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impyssadobsessions · 16 days

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Excerpts from my WIPS ;3 Guess Which story and when- or if its a story even up. If ya want.

----DPxDC

“Keep communication lines on, we'll be moving towards your location.” Batman had replied, which made Nightwing clicked his teeth. “How much should I bet you're not going to do that?” Dick turned to ask Jason as both of them hopped off the bike. “Do what? I didn't hear anything.” “Okay, so a hundred at least.” Nightwing hummed, as he followed Red-Hood back towards the abandon lab.

----DPxDC

"-One time she sent DASH! To babysit ME! I'm older than both of them now. Y'know how awkward that was? Though the look on Dash's face was hilarious.” Dick smirked, raising a brow. “The guy that bullied you? Why did she ask him?” “Ah, probably because he's a puppy that'll do whatever my sister asks. She knows it too.” Danny clicked his tongue as his face grimaced at the implications of it. “I may or may not have... scared him a few times. I do like a disappearing act.” Dick grinned as he could imagine what Danny meant. He did seem to take any form of “keeping tabs” on him as a challenge. Danny smirked back, a mischievous glint in his eye, before dropping his face. “Jazz was REALLY upset about it. I had assumed this was her being overbearing and protective like usual-I didn't realize how hard this was on her.” The guilt thick in his throat. “She broke down crying and.. I promised her I'll stay out of the house when she's not home. 'Cause I didn't know what to do.. or say. I just..” “Thought of the easiest solution?” “Yeah... I guess.” Danny shrugged, defeated.

---------DPxDC

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Shouldn't you be resting, sir?” Alfred scolded. A small amused smirk on his lips as he carried lunch on a tray. Bruce just made a grunt. His eyes glued to the screen of the laptop. Images, news articles, videos. Whatever he could find was displayed on the screen, while he bit at the end of his pencil. A notepad next to him. “Ah yes, very informative answer, Master Bruce.” Alfred set down the tray on the nightstand beside his bed. There was more than just lunch on the tray as it carried a medical kit. Bruce sighed. He shoved the laptop to the side and struggled to sit up more so Alfred could replace his dressing. “This whole situation just crawls under my skin.” “I say it does, sir.” Alfred's hands move quickly to help replace the doctor's handy work. “Secret government organization, children in peril, and the boarder between life and death getting thinner by the day. Certainly sounds like a recipe for disaster.”

---------BULLY

Pete glanced back up at Mr. Smith. The man was eyeing him carefully, waiting for a reply. He must care about Gary in some way to go through this much trouble, right? And... it would be easier to contact Gary's grandfather than dealing with the headmaster. Pete bit his lip as he thought. “Um, Okay. S-sure.” “Atta boy! Hahaha!” Allen laughed as he smacked his hand on Pete's shoulder, making him stumble. Pete really needed to work on not being pushed around so easily. “Though, if you can mange to keep little Garreth in line, I'll add in a little bonus for your trouble. Since you're doing more than half what I was paying this damn school to do.” “That's not-” “Some good advice. Never work for free, Pete. Consider it a token of gratitude. After all, I think we both know watching my grandson isn't an easy task.” Allen winked.

--------DPXDC

Tim had no idea how he was going to pull this off. His eyes glancing from the Fenton parents to the boy he met yesterday, Danny Fenton. He knew he was dead. At least, was ghostly in some way. Danny didn't act or looked how Greta did, but Greta was visible as Deadman wasn't. So perhaps ghosts varied drastically? Either way, Danny being dead wasn't even the part that was bothering him. It was knowing he had to pretend he didn't know- while Danny sat right next to his oblivious killers. Well, the word killer might be too harsh. Tim theorized it was an accident regarding with a portal that opened on top of Danny. Which might also explain Danny's unique qualities.

---------DPxDC

“...Danny has traces of... Lazarus pit... stronger than yours.” Tim answered, with a concerned tone. They were afraid of how Jason would take it. And Jason was not taking it well, as he felt cold rage deep in his veins. The icy chill as he acknowledged that not only was Danny his blood... he shared the worse part of his blood. The reminder that they... Had died. Those scars... that was how Danny died and so far knowing their luck, he doubted it was painless. “Little Wing? Jay bird? You there, I'm almost at your location. How's Danny?” Dick called on the comms. Jason pulled the boy more into his jacket, giving him the best attempt of a hug he could. “Better than the fuckers who did this to him will be.”

------DPXDC

Danny had made an unfortunate discovery. His powers, like all ghosts, were based on emotion. Other's emotions. Even worse, the strongest one was fear. Fear fed on itself and grew stronger and stronger. And what made him discover this, made his heart sink with dread. He was stuck powerless in Gotham as his friends were laughing themselves to death along with other hostages in the room. Danny cursed at himself for listening to Sam. He should have phased them out of there, regardless of Batman's no meta rule. Now the only fear emitting into the room was his own. They were too far from others for him to feed off of, and ectoplasm was low. No.. more like the ectoplasm was being pulled away from the ground of Gotham and seeping into some other being that was far too greedy. “Well, well, well~ Look what we have here? A little party pooper!” A man with green hair and clown painted face cackled, as he waltz his way over to Danny. The black-hair teen ripped his eyes from his friends, glaring at the man. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, while he stayed knelt over his friends. “Funny, most parties I've seen at least has music.” Danny was feeling sweat dripping off his face. He needed to do something fast, but if he couldn't transform.. then he wasn't sure what else he isn't able to do. Not like this man looked fit, but... Danny knew danger when he sees it. “Ah, but this is music! To my ears at least, ehehehehe!”

----------CAMP CAMP

“Ah. Smell that, Gwen?” “Smell what.” “That fresh breeze! We had gone a full twenty-four hours without a single camp activity catching on fire.” “Huh, I guess you're right! This camp only smells half as shitty-” “Where's Max?” Both Gwen and David utter out in realization as it had dawn that neither of them had seen the troublesome trio since breakfast. --- “Don't worry Max! We'll save you once I finish chewing off my leg-” “Nikki! DON'T!” “Well... I'm fucked.”

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angelltheninth · 2 years

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Hey i see that asks are open again. Nice love your stuff. Can i ask for some arcane girls or guys.thinking there s/o left them after there first time but they are just down stairs making them some food or so ? Thanks anyway ❤️

I'm so happy to hear you like my writing. Thanks for the wholesome ask Anon!

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Silco, Sevika, Marcus, Jayce, Viktor, Mel x Reader

Tags: mild-smut, developing relationship, morning after, kisses, making breakfast, hugs, neck kisses, shoulder kisses, flirting, teasing, slight dirty talk

A/N: My cooking skills aren't that good but I'd try for these characters.

Jinx is very cuddly in the morning so when she wakes up and finds that you're not there after the amazing night you spent together she's a bit hurt at first. The voices are taunting her about you leaving of course and she's quick to shut them up.

She tries to shrug it off, after all you're not exactly exclusive yet so she can't afford to be too jealous. She throws her clothes and gets ready for the day. When a scent of something burning catches her nose she things she set something on fire over night. However what she finds is you in the kitchen wearing only a shirt and your underwear as you struggle to make breakfast on her fire hazard of a stove.

"Ah there ya are sweet stuff. Almost thought ya left me. That'd be pretty fucking crappy don't ya think? If ya don't wanna be an item just tell me, no need ta sneak out. And trying to burn my place down too? Tryin ta get rid of the evidence or something? Ya... wanted to make me breakfast in bed? And ask me ta be your girlfriend? Oh... I uh... may have jumped the gun a little... I can make it up ta ya with a kiss."

Vi can't lie and say that she was more then disappointed when she woke up to an empty bed. She may be tough on the outside but you managed to break into her heart, so she can't just pretend that it was a one night thing.

After all she took you on quite a few dates before this and thought that the two of you were on the same page about the relationship. Clearly not. She wants to blow off some steam. However just as she pulls her hoodie over her head she hears someone humming. It turns out to be you, back turned to her while making food. Vi grins and sneaks up on you, startling you for a moment as she hugs you to her front and tilts your head to kiss your neck, right over the kisses and bite marks she made last night.

"Morning sweetheart, though you left me but... this is a nice surprise for sure. I had half the mind to march over to your place and give you a piece of my mind for toying with me. Glad I don't have to. Food looks good. Oh and the pancakes too. Hold still, I want to have a little taste, the pancakes can wait. You bet your sweet ass I'll put you on the table, I might be from Zaun but I eat my food at the table."

Caitlyn is surprised to find you gone in the morning. After all you'd have to sneak off through the window and she's pretty sure she would have heard you.

She absolutely wants to have a talk with you about leaving after having sex for the first time. You seemed pretty happy last night and didn't make any move to leave why she fell asleep. She can't think of any reason you'd sneak off. But before she goes to confront you she needs to eat something since she's pretty spent from last night. Caitlyn makes her way into the kitchen only to find you laughing and talking with her dad as you make food for her and the other Kiramman's.

"For a moment I thought you snuck out on me darling. Glad to see that wasn't the case. What are you making? Hm... sounds good. And did you put my dad up to helping you or was he already here? You're learning the secret Kiramman recipes? Well I know we've been doing pretty well but a marriage is going a little too fast don't you think, plus I don't even have a ring for you. A kiss? Sure I can do that for you, but I fully expect you to make this up to me with a date at a later time."

Ekko was a bit glad when he didn't find you in bed the next day. He does enjoy your company but he's part of a rebellion so it might be best for you to keep your distance.

However when he washes up and gets into the kitchen he finds you already sitting at the little table, waiting for him as you divide the breakfast and coffee you made. He's a bit at a loss for words at first because the last thing he expected after a wild night of having sex was for you to have the energy to get up before him and make all this food for the two of you. He's still not sure if you should involve yourself with him so closely but he can't fight the warm feeling in his heart as you motion him to sit down and eat before it gets cold.

"Color me surprised Firefly, you got more stamina than I gave you credit for. Have you been holding out on me last night? No, I'm not complaining about it, couldn't you tell I had fun? Did you... did you run into anyone while getting the ingredients for this? I'm not embarrassed, I just... I'm a little worried for your safety alright? I don't want you to get in trouble because you're associated with me, we're not exactly popular in Zaun at the moment. Yeah I know you can take care of yourself, but you can't stop me from worrying about you, not now or ever."

Silco is used to sleeping alone so getting to fall asleep next to someone for the night was refreshing. He wasn't really expecting you to stay either so he goes about his day when he wakes up.

Upon opening the door however he's met with Jinx who tells him that you're in the kitchen and that you're... not the worst choice for a partner. Confused Silco makes his way to the kitchen where he finds you cooking for three. You see him and forget the food for a moment as you cross the distance between you and give him a big kiss and tell him good morning and you hope he's worked up an appetite since last night. Silco chuckles and is about to kiss you back when Jinx barges in commenting on how gross you're being so early in the morning.

"So uh... darling, I think we should eat, after all you went through all the trouble of making breakfast, it'd be a shame if it went cold. Jinx you be polite, they're a guest. No, not because... nevermind, eat your food. Why are you laughing for? My façade? I have no such thing darling, you've seen all of me from the start. Including last night. Right, sorry, Jinx you eat here, we're gonna take our food upstairs. Come darling. Sorry about her, she's a good kid I promise. No she won't try to kill you. I promise. Hey, wow, what are... oh... I was serious about the food but... I could work up a bit more of an appetite."

Sevika is usually the one to leave, not the other way around. She didn't expect anything from the relationship, after all it was just a one-night stand. At least it was supposed to be.

Sevika takes a quick shower only to come back to the bedroom with you standing there holding a tray of food and wearing nothing but a shirt. She doesn't bother to hide the way her eyes hungerly trail over your mostly naked body. You fidget under her gaze and tell her you wanted to make her breakfast as a thank you for an amazing time last night. Sevika can't help but smirk and lick her lips before she takes the tray, disposes of it on a nearby desk, picks you up and throws you back on the bed, practically tearing your shirt with her metal hand and kissing a way down your neck, shoulders, chest and stomach.

"I appreciate the food sweetcheeks, but if you wanted to thank me you should have waited for me with your legs open. It was a nice gesture though, who knew you were such a romantic. Of course I plan to eat it, you worked so hard on it after all. But first I'm gonna have my fill of you. Huh, why do you want me to wait? You wanna do this again? Take to dinner? I don't really date. You'll bribe me with more food? As in actual food or... this. Hm... well if that's my treat I might think about a date. Now, let me hear you moan for me."

Marcus doesn't have much time for one-night stands so that fact that had one with you was pretty unusual already.

He didn't expect you to say and thought you'd sneak out as soon you as you woke up. Instead however he found you in his small kitchen, laughing and talking with his daughter while she handed you various ingredients for breakfast. Marcus blinked at the sight, half convinced he was dreaming. The scene was just so... domestic, something that he hadn't experienced in a very long time with another person. You broke the spell when you called out to him and whished him good morning, a little awkward as you sat at the table. His daughter was quick to run up to him, take him by the hand and lead him to the table to eat.

"I see you decided to stay a while huh? I don't exactly mind. But we should talk more about this later. Mmm, this isn't bad. Did you help out too Ren? It's very good, yeah. Are they a good friend? Well yes you could say that, they're a very good friend. Isn't that right lovely? Yeah I know I need to get to work soon, but I'll eat this first, it's been a while since I had a meal like this. You can... make it again sometime, if you want."

Jayce is pretty big on cuddles. He's cuddled with you many times but last night was the first time you had sex so of course he looked forward to morning cuddles, only to be sad when he fund you gone.

He sighed, oh well, maybe he misinterpreted your intentions. Last night was fun though he can't deny that much. Gathering his clothes and washing up he finally makes his way downstairs to make himself some breakfast, only to find most of it already made by you. To make things better you're making it while mostly naked, only wearing shorts that don't hide much and one of Jayce's shirts which is a bit big on you. He chuckles at the fast he was worried and offers to help you with the rest of it, but of course he does get more than a bit distracted by your thighs and the fact that you seem to be showing off his bite marks proudly along your neck.

"I'm glad to see you're still here babe. Hah, I was a bit worried yeah, I really like you so, I'd like this to be a reoccurring thing you know. Unless... you were just being polite, in which case forget what I just said. Oh thank gods, I thought I made things really awkward for a moment. Hey, careful with that! You're gonna burn yourself, and we can't have that, I won't have that. You need to pay attention. Oh haha, I might steal a few peaks at you but at least I'm keeping a firm grip. You are too? What do you... oh fuck! Right... right now? What about the food? Haha, you're hungry for something else? That makes two of us actually. Ok, but don't blame me if you can't walk later."

Viktor doesn't sleep with many people and doesn't exactly know what the norm for things like this is. Usually his dates at least wait until the morning to leave so he was a bit baffled that you were already gone.

Just as he was stretching he hears the door opening and sees you carrying two bowls of food. You awkwardly wish him good morning as you walk over to the bed. Viktor brings the blanket around him, a bit self-conscious about him being the only one naked here. You chuckle and give him a quick peck on the lips before offering him the bowl of food. This was certainly different than his previous hook-ups, but he doing that he rather liked this change of pace. The food was delicious too.

"This is quite the surprise darling. I'm not gonna complain about someone as beautiful as you serving me breakfast however, that would be very stupid of me. I am curious however, what prompted you to do this? Just felt like it? Do you always do this for the people you sleep with? Well then I'm glad to hear that I'm special to you. I think you're quite special to me also, and I'd like to explore that further. Are you free tomorrow evening?"

Mel doesn't bring many people to her bed, but those she does bring, she wants them to stay. If Mel brings you to her bed it means she likes you enough to give the relationship a try at least.

So imagine the disappointment when she finds you gone the next morning. Mel is pretty good at reading people so she thought she had your intentions figured out. She was definitely keen on giving you a piece of her mind next time she saw you. Little did she know that the next time would be very soon seeing as you're setting the freshly made food on the table right as she gets down the stairs. It was definitely a pleasant surprise for her. But she did still want to clear the air and make her attentions known in case they weren't clear earlier. She wants to date you.

