#got home from work yesterday and said to myself “i wanna draw the boys kissing” so lo and behold that’s what i did

[sapphic--kiwi]

fellas is it gay to kiss your best friend

(i’m obsessed with them)

#toh spoilers #gustholomule #gus porter #matt tholomule #the owl house #toh fanart #toh mattholomule #augustus porter #got home from work yesterday and said to myself “i wanna draw the boys kissing” so lo and behold that’s what i did #are they dating yet here? are they just kissing in a casual way? only they know #they’re GROSS and i HATE them /pos #they give me such insane brainrot #steph draws #x

[sweeethinny]

Boss's son

Summary: Ginny is an auror in training, with few hours of fun in her schedule, but when one night she decides to go to a guy's house and enjoy her youth, she is surprised by the discovery that she had sex with her boss's son

prompt: "You’ve got to stop doing that" "Doing what?" "Saying things that make me wanna kiss you"

"Mum thinks I'm dating you".

Notes: I thought I couldn't finish this, really, I found myself stuck and not knowing where to go with the story, but then some things happened and I managed to finish it.

Thank you very much to Dusk who read and helped me, and thank to @clarensjoy who made this incredible event to celebrate this incredible date!

I feel that this role reversal would be good to write, and it really was, I think the idea of Ginny being an auror ... Chief's kiss :)

AO3

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Ginny Weasley

Ginny did not have many fears, she had joined the Aurors in less than three years and until now she had faced death many times to be frightened by small things that other people could easily be haunted by. Dementors no longer scared her, nor Death Eaters, or anything like that, Ginny was no longer scared like a puppy in distress. She had learned to deal with situations, Mr Potter was a great boss - she would never say otherwise - but he also scared his pupils like no one else, saying that being on the alert was the best way to be a good Auror.

'Good aurors do not shake when they see the danger, they assess the situation and try to find the solution as soon as possible. Take a minute, and you will be dead.' He said in defense classes, standing on the podium with that typical scowl on him, arms crossed, watching the students trying to knock down the mannequins around the room.

But now, Ginny was mortified.

She felt her knees tremble, and she even felt the high heel in her fingers almost falling to the most manicured marble floor she had ever seen in her life. Her eyes were wide open, an immense desire to disappear completely, or to oblivion the man in front of her.

Her boss. Oblivion her fucking boss.

Ginny almost never had time to go out with guys, she went to the bar, drank, and then came home too tired to endure a round of bad sex, with some man who would cry in her ear about how hot she was and how he couldn't take it any longer. She would rather sleep, and later use her fingers, than have to put up with these guys, and clean up the mess later.

Yesterday however, it was a different day, Mr Potter, the most serious man Ginny had ever met in her life, was happy and told her that he was celebrating twenty years of marriage. They were in a distant village, checking a call from a lady who said she saw a wizard kill another one around those parts, but even that didn't seem to be able to wipe the smile off the man's face.

'Twenty years. Can you believe it?' He sighed, looking over to where the woman said there was a body, kicking what was filthy wrapped in old newsprint. Just a dead dog. 'Twenty years...'

'You look very happy,' Ginny said. 'Congratulations, Mr Potter.'

'Thank you, Miss. Weasley, and yes, I am very happy.' The man once again assured that the place was clean before checking to see if there were any dark arts nearby, or on the animal. Nothing. 'Come on, we just wasted time here.'

She had left earlier that day, Mr Potter said he was too happy to be sitting at the office table waiting for something to happen, and since she was his pupil, and she would also have to sit around waiting for some action, she could leave earlier.

Ginny didn't know much to do with that free time, she was usually always bogged down with work, so when Luna asked her out, she accepted. It was a nice night, the bar was not so crowded, there weren't so many disgusting guys leaning against her and whispering in her ear, and she was really enjoying the night, happy, laughing, talking to her friends, drinking, until she saw him.

He was sitting a few tables away, with some Arrows players, drinking and laughing out loud, drawing the attention of all the women around. At first, Ginny thought he was doing it to get attention, messing up his hair like an idiot, throwing his head back to laugh, talking loudly and rocking in his chair. But when a blonde went to talk to him, the boy seemed surprised by the attention, and even blushed, before smiling and politely denying, saying something more to her - this time, in a low voice.

The mysterious man looked at Ginny then, catching her in the act, his eyes behind the round glasses seeming to sparkle with amusement. He bit his lip and raised his beer mug in a silent toast. She did the same, wishing she hadn't been hit hard by him.

'Hello.' He said when Ginny went to the bar to get another round. The man didn't touch her, not even her shoulders, or whisper in her ear. He kept a good distance, smiling politely and ordering his beers.

'Hi.' Ginny smiled, leaning against the counter, feeling a little stupid for wanting the man to notice how beautiful her legs looked in those black skirts. 'Isn't the blonde your type?' She asked, a little sassy because of the alcohol, and also a little affected by how beautiful his green eyes were, stuck in her face as she spoke.

'No. I just came to drink. 'He put his hand on the counter, and Ginny didn't know if it was a way to show that there was no ring on his fingers, or just something casual. Anyway, she realized how all his fingers were free of any silver or gold. 'Is that you?'

'Too. My boss gave me an hour off. It doesn't happen every day. 'She smiled, shrugging.

'An asshole boss?' He raised his eyebrow, leaning on the counter too, now a little closer to her, but without touching her.

'Sometimes.' She joked.

Now Ginny felt mortified, standing on the stairs with her shoes in hand, her hair in a messy and badly done bun, and probably still with makeup traces on her face. Besides that bite mark on her neck. She was taking the walk of shame in front of her boss. The boss that she said was an asshole - sometimes - last night.

She had fucked with her boss's son! Merlin, how stupid she had been to overlook the similarities.

Standing now, looking at Mr. Potter, Harry was an identical copy of him, only a few years younger, and his eyes, of course, that were green. But still, she couldn't even believe it.

Ginny looked like a bitch in front of her boss.

'Good morning.' It was he who said it first, his eyes wide, seeming to try at all costs to remain in her face. Ginny suddenly felt almost naked, thinking about how that shirt was low-cut.

'Good morning, Mr Potter,' she replied, startled, holding tightly to the wooden railing, thinking about how Harry had pressed her there, almost fucking her on the stairs. Ginny swallowed.

The man just nodded, walking hurriedly into the kitchen, his cheeks flushed and avoiding looking at her as much as possible. Ginny ran out of the house as fast as she could, not even waiting to see if he was going to ask her out for breakfast. Merlin, she would see you at work in less than an hour!

Ginny apparated to her home, safe and without a boss catching her leaving his son's room, after having sex with the hottest man she had ever met. By Merlin's underpants, she was lost.

[...]

The atmosphere between the two was completely tense, Ginny and James barely met each other's eyes, or talked in general, she remained at her desk working with the papers they were carrying out, while Mr. Potter remained in his own office, calling her rarely .

Her career was ruined.

Mr. Potter would never refer her to any job again, and maybe he would trade her for the idiot Elliot. Elliot did not have sex with his son and sneaked out the next morning.

It wasn't hidden at least, she needed to work and Harry was sleeping, she left a note saying that.

'Miss. Weasley, come here please.' He called her, as he usually did, but now it seemed that all of her teachings about never letting your opponent realize that you were scared, had gone down the drain. Ginny could already taste the dismissal.

‘Yes, Mr. Potter?’ Ginny stopped at his office door, her knees trembling behind her pants, her hands sweating.

‘Please come in and close the door.’ She would be fired, or changed. Elliot the idiot was going to win the job she had worked so hard to get. She would never be a well-qualified Auror now, she would remain working only as a watchman for the rest of her life. Forget about promotions, trips to specializations, forget about even missions in the field, she would stay locked up in the office forever, visiting only the old women who always thought they had seen something.

All this because she wanted to have sex with a hot guy.

‘About today earlier-’

'I'm sorry, Mr. Potter.' Ginny interrupted him. ‘I didn’t want it to happen, if I had known-’

'I think if you want to apologize, it will have to be for my son and not for me.' James smiled, his cheeks slightly flushed. He took off his glasses to clean them, but Ginny thought it was an excuse for not having to look her in the eye. ‘About today earlier, I don’t think either of us wants to argue about or keep reminiscing about the event. Maybe we should just forget that we saw each other, and go on with life like that ... I think Harry was a little ... er ... worried about not seeing you for breakfast, but I didn't say anything to him. I would, of course, invite you to join us, but when I came back you were already gone...'

'Thank you.' Ginny sighed. ‘What happened in the morning?’

'That is why I chose you as my pupil, Miss. Weasley.' James also sighed, adjusting his glasses on his face. 'But I must tell you that Harry is coming to have lunch with me. If you want to .. I don’t know, leave early for lunch… I don’t know how your relationship with my son is… ’

'It's okay.' She tried not to remember that she had spoken badly about her boss to Harry. Harry's father. ‘Thank you, Mr. Potter, again.’

'You're welcome.'

Ginny didn't want to prove that she was a coward running away from Harry, or to make Mr. Potter think she had any reason to run away from him. So Ginny stayed, stomping her feet anxiously and trying to concentrate on the paperwork in front of her, arranging everything in folders and in alphabetical order, handing out some papers over the tables of the other Aurors who didn't even seem to notice her nervousness, all too busy.

When the big clock struck midday and the elevator opened on their floor, Ginny felt her blood run cold, hearing footsteps approaching and people looking more excited about whoever had entered. Her hand was shaking like a beginner's, trying to detach the sheet.

‘Ginny?’ Her voice called out to him, softly, as if he didn’t want people to look at her. She thanks. 'You work here?'

'Oh, hello Harry.' Ginny finally looked at him, dropping the scrolls and keeping her hands in her lap, watching the boy in front of her. In the daylight he looked even more handsome, messy and dark hair that she remembered to be soft and smelling, a stubble that had pinched her skin in a good way, mesmerizing green eyes, a pink mouth that had done a lot of wonders with her ... The man was a God, looking beautiful even in jeans torn at the knees, a black T-shirt and boots. The cover was open, but Ginny did not fail to notice that the fabric appeared to be of the best quality, held by a single buttercup near his neck. 'Yes.'

'Why didn't you tell me?' He continued to speak softly, but everyone was already starting to turn their necks to try to understand what the hell the chief's son was doing standing at poor Ginny's table.

Now that there was enough light and there was no alcohol running through her body, she thought it was obvious that Harry was James' son. She had been so silly.

‘I didn’t think it was important.’

'Oh, I see you guys met.' Mr Potter interrupted them, which Ginny would thank him later, his hand on his son's shoulder, looking at Ginny and then at Harry, who had a confused look on his face. 'Harry, let's have lunch and let Miss. Weasley can too, we don't want the woman to miss her time, do we?' The squeezing on his son's shoulder seemed to make the man wake up, and like his father, Harry smiled.

'Right. It was a pleasure to meet you, Miss. Weasley. Have a nice day.'

[...]

When Ginny left work, it was as if a giant was coming off her shoulders, and she felt more tired than usual because of the tension. After lunch, the other Aurors did not seem to have swallowed the story that Harry and Ginny had first met that morning, and of course she overheard some guys saying that it was how she got the job of pupil.

Great, she thought, it was all I wanted.

Ignore the years of studying, the sleepless nights, the exhausting post-workout where she cried in the bath, the times she thought about giving up - and almost did - but was stopped by her brothers or her parents, and all those tiring missions that James seemed to do just to exhaust the Aurors and see who could still stand.

Forget all that, she got the job after swallowing the boss's son's dick.

Ginny quickened her pace, angry as never before, feeling that she needed to get home, take a shower, and do something to de-stress.

‘Hey!’ A voice called from behind her, and because of all the tension surrounding her and the training, Ginny squeezed her wand around her waist. 'Can we talk?' A slightly sweaty, pink-cheeked Harry stopped in front of her. He didn't even seem to be feeling the icy weather of March, wearing only sweatpants and a jacket, carrying a bag with him.

'What do you want to talk about?' She pressed the cloak against herself, feeling a little shiver, but maybe it was not about the cold but about the fact that the man looked even hot that way.

'Wow, you don't have to be defensive, I'm not here to fight.' He held up his hands. 'Do you want to go somewhere else? Maybe have a coffee? ’

Ginny knew inside that she shouldn't accept, not after knowing how he felt inside her, on top of her, kissing her body, sucking and licking certain parts, how he moaned her name and held her against him when he came, as if he wanted to be sure that she would feel what she did to him.

It was not a safe plan, it was a suicide mission.

'Of course, it will be better,' she said, ignoring all the warnings that it would not end well. Harry smiled, picking up the backpack he had placed on the floor and walking beside her, in silence.

His scent seemed to fill all around her, and Ginny had to work hard not to show that it was affecting her.

They didn't take long to arrive at the coffee shop, it was close by and Ginny's favorite to eat after a stressful day. All the meals were delicious, a warmth in the heart after a bad time. The decor was cheerful, in contrast to the gray London, the walls were colorful, the tables a cream color with flower pots in the middle, and it was as if winter or bad weather never arrived inside that environment. It was always summer there. The owner, Mrs. Rodrigues, was a friendly and adorable Brazilian, always smiling and talking to whoever came in.

'Hello, Miss Weasley, how are we on that gray afternoon?' The woman asked, with an accent that said she was not from there.

'Now, better than before.' Ginny smiled. ‘Just smelling your carrot cake, I’m already happy.’

'No, dear, don't say that or I will get used to it.' Mrs. Rodrigues blushed, and then smiled at Harry beside Ginny, fixing the white cap on her voluminous hair. ‘What will the two want today?’

'The carrot cake and the Pão de Queijo basket, please.' Ginny asked.

'A coffee, and ... the carrot cake too,' Harry said.

Mrs. Rodrigues wrote down and smiled at both of them, indicating an empty table further down, near the window and the various flowers that Ginny still did not know how she did to keep them alive, and the two went there, in silence, with only the Brazilian music playing in a pleasant volume filling the lack of conversation between them, the voice of some couples and teenagers was mixed by the environment.

'I didn't know you were my boss's son, I have to say that.' Ginny broke the silence first, looking at Harry in front of her, anxious hands playing with the flower pot on the table.

'If you knew...?' Harry seemed nervous for the answer, arms crossed on the table, green eyes fixed on her, waiting for Ginny to say what he should already know.

‘We wouldn’t have gone out together.’ She smiled sadly. 'You understand why, right? I mean, your dad is my boss, he wouldn’t see it in a good way, and my coworkers would think, in fact they already think, that I used this to get to be where I am.’

‘If you want to know, my dad has been trying to get me out with you since he met you.’ Harry said as if talking about the weather, shrugging and smiling, never diverting her attention. ‘I think he was just surprised that he didn’t know you were there, maybe he expected me to say that I went out with you or that someone would tell him, to see you there in the morning, it was something he didn’t expect.’

‘Did you know who I was at the bar?’

'No! No, I didn't know who you were. He was talking about his pupil, and all your qualities as an auror, and seriously, I don't think I've ever seen him speak so well of one of his young aurors.' Ginny wouldn't express, of course, but she felt a little of pride inside her, thinking of the times that Mr Potter put her into more rigid training than the others, just because "she learned faster than the others." He really believed in her potential! Take that, Elliot. ‘Mum thinks I'm dating you, after she heard you were there… She was a little upset that you ran away.’

'I didn't run away,' Ginny defended herself, laughing softly when she saw Harry laugh, imagining that she should be blushing like never before.'I needed to come to work, and I met my boss at the house of the guy I had sex with, there was no way I could stay for coffee.'

'You could.' Harry shrugged. 'Sorry I didn't warn you about my parents, it never happened before, and I was a little too busy.' He blinked, in the way that made Ginny feel like jelly, the slightly arched black eyebrow and the little smile that did it all seem a little too erotic for that afternoon. He didn't even seem to be trying to do that.

'What did not happen? You taking one of your father's Aurors to your home?' She joked, just to dissipate that heat that took over her body, and to remind her of who she was talking to. Son of your boss, son of your boss, son of your boss, Ginny repeated in her mind.

'That too, but I say about taking girls, in general, at home.' Harry licked his lips when the waiter brought their orders, smiling at both of them and apologizing for interrupting the conversation, placing the basket of Pão de Queijo in the middle of the table for the two, and the piece of cake in front of each other, in addition to Harry's coffee.

Ginny's stomach rumbled when she saw the delicious warm and fragrant Pão de Queijo, together with the delicious smell of carrot cake and brigadeiro, she even felt a little less nervous now that she had something else to pay attention to, other than the mesmerizing eyes from Harry.

None of them spoke much after they started eating, other than the moans of satisfaction they shared as soon as they ate the first pão de queijo, focused only on eating that delicious delicacy and letting the music take over their thoughts, as if it were normal for Harry and her shared a table in the afternoon, eating together and being used to the moment.

It was so simple to be with him, so familiar, that it scared Ginny a little bit, whenever she stopped to analyze.

