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19.5: Kizami Backstory [true ending ★2] (pt 2)

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This is the continuation of true ending ★2 from Book of Shadows Episode #6, Mire. Sorry for breaking it up into two chapters, but between being sick and class and all my other updates, this was just too long to have done for last week.

So here's the rest! Enjoy my favorite part of the backstory!

Pairing: Wilbur!Kizami, Tommy!Ryosuke, Crumb!Urabe, Ranboo!Tohko, Tubbo!Ohkawa

Word Count: 2427

Chapter TWs: Implied/Referenced Character Death, Major Character Death, Blood and Injury, Violence

“Man, I've gotta pull myself together…” Ranboo mumbled, sliding down the wall to the floor. Wilbur had long since disappeared up the stairs to go after Crumb, leaving him alone and panicked. “I've gotta focus... What's the most important thing to do right now?”

Suddenly, Ranboo heard Crumb yelling from the top of the stairs, horrified. “No… No! NOOO!!”

“Shoot, Crumb!” Ranboo shot to his feet, concern quickly overtaking his steadily growing panic.

What's going on?! Why's she screaming?!

Straining a little to listen as he jogged towards the bottom of the steps, he finally got close enough to hear Tommy and Crumb having a heated argument at the top of the stairs.

“I'm so sorry, but we can't do that!” Crumb was desperate, panickedly yelling, “We have to run, we'll get caught if we don't!”

“No! We can't just leave him behind! We have to…” Tommy ignored her, his voice breaking a little. “We've gotta get him to a fucking hospital!”

“But he's…” Crumb started to trail off, but Tommy was already yelling to cut her off before she was finished. “No, he's not!”

“Tommy, he's dead!” Crumb exploded, audibly sobbing as Ranboo turned and darted up the first flight of stairs.

He needed to get into the middle of this before it got any worse.

“HE'S NOT!” Tommy was screaming, refusing to budge even a little. “He… can't be…”

‘We have to run'? 'We'll get caught'? Is… Is that ghost girl chasing them right now?! Crap!

“This is bad… this is so bad… gotta… hurry…!” Ranboo panted as he hit the middle landing, taking a moment to catch his breath before starting up the next set only to stop as he heard a disgusting thud, his heart shooting uo his throat as it sounded like someone hit the next landing. “Ahh! What the—?!”

“W—Wilbur…” Crumb whimpered, a tense silence falling until Tommy broke it with a fresh scream.

“MURDERER!!”

There was loud running followed by a sickening crack, Ranboo shuddering at the image of broken bones as he finally made it to the top of the stairs and rounded the corner.

Tommy and Tubbo were on the landing next to each other, Tubbo's body bent awkwardly and bloody as Tommy—with a freshly broken arm—tried to hug his friend’s dead body. Crumb was cowering at the top of the steps, both hands covering her mouth as she stood beside an impassive Wilbur who was watching over the whole scene with dark eyes.

What… What just happened?

“Murderer… You're a fucking murderer!!” Tommy cried, cradling both his ruined arm and Tubbo’s body with a broken sob.

“Crumb! Are you okay—?” Ranboo cut himself off as he stared at everyone one by one, trying to take it all in. “What happened? What's going on?!”

Crumb carefully hurried down the steps to get behind Ranboo, fearfully looking around as Wilbur stared on, still silent.

“Get away from here before he kills you too!” Tommy yelled at Ranboo and Crumb, still crying over Tubbo’s body.

“Crumb, what…?” Ranboo stumbled out, struggling to follow what had happened.

“Wilbur, he… he kicked him down the stairs, and Tommy, he…” Crumb fought back tears, grabbing Ranboo’s arm and starting to pull him towards the steps to get away.

Wilbur… kicked Tubbo down the stairs? Why?!

Upon closer inspection, Wilbur didn't look completely normal, his eyes murky and lips pulled back into a faint scowl.

“Wilbur…? That’s not true, is it?” Ranboo asked, Crumb ducking further behind him as Wilbur didn't answer and took a slow step down the stairs. The two watched as he slowly made his way down to Tubbo and Tommy, sinking to his knees in front of the two and reaching out for Tubbo’s bloody face with a slowly stretching grin that had Ranboo stepping forward to stop him. “Wilbur… Wilbur, what are you—?!”

“Ranboo! Get away from him!” Crumb cried, grabbing Ranboo around the waist from behind as Wilbur curiously lifted one of Tubbo’s arms only to let it drop back to the floor with a barely suppressed giggle.

“What, no!” Ranboo protested as Crumb started pulling him backwards, watching Wilbur’s strange actions before the two turned and ran down the stairs back to the second floor.

Crumb was wild, hurriedly glancing around for anywhere to go as she pushed in doors and guided Ranboo further down the hall and away from Tommy, Wilbur, and what was left of Tubbo. Despite his wariness Ranboo joined Crumb in her hunt, checking rooms for places to hide and running after her.

“Schlatt took the key and lost it, so this room's off limits…” Ranboo panted out, pulling once on the locked infirmary doors as the two stopped in front of it to check.

“Hiding in there wouldn't do us much good, anyway…” Crumb nodded, before yanking Ranboo along to keep running towards the next flight of stairs. “We need to keep going down, to the first floor, or—!”

She's scared out of her mind right now… I mean, I can't really blame her for being freaked out about all this, but…

“Crumb… I'm still not sure we need to run.” Ranboo tried gently as he stopped both of them long enough to catch their breath, Crumb staring at him incredulously.

“What?!” She blinked, waiting for a moment before demanding, “Are you insane?”

Ranboo looked away, embarrassed, lowering his voice to mumble, “I just don't believe that Wilbur… would do something like that.”

“But… he really did kick him down the stairs! It happened!” Crumb shook her head, fresh tears springing to her eyes as Ranboo sighed.

“He kicked Tubbo’s body?” Ranboo asked, trying to keep the disbelief out of his voice. “I just— That really doesn't seem right…”

“F—Fine! You can do whatever you want, Ranboo, but I don't wanna stay here knowing that he's nearby!” Crumb shoved him away, turning and running towards the stairs that led down to the first floor without looking back.

“Wait, Crumb—!”

“I don't know anymore, Ranboo! If you don't want to believe me, then— then I'll just go and hide on my own!” Shaking her head, Crumb quickly disappeared down the steps with one last terrified glance at her friend.

Great. Nice one, idiot. You're completely separated from all of your friends in this awful place.

Am I really in danger, though? Well— I am, there's these stupid crazy ghosts everywhere, but from Wilbur? That really just doesn't seem right.

Or maybe… maybe I just don't want to believe it.

Ranboo only shook out of his swirling thoughts at the sound of footsteps behind him, glancing over his shoulder to see Wilbur directly behind him with both hands clasped around—Is that Schlatt’s knife? Did he…?!

No, no no. It's fine. It's okay. It's totally fine. It's not over yet, and there's no need to run. None at all. There's no need for us to be alone right now, and we really shouldn't be separated in a place like this. It's fine. He'll understand that.

…but what the hell am I supposed to say to him right now? I'm shaking like crazy…

I just… I can't believe he'd do something like that. There's no way. It had to have been a mistake, right? Maybe I can still get through to him, if he did. Maybe he's just freaking out, in his own… super creepy and awful and terrifying way.

He's only human, so he's gotta be just as scared as the rest of us. Maybe… maybe I could help him get through it. Just need to get him to talk about what's on his mind and help him out. Easy, right?

“W—Wilbur… Are you alright?” Ranboo finally managed, turning all the way around to face Wilbur and cursing internally as his voice shook.

“Ranboo, do you know where Crumb and Tommy went?” Wilbur asked, head slowly tipping to one side as he spoke in an unusually monotonous tone.

“Huh? No, I… Why?” Confused and concerned, Ranboo watched as Wilbur muttered something to himself and started to just walk past him without saying anything else. “Wilbur! What are you doing?” Ranboo ran to get in front of Wilbur, stopping him in his tracks with a loud, “Seriously, what's going on? What are you holding?”

“Oh, just something I figured I could put to good use… in a lot of ways.” A small smile broke out across Wilbur’s darkened face, Ranboo suppressing a shiver.

“Uh, that’s ominous. But really, you should get rid of that thing.”

I can't let him leave—!

Grabbing onto Wilbur’s arm, Ranboo rooted himself in place to keep Wilbur from walking away and nearly yanking them both down to the floor.

I can't let him do this… There's no way he's a bad person.

“Ranboo, what are you doing?” Wilbur asked, not making any moves to pull out of Ranboo’s grip. He simply turned his head to the side with a chilling stare.

“Talk to me, Wilbur. What’s going on?” Ranboo tried, doing his best to maintain eye contact in an attempt to convey his sincerity. “What happened with Tubbo and Tommy?”

WIlbur scoffed lightly. “I’m sure Crumb already told you.”

“But I just… you aren’t like that!” Ranboo shook his head, slowly starting to let go of Wilbur as he made no efforts to move—or use the knife he was clutching. “Why would you do something like that, it’s not like you!”

“And how would you know?” The question was simple, but Ranboo froze at his friend’s dull tone. “What if I am?”

“No, you’re… you’re not different than any of the rest of us.” Unable to shake off his fear but unwilling to quit, Ranboo tried again with, “You’re freaked out, too, right? This is just… your way of showing it.”

“This place… has an influence.” Wilbur shrugged, his movements a little too slow to ease Ranboo’s nerves. “I haven’t decided whether or not I mind.”

“You’re not making any sense, Wil. Seriously, just talk to me!” Ranboo stumbled and fell as Wilbur suddenly swung wide and his fist connected with the side of his face, knocking him to the floor as his brain rattled around inside of his skull. “Agh!”

“It's the same in here, you know.” Wilbur supplied unhelpfully, dropping to his knees beside Ranboo only to grab him by the front of his shirt and pull him up enough to punch him hard across the face for the second time. “Getting killed by this school…” He continued, Ranboo’s head spinning from the pain and keeping him from being able to fully focus on his friend’s words, distracted by a third blossom of pain as Wilbur hit him again. “...and getting killed by me…”

WIlbur’s expression was conflicted, Ranboo watching it quickly shift between a muted remorse and a giddy excitement, his breaths from above heavy and ragged as his visible emotions refused to settle. Ranboo was too terrified to move, his head spinning and vision blurry from the pain pounding from seemingly every inch of his skull.

“Let's test this out on you, yeah? You can be the first.” Any remaining hesitance Wilbur had disappeared in an instant, reaching out for Ranboo with Schlatt’s knife in hand and a crazed grin.

“Ahhh… AHHH!” Ranboo just managed to slip away from Wilbur, wobbly legs barely getting underneath him as he turned and ran as fast as he could down the hallway. “He was gonna kill me… He was seriously gonna kill me! What the fuck?!”

He skidded to a stop by the top of the stairs, mouth full of blood that he had to lean over and spit out with a gasping breath. He glanced up in time to see Wilbur charging after him, losing his balance in his haste to straighten back up and toppling over and down a few of the stairs going down to the first floor.

“Shit!” He caught himself fast enough that the stairs didn’t injure him too badly, mostly concerned with the approaching form of Wilbur as he tried to get back up to his feet without falling again. “No no no… God, please no!”

In getting back to his feet one of his hands brushed against something hard on the floor, turning and looking to see a key wedged between the wooden boards of the staircase.

It's…! It's the infirmary key!

Shaking hands tried to grasp the metal, Ranboo taking far longer than he would have liked to pick it up and slip it into the front pocket of his hoodie as he got to his feet and tried to run up the stairs past where Wilbur was descending them. However he wasn’t quite fast enough, Wilbur grabbing one of his legs and knocking him over—his hands coming up just fast enough to catch himself. Wilbur flipped him over and dragged him back down the stairs as Ranboo let out another terrified scream, watching as his friend ran his fingers through the blood collecting on his face and took a long moment to lick it off of his fingers.

Ranboo felt nauseous.

Using the moment of distraction he shook free from Wilbur’s grip and ran back up the stairs, looking back to see that Wilbur was only watching him with what seemed to be curiosity as he bolted down the hall and through the infirmary doors that he could finally get open.

Unfortunately, the infirmary doors didn’t seem to lock from the inside, not giving Ranboo any actual feelings of safety as he made it inside. He stumbled backwards away from the door, frantically looking around for a place to hide before Wilbur inevitably decided to come after him since the doors wouldn’t be of any help. There was a bed that he could reasonably fit under and several corners with cabinets, but as he was looking he felt his eyes catch on a large pair of medical shears sitting on one of the shelves.

Scissors! Thank god, there are scissors in there! He thought, picking them up with a quickly dissipating wave of relief. But what the hell am I gonna do with scissors? It's not like I could actually take him in a fight, anyway…

Leaving the scissors within reach on the desk, Ranboo dropped to a couch behind the partition stretched across the room in hopes of making himself small enough that if Wilbur came by again he wouldn’t find him. Covering his head with his hands and trying to suppress his shaking, there was nothing Ranboo could do except wait and desperately pray for everything to go away.

#corpse party au #corpse party #fanfiction #fanfic #writing #cross posted on ao3 #whump #angst #ranboolive #ranboo #ranboo fanfic #wilbur soot #wilbur soot fanfiction #crumb cuptoast #cuptoast fanfic #tubbo #tommyinnit #tommyinnit fanfic

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egregiousderp · 4 years

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hi which are your fav naruto characters and ships ?? if you don’t mind me asking 🥺💖

I don’t mind! I just don’t have a good answer and also don’t check my box that often because nobody ever asks. (Sorry about that. I hope I didn’t keep you waiting long.)

