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spice-chan · 3 years

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Yandere incubus bakugou please? But the reader is a bad a** nun exorcist?

Heavenly

Incubus!Bakugou x nun!reader

Warnings: yandere themes, religious imagery, dub/noncon, somnophilia, praise kink, incubus bakugo, nsfw.

Wordcount: 2 K

You were new in the field, but nevertheless, the best. You approached your work with certain fierceness that bordered on unprofessional, unethical, given your field.

You were a nun, an exorcist meant to banish creatures like Bakugo Katsuki, unholy, sinful creatures like him.

Ones who bathed in wrong doings, encouraged misbehaviours, got off and energised at the feel of being the cause of someone sinning.

Bakugo watched you, clad in white attire and bright eyes that seemed so honest, so pure, that they seemed almost translucent. Katsuki doesn’t belong in heaven, but he thinks it must look something like your eyes.

A creature like him shouldn’t hover in a place like this. A creature so devilish isn’t welcomed in God’s abode, isn’t worthy of staring at crucifixes, nor worthy of salvation. But most importantly, what right does a wretched being like him have to stare reverently at a blessed being like you.

Though, the both of you have some things in common, he mused. You were so fiery, that some of your elders seemed stiff at the sight of you, though what sort of stiff is ambiguous. You were so ambitious, rising up the ranks so quickly, his good girl.

Fuck, how did he grow so enamored with you? The only reason he can even enter the premises of your church is because he hasn’t come of age yet, hasn’t reached his full potential as an incubus, but a few days from now, he will take his first victim.

He will lay with someone, take them and become the creature of lust that he was meant to be, become the tainted person you preach against. He wishes it could be you, wishes he can take you and break your vows, give you a taste of the sweetness of the apple, get you addicted to the taste of debauchery, wishes he can taste your sweetness.

You had so much restraint, on lonely nights where you rubbed your thighs in need, slick starting to dampen your panties, Katsuki watching in anticipation, wondering whether today will be the day you please yourself painfully unaware of your audience. Leaving him with raging hopes that today will be the day you will be pliant enough to be taken by him but no, no, you just took a deep breath and opted for a cold shower, leaving him with a raging hard on that he had no choice but to stroke to your sleeping form.

You were so fragile too, like glass that he felt protective over, despite how foreign that feeling is to him, yet wanting to shatter you all the same, wanting to cage you with his wings, get you addicted to the delightful feeling he can induce between your thighs while your throat goes raw from moans and screams of his name.

He stalked you religiously, memorised you like the pope memorised the bible, his form which is invisible to you hovered around you like a lost puppy, drinking in all your expressions like ambrosia, his mouth overflowing with saliva at the sweet nectar you kept offering and offering to the point where he’s gotten too addicted to stop.

He glowered at every male that interacts with you, and if the wrong scent emanates from them, something to slightly suggest attraction, you can bet they greet death too early, the cause being a mystery. He enjoys mangling them all night long, only to put them back together and repeat the process. No one stares at his human like she’s theirs, when she's so woefully his. Although she doesn’t know it yet.

But his coming of age ceremony grows closer and closer, and Katsuki won’t be able to enter your premises anymore, his awakening means he also won’t be able to take you for that very ceremony, and perhaps never.

So, Bakugo started thinking smart. Using his influence, he gathered the most intense, the most powerful demons and made them inhibit people from a nearby village. A case severe enough that you’d have to leave in aid of those people. And stay for a few days.

Painfully predictable, you did just that. Donning your outfit and leaving swiftly. Not knowing what dark fate awaits you.

…………

Bakugou stood at the corner of the inn room you are staying in. You were so exhausted, you passed out as soon as you hit the mattress. Now, without the protective walls shielding you from him, your soft body will be all pliant for him. His body shook, the changes to it happening too rapidly. His wings are growing larger, bolder, and aside of the external changes, his scent was becoming more soft, relaxing, his body emitting pheromones that could easily induce lust. His saliva and touch will have a multiplied effect now that he’s reached his peak form. All that’s left now is to make love to a human, to make love to you.

He stepped closer to you, the room looking darker with each step he took, and your form appearing more and more defenceless to the enamored incubus before you.

He slowly took the blanket off you, admiring the slopes of your body in the form fitting night dress that you only adorned in the comfort of your room. He covered your body with his large one, covering you and his heat acting as a blanket, shielding you from the nipping cold. He took your sprawled arms, slowly putting them over your head and holding them in place with one hand while his other lowered the strap on your dress, freeing one breast to caress while his mouth pressed a feather light kiss over your own, so tender it was akin to a lover's touch.

You stirred in your sleep, his touch having the desired effect as you remained in slumber… his sleeping beauty. He kept kissing his way down, like a mad deprived of water for weeks finally getting to quench his thirst.

His wings lowered, shielding you from the moon light as he laved you up in his saliva, exposing your tits only to lay kisses on them before sucking harshly, pulling, tugging until they pebbled up. He squeezed the warm flesh, marvelling at the baby soft skin and its texture in his calloused palm.

Heh, if you were awake, you’d freak out so bad. Katsuki didn’t stop, he continued his journey downwards, kissing over every inch until he reached the heaven between your thighs.

He can smell it, God, he can smell the arousal coating your plain white panties. He moved his apart, movements stilling in the face of your womanhood, suddenly blushing and feeling nervousness enter his stream. He swallowed, pink tongue poking out of his tongue slowly and drawing a path from your slit to your clit. Feeling satisfied at your muscles spasming. He got cocky real quick after that, not even attempting to conceal the raunchy sounds of his mouth wrapping around your clit and eating it as if drinking from a straw.

You were the sweetest delicacy he’d ever tasted, and he’d be damned if he ever lets go of you.

His finger slipped inside you, feeling your walls sucking it in, tightness befitting of a nun. A second finger joined, your walls happily sucking it in and coating his fingers in slick. They moved in and out, thick fingers hitting sensitive spots and stretching you out in preparation for something bigger.

His hips were rutting into the bed, trying to alleviate the ache while his tongue goes for a final taste, the slickened muscle burying itself inside you and moaning. The room was filled with slurping sounds, tiny moans from your sleeping figure and his hips rutting into your mattress; anyone who stood outside your door for a second longer than necessary can tell what’s happening in the nun's room.

He can’t take this anymore. You were here now, pliant for the taking and he was going to take you. He’s going to take you in many many ways.

He freed his manhood, but before he can bury himself in you, he had to do something. He pulled out a shiny object, pulling your hand and slipping it into your finger. Now, the fun can begin.

He lined himself with your begging hole, desperate for something to fill it up after it was so delightfully full, after having its owner deprive it for so long.

With a moan, he quickly bottomed out, eyes watering at the pleasure, having to hold himself back from cumming on the spot as he groaned. Your greedy walls drank him in, welcoming him warmly as if he’s a soldier returning from war, as if hellfire wasn’t hot enough.

He put one of your legs above his shoulder, silently questioning whether he should go at the pace he’s going to, whether he should take you gently the way your body should be taken after years of abstinence. But one clench of your walls and the decision was made for him.

He started pistoning into you mercilessly, his gifted length not sparing you in the slightest. He was so loud too, moaning at the feeling of being one with you, slobbering like a dog as he pounded you, his tip reaching and massaging places you probably didn’t even know existed. Really, with how loud he was, he shouldn’t have been surprised when you woke up.

You squealed, in pleasure or repulsion, trying to push him away, however the pleasurable sheen in your eyes was unmissable to the avatar of lust.

“Ah—who are y-you?! You devil!” You kept stuttering, words breaking as he forcefully pounded the pleasure into you.

“Don’t ask if you already know, princess.” He pumped more pheromones in the air, successfully making you more docile as you gripped his humongous biceps, hands not even close to wrapping around the circumference of it, moaning and clenching around his member.

“Good girl.” He smirked as his statement made you clench even more, so his princess likes being praised.

Your moans were raw and throaty, as if unused to letting out such sinful and suggestive sounds, as if unwilling but painfully desperate to.

“But, if you’re so desperate to know, look at your hand.”

Your eyes glanced up, hazily making out a golden band resting on your ring finger. It had a red amber on it, its colour so red it was darker and bolder then the liquid spilled in a blood oath, it signified something that your foggy brain just couldn’t make out.

“Hmm, already fucked you silly?”

You grumbled something out, a protest too low to be considered a threat. His hand reached out and started rubbing circles on your button, causing an adorable mewl to leave your lips. His thumb kept up the movement until he felt your overly sensitive walls choking his length, gripping him so hard that his fucking falters. You really hadn’t touched yourself in a long time huh.

Some of the spit gathered in his mouth escaped, coating you as his tongue left his mouth lewdly, cheeks flushed an apple red while his eyes watered at the weight of doings. He pounded you so hard after that he reached ecstasy in a minute, not holding the handles on his pleasure any longer, only relishing in the intimate moment as he reached heaven with you. His movements were so passionate, it was as if he was seeking salvation for his very existence in your body.

He pulled out with a grunt, heart panging at the look in your eyes. You stared in horror at the white gushing out of you, so far from pure or holy, it was thick like the sin you allowed yourself to indulge in.

Tears soaked up your face, unable to believe that you of all people got taken by this god forsaken creature, by this tempting creature that symbolizes sin itself. His fingers had the audacity to reach for your face, trying to wipe away the tears he caused. Your hand went to harahly swat his before a red glint caught your eye, your gut sinking at the implication. You swiftly went to remove it, but the harder you tried the more it seemed to cling to your finger.

“What’s this?!” He rolled his eyes at you, before pointing at the ring in your ring finger.

“This-“ his intense, bloody gaze shifted to you”-this will make sure that wherever you go, I will be able to follow you, that we will belong to each other for eternity, because I, the incubus prince Katsuki Bakugou chose you as my mate, and there’s no way out if that.”