'I feel like you're not going to accept that I ask you out, now that I know about your concern for your co-workers?' Harry asked, pulling the plate of cake closer and picking up a piece, looking focused on just looking at the slice, instead of for Ginny, and she missed his eyes on her.

'It's complicated,' she admitted, looking at her own slice. 'There are not many women in the Auror Department and they already think that I managed to be where I am, just because I did something for your father, and not because I deserved it and worked hard. You understand? It’s a little more difficult for us women to inhabit predominantly male places.’

'I understand.' Harry looked at her, and he didn't seem upset that she denied his request, he seemed upset about the reason that made her do this. 'But you know that you cannot live, listening and taking what they say about you as truth, you know? I'm not saying that for you to go out with me, it’s not that, it's just because ... Everything my father says about you, made me understand that he chose you because you were good, very good, in what you did. You know you are, and how you made it this far, is not what others will say that will change that. They don’t know anything.’

[...]

The days passed faster than Ginny expected, after the meeting with Harry, the hours were confused between studying for the test that would take place at the end of the month and working, Mr Potter did not comment on his son, and Harry did not appear for more. there too. Now that she was paying attention, Ginny noticed that there was a picture of the boy in the chief's office, Harry, a child, teenager, and adult, wearing the Arrows' uniform.

He also started to appear in the newspaper, now that he had officially joined the team, and it wasn't just a reserve, so Ginny ended up seeing him during breakfast, stamping the sports column.

She also saw him at night, before going to sleep, when they were calling to talk in the mirror, the two tired, telling about what the day had been like. She said she couldn't accept going out with him, not being a friend.

Although she thought things that friends did not think about each other, and sometimes Harry flirted with her, without much pretension, seeming to just do it naturally.

‘You’ve got to stop doing that’ He said, biting his lower lip as if he wanted to hold himself back from laughing, lying shirtless while talking to her, who was putting the books in the drawer, getting ready to go to bed.

'Doing what?' Ginny asked, taking the mirror from the dresser and going to the bed, leaving the candle light still on so he could see it.

‘Saying things that make me wanna kiss you’

'Harry ...' Ginny warned him, blushing like a tomato, only to hear him laugh and blink those beautiful green eyes towards her.

"I'm not doing anything, besides, your exams are next week, which means I'm almost close to being able to take you on a real date." They had agreed this, in fact, it was Ginny who brought it up. a week after the James incident, just because she started thinking hard about how good that night had been, and how much better it would be if there was no alcohol in her blood and she didn't have to face the boss the next morning, before she even brushed the teeth.

After she took the test, they could leave, but still, it was very public until the result came out. Ginny didn't want anyone to doubt her ability, nor did the fact that dating Harry influence James' thinking.

'But then, there is still a week to go.' She reminded him.

'How are you feeling?'

'Anxious,' she admitted, thinking again about how easy it was to open up to Harry. 'How was the training today?' He moved, the noise of the sheets making her think things inappropriate for that moment.

'Tiring, I have pain in my thighs.' Harry made a lovely face, his nose slightly wrinkled.

'Poor thing about you.' Ginny tuned her voice as if she were talking to a baby, which made the man laugh, something that always made Ginny have her ego boosted a thousand times.

Harry looked cute laughing.

'You could come here and help me, I know that Aurors know how to do very good healing spells.' He blinked, and this time it was Ginny who laughed.

'Shut up. Good night, Harry. 'Ginny felt and saw that her cheeks got even hotter, but Harry didn't seem affected, he seemed to approve of that.

'Good night, Weasley ... One week, I'm counting.' He smiled, and something inside her trembled in excitement and excitement so that the week would pass soon.

'I know you do, Potter. Bye. ’

#hinny #hinny ficfest #jily lives #no choosen one #no voldemort #harry x ginny #hinny AU #ginny is a badass auror #harry is a quidditch player #harry and ginny

[mrs-dynamight]

Be Nice To Me 4

Part 3

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Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x fem!Reader, Denki Kaminari x fem!Reader

Warnings: Eventual mature content, angst, hurt/comfort, love triangle, the reader is lowkey toxic, everything will be adressed in every episode (:

Chapter warning: Just a single curse word.

Chapter: 4/? I'm sorry, this is going to be long :c but I just loooove writing it

Synopsis: You're in love with your best friend Bakugou, and you're cofessing to him but things get a lot more complicated when Denki starts to treat you different *wink wink*

Word count: 1.6k

Author's note: This is a little bit shorter, but it's pure fluff, and the next one is going to be so long they will compensate eachother, hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 4 Bloom- The Paper Kites

I was floating in cloud nine, everything I have ever dreamt of suddenly became true, there he was, the boy of my dreams liking me back, what else could’ve I asked for? Maybe a little more time together before he’s gone.

The doubts in my heart were getting more difficult to ignore with every passing minute, we came back to the dorms like two hours ago but I was incapable of going to bed, let alone trying to sleep, there was so much to think about, were we a couple? I’ve never had a boyfriend, I don’t know how these things are supposed to work, we like each other, that’s all that it takes right? A long-distance relationship? I’ve heard that those never work, or should we wait for him to come back to make it official? Aren’t we already official? We’ve kissed, like a lot, there was even some tongue; ugh those thoughts made me feel so embarrassed.

The light of my home screen lightly illuminated the room, and with my blushed cheeks I went to check who was messaging me, it was Kaminari, I opened the text that reads “R u awake? I had a nightmare and I really could use a hug from my bestie rn” followed by five crying emojis; “See you in the place” said my reply, the place was this empty service room in the rooftop of the dorms, nobody ever used it for anything so it is completely empty, we made a copy of the key one day that we had to clean the entire dorms because a certain yellow-haired guy decide to play “potions” in chemistry class, and since then it’s been our hiding place, it had everything that we needed, a lot of junk food, fairy lights, a portable speaker, blankets and an Opossum holding a cigarette poster in one wall; whenever one of us needed a break from the outside world we came here, this is our safe space.

I opened the door to the place and saw Denki standing there, he looked so tiny and vulnerable, I hugged him instantly, the dim fairy lights in the opossum wall made his facial features even prettier, it was obvious he had been crying, I didn’t asked any question and he didn’t said anything, we just hugged for what it seemed like hours, with a heavy sight he pulled apart and give me smile

-Thanks Y/N I really needed that- Said Denki with his hand in my cheek and his eyes fixed in some point between us

-They’re back, aren’t they? - I asked with concern

He nodded and lied in one of our blankets in the floor, I did the same, we both were looking at the glow in the dark stars glued to the celling not saying a single word, he held my hand and started to cry

-Why do they keep coming back? I don’t wanna be afraid anymore- I knew exactly what he meant, he had a recurrent nightmare, a big fight against villains, every one of us dying in awful ways, he is always the last one to die, and before that there is always someone telling him that he is the weakest of us, that this was all his fault for not being enough.

-Your mind is playing tricks on you, you are not weak, I know I’ve told you that a gazillion times, but I’m willing to do it a million more, all the times you need it, I’m here, we are all safe and sound, you have nothing to worry about- Anytime the nightmares come back I make sure Denki knows he’s just as strong as any of our other classmates, that he’s smart and capable of being a great hero.

-I want to be able to protect you, I don’t want you to die- Said Denki facing me and locking his eyes with my own.

-I promise you, I’m not going to die in the hands of a villain, I’m going to die being the coolest grandma in the neighbourhood, doing a sick backflip and daring Satan himself to come for my soul- I said to make Denki laugh, and apparently it worked

-You’re my best friend Y/N, I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t here, please never stop being like that-

-Being how? -

-I don’t know, funny, smart, a real pain in the ass to the villains and the teachers, a stubborn whiney stuff-

-Are you sure you aren’t describing yourself? –

-Nah, I didn’t said the most handsome man who ever walked the earth, but you’re not bad looking-

We both laughed, I really enjoyed being around Denki, his presence always felt comforting, like coming back home after a long trip, or eating your favourite homemade dish after a rough day, like a cool late summer breeze, he makes my heart warm and my troubles go away, I never feel more like myself than when I’m around him. That’s what friendship feels like, right?

-Could you do me one last favour Y/N? – Denkis voice took me out of my own mind -I don’t want to go back to my room and have another nightmare, I don’t wanna make you unconformable or anything, but could I sleep with you? -

It definitely took me by surprise, we had a lot of sleepovers over the years, but never just the two of us

-I understand if you say no, but I promise I just want to sleep, and having you around makes me feel safe-

-I have an idea, let’s have a sleepover here in the place, I’ll put one of those white noise videos that last hours, so you don’t have to think about anything-

-I’ll set the alarm to get up early and go to our dorms before anyone sees us, thank you so much Y/N, I’ll make it up to you, I promise-

-You don’t have to; I know you’ll do the same for me-

-You’re an angel but with no wings-

-So, like a person? –

-Shut up Aubrey Plaza-

We were both lying in the blankets on the floor, our heads at the same level (look at the reference above) and I was slowly falling asleep, all I could hear was the white noise and Denkis soft breathing, I closed my eyes and just before I completely lost my consciousness and succumb to the tiredness of my body I heard it, Denkis soft voice, “I love you Y/N”. I turned my head to look at him with my heart racing miles, but he was deeply asleep. Maybe I just imagined the whole thing, it probably was my tired mind, I took one last look to the boy next to me, sleeping so peacefully and with a little smile in his lips feeling the same familiar warmth in my soul, is this really what friendship feels like?

The alarm went off exactly at 5 am, I woke up and it took me a moment to realize that I wasn’t in my dorm room, then I remembered Denkis nightmare, our sleepover, and that thing I thought I heard. I had to wake Denki up so we could go to our respective rooms without Aizawa founding out we were out of our rooms at night, or even worse that we had the keys of the place. I sat there and moved Denki to wake him up. He opened one eye and whined

-But moooooom, it’s Saturday, I don’t have to go to school-

-Come on Denki we have to go to our rooms-

-Five more minutes- He said and hugged my leg

-Do you want Iida to found out we didn’t sleep in our rooms and telling Aizawa? -

And just like that he got up and started heading to the door

-Shit, you’re right, come on, you know that guy wakes up hella early-

We were in the stairs heading to our rooms, and although we were on Denkis floor, he kept climbing down the stairs with me.

-You don’t have to escort me to my room Denki-

-Oh but I want to- Replied the yellow haired guy

When we were in front of my door he leaned down and planted a chaste kiss in my forehead.

-Thank you for being there for me, I will remember this night for the rest of my life- And he turned around without waiting for a response disappeared heading towards the stairs.

I stepped into my room with a heavy cloud around my mind, there was so many feelings inside me that I couldn’t even tell them apart, where do I draw the line between friendship and love? Between admiration and affection? Between what I feel for Bakugo and what I feel for Denki?

I closed my eyes and remembered everything that happened yesterday, Bakugos confession, our shared kisses, the promise we made, six months apart now sounded a lot more crucial, after all the things that could happen in the matter of a few hours. Did I just said that because the heat of the moment? The words Bakugo said to me sounded so mature and logical, not like my own thoughts right now, am I just a slave of my own feelings? How would he react if he were me? What about Denki? Was he aware of all those years after his friend? And what if he knew and that is the reason why he hasn’t told me anything yet? Maybe I was just overthinking the situation, nothing was written in stone, neither my relationship with Katsuki nor Denkis feelings for me. I was getting tired of my own thoughts running in circles and not coming to an end, so I wrapped myself in the sheets of my bed and prayed for my mind to shut down so I could get some rest.

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Part 5

Heeeey I just wanted to thank all of you who read my work, LY, the next few chapters will be like an episode of skins UK, soo be warned, also there is going to be some thirst but nothing too explicit because I'm a shy motherfucker. Enjoy the last chapter free from Mrs-Dynamight Drama™

Taglist: @mikasalt

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[faunusrights]

Citrus Summers (GWS AU)

just had this idea nip into my head... i really wanna do more with menagerie and the scarlatina fam but for now have this lil snapshot of velvet growing up :)

great weiss shark au, weiss's pronouns are she/her, velvet's pronouns are she/they

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"So, what was your hometown like?"

Velvet's used to Weiss's interest in her life; they come from two radically different ends of some bonkers spectrum of lifestyles, where one end (Velvet's) is radical self-acceptance, anti-cop sentiment, and a Scroll full to bursting with communist memes, whilst the other end (Weiss's) is... well, to be honest, Velvet doesn't like to think about what that end entails, exactly. All she knows is that it was exactly what a young shark Faunus without any clue as to her heritage didn't need. So, Velvet entertains her with stories of growing up in the deserts of Menagerie, of her time running along the trash-strewn beaches of Kuo Kuana, of her years shooting up like a weed under the relentless freckling kisses of the bright and vibrant sun.

Sometimes Velvet can tell she can't quite wrap her head around how different their lives are, yet have somehow ended up on such an intersection as to be able to call each other friends. Velvet just goes with the flow about it all.

"Well, we didn't have a hometown, really," Velvet starts, attention half-drawn to sets of plans scattered about her desk in her dorm. She's got big plans to improve Anesidora's projector and fix the information compression problems; drawing a flat 2D image into a 3D projection has always been a sticking point, but she's nearly got it down to the extent that her wireframe tests very nearly reveal the dents and dings and imperfections that it'd previously ironed out by mistake. Accuracy is key, and she crawls ever closer to a perfect 1-to-1 copy each and every day. It's just really boring work, is all. "We lived outside of the nearest town by a couple of miles, but we went there pretty regularly, so I guess you could call it that."

Weiss hums, letting herself fall back onto Velvet's unmade bed, the handwoven blankets of orange and black brought straight over from the homeland and still gritty with red dirt to prove it. "What's it called?"

"Desert Sands. Very original, I know."

"You know a lot of the people there?"

"Shit, they trade us meat and gas for potatoes and carrots and tomatoes, not to mention almost everyone there immigrated in a group with my grandparents. I know that town like my own family."

"What's your favourite thing there?"

That pulls Velvet up short, and she worries at her bottom lip as she stares as a variety of absolutely godawful equations. Thank the maidens Weiss has given her something meaty to say, because she can't bear the idea of redoing all this horrible maths. "Uh, probably the inn, as everyone else who lives there would say. Can't go wrong with a good old fashioned pint and a few rounds of pool."

"Even as a kid?" Weiss says, and Velvet can hear the raised brow even though she can't quite see it.

"Even as a kid," Velvet agrees. "My mam had a couple of pints and my da flirted with the guys and I'd go out with my siblings to meet our friends and raise a little hell. Not very often, but often enough."

Weiss goes sort of quiet, in a way that Velvet recognises as an intensive processing of what she's just heard. She wonders, briefly, if Weiss can even imagine that sort of freedom after a childhood spent locked in the same old rooms of the same old house--even when it's as big as the Schnee manor--and then pushes that thought away. If Weiss wants to ever get into all that, it'll be in her own time.

"Describe it to me?" Weiss asks in a very little voice after a few seconds, and Velvet nods. She can do that. She remembers those halcyon days like they were yesterday.

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"Trench, I swear, if you don't repaint those window sills I'm gonna sneak down here and do it myself, asshole."

This was about as typical an entry as Taffeta Scarlatina could ever make, shouldering open the dark wood door into the Desert Sands Inn with a grin on her face and children in tow, Ash bringing up the rear and trying to pretend he couldn't see everyone turn in their seats to look to the new arrivals. It was one of those establishments with a big boxy interior and just a handful of rooms to the side, where the only three doors led into the toilets and the kitchens and the stairwell to the rooms above, and much like everything else on Menagerie, nothing ever matched; the doors had been collected from a variety of sources, the floorboards uneven and scratched and recut, the paint on the walls patchy with mismatched shades and covered with picture frames in some last-ditch attempt to hide it. No two stools matched, no three tables carved by the same hand, but that was the price of the community effort--everything you ever needed, maybe just not in the way you always expected.

"Taffeta," Trench greeted from behind the bar, turning to fetch a pair of glasses without prompting whilst making sure not to jostle the hanging bottles overhead with his great buffalo horns, split like a strange middle parting on the top of his head. "You're welcome to it, to be frank; Cinna doesn't have a clue where she's put the paint, last we saw it."

Taffeta rolled her eyes, letting go of Velvet's hand to pat her between her ears instead, the ten year old quick to laugh and duck away. "I'm sure. Not at all like I said I have some lying around the last three times I was here. You really that scared of scraping all that flaking paint off?"

"Well," Trench said after a moment, leaning under the bar for a second. "I did get some in my eyes last time, and boy, that hurted. You want your usual?"

"Pint of porter for me, and something weak for my pretty boy, lest he forget which way is up," Taffeta agreed, shooting a wink Ash's way and cackling when he blushed. "And some juice boxes for the kids?"

Trench didn't even pause, turning about to fish out a variety of colourful cartons adorned with a collection of cartoon characters, and Taffeta lifted Velvet up to plop her onto one of the few cushioned stools, Chiffon quick to use her older, longer limbs to scramble her own way up. Trench offered the drinks out freely, letting them decide between orange and passionfruit flavours, before noticing the new addition on Ash's hip. "Oh? This the newest Scarlatina?"