/sweats

So uh. I write a lot of multiship, a lot of one-side-sideds, and very little het and uh... apparently missed the boat on all the popular Naruto pairings after starting it fifteen years late to begin with.

Things I’ve written and may or may not be sitting on: KakaGai, Kankukiba, GaaLee, and at one point, poly team Gai (NejiLeeTen), also technically Sakumo and Dai but it was like. A strange circumstance and maybe like. A reincarnation type thing from a certain point of view so. And there’s usually background NejiTen because it tends to fit neatly with the GaaLee, but with like. Sloppy emotions and protectiveness and Team Gai bonding.

Things I may write in the future: Oh man who knows let’s just have fun with this crazy shit, eh?

I read a lot more different kinds of things than what I write if that’s maybe another nuance of the question.

I’m also still in the process of watching, so, you know. Things could escalate in any direction at any time. (That’s maybe not very helpful aah.)

Sometimes these things just show up in the background and sometimes not. If you have a NOTP you want me to tag it’s probably just easier to slip it to me on anon or slide into my DMs and I’ll do my best to point it out if it comes up so you can read safely. (I mean. I have an entire tag for angst and I’m an angst writer so. It’s not going to be a problem.)

I can promise for sure you’ll never see teachers shipped with their students though coming from me. That seems to be a big one. Not talking about whether or not it’s moral, just... moral talks aside, it’s not my kind of thing?

Also, while I’m up here, not knowing how old you are, if you’re under eighteen please don’t read my E fics in any fandom? Not until you’re old enough, please. Or at the absolute absolute least do not tell me.

I’m not interested in policing people for their content consumption, especially considering what a squeamish adult I am but like. It would put me in a really gross position. Self regulate but also try and look out for the adults in your life who are trying to live responsibly, despite a past spent lying about their age, please?

I’ve sat on whole fics or excursions into fandoms because the fan base seems young or the concept gets too weird, honestly.

It won’t stop me from making the shit, but it basically ensures I’ll pass it under the table in google docs to only a handful of trusted and precious friends and you probably won’t be one of those if you’re hitting me up on Anon because most of the people who get hit up for sensitivity reads or thoughts are people I’ve known for years and talk with with a clear name and maybe even face on. ^^;;;

Also, please ask me for anything you need safety tagged so I can help you self-regulate, whatever your age or preferences, okay? I’m not so good at predictive stuff and sometimes end up in really odd directions trying to handle it about as safely as I can. I don’t always get it right and I know that, but I will constantly try to do better when it comes to making it easier for other people to regulate their content and what they can handle.

My anons are always open if you want that narrowed down any or have more specific ship questions! And so are my DMs. We don’t have to have spoken before for either of those to be open to you.

#skuun answers #this ask made me sweat because I’m kind of scared I’ll forget to tag something properly and hit someone’s NOTP #for simplicity’s sake I’m not writing down the one-sideds because everyone has a crush on Naruto #Gaara’s in particular is fucking tragic and Sasuke wouod rather all of them die than admit it #Kakashi has a massive one-sided crush on Obito thinking he’s dead too and Yamato hates himself for being in love with Kakashi #I like things messy. because you end uo feeling a lot of things and sometimes nothing comes of it? so few people write that.#i uh. also unironically like InoSai on that understanding #like. as a pairing where Sai knows he won’t be Sakura to Ino and Ino knows she won’t be Naruto to him. but they’re happy still?#Gai loves Kakashi no matter what happens and that’s sweet.#there’s vibes where both Lee and Naruto respect one another but both have no clue how they come off and thst cracks me up too...#I dunno. just assume everything’s messy and I never erase the thing where people crush on Sakura.#so Lee’s feelings and Naruto’s will be handled as real and not glossed over like ‘oh but I was really gay’#that kind of peeves me a little with some of the fics written in earlier eras. that pressure to gloss over your past self or call it invalid #seriously though hit me up if you want safety tags for things. sometimes tumblr eats them on me but like. please let me know #at the very least I could add background pair warnings on AO3.#because I write a LOT of background pairs but always hate when I ship one and they’re tagged under a main pairing in a new fic #you know? that thing where they show up for two lines and the rest is a main het pairing?#such is the life of a rarepair and unrequiteds specialist and well. i try to be conscientious of that.

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ashintheairlikesnow · 3 years

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19: follow my muse -- for Antoni? 👀😍

The night is cool and clear, and Antoni feels the wind move against his hands and face, the only skin bared, with contentment.

Most of the streetlights are lit along the stretch of houses where Antoni picks his way over sidewalks cracked by the roots of old trees slowly pushing up, clover and dandelion forcing their way through to reclaim what people once tried to make their own. Now and then, though, one light is out, a pitch-black darkness where a circle of diffused light should be.

Antoni moves through one and it feels like the temperature drops around him, all at once. He shifts his hands into the pockets of the zip-uo gray-green hoodie he has one, hunches his shoulders a little.

Just as he moves out of the darkness, he hears it - the slightest scrape, another shoe on the pavement. Feet that aren't his own, barely audible, falling into near synchronicity with his steps.

But not quite.

Antoni picks up his page, eyes ahead. There are lights on in some windows, but it's late enough that nearly everyone here, a few blocks from the safehouse and deep in the oldest part of this neighborhood, is already in bed, asleep.

Not whoever is behind him.

His heart picks up when he pauses, just for a moment, and hears the steps pause as well.

This isn't someone who intends to hurt him, he thinks. Or perhaps at least not here.

They're trying to follow him home. To the safehouse, where Nat and Leila and Krista will be sleeping, where Jake will have Chris in with him probably playing a game while Jake studies.

Antoni takes a deep breath, and starts walking again. The steps fall in behind him. Instead of heading left at the next four-way stop, he veers right, and once he knows they've turned right, too - he takes off running.

He realizes too late he chose wrong. There are only a handful of houses on this road that are occupied and others have broken windows, graffiti, and the echo of shrill laughter from those who find their way in there... More than half the streetlights here have gone dark.

His thin sneakers pound against gravel and broken chunks of sidewalk, he hears only the sound of his own breathing.

He misses a child's bicycle abandoned with only one small wheel remaining, trips over the frame, and smacks into the ground, barely catching himself on his hands and knees.

Before he can get to his feet, they're on him.

#antoni sings lullabies #followed #whump #chased down #hunted #multiple whumpers #failed escape attempt #failed escape

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ray-jaykub · 4 years

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Headcanons on what the turtles would do with their pregnant s/o ? And how would they react when they are in labor?

I know nothing about pregnancy 😕 but i will try... also i rewatched the 2016 movie and like... leonardo and his hot ass voice gotdamn

Leonardo:

•He has always fawned over the idea of children, always wanting a few ninjas of his own to train like his dear old dad. Never thought he would live to see the day of being a father but here he was!

•Y'know the dorky thing dads do where they put their heads to the s/o's tummy and just... talk to the baby, like it understands? Leo does that before bed EVERY night and before patrol Every night.

•Leonardo is pretty basic with name calling, pretty sure he got it out of a baby book. If it's a boy=Caleb if it's a girl=Renae. He was lucky to get the name leonardo instead of something weird like gilbert or something so he wants to make it easy for his kids

•He's like that really calm, stoic oersin when you're in labour but as soon as Donatello asks if he wants to see the baby crowning he fucking faints. Like dead, raphael had to catch him before he broke something. When he sees that baby though... oh he'll sob. Yeah he's crying real heavy, he just really loves you and the baby.

Raphael:

•This shit was not planned. Technically he knocked you up after a real bed breaking night and turns out it was just one of those days your genes become compatible. He's both scared out of his wits and more in love with you all at the same time and it's hard for him to get his duckies in order.

•Speaking of duckies, he totally decorates the baby room. Got pale green walls up and helped donatello make the furniture (although he broke many pieces in the process of making a crib) Raph will scavenge for toys and clean them up for the little tyke too

•His naming skills are a little better then leo's, nothing unique persay but just things that sounded like strong names. If it's a boy= Malikai and if it's a girl= Anastasia (yes because of the movie)

•When you go into labour he's really gentle and patient because he doesn't want you yelling at him. Raphael cannot handle mommy anger like any other parent in the room. It is scary, you are scary, but he loves you so he'll wait by your side. And when it's his turn to hold the baby it's like the first time in his entire life... Raphael is finally at peace

Donatello:

•Hell this motherfucker probably tested you himself. So 9 times outta 10 you both figur out at the same time. Doesn't mean he isn't jumping and hollering with joy though. Literally sprints to Master Splinter first thing to tell him the wonderful news. You will walk in on two wonderful men hugging and crying with eachother and then you'll start crying and it is such a mess

•Brags about the baby. Every chance he gets he will make dad jokes and show the little black and white pictures to everyone that'll let him talk about it. Always talking about how big the babies getting and what y'all are gonna name it. If it's a boy= nethaniel and if it's a girl= Melanie

•He makes toys and furniture for the baby and it's all decked out. Galaxy mobile? Check! Toys that stimulate the babies beautiful mind? Absolutely! Donnie won't expect his child to be a genius like him but he does pray for that chance

•Donatello has been with you through the entire process. From check-uos to throw-ups, he was there. So it would be the greatest honour to deliver your baby. He isn't grossed out by this stuff, he's done his homework and now he's ready. *Cue the panicked screaming as he tries to get ahold of your baby* Donnie will be the first to hold the baby and you'll have to snap him out of it if you want them. He's just so fascinated...

Michelangelo:

•Panic. He's panicking. Mikey is pretty sure he'd be the last person on earth for someone to want a baby with. Hell, he doesn't want a baby with himself! Literally has an anxiety attack, you gotta comfort and soothe this sweet turt because he will need you every step of the way.

•After everything has cooled down, and mikey has gained some of his confidence back, he is instantly on board. What was he thinking? He's amazing with kids... he thinks? Either way please please please let him name your children, you won't regret it. If it's a boy= Jax or calum if it's a girl= Blair or Anaith (forgive him he can't pick just one)

•Looks through all his really old shit to pick out some books and a blanket for the baby. Mikey has to admit that he kept this stuff with him in the hopes of being a daddy so you can imagine the smile that nearly splits his face in half. He is constantly complimenting you throughout the pregnancy, making sure you don't feel down for a second and that what you're going through is natural... even if your farts crack glass

•The only brother whose really chill and cool during the labour and birthing process. Like he's hyped himself up for this sinse the beginning and he ain't backing down now. He'll obviously let you hold the baby first but when he gets them and they open there eye to show bright sapphires he just never wants to let go, he recalls it being almost euphoric

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bisexualklausmikaelson · 3 years

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A Plateful of Planets and Moons;

a/n: au after s3 ep 8 or Tohru kills Akito, Kyo leads her to the end of world - kyoru road trip au, angst

Kyo hates the silence - he’s so used to Shigure’s antics, fighting with Yuki, Tohru’s freak-outs, even Uo and Hana’s scolding. He’s hardly ever noticed how sometimes, the girl beside him can be incredibly quiet.

She’s observant, the way she can pick up on his moods, how her words are always careful and calculated. Sometimes, he thinks he doesn’t know her at all.

“Tohru,” he calls her, but she’s not listening. Her eyes are glued to the floor, staring at it blankly.

It’s the first time he notices a change in her - he can’t name it exactly, just feels like something cold and hard against his spine, like goosebumps on the back of his neck, fingers tugging at his hair -

He’s surprised, he’s never been scared of her before.

“Tohru,” he says again but, she still fails to reply.

(It’s a shitty feeling, he thinks, being ignored).

She doesn’t say a word until it’s the evening and they’re in a stolen car, with his hands on the wheel and her head in the clouds.

Tohru doesn’t comment on the fact that he actually committed theft - she doesn’t even ask him where he learned to do that. It’s almost like nothing can shock her anymore, even sitting around in this old pick up that barely worked -

“I didn’t know you could drive,” she catches him off-guard again.

Kyo sighs, just when he thinks he has her all figured out, Tohru corners him.

“I don’t,” he admits, foot pressed against the gas pedal, going faster and faster. “Shishou only showed me a handful of times, when I managed to convince him anyways,” he shrugs, half smiling, looking at her in that usual way that he does.

The type of look that makes her squirm. “Had to learn to do it before Yuki did, you know?”

“Right,” she nods, thinking of all the people they’ve left behind.

She didn’t expect to forget about them so quickly.

“Get some sleep while you can,” Kyo suggests. “I wanna be in the next town by morning and who knows if this hunk of junk will make it until then,” he scoffs, hands firmly squeezing the wheel, unable to let go.

The car shakes, Tohru goes back to being quiet.

She doesn’t feel tired at all, not when the highway lights are beaming down her face, not while her chest is still filled with guilt.

(But, eventually, Kyo’s grunting at the traffic and his fingers tapping at one side are like a melody and they do somehow manage to lull her to sleep).

When the car finally breaks down, Kyo has just enough money to rent one motel room, with one bed.

They both stare at it and it’s like a scene in some cheesy romance movie.

“You can take it,” he tells her, settling himself on the couch, arms behind his head and eyelids already feeling heavier and heavier.

Tohru follows him, finding herself sitting at his feet. “Kyo-kun,” she says. “You’ve been driving all night, you should take the bed,” she explains, being insistent.

“I’m fine,” he offers, sounding frustrated.

