? CHOPPER WAS THE ONE THAT BROUGHT IT UP!"

"DON'T BRING ME INTO THIS"

"YOU WERE ALREADY IN THIS"

"ALL OF YOU BE QUIET"

...

All of this was too much, especially for it being night time, but a sleepover doesn't sound too bad, The wind had been stale for the whole day and the ship had barely made it anywhere, so spending more time with your fellow crewmates couldn't be so bad right? You along with chopper had never been to a sleepover so this idea sparked the inner child in you. After all the fuss had worn off, the others had given their thoughts on the idea.

"I think the idea isn't too bad"

you were honestly a little surprised that Robin was willing to do it, actually thinking about it... it would be nice to hear her read a bedtime story for everyone, the way she reads storys never fails to soothe you.

"Me too! as long as we get to do sleepover stuff...like...uhh..."

The crew looked at you waiting to hear an example.

. . .

"To be honest I have no clue" You shrugged giving an embarrassed smile.

"ahh y/n, there's a ton of stuff to do during a sleepover! Like pillow fights, storytelling, playing tricks on people-"

Usopp was suddenly cut off at the burst of thought Nami had

"Yea! and we can also tell spoooky storys!"

Nami gave an evil stare at Usopp, knowing how much of a scaredy-cat he is.

"WHATCHA LOOKIN' AT ME FOR?!"

" Ya know what? I think a sleepover is a great idea as well!"

" I think this sounds stupid, I want my sleep"

"Zoro... You take naps every day, I think you'll be fine"

"tsk" Zoro gave an annoyed look

"Fine, if it'll stop all your whining"

of course, Sanji said yes, if thats what it takes to spend more time with the ladies he'll put up with the other's shenanigans.

Everyone had agreed, and now comes the sleepover prepping! Since there were no sleeping bags on board they loaded up in blankets and pillows! Luffy was telling Sanji the snacks, food, and drinks he wanted him to prepare. Usopp, Chopper, and Franky had all started to come up with stuff to do in case they start to get bored. Robin, Nami, and brook were collecting some stories to read, Nami and brook were getting the scariest ones, and you were setting up the sleeping area with Zoro.

You and Zoro we on good terms, you would sometimes ask him to help you train and would study him a lot. You were never really a love-crazy person, but something about the way Zoro carries himself made your heart beat a little faster, It got especially worse when you started hanging around him more often. Obviously you would never want to admit this, even if you do sometimes let your mind wander off thinking about him, or would sometimes catch yourself staring at him too hard while he trained. You don't want to admit you have a slight crush on him, because if you did you'd only have your heart broken. You respected Zoro, but you also acknowledge how empty-headed he can be, you know that someone like Zoro doesn't do love, the only thing on his mind was swords, sake, and sleep. You'd sometimes daydream about what he'd be like as a boyfriend, but you knew it would never work between you two. Although you knew all of this... you still had those nights when you'd crave his touch, fantasizing what it would feel like to have his big thick hands caress the hot inners of your thighs, feel the warmth of his body against yours, the idea of having him manhandle you all night long just excited you.

"Oi, you should pick whichever blanket and pillow you want before the others get back"

With that you snapped back from being lost in thought, all this Zoro nonsense was starting to get to your head. You didn't want to like him, but your heart said "hmm yes, sword-man"

it was first come first serve when it came to the blankets/pillows, some were better than others so you took the chance to take the best ones. Zoro on the other hand took whichever one he picked up first.

You didn't know where to lay your stuff, so you just picked the middle of the deck. Zoro just plopped his stuff across from yours. Your feelings regarding him just kept coming back to your head, but after hearing Sanji and Luffy come out of the kitchen and the others start returning to the deck, you felt more at ease.

Sanji and Luffy were carrying some snacks that the chef had prepared, dead eyeing Luffy to make sure he didn't even eat a crumb of it, alas, we know how Luffy is.

A few kicks in the hip later and everyone had finally settled down into their sleeping area, Sanji though was handing out special desserts he had made for the ladies. You know how Sanji is.

When you first joined the crew you had a pretty big crush on Sanji, he had stolen your heart with his kindness, respect, and obviously his gentlemanliness. You knew if you wanted to be in a relationship with him, you could. However as time went on, your thoughts started flying everywhere, you'd wonder if he'd be a committed boyfriend, and you'd soon come to your conclusion that he just didn't seem like the loyal type, though you didn't have any proof of this well other then the fact he acts like a dog in heat around other women, thoughts just kept building up to the point where you started to distance yourself from him a little. Not by too much, just ignoring his flirtatious comments/compliments, never being in a room alone with him, and always being one of the first people to leave the kitchen after they're done eating. However, even with all your efforts to get this man outta your heart, you still can't look him in the eyes for too long without blushing, the way he gazes at you so softly always makes your heart melt.

"Y/n! I made you this pastry, I put all my heart into it! I hope it tastes as good as you look~"

His stupid heart-eyed expression always annoyed you, he'd do that to any girl he sees in a 1-mile radius. You thanked him and took his pastry, adverting eye contact.

You hated how pathetic you felt, both Zoro and Sanji had no clue how they made you feel, and that alone made you feel so small, and it's not like you'd do anything to change that. You just needed to grow up.

As the night went on the straw hat pirates did a list of activities to do. They built a blanket fort, made s'mores (Sanji did all the work, although Luffy did try to make a fire that almost ended in setting the ship on fire merry pt2) Had a pillow fight (which resulted in a few people flying off the ship) Played hide and seek, told scary storys, and finally ending in Robin reading everyone a bedtime story. You almost forgot this was a sleepover and not a party from how much fun you were having, but good things have to come to an end. Everyone was falling asleep, and you were even finding yourself..dozing...off....into.......sleep..............

....

"ACK"

You jolted up awake looking around confused, then look down to see what just hit you...

ah.

You piece the puzzle together, luffy had somehow turned upside down in his sleep and kicked you in the face by accident.

You wanted to hit him back but decided not to, you knew it'd wake up the others in the process.

You looked around to see everyone dead asleep with snores echoing to the area. you guessed it has been a few hours since everyone had fallen asleep. You get up and stretched your back, rubbing your eyes and making your way to the kitchen to grab a drink. You tried to not wake anyone up but it was hard considering it was like a maze to get out of with everyone sleeping on the floor and all. You'd soon happen to walk right above Sanji without even realizing, he grunted softly and adjusted his legs a little but that was enough movement to stop you right in your tracks. You could hear nothing but your heartbeat, it was a nerve-wracking feeling. You stared at him for a while, letting a deep sigh out. You were standing right above his face, with each foot on each side of his shoulder, if he were to wake up to this sight of you... you'd die of embarrassment, never being able to look at him the same. The more you stood there, the more your mind spun with late-night thoughts,

"what if I just sat on his face"

As soon as you thought that you turned bright red, and finally continued your way to the kitchen.

Finally, you made it to the kitchen, after what felt like years. You grab a cup and start filling it up with water until you hear someone walking outside the kitchen, your heart almost skipping a beat. You thought everyone had been off in dreamland at this time of night, but someone was awake aside from you.

You where just about to go see who it is until you hear a loud thud, then some arguing. You had a sneaking suspicion of who it was.

You walked over to check the deck and alas, Zoro had "accidentally" stepped on Sanji's foot, causing Sanji to wake up. They were about to start a commotion until you grabbed their attention and Motion them to shush.

You were thinking how this can get any worse? They end up coming to the kitchen to see what you're up to. At this point, you're panicking a little bit, you alone with the two of them? that thought alone gets your mind racing. You assure yourself that nothing is going to happen.

"Whatcha doing awake at this time of hour?"

"Luffy kicked me awake, I was just grabbing a glass of water."

"Are you ok?? does it still hurt??"

Sanji walked over to you to get a better look at your face, his face closer than it has ever been to yours, his eyes...you felt your heart doing break dances in the sudden excitement but also felt embarrassed. You dodged the eye contact and nervously faked laughed

"Ya! im fine, don't worry it wasn't too hard"

you walked off to take a seat at the table, cup in hand.

"Zoro, what'ya up for?"

"I heard some movement and noise... came to check who it was, ended up waking this guy up to"

Sanji shot an annoyed stare at Zoro, and Zoro shot one back. The tension between them was getting out of hand, you just wanted to drink your water in peace. You decided to cut the water short and go back to sleep, you were about to get up but Zoro gave an idea.

"Well, since we'll all awake, how about we do something while we have a drink"

"That's just your dumb excuse to drink sake you stupid celery stick."

"and what about it? you curly fry!"

What did he wanna do? Zoro went to grab the sake, Sanji looked like steam was about to come out his ears.

He'd had gotten 2 sake bottles and 1 empty one.

"I knew you were an idiot but come on? I hope you know thats an empty bottle"

"of course I know you dumbass"

Zoro was gritting his teeth in anger. You couldn't help but wonder what the empty bottle was for... Zoro placed the three bottles down, he had brought 2 cups for the sake and gave one to you, he didn't care enough to bring one for Sanji. He sat back down and poured himself a cup, he put the second bottle closer to you. You looked at Sanji, but he was too busy giving Zoro a dirty look.

"Whatever! I didn't wanna drink anyways"

You knew you couldn't handle sake, it was too strong for your taste. 2 or 3 cups full would probably get you pretty drunk. You decided to fill the cup up and down it. You never really liked the taste of sake, you didn't understand how Zoro can drink this stuff all the time.

"Time to play truth or dare"

Zoro smirked as he looked at both you and Sanji. Your eyes widen a little.

"you're on"

"What?"

Zoro placed the bottle down ready to spin, it's not really how you play truth or dare, at least not the way you played it. there was never a bottle involved?.

He spins the bottle, sending it spinning around the table. You were sitting at the end table while Zoro was sitting on the left and Sanji on the right. The bottle stopped closer to the left side.

"Your up Zoro, truth or dare"

"dare"

Zoro didn't even hesitate, caught you a little off guard, but that didn't stop you from coming up with something.

" Yell out the first word that comes to your head "

"SAKE."

You shook a bit when he yelled that. You didn't expect him to do it so fast without hesitation. He drank more of his sake and spun the bottle again. You were a little scared, but you felt excited. But that excitement soon turned to dread when you saw the bottle slowly stop on you.

"Y/n! Truth or dare?"

"uhh...truth?..."

You had thought that truth would've been better than dare, you were in the heat of the moment, and it's usually common knowledge that dare is worse than truth, but for a split second, you had forgotten what situation you were in. You had forgotten who you were with.

"hmm..."

there was a moment of silence between the three of you. The tension was ripping you apart. You drank another cup of your sake. You were trying to make a mental note to not drink too much, but all you could focus on was the words that were going to come out of one of their mouths. They both looked at each other, then at you, then back at each other. You felt your palms begin to sweat a little, you were cupping them in between your legs playing with your thumbs.

"What is your biggest fantasy?"

Sanji was staring at you like you were about to tell them where the one piece was. The sudden attention on you had you suddenly blush. You couldn't look them in the eye, you couldn't even think of a fake answer. The first thing that came to your mind was having your way with both of them. Your face grew red and knew that you couldn't just say nothing. You started to feel the sake, you started to crack a smile. You couldn't hide it now, they were staring at you wondering what you were thinking.

"M-my fantasy..."

Your eyes looking down the whole time, you weren't brave enough to bring them up. your imagination was running wild, and before you realized it, you were spacing out again

"Is-- too--... be with..."

You realized what you were about to say and blinked away the dumbness. You quickly looked up to see them, but that only sent more butterflies to attack your tummy. You caught both of their eyes and felt yourself burning up.

"be with? what do you like someone?"

When Zoro said that Sanji looked like his soul had flown out of his body. You had no idea what to say, you had dug your own grave.

"ah n- uh well... uhm..."

With the sake and the level of embarrassment, you were feeling right now you couldn't form a clear sentence. You thought maybe you should drink more sake, to loosen up, but then who knows what'll you'll say next

"y/n— do you really like someone??"

Sanji was in disbelief, To be honest, it was a more genuine reaction than what you would have thought.

"That isn't... the question... I don't have to answer that"

Even without saying it both of them knew You had someone in your heart. Little did they know it was the two of them! You knew your cover was busted. They just couldn't find out it was them.

"alright fine, let's change the question, who do you like y/n?"

Zoro had an evil grin on his face, it annoyed you to the core. It also annoyed you that they were pressing you about a whole new question!

"That wasn't the original q-question! That's... not fair!"

"Well, you didn't answer the other question in time, so time for a new one."

You were beyond annoyed but also nervous as hell. How has this situation gotten worse? You cursed Zoro for being such a dick! You hated that you liked him. Plus Sanji is over there eager to know your answer, giving you all his undivided attention.

"I like...some guy...you don't know him"

Sanji looked so defeated, While Zoro over there just stared at you, you weren't even able to keep eye contact for a second without feeling your face warm up. You dont understand what they expected, or what you should've said??

The night goes on and after a while, the truths started to become worse than the dares. There was a rule where you could only pick the same thing 3 times in a row or else on your 4th time the other players get to pick for you. There were some incidents where you forgot the rule and it ended in an embarrassing mess. You'd had taken your last cup of sake for the night making it at 4 cups and at that point your inner self was on do not disturb and your embarrassment had flown out the window, the men in front of you took notice of this. Now, The bottle is on Sanji, you are thinking of a truth question but you just end up blurting out the first thing you think of.

"hehehe.... What ... turns you on the most? sannnji~"

Your question caught both Zoro and Sanji completely off guard. You went from not being able to make eye contact to this? You stayed giggly and kept looking at the stunned blonde. Sanji was Speechless, his face blushed with a little bit of pink. None of them have ever seen this side of you. It was a turn-on in itself!

"haa...uhh..probably would be..."

He already knew the answer, but could never say it was you, but of course he wants to say you. He's loved you ever since you joined the crew. He loves you so much it hurts to not be around you, but he doesn't want to force anything or make things uncomfortable for you. He didn't want to say anything to you because he couldn't read you sometimes, one day you'll be kind to him and the next you'd be giving him the cold shoulder. He didn't want to make the wrong move so he just went your flow, but by doing so it sorta created a distance between the two of you. He always tells himself it's what you want, but it still breaks him. He'd think about you every night before he slept, hoping one day you love him as much as he loves you. He doesn't like to think of himself as a pervert, but every now and then when he's taking care of "Business" he'd always Dream of you, how you'd look completely exposed under him while he plants a kiss over your soft face, then on your neck, then your perked up breast, thinking of that alone can get him stone hard.

He looked at you, you looked so adorable, like nothing in the world mattered.

"as long as its the person I love, anything they do can get me going"

He didn't break eye contact, but gave a soft smile to you, it was like he was trying to tell you with his eyes. You on the other hand were too drunk to get the memo. Sanji grabbed the bottle and gave it a hard spin. It eventually stopped on Zoro, he had only been doing dares when given the chance, so now it's his turn to do truth. You gave him this Big cheeky smile alongside a giggle. After that question Sanji got, Zoro wasn't too excited about whatever you were about to spit out.

"....How many ...people have you slept with?"

He knew he shouldn't be surprised but damn. Your expression plus the way you said that was so....he felt his heart skipping and doing a little dance. You looked so vulnerable in his eyes, made him just wanna carry you to somewhere private and have his way with you. He didn't even realize he had feelings for you, not until a few weeks ago. He was Training like usual but it felt more empty like Something was missing. when he was done, he saw you talking to Luffy. He knew nothing was going on between you two but something about how happy you looked bugged the hell outta him. He wanted to just walk over and sweep you away, he wanted you to only ever be that happy when you're with him. That's when he realized, what was he thinking? he thought he might've been tired so he took a nap but even in his dreams he saw you, but you were so out of reach. It drove him crazy, to the point he couldn't even look at you without feeling a pain in his chest. He knew at that point it was love, it had to be.

"Hmm, 3"

Zoro had been with a few people way before he had met Luffy, but this news absolutely blew you away, you couldn't even hide how visibly surprised you were. This meant that Zoro actually cared about his love life?? well at least his sex life, but you were jumping to conclusions. This all hit you at once, like a big sign that said "YOU HAVE A CHANCE" you didn't even know what to say, but before you could muster up anything he had already gone and spun the bottle. You were still processing all the thoughts in your head, not even noticing the bottle barely on your side.

"y/n Truth or dare"

now that you know Zoro could potentially develop feelings, you go in for the kill. At this point, you had all the confidence in the world.

"I p-pick truth!!"

you were riding the little bit of hope you had, you fully believed in yourself. You were ready for whatever they were about to say! However You took a look at Zoro, he was giving this devilish smirk and looked like he was trying to contain a laugh. He looked up to meet your eyes.

"Who would you rather want to sleep with, Me, or Curlybrows?"

You looked at Zoro, a little puzzled, even Sanji let out a small gasp, he didn't think Zoro would ask such a straightforward question. Zoro knew if worse came to worse he could blame it on the booze.

You knew that too.

...

"I-I'd rather sleep with both of you"

You saying that felt like a 10-ton hammer had been lifted off of you. You felt so free now that you have nothing to hide anymore. Other than your feelings. Maybe they got the hint? you looked back at them, both flushed with a red tint down to their neck, Sanji grabbing a tissue to block the blood from coming out his nose while Zoro froze up. The room went silent for a moment until it was broken by the sound of Zoro's chair backing up. You looked up at Zoro wondering what he was doing? Maybe you weirded him out and he was leaving, you never stopped looking at him until he had walked right up to you.

"It's a damn shame you didn't say just me, but hey, better than nothing"

Quickly he spun your chair to face him and leaned forward to grab your chair armrest.

"You idiot marimo! Whattya-"

Sanji quickly got up to back Zoro away from you.

"Shut it you shitty chef... listen for a second"

He never broke eye contact with you. Him leaning above you gripping your arm rests for some reason turned you on? the roughness was extremely hot.

"I know your drunk.... but tell me where you being serious"

You were confused why Zoro took it so personally. In response to his question, you shook your head yes. He moved his face closer to your ear, you could feel his body warmth from how close he was.

" would you wanna do it now? "

His words lingered in your ear, his deep whispery voice made you clinch your thighs together. Took a second for you nod yes, you haden't fully realized your actions before Zoro picked you up and plopped you on his shoulder your ass towards his face while you stared dumbfounded at Sanji.

"You heard her Curlybrows, she wants us to fuck her"

You've never seen Sanji so flabbergasted, it was honestly kinda cute, but that was the last thing on your mind right now. They were gonna what you? you looked at Sanji to see him following Zoro, bring more tissues. You cover your face, you didn't know if he was joking or not, but here you are at The aquarium bar. No one was gonna hear anything, was he being serious??

He sat you down on the long sofa, giving you a peck on the forehead. Sanji then followed by sitting next to you. He looked eager to touch you, his eyes scanning your body, but he took your hand and kissed all around it, kissing your palm, your fingers, your knuckles, then finally looking at you, the light from the aquarium tank made him look so Beautiful.

"Are you sure you want this darling?"

Your heart almost exploded in your chest, this is what you've been waiting for, this moment right now. To give them all your love. You felt Zoro take your other hand and kiss your wrist slowly trailing up, stopping on your skin and looking at you, waiting for your answer.

"yes...

Please..."

You could feel Zoros smirk on your skin, he snuck a few more kisses in and got up on his feet.

"Curlybrow."

Zoro balled his hand in a fist, initiating a game of rock paper scissors. Without questioning, Sanji did the same.

"Rock, paper Scissors"

Sanji had won.