Satin--hardly a year old--was clinging to her da's loose shirt, dark eyes looking about in wonder, and Taffeta smiled before reaching over to brush her loose, light hair out of her eyeline. "Sure is. Gettin' real big already, so we thought it was high time to meet the folks around here. She won't be the last, though." At that, Taffeta leant across the bar, dropping her voice low. "Would you believe me if I said Ash is already askin' for the next one?"

"Slander," Ash shot back, face still pink. "I just said four is a rounder number than three."

Trench made a face, glancing pointedly away. "My girl woulda mounted my horns on the wall for that one. We had just the one and she swore off the rest before I could even consider it. Count yourself lucky."

"Cinnamon's a good kid," Ash offered, rearranging Satin to sit a little nicer in his lap. "I think that all worked out in the end."

Taffeta rolled her eyes, watching as Velvet picked the orange juice for herself, leaving the eldest to the passionfruit. "Doesn't that imply we have so many 'cause you don't think just one was good enough? Chiff's a darling, if a bit of a pain in my ass, huh, baby?"

Chiffon ignored them both to instead help Velvet punch the straw into the carton, and Ash grinned. "Just one was perfect, but you told me yourself that you don't think I know when to fold."

"You don't," Trench interjected, pouring out a pint of something dark and bitter enough to linger on the tongue. "When we played poker last year... phew. Thank the maidens it was a couple's night, else you woulda been walking home absolutely stark--"

"--drunk," Taffeta quickly interrupted, glancing towards the kids who stared back with wide eyes. "Been walking home absolutely stark... trashed. Wasted. Uh, Trench, what's on the menu today, whilst it's on my mind?"

As they discussed the menu (Taffeta eager to point out the contributions of the family crops, asking, overly sweetly, and who traded you those lovely chickens? they must have been very generous), Chiffon turned to Ash in her seat, legs swinging freely, bumping into the overly-varnished wood of the bar. "Da? Can me 'n Velv go out and play?"

"Sure can, kiddo," Ash said, though he was quick to grab Chiffon's arm before she could throw herself off the stool with the straw still in her mouth. "Woah, take that out first before you end up swallowing it. You remember the rules?"

Chiffon nodded, face cast all seriously. "Don't go outta town. Be back before dark. If someone tries to bully us, punch 'em in the nose."

"And?" Ash added, drawing his brows together.

Velvet chirped up. "Cops aren't friends!"

At that, Ash broke out into a grin, as bright as Velvet's and twice as toothy. "That's right. You go have fun, and don't eat too many snacks; we're having dinner here before we go home."

Chiffon slid free of her stool, turning about to help Velvet down too, and then the pair scampered towards the door with a harmonised yes da! before pulling it open to the main road outside, the sunlight blisteringly bright, the sky an endless, cloudless blue overhead. The paint on the windowsill peeled off and flecked away, and under their shoes, the ground crunched.

Everything tasted of oranges.

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Weiss sits silently.

"Did you get back before dark?"

Velvet snorts, sitting back in her chair until it creaks dangerously below. "Just about, though my mam didn't look all that impressed. Still, can't do much about it; we didn't even have, like, landline calls back then, let alone Scrolls and shit."

Weiss laughs to herself, rolling over and tucking her legs up onto Velvet's bed until she's curled atop the blankets, running a thumb over the wool quietly, repetitively. Truth is, they still smell of Menagerie, of home; Velvet could wash it a thousand times, but the earthy scent of hot summers and prickling scrublands sticks like its own aura.

"I'm jealous," Weiss says simply, and then she draws the blankets up to partly cocoon herself, tight across the ribs, loose about the ankles. "Will I... would you show me it, sometime? If I went there?"

It's sweet. Velvet wishes she could travel through time and show it to Weiss from the start; she wishes she could have told her what she would have, in the future. Look, see? This is real. You can have this too. Happiness doesn't only exist for people far away; you get to feel this, too.

"Of course," Velvet says with a smile, instead. "Bold if you to think my parents don't demand they meet every single last one of my friends."

Weiss grins back, all shark-toothed and sharp, and Velvet likes how it looks on her face. It took her team months to eek it out of her more often than every couple of weeks, but now, it's practically daily. "I'm afraid the offer doesn't extend back to you."

"Thanks the maidens," Velvet says, very seriously. "Because if I ever meet your dad, I'm setting his car alight."

#rwby #weiss schnee #velvet scarlatina #gws au #great weiss shark #its one of those tags #my writing #just a lil thing #(taffeta paints the windows as payment for the beer)

[paradise-creator]

Hellooo!! I love love LOVE the diamond box matchup you did!! You're amazing!! Your blog is incredible!! Now I'm here for a romantic haven box Haikyuu matchup pls🥺

Appearance: My name is Kay! She/her, black, straight, 5'1, I have a slightly athletic & curvy-ish figure (lol idk), short-ish hair(like mid-neck), dark brown eyes, shoe size 9, I like to dress comfy so I'm always in oversized hoodies, sweatpants, sneakers, sweatshirts and shorts. I like colorful clothes too, high waisted jeans and shorts and boots. I'm not very fashionable but I try lol.

Personality:

Basics: infp-t, Hufflepuff, Taurus sun, scorpio moon, sanguine, chaotic good, ambivert.

Some positive traits: I'm optimistic, friendly, energetic, organized, enthusiastic, observant, happy, open-minded, loving, encouraging and inquisitive!!

Some negative traits: I'm annoying, perfectionist, insecure, forgetful, easily distracted, kinda lazy, argumentative, too nice at times and clingy.

I love learning new things!! Currently I'm learning Korean, how to draw, how to paint and songs on the saxophone.

When I'm up for it, I love fun physical activity!! Going for a hike, going to the gym, bungee jumping, mountain climbing, going camping and etc :D

Although I love going out, nothing beats lazy days at home. I can spend hours by myself and still be happy. When alone I usually sleep or watch a movie/anime or practice my drawing or saxophone or try and learn something new!

I have a horrible memory and can never remember important dates 😭 I've forgotten my own birthday a few times (rip) so people can get mad at me for missing appointments, forgetting birthdays and other important days. I try my best to organize everything necessary on my phone calendar so I can be reminded.

I love seeing people happy! Nothing can fulfill my day more than knowing I put a smile on someone's face! I usually try my best to help out anyone who needs it and to the best of my ability! This has led to me getting taken advantage of in the past but I can't help but try and make others happy. I've developed a thicker skin and some trust issues as I've grown up because of it.

I love hyping my friends/family up!! Do you need a boost in confidence? Here I am, ready to help you remember the absolute king/queen/royalty that you are!! I'm usually very energetic and enthusiastic about many things and I love spreading positivity around!!

My love language is physical touch! So touch is very important to me in my relationships. Though I am insecure so I tend to think that I smother the people I care about with too much affection idk lol. I live for hugs and cuddles and hand holding 👉🏿👈🏿 but because of that I feel like I'm very clingy and annoying skskfksjd

I'm introverted in nature so although I mean usually full of energy and love making new friends, I can't do it for too long lol. My social battery runs out really fast and I have to hide away and recharge before I can be fully social again, otherwise I won't be my best self. I treasure personal time and understand when people need time for themselves too.

I love spontaneity!! I love living in the moment and doing stuff just for the hell of it!! Wanna go on a road trip? Dance in the rain? Build houses for charity? Go to McDonald's at 2am? Go on a long walk? SIGN ME UP!!

I can also be lazy and unmotivated to do stuff. If something doesn't interest me, I'd find myself incapable of doing it or I'd do it with great difficulty. I'm one of those 'do something when inspiration/motivation hits you otherwise it'll be absolute shit' types.

But when I do have motivation/inspiration that's when my perfectionism comes in and I have to do it in the best possible way and anything less is an insult to me, my family, my ancestors and descendants lmaoo. Unfortunately I subconsciously set a very high bar for myself which can be overwhelming and stressful but when I manage to produce work of that quality, it's very satisfying and rewarding jshkshdhsj

I have more to add but I feel like this is getting way too long 💀 lemme just move to the next section heheheh

Hobbies: I LOVE listening to music, learning new things, watching movies/anime, sleeping, reading, writing, playing saxophone (I'm still learning tho lol), swimming, drawing, journaling, making friends, and cooking!

My music taste: any type of rock (punk rock, grunge, j-rock, metal), pop, KPOP, RnB, jazz, dubstep, lofi hip hop, rap, trap, krnb, anime OP's and bangers from: Elvis, the beach boys, Queen, Khalid, Ateez, Harry styles, Kendrick Lamar, p!atd, mcr, fallout boy, Nirvana, BTS, mxmtoon, Marianas trench, twenty one pilots, stray kids, Jay Park, crush, Dreamcatcher, Skrillex, MJ, troye sivan etc

Fun facts:

I'm more of a cat person but I live dogs and think they're adorable!!

I have four piercings and I plan on getting more soon!!

I'm a night owl, and get super grumpy in the mornings especially when woken up unexpectedly >:/

Although I love making friends, I only have like 1/2 super close friends and like 20+ acquaintances lol

I want to get a tattoo soon but idk what to get :(

I'm super addicted to coffee (rip) and if I don't take some for some time (like a week) I'll get the worst migraines and I won't feel better until I drink some coffee 😭

That's it!! I hope i wrote enough stuff!! Did I leave anything out? If you need more pls tell me and I'll send another ask :D Take your time!! I'm in no rush. I'll patiently wait even though you get writers block or have a large amount of asks 😌 pls stay safe and healthy!! Drink lots of water, sleep well and have an amazing day/night!! 💙✨

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Hello and Welcome my Starlight!

The Haven box includes:

- Match up

- Sun drop

- Journal of Feelings

- 3 am shenanigans

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I'd match you up with

Sugawara Koushi, Vice-captain of Karasuno

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Sun drops

- OKAY so like, as I read your description I thought of Akaashi or Yaku or Sugawara

- Me being the indecisive author I am had trouble picking

- But then I remembered that you loved to do spontaneous things.

- And that's when I realized that Sugawara is THE ONE

- You two would be deemed the "3 am couple"

- Or in the team it would be "Epitome of Chaos"

- He takes care of you

- He will alway remind you that you don't need to be perfect

- Insecurities? BE GONE

- Nagativity? BE GONE

- That's basically his motto

- He is both your mom and partner in Crime

- did I mention he will take care of you?

- CUDDLES AND KISSES FOR DAYS

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Journal of feelings

- Once this man realizes that you LOVE physical affection. He will give it to you. EVERYTIME HE SEES YOU

Kay entered the gym to watch her boyfriend play. She tried sneaking in and so far it has been great. She thought she was off the hook but then felt a familiar arms wrapped around her waist. "I found you~" Sugawara said with a smile.

- You both would often plan pranks and majority of the times, it would succeed

"Okay okay, so what are we doing today?" Kay asked the silver haired male. "Oh~ maybe we can scare Asahi or anyone for that matter with a beetle?" Sugawara suggested. "That's--no," Kay responded.

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3 am shenanigans

It’s 3 am in the morning. Almost everyone is fast asleep or in their homes, well almost. The night sky is littered with diamond in the sky. The streets were silent but it was comforting. A few people walked here and there. And a few cars passes by there and here. “What are we doing up so late?” A silver haired man said as he yawned. “We’ll be going to Mc Donald’s! What else?” The female responded as she smiled at him. “Is it even open at this time?” He asked. “Koushi, darling, it is open,” Kay, the lover of our beloved silvered male man said as she smiled. Sugawara chuckled and held her hand, the smile on his face was evident. “You know, we should be sleeping by now right?” He said as he pulled her closer. “And so what? I wasn’t planning on sleeping early! I slept the whole day yesterday and missed the chance to hang out with you,” The girl responded.

A small blush appeared on the male’s face and he giggled. “That’s very sweet bu-“ He was about to say but was silenced by the girl. “That was very sweet but we could’ve done this later on or tomorrow. Well, sorry to break it to you, Love. But, we are here,” She said as she pulled the male inside the fast food chain. And soon enough, the two got their orders and enjoyed their meal. “I don’t know why but this hits different,” Kay said as she eat a French fry. “It really does. Especially since you are here,” Sugawara stated as he patted her head. Now, she was the one blushing. As the two chatted, the other customers and staff glanced at them every now and then. None of them were annoyed at their interactions. On the contrary, they enjoyed watching them,

Some felt envious of their relationship. Some dreamt to have something like that. And others remembered the times of old. The two were so sweet, it’s almost too much. Laughter and chattering echoed through the building from both the couple and the people around them. Then they were dub the “3 am couple” as the two would often venture in that restaurant at 3 am in the morning.

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Author's note

I'm so so sorry for the long wait! This week has been hectic. Anywho, I hope you enjoy this matchup~ and thanks for requesting!

#☁️matchup #haikyuu matchups #haikyuu!! #haikyuu matchup #fanfic #anime #fiction #sugawara koushi #sugawara kōshi #Sugawara #sugawara headcanon #match ups #hq matchups #hq sugawara #Anime matchups #BlackPearl

[allie1804-fan]

Please Assist Me (Chapter 17)

Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6, Chapter 7, Chapter 8,  Chapter 9, Ch6apter 10 , Chapter 11, Chapter 12, Chapter 13, Chapter 14, Chapter 15 , Chapter 16

Warnings: Some explicit Content

 He Said

The wrap for the film in November left me high - it had been an amazing experience again for me but the joy at the film completing was made so much better by the knowledge that I would soon be back home, holding Sophia in my arms.

I got back to my apartment after the wrap party at around midnight, slightly inebriated and dialled her back in LA.  

“It’s done, I’m coming home” I declared.

“you seem happy” she said laughing at my slurred speech “are you drunk?”

“little bit I think, yup! You alone?”

“a ha – kids are at Julie’s today”

“ooooh goody, wanna play?”

 She Said

When Ke called me after the wrap party, he was clearly a little drunk, a bit goofy ……and horny. A few times whilst he’d been away, we’d masturbated together and I knew that was where this was going today. I moved into the bedroom and he started softly instructing me as to which garments to remove, what to show him and telling me everything he wanted to do to me when he got back.  He was the master of story telling and timing, holding off telling me to touch myself for as long as he could so that when the time came and he encouraged me ……….

“now  touch yourself, imagine my tongue….”

I was off like a firecracker, screaming his name which pushed him over the edge too, a loud grunt coming through the speaker of the iPad.

I propped the iPad up against his pillow on the bed and we stared at each other, smiling and I know I was blushing a little.

“Why do you always blush when we do that? We are allowed you know, you are my girlfriend right?”

I nodded, giggling a little.

“Yeah, it’s just that it’s 3.30 in the afternoon here - it feels very decadent to be touching myself while the kids are off doing their school day!”

“Where are they on Friday? I get in at around 7am?”

“Lucky you, it’s Miranda’s day. But you should get some sleep”

“I’ll sleep on the plane …………..and after I’ve taken you!”

“Promises, promises”

“Absolutely!”

He Said

“Told you!”

“Told me what?” Sophia breathed as she lay back on the pillow, her long brown hair fanning out around her and her chest still rosy pink with the flush of orgasm.

“Told you I’d take you first before sleep today” I murmured, sinking into the pillow and yawning.

“Poor old man’s sleepy”

“Hey, less of the old”

Sophia pulled up the covers and ran soothing hands over my shoulders”

“Get some rest baby and thank you”

“For what?”

“Coming back to me and keeping your promise”

I could feel myself drifting into dreams already “mmm no problem, I love you Sophia, I’m so glad to be home”

“Love you too Ke”

When I woke up it was early afternoon and Sophia had made a spread of some of my favourite things for lunch, chief among which was a Peanut butter and jelly sandwich! I feasted and we talked about our plans for the time we now had together.  There were still restrictions in California due to Covid so there were limitations on how much we could do but truth be told my main priority was investing time with this newly forming family, seeing some other family and friends and taking some bike rides.  There would be John Wick training in the new year but until then, my time was my own.

 She Said

Once Keanu was back and we’d got over the initial rush of excitement to be together again, we settled into something of a routine.

He’d stay over a couple of nights a week and at least once a week I’d spend the day with him at his house, often just enjoying a decadent day between the sheets.  A Wednesday would be similar for us to a Sunday for a couple who didn’t have kids in the house bouncing out of bed at 7am!

Whilst we did have a routine of sorts there were still adjustments to be made. One of these took me a little by surprise and was partly triggered by a routine letter from my doctor.

Keanu was there as I opened it.

“Everything OK?

“Oh, yeah sure, it’s just about my coil. It’s going to expire soon so I have to go in for a consult”

“Oh and are you just going to get another one or ….?”

“Or what ?”

