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ceciffeinated · 1 year

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pudding? pudding. | ꒰ richard de vulpian ╲ short story ꒱

⪩ ☁︎．pairing: richard de vulpian × femme!reader (third pov). ⪩ ☁︎．scenario: vulpian household. ⪩ ☁︎．warning: null. sfw. heavily implied romance.

⠀⠀(y/n) seemed to be reluctant. as much as she was a close friend of seigi, she wouldn’t dare believe he would put this much trust to her.

⠀⠀apparently, her raven-haired friend was catching up with the rapid orders the customers had reserved and his boss, richard de vulpian, was instructed to further stay back home as he just recovered from a nasty cold.

⠀⠀“you’ll be just giving him pudding,” seigi reassured her on the phone. by then, (y/n) was already inside the de vulpian household because she was a regular there, courtesy of her frequent visitations with seigi. furthermore, she’s the kitchen’s best friend. “besides, you already made it.”

⠀⠀“yes, but that was because you were around to share it with me. and mr-”

⠀⠀“richard. come on, (y/n). you’ve been acquainted with him already and he even permitted you to address him by his given name.”

⠀⠀she sighed, tapping her fingers on the cold, marble counter in the kitchen. seigi had a point, but still. why would a common person like her was allowed to address someone whose stature can be comparable to a god?

⠀⠀“i will drop by and give him pudding. but, please, as much as it bothers you, i would still address him formally.” (y/n) dropped the call. pocketing her phone, you carried the plate of pudding to the study room. where else the handsome jeweler might be?

⠀⠀(y/n) padded down the long, elegant hall. it was decorated with vases filled with exotic flowers and marvelous paintings hanging on the walls. she was too mesmerized to realize she has finally reach her destination. the only indication she was there was when richard opened the door.

⠀⠀(y/n) flinched and nearly drop the plate.

⠀⠀heavens!, she thought. a heart attack was almost sufficient! “mr de vulpian!” (y/n) stammered as she faced the dashing blond gentleman. he always have that effect on her - to remain stand still and breathless at the sight of him.

⠀⠀recognizing the female, the reserved man etched a smile on his lips. if he knew better, he could have been expecting a rolling gem. he greeted, “hello, (y/n). fancy seeing you here.”

⠀⠀(y/n)’s hands were quaking, too astonished to register what he said for a few moments.

⠀⠀it was like this for a few silent moments - a pair of striking azure eyes staring down at a gleaming pair of (e/c) orbs, unblinking; no words were uttered because of the uncertainty in the air; a pair of hands firmly dropped on the sides, another pair invisibly quaking under the harmless scrutiny of the man.

⠀⠀the piercing intensity of the gaze made (y/n) squeamish and squirmish internally that she decided to look at another piece of interest - the pudding on the china plate. richard followed her switched gaze.

⠀⠀“pudding?” he calmly inquired.

⠀⠀“pudding,” (y/n) replied, affirming his guess.

⠀⠀he opened the door wider and gestured for the (h/c) beauty to come inside. he beckoned, “bring it with you. i’ll have it while i study.”

⠀⠀(y/n) had always knows richard has a vigor to study foreign languages and this was for him to easily communicate with his customers from all across the globe. this made him an efficient businessman in his line of successful career.

⠀⠀(y/n) nodded and followed him swiftly. he sat down on the chair before a small, round table. it can fit two people who planned to dine on it. she took the other chair and placed the sweet treat before him.

⠀⠀“thank you,” the jeweler smiled. he took the fork and sliced a piece of it. raising the fork to his lips, he bit on the pudding and ate it.

⠀⠀(y/n) was anxious of what he thought about the pudding she made. of course, she’s a very decent chef and baker. she had to be since she’s opted to live independently from her parents back in the province. working in the city was hard, but taking care of herself alone was harder. (well, she had a support system of friends but she decided it’s best if she provide for herself.)

⠀⠀the lovely sweetness of pudding exploded in richard’s mouth and it caught him off-guard. he had never tasted such a heavenlier pudding! it was just the right amount of sugar and creaminess mashed together in one. when it traveled down his throat - delightful! he felt his eyes brightened up and gleam even brighter than the precious gems. his gentle smile turned child-like and mirthful as he finished the first bite.

⠀⠀“where have you gotten this pudding, (y/n)?” even your name sounded lovelier-sweeter when he addressed you! “this tastes like heaven itself.”

⠀⠀the praise made (y/n) flustered. why wouldn’t it? it came from the world most-renowned jeweler and it’s like having a king complimenting a common folk. well, at least to her, anyways.

⠀⠀“well,” the girl said. “i made it.” she didn’t say it so with much enthusiasm. instead, she hunched her shoulders and tore her eyes away from the pudding and the jeweler - a turning point of being flustered, indeed.