Zoro gave a defeated look, while even tho Sanji had no clue why they were doing this, he was still smug because he had won.

Zoro took your hand and tugged you in front of him, your back directly on his chest. You could feel his erection on your ass, and knowing how turned on he was made you even hornier.

"I got top, you got bottom"

Sanji was already happy he beat Zoro, but now he gets to eat you out too? he couldn't be more excited. He got on his knees and slowly started taking off your shorts, letting them drop to your ankles. He couldn't believe the sight he was seeing, taking it all in and staring without making a move, the way he eyed your wet panties made you needier.

You jolted a little when you felt a wet kiss on the crease of your underwear, he licked the brim, and he kissed all around your panties just before spreading your thighs more to get a better angle of your covered pussy. He started to lick your clit through your panties, he could already tell how wet you were before he even started. He suckled and pushed his saliva through your underwear making you lean into his mouth, even with your panties on he still somehow managed to devour you.

While Sanji was getting busy feasting on your honeypot, Zoro had already crawled his way under your shirt into your bra. He had mange to sleep with women before, but that doesn't mean he knows how to take off a bra, after all, he's still a dumbass. you could tell he was struggling a little, which made you internally giggle and crack a half smile until he had enough and literally ripped that shit in half. The shock shoved you deeper into Sanji's face causing you to slightly moan, you saw your ripped bra fall to the floor and a pair of Big calloused hands Touch you up. Your soft skin, your scent, and your little gasps at every touch were driving Zoro mad. He was a hungry beast and you were the only cure for his Hunger. He dug his face into your neck while he messaged your breasts, sucking your shoulder, then moving to the side of your neck, from the side moving to the back. You could feel him taking in your Pleasant aroma, it gave you Goosebumps.

You were getting needier, you wanted more. It felt as if they were just testing the waters, you bit the inside of your bottom lip slightly staring at Sanji's head. He kissed all around your thigh, lifting his head and now making eye contact with you.

"Can I take this off, sweetheart?"

He tugged slightly at your panties, his eyes were as soft as his touch. You nodded your head yes and felt him slowly take them off. You felt the cold air meet your wet cunt, you could also feel how wet your panties were when he took them off. Your legs flinched a little at the new cold atmosphere. Your bottoms have completely been taken off and were fully exposed. you could just feel Sanji's extreme gaze on you, he rubbed his hand up and down your thigh as he pecked kisses all around the front of your pussy.

His tongue taking lead and slowly made a sloppy trail to meet your slit. You twitch your legs slightly closer and a small airy "ah" moans out your mouth. You could feel Sanji's mouth touch your sweet clit, he groaned into your cunt making your legs shake. Zoro was getting busy full-on needing your tits, He brushed against your now erected nipples, toying with them. He made sure to not fully play with them just to tease you a little.

"Z-Zoro"

You whisper bringing your hand to touch your breasts, but before you could Zoro pinned your hands behind your back and pushed his boner into your ass, slamming your pussy all in Sanji's face. you let out a desperate moan as you felt Sanji's groan vibrate throughout your body, he didn't stop his feast and continued to eat you out. His tongue flicked your clit at a rapid pace, sucking and licking like that was the last meal he'll ever eat. You jolted at the sudden bite Zoro had marked on the side of your neck. He was still holding your hands tight, he won't allow you to help him. With his free hand he grabbed your face by the cheeks to pull you into a wet kiss. He groaned into your mouth and could feel how hard he was breathing, he slide his tongue in pushing your faces closer together like he wanted to merge.

You both pulled out of your intense kiss, gasping for air. Sanji wasn't letting up, his tongue was like a gift from god. He went from fast licking and suckles, to slow tongue glides across your sensitive spot. You felt Zoros mouth right over your ear, He bit it softly and sucked on the area he had bit. You let out a louder moan, goosebumps ran through your body as you felt Zoros wet tongue enter your ear. The feeling was so new, your body squirmed at the feeling, but that only made you rub against Sanji's tongue more. His wet tongue moved its way along the inside of your ear, you could hear his groans Crystal clear. You felt yourself coming to a climax, Your back arched and you locked Sanji's face in between your thighs.

"I-I'm— ahh!"

You couldn't form a sentence, the pleasure was too immense. They understood that you were about to cum, you felt Sanji pick the pace up a little, and Zoro with played with your nipples. You let out a finishing moan and leaned forward into Sanji's face, feeling your eyes roll to the back of your head. Your legs shook profusely as you felt overwhelmed, you were on your tippy toes at this point. Drool ran down your face as you felt you're high come down, your legs became weak as Sanji pulled away. Zoro had bear-hugged you for support just in case, you were breathing so heavily it sounded like you were whimpering.

Sanji kissed your thigh, his soft wet lips against the inside of your Shakin thigh made you Twitch. Zoro still hugging you, lifted you and sat you back down on the sofa. You looked at them both, Zoro was as red as a tomato, and Sanji cleaned his face with his thumb, your juices glistened on his finger, his face was bloodshot red and looked like he was about to blow up. You then noticed the tent that laid on his pants, you looked at Zoro, just to see the same.

Sanji is still on his knees, laying his head on your lap. You motioned him to sit on the sofa, which he quickly did.

Your heart was still beating heavily, you wanted to make them feel as good as they made you. You turn to Zoro and whisper in his ear

"You'll be in back"

As you drew your head away from him, You could see the not-so-slick smirk that had crept onto his flustered face, Zoro didn't even try and hide his satisfaction. Sanji had wondered what you told him, but before he could ask you had gotten on all fours and faced Sanji, you pecked a kitten kiss onto his still-wet lips. As you went further down, your back arched more upwards, lifting your ass for Zoros view. They had both got the memo, Sanji protested cupping your face in his hands.

"Wait-! Y/n, I don't want to get your Beautiful face dirty... you don't have to do this"

His cute puppy-eyed face made you wanna do it even more.

"I want to do this...I...I've been waiting to..."

Sanji bit his lip and groaned at the way you stroked his hardness slowly up and down. You didn't even give him a chance to protest, he was already melting from your touch. You could feel Zoro message your ass slowly, like he was waiting for something. He rubbed his erection onto your exposed cunt, You held in your moan, you craved him more than ever. You slid off Sanji's pants and pulled his dick out, you looked at it wondering if you could really take him all in your mouth. However, before you got to test that thought you felt Zoro smack your ass, you yelped in shock. He bent forward a little and pulled your face up towards him, he whispered deeply in your ear

"you didn't tell me what you wanted."

His voice was so rich and gruff in your ear, you let out a small Exhale as he dug his crotch into your ass, rubbing it slowly.

"I— want you"

"You want me what?"

"to..f-fuck me.."

He hummed hearing you say that "Now put it all together" he teased

"I-I want you to fuck me Zoro!"

"That's my girl"

He set you back to doggy style and grabbed your ass, sanji kissed your forehead before giving Zoro an ugly look. Not for too long tho, when he felt your tongue meet the tip of his dick. He couldn't even remember what he was mad about. He jolted and let out not so concealed groan.

You sucked the tip feeling it twitch in your mouth. The warmth filled you as you took more of him, licking around his Veins, You got off to seeing how much pleasure that was spread onto Sanji's face. That thought was cut sort becuase of a sudden pressure you felt in your backside. You almost choked when you felt the tip of Zoros dick press into your entrance. You didn't expect him to be so thick, you felt a moan bubble up and couldn't hold it in, letting out a muffled moan onto Sanji's member. Which he surely enjoyed.

"Mmh!"

Your walls wrapped around him like a Christmas present, the grip was real he felt like he could cum just like that but he knew that wouldve been embrassing He gripped your ass and let out a broken grunt. Your toes curled with each inch he went deeper, you could feel his dick pulsing in you. He spread your cheeks apart with his thumbs, to get a better look at how his dick just fills you up. He suddenly pulled out slowly, you let out a little whine of confusion. You wanted to look back at him and see what he was doing, but as he was tip-deep he thrusted hard into you. Your legs jolt together, you feel Sanji's dick hit the back of your throat, you couldn't help but let out a choked gag.

Zoro's thrusts were slow but hit hard, he'd try to go slow, but his patients was running low, he couldn't help it when his hips started to pick up the pace.You bobbed your head up and down feeling Sanji's tip hit the back of your throat. Slurping his dick out your mouth you look up at him as you let your tongue roll out, all the juices that's been building in your mouth leak from your tongue to the head of his member.

"shit..."

Sanji really couldn't hold back how much he wanted to just devour you, his face went apple red as he bit his lip and tried to keep eye contact. His chest grew and shrank as his breath increased, you put him back into your mouth while stroking him. You loved seeing him this Squamish, you loved his soft moans and groans, any noise that came out his mouth made you want to have the sloppiest make-out session. You loved the Control you had over him and his pleasure, you felt your clit pulsing, you went to go play with it but Zoro grabbed your arm and folded it behind you. He went for your other arm and crossed it behind your back. He gripped your hands tight as his hips slammed against your ass, he was going all in now, his thrusts sounded like gun shots, he wanted to go as deep as he could. Loud moans and groans filled the air along with slapping sounds, Your head was getting fuzzy and your eyes where clouded.

The hard thrusts and motions from Zoro did all the work for you when giving head to Sanji, The sensation made your teary eyes roll back, you felt your stomach knot, and your moans became more loud and desperate. You felt yourself reach your limit as Zoro hit your cervix. Your legs shook and tightened up as you felt yourself cramp up, warm tears ran down your stuffed face. You moaned onto Sanji's dick when you felt him bring his hands to your face, his thumbs rubbing away your tears from your puffed-up flustered cheeks.

Sanji's hands tensed up, he was reaching his climax feeling his dick hit the back of your throat, hearing the gurgling noises you made with each thrust Drilled into his ear. He was drunk on lust, he didn't even realize he was gripping your face slightly and moving his hands along with each thrust Zoro did. He let out one last groan as he filled your mouth with his seed. Zoro wasn't too far off from his own release. He held your hands with one hand and your neck with the other, slapping against you again and again. Edging closer to his pleasure like an animal in heat. His breath was out of sync with his movement and his grunts started becoming more rough. He quickly pulled out and painted your ass white, he held his twitchy cock on your ass stroking it vigorously until nothing came out.

As everyone came down from their high, both Zoro and Sanji realized how messy things had got. Your face is covered in a mix of cum and saliva, and your ass is graffitied with Zoros jizz. Sanji had taken a minute to question what happened to all the stuff in your mouth? He dragged his thumb to your bottom lip and slowly pressed into your mouth, to see everything had been gone. A part of him was extremely turned on

"did you swallow it darling??"

Sanji was both concerned and extremely flustered, but before he got to overreact you felt your legs go weak, you couldn't hold yourself up anymore and collapsed.

You woke up on deck, Your face tucked in zoros neck. Your body still felt sore but it was bearable, you were all cleaned up from what the three of you had done. Having zoro hold you with such security and softness made you feel at ease. You heard the others from the kitchen, it was only you and Zoro who hadn't gone to breakfast. You felt bad for Sanji since he couldn't sleep in with you. You looked at Zoros's resting face, you examined him how handsome he was.

"Go back to sleep"

He mumbled, adjusted his pose, and pulled you closer to him. You gave him a little peck on the neck before you felt your tiredness creep up on you, it was not long before you and him Fell back to sleep with the morning wind brushing against your warm faces~ꨄ

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Movie year 2014?

send me a year and i'll tell you my favourite movie of that year

Ah, 2014. In Ireland, we have these massive exams at the end of our final year of secondary school (high school) that determine what college courses we qualify for, called the Leaving Certificate.

On the eve of the first of the exams, my Aunt took me to the cinema for one last piece of relaxation before the massive stress of the next two weeks.

Having never watched the show or the prior movie, we saw The Inbetweeners 2.

It was the awkward, cringeworthy experience of my life. I have no idea why that show is beloved by British people of my generation.

Anyway, on to the good stuff. 2013 reignited a love of animation in me, and there were some damn good movies this year. Big Hero 6 and How To Train Your Dragon 2 were great films.

It was also quite possibly the best year of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, as the two films they released were the iconic Captain America: The Winter Soldier and the beloved Guardians of the Galaxy. And this is also one of the few years Fox put up some resistance, as X-Men: Days of Future Past is point-blank one of the best X-Men films. Shame Sony screwed up their offering.

Though speaking of action, this was also the year we met John Wick. Meanwhile Kingsman: The Secret Service showed us how traditional, cheesy/campy Bond can work in the modern world; and Edge of Tomorrow/Live.Die.Repeat./Live.Die.Repeat: Edge of Tomorrow is some fantastic sci-fi, even if the studio flip-flopped on the title. The original Japanese light novel is called All You Need Is Kill, to add to the confusion.

And if we're talking about action, I legally have to bring up The Raid 2: Berendal, even if I haven't been able to watch that in full.

Personally I think The Theory of Everything was the better of the two biopics about British scientists that came out this year.

While I'm not the biggest fan of horror (I'm a scaredy cat), It Follows is fucking amazing, absolutely loved it.

To go to horror-comedy, What We Do In The Shadows has been a surprisingly impactful movie for a little indie film from New Zealand.

And 22 Jump Street is great, even if it's been tarnished by recent accusations against Jonah Hill.

...but for my favourite? Why it's the other Lord and Miller film of 2014. Before they gave us the massive crossover of the Spiderverse, they gave us the massive crossover that was The Lego Movie. I still have a minifig of Vitruvius on my shelf. Up until 2021, I had a newspaper poster of the movie hanging on my wall. I just loved it.

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If you recognize the song reference I love you.

Peeking out the window of the room they shared with other girls, Petra and Nifa were trying not to be seen by the other two girls.

"Oh, by the goddesses of the walls, they're kissing! "Nifa said, indicating the scene of two of her girl companions having a date in the backyard of the institution. "How envious; I want someone special too." Petra puts her hand over Nifa's mouth.

"Keep your voice down; do you want to get them in trouble with the governess?" She pulled her hand away slowly, and Nifa nodded her head. "I don't think we should be watching them like this. It's not fair to invade their privacy," she whispered, feeling guilty for being a part of it. The other girl nodded in agreement, and they all turned away from the window, deciding to give their friends some space.

They walked over to Petra's bed and both sat on it, facing each other. Petra looked down at her hands, which were resting on the bland gray dress, a uniform they all wore there. She took a deep breath and looked up at her friend, saying, "I feel like I'm stuck here forever."

The other girl put a comforting hand on Petra's shoulder and said, "We're in this together." Petra smiled weakly. They both knew that life in the institution was tough, but they also knew that they had each other to lean on.

Petra leaned her head on her friend's shoulder and closed her eyes, feeling a sense of relief wash over her. They sat there in silence for a few moments. The Academy of Instruction for Young Ladies was a dreary place full of tutors with terrible tempers. Even though it was called an 'Institution', it wasn't a school per se; the girls here liked to call it an "Academy for crazy girls." It was a secluded place to 'correct' them. Petra had been sent there by her grandmother because she thought she was too wild and disobedient. But being with her friend made her feel like herself again, not the person the Academy wanted her to be.

"I'd like to get out of here," Petra said, looking up. "We've been here for two years, but it feels like an eternity. I know how to behave; it's always the same; I don't have to have it repeated to me over and over again," she grumbled.

Nifa responded. "I understand how you feel, but we have to be patient. We're almost done with our program, and then we can leave this place behind us forever." Despite her friend's reassurance, Petra couldn't help but feel trapped and desperate to finally leave. "Just a few more months, and when we turn 18, we won't be leaving this madhouse." Nifa reached over, taking Petra's hands.

That's when they felt screams from other girls, and some teachers were running around or trying to calm down all the ones who were scared. Nifa's grip tightened as they both looked around in confusion. Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the halls, causing them to jump in fear. The emergency bells had been activated. The two jumped out of bed and walked quickly, following the inspectors, to the safety zone, which was the dining room. Once they arrived, they saw that all the other students had already gathered there. Some were crying, while others were trying to comfort them. Nifa and Petra sat down together.

Nifa felt her friend grab her arm tightly, and they hugged. Nifa squeezed her close to her heart to hear the soft beating. Not that Petra was particularly a scaredy-cat, but she knew her father lived very close to the first wall, and she couldn't imagine the anguish she must be feeling now. Nifa whispered words of encouragement to Petra, telling her that everything would be okay. As they waited for further instructions, the room fell silent, except for the occasional sniffle or sob. The tension was palpable, and Nifa couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.

Amidst murmurs and whimpers, they began to hear the younger girls sing along, with more people joining in. It was one of the first songs they taught you in school. The melody was simple, but the words were powerful, and it brought a sense of unity to the room.

Why do we build the wall?

We built the wall to keep us free.

That's why we built the wall.

We built the wall to keep us free.

 Wall Maria was attacked.

How does the wall keep us free?

The wall keeps out the enemy.

And we built the wall to keep us free.

That's why we built the wall.

We built the wall to keep us free.

Petra doesn't think of this as freedom.

At night, already in her comfortable bed, she realized her bad behavior towards the commander of the military police; if her grandmother found out how disrespectful she was, she would be disappointed and in trouble again.

A redhead's temperament...

She needs to apologize to the commander the next day and work on controlling her temper in the future, along with Levi, of course. She knew that her actions could have consequences beyond just disappointing her grandmother and that it was important to show respect to those in positions of authority. As she drifted off to sleep, she decided to approach the commander with humility and sincerity to make amends.

Petra and Levi were in the stable at the residence. Petra had always enjoyed riding since she was a child, so on the last day, she told Levi that she wanted to go out for a ride in a somewhat remote place. The one she used to entertain herself with her mare. It was a large meadow with lush grass and few trees, perfect for them. She is used to riding in a light dress without the bothersome petticoat. Levi agreed, and they set off early in the morning.

"All right, this is my dear mare, Noemi," Petra said, introducing her horse to Levi. "She's a bit of a handful sometimes, but I love her fiery spirit." Petra stroked her head as she handed her an apple. Levi let out a little smile, admiring the mare's glossy white coat and strong build. He had always been fond of horses and enjoyed riding them. Now Petra showed Levi the black horse he was going to ride today, bringing it to him on the leash. "And this precious one here is Hidelfonso." She stroked the horse, and this time it was Levi who gave him the apple. Hidelfonso made a happy sound. "I think he's perfect for you."

"He is," Levi said, letting the horse lick his hand, puzzling Petra because she didn't think such a neat man would allow himself to be licked by an animal. "A retired warhorse."

"He's seen a lot, but he's still gentle and obedient," Petra added, smiling at the horse. "I'm sure you two will get along just fine. Sadly, his golden years were over. I couldn't allow another to take him away." Petra's voice had melancholy overtones.

"I'm glad you were able to give him a good home," he said, patting the horse's neck. "He deserves it after all he's been through," his eyes softened as he looked at the horse. "I think we'll make a great team." The horse nuzzled his hand, and Levi felt an immediate sense of connection with the animal.

As they rode, Petra felt the familiar rush of excitement and freedom that always came with being on horseback. They reached the meadow just as the sun was beginning to rise, casting a warm glow over the landscape. It was a peaceful and serene moment.

"Levi."

"What?"

"I apologize for yesterday's attitude; I didn't mean to be disrespectful and crude. It won't happen again; I believe the wine was to blame." Surprised by Petra's abrupt apology, Levi turned to face her.

"You certainly created quite a stir last night."

Petra grinned, apologetic. "I know I sometimes get a little defensive, but that is not an excuse. I'm telling you; it won't happen again."