I had known this decision was coming soon and it had got me questioning whether it was the end of the road for me and babies. Some friends around me were still having more kids and that was one factor in me questioning it. The last new baby had arrived only a couple of weeks ago  - it was Julie’s so we’d gone to visit, taking a gift.  I got to cuddle her little boy Matthew too since we were in the bubble together. I remembered Keanu’s indulgent expression as I’d declared

“Babies just rule don’t they? Every home should have one! – but then again they are soooo much work!”  

I was only joking around but it was true, I did love babies and I couldn’t say for sure that I was content with declaring an end to my child-bearing years by getting another coil fitted for 10 or more years. I know you can take them out early but the fact that it could just go in and stay in did make that particular choice feel quite final. On the other hand, it was safe and super convenient and meant no condoms which I had never liked and most men I knew didn’t either. I wondered what Keanu thought of my comment. He was so great with my 2 kids  - I didn’t know whether he regretted not having kids of his own – I mean I guess that was kind of inevitable given what he had lost but I didn’t know if it was something he wanted still.

“Or …… do you ever wonder about having more kids?”

“Gosh, I don’t know”

“No? You weren’t thinking about it when cuddling baby Matthew the other day?”

I blushed.

“Well, maybe it crossed my mind that this decision was coming up”

“and?”

I took a deep breath

“And I wasn’t sure I was completely ready to …….. to close the door” I admitted.

 He Said

I sat at my desk, a blank piece of paper in front of me. I was about to embark on a methodical analysis of my thoughts on having a kid with Sophia. After she’d said she wasn’t sure she was ready to close the door, she asked me what I wanted.  Gosh, that took the wind out of my sails even though I had been the one to lift the lid by asking her about her coil. To be honest, it was the way she had been with baby Matthew that had started me thinking before that and had re-awakened in me something I’d not felt since my 40s: The longing to have a child of my own.

I started jotting down thoughts  - pros and cons and trying somehow to think about how positive or negative they each were. It was no good weighing a negative like sleepless nights against a positive like giving my mother grandchildren and my sisters a niece or nephew.  I was still pouring over my page, filling it with thoughts and adding circles around key words and phrases when Sophia popped her head around the corner to say hi. She’d just arrived after dropping the kids at Miranda’s.

“Hey what’s this?”  she asked leaning over my shoulder and kissing my cheek.

“Well, it’s me attempting to be rational, practical, you know about what we talked about yesterday”

“Oh, I see” she responded as she started to scan the page.

“you’re not too old” she exclaimed, picking up on one of the negatives I’d written.

“You sure ?– I mean I could be nearly 80 when they’re 20 something – my mom was 40 when I was 20!”

“Yeah but I’ll be 50 when Eva is 20  - 20 was very young to have a kid by today’s standards. What are the numbers next to each thing?”

“A scoring system” I said blushing a bit.

“Oh my god, how scientific are we getting!?”

“Like I said” I defended, “I’m trying to be pragmatic, weigh things in the balance which is hard when you have things like this in the mix”

I pointed to the biggest word on the page which I’d started to draw around. It was ‘Love’ and it was certainly the thing that counted most in the balance. The love that a child could bring into my life and everyone else in our families was why seeing Sophia with Matthew that day had sparked all those feelings. It didn’t really matter that much that I might need to do fewer projects, that I’d have less freedom and time to myself for creative projects, that we’d be building a complex family melding with the existing one. I think the only thing on the page I could see that made me hesitate were the words “Loss” , “risk and “disappointment”. How on earth could we embark on this path and accept that maybe Sophia wouldn’t get pregnant, what steps would we take if that was the case or would we just agree that if it didn’t happen on its own then that was the end of it. Or maybe she would conceive and then we’d lose the baby like Ava  ……… That option almost equalled the love one in terms of being the opposite in negative points.

“Come on,  take a break, have some lunch with me and then talk me through it OK? Maybe I should do the same task huh? We’ll work it out” she soothed, squeezing my hand.

She Said

Keanu was quiet through lunch. I could tell that this topic was really taxing  his head and heart and I felt guilty that my contraceptive choices had brought this to the fore. He reassured me that in fact, it was seeing me with baby Matthew that had really started the thoughts spinning round his mind.

Whilst I teased him about his giant mind map of pros and cons with its elaborate points system,  it was really useful as a prompt to talk it through. It didn’t strip emotion out of it, after all, how could it with the word love and all its layers of meaning sitting at the centre of the page, but it meant we did consider everything as best we could.

It was the first time we’d talked in any detail about Ava and that experience of loss. He told me most of it, leaning back in the lounger by the pool, eyes closed, holding my hand, an occasional tear leaking out. The horror of giving birth to a silent, dead baby filled me with sorrow for him and Jen and, if I’m honest, some fear for myself. Fear of being the one to do that to him again, fear of embarking on something that held such potential danger. It had never felt that way as I had innocently embarked on my pregnancies with Eva and Miguel.

By the time I had to leave that afternoon, we had almost got to our conclusion, but agreed to sleep on it for a few days. Ironically, he called this technique “incubation”! He said you didn’t actually have to actively think about it but letting it just sit in the back of your mind meant that you would process it and come to a conclusion that you were comfortable with.

 He Said

I wanted to pinch myself when I thought back to last Christmas Eve. The two years could not be more different. This evening, at nearly midnight, I found myself hovering outside Miguel’s bedroom door, checking for the steady sounds of him sleeping before sneaking in with his stocking containing a few presents for when he woke up.  Sophia was doing the same outside Eva’s door. As I crept up to his bed, looking at his angelic little face, almost black hair sticking out of the covers just a bit, I felt centred and certain about our decisions last month.

He and Eva were my family too now, not officially in law, but in practice they spent more time with me than with their Dad these days.  They were comfortable with me, even as an occasional disciplinarian not just a playmate. And that was enough for me and Sophia - if we added to the brood with a child of our own, then great; We weren’t making any efforts to stop a pregnancy  and we were both taking care of our health but we would not have any fertility interventions and would stop if  nothing had happened after a couple of years since Sophia was nearly 40.  We had both agreed that we didn’t want to push our luck too far with a risky pregnancy.

 She Said

My main memory of our first Christmas together was Keanu’s goofy grin that seemed to be permanently plastered on his face for the whole holidays.  It was there for all the special meals we shared, there when we all opened our gifts from him (purchased without PA help!) and there when he closed the bedroom door and came to make love to me each night, stifling the sounds of our passion from the kids with his kisses.

We were in a cocoon of love and tenderness - I knew work was on the horizon for him and that would change our rhythm again soon enough but for now, we could bask in each other’s love, enjoy the children together and carry a little spark of hope that I might be able to fall pregnant with his child before long.

Once the holidays were over, Keanu was back to developing John Wick 4 and starting a new programme of training.  We would have to endure some separation again once shooting started in April in New York but we were all decamping at the start to his apartment there since it would be the holidays then. We even had plans to decorate a bedroom each for the children so they would feel at home when we visited. I wanted them to feel safe and secure. It turned out that this was the one thing I couldn’t guarantee for them, now their mother was publicly dating a movie-star.

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Baby Love - Part 4

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

A/N - This chapter is just fluff lol, also the song that plays on the radio is Backstreet Boys - No Place. It came on while i was writing this chapter and it just fit. Hope you enjoy this part ❤️

I was sitting in the back yard with a cup of tea throwing the ball to Dodger, he was happily running laps around the yard with his ball before bringing it back to me to throw again. My phone vibrated on the table beside me drawing my attention, i smiled seeing a message from Chris.

Morning sweetheart, you awake yet? Xx

Morning 😘, yeah I'm awake. Im sitting out back playing with Dodger xx

Its a little early for you isn't it? Xx

I think i slept too much yesterday lol xx

Anything planned for today? Xx

Nope just gonna hang out with my main man, i might not even get dressed today lol xx

Please tell me your not out in my back yard naked??.... xx

Of course not! Im wearing your Boston shirt ;) xx

Just my shirt!? Xx

Wouldnt you like to know.....xx

I chuckled as i typed my reply, i was wearing his shirt but i also had on a pair of sleep shorts... he didnt need to know that though.

I would actually! Xx

"Come on Dodge lets feed you" i called to him getting up and heading inside.

I walked into the house and stopped suddenly as i saw Chris closing the front door and dropping his bags on the floor.

"Your home!" i beamed after the shock wore off that he was actually here....he wasn't due back for days yet!

"I had to see you" he was smiling just as much as me as he started to walk towards me "your wearing more than my shirt you little tease"

"I didn't know you'd catch me in my lie" i shrugged, just as Chris reached me he was bundled by a very excited Dodger. Within seconds Chris was on the floor with Dodger jumping all over him licking his face as Chris laughed happily.

"Guess i'll wait my turn" i laughed as i stood watching the two of them greet each other.... I may have recorded their reunion!

After a few minutes i left them to it and went into the kitchen to do Dodgers food, maybe then id get a chance to see Chris. I was humming along to a song on the radio swaying my hips a little as i fed Dodger, then put the kettle on and grabbed some mugs from the cupboard.

When i felt hands winding around my waist i jumped, i hadnt heard Chris come into the kitchen! His hands were soon resting over my tummy as he pressed a kiss to side of my neck.

"Hey" i heard him say quietly, his voice slightly muffled as he nuzzled his face against me, his hand stroking my stomach.

"Hey" i smiled leaning back against him, one of my hands reaching back and stroking the back of his hair as the other covered his hand on my stomach.

"I missed you so much"

"I missed you too"

"I think Dodger missed me more, i got kisses from him.... i mean he tackled me to the floor!"

"You want me to tackle you to the floor Evans?... huh?" I teased turning round in his arms seeing the huge grin on his face.

"I wouldnt say no...."

"I would, but i cant be tackling you im afraid.... ive got precious cargo on board" i shrugged my shoulder.

"Righttttt! Probably a good idea not to tackle me then.....doesnt mean you can't kiss me though" he wiggled his eyebrows pulling me closer to him.

"Fineeee if i have to! Your so demanding...." i started to tease him but was cut off by him crashing his lips to mine, one hand cupping my face lovingly, the other resting on my lower back pulling me closer to him. Being back in Chris's arms was the best feeling in the world, even before we took that step from friends to lovers i always loved being in his arms. I pulled back enough to get a good look at him and smiled lovingly up at him.

"What?"

"How do you look this pretty after you've been working as much as you have and then being stuck on a plane... its just not fair" i chuckled as we slowly swayed to the song on the radio "i mean i have literally just slept for about 12 hours and i look like crap"

"You look beautiful" he smiled down at me "even with your bed hair".

I playfully slapped his chest as we both started laughing, it was soon silent except for the radio as we just enjoyed being together.

"I've been all around the world, done all there is to do

But you'll always be the home I wanna come home to

You're a wild night with a hell of a view

There ain't no place, ain't no place like you

There ain't no place, ain't no place like you"

"I like this song" Chris smiled pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"Yeah me too" i said pushing my hands under his tshirt and running them up his back "so um, as nice as this is.... you planning on taking me to bed anytime soon?"

"Really?....."

"Yes! From the second i saw you walk in that door I've wanted you!"

"Oh god me too!" He quickly scooped me up into his arms and rushed to his bedroom.

The rest of the day was spent in bed, we finally showered around 10pm when my stomach was growling so loudly that it kinda ruined the mood. Chris took Dodger out for his evening walk while i ordered Chinese, i was not cooking this late!

I was in the kitchen getting the boxes of chinese food out of the bag when Chris got back.

"Just in time" i smiled over my shoulder as he walked into the kitchen.

"Smells amazing"

"You think? i thought it smelt a little weird.... you dont think this smells funny?" I asked holding out some pork chow mein, he took the box and sniffed at them before shaking his head.

"Smells fine to me"

"Really?"

"Yeah" he nodded "maybe its a pregnancy thing?"

"Hmmm maybe..... god i still cant believe im pregnant. Like, im growing a human right now.... how weird is that!"

Chris laughed throwing his head back, right hand holding his chest, yes the famous Chris Evans left boob grab laugh! "Its not weird at all sweetheart, people have babies everyday"

"I know that, its just weird that im having a baby" i shook my head "still doesnt feel real i guess"

"Well it is" he said pulling me into his arms "we can make an appointment for the doctor in the morning if that will make you feel better?"

"Yeah okay"

Chris pressed a quick kiss to my lips then passed me one of the chinese food boxes "Come on, you need to eat"

"Oh god Chris please keep those away from me" i turned away from them seeing the pork chow mein and grabbed the spare ribs "mmm these smell amazing"

"You better share woman!"

"You've got that nasty chow mein leave my ribs alone Evans" i laughed as i walked through to the living room.

"Come onnnn" he whined behind me.

"But the baby wants ribs" i pouted at him as i sat on the sofa getting comfy.

"God, fine! You can have the ribs" he sighed sitting next to me.

"Im just kidding! Of course i'll share with you...."

"Awww really?"

"Yeah of course.....you can have one"

"One??"

I burst out laughing as he grabbed me with one arm pulling me into his lap.

"Hey careful! Im gonna drop this all over your floor!"

"Lets just forget dinner and go back to bed, i like that idea more"

"I need food first, I'm starving! But we can go back to bed after i promise"

"Fine"

"I ordered extra ribs for you by the way, i knew you'd want some" i pecked his lips quickly before climbing off his lap and finally getting started on the ribs that smelt like the most amazing thing in the world.

"Hey do you have any pickles??" I turned to Chris

"What??.....pickles? Why do you want pickles... your eating chinese food"

"I really want pickles"

"Definitely a pregnancy thing" Chris muttered under his breath as he got up and headed back to the kitchen.

"Thank you!" I called out to him as i chuckled to myself, he really was the best.

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Merry Christmas, @wolfspirals!

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Everything I Didn’t Know I Wanted For Christmas

"I can't believe you stole your own nephew's Christmas present!" Alec hissed at Jace, shoving him hard enough that he lost his balance and bumped into the fridge.

"Woah, chill, man," Jace said, both hands held up in surrender. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"The hell you don't! That present sitting right on the top of the stack is Henry's Christmas present! I wrapped it up myself!" Alec fumed.  

"I could have bought the same wrapping paper, and wrapped it up really terribly on my own," Jace said defensively.  

"You also left the card I wrote for Henry stuck to the wrapper," Alec said flatly.

"Oh fuck!" Jace's eyes widened, trying to manoeuvre around Alec to go back out into the living room. "I have to go get that before Willie starts opening the presents!"

Alec moved to block his way, glowering at his brother.

"Ok, fine! I'm sorry, ok?" Jace said, running a hand through his too-long hair in frustration. "It's just, you know, life has been a bit of a mess around here, with the new baby coming and Willie being more of a brat than usual. I promised Clary I'd handle this whole birthday party and present thing so she wouldn't tire herself out, but I wasn't expecting it to be so much work!"

"Izzy helped you plan this party," Alec pointed out stonily. "If you were too busy to go out to the shops to get Will a present, you could have ordered it online, or just asked one of us to get it for you. Not come over to my place with the spare key I gave you for emergencies and steal the fucking present out of my closet!"

"I was desperate, ok? I only remembered yesterday, and all the nearest shops said they were all sold out. I couldn't let Willie down, and Clary wouldn't have gotten mad, you know, she'd have been disappointed, which is even worse. I knew you'd have bought it for Henry months in advance," Jace said, trying to turn pleading eyes on Alec. "Look, they'll probably still have stock at Roosevelt Field, since that's the biggest mall around here. You could leave Henry here tonight for a sleepover, pop over there in the morning tomorrow, and still be in time to meet us for the Christmas Parade in the afternoon."

Alec sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I hate you."

"I owe you one, ok?" Jace said, tension leaving his shoulders now that he knew Alec was probably going to give in. "Now let me just go out there-"

"I've already removed the card. It's in my pocket," Alec said wryly.

Jace heaved a sigh of relief. "Thanks, man. I knew you've always got my back."

"No, fuck you - I was looking out for Will," Alec muttered.

"What are you two doing hiding in the kitchen?" Izzy suddenly said from the doorway, eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Nothing. Guy stuff," Jace said quickly.

Izzy rolled her eyes. "I think we're a bit too old for the 'No Girls Allowed' club. Come on, Will's going to start on his presents!"

Alec sighed and followed his siblings out into the living room, already mentally trying to calculate travel times in Christmas Eve traffic and around roadblocks because of the parade. He'd like to think that Henry was well-adjusted enough that the kid would be ok even if he didn't get that particular toy for Christmas, but every boy around Henry's age was probably getting an action figure of the superhero Silver Shot for Christmas this year, and Alec hated the thought of Henry feeling left out. Besides, Henry's smiles on Christmas morning was one of the few things Alec really looked forward to.