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ozzy-bozzy · 3 years

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Afternoon at the Skatepark

Reki x Reader x Langa

desc. You and the boys head to the skatepark to hang out after work

genre. Fun friendly fluff :D

warnings. nopee

word count. 1.6k

a/n: heyyy heh... back w another fic :3 i TOLD yall I would jump on Sk8 and write fics for it !! but alas, per tradition, I wrote this while sleep deprived and constantly doubting my writing so enjoy. if the ending or literally anything sounds weird blame it on me getting no sleep ever but also constantly being asleep

You listened to the occasional passing car, the sound of your own breathing, and the tapping of your foot louder. The quiet music playing in the shop began to annoy you as it started looping for about the third time during today’s shift. You had just finished wiping down the front counter, slowly rolling a tech deck back and forth with your fingers. You leaned your head on your other hand and sighed, looking up at the clock for the umpteenth time. Soon your shift would be over, and you could go home and relax. By the second you were starting to regret covering for your coworker’s shift.

You worked in a rather popular skate shop in town. You loved the aesthetic of the shop; posters, skateboards, and printed shirts lined the walls. You remember walking in on the first day and immediately falling in love. The owner was so happy to see how excited you were for work.

Smiling back at the memory, you did a little ollie on the desk, accidentally sending it flying when the front door swung open, fluffy bright auburn and baby blue hair immediately catching your eye. Their conversation immediately halted when Reki turned and made eye contact with you. You both paused, staring at each other, before he ran across the shop floor and almost jumped up on the counter, with the brightest eyes,

“I didn’t know you were working today!” he cried out at you,

“Ah! Yeah… I’m covering a coworker’s shift, she couldn’t make it…” you sheepishly rubbed the back of your neck when Langa stepped up,

“You look...really bored…” You just blinked up at him, slowly becoming embarrassingly flushed.

“Is your shift almost over?” Reki had sloped down against the counter, his fingers now playing with the tech deck. You nodded at his question.

“Yeah, I’ve been bored for hours and I can’t wait to leave” You sighed, and Reki jumped back up

“Hey! If your shift is just about over, why don’t you come with us to hang out afterward?”

“I don't…”

“It’ll be fun! Right, Langa?”

“...yeah, and besides… you could probably use it” He gave you a small smile that you couldn’t help but return. Reki was beating his fingers against the counter, waiting for your answer,

“Okay, okay sure yeah why not. You guys can hang out for about fifteen more minutes and then I can go grab my stuff from the back.” Reki started to cheer.

Reki pushed away from the counter and immediately went over to look at the boards. Langa watched the skateboard toy roll across the counter when Reki let go of it, and then turned to look around the store. He was looking around at all the colorful posters, graphic hoodies, and signed shirts from famous bands or skaters. He could definitely see why Reki kept going on and on about bringing him here.

“You know, Langa, you can put your bag down behind the counter so you don’t have to carry it around” You offered your hand out to him, and his eyes were stuck staring at your form. You cocked your head to the side when he didn’t answer, and he seemingly snapped out of it, his pale cheeks flushing,

“Sorry... And thank you” He handed you his shoulder bag and while you bent over to put it away, he fiddled with his fingers,

“Hey, I’m actually really excited to see you skate with us, I hope you can teach me something new or give me some tips” You jolted back up and Reki burst into a fit of laughter before coming back to lean on Langa’s shoulder,

“Ohoho! I almost forgot to mention!” You immediately tried to signal him to shut the hell up, but Reki being the little troublemaker he is, chose to ignore you,

“Our dear friend here doesn’t know how to skate!” You sighed. Yeah, you didn’t know how to skate. You worked in a skate shop and really loved your job, but you didn’t know how to skate. Your friends and coworkers always liked to tease you for it, and you always meant to learn, but never actually did.

You shrunk in on yourself, muddled in your embarrassment when Langa let out a small laugh,

“Yeah yeah, I get it, the girl who works in a skate shop doesn’t know how to stake. Big deal. You don't have to rub it in—”

“No no, that’s not why I’m laughing. I don't know how to skate either. Reki is teaching me”

“Wait, really?” he nods. “I never could have guessed!”

You two smiled at each other and Reki laughed again, before going back to admire the trucks on a board he had picked up off the shelf.

Once your shift ended, you and the boys headed out of the shop. You were headed to the local skatepark, but in the middle of explaining the plans, Reki and Langa’s stomach grumbled, so first, you were off to get some lunch.

After debating on what to get for lunch, and then debating what to order after Reki’s teasing, you guys had ended up at the skatepark. Reki did a quick stretch and quickly jumped on his board, climbing the quarter pipe effortlessly. You watched in awe, never able to understand how he could skate so easily. Langa pulled out his board and passed you, setting his things down before walking closer to the ramp. You followed him, and Reki offered you his hand. You reached for him, and he pulled you up, sitting pressed to his side while he hooked his board on the rim using the back wheels. Kicking his feet, he ponders to himself while Langa waits for him to speak up.

“Oh, oh! I know! How about you keep working on that practice routine I showed you yesterday, it’ll definitely help in your next beef!” Langa seemed to think it over a bit, before nodding and skating off to find more space.

“Routine…?” You ask,

“Mhmm! I’m trying to get him to learn more tricks and tactics so he can win more beefs at ‘S’. He can’t just keep taping his feet to the board if he means to keep skating.”

“Ohh, well he seems to be doing just fine!”

“He’s improved really fast, he doesn’t fall as much anymore—” Right when he said that, Langa let out a yelp and fell flat on his back, his board flying out from under him, “That being said, he still falls occasionally. Hey, Langa! Why don’t you come take a break and I’ll skate around for a bit?” Langa nodded and skated over to the quarter pipe while Reki stood, gliding down and heading towards the grind rails to practice his own tricks.

Langa took his spot next to you, leaning back and closing his eyes, taking in the nice weather. You turned to him and smiled,

“You’re getting really good! I don't know how you manage to ride it so easily even though you’re still learning”

Langa blinked at you silently, and sheepishly rubbed his neck,

“Thanks… You know I’m sure if you gave it a try you would be pretty good yourself.”

“Ahh! I appreciate the thought! But, I’ve already..kinda..attempted...In the past, and it just didn’t seem to work out in the past. I’m much more content providing you and Reki and people like you two with gear and good customer service..” Reki skated his way over.

“Nope! You’re trying again.”

“Wait wh— “

“Come on! Slide down!”

Langa gave you a gentle push, before sliding down the ramp himself and Reki pulled

you over by the hands to his board. You hesitantly put one foot on the board but you could feel your legs start to shake when you try to lift off the ground. Langa came up next to you and offered you his hand. Gripping it, you managed to stand on the board. He slowly tried to let your hands go so you could balance on your own, but once you were totally on your own you swung your arms around until finding balance. Actually standing on the board felt… weirdly nice. It wasn’t as scary as you first thought, especially after taking the initiative to start. You heard Reki call your name, snapping his fingers. He stood a good few feet in front of you, his arms outstretched, waiting to catch you,

“Well? Come on! Kick off the ground and push yourself over here”

“Reki I can’t—”

“Sure you can!” Like it didn’t even need to be said, Langa put his hand on the small of your back and slowly pushed you to give you a head start. That’s when you started losing your balance. You glided forward towards Reki on the board, and not knowing how to stop, you started shifting your weight and you heard Langa start to say something and turned to look at him when the board flew out from under your feet and you fell back into Reki’s arms. His arms hooked under yours, holding your top half up against him. Langa starts to panic, asking if you’re okay or hurt. For someone who gets hurt from learning to skate on the regular, he sure does worry when someone else gets hurt.

Your gaze just shifts between the two, one more worried than the other, but still worried. Your face cracks into a grin and you start laughing, pushing yourself up to stand properly in Reki’s hold. You grasp his hands in yours, and bring them up,

“Please teach me to skate!!”

The two boys stopped, their faces changing from concerned to confused, before lighting up. You had never seen them smile brighter.

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tothemeadow · 3 years

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A New Year’s gift from me to you!

~*ᑕᕼᗩᑭTEᖇ TᗯO*~

warnings: NSFW, semi-public sex

words: 5.1 k

Prologue | Chapter One

“Not interested.”

All it takes is those two words, two dreadful words, and Kyojuro’s groaning in disappointment. Tapping his fingers against the chair’s arms, he pushes his lips out in a pout. Giyuu merely rolls his eyes at him, gaze flicking back to whatever is displayed on the computer’s screen.

It had only been a mere suggestion, nothing more. Go out, get some drinks, maybe find someone to take home. Lord knows how much Giyuu needs to get laid; the guy’s stress is palpable, and Kyojuro wants to help his friends however he can. Maybe all it takes is to get his dick sucked, nice and fucking hard. And, if he plays his cards right, have someone clinging onto his arm by the end of the night.

Kyojuro isn’t an idiot, nor is he blind. Giyuu is beautiful, looking like he stepped right out of the pages of some goddamn fairy tale. Hell, even his bank account is real pretty, every single zero making it even more dazzling. What he means is that Giyuu can have anybody if he truly wanted to. The problem is, however, is that a sack of potatoes has more charisma than the poor man. Giyuu isn’t much of a social butterfly, unlike Kyojuro.

It kind of sucks.

“Aw, come on, man,” Kyojuro groans, “let me take you for a night out. You need some time to sit back and relax. Let someone else take care of you.”

“You’re being awfully persistent about this.”

“That’s because I want what’s best for you, duh. You run some bigshot company and need me to explain that to you? What was the point of you traveling overseas for university if you don’t put that knowledge to use?”

With a sigh, Giyuu turns away from his computer and rests his elbows on his desk. Like the rest of his office, it’s a solid piece of modern, expensive style. The wood gleams with the rays of sunlight pouring in through the windows, looking almost too neat to be believable. There’s not a speck of dust in sight. It’s not the first time Kyojuro’s visited Giyuu’s office, but it always amazes him just how clean and immaculate the space is. It really reflects its owner, his simple yet sleek style.

“Kyojuro,” Giyuu starts, threading his fingers together, “you literally told me you wanted me to take someone home.”

At that, Kyojuro smiles. “And what’s your point? You go to some Ivy League school and not partake in some parties? No keg stands? Beer pong? Fucking the brains out of some busty blonde?”

“Not everyone is a certified sex symbol,” Giyuu states coolly. “You don’t see my face on the cover of magazines advertising an article about some upcoming film where I blow everyone to bits and take a dame to bed.”

“Ohohoho, somebody’s getting frisky, I see. That is a sign, my dear friend. You need to get your dick wet and pronto.”