⠀⠀to richard, her reaction was a darling. he said, “i love it, (y/n). tell me, if i ate this all up, can i have more?”

⠀⠀the request sounded like a child asking for more candy! but, of course, how could (y/n) refuse? besides, he liked it- no, he loved it.

⠀⠀(y/n) answered, “of course, mr de vulpian. you can have the whole pan.” she joshed with the last line, seeing that the atmosphere lightened.

⠀⠀as reserved as he was, richard face turned even sweeter to look at - a gentle, beaming smile at (y/n) and a dreamy-euphoric look in his eyes. as if he was in love!

⠀⠀no, no, no. certainly not. you’re getting ahead of yourself, (y/n), she chided as she maintained the gaze with her own eyes. admittedly, those piercing blue eyes made it impossible for her look away, despite badly wanting to look at something else that won’t cause her heart to flip or her stomach to squirm.

⠀⠀“that’s what i like to hear,” he finally said. he finished the plate at once, which didn’t surprise (y/n) at all. instead, she fondly gazed at him. of course, she fully knew his attention would be onto the pudding. when he finished, (y/n) immediately grabbed ahold of the plate.

⠀⠀she said, “i’ll get you some more.” honestly, she wasn’t sure to give him a plate or the whole pan of pudding. but she decided to be respectful and hand him a plate or two.

⠀⠀he nodded. but as she stood, he added, “make it two, please.”

⠀⠀figuring it would be an extra plate for him to consume, (y/n) nodded and left promptly. once she’s out of the door, she breathed a sigh of relief.

⠀⠀little did she knew, the reserved jeweler can be cunning in his own rights. of course, it wasn’t his plan in the first place, but he decided it’s about time he ought to listen to seigi.

⠀⠀this little game has to be done and be over with.

⠀⠀he has one last gem to cut and its his and hers.

⪩ ☁︎．note: republished for archiving purposes; heavy wip; under semi-hiatus.

#pudding? pudding.#richard #de vulpian #richard de vulpian #ff #fanfiction #richard ff #ricahrd de vulpian ff #richard de vulpian fluff #𝓒ᴇc̲ɪ̲ᴊᨵᴠ̲ᴇ 𝓛ɪ̲ᴀ̲qᴜ̲ᨵʀ̲ᴇ

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angeletombee · 4 months

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I’m suddenly craving pease pud

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#yes I’m aware of what they are #I’ve made faggots ffs #but watch this video all the way through #it’s just outstanding #and an excellent starter guide to WWII rationing and cookery #SAVE THAT BUTTER PAPER!!#lgbtq #lgbt humour #faggots and pease pudding #wwii recipe #wwii history #ww2 germany #Youtube

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 2 months

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can't stop thinking about someone comparing roman and darling's relationship to harley and joker's...roman would not respond well to that.

this would probably happen with a darling who loves him back. maybe you did hate him at first, maybe you have stockholm syndrome, but it doesn't matter. you're devoted to him now. you accept the affection he gives and the pain he inflicts.

and the thing is...his darling is not a well kept secret despite his efforts. you might be locked up in his penthouse 24/7, but it's impossible to hide you away from everyone.

his goons and staff know about you out of necessity. some of the more trusted ones are assigned to guard you when he's not around. they can all hear him fucking you, hear him making you scream almost every day.

maybe one of his goons makes an offhand comment about the boss getting his own little version of a harley. or maybe word gets out about you and another rogue slyly brings you up in a meeting and implies black mask and joker having something in common.

oh, he'd be seething. he'd hate it so fucking much.

Frrrr

I mean Roman and Joker are both very aware that what they're doing is wrong, they just don't care. But they differ in that Roman will never lay a hand on Darling outside of getting rough in bed (even when he gets that initial violent urge, he just throws furniture or beats someone else in the vicinity). If he's gonna punish them, he's making them watch while he brutalizes someone or leaving them confined until they beg to be let out. He's drugging them so they're too out of it to try running. He's keeping their family at arm's length and he's not above going after them if it means he can get what he wants. I say that he won't outright hit his Darling but he'll do pretty much everything else. Ffs this is the man who tortured a teenage girl to near death and who killed an entire wing of a hospital just to get access to his father.

Both of them DO view what they're feeling as love, but they have a very different and fucked up way of showing it. Joker DOES sometimes have a weird affection for Harley that he can't explain and doesn't like acknowledging, but it isn't love. In No Man's Land when she goes off on her own and is distant towards him, he actually finds himself wanting her around. I like versions of their relationship where Joker feels...something. Not love because he's incapable of it. But something that he can't really feel with anyone else.