"Good morning darling, I was looking forward to waking up to you, and yet you seemed to have different ideas hm? Don't get me wrong, I like the gesture, its incredibly sweet of you, but next time I'd appreciate a heads up. Yes, I fully plan on there being a next time. That is, if you'd like that of course, I certainly would. Good, I'm glad we're on the same page. How about we eat this and then go back to bed? I'd hate to let this food go to waste but I was fully ready to cuddle you until noon. And doing a few other things as well, and we're sure to be very energized after this no?"

#arcane #arcane x reader #jinx x reader #vi x reader #caitlyn x reader #ekko x reader #silco x reader #sevika x reader #marcus x reader #jayce x reader #viktor x reader #mel x reader #arcane imagines #arcane headcanons #league of leguends #league of legends imagine #league of legends headcanons

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ediewentmissing · 1 year

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Hiii!! Could you write an angst/fluff eddie fic based on a bad habit of mine? 😬 I have this habit of using things like using the bathroom or eating as a reward for finishing a task 🥴 I won’t use the bathroom even if I have to go bad until I finish an assignment or something. I’d love to know how he would react to reader doing that 🫶

this is such an adorable thought. i wish i could’ve done this better but i have a shit ton of work to do so i had to smash this out in 10 minutes 😭 so sorry for the lack of quality here but hope it’s up to standard ❤️

you’re scribbling away at your desk, filling out an important stack of sheets for mr. higgins to review tomorrow. your wrist aches from writing and your stomach is growling at you for not feeding it.

you look over at your alarm clock on your bedside table. 1 PM. shit. you haven’t eaten anything since yesterday night’s dinner. you look back at the incomplete papers miserably and continue jotting.

“hey, sweets!” eddie bursts through your bedroom door. he flashes you a smile and stands in front of you, rocking excitedly back and forth on his feet, hiding something behind his back.

you giggle at him, “what have u got hidden back there?”

“well, y’know that vinyl at camelot that you were obsessing about?”

“appetite for destruction?” you ask, “yeah, i remember. why?”

he pulls the shiny new vinyl from behind him, waving it in both hands, “i brought it!”

“eddie! i told you not to!” you laugh as he hands it over, “it was expensive!”

“hm, well i may or may not have done a massive deal with one of the tiger’s basketball players and earned a fuck-ton of cash,” he smiles, “so how ‘bout we get up and dance…” he wiggles his brows, “and relax for a bit, yeah?” he holds out his hands to lift u up from the seat at your desk.

“yeah, that sounds good,” you wave his hands away, “but i’ve gotta get this done. maybe later, ‘kay?”

“later?” he frowns, “you’ve never said later to music before, babe. what’s up? have you miraculously decided that music isn’t good enough for you anymore?” he crosses his arms.

“no, music is life, and as much as i love the idea of jamming out, i have to get this done. shoo, shoo,” you wave a hand at him, but of course he doesn’t plan on going anywhere.

“what are you doing that so important, huh?” he questions, leaning over your shoulder to take a look at the important work in question. “wait, wait, wait,” he says confused, “weren’t you doing this this morning, like, before i left?”

you nod timidly, and his mouth opens to protest, but you speak quickly, “yes, but it’s really important! it needs to be done, eds!”

“okay! okay!” he puts his hands up, mock surrendering, “well have you taken a break since you started?”

“uh…” you hesitate.

“have you eaten?” he asks, concerned. you don’t say anything. “right, that’s it,” he claps his hands together and hauls you up from your seat, “i’m going to make you a signature gourmet eddie munson special. extra special for an extra special lady, yeah?” he smiles as he drags you down the hallway to the living area.

“now sit,” he says, promptly pushing your shoulders down so you sit on the springy sofa in front of the tv. he turns it on. “watch,” he points to the tv, “relax,” he pulls your feet up to rest on the coffee table, “got it?”

you nod, closing your eyes and lolling your head back on the couch, finally relaxing. “mhmm… i can’t feel my butt.”

“probably because you’ve been sitting on that same fucking chair all day,” he chuckles from the kitchen. you can hear food bubbling.

after a couple minutes he comes back with a bowl, setting it down beside your feet, “there ya go, babe.”

you pick it up and giggle, “is your ‘signature gourmet eddie munson special’ really spaghetti?”

“ah, ah, ah,” he tuts, “canned spaghetti,” he says, as if it makes it even more special.

you’re about to eat it before you stop the forkful of spaghetti from entering your mouth. “hang on. since when did we have canned spaghetti?”

“dunno,” he shrugs, “found it at the back of the cupboard.”

“at the back of the cupboard?” you repeat, “pass me the can.” he gives you a confused look before darting to the kitchen to grab the empty can from the counter.

he passes it to you and you read it aloud, “use by the fifteenth of april, 1984… eddie your supposedly ‘gourmet food’ is expired by three years.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x you #eddie munson blurb

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bitchesuntitled · 3 months

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Dirty

Warnings! 18+(minors do not enter, go on now-get!). Unprotected PinV(don’t be like this- too many risks), bar bathroom sex, fingering, mirror play, alcohol consumption, consensual, cussing

Not really any description of reader besides clothing. Pics from Pinterest on the mood board thing(I made it, first one ever. Can’t ya tell? 🤣)

A/N: First smutty piece. Just decided to go for it. @jay-zzle read it over and seemed to like it so hopefully someone else does too ❤️ Not tagging character cause that’s a surprise part of the story. Constructive criticism is welcome but I won’t tolerate assholes. Here we gooooo

Masterlist

Reader X Surprise!Pboy

*****

“Oh fuck!” You gasp while being pressed against the sink in this dingy bar bathroom “Yes! Please, right there!”

Is this how you saw your Friday night going? Not really. Are you disappointed? Not at all. It was a spur of the moment decision. A recent break up calls for some debauchery.

*****

“I don’t know. You really think this is a good idea?”

Your best friend, Laurie, looks at you like you grew a second head. Breaking up with your boyfriend of four years on a Wednesday afternoon wasn’t in your plans for the future but it happened. While you thought he was too focused on his career and succeeding. Come to find out, he was actually too busy fucking his assistant.

“Uh yeah! Fuck Dean! If he couldn’t see what was right in front of him then he’s an idiot. But we already knew that” She says, “It’s Friday night! We need to go out and have fun!”

She was the decision maker in your outfit for the night. A tight red strapless dress that stopped just before your knees, fit your curves in all the right places, black heels, and a full face of makeup that you almost didn’t recognize yourself when you looked in the mirror. It’s been so long since you dressed up like this. In all reality though, you need this. You need to feel wanted, you need to feel attractive, you need this like the air you breathe.

*****

After going to a few clubs the only place left that would serve you alcohol was a dingy local dive bar. Laurie is already three sheets to the wind. You’d sobered up a teensy bit when you got in the cab to come to this place. There’s a jukebox in the corner with a small dance floor where people are making their best effort to dance, well worn black leather seats at the bar, and plenty of drunken entertainment around you. You look up from the drink you’ve been sipping on and make eye contact with a stranger across the bar. You can’t make out many details of him besides the white shirt and leather jacket combo, brown hair, a little bit of scruff on his jaw and that he’s alone. He looks decent enough from a distance with this bar's dim lighting. You decide then and there if he continues staring you’ll have to go up to him, this is what this night was about after all, right?

It continues, it’s like you can feel his eyes on you. This random man who can’t look away. Occasionally you glance in his direction. Still sitting alone, still observing you like he’s waiting to see if you’ll make the first move such as a game of chess. Your drink is down to the bottom, you look over your shoulder to search for Laurie. Seeing she’s occupied by her own stranger for the night, you decide to make your move. Getting up you saunter over to the stool next to him.

“Is this seat taken?”

“All yours if you want it.” The stranger replies.

You sit and get the bartender's attention to order another drink.

“Put it on my tab.” He tells the bartender when your drink arrives.

“Oh, well thank you!!” You say, giving him a slight smirk.

“What uh… brings you to this place dressed like that?” He asks, looking you up and down.

“Only place left that would still serve us booze.” You laugh.

“Ah, I see!” He says grinning like the Cheshire Cat “Makes sense.”

You cock your head to the side chewing on the small straw.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Just don’t see many gorgeous women dressed like that in here.” He shrugs.

“If I didn’t know any better I’d think you’re trying to flirt with me” you giggle

“Maybe I am.” He says with a wink downing his own drink and signaling the bartender for another.

*****

With a subtle nod of his head and standing up from his stool, you follow. It didn’t take long at all for this stranger to lead you towards the back where you can only assume there is some sort of privacy. The stranger grabs you suddenly pushing you against a wall. His face is so close you can smell the whiskey he’s been drinking on his breath.

“Wanna have some fun?” He asks smiling

“It’s why I’m here.” you softly laugh

He closes the gap between you pressing his lips to yours. Kissing someone new is always exciting, not even knowing this man’s name seems to make it even more so. You didn’t realize how touch starved you were til this moment. Some stranger simply kissing you already has your panties soaked. Grabbing the back of his neck and pressing into him more you feel the cool material of his leather jacket against you, sending goosebumps across your skin. He deepens the kiss and willingly you open your mouth for him to explore. The sound of a lock being undone and the jiggle of a door handle has you both separating, trying to control your breathing he gives a friendly nod to the person who walked out of the bathroom.

“Come on.” He says, grabbing onto your hand and pulling you into the bathroom.

He closes the door and you hear the lock click. Grabbing a hold of your waist he presses you against the door. He grabs your face, craning your neck up while slowly moving one hand down your throat, collarbones and landing at the top of your dress.

“Do you want this?” The stranger asks toying with the material.

“Yes.” you whisper, trembling under his touch.

“Good.” He says, moving his mouth to yours again.

It feels like he’s everywhere all at once. His hands were moving with a mind of their own grabbing whatever and wherever they could. Your neck, your breasts, your waist, til they move down to the hem of your dress. His knuckles slowly trace your inner thigh moving up, up, up. He brushes against your clit and you whine.

“Already whining and I’ve barely done anything?” The stranger chuckles.

With one hand around your neck and the other under your dress he moves you swiftly deeper into the bathroom. You can feel the sink digging into your lower back shifting your dress up to give him more room, all of a sudden you’re being lifted. When did his hands move? You can’t seem to focus on anything but the way his mouth moves against yours, all you know is this handsome stranger is making you feel things you haven’t felt in years. His tongue in your mouth, his hand moves your thong to the side.

“Jesus. So fucking wet.” He hums as he swipes a finger through your folds. You can’t even think straight. This man, this handsome stranger, he’s all consuming. He starts rubbing your clit with such precision it’s unreal. When was the last time someone just touching you has gotten you this worked up? Panting relentlessly, already so close to the edge. He inserts a finger into your dripping core, moving in and out at a steady pace.

“Fuck!” You whine. “Yes, baby, it feels so good!”

The stranger withdraws his fingers with a smirk. His hands make busywork pulling his pants down and his cock springs free, you’re mesmerized. It’s long and thick. Like nothing you’ve seen before. Giddy with anticipation of what’s about to happen. He grabs you again and turns you around to face the mirror.

“I want you to see what’s happening.” He whispers in your ear.

He grabs himself and begins rubbing his tip up and down your seam. The sounds coming from your throat surprise you. Never has it felt like this. Never has someone driven you up the wall with want like this.

“Ready?” He asks. All you can do is nod. Feeling his tip at your entrance slowly teasing. “Words, baby. Words. I need to hear you say it”

“YES! Please!” He plunges into you with so much force it’s hard to breathe. The feeling of his cock inside your dripping heat feels as if you're on another planet. You shouldn’t be so close this fast just from his teasing.

“Wanna see you come.” The stranger says. You nod, focusing on the pleasure of his cock inside you. Feeling his hands slid up to your face pushing it toward the mirror so you can see. “You look so good on my cock! Look at you.”

Sliding his hands down your back, he grips your waist. His thick cock spearing into you feeling like you’re going to split in two. His lips are on your neck giving open mouthed kisses and little nips. There are no words coming to you, your brain is blank from the pleasure, all you can do is feel his cock punching into you at a relentless pace, and moan. With each thrust you can feel your hips digging into the sink. Suddenly he hits a spot that has your breath becoming ragged and you can feel that coil in your belly tightening.

“You feel so fucking good,” He groans setting his head on your shoulder blade.

“Fuck! Right there!” You moan out. “Don’t stop, don’t stop!”

“Yeah?” He breathes out, moving his head to look at you in the mirror. Winding one of his hands around your waist to the top of your mound and finding your clit. He begins to circle that button and you can’t help but bite down on your lip to keep from screaming at the feeling of it.

“Oh fuck!” You gasp. “Right there, right there, I’m gonna come. I’m- I’m gon-“

The tingling starts at the base of your spine and begins to climb up. Back arching, head resting on his shoulder, your orgasm washes over you, fanning out from your head to your toes.

“Fuck me!” He groans, working his hand a little faster. “So fucking tight.”

“Mmhhmm.” You whine. Winding your hand to the back of his neck to hold him, slightly tugging the curls at the base of his neck, trying to ground yourself. His pace begins to falter, you can tell he’s getting close.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Where?” He asks, grunting.

“Ass.” You reply. He pulls out placing his dick on your ass, you can see his arm moving at a fast pace in the mirror. His face begins to twist in pleasure, eyebrows knitted together, moving his face down to watch his spend shoot out on your ass.

“Fucking hell.” He sighs. “That was amazing. Thank you!”

“You’re welcome?” You couldn’t help but laugh. “Don’t know if anyone has ever said thank you to me after sex.”

“Well, my mom always told me I needed to be polite.” He shrugs, grabbing a paper towel from the holder on the wall. He gently begins wiping his come off you. You can’t help but stare at him in the mirror as he situates your thong and dress back into place. You make eye contact when he looks up again, both smiling at each other. He grabs your waist and turns you around to face him, arms wrapping around his neck, playing with the curls that rest against his neck.

“Speaking of being polite,” He says, kissing you softly. “The name’s Marcus.”

“Well hello Marcus, nice to meet you!” You giggle telling him your name.

“So, I know we did this totally backwards but could I get your number and take you out sometime?” Marcus asks, cheeks turning crimson in color.

“I think we can manage that.” You say with a wide smile.

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buckysred · 2 years

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Sucker

William “Ironhead” Miller x Reader

Summary: You went out with some friends and got a little drunk. Will has to come get you.

Warnings: cursing, tooth rotting fluff, poor depiction of someone being intoxicated, slightly ooc will?, shitty writing and editing

Word Count: 945

A/N: Triple Frontier is my current obsession so please enjoy. :)

so, maybe you were a teeny tiny bit tipsy. okay, okay, you were drunk.

you rarely ever went out with your best friends, so you went a little crazy with the occasional night out.

you had finally decided that the night was over after you all tapped out on the karaoke machine in the bar. or was it that the manager told you that you needed to leave for being so obnoxious with your singing? you couldn’t be sure.

since all of you were hammered, you had texted your boyfriend to come to pick you up. as you sat outside on the stray bench in front of the bar, you couldn’t remember exactly what you had sent to him. something suave and to the point you hoped. what were you kidding, you were always smooth with your words.

as you waited for a text back from your boyfriend, you became fascinated with how the sky looked.

jesus, how many galaxies really did exist in the world?

suddenly, your phone started repeatedly buzzing, turning your attention away from your thoughts.

in big bright, white letters read your boyfriend’s name, WILL. ah, finally.

you picked up, “h-hey, baby.”

you heard a quiet huff of laughter pass through the phone at your slurred words. then that whiskey voice you loved so much flitted through the speaker, “hi, sweetheart. i got your texts.”

“yeah? like ‘em so much you had to call me, did ya?”

“oh yeah, loved ‘em. you sound a little hammered. need me to come to get you?”

isn’t that what you had asked in the texts? “um, y-yes that’d be-“ hiccup “-great.”

will’s smile was vivid in his voice, “okay. you still at the bar with your friends?”

“yes,” you paused for a moment, “well I’m not in the bar. and my friends called a cab already since they’re roommates. told ‘em you’d come get me. ”

“what do you mean you’re not in the bar? where are you then?”