She’s stubborn though, too stubborn for her own good. Tohru stays put, her fingers folding together on her thighs as she scrunches her nose.

Kyo wonders if she knows how much he notices these little things about her.

“I slept the whole way here - I’m not tired,” she finally tells him - still not meeting his gaze.

He hears her swallow hard and remembers how her hands haven’t stopped shaking since.

“Not tired or,” he trails off, lips pressing into a thin line “Can’t sleep?” Kyo asks.

She pauses before realizing how her heart felt as though it had fallen inside her stomach.

“Both,” Tohru responds, with her shoulders sinking in.

That night, she lies awake, staring up at the ceiling.

Kyo snores, softly though, like a small child who had taken a nap after playing outside all day. He sleeps soundly, even the noise of the night doesn’t interrupt him. He looks peaceful, which Tohru doesn’t really understand because she’s never seen him this calm before.

If anything, he should be running far from her, he should be disgusted with her, for what she did.

But instead, he looks like he feels safe around her.

(She spends the rest of the night memorizing his features, trying her best to remember this moment forever - because, for the first time, Kyo had let his guard down around her).

In the morning, they’re on a bus to nowhere and everywhere.

“It’s not your fault,” he releases, yawning between his words. “Akito was going to kill me, if you hadn’t stepped in, I’d be dead,” Kyo manages to remind her, just as she’s only begun to put it behind her.

“I know,” Tohru nods, recalling the blood on her hands and the sharpness of that knife. “I don’t regret what I did,” she informs him.

Akito came at Kyo and if Tohru hadn’t taken the weapon from her and twisted it into her chest, she wouldn’t have stopped. Akito would’ve continued until Kyo was dead - and Kyo’s death, in Tohru’s book, was not an option.

Kyo was going to be free, even if she had to kill someone for it.

“You saved me,” he absentmindedly reveals. “I’ll never forget that,” Kyo promises her - hand reaching for hers, almost holding it, almost.

“I-I didn’t do anything remarkable,” Tohru convinces. “I killed someone, Kyo-kun, I killed Akito-san,” the words fall out of her mouth as if they are a testament, as though she is not telling him but herself too. “It’s not admirable,” she croaks.

He wants to say something but that’s before he hears the cracking in her voice.

She’s desperate to be treated normally by him, she doesn’t want to be special.

So he does just that.

(Kyo remembers seeing it all - Akito’s dead body on the ground, limp and lifeless. Tohru’s fingers around that knife, the look of murder still fresh in her eyes. But, that’s not the girl he knows, that’s not the one he fell in love with, right?

Tohru Honda is pure of heart, innocent, caring and incapable of causing anyone any harm -

And yet, this was still her. The same girl who got nervous from his temper tantrums had just killed someone for him. So he had to do it, he had to reach for her hand because she was just standing there like her feet had been bolted to the ground. Kyo had to grab her arm and say, c’mon, let’s run.

Let’s runaway and never look back).

In a few hours, they are in a nameless place with people who look almost faceless.

He can see the remnants of the old Tohru - when she apologizes for bumping into trees and spends all her money on the kids in the park whining about ice-cream. She’s still there, somewhere deep inside.

Kyo doesn’t know if he prefers her the other way though, all cold and disturbed, because, and he hates to admit this, that that version of Tohru is someone who reminds him of himself.

And he somehow finds that thought rather comforting.

She ends up raising money helping out for some carnival game - where they make her wear some ridiculous outfit and he wants to complain but instead he just blushes.

He wants her, he’s wanted her for so long.

Anyway, she makes just enough to get them a pair of train tickets.

“Kyo-kun,” she calls him, wind in her hair, debris from the leaves blowing in her face. “Do you have any idea where we’re going?”

“Away,” he notes. “As far as we can get,” Kyo reassures her, hands on her shoulders, fingers squeezing them tighter.

(It’s only after that she realizes how his hands are shaking too).

“We can’t keep runn-”

“We’re not running,” he interrupts, looking passed her and off into the distance, where the horizon is slowly meeting the sun.

It’s this wonderful time between the planets, where the moon is out too and he turns Tohru around so she can watch it all happen as well.

“We’re not running,” he believes, pointing to the sky.

She wants to trust him, desperately so.

That’s why she looks at what’s before them too. It feels almost endless.

They hitch a ride with a friendly local.

She counts the stars, hums unfamiliar tunes, falls as asleep on his shoulder.

The truck owner calls them a lovely couple, says they remind him of himself and his wife when he was younger, gives Kyo some awful tips on love.

He wants to get angry, he wants to get annoyed, however, he finds himself smiling along.

It’s the only time he’s ever felt like a normal teenage boy and not some monster.

“How long do you think it’s been?” She’ll question him, like she always does, with that head full of thoughts (and thoughts about everyone except for herself).

“Hard to say,” Kyo murmurs, lying on the grass for tonight. They’ll find real shelter tomorrow, he decides. “I stopped keeping track after the first two sunsets,” he points out.

“Do you ever think of them?” Tohru regrets this already.

She should’ve just kept her mouth shut.

“I should be asking you that,” Kyo expresses.

“My answer is obvious,” she quips, tilting her head to one side. “Uo-chan, Hana-chan, Yuki-kun, Shigure-san, Momiji-kun… even Akito-san,” she counts them on her fingers, like they’re petals on a flower.

“Tohru-”

“I know you’re trying to be kind to me, but please, I beg you to stop absolving me from blame,” she cuts him off, sobbing, raising her hands so she can cower behind them. “I’m a murderer, a killer - you still treat me as though I’m still good but I’m not - I’ve never been good you know? I’ve been so selfish, first with my love for you and now this -”

“Stop,” and, in a moment, he’s looming over her, tearing her arms off her face and wiping her tears away. “Stop saying things like that about yourself, you know they’re not true,” his touch is soft and smooth, like nothing she’s ever felt.

“My love for you,” he finally reveals to her. “It made me selfish too, that’s why I took you, that’s why I ran, because I like having you to myself, because despite these awful circumstances, part of me, is so fucking happy,” he can’t help it, she’s right there, under him, and he just can’t help it.

He leans in to kiss her.

“I’m here with you and it feels like, that’s all that matters,” Kyo confesses, feeling her pull him into another round.

They make out for, what feels like, hours, without embracing, without transforming.

So yeah, fuck it, he’s glad Akito is dead.

(Soon enough, this town disappears into the next.

His hand slips into hers more times than he would like to admit).

His curse breaks the night they barn hop and end up spending the night on stacks of hay. Usually, when the zodiac members lose their connection to the Sohmas, they’re corresponding animals stop coming to them.

So, it’s more than a bit of a shock that, the night Kyo breaks his curse, there are cats all around them.

Tohru smiles, she always knew that he was different.

That he was special.

(And, despite everything, it feels although their next adventure is waiting for them, just around the corner. With his backpack filled to the brim with snacks and drinks, with her sunhat and summer dress on - they get to live the life they never had.

They get to survive. Together.

And that’s the only thing they’ve ever wished for).

#kyoru #kyo sohma #tohru honda #fruits basket #furuba #munea writes #kyoru fanfic

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String Of Fate 3

Kyo Sohma X FReader

Soulmate AU

Words: 6,000+

Rating: Teen

One month, that’s how long it had been since you moved to Japan.......it felt longer than that...

You and Kyo had kept to the agreement, pretending the other doesn’t exist.

It sucked.

You felt like you must have caught some sort of virus or something because you always felt like you had a chill even though it was pretty warm outside, and you just had no appetite. Your family had asked what was wrong multiple times, but you insisted that you were just trying to adjust to your new life.

It wasn’t a complete lie

And what’s worse is that you kept staring at the red string and slightly following it to Kyo’s pinkie. You couldn’t do this anymore. You felt like you could shatter at any moment.

I need space. Even catching a glance of him hurts.

You made a note to visit the main office at the end of the day, there was no way you were going to spend the rest of the school year in the same class as Kyo Sohma. You were barely able to pay attention in class, and your notes were a mess.

Unfortunately, everyone in the class could feel the tension would, and it made you feel worse, you didn’t want to bother people with your problems. You also didn’t want the embarrassment of having them know about you and Kyo.

“I’m home....”

“Welcome home, honey. Look what I picked up; there was a sale at the boutique.” Your mother shoved a bag of various pastel nail polish colours, you picked out a pretty orange colour and then put it back.

“Thank Mom...”

“Maybe we could paint our nails together?”

“Sure, I’m just really tired right now, I’m gonna lay down, maybe after dinner?” You excused yourself and disappeared into your small bedroom, not being heard from for the rest of the night.

New day, same old, same old.

Kyo wasn’t feeling all that well, his body felt like it was being weighed down by stones and he couldn’t sleep. He was already known for being fun to tease, but his temper had shifted. Kyo had become slightly more aggressive, losing his temper over the smallest of things and had even had detention over snapping a broom in half.

Tohru watched her friends with worry, something had happened between the two, but they kept denying. (Y/N) insisted it was nothing while Kyo told her it was none of her business. That comment had caused Yuki to kick him clear across the room, but Kyo hadn’t backed down, perfectly happy to take out his frustration in a fight.

The kind girl felt at a loss with the orange-haired boy, the more she tried to help, the more he snapped. This divide had caused her to kind of remove herself from the situation but also spent more time (Y/N).

She introduced the new girl to Momiji and Hatsuharu, who were very welcoming to her, and they’d even spent a lot of lunches together. Unfortunately, this somehow led to a fight between Kyo and Hatsuharu and ‘black’ Haru came out. It was a mess, and it had made (Y/N) keep her distance from the Sohma family in general.

It was a shame because Tohru found (Y/N) to be a kind and outgoing girl who was open to all the new things Tohru and her friend showed her. She was so lovely and just had an overall kind energy, plus she was pretty funny. But something was wrong. Even Tohru could see her new friend had dropped the weight in the few weeks she had known her, and it caused her to worry.

“SO what’s carrot top’s issue anyway? Did you do something to piss him off?” Uo asked as the girls finished up lunch around Tohru’s desk. Uo was gesturing to the boy who was glaring daggers at them over the top of the comic book he was reading while Tohru was trying to share her lunch with (Y/N).

She insisted she had a big breakfast and said she wasn’t hungry.

In response to Uo’s question, which had been asked before, (Y/N) said she had never met Kyo before, and his attitude was just as much a shock to her that it was to them.

“Maybe I remind him of someone he hates.” (y/n) just shrugged as she sipped her water.

“I believe it might have to do with a strin-” Hana started to say but was interrupted by (Y/N).

“Anybody want anything from the vending machine?!?! Anything? Anything at all? My treat!” (Y/N) leapt up, and Tohru insisted she was fine while Uo and Hana told the new student what they wanted.

“Poor thing..” Hana muttered as the girls watched (Y/N) scurry out of the room.

“What do you mean, Hana-Chan?” Tohru asked, turning her attention to her friend.

“It’s not mine to tell... but she’s hurting. Fate is cruel, and her waves have become... empty and cold.” Tohru felt that Hana knew more than she was letting on but wasn’t sure if it was her place to ask. But if there was one thing she knew, it was that Hana’s wave reports were never false.

If Hana said that (y/n) was in pain, then Tohru felt there had to be something. Anything.

(Y/n) wasn’t the only one who needed help.

Tohru had noticed Kyo staring at (Y/N) these past weeks... The brunette had not been paying attention in class like she should and instead had spent her time looking back and forth between her new friend and Kyo. She noticed how Kyo would stare at her, but it... Tohru found it hard to explain, but there seemed to be a deep sadness in his eyes. But there was also longing, and then he would catch Tohru staring and glare before hiding his face.

Kyo was hurting too. But why?

“Hey! Kyon! You’re not being very subtle, stop acting like a kindergartner, if you have a crush or something, tell her rather than be a bully.” Uo scolded him, not impressed with how he was treating the newest girl to her crew.

“Wha- I Do not! Fuck off.” The boy snapped at the blonde girl, and to Uo, those were fighting words.

The two bickered back and forth, but Tohru didn’t intervene, she was trying to think of a plan. There just had to be some sort of misunderstanding. And she also had to make sure (y/n) ate something with her own eyes.

“Ah! I know!” Tohru clapped her hands, happy with her idea. It was simple, but she was sure it would help.

The door slid open, and there stood (Y/N) and Yuki with drinks from the vending machine in hand. (Y/N) stared at Uo and Kyo, who were still yelling at each other, and she raised an eyebrow.

“Soo... I’m not the only one he doesn’t get along with.” (Y/N) tried to joke as she strained a smile. Yuki shook his head at the comment and gave her his own smile, hoping to make the new student feel a little more comfortable.

“He’s an idiot (L/N)-San, like I said, just ignore him.” Yuki comforted (Y/N), he even laid a hand on her shoulder, and she tried to smile back.

Kyo’s orange eyes snapped to the two in the doorway and seeing the two together, so close just... he hated it.

“What did you say, ya damn rat!” Kyo yelled and approached the two, and his angry demeanour made (Y/N) hide slightly behind Yuki, clearly scared of Kyo and not wanting to have any more of his wrath on her.

There was only so much a person could take and (y/n) was at her tipping point.

This time, it was Kyo’s heart that felt like it cracked. He stared at her, she was looking at him, sorrow filled her eyes. She hadn’t looked like the first time she saw. No. Her eyes had been beaming with joy and hope, a smile on her face the first time she realized who he was.