Technically, Henry was his godson. Henry's biological parents, John and Lydia Monteverde, had been Alec's best friends in college. When Henry was barely over a year old, his parents had been killed by a drunk driver in a tragic accident, and Alec found out that they had named him as Henry's legal guardian, since they had no other living relatives they were close to. So at the age of 23, Alec had become a single parent. Even with all the Lightwoods chipping in and a more flexible work schedule courtesy of working in the family business, the last four years hadn't been easy. Alec had been the one changing diapers, holding Henry's hand when he'd been taking those first few baby steps, nursing him through cuts and bumps and fevers and colds, reading him bedtime stories, and hugging him close after nightmares and during thunderstorms. And when Henry was learning to talk, Izzy had taught him to call Alec 'Daddy' - and that was that.

Alec tried not to grind his teeth when Jace's son opened the present he'd bought months ago for Henry, and clenched his jaw when Will threw a tantrum and wouldn't allow Henry to even take a closer look at the action figure.

"Hey. You alright?" he asked his son, drawing him to a quiet corner after all the presents had been opened. "Uncle Jace said you could sleep over if you wanted, but we could go home instead."

Henry shrugged. "It's ok. I know Will wasn't being mean on purpose. Aunt Izzy said it's because he's worried about the new baby coming, that Uncle Jace and Aunt Clary will love him less, which is dumb because it doesn't work that way."

"You've got it all figured out, huh?" Alec said, trying to hide his grin.

Henry nodded solemnly. "Yeah, plus the special extra-long Silver Shot show is on tomorrow morning, and I wanna watch it with Will. It's going to be so cool! I think Silver Shot is going to find out who The Shaman is!"

"The Shaman is the bad guy, right?" Alec asked, having only the vaguest idea what the cartoon was about.

"Only sometimes. But he's also actually Silver Shot's boyfriend. You know, when they're not in their costumes."

Alec blinked. "His what?"

"His boyfriend," Henry repeated patiently. "Silver Shot kisses other boys - like you, Daddy. Can I go tell Will that I'm staying over tonight?"  

"Yeah, ok," Alec replied, still slightly flummoxed. A gay superhero on mainstream media? Who would've thought?  

Then he registered the rest of what Henry had said, and realised that Henry must have been up awake past his bedtime with Will, watching from Jace's house across the street on the rare occasions that Alec had actually been out on dates and the even rarer occasions when he had invited his date home for... "coffee".  

"...Crap."

Magnus reflected that not that long ago, he'd probably have been nursing a hangover on the morning of Christmas Eve, preparing to go out and drink some more that night. That Magnus would never have imagined getting up at eight in the morning to cook waffles and scrambled eggs while his son sat with eyes glued to the screen watching some cartoon where a guy in a silver half-mask was fighting someone who was throwing fireballs from his hands. But some changes in life were for the better, and Magnus didn't regret a thing - not the sleepless nights he'd spent rocking and singing to a colicky baby, not the expensive silk shirts Rafael had ruined with spit-up, not the ugly rubber bumpers he'd had to fix to the corners of all his lovely teak furniture when his son had started toddling around. In fact, he didn't even regret the two years he'd spent married to Camille.

He'd caught her having an affair with her colleague and filed for divorce before Rafael turned two, citing irreconcilable differences and demanding full custody of Rafael, which Camille had been only too happy to give up. She still visited Rafael at least twice a year though - once on his birthday, and once on Christmas Eve.

Just as Magnus was placing the plates and cups on a tray, as if thinking about her had somehow summoned her, someone jabbed the doorbell several times in rapid succession. Magnus rolled his eyes and put the tray on the coffee table.

"Eat, Rafe. I know you hate your eggs cold," he told his son, then went to get the door.

Camille was standing outside the door of his penthouse apartment, dressed to the nines, with a parcel clutched to her chest and an expression of impatient disdain on her face. She pushed him out of the way, heels clicking sharply on the hardwood floor as she walked towards the living room.  

"You're early," Magnus observed. Unlike him, Camille hadn't changed her habits much over the years - he didn't think she usually got up before noon.

"Louis is taking me on a luxury cruise down the East River," she replied.

"Because sailing down a river of stinky, polluted water is the very height of romance, I'm sure," Magnus said snidely.

Camille shot him a nasty look over her shoulder, gaze flicking to his appropriately festive apron, which had a picture of a candy cane and the words 'It's not going to lick itself' printed on it. "Yes, you always were a great romantic. Too bad the only hot dates you've been getting these days have been with your right hand."

"Nonsense. I occasionally date my left hand instead. Sometimes both, at the same time," Magnus said cheerfully.

Camille snorted inelegantly, then crouched down to hug Rafael and plant a kiss on his cheek. "Merry Christmas, sweetie!"

"Hi Mama. Merry Christmas," Rafael replied a little distractedly, wiping lipstick off his cheek with the sleeve of his pajamas.

Camille pushed the parcel into his arms. "Open it!"

"Um, ok," Rafael said, tearing his eyes away from the screen with effort to peel open the wrapping. She'd given him a toy puppy with body parts labelled in large black lettering - ear, hand, tummy, foot. There was a heart-shaped button in its chest, and when pressed, it lit up and played the ABC song.

"Yes, perfect - if Rafe was five months old, instead of five years old," Magnus said, and Camille glared at him.

"Um, it's ok. I love it. Thanks, Mama," Rafe said quickly, giving her a hug and a small smile before turning back to the screen.

Camille stood up slowly, then flashed a smile at Magnus that was all teeth. "May I use your bathroom?"

Magnus swept his arm in a grand gesture. "Be my guest," he said, frowning as she stalked down the hallway towards the bedrooms.

He was just about to follow her to make sure that she was going into the common bathroom, when Rafael said very softly, "Papa, my eggs have gone cold. Could you...?"

"Of course," Magnus said, whisking the plate off to the kitchen to give the eggs another quick stir in the pan.

He was just setting the plate down in front of Rafael when he thought he heard the sound of a window being opened. Walking quickly towards his bedroom, he was just in time to see Camille flinging the present he'd bought for Rafael out of the window - seven storeys down, straight into the busy morning traffic.

"What the fuck did you do that for?" he snarled in a low voice.

"Oops. Guess Papa doesn't even have a present for his darling little boy - how disappointing," she replied sweetly, before sauntering out of the room.

Magnus had to take a few deep breaths before he'd calmed down enough to kick Camille out of his house as civilly as he could manage in front of their son. He'd bought that Silver Shot action figure a month ago, and even then he'd had to try a few places before he'd managed to get his hands on one. Rafe was a sweet kid and wouldn't mind receiving something else, but for this to happen because of fucking Camille...

Checking to make sure that Rafael's attention was still on the television and he wouldn't overhear the conversation, Magnus grabbed his phone and hit Ragnor's number on the speed-dial.

"Ragnor, I need you to do me a favour - could you and Raphael watch Rafe for a while? I've got some emergency Christmas shopping to do."

The Christmas Parade was at three in the afternoon, so Alec was at the mall by 10am, figuring that it would give him ample time to buy the toy, get it wrapped, and maybe run some errands if he had the time. He'd expected parking to be a nightmare and insane crowds at the malls - but he hadn't expected to walk into the toy store and find the shelves for the Silver Shot toys completely empty. There wasn't a scrap of merchandise left, not even an overpriced water bottle, much less an action figure of Silver Shot.

"Erm, excuse me..." he said, trying to get the attention of a harried store worker. "What happened to all the Silver Shot stuff?"

The guy frowned at him. "Whaddya think? All sold out of course!"

"Everything? Isn't there even like stationery, or a lunchbox?"

"Yes, everything," the guy snapped. "Sold out a week ago."

"Could you please check the back room? Maybe something fell behind a shelf?" Alec asked a little desperately. "I just need to get something for my son - anything."

"Look, buddy-" the irrate store worker began to say.

"Hi, sorry - I couldn't help overhearing the conversation, and I'm looking for something for my son as well," someone interrupted them smoothly.

Alec half-turned and froze - the speaker was a very handsome man wearing a well-fitted grey topcoat that showed off broad shoulders and biceps to die for. Alec tried not to stare.

"I know you're busy, but it would really make the day of two kids - and two very desperate fathers," he continued, looking over at Alec with his beautiful brown eyes to include him in the conversation - and fuck, it was just Alec's luck that this guy was probably happily married.

"I'm sure with how well-organised this place is, a quick check of the system will show if there's supposed to be anything in stock, but that was misplaced. That's all we're asking for," he said, but the store worker just frowned. "We'll be sure to call up the store and tell them how you went above and beyond in your service - Raj," the guy added, after a quick glance at his name tag.

The store worker heaved a loud sigh and stomped over to the nearest register and typed in the search terms. Alec sneaked a peek at the other father's left hand resting on the countertop - he was wearing a couple of rings, but his ring finger was bare, though that didn't necessarily mean that he was single.

Their not-so-friendly service staff, Raj, shook his head. "Nope, not even a pencil."

"How about the other one? The Shaman?" Alec asked.  

Raj let out a short bark of laughter. "Where have you been? The Shaman is just as popular, plus with that Christmas special this morning - I promise you, everything is gone," he said, but humoured them and typed in a new search, then hit 'enter' and frowned. "Wait - there's one Shaman action figure left. But it's reserved."

"So they'll be coming here to get it today?" Alec asked. He supposed he could try his luck and hang around to wait for the person who'd reserved the toy and see if he could convince them to sell it to him instead.

"I suppose so. Collection of reserved stuff is at the main counter at level one."

"And there's just one?" the other father asked, and Alec saw the mischievous gleam in his eye a split second before the guy turned and dashed towards the escalators.

"Hey! Remember that call you promised, my Christmas bonus is depending on it!" Raj called out after them, but Alec was already hot on the heels of the other guy, dodging shoppers left and right and mumbling apologies.

For once, Alec was thankful for all the times Jace had dragged him to the gym, but the other guy was pretty fit as well, nimbly slipping between people on the narrow escalator faster than Alec would have expected from a guy that broad. He glanced over his shoulder, searching for Alec when he reached the bottom of the escalator, and flashed Alec a grin when he saw that Alec still stuck at the top, before making a beeline for the next escalator. By the time Alec reached the front counter two floors down, he was only in time to catch the tail end of the conversation - the other guy asking the counter staff, "What was she wearing?"

"Uh, a red parka," the flustered girl replied.

Alec scanned the crowd quickly, using his height to his advantage, and spotted a woman in a red coat carrying a shopping bag that was about the right size, heading for the exit. He ran after her and caught up with her just outside, tapping her on the shoulder.

"Hey, sorry, I really need to talk to you," he said, panting from the unexpected exercise.

She turned around in surprise, then smiled at him. "Hi!" she said in a flirty tone, very blatantly checking him out, and Alec's only excuse was that he panicked.

"I'm gay, I just wanted to ask if you would sell me the Shaman toy," he blurted out.

Her face turned stormy immediately. "Fuck off," she snapped, and stomped off.

Alec heard a snort of laughter behind him, and turned to find the other guy leaning against the wall, trying to catch his breath as well.

"Are you always that straightforward?" he asked, then laughed again when Alec shrugged helplessly. He stuck out a hand. "I'm Magnus."

"Alec," Alec replied, shaking the proffered hand.

"Well, I hope your better half isn't going to hold it against you," Magnus said.

"Um, there's no better half. It's just me and the kid," Alec said.

"Ah, that's tough. As a single parent myself, I understand completely," Magnus said.

"Yeah. Guess we'll just have to think of something else to get for our kids," Alec said gloomily.  

Magnus groaned. "God, I think I need a martini - or two - before I can even start to think about that," he said, then looked up at Alec slightly coyly. "Care to join me?"  

"At 11.30 in the morning?" Alec asked.

"It's always happy hour somewhere," Magnus said airily.

Alec huffed out a laugh. "Yeah, what the hell, why not?"

"You see, it wasn't even my fault. And it wasn't your fault, either. We've just got the worst luck," Alec complained, taking another gulp of his beer. "But it still feels like we're the ones who let our kids down."

"It does," Magnus agreed. "Even though Rafael wouldn't say anything. He'd be disappointed, but he's not the type to throw a tantrum about things like that."

"Yeah, Henry wouldn't, either," Alec said morosely.

"Sounds like we're doing something right, then," Magnus said with a smile.

Alec let out a small chuckle. "Yeah, I hope so."  

"I guess that makes my sad date-less social life worth it," Magnus said musingly.

"Seriously? You, too?" Alec asked in surprise. "I mean... You're you."

Magnus laughed lightly. "I could say the same for you," he told Alec with a wink, and was amused when a slight colour rose in Alec's cheeks.

Alec cleared his throat and checked his watch. "Crap. It's already one o'clock, and we still need to get presents."

"I suppose we can't go wrong with a nice book?" Magnus suggested, half trying to convince himself.

The bartender had put the radio on for some Christmasy tunes, and just as Magnus was trying to catch his attention to call for the bill, an announcement came on the radio.

"Thanks for tuning in to Power NY FM, and pssst, we've got a little surprise for our listeners! Come on down to our booth at the Christmas Parade this afternoon, answer one simple question, and you could stand to win a limited-edition Silver Shot figurine!"

Magnus exchanged a look with Alec and quickly threw down a handful of bills. Alec grabbed both their coats off the back of their chairs and held Magnus' out for him.

"Keep the change, Merry Christmas!" Magnus called out to the bartender as he slipped into his coat, and both of them hurried out into the cold.  

It had made more sense for them to share one car, so they'd taken Alec's practical Honda instead of Magnus' flashy Jaguar, but with all the roadblocks and Christmas Eve traffic, they honestly might have had better luck just jogging there. They reached the booth set up by the radio station with only half an hour to spare before the start of the parade, but when they finally reached the head of the queue, they were in for more disappointment - the radio contest was just for a lucky draw. It would be weeks before the winners were announced.

"Looks like we might have to do our shopping after the parade," Magnus sighed, checking his phone. "My friends were helping me watch Rafael this morning, and I need to go find them."

"Yeah, Henry is with my siblings and their families. I need to go find them too," Alec admitted, skimming through the messages from Jace and Izzy. He really had to go, they were already waiting for him, but he didn't want to leave just yet.

"Do you want to continue our shopping together later?" he blurted out.

"Yes, of course," Magnus replied quickly. "I would love that."

Alec was just about to suggest that they exchange numbers when someone grabbed both of them by their arms.

"Oh thank god, I thought you guys weren't going to show!" she exclaimed, pulling them towards a tent marked 'staff only'.

"What? What's going on?" Alec asked. Magnus looked just as confused.

"You're the actors playing Silver Shot and The Shaman, right?" she asked impatiently, and Alec noticed that she had a pass hanging from a lanyard around her neck that said 'parade manager'.

"No!" Alec yelped.

"Oh shit. I'm so sorry!" the flustered parade manager gasped, letting go of them. "It's just that we've got ten minutes before the parade starts, and the guys who were supposed to dress up as Silver Shot and The Shaman for the parade never showed up. I thought it was you two - you kind of look perfect for the parts."

"No, we're not actors. But what happens if the actual actors don't turn up?" Magnus asked.

"Well, there're going to be lots of disappointed kids for sure," she replied, running a hand through her hair in frustration.

"What would we have to do? Just stand on the parade float and wave?" Magnus asked.

"Pretty much, yeah."

"I think we could do it - don't you agree, Alexander?" Magnus said brightly.

Alec's eyes widened in horror. "Wait-"

"Really?! Oh my god, you're lifesavers! I'll be sure to get one of those special-edition action figures for the both of you as a thank you," she gushed.

"That would be perfect! You're our lifesaver," Magnus said, beaming, then turned to Alec. "Were you about to say something?"

"No, it's nothing," Alec said, licking his lips nervously. "Let's do this."

Magnus had to say that he looked pretty good in The Shaman's costume: dark red flowy pants embroidered with gold thread and heavy with beads, a matching crop top and armbands, and a burnished gold cloak that billowed behind him in a way that satisfied the 8-year-old in him. There was a feathered and beaded half-mask as well, but he left that off for now, and went round the privacy curtain to find Alec fidgeting with his costume: skin-tight militaristic black clothes that clung in all the right places, silver cuffs on his wrists, fingerless gloves, and a silver half-mask. Alec glanced up, his gaze lingering on Magnus' exposed abs and bare arms, and swallowed hard.

"You're going to catch a cold in that," he said a little gruffly.

"It's only for half an hour, I'll be fine," Magnus assured him. "Are you ok?"

"Yeah, it's just... I've never worn so much spandex in my life," Alec grumbled, then dropped his head and groaned. "I can't believe I agreed to do this."

Magnus laughed and adjusted Alec's mask for him. "You look fine. More than fine."

Alec blushed charmingly, but before he could reply, there was a knock on the door.

"Everything alright in there?" the parade manager called out, sounding a little panicky. Alec went to open the door for her, and Magnus put on his mask.

They were whisked away to the parade float and briefed on what to expect, and before they knew it, they were standing on the float waving at the crowds and trying their best to look the part. Magnus scanned the crowd, trying to spot Rafael with Ragnor and Raphael, but all he saw was a blur of excited children and adults.