“outside it.”

wills words rushed out in one breath, “what? why aren’t you inside? go back in till i get there. that’s not safe.”

you elongated all of your syllables, “i’m fine.”

you could hear keys jingling and then an engine start. “no. go back inside. i’m on my way.”

god, you really loved will’s voice. even on your worsts days, just his voice could make you feel better. make you feel not so alone. “w-wait don’t hang up. i like your v-voice, it’s very comforting.”

“i wasn’t planning on hangin’ up, honey. you going inside?”

you huffed out an exasperated breath, restlessly swinging your feet where you sat. “i can take care of myself if i gotta.”

“sure can. you’ve got the best right hook in the business. but… go inside. please, do it for me.”

Well, when he said it like that how could you resist? fuck, fine.

A grumble of laughter echoed in your ear. oh… did you accidentally say that out loud? you shrugged your shoulders to yourself, trudged your heavy feet inside, and plopped down on a bar stool.

“‘kay, i’m inside. sittin’ at this s-sticky table cause you asked.”

“i appreciate all the effort. i’ll be there in 5.”

and he was. exactly 5 minutes later, will was walking through the bar doors. he looked exactly as you left him, wearing a light grey hoodie and jeans. damn, you could appreciate those freaking jeans. or genes. whichever.

blue eyes searched the bar and soon landed on yours. you had half your body laying on top of the table, exhaustion squishing out of your pores. you lifted your hand and waved at him.

will tried to keep the smile off his face, he really did, but he loved how all soft and feisty you were when drunk. he looked over at the bartender wondering if they could see how love drunk he was for you. you certainly seemed oblivious to it most of the time.

he quickly made his way over to your sleepy form. “hey, there. i‘m here to pick up a very drunk girlfriend. you know where any of those would be at?”

you nodded at him. “yep. i think i got one of those in s-stock, lemme just check in the back,” you paused for dramatic effect, “oh, wait. got one right h-here.” you lifted your arms like a small child, doing grabby hands at him.

the smile will had been trying to suppress since he walked in here, finally broke the surface. he reached down to grab the nook of your elbows and help you upwards.

“i’m not carrying you, y/n.”

you let your bottom lip pop outward. “my favorite boyfriend would carry me cause he l-loves me.”

fuck, what a way to rip at his heart. trying to play nonchalant, will’s face remained stoic. but then you went and started to tilt backward so his hands had to go up and cup your shoulders, steadying you. “favorite boyfriend, huh? you sayin you’ve got more than just one?”

your nose scrunched and you weakly poked him in the chest. “t-that is a trap if i’ve ever heard o-one.”

will leans forward and rubbed his nose slightly over yours before pecking your lips. “cmon, baby. time to go home.”

you pressed your face into his chest. “gonna haveta carry m-me to get home, miller.”

will sighed, letting his head drop to rest on top of yours. “you’re so lucky i love you.”

one minute your feet were on the ground and the next they were dangling in the air. will felt your triumphant smile form into the side of his neck. “such a sucker,” you breathed.

will just shook his head lightly as he carried you out the doors. “your sucker, honey. only yours.”

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awlumii · 1 year

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"you're too kind, kazuha," you croon at the vigilante standing before you. you circle him with silent footsteps. "you always have been. you can't just drop everything as soon as someone comes running to you for help. so smart, and yet so naive... i always liked that about you."

you see spider-man clench his fists. you must be getting to him already. you expected as much, seeing as how you've already toyed with him quite a bit. finally, he's losing his temper. "if i don't help people when they ask for it, then i wouldn't be much of a hero, would i?" he asks you. even with the mask on, you can see the tight smile he's giving you. "why did you do this?"

"that's just how the cookie crumbles, my love." you shrug, the gesture languid. you maintain your air of ease as best you can. you're already doing too much by letting him talk to you; any longer, and you may say too much. you need to stop, but... it's been so long since you've seen him that you can't help but indulge. "i had a job to do, and you just so happened to help me finish it. that's all."

"is that really it?" spider-man follows in your footsteps, circling you as well — a tell-tale sign that he's matching your energy. he must be enjoying this as much as you. your heart flutters at the thought of it. "did you really need me to finish such a mundane job?"

"i wouldn't call stealing the most prized painting in the museum a mundane job," you chuckle.

"ah, but you forget that i know you like the back of my hand." spider-man wags a finger at you. "you could've done this single-handedly, and yet you needed me to cover you. why? who else is involved? the demons? fisk?"

you flinch subtly. he notices. "what does fisk have on you, of all people?" he asks.

you grit your teeth. "nothing." you practically spit the word. "he has nothing. and it doesn't matter. i have the painting and you helped me get it. you were weak, spider-man. i exploited you."

it's spider-man's turn to flinch. "...if you think i'm going to let you get away—"

"what, kazuha?" you laugh mockingly. "what will you do to me? beat me half to death? throw me in jail? kill me?" when he says nothing, you scoff. "you're too soft. i should have been rotting in a jail cell, but you—"

"—you're a good person." spider-man — no, kazuha — cuts you off. "that's why you're not in jail. because i know there's good in you somewhere. you just... need help."

you feel a wetness in your eyes. you blink it back. "don't start that shit with me again. who's going to help me? you? please." you recall a time in which he tried to help you. it worked for a while; you remember being a normal person, laying in bed on saturdays with your legs tangled with his and frequently visiting coffee shops around the neighborhood to experiment with their coffee. but when duty calls — when fisk calls..

"we can make it work." kazuha implores you. god, you want nothing more than to take that mask off of his face and kiss him silly. he's so foolish, so innocent and pure of heart. "if you would just let me, i promise, we can fix... all of this. little by little."

you sigh heavily. "we can't. we're over, remember?" you give him a smile filled with bitterness. "we can't ever fix this, ka— spider-man." you use his name to try and rebuild the wall between the two of you. back where it should be. gone are the days of playful banter, of hushed whispers and soft kisses. this is all that remains.

before spider-man can scale the proverbial wall, you turn on your heel. "thanks for your help," you call over your shoulder. you ignore his call of your name — your real name. "see ya' around, webhead." and with that, you depart with your prized possesion of the night in your hands.

on instinct, you look behind you to see if kazuha followed after you. your heart shatters all over again when you find no one there.

✦ some spidey!kazuha x black cat!reader that's been sittin' in my drafts! just thought i'd share a little somethin' since it's been so long... i hope you like it ;; sorry for being so absent ;;

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pokenimagines · 1 year

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SFW Raihan | Fic | maybe continuation of reverse hisui'd reader you wrote a while back? Maybe Raihan teaching reader about technology while at the same time trying to figure out what to do about this whole situation with Sonia and some other gym leader? I just love the idea of reverse hisui so much fhcvjfxvj

Fun fact: Queenie and I both had a moment of staring off into space and being like Gandalf when he says "I have no memory of this place." In short...we forgot that I wrote a reverse Hisui fic until I dug through the archives and found it. Quickly read it and here we go. Also, the original link to the fic can be found here.

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SFW Raihan: Hisuian Technology

“No, this is a normal phone…I don’t know what that is, but it isn’t normal.” Raihan said, as he looked at your Arc phone. You had no idea what he was getting at since they looked similar, but apparently your phone wasn’t like his, “You don’t even have a phone number in here.”

“And? I was the only one who owned this. Who was I gonna call even if I did have a number?” You asked with a huff. Your bickering had been going on for a solid twenty minutes, as of now. Leon sighed from his spot on the couch, as he walked over to Raihan. He clamped a hand down on the taller man’s shoulder.

“I don’t think you’re gonna get it through their head.” Leon said and Raihan groaned.

“Why are you so stubborn?” Raihan finally said, you shrugged.

“My stubbornness saved the world, so excuse yourself.” You snapped. Raihan looked at you for a moment, before shaking his head.

“See what I mean?” Raihan said to Leon, “They use modern terms and have a kinda phone, but they’re not from this time period. How is this possible?”

“Rai…I’m literally right here!” You said with a huff, “Listen dude…I don’t know what’s going on either. It’s been a week and we haven’t figured anything out. All I remember is fighting god and then waking up here.”

“Fighting god…” Leon said with a small whistle, “You sure about that?”

“I don’t believe them.” Raihan said as his smirk grew, “No way you could fight a god and win.” He teased.

“Oh? Should I prove it? I’ll take you and Leon on, right here, right now. Square up, scrub.” You said, jumping up in excitement.

Before Leon could voice his excitement, Raihan was stopping it, “Later. We have Sonia coming over soon to help us figure things out.”

“Ah, a new character.” You murmured as you looked around the room, “Can we watch the box while we wait? I’m bored.” You complained and Raihan took a moment as he tried thinking about what you said.

“The…the TV?” Raihan said with another groan.

“Ya, that thing. I wanna watch the drawn characters with the big eyes again.” You said and Leon laughed as he looked at Raihan.

“Good luck teaching them about live tv.” Leon said and Raihan laughed.

“They were still amazed by the running water. They almost flooded the bathroom just watching it.” Raihan said before looking over at you.

“Fine, we can put on some anime until Sonia gets here.” He said, with a head shake. You cheered at that, plopping yourself on the couch. This modern world thing wasn’t so bad after all.

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phantomdoofer · 6 months

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Eat Me

Noise stretched as his alarm went off. Ah, can't wait for the day I don't have to use one a those! He laughed. That could be now, ya palooka. NTV was doing great - he could probably retire and live off royalties the rest of his life. But I just can't give up the spotlight! He leapt out of bed and struck a pose, grinning hugely.

Silence. Dead silence. Normally Noisette at least says something when I do that. He looked over. She wasn't there. "Huh. Sette? Babe? You there?" Nothing. Ah well, guess she decided to go in early or something. He went over to his closet and opened it - inside was row after row of Noise costumes, and a few business suits for when he had to be "official." I know I promised Peppino I'd leave him alone, and a deal's a deal. He grinned maliciously. Doesn't mean I can't screw with anybody else!

He'd been an unholy terror to make up for not getting to abuse his favorite chew toy. Even his film crews, normally exempt, hadn't been immune. Pepperman would probably rip him in half if he could. Vigilante was threatening to try to bring actual charges against him. Like that'd stick. He got dressed. Y'know, awfully quiet today. Normally I'd be hearin' noise from the studios downstairs. He shrugged. Probably just on their breaks or somethin. Dressed for mischief now, he grabbed his sack of bombs and gadgets and threw them over his shoulder, whistling his theme music. No show today, so let's cause some trouble!

He stepped outside to... nothing. The halls were empty. Ok, that's weird. Not even a secretary. He found himself wanting to tiptoe, then shook himself and pranced proudly down the hall. He burst through the doors of the nearest studio. "HEY, EVERYBODY, LOOK ALIVE!"

The room was empty. All the equipment was out, like they'd been in the middle of a show and suddenly all vanished. Noise started to get legitimately creeped out. "OK, break time's over, ya mooks! Come on out!"

Nothing but the whirr of fans and equipment.

Noise checked the break room. Empty. He ran down to the cafeteria. No one. Every room was empty, stuff left laying about like everyone had just evaporated on the spot.

Noise pulled on his hat's edges. "What the hell is goin' on??"

He ran out the gate of the studio.

~~~~

The whole village seemed to be the same. He ran to the police station and burst through the doors. "VIGI! Somethin' weird is goin' on! My whole studio's..."

There was no one there, either. It looked the same - things strewn about as if they just vanished. He ran to Vigilante's office and banged on the door. "Vigi! You in there? Come on, answer me!"

The door swung open. On the wall of the office hung Vigilante, his cheese running, his eyes blank and white. His hat, boots, and gloves lay on the floor below him, and his mouth gaped open.

Noise shrieked. He ran outside, looking around wildly for anyone.

There! Out of the corner of his eye, he saw... Is that Fake? They look... weirder than usual. They were moving strangely, more like... those clones in the tower! Noise shivered. Those clones had been creepy as hell, eating whatever they could get in their mouths, including each other. Fake had kept them in line, but...

Fake crawled out, making strange ribbity noises. It approached him, looking way too hungry for comfort.

Noise backed up. "H-hey Fake, we're cool, right? You're not gonna... eat me or anything? Right? Buddy? Pal?"

Fake's tongue stretched out and licked him up and down, then retracted. Fake made a pleased noise and said, "Huungryy...."

Noise screamed and ran for his life. He ran around the corner. Peppino! Peppino can deal with this freak! He shrieked again as Fake appeared from nowhere, growling hungrily. Noise frantically hopped on his skateboard and activated the rocket assist, blasting away from the killer clone.

Then two more appeared. They're splitting up! Noise wove between them as they reached out arms and tongues for him. He darted down an alleyway, and shot across the street to Peppino's.

He burst through the doors. "Italian! You gotta help me! That clone of yours has gone crazy! It's splittin up! I think they're eatin' people! They... Fat Man?" Silence. "Pep-Peppino?"

Noise heard a sound from in the kitchen. He went through the doors, and found one of the Fakes standing there. As it whipped around to look at him, he backed away with his hands up.

Smiling, the clone opened its mouth wide. Inside was Peppino, covered in blood, halfway down it's throat. "NOISE! NOISE, HELP ME! I CAN'T GET OUT, PLEASE-"

Peppino screamed as the clone closed it's mouth again, and made a swallowing motion. Then it reached for him.

Screaming at the top of his lungs, Noise ran outside and across the street to Noisette's Cafe. We gotta get outta here! He burst through the doors -

The cafe was empty. Noisette's rabbit-ear hood sat on the counter.

Noise froze. His world spun. They ate Noisette. Sette. She's gone.

Suddenly something grabbed his bag from behind. He leapt away just in time - another Fake swallowed his bag of gadgets. Before he could move, the clone grabbed him and held him to its face, grumbling.

Noise trembled. I'm so dead!

Slowly, the clone opened their mouth wide -

And sitting on its tongue, filing her nails, was Noisette.

Noise was utterly confused. "Sette? You're alive! Waaaait, what's goin' on?"

Noisette hopped off the tongue and put on her hood. "Surprise, hon!" Suddenly people started popping up from everywhere. Four other Fakes walked in. One of them opened their mouth and Peppino hopped out, covered in blood yet apparently unharmed. Then the five fused into one. Vigilante walked in the door, apparently unhurt. Fake suddenly retched, and Noise's bag was vomited onto the floor.

Peppino looked at Noisette, stretching an arm covered in blood-colored goop. "Do you-a think I could use your washroom for a bit? This fake blood is-a nasty."

"Oh, sure, Peppino! Right over there!" Noisette gestured to the back.

Peppino grinned maliciously at Noise as he walked past. "Hope-a you enjoyed it, Noise."

Noise was seething now. "This was all just a prank, wasn't it?" He started stomping his feet. "Dat was way too far! I swear, I'll make that fat bastard's life hell for this!" He reached for his bag.

Noisette bonked him on the head. "You'll do no such thing! This wasn't his idea, it was mine!"

Noise was stunned, and not just from the punch. "Y-YOUR idea? Babe, what gives?"

She grabbed his shoulders. "Babe, I love you, but you gotta learn how to back off. All I've been hearin' for a week now is how miserable you've been makin' people. Some of your film crew almost quit! I talked 'em out of it, though."

Vigilante walked up and poked Noise in the chest. "Been gettin' complaints from all over town about you, Noise. People are willin' to put up with some pranks, but we been seein' real damage. I can't just ignore that, y'know."

Noisette shrugged. "So we decided to scare ya. I talked the whole town into it. Most of 'em are in La Crosta, but the crew and some of the villagers helped set this up."

Noise was flabbergasted. "That's... that's cruel!"

Peppino came out, rubbing stage blood off his face. "As-a cruel as tormenting small businesses and people just-a living their lives? Actually hurting-a them? That cruel?"

Noise spun and pointed. "I never actually hurt nobody! I thought you's were all dead! I thought Fake ate you!"

Peppino grinned. "And a fine-a acting job they did, too." He held his hand up.

Fake gave him a high-five, then chuckled. "We don't like splitting off or acting like that, but we agreed this time. It was... fun."

Noisette shook her head. "I'm sorry, hon, but actually, you have been hurtin' people. A few injuries, but that's too much. Not everybody is as durable as Peppino. Or as used to yer jokes."

Noise looked around. Everyone around him was glaring. He felt like he was in a spotlight - a very, very hot one. "Are ya all really so mad at me?"

One of them, one of his stage managers, spoke up. "Boss, we don't mind a few pranks, but lately you've been a bit... dangerous. Most of us were thinking of quitting for our own safety."

Noisette grabbed him and kissed his forehead. "Babe, you just need to back off a little. Keep it to regular pranks. Otherwise, you're gonna be out a crew... and maybe outta your own town."

Noise scuffed his feet. "All right, all right. I get the hint. I'll back off."

The crowd broke out in relieved applause.

"But don't think I'll forget this! You better work hard to make up for it!"

Noisette suddenly loomed over him. Her face was dark, and her eyes were full of flame - literally. "Noiiiiise?"

Noise cringed. She was terrifying when she was like this. "Eep! Sorry, Sette! Sorry!"

Suddenly Noisette was her usual perky self. "OK hon! That's all we needed!" She turned and waved. "Thanks everybody! Let's get back to work!"