Roman on the other hand does feel love, but he's a violent and angry mob boss who will prioritize himself over Darling's freedom and well-being 99% of the time. But he won't take any kind of comparisons to himself and Joker. For one, he keeps his girl safe and doesn't slap her around the way Joker does with his girlfriend-cum-sidekick. He doesn't string Darling along the way Joker does with Harley and her desire for a truly loving relationship.

Also Roman doesn't neglect Darling emotionally or sexually the way Joker does Harley. Like if Darling hopped on Roman's desk in lingerie and wanted to "ride her favorite Italian stallion", he would throw everything he was doing out the window. If she appeared naked out of a tub filled with pudding, he's gonna lick it all off and fuck her so much that the cleaning staff won't tell what's coom and what's vanilla.

Also even with a wooden lacquer mask melted to his face, he can still eat pussy better than Joker. Not a high bar to pass but still. He's the only one allowed to joke about Darling getting a splinter down there tho

#thots #.dc #.arkhamverse #yandere dc #yandere arkhamverse #.black mask #yandere black mask #.myshit

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culxiaa-fn · 5 months

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[Mark of Love]

There is a theory, a fairy tale about how mole is where the places where your past lovers frequently left a kiss. Ace thinks it's ridiculous, ridiculously "cringe" and ridiculously Sappy. Yet Ace out of all people knew it, no matter how much he denied.

This comes from one theory that is quite popular. Kantokusei is looped by someone's magic. Also the moles(?) The location is based on my own body HAHAHA I'm forcing myself to look at my own body while showering then i noticed I have quite a lot of beauty marks. I have no idea why I'm writing ngl very self indulgent.

- Fem&AFAB!reader

|| slight suggestive, nothing serious it's just Ace being bratty. Slight Angst at the end(?)|| Hint that kantokusei's death || Ace Trappola return by death era ||

--- Masterlist ---

Everyone got one or two moles on their body either its an easily visible area or more hidden one.

There is a tale, a bed time story, an old wives tales- how beauty mark is the place where your past lovers like to kiss.

Ridiculous, Ace thought it was ridiculous- nothing more nothing less, it's just a silly story.

Yet, when lying on the bed with her right by his sides, kantokusei is showing all her moles. The areas where he knew the best.

After all... There's no smoke without fire... All fairy tales come from somewhere that hold some sort of truth. And Ace out of all people knows this, tiny dots across kantokusei body, like an artist painting on his empty canvas.

Of course he knew, of course he remembered, he is the one that left those marks afterall.

Lower right, below your lips

Ace loves to tease kantokusei, he lives for her angry faces, the grumpy hufs and he loves when kantokusei sulk about it.

Call him sadist or anything, but lives for her angry pout quietly sulking refuse to admit her loss.

But it won't be long, Ace despite his words of being chosen is often very provocative, and when he wears that extremely annoying and punchable smirk, he has this charm that allows him to easily win people.

Ace:"Neeeee~ kantokusei, I'm sorry... Stop giving me a cold shoulder. I'm a very sensitive person you know?? "

[name]:"..."

Ace: " come on, it's been a while since we spent time together without anyone bothering us, are you sure you want to spend it like this??"

Ace: "I will give you a kiss, So can you stop sulking? I'm sorry okay..?? I will replace the pudding that I ate so yeah? Come on~"

Slowly Ace comes closer, purposely he misses her lips.

[name]: " Hmm..., don't tease.."

Ace:v" mm? I won't give it unless you forgive me~"

On right shoulder

Ace is by no means a genius, but that doesn't make him a hardworking person either.

I mean studying is tiring you know?? All these numbers and names that he has to memorize??

The warmth from his girlfriend and the softness of the bed is not helping him at all.

Yet, his girlfriend is just annoyingly hardworking.

And Ace had enough, who studies when their boyfriend is right here?? Normal people already gave up 30 minutes ago right??? Yet why is his girlfriend still stubbornly refusing to rest?

If being whiny is not enough then times to plan B.

Ace: "kantokusei~ we have been studying for a while now... Let's take a nap?"

*kiss* *kiss*

[name]: "you mean me right? You have been procrastinating"

Ace: " It's very comfortable right now, we still have 2 days until the test. Let's take a nap?"

Moving her hair out of his way, his lips connected to the exposed area.

*kiss* *kiss*

[name]: "Ace, you are distracting"

Inner left thigh

Running while it's pouring is really not a good idea. In Ace's defence, the planning part is usually done by Kantokusei, I mean there is a reason why Rook-senpai call Kantokusei "trickster".

And Kantokusei managed to trick Azul ffs of course he left the thinking part to her.

But Kantokusei is tired from thinking today, they just finished their magic history test after all, so Ace being a good boyfriend he is will help kantokusei do the thinking.

Doesn't mean it's a good idea- and now they are soaking.