“Don’t belittle me.”

Raising his hands in mock self-defense, Kyojuro flashes Giyuu a knowing smirk. “You’re only proving my point. And if you don’t want to meet somebody random, why not let me hit up someone I know? I can set you up.”

Giyuu scoffs. “No thanks.”

“Oooo, what about Mitsuri or Shinobu-“

“Don’t ever suggest that,” Giyuu hisses. His entire face scrunches, much like he just tasted something incredibly sour.

Bursting into a fit of laughter, Kyojuro leans forward in his seat, hands gripping onto his sides. “Shit, man, I forget how funny you can be sometimes!” Wiping away at his eyes, he sits back, a spare giggle or two escaping from his lips. “Speaking of Mitsuri… I guess she really hit it off with Idris’ girl’s friend.”

Instead of saying anything, Giyuu merely raises an eyebrow. However, he still looks incredibly disinterested.

“Oh, you remember her, don’t you? The one from the party last week? Long legs, nice ass? I think her name was (y/n)?”

At the mention of your name, Giyuu visibly perks up. Heh. Hook, line, and sinker.

“It’s a damn shame, don’t you think? Somebody so fine got nabbed before I even had the chance to make a move,” Kyojuro continues, willing his voice to take on a wistful tone. He sends Giyuu a wink. “She’s a solid ten, don’t you think?”

The movement is so, so subtle, but Kyojuro knows he’s got Giyuu right where he wants him. Giyuu clears his throat, then – a poor attempt at trying to come off as disinterested. “It’s a good thing Mitsuri found someone she likes so much,” he says, completely bypassing the question.

“Mitsuri likes her, alright; likes her even better in bed.”

It takes all of Kyojuro’s willpower not to laugh, it really does. He can practically see the gears turning in Giyuu’s head, the slight tinge of red blooming on the tips of his ears. Jeez, if it takes this much to get Giyuu flustered, then he’d pay to see what would happen if he took Giyuu to a strip club.

“And I’ll tell you what,” he continues, crossing his legs and cocking his head. “Mitsuri’s willing to share her with the rest of us, but only if she wants it.”

“What… What are you talking about? What do you mean by sharing?”

Clicking his tongue in amusement, Kyojuro uncrosses his legs and shuffles forward, just barely sitting on the edge of the chair. “Exactly what it sounds like, Giyuu. Doesn’t that sound nice? Imagine having a pretty thing like that sitting on your lap.”

Again, Giyuu scoffs. “You’re starting to sound like Tengen.”

“But you didn’t say no to what I just put in your head.”

Giyuu grumbles something under his breath, but it’s too low for Kyojuro to understand. No matter; there’s a knock at the door, then, and in pops Giyuu’s personal secretary’s head. A cute boy – Kamado Tanjiro – with honest eyes and a genuine smile. The earrings he wears swings in his lobes. “Tomioka-san, you’re three o’clock appointment is here. Shall I tell them you’re busy?”

“Don’t worry about it, Tanjiro,” Kyojuro says. Drawing himself up to a stand, he smooths out the wrinkles in his pants and salutes Giyuu with two fingers. “Think about what I said, Giyuu. There’s fun to be had.” With a final smirk, he brushes past Tanjiro and leaves.

It’s only been a few days since that experience with Mitsuri, but you can already tell that something’s changed. Granted, you still feel a bit odd about the whole situation, but another, darker side of you is pleased. Daki is more than ecstatic to have you as a sugar sister; before, whenever you’d go shopping with her, you’d only help pick out clothing for her since everything was way too damn expensive. Now, though… Now things are different.

“I still can’t believe this is happening,” Daki gushes from where she sits. Perched on a fluffy stool in front of her vanity, she carefully applies a set of false eyelashes. “Like, think of all the fun things we get to do together! Don’t get me wrong, Idris is great, but some of those parties he drags me to can be an absolute bore. If you’re there, well, it’s bound to be more fun! Besides, think of all the yummy treats you’ll get to have…”

From your spot on the couch, you guffaw at your friend’s attempt to hype you up. Carefully, you dip the brush back into the bottle; the nail polish Daki picked out is a shade of pastel pink with pearl undertones. She said Mitsuri really had a thing for pretty pink things, so it was only natural for you to fit that bill, obviously.

“Yes, because stuffing my face with macarons and bubbly is how I want to spend my time,” you say, sarcasm dripping heavily from your words.

“Oh, like you wouldn’t love that,” Daki throws right back at you. “Besides, you wanna be extra sweet for Mitsuri, don’t you? Don’t act like Mitsuri didn’t already have her head stuffed between your legs.”

“Daki!” you shriek. You scramble to catch the bottle of nail polish before it spills all over the place. “Don’t say things like that!”

“Pffft, what for? It’s true, you sneaky bitch! You’ve been glowing ever since your date with her! Did I not tell you that sex with Misturi is the bomb?”

“Okay, okay! You were right!” you exclaim, bursting into round of giggles.

Putting her mascara away, Daki gets up from her spot and moves to where you sit on the couch. Lifting your legs, she slithers in next to you and props your feet on her lap. “Give me that,” she says, taking the nail polish away from you. “Are you and Mitsuri going on a date anytime soon?”

As you nod, a sheepish smile grows on your face. “Yeah – she’s taking me to a theatre tonight, actually. I guess there’s some play she wanted to watch with me.”

“Aww, well isn’t that cute!” Daki chirps, not looking away from the task at hand. “Wait,” she says, suddenly looking up at you, “that means I get to play dress up, right?”

Since being Idris’ sugar baby and all, Daki is no stranger to the luxurious lifestyle and the vast amount of clothes and accessories that comes with. Furthermore, Idris even bought her some swanky apartment, filled with top notch appliances, spacious rooms, and yes, you guessed it – a walk in closet. It’s where you sit now, gazing at the numerous wracks of clothing, the shelves of shoes and purses. It put you in mind of Barbie’s closet, actually, with just how many articles of clothing Daki owns.

You guess you could consider yourself lucky that you and your best friend are the same size. Sure, you’ve shared clothes with each other throughout the years, but once she started her “collection” of designer products, it was game over. You became her personal doll, then, and Daki loved every second of it.

The smile on your face grows at Daki’s excitement. “Who else would I have to pick me out the perfect outfit?” you coo. Daki giggles, then, her green eyes sparkling with mirth.

“Chop, chop,” she says, pushing your feet away and standing up. You take a moment to admire the neatly applied nail polish adorning your toes. “I have the perfect outfit in mind for you, and it’s bound to have Mitsuri drooling all over you!”

“Are you sure about that?” you tease, lolling your head to the side.

Scurrying over to a wrack of dresses (all of which are designer, you’re sure of it), Daki pushes some to the side and grabs one that has you gasping. Powder blue in color, the bustier top and layered tulle skirt almost seem more befitting of a princess rather than yourself. Standing up from the couch, you walk over to her, eager to get a better closer. Lacey pastel flower decorate the top layer of tulle and travel up the bustier, all looking so delicate and sweet. It’s a beautiful dress, that much is for sure.

“I’ll do your hair and makeup, too, okay!” Daki exclaims. She really is too sweet for her own good sometimes.

Later that very evening, you’re sitting in the back of a sleek, luxurious car. Mitsuri sits next to you, looking as perfect as always; with her curled hair pinned high on her head, you’re graced with the elegant slope of her neck, the diamond choker wrapped around her throat. A few curly wisps of pink and green hair frame her face, give her a youthful look. She’s so breathtakingly stunning that it’s leaving your throat dry.

Mitsuri busies herself with messaging someone on her phone – she’s already apologized for letting her work get in the way of your date tonight – but you don’t mind, not when you get to gaze at her lovely being. You’ve already began to familiarize yourself with her brand and the creative looks she specializes in: sultry, elegant, and enough to bring a person to their knees. Perhaps that’s what you tell yourself as your eyes scan over her bare skin; it’s for fashion, of course, not because you’re a shameless pervert.

Still, the choker adorning her throat is a bit too enticing, especially with its delicate chain hanging from its center, nestled between the valley of her voluptuous breasts. Why does she always have to have her cleavage on full display around you? Doesn’t she have any idea how much it makes your brain melt?

“You’re staring,” Mitsuri murmurs, her attention still on her phone. The corners of her mouth curl into a smile. “You’re not distracted, are you, sweets?”

“I’m sorry, Mommy,” you whisper. “It’s not my fault that you’re too pretty.”

A pleasant blush blooms on her face. Sparing a moment to glance at the chauffeur, Mitsuri clicks her screen off and puts her phone back into her purse. “Come here,” she says, her voice dripping with honey. Wrapping an arm around your waist, she pulls you closer, barely brushes her glossed lips against your ear. “You don’t want to start something like that, do you? I don’t want to be rude and ruin the back of this car.”

The giggle in your ear is enough to send shivers down your spine. “What do you mean?”

“What I mean, sweets, is that I don’t want to have someone clean your cum off of this leather.”

You gasp as a wave of heat strikes your very core, wraps around your insides and gives them a good squeeze. “Mommy,” you plead, keeping your voice quiet.

“And your hair and makeup look so nice,” Mitsuri continues. “It’d be a shame to ruin it before you get to show it off.”

Shit, Daki was right. Turns out she knew exactly what she was doing.

“All that matters is that Mommy got to see it,” you purr, leaning more into her warm body. Your eyelashes flutter when her soft breast makes contact with your arm. “It doesn’t matter who else gets to see it.”

The grip around your waist tightens. “(y/n)…”

“Kanroji-san, we’re here,” the chauffeur’s voice suddenly cuts in. It’s enough to snap you back to reality; glancing out the window, you’re greeted with the sight of a brightly lit theatre and a line of patrons waiting at the ticket booth.

“My, my,” Mitsuri says, “looks like it’s going to be a packed house tonight. It’s a good thing I booked some tickets ahead of time, huh?” Turning back to you, she flashes a lovely smile and caresses your cheek. “Have you ever sat in a balcony seat before, darling? You’re going to have a great view.”

“Wait, seriously? Aren’t those super… expensive…?” as you trail off, realization dawns upon you. Of course Mitsuri would buy out some of the most expensive seats in the house – it’s only natural of her to do so. Still, the mere idea of how much they even spent throws your mind in for a loop.