"So, you weren't lying when you told me you came from the 'academy'?" he chuckled. "Alright then, apology accepted."

"I'm grateful,"

"There's no need to say that."

They continued on their journey, the tension between them dissipating with each passing moment. Petra felt relieved that Levi had accepted her apology. She realized that she needed to work on controlling her defensive reactions in the future.

Petra couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for Levi. He was a skilled fighter and a natural leader, and she knew that she could learn a lot from him.

That was the reason why she had been the one to react abruptly; while she recognized that the man seemed rude, she knew what Levi had done and continues to do for humanity. But that didn't mean she liked it. Petra needed to separate her personal feelings from her duty as the future wife of Ackerman. She knew that his role as a public figure would require her to support her husband's career, even if she didn't agree with it. Petra also understood that being in a position of power meant making difficult choices and sacrifices for the greater good, but she hoped that one day war would no longer be necessary.

At that moment, as she rode beside Levi, admiring the beauty of the morning, she wanted to cry. Petra didn't want to marry this man, but if she refused... she closed her eyes, trying to hold back the tears from falling. Petra's family's reputation and financial stability would be at risk. Despite her desires, Petra recognized the importance of fulfilling her duty to her family and society, even if it meant sacrificing her happiness. She didn't want to have children, at least not with the man by her side. The sense of freedom she had felt just a little while ago vanished. Petra felt trapped and suffocated, but she knew that this was the reality for many women in her society. She wondered if there would ever be a time when women could make their own choices without fear of judgment or consequence.

Levi noticed Petra's uneasiness and distress because he had Hidelfonso block Petra's path, causing her mare to stop. Levi was frowning in utter confusion, minutes before she was wearing a bright smile. "Is something wrong with you? You look like you've been chopping onions."

Petra forced a smile and shook her head, not wanting to burden Levi with her thoughts. She urged her mare forward, hoping to leave the conversation behind. She couldn't help but feel a sense of loneliness.

However, Levi caught up with her and took the reins from her to finally stop her escape. She just looked at him with her eyes watery and puffy. "Don't take me for an idiot, woman," he said harshly. "Have the decency to stop lying to me."

Petra's lips were trembling, and she was ready to say something back to Levi, but tears came out of her eyes, and she covered her face with her hands.

"I'm so sorry; you must think I'm just a stupid, privileged little girl crying over nothing." She was still crying, unable to form coherent words.

"Oh Fuck," Levi said, taking off his cravat and passing it to Petra to wipe her face. "Shit, I didn't mean to—" he said, panicking, not knowing what to do or say. "Shit, Petra, stop crying." Then Petra cried even louder. "It's not that I think you're stupid," he said, his tone softening. "I just need you to be honest with me."

Petra took a deep breath and slowly composed herself before accepting Levi's cravat to wipe her face and blow her nose. Levi made a face at the loud sound; it caused him a bit of disgust. Petra wanted to give the cravat back to Levi, but Levi refused.

"No, it's okay. Keep it in case you need it later."

"Thank you," Petra said before blowing her nose again.

Levi waited patiently for Petra to calm down before continuing the conversation. Petra just told Levi that it was a women's issue and that she got emotional and very sensitive for no reason. The soft voice and fake sincerity convinced Levi not to ask more. He knew better than to pry into someone else's matters, especially when they didn't want to talk about them. Instead, he suggested that it would be better to go back so she could rest. She replied that he was right and that she was very tired. When they were riding back, Petra could feel Levi's gaze scanning her face, looking for something. She wondered if he could sense that there was more to her emotional outburst than just tiredness. But she decided to keep it to herself and let him think about what he wanted.

Petra was in front of the headquarters of the Reconnaissance Legion. It was the first time she saw it; it was not as imposing and luxurious as that of the military police in the capital, a place Petra was used to visiting. She sighed wearily and instructed her escort to wait for her outside in the carriage. She descended gracefully and demurely, walking quietly to the door and opening it to a simple reception desk with a secretary behind it. The woman had a card on the desk indicating her last name, a bouquet on the counter, and several books behind her. She had noticed that the woman in front of her was looking at her strangely, yet she gave her a smile and a welcome.

"Do you have an appointment with Commander Smith?" She asked as she reached for her appointment book. "May I have your name, please, miss?"

"I am Petra Ral, but I am not here for Commander Erwin; I am looking for—" she didn't know how to address him, "I am looking for my fiancé, Captain Levi Ackerman." The secretary opened her mouth in astonishment. Although she had been respectful and kind, she felt awkward in her presence and didn't know why; maybe it was because her only female friend was Nifa.

The receptionist's expression softened. "I see. Captain Ackerman is currently in a meeting, but I can give you his next free schedule if you'd like." She quickly flipped through her appointment book and jotted down the information on a slip of paper before handing it to Petra with a reassuring smile.

They both heard the door burst open and saw a smiling Hange walk in. Petra's discomfort immediately dissipated as she greeted Hange warmly.

"Look who we have here? It's Miss Ral," she said, approaching the two women. "Don't worry, Sarah, we finished the meeting earlier than expected."

"I'm glad to see you, Squad Leader Zoe," Petra said, feeling relieved to have someone else to talk to—someone she at least knew the name of. Hange's infectious energy made her feel at ease.

"Oh," Sarah said, pulling her blonde hair back into a low ponytail. "Then I guess it's okay for her to come in then."

Hange chuckled. "Of course, it is, Sarah; Petra will be Levi's cute wife." Sarah seemed slightly embarrassed.

"Sorry about that," she said. "I just didn't want to disturb your meeting."

"It's totally fine; see you later!" Sarah smiled and saw them leave the reception.

Hange put her hand on Petra's shoulder, directing her to where Levi was. Hange turned to Petra and said, "Don't worry about Sarah; she's just a little shy sometimes."

"She seems pretty nice." It wasn't a lie.

Petra was uneasy as she noticed the men's glares and whistles. She tried to ignore them and focus. The soldiers stopped talking when Hange yelled at them to resume their respective tasks, but they continued to silently scan her up and down. Hange felt Petra's discomfort and laid a comforting hand on her back.

"Don't pay attention to them," Hange said. "They're just immature boys, and the only women they see are the nurses." Petra took a deep breath to calm herself. She knew Hange was right, but it still didn't make her feel any better—the feeling of being objectified. She wished that she could just be seen as Petra, not just a woman in their work or Captain Levi's future wife. Petra straightened her back and met the boys' gazes with confidence, determined to show them that she was not just a pretty face.

"Excuse me, but that's disrespectful behavior toward a lady." Patra tried to sound unbothered. She hoped that her words would make them realize their mistake and treat her with the respect she deserved. However, as he continued to stare at her, the man she approached, who commented that she was the nastiest, started to laugh, disconcerting her.

"Look what the title of humanity's strongest soldier does; I want one of those too." Immediately another man arrived and slapped the back of the other man's head. Hange giggled at the scene, gaining the stare of Petra.

"She is Capitan Levi's woman, Gelgar, so stop being an asshole." He wrinkled his nose and cocked his head in the direction of the soldier named Gelgar. "Were you drinking again?" Once more, he slapped him.

"Eld, stop hitting me!"

Petra felt amused by the exchange between the two soldiers. As Gelgar rubbed the back of his head, Hange spoke up, "Come on guys, she will now think we are just a bunch of idiots."

After that, Eld turned to Patra and apologized for his friend's behavior. He revealed to her that he was Levi's second in command, which made Patra feel better that at least one person in the group was decent. Hange continued to chuckle at the exchange. She wondered if this was a common occurrence among soldiers. Eld reassured her that Gelgar was just a bit of a troublemaker, but that he had everything under control.

They both only had to walk for a few minutes and reached the 3rd floor, where the superior's rooms were located. Hange advised Petra not to be intimidated by those men and that if something seemed out of line, she should just hit them in the crotch. She had their full approval, and Petra let out a reserved laugh, hiding her mouth with her hand. She liked Hange's exuberant personality; she found them warm, and she felt comfortable being with them. Maybe she could ask for a new husband who was more like Hange. As they approached Levi's room, Hange said goodbye and told her good luck. Petra didn't need to announce her arrival because Levi opened the door, revealing him in his uniform. She hadn't, until recently, seen him in it. Hange had mentioned the intention to upgrade the gear and the military uniform on the day of the initial meeting, as well as the excitement to have the prototype when it could be funded... after Levi got married.

"I knew it was you," he said, his voice plain as usual. "It's been barely a week; what's the matter"

Petra blinked a couple of times, staring at him. She might wonder what she did to be paired with a man as sullen as he was. Levi's words were harsh, but Petra knew they didn't mean anything.

"Do I have to have a reason to visit my dear future husband"? Levi clicked his tongue, crossing his arms. "Won't you invite me inside?" she asked.

He opened the door to let her in. Petra stepped inside and looked around the small bedroom. Petra wasn't surprised at how pristine the place was. It was simple: a bed, a nightstand, and a closet. She saw that it had a small personal shower. Everything is naturally organized. Only having the bed to sit on, she went there. Petra also noticed that there were no decorations or personal touches in the room, making it feel sterile and uninviting. She wondered if Levi had purposely kept it that way or if he simply didn't care about adding any personal flair to his living space. It was neat, just like Levi's personality.

"Well?" She looked up, palmed her hand on the bed, and motioned for him to take a seat beside her. Levi hesitated for a moment before sitting down next to Petra. He looked at her, waiting for her to speak.

"You haven't answered my letter or any of my letters. Are you ignoring me?"

His eyebrows rose. "I was busy," he simply responded.

Petra narrowed her eyes. Then she remembered that she couldn't behave as she would with any other man. Her grandmother had told her that she had to keep Levi interested in her because they didn't want him to regret choosing her and look for another woman who could fill her shoes better than her. In anticipation of an unsatisfactory answer, Petra came prepared, with a few tricks up her sleeve. She took a deep breath and decided to use her charm to get what she wanted.

The change of attitude towards him had to be gradual, taking the time to observe his reactions and take the most convenient route. Levi had been interested in that fiery personality she unintentionally displayed the night of the dinner. Petra knew that she had to tap into that side of herself again, without going overboard.

She subtly leaned in toward Levi and lowered her voice. "Well, I hope you're not too busy for me now." She could see the hesitation in his eyes, but she didn't let it deter her. The tactic was to keep the man pleased enough to keep him by her side. Not so vulgar, but not so modest either; perhaps a bit more mature considering his age.

Levi chuckled and shook his head, his eyes meeting hers. Petra felt a flutter in her stomach at the way he looked at her, and she knew that she had succeeded in keeping him interested. She leaned in closer to him, ready to continue her plan. Petra had spent hours preparing for this moment by studying the art of seduction and practicing her flirting techniques. She knew that Levi was a smart man himself, and she was determined to make him think that she wanted him.

So, she tried to sound as sweet as possible.

However, I also understand that you are a busy man. I merely wanted to make sure that all was well between us. He wasn't completely convinced, as Petra could tell. She realized she needed to exert more effort to win him over. As Petra rubbed her hand against Levi's arm and felt the warmth of his skin through his clothing, her heart raced with fear. Although she could sense his reluctance, she was determined to tear down his defenses.

She leaned in and whispered in his ear, " "I am aware that someone like me is unusual for you. But Levi, I need your help because I don't think it's right that I'm the only one who wants this to make progress in some way."

"You don't need to act like you're in some way intrigued by me. I already made a choice, and I don't feel like or have time to make another one." He kept his gaze unwavering.

He is a liar.

Was the first thought that came to Petra. This man dared to think he was superior to all other men due to his inflated ego. Does he pretend she didn't notice how he reacted differently than all the times they interacted before? Does he think she's a foolish little girl? Petra felt a surge of anger rising within her. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw a vulnerability that contradicted his confident exterior. Perhaps there was more to him than she initially thought.

Petra sighed somewhat in exhaustion. "Levi Ackerman: You are too distant and uncooperative for my taste, so I give up. I genuinely have no idea, Levi; perhaps I should consult my grandmother and ask you to pick the following name on the list: I'm sick and tired of my attempts to get to know you and be friends being turned down." Petra kept looking at her feet. Levi didn't say anything and had a blank expression. Petra questioned whether he wanted to make this work or if he was content to push her away. She was compelled to feel both hurt and irritated by his actions.

"You know, even though I don't like this arrangement, I thought you were an attractive man." She motioned to leave, but Levi grabbed her arm suddenly and got up with her. Petra gasped. Levi's grip was firm but not aggressive.

He spoke timidly, "I do care about making this work. Just give me some time to get used to the situation."

Levi caught Petra's attention first, and then she focused on the area of her arm he was grabbing before turning back to face him. After mumbling an apology, Levi released her. Petra stepped back, unsure of how to feel about everything. Levi's words seemed genuine, but Petra felt discomfort from his sudden physical touch.

"I know that this is new for both of us, but please remember to not take my personal space as abruptly as just now." She kept her voice firm. His touch was simply harsh compared to her soft touch. For a brief period, they both stood still as they processed their feelings.

Petra was recognizing the pattern of his dynamic—the constant push and pull. If she was quiet and pleasing, it didn't work; if she was more vivacious and captivating, he was wary of her. But what exactly did she want from him? Yes, she wanted to get to know him, but she was also a little afraid of him. He exuded such an imposing aura that Petra felt smaller than usual. She knew that many men raised their hands against their women, or insulted them. She didn't think Levi would go that far with more than a few crude words, although the title he carried didn't help either. Petra decided to keep her guard up and observe Levi's behavior closely, just in case.

After all, she had no way to defend herself.

"Of course, I'm scared. Please put yourself in my position; I'm at quite a disadvantage compared to you." Petra now knew what was bothering her. In Levi's presence, she felt more helpless than usual. How could she not? She had every reason to be cautious of him; he was a former criminal, who could assure her he wouldn't be a widower after a week.

"Knock, knock. Is it safe to come in, or am I interrupting your privacy?"

Levi opened the door in annoyance, revealing himself to Eld. Levi sharply asked him what he needed because he was busy. Petra looked up at Levi's second in command, grateful for the interruption. Eld seemed to sense the tension in the room and asked if everything was okay.

"No, it's fine. What we can do for you?" She asked, hoping to steer the conversation away from Levi with Eld's help.

"You see, sir, the boys and I were thinking—"

"How unusual of you," Levi pinched his brow. "So, you want me to introduce you all to Petra? I'm also assuming that involves alcohol, but I don't think Petra wants to—"

"Yes, I do!" Petra composed herself. "I think It would be nice to get to know everyone on the team."

Levi looked back at Petra, thrown off by the fervent excitement. He had never seen her so eager; she seemed more on the quiet side.

"Alright, we can arrange something," Levi finally relented. "But let's keep it low-key and make sure everyone behaves themselves. We don't want any incidents like last time."

#rivetra #petra ral #levi ackerman #levi x petra #rivetra fanfiction #rivetra fanfic #🍓☕️

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Crumpled Up Pages: Old Captain Underpants WIP #10

This is the last part, I swear lol. Holy cow, I did not expect how long it’d take to bring this one to a presentable state. As fun as it’s been to brush up half-forgotten ideas from the depths of my hard drive, I’m glad to have finally finished!

Again, same ground rules as Part 1. I’ll also be referencing some WIPs from Part 2 here, so you might wanna keep that handy in another tab.

Before we get to the main event: I used to jot ideas down in my blog’s drafts before transferring them to documents, so I dug really deep into my 100+ drafts for anything that might’ve been left behind. Sure enough, there was a whole list of drabble ideas in there! They’re all super short, so I wanna go over them for the sake of leaving no stone unturned.

(Movie-verse) George has a nightmare about Harold losing his Hahaguffawchuckleamalus

(Book-verse) Monster Stuff happens at school while the Boys are home sick, so another kid or kids have to fill in for them! I imagined they thought ahead and hid a comic somewhere that explains how to get Captain, while also leaving out The Truth somehow? (i.e. “Find Mr. Krupp, turn away from him, snap your fingers, and don’t turn around until you hear Captain arrive”?) Looking back this might be too contrived, even for this series lol

(Either) The Boys rig the intercoms to blast this song just as Melvin accepts a Perfect Attendance award lmao. (Fun fact I swear I didn’t know until this year: one of the “gangstas” in that video is Jordan Peele. What are the odds)

(Either) 5 Times the Boys were mad at having to drop what they’re doing because someone snapped + 1 Time they accepted that It Just Be Like That and just enjoyed Captain’s company

(Either) A study of how Piqua's adults and kids cope with the Weird Stuff differently. The adults deny, downplay, send each other to that one hospital for threatening the routines they don’t like, but can’t imagine life without. The kids feel lost without their parents' guidance, but enjoy the break from status quo and trust in an impossible hero. I wrote “like Derry, Maine but funnier” here lol

(Book-verse) The boys mess around with the Combine-O-Tron 2000 and end up fused Gem-style. There was this common idea floating around called Gerald (Buttchins surname optional) and I wanted to play with that

(Book-verse) Expanding on the Li’l Wiseguy Novelty Company! I actually did a little of this here and here, then stopped cus what I came up with was too similar to this SCP character

(Book-verse) The Boys develop phobias after Book 3 (zombies for George, aliens for Harold) and help each other work around them. George leaves a sleepover early when everyone votes to watch My Boyfriend’s Back and calls him a scaredy-cat, so Harold invites him over to watch something else. Harold can’t finish Ecco The Dolphin and laments the money he wasted renting it for weeks on end, but George plays the last levels for him so he can see the ending. This would’ve led into an Aesop on how silly-seeming phobias and triggers are still valid.

(Book-verse) Harold and Heidi debate who would win in a fight: Boomer or Gamera (the turtle kaiju on TV in Book 5). It's just a screaming match until they realize that both characters protect children, then they truce. (I was gonna give Gamera a parody name to match Boomer's Barney, like “Gammagon” or something)

(Movie-verse) Something to do with the Edith-is-an-alien theory? I remember a joke about someone citing her blue eyes as evidence, cus that must look unnatural in a world where everyone else’s eyes are black lol

(Either) The Boys go through their Sonic phase because I’m just that predictable lol. George would’ve loved the stories, Harold would’ve drawn OCs

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And now, our feature presentation…

WIP #10: Captain Underpants and the Wish Of the Waistband Warrior

They created the greatest superhero in the history of their elementary school… but that was all in the past future!

Time travelers George and Harold make a pit stop in 1950-something, a peculiar time when strangers filled your gas tank for you and every band sounded like The Beach Boys. They don’t plan on staying very long, but that changes when they meet a kid who’s familiar and different all at once. Can they safely leave the past without preventing the future? And how will their new friend change how they view their greatest enemy…? 

Have you read your UNDERPANTS today? [Book!Verse, post-Book 12.]

This is it—the big one. My last attempt at publishing something CU-related, but definitely not the least. Drawing ideas and even entire scenes from the last few attempts, Wish was meant to be a love letter to the book series, disguised as a new installment in it.

Yeah, that logo I posted once? I was gonna make an entire fake Book 13 to go with it. Illustrations, chapters, made-up copyright info, the works! 

...Before wisely scaling it back into a normal fic, and then cancelling the idea altogether. But anyway, that’s why writing this one up took so long—its document is formatted way differently than the other 9, and I didn’t want to leave out stuff from the Book Hoax phase. Most of that stuff will be at the bottom because spoilers, but here’s what I can share now to contextualize the actual story:

I planned on posting snippets of it at a time and claiming it had leaked from Scholastic to drum up interest. Then upon release in PDF form, I'd subtitle it as “The Twelfth-and-a-Half Epic Novel by Alms Givings” to prevent confusion in the future. I think I considered cutting “Captain Underpants and” from the title too, because it’s crossed out in some places in the doc.