The float came to a stop in front of the ice skating ring at Rockefeller Plaza, which was the midpoint of the parade, and the theme song from the cartoon began to play over the speakers. They were supposed to do a short skit here, pretending to fight each other; Magnus got into the swing of things immediately, pretending to throw fireballs from his hands, but it was hard keeping a straight face with how earnest Alec looked trying to stay in character while firing imaginary arrows from his plastic silver bow and dodging Magnus' attacks.

At the end of the skit, Magnus and Alec moved to the front of the float and held hands, to show that Silver Shot and The Shaman had made up. And when the music stopped, Magnus heard a loud cry - "That's Papa!"

He turned and finally spotted Rafael, who was sitting on the shoulders of his namesake, Magnus' adopted brother. He blew a kiss at his delighted son, and noticed that a little blond boy sitting on the shoulders of a bespectacled guy standing just next to Raphael was also grinning from ear-to-ear, waving madly and shouting, "Daddy! My Daddy is Silver Shot!"

"Is that Henry?" he asked Alec, and Alec nodded, waving and grinning at his son.

As they stood there laughing and waving at their surprised families, a chant started up in the crowd, mostly from the teenagers and adults: "Kiss! Kiss!"

Alec looked a little wild-eyed, but he licked his own lips self-consciously and Magnus saw his eyes dart lower to Magnus' lips.

"It's Christmas, after all. We should give the crowd what they want - that is, if you don't mind," Magnus murmured, stepping a little closer.

"Yeah, we should," Alec agreed. He ducked his head and kissed Magnus gently, to a resounding roar of approval from the crowd.

"I know we don't need to do any more Christmas shopping after this, but I'm gonna be needing your number," Alec told Magnus, his arms still resting lightly around Magnus' waist, and Magnus laughed.

"I have a feeling it's going to be a very Merry Christmas for the both of us," Magnus joked cheekily.

Alec grinned. "Merry Christmas, Magnus."

"Merry Christmas, Alexander."

#wolfspirals #malecsanta18 #*fics18 #*gifts18

[battlemaiden13]

so I got a question... assuming that the skelebros havn't learned about human female's "monthly woes" how do they react when their S/O has one for the first time around them. (I mean she's had them before but they either didn't notice or she was riding it out on her own in her own home) this includes everything.blood,cramps,moodiness,cravings and probably most fun to write about for some of the skelebaes ... the Pheromones we release lol. I wanna see how they react to that in particular XD

13: I split up the skeletons with different difficulties associated with periods. Since these are longer responses I didn’t want to focus on all the symptoms. Please be warned both Red and Syrup may be teetering on the edge of NSFW slightly. Ok Syrup a lot. so please keep that in mind. Sans - crampsYou groaned and dropped to the ground as soon as you walked in the door. You had just gotten home from work and it was a nightmare. Not because of the actual work but because your uterus decided to rip itself to pieces without your consent. “heya kid. tough day at work” You looked up to see Sans smiling lazily down at you. In reply to his question you simply groaned and curled in on yourself. Sans gave you a confused look, not that you could see it from your position on the floor, before he squatted down in front of you. He eyed you over before his grin turned to the shit eating one he has. The one he wears when he’s annoying his brother with puns, or when he’s figured out something no one else has. “sorry to be a pain kid, but period-ically i just have to egg myself on but oh cramps dear, you look bloody awful-““Sans I swear to god if you make another pun I’m confiscating you bloody ketchup!” You growled. Sans grin stretched “bloody?”“Shut the hell up and get me some pain killers!” Sans chuckled to himself as he stood up and walked to the kitchen allowing yourself to drag your own aching body to the couch. You and Sans spent the night chilling on the couch watching bad movies, eating junk food and joking with each other. Papyrus- moodiness Papyrus stood behind the couch at a loss of what to do. You had been laughing before suddenly becoming very angry at him and now you sat on the floor crying. Your emotions seemed to jump from one thing to the next in an instance and Papyrus was upset. He wanted to help you and hug you but wasn’t sure if touching you would make things worse. He didn’t want to upset you but seeing you like this was hurting him. He slowly bent down next to you and reached for your shoulder but hesitated, his hand hovering just above you. “H-HUMAN? ARE YOU OK?” Your boyfriends voice was laced with worry as he eyed you. You look up wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your jumper. “I am so sorry Papyrus. I know I’m being stupid and selfish and unfair. I didn’t mean to yell at you. I just, I don’t know what happened” Papyrus’ face softened and a small smile spread over his teeth. He gently grabbed your shoulder and pulled you into a hug. “IT IS QUITE ALRIGHT HUMAN. WE ARE ALL ALLOWED TO GET UPSET AT TIMES.” He gently stroked your hair as you curled yourself into his ribs. You considered for a moment telling your monster boyfriend why your emotions were going haywire but if your sweet darling skeleton just accepted it your didn’t really find the need to explain what was wrong and instead choose to pull yourself closer to the skeleton. Edge - Blood“HUMAN WHY ARE YOUR CLOTHES DRENCHED IN BLOOD?” Edge had just started to do the laundry and apparently found your clothes from yesterday. He was standing in the doorway eyeing you suspiciously as he held your dirty clothes. You rolled your eyes at his comment. “Ok drenched is a little dramatic Edge. There’s only a few drops.” “AND HOW DID THESE DROPS GET ON YOUR CLOTHES?” He asked, impatiently tapping im his foot on the ground. “It tends to happen when you bleed. Kind of my fault, I wasn’t expecting it to start until today” “WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING HUMAN! MY DATEMATE SHOULD BE STRONG ENOUGH SO NO ONE CAN MAKE THEM BLEED” you snorted. “Yeah tell that to Mother Nature” “WHO IS THIS MOTHER NATURE?! I WILL CRUSH THEM INTO DUST FOR DRAWING BLOOD FROM MY HUMAN” you paused in your task and looked over at the menacing skeleton who was glaring at the wall. “Say sweetie?” He turned to you and the angry expression he wore softened ever so slightly “do female monsters get periods?” Edge seemed to think for a second. “I HAVEN’T HEARD THE TERM. ARE FEMALE HUMANS WEAKENED IN THIS STATE?”“Not really. Some get really bad pains in their stomach. But honestly sweetie the blood is nothing to worry about. It’s normal”“IT IS NORMAL FOR HUMANS TO BLEED?” “Occasionally” “I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION” you sighed. You really didn’t want to have to talk with your boyfriend but it looked like he wasn’t going to shut up until you did. Red - moodiness Red didn't know what it was but something about you these last few days had been different. Sexy. I mean he always thought you were sexy but something about the last few days just seemed different, like that sexiness had been increased somehow. You currently stood at the kitchen counter leaning over it as you prepared yourself a snack. Red couldn't help himself he came up behind you and wrapped his bony arms around your waste, leaning into your ear to whisper "looks good babe. pretty hungry myself" he began to kiss your neck "think I want a snack of my own" you scoffed and pushed him away from you. "Go away Red. I ain't in the mood" the skeleton was taken aback but soon got over it rolling his eyes and leaning on the counter. "What's wrong babe" "Gah nothing, just drop it!" You snapped rather harshly "Gee doll what's the problem? Obviously somethin’s got ya panties in a twist" "Maybe your my problem!" You glared over at the skeleton but as soon as your eyes met his shocked sockets you immediately felt guilty and felt the tears welling up in your eyes “ah! I am so sorry Red!! I didn’t mean that! I am really I sorry, I just, argh!” “woah doll, what’s up, seriously is everythin ok?” The monster was seriously confused. What did he do to make you angry? And then suddenly you start crying? He does not know how to react to this situation. “I’m fine, it’s just mood swings. Always happens with my period. Look sweetie I’m really sorry about yelling at you. I’m just moody cause of the pain” you looked so upset. Red took a moment to register what you just said. When it did his face glowed a like red and he didn’t know what to say. He knew what a period was and what it entailed but the fact you openly admitted to him that you were currently on yours threw him off guard. He stood there awkwardly until he saw your face. You just looked so upset and he hated it! He grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a hug. “it’s ok babe, honestly if the worst ya gonna do is yell at me i think i can handle it” he said chuckling lightly Blue - BloodYou got out of bed and went to the bathroom. It was early in the morning and your boyfriend had just woken you up with his alarm. As he turned around to turn the thing off you escaped to the bathroom before he could pull you into a hug for another five minutes, leaving the small skeleton slightly disappointed as he turned back to where you use to lay. He shrugged it off though and sat up himself throwing off the covers and staring blankly at your spot for a few seconds before panic flooded his mind. He scrambled out of bed and raced to the bathroom throwing open the door to see you standing in front of the mirror fixing your hair. “MAIDEN! ARE YOU OK?!” His voice was panicked and the skeleton was trembling with tears in the corners of his sockets “What?” You turned to face him “I’m fine sweetie, why?” “THE BED. THERE WAS BLOOD EVERYWHERE! MAIDEN I FEAR YOU MIGHT BE MORTALLY WOUNDED!?” The skeleton cried in destress. You started at him for a while trying hard to understand what he said. “Ah damn it, sorry sweetie, I’ll clean the sheets I promise” you said turning back towards the mirror. “I DON’T CARE ABOUT THAT!” Blue yelled slamming his foot down on the ground like a spoiled brat who wasn’t getting what he wanted. You turned back to you boyfriend seeing the angry and scared expression on his face and watching the tears well up in his sockets. “WHY ARE YOU BLEEDING!? IS THERE SOMETHING GOING ON THAT YOU AREN’T TELLING ME? ARE YOU, IS EVERYTHING” Blue fidgeting on the spot for a second before he found in his voice “Maiden your not falling down are you?” His voice came out quiet and he couldn’t bring himself to look away from you. You started back at him before breaking down into a fit of laughter“Blue I’m fine, I’m just on my period, bleeding happens. I forgot it was coming this week hence the mess on the sheets. Sorry again about that cutie” the skeleton didn’t seem to happy about that answer “THIS HAPPENS OFTEN! MAIDEN YOU NEED TO SEE A DOCTOR” you look confused at the small skeleton “Blue, sweetie bell, do you know what a period is?” Blue still would not tear his eyes away from you. “NO BUT IM SURE IF BLOOD IS INVOLVED IT CANNOT BE HEALTHY” oh boy. You spent another hour calmly and slowly informing your adorable boyfriend what it was that was happening to you. Orange - cravings you were raiding the cupboards for the eighth time in the last hour. You knew chocolate wouldn’t just magically appear in any of them but maybe there was a spot you hadn’t checked yet and that was were all the chocolate was hiding. Unfortunately after another ten minutes of rummaging you figured this wasn’t the case and the house in fact just didn’t have any chocolate. You say in the middle of the kitchen floor pouting for a while. Soon Orange walked into the room and headed straight for the fridge opening the door, pulling out a bottle of honey he closed the door and leant on it looking down at you. “something got you down honey? you look floored” the skeleton stated taking a swig of the golden liquid in his hand. “There’s no chocolate” you said looking like it was the worst thing in the world“sorry, there’s left over taco ingredients or oatmeal cookies” “Noooooo I need chocolate! If I don’t get any I’m gonna die” you whined. Oranges eyed you for a moment before shrugging. “can’t have my girlfriend dying on me, blue will never let me get another one. he’ll think i’m to irresponsibly” Orange pushed himself away from the fridge, placed his honey on the counter and walked out the door. You groaned. What were you going to do without the smooth sweet chocolate that you needed to survive! This was the worst! You stood up and sadly walked back to the couch picking up the blanket and wrapping yourself into a sad burrito, sat on the couch. You sat there for a while until Orange sat on the other end of the couch placing a shopping bag on the table in front of you. “i wasn’t sure what type you wanted so i just got you your favorites” you eyed your boyfriend suspiciously but he wasn’t looking at you. Orange continued to watch the television, one arm slung over the back of the couch and the other clutching his honey bottle. You slowly reached over to the bag and pulled out at least three different types of chocolate. Squealing gleefully and diving onto the skeleton who chuckled and began to stroke your hair as you ripped into your chocolate snack. “we’ll make sure we’re stocked up for next month” Orange told you leaning down to kiss the top of your head before going back to the tv. You didn’t reply to busy enjoying the chocolate in your hands. Berry - cravings “QUEEN STOP EATING ALL THAT UNHEALTHY JUNK THIS INSTANCE” the small skeleton stomped his foot on the ground. He had every right to complain, all you’d been eating for the past two days was junk food and today was no exception. Your cravings had just been out of control this month. “YOU HAVE TO EAT SOMETHING HEALTHY”“But I don’t wanna. I feel like eating donuts so I’m going to eat donuts” you say stuffing another one of the pastries into your face before the box was snatched from your hands. “Beeeeeeryyyyy! You can’t take away my food like that!!” You could feel yourself getting angry“YES I CAN QUEEN. YOU HAVE BEEN EATING NOTHING BUT JUNK!! IT IS NOT GOOD FOR HUMANS.” “Berry I’m on my period I have cravings!” You tried and failed to snatch the box of treats back. Berry looked hesitant “PERIOD? ARE YOU SICK QUEEN?” He asked concern filling his eye sockets. “What? Are sort of? If I say yes can I have my snacks back?” Berry looked at the unhealthy but awfully delicious treats in his hands. “WILL THEY MAKE YOU BETTER?”“Yes” it was true. Cravings were the worst until you shut them up then you could go about your day like it was nothing. Berry hesitantly handed you back the box and you greedily began to stuff your face once more. “ALRIGHT QUEEN. BUT YOU MUST EAT SOMETHING HEALTHY TONIGHT AND I DEMAND YOU TELL ME ABOUT THIS ‘PERIOD’ IMMEDIATELY!” “Are you sure Berry?” The skeleton grab your wrist and dragged you to the couch. Looks like you were going to have to explain what was happening to your boyfriend. Syrup - cramps You felt like your gut was trying to tear itself out of your stomach, as far as you were concerned this was death. You were dying and this is what death felt like. You were currently lying on the couch in the living room clutching your gut as you moaned in pain. Apparently you were being pretty loud because Syrup had made his way to the couch and currently leant on the backrest glancing down at you. His usual thick jacket was no were to be found, instead a black tank top clung to his ribs. He was giving you a confused and slightly disappointed expression. “Syruuuuuuuuup” you whined “I’m dying” you felt terrible. Syrup disappeared from view and returned a few minutes later pushing you forward and sitting behind you so that you were leaning back into his chest. He placed two pain killers in one of your hands and held a glass of water in his own waiting for you to take it. “Ggghg thanks” you took the pills and down the water handing the glass back to Syrup who placed it on the coffee table before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer to his chest. He exhaled deeply taking your scent in. You smelt Devine and he just wanted to be closer to you. He’s arms got tighter around you and his skull began nuzzling your neck lightly tickling you. “Syrup” you tried weakly only causing the skeleton to start kissing your neck in that spot he knows you loves, causing you to let out another moan. One of his hands began to slowly move down and you jumped to grab his wrist as it got to the edge of your pants. “We can’t! I’m, uh I...” your voice trailed off as your faced began to heat up. Syrup studied your face for a second before everything clicked into place. He grabbed your chin with his free hand forcing you to look into his lazy sockets. “you know my love, orgasms help relieve the pain of cramps.” was all he said before he captivated your lips in a rough heated kiss, he pulled back slightly admiring the flushed expression on your face “let’s see if we can’t make that pain disappear” he kissed you once more.

[bolbianddolanhouse]

BNHA self insert AU

Nani the heck is this? Read here!

Chapter 10: T is for Trouble, and make it Triple

Its the next day of getting that note. So far, only Iida, Mimi and Jin are the only ones that know about the break up. Mimi, Jin and I are trying to keep this under wraps to not bring attention to myself or Amajiki. 

-Thursday, in the Hero classroom before I arrive-

“Iida-kun! I wanted to say this earlier but you look like you’re in better spirits” said Midoriya “anything happened yesterday? You were with Palma-san and her friends almost all afternoon.”

“Oh it’s just that Ita is very good company and her friend made delicious omelettes” Iida said trying not to let anything slip about the plan “They also talked about their upcoming practice exams.”

“Oh I’ve heard about them” spoke up Todoroki “those tests have higher fail rates than ours, but Ita-senpai is smart. I have faith in her to make it farther than the rest.”

“Higher fail rates?! How many people have actually passed that exam?” asked Midoriya.

“Since the establishment of the program, only 5 individuals. But they grade the test by how they adhered to the guidelines rather than how they got defeated.”

“That’s alot of factors and pressure to do well but I really want to see that so I can take some notes.” said Midoriya overthinking the possibilities.

“She told me its going to be broadcasted to the school so we’d be able to watch in real time.” Iida responded.

“We should have a viewing party!” Midoriya exclaimed as I walked in, double fisting two lattes.

“Are you ok? You’re really going hard with those lattes” asked Jiro concerned.

“Yee I’m just trying to not pass out until 8pm” I said levitating myself to my desk “I have so much preparations to do in the next 2 days.”

“Palma-san! is it true your practice exams are going to be broadcasted?” exclaimed Midoriya.