“And your reaction makes it even more special,” Mitsuri purrs. “Come on, let’s go get seated while there’s still time.”

Opening the car door, Mitsuri steps out, and then she promptly turns back to you to help. Linking her arm around yours, she leads you inside the theatre; taking some twists and turns, she leads you up a secluded staircase that, in turn, takes you to the proper balcony. A gasp escapes from your mouth before you can stop it. It’s utterly breathtaking from where you are, the large stage set below you, the sea of people swarming to find their own seats.

“It’s nice, isn’t it?” Mitsuri asks you as she joins you by the ledge. Setting her elbows on the wall, she looks around the theatre, a thoughtful hum vibrating in her throat. “And just think, sweets, that this is all for you.” Turning to you, she perches her chin in a hand. “I’ll show you so many things that you’ll love, darling. It’s the least I can do.”

“Mitsuri,” you murmur. Swallowing thickly, you push back the creeping urge to cry. How did you get so lucky meeting someone so genuinely sweet?

“Hey now,” Mitsuri continues, still using that honeyed tone, “don’t get sappy. If you start to cry, then I’ll start crying as well!”

Beckoning you over, she takes her seat and watches as you take the one next to hers. The balcony itself is small, with enough room only for three seats. And, as far as it seems, you’ll get to spend the entirety of the play alone with Mitsuri, away from wandering eyes. Hands intertwined with hers, the two of you fall into easy conversation and mild flirting to pass the time. Both of you are practically petting each other’s thighs through your dresses when the door opens; snapping hands away from each other, you turn to see who the unexpected newcomer is.

“Giyuu?”

Coming to an abrupt stop at the sound of his name, Giyuu’s eyes widen. Once he sees it’s only you and Mitsuri, he visibly relaxes, his shoulders slumping. “Um… Hello, ladies. I wasn’t expecting to see you here.” Drawing around the corner, he stands awkwardly before the empty seat. He offers a polite bow, but you notice right away that his eyes refuse to meet yours.

“This is certainly a pleasant surprise!” Mitsuri chirps, a dazzling smile spreading on her features.

“Tomioka-san,” you say, trying to put his nerves at ease, “please, sit down. I don’t bite.”

Still, Giyuu refuses to meet your eyes, but he does as you say and takes the seat next to you. It may be the dim light of the theatre, but you swear there’s a faint blush on his cheeks.

Okay, time to try this again. “Tomioka-san… I wanted to thank you for last time. For trying to comfort me when I was so obviously out of place at that party.”

At that, Giyuu clears his throat, and then he finally looks at you. Instead of saying anything, though, he merely grunts and nods his head. You offer him a small smile.

Just as you remember, he’s devastatingly handsome, his gaze a cold, steely blade. On the outside, he seems incredibly intimidating; dark hair, black getup, sharp eyes. You know there’s more than what meets the eye, and Giyuu is the epitome of that very concept. The aura surrounding him is calming, reassuring. You barely know the guy, only met him once, but you already like him.

“My, Giyuu,” Mitsuri speaks up, leaning forward in her seat so she can look around you, “don’t you look nice! I always told you that you would look great in black on black, but you never listen to me! Now look at you! You look like you just came straight off a runway! Don’t you think so, (y/n)?”

Mitsuri has a point, of course. Dressed in a black suit, black button up, and black shoes, Giyuu is the textbook definition of tall, dark, and handsome. He almost seems flustered by Mitsuri’s comment; he looks to you, an unreadable glint in his eyes. Slowly, you nod, humming your agreement.

“I think he looks absolutely dashing,” you say, a small giggle following afterwards.

Giyuu’s eyes drift down, skim across your pretty dress, but you notice the way they linger over the bits of your bare skin. Hastily clearing his throat, his eyes flicker back up, the blush on his cheeks darkening the slightest bit. “You look beautiful,” he murmurs. “That color really suits you.”

With a smile, you look away, trying to ignore the excited thumping of your heart. Unbeknownst to you, Mitsuri sends Giyuu a glare, but then it melts away into a knowing look. Giyuu catches her eyes, and a silent conversation passes between the two of them.

Perhaps you should’ve paid more attention to them. You should’ve noticed Giyuu’s lingering stares, the way Mitsuri’s hand stayed on your thigh the entire time. But no, you were so enraptured by the play on the stage, stuck in a state of constant awe by the performer’s exquisite ways.

It’s about three fourths of the way through when Mitsuri finally places her lips against your ear, her warm breath fanning across the delicate skin. “Sweets, don’t tell me you haven’t noticed, hmm? You’re ruining the experience for Giyuu.” Confused by what she meant, you begin to turn your head to her, but she quickly stops you in your place. “Now, now, don’t make it so obvious. Instead of watching the show, he’s been watching you. I wonder why that is?” She breaks into a low, sultry laugh. You’ve only seen her act this one once, and that was when the two of you…. Well, you know…

“I noticed the way you were looking at him earlier,” Mitsuri continues. “He really is such a pretty man, isn’t he? Especially dressed in all black like that… It’s almost kind of exciting, isn’t it?” Again, she chuckles. “Now, this is entirely up to you, sweets, but I don’t have a problem sharing.”

What? What was that supposed to mean?

“I know, I know, this is all too sudden, but think about it. He’s a pretty man, wouldn’t you agree? I’m not saying you have to, but wouldn’t it be nice to see him in between your legs?”

This time, you snap your head to her. “Mitsuri!” you whisper-yell, “What the hell are you trying to do?!”

“Don’t act so prudish, sweets,” she purrs, her fingers trailing over your jaw. “Just look at him.” Taking your chin in hand, she directs you to look at Giyuu instead. Only one half of his face is illuminated from the light coming from the stage, but you can see the hungry glint in his eyes. “He’s practically undressing you with his eyes, sweets. How does that make you feel?”

“Tomioka-san…”

“Please don’t consider me lewd,” Giyuu starts, his voice just above a raspy grumble. “But I… I’ve been thinking about you a lot,” he confesses. “It isn’t fair to you of me thinking that way.”

Swallowing thickly, you release a shaky breath. “And what were you thinking, exactly…?”

Closing his eyes, Giyuu takes a moment to collect himself. “I want what you and Mitsuri have.”

On your other side, Mitsuri giggles. “Hear that, darling? Isn’t that so endearing? Giyuu practically just confessed to you!” Leaning in close, she presses her soft breasts against you. “And I’m perfectly okay if you want to say yes. Everyone deserves some happiness, hmm? Don’t be shy, now. Neither of us are foolish.”

This really is all too sudden. You never your night to head in this direction, nevertheless hear Giyuu tell you that he wants what you and Mitsuri have. Does that mean he also wanted to have a certain arrangement between the two of you? It’s not like you’re against it – Giyuu is certainly handsome, after all – but wouldn’t that make you seem desperate?

“If you’re on the fence about it, why don’t you give a go, just for tonight?” Mitsuri suggests. “We can forget all about it if you want. And if you don’t, well… Things should be fun, shouldn’t they?”

“I… I guess.”

“Wonderful. Giyuu, I give you my blessing to make an impression on our sweet little darling here,” Mitsuri purrs. “Don’t mess it up for yourself.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Giyuu grunts. He holds out a hand, then, a silent question displayed on his face. You glance between his face and his hand; your mind is rapidly going in loops, wondering just what he had in mind exactly. Gingerly, you place your hand in his, gasping when he suddenly yanks you up as he stands. “We won’t be gone for long,” he mutters at Mitsuri.

Mitsuri waves a dismissive hand, an uncharacteristic smirk playing on her pretty face. “Take your time. I know that you’ll need it.”

Giyuu pulls you away, leaving a giggling Mitsuri in your wake. The door to the balcony closes with a click that echoes down the silent hallway. Now that you’re completely alone with him, the realization of what this whole ordeal means comes crashing into you. Giyuu is being dead serious about this, and, well, you are too, apparently.

The two of you remain quiet as he pulls you down the hallway, his grip on your hand both gentle yet strong. He stops outside of a bathroom door, glancing both ways before dragging you in; after he’s checked for any potential bystanders in the bathroom, he locks the door. It’s then that you realize that this is the first time seeing him in bright lighting, but damn he looks just as fine. This is the first time that you’ve also stood directly next to him as well. He’s a lot broader than you anticipated, his shoulders tapering into slim hips.

“I meant it when I said it,” he tells you. The sheer sincerity of his voice strikes something deep within you, leaves you rooted to the spot. “This isn’t the way I wanted things to play out, but I uh, had someone put this little idea in the back of my head and it won’t go away.”

“You… really couldn’t stop thinking about me? I’m flattered, Tomioka-san. I didn’t know I left such an impression on you.”

“Heh. You’d be surprised.” Your breath catches in your throat as takes both of your hands in his, his thumbs drawing soothing circles into the skin. “Listen… I’m not… I’m not really good at this thing,” he says, voice low. “Relationships have never really been my forte.”

Ah, so that explains a lot.

“I don’t want to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

“I never pegged you for the sweet type,” you tell him.

“It’s called being considerate. I know plenty of people who wouldn’t hesitate to screw someone over.”

“You’re so serious, Tomioka-san. I can… Let me help you relax. That’s what you wanted, right?”

Giyuu hums, pulls you closer. “It’s not too late to turn back, but I really want this,” he murmurs. “Humor me?”

Before you know it, you’re backing up, the back of your thighs colliding with the counter; Giyuu lifts you with ease, setting your ass on the counter, and slipping between your legs. His mouth descends upon yours, touch almost featherlight as he kisses you. You urge him to press harder, your hands abandoning his hold and grabbing onto the lapels of his jacket instead. Giyuu grunts as you pull him even closer; sinking your teeth into his bottom lip, you pull it outward, relishing in the hiss that escapes him.

You shouldn’t be surprised with the way things go; time blurs, yet the moments seem so sharp. The pretty tulle of your skirt gathers around your hips, Giyuu’s strong hands gripping onto your thighs in such a way that it seems like he’s afraid to let you go. His mouth bleeds gold as you take kiss after kiss away from him, tongue sweeping into his mouth and licking away at the insides.