~~~~

As everyone left, Noise stopped and lit a cigarette. Peppino stood beside him, then spoke. "I've-a, I've-a never seen her look-a like that before. Is that-a... normal?"

Noise blew a puff of smoke. "Italian man, there's few things in this world I'm actually afraid of, and one of 'em is that woman's wrath."

"I, uh, I-a can see why." Peppino was quickly reevaluating his relationship with Noisette.

Noise blew another puff. "After you, Pizzahead, and Fake, Noisette was the most dangerous person in that Tower."

"Does-a she have powers?" Peppino asked.

"If she didn't tell ya, it's none of ya business, big guy."

They watched as Noisette waved happily at a customer, then turned, produced a giant mallet from nowhere, and blasted a Giant Rat that was bugging her down the street. The Rat stood up and wobbled away. The mallet disappeared, and Noisette skipped back inside the Cafe.

Peppino shivered. "Remind-a me to never piss-a her off."

"That makes two of us, big guy."

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annymation · 1 month

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Hi Anny!! Got a writing prompt for ya!

So I’ve been seeing your little snippets of the KOW! Swapped AU between Star!Asha and Human!Aster, and they’re all soo cute X33

But now I’m wondering, what would the “At All Costs” scene look like? Or whatever song you swapped for AAC.

Would it be Aster who goes somewhere else private to practice his music? Would it be Asha who’s encouraged by their friends to confess to Aster? How does Aster react? How does Asha handle confessing?

Imagine the 7 (or 6 in this scenario) teens in the background being like: “JUST KISS THAT BOY ALREADY-!!”

Like I said in my original post about the AUs here:

Asha would sing "You Chose Me" from the musical "Breathe" as I think it fits her bubbly and happy personality very well. Now as for how a scene of them would play out, let's see...

After a lot of encouragement from the seven teens, Asha finally makes her way through the woods, following the sound of Aster's music. She finds him standing near a river, with his mandolin strapped on his shoulder, as he practices the magic she has given him.

(As I write this I realize that whole scene in KOW when Asha and Aster are hiding and Asha draws clones of themselves would have to change... Cause drawing is relatively silent, but playing music ain't lol so I guess Human!Aster's approach would be different, in this moment that is about him showing his growth... Maybe something more about him not being afraid to be loud and clear...)

Aster is trying to sing and hit a high note as loud as he can, by doing so he creates sound waves that make the water of the river tremble, but it's not enough, it wouldn't be strong enough to, let's say, knock someone out of balance for example, he gotta try harder.

Aster was so focused on his high note he didn't notice the light coming from behind him, till he feels a finger tap on his shoulder. He stops playing and turns around quickly

"AH- Oh hey Asha" the human didn't quite notice how nervous Asha seemed, like she was anxious to tell him something "Did Simon finish his dinner? We're good to go?"

"Umm yeah, everyone's ready, but- well... I wanted to ask you something first..." Asha can practically feel the 7 teens staring at them behind some bushes, waiting to see her confess... But instead Asha blurted out "Whatcha doing?" she asked awkwardly

"Just trying something different. I wondered if I could cause a sound wave strong and loud enough to be more destructive ya know... But no matter what I feel like my voice is like, stuck in my throat, ya know? Like it should be louder, but I'm holding back, even though I want to let it all out..." He explained with a pondering gaze on the mandolin

"... It takes time to find your voice, but I think the power you already have inside is more than enough to defeat them" The star smiled warmly as she spoke from her heart

"Let's hope. But yeah, what I can do is already pretty great, like, check this out" Aster plays a fast paced melody, and suddenly, the strings of his mandolin start to burn and he creates a fireball "I can make fire! That oughta be useful, right?" They try holding the fireball... It is- "HOT!" He exclaims as he throws the spell in the river "... Ya know, on second thought, maybe I'm not ready to go to the castle yet, maybe we should leave the plan for tomorrow or-"

"I know we'll win." Asha reassures him "You got a lot more power than you think, and that goes way beyond my magic"

Aster smiles and feels his cheeks getting warmer "Heheh thanks. I guess I'm just nervous cause'... Well, everything HAS to go according to plan"

"And what if it doesn't?" Asha tilts her head with a knowing smile

"Then Queen Amable kills us, I guess, or throws us in the dungeon to be her hubby's little lab rats" He shrugs, finding the outcome quite obvious

"... I don't know if things will go according to plan, but..." Asha holds both his hands, looking at him in the eyes with a radiant and optimistic smile that could make any shred of doubt fade away "As long as you follow your heart, you'll find a way... That's what made you wish upon me in the first place, right?" Asha giggled

Aster looks at her fondly, she's like the embodiment of hope...

"OH MY GOD- JUST KISS THE B-" Hal yelled from the bushes, to which Asha used her magic to make a wall of trees in front of the 7 hidden teens to hide them

"What was tha-"

"NOTHING!" Asha blurted out nervously

"Maybe the others are calling us, we should go" Aster begins to walk towards the trail that leads to their camp. But then, he feels her warm hand holding his wrist

"A-Aster wait!" Her voice shakes as she holds him, he looks back at her confused, so she tries her best to explain "I just... I think I discovered something new about how I feel about you... Well your friends did, but that's not the point" She mumbled the last part to herself "And I have so much I wanna tell you, but I don't know how to even start..." Then, Asha glances at Aster's mandolin for a moment, and that gives her idea "... Maybe I could try speaking your language... Can you give me a tune?" She asks with a soft smile

Aster is not quite sure where this is going, he raises an eyebrow at the request but complies "Uuuh sure ok" He starts to play a simple melody

And we get the song "You Chose Me"

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I SPENT THE WHOLE AFTERNOON WRITING THIS LMAO @flicklikesstuff YOU BETTER APPRECIATE IT- just kidding, I had fun, but man, everytime these two are cute together I just covered my face blushing and giggling, kicking my feet, theyre so precious I cant hhidhefheljehbgfhhe

#wish rewrite #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes #ask

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My Lovers Hate Each Other (Vi x Reader x Sevika) - Final Part

Final Part - Zaun’s Big Three

Part One | Part Two I Part Three | Part Four | Final Part

Warnings: Polyamorous relationship, Jealous Ex, beating someone up, injuries, making an example out of someone, threesome, cunnilingus (Sevika receiving), strap-on sex, double dildo penetration, wives being cute

Summary: When you're the girlfriend of two murderous women, they're going to have enemies. But, that doesn't harm the love between you, it only makes it stronger.

Author Note: Did you really think I’d end it without the wedding? ;)

“What am I going to do with you two?” Sevika sighs playfully, shaking her head.

“Sev.” Vi says seriously, “You have to marry us now.” You burst out laughing as Sevika’s eyes nearly pop out of her head. You cry out in pain, your ribs flaring as you struggle to stop laughing. You end up wheezing for a bit before you manage to stop laughing.

“...You’re right. I will marry you two after that.” Sevika says casually, making you and Vi pause. You blink, sharing a glance with Vi before turning your gaze to Sevika.

“What?” You say in disbelief, “Say that again.”

“Say what again?” Sevika tilts her head.

“You know what we're talking about!” Vi huffs, “The marriage thing!”

“Nope. I have no clue.”

“Sevika!” You and Vi shout.

“Yes?” Sevika grins, clearly doing this to rile you up, “...Oh! Yeah. Let’s get married.”

“WHAT?!” You two scream, causing Sevika to put her hand over your mouths. You and Vi share a glance in confusion as she shushes you.

“Marriage is serious here in Zaun.” You point out, “Once you’re married, there’s no turning back… and you want to do that with us?”

“I’m being serious. You ran into danger for me. I could have died today, and you could have died trying to save me. I didn’t think marriage was important but after knowing I nearly lost you, I want to get married. It doesn’t have to be a big one, hell, we could just sign the documents. But I’d… officially like to have you two as my wives.”

“I’ve… never thought about it, ya know, since I spent most of my time in prison.” Vi shrugs, “If it’s the two of you, I wouldn’t mind.”

“Ah, what the hell.” You grin, “There’s a possibility I die for you one day so we might as well.”

“Great.” Sevika smirks, “Glad I can convince you two to do it.” You and Vi scoff, shaking your heads at her.

Powder had taken you dress shopping, understanding that you didn’t have any family members to go with. She had gone with Vi to find something earlier in the day and decided to do it with you as soon as she got back. You felt touched that she wanted to go with you, and Ran and Krow joined you as well. Your wedding dress was a bit more sparkly than you planned but they had talked you into it when they saw how you liked it.

“Ooohhh, they’re going to faint when they see you in your dress!” Powder squeals as you walk into The Last Drop, “I can’t wait to see it!”

“You want them to faint?” You laugh, holding the door open for the other two.

“Absolutely.” Ran nods, stepping inside, “It would be hilarious.”

“I’m glad you think so highly of me, Ran.” You hear Sevika say, and you see a small group of people sitting around one of the tables. You recognize Alissandra who has become a thorn in your side since the moment she found out Sevika wanted to marry you. But, the two other women at the table were unknown to you. Vi looked slightly uncomfortable, but Sevika’s metal arm around her shoulder is likely the only reason she was still seated. ‘Does Alissandra have to be here?’ You huff through your nose.

“We-” Ran and Krow yank Powder towards the house, “will be waiting for you.” They drag her out of the bar with a wave, leaving you to join your partners at the table.

“Hello.” You say politely to them as you walk over and give Sevika a kiss on the temple. Vi - always the affectionate one - gives you a peck on the lips before they both pull you onto their thighs. Even though there was another chair you could sit in, they preferred to have you right in their arms. You had raised an eyebrow at them when they first proposed it, but it was kinda smart of them. They sat next to each other with their thighs touching, allowing Vi and Sevika to put their arms behind each other’s waist and have you with them. It was your favorite thing to do, especially because you could tease them at the same time.

“Hello.” Both of the women nod.

“You must be Y/n. My niece’s other bride-to-be.” The woman draped in a red and gold cloak says, “I am Kiaya’lani. Sevik’lani’s Abi or aunt in your language. Beside me is my daughter, Vivia’lani.”

“It’s nice to meet you Miss Kiaya’lani. Vivia’lani. What are you doing here, if I may?”

“Alissandra told me that my niece is getting married and I am here to officiate the wedding.” Kiaya’lani states, “It is tradition for the Abi to marry her niece off… and may I say that I am relieved my niece has chosen two beautiful women.”

“Abi!” Sevika huffs, “That has nothing to do with me choosing to marry them.”

“I know.” She chuckles, “I’m just saying they’re beautiful women, my niece. Now, let’s discuss this wedding of yours.”

“It’s nothing big.” Vi says, “It’s just a short exchange of vows in front of our friends and family. Afterwards, there’s a block party since it’s the leaders getting married.”

“I didn’t expect anything more.” Kiaya’lani shrugs, “In our tribe, we exchange vows, get our tattoos and that’s it. There’s no extravagant fanfare like in these other countries.”

“Tattoos?” You question.

“Yes.” Vivia’lani speaks up, “On your hand, we tattoo a circlet around your finger for each partner. You would get two.” She holds out her hand to show three circlets around her finger.

“Would you like to do that?” Sevika asks you two, “We don’t have-”

“-Yes.” You and Vi instantly chorus, making Sevika blink in surprise.

“Wonderful. Now, in our tribe, there is also the tradition of adding ‘lani to your names. It is a way to indicate that you are a part of our tribe to other Shurimans. You may choose to do it since you are from outside the tribe, if it is your wish.” Vivia’lani points out. You see Alissandra shift in her chair, a scowl on her face before she gets up and walks away.

“What’s her issue?” Sevika scoffs.

“Ali is jealous.” Kiaya’lani smirks, leaning back in her chair. It’s with that motion that you can see how she is related to Sevika. Their facial features are close and it makes you wonder how Sevika’s mother looked.

“She wished to marry Sevik’lani all of those years ago, but my darling niece denied her at every turn. And now, there are two capable women in her place.” Kiaya’lani’s eyes sparkle in mischief, “I must say that I have not made it easy on her either.”

“Mama likes to rub sand in the wound.” Vivia’lani giggles.

“I can see how you’re related.” Vi snickers, yelping as Sevika pinches her with her metal hand.

“Hey!” You poke Sevika’s cheek, “No harming the goods!” You two stare at each other before you see Sevika’s hand moving toward you. You squeal and try to get off of her lap but Vi holds you in place.

“Oh no, you don’t! I got pinched, so you’re not running away from this!” Vi laughs.

“What?! But, I was standing up for y- AH!” You yelp as Sevika pinches your thigh, “Babyyyy!” You pout, rubbing the area as Sevika’s aunt and cousin laugh on the other side of the table.

“So you have three husbands?” You hand Vivian a cup of tea that she takes a careful sip of. Aunt Kiaya had gone to find Alissandra and you moved into the house with Vivian.

“Yes, it’s normal within our culture to take multiple spouses. Abi had two husbands - her first one and then Abu, Sevika’s father - and two sons. Sevika’s brothers passed away before she was born.” Vivian tucks herself in the corner of the couch, “Abi was an amazing woman and Chief before she was lost to the sands.”

“My mother went on a journey she knew she wouldn’t return from.” Sevika speaks up, stirring her coffee, “So, she told my father to take me and leave Shurima for Ixtal. He chose to come to Zaun instead, and now I know it’s because of the Baccai.”

“I’m impressed.” Vivian smiles at you and Vi, “Many would not come back from a fight with a Baccai, especially one with a vendetta. I’m pleased that my cousin has decided to go forward with marrying the two of you.”

“Can you tell us more about Shurima?” Powder grins, messing with her hot chocolate, “I’d love to know more from travelers like you!”

“Nomads.” Sevika clarifies, “The tribe are nomads.”

“Right.” Powder smiles sheepishly. You spend the next hour listening to Vivian talk about her home. With everything that she was saying, you were appalled that Sevika never talked about it casually. But, from the way she spoke about her mother, you could see that the memories were still tender.

“There was this one time my arm got caught in the ropes during training.” Sevika chuckles, “Instead of untying it, my mother cut the line and I fell onto Vivian.”

“It‘s funny for you but I was the one with a concussion for a week!” Vivian complains, making you all laugh. It felt nice to hear about Sevika’s childhood and all of the mischief she got into. Even being a chief’s daughter didn’t stop her from doing wild things.

“What about you Y/n?” Vivian turns the conversation to you, “Did you do anything fun in your childhood?”

“Oooohhh!” Powder squeals, “Tell her about the time you tricked Mylo into jumping into the river!” Vi burst out laughing, while an embarrassed blush covers your face.

“I was thirteen and hanging out with Vi and the gang. We were spray painting the side of the lower bridge, and I slipped and managed to get paint on myself. Her brother Mylo comes out of nowhere, laughing that I looked like an orange with neon paint on me. I was so embarrassed that I told him a wasp landed in his hair.”

“And the one thing about Mylo is that he’s terrified of wasps.” Vi snickers.