Now.. Of course, she was looking at him differently. He had done nothing but snap at her and push her away, and he got what he wanted. (y/n) had been ignoring him and leaving him alone.

So why was he so pissed off?

He grabbed Yuki by his tie and pulled him forward. For some reason, he was more pissed off than usual.

“Stay away from her.” Kyo snarled at his rival. Yuki would never admit it, but this threat was different somehow, and he felt a small twinge of fear towards Kyo.

The orange-haired boy looked again at (Y/N), who now standing with the girls, that damn broken-hearted look in her eyes.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this.

He pushed Yuki away and stormed off. He had enough. Kyo couldn’t look at that face anymore.

Kyo ran to the only one he felt would hear him out, taking off his shoes as he entered the Dojo.

Maybe Shishou could tell him what to do.

“Kyo, you’re here early. Half-day at school?” His father figure asked as moved some equipment around, Kyo quickly jumped in to take the stuff from his hands.

“Kind of.”

“We can spar before everyone shows up, are you up for it?”

“Sure...”

Kazuma tilted his head, Kyo was usually always so fired up for training, but he had noticed that something was off these past few weeks. His energy had fallen as if it been raining, but the skies were clear.

The orange-haired boy disappeared to the changing rooms, and Kazuma waited, all while wondering what was up with the boy.

It didn’t take long for the karate master to land a hit on Kyo, and since he wasn’t paying attention or kept himself grounded, he went flying into a wall, crashing into some training equipment.

“Kyo!” Kazuma rushed forward to check on him, not realizing that whatever was bothering had left him this bad.

“It hurts...”

“Tell me where it hurts.”

Surprisingly, the teenager clutched the fabric around his chest.

“I thought- I thought I was doing the right thing... but it hurts...and I..” Kyo looked at the red thread around his finger.

Was she hurting like this? He had been watching her and couldn’t but notice that it looked like she had lost weight, and her smile was beginning to dim.

Am I causing her more pain?

The karate master looked at Kyo’s eye line, and he was staring at fate’s string once more. Through the years, Kazuma had noticed Kyo looking at the string often when he was younger, they used to talk about it when he was a child. But as he got older, the topic made him angry and would often shut down when it was brought up. In fact, it had been years since Kazuma caught Kyo looked at his pinkie.

“Kyo? Is this about... Your soul mate?” Kazuma ventured.

Kyo gritted his teeth and nodded.

“So you found them?”

“.... I tried to do the right thing.” Kyo said so quietly that Kazuma barely caught it.

“Which was?”

“I pushed her away...” He admitted, and Kazuma knew Kyo well and envisioned that his adopted son had probably lost his temper on her or something of that likeness.

Kazuma let out a sigh and lightly grabbed the boy’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

“Let’s talk over some tea.” He suggested and helped Kyo to his feet, and the boy mindlessly followed Kazuma to the kitchen space in the Dojo.

“Tell me about her?” Kazuma asked as he put on the kettle, which was still hot from someone previously using it.

The air was silent for a bit, the kettle softly whistling till Kazuma took it off the heat and poured the hot water into a pot.

Kyo didn’t speak till Kazuma joined him at the low table.

“I don’t know much...” Kyo admitted, feeling guilty that he knew so little, and yet you only sat a few desks away.

“Well tell me what you do know.”

“She’s annoying....”

Kazuma couldn’t help but chuckle because what else did he really expect from the boy.

“And?”

“She plays with her hair... always tucking it behind her ear and she has this silly cartoon bear on her backpack, plus she giggles at the teacher’s stupid cheesy jokes. And wears these stupidly cute strawberry earrings....” Kyo crossed his arms and started his rant. Kazuma had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep him from laughing.

“She got the Yankee into something called Doja Cat, and now they listen to music together...And in math, she’s always sticking her tongue out when working on a problem it’s super weird.” The teenager huffed.

“Sounds like you know her pretty well.” Kazuma pointed out as he poured Kyo a cup of tea and slid it over to him.

While they hadn’t spoken in the last month, that didn’t stop Kyo from keeping an eye on her. Tohru was friends with (y/n), which made it easier to learn about her. He knew that she lived with her mother and her parents that she liked strawberries and cream, and was excited to go try a karaoke room.

He knew that she was meant for him, even without looking at the string that connected them. Every time he looked at her, he could feel his heart leap, and the need to bury himself in her was always present, to completely lose himself in her eyes, her smile.

“She’s way too nice and sweet. All these perverted boys in class keep trying to talk to her and she’s too dense to realize that they’re hitting on her and it just kills me...” Kyo admitted, glaring at the steaming cup of tea,

“It kills you?”

“Yeah because when she finally figures out that they’re hitting on her, she’ll probably go out with one of the bastards and then-”

Kyo cut himself off as he really realized what could happen.

He envisioned a boy asking HIS soul mate out, them going on cute dates and holding hands and eventually, she would be far from his reach, in the arms of another man while thinking Kyo hated her.

No. No, no, no.

Kyo thought he was going to be sick, and it felt like the red string was not only straining around his finger but his throat, and it felt agonizingly tight.

It wasn’t fair, why give him a soul mate if he was cursed.

“Kyo?”

Fat tears ran down the boy’s face, but he was quick to cover his face with his hands, wishing he could run away and hide, but his father figure was quick to rush over and gave him a firm hug.

Kyo’s mind was utterly and thoroughly haunted by her. He wanted to know how she was doing, if she was happy in her new home if (y/n) would like to go on walks in the forest, stargaze on the roof, what kind of food did she like. He wanted nothing more than to know her and love her.

To be her’s. To love her and be loved.

But it was too late. Kyo had made his bed, and he was prepared to sleep in it. Right?

“I’m sure if you explained yourself a little. I’m certain she would let you into her life.”

“You’ll always be my troublesome son, I’m sure the universe gifted you with some who would love you through it all.”

“.. I’ve gotta go.”

.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

This day felt like it had on for eternity.

Even if he hated you, you worried about him. Where had he gone? Was he okay?

Kyo seemed to have quite the temper, and you only have seen him be a jerk, and your brain was telling you to stay as far away and not bother with him at all.

But your heart? Well, it was just a mess and wanted nothing more than to look at him and touch him and-

Get a hold of yourself... it’s not gonna happen.

Letting out a heavy sigh, you packed up your bag and was about to say goodbye to Tohru, but she stopped you from leaving.

“Umm (L/N)-Chan, would you like to come over for dinner?” The girl asked, a slightly nervous look on her face.

Maybe she’s shy about having friends over?

“I’ll text my Mom, but I’m sure it’ll be fine.” you answered, maybe it would help you take your mind off of your red string and the boy at the other end.

“Oh, but first, I gotta stop by the principal’s office.” You mentioned, there was still one last thing that might help make this whole ‘rejected by your soul mate’ thing a little easier. And maybe it would make Kyo happy too.

Two birds’ one stone, I guess.

“Why?” She asked.

“I’m gonna ask to transfer classes-”

“What! No!” She cut you off.

“Tohru I can’t go to class like this, he...” You didn’t finish the sentence, but Tohru knew who you were thinking

I don’t want to make things hard for Kyo either...

“Just.. One more day, please?” She asked as she held her hands together in a prayer position, her large brown eyes staring you down.

“.....fine.” Luckily for Tohru, you were a sucker for puppy dog eyes.

Not that another day is going to make that much of a difference.....

The walk was nice, but you were surprised to learn the Yuki was also walking with them; apparently, Tohru had started living with the Sohma’s due to some family... issues.

Soon they came to a beautiful traditional home, secluded deep in the forest.

Should I be worried?

“We’re home!” Tohru called out as she removed her shoes, and Yuki closed the front door behind them.

“Welcome home, you two. Oh and whose the cute girl? Yuki’s girlfriend.” An older handsome man wearing a kimono greeted you as you walked into the home.

“Our new classmate, please don’t be weird, Shigure.” Yuki commented and then turned to you.

“(L/n)-San, please don’t be afraid to tell me if Shigure acts out of line.” He insisted as he gave you one of his polite smiles, Shigure was very handsome, but every time he smiled, you found it a bit off-putting.

“Yukiii! Why are you so mean, you’re painting an awful picture of me.” The adult whined as he wiggled in his seat, and you couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow at the strange behaviour.

“You’re doing a fine job yourself.” Yuki pointed out as he rolled his eyes.

You held a hand to the man to shake his hand, trying to maybe not be too judgmental. You were sure he was just an eccentric being.

He held your hand softly and laid a kiss on it.

“Always honoured to meet one of Yuki’s classmates, especially the pretty ones.” He ‘flirted’ and you laughed nervously.

You felt a strange sensation on your pinky and looked down to see it moving a bit.

“Huh?”

You heard a stomping sound throughout the house, and there was a rough opening of the porch sliding door.

Bright, saffron eyes stared into yours, and you felt your heart skip a beat. Kyo was here, and he moved his eyes down to where your hand was being held in Shigure’s.

“Get. Your Hands. Off of her.” He growled, and before Shigure could do as he was told, Kyo reached over and grabbed your forearm. You were ripped out of the man’s grasp and were dragging you out of the house and into the forest.... without your shoes.

“Wait, hold on!” You tried to stop him but he continued to drag you through the forest.

Did he hate you that much, that he was dragging you out of the house himself...

He didn’t say anything to your protests, and finally... you just couldn’t do it and dug your heels into the ground and ripped your arm out of his grasp.

“ENOUGH!!! I don’t want you to hate me... so I can switch school and you won’t have to see me anymore... I’ll leave you alone, I promise, but please... stop...” You didn’t want to avoid him but... if he was this adamant about not knowing you that he was skipping school... maybe this was the best thing you could do for him.

All you had ever wanted was a soul mate, to meet them and just... have someone genuinely need you. To have what your childhood friend had found. The love that your grandparents had. You were envious of them because...Now that you knew who your soul mate was and how against you he was... you honestly wished you could cut your hand off and let him be free of you.

Was I not worth loving?

“...Dammit.. Don’t cry..” He begged as he tried to figure out what to say next.

You kept bawling, despite his pleas not too until finally, he placed an awkward hand on top of your head, petting your head as he tried to put together a sentence.

“It’s.. It’s not that I hate you... I don’t... it’s just-- unfair to you to have me... as a soul mate.”

Your cries had turned to sniffles, which he used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe away and then you gave a few hiccups.

“Why?”

“I- My family.. It’s complicated.”

“How so?” You sniffled, the flow of tears getting slower.

He looked like there was so much he had to say, but he clenched his fist and turned to the side, glaring at the grass. It was easy to see that he was struggling with something. But you didn’t want him to turn you away. Not again.

“Please... I wanna know. I want to know you, more than anything. I’ve waited my whole life to meet you!” You tried to make him understand, and you reached out for his hand, and his beautiful orange eyes looked into yours.

Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest. Kyo had the softest look in his eyes, you wanted to spend the rest of your life learning about him and looking upon those bright eyes.

Then you remembered his reaction at first seeing you. How scared he was. A mixture of hurt and anger in his eyes. So maybe he really didn’t want you...

But... if he didn’t want to... then maybe you had to let go...

You released the hold on his hand, letting it slip out of your grasp, staring at the string on your pinkie. You had once looked at his with such hope. Now it seemed like a joke. Before your hand could fully slip from his, Kyo grabbed hold of you.

“Don’t.... freak out, okay?” He asked, and before you could answer him, he had wrapped his arms around you. Enveloping you in a comforting smell of freshly cut grass and something else you couldn’t quite place.

Home. That’s what it felt like. A place that you could always go to.

But it disappeared before you could blink, and you were surrounded in a mist of orange smoke and that arms that were holding you were gone.

Coughing a few times, you swatted at the smoke to make it dissipate while calling for Kyo.

“I’m down here....” You heard his voices and looked down. The clothes Kyo had been wearing were strewn on the ground and sitting on top of them was an orange cat, watching you with familiar eyes.

“...... hello?” You asked the cat, wondering where it had come from.

The cat let out an irritated sigh.

Wait? Can cats sigh?

“Do NOT freak out.” The cat spoke.... with Kyo’s voice.

A shrill scream filled the forest.

You immediately knelt down on the ground, partly from your legs giving way and the other you wanted to get a closer look.

“Ky--Kyo? Are you okay? I’m so sorry! What do I do? Do you need a doctor? I didn’t mean to!? I don’t know what - Are you alright? Are you hurt?” You were babbling and Kyo, the cat, hissed making you stop and then he took a breath.

He explained his family story, the cursed members of the family and the Chinese Zodiac and how they transformed when they embraced the opposite sex. There seemed to be something else he wanted to say, but he kept it in.

“THIS is why... I shouldn’t have a soul mate. So if you wanna walk away, then I get it..” He was staring at the ground, his cat ears flattened to his head.

You were still trying to process all he had told you, but him looking so sad what was truly made your heart start to crack.

You reached out, and you picked him and held him close to your chest, gently hugging him as you didn’t want to harm his small body.

“I still don’t really understand... but I want to. I hope you don’t mind having me as a soul mate because... I know I don’t want to go another day without knowing you.” You told him, and you could have sworn you felt him purring, vibrating against your chest.

“Plus. I love cats!” You gushed as you held him out and smiled at him. He made a ‘tch’ sound and looked to the side, but you could have sworn you saw a small blush on his cat face.

You placed him down, and he did a little stretch.

“Sooo... how do you turn ba-” Before you could finish your question, there was a loud popping sound and orange smoke filled the area.