“Oh yes they are, its going to take place next week on Saturday so everyone can tune in without obligations to attend to.”

“Midoriya is proposing to have a viewing party” said Iida standing up “Who in the class would also like to have a viewing party to support Palma-san and her squadron?”

“Oooh! Us! We do! Will there be snacks?” the class erupted with excitement. 

Class starts and we have review group work, I just hope there’s no talk about Mirio because I don’t need the attention draw to me. Fast forward to Saturday when they returned from off campus training, the Big three are slinking away from me in case I got vengeful over the note. Meanwhile, in the dorms, I was doing my chores before everyone starts cooking lunch.

“Palma-san! I saw the bus come back with the 3rd years on my run” panted Uraraka “does that mean you’re going out tonight?”

Fuck, I don’t have an alibi for that, better think fast! “Not tonight! We were texting this morning and I said that I couldn’t go spend time with him because I have aquatic training with my squad.”

“Oh alright, sounds intense” said Uraraka taken back by my response as she walked to her room.

That was close I thought, I can’t hide this forever! Everyone is getting nosey about it. Later that evening, some of the boys go out to the nearby entertainment and food strip.

“Yo theres alot of upperclassmen here” said Sero “wonder what’s going on?”

“Hey! Isn’t that Mirio?” Kaminari said pointing to Mirio and the other two “do you think Palma-san is also here?”

“Can’t be, she said she had training with her team” Sato responded “lets get closer, maybe she gave us the slip and she is here!”

Sero, Sato, Kirishima, Bakugo and Kaminari all got in earshot of the Big three and it was about to get spicy.

“Mirio you have to eat something buddy” coaxed Amajiki putting a grilled meat skewer near his mouth “please? Just a bite?”

Mirio took a bite but only to please Amajiki “I really don’t want to be here guys”

“You know it had to happen Mirio” said Nejire taking a sip of her drink “Heroes and agents don’t mix well. It was either you got serious or she did with your careers.”

“But I still love her! I can’t stop thinking about her! I can only imagine how sad she is right now in her dorm! and what stupid things her friends are talking her into to feel better! I should’ve never caught feelings for Palma-san if I knew how hurt I’d feel now.”

“SHHH Mirio! what if somebody hears?!” said Amajiki shoving the meat skewer in Mirio’s mouth. But it was too late, the boys already heard everything and put 2 and 2 together. They rushed back to the dorms to find answers.

“Oh back so soon?” said Iida.

“WHERE’S PALMA-SAN?!” said Kirishima 

“She isn’t back yet from her training, why do you ask?” Iida asked suspiciously.

“We saw Mirio and he said that he broke up with her!” said Kaminari “poor thing is probably not at training but crying her eyes out and really needs comforting.”

Meanwhile, on the roof of the intelligence dorms. I was smoking some of that good good weed an upperclassman scored for us and shared with some of our classmates.

“Yo this ain’t even smells like weed” I said as I passed the joint “or it might be the 2nd joint that gave me low key brain damage hehehehehe”

“Pass the watermelon Ita! This cottonmouth is killing me!” said Mimi as she was spread out on the blanket.

“Jin aren’t you going to partake in some of this?” asked our classmate Yuka “you had one puff.”

“In a moment, theres some panic going on in the Hero dorms” said Jin holding binoculars, looking out to the hero dorms “If my lip sync skills are correct, I believe they’re looking for you Ita.”

“whaaaaa? why tho?” I said handing Mimi the container of watermelon “I didn’t say anything about this so I am confusion.”

“WAIT! oh bitch they’re talking about something about Mirio” exclaimed Jin “better go before they find out about this on the roof.”

“Dang it! I guess I gotta make it believable that I was at training.” I groaned as I poured water on my hair and sprayed a mix of cucumber water, salt and a little vodka on myself for that just out of the locker room smell. I teleported in and played it cool.

“Hi yall! How was the thing?” 

“PALMA-SAN!” said the 5 boys as they ran toward me for a hug “are you ok? we found out about you and Mirio! What a jerk! wanna talk about it? Do you need comfort?”

“Who told you?!” I said as I panned over to Iida, he mouthed that it wasn’t him.

“When we went to the strip, we saw him and his friends and Mirio said that he broke things off with you and still loves you.” said Bakugo.

“Well it didn’t feel like he did when he broke up with me via handwritten note!” I said faking my breakdown. The boys let me have my shower time and I was in my room drying off and changing into loungewear, hoping nobody would try to talk to me about it. There was a soft knock on my door. Fuck

“Who is it?”

“It’s Tokoyami”

Hmmm maybe this is fine “Ok come in”

“I heard about what happened, how are you feeling?” 

“I’m holding up but it was bound to happen so I’m not too sad.”

“Does that mean you don’t want to be...comforted?” Tokoyami said as he leaned in to my face.

“Oh see your intention” I said before whispering “lock the door and turn off my light.”

The night proceeded with us soft muzzling and kissing ourselves to sleep. In the morning I teleported him back to his room and I walked out of mine like last night didn’t happen. I go into the bathroom with the usual fuckery going on in the background while I do my skincare, the choice of music was some Drake as I emotionally sang to it.

“Um Palma-san, you ok?” asked Kaminari “you’re going a little too hard this morning.”

“This is just how I cope, I’m too dehydrated to keep crying over him.”

“Will a date with me make you feel better?” he said trying to be sly with me.

“A date with you? Please Kaminari, I’m sad, not desperate.”

The boys hollered by the roast I just served to Kaminari. He never really recovered from that roast. I finished my routine and left the bathroom to change, the moment the door closed the boys started to talk.

“Iida this is your second chance!” said Kirishima “when will this happen again?!”

“He’s right Iida-kun” responded Midoriya “she’s at the stage where she needs comforting and company.”

“I know but I can’t just take advantage of her vulnerability like that!” Iida retorted “she has her practice exams next week and I want her to focus on those rather trying to kindle another relationship.”

“Ok but what if she gets swept off her feet again?” questioned Tokoyami “you know she's the type to kiss around.”

“No matter! I will ask when she has time to focus on a relationship because I want to get serious with her” he said shutting off the water “I know her better than anyone else here, there’s no way I’m letting go of her.”

Fast forward to Monday, I set off to ‘run’ into Amajiki during my free period. Lucky for me, he was alone walking along the faculty hall.

“Hi Amajiki.”

“Oh! uhh Palma-san hello”

“Sorry to ask but has Mirio responded to any of your texts? Because I think he blocked my number.”

“Um I’m actually not sure.”

“Oh, I see, well if you see him, can you give him this?” I said as I gave him a note with Togata Mirio written in blue glitter pen.

Amajiki takes the note and starts to get anxiety on what’s on the note “You aren’t mad at Mirio are you?”

“Well, I’m a bit sad but I suppose it was bound to happen since the age gap and how serious he is to be a hero.”

“Oh ok so you’re understanding of everything” he said relieved “I’ll give this to him then.”

“Cool thank you so much- hey you have something on your...cheek there, here let me.” I said as I pretended to brush off an eyelash with my hand on his face.

“Oh uhh thanks Palma-san” he said as he trembled and blushed “take care now.”

Success! I copied the quirk to do some practice. Meanwhile, after school as the big three walked home.

“Oh here Mirio, Palma-san asked me to give you this.”

“YOU SAW HER AND DIDN’T TELL ME SOONER!?” exclaimed Mirio as he took the note and read it.

“Yeah I ran into her during my free period and she didn’t look sad.”

“She wrote that she’s understanding on why and just is asking to be my friend” Mirio said holding the note up to his face “it even smells like her! My heart doesn’t want friendship though, I want intimacy and marriage.”

“Mirio that’s so bold of you to say at a girl you’ve known for only 2 months.” said Nejire

“She also said we’ll talk it over after her exams, maybe there’s hope for us”

The days leading up to the exam, I managed to copy Amajiki’s quirk one more time  and perfected it as much as time allowed me. It’s the afternoon I leave to go take my exam at the simulated disaster zones off campus, the hero class see me off.

“BYE PALMA-SAN! We’ll be watching and rooting for you and your team!”

“Aww guys, yall too sweet!”

“Ita do your absolute best” Iida said going in with a tight hug “I have so much faith in you to pass and bring honor to our school.”

“Oh jeez you’re squeezing the soul outta me again!” struggled to say “but I’ll be safe, I have a few tricks up my sleeve.”

“Ready to board Miss Palma?” said Diya sensei from inside the bus.

“Be right there!” I yelled as Iida released me from his embrace “Bye bye yall!”

“Here before you go” Iida said grabbing my hand and gently kissing it “there, a kiss to seal in your victory and safe return.”

I board the bus with Mimi, Jin and 6 other 3rd years in our program. A 2 hour drive later and we arrive at our accommodations to rest and have our exam the next day. I lay in my cot and think, man those 3 are in for a nasty surprise if I get that far. It’s the next day and I suit up with Mimi and Jin.

“Oof yall! I can hardly contain myself!” said Mimi.

“yee yee! I saw the ‘pro heroes’ we’re going against, and those 3 are in the mix” slid in Jin with the fact.

“Yall ready to make them eat our ass?” I said to pump them up.

“YEET! YA YEET YA!” we chanted and whipped as we left the changing room to get to out assigned corridor.

*cut to the hero class and their viewing party*

“So nice of class 1-B and some of general ed to come and support Palma-san” said Uraraka as she sat down next to Midoriya.

“Pretty sure some of them are just here for the food.” said Mina.

“EVERYONE QUIET! Our beloved classmate is about to get announced!” said Iida turning up the volume on the speaker.

“Humph! don’t see how special this classmate of theirs is if they’re taking some practice exam.” said 1-B student Monoma

“Shut it Neito!” retorted 1-B class rep Kendo “she’s in their class and also in the Intelligence program! She’s one of the most powerful students of our grade and from what they’ve been telling me, also very talented and lovely to be around.”

“Powerful huh?” scoffed general ed student Shinso “lets see about that.”

“Hello to all the folks at UA tuning in to our Practice Exam broadcast! Our selected squadrons are rolling in and looking confident!”

“That’s right! We have some 1st years in the mix too! And for the first time in UA history, all three of the 1st year squadron are international students! Let’s introduce them to the ones back home first!”

“We have Jin Matsui, Korean born with a tactful Portal quirk. Next, Milana Mikhalia Oleshin, Russian born with a killer Scope quirk. And finally Itati Palma, American born with a DOUBLE WHAMY of Mid-range Telekinesis and Copy!”

“What a unique spread of countries and quirks! According to their sensei, they have amazing chemistry between them on and off the field. Let’s see how far they can go on the Pro-Hero takedown! But first a word for our sponsors!”

“Which one is your classmate?” asked Monoma

“Palma-san! Did you see how cool she posed with her team?!” responded Midoriya.

“Huh, so she has copy too? and telekinesis? How come I’ve never seen her with your class?” questioned Monoma.

“Oh she’s in our Ethics and Law class but she also trains and dorms with us.” Shoji butted in.

“Wow! she sounds like a well rounded person!” said Kendo “wonder if she’d train with us too.”

*cut back to the exam*

We line up at the starting line, getting our nervous wiggles out. 

“Ok we’re the last ones to go and the other’s didn’t make it too far” I said to Mimi and Jin “deep breath team! I know we can make it past the mid point!”

“My motivation to get make it to the big three at the end and serve some justice!” Mimi said as she flexed “everyone remember the finishing move?”

“Yee yee!” Jin and I hollered.

“Ok and lastly, our 1st years are at the starting line! And look at them chanting! Amazing display of camaraderie!”

“Rules again for the folks back home is that the goal is to stun or detain our pro-heroes before reaching the end. Team work is crucial to take down these up and coming heroes! We have UA’s Big Three at the final stretch, if they make it that far!”

“Squadron! Are you ready to take the exam?! Take your mark, get set...GO GO GO!”

We take off and like expected, a group tried to swarm us to soon and we did the endless loop to detain them in nets and move on. A group of 3 tried to separate us with invisible walls but I flexed on them and I levitated one of them and ran them into their team mates to release the walls and we stunned them once the walls were down. A fire user thought they were clever by trapping us in a fire circle, Jin portaled us out of the circle as I did close combat to copy their quirk and get them distracted for Mimi to hit them with the stun. We get to the midpoint and it’s the water portion, I just used the fire to boil the water so all the water users jump out and get netted.

“UNBELIEVABLE! That American student is one stone cold fighter! That Russian student never misses the shot either! Oh and that Korean student using their portals for more than escaping is refreshing.”

“I don’t believe it either! Folks our 1st year squadron has now surpassed the midpoint and are beyond where our other 2 teams stopped. We might have a completion on our hands today.”

We stun another 3 that tried to rush us and I spot Amajiki in the sky, flying back and forth over an area. I call out to Mimi to toss me so I can start our Big three takedown plan. Amajiki doesn’t see me come straight for him and teleport him back a ways before the midpoint to a toppled building area. I do some quick slaps and land one on his face and hold him down in a submission knot to distract him from taking his cape and putting him in a quadruple cuff to detain him. As I’m going through his vest pockets to find the octopus, he speaks.

“You’re here?! This is you’re exam that you were training for?!”

“Yep!”

“But what will taking my cape and look through my pockets help you?”

“This” I said as I found the octopus and ate it to transform my arms into tentacles.

His eyes widen with realization “Y-y-you lied to us! You did have a second quirk! But why?”

“Oh sweet, innocent Amajiki” I said grabbing him by the collar “I knew all about you three looking through my file and trying to convert me to become a hero! And such a pity, we could’ve been good friends.”

“No! don’t hurt Mirio or Nejire! STOP!” he said trying to struggle out of the cuffs as I teleported back to the others.

Jin and Mimi detain Nejire in a net with Jin’s distraction dance. Before I get to them, Mirio starts his attack on them. I teleport in the air above Nejire and I get in Mirio’s field of vision. He sees the caped figure and calls out Amajiki’s name to help him, just as planned. I get closer and wrap him in my tentacle arms.

“Amajiki what the-” Mirio takes a closer look and sees that it’s not his friend but me “Palma-san? Love what are you doing?!”

“I know everything Mirio, the file and your plan to convert me. It’s game over sweetheart!” I say as I signal for the finisher.

We get in a tussle and I barely managed to graze my hand on his face. He uses his quirk but holds back his punches. 

“I can’t hurt you love! I still love you I never meant to hurt you or change you! Can you find it in your heart to forgive me and get back together with me?”

“No! You are no hero and no love of mine! I’ll NEVER FORGIVE YOU!” I yelled as I lured him in the formation.

“I’m not letting you win!” he said as he pinned my arms to my sides to prevent me from using my telekinesis. I took a deep breath and activated my copy of his quirk and slipped out of his grip and into my position. We T-posed and I levitated my stun rods to deploy an area shock that will stun anything in the middle of the users. Mirio gets stunned and we cross the finish line hand in hand. A very nice staff member gave me a robe to cover up before they did our close up.

“I am in shock! These 1st years completed the exam, making them the first international students to complete the exam! Double history was made for UA today folks, while we wait for the final scores, lets replay that finishing move for the folks back home!”

Cut to the viewing party, everyone had their jaws on the floor. They couldn’t believe how well executed we took down the Big Three.

“What amazing power your classmate has!” Kendo spoke up “Her tact and chemistry is something else and with those 2, I can only dream of having that type of cooperation.”

“AHHHH! PALMA-SAN HAD TO TAKE DOWN MIRIO?!” yelled Hagakure “what a twist of events that they broke up then had to fight each other!”

“I wonder if they’re alright” muttered Aoyama “lovers as themselves must’ve exchanged a dramatic dialogue!”

*Cut back to the heroes getting released and gaining conscience*

 Amajiki and Nejire hover over Mirio.

“Mirio? Are you ok buddy?” asked Amajiki.

“She lied to us and found out about everything” said Mirio “I feel like such a fool! I got blinded by my feelings for her that I didn’t even see that she was only with me to use my quirk against me.”

The other two just silently picked him up and walked to the sideline, Mirio was still holding Palma’s jumpsuit. He asked around and found his way to the their changing room to return her jumpsuit.

“Yo yo yo! watcha doin back here naked man?!” said Jin with hand motions.

“Yee yee bucko! You hungry for another ass whoopin?!” menaced Mimi pounding her fist into her hand.

“No I was just returning Palma-san’s jumpsuit and boots” he said peering over Mimi to see me laying down on a cushioned bench with a heated blanket “Is she ok? Did she get injured?!”

“No she just over-exerted herself” said Diya sensei walking in with a bowl of chopped cucumber and melon “She was on the verge of passing out when she passed the finish line but she fought well and it paid off. She deserves some rest and some fresh fruits.”

Mirio went up to the bench and sat in front of her weakened body.

“Love?”

“Don’t call me that”

“Right, sorry...good job out there!”

“Thanks” I said eating some cucumber.