“Terrified.” You emphasize, giggling, “He screamed, jumped over the railing and into the freezing water.”

“That’s so mean!” Vivian laughs, “But, sneaky.” You go around the room, everyone talking about some form of a prank they’ve pulled. Surprisingly, there was a lot to share before Aunt Kiaya came back with Alissandra in tow. The younger woman had a sour look on her face while Aunt Kiaya seemed pleased with herself.

“Excuse me.” Aunt Kiaya hums, “Alissandra would like to say something to the brides-to-be.”

“I wish you a successful marriage.” Alissandra forces out, before Aunt Kiaya kicks her leg, “And! You two are perfect wives for Sevik’lani. There will be no issues from me during the wedding.”

“Thank you, Alissandra.” You smile mischievously, “That was very kind of you.”

“Isn’t she the sweetest?” Aunt Kiaya grins, “Now, I smell coffee. Where can a woman get a cup?”

The small wedding that you planned for turned out a bit bigger. Sevika’s entire gang - around fifty people - are sitting on the left side of the room. The Prowlers, along with Powder and Ekko, are sitting on the right side. In total, there was over one hundred people in the bar. When people learned that you only wanted a small crowd of ten, they whined and complained until you all relented and let them come. If the people of Zaun had it their way, they’d all be crammed into The Last Drop to witness your ceremony.

You kneel down onto the pillow, your little cocktail dress spreading out around you. On your left is Sevika and Vi takes her place on your right, grasping your hand and intertwining your fingers. Across from you is Sevika’s Abi and the other woman you now know to be her daughter. You’re instructed to hold hands with your partners and you do so, tightly holding onto each other for comfort.

“Before me are three hearts that wish to bond. I ask the Gods to bless them, so their inner strength may keep them together so they can weather any storm. Love is their strength, the bond that holds them together, and we bestow each of them with two circlets to show it. One for each heart that joins their own.” Kiaya’lani declares, smiling at you, “The brief pain is a small price to pay for a love forever-lasting. With the inking of these circlets, you are imbedding your love for each other within your own bodies. May your ink never fade.” You hold out your right hand and Vivia’lani tattoos two thick lines onto your finger. You and Vi chose to get it done on your right hand, since Sevika couldn’t get it done on her left. You didn’t want her to feel upset or left out, and you thought it’d be cute!

“I dedicate my heart to you, Sevik’lani.” You whisper, pressing your lips to the back of her hand, “And I dedicate my heart to you Vi’lani.” You do the same to Vi, leaving a lipstick mark behind. When Vi’s tattoos are finished, she does the same thing and leaves a red mark on your hand. Your heart flutters seeing the two lipstick marks of your lovers’ on your hand.

“Before me today are three strong women. My niece, Sevik’lani. Her wife, Vi’lani and her other wife, Y/n’lani. Now stand and show the world your dedication to each other.” You stand, legs feeling like jelly, and share a threeway kiss with your now wives. Everyone claps, Powder cheering the loudest out of anyone, and it makes a grin cross your face. ‘We just got married.’ You think in awe, looking at your wives and seeing their eyes shine with joy.

“CONGRATULATIONS!” Powder screams, throwing her arms around you, “I’m so happy for you!” She squeezes you.

“What about your own sister?” Vi muses, holding her arms out.

“I guess I’m happy for you, too.” Powder playfully rolls her eyes but hugs her sister tightly. Ekko and the others come up to you, giving you hugs and you find yourself being passed from person to person. ‘I’ve never received so many hugs before! What are we, Pilties?!’ You laugh to yourself.

“It’s time to open the doors.” Sevika smirks, twirling you out of Ran’s arms, “Are you ready for a busy day?” She brushes your hair down.

“Even if it’s my wedding day, I don’t mind working.” You grin, kissing her on the cheek, “The faster these people get drunk, the faster I get you two alone.” You purr, winking before you saunter over to the front doors. You yank the doors open, seeing a very large crowd waiting for you. ‘They all waited out here for the announcement?’ You snicker. ‘Man, when did they turn into a bunch of suckers?’ All gazes turn to you, and you smirk.

“WE’RE MARRIED, YOU FUCKERS!” You scream, and the whole block erupts into cheers knowing they’ll be getting wasted off their asses. You and Vi hop behind the bar with Powder taking her place at the cash register. You’re pleasantly surprised when Ekko, Ran and Krow put on server aprons and help out. People are congratulating you as they order or shouting across the bar. You grin seeing Sevika at her usual seat playing poker with her Abi and Vivian. From the appalled look on Sevika’s face and the grin on Aunt Kiaya’s, your wife lost and you snicker to yourself. Honestly, you didn’t mind this. There was something so heartwarming about falling right back into routine with your new family and friends by your side.

“So… you’re married.” Hayley takes a seat at the bar, stitches in her swollen lip, “I didn’t expect that.”

“What? Come here to complain?” You raise an eyebrow.

“No.” Hayley gives you a tight smile, “I’m glad you found someone who can stand Sevika’s shadow.”

“Ah, that’s where you’re wrong.” You slide her usual tequila to her, “Vi’s not in Sevika’s shadow, and Sevika isn’t in hers. I’ve got two lovely wives, and who knows… maybe I’ll end up with another at some point. But, I’m so happy with them.” You smile at Vi who’s busy talking with one of her regulars. The white jumpsuit she has on makes it hard for you to not notice her figure. You know that you’re going to be needy for them by the night. ‘I can’t wait for tonight. Just the three of us in the house.’

“Congratulations then.” Hayley says bitterly, not hiding her displeasure.

“Thanks, Hayley.” You grin, “Have a nice afternoon.” You get back to mixing, exchanging kisses with Vi every chance you get. You even bring Sevika’s family some drinks, giving your wife a kiss before she shoos you away claiming that she needs to focus. Although, that doesn’t stop her from giving your ass a squeeze as you walk past her.

“You can’t be married!” You hear a woman shout and it makes you raise an eyebrow. As you make your way through the crowd, you see a woman clutching onto Vi’s wrist across the bar. People’s eyes flick your way, wincing when they notice you but you pay them no mind. For once, Vi looks very uncomfortable with the situation that she’s in.

“Faith, you know I’ve been in a relationship. How the fuck does being married change that? I’ve always been committed to my wives.” Vi tugs her hand away and the girl tries to grab her again.

“I wanted to marry you!” The woman - Faith - wails, tears running down her face.

“What?” Vi looks startled by her declaration.

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO MARRY ME, YOU STUPID BITCH!” Faith screams just as you get through the crowd. Your hand twists into her hair and you rip her from the bar stool, making her scream in pain. You hear the crowd muttering as you give her a death glare. Her nails were digging into your hand, but you were too angry to care. ‘How dare she say that to my wife! Right in front of me, too?! Oh, I think not!’

“Murder isn’t on my wedding day to-do list, but I can make a last-minute addition.” You growl, dragging her to the door kicking and screaming, “Out of my way.” You hiss, making the crowd scatter and two people yank the bar doors open for you. They have genuinely terrified looks on their faces.

The girl’s screaming and cursing at you only made you angrier. You toss her to the ground, flexing your fingers to release some of the tension in them, “You want to call my wife a bitch again?” You say darkly, watching the girl get up.

“You’re her wife?” She scoffs, “You’re not as attractive as me.”

“You won’t be attractive for long.” You shrug before you punch her in the mouth, knocking her down back, “No one disrespects my wives.” You don’t give her a chance to fight back, punching her over and over again. If you didn’t make an example out of this one, there would be others bold enough to try it themselves.

She’s barely conscious when you stop, shaking out your hand to soothe your stinging knuckles. Punching wasn’t your thing, but you were making a point. This was personal, and using your guns or a knife wouldn’t have the same message.

“Don’t come to my bar unless you want to lose your other front tooth.” You spit, whirling around and pausing when you see Sevika and Vi watching you.

“I think you should get inside.” Vi grabs your shoulder, “We’ve got to clean up that hand of yours.” She and Sevika lead you back to the bar which is continuing on as normal. You’re silent as you let your wives’ presence calm you down. They lead you into your bathroom, sitting you on the toilet while Vi gets the first-aid kit out.

“That was a solid grip you had there.” Sevika smirks, wiping the blood on your knuckles away with a damp cloth, “She couldn’t get away from you.”

“Thoses punches were in perfect form, too.” Vi’s face has a matching smirk, “I didn’t expect you to react like that to her.”

“Who was she anyway?” You huff, “She had a lot of nerve calling you a bitch in front of me.”

“A girl from my childhood I dated for like a week.” Vi shrugs, “Didn’t think she’d show herself. None of the others did. I was caught by surprise from what she said.” You wince at the sting of the alcohol, but Vi kisses the back of your hand.

“I guess we’ve all dealt with a displeased ex-girlfriend.” Sevika snorts, “Who would have thought our marriage would make so many women upset.”

“I thought they’d all at least be your exs!” Vi teases, fluttering her lashes at Sevika and making you laugh.

“What-” Sevika pauses, before nodding her head, “You’re right.”

“Well, why don’t we shower and take this chance to get away from everyone?” You suggest, “Since it’s been so graciously offered.”You’re the first one encouraged to go shower while Vi and Sevika clean up, so you go and get ready. Your shower is quick, spurred on by the heat already rising through your body and you lay naked in your bed waiting for them.

Vi is the first one to come into the room with her towel wrapped around her waist, “You know, I found you defending me like that really fucking hot.” She takes it off and hangs it up, revealing her strap. You sit up in bed and when she sits down, you straddle her lap. Automatically, she pushes you down onto her strap, getting a low groan from you and coaxes you to move your hips.

“It wasn’t a big de-” You gasp as Vi roughly thrusts up into you, a displeased frown on her face.

“Say that again and I’ll have you gagging on my cock, sweetheart.” Vi huffs, “No talking down on yourself. Got it?”

“Yes, Mommy.” You pout.

“Good girl.” Vi hums, kissing your forehead, “Look who’s decided to join us.” You follow Vi’s gaze to see Sevika hungrily taking in the sight of you two. You wink at Vi, getting off of her strap and approaching Sevika.

“You’re the one getting the attention tonight.” You purr, pulling her over to the bed, “Lay down, baby.” You peck her on the lips.

“I thought I told you I don’t like doing this?” Sevika chuckles, doing as you say. Vi is immediately parting Sevika’s thighs, the dildo covered with your slick rubbing against her slit. You liked to watch when your partners fucked each other, but specifically when Vi got to Dom Sevika.

“That’s a lie, Sev.” Vi smirks, slowly pushing the dildo in and making her bite her lip, “You like getting fucked by your girls. You just don’t want to admit it.” You sit on the bed next to her, kissing at Sevika’s exposed chest and letting your hand trail down to her clit. You hum in delight at her swollen bud, tapping your finger on it and getting a twitch of her lips.

“You know your safe words.” You add on, your fingers working her clit in slow circles as Vi moves in and out of her at the same pace. The two of you always chose to start off slow with her. If she felt uncomfortable with it, it gave her a chance to stop before anything really started.

“You’re right. My wives enjoy my body.” Sevika smiles softly, “You two get so happy when I let you touch me that I find it adorable. So, I do like when- Fuck, Vi!” You giggle, Vi giving an innocent smile as she pretends like she didn’t just hit her g-spot.

“Sorry, Sev. You were saying?” Vi teases her, making Sevika growl. You go back to Sevika’s boobs, sucking on her nipples and leaving hickeys as you play with her clit. Her hand finds your hair, fingers gently twining with the strands as you do. Her soft groans mixed with Vi’s moans bring you joy. You love watching her face as she shyly - though she’d never admit it - tries to hold her moans back. And, the way her body rocks with Vi’s thrusts and she tries to hide how much she likes it.

Sevika wasn’t used to being appreciated and having her body worshiped like this. This was only the third time you’d done this, and you knew that it made her a little apprehensive each time. But, your favorite thing to do with Vi is praise her for what she does.

“I couldn’t wait to get my cock in you after you fucked me last night.”

“You fuck us so well, we have to return the favor, baby.”

“This is how you make us feel, Daddy.”

“Does this feel good? Having your wives show their appreciation for you?”

“I want your thighs to shake as you make mine.”

Sevika was letting the two of you take care of her. It made you happy because she deserves to be the one pampered at times. You all knew that she preferred to be the one to take care of you both, but you wanted her to experience that, too. What better way to do that than to have your body worshiped by your wives?

“Are you going to cum for us, Daddy?” You coo, recognizing her tells.

“Yes.” Sevika groans, her grip on your hair tightening, “Don’t stop.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Vi hums, leaning down to kiss her. It’s not long before Sevika moans, her hand fisting your hair as she cums. You perk up, licking your lips and waiting for her to let go of your hair so you can move. Vi pulls out, and you’re switching places between Sevika’s legs.

“Someone’s eager to get a taste.” You hear Vi chuckle as you kiss the inside of Sevika’s thigh.

“I’m not wasting any time.” You hum, fingers toying with her slit, “I don’t get to do this often.” You put your fingers in, feeling Sevika’s warm, sticky walls welcome you. You suck on her clit as you finger her, finally hearing her moans now that Vi got her to relax. Speaking of your wife, you can hear her teasing Sevika, “All it takes is Y/n’s mouth, baby?”

“That’s what she does to me.” You giggle as you move from her clit to her pussy.

“This-” Sevika moans as you slip your tongue into her, “-is unfair.”

“You can have your way with us after.” Vi purrs, before you hear them making out. You practically shove your face into your wife’s cunt, taking advantage of the opportunity. You eat her out like you’re starved, earning you a lack of air as Sevika’s thighs slowly start to close around your head. A noise leaves your throat when you feel a hand grip your hair, keeping you as close to her pussy as possible. You can feel her walls tremble around your tongue as her thighs keep you pinned. A loud moan sounds as Sevika cums and you continue through it, lapping up all of her juices.

You take a deep breath and sit up once she relaxes her thighs. Your head spins slightly as you try to get air back into your lungs.

“You know I thought you’d pass out.” Vi teases you, guiding you back over to her. You idly note that she no longer has her strap-on.

“It’d be a dream come true.” You playfully swoon, “Suffocated between my wife’s muscular thighs.”

“Keep that up and you will be.” Sevika snorts, sitting up, “I’m going to get cleaned up. You two, don’t move.” She warns you, making you raise an eyebrow. You two shrug at each other as she goes into the bathroom. Vi suddenly grins and tackles you onto the bed causing you to yelp. You grin back and playfully wrestle with her, rolling around on the bed trying to top the other.

“Aha! I win!” You shout in victory, pinning Vi underneath you with a cheeky grin.

“I totally let you win.” Vi scoffs, a grin on her face, “You’re not as strong as I am.”

“Hey!” You gasp, making her laugh. Movement in the corner of your eye has you look up at Sevika, before something else brings your attention down. ‘Oh shit.’ Your eyes widen at the sight of her strap. Instead of there only being one dildo, there’s two of them - both the same length and girth.

“Uh, Sev? W-whatcha got there?” Vi stutters, eyes wide like yours.

“A new toy.” Sevika smirks, walking behind you, “I was going to try it out soon, and what better time than on our wedding night?” You squeak as you’re moved to lay on top of Vi, who’s looking at you in interest. You’re mutually surprised - and turned on - by Sevika’s forward behavior.

“So.” You freeze, locking eyes with Vi when you feel the slick head of her strap press against you, “Yes or No?”

“Yes.” You and Vi chorus, grinning at each other before your brief moment of amusement is broken. Sevika thrusts into you, making you suck in a sharp breath as Vi hisses. When you look at Vi, you’re pretty sure that you have the same thought. ‘We’re done for.’

You had tried to hold yourself up for the first few minutes, but that quickly failed. The dildos that your wife is using are new, with bumps along the shaft that find your g-spot every time. Each thrust and draw back is a constant stimulation for your poor walls. You and Vi kiss, tongues dancing around each other as you moan into each other’s mouths. The pleasure you’re feeling has no end to it. Your body is pressed to Vi’s, breasts and clits rubbing against each other with every thrust from Sevika.