Standing before was Kyo back in his human form.... naked.

Your eyes raked over his chest, he clearly worked out... and your eyes travelled down.

“YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO LOOK AWAY!” He yelled, his face red from embarrassment or anger, you weren’t sure.

“SORRY!” you’re entire face bloomed red and you finally scrambled to turn around and covered your face with your hands; you could hear your own heartbeat pulsing rapidly and prayed that your soul mate couldn’t hear it.

While Kyo changed back into his clothes, you tried to arrange your thoughts. You could now see why Kyo was apprehensive about meeting you.

A family curse that keeps him from being able to hug you. How cruel...You imagined that he was also scared of you rejecting him for his curse. You weren’t the only one who had feared rejection.

“Come on, pervert, let’s go back.” A small pat on your head brought you out your thoughts.

“I-! I’m not a pervert!” You defended yourself as you looked up at him, and he rolled his eyes and smirked at your glowing red face.

“Sure.”

“I’m not!” And he just laughed, and your heart skipped a beat. He held out his hand to you, you tried to glare at him for laughing at you, but you imagined it came out pretty weak. Your hand took hold of his, and he pulled up from the ground.

Is it silly to think about how perfect my hand fits in his?

The walk back to the house was pretty quiet, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. When you made it back, Tohru was eagerly waiting on the porch and gave a big smile at your return.

“Oh? Kyo’s growing up so fast! His first girlfriend. I never knew you were into foreign girls, Kyo-Kyo.” Teased the dark-haired man you had been introduced to before but couldn’t remember his name.

Kyo stood in front of you, blocking your view. Or maybe he was blocking the man’s view of you.

“Keep your damn eyes away from her, shithead.” Kyo nearly growled, and then he turned to you.

“If he does anything, you let me know, and I’ll kick his ass.” He mentioned as if it was nothing, and you could hear the man whining about Kyo being cruel.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Dinner had come and gone, it was surprising how easily the new friend just seemed to fit right in. Though Tohru made it easy to make the girl feel welcomed.

Kyo watched as the girl at the other end of his red string spoke excitedly with Tohru about the differences between her home and Japan while they drank tea.

“So you found her, huh?” Shigure asked quietly as he cooled himself off with a blue paper fan.

“It’s none of your business...”

“I’m happy for you.”

“Tch”

Kyo still had a lot to think about. (Y/N) just thought that him changing into the cat was the whole curse, but there was still a lot she didn’t know.

(Y/N) laughed at something Tohru said and then looked over at Kyo, smiling, and Kyo felt his heart skip a beat.

“Did you really crash through the roof of Tohru’s room?” She asked, and Kyo groaned.

“It was fine, though! No one got hurt!” Tohru insisted, now worrying that she had embarrassed Kyo in front of Y/N.

“Alright! Enough. We’re outta here.” Kyo grabbed the girl before anyone else could tell her embarrassing stories and led her out of the house.

She called out a goodbye to the household, thanking them for having her and thanking Tohru for the delicious dinner.

“I’m walking you home.” Kyo told you as he slipped on his shoes.

“I don’t want to trouble you or-”

“It’s gonna be dark soon, okay?! But don’t get used to it.” Kyo told you as he again took you by the hand and led you off.

“.... Do I even want to know?” Yuki asked as he let out a sigh, and Tohru just giggled.

“Oh! I think this means that (y/n)-San might stay in our class!” Tohru remembered what (y/n) had said earlier after school, but hopefully she had changed her mind.

“huh?”

“ah nothing.” Tohru waved her hands frantically as she hoped no one would ask her anything more.

.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Kyo had let go of your hand when you excited the forested path, and you were slightly leading the way, neither one of you knew what to say, your relationship had taken a 180 in a matter of hours, and it still felt.... strange.

As you walked, you looked over and noticed something the empty red swing set.

“Oh can we? Please?” You were already dragging him over to the empty playground.

“The swings?” Kyo asked as he crossed his arms and watched as you excitedly sat down and smiled up at him.

“Yeah, Just for a bit, please?” You asked, and Kyo rubbed the back of his neck, looking like he was having some sort of internal argument before he let out a puff of air and sat down on the swing beside you.

You pushed yourself off and started swinging back and forth.

When you looked over, you noticed that Kyo was barely moving, just watching you.

“Aw come on. You’ve been on the swings before, right?” You asked as you whizzed past him on the swing.

He just kind of scoffed and looked down, muttering something that you couldn’t quite catch.

You jumped from the swing when it was mid-air and made your way behind Kyo.

“What- What the hell are you doing?” Kyo panicked as you put your hands on his back.

“Just giving you a little push.” You promised and did just as you gently pushed him forward before stepping out the way.

“And you pump your legs to keep it going.” You instructed.

“I- I know how to swing!” Kyo yelled as he awkwardly and little off time swung his legs back and forth to make him go higher. He kind of looked like an angry child as he concentrated on the act at hand, and you couldn’t help but find it endearing to watch as he tried to find a rhythm.

You only smiled and got back onto your own swing, pushing yourself off and enjoying the small rush of the wind flowing your hair back and forth.

Soon you and Kyo were in perfect rhythm as you two enjoyed the swing set.

“Have you ever jumped off a swing?” You asked, remembering a little game you and your friend back home used to play.

“That move you pulled earlier?”

“Yeah. Wanna try?” You asked but be stayed quiet.

“Come on, we’ll make it interesting!” You tried to bait him.

“How so?”

“How about, whoever lands the farthest...... the loser has to buy them something from the vending machine at school tomorrow?” You proposed, and you could see something in his eyes come alive.

“Your on.” Kyo smirked, his competitive side coming out, and you felt a jolt go up your spine.

“Okay... one” You two swung, both smiling in anticipation.

“Two....”

“Three!” And you and Kyo let go of the swings and pushing yourselves forward, hoping to make a somewhat soft landing.

“OOf.” You landed on your feet and then fell back onto the woodchips.

Kyo had also fallen back, but his feet landed a bit ahead of you.

“Huh... I thought cats always landed on their feet.” You couldn’t help it, and he glared back at you.

“Ha Ha, very funny. I won. You owe me a drink.” Kyo said as he got off and dusted himself off.

“Boo, fine.” You accepted defeat, and a hand with a red string attached to the pinkie reached out to you.

“Come on, it’s dark out already.” Kyo asked as he helped you up and held your hand the rest of the way, a comfortable silence falling between you two.

It didn’t take long to walk to where you’re home was, Kyo walked you right to the door of your Grandparent’s apartment.

You fidgeted with your keys as you told him goodbye, nervously tucking a peice of loose hair bhind your ear. A part of you worried that this was all a dream and you would wake up and Kyo would still be glaring at you in class. You thankied him for walking you home and telling Kyo that you’d see him tomorrow and buy him that drink you owed him.

As Kyo looked down at your form, he couldn’t stop the feeling of butterflies flying around in his stomach as he looked from your bright eyes to your lips. He took a deep breath, hoping this wasn’t a mistake.

“Maybe we could have lun-” Kyo cut you off, his hand cradling your face and turning your head up as he leaned in, his lips crashing into yours. Once you realized what was going on, you leaned into him, careful to not make him transform but gripping the front of his shirt as your lips melded with his.

Kyo couldn’t think straight. Everything became hazy, and the only thing in focus was him and you. And Kyo realized that you were the only person that he wanted to kiss for the rest of his life. You were a gift. Kyo wanted to laugh and cry. He felt so lucky he had found, or you had found him, but he was also terrified of losing you.

He wanted forever with you.

When you two parted, you couldn’t help but whisper out a small ‘wow’ and that you were sure that Kyo didn’t hear... but he did and laughed while scratching the back of his neck, a small blush on his cheeks that matched yours. Neither wanted to make the first move to leave, finding warmth in the other presence.

“Night.” Kyo finally gave in as he heard the night crickets and realized how late it had gotten.

“Goodnight, Kyo.” You smiled up at him, and he leaned down again, giving a quick kiss before finally leaving.

You opened your apartment door and as you closed it behind you leant back, holding your bag to your chest as you let out a small squeal. You felt as if you were floating, and the only thing keeping you from flying into the atmosphere was the red string connecting you to the handsome orange-haired boy who had given you your first kiss.

You just looked forward to all the days to come. Even if your soul mate had ‘complications,’ you looked forward to every day you would get with him.

“Welcome home, honey.”

“Hey Mom, can we paint our nails tonight?” You asked, unable to erase the giant smile from your face as you thought of the tangerine orange nail colour that you wanted to get your hands on.

Kyo had gotten straight to the roof when he had gotten home, looking up at the stars, his heart still hammering in his chest, and his cheeks were starting to hurt from the smile on his face.

The cursed boy knew he would have to put up a fight against his family to make this work, but he felt like a new fire had been lit, and he realized just how much he could miss out on, and he didn’t want to miss out on this chance.

He had grown up glaring at the red string around his pinkie that was on the same hand of his prayer beads as if it was mocking him. But now when he looked at all, he was your face, and it was beautiful, a warm feeling blooming from his chest at the very thought of you and your smile

.-.-.-.-.-.-

“...... What the hell.” Uo spoke as she watched (y/n) and Kyo at the vending machine, joking around and smiling as (y/n) put her money in and let Kyo pick something out, they were also standing awfully close.

“Do you know what’s going? Did Kyo finally confess or something.” Uo asked Tohru, who was watching with a huge smile on her face.

“Oh I don’t know! I think it was all just a misunderstanding.” Tohru insisted, pure joy filling through her as she watched her two friends. Yesterday the two seemed so burdened but now they looked like they had little to no care in the world as they walked side by side, their pinkies lightly touching before shyly interlocking.

A silent promise made between two fated souls.

#kyo sohma #kyo sohma x reader #furuba x reader #fruits basket #fruits basket fanfiction #soulmate au

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zuffer-weird-girl · 4 years

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Would you be willing to write a scenario about Kai's s/o going in to labor and the delivery? Maybe just Kaito?

Lets give plague doctor more heart attacks :D

Honestly? You deserved at minimun a pat on your back, because carrying a child is not easy... and aparently carrying a Chisaki inside you was equal to hell.

Deadly cramps, torturous nauseas and dear lord even comenting the word 'peas' left you wanting to pull all of your stomach out.... all of this for exactly seven months and a half already.

The baby was surely a fighter. His kicks were dead ass strong and ever time it was a bad one, you would wince in pain while supporting yourself on somewhere.

This baby was going to knock you out at some point...

Ever time Kai notice that this was happening he would place his entire gloved and scold his unborn child.

'Not even in here and are already causing trouble brat? Be good to your mother or we might have trouble.'

It was always in that same no emotions present tone of voice of his but you could see the genuine adoration in those usual cold golden eyes.

Although today you were feeling quite... normal.

No deadly kicks, neither the urge to puke ans surprisingly your feets weren't sore!

What a great day!

You got up from your chair to grab something to eat as you carresed slightly your belly on the way.

Although when you were already half the hall you started to feel dizzy and had to support yourself omwith one hand on the wall.

"Woah not looking great there miss. You good?" You heard Mimic's voice but when you looked down you just saw a black blur.

"Y-Yeah..." you took a shaky step "I guess."

"You guess?" Mimic spoke in sarcasm while Chrono coincidentally entered. Irinaka pointed to you for Kurono to see as he also made a slightly concerned face.

Before the man could ask what was going on, you felt as if a hammer had hit you in the gut while you howled in pain, no longer holding back the discomfort or the recent, unbearable pain.

Chrono and Mimic were immediately on your side when you almost fell to the ground. In your mind passes a thought that scared you to no ends and just to confirm you lowered your hand lower to push it back to see that your terrors were true.

Blood and other fluid... your water bag broke... The baby was coming earlier.

You let out a bloody scream at seing this and another joilt of pain came into you.

"ShIT ShE'S DyInG?!"

"Of course fucking not Irinaka! Shut up!" Chrono went to lend you a shoulder but you stopped him.

"K-Kurono... P-Please... K-Kai.. H-Here." You said between breaths, trying to stal calm since you knew this was going to stress the fuck out of everyone... especially Chisaki.

Hari didn't even objected and ran looking for Chisaki as Irinaka came back into his human form to at least see if it helps.

"Breath chick, you're a fucking fighter to carry that little shit."

"MIMIC!" you shouted and the man apologized at seing the anger in your eyes.

Chisaki was currently looking at the medicals exams of his unborn son along with the first ultrasound picture. The boy was going to be here soon and after a very long time he felt anxious.

He flinched at the way the door of his office hitted the wall as Chrono shouted his name.

"What the hell Chrono? Lost your manners?" He said darkly while placing the documents inside of his drawer.

"(Y/N)." He said while pointing at your direction "She's bleeding."

In one blink of Kurono's eyes Chisaki was already running through the house while placing his mask up.

Shit. What had happened?! Were you okay?!

"Angel." He called, ignoring his horror at seing the state you were in, and kneeled on the floor.

"Baby... coming." You breath out while jolting in pain again.

Damn those contractions

He cringed at your whines but ignored his own discomfort and scooped you up in his arms in bridal style as he shouted for a precept to clean ths mess as long for Chrono to get the fuck in the car.

Mimic swore he saw the walls trembling.

"Count to ten angel." He said monoustly but the way his hands tremble slightly and the hint of desperation in his eyes told everthing.

You screamed as the car suddenly roughly spun aside, the last drop of patience on your husband completely gone.