[name]:"Ace, do you have extra pants or shorts?? My laundry didn't make it-"

Ace & [name]:"where's your clothes?" "where's your pants?”

Ace: Woah woah, aren't it a bit early to be seducing me?? Kantokusei so lewd~

[name]: where's YOUR clothes?!

Ace: now, now I'm not the problem here. You see many shirtless guys around here- Kantokusei you have to be careful you know? Men are wolves.

Ace Trappola can never take his eyes off this person, either from a sheer absurdity of some words that left her mouth, or to make sure this person didn't get in any unnecessary trouble, Ace can't avert his eyes from this person.

When they start dating, Ace finds out one thing about him that surprises even himself. He is clingy, and craves kantokusei's hand on his body and his hands on her body.

Either by secretly entwining their hand under their desk, to keep his hand on her shoulder, Ace needs some form of contact.

Now in all her glory, thighs exposed, Ace feels like a very deprived virgin. And not any languages or words can explain what possesses him to pin her on the sofa and bite kantokusei's thigh.

Two above left eyebrow

Ace is far from "boyfriend" materials in fact he is far from it. In fact people have said to him he has a very irritating personality and punchable face.

Ace is not a perfect boyfriend, every word that leaves his mouth can be irritating. Every time he speaks it very much has the potential to pissed some off.

Yet at this time when her tears drop on his hand, it sears his skin, every chocked sobs feels like a sword piercing his heart.

At times like this, Ace wishes he was good with words so he could stop those tears from flowing out of her eyes.

Instead, Ace left a faint kiss above her eyes, no Ace won't ask her to stop crying, Ace knows how frustrated it can be. Instead he hoped this clumsy action could bring some sort of comfort to her.

In the middle of the ring finger at right palm

Again, it happens again. Smoke, fire, collapse building, aching all over his body, blood stained his hand and distant sounds of a monster growling. How many times has Ace seen this sight? How many times has he been through this.

He has to- he NEED to find her. Only kantokusei can calm that spoiled cat. Only kantokusei can stop that damn cat from throwing tantrums.

Ah, again and again and again and again and again. Ace is sick seeing this view. Red everything is red.

Ace thinks red suits her, but not this kind of red. The jam from the unbirthday party tart, the red roses where they painted it together, the red mark Ace put on her face as a joke to make them match.

Ace thinks red suits her because red is his signature color. But this, Ace feels like he's gonna throw up.

Ah but he did throw up didn't he? The first few times he saw this sight.

Again he failed, again and again and again. Just what does he have to do?? Grim's rampage will be stopped later, he knows, just how many times do you think he has been through this. That's good right? A monster is defeated by a knight, that's how a fairy tale goes right?? That's when they reach their happy ending right??

Ace is selfish, he won't let this world have their happy ending without her, even if it means having to go through this hell a few hundred times more.

[name]: "Ace..."

Ace: "hey, dont talk, save your energy"

[name] : "Ace, grim... "

Ace: " worry about yourself right now"

[name]: "Ace....? What are you doing..?"

Ace: "sorry, forgive me. I'm so sorry. Let's meet again later okay? In front of the Great Seven statue remember? We always meet there"

And so with a kiss on her palm. A promise, an oath.

Ace think the world can go fuck themselves.

If it means going through this hundreds or even thousands times so he can achieve the ending where both her and the world save that he will do it.

#*insert Re:Zero Return by Death sound*#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #ace trappola x reader #ace trappola #ace trapolla x reader #twst #twst ace #twst ace x reader #twst x reader #my writing

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dappersheep · 8 months

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She was so close. So, so close lmao

S'alright, dear forbidden cake. You'll live on.

#food fantasy #ff black forest cake #ff black pudding #ff stargazey pie #ff surstromming #ff margarita

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dduane · 1 year

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Today's cranky baking vaguepost, "Unclear On The Concept" dep't

So I want a burger, and I'd like a bun for it, but we don't have any in the freezer. It happens.

So: time to find a fast burger bun recipe.

A bit of googling turns up a promising-looking one. The recipe calls for easily twice the usual amount of yeast and about a quarter cup of sugar, which are set aside to pre-prove. ...A bit unusual for an active dry yeast, but whatever. The recipe, though, then earnestly enjoins me (twice!), "Do not allow to rise."

Sorry, how do I manage that exactly?

Because—especially after proving the yeast—WTF am I meant to do? That dough now contains 20g of yeast on a sugar rush. The little beasties are busy doing exactly what a billion years of evolution have taught them to. And now I have to keep them from raising the dough? Gee, thanks. Will blandishments work, perhaps? Death threats? An injunction? FFS.