Things only grow more intimate from there; soon enough, you’re unbuttoning his shirt, hands pressing in and drifting across his skin. He’s surprisingly fit, but then again, it only adds to his godly visage. He’s openly moaning into your mouth at this point, hips bucking forward and seeking out that delicious friction. You choke on a moan as his clothed cock drags across your slit. Your panties are beyond ruined at this point, soaked all the way through and leaving a mess on the front of his slacks.

“Mmph – I bet you feel even better inside,” Giyuu breathes. “I want to… I want to see you wrapped around my cock.”

“Yes, Giyuu, yes,” you plead. Frantically, you undo the pants of his slacks, slip your hand inside his boxers.

“Ah, fuck,” he hisses. His hips absentmindedly buck into your touch, a groan rumbling deep in his chest. His voice is so low, so fucking gravelly – it’s wonderful, and fuck if you wouldn’t want to listen to it on loop.

Your insides tighten at the schlick, schlick, schlick noise that fills the bathroom, echoing all around you. Your pussy clenches around nothing, another drop of arousal seeping through your panties. “You said you wanted what I have with Mitsuri, right?” you purr. “Let me… Let me call you Daddy.”

It’s clear that the name causes something to snap inside of him; a growl rips itself from his throat, and his eyes flash with a darker, more animalistic gleam. Urging your hand off of him, he promptly pushes your panties to the side; your body tenses with excitement, your teeth sinking into your lower lip. Giyuu moans as he sheathes his cock inside of you, his hands gripping onto your legs and wrapping them around his slim hips.

“Oh, baby,” he purrs, his hands slamming down on the counter either side of you, effectively caging you in. “Feels so good… so tight…”

“Daddy, come on,” you whine, “we don’t have all night. You wanted this, remember? So fuck me, already. Fuck me like you mean it.”

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Giyuu murmurs into your ear. Sliding his hips away, he snaps his cock right back in, your velvety walls eagerly sucking him in. “I plan on doing so much more. You won’t regret it, baby. Not on my watch.”

“Just don’t ruin the dress,” you mutter, placing your lips against the pounding vein in his neck. “It’s not mine and I really don’t feel removing your cum from it.”

Giyuu sucks a breath in through his teeth as you suck a mark into his flesh. “Then I guess I’ll just have to cum inside, huh…?”

“I fucking dare you.”

“That sounds like a challenge, baby. Don’t mind if I do…”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, they’ve been gone for a while, now,” Mitsuri says quietly into her phone. “Giyuu really needed to let loose, huh?”

“That sneaky little bastard,” Kyojuro says. He sighs. “And I invited for a night out, too. Dammit. Why does everyone else get to have fun while I don’t?”

Mitsuri giggles. “You’re really that jealous of Giyuu, huh? It’s actually really funny. Maybe I should tell Tengen, just to see what his reaction is like!”

“What, so he can join in on your little ‘arrangement’ you’ve got going on? What about me, huh? I thought we were friends!”

“And we are! If (y/n) wants anything to do with you, that’s entirely up to her. Wait, hold on – the door just opened. Talk to you later, Kyojuro!”

“Wait, Mitsuri-“

Click.

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gamzeenmakara · 3 years

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TWD - Their History ((The Beginning))

Merle Dixon and Barbra Jean Greenberg

He had lived in a small community with his family in a cabin his great granddaddy built on the edge of the woods. The spot of land was some gift from a big time farmer that couldn't pay back all the money his great granddaddy had leant him. So, from that point on the Dixon family has lived there and raised their kids there. Merle was sure his life was gonna be full of people looking down on him for where he's from and how he lives cause that's what his mama always warned him about. But you can imagine his surprise when one day, in the middle of the hottest summers in Merle's short nine years of life, a moving truck had pulled up to the one house that had been built a a good twenty or so feet in front of them. It woulda been a normal move really if not for the bright almost white blonde hair catching his eye.

At first, his interest was the mildest because it was something to do while their tv set was broken. Merle sat by the window, peeking past their curtains as sneakily as he could to watch all the movement. The burly men move around the fancy looking furniture with beards and mustaches that would put his pa's to shame. He liked to imagined the yappy dog that's rushing around sounds like a squeaky toy and that the lady in high, high heels was the one barking. She was like his pa was with all her yelling, she liked to be in charge and ruled with an iron fist. Three kids much older than Merle taking in small things in various states of disarray but excited none the less. A man in thick glasses worked alongside what Merle assumed was his wife, she was the oldest lady there and they were both dressed too nice to be anything but the owners, focusing his efforts on directing the children instead of the men. The only ones not moving around in a hurry was two kids that sat on a large blanket a couple feet from the commotion. That's where he first saw her.

The first kid he saw was small, had to be like three or four, and was fighting real hard to put any grass he gets his hands on into his mouth. Tiny face all scrunched up and red as it yelled in frustration at the other kid stopping him. And the moment Merle's eyes slid over to the other did he find himself staring in wonder. She was around his age, a little on the chubbier side from probably getting fed by fancy people all day, dressed up in a pretty sun dress like the girls he'd see in church, and a mass of long bright blonde hair that looked white in the light. Her big eyes could be mistaken for white from where he was standing and it made him wanna stare all day. How could they be so bright? What color are they really? He'd never seen someone so fancy and shiny before... Someone so close...

"Now what are ye lookin' at, Sweet Darlin'?"

Merle feels like he's jumping outta his skin at the voice of his mama right behind him. He jerks his head to the side finding her thin face surrounded by thick brown hair looked paler than before, especially from the strip of sunlight that was shining on her from beyond the curtains. Even his young mind knew that she'd most likely woke up from a bad night terror hours ago but her 'paralysis' as she called it had kept her down for a couple more. She was as exhausted as she looked.

"Nothin'..."

"That don' look like nothin', baby. Ya interested in all the ruckus this mornin'? Thinkin' o' makin' friends with 'em," his mama says knowingly. She nudges him slightly away from the window enough to open the curtain fully, the action catching the attention of the kids Merle had been watching. His mother's tiny arms bulged as she pulled the rickety window open with a good bit of effort. When she turned back to her son a smile graced her features at the confused look on Merle's face. "Honey, ya can't make friends hidin' in here now can ya? Ya gotta get out there 'fore they decide to shack up with the kinda kids who won't play with people like us."

He knew what she meant. Money made the world go round and he'd seen that for most of his young life. People were mean to people who couldn't make much and they sure loved to keep kicking when you got knocked down. Merle's pa loved to say that everything he did was toughen Merle up cause the big wide world wanted nothing more than to break him down into nothing but dust. His mama never liked how his pa treated him but she never said he was wrong for thinking like that either. So if even his mama thought the world was out to get him then how could Merle pretend that wasn't his reality?

"Yeah. Early bird catches the worm and if I ain't goin' now then 'm never gettin' no worms," Merle answers back with a hard look in his Georgia blues.

The nod his mama gives him is enough to boost his confidence and power his thin legs into rushing out the door towards the blanket. He comes to a halt a foot from the blanket, his little heart pounding and his face flushed as his determination slowly died down as he realized he had no plan beyond running up. It doesn't help either that both of the kids on the blanket were now staring up at him and-

"You're eyes are white?"

"Wha... uh, no my mama said they're grey," the girl answers back with a voice so soft and pretty that it had to be fake.

Being the type to not let shit lie Merle immediately says, "Why ya talk like that?"

"Excuse you," she says with a brow raised and her round nose scrunched up. "What's that 'posed to mean?"

"Ya voice is all soft and stuff... Why ya talk all soft an' stuff," Merle amends quickly, seeing that what he said bothered her.

"Dunno. Mama says ladies should sound soft and pretty and my voice is weird so, uh, I just do?"

"Oh, okay," Merle rubs his hands nervously against his oversized pants and wow his hands are sweaty. His mama shoulda told him to change because what is he supposed to do now that he's like a hundred degrees and is now in a hundred degree weather? Probably die from heat stroke. And push through, Merle fiddles with the end of his t-shirt as he continues, "My name's Merle. Uh, Merle Dixon and... err, heh.... Welcome to the neighborhood or somethin'."

"So yer the welcome wagon?"

He gives a high pitched laugh because this is harder than he expected and he's fumbling hard. "My mama said that I should welcome ya cause yer new and ya probably don't know nobody yet. Plus, we're neighbors so its all neighborly like to say hello."

"And ya didn't bring nothing with ya? No cookies or nothing," her voice is definitely teasing like those kids at the park he hated seeing. He doesn't like voices like that cause it always means they're making fun of him. He clenches his fists and takes a deep breathe.

"We don' got any ta give..."

"Oh, I didn't really mean- It was a joke, ya know? Sorry it was a bad one, huh? Ya don't gotta bring nothin', promise. Uh, so, ye live in the cabin," she pushes past the joke in favor of putting the other kid down and standing up. "My name is Barbra Jean Greenberg and this is my little brother, Gregory. Most people call me Babs or just Barbra and it's real nice to meet you, Merle."

The girl, Barbra, offers her hand to him and Merle plans to smack himself later for how fast he latches onto her hand to shake it. He probably feels all clammy and nasty. Barbra just smiles brightly at him though as if it doesn't matter, him noticing that she was missing a tooth on the bottom row. They matched!

"How'd you lose your tooth?"

Barbra quickly pulls her hand away and covers her mouth as she gasps, "Oh no, you can tell? Ah man..."

"What're you embarrassed fer? Ya ain't notice nothin'? We match," he exclaimed excitedly as he carefully pulls her hands away from her face. "See? Look! Look!"

"We do!"

Maybe its the relief in the realization or maybe its because she's been outside for a good couple minutes, but for whatever reason it is she starts to laugh. Its loud and sudden, like a firecracker going off, that shocks Merle into laughing along with her. Seeing his older sister and this new kid laughing causes little Gregory to burst into little fits of giggles as well. The excited laughter must catch the attention of Barbra's mother because suddenly someone's yelling.

"Barbra Jean! Gregory! Let's get outta this heat already."

The two kids look between Merle and their mother before slowly getting up. Barbra rolls up the blanket and takes her brother's hand as she turns to head towards her mother. She moves to take a step towards her before saying over her shoulder, "I'm gonna talk to my mama about playin' with ye later after we get the house all nice, okay? We'll play out here cause we're sharing a lawn and 'm sure mama will like that she can see us. We'll play again later, alright?"