"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT CHRONO?!"

"IM SORRY BUT A GUY ALMOST HITTED THE FUCKING CAR AND COULD HAVE KILLED US YOU KNOW?!" Poor Hari was consumed by both you and Overhaul's desperation.

"Oh my god both oF YOU SHUT UP!" You shouted causing both of them to be completly silent all the ride to the hospital.

He was going to talk to you about that later, but maybe it was a understatement since you were giving birth at this point.

Kurono had to hold back Chisaki when a bunch of nurses just pulled you out of Kai's arms and a doctor told him to wait outside.

His wife was giving birth to his soon son and he was supposed to wait OUTSIDE YOU FILFH UNPROFESSIONAL BASTARD?!

When a nurse came to Chrono, asking for him to get out of the room since only it was allowed the father, he arched one eyebrow at her and pointed with his palm at a very furious Chisaki, silently saying 'Im the one keeping the beast calm, you sure about that?'.

The nurse just gave him a apologetic look before, with the nerves on their skin of talking to a dangerous man of the yakusa, calling Overhaul.

The way Chisaki looked at them could be described as murderous and if he had a laser vision quirk the poor nurse would be already dead on the spot.

"I-I'm sorry! But you can enter now." She bowed apologetically while indicating the door for Chisaki.

He didn't even acknowledge her as he entered the room abruptly, ignoring many looks of the doctors and just making a bee line at you.

Despite your eyebags and squirming in pain figurine, you still manage to look angelic... just incredible.

"Angel, it's almost over." He said monoustly, a mix of pain and relief at seing the way you opened your eyes.

"Kai..." you whispered while crying... your hand desperately hilding the bed sheets as you cried out...

"Dad hold her hand!" A male nurse suggested and you almost laughed if it wasn't for the torturous pain you were in.

Someone was trying to give others to Chisaki? Your Chisaki Kai? Great joke.

Chisaki narrowed his eyes at the man befofe cringing at seing you crying again... you were in so much pain but yet refused to just grab his hand because you knew him.

He suddenly left to a quick bathroom and picked a hand sanitizer and a handkerchief.... the scene was almost comic to the doctors and nurses. A soon to be father wipping his wife's hand before holding it onto his gloved one.

"You don't change do you?" You whispered while smilling at him, pure appreciation and love on your eyes as you looked into those beautiful golden ones that you had fallen with.

"Why should I?" He said monotonously but you could see the hints of a smile behind that black face mask of his.

His hand suddenly cracked at your strenght as you turned your head away from him to muffle your screams.

...ouch.

The doctors were surprised because they LISTENED to his hand cracking and he was just... there. He suddenly glared at them with pire hate as his words spilled from his kouth like venom.

"Bunch of incompetents, my wife is having a kid and you just stand there without doing nothing? Move and help her before I lose my pacience bunch of filfh." They flinched before returning to their activities whiel Kai scoffed 'sicks' under his breath.

Your screams had stopped and your grip on his hand released, putting the pieces together he looked up and saw a tiny creature on the arms of one nurse.

"You did it." He amused out loud while you only let out a sleep deprived 'yay' before closing your eyes as you tried to catch your breath.

He picked the handkerchief and wiped your forehead gently before looking down at you.

"You're sweaty..."

"No shit sherlock I just gave birth." You said between breaths and giggles receiving a pinch on your arm along with a scoff of his.

"W-Why isn't he crying?" You suddenly breath out.

Shit. Is true. He haven't heard his son cries. He looked uo already with anger before he saw the doctor bringing a white blanket and handing rubbing the face of your new born to you.

"See mommy? Your baby is fine." He felt butterflies forming inside his stomach at seing the little boy face in contact with yours... you smilling tiredly but still manage to open your eyes to look at your son.

"Kaito... is so nice to meet you.." you teared up at seing your baby for the first time... he had his father looks.

He punched his chest to prevent any hints of despicable tears fron falling from his eyes but it was really damn difficult... Luckily he managed to stay with his stoic face at least.

The moment though he saw you closing your eyes he internally panicked.

"Angel." He grabbed your face and shook slightly, checking your pulse with his other hand and sighing in relief at feeling your heartbeat on his fingers.

"She is just tired, will come back as soon as she recuperates... would you like to hold your son mister?"

He eyed the doctor in suspicion before choosing to only look at his son, eyes secretly telling how much he was willing to do for this little one already.

"Place him on the crib for now. I want my wife to see the scene, she wouldn't leave me alone after knowing that I holded my son without her seing it." He spoke crudely amd coldly at the doctor bit they didn't seemed to mind at first.

The doctor nodded in understatement before placing the kid carefilly down on the crib, right besides Kai as he sitted on the edge of the bed... holding your hand in his gloved ones.

He took a glance at his sleeping son and decided to just carres the tip of his thumb on the chubby cheek.

He swore the kid just smiled at the contact... a simple contact... but it was rather a nice feeling.

"I made this brat..." he mused out loud for himself before smirking down at his son and bringing your freahly washed head to rest on him instead of the pillows of the hospital.

"Welcome to this world... Chisaki Kaito."

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freshstartbaby · 4 years

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🎧 Body - Syd

I watched my house, cardbord on the ground, like me, leg crossed. White walls, a little smell of vinegar. Thats what I used to finally clean up everything.

Why do I feel like shit ? I mean one part of me cant wait to be in my new place. But the other ? I really feel like I kind of failed here. I got a job, two to be exact, I can provide for myself. I got few friends and thats it. I was wondering if my mum will ever know if I left the town. Maaaan I got to stop overthinking.

It was 8pm and I was waiting for Theo's call. Thanks to god he told me he will help me wih the moving. His help was so precious. Like always. My phone rang with « Theo 🤍 » on my screen . I picked up

« Sup mister T » I said softly « Hi Rob, you good ? » he answered « I am actually, and you ? » « Good. So you really goin to leave me, you know you can still change your mind » « No way, but you know you will still be in my mind » « And in your heart. Who do you think you are ? » he started to joke « Man where are you ? » I said rolling my eyes with a smile on face « There is a litlle bit of traffic. I be there in 10 minutes. But I think the man who will help us is already there. I fowarded him your number. Did he call ? »

I checked my phone, no missed call

« Nah he didn't » « Ok, get ready I be there soon » « Thank tou Theo » « Everything for you » he hang up

I shook my head slowley left to right. He was so kind to me. He can't be real. Me and Theo knew ourself since 8 years now. He was there to help and provide when no one could. He always was very protective and he is actually the one who gave me my first job: dancer in a club. It wasn't my goal job but I could dance and it will help me paying my bills. Few years later he also refered me in company to work as a personnal assistant. I managed myself to then become a communication assistant. When you look clother, without him, I probably will end up as a cracked or worse.

When we met I was 16 and he was 22. It was a very protective relationship. But the older we get, the akward it became. I mean physically he turned to a man as i turned to a young women. And even if he always shows me mad respect, the way he was watching and talking to me changed. Not in a bad way, but I could feel there was more. I aint gon lie, he is good looking, got money and got pure heart. But i couldnt wiling to lost him if we turned into a relationship. He was one of few people around me. Aint ready to loose one of them.

When I told him that I decided to move in LA, maaaan, he wasn't down for it. But as always, he helped me. He got fews relations so we find a cute flat quickly than I thought. The place was smooth and warm. We flew to LA to visit it, and i actually loved it. So now here I am waiting for a friend of his to move my stuff to LA. Let me get it straight. I aint no baby. I can take care of myself. But when it comes to Theo, he always wants to help. And I aint gonna lie, it feel good to be take care of.

The ring belled, I stood up to open the door. He looked at me, I looked at him.

« Can I help you ? » rising an eyebrow acting like I didn't know him « Stop playing » he said moving in my place « Hi » I said to the man following Theo « Robyn this is Eric, Eric this The New York leaver »

I rolled my eyes and shook my head slowly. Eric and Theo helped me to put my stuff in the truck. It was quickly made thanks to them. Also even if I hadnt much things I droped a lot. Eric told me that they will arrive the next monday in my new place. I thanked him as he left when I felt someone behind me. I turned around found Theo on his phone.

« First of all you didn't say hi »

I pulled him softly in a hug. His hands wrapped my shoulder as he kissed my cheek softly

« Then tell me where do I drop you ? » he said « Alex's place » « Lets go »

He put my suitcase in his trunck and we headed to Alexendra's place. I sold my car few weeks before so he proposed me to drop me where I needed yesterday.

Alexandra is one of my best friend. She's like a sister to be honest. We know each other for like forever and she always be down for me. Im stayin at her place tonight so I can catch my flight tommorow.

The road was silent but confortable. Theo and I like to be quiet sometines. We're the type of people who arent afraid of silence. As we arrived to Alexendra's place we stayed a little in the car.

« You need help with the suit case ? » « Na Im good, but thank you. Thank you for everything. It means a lot» I look at him « Stop saying this like its a goodbye » « Im not » « You better »

We pulled into a thight hug «You know I'm always be around and if you need to come back my door is open» « I hope it will be fine dont say that »

He look at me kiss my cheek and said

« Take care » « You too Theo »

I got off the car, took my suitcase and watched him leave. As we disapear on the corner I called Alex.

« Yes baby » « Im here, remind me your code » « You still dont remember it, you do it on purpose » « Guuuurl what is it ?» « 7110 » « Thank youuuuuu »

I taped the code and got to her place

« Sup baby » « Wassup baby, how you doin ?» « Good and you ? » « Everything is alright, I mean my best friend is leaving in an another town but Im good » « Guuuurl, it is for the better » « I know that, Im just getting emotional » « Dont do that » « Im trying, I swear ! How did you came ? You took a uber ? » « Nah, Theo droped me »

She set down on her large cozy couch eying me with a small smile

« What ? » I asked « Noooothing ! » she tapped the place next to her so I can take place « You just goin to sit down and tell me what's popin between you and this white daddy, finally» she said swith a smirk « Nothing is popin, I already told you that » i said sitting next to her « But you got to admit he is good lookin » « I never said he isnt » « Maybe a little bit skinny but he is still handsome » « He is. » « So he never try to own that » she said pointing at myself « And dont try to tell me no, I saw him plenty time trying to get you. » « Alex, it is not goin to hape- « « Whyyyyyyyy » « Because I dont want to » I said laughin « GURL IS YOU GAY ?» « Oh my god. Alexendra. » « No because if you are it is ok. But you need to tell me, so I can introduce him to friend of mine. Its such a waste » « Whatever » I said looking at her smiling

This girl is so crazy. Full of good vibe. Always pushing me to my best. She is fam yall. Our phones started buzzing at the same time. It was a whatsap phone call from our conversation « Mexico 🥵 ».

With some friends we decided to go on a trip to Mexico. For the big part, I knew them from school or club. As we grew older all of us took different ways but still got mad love for eachother. This week trip was the way to link up. I didnt knew some people like David, Florian and Veronica but everything went well during the organisation so I wasnt « afraid » that they were annoying.

The trip is next Monday so we schedule this video chat to make a last check. With all the stuff with my moving I almost forget about this call. Alex and I were together so I decided not to answer from my phone and step clother to her so we can both be on her screen

« Hi » « Wassup beauties » Alexander says

We all said hi to each other and waited to see if someone was missing.

« Who is missing » I asked « Flo is not here » Betty said « Damn this sleeping guy, let me text him » Alexander answered

As he decided to text him, a new window poped in our screen revealing a big white man shirtless, it seems like he was in his bed.

« My bad, sorry for my lateness, wassup guys » he said in a low voice

I looked at the screen, then at Alex, then the screen again and falled into the catch moving my hand to show to Alex that this man was foooine

We giggle few seconds before getting back to our serious faces.

« Florian that is it ? » Alex asked « Yup » « Time is money you owe us all a drink when we get to the mexico » « Maaaan dont play me like that, I was taking a nap, gym killed me today» he said

Of course he was goin to the gym, look at this chest. I tried to fix my self when we all talked for like an hour about last informations, who will arrive when, who shares room, what type of activites we wanted to do. I cant wait for this trip to be honest. I dont travel that much. I could release the stress from my moving, my new job and the new town I will be living in.

« Rob you still in New York ?» Michael asked « Yeees, my fligt is tomorrow » « Where you goin ? » Betty asked « Moving to LA » I said softly « LA GANG MY MAN ! » Florian shouted « Thats great, really big move » Alexander said « Finger crossed » Veronica « Dont worry, as wherever it will be ok if you work hard enough » Florian said « Oh dont worry she is a hard worker » Alex said miming a blow job

I snaped her head as everyone shared an hard laugh. Few minutes later we hang up. I went to the bathroom, washed myself, my tooth and changed myself in something more confortable. I went back to the living room and find Alexandra on the phone. By the way she was smiling and laughing I could tell it was Alexander. Yeah. This gurl find a boyfriend with the same name. That's kind of cute but it's also so corny. She hanged up, stood uo and went to the kitchen

« Sooooo » « What do you want again ? » i said a smirk in my face « I was wondering » she looked at me with a vicious smile « What is it Alex ? » « Are you down for some dick in Mexico » « You are something else you know that » « Im just asking ! There will be latino guys, foreigner and gurl this man Florian, he is free like the wind » «How do you know that ? » « I asked Alexander » « Mmmmh » « Mmmmh ? Gurl when is the lastime you had a man making you feel right ? I aint talking about relationship because that is another level and I know you trying to put yourself first since...» « Yea no. I'm not ready but let me think » « The fact that you have to think is not ok, you know that if the sexual frustration is not evacueted it can damaged you » « I got toys dont worry » I said putting my finger in a peace sign while im leaving the kitchen

I went to her guest bedroom, sitted on the bed and put my durag on. After sliding under the sheets I did my breath exercise so I could fall asleep faster but I couldn't. It was these exercises or sleeping pills. But I try to use them less and less since few month. They knocked me hard to hard man. After 30 minutes of try, I took my phone and opened Instagram. I scrolled my screen without being focused at all, laugh at fews memes and double tap some post. I tought about what Alex told me. It's true. It been a while since I havent give a man his chance. It didn't went well the last time. Ok here we go overthinking. I shook my hand thinking of how dumb I was when I tought about Florian. He was fine its true but you know men are trash. At least men I have a crush on 😭. I tapped « florian » in the research bar to see if I could find him. I didn't. Im defenatly not a FBI member. I will ask to Alex tomorrow, or not, it's not a good idea.