...Also: the recipe, while promising, comes from a website so thickly wallpapered with ads that it's nearly impossible to deal with. Yeah, I understand perfectly well that a site of this kind likes to make enough money to keep itself afloat. Or more, if it can. And yeah, we've got a long-running food site (about to be redesigned/replatformed, it's so overdue, don't judge me...). And sure, we've got ads, but not like this. This is ridiculous.

And then after you've scrolled aaaaaaaall the way down to the actual recipe... past the pictures that are mostly inserted to make the page's real estate friendly to yet more ads... you'd better move real quick, because if you don't the page will reload itself and make you scroll aaaaaaaalll the way down again.

I'd be embarrassed to put people through that kind of thing. WTF WTF.

(muttering)

...Anyway. The finished buns don't look bad, but the proof of the pudding (in the word's original sense as used for the yeast, the one that means "to test something") will as usual lie in opening them up after they've cooled to find out how the texture is. We'll soon see...

ETA: Here's one cut open. The texture's fairly close, but that makes sense for a burger bun. The flavor's a bit sweet for my taste, so when I make these again I'll cut back on the sugar.

...And now I get to actually have my burger. Yay! (The original recipe for the buns is over here.)

#burger buns #recipe sites #yeast #yeast gonna do what yeast gonna do

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cutiedwaekki · 7 months

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KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

here it is , as i promised a kinktober 2023 edition 🤭

But for those who don't knlw what a kinktober is let me give you a quick description :

A kinktober is when the month of october come , during the whole month there is a ff posted everyday about a kink

Here it'll mostly be feederism and wg but read the tags of each day so you won't feel disturbed if some them don't suit you

Btw the fic will be short ≈ 800 to 1000 words so i can write one for every day without having to worry too much because yes, I have a life on the side

/!\ it can happen that someday i won't post for some reasons but please know that with college i ain't have much time so i'll do my best to respect the delay /!\

so enough talk you'll find here all the ff i'll post during october (each link will apparate when i'll post them 🎃

1st : request , kirby , hyunsung ; stuffing ; belly rub ; feedrism ; burp , kind of mention of vore but as a joke that turn on Hyunjin

2nd : request , espresso , 2yeon ; enemies to lover ; weight gain denial ; office au

3rd : rewind , f.i.l.a , minchan , weight gain , fit to fat , clothes ripping , fluff

4th : rewind , paint me naked , changjin , smut

5th : original , pudding , jeongchan , harley quinn!jeongin , weight gain , stuffing

6th : original , halazia , ateez ot8 , pirate!au , magic weight gain , rapid weight gain

7th : rewind , dr.bang , chanlix , doctor!au , teasing , humilliation , smut

8th : original , TT , twice ot9 , inspired by tt mv , reader in it , reader wg , gn reader

9th : original , skzoo , ot8 , magic wg , suit inflation , rapid wg

10th : original , puppy m detective (short version) , murder , mention of violence , forced stuffing , breaking furniture , angst but fluff at the end

11th : original , revenge , Jihoon centric , force feeding , mention of bullying

12th : original , dream come true , Chan centric , harem , royal au , stuffing

13th : original , snow white , sunsun , fairytail au , rapid wg

14th :original , good family , Jeongin centric skz family au , weight gain denial

15th : rewind , love4eva , minchan , honeymoon , weight gain denial , tight clothes , button popping , teasing

16th : original , my real fan , changlix , online!au , camboy changbin , nsfw

17th : original , mr.policeman , seungbin , inspired by brooklyn99 , police!au , involuntary weight gain , wg denial , clothes ripping

18th : rewind , channies room , Chan centric , mukbang au , stuffing , wg denial , button popping

19th : original , kind of magic part 2 , ot8 , fairy au , magic wg , stuffing

And more ...

Request can be made for the kinktober and its even strongly encouraged because I don't think I have enough to do everything 😭

#cdoldfic #cdrandomideas #cdrandomtalks #my fics #my fic #weight gain #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #kinktober masterlist

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justforreaders · 15 days

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Heyy!

I'm a 23 year old kpop fan who lives in the USA and my pronouns are she/her. My ult bias is Lee know of Stray Kids!! My favories groups are Skz, Enhypen, and BTS. My Enha bias is Heeseung and my BTS bias is Jungkook. All I do on this app is read ff at like 2 am, cuz I don't sleep and literally worship coffee, so all the "posts" I have on my blog are just my favorite fics reblogged. Fun fact about me : I've loved pudding AND cats since before I was a Lee know stan!!! My dream is to meet SKZ one day 🥺 So, yep🫰🫰🫰

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ohsoray · 2 years

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I really hope the Blackbeard Pirates capture Law, solely because I think it would be funny to have him, Coby and Pudding interact while they are sitting in adjacent cells waiting to hear what Blackbeard wants from them

Pudding and Coby talking about how awesome the Strawhats are and Law is just sitting with them like ffs, thought I left those guys behind after Wano

They swap stories of some of their adventures with the Strawhats and get a little competitive over who has the craziest tale and who knows the Strawhats best

Maybe we'll actually find out something about the Rocky Port Incident, given that we know Law, Coby and Blackbeard were all involved in some form?