"That's a promise?"

Barbra nods and quickly shouts goodbye as she drags her little brother along to the house. Merle waves to the retreating duo, a smile on his face at Gregory's shy wave. And the moment he's alone he's dancing around excitedly. He did it! He did it!

"Merle, Sweet Darlin', are you comin' back in," the sound of Merle's mama calling him makes his thumping heart jump.

"I did it, mama! I did it!"

And man, he can't wait for the next time they meet.

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yamithediaperdork · 4 years

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Joey and the baby shop (Yu-Gi-Oh)

Tristen sighed a little as he went into back 2 the crib, his favorite new shop in town. it catered to daddies and mommies and big babies and while Tristen wasn't a mommy or baby, he was the very proud baby of a game shop owner who was spending this weekend flying out and explaining to his board of directors why he'd been seen in public in a tiger themed onsie with the crotch snaps staining from a clearly used diaper. (Ironically Tristen had told duke that the little waddle outside during the day was a bad idea but the little guy had been SO fucking cute pleading he wanted to show off..) However this meant that Tristen had no one to baby this weekend, a thought that left him gloomy. Still he could always browse around the shop and use Duke's credit card to get the little brat a few things. He was heading for the back wall where the uber thick diapers were held. unlike most of the noticeably thick adult diapers, these ones practically bragged they were like wearing a pillow. Super pricey but if you wanted to feel totally helpless it was the best. since Normally Tristen preferred that duke have a little bit of mobility he didn't get these often but he figured they might help the little guy decide to stay inside for awhile when he got back. The last thing he expected to see though as he got there was a familiar blond biting his lip and looking over the different designs. and holding a large adult pacifier in his one hand that was blue and had 'mute button' on the mouth guard. Though many would of expected it to be Yugi that Tristen was seeing, it was in fact his best buddy JOEY! "ah man..I dunno if I want the dog bone ones or the dragons one!" he was whining softly, not realizing that Tristen was of course behind him now. "If you want MY advice..I'd go with the dog bones. more fitting." Tristen said, grinning ear to ear as Joey twirled around and looked at him, going bright red in the face. "T-TRISTEN!"

Joey had been saving up for months for this. truthfully he'd been the first to laugh at and make fun of duke when Tristen had shown the little diaper baby off, but truthfully he'd just been so jealous he could almost barley see! he'd rushed into the shop to see what they had and had fallen in love with the sight and idea of the waddlers..but their price meant that even after saving up this long, he'd be on a ramen noodle diet for the next two weeks. He figured with Duke heading out of town his daddy would of gone with him and that THIS was the time to come in and get his diapies and a paci.. and now. "I..I..I thought you were with Duke!" Joey said, almost worried his hair was going to catch fire with how hot his blush was. "well I was going to, but he said it might be better if I stayed behind. I think the real question is..I thought you said this big baby stuff was, and i quote 'For little losers who can't get it up so they have to shit themselves.' " Tristen asked, folding his arms across his chest. "Well uh..see..the thing about that.." Joey fumbled for a excuse and then out of the corner of his eye spotted a container of baby powder and dropping his paci he grabbed it and squeezed with both hands. His intent was to blind Tristen, grab the diapers and paci, and then pay at the front and run home. However despite how hard he pressed, nothing happened and Tristen just reached over and tugged it from his hands. "It's sealed so that big babies like YOU don't make a mess in the store." Tristen explained with a smirk. "Now how about you pick up your paci, come with unca Tristen so we get a shopping cart." "I Uh..I.." Joey whined and then poked to fingers together, feeling his bladder getting fuller and weaker by the second. "I..I don't have enough money to really go all out soo-" "Did I say we'd be spending YOUR money? it's clear this is your first full on dive into second babyhood and -I- for one am not going to let my best friend half ass it. now be a good boy and pick up your paci, then hold my hand." Tristen said. getting lightheaded, Joey nodded numbly and bent down, picking up the dropped paci and then standing up..and holding out his hand. "Good boy~"

Tristen chuckled at how fast Joey slipped into little guy mode in his head. he didn't wanna give the little guy a reason to dart out by laughing too much as they got one of the large shopping carts and without asking Joey if he wanted to, picked up the blond and stuck him in the baby seat on the front of it. (Naturally the shops baby seats were meant for well, bigger babies and Joey fit with ease even as he looked around wildly, sure that everyone they knew would be there suddenly.) As Joey started to squirm in a fashion that Tristen knew very well he laughed a little out loud. "I think before we do too much shopping maybe we should get Lil Joey to the little boys room." Tristen said. "I uh..Yes unca." Joey said, his voice going softer then normal even as he fidgeted around. 'heh..I'm starting to wonder if it's all tough guys wanna be babied or if it's just a aura I give off.' Tristen thought, trying to take the shortest route to the customer bathrooms as Joey rocked back and forth now, a clerk giving them a knowing smile and speaking into a walkie talkie. "get prepped for wetting accident, by the waddlers." the clerk said low enough that Tristen heard it as he was expecting it, but Joey missed it. as they got close to the bathroom's there there was a maintenance sign up, they were closed to be cleaned. "uh..think you can hold it buddy?" Tristen asked. a second later as Joey let out a sob and a smelly mini waterfall happened he had his answer. "Guess not."

Joey tried to stop his sobbing as he totally pissed his pants. the last time he'd wet himself like this when he'd gotten home his dad had beat his ass, and now he half expected Tristen to do the same. at the very least he knew the employees in the store HAD to be mad at him but as Tristen lifted him out but grabbing him under the arm pits..the clerk just chuckled and smiled. one of them opened up the paci that had been in the cart in popped it in Joey's mouth, and despite himself he found himself nursing away on it even as the tears still flowed down his cheeks. "So, got anther cutie huh.. you wanna grab a pack of diapers and go and change him?" one of the clerks asked. Joey was standing on his feet now, rubbing a eye and sniffling and holding onto Tristen hand as he spoke. "Yeah, grab me a pack of the dragon waddlers. you know I'm good for it, and er.. while I'm in there can you get me a different cart for wittle joey here?" he asked. "heh, of course." Joey blinked and the tears slowed, Tristen wasn't REALLY gonna put him in one of those MASSIVE diapies right here in the store was he? how would he hide it!? he tried to voice his concerns but since no one spoke pacifier his pleas fell on deaf ears as they were led to the employee bathroom with unca Tristen carrying his..HIS diapers in one hand by the strap and holding Joey's hand with the other.

Tristen felt bad for the little guy, the first public accident was always the worst and he KNEW what a bastard Joey's dad was. that just meant that he'd have to be extra sweet and nice to Joey though as he got him into the employee bathroom that Tristen was amused to note had a adult baby changing station in it. 'Knew some of these guys were wearing!' he thought. tugging Joey's wet jeans off, Tristen just tossed them in the trash even as Joey whined behind his paci. "I'll buy you more big boy clothes to make up for it, they're soaked, smelly, and were coming apart anyways." Tristen said. Joey huffed but diaper argue anymore as his undies were removed too, along with his socks and sneakers. "Before you huff, i can get you sneakers here. they'll be a little childish but no one will think twice if you say you just got them on sale." Tristen said. he'd of tossed out Joey's shirt if he thought he could of gotten away with it, but Joey seemed to of read his mind and got a death grip on it, trying to glare at him even as he nursed loudly on his paci. 'I wonder if he knows just how silly a death glare looks like this.' Tristen wondered then just got him up on the changing station. it was supplied with wipes and powder and Tristen made sure to get Joey nice and clean, pausing though to hold up a very brown stained wipe when he'd been wiping Joey's cheeks. "I think some silly little man needs to learn to wipe better." he teased and tickled Joey's tummy, making the rapidly going full on little boy giggle and coo behind his paci as he squirmed around. Joey wasn't shaved but Tristen didn't have the means to handle that at the moment, though made a note he'd have to shave him when he got him home, and finally took out one of the diapers from the pack. it was about the thickness of two pillows and was white with cartoon versions of duel monster dragons all over it, acting goofy and Tristen noted that Joey's whining and squirming had stopped as he looked eyes on the diaper, listening to the crinkles as Tristen unfolded it. it was then that something very very cute happened. even as Joey was having the stiffie reaction most big babies had, he reached out with his hand, opening and closing them in the universal baby/toddler sign of 'me want!' "hehehe lift your bum up for Unca little guy." Tristen said. not even DUKE had been this fucking cute during his first diapering (and if memory served he'd given Tristen a black eye flailing about) and Joey was just a good widdle boy and lifted his hips up as high as he could, looking at Tristen and wordlessly asking if that was high enough. Tristen responded by getting the thick diaper under Joey's butt and then counting him with a fair amount of baby powder, rubbing some of it in and making Joey drool and moan around his paci, his feet curling. "You're a good boy Joey. a super good little boy. Unca Tristen doesn't care about your accidents, he just wants you to be happy." Tristen coo'ed. it was apparently more then Joey could take and with a muffled moan the silly little baby started to make a mess, though Tristen tugged the diaper up and caught it. "Good boy Joey. such a good..little boy." Tristen coo'ed. Joey grinned behind his paci, though his eye lids were drooping. Tristen decided it might be better to just pay for some of the stuff here and now, and he'd bring Joey back tomorrow. Tugging the sleepy guy up into his arms, and a arm under Joey's massively thick butt, he planted a kiss on Joey's forehead. "so, are the diapers just as awesome as you pictured?" Tristen asked. Joey gave a sleep nod when wrapped his legs and arms around Tristen as best he could and rested his head on the bigger boys shoulder, quickly falling asleep. '...Ok fuck being his Unca..when duke gets back he has a new little brother.' was all Tristen could think as he headed out of the bathroom. the end

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rewrite the stars (haechan) part ii. genre: royalty au, slight fluff, angst summary: after 17 years of living normally, haechan receives a life-changing announcement waiting on his doorstep.

part i. | part iii.

it’s been a month since the whole south korea knew about the reestablishment of their monarchy with haechan rightfully claiming his place

it was also painfully obvious that the crowned prince has heart eyes for kim yeri and you’re not saying he’s been gushing over her for a month

but he was and still is

the dreamies probably knew what yeri’s family’s lineage was by now

or how yeri likes her frappucino in starbucks

caramel frappucino with java chips, non-fat milk, still with whip

“somehow you don’t have to open your mouth to make my head hurt,” you cut through haechan’s daily rant on how yeri looks perfect wearing the school uniform which is ridiculous tbh

you’re wearing your school uniform yet he doesn’t notice you one bit but instead, your best friend makes snide remarks on the faded ketchup stain on the it you got weeks ago

renjun pops out from god knows where and sits in between you and haechan. you notice the dark bags under renjun’s eyes.

his words came out sluggishly, “it’s been an ugly day, guys. tell me something beautiful.”