“Daddy, this is too much.” You gasp, pleasure shooting up your spine.

“I agree.” Vi groans, “Go easy on us!”

“Go easy on you?” Sevika chuckles, “I am. I haven’t even changed pace, yet.” If this was her taking it easy, you weren’t prepared for when she decided to stop teasing the two of you.

“Fuck.” You whisper, making Vi flash a smile at you. She pulls you into a kiss, biting at your lip and taking control. The one thing she can control right now. And the kiss gets more and more desperate as the need to orgasm grows. You and Vi are trying to grind your clits together while Sevika fucks you, but that doesn’t help the need to cum.

“Sev!” Vi pants, “Sev, go faster!”

“Are you sure about that, bunny?” You can hear the smirk in her voice.

“Yes!” You answer for her, “I need to cum!”

“Please!” Vi adds on, not wanting to get edged tonight for forgetting manners.

“You asked for it.” Sevika hums. Her pace picks up and you instantly realize that you regret it. ‘Holy shit, I can’t even- Where does the pleasure even end?!’ You groan. The pressure in your abdomen is tight, teetering right on the edge and it’s breaking before you realize it. You moan loudly, hearing Vi do the same as your orgasm rocks through you. But, Sevika doesn’t stop and you realize that it’s going to be a long night. After all, it’s your wedding night.

And you’re right. Vi’s hands are grasping your body, her fingers digging into your skin for something to hold onto. Sevika was fucking you at a brutal pace that made breathing hard to concentrate on. No words could come out of your mouth, and you know that Vi’s in the same position as you. You weren’t sure how many times you and Vi came, but it was enough that the two of you were spent.

“Awe, look at you two.” Sevika coos, slowly easing you through your last orgasm, “I should have done this sooner.” She chuckles, pulling out of you. You groan, relieved yet feeling odd at the emptiness. You hear the sound of something hitting the ground, before Sevika is gently moving you off of Vi. The fog that had a hold on you is finally starting to clear. You yawn, snuggling up to Vi who does the same. With a kiss to your forehead, you watch Sevika go into the bathroom and hear the water running.

“Are you alive?” Vi whispers.

“Barely.�� You mutter back.

“…I kind of miss it.”

“…Me too.” You both giggle.

“Bath’s ready.” Sevika says, leaning in the doorway, “It’s a bubble bath.” You and Vi are immediately scrambling out of bed, sleepiness forgotten in favor of a bubbly heaven. The two of you race to the bathtub, grabbing Sevika as you do. You had chosen to get a big bathtub that’ll fit all three of you. And, when it’s just you, you have more than enough space to stretch out and relax.

“First bath with my wives.” You hum, getting into the tub, sighing in relief as the warm water relaxes your muscles.

“What happened to being sleepy?” Sevika chuckles as you and Vi move over to her.

“A bubble bath, duh.” Vi says teasingly, kissing her on the cheek. After a soak in the bath, you grab a bunch of blankets and jump on top of Sevika and Vi who were making out. You giggle as you bounce on the bed, your wives laughing at your childish behavior.

“So, I am too awake to go to bed.” Vi says, laying her legs across your lap, “What are we doing?”

“I was thinking that I can give my wives massages?” You smile, lifting up the lotion.

“You just want to feel our muscles.” Sevika smirks, “Don’t you, kitten?”

“Yes, yes I do.” You nod, “Now come on, turn over.” You insist. Vi takes the lotion from your hands and puts it on the bedside table. Sevika grabs you and drags you over to them, before cuddling you into the mattress. Vi clicks the light out, the only source coming from the little fairy lights dangling from the ceiling. You squeak at the weight of Sevika’s metal arm, surprised that she’s putting all of her weight on you. Vi hooks her leg around yours and rests her arm over Sevika’s metal one. Both women pin you between them, kissing your cheek and closing their eyes.

“W-What are you doing?” You stutter, confused.

“It’s time for bed.” Sevika cracks an eye open to look at you, “Go to sleep.”

“But-!”

“-Shhhhh.” Vi covers your mouth, “Your wives are telling you to go to bed. Sleep, kitten.”

“…I love you both.” You giggle, making them chuckle.

“I love you, too.” They chorus and the room falls silent once more.

“…Are we actually going to sleep?” You question.

“Say something else and I’ll tickle you.” Your wives threaten you, and that makes you close your eyes and try to fall asleep. ‘Wives… now that’s something I can get used to.’

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howdy-cowpoke · 1 month

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TIMING: Current LOCATION: Prickly Pear Acres PARTIES: Monty (@howdy-cowpoke) & Lil (@the-lil-exorcist) SUMMARY: Lil brings Luna to Monty's farm for some free range time, and the pair get to talking about ghosts. CONTENT WARNINGS: none!

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Lil pulled up to the farm excitedly hoping that Luna was going to have fun. She knew as soon as she took in the creature that she was going to need places to roam, and while Lil didn’t mind having the big cat following her - other people did especially when there was fire involved. Luckily Luna seemed to at least lower the frequency of that temperament. Still, when she had remembered the guy who said he had a barn and kittens for sale she had reached out hoping that he might let her roam for a little bit.

“Monty?” Lil said waving to the other with a question after getting out of the car. “Hi - I’m Lil, and the girl here is Luna. She used to live on a farm I think so she’d love to run around here for a bit.” She still had Luna leashed to her, the cat’s eyes going back and forth from the man to the fields behind him. To her credit she didn’t immediately bolt sitting next to Lil. She wasn’t as trained as Blue was - it wasn’t in her temperament at all, but she seemed to have become attached to the Exorcist.

“It’s nice to finally meet ya. How’s mama cat?” Lil said eventually with a smile.

—

Wow. That was… a big cat, Monty thought as he waved back to Lil, trotting down the porch steps to join her on the dirt road that looped around in front of the main homestead on the farm. “Wow, Luna—you are a pretty thing!” He smiled, his attention jumping up to find Lil as she asked about his own cat. “Ah! She is good. Happy to have some of the kits back, I think. My friend who took a couple of them had to go out of town for a while, so I have them all inside.” He thumbed over his shoulder at the house behind him, giving her a shrug. “Well, happy, but also exhausted. They really do run her ragged,” he laughed.

His gaze fell back down to the cat that’d been brought along, and he gave a small shake of his head before turning to gesture vaguely at the expanse of pastures available to her. “All yours, little lady. Mm… you do not worry about her taking off, then? She must be well-trained.”

—

Lil chuckled, petting Luna’s head, “See Luna? You are a pretty thing. I keep telling you that.” The creature hadn’t trusted her fully at first, but she’d slowly worked on it. Mostly with treats and time. She ought to have gotten more angry when she burned things, but well Lil couldn’t seem to do that. Her and Auggie ran her life most of the time when she wasn’t doing the rest of her work.

“Oh that’s nice! I’m glad they get a little bit of time together,” Lil said with a smile. “I can’t say I didn’t do that to my mom when I was a kid either.” Leaning down to let Luna’s leash go she waited for a moment to see if she had figured out.

“You can go on girl, I’ll whistle when you need to come back. Don’t worry I’ll stay where you can see me,” She said softly as she realized Luna was hesitating her eyes flickering between Lil and the pastures. There was a moment before she seemed to understand and moved to go to the pasture.

Smiling for a moment Lil laughed and nodded, “Yeah she’ll come back when I whistle. I wouldn’t say she’s well trained, but she seems to want to heard me specifically all the time. If you wait about ten minutes she’ll probably come see what I’m doing. I really appreciate this though. My house’s land isn’t very big being in town, and I can tell she wanted to run around. I go to the park and that stuff sometimes, but her being as big as she is freaks people out.”

—

“Didn’t we all,” Monty agreed, knowing full well he’d never been the troublemaker among his siblings. That’d been reserved for his five older brothers. Watching the cat go, he had to wonder if it was… special. It had to be, right? Being as big as it was. “Still! Impressive. I was not under the impression that cats could be trained—maybe I need to work on some commands with the little ones…” He chuckled, folding his arms across his chest. “It’s no problem. I understand her need for wide open spaces better than most!” He motioned with his head for Lil to follow him toward the fence that Luna had ducked under, leaning against it to watch the cat leap about the space. Montezuma, the catoblepas that kept a watchful eye on the herd of cattle, eyed the cat warily before lifting his massive head to stare at Monty. The cowboy waved toward him, clearly unperturbed by the new presence, and that seemed enough for the monstrous, poison-breathing beast. He lowered his head back to the snowy ground, rooting around for any weeds that’d survived the cold snap.

Knowing that his guardian was in full view of Lil, Monty looked over at her with raised brows. “So, ah… exactly what kind of cat is Luna? She’s very unique, I take it?”

—

Lil chuckled thinking back to her mom for a moment with a warmness that she often didn’t lately. It hurt to think about her most of the time, but hopefully that wouldn’t be forever. At the idea she shrugged. “She was a working cat at a farm when I rescued her from the goo. So I wouldn’t be surprised if you could.”

Lil moved to watch Luna as she moved around carefully watching the cat. She was a good girl, but at the end of the day her species was still prone to breathing fire when angry. Lil didn’t mind it - something about it seemed fitting to her in any case but she didn’t want her hurting well animals she couldn’t quite pick out yet. She was never really one to learn more about the supernatural then she had too, but she also knew that they had to be different then normal. “Yeah she loves being outside. Good thing too I’m usually outside with her. Just on a leash obviously.” At the question Lil nodded, figuring the other must know about supernatural creatures seeing his own. “She’s uh - well not quite a cat I guess. I just call her that when people ask because it’s easier that way. They are called Ovinniks, that’s why she likes farms so much. Not super common but not very dangerous.” After all, Lil did keep her fed and mostly happy. She also seemed to get attached to her well enough that she was happy with the attention. “I am hoping to get more land one day though, so she can run around more. I like animals.” That was something she wasn’t quite sure she should share but did anyway. A secret hope that if she really got to settle here that she might get to do.

—

“Ov… ovinniks,” Monty repeated, trying to commit it to memory. “Not very dangerous, ah?” The man smiled—clearly he wasn’t bothered by the notion that the cat-like creature had the capacity to be dangerous. Didn’t most things? Even the mundane livestock on his farm could hurt someone if they really wanted to, but he did give a nod in Montezuma’s direction before speaking again. “That hombre over there exhales poison. Not always, I don’t think… maybe just when he feels threatened. I can imagine that Luna must be sort of similar in that way.” He nodded at the following statement, figuring it was probably pretty obvious that he also liked animals. “You should, if you can! I had a lot of help getting this land, I could ask my good friend if he knows of any available lots? He is probably the only reason I have this place now. I, like you, wanted something… permanent. Something where I could raise the animals I wanted. I have been working with them all my life, but had never been more than a paid hand.” He laughed at himself for rambling, shaking his head. “Ah, all of this is to say, it can be done. I think you and Luna will find a place that is perfect for you both.”

“You got it,” Lil said, nodding and chuckling. “Noted. I’ll make sure not to threaten him. Yeah she can breath fire when she’s upset or annoyed. She’s a good girl though.” She had come to help her with Jonas after all. Thinking about the idea she stretched a little thinking about it. “Yeah maybe in a few years when I got my feet under me again. My brother and I have been on the road for the last ten years or so, so it’s not something I ever thought of or figured out how to do. It’d be nice though. I’d like to do a rescue if I could.” It felt wrong to want something more then what she had been doing. Afterall, she was an exorcist - nothing more and nothing less. Still, she couldn’t really be one forever could she? She wasn’t even thirty yet and her body was already wearing down from the number of rituals. Maybe she could at least slow down after all the dust settled.

She just had to bury that Astra asshole and then she could start taking it easier.

“ I appreciate you telling me. I think that would be nice and Luna would love it. Not easy, but nice.” After all, labor was labor and Lil knew that. Still, it would be nice to have another type of adventure. “Was it hard to get the land? With the type of animals you’re keeping? Don’t know what kind of regulations you’d have adhere too.”

—

“A rescue would be a great idea,” Monty agreed. “I understand the need to wait, though. It took me about three years to get this place, and two more to get it running. It is quite the undertaking.” The question of whether or not it had been hard was a… complex one. He scratched the back of his head, thinking on it for a few moments.

“Well… getting the land itself was not too hard, no. No one else wanted it because of the pit beyond those hills, but I certainly wouldn’t have known what to do if I hadn’t had Alan there to help. And Daisy, another friend of mine, she wanted to help build the farm up. Between the two of them, it was not so bad. As for regulations, ah… that’s definitely more of a Daisy question,” he laughed. “I’m sure there are plenty, but she keeps track of those kinds of things. She knows how scattered I can be.” His eyes tracked the ovinnik for a few moments, watching her streaking up and down the pasture along the fence. It looked like… what had Alex called it? Zoomies? Yeah, that. “What is it that you do now? For work, I mean.”

—

Lil nodded thinking about how she rarely had time for much more than what she was already doing. She hoped she didn’t look it, but she did feel exhausted most of the time. “Eventually I think I could do it. Probably not as well as you have with this place,” she said looking at Monty with a smile and then back to the field.

Lil hummed in agreement thinking that the pit did make it more dangerous. She laughed at the idea of needing to ask someone else and said softly, “ Yeah I get that. I wouldn’t have gotten my license if someone hadn’t let me know that I could. He was pretty nice about it too.” Luna looked excited finally realizing she could run and wasn’t as concerned as keeping Lil in her sightline, trusting that the woman would stay. At the question she responded, “I work at a bakery as the cashier. I’m also an exorcist.” She very rarely hid that, and if the other knew about supernatural creatures he would probably know about ghosts. “I don’t really get paid for the exorcist thing though, I feel bad doing that.”

—

“An exorcist?” Monty hadn’t realized such a thing existed, truth told… though he should’ve been able to see ghosts, he never had. Hell, he’d not even known they were real until he met some of the other undead that worked on the farm. Even Daisy hadn’t seen more than one in her unlife, and had ultimately thought it to be a fluke. But there were some people, he knew, who could see them in droves.

He did not envy that ability.

“So people really do have to have them… ah…” He searched for the word in English, letting his gaze wander to the sky. “Banished? I do not… think that is the word I mean, but. How ornery must a ghost be for someone like you to intervene, I wonder?”

—

“Yup, I know I don’t look like one.” Lil said, chuckling. After all more depictions of exorcists made them look like a monolith usually like that Constantine guy. While Lil had met exorcists like that - well her own sister was a demonologist and was usually in soft pastel dresses. She could also bench press most people, but regardless. “But yes, I am.”

At the question she pondered what to say. “Banishment is right. Essentially, most ghosts are fine. They just need a little extra time over here and most mediums who know how too can help guide a spirit over to - well whatever you think the other side is. It is - a bad thing to exorcize a spirit that isn’t a poltergeist - which is a corrupted being. At that point, the only way to stop them causing pain and misery is to banish them.” She didn’t comment on why it was a bad thing, that it was destroying a soul - something that even a murder couldn’t rightly do. She also didn’t comment on the fact she had done it.

“So, pretty badly ornery I guess,” Lil said with a chuckle. “In most places in the world, you’d only need an exorcist once every five years if that. Wicked’s Rest is just full of ghosts it seems.”

—

“Are the ones around here… from here? Or can ghosts travel?” The idea of the spirits of the family Monty had died to protect and then killed and eaten himself following him all across the continent was not one that he particularly liked. He’d been told by his undead staff that the farm was not overrun with ghosts, but there were a number of them that milled around the Death Pit that wasn’t far from them. He’d never thought before to ask about any of the ghosts in particular, to see if he… knew any of them. Maybe it had been subconscious at the time, trying to keep as much distance between himself and his past as possible.

But there’d been others in more recent times that had died because of his lack of control, and he couldn’t help but wonder if they were around, too. Where they’d died, or here… and if someone like Lil was capable of communicating with them, then who knew how many others were also capable? Were ghosts the reckoning of some supernatural people that had killed in their past? The thought made him anxious.