#one piece #one piece spoilers #op spoilers #trafalgar law #coby #charlotte pudding #blackbeard #marshall d. teach

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cxlxrx · 2 years

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Pinky Swear

Characters: Soldier Boy, Hughie, Butcher, the other Boys

Pairing: Soldier Boy & Hughie

Summary: Hughie accidentally freed the hero of the heroes Soldier Boy. But he changed, he's more weapon than human. From this day on he follows Hughie around like a watchdog. So Hughie has a walking and high traumatized atomic bomb following him everywhere, great...

Rating: mature

Warnings: canon typical violence, PTSD

WC: (will be added when the fanfic is finished but every chapter is around 2.000-3.000 words long)

A/N: the pairing can be interpret as romantically or as friendship, it's up to you. There will be no smut or sexual content in the ff. I will upload another part when it's finished. English is not my first language so please excuse any gramma or spelling mistakes. I would be happy about any feedback <3

A big thank you to my beta reader @lifeisthisilikethis without your help I wouldn't upload this fanfic. You're amazing, thanks <3

Chapter 1

Hughie knew his luck. His non-existent luck. Why did the fucked up shit always happen to him? What did he do to the universe that it wanted to punish him this fucking much? He sat behind a big tank in a secret Russian lab and tried not to make any noises. Hughie thought the lab was abandoned. Butcher told him it was. Yeah, fuck this!

It wasn't or at least it wasn't anymore. He had found the papers and that same moment he heard the sound of approaching footsteps. The footsteps of many people, right outside of the massive metallic door. He had just made it behind the big tank at the end of the room before the door was broken open.

Now he sat behind this tank and contemplated his life decisions. If he will make it out of here alive, he will never listen to Butcher again. He peeked around the corner of the tank. The men had guns. Big guns. They were searching the desks, probably for the same thing he did. But they wouldn't find the papers, Hughie had already found them.

One of the men turned his head and Hughie immediately pressed tight against the back of the tank. "I think somebody is here", the man said and Hughie's heart almost stopped. He pressed his hands to his mouth to prevent any noise from coming out. He heard steps coming in his direction. He needed something to defend himself with! At least he would die with dignity.

Blindly, he grabbed behind himself, but he didn't consider the many buttons on the back of the tank. He pushed one. The tank made a whirring sound and vibrated slightly. Hughie winced hard, fuck. He just signed his death sentence. Fuck, he wanted to do so many things in life. He was only 25!

"What the fuck?", one of the men screamed.

Gun fire sounded through the room, deafening.

"What the fuck, who the fuck let him out?!"

An ugly cracking was audible, followed by a high pitched scream.

"Fucking shoot him!"

Hughie squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his hands to his ears. He had been through fucked up situation with Butcher before. But they were together at least! Being alone was so much worse.

After some time, the shooting and the screaming stopped. Hughie slowly opened one eye and then the other. Silence. He peeked around the tank. The goons with their big guns were now only a bloody mess on the floor. One guy’s chest was ripped open like a fucking fruit. Some bodies were missing heads. Hughie felt himself getting sick. There was so much blood. Whatever this did this would probably do the same to him. And Hughie didn't want to stay and have his theory proven right. Carefully he got up on his feet. His legs felt like pudding. Slowly and with shaky legs, he walked around the tank. The sight that presented itself to him would haunt his nightmares. The floor was slippery with blood and guts and bones, all that was left of the intruders, a efficient, brutal massacre. Hughie pressed his hand to his mouth to stop himself from puking all over the floor. He went further into the room and froze. In the middle of all that bloodshed stood a man.

He was naked and covered in blood and he was staring at Hughie. Hughie felt a strong wave of dizziness and goose bumps appeared all over his body. He couldn't really make out the man’s facial expression in the darkness that was only broken by a red emergency light. But he could catch a glimpse of his eyes. They were blank. The man didn't move an inch. He had a full beard and long, greasy hair. Slowly Hughie walked across the room to the door. Trying not to look at the floor, but always keeping his eyes on the man. When he was almost at the door the man moved.

He took a step in Hughie’s direction. And then another. And another. Hughie should run, he knew that very well, but he was frozen in place. Now the man stood only a few inches away from him. He just looked at him like he was... waiting for something...? "Ehm, I would like to go if that's okay", Hughie said with shaky voice and forced a laugh out of his throat, "yeah ehm, thanks for saving me, I guess."