“kim yeri”

yup, you were done with this whole kim yeri fiasco so you grabbed your backpack in a swift motion, leaving the dreamies dazed and confused

“i’m eating her food,” haechan announced in case chenle swipes your lunch

mark scoffs, glaring at the prince then muttering a “wow, so insensitive” under his breath before grabbing his things to search for you

the rest of the dreamies looks back at haechan silently chomping down your food. haechan shrugged, “what”

somehow the empty classroom at the abandoned fifth floor enveloped you in a weird sense of comfort though it was deemed to be haunted by most students. this had become your safe place when you didn’t want a proper interaction with another human being.

throwing chalks from a distance, you released all your pent up distress towards the board. you heard a slight shuffling from the hallway. maybe this was a haunted classroom.

“breaking chalks? is this how you relax?” mark asks, leaning against the door frame

you roll your eyes at him, “be thankful i’m not throwing a fit like the hulk”

mark finds a chair by the corner of the room, afraid you’ll throw something heavier than the chalk you were holding.

“may i ask why you’re here? this is a haunted place y’know”

“shut up mark, i don’t believe in ghosts. plus, i’ve had enough with yeri and her pretty eyelashes, her pretty uniform, her pretty new lip tint, her pretty new hairstyle, pretty kim yeri”

“sounds like haechan wants to be a kim yeri to me”

“more like, he wants to be with kim yeri”

mark hears the desperation in your voice so he walks towards you, gets the chalk in your hand, and flicks it somewhere else. one minute you were standing side by side. the next minute, your face was buried on his chest, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent of his perfume.

“i’m jealous, mark, and i hate it.” you confess. “it feels like he’s rejecting me with every pretty kim yeri rant he does”

your voice came out muffled which sent vibrations across mark’s chest. he giggles.

“what a whiny baby”

you break from the hug and sent a glare to which mark found adorable

“who’s a whiny baby?”

“you are”

“there you are!!! i’ve been looking all over the campus for you,” haechan remarks nonchalantly. he drags you out of the room before absently sending mark a look you can’t seem to comprehend.

“you could have just texted me, mark.”

haechan hauls you all the way to the field. his long strides didn’t let your short legs (compared to his) match with his quick pace.

you break from his vice-like grip on your wrist. “what the fuck are you up to now, hyuck? if you’re looking for someone to listen to your--”

“it’s haechan to you”

“i don’t care!!! i’m going back--”

“i want you to be my partner for the royal gala this weekend”

“what”

haechan sighs. this time he repeats his words, emphasizing each syllable. “i. want. you. to. be. my. partner. for. the. royal. gala. this. weekend.”

“so, like a date?” you teasingly raise a brow

haechan replies with a roll of his eyes, “no, dork, more like a companion to the gala so the prince won’t end up dateless”

“HAH LOSER YOU SAID IT”

“NO I DIDN’T”

“SURE THING, DATE”

“SHUT YOUR FACE I’M GOING BACK TO THE CAFETERIA AND YOU BETTER LOOK DECENT ON SATURDAY”

“NO PROB, DATE”

fast forward to the royal gala

everything inside the grand banquet was exquisite, like made out of gold exquisite, resplendent, and just really stunning. families from high-class societies, politicians, and royal families from other countries swarmed the venue with their classy suits and gowns and matching fancy jewelries,

and yet, here you are, looking like a garbage bag with studded fake gold earrings

you feel like a fish out of water hearing girls around your age asking each other who the designer was for their gowns, their tropical island hopping and how they practically hid from the sun so their skin would remain milky white

they also enthused about prince donghyuck’s exotic looks. hypocrite little bitches talking about hyuck’s skin color.

you were busy cursing the girls inside your head, you barely even noticed haechan standing right in front of you

“you look so...” haechan trailed off right about time when you snapped your head towards his voice

“...so”

“so-so”

you wanted the ground to swallow you whole when you heard the girls suppress their snickers. you put a lot of thought into your whole outfit ever since he invited you. haechan was being an asshole and it definitely got to your nerves.

“you could’ve asked yeri instead of embarrassing me in front of them, loser. i didn’t want to be here anyway.”

“i can’t do that”

“why the hell not? you’re haechan, you’ve got an ego bigger than a balloon.”

“i was gonna ask her but it’s more convenient for me to ask you, okay”

that hurt. so much. for him, you were just convenience. he wasn’t even willing to bring you to the gala.

were you that easy to push around? or is it because haechan has a hint that you have something for him and he decided to take advantage of it?

haechan scrunched his face, bewildered at your reaction. you feel your heart going to burst any second and not in a good way. this was all too much for one evening.

“why are you getting worked up? you know what, i don’t understand you these days. you’re always throwing a fit. you’re acting so immature.”

maybe you were acting immature and maybe, you also had feelings for him that you can’t even conceal anymore at this point.

“c’mon, you’re my best friend. you should be of convenience.”

“that’s not what a best friend is haechan”

“wait, where are you going”

“out of this stupid place”

just as you were about to walk past the doors of the banquet, you heard the host introduce your best friend as “your royal highness, prince donghyuck”

what you heard next shot chills down your spine and tears forming in your eyes, threatening to fall down at any moment

“and bethrothed to the prince, your grace, duchess yeri of seoul”

that was enough for you to end up on the entrance steps of the royal mansion, sobbing your heart away. haechan claimed you as his best friend but spoke none of this matter to you. it would have been nice to confess your heart out to him before all of this arranged marriage thing just so you could let go of the feelings you had for him

but that’s not how life works, honey

“wanna get out of here?”

you glance at the owner of the voice, mascara streaming down alongside your tears. mark plastered a warm smile, almost apologetic, as he held out his palm for you to clasp.

“aren’t you gonna support your best friend?” you choked on your words a little but a sense of bitterness still escaped

“i’ve done enough supporting for the night. let’s go get chocolate ice cream.” mark winks at you playfully, making you feel a bit better on the inside.

with that, you gladly followed his steps, hand clasping the other like you were gonna wobble when mark lets go.

haechan saw everything, nails digging deeply in the skin of his palms

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midnightrose1520 · 7 years

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Mafia AfterDeath: Chapter 11; First Encounters

( Helllloooooo everyone. I'm sorry it took so long to update the story ;3;. I got very busy lately with weekend events with family along with school things. My life been a little hectic. From me expecting a new cousin to school life being very stressful of what I'm post to take next year for classes. Also getting pretty ill. Stupid cold weather lol. So anyways here is chapter 11! Also if u guys are unclear on things or like to ask me things go ahead :D!! Anyways here we go!!!) " Here u go Reaper hope this will fit you well", said Red smiling leading Reaper his clothing. Reaper looked at the clothes smiling, "Thank you so much Red. I appreciate it. I feel embarrassed wearing this thing", Reaper referring to the very sexy, revealing, and hot maid dress he was forced to wear by Darkness. "I can tell also being how tacky it is", Red commented on the maid dress, "The bathroom on the left". Reaper nods smiling and going in to change. A few minutes later Reaper came out wearing comfortable sweats and a red tang top. "Wow! Those fit you great!", Red says smiling while Reaper nods, "Yea guess were the same size". While down stairs Geno cooking dinner humming happily. He always enjoyed cooking a lot ever since he was taught by his mother. Flipping over the salmon squeezing lemon and dashing salt on there. The smell just filling his lungs gives him a smile knowing that they will have quite the hearty meal tonight. Everyone comes down to the dinner table waiting for the food to be served. All of them making some small talk about things of the recent events of the day. Finally Geno comes out serving everyone their plates of delicious their delicious dinner. Reaper eyes sparkle a little tasting the food, " Wow! Mr. Geno this is amazing! I never had anything this good. Did you really cook this yourself?", Geno nods quite proud and lightly blushing by Reaper praise, "Yes indeed doll. I cooked it all for this evening". His brothers chuckle at him a little making kissy faces. Geno shoots them a hard glare blushing much brighter making Red and Edge explode with laughter. They can tell Geno certainly has a crush on the musician. "You act like u never tasted a home cooked meal", Red says to Reaper. Reaper scratches his cheek a little, "Actually I never have. I'm a orphan my parents abandoned me when I was an infant", he says a little quietly. Red's eyes grow soft with sympathy, " That quite sad to hear". " Well they were quite stupid abandoning you. It cowardly to just toss your responsibilities that way. I understand it could be hard with money to care for a baby but you just have to make it work", Geno says looking at Reaper, "cause I sure as all hell wouldn't abandon my child if I ever had one. Especially when they missed the best thing in the world of having you in their lives". Reaper blushes at the kind words, "Your t-to kind Mr. Geno", he says shyly. Geno gives a warm smile, "Why of course doll. Besides seems we're all orphans here", Reaper tilts his head, "Your all orphans to? So then did u get adopted by a rich couple??". Geno shakes his head, "Nope doll we were never adopted. See we grew up on the streets where we all eventually met and became our own family. Supporting and caring for one another". Geno family nods their heads in agreement. "How you get all these riches then?", Reaper ask curiously with Pappy responding, "That is a longgggg story.", he puts briefly. "Yea no kidding." , Blue says in agreement as well with his older brother. " Yes we went through a lot of hardships while on the streets.", Red says a bit thoughtfully. Reaper looks to Red. His eyes a deep lovely red with his white hair making his eyes stand out more. Though on the tips there dyed red. A scar over one of his eyes though along with smaller scars on him as well. He looks to his hand and sees a engagement ring. Reaper's eyes sparkle. "Oh who the lucky guy or girl Red" , pointing to his finger. Red blushes a bit giggling, "Oh to Pappy there". Reaper looks to a bit of a blushing Pappy, "Heh yea. Red is my soon to be wife.", Pappy says scratching his cheek. Geno smiles, "Yep though u two are already like a married couple.", he says chuckling. Red and Pappy explode in a blush. Reaper giggles and smiles, "So then how u two meet?" ( there u go!!!! Reaper belongs to @renrink Geno belongs to @loverofpiggies Swap bros and fell bros are owned by there respective owners!! Hope u enjoyed peace!!)