—

Lil considered it for a moment. “Ghosts can travel technically, but mostly they don’t. I mean most of us don’t wander that much either you know? Most people don’t become them, and usually the ones that do are here because they aren’t at peace - usually you stick close to where you were.”

It wasn’t black and white, and it wasn’t like Lil spent a lot of time wondering why people became or didn’t become ghosts. It got way too psychological - or hell philosophical for her. The point always led her to the same conclusions - if you tried to find reason in death the only real one there was that it was inevitable. Anything else was just speculation.

“Why, did you guys get some ghosts around here? I can try and get them to wander off if you want,” Lil said jokingly but honestly. She liked Monty, and was grateful he’d let her let Luna run around.

—

Most people don’t become them. That was a relief, at least. Monty lapsed into a rather deep moment of thought, shaking his head as the young woman asked her question in earnest. “Hm? Oh… well, apparently. I have never seen any, but I have never tried to see any. There are people that work for me that have said there are ghosts that come from the Death Pit.” He pointed off toward the south—you couldn’t quite see it from here, but the pit was just beyond the downward slope of the horizon. “If they were going to be coming from anywhere, I suppose that place would make sense.” He looked over at Lil, giving her a shrug. “I’ve never had any trouble with them, myself. If you can help them get… unstuck, sure. But they have not been a bother. Not… badly ornery.” He smiled sadly, wondering if when he died, if he died, would there even be a soul left to remain trapped on earth? Either way it was a morbid thought that he didn’t take pleasure in entertaining.

—

“Ah yeah,” Lil confirmed. She didn’t go near the death pit often - even if she couldn’t hear the ghosts didn’t mean they couldn’t overwhelm her after all - but she knew there were a ton there. “It would make sense that they would come from over there.” Her eyes focused over to where he pointed and she nodded. “Nah - most ghosts just need a little time. I wouldn’t be helpful to them really. If they need help - well they got a habit of finding me anyway. Still, if you ever get one that needs something here - just let me know. I can get them sorted.”

Lil’s eyes move towards Luna again watching her running through the field and for a moment it felt nice that there wasn’t anything more to do. “It’s nice out here - wouldn’t want anyone to feel bad in these parts. So yeah, just let me know.”

— The cowboy nodded in response to the offer, hoping that they would never need Lil’s assistance since it sounded like she only intervened when things got out of hand. Still, the offer was kind. “I will keep you in mind, amiga.” He turned his attention to Luna, the bizarre—but cute!—creature that was having a grand old time out in the open pasture, and felt his heart warm in spite of its dead stillness. “You and your Luna are welcome here whenever you like. The hands will know your face, you won’t be bothered if you want to bring her again to play. Perhaps next time the dogs will run with her, sí? I think they’d like that.” Monty smiled back at his new friend, leaning his arms on the fence in front of them. “Welcome to our strange little family, Miss Ballard.”

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Baji Keisuke

Title: Trouble

Baji had no intentions of dating, wanting to focus only on his school work so he wouldn’t make his mom cry again. But when he saw you walk into class, everything he was studying went out the window. He felt his cheeks heat up as he adjusted his glasses. His eyes followed you until you reached your seat which was right next to him. He glanced down at his notebook, as he felt a feeling he never felt before.

Chifuyu walked into the class and sat in the seat directly in front of Baji, before correcting his work yet again.

“That’s isn’t right…”

“Oh, thanks Chifuyu…” He said and Chifuyu nodded before glancing at you who was reading your book.

“No problem… hey (Y/N)…” You looked up from your book and flashed him a smile.

“Hey, how was summer?”

“Good, you just getting back? School has been in for a week now.”

“Yeah, the flight got super delayed. There were some issues they were having.”

“Ah, well glad you made it in safely.”

“Thanks, I hope your summer was good too, and you stayed out of trouble.”

Chifuyu looked away scratching his neck and you rolled your eyes with a smile.

“You know her?” Baji whispered to Chifuyu who only nodded his head.

“We gotta go, see ya around (Y/N),” Chifuyu said and you smiled.

“Okay, don’t get into fights… geez. I can’t keep repairing you.”

“Alright, alright.” He huffed slightly as Baji dragged him out of the homeroom.

“What is wrong with you?” Chifuyu asked and Baji stared at him.

“How do you know her?”

“Uhm, every single person in our grade knows her except you. She is not only the president of our grade, but every guy has a huge crush on her. She use to beat the crap out of me after treating any wounds I got due to fighting.”

“Introduce me to her.”

“You are literally in her class, introduce yourself.”

“Please, she is so pretty. I don’t think I can~”

“Seriously? You can’t be serious right now,” Chifuyu groaned and Baji glanced at him.

~time skip~

You were putting your books away when another student came up to you.

“Thank god, I found Chifuyu and that one kid who got held back. They are bleeding, and need to be treated. The nurse isn’t in her office right now.”

“Oh my god, I told Chifuyu~ fine I am going… thanks for telling me.” They nodded and you made your way to the nurse’s office and walked in. Chifuyu avoided your gaze and met the eyes of a guy with long black hair. You both stared at each other since you didn’t recognize him.

“You may not recognize me, but I am the one you sit next to in class…” he gave you a boyish grin and you sighed.

“Great, now I have to babysit another troublemaker. What did I say Chifuyu?”

“Listen, I had a valid reason…” he defended.

“Right, sure you do,” you sighed before glancing at the other guy, “what is your name?”

“Baji~”

“Well you may be older than me, but don’t cause me too much trouble okay? I have Chifuyu who does that enough.”

“Sorry~,” he said. You grabbed the first aid kit and began to clean Chifuyu’s face and he flinched slightly.

“Sorry (Y/N),” Chifuyu mumbled and you sighed again.

“I guess in a way I should have expected it. So it’s fine, I am used to this.”

“To be fair, he started the fight though. I had to defend myself.” Chifuyu threw Baji under the bus, typically he wouldn’t have. But you were a lot scarier than Baji.

“Hey~ dude…” Baji groaned and Chifuyu shrugged his shoulders slightly.

“I am just saying, I am not about to get hit by her. She scares me more than you do.”

“Anyway, there you are~ all fixed up… your turn.” You stood in front of Baji, and he straightened up a bit and smiled as you cleaned his face. He tried to fight the blush that spread to his ears since you were so close. Chifuyu watched the interaction, and he realized that Baji really had a crush on you.

“Let me know if I am hurting you…” you said when he flinched at the cotton being dabbed onto his wounds.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. I dealt with worst.”

“That is not reassuring.”

“Sorry.”

Once you finished, Chifuyu slipped out of the nurse’s office leaving you alone with Baji. When you moved away from Baji he watched you put the first aid away.

“Okay you and Chi~fuyu he did not leave~”

“He did…”

“Ugh, he knew I was going to scold you two… fine, I will scold you guys tomorrow.” You said and Baji nodded and you washed your hands.

“Can I walk you home?” Baji asked and you looked over at him and he was looking away.

“Sure, I don’t mind… thank you…” You grabbed your bag and he shoved his hands in his pockets as he stood up. You both finally left the school grounds and he followed close to you as he looked around.

“I appreciate you taking care of us, it means a lot,” Baji said after a few minutes of silence.

“It’s nothing really. I use to do it for Chifuyu all the time, so don’t worry about it. I will just add you to my list,” you nudged him. He laughed before meeting your eyes.

“If you say that, I am only going to get into fights more…”

“So that’s why Chifuyu does it? Cause he knows I will patch him up? Now I know, fine I will no longer be patching you guys up.”

“No, that’s not what I meant…” he said quickly and you eyed him. He held his hands up and you sighed softly.

“Fine, but you guys are going to stress me out. I only met you today, that’s mean.”

“How about a date? To make up for it?”

“I am sorry what?” You asked and he leaned close to your face.

“I like you, let’s date. Then you have a reason to patch me up, and I may stay out of trouble…”

“Really?”

“Well, no… but I have a reason to not get into as many fights…”

“One date, and you cannot fight at all while we are on this date. Got it?”

“You will have my full attention, I promise.”

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indigos-stardust · 2 months

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Sorting Colors

An exposition to my Four Swords Series

Summary:

Well he was already exhausted. Between everyone staring at them, Blue looking like he was about to murk someone, Vio magically disappearing, and Red’s insistence on trying to over explain their situation to just about everyone- Hylia, help him they hadn’t even gotten out of the market stalls!

First thing that came to his mind was bed. Then the dustiness, soreness, and dryness. Practically forcing his eyes to slowly creak open to the low morning light, Green looked around.

The dusty, almost bare room was large but still felt almost suffocated. They’d need to get some air into this room. And some furniture and other necessities for this new place. Forcing himself up and stretching, he can see where Vio’s laying still, practically dead to the world. Not having much furniture meant having to share beds, not that he entirely minds. He still hasn’t shaken off the weirdness of seeing his own face on someone else but oh well. Besides, he's already gotten antsy from having nothing to do in the minutes he’s been awake, so he decides it is officially time to start the day.

Quickly getting dressed into an old tunic, green as usual, he shakes up the groggy Vio up and heads out the door. After finishing washing up and wishing Red a good morning, he heads to the staircase. From upstairs, he can already hear what he thinks is Blue explaining enthusiastically to Dad what the “correct way to make a nutritional breakfast” is.

‘And Blue says Vio’s the nerd.’ The thought brings a little smirk to his lips.

The wooden stairs lead right into a view of the dining area and kitchen to the right, and there their (their dad, not just his) Dad was holding a very sad looking plate of burnt eggs with a confused look on his face. To his side, Blue had his arms crossed as he muttered something under his breath.

“Do uh, you two need some help?” Green questions with his smirk growing ever wider as he heads down. Blue scoffs and practically pouts while Dad- Oh Dad’s got that look on his face again. The one with the slightly widened eyes, tense shoulders, thin lips, and an ever slight scrunch of his nose bridge. The looks make his insides twist in a way he’s not ready to look into yet. There's a knot in his throat.

“Listen, just to be clear, I’m not the one who burnt the eggs!” Blue’s remark snaps them both out of the silent slow hold of frozen eye contact.

“Ah,” Dad clears his throat, “Well, you can’t blame me entirely, I certainly never was one for cooking, son! Uh.. sons? Yes, right,” he concluded with a firm little nod, an attempt at a solid recovery.

“Yeah, uh, anyways you guys need any help? I’ve already finished getting stuff ready for today, so I’m free to be here for anything ya need?”

Blue shrugs, “Maybe if you were up earlier, but I guess you could jus’ make sure our bags are set up for today?”

“Got it!”

The rest of the morning is spent with everyone shuffling around each other and trying to get ready as they make do with whatever meager house supplies (and clothing options) they have.

With bags set up, mouths fed, a good plan and list in hand Green corralled the others out the door and with a breath of fresh air, started the journey of what would be a productive and calm day of shopping. With the main objective of clothes solidified in Green’s mind, seriously it was uncomfortable and difficult to share the same clothes that Link used to own as a single being-, he sent out a quick prayer to the heavens as they headed down the path leading to the markets of Castletown…

Although, he couldn’t entirely blame the others for being so… on edge? Not while he could practically feel the whispers, tendrils of acidic smoke scraping against his neck, rising and making him feel dizzy and ungrounded. Eyes burning into his skull as they tried to go about their day… Could you shiver from heat? Because he’s pretty sure that’s how he felt. Honestly, it would have been mounds better if they just, well, split up or went separately.. Actually, that's probably a good idea. Finding Vio went first though.

“Hey,” Green tugged Red and Blue’s sleeves, “We’re going to the antique store.”

“Wait what?” Blue whisper-shouted, slapping Green’s hand away, “ Why the hell are we heading there?!”

Green just rolled his eyes as he cut through the twisting crowd, forcing an anxious looking Red and a slightly flustered Blue to follow after him.

Once safe from prying eyes, inside the little antique shop Green finally let a breath out as the tension melted from his body.

Red glanced at Blue quickly, an uncertain little look on his face as he turned back to Green. They were waiting for his response. Why, just why, was I the one who had to get the green tunic? He groaned, fingers combing through his hair.

“ Okay so, this just isn’t going to work guys,”

“Yeah, no kidding bonehead-” _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

Honestly- He could practically feel his nerves catch on fire. Green and Blue were already starting to bicker about what plan they should take and Red hadn’t even gotten a minute to breathe- Why was everyone being so horrible today anyways?! All those people questioning and whispering- I mean, he can’t judge them, of course they’d be curious!

It hadn’t been that long since they’d all put the sword(s) back into the pedestal. Honestly, the memory might be one of the best ones of his life- His heart had been so full and heavy and he knew it was going to hurt so bad to lose everyone- But he loved them so much he couldn’t help but smile, if not from his own feelings then at least for them. The little teasing and sad smiles- Red wanted to cry but he was determined to NOT let their last memories be a sad one!

But then, like a miracle, after that burning bright flash- They were still there. He slowly opened his eyes and didn’t feel like Link, and then heard a gasp and suddenly they all realized they were all still there!

The sheer, dizzying relief and then absolute fizzing excitement from that moment still made him smile- Of course the others seemed mostly shocked, but also relieved too! Of course, Green did immediately quietly freak out for a minute because if they weren’t back together what would happen with Vaati and all the other horrible things from breaking the seal?

Zellie had quickly checked the seal and pretty much said it was a-okay! Something about them probably being separate and interacting with so much additional magic or something all magicky and complex like that. In all honesty, he wasn’t really listening because he was very very busy trying to wrap them all in the biggest hug he could muster without crying on all of them-

As good, no- super wonderful and amazing it was, it didn’t really mean they were totally without consequences. Nope, everyone just had to be so… judgey about them! Red knew it wasn’t their fault! One person becoming four people was pretty weird after all.. But still! Some people were all wary if “they were just products of magic or even people?” or were just “really weird and actually like they were some… Chimera like person” or something?? Whatever that meant.

Zellie had to explain everything that happened to all the citizens, with all the fights and the bad guys they defeated and like all that had happened to link and how the kingdom would fare and whatever else. Stuff about aid programs, extra defense against pirates that could take advantage of Hyrule’s “weakened state”, and some more boring stuff about foreign politics. But people still didn’t really.. Understand them? Well, Red didn’t really get it, he knew he definitely wasn’t the smartest, that was Vio’s whole thing-Hylia he wished Vio hadn’t disappeared- But the least they could do was TRY to be nice to people about it!

All the people who looked and asked, well Red thought he could just explain it to them how it wasn’t weird! Like they were totally different people and they were kinda born from the sword magic but they were totally still Link! But all he got was weird looks! It made him feel… very bad inside.

f course, Green and Blue still bickering (not as bad as they used to of course) didn’t exactly make him feel any better. And he was very, very sure, that crying about little petty things wouldn’t make anyone else feel better. If Vio was here he’d help Red feel better. Blue was amazing at showing he’d support Red now and Green was super reliable and inspiring but Vio.. He just had a way of soft listening and rationale that just calmed his nerves, grounding him back into earth.

He sighed while looking down at his shoes, honestly he’d really have to get better at not acting like such a child! He knew he was that part of Link and all but really? The others shouldn’t have to pick up his slack! Rebuilding Hyrule up was taxing on everyone and he wouldn’t make things worse for everyone. It was like every time he tried to make things better and explain things he’d just make everything messier and more confusing and everything felt all fuzzy and grating and-

Oh.

Yep the very small view of his snug boots against the wooden panels was becoming blurrier-

Don’t do it- Don’t do it-Don’t do it-

His breath hitched-

Blue and Greens eyes immediately snapped to him. Vio’s too. When did Vio even get there-

That didn’t matter just don’t-

Too late.

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One thing most people don’t mention about being magically frozen alive is that it feels like you are being burned alive. Except, you can’t move or do anything. Totally helpless. He couldn’t yell or curse or fight back. He couldn’t even move his eyes. Couldn’t even breathe with his lungs near frozen solid. The only thing that kept working was his mind, internally screaming and raging as if the anger would thaw him out. When that didn’t work… Well, he’s glad Red got to him before he really fell into the deep end.

Red had lightly teased that that’s what made Blue “cool down” and be less prone to hitting the closest and easiest target near him. Which, more than not, was often Red.