My goals for the project were to tie up Book 12′s biggest loose end and to affirm Kernel Theory in a believable, canon-compliant way. I took Dav’s comment on how he could’ve made Krupp more human as a go-ahead to do so—if he hadn’t said that, I likely never would’ve tried it.

The plot was my take on an idea that’d been floating around Tumblr for some time (the Boys time travel to when Krupp was a kid and it makes them Think About Things). I think @tornrose24​ was the one who came up with it; at least, her post is the first mention I could find of it anywhere.

I remember canning the project because I couldn’t think of a more dramatic climax; what’s here skips awkwardly from rising action to falling action, and it’s not a long or remarkable fall. (Other people have taken the concept further since, most recently being @infini-tree’s Jammer as outlined here. Go read that and search for “Jammer” on her blog if you want a cooler version of what I did!)

Speaking of what I did, let’s finally get into that! Wish mostly followed the George and Harold that left for time-travel adventures in Melvin’s Squid Suit (referred to as the Time!Boys from here on out). The book’s Forward, of course, was them summarizing the last 12 books with a comic. I never made that comic, but I did write dialogue for their usual address to the reader:

H: Hi everybody! It’s been a while, huh? We thought you might want a refresher before you see what we’ve been up to…

G: …So here’s a comic that’ll explain everything! Just don’t let it fall into the wrong hands, okay?

Ya’ll ‘ready KNOW how Chapter 1: George and Harold begins and ends. In the middle, it would’ve established their new normal: time-traveling in the Squid Suit, looking for Sulu and Crackers, taking care of the Hamsterdactyls, and causing some mischief along the way. Sometimes, though, they see things on their travels that make them think about their old lives. And one time, they ran into someone who made them rethink everything.

But before I can tell you THAT story, I have to tell you THIS story…

In Chapter 2: Awkward Class Reunion, the Time!Boys realize they’re hunting for treasure without a treasure map, and visit the Old!Boys for pointers (and a sleepover! I think I posted about this once but I can’t find it rn). So the Old!Boys hook them up with the best guy for the job: Old!Melvin!

The nerd’s mellowed out over the years, but he still freaks out upon seeing both sets of Boys. Like, he goes from “oh, that’s where my old Squid Suit went” to “STOP TIME-TRAVELING, YOU’RE NINE” to “SULU HAD KIDS WITH A QUETZALCOATLUS???” to “okay, if I can’t stop you, at least let me help you do it right”.

First he tries tracking Sulu’s place in time via GPS like in Book 11. Technology has advanced 20 years since then, so it should be easier than ever, right? 

Nope, it makes his computer crash. And then catch fire. But just before it crashes and catches fire, an error message claims that Sulu is somewhere where time and space don’t exist. That narrows it down to either before the Big Bang or after the Big Crunch. 

The Time!Boys fire up the Squid Suit, but Old!Melvin stops them and explains the risks. Taking a time machine to a timeless place is like driving a car into deep water: easy to get in, impossible to get back out. Ensuring a safe two-way trip requires… some wormhole-y, timey-wimey thing I never fleshed out. He offers to build the wormhole-thing, but he needs some artifacts from throughout Piqua’s history to keep it stabilized and locked onto the Boys’ time-signature. (I left a note to lampshade how Zelda-early-game-fetch-quest-y this is lol)

Cue Chapter 3: Tools of the Time Trade. The Squid Suit is outdated tech from Old!Melvin’s perspective, so he upgrades it! Here are the patch notes:

It can camouflage now! “What was I thinking, making a time machine constantly glow-in-the-dark?”

One of its tentacles hides a built-in Forgetchamacallit 4000, a new model of the memory-wiping device from Book 7. It can erase specific memories from as far back as a week. “I don’t trust you two not to play Pogs with 1800’s settlers or something, so use this after you’ve had your fun.”

And finally, a small hatch under the cockpit leads to a Holographic Oasis for Melancholy Explorers, aka HOME: a faithful replication of the Boys’ backyards, complete with treehouse! “Homesickness during long-term time travel is a real concern. Don’t look too hard into me doing this for you, it’s just common courtesy.”

Then he tells the Boys where and when to find the first Artifact. I never decided what it would be, only that it could be found in the late 1950’s. They thank Old!Melvin sincerely, and then it’s off to Chapter 4: 1950-Something!

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The Boys hide the Squid Suit in a thicket near Jerome Horwitz, then head into town to start their search. They don’t find the Artifact, but they do find a vintage toy store that they really wanna shop at. So they head back to the school and, after humorously navigating a pre-digital teacher’s lounge, make a comic to sell for some time-appropriate money.

(Chapter 5 would’ve been that comic, of course. I planned on making up a one-off hero for it, cus the Boys using Captain or Dog Man before they were born would have Obvious Time Travel Consequences.)

In Chapter 6, they earn enough money to buy the toys and some extra supplies for their stay. As they try to remember where they parked the invisible Squid Suit, they hear someone enter the thicket and hide in the bushes. They peek out and see a kid their age walk up to a puddle, tie a red towel around his neck, and spout superhero-y affirmations to himself. His face and voice remind the Boys of two people they’ve been trying not to think about, but they figure it’s coincidence… until the kid calls himself Benny.

George and Harold slid back into the bushes.

“Is it just me,” George whispered, “or did that kid kinda look like…?”

“Yeah,” Harold said shakily. “But he was talking sorta like…!”

“I know! You don’t think…?”

Harold began to fidget. “Oh, man… What if he sees us and the timeline gets all messed up again?”

“Then we just won’t let him see us,” said George. “No matter what he says or does, we’re not getting involved. I repeat: We are NOT getting involved!”

Just then, something parted the bushes, exposing the boys to the afternoon sun.

“Hey, beans!” Benny greeted them. “Are you two new around here?”

“Uh-oh,” said Harold. “I think we’re involved.”

I can see this page clear as day: Benny crawling further into the bushes and being all friendly, and the Boys backing away and sweating like mad. Their backs hit an invisible dead-end—the Squid Suit!—and Harold scrambles for the Forgetchamacallit while George plays along with Benny's small talk.

The new kid asks for their names, so George makes some up: Bobby Georgia and Mike Harrington. Benny thinks their last names sound funny, and shares his own: Siskin.

The Boys freeze, suddenly feeling very silly for panicking over nothing. They whisper a bit and chalk up the resemblance to bad writing.

Now that that’s sorted out, they ease up and ask Benny what the puddle thing was about. He’s embarrassed that they saw, but is surprisingly quick to come clean. Cue Chapter 7: So Start Ignition, Count To Zero…

“I just wanna be a superhero.

[...] “‘Cus there’s lots of bad things happenin’ all the time. Things I can’t do a thing about. But I wanna do a thing about ‘em! I wanna stop the bad guys, and I wanna be there for people who need help!”

“… And, uh, havin’ cool powers would be neat, too.”

Benny looks away, as if expecting to get laughed at for his silly little dream.

The Boys simply stare at him. Usually they’d discuss what to do, but they’re both consumed by an idea they fear the other will judge him for. Something’s been missing from their lives for a while—though they can’t admit it—and now they see a chance to fill that void.

“We can help you.”

George and Harold blurt it out at the same time. Then they look at each other in disbelief, as if to say “No we can’t, what are you DOING?” But Benny looks up at them with such excitement and hope in his eyes, that they can’t bear to take it back. 

And so, they put their search for the Artifact on hold and hatch a plan to grant their new friend’s wish… at least for a little while.

(I thought of having them offer to be his sidekicks specifically here, but then I reread the books and realized that’s a Movie-only thing. Also, this is where I stopped coming up with Chapter names.)

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The next day, the Boys buy even more supplies and meet Benny Siskin in the town square. They explain their experience with making up superheroes, and how that makes them qualified to teach him how to be one.

“REALLY???” Benny exclaimed, wide-eyed. “But… that’s a big leap from just makin’ ‘em up on paper! Are you two sure you can teach me?”

“Are you kidding?” Bobby boasted. “It’ll be a snap!”

Lesson 1: protecting your identity! The Boys bought a mask and one-piece pajamas to go with Benny’s towel cape.

“Hey, there’s still somethin’ left in your shopping bag.” Benny reached in and pulled out a suspiciously skin-colored bathing cap.

“Uhhh…” Bobby stammered. “Th-That’s not ours.”

“It must’ve f-fallen into our cart when we weren’t l-looking,” offered Mike.

“Well, good thing it did,” Benny grinned, stretching the cap over his head. “Now no one will recognize me by my hair!”

Lesson 2: getting superpowers! Harold has Benny drink a carton of Extra-Strength Super Power Juice (actually just Sealtest orange juice with a new label), then asks him what powers he wants. His first answer is flight—so George lifts him up with the invisible Squid Suit’s tentacles! Then he wishes for super-strength and tries chopping a metal park bench in half—the Squid Suit does it milliseconds before his hand hits (cus geez that would hurt), but he thinks it was all him anyway.

Lesson 3: Knowing when to jump into action! For their narrative convenience, a little girl’s cat just happens to be stuck in a tree nearby. After Benny “flies” in to retrieve it, the girl runs off to tell her skeptical mom about her superhero encounter. (Said girl happens to be wearing cowboy boots with stars on them.)

(I tried not to have the Boys suggest anything specifically Captain-y to Benny, just encouraged what was already there. The idea is that they didn’t put the Kernel there, just heated it up a bit.)

The Boys declare Benny a graduate of their College O’ Hero-ing and set him loose, secretly following him in the Squid Suit to provide his “powers.” I planned on drawing this as a montage, having the Boys’ expressions change as Benny helps people with their everyday problems. At first they’d be visibly worried, even having the Forgetchamacallit out in case things go south. But they don’t, so they start to relax. By the end, they’re smiling just as much as Benny :)

I never set in stone what exactly happens next; the following is just the scenario I lingered on the longest.

The montage ends when the Boys spot something in the window of an important building—the Artifact! They rush inside and nab it when nobody’s looking, overjoyed to have completed their mission in the middle of goofing off from it. Maybe you can have your cake and eat it too!

But when they walk out, Benny’s already wandered out of sight. They scour the city for him until they hear an alarm bell ringing a few blocks away. They hurry over to find a familiar scene: two robbers stepping out of Frank’s Bank… and Benny standing in their way and ordering their surrender.

Benny throws a punch before the Boys can even react. One of the robbers catches his fist, lifts him by the arm, and tosses him aside. Benny hits the sidewalk hard—not enough to need a hospital or leave lifelong marks, but enough to leave him shaken—as the crooks hurry to their getaway car and speed away.

The Boys rush over to ask if he’s okay. Benny starts to answer, but freezes up at the sight of something behind them. The Boys turn around to see the held-up adults streaming out of the bank… including a man with a familiar scowl, and a woman with a familiar build. They spot their son and come running; the mother to check him for injuries, but the father… 

I didn’t write dialogue here, but he was going to rant about how he should’ve put a stop to Benny’s superhero obsession sooner. He also would’ve yelled at the Boys for encouraging his silly ideas and forbid them from coming near him again.

Benny shoots the Boys an apologetic look as his parents drag him away. The Boys leave the scene just as the police arrive.

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George and Harold have half a mind to leave for the future right there, but it doesn’t feel right. Instead they head back to the thicket and retire to their holographic treehouse for the night. They don’t get much sleep—there’s something the two clearly want to discuss with each other, but neither has the courage to bring it up.

They linger in the thicket the next day, hoping to see Benny again before they leave. They’re about to give up when he finally appears, visibly disheartened, but happy that the Boys waited for him.

He explains that his dad always thought his love of superheroes was a waste—that worrying about other people’s needs would get him nowhere—and that yesterday was the final straw. That night, his dad had made him throw out all his comics and toys and promise to “straighten himself out.” The Boys apologize, but he insists it was a long time coming. He also admits that he knew they were pulling “some kinda smoke-and-mirrors” on him yesterday, but thanks them anyway for helping grant his wish for a day.

He pulls out the one thing he’d saved from his dad’s purge, an official superhero comic book, and offers it to them as a parting gift. As fun as it’s been, he plans to make good on his promise, and claims it’s better if they all just forgot about each other and what they did together.

They all hug and say goodbye. Then, after some hesitation, the Boys zap Benny with the Forgetchamecallit and finally head back to the future... but in their hurry to leave, they drop his last comic in the grass. 

Benny opens his eyes and picks it up. All he knows is that his dad has finally thrown out all his superhero stuff, and that if he brings it home it’ll share the same fate.

Something about the situation makes him snap. Frustration fills him up until he’s shaking and ready to burst. And burst he does—by baring sharp teeth and ripping the comic in half.

He drops the pieces into a puddle, horrified less by what he’s done and more by how relieving it felt to do it. Overwhelmed and holding back tears, he runs back home, leaving the pieces to rot away.

Here I planned to draw another montage, this time of Benny growing up. I wanted its narration to both echo this passage from Book 10 and explain the lesson he’d taken away from that day: between sadness and anger, it felt a little better to choose anger. There’s notes here calling to explain (not justify, just explain) this thinking: it demanded people’s attention and made him feel more in control of situations. It got him through many things, and over time became his tool of choice—perhaps even his only tool. And when your only tool is a hammer, one tends to treat everything like a nail.

The only scene I locked into this montage was of his parents getting divorced, and him and his mother readopting her maiden name: Krupp.

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The Boys arrive at Old!Melvin’s place and hand him the Artifact. He starts telling them where to find the next Artifact, but stops because they don’t seem very into it (don’t worry if you forgot this was part of a longer quest, so did they). They ask to take a break from time travel and walk back to their Old! selves’ homes under a setting sun.

On the way there, they finally reflect on why they leapt at the chance to help Benny …but not before admitting that they saw right through the last-name-misdirection thing and figured he was Mr. Krupp all along. (Harold would’ve even nailed that the name change was due to divorce—after all, he would know.)

So why had they risked changing the past and helped him anyway? It takes them some effort to dig beneath “he looked so sad” and “it just seemed like fun” and confess the real reason to each other: they were trying to recreate their time with Captain. They couldn’t admit it earlier because it seemed silly; running after him whenever Krupp heard snapping had been stressful, so why did they suddenly want that back?

At the end of Book 12, they’d jumped right into finding Sulu and Crackers; I wanted to posit here that they did so to take their minds off the messed-up stuff they’d just gone through, including the final bombshell that Captain was suddenly gone. But they hadn’t forgotten it, just refused to talk about or process it. It finally hits them on their older selves’ front steps—their greatest creation, one who’d saved their lives more than once, is effectively dead—and they stop to comfort each other accordingly.

Suddenly, something else hits them too: Mr. Krupp had liked superhero comics as a kid. They think back to when they’d found their confiscated comics in his cabinet in Book 1 (to quote the holy text: “He’s got every issue!”) Then they remember how Captain often knew what had happened in their latest issue, sometimes on the same day they��d written them (swinging on toilet paper in Book 3, his spray starch weakness in Book 5). Then they realize that in order for Krupp to become Captain while hypnotized, he had to know what Captain was like in the first place.

And so, sitting on their future front porch as the stars emerge, George and Harold come to a stunning conclusion: Mr. Krupp had been reading their comics the whole time. Not only that, but from what they now know about his past, there might’ve been more to the Captain’s existence than meets the eye…

The illustrations here would’ve shown the Boys imagining what had happened in Krupp’s head that fateful day. I planned to draw the dream-ish sequence described in WIP #9: Recall, but with the Movie-specific imagery removed.

The following excerpt was meant to accompany this sequence. It reads like the tail end of a longer statement, but it seems this is all that’s left.

He could run around in a cape and not even care if people looked at him funny!

He could help people like he’d always wanted… and this time, nothing could stop him.

He was now the greatest superhero of all time: The Amazing Captain Underpants!

Realizing all this strangely brings the Boys some peace. The next part is formatted as if it was meant for a multi-page spread with major focus on the illustrations, but I didn’t write down what to draw for it.

Captain Underpants, as they knew him, was gone. But they were happy to know that, just maybe…

… somewhere deep inside Mr. Krupp’s cold heart…

… the wish that had made the Captain who he was still remained.

Right where it had always been.

Their revelation is interrupted by the Old!Boys opening the door and bringing them inside. Their kids and spouses have gone to bed, so the Time!Boys take the chance to ask them how they dealt with Captain’s “exit” at their age.

To Make A Long Story Short: they hadn’t. Not at first, anyway.

First the Old!Boys explain how they found out Captain was gone (told in a flashback retooled from WIP #7: Coda). Then they admit to snapping around Krupp for a week after, just in case. They’d even considered using the Hypno-Ring on him again, but the idea just felt wrong. (And even if it hadn’t, I planned to reveal that it had been crushed under the TV when the treehouse got jostled in Book 11.)

But eventually, the Yesterday!Boys talked it out and chose to honor their fallen friend’s memory in several ways. First they took the Ring and other trinkets from their adventures, sealed them in their old carton of Super Power Juice, and buried it under their backyard tree. Then they designed a mural of Captain and the bad guys he fought (art by Harold, written dedication by George) and installed it somewhere in the school that only kids could squeeze into to see.

Finally, although they never went back to writing comics about him, they started giving him cameos in their Dog Man series like in WIP #8: Letter Column. George would write a scene that called for a crowd shot, and Harold would find the perfect spot to hide him. They kept this tradition going until it became another part of their lives, and their lives had slowly but surely moved on. They’d graduated, they’d met their spouses, they’d had their kids, and they’d gotten Dog Man published.

And all the while—as they show the Time!Boys by opening their latest books—the Captain had been with them.

But now that they have money and a respectable public image, the Old!Boys reveal that they’re planning one last memorial act: petitioning Piqua’s government to revive the Great Outdoor Underwear Festival, with all proceeds going to improving local schools. If the city gives them the go-ahead, they want to hold it on September 1st. (They mention that last part while winking very unsubtly.)

The Time!Boys get the hint, rush back outside, and set the Squid Suit’s coordinates for that date. And sure enough, they emerge in a town with festivities well underway. Red banners with black polka dots line the buildings, floats sponsored by Snotco parade the streets, and everyone has their underwear over their clothes and a wide grin on their faces.

They weave through the crowds and spot the Old!Boys getting interviewed by the Eyewitness 4 News crew. They wisely lay low to avoid exposing time travel live on camera and listen as Ingrid Ashley asks why they weren’t doing something more in line with their comics, like a dog festival.

I never fully wrote out the Old!Boys’ response, but I wanted its core message to be that underwear is what all people have in common, “from the highest king to the lowliest peasant,” and that acknowledging it brings them to the same level. Just as Ingrid starts to look sorry she asked, they wrap up the interview on this note:

“As an old friend of ours always said... Never underestimate the power of underwear!”

The news crew sets the men free, and they run off to rejoin their families. The Time!Boys decide to leave them be, duck behind a dumpster, and reemerge with their underwear on the outside. Raring to enjoy the festival, they vanish from view into the crowd.

I didn’t plan any narration or dialogue for the book’s last few pages, but I had some very clear visuals in mind:

The Yesterday!Boys’ mural, faded and chipping, but still standing 20 years later.

Jerome Horwitz benefitting from the Festival’s proceeds, as well as generally becoming a better school over time. The document calls for “more teachers like Ms. Chivess: willing to engage, sympathize, and even laugh with their students”.