He made a step towards the door. The man tilted his head. Slowly Hughie walked out the door, eyes still fixed on the bloody, naked man. The man moved again and followed him out of the room. What the fuck?

"W-what are you doing?", Hughie asked in a high pitched voice.

The man didn't answer. Did he actually understand him? Hughie wasn't so sure. But the man made no move to hurt him, so Hughie's anxiety lowered a bit. Hughie started walking back through the tunnel to the entrance door. The guy followed him. Completely silent. Even his footsteps were inaudible.

"You can't come with me", Hughie tried to explain, "but you are free now, you can go wherever you want."

The man’s eyes remained blank. Hughie opened the door leading back to the outside world as he gestured for him to walk through.

"You can go."The man looked at him. He walked outside and looked up at the sky. He narrowed his eyes. How long has it been since he’s seen the sunlight? Hughie suddenly asked himself. Probably a long time, judging by the way he was looking at the blue sky.

"Yeah well, thanks again for saving me and good luck to you", Hughie said and walked over to his car.

He just wanted to leave this fucking place. He hurriedly unlocked the driver’s door, and when he turned around again, the man was standing right in front of him. Hughie nearly had a heart attack.

"God damnit", he hissed and leaned on the car door.

"You really wanna come with me, don't you?"

The man tilted his head again.They were standing so close to each other Hughie could see how the blood slowly drying on the other’s face. He didn't want to take the man with him, he really didn't. The man killed a bunch of heavily armed well trained men in under two minutes. And he did it in such a brutal and bloody way...

Hughie just didn't want to ever see it again. But probably complaining about how he didn't want to take the man with him would make the situation much worse. So after a moment of consideration, he made his decision.

"You can ride shotgun but first", he made his way around the car to the trunk, "cover yourself."

"Are ya’ fucking kidding me?", Butcher asked, and Hughie could clearly hear the anger in his voice, mixed with an undertone of surprise.

"He just followed me, okay?", Hughie tried to explain.

"Yeah, ya’ already fucking said that. Also ya’ said ya’ found him in this fucked up Russian base and he kinda saved ya’."

Hughie and Butcher were standing across the couch in Butcher's flat. The man from the lab sat on the couch, still naked, a blanket draped around his shoulder to preserve some sense of modesty.

"You know who this is right?", Butcher asked looking at the man.

Hughie raised an eyebrow.

"Some poor bastard the Russians were experimenting on?"

"It's Soldier Boy", Butcher answered.

Hughie laughed. Butcher just looked at him.

"Y-you can't be serious?", Hughie said in disbelief, pointing at the man on the couch, "Soldier Boy is fucking dead. He died 40 years ago."

"Except he didn't", Butcher said and made a step towards Soldier Boy.

"Did you see this?" Butcher pulled the blanket off Soldier Boy's right shoulder, exposing his entire chest, "There's always a slight glow under his ribcage. You didn't fucking see that?"

Actually there was something shining exactly in the middle of his chest, beneath his sternum. It looked like a little ball of fire under his skin. Hughie quickly took a step backwards.

"Wait, h-he's radioactive right? In history class we talked about him, he’s supposed to be super strong, bulletproof and he can make himself explode. Man this is so bad."

Butcher just looked at him, a 'you should have known better' expression clearly written on his face.

"I was scared out of my fucking mind! And I was trying to give him some dignity, so I always looked at his face, okay?", Hughie tried to explain.

Soldier Boy's gaze was practically glued to Hughie, it was as if Butcher wasn't even in the room.

"Why is he always looking at me?", Hughie asked unsure, "Is he mad at me or something?"

"I don't think so", Butcher answered and touched Soldier Boy's shining skin.

Then everything happened very quickly. Soldier Boy flinched away like he was hit, then lunged and twisted Butcher's arm behind his back with enough force to bring Butcher to his knees. Hughie made a jump forward and tugged on Soldier Boy's arm.

"Let him go."

Immediately Soldier Boy let go of Butcher and Butcher fell over. Soldier Boy tilted his head- why did he do that all the time?- and looked at Hughie. Butcher cursed quietly and stood up.

"Congratulations", Butcher grinned, "Soldier Boy fucking listens to ya’."

Hughie had this thing with Annie: 'No more secrets'. He had promised her that. But he didn't really know what she would say about Soldier Boy. Yeah, Butcher wanted a weapon, and Hughie had accidentally found him a weapon. But what now? Hughie knew Annie would be pissed, but they had this promise...

"You..., WHAT?", Annie nearly screamed in her cellphone, prompting Hughie to hold his away from his ear, "SOLDIER BOY IS SITTING ON BUTCHER'S COUCH!?"

"Yeah, well, he doesn't want to leave me. He just follows me everywhere. This one is not on me, okay? It was a fucking accident...", Hughie tried to explain.