——-

I was hugging Alexandra thighly at the airport. The voice called the passagers of my flight to get ready.

« I'm goin to miss you crazy ass » I whispered « I'm goin to miss you more Robyn, but stop being weak before I start crying » « Come on aint nobody goin to cry » I push her shoulder « we're tough girls remember ? » « Yea but I wrote you a letter » she gave me a letter as I look at her ready to make fun of her « You wrote me a letter, you must be in love with me » « Of course I am, yo you're my friend soulmate » « Ok you gon make me cry now » « Go get your flight »

I tried to open the letter when she took my hand

« The fuck is you doin, you have to read it in your flight, or when you arrive to your new place but not now » « Okaaaaaaay mrs emotional »

I kissed her cheek and grabed my suit case before leaving

« See you in Tulum baby ! »

I put a peace sign above my head a went take my flight.

As I settled in my seat, I leaned my head back to the couch. Here we go baby. You can do this. You got this. It's goin to be fine. I was motivated myself when my phone buzzed. I watched my phone screen and see that Theo sent me a vocal. I put my AirPods on tap on my screen to listen his whatsap vocal message.

James. Theo James. : « You're in the plane ? »

I send him a quick answer

Robyn ✨: Yup 🛫

James. Theo James. : Ok

I watched the screen as I saw « James. Theo James is writing » when a big as message droped. Oh my god. He is goin to make me cry. Or worse. I rubbed my forehead before start reading.

James. Theo James. :

« Robyn. My baby. I know your flight is getting ready to take off. So I'm writing this to you so you can be ready for this new page.

Im goin to tell you this, and ear me out when I say: You got this.

You're smart, kind, open minded,fierce, talented, reliable, honest and a fighter. I know life ain't did good to you lately, and it's destroying me to see you leave but baby it's a fresh start. Leave all the madness, the pain and the self doubt where you at because LA is goin to be fire baby. No more drama, no more pathetic boyfriend, no more struggling. Put yourself above everything, because you deserve it. Keep your mental healthy. Communicate more, talk free and never be afraid to make people to ear your voice.

As I always say to you, even if the blood don't link us, you mean the world to me. Whenever you need anything blow my phone. I will always have an eye on you even if I know you are and you are becoming a boss a bitch woman every single day.

I know you are goin to kill it.

Text me when you arrive to your new home

I will come visit you in few months

Theo 🤍 »

I closed my eyes, bitted my lips and hold my phone on my chest. Don't cry, don't cr- too late. Tears were all over my face as I try to mute myself. Even I tried to hide it, I was feeling shitty. And those words just gave me the feeling of being discovered. I don't know how it was possible. Even if Theo and I were closed I have difficulties to talk out when I'm not feeling myself. And with this message I knew that all this time he knew how I felt but give me my space.

LA be good to me please.

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🎧 1 pound - Brymo

The sunlight woke me this morning. I really need to buy curtains. I mean in the rest of the place it's not that important, but wake this way is so uncomfortable. I like the darkness in my bedroom you know ? And all this light, god chill out 🤣

I stood up and head ou to the bathroom and then to the kitchen. I watched the board where I wrote my to do list yesterday night. Yeaaaa i'm trying to be more disciplined woman. I mean organized but sometimes I get too lazy. Like if I invented the word lazy myself.

End the bathroom Shopping at the supermarket Look for a car End the suitcase Work out (you can do this)

I laugh at myself knowing that I will probably not doing the last one. I washed my dishes and turn on the speaker to get in a better mood. I clean a little some stuff since there was still some cardboard here and there. I find myself dancing in front the big mirror in one of the corridor when my phone rang. I didn't know the number so I turned of the music and clear my throat.

« Robyn Matthew, how can I help you » « Hi Robyn this is William. I am with Olivia, you're on speaker. How are you ? » « Hello Robyn »

Ow my new bosses.

« Oh hello to both of you, I'm great thank you to ask. How about you two ? » « We're good ourself thank you. Have you settled yet ? » « Mmh there is still few unopened cardboards but I'm good » « Good to ear that » « You will love LA » Olivia said « I hope so, how can I help you ? » « Well Robyn we were wondering, sorry to ask again but weren't you supposed to start today ?»

My eyes grew wide as my eyebrow start dancing. I wasn't supposed to start today hell no

« I don't think so, I mean I asked to the RH department to postponed my arrival since I have a trip planned » « Oh my baaaaaaaaaad » Olivia shooted « What is it » he asked to Olivia I think « I totally forgot to tell you, Cindy told me few weeks ago but it disappeared from my mind »

My heart stoped racing fast when I told them

« You scared me ! » « I'm so sorry Robyn, William I'm sorry too » « Oh it's ok, you owe us a coffe when she arrives » « Deal » she said laughing « You better note that, or you will forget it too » « Very funny » « Anyway sorry to have bothered you Robyn » William said « It's fine » « Where are you going ? » Olivia asked « Sorry ? » « You said you are goin on a trip, where is it ? »

I twisted my face. How is that suppposed to concern them ? Robyn stay open, be nice, they're just trying to be nice.

« Tulum » « Oh Mexico, well lucky you » « Oh my god, I wish I could have holidays to a place like this » « Anyway Robyn, enjoy you're trip and come back to us resourced. You can't wait to work with you » « Thank you, see you soon » « Bye »

I hang up, a weird feeling in my guts. I mean they were nice. But I'm not really use to have this kind of conversation with my bosses. I tought that they were a good duo both of them. I find myself a little anxious about having two bosses but it's goin to be fine.

Im goin to tell you this, and ear me out when I say: You got this.

I got this. I wanted to turn back on the music. So I scrolled my screen when I saw an Instagram notification.

@bignasty wants to follow you

My face twisted again. Big nasty ? What the hell is that. I'm sure this is a porn count, or a pervet who will try to slide in my Dm. So many weird people on social medias. Thanks god the private button exists so I can control borders 😂 I clicked on it when I saw his face.

Wow.

I took few step back to my couch as my hand was on my chest. Jesus Christ. I found myself put my hand on my mouth so I don't scream and laugh akwardly. God. It was Florian. I mean I think. No no no it was him. How can you forget a face like this. I hold my breath as scrolled down his feed. This man was... l have no word. I rubbed my eyes trying to get back to earth, with a big dumb smile on my face when my phone rang

Xandra 💍 is calling

I picked up and put her on the speaker. I said hi to her in a low voice, I was feeling like I'm out of breath

« GUUUUUUUURL » she screamed « Wassup » « Did Florian asked you on Ig ? » « He did. » « GIRRRL DID YOU SAW THESE PICTURES ?!!!! » « Alexandra, i was checking him when you called » « GURRRRRRL IF YOU DONT EAT HIM ON THIS TRIP I'M KILLING YOU »

I start rubbing my eye again. He was something else. God. Why do I feel this. Then I found myself playing with my finger, where my engagement ring used to be.

It gave me a quick reminder.

« Ok he is super hot, but don't count on me for that » « You're such a child when you act like that. You know what, I'm sure you pantie is already soaking looking at his pic, so just wait. When he is goin in front of you there will be no « don't count on me for that » » « shut up » « Have you end your suite case ? » « Not yet, I think it will be handle this evening» « Ok look listen to me wisely. I don't know what you choose but switch it all up with sexiest stuff » « I'm tired of you »

We stayed on the phone for like an hour. You know how it is when besties are on the phone. All the day she kept teasing me with Florian but I didn't give attention. But I wanted to make her laugh a little so I teased her with a screen and a meme

She hit me back with a message

« gurl this is too much, you really goin to miss this chance »

What chance ? He just followed me on Instagram. I didn't even accept him yet. He must have a girlfriend, or be a fuck boy. Maybe is he gay. Ok Robyn overthinking AGAIN. It's goin to be cute holidays. I don't want to mess this up.

—— 3836 words

Wassup guys ?

How do you feel about this beginning ?

Is everything understable ? I'm French so you know you girl is struggling a little 🙈

Do not hesitate to give me feedbacks, react, and all that stuff

Next step, Tulum baby 🥵

Take care

NEXT PART

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theravencawsatmidnight · 4 years

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My last Nsfw for awhile.

A commissioned Fic .

Summary. Hero Killer Stain finds a hell hound Reader who is hard to control and takes her in .

“Easy..easy…” Stain whispered to you , reaching out to pet your head. “I know it hurts but - ow.” He chuckled looking at his arm in your mouth .

You had gotten hurt tonight during a purge , running straight for the hero without thinking, without hearing Chizome yelling for you to stop. The Hero got you on your side leaving a gash , you stumbled to the ground growling clutching the cut , blood seeping through your fingers . Chizome groaned jumping down from the building he was perched on landing on the Hero stabbing him in the throat

Chizome glanced up at your struggling body, tail going nuts setting everything on fire around you , smoke started to gather and Chizome pulled his sword free getting up walking towards you . You snarled up at him swinging your claws at him. Chizome crouched down putting his hand on your head, slowly you fought him , pushing at his chest biting him all over , “rrr!!!!! Raaaarr…!!!!!!!!” You headbutted his chest and Chizome let go of you standing up. He needed to get you home before you bled out . You got on all fours ready to pounce on him .

“Serra, Knock.It.Off.”

“RRRRrrr!!!!”

“Serrano.” He snapped his fingers watching your ears twitch and fall down, the flames dwindling.

Your legs got numb from being hunched over and gave out under you , your tail was still bright and fully formed and the fire was getting closer to you both. “Serra, come here.”

“RRRR...rrrr…”

“Now.”

It took you a very long few minutes to crawl to him , fire ears fully down , tail the size of an actual tail now instead of a big long fire. He wrapped his arms around you placing a hand over the cut . “There we go…” he petted you pulling you into his arms . “Lets get you patched up Serra.” He jumped up a fire escape onto a building running along it, heading home.

••

Chizome scratched your head watching the blood creep out from his arm , he continued to scratch watching it slowly take over you. Your eyes got heavy and your jaws retracted to regular teeth. Your ears and tail vanished and you fell into his lap whimpering. “I know.” He told you, still scratching . “Focus on me Serra, not the pain. It will be better soon.”

You dug your face into his lap whimpering more and more while Chizome lifted up your bloody shirt to look at the cut . It was directly down your side under your breast to your hip . He wrapped you up in a bandage doubling it up and pulling the shirt off you . “Stay here, ill get you a new shirt”. Chizome started to get uo but you had your arms around him, he tipped your chin up to see your face full of tears .

“Serra…”

“Ss...oor...ee..”

“I know you're sorry Serra, but you can't run off like that so recklessly when we don't know what the quirk is. “

You hung your head in shame leaning into his chest , resting your head on his shoulder.

“Since you're genuinely sorry i won't punish you so hard , but tonight you can't sleep in my bed.” He kisses your head picking you up so he could get up and set you down on the floor.

“Chi..”

“Ill be right back.” He waved going into his room.

Whimpering you crawled over to your makeshift bed that consisted of an old circle dog bed that you sunk into, a few heavy blankets and a pillow that said Angels Rest Here. It was full of teeth marks and holes. Quietly you gnawed on the pillow , waiting.

Chizome looked at the shirt in his hand thinking. He had a good hold on you but sometimes your quirk took over and you couldn't do anything about it. What could he do? He threw the shirt over his shoulder leaving his room and making a stop in the kitchen opening up a jar to grab something.

“Serra.” He said softly , returning to you.

Looking up your nose twitched and you dropped the pillow , mouth watering. “Sin..” you sat up whimpering.

Chizome put the shirt on you and held out a long cinnamon stick to you. You wiped your face and chomped down on the stick , your tail and ears popping out , wagging a mile a minute.

Chizome sat down with you pulling you between his arms looking at your tail while you ate the spicy stick. He grabbed hold of your tail not feeling any heat . “Serra, can you control the temperature ?”

You looked back , mouth full of crumbs making him smile , he wiped your face with his thumb . “Serra make this tail hot.”

You hopped away from Chizome sitting facing him tilting your head . Your tail was regular size right now, little flames falling off it disappearing. You looked back at the tail and it flicked getting bigger , a small heat coming from it now. Slowly your tiny claws crept out scratching the old wood floor.

“Hotter.”

The tail stretched over your head and Chizome could feel himself sweating. “Serra.”

No answer.

“Hotter.”

“RRR...rrr…” the tail started to burst sending fire to the floor catching it.

“Serra.”

“rrrrRRRRR” you lunged towards him and Chizome fell back catching you holding your arms down. “So it's the .. tail..”