Kids still drawing Captain in their notebooks and speaking of his good deeds in legend, just as real kids still draw the Cool S and sing the jump rope songs of old.

And finally: an older, retired Mr. Krupp watching the Festival in his living room. He would shake his head with an I-can’t-believe-I’m-seeing-this smile, and get up to do something else… but leaving the TV on.

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And there you have it :)

We’ve got lots of document-bottom-extras to cover this time. First, a list of ideas I toyed with but never fit into the outline. I’ll let you judge if there was room for them:

Flashbacks to the Boys having Captain around just for fun. I think I shelved this because it made sense in Movie-verse, but not Book-verse, where they only snap during emergencies as sad as that is.

Giving Benny a favorite superhero—I couldn’t decide whether to make one up or just use a real hero from the Silver Age of Comics. (Let’s face it, I probably would’ve just gone with Superman.)

The elusive Jasper Krupp! I remember Dav announcing his existence after I’d started on Wish, and I drew him as a baby a few months later. Maybe I could’ve stuck him into the Frank’s Bank scene in a baby stroller.

The Hamsterdactyls having plot relevance? As you can see, I forgot to give them something to do lol. Maybe they could’ve just stayed with Old!Melvin, he’d probably want to study them thanks to their unique lineage.

The Time!Boys actually saving Sulu and Crackers. I chose to keep it a distant goal, but came close to just having them fulfill it as part of the plot

The Time!Boys reading the Yesterday!Boys’ Dog Man series so I could relate their themes to the plot. Specifically, I wanted to draw parallels between Krupp and Petey… and, in the same vein, Captain and Li’l Petey. (Please consider listening to this song from the musical and losing your mind like I did a few months ago)

The usual once-per-book stuff, like sign gags and Flip-O-Rama. I remember debating whether Wish could be a worthy successor without them

I REALLY wanted to end it with Something Fun instead of just linking to my blog and stuff. Like, “If you X because of Y on Page Z, send a message saying ‘Hey, I X because of Y on Page Z!’ to biolizardboils.tumblr.com. I’ll send you something fun!” Don’t ask what I would’ve sent, I never thought that far ahead lmao

At least one self-deprecating joke about this not being an official CU book lol

I briefly toyed with the idea that Jerome Horwitz was a better school once, maybe even a fun one. It was named after one of the Stooges, after all. Not to mention, the school’s held more than one event that clashes with the whole no-fun-or-creativity thing, like the annual field trip to Piqua Pizza Palace in Book 4. I figured stuff like that was put in place by the district, or some other higher level that Krupp couldn’t challenge. (I never thought of making up a superintendent and might have facepalmed when they introduced one in Epic Tales lol)

One idea I had for the Artifact tied into this: a brick from a room in the school that was later demolished to cut costs.

Now for more stuff from the Book-13-Hoax phase! First, I left behind a brief plan of what to draw for the book’s title page (not cover, that’s different). It would’ve looked similar to the one in Book 1, but with the Hamsterdactyls added, the Boys smiling instead of worrying, and Benny in place of Captain. (I imagine he would’ve been just off-page for the Bad Writing joke to still work.)

Here’s a Table of Contents I slapped together as a test. Only the chapter titles I’ve already mentioned were locked in, the rest are song names and phrases I thought fit thematically and added to fill up more of the page. I think the crossed-out ones on the bottom were "disqualified" for giving too much of the game away.

Book 5 opens with a quote from Einstein, and I thought of doing something similar. Here are some of the candidates:

“So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.” — Gaston Bachelard

“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.” — Pablo Picasso

“Can you remember who you were, before the world told you who you should be?” — Danielle Laporte

And finally, the music segment! Wish’s document doesn’t have a Mood Ref section... but it does have a link to a 49-song playlist. I won’t be sharing the full thing because it’s too long and disorganized, so here’s some highlights instead:

Every song I’ve already linked to in this series (except the Biggie one)

Mid-century songs that fit the setting, like Mr. Sandman, Yakety Yak, and Tutti Frutti

Songs from that psyrock EarthBound album I gushed about that one time

These ones listed back to back that I think represented the Georges and Harolds: Good Day by Jukebox The Ghost, Good Old Days by Macklemore, and Champagne Supernova by Oasis

In the same vein, I think these ones were meant for Benny: The Great Pretender by Roy Orbison, The Last Waltz by Engelbert Humperdinck, and Hero by Nickelback

I Will Remember You by Ed Helms (I’ve never even watched The Office but oh god this one hurts)

Songs that ended up on The Warden/Mr. Blue Sky, including Used To Be A Sweet Boy, both versions of Superman, and The Banana Splits theme song

To close out this whole thing, I wanna share my favorite song on the playlist: Used To Be by Cody Fry. I heard it at my day job and left the floor to jot down the words, they broke me and I didn’t want to forget them.

Captain Underpants does not provide a moral for adults, because it wasn't written for adults—and that’s more than okay, it’s great! That being said, rediscovering the series in adulthood did teach me something. It was that something that I tried to embody in Wish and that this song captures perfectly: Don't forget the kid you used to be, so you can better understand and provide for the kids of today.

...Oh wait, I almost forgot! Hey, @jackie-sugarskull! I hope all this makes up for my tease—sorry it took nearly five years!

#mr. krupp #benjamin krupp #benny krupp #baby benny #dav pilkey #cu books #captain underpants: the first epic movie #captain underpants the first epic movie #captain underpants and the wish of the waistband warrior #long #me talking #old!george #old!harold #george beard #george #harold hutchins #harold #crumpled up pages #my writes #captain underpants #cu

[fire-for-you]

i fear this place

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pairing - valkyrie x sylvie

rating - teen and up (haunted houses, au- high school, little punching action)

word count - 1,497

summary - “actor at a haunted house/person who punches the actor in the face” AU

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Valkyrie was never an irrational person. Wasn't a scaredy-cat. One to back down from a challenge. She grew up with Thor, Loki, and Hela. She could handle anything.

Right?

"Okay…" Bruce drew out as he looked around the room. "Hmm. Valkyrie! Truth or dare?"

"Really? Okay, um. Dare. Hate truth. Whatchu got?"

Hela leaned over and whispered something in Bruce's ear. Then she pulled away, smirking. The boy lit up like a Christmas tree. "I dare you to go to a haunted house with me and the Odinsons."

"Yeah, okay. Easy enough." Valkyrie put on a smile. But, on the inside, she was freaking. Nothing scared her worse than all the horrors of Halloween stuffed into a labyrinth of rooms. The holiday was bad enough on its own, even if it included getting free candy. Despite being a tough woman, she had her share of fears.

The siblings nodded consecutively, all grinning like madmen. Since it was her turn, she tilted her head towards Carol. "Okay, Captain Marvel, truth or dare?"

Bruce glided over next to her in the lunch line. Of course, the one day she didn't pack a lunch. "I found a haunted house that fits our schedules." She had honestly hoped the junior forgot about her dare. Apparently not.

"Great. When?"

"This Friday, after school. I can text you the rest of the details. I have to go meet Thor."

"For your mid-day hook-up?" Valkyrie asked casually, looking over the menu options. Everything sounded disgusting.

Bruce blushed. "No. He needs help with English. We're not dating. I don't understand why I need to tell you guys all the time."

She side-eyed him as they moved up in line. "You two have eye-sex every time you look at one another. It's honestly annoying that you won't just bone and get it over with."

He blushed deeper, turning a dark cherry red. "I'm gonna go. I'll text you!" The raven-haired man rushed away.

"Yeah, you do that." She said sarcastically, mumbling under her breath. Looking up at the lunch lady, she took a deep breath.

"And what can I get for you today?" The older woman inquired, cheerfully.

"Do we really have to do this?" Valkyrie, Bruce, Thor, Hela, and Loki all stood in front of The House of Hauntings with a little sign underneath that said: "We Haunt."

"Unless you want to be a chicken. First one all school year." The slender one in green stated.

"Shut up, Loki. You say 'school year' because you are the only one to call chicken this year. On asking Mobius out? Do you remember that?" Hela scoffed at her sorry excuse of a brother.

The youngest curled in on himself, looking down at the ground. He mumbled something no one caught.

"Anyway," Bruce spoke into the silence, training his eyes back on the makeshift haunted house. "Let's go, shall we?"

They walked forward, towards a table selling tickets for entry.

"How many in your party?" The teen asked, obviously bored.

"Five," Thor stated like he was talking to a child, which Valkyrie supposed he was.

The young man looked up slowly like he had all the time in the world. "Twenty-five dollars."

The blonde fished out a twenty and a five, holding out the bills, which the teenager was quick to take. "Entry is at the end of that path." He pointed loosely behind his person, at a dirt pathway.

"Thank you." Bruce was pushing them along, eager to get inside.

Coming across a door and a knight, they stopped. "Do you think there's someone in there?" Loki asked.

"Maybe," Hela responded, sporting a sly grin that her sibling didn't seem to see.

"Do you wish to find out?" The person inside asked, sounding extremely annoyed.

Loki jumped, pushed the door quickly, and rushed inside.

Hela laughed hysterically, high-fiving the knight and then following the sophomore inside.

Valkyrie didn't want to admit it, but she jumped a little too.

The rest of the group trailed into the house, stumbling through curtains of fake cobwebs.

As they ventured through the rooms, they came across a vampire, a werewolf, a tarantula - like an actual tarantula - and a variety of other beasts. But the one that stood out the most was a clown, covered in blood.

The brunette was never a great person to be around when she saw a clown. Ever since Loki made her watch all three IT movies with him, she was never the same. She hated sewer drains, couldn't face the wall when sleeping, and just despised going into her mom's basement.

So when a clown lunged at her from the darkness covered almost head to toe in blood, she did what any sane person would.

Valkyrie, real name Brunhilde, drew her fist back and hit the horrid creature with as much force as possible.

Everyone turned at the sound of a crack echoing around the room. What they saw was a clown, blood flowing strongly from its very broken nose, and their friend since early childhood, standing there with a very angry expression on her face, hand still up and pulled back.

They just stood there in pure shock until the clown let out a quiet whimper and whispered, "Ow."

Two people rushed in holding a green box with a red cross on it. Kneeling, one of them opened it and grabbed gauze. "Holy shit, Sylvie. Are you okay?" The other one asked.

Thor pulled Valkyrie back, out of the way as the clown- Sylvie, answered. "I'm, fine. I think. Not the first time I've had my nose broken." The bleeding slowed gradually as other workers came and dragged the group outside.

Valkyrie was still slightly mad, but mostly just felt bad for hitting an innocent employee just doing her job. Bruce and the others stood aways away, talking to the person who ran the haunted house.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder. She looked up and saw a beautiful blonde woman, the top of her hair tied up in a bun. She was also sporting a splint on her nose.

"Oh, no. You're the one I hit. Sylvie, right?"

Sylvie nodded and asked, "Can I sit?" It came out all nasally.

"Yeah, sure." The blonde sat down beside her on the curb, wrapping her arms around herself.

"It's so cold out here."

"It's October. Why don't you have a jacket?"

Sylvie shrugged. Valkyrie shook her head and took off her windbreaker, handing it over. "I'm Valkyrie by the way."

"Thanks." The shorter paused, pulling on the coat. "That's a cool name. Isn't it also the name of a powerful woman warrior from Norse mythology?"

"Yeah, I think that's why my mom named me it. I guess I'd have to ask."

They sat there in a comfortable silence, listening to the sound of wind whistling through the trees and the group mumbling to the side.

"Is your nose okay?"

"Yeah, it just stings."

"I'm sorry. Clowns just freak me out a little."

"It's alright, but, only a little? That's the hardest I've ever been hit, and I get into a lot of fights. Kinda impressed actually."

Valkyrie pinkened. "Thanks. I don't hit a lot of people, just Loki when-"

Said man came up and interrupted them, "Sylvie! Are you alright? I've never seen Valkyrie punch so hard."

Valkyrie turned to him, debating between glaring or being surprised. "You know her?"

"Oh, yeah. We're in the same martial arts class. I would have come over sooner, but you guys were busy flirting. Didn't want to interrupt. Anyway, the guy wants to know if you're pressing charges."

Sylvie's brows drew together. "What? Of course not. It was her way of expressing fear. Plus, it was kinda hot, so. Wouldn't want to ruin that."

Valkyrie turned toward her, eyes wide. "What?"

The blonde smiled. "It was. Can't deny the truth…"

The taller just stared at her.

Hela, Thor, and Bruce came over. "Alright, well. There wasn't any damage to property, so we're free to go." The oldest announced. She glanced down at the scene. "Or to just stare for hours. That works too.

Sylvie smiled wider. Getting up, she offered her hand to the woman still on the ground. Valkyrie took it, pulling herself up.

"I have to go but, can I have your number?"

The brunette swallowed but pulled out her phone. She gestured for Sylvie to hand over hers, which she did.

Valkyrie called her to make sure she had the right number, before handing it back.

Sylvie started to walk away, but she called back, "I'll call you!"

"Please do that!" She shouted back. Then, turning back to her friends and seeing their expressions, she said to them, "If any of you say a word, I will slit your throat."

They all nodded, knowing she would definitely would follow through on that promise.

As the group walked back to the car, Valkyrie smiled down at her phone.

It wasn't the worst Halloween experience she's ever had.

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masterlist & other such things

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MCU masterlist

#sylvie x valkyrie #valkyrie x sylvie #sylvie laufeydottir #brunnhilde #valkyrie #loki laufeyson #thor odinson #bruce banner #hela odinson #loki series #fire-for-you

[imsecretadult]

A story I can’t stop thinking about as I fall asleep at night. (A slow burn Steve Rogers x Reader fic)

1/?

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The sound of the door was jarring. I don’t think he meant to slam it, perhaps it was just a security precaution. Either way, Captain Rogers seemed apologetic when I nearly jumped out of my skin.

“Sorry, ma’am. Heavy doors are the norm around here.” He explains.

“No worries, Captain Rogers.” I assure him.

“I’d also like to apologize for my team’s delay in reaching out to you. It should never have taken this long for us to address your accident.” Sitting across from me at the expertly polished glass table, I can tell how truly sorry he was. But lurking underneath, I suspect he’s also a bit angry. Strangely, that made me smile a bit.

“Something tells me that waiting so long wasn’t your idea. If I was a betting lady, I might even say you went toe to toe with Mr. Stark about it.” I cock an eyebrow at him. His professional aura cracks a bit as he allows himself a small smile.

“Perhaps.” We both chuckle a bit. “Maybe I need to have Natasha help me work on my poker face a bit more.” I wave his comment off.

“Nah, I’m just really good at reading people.” I explain. We both sigh, relaxing a bit as we settled into our chairs. Not the most comfortable place to have been left waiting, but I suppose that was the nature of being interrogated by the world’s premier “crime-fighting” organization. As much as I had been assured this meeting was merely an interview, the tension in the air, combined with the aforementioned clinical holding room suggested otherwise.

I glance up, meeting Captain Rogers’ eyes.

“So, let’s get this over with. You want to know about the rock.” I start, evenly. He nods. I can tell he’s a bit surprised that I would be so cooperative. I shrug. “What do you want to know?” I can tell the exact moment he slips into “Avenger” mode, leaning forward in his seat, staring rather intensely at me. But not aggressively, somehow. Just…serious.

“Start from the beginning, and tell me everything.”

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I swear that I’m going to need a shoulder replacement after this walk. Despite the many times that I’ve taken the dogs out, they’ve never really gotten the hang of appropriate walk etiquette. The pair try to pull me in different directions, mark everything in sight, and insist (rather loudly) on being pet by every passerby. Today though, there aren’t very many people around to harass. The gloomy clouds and grey skies have kept them indoors, I suppose. To me, though, this is the best kind of weather. Having less nosy neighbors around to run into is just an additional perk.

As our rowdy trio begins our second lap around the park, my dogs suddenly still. With eyes fixed across the greenway, I assume they had spotted a particularly interesting squirrel. “Come on, boys!” I giggle, tugging at their leads. The pair begins to whine a bit, tails low. I glance around the area. “You silly geese, there’s nothing out there. Stop being such scaredy cats and let’s finish our walk!” They aren’t having it. We stare each other down like that for a beat, me facing my seemingly wimpy canine companions. But in an instant, the two start off like bullets from a gun, wrenching their leads from my unwitting grasp. “Hey! Boys! Stop!” I yell after them. There was no use. They sprint off towards home, leaving me in the dust at the park. I drag a hand down my face.

“Crap.” (Last time they got away, they had to spend a night in doggie jail.) I stand there for a few seconds, shoulders slumped. As I gather myself to head home, I barely make it a few steps before stopping once more. The air feels…tingly? Like when your foot falls asleep but everywhere. My hair starts to stand up on its ends when the whistling begins. It’s high pitched at first, like a tea kettle. I look around wildly, confused, searching for the source. The whistle drops lower, like the sound of an electric toothbrush. A cloud rolls over the already dim sun. The whistle sounds now like the roar of an oncoming train. I glance up. Not a cloud. A rock. It draws closer. Not a rock. A boulder. From the air? No, from space. A meteor.

All the trial and error investigation of the approaching “UFO” leaves me with little time and even fewer options for cover as the giant rock bears down on the open field. I duck down behind a tree as the meteor makes impact, sending grass flying and causing the ground to shake. As an object flies by, I begin to wish I had listened to the dogs. When I feel the warm blood dripping from my new forehead wound, I barely have time to notice the ground has stopped vibrating before darkness overtakes my vision.

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“And that’s all I know.” I finish, stretching my palms to the sky, working the tension out of my shoulders. “Woke up in a hospital with the makings of a nasty scar, a concussion, and some massively sore muscles.” I wave my hands towards my person. “But I’m sure you’re not stranger to those.” Captain Rogers nods sympathetically.

“And you’ve not experienced any other weird symptoms or after effects?” I shake my head at him. He’s probing for something. It was clear from the beginning of this encounter that there was something being kept from you. After all, SHIELD doesn’t often bother itself with random meteors that fall in small towns. Captain Rogers is suspicious.

“I know you don’t trust me.” Captain Rogers has a good poker face, but I don’t miss how his eyes tighten at the corners when I say that. “Clearly, there was something important or weird about that meteor or you wouldn’t be taking such an interest in me.” His face remains a mask, but it’s like I can feel the sheepish “caught red handed” expression he’s hiding. I draw in a measured breath. “I promise to be nothing but cooperative, Captain Rogers, but I will tell you this:” He leans forward, clearly expecting some kind of important admission. “If you want honesty, you might want to try leading with some…and maybe not making your willing guests wait in an interrogation room for hours.” When his face finally breaks to reveal a slight blush, I can’t deny myself a smirk.

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Part 2:

#captain america #reader insert #slow burn #captain america x you #Captain America x reader #steve rogers #steve rogers x you #Steve Rogers x reader #fanfic #mcu fanfiction #avengers #marvel #Captain America slow burn

[kiiwweeeeei]

i love my friends like SO much /p

i may be the worst communicator like i just sit alone with my thoughts and i dont rlly tell anyone them

but like,,,, i enjoy interacting with the friends i made online, i dont have any irl (my irls i met from highschool are like busy as hell and they graduated)

but like. i adore my friends, theyre funny and like!!! when i got into black jack i was like plastering him all over my server !! and i got some ppl in it to actually take interest!!!!!! and then i got into captain harlock!!!! like we joke arounbd and just talk abt our interests freely !!!!!!!

i havent commissioned anyone b4 bc i am a scaredy cat but REM AND SOGGY!!!! i m gonna commission them both to draw my cringe self insert shit

also shoutout to smurg

shoutout to aud for calling me stinky

shoutout to chalk for bullying me

idk!!

weve been busy lately and havent vced in awhile but i wanna do stuff together again,,, ngl i was feeling lonely bc i was like sitting in my room doin shit with my thoughts so like......... we should draw together,,,, minecraf,,,,,, uhh. yes.,.,,,,,...,.......