"You know he's a fucking radioactive bomb, right!?", Annie asked, clearly upset, "He could blow you away at any second."

"He won't", and Hughie was a little surprised by the fact that he actually believed what he was saying. Hopefully it wouldn't get him killed.

"I'm coming", Annie said.

"Annie, no, ple-"

She hung up. Shit.

Hughie turned around to look at Soldier Boy , sat on the floor and leaning against the couch. His hair was still greasy and he still sported a long, unruly beard. There was still dried blood splattered on his face and body. He had refused to shower. Every time Hughie suggested that he get in the shower, the shining in his chest got brighter.

Hughie didn't wanna know what they did to Soldier Boy to make him seem so afraid of showers. The Russians probably tortured him using water, if Hughie had to warrant a guess. He only let Hughie clean him up a bit with a wet towel.

Hughie could just tell from the expression on Annie's face that she was surprised. Downright shocked, actually. She stared at Soldier Boy and he looked back.

"Hughie, how long had he been with you?", she asked slowly.

"About 20 hours...", Hughie answered quietly.

"Why is he so dirty?" Annie carefully touched Soldier Boy's cheek and turned his head a bit, to better see the tiny spots of blood and dirt that Hughie hadn’t managed to wipe off.

"He refuses to shower. I really tried, okay? But he started to panic every time he had to go in the shower. And because I want to stay alive, I didn't really want to push my luck."

"Did he hurt somebody?"

"Ehm, besides the men in the lab who tried to kill me, and Butcher-"

"He hurt Butcher?"

"No no", Hughie hurried to clarify, "he panicked because Butcher tried to touch the shining light in his chest. But he immediately let go when I told him to. Everything is fine."

Annie waved a hand in front of Soldier Boy's face. He didn't even blinked.

"You know he's creepy as fuck, right?",

"Soldier Boy", he looked at Hughie, "this is Annie. She's my girlfriend."

Soldier Boy nodded.

"Can't he... talk?"

"I don't know, he hasn’t so far."

"His gaze, it's like he's dead."

"Yeah...", Hughie whispered.

"You can't let him stay like this. He's still so dirty and he’s starting to reek. He have to take a shower, Hughie.

"Yeah, I know that, but at the same time", Hughie gestured in Soldier Boy's direction, "He doesn’t seem to want to, and I don't want to push him."

"Did you command him to get into the shower?", Annie asked, carefully touching Soldier Boys cheeks, placing a hand on his forehead, "He's burning up, by the way."

"Yeah, I know he's fucking burning and no, I didn't command. That sounded too harsh, so I just said he should take a shower."

"I think I got an idea", Annie said and headed to the bathroom, "Come on."

"Come", Hughie said and Soldier Boy stood up and walked behind him.

"Take your clothes of, please", Annie said.

Soldier Boy looked at Hughie. Hughie nodded, Soldier Boy started to step out of his clothe. Every movement was tense. Annie turned the water on. The shining in Soldier Boy's chest got a bit brighter. The rips were all clearly visible against the backdrop of the shine.

"I think he's afraid of water", Annie said turning on the hot water facet, "Show him it's not dangerous."

Soldier Boy looked at Hughie, his eyes a bit narrowed.

"Why me?", Hughie asked, even though he already knew the answer.

Annie threw him a look.

"Because, Hughie, if you haven’t already figured it out, he's focused on you. He does whatever you say. You are his handler and you have to show him that the shower is not dangerous."

Hughie gulped and walked on shaky legs over to Annie. She was right, he knew that, but the situation was still so unreal. The question 'why him?' still circled around in his mind. He just didn't get it. Slowly he put his left hand out, placed it under the running facet. Soldier Boy stared concentrating on Hughie’s finger as they hit the warm stream. The temperature was nice.

"You wanna try it?", Hughie asked.

Soldier Boy's brows pinched and he tilted his head. Hughie still had his hand under the stream.

"Give me your hand."

Like a robot, Soldier Boy placed his hand in Hughie's right hand. Hughie nearly dropped it. The supe’s hand was unhealthy hot. The light in Soldier Boy's chest had already begun to intensify. Soldier Boy must have really been stressed about this situation. Shit shit.

"It's okay, it won't hurt", Hughie said softly, and put Soldier Boy's hand under the warm stream.

As the water hit Soldier Boy's hand he winced hard. His eyes and facial expression were blank, but his body language clearly showed that he was scared. A deep seated fear. Hughie gulped; he really didn't wanna know what they did to make the supe so terrified of water.

Soldier Boy's eyes widened and he looked at Hughie, the shining in his chest faded a bit. "It's warm", Hughie said, putting his whole arm under the steam, "You can shower. It won't hurt." Soldier Boy nodded and climbed into the shower.

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