You struggled against him and Chizome rolled to his feet stumbling into the wall trying to keep you secure. You screamed, swinging your tail everywhere, knocking things down and burning Chizome.

“AUYGH!!!”

“Serra!!!” He rubbed your arm with his thumb slowly walking towards the kitchen . “It's okay.. i know now.”

“AAUUGH RRR”

“The tail, the bigger it gets..” he slammed into a cabinet opening it up. “The faster you lose control.. but..” He grabbed a small tin sliding down to the floor prying your mouth open. “Maybe this can help..” He dumped Altoids into your mouth, shutting it and squeezing you.

Cold, you were cold . What is this? You looked down to see little bumps on your arms , your mouth felt like you swallowed a snowball. You gulped down the mints gasping, slowly calming down, shivering. The tail shrunk to normal size and the fires on the floor went out .

“...Chi...”

“Im here.” He heaved squeezing you.

In a flash you looked back at him and your ears fell. He was burned on the face and his neck. “Chi is here” His heavy hand fell on your hand. Your ears popping out between his fingers .

“Im okay. We know now..”

“Chi!!!”

“Sshh…” gently he turned you to him kissing your forehead. “Calm down Serra, I'm okay. Right now I want you to focus on me.”

You whimpered hugging him tightly, sobbing loudly as Chizome held you with burned arms , lightly he rubbed at your back trying to sooth you. “Good girl… such a good girl..”

••

The next couple days Chizome did not go out, instead he spent his time training you, helping you get a hold on your quirk. You lost control a few times and ended up biting Chizome a few times but he didn't mind. He never yelled at you but he did firmly punish you. Usually he would put you on the leash and tie you up to the table while he went out without you.

When he came home he was always bloody and dirty. You would pull on the leash till Chizome unhooked it and you would run around his legs rubbing on him saying ‘Chi Home.’

“Yes yes, and your punishment is over so come spend time with Chi while he makes dinner. I even got you something!”

Your eyes got wide and your quirk popped out in excitement . He pulled a bone out of his pocket holding it out for you, tail wagging you sniffed up at it making a gross face.

“..no?”

“Rr…”

He brought the bone back up setting it on the counter. “Hmm… “ He glanced down at you seeing your tail flick around. “I'll think of something.”

“Rr….”

“I promise.” Gently he pet your head and turned his attention back to the dinner.

••

At the table Chizome was feeding you some blood stake from his fork. Petting you every time you took a bite. “Good girl.” He fed you more , offering you water between bites . When you were satisfied you nuzzled into his thigh and crawled to your bed to sleep, tail swaying.

Chizome watched you while he ate his food. Things were getting better , but he wanted to test it.

The next night you finally got to go out with him again. It had been so long for you the rush you felt chasing Chizome on the rooftops was enough to make your tail grow bigger and bigger. Chizome stopped on a red roof looking back at you, his long bandages flowing in the night sky. You stopped next to him panting, tail flicking.

“Chi…”

He gave you a mint watching your tail shrink a bit . Slowly you felt more control over your quirk , your vision was clearing and your senses heightened.

“There we go.” He put his hand on your head crouching down next to you, his tongue slipping out of his mouth. “Lets see what you can do, Serra.”

You barked and your ears pointed straight up, you jumped off the building sliding down the fire escape down to the ground landing on all four.

The Heroes flinched watching you getting ready to fight , your tail stood straight up when you charged towards them grabbing on by the leg , your tail grabbing hold of the other hero by the waist sending him flying . You bit into the heroes leg crushing it causing him to fall , he grabbed your neck and you dug your claws into his arm deeply drawing blood . A crack could be heard along with a scream .

The arm fell to your feet and the hero screamed his lungs out , the last thing he saw was your happy face lunging towards him till everything went black .

Chizome walked over to you glancing at the hero who was in pieces and the other who was bended backwards against a lightpost . He crouched down next to you looking very pleased.

You panted glancing over to see his proud face. He patted your head and scratched your chin fast. “Good girl!!!!!” Your tail wagged and you yipped all excited. “Oh yes my good girl, my good little fire pup!!!” He scratched your chin more and picked you up hugging you. “So so so good!!!! You did it yes you did !!! I think someone deserves a treat!!!”

You yipped again, licking his face all over while Chizome brought you home.

••

Back at home you were sitting on Chizomes lap in your panties and underwear peppering kisses all over his face . Chizome was in his boxers grinding up into your clothed folds. “Your such a good girl for me..” he said softly into your ear . You yipped wagging your tail fast and lightly nipping at his neck.

Chizome slipped your panties off and rubbed the head of his cock against your slick slit smirking . “So wet already , just for her master .” He teased pushing into you . You giggled sliding down on his cock till you were sitting comfortably .

“Chi..”

“Hm? Yes Serra?”

You started to move up and down on his cock , your breast bouncing lightly .

“Oh you little fussy pup.” He kissed your cheek laying back, hands behind his head. “You want to please your master huh? Go ahead Serra.”

Your cheeks flushed read as you humped his cock in a steady pace , whimpering from how good he felt against your walls squeezing you just right. Slowly you got faster, louder , your tail flicking all around as you leaned forward putting your hands on his chest to balance .

Chizome held your hips, praising you the whole time you rode his cock. ‘Good girl’ ‘Your doing great’ he told you over and over while he watched you .

“Chi…” you lifted your arms up to bounce faster , chasing your release.

“Oh Serra you feel so good yes you do.” He squeezed your hips and lifted one hand to grab your collar pulling you down , the little fish tag on it jingling all around. He kissed your lips thrusting hard .

Whimpers fell from your mouth as you sped up, your ears dropping . Chizome kissed your forehead talking low. “Go ahead fire pup, cum on your master cock .”

You fell into him cumming hard, feeling it crash down on your trembling body . Chizome grunted cumming too deep inside you . “Ohh.. good girl..” he pulled you into his arms slowly sliding out of you. Lightly he pet you to calm you down . “Sshh.. guess what Serra?”

You looked up, face red and fangs growing and shrinking with each pant leaving your mouth. “Stay here, master has a treat for you.” He kissed your lips, setting you on the bed.

You snuggled his pillow gnawing on it, watching him go to the kitchen. “Rr..”

“Shh..” he looked back after opening a cabinet . “I'm coming back.” He grabbed something and made his way back to you . “Here, open it.”

It was a little bag he placed in your hands. Tilting your head at it you bit into the bag ripping it . The bone fell out but it smelled… good. You leaned down sniffing it to see little red spots all over it. Lightly you licked at the bone and your tail spiked .

“I really wanted to give you that bone fire pup, but you didn't like it.” He told you as you crawled into his arms gnawing the bone. “So I cut up some peppers and placed it in a bowl full of chunks .” You gnawed more, tail wagging. “Pepper bones, “ he kissed your head snuggling you close, smiling warmly.

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thorinthehottotty · 4 years

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Peach Fuzz - Fíli Drabble

A/N: It's Fíli Friday, I need to get uo in an hour for work and I've spent an hour trying to get back to sleep. Figured I'd give one of the babies some more attention.

Summary: Fíli teases you about being hairless and you inform him you are very much not so. When he doesn't believe him, you decide to prove it and he's shocked by how soft your skin is.

Warnings: Fluff

"Kíli, what's the matter?" I ask him when he's uncharacteristically quiet. I scoot my bed roll closer. No one's asleep yet. It's the after dinner time that everyone tells stories.

"Nothing," he offers, unconvincingly.

"He's just mad because Nori mentioned his beard. He'll pout for days." Fíli explains, despite his slightly teasing tone, I hear the note of seriousness in it. He nudges his brother gently.

"What about your beard?" I ask, turning fully to the absolute baby. He turns his chocolate pools to me and I think I feel the breaking of my heart at the insecurity there. It makes rage fill my belly and I push up to knee, rolling up my sleeves. "You tell me right now. I'll straighten this out."

Kíli cracks a weak smile. "I don't really have one. He called me beardless."

"Sweet pea," I coo softly, leaning forward to cup his face gently. Fíli blinks in surprise at the fond action. I don't catch the wave of jealousy. "Let me take a look. I see stubble all across your face... No patches missing, so it's nice and even. Even your mustache connects with the rest. It's not long, but it looks pretty full to me. Hardly beardless if you ask me." Kíli's eyes sparkle at my words, filled with hope and his cheeks take a pink hue to them.

"I'm surprised someone as hairless as you can point out features in a beard," Fíli jokes, lounging across his own bedroll.

"I'm not an elf, I have hair, dammit."

"Where? I don't see a beard." His eyes glitter mischevious. I'm hardly offended by it. He's just trying to raise his brothers spirits a bit more by teasing me.

"Women don't usually have typical 'beards', in your terms." This sparks actual intrest in there eyes. "I know a lot of women who have sideburns and mustaches they try to hide." This makes both boys drop their jaws.

"Hide them! Why on earth!?" Kíli demands.

"Our culture can be pretty harsh at times. A lot of women feel pressured to shave as much of their body hair as possible because it's concidered unattractive to a lot of men." My explination has them gaping, angry looking.

"You're kidding!"

"Nope. We've developed a lot of different ways to remove hair in my world."

"You don't have to!" Fíli gasps.

"Have to what?"

"Shave for us." I frown, confused. I hadn't shaved in weeks. It was a bit strange.

"I...I haven't. Not in a weeks. It's a bit odd, won't lie." He frowns back, so does Kíli.

"Then where is all this body hair?" He demands. I crack a grin at him.

"It's all blonde, Fí. Most of it's peach fuzz."

"Peach fuzz?" He repeats.

"Yeah, kind of like baby hair. Thin and soft. You have to look close. Look at my arm!" I push it towards him and he smirks, lifting an amused eyebrow at me. He takes my outstretched arm in his hands and leans down, tilting his head in surprise.

"Mahal damn me, there is a bit."

"That's the longer stuff. I'm literally covered in hair. Even my face. You might be able to see it if you back it with the fire." I shift my tunic off my shoulder and move in between the fire. The brothers lean closer and we've picked up attention from many of the others who are watching in amusement.

"Those are the smallest hairs I've ever seen! They're invisible!" Kíli gapes. It makes me grin and laugh at him.

"Exactly!"

"What's the point of shaving it if you can't see it?" Fíli asks.

"I don't shave my shoulders. Not really my arms either. Just really where the hair is coarser. Legs, under arms... That sort of thing." They exchange glances. "What?"

"Really, Nina. You shouldn't shave for these standards." Fíli's worried face makes me snort.

"Pft. The only one who sees it is me. I shave because of how it feels, not to look pretty." This shocks them both. In fact it shocks most of the company. There is a moment of silence before they begin to roar in protest. "Calm down! I'll explain!" I laugh, turning toward everyone as they reluctantly stop their hollars of horror.

"Now, like I said, I don't shave for other people, I shave for me. It's pretty common where I'm from. Some women shave their legs, underarms, arms, groin, any thing below the head is free game. Even bellies. I am incredibly fair haired already so I don't have the same stress that a lot of women with darker hair do, in fact I have a low amount compaired to most women." I explain, this has them sitting forward eagerly. Pulling at the leg of my pants has them looking a bit uncomfortable but the brothers eagerly lean in. "See, even my leg hair is patchy."

"That's so strange. I've never seen that."

"You said its been weeks? That's longer than weeks."

"I think men have faster growing hair then you guys. Give me another month and it'll be grown back in." Fíli squints at the leg then shrugs.

"Anyway, I like to shave, given the oppertunity!" I announce. "Since this hair is coarser than the rest it feels a bit strange. When I shave it smooths the skin out and makes them soft and shiny. That's pretty much it." I feel the judgement off a select few who obviously find that to to be the dumbest reason alive to possibly do that.

"You're saying you shave to make yourself soft?" Fíli asks, not quite comprehending.

"Do you wanna feel?" I offer.

"Alright." I reach for the back of my (Fíli's) tunic and drag it up, making both boys gape.

"It's just my back. Besides, it's for educational purposes." I grin, dragging it over my head. My front is still covered but the flesh of my back and the straps of my bar are exposed completely. I peak back when they hesitate.

"You're sure?"

"Yes, it's fine!" I laugh. Finally, I feel a hand, warm to the touch, brush over my back. Then a second one.

"Incredible! Your skin is so soft!" Kíli gapes with excitement. Now the other dwarves are leaning in, curious. It makes me beam. They had their hair, I had my skin.

"So you only shave your legs?" Ori asks.

"My legs and underarms are usually it."

"What else do you shave?" Bofur asks. I give an awkward chuckle.

"Uhh... How do I..." It's hard to find a term when I have Fíli still softly stroking my back with his thumbs.

Dwalin's eyes widen and he glances down the front of himself. "How!?" He demands loudly. The shock of his reaction has me in tears. I cover my mouth as I find myself rolling into the crown prince laughing. He apparently had sat up and scooted directly behind me.

"It's not easy!" I call through my laughter. Horror filled the faces of those around us. "We have specific razors and shaving products to help prevent nicks and razor burns. Plus there are other ways too, waxing it is popular." I explain when they all cringe away. Fíli's hands have moved to my shoulders, gently stroking the skin benieth my tunic. I flash him a grin.

"Do you like it?"

"Can't say I'd ever try it."

"Not waxing, you dingus. My skin." He blinks in surprise, his cheeks flushing a bit.

"It's very nice. So soft." He nearly whispered the last part.

"Good, keep going, your hands are warm."

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