[minachan95-written-works-on-ao3]

Title: The Ghost of the Study Room

Fandom: King of Fighters

Characters: Kyo Kusanagi, Iori Yagami

Pairing: Iori x Kyo

Summary:

[Sequel to A New Home for the Cat] It was a peaceful and quiet night at Yagami's apartment. However, the sudden noise from another room instantly awakens two cat parents. So, what kind of ghost is haunting them? Read and find out.

AO3 Link

A month has passed since one kitten named Oreo has become a part of the cat parents’ family. However, this little fellow in a black tail-coat has already become a curious explorer, who loves to search the narrowest corners of the apartment and discovering the hidden treasures in it. Or at least until one redhead interrupts his adventures. That's right, how come a mountain tiger like the Oreo is not allowed to listen to his primal call? So, why he is not allowed to reach the top of the curtains or silently lurk and attack his prey? Yet, soon enough, this kitten would see where his curiosity can lead him.

It was a late night when both — Kyo and Iori were already asleep. However, even a peaceful moment has been disturbed. Now, the sound of the rustling papers along something keeps felling down from another room. Surely, such annoying noises awaken the redhead, who silently groans and frowns while slowly opening his eyes. As Yagami rolls on his other side, he quietly whines in an irritated tone ‘‘What a hell you’re doing, Kyo? It’s the middle of the night. Just go to sleep.’’. However, he could feel that his partner rolls in the bed and how the brunette throws his arm over Iori without answering. It appears that Kyo was still deeply asleep. Perhaps, it was just a dream, or so, thought Yagami by closing his eyes. Just as he was about to return to fell asleep again-

Suddenly, the sound of brushing the guitar’s strings awakens Iori. That it! It was the last drop of the redhead’s patience. Whoever dares to disturb his slumber will pay for it! After Yagami climbs over Kyo to reach the night-lamp, he turns the light on. Once the warm orange light fills the room, Kusanagi closes his eyes even tighter and indignantly lets out a long groan. It was followed by him trying to bury his face into the pillow and covering himself under the blanket. Of course, he isn't happy that someone interrupts his peaceful slumber and wants to smack whoever dares to wake him up. Yet, he decided that it could wait until the morning. At the moment, the urge to sink into a deep slumber was stronger.

Now, the redhead, who wore a gray tank top and red with gray striped pajama pants, rolls his eyes and facepalms while shaking his head. After Iori deeply exhales, he grabs the blanket with his two hands and instantly removes it from his partner, who wore a white t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. It appears that the sudden feeling of coldness isn't pleasant to the brunette, and now, he tried to reach the blanket. Unfortunately, after grasping thin air, Kyo slowly opens his eyes and sits up. As he rubs the nape, the brunette turns his sleepy head to face Yagami while complaining, ‘‘What do you want? Can it wait until the morning?’’. Now, the redhead replies in a serious tone ‘‘Someone else is wandering in the house, and I don’t like it.’’. However, the Kusanagi’s heir only snorts and cracks a smug smile ‘‘Are you sure that you haven’t just dreamed about it? ‘Cos I can’t hear anything… Don’t tell me that a grown-up man is still believing in kiddies’ stories and is afraid of ghosts~ Haha, Yagami is such a scaredy-cat! What if a one is behind you? Oooh, poor little Iorin gonna be eaten by a big spooky ghost~’’.

Despite the younger man’s teasing, Iori keeps his irritated face on and asks ‘‘You’re done yet? Then, move your oh-so-brave ass. After checking each room, go and report me everything, captain brave.’’. Certainly, Kyo naturally surprises by such a reply and backfires ‘‘Huh? Why me? If you need to, go and check by yourself!’’. However, as Yagami quickly looks at the small open gap near the bedroom door, he changes the subject, ‘‘Did you left the door open?’’. It was followed by the confused gaze of the brunette and him replying in a casual tone ‘‘Yeah, as usual. Is there something wrong with that?’’. Meanwhile, Iori rests his chin on his thumb, he stares at the door and now asks his partner ‘‘Where is Oreo?’’.

At first, Kyo gave him a questioning look, and soon, he carelessly answered ‘‘Perhaps, he is snooping around or fell asleep somewhere. So, if you are worried about that, then go to sleep. I can bet that he’ll wake you up when he is hungry.’’. Now, the brunette snatches the blanket from Yagami and wraps himself. After curling into a ball, he closes his eyes ‘‘Good night!~ Ah, and don’t forget to turn off the lights.’’. Yet, Yagami didn’t want to give up so easily, and he’ll make sure that his word would be the last one ‘‘We need to find him and make sure that he is fine.’’. However, Kusanagi, who prefers the warm embrace of the blanket, objects in a half-asleep voice ‘‘Yeah, go and do that. Just try not to make a sound, okay?’’. ‘‘Then, you left me no other choice, Kyo.’’ replies Iori in a serious tone as he places his hands under the brunette, who is wrapped into a cocoon, and about to lift him into his arms.

It appears that all the Kusanagi’s heir’s sleepiness instantly disappears, and now his eyes were wide-open. Now, the brunette replies in an indignant voice ‘‘I get it! I’ll help you if you want it so badly. So, let me down, you idiot!’’. As soon as Iori puts him down on the bed, Kyo lazily removes the blanket and gets up. Unfortunately, as he places his foot on the ground, he lets out a short whine ‘‘Ouch… What a hell is this?…’’. After the brunette looks down, he noticed one of Oreo’s toy mice. It was followed by the redhead’s voice ‘‘Watch your steps. Oreo might leave one of his toys lying around.’’. As Kyo sits on the bedside and rubs his hurt foot, he gives a not-so-satisfied look to Yagami ‘‘You don’t say, huh? Gee, thanks for the advice. If someone was kind enough and told me earlier about that…’’. ‘‘If you have time to complain, save it for finding Oreo. Let’s go already.’’. No matter how much the brunette wanted to launch that toy at Yagami, but he decided to play along with his partner’s wish. After all, the sooner they’ll find a sleeping kitten, the sooner Kyo can go back to sleep.

Once they were in the corridor, Iori turns the light on and starts to call the tuxedo kitten’s name. Fortunately, a crying meowing and scratching, mixed with guitar string noises from the study room, respond to the redhead’s call. Now, Yagami continues in a concerned voice, ‘‘Oreo, where are you?… Oreo!’’. Once again, a loud meowing asking for help from another room, responds to him. He feared that something terrible happened to such a little fellow, and regretted not acting sooner. However, without any second thought, the redhead rushes to the study room. Meanwhile, Kyo remains chill and just follows him.

After Yagami storms in and nearly trips over the thin air, Kyo calmly walks in and turns on the light. However, the first thing, which they noticed was a big mess in the room left like after a tornado. All the papers and books scattered on the floor, the small bookshelf pushed away, the laptop balancing on the table’s edge and half plugged out. Even Iori’s guitars were lying on the floor. Now, the scratching noises and desperate meowing filled the room. This pair immediately kneels and looks over the floor. Meanwhile, Iori was searching around the study table, Kyo picks the acoustic guitar into his hands and notices something unusual — it felt a bit heavier, and something was moving inside it. Now, the brunette got nearly startled by the meowing of a certain kitten.

After looking inside, the Kusanagi’s heir notices a small and frightened Oreo inside it. It was followed by Kyo commenting in an unsure tone ‘‘Oi… how did you get there?’’. Once he lifts his head and turns towards the redhead, the brunette addresses his partner ‘‘Hey, I found Oreo! Help me to take him out of there.’’. Now, Iori instantly rushes towards Kyo, and as soon as he was kneeling behind the brunette, he asks in a worried voice ‘‘Where is he?!’’. Yet, his partner only points with his chin at the acoustic guitar. Surely, poor Oreo’s terrified big eyes and his lowered ears, along with as crouching while holding his black tail close to his body, nearly torn the redhead’s heart. The only thing he could do is call the tuxedo kitten in a silent and pitiful voice. However, soon enough, Iori desperately demands Kyo ‘‘Give it to me! You… go and get the pliers! Now!’’. Without any second doubt, Kusanagi nods and carefully passes the guitar into Yagami’s hands. After standing up, and walking to the door, Kyo softens his gaze, ‘‘I’ll be back soon. Just wait for me.’’. Lastly, the redhead was alone.

It didn’t take long enough, and the brunette return to the study room. To his surprise, Iori calmed down, and he was comforting Oreo. Now, Kyo just exhales and gently taps the redhead’s shoulder with the pair of pliers, ‘‘Here you go.’’. It was followed by Yagami raising his hand and taking the pliers without looking at the brunette. At moments like this, Iori takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. He knew he had to do this because the little furry fellow’s life was more precious and important than anything else in this world. After opening his eyes, Yagami brings the pliers closely to the first string of the guitar. Finally, the metal claws were about to cut the strings. One sudden cut — now, Oreo was one step closer to being safe. String after the string and the poor kitten’s was set free.

After placing the pliers and guitar on the floor, Iori scratches the pants’ material with one of his fingers while calmly calling the cat in tuxedo ‘‘Oreo, you can come out. It’s safe now. No one will harm you’’. Surely, it took a while until Oreo carefully lifts his head and observes his surroundings with his big golden eyes. However, as he notices how Yagami was patiently waiting for him, Oreo just stares at him. It was followed by the redhead continuing to encourage the kitten ‘‘Oreo, it’s okay. You can do it.’’. It appears that it was enough for Oreo to place his white paws on the guitar. As he lets out a loud trill, Oreo jumps and escapes from his prison while, with his black tail lifted, he rushes towards Iori. Lastly, the kitten in a tuxedo rubs his cheeks against one of Yagami’s legs.

As the redhead placed his hand above the Oreo, the kitten stands on the tips of his paws. After receiving a head-pat, Oreo blissfully closes his eyes and enjoys how Iori strokes his tiny back. As Oreo was rubbing his cheek against the redhead's thighs, this human pampers him in the affection. Eventually, the kitten starts to purr and knead his front claws into Yagami's leg. At first, Oreo stared at Iori with his golden eyes, like asking for permission from his adored human. However, once the redhead carefully moves his leg that it would be more convenient, Oreo climbs on top of Iori's lap. In the end, the kitten in a tuxedo curls into a ball and rests. Meanwhile, his tiny “motor engine” is still turned on. Certainly, seeing how this little ball of fluff was safe and happy, was one of the best things, which were precious for Iori.

Meanwhile, one certain brunette just silently observes this scene by covering his mouth with his hand, and without realizing starting to blush. It seems that seeing his partner gently smiling, relieved Kyo and glad that finally, everything was fine now. Yet, the only thing, which he was regretting — not having a camera near him and record this tender moment. However, the Kusanagi heir just walks closely to the redhead and squats. As he pats Iori’s shoulder, the brunette speaks up in a nearly purring tone ‘‘C’mon, you gonna catch a cold and get sore legs, if you’ll sit like this. So, take Oreo with you, and let’s go back to bed.’’. Lastly, as Yagami carefully picks Oreo into his arms and stands up, the kitten lets out the trilling noise. Yet, Oreo doesn’t seem to mind being lifted, and he just wanted to rest close to his precious human while enjoying being bathed in Iori’s attention.

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❤❤❤❤❤ First of all, I want to thank Miau for such a wonderful comic strip of Vampire's Kiss (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤ It looks cute and I love it! So, Thank You again and again, 'cos if I could, I would print this out and stick it on my fridge (‘∀’●)♡ And as author, things like this is like an honor to receive ❤❤❤ ❤❤❤❤❤

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[condraws]

i repurposed Para to play sunless skies with some friends and oh man oh boy it’s fun. the steampunky stained glassy Cthulhu spacey style is [chef kiss] delicious. we have a great time on our space train, the 2009 Toyota Corolla (shit’s haunted)

#oc tag #para #(talks only in parentheses) #fuck but this freaking game is so stupid it's GREAT #para saw someone who looked like her and they both instantly adopted each other #in the circus they were living in #then they ran away to become smugglers #OUR CAPTAIN IS SUCH A SCAREDY CAT #IMMOBILISEDD BY FEAR #WE'RE RUNNING THIS SHIP WITH OUR OWN TWO HANDS #poor captain we had Guests and blasted them a bit while he was in the bathtub #we came to check on him and he was just rocking back and forwards in an empty tub while the walls were covered in water #AND LACHLAN #THE GENTLEMAN #'FOR A LADY I CAN DO ANYTHING' LSDFJHASDKFJH WHY DON'T YOU RUN BBY BOY #had a car chase through olde london #shot guns to move out of the way of Cthulhu tentacles with the recoil #rammed our train Corolla right through the space graveyard #bodies flying everywhere #it's so freaking fun #para's a gunner. she and her cousin FLEX at each other in greeting #life is good #i think the ttrpg version is actually called skyfarers #oh well

[justwritedreams]

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⫷ EXO as Dads Series by Maari Request: I have this idea that I know no one would make it better than you 🥰 so I’ve seen this NCT/SKZ dad reaction series; but with EXO where they have baby fever, then s/o announce she’s expecting, morning sickness, craving, first kick, ultrasound, being protective of the bump, feeling insecure, pregnancy complications, labor, the members meeting the baby, going home, and the growth of the child.. etc. it can be a lot of work but it’s just so cute 🥰 maybe you can give it a thought ♥️  

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[sillyrabbit81]

Okay, but...

What if our big stronk Sy is actually really afraid of needles and his unit wants to get a tattoo together. 👀

Summary: Sy is a big pussy... cat and as his tattoo artist, you help him overcome his fear with some cheeky flirtations.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Tattoo Artist!Reader

Word Count: approx. 1.3k

Warnings: Needles, tattoos, flirting, implied smut

Authors Note: So I have a migraine and am on painkillers, but this prompt was too tempting! Thanks Freya! I debated on waiting to feel better before I wrote it, but I thought fuck it, go crazy. I hope its ok and not just the meds telling me its fine.

I apologize if its full of errors and if its not quite what you were looking for, but here it is.

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Trypanophobia

You were excited about your clients for today. Twelve Green Berets all getting the crest with the motto De Oppresso Liber tattooed on their chests. You liked tattooing military men and women, especially if they were part of some kind of elite unit. Their stoicism usually made them good canvases, still and resistant to pain.

Usually.

Sometimes you got a guy with a phobia. A fear of the needle. Trypanophobia.

You picked him out straight away. Although you knew from experience that the biggest men could crumble under your machine, it still surprised you that it was him. He had a swagger, a way of walking that oozed confidence, the deep seeded knowledge that he was a man who could solve problems. Yet you noticed the way he flinched when your machine buzzed and the colour drain from his bearded face as you started on the first of his brothers. You had a way of dealing with big softies like him and knew you’d get him through.

“Hold up, boys” you say. “There’s too many of you in the shop, one of you are going to bump the chair and ruin his tattoo.”

“You heard the lady, move out,” the scaredy cat said. The team did as he said calling him captain as they went. Perfect.

“Captain,” you call. “How ‘bout you pull up a chair and be here for your guys?”

He stared daggers at you, but you smirked at him and nodded, indicating the chair he sound sit on..The rest of the guys encouraged him and faced with the pressure he relented, sitting on a swivel chair next to you while you started your work.

At first he sat there arms folded over his chest, looking anywhere but you and the tattoo. You chatted to the captain and each of his men, coaxing out embarrassing stories about their time together, learning about their families and by the time it rolled around to his turn, Captain Syverson was laughing, had his colour back and even flirted with you a little.

“Well, I guess it’s just you and me now Captain,” you say as the last soldier left the chair.

“The way it ought to be, Darlin’,” Sy says, with a cheeky, boyish grin. You feel a heat grow at the apex of your thighs as you take in his cocky attitude.

“Then show me what you’re working with Cap,” you say boldly. “Take your shirt off.”

“Whatever you say,” he says. He takes his shirt off and stands proud as you give him a good look over. He had every right to be proud, his body was a work of art, broad, strong, well proportioned, but not so muscular that he looked malnourished. Chonky was how you would describe him. You sigh as you look at his chest, he had such a nice covering of fur, it would be a shame to shave it, but some had to go to make way for the tattoo.

You get your black nitrile gloves on and grab the disposable razor, biting down the rising excitement you felt. “It’s a shame, but I have to shave the area I’ll be working on,” you say, giving Sy a cheeky grin.

“That’s alright Sugar. Just don’t take too much, the ladies love it,” Sy’s bravado made you laugh.

“I’ll bet they do,” you say as you lay your hand on his chest. You stand a little closer than you normally would making your attraction to him obvious.

You bite your lip as you move your hand across his chest to his right pectoral and you hear his breathing increase. You move the blade across his skin, getting a close shave. You look up at him as you run your gloved finger over his newly bare skin. His blue eyes were aflame as you placed the stencil in the spot and staring into them you carefully peeled back the paper leaving the blue ink marking the design. As you remove your fingers you let one flick over his nipple and smirk at the rumble in his chest you got in response.

“In the chair, Sy,” you say and you see his fear start to return, his eyes shifting rapidly around the shop, seemingly looking for escape. You take his hand and guide him to the chair. Reluctantly he follows you and sits as you give him a gentle push. The chair is tilted so it’s almost like he is laying down, but pressing a button you lay him all the way back as last thing you want is him fainting. You giggle at the thought of making this huge bull of a man faint but quash it before Sy notices.

You move quickly, applying Vaseline to the site before buzzing your machine in the ink and turning back to Sy. “Ready Captain?”

He shakes his head, and tries to sit up, but you gently apply pressure to his shoulder and say in a soothing tone, “You’re ok, Captain.” He shakes his head again, you grab his hand and place it on the forearm of your non-dominant side. “You can squeeze my arm if it will help,” you say in a voice, not much louder than a whisper. He finally nods and you see him set his jaw in a determined look and you the earlier blossom of heat between your legs grows, radiating all over your body.

As soon as the machine starts you feel his fingers dig deep into your flesh. You bit back the moan that threatened to escape your lips, knowing that those thick strong hands will leave bruises makes you think about what those bruises would look like on your thighs or hips. Leaning over him, your breasts brushing his other arm you start your first line and you see him squeeze his eyes shut and a groan rattles in his throat.

“How did that feel, Captain?” you ask near breathless, as you watch him tremble. Your mind won’t think of anything except for wondering if he squirms and groans like that in bed.

“Fine,” he spits out through, gritted teeth. “Keep going, woman.” You just about faint yourself at the tone of his voice, so thick and gravelly, with an irresistible quiver of fear that he fights so hard. You find his fear endearing and when mixed with his unwillingness to let his dread beat him, it made for an intoxicating but contradictory mix that you found irresistible.

You were able to work quickly, having already done the tattoo eleven times before. Giving the tattoo a wipe down, cleaning off any excess ink and Vaseline, you say with a little disappointment, “You’re all done Captain.”

Sy pries his hand off your arm and you help him sit up. You rub your arm, where his fingers dug into you, smiling knowing that at least for a couple of weeks, you would have them to remember him by.