“I’m sorry, about everything, I stayed with you out of love. I want to make it up to you” he said as he bowed with his hand out “Will you get back with me with the intention of being my life partner?”

“Mirio, look at me, stare deeply into my eyes” I commanded him as he looked up “Listen to me close, there is NOTHING you can do or give me that will make me want to forgive or go back with you.” I stood up and got my uniform to put away.

“But I can’t shake these feelings of love for you! Please I swear I’ll-”

“STOP! Promise me something Mirio, when you have children and they want follow a different path, don’t change them like you tried with me.” I said as I folded my suit into it’s case.

“I’ll never forget you, you’ll always be my love” he said as he walked out of the changing room.

What a weirdo I think pretty sure he’ll move on to the next one and the feeling will go away. I change into a tracksuit to see the other schools taking the exam with their pro-heroes. 3 other schools have made it to their top 3 but didn’t pass. It was the end of the exams and we all wash up and pack to leave in the morning. We board the bus and I joke with the others that I hope the bus doesn’t breakdown again. We all have a nice time and the bus doesn’t breakdown, upon arriving at the school, there was a welcome party for us.

“Looks like your classmates tuned in and saw your victory.” said Diya sensei as we pulled up to unload.

Once Mimi, Jin and I got down, we got swarmed by the intel and hero 1-A classes.

“VICTORY FOR THE FIRST YEARS!” Everyone chanted as they hoisted us up.

“Guys! yall are too much!” I said flustered “thank you so much for your support and faith in us! We couldn’t have succeeded without it!”

“She’s so short up close” said Monoma “pretty too, I see how the number 1 student took fancy of her.”

“She’s so sweet in person! Sweeter than I thought, what do you think Shinso?” asked Kendo to a dazed Shinso. He didn’t hear her, he was too busy staring at Palma in her pink tracksuit as she talked to her fawning classmates. He was enamored by her equal parts powerful and soft features, like a cat.

“Hmm? Oh yea she seems nice” he said snapping out it “Midoriya tells me her copy is stronger than Monoma’s.”

“I heard that Hitoshi!” said Monoma booty tickled “what are you trying to say huh? That some agent is surpassing me!? HA! don’t make me laugh!”

“She can copy and control double quirks for more that 5 minutes at a time” Shinso said bluntly “so in a fight against you, not only are you helpless but she could be hiding a copy of a quirk she copied earlier and use it against you. Then bam, you’re done for in less than 5 minutes.”

“You should ask her to help you train Monoma!” said Kendo “she can show you new techniques for the final exam to get into 1-A!”

We get inside the school for Recovery Girl to check for any serious injuries to our bodies since we did over exert ourselves.

“oh dear, you three have severe bruising and some burns and cuts!” Recovery Girl exclaimed to Mimi, Jin and I “I can heal you but you must rest! Come by for another check up on Wednesday but until then, ease up on the quirk training.”

“Yes ma’am” we said weakly.

I go to the dorms and go to my room and see a bunch of flowers in vases and cards from different people. I got soft and gasped at the sight! I got flowers from Midnight, All Might, The girls, Tokoyami, Iida, intel 1-A and my case worker. I laid down to read all the cards and I got a knock on my door.

“who is it?”

“it’s Tenya”

“Come in”

“Oh there’s more flowers in here than I remembered but how was your medical exam?”

“I was pretty roughed up to where I have to ease up on the quirk training” I said taking off my jacket to show my battle wounds “I got scratched up and bruised with some burns all over my body but Recovery Girl patched me up pretty well.”

“That looks terrible! Is there anything I could do to help?”

“Well if its not too much to ask” I said shyly “can I get a back massage? My back is killing me.”

“Of course! anything for you!”

 I lay on my stomach on my bed and he nervously puts his hands on me. He wasn’t doing a bad job but it did the trick and I was getting relaxed and soothed.

“Thank you Tenya” I said softly “I appreciate all you’re efforts to make me feel better. Any girl would be lucky to have you.”

“Oh funny that you say that hehe” he said nervously “I feel like Mirio didn’t deserve you, I still can’t believe you put up with him.”

“He told me when he saw me on the exam field that he can’t hurt me because he still loves me” I said rolling my eyes “he even had the nerve to go to the changing room I was in, weakened and all, and asked me to take him back with the intention of being his life partner.”

“Well, what did you say?”

“I said hell no! I don’t care if he still had feelings for me, nothing would be the same anymore plus, I don’t think I want to involve myself with anybody for a while” I said groaning as Iida rubbed a little too hard “you hero boys are a bit much for me, all yall wanna do is train and compete with each other.”

“Well that’s good that you want to ease off the dating scene” Iida said going in for the serious question “what type of boy would you want to be life partners with then?”

“Hmmm, I don’t care for looks or power but I really like the type that makes me think the real questions of life, that can make me laugh and that is after my intellect and emotions.”

“Are you going to be kissing around?”

“Nah, it stopped being fun when they started catching feelings. I got two other confessions from guys in my program that I kissed once and they suddenly want to date. I had my fun, time to get a bit more serious with myself.”

Iida felt relieved, he doesn’t have to worry about losing her anytime soon. “Wow, this whole passing your exam thing really shaped you up to change huh? But I kind of like it, it makes you more mature.”

I blush and he notices, he runs his hands up and down my back. I felt a pain in my abdomen and winced in pain. Frick, is it that time of the month already?!

“Oh sorry did I hurt you?”

“No! I got a bad stomach cramp, I’ll be fine.” I said sitting up.

“That won’t do! I make you some food and tea, it is almost dinner time” he said getting up to leave my room “just relax and I’ll come get you when it’s ready.”

As soon as he leaves I lock the door and check myself for stains, not yet but I know it’s coming soon. I check my supply of feminine hygiene products and I am running low. I guess I have to ask Midnight tomorrow for some more, ever since entering school here, she’s been helping me with those things. I change into dark colored leggings and a pad to be on the safe side. Iida is getting in the cooking zone and everyone is noticing.

“Iida-kun you’re getting very into cooking” said Midoriya “what are you making?”

“I’m just cooking some dinner for Ita, shes not feeling well and is very bruised up.”

“Soooo, did you tell her?” said Kirishima sliding in “you were in her room for a long while~”

“I just talked to her about things, I massaged her back and saw all the damaged she sustained. Poor girl really went through alot that day.”

“You didn’t tell her your feelings?! Then when will you?!”

“She said something that made me feel like she's not going to be involving herself with anyone anytime soon.”

“Alright but I’m just saying Iida-kun, she isn’t one to wait too long” warned Kirishima “also did you make enough for us?”

“No well... depends how much Ita eats” Iida said walking toward her room “Hey I finished making the food, come out.”

“Coming!” I said as I opened the door and wobbled out “curse these knees! they’re giving out on me at the ripe age of 15!”

“Please allow me” Iida said scooping me up and carried me to my usual eating spot “You have to rest your legs too!”

Everyone was staring at the display and I was embarrassed because I really don’t like being carried. He sits me down and serves my plate and tea and sits next to me. I didn’t really think much of it because I was excited to eat! I try to keep the fork still as I brought some food to my mouth but my arms were wobbling too.

“Oof, I’m more injured than I thought! can’t even feed myself normally” I sighed as I picked up another bite.

“Here let me” Iida said getting the spoon and feeding me.

“I’m not a child Tenya I can feed myself!” I said struggling to feed myself and missing my mouth completely. Defeated, I said “ok maybe just this once you can.”

He feeds me and everyone was enamored by the gesture and my faces when I get fed. When I had enough, I wanted to lay down again because I took some pain medication to help me sleep a full 8 hours without pain. Iida asked me if I would spend some time with him on the couch, watching a movie. I agree but to my surprise it was Shrek but only because he hasn’t watched it and doesn’t understand the memes. Somewhere during the traveling to Lord Farquad’s castle with Fiona, my meds kick in and I fall asleep on his shoulder. Iida misinterprets this as making a move on him so he puts his arm around me. He then proceeds to profess his feelings to me,

“Ok I’m just going to say it, just listen ok Ita. I like you, more than friends, ever since that day I asked to walk you home. Your intellect and grace captivates me and your beauty is a true rarity. I like our time together and making you happy because it makes me happy. I know it’s too soon from your relationship with Mirio but I want to let you know, I wouldn’t change a single thing about you. You’re perfect and I want to be your one and only love.... Ita?” he said passionately until he didn’t hear a response from me. He checked my breathing and saw that I fell asleep. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he turned off the TV and carried me to my room to tuck me in. As he turned to go to his room, he looked back at me and gave a gentle kiss on the forehead before heading out. Iida thinks about what’s going to happen now that I’m starting to get serious with coursework and developing as a person, when will he kindle this flame?

-End Chapter 10-

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[Femslash February]: Rescue

okay so technically it’s not feb. 3rd anymore but as far as i’m concerned it’s still yesterday until i go to sleep so i’m going to pretend this is right on time. i have to do this for 25 more days rip me xD

Day 3: Rescue (Chlonette/Chlobug)

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Chloe was actually going to die of boredom at this dinner party. Seriously. She could feel her brain cells shriveling up, and she was going to end up brain dead way before dessert even came. 

Galas were way more fun. Galas had music, endless supplies of alcohol, balconies to smoke off of, and far more opportunities to dance and flirt with the sons and daughters of the other politicians in attendance. Dinners were tolerable only if she happened to be seated around interesting company or had the opportunity to wax on about her own life for the sake of drawing in the attention. 

But she was currently listening to one of her father’s staffers drone on and on about fiscal responsibility in the coming year and Chloe was two seconds away from stealing the bottle chianti, crawling under the table, and getting drunk alone. The man looked old enough to have fought in the damn French Revolution, and all of this economics talk was going completely over her head. It didn’t help that her father and some young son of another staff member were enraptured with the conversation, leaving Chloe to trace the rim of her wine glass and doze off from the conversation. 

Chloe pulled her phone out of her purse and surreptitiously sent a text. 

chloe: is death by macroeconomic discourse possible? asking for a friend.

mari <3: oh my. dinner’s that bad?

chloe: i’d rather use the melon ballers to scoop out my eyeballs

mari <3: ew :P poor thing. it’s only for an hour more right? you can do it!

chloe: :((((((((

chloe: all these old men are horrible i just wanna cuddle with a beautiful girl and make out with her all night is that too much to ask?

mari <3: huh. sorry. don’t know where you can get one of those. 

chloe: you little brat come save meeeeee >.<

She felt her father nudge her side with his elbow and lean his mouth down next to her ear. “Chloe, please put the phone away and behave.”

Chloe rolled her eyes and whispered back “Daddy, you can count on me to be perfectly pleasant and keep any conversation lively, especially if it’s for your benefit. But to be perfectly frank, this conversation died when the salad got here, and this talk about investments is actively drying out my skin.”

He reached over to squeeze her elbow. “I know these can seem a little dull, but you’ve done this dozens of times. It’s good for you to be in the public eye. We’re almost wrapped up here.”

He melded perfectly back into the conversation, laughing at some horrid joke that someone had just told, leaving Chloe to pout in her seat. Sure she’d been to these dinners before, but before she didn’t have a girlfriend at home patiently waiting for her so that they could spend the whole evening together. Chloe was 1000% positive that whatever Marinette had planned was far more entertaining and pleasurable than whatever this disaster was. 

It wasn’t as if Chloe was technically needed for anything. She was hoping for some excuse to fall into her lap so that she could slip away, but Marinette had conveniently stopped texting her right when Chloe needed an out. Little minx. It was like she enjoyed being home alone and waiting for Chloe to come home. Sneaking out of this embarrassment of a social event was mutually beneficial for them both. Surely Marinette could’ve called and pretended she’d lost her leg in a tragic car accident or something. She was creative enough for it. 

The conversation switched to cuff links and Chloe started eyeing the steak knife sitting next to her plate. 

Maybe she could fake a heart attack. Twenty-three year olds had heart attacks, right? 

Chloe was too seconds away from sacrificing her dress and spilling wine on it for an excuse to go home when her phone buzzed. 

mari <3: go to the bathroom. bring your purse. 

chloe: ??? why

mari <3: just do it

Oh well. Better than staying at this table for a second longer. 

She laid a hand on her father’s arm. “I’m going to head to the ladies’ room and freshen up a bit. Is that alright?”

He was distracted by the conversation and simply waved her off. “Of course, darling, don’t be too long.”

Chloe did as instructed and grabbed her purse and her shawl while she walked to the back of the restaurant where the bathrooms were. It was incredibly late and all of the guests had already gone home, but her father was the mayor, so the restaurant stayed open until he and his friends went home. Which meant that the hall leading down to the bathrooms was eerily empty. 

The restaurant they were in was perched on top of a tall building, so Chloe passed the tall windows that overlooked the entirety of the city as she walked to the bathroom like Marinette told her. She was about to suspect this was a trick before she heard a tapping noise to her right. Chloe jumped a foot in the air and whirled her head around before her jaw dropped. 

“Are you fucking crazy!?”

Ladybug giggled and pressed a finger to her lips. She pointed to the latch at the bottom of the window and pouted as she mouthed a cute little please through the glass. Chloe stood frozen for a second before she cursed under her breath and managed to pull out the lock the clasp. She stared down the hall as Ladybug slipped through the window and shut it behind her. 

“Boy!” Ladybug sighed out. “You sure are high up.”

“Did anyone see you?” Chloe hissed out. “This is not what I meant when I said to save me!”

“How rude,” Ladybug smirked. “Most people would be pretty excited to have a beautiful super heroine save them from danger.”

Chloe snorted. “Dangerous dinner parties, you mean.”

“All the same really.” Ladybug peeked over her shoulder at the door to the women’s restroom. She gripped Chloe’s hips and backed her into the swinging door. “I absolutely love you in this dress. You look delectable.”

They moved into the opulent bathroom and Ladybug reached behind her to fasten the lock behind them just as Chloe pressed her back against the door. “Gee, and I wonder who made sure of that?”

Ladybug smiled sweetly. “What can I say, I know what looks good on you. You really should tell your friends about me.”

Chloe scoffed. “Of course I do. I get hounded at every party I go to.” She cleared her throat. “Ah, yes, darlings, a Dupain-Cheng original, truly stunning work, it’s an embarrassment that you don’t already have one in your closets.”

“Mm, keep complimenting my dresses, it’s very hot.”

The comment left Chloe laughing for the first time that evening. “That impatient for me to get home, huh?”

Ladybug chuckled and wrapped her arms around Chloe’s neck. “You know I don’t do well when I’m left all by myself. Besides, it’s my duty as a protector of Paris to rescue woebegone heroines from the tops of very tall towers.”

Chloe’s hands were sliding up and down Ladybug’s hips. “How chivalrous of you...”

“Thank you for recognizing it,” Ladybug winked. She tipped her head up. “You know, in those fairytales, the chivalrous knights usually get kissed by their princesses.”

“You’re very cheeky tonight.”

“Wonder who I get it from?”

“I have a few guesses,” Chloe laughed. “But I’m really enjoying it....”

Ladybug pressed a kiss to the side of Chloe’s neck, and Chloe instinctively sighed out. “I can be cheekier if you want.”

“Oh I do want....”

Ladybug licked her lips before she yanked Chloe down for a kiss, and it wasn’t until Ladybug was groaning into her mouth that Chloe realized just how desperately she needed to get out of here. It was as if Ladybug knew that Chloe wasn’t going to be going back to that dinner table because she was purposefully pulling out the combs from her hair, letting them drop to the floor, and raking her fingers messily through her up-do until her gloved fingers were hopelessly tangled in her hair. Chloe’s lipstick was probably smudging horribly, but she figured she’d already dipped in this far, didn’t make much of a difference to finish rubbing the rest of it off while she kissed across Ladybug’s jaw. Her fingers were digging into the fabric of Ladybug’s suit as Ladybug bit ever so gently on the skin right above her collarbone, sucking and kissing at the skin until Chloe pulled back with a laugh. 

“You’re gonna leave a bruise there, you brat!”

Ladybug shrugged innocently. “Good. Now you can’t go back to the table.”

Chloe sighed in exasperation, but couldn’t keep the smile off of her face. “Alright, so how are we doing this?”

Ladybug unlocked the door again, moved them into the hallway, and climbed halfway out the window. “You hang on tight and I whisk us far far away from here.”

Chloe wrinkled her nose. “Fine but no swinging tricks. I’m serious. That made me sick the last time.”

“Fine, fine, you party pooper.” Ladybug pointed to her back. “We’ll take the slow, scenic route.”

She slipped off her heels, stuffed them into her purse, and carefully climbed onto Ladybug’s back, looping her arms snugly around her neck. “I can’t believe you’re sneaking me out a window, Marinette. I feel like a teenager.”

Ladybug sighed. “Ah, I’ve always wanted to make people feel young again.” She took Chloe’s hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it. “Hold on tight, okay?”

Chloe buried her face in Ladybug’s hair, and grinned against the back of her neck. “Okay.”

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