But still, no matter what he did with his hands he could always feel a small part of him trying to force itself out from underneath the surface. No matter how much of the heavy rubble from the attack he helped clear or how hard he swung at the batches of monsters that were too stubborn to just die already, he knew that that little, impatient, and ruthless force was always ready to burst.

It didn't matter if he thought he was calm or if things were okay. Because No- No matter what he did the dam holding that uncontrollable energy could snap with a second whether he liked it or not. i mean stammering is ok too lol The dam currently? Oh yeah, it was super close to crumbling so its surging waters could pour out relentlessly, without caring what was in its path. Green’s advice of “counting deep and taking slow breaths” didn’t really do much to convince the pressure of that vicious force from being released. If not through his fists, with his words. Loud, angry, rude, uncaring, ice burning words.

He wasn’t ashamed of it. He refused to be. Blue was strong, wasn’t he? He could take it.

Red didn’t seem to think so.

The boy whose heart was just too big for his chest, except when his emotions flowed they just endeared everyone to him.

Blue looked over to said boy, failing to be discreet, as he was measured by the tailor.

He wanted to go over and just.. Do something to make him feel better dammit! He wasn’t good at this stuff, that was like, just the one thing he couldn’t do! Seriously, he knew he was an amazing fighter, but couldn’t just a small ounce go into the whole “making people feel better” category? The split was kinda unfair in splitting Link’s skills, it wasn’t his fault he sucked at this one thing specifically.

The only thing he could do to even TRY to make things better was taken away from him too! Green’s sissy little kiss-up hero look meant he couldn’t even take action so he ‘wOuLdN’t MaKe ThInGs WoRsE’, apparently! And that stupid nerd Vio just always had to obnoxiously add some stupid reason to support every little thing Green said too-hey got on his freaking NERVES-

No- He wasn’t going to go down that rabbit hole of thoughts. Better to just cut it off and shove it somewhere else.

Looking somewhere else he spotted Vio already finished with his own measuring and choosing of whatever garments he needed. He walked over to him, trying to keep his shoulders straight.

The damn dolt had apparently told the others that he was going to head towards the antique to escape the crowds or something. Blue didn’t believe it for a hot minute, Vio just always did things without ever freaking telling anyone so why would this be different? Vio of course has simply replied, “Oh I do tell you things its just that you don’t listen. Really, considering your mental capacity I can see that you hadn’t really processed it.” The gull of that guy… Why was EVERYONE so stupid? Well other than Red, Red never counted. Vio had been all, “Oh I merely meant you were busy with other things.” but honestly the nerd just needed to can it for once. Of course he would have heard what Vio said!

Especially since it’s like Vio never shut up with his way of pointing out every little thing! Like, even if he didn’t really listen then it TOTALLY wasn’t his fault he was just looking out for Red at the time after all. Hylia knew the little firecracker needed it. Blue had started to zone out when Green starting questioning Vio about some bullcrap when he heard Red.

Blue couldn’t really describe the messy hot emotions that hit him in the gut when he heard that he already knew immediately it was his fault for not protecting him well enough. Not that Red needed physical protection, but he could kinda be a wimp when it came to people.

He didn’t want to make Red upset, Red was really sensitive to arguments apparently… Maybe it was because of the whole fire temple thing? But it really felt like he did that before that had even happened too.

As soon as Red had started sobbing in the middle of the store they were all quick to comfort him and ask what was wrong. Red just said he didn’t really talk about it which definitely raised a few eyebrows. This was Red they were talking about, he always told them (and especially Blue) everything?

He had to give it to the nerd though, Vio just told them they would talk about it later, somewhere more private and boom problem solved. Before Green could even protest and insist that they deal with it right now because it was their biggest priority to help a upset team member Red immediately threw all of his body weight in a crushing hug to Vio. They’d talk about it later. Which, he wasn’t jealous about that.

So when Blue started walking to Vio with the intent to get the real reason why Vio just ditched them he wasn’t biased at all.

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7 - Love Letter

Part 8

It’s About Time

Should the reader have special moments with Memaw. What would you like them to be??

Shutting the red locker in front of me I shrieked in surprise not expecting Ryker to be standing on the other side. “Ryke! What are you doing there?”

“What would ya say about me and you getting a bite to eat?” He shrugged his shoulders.

I made a confused face. “You normally hang out with Hannah after practice.”

“Yeah normally. But I thought we don’t hang out enough anymore, just the two of us.” He replied leaning against the lockers.

I cut myself short. “Ryker, I appreciate it. But I promised Georgie I would watch him during football practice - hang on what’s the paper in his hand?” I peaked over his shoulder seeing Georgie walking past me carrying a note in one hand.

Ryker shifted in front of me trying to block my view. “I insist Y/n. Let’s go to Waffle House right now.”

“Ryker, let me see. We can go on Saturday.” I tried moving past him but he moved in front of me.

“No, let's go right now.”

“Ryker! Let me see - Veronica!” I pushed him into the locker gently and we both turned our hands for me to see Georgie walk up to Veronica about to hand her the piece of paper.

A guy that I assumed had to be her boyfriend snatched it before he could. “What's this, a love note?”

“Give that back!” Georgie reached up on his toes trying to get it back but couldn’t.

The guy chuckled, unfolding the paper reading it aloud. “Oh, I don't think so. "To my beloved Veronica, Every minute I'm away from you is an eternity. But it feels longer than that…”

“Y/n, I didn’t want you to see this.” Ryker explained standing behind me.

I clutched my hands into fists at my sides grumbling under my breath. “Veronica!” I didn’t want to be jealous of the blonde girl but I couldn’t bury my feelings deep inside.

The guy who was dating Veronica kept reading and she just sent my best friend an embarrassed look. “I can't eat, I can't sleep, it feels like there's a hole in my heart that only you can fill..."

Georgie turned on his feet quickly moving through the crowd of laughing students who were watching the whole thing. “Georgie.”

“Not now Y/n.” He shoved his way past me.

I remained there for a few seconds seeing him disappear around the corner. Ryker touches my shoulder gently, calling my attention. “Y/n, I’m sorry -ah!”

“Leave me alone! It’s never going to happen between us.” I smacked his hand running away from him and past Veronica who I wished I could punch in that moment.

My mom had already had dinner with me and my dad expected me to be over at the Cooper house, except I wasn’t for long. I heard George sr voice down the hallway when I entered through the front door of the house. “Going somewhere?”

“Alaska.” Georgie was in his bedroom stuffing things into a gym bag. “Gonna work on the pipeline.”

His dad leaned in the doorway of his bedroom not noticing me peeking in on them from the living room. “Alaska, huh? That-That's pretty far.”

“Not far enough, but it'll have to do.” Georgie responds.

Mr. Cooper enters his bedroom and I snuck around the corner to hear the rest of the conversation. “Look, Georgie, I know it feels bad right now, but... I promise it'll get better.”

“How's it gonna get better? Veronica thinks I'm a jerk, and everyone in the school's calling me Lovey Cooper. “

His dad sucked in a breath. “Ooh, that is not a good name.”

“It doesn't matter, 'cause I'm never going back to that school.”

George sr called his son’s attention. “Listen to me. Hey. You're a good-looking kid, and you got a big heart. Once we get you on a daily shower schedule, the girls are gonna be lining up.”

“I don't want girls. I want Veronica.” Georgie admitted and I felt tears welling up in my eyes.

“Yeah, maybe you'll get her and maybe you won't. But someday, you'll find the woman who was really meant for you.”

I scramble over to the couch, opening one of the magazines from the table pretending to read it when his mother walked past with a basket of laundry. “You mean like Kathryn Dempsey?”

“Alaska's beautiful. How 'bout I go with you?” Georgie’s dad mumbled.

Georgie asked him. “Who's Kathryn Dempsey?”

“I was 15 years... I was 15 years old!” His father hollered back to her and it was shortly after that I heard him leaving the room so I bolted up and out the door onto their front porch. I plopped down on the front porch swing sniffing through some tears feeling some tears falling until the front door opened. “Y/n, I didn’t know you were here. Hey are you crying?”

I wiped under my eyes trying to act like I wasn’t. “Uh no. I’m not.”

“No, something is bothering ya. So what’s wrong?” George sr came over to me sitting down beside me.

I dropped my hands in my lap avoiding his gaze. “Nothing is wrong.”

“Look, I know I’m not your father. But you’re always around like one of my kids so I’m here for you if you want to talk.” He explained letting the cricket noises fill the silent air until I finally had the courage to blurt out what I needed to say.

“I have feelings for Georgie.”

His father became nervous at that. “Oh I wasn’t thinking that but okay…um when did it start?”

“About a year or so after we made these marks together.” I rolled up the sleeve of my jacket showing him the scar on my wrist.

His dad just leaned back on the porch swing seat with his hands in his lap before he spoke. “And he’s being an idiot for not realizing it sooner. That’s why you’re out here because you’re jealous that he’s looking at other girls.”

“Yeah…I shouldn’t be that way.” I run my fingers through my hair.

George sr placed a hand on my knee causing me to meet his gaze. “You have every right to be upset. He’s got a good heart and you are a good girl around him. Eventually when he gets older I have no doubt you two will be together.”

“Thanks Mr. Cooper. I should be getting home it’s late.” Getting up from the seat I slide my backpack on my shoulder walking down the driveway making my way home.

Maybe just maybe he was going to be right about our future. That we would end up together.

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Greetings mortal being tis i crow presidante!!

I must humbley request a co tinuation to m!yuu x Epel where perhaps reader visits (and maybe bribes Crowley into letting them stay during winter while also telling the momma he will make sure epel is doing well) and just dose everything he can to irk vil while there and being a country boy..?

Of course!! I'm going to enjoy this very much.

m!MC x Epel Felmier (part 2)

Info: This is after the VDC but before the events of Chapter 6 of the main storyline. Epel used his "I performed in the VDC" privileges to convince Crowley to let you visit for a week. Also, Eps is a nickname you use for Epel when you're alone.

TW: None

Now what? You were standing in the lounge of Pomefiore, but you had no idea what to do. You texted Epel in the meantime.

You: Eps, I'm waiting here for ya

Eps💜: Be there in a sec, Vil's bothering me.

You: Know when he'll stop?

Eps💜: Nope.

You sighed, putting your phone away. You contemplated looking around for him, but decided you'd get lost. Several Pomefiore students looked at you while coming and going, but an irritated frown sent them off quickly enough.

"Ah, Monsieur Sour Apple! I see you've arrived!" You knew that voice. You begrudgedly turned around. Rook was standing behind you with what seemed to be his signature smile.

"Yep, sure have. Say, d'you know where Epel is? He said he's havin' a chat with Vil or somethin'." You said. Rook shook his head. "Non, Monsieur Sour Apple, I'm afraid I have not. But I would be more than willing to stay with you until he arrives." He suggested. Well... it was rather awkward standing there by yourself.

"Ah s'pose." You said. "Ah've been runnin' all over hell's half acre tryna get ready for this lil' visit, Ah'd be grateful to rest my feet. I reckon Epel's gonna drag me 'round everywhere showin' me things." You added, laughing inwardly at Rook's confusion.

"Pardon?" He asked with a polite smile that portrayed his confusion. You grinned. "You ain't gotta worry 'bout it. It don' mean nothin'." Rook appeared to be satisfied with this answer and turned away. His face lit up with a smile a few moments later.

"Ah, Monsieur Cherry Apple, Roi du Poison, bonjour! I've been keeping our guest here entertained." He said pleasantly. You turned to see Epel walking toward you with a taller blonde guy (who you assumed was Vil). Vil had a regal vibe to him and a serious yet polite face to match.

"Hello. I assume you're Epel's friend that the headmage allowed to visit for the week." Vil said. You nodded, plastering a hearty grin on your face. If you were honest though, this guy was slightly intimidating. Vil gave a smile and turned to Epel.

"The room next to yours should be vacant, your friend can stay there for the duration of his stay." Vil said, then turned back to you. "Before I forget, what's your name?" He asked.

"Y/N L/N." You stated. "Yours?" You decided that you'd be polite. For now. Vil seemed to be amused. "I'm Vil Schoenheit. And beside you is Rook Hunt." He added, gesturing offhandedly to Rook. Rook looked pleased for some reason.

"Aight, well, Epel and Ah should get goin' then. Ain't got all day." You said with a shrug, shouldering your bag. You hadn't brought much since Epel had said that you'd be supplied clothes during your stay. You saw Epel eyeing Vil, who's smile had turned into a frown. Oh yeah, now you remembered. Epel had mentioned that Vil didn't like his accent. You were gonna have a lot of fun with this.

"C'mon, Epel. Let's get goin'." You said, looping your arm with his.

. . .

"Give it!" Epel demanded. You two were in his room, tousling around on his floor. You held a bottle of apple juice that you held just out of his reach. "Y/N!" He huffed. You blew a raspberry at him, shoving his face back with your free hand. One of his hands was reaching for the bottle while the other was trying to push your hand away.

"Epel, is everything—" Vil opened the door and stopped as he saw what was going on. "Epel..." He started. His face deadpanned. Epel took the moment to jump forward and grab the apple juice from your hand while you were distracted. "EH— give it back!" You chased after him as he ran around the room, dodging you.

"Epel!" Vil said loudly, causing both of you to stop mid-stride. He looked irritated now. "Eh— yes, Vil?" Epel asked. Vil gave an exasperated sigh. "What have I told you about rough housing? It messes up your hair." He said sternly. You snickered. "Eps' hair already looks like a rat nest anyhow. A bit of rough housin' won' make much of a difference, I reckon."

Epel swatted at you, then seemed to remember the bottle of juice in his hand. He put it down on his desk and turned to you with a scowl. "Yours don— doesn't look much better, you know." He countered. Vil seemed about ready to start yelling, but you'd spent enough time around him to know he cared too much about keeping his composure.

"Just fix your hair," Vil said to Epel. You thought of something quickly. While it would undoubtedly make Vil extremely mad, you wanted to see him lose his cool for once.

"Say, Vil, d'ya want some a this apple juice? It's healthy and don' have nothin' added to it. Jus' plain ol' apple juice." You offered, snatching the bottle from Epel. You opened the lid and extended the bottle to Vil. He looked suspiciously at you. "Epel, what ingredients do you use in the apple juice?" He asked finally.

"Just apples, Vil. My grandmother doesn't like any of those preservatives and stuff." Epel said. Vil turned back and looked at the bottle. He seemed dubious but nodded. "If it's true what Epel says, I suppose a little couldn't hurt."

You grinned like the innocent angel you are and went to hand him the bottle. Only, whoops, your foot happened to stumble over something, and you felt the open bottle leave your hands as you fell. Its contents spilled all over Vil's dorm uniform. Oops. If only you weren't so clumsy.

You saw Vil's face flush as the apple juice splattered onto his face, in his hair, and on his outfit. He could have shielded himself with magic, but he hadn't expected anything bad to happen. Who would've? Of course, it was entirely an accident, no chaos intended.

He didn't say anything (disappointingly), and he left the room, closing the door. As soon as he was sure that Vil was out of earshot, Epel burst into hysterics, rolling around on the floor. "Ah reckon that was the best thin' Ah've ever seen in my life!" He gasped.

"Ah thought he was gonna skin me alive with the look he had on 'im!" You said, also laughing. That made Epel laugh harder. You grabbed the nearly empty bottle and tossed it to him. He missed, and the bottle smacked him in the face (luckily, it wasn't glass). The remnants of the apple juice got on his face and his hair was already beginning to stick together.

"Aw, great, now Ah gotta shower before we head down for dinner." He complained, grabbing up the bottle and walking toward the door. "Would it make you feel better if I showered with you?" You teased. You dodged as the bottle flew past you, the door closing. Not before you caught the redness on his face.

Boo!! Omg, I'm finally done! It took so long to figure out what to do for this one, but @prolonged-eyecontact, thank you for the request, and I hope you like it! Feel free (for everyone) to send requests in whenever you like! They normally don't take this long, I swear!

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this post! Have a nice day/night~~!! 🧡

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