Drawing his brows low, Sy asks, “Did I hurtcha, Sugar?” His voice was tender and concerned. He put his hand on your arm again, this time rubbing it to soothe the growing ache.

“Not nearly enough, Captain,” you say with a wink.

Sy barks out a laugh and you smile back at him. “I like the way you think, Sweet Pea.”

Covering his tattoo with gauze and tape you say brazenly, “I’ll bet there’s a few things I can do that you would like just as much.”

With a roguish grin and raised eyebrows Sy asks, “How about I take you home and find out?”

“I like the way you think too, Captain.”

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[hollyhomburg]

Ok I love the idea of breaking fandom expectations with hybrids but also can I throw out the idea of them all being cat hybrids? Bc like cats can have such a wide variety of personalities, like one of my cats we jokingly call bunny and princess because she bounces all over the place, loves to explore and meet people, and just acts like she owns the place but then her brother (same litter) is a huge scaredy cat, like will run away from you 9 times out of 10, unless either a) he’s asleep in which case he’s dead to the world -we call this captain narcolepsy after some inspiration from Moulin Rouge- or b) you manage to catch him and give him some butt scritches to activate captain narcolepsy

Anyways what I mean to say is I think it would be cute to have feral cat hybrids meet mc and her rescue cat hybrids

I was thinking about this today but big cat bts who immediatly meet house cat m/c and instantly go “ah yes this is our little pint sized baby kitten 🥺 our little cub! Must be protected!!! And loved!!!! And babied! She doesn’t even have claws how could she ever protect herself!!!”

And meanwhile she’s like “listen you motherfuckers I have lived on the streets for 4 years and successfully evaded hybrid control, you ain’t gone nothin on me” and then maybe she realizes how nice it is to be babied and groomed and loved 🥺 and maybe she leans a little more into the helpless kitten act.

I just love the idea of lion! Tae being the one that’s a little scary cat out of the bunch since male lions aren’t really all that good at hunting. Imagine panther yoongi, snow leapord Jin, tiger joonie, lynx jimin, cheeta jungkook, and cerval J-Hope, all with their own little habits- and maybe because they’re rare breeds they’ve never had to live on their own before unlike the m/c 🥺

[the-bau-quinjet]

Next Time

Peter Parker x Rogers!reader

Summary: You and Peter make plans for "next time", not realizing just how quickly they would happen.

Warnings: none! Just fluff :)

Word Count: 3504

a/n: My first real Peter fic! So this is a sort of sequel to 16 hours isn't enough. I was just feeling inspired, but this focuses more on the readers relationship with Peter! You don't have to read the first part to understand this one.

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“I’m gonna go out with Ned and MJ tomorrow, celebrate our day off. Do you wanna come?” You and Peter had just gotten back from patrolling, and it was already 2 am. He's hopeful that you'll want to spend more time with him, but given the guilty look on your face, he doesn't think your answer is going to be positive.

“I would love to, but I need to sleep for at least 15 hours. Maybe I can come next time? If we ever have another day off.” He can't help but laugh, completely understanding the feeling.

“Trust me, I get it. Next time works. Add in a 16th hour, you deserve it.” He smiles at your yawn, thinking about how cute you look when you're tired.

“Thanks Pete.” You both laugh when you yawn again. “16 hours might not even be enough.” He relishes in the feeling of your hug before heading to the elevator.

He decided to head back to Queens tonight so he could sleep in a little longer. He can definitely relate to your need for sleep, being a teenage avenger is an exhausting schedule to maintain.

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The next morning, nearly afternoon, Peter finally gets out of bed. Having slept for 8 hours, he definitely understands what you were saying last night.

Still, he's a little bummed he won't be seeing you today. He gets ready anyway, texting MJ and Ned. The three of them decide to go to Delmar's for lunch and wing it from there.

After ordering their usual sandwiches, the trio heads outside to eat.

"I thought you were going to invite Y/N?" MJ starts the interrogation as soon as the three have sat down.

"I did, but she was exhausted, said she was going to sleep all day." He's bummed again at not seeing you, but he still understands.

"Oh man, I'm sorry dude." Ned responds, feeling bad for his friend.

"It's fine. I get it. I definitely could have slept for another 8 hours." Peter shrugs it off, not wanting to dwell on it.

"What should we do now?" Ned poses the question, looking at his friends.

"I don't know. Something fun though, I never have free time anymore." Peter complains, although his friends can tell he's mostly joking.

"I haven't been to Coney Island in a while. What if we go ride all the rides and make fun of the scaredy cats?" MJ suggests.

The two boys agree, finishing up their sandwiches and heading to the subway.

After a horrendous 2 hour subway ride, the three teens finally arrive at the theme park.

MJ drags the two of them from ride to ride, excitedly- but subtly- pointing out the strangers who look like they're going to puke.

Peter does his best not to think about you while he's there. He can't help but remember all the times you told him about going to Coney Island with your dad though. You absolutely loved your father daughter days.

"Dude, isn't that Y/N?" Ned smacks Peter on the shoulder, pointing toward the line for the slingshot ride.

"I thought you said she was sleeping all day..." MJ worriedly looks toward where Ned's pointing.

"Um, yeah. That's what she told me. It probably just looks like her." Peter doesn't want to turn around. He doesn't want to know.

"No, dude. That's definitely her." Ned keeps gawking, trying to get Peter to look. "Why is she with Captain America?"

Peter perks up at that, understanding what must have happened. "He's here too? He was supposed to be on a mission until Tuesday!" He finally turns around, easily spotting you and your dad in line for the ride.

He can't help but stare at how beautiful you are. His smile grows as he takes in your tired, but excited expression.

"Um, care to share your findings with the group?" MJ shoves his arm, trying to get his attention back.

"Huh? Oh! Right." Peter laughs at himself. "He wasn't supposed to be back until Tuesday, they must be having a father daughter day. She told me how they used to always go to Coney Island as an escape from the superhero life." Peter grins, remembering the first time you told him about missing spending time with your dad. He's happy you're finally getting just that.

"What?! Why didn't you tell us she was Captain America's daughter? That's so cool!" Ned finally turns back, staring wide eyed at Peter.

"I introduced her as Y/N Rogers... I kind of thought it was implied." Peter looks back and forth between his friends. It's clear MJ knew, but Ned is genuinely surprised.

"I'm honestly not even surprised you didn't put that together Ned." MJ shakes her head at the boy. "Now, what should we get for dinner?"

"Ohh, hot dogs! It's a Coney Island classic!" And just like that Ned's attention has been diverted. Peter can't help but steal one more glance at you.

You're clearly having a good time. It looks like you've finally convinced Steve to go on the slingshot if the cautious smile on his face means anything. He watches as you jump up and down, hugging your dad with a big bear hug.

He smiles at how happy you are before turning and following his friends to the hot dog stand.

-

Peter didn't see you at all on Sunday. Normally, the two of you would at least do some homework together, but you hadn't responded to any of his texts.

Around 10 pm, his phone finally dings indicating two new texts from you.

I'm so sorry! I slept so late today, I panicked and forced Tony to help me with my homework so I could get it done faster.

Did you get yours done? I can try to help you :)

haha, I thought you were going to sleep all day yesterday? And, yeah I got mine done. Thanks for the offer though! 😄

I was definitely planning to sleep all day. My dad got back early and surprised me with a father daughter day though. I didn't have the heart to tell him I was exhausted. 😴 I powered through a full day of hot dogs, amusement park rides, McDonald's, and a movie 😊

He was about to respond when another text came through.

Okay, admittedly I fell asleep halfway through the movie... but still

Honestly, Peter was glad to hear the confirmation that you hadn't lied to him. He didn't think you would, but it still calmed any unnecessary anxiety to know exactly what happened.

Well, I'm glad you got caught up on sleep today then. I actually was at Coney Island on Saturday too, what a crazy coincidence 😂

Peter...

Did you see me at Coney Island?

Damn, you know me too well... I did, but I saw your dad too so I figured you were having a father daughter day!

I just didn't want to sound creepy... 😳

Not creepy, just a coincidence...

we should go together sometime 😊

Peter nearly dropped his phone when the second text came through. Were you asking him out? Was it just a friend thing? Shit, he really needs to respond.

For sure!

Peter can't help but think he sounds like an idiot. "For sure?" Who says that?!

I mean, that would be great. Our next day off?

For sure! 😉

Oh god. He was definitely in for it now.

-

Yours and Peters next day off came a lot faster than he expected. Normally, you would go months without a whole day off.

Maybe Steve was worried about you, or maybe it was Tony. Maybe it was just a lack of bad guys, but not even two weeks later you were both given a day off.

"So, do you still want to go to Coney Island?" You were nervous to be asking Peter about your conversation a few weeks ago, but you wanted to spend time with him.

"Yeah, definitely! You'll have to show me all your favorite rides." he smiled, glad you brought it up so he wouldn't have to. "I can pick you up tomorrow at 8?"

"Sounds perfect. Not too early, but still early enough to get there before the crowds." You smiled. If he wanted to pick you up, maybe he thought it was a date...

You hugged him, lingering a little more than usual in his arms. "i'll see you tomorrow, Pete."

He blushed at the nickname, as usual. "Goodnight, Y/N."

The two of you went your separate ways, each freaking out about what the other was thinking.

-

The next morning, you were pacing around the kitchen in the compound, freaking out. You didn't want to make a fool out of yourself on this maybe date.

"Morning, sweet pea. What's on your mind?" Your dad walked in, getting ready to make his post-run smoothie. One look at your frazzled pacing, and he knew something was up.

You froze instantly. You hadn't even thought about telling your dad. "Oh, um... nothing?" You winced, knowing hoe unconving that was.

Steve laughed, even more intrigued now. "Come on, you can tell me. What's going on?"

"Well... I maybe have a date today..." You said the words slowly, unsure of how he would react. You hadn't talked to your dad much about dating.

His first question surprised you. "Maybe?"

You breathed a sigh of relief, glad he didn't immediately freak out. Unbeknownst to you, on the inside he was screaming.

"Well, yeah. I don't know if it's a date or not." Your nerves were back, displayed by your continued pacing.

"Do you want it to be a date?" Again, his question was calmer than you anticipated.

You didn't even need to think about your answer. "I do, but I don't know if he does. That's why it's a maybe."

He nodded, seeming to think about your predicament. "Nat! Can you come in here for a minute?"

You froze again, unprepared to share your maybe date plans with another Avenger.

"What's up, Cap?" She smiled at you, clearly having an idea as to what this could be about.

"Y/N maybe has a date." Her smile grew, clearly her idea was on the right track.

"Maybe, huh?" She turned back to Steve, trying to figure out why exactly he needed her help.

"Yeah, so can you help us figure out if it's an actual date?" You smiled at your dad, surprised but thankful for his actions.

"Of course! Tell me everything, how did you plan it?" She sat down at the island, listening intently as you explained your text conversation with Peter that day, leaving out only the fact that it was Peter.

You went on to describe the conversation you had with him yesterday, again leaving Peter's name out of it.

"Well, from what you described I can definitely see why you're confused. You've been friends with this guy for awhile?"

You nodded, even more nervous to hear your confusion is justified. She nodded to herself, seemingly pondering all the information that was presented.

"I think it's a date." You froze for the third time, unsure if that made your nerves better or worse. "But, you'll know for sure when he picks you up. If it's just a friend thing, he'll probably wear what he always wears. If he thinks it's a date, he'll probably dress a little nicer. He'll want to impress you." She winked as she rose from her chair.

"Thank you!" You rushed around the island, pulling her into a hug. Now you've at least got a plan as to how to figure out if this is a date or not.

"No problem, kiddo. I'm happy to help with girl stuff." She winked at Steve, heading out of the kitchen.

"So, you gonna tell me who this maybe date is with?" There's the questions you were expecting.

Before you could even think of a response, the doorbell rang. "Gotta go, love you!" You planted a kiss on his cheek, rushing out of the room before he could question you.

As you ran out, Tony wondered in just in time to hear Steve ask "Friday, who just rang the doorbell?"

"Mr. Parker, Captain."

Steve nearly choked on his smoothie.

"What's that about, Capsicle?" Tony asked, taken by surprise at the man's reaction.

"Peter Parker is taking my daughter on a maybe date." He said it with a sense of caution, unsure how to feel. To his joy, Tony nearly choked on the water he was drinking.

-

You were nervous to open the door, but excited to test Nat's theory. It made sense when you thought about it. you yourself dressed a little nicer than normal for your day with Peter.

Instead of jeans and a tee, you opted for a colorful t-shirt dress. It was still casual, and comfortable enough for a day at a theme park, but nicer than normal.

You flung the door open, immediately pulling Peter in for a hug. "Hi!" You were slightly out of breath from running from the kitchen, but Peter didn't say anything about it.

"You look really pretty." Peter blushed, squeezing you tightly.

"Thank you. You look very handsome." You couldn't stop the smile from growing as you took in his outfit. He had on a pair of khakis and a long sleeve button up. He still looked casual, but definitely nicer than normal.

"Thanks. You ready to go?" He held his arm out when you nodded, guiding you to the car when you took it.

You didn't know what to expect on the car ride, so you were pleasantly surprised when Peter put on some music. A few songs in, you recognized it as a playlist you made him of your favorite songs. Your heart melted a bit at the realization.

When you arrived at the park, Peter rushed to open your door for you. It was a tradition you never understood, but you blushed anyway, accepting his hand as you rose from the seat.

"What do you want to do first?" He lead you toward the entrance with a hand on your back, again taking you by surprise.

"Oh, well it makes the most sense to do the big rides first, before the lines get too long!" You were instantly in planning mode, creating the best route for you to get on all the best rides.

You eagerly pulled Peter through the park, holding his hand to guide him. It wasn't uncommon for you to grab his hand and drag him somewhere, but you felt a little bolder today. When you got to the first line, you intertwined your fingers, continuing to hold his hand as you waited.

The next few rides went the same way. You pulled Peter from one roller coaster to the next until lunch time.

"Do you want to get some lunch?" He intertwined your hands this time, causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach.

"Sure! Let's go to Paul's Daughter, yeah? Dad and I had hot dogs last time." You scrunched up your face at the idea of eating more hot dogs.

Peter couldn't stop the smile from growing on his face as he took in your adorable expression. "I had hot dogs last time too."

The two of you just stared at each other smiling until someone bumped into trying to get around the boardwalk.

You laughed, squeezing his hand. The two of you strolled down the boardwalk until you made it to the restaurant.

You happily ate your burgers and fries, talking about anything and everything that came up.

After eating, you continued to walk along the boardwalk, giving yourself time to digest before doing anything else.

"Did you want to go to the arcade area?" Peter questioned, trying to make sure you did everything you wanted.

"Sure, we can play some games! Fair warning, I've had lots of practice. You can't get mad if I beat you." You couldn't help but tease him a bit.

"Darling, you wound me." He playfully slaps his hands over his heart, giving you his best puppy eyes. "Did you forget about my spidey senses?"

You laugh alongside him at his antics, genuinely having fun with him. All of your earlier nerves seem so unnecessary as you stare at his smiling face.

"Yeah, yeah spider boy. Let's see what you can do."

Unsurprisingly, Peter beat you at nearly every game you played. You might be a force to reckon with in hand to hand, but when it comes to throwing rings at bottles, he's got you beat.

True to every rom com ever made, Peter wins you a giant blue elephant. You're not even annoyed at losing, having experienced it over and over with your dad.

It's going on 8 pm when you finally finish playing games. You gave most of the prizes to little kids you passed, only keeping the elephant. You wanted something to remember this day by.

"Is there anything else you want to do?" You smile at Peter, letting him decide your final activity.

"I've always wanted to ride the ferris wheel..." He answered honestly, leaving out the part about kissing you at the top.

"Then ride the ferris wheel we shall!" He laughed at your over the top expression, smiling as you again dragged him by his hand.

The two of you slid into the last open seat on the ride, sitting next to each other with the elephant across from you.

You gleefully looked out over the park, smiling and pointing at all the lights.

"We never stayed this late when I was younger. I was always so tired, so we'd leave and get McDonald's on the way home." You smiled as you remembered countless father daughter days. "The lights look so pretty."

"Absolutely breathtaking." Peter whispers, not having taken his eyes of you for the duration of the ride. When the ride stops, the two of you are at the very top.

A slight breeze cause you to shiver, leaning into Peter for warmth. He puts his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

His other hand reaches up to brush your hair out of your face, and just like that you can barely breathe. His hand lingers on your cheek, eyes roaming your face.

You both lean a little closer, ready to take this next step when the ride jerks, causing each of you to jump back in shock. You lean your head on his shoulder for the duration of the ride, cursing the bad timing.

When you get off the ferris wheel, Peter guides you back to the car. Again, you're half expecting the ride to be a little awkward, but Peter doesn't let it happen.

The two of you continue talking about life, reminiscing on stories from when you were younger. Before you know it, your back at the compound.

Again, Peter gets out to open your door, taking the chivalry thing very seriously. He walks you to the door, painfully aware of your almost kiss on the ferris wheel.

"I had a really good time today, Pete. Thank you." You lean in, kissing him ever so lightly on the cheek.

You purposefully linger close to his face, willing him to give you a sign that he's on the same page.

His hands frame your face as he pulls you in for a kiss. You melt into each other, eagerly reciprocating the kiss until you need to pull away for air.

"Goodnight, Y/N." Peter whispers, his face still only millimeters from yours.

"Goodnight, Peter." You whisper back, planting a final quick kiss on his lips before going inside.

You lean back against the door, relishing in the feeling of his lips on yours. Eventually, you walk through the compound, heading for the elevators.

Unsurprisingly, Natasha, Tony, and your dad are all sitting in the common room you have to pass through.

Before you can ever utter a greeting, your dad is talking. "Parker, really?" Your not surprised that he figured it out, he probably just asked Friday. You are surprised at his tone of voice though. It almost sounds approving.

"Yeah..." Your answer is cautious, unsure of where this is going.

"I'm happy for you sweet pea, he's a good kid." You hug your dad, glad to know he's not going to ban you from seeing him. You wouldn't have expected him to react so drastically, but you’re still surprised by the calmness.

"Thanks, dad. I love you."

"I love you too." He rubs your back until you pull away, ready to head to bed.

Before you can leave the room, Nat asks the question all three adults have been wondering. "What's the verdict? Date or not a date?"

You were nearly out of the room when she asked, looking over your shoulder when you reach the doorway. Your face betrays the answer before your voice does, wearing a small, but loving smile. You involuntarily squeeze the elephant closer, hugging the giant stuffed animal closer to your body.

"Definitely a date."

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x rogers!reader #steve rogers x daughter!reader #marvel fic #natasha romanoff #tony stark #marvel

[honeyseeto]

Little Manager in Trouble (Haikyuu OneShot)

Yachi becomes the victim of stalking. Karasuno isn't happy.

OR

Don't mess with the crows

⇥❀⇤

Yachi Hitoka was known for being overly paranoid and having a wild imagination often leading her to misinterpret situations or be intimidated easily by others.

She knew it herself too, so when she was on her way home one day from school and felt like someone was watching her, she thought it was just her imagination acting up again but nevertheless quickened her pace home.

The following day at Karasuno, Yachi thought about what happened the previous afternoon and was convinced it was just her paranoia. However, during practice that afternoon, Yachi went out to fill water bottles from the tap when she felt that same chilling gaze of someone watching her.

Swallowing nervously, she glanced around with shivering eyes to see if there was anyone around.

There wasn’t.

‘Silly. Stop being such a scaredy-cat.’

“Yachi-san?”

The small girl squeaked in surprise hearing her name and turned around to see Hinata skipping towards her.

“Oh it’s just you Hinata-kun.” Yachi said but started panicking, “I-I mean not that I’m unhappy to see you but I thought you were someone else and – eek! I’m so sorry.”

“It’s fine Yachi-san. Sorry for scaring you but coach sent me to help you bring the bottles back.”

“Oh, okay um those ones on that side are already filled so you can take them. I’ll fill up the other ones so you can go ahead,” She told him.

“Hai!” With much vigor, Hinata picked up the first crate of sports bottles before jogging back to the gym leaving Yachi by herself again.

The girl filled up the remaining bottles before taking another glance around – ensuring there really was no one around – and left in a hurry.

In the midst of her departure, a dark hidden figure snapped a picture and chuckled murderously.

“Oh my sweet sweet Hitoka-chan. How dare you look so comfortable with another boy,”

–A–

The next day.

Yachi stared at her phone with horror, her figure shaking with fear as she scanned the message.

[- Attached Pic-]

[My darling Hitoka, you’re looking pretty as always with your cute hair clip and school uniform. Your beautiful face always lights up my world but I’m unhappy and disappointed when you hang around those volleyball brats. Stay away from them my sweet. If not, you’ll see what’s coming for you.]

“Hitoka-chan? What’s wrong?” Kiyoko, the cool-headed and beautiful senior manager, spotted her kouhai shivering in the corner, staring at her phone.

The girl didn’t respond and just kept staring at her phone. Soon, the girl’s abnormal state captured the attention of the rest of the team who paused in the middle of their practicing. They looked at Kiyoko with a questioning gaze but the manager kept her attention on Yachi.

Seeing she was not going to get a response; Kiyoko approached the girl with worry and gently tapped her shoulder.

“Hitoka-chan? Is something w-” When Kiyoko’s eyes landed on the phone screen, they widened and she let out a gasp before clutching Yachi’s shoulders.

“Hitoka?! Hitoka calm down!” her urgent and worried tone brought Tanaka and Nishinoya closer.

“What’s going on?” They asked together.

Yachi seemed to calm down at Kiyoko’s voice but she was still shaking and let out a small cry of protest when the phone was lifted out of her hands.

“Ah w-wait,” she didn’t want to cause trouble for the team but Tanaka had ignored her and read the message.

“That’s rude Tanaka,” Daichi scolded but when he saw Tanaka’s face filled with fury, he felt curious and worried too. “Is something wrong?”

“THIS BASTARD!! HOW DARE HE STALK OUR YACHI-CHAN!!”

“EHH?!” exclaimed the group.

“Pass me the phone,” Daichi said. Tanaka was still busy yelling so the captain ended up grabbing the phone off his hands.

When he read the message and saw the picture, his face turned serious.

“Is it bad?” Sugawara asked worriedly. “Or is it a prank?”

“I’m not sure but something tells me this isn’t a prank,” the Karasuno captain replied.

That’s when a soft voice spoke up, “I-It’s not.”

“Yachi-san?” Yamaguchi gave her a worried look.

“I…I didn’t say anything at first b-because I thought I was being paranoid and overanxious as I usually am. B-But, yesterday and the day before, I thought I felt someone watching me,” she stammered.

Kiyoko rubbed her back gently to comfort her.

Tsukishima, with his usual sour expression, asked, “When did you feel someone watching you?”

“U-Um, on my way home from school and yesterday, I felt it when I was filling the water bottles,”

Everyone looked concerned. This person obviously knew all about Yachi and where her whereabouts were.

“I think we should tell Coach and Takeda-sensei,” Asahi said.

“Do you think we should call the police?” Narita questioned.

Ennoshita shook his head, “We can’t tell the police. They won’t put much effort into a single text message that could be a possible prank.”

“Then what do we do?! We can’t just let this creep stalk Yachi-san!” Hinata shouted. He was whacked on the head shortly after by Kageyama.

“Boke!”

“What the hell’s your problem?!”

The duo glared at each other while everyone else watched them with helpless eyes.

Suddenly, Nishinoya jumped up and suggested, “Why don’t we try and catch this guy ourselves?”

“Yeah!” Tanaka and Hinata simultaneously yelled.

They all received a swift beating on the head by their captain.

“Don’t be stupid. We don’t know anything about this guy and we have no idea whether his words are just empty threats or the real deal. If it is the real deal, he could be someone very dangerous,”

“B-But…”

Daichi was firm, “No. Don’t any of you do anything about it. For now, I think it’s best to inform coach Ukai and Takeda-sensei. They should be back from the staff meeting very soon.”

On cue, the two older males walked through the gym doors.

Ukai and Takeda were both expecting to walk in on the boys playing around but instead found them huddled together in a protective circle around the two managers – one of which was crying.

“What’s going on?” Ukai called out.

“Some creep is stalking our manager!” Nishinoya nearly shouted.

“What?” Ukai and Takeda were taken aback and looked to Daichi for an explanation.

The Karasuno captain gave a rundown on the situation and both the older males’ faces turned serious. Takeda asked to see the text message and Yachi handed her phone over.

“If it’s like this then I think I agree with Ennoshita. The police most likely won’t do anything with the situation,” Ukai frowned. “For now, the best we can do is to keep an eye on Yachi-san. Yachi-san, from now on, don’t go anywhere by yourself okay? Always take someone with you whether it’s to the train station or home. And if you see anyone suspicious, tell us immediately.”

And thus, the ‘Yachi Protection Squad’ was formed. Courtesy of Tanaka.

During school hours, the four first-years were in charge of keeping an eye out for her at all times while in the afternoon, the team would collectively make sure she wasn’t by herself when doing managerial duties. Then after practice, Tanaka, Daichi, and Asahi were to accompany her home.

In the meantime, they took note of the number that sent the message and kept a record of any texts she received.

In the span of two days since the protection squad was formed, she received a total of thirty messages.

–A–

“This is getting worse,” Sugawara frowned as he read through the messages that seemed to get more threatening each time.

“Have you told your mom yet?” Ukai asked the small girl.

Yachi shook her head, “No. She’s been busy at work so I didn’t want to bother her.”

“Yachi-san, I don’t think this would count as bothering her,” Daichi told her gently. “I think it’s better you tell her as soon as possible.”

“He’s right. She’ll be mad if you didn’t tell her,” Hinata added.

“I…suppose that’s true. I’ll tell her today,” Yachi replied.

Suddenly, a notification rang and everyone turned to the source which just so happened to be the girl’s phone.

Sugawara, who was still holding it, suddenly paled.

“H-Hey guys, I think the stalker is close by,”

Everyone; “What?!”

“It says: ‘WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?! STAY AWAY FROM MY DARLING AND HER PHONE!!”.  I’m pretty sure it means he can see us,” Sugawara showed the text.

Yachi whimpered and fell into Kiyoko’s protective embrace.

“Where is that bastard?!” Nishoya and Tanaka burst out the gym door and started looking around.

“Idiots, come ba–”

“Over there!” Tanaka caught sight of a suspicious-looking person hurriedly shuffling away towards the school’s entrance.

When the others realized this, they sprang into action with Tanaka and Nishinoya leading the pack.

The group of boys bolted through the school grounds and followed after the person with murderous expressions.

Whoever the stalker was, just so happened to be a good runner and didn’t seem to slow down anytime soon. The guy came to a corner and looked back for a minute to see the crows gaining on him. This was a mistake on his part because he didn’t notice another person coming from around the corner and ended up crashing into him.

The person who was suddenly bulldozed out of nowhere was none other than Oikawa. Iwaizumi, who wasn’t far behind, watched with mild concern as his friend got run over.

“Ugh! What the heck?!” the setter prince moaned. He looked up from his position to see a flock of murderous crows closing in on him.

“Eh? I-Iwa-chan? They’re gonna kill me!!” he nearly screamed and covered his eyes.

But the pain never came and instead, he opened his eyes to see them standing over the guy who crashed into him wearing dark expressions.

They didn’t even notice his presence as if he was invisible.

“What happened?” Iwaizumi asked, ignoring the whining boy on the ground.

Only then did the Karasuno boys notice the two-extra people.

“Oh, it’s the Grand King!” Hinata exclaimed upon seeing Oikawa.

“Thanks for stopping this guy. Please excuse us, we have some…business to take care of with him,” Sugawara replied to Iwaizumi’s question with a smile that looked a little too terrifying in the latter’s opinion.

The two players from Seijoh watched as Karasuno dragged the man back to their school and disappear behind the gate. It actually looked like a scene from some horror film where the victims were dragged off into the forest by monsters.

With the cry of a crow in the background, a shiver passed through the two boys who were innocently passing through the town.

“Hey, Iwa-chan, let’s not make Karasuno too angry aye?”

“If anything, you’ll be the first one murdered,”

“You wound me.”

–A–

An hour later, Yachi walked out of the police station releasing a sigh of relief. It was finally over.

The man dragged back by the boys was indeed the girl’s stalker. Unlike what they were expecting, it turned out to be a young guy in his twenties who seemed to take an unhealthy obsession with her after she apparently helped him out in a grocery store.

She remembered assisting some guy in paying for groceries because he didn’t have enough cash but she didn’t think he’d end up stalking her.

Her mother was called and to the young girl’s surprise, rushed over immediately demanding to know what happened. After being told the whole story, she profusely thanked the team for helping her out and scolded Yachi for not telling her sooner.

Seeing the team, her team going to such lengths to help her out, she was undoubtedly filled with happiness.

‘I don’t think I’d ever ask for a better team…or better friends’ thought the girl with a smile.

The next day, she brought a buttload of cookies to school to share with them.

#haikyuu!! #yachi fluff #karasuno #hinata shōyō #haikyuu #anime #oneshot #anime oneshot #kageyama tobio #anime fanfic #yachi hitoka #haikyuu kiyoko

[lazysublimeengineer]

when gold clashes with blue

“Since when we have such a hottie in our school?” One of the female students whispered to her classmate excitedly after a young man posed a casual inquiry to them and continued walking along the corridors of the school.

“Going by his shoe color, he’s a 3rd year, right?” Her classmate whispered back enthusiastically as she stared at the young man whose golden highlights in his raven locks gleamed lustrously from the bright beams of the sun outside their school windows.

He could still hear their hushed voices from behind him as they weren’t even hiding back their excitement and gushing when he walked past them. Nevertheless, he paid no attention to them as he had more important things to settle on. Such as meeting the one and only Hanagaki Takemichi. The infamous new member of the Toman gang who punched Kisaki the other day. Word got out from some of the blabber mouths of their gang members that the guy had socked directly Kisaki’s face after the inauguration of Kisaki as the third division captain of Toman.

No wonder Baji punched him and put him on his place.

That Hanagaki Takemichi got some guts making a mess of that Toman’s important meeting.

Nevertheless, he was still curious of meeting him and seeing him in the flesh. Especially now that Hanma needed him as a witness to Baji’s loyalty initiation to Valhalla.

“…The ex-Moebius member are under Hanma, Valhalla’s No. 2. And the anti-Toman forced are under…The No. 3, Kazutora Hanemiya.”

He finally stopped at the front door of Takemichi’s classroom and he could hear someone discussing an information that piqued his interest. So, their gang and Toman were now included in the class lectures? He didn’t know that the world of delinquency was now included in the school curriculum.

Education these days.

His lips curled into a small smirk as he could hear them discussing him, Hanma and their members. He schooled his features once again into a feigned look of curiosity and indifference as he pushed open their classroom door, not giving away of how he basically heard everything of what they’re talking about inside.

“Eh?” His golden irises trailed over the five guys in front of him. “Is school over already?”

“Who the hell are you? You don’t look familiar.” A man with black hair demanded and walked over to him.

He smiled serenely at him. “That’s not very polite. I’m actually your senior in this school.” He replied in a casual yet patronizing voice.

“Huh? Who are you? Never seen you before.” The man replied rudely.

The young man with the golden irises stayed relatively casual and calm, still sporting that serene smile on his face. He decided in less than 5 seconds that this guy in front of him was an idiot and not worth getting his wrath upon on. However, he could see from the corner of his eyes that the other guy behind him who was wearing a pair of glasses was staring at him in fear after his eyes landed on his neck where a tattoo was situated there. Good. At least someone actually knew him and not talk back at him like he’s a goddamn pushover.

Glasses guy knew how to preserved his safety and life.

“Stop it Makoto! That guy is…” Glasses guy warned frantically behind him and grabbed him by the shoulder.

“Huh? What is it?”

“Hey, you guys know Hanagaki Takemichi?” He cut them off smilingly.

Glasses guy turned around fearfully, his voice shaking as he called Hanagaki. “T-Takemichi… That’s him.”

“Huh?”

He followed his line of sight and it landed on a young man with a flaxen, gelled locks and startingly deep, blue eyes.

“Takemichi?” He called seriously, his stare was still fixed on the blond as if analyzing him.

“T-That’s V-Valhalla No. 3! Kazutora Hanemiya!” Glasses guy cried out as if seeing a monster in front of them.

Kazutora ignored their nervous and frantic looks as he suddenly rushed towards Takemichi’s direction animatedly.

“I’m so happy!” Kazutora threw his arms over his shoulders and hugged him excitedly.

He could feel that the blond tensed up and stiffened around him. Who knew that Takemichi was like a skittish cat? Kazutora grinned at the mere thought.

“Ack!”

“I had no idea there was someone in Toman one grade below mine! Okay, Takemichi!” Kazutora exclaimed happily.

“Eh?” Takemichi looked at him with those wide blue eyes that screamed incredulity and innocence.

Kazutora refrained himself from getting lost in those mesmerizing eyes and take him away into La La land. Seriously, this was the guy that cause ruckus in the past meeting of Toman? As they always said that looks can be deceiving.

Who knew that behind that harmless face and baby blue eyes was hiding a pair of sharp claws of foolish bravery? It’s time to put that claws into a test.

“Let’s go to Valhalla’s hideout.” Kazutora replied with feigned casualness and pulled him away out of the room.

“Huh? Valhalla?!” Takemichi’s voice rose in panic as he was carried mindlessly by Kazutora.

“Hey, I found Takemichi!” Kazutora announced happily at the two guys standing outside with their crutches.

Takemichi could only watched helplessly with wide eyes as he learned a disturbing information of breaking their legs despite these two guys being his trusted juniors.

“Hurry up Takemichi! Just relax since I’ll introduce you to everyone.” Kazutora called at him cheerfully from behind. He kept on walking ahead although he could see him from the corner of his eyes that Takemichi was just standing there with a conflicted expression on his face.

Oh? What was this? Did Takemichi lost his nerve and folded away like a scaredy cat? Has the idea of going to their territory and hideout daunted him and decided that he’ll go hide with his friends inside their classroom?

For some unknown reason, a pang of disappointment hit him at the passing thought but it wouldn’t surprise him if that’s the case since most of the people would logically be cautious in going with someone who practically invited them to a lion’s den. If Takemichi would bail out on them, then he’ll add him into a list of nameless people in the crowd who was just a poor, fancy thought of something ordinary falsely wrapped in a special, sparkling material.

Just as he was about to reach a conclusion that Takemichi will not follow them out of fear, he heard some faint but firm footsteps behind him. Kazutora glanced subtly from behind him and his lips curled upwards at seeing Takemichi followed them with a firm and resolute expression on his face.

He guessed that Takemichi was a diamond in the rough after all.

He can’t wait to see those hidden claws and what he’s really made of.

Several years later at one of the dark alleys in Tokyo…

“Fuck off, man! Bonten this, Bonten that. Stop mentioning their name in our shop man!” A swift kick was hurtled in front of a bruised man that sent him flying into a wall.

“Ugh!”

The huge guy who kicked him proceeded to corner him to a wall and grabbed his short, black hair. He gave him a sharp, murderous glare.

“Ya hear? Don’t ever come to our shop ever again!” He yelled at him before throwing him into the ground.

“We don’t wanna get involved with Bonten dumbass.” He added spitefully before leaving him there looking like a ragdoll.

‘Damn. Here’s no good either.’ He thought in dismay before he finally stood up and went to the spot where he usually finds Kazutora. For sure, that guy can certainly help him in finding more information about Mikey and the Bonten.

Or not.

“Takemitchy you gotta take it easy…” Kazutora looked at him worriedly.

“But!” Takemichi insisted stubbornly.

“Why are you such in a rush?” Kazutora demanded as he watched his face covered with fresh bruises. He also noted that his left shoulder looking mottled already and covered with purplish marks.

Just what has Takemichi gotten himself into now?

“You know Kazutora-kun this is the 4th place… I’ve went to all the Bonten’s hideouts that you suggested, but I couldn’t find a single clue about Mikey! There’s no way I can take it easy!” Takemichi cried out in frustration.

Kazutora could only watched Takemichi’s whirlwind of emotions flitting across his face, unable to say anything for a while. Despite the pain and helplessness written all over the blond’s face, he can still see it.

Takemichi’s determination.

Just like their first meeting a long time ago. In spite of that fear that’s crawling up within him inside, Takemichi still followed him there all alone in their hideout.

Wasn’t this one of his traits that made him interested and entrusted him some of his plans of making the Toman great again and save Mikey?

Takemichi still possessed those hidden, sharp claws behind that skittishness of a cat.

While it never failed to amaze him and grew fond of Takemichi because of that admirable trait, sometimes it has its downsides too. Just like now. And he’ll be damned if he will indirectly put Takemichi’s life in danger when he’s going to get married soon with Hina.

He decided to ignore the bile rising in his throat with that line of thought.

“…Those are Bonten’s official hideouts, no doubt about it! So, get deeply involved and you’ll get into trouble! I don’t wanna help you out on a suicide mission!” Kazutora berated him sharply.

“Hold on, Kazutora-kun!” Takemichi protested.

“Let’s end this. Your wedding is in 3 days, so no! If anything happens to you, I don’t know how I’d be able to face the others! Just lay low for a while!” Kazutora replied firmly, leaving no room for an argument and turned away. He didn’t wait for Takemichi’s response as he continued walking away.

He ignored the remorse and regret that started to engulf him and convinced himself that this was for the best.

Takemichi has always been trying to risk his life and happiness for them.

But now he had to do something right for him in return. If this will make Takemichi loathed him in the future then so be it. Because he can take it rather than the thought of him dying and perishing away from their hands when he had the ability to still make him safe yet he wasn’t able to do it.

He didn’t want to repeat his goddamn mistake with Shinichiro and Baji.

There’s too much blood on his hands now but he can still make things right for Takemichi.

He’s the saving grace from the dark stains of his life.

‘I’m sorry Takemitchy.’Kazutora thought with a sigh of defeat leaving his lips.

(A/N: I don’t own any of these characters from this franchise. Inspired by that happy scene of Kazutora marching up to Takemichi and hugging him like he finally met his idol and asked for an autograph. I know that it’s just a façade of drawing Takemichi into their hideout alone to have him as the witness of Toman during Baji’s initiation of his loyalty towards Valhalla. But then again, my shipping ass and overflowing ideas and inspiration couldn’t resist and expand it into more. I even made a parallel scene in the manga to compare it. That’s how hyper I am with some doses of coffee. Also, let me know what’s the official name of this ship? Kazumichi or Kazutake? Reviews are amusing. So, let me hear them from you.)

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