#Mafia Afterdeath #reaper!sans #geno!sans #swap sans #swap!papyrus #fell!papyrus #fell sans #honeymustard #edgeberry #afterdeath

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badhomestuckfanfiction-blog · 7 years

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Homestuck High - Chapter 9

Homestuck high Chapter 9: The Gertrude Bass, a homestuck fanfic | FanFiction

~This is the final chapter so once I finish it I'm FINALLY FREE... Until I find another fanfiction :(

im so thunkful for da revows im gettin for tha stry nd I DO NOT NEED HELP WITH IT OK I AM FINE my brother woz arrested an then i cldnt come on for a whiole but now dis stry is goin in a whole knew direction xP so haters u can fuck off go smewhere else ok fuck u

~Rude

Three weaks

~Three weaks

has past sence dave left Jade at the hospice wuh the babys an he ha#s climabed the ther mountain.

~Don't remind me

~Also, wasn't it John that was climbing the mountain?

He creid tear s thst wer like his eys color while scoopin the mountain.

~Wait a minute what? It's normal for a troll to cry their blood colour, but for Dave to cry red tears is just... Ew

The snow glew a crimson white and he creyd more. In the distence he saws Dad and Kanayon makeing out agenist a thistle branch in snow.

~Kanaya is canonically lesbian so no. Also, pedophilia

"Dad!" Dave squeels an d fingers his hand to Dad.

~But Dave doesn't have a dad

"What do you DO hear?"

"Suloux is delfowering menkind and so we must proscetate." Dad gloomy said.

~What the shit

"ok." Dave said.

~It's been a while since we had an underwhelming reaction

They makes there way to Dads controiversial limo and jump in to it.

~Controiversial limo

they sat around all sad like in silence. Huffs and puffs later, Dave bestotted a idea to the crowde. They eagerly wait in anticipatio

"I knmow what to do." Dave said. "We forum a band."

~How is that going to help?

"Dave you stupid." Kanaya moodely says,.

~My thoughts exactly

Dave glewered "NO." Dave had the shoulders of a politatician lookin over his polatical sun glasses. "do you FOOLS not get it? We...shal...defeater soluxe with the power."

~The power of what?

"Sugoi." Bro

~Where did Bro come from?

said aND gave dave a bass. Dave nods.

"You see..." Dave holded up the bass. "this is waht its about. the bass."

Kanaya genntley tooched

~Tooched

the bass. "This is a god catch. Bro u did really well catchiking this bass. Suloox will not stencil a chance."

~Stencil a chance

Bro smirks. "Heh. We'll im all aboot

~H O W A B O O T Y O U E H ?

thee bass."

Dave fingered the scales of the bass. "Dad pull out the intesticale

~Intesticale

thingys and make guitaer strings for the bass." he paces the bass unto Dad who then fingers the bass.

"Yes..." Dad smelled the bass.

~What the hell

"freash air will be punish in to submisson at the sounds of this bass."

~Wat

Roxy wakes into the limo.

~Where the hell did you come from

"Hey gays whaddup."

~I don't think this is intentional but it's funny because literally everyone in the car except Dad is gay

"Valliant fool, do nt speek!" Dave wept gravely.

~Ok

"Dad speeks to the bass."

"...oooooooookkkkkkk..." Roxy stooped back wards and ontto Bros lap. "o-oh...B-bro.../"

~No stop

"Conference over. let us name.," Dave sermoned. the others nodded.

"...I know!" Roxie pooped up a light bulb.

~I did not need that image in my head

"Basselback."

Kanaya cackiled meaningfuly "Take your trash ridden nickelshit out of hear fuckgirl."

~#Kanayaworstfriend

Roxy poouted and snuggles into Bro's chest hair.

~No

"Meanie butt."

Dad decaded the limos stage. "I know. The Gertrude Bass."

~I don't know what that means but I'm not sure if I should look it up

"The Gertrude Bass!?" everyone exclaimed in a heat of inquisititivty awe.

~Wat

Dad through his hands toward the heavens skys and his non-political glasses pushwa themseluves up his nose.

~This means something but I can't figure it out

"all these darnded industrial kids these days weaving there origaminal band names. So...we take an ugly name (Gertrude after my fifth mistress) then adding the bass...we are all about gertrudes bass."

"Yes..." Dave beckoned then he fist bumped the air. "YES."

~The air doesn't want your fist bump

The Gertrude Bass plotte d and plannted there plans. Roxy demanded they must cover the song Poronograph by Nickelback, and they agreed.

~No

Dave was the leeds vocalis

~Leeds vocalis

and plays the Bass. Kanaya was heavy metal drums

~She doesn't play heavy metal drums, she is heavy metal drums

and even peareced her spetim and her tongue in three places.

~No

Roxy dawned lolita fashion

~NO

and plays the sexaphone

~Not sure if intentional typo or not

and Bro on egglectric guitar

~Egglectric guitar

and Dad was going to be the back in rapper like Marshall.

~Would be a more fitting role for Dave

Kanaya boy friend pap frank

~Wat

was gonna join but he decided they where too confirmist for his delicate tastes so makes out with Kanayas tougne rings in intervals.

~What the hell

Dave took the microphone and begin singing the Niclelbuck song:

"Look at this photograph...

Every time I do it makes me laugh

How your eyes get so red

And what the hell is on Daddys head?

~Wat

And this is where I grew up

I think the present owner fixed it up

I never knew we've never went without

The second floor is hard for sneaking out."

In the middle of the song Dad or 'Daddy' did a rap of imrpovisation and then they all stopped to celebrate with cheetos and pepsi max.

~#NotSoSubtleProductPlacement

It was a god feeling.

"Daddy. I like that."

~That's really creepy

Dad purred at Dave who lost his eyebros.

~Wait a minute what? Why is Dad calling Dave "Daddy"? This is some CaNWC level shit

Somewhere in the icy mountains, sollex heard the song, and made arangments with his brother skrollex

~Troll reproduction doesn’t work like that

to counteract The Gertrude Bass.

The bass was coming.

did u like it? pls reviw

~AND THAT'S THE END OF IT

~I'm kinda disappointed that it didn't get a proper end, but whatever. Time to find a new masterpiece

~I rate -10/10 demon babies, would not Tarvos again

#Homestuck High #Bad Fanfiction

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camelliacats · 7 years

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Just My Way

Another oneshot done for a prompt.

Fic: "Just My Way" [FFN] [AO3]

Pairings/Characters: eventual Lysander Scamander/Scorpius Malfoy, Lorcan Scamander (mentions of Lorcan/Roxanne Weasley), & Dominique Weasley (some Lysander/Dominique), with cameos from the Lovegood–Scamander family

Rating: T

Words: ~6,600

Additional info: romance, slash, angst, AU, Next Gen era, 1st person POV

Summary: He'd always had a plan. Lysander knew how to get the best out of life. Then things changed. Couples broke up. Friendships strengthened. And he found love.

"Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own." —Robert A. Heinlein

Robert Frost once said that, given a choice of two roads, he'd take the one less traveled. I have come to my fork in the road. At first, I thought that I'd have my fine little life. It was all laid out for me:

Marry Dominique Weasley, the love of my life. Buy a beautiful house not too far from my own, childhood home. Have at least one or two kids with Dom. Heh, they would both be blond… Maybe one would have my baby blues and the other would have Dom's deep, amber–hazel eyes…

My plans were derailed when the possibility of him reared its ugly head.

I ended up taking the most treacherous path. I can't believe it, even looking back now. But I did. Few had gone the path before.

But, Merlin, it led me on the most amazing adventure.

Things began in seventh year. Hogwarts was almost a closed chapter on my life. Things were really looking up for me, too. Hagrid was dead-set on me being his successor for the Care for Magical Creatures class. My friends and I would be adults in the Wizarding world.

I, Lysander Scamander, and my twin brother, Lorcan, had already turned seventeen long before our last Hogwarts summer came around. But by the time that summer arrived in May, so many things were changing with us that it was hard to keep track of it all.

"You're dating Roxanne?" I asked Lorc as he and I hung out outside during the weekend.

Lorcan smiled like a hyena—i.e., dangerously. "Ooh, once she grabbed me and snogged me, there was no turning back." He paused. "Well, I have to admit, I was a little worried about Freddie wanting to kill me, but he seems fine with it." He sipped at his pumpkin juice.

"Yeah, well, he's her twin brother. Just make sure you never accidentally grope him instead of her," I stated, laughing when my brother blushed and glared at me.

"Oh, there you two are." The owner of this third and new voice tramped over to us on the green and plopped down between us. It was Scorpius Malfoy, a fellow seventh year and a friend. He was in Slytherin, sure, but he'd always been a nice bloke. Actually, Lorcan probably would've made a good Slytherin…but his smartarse attitude fit just as perfectly in Ravenclaw. I was fine with humble little Hufflepuff.

"What's wrong with you?" Lorc asked as Scorpius popped the top of a can of our fizzy pumpkin juice.

Scorpius glanced at him. "You don't happen to have any of that firewhiskey on you?" he inquired with a furrowed brow.

Lorcan, despite my protests and reasoning since he was a Prefect, grinned and quickly splashed some into Scor's drink. The Malfoy son drank right up. "Bad day, my dear Head Boy?"

"The worst." Scorpius sighed and stretched out his legs. "I broke up with Rose."

Both my twin and I gaped at him. "You broke up with Rose?!" I exclaimed.

He nodded. "I've had it. She's only ever…PMS'ing." He frowned and stared at the can. "I just… I don't think I ever want to deal with another girl for the rest of my life. I mean, do you two remember when I dated Lily a little bit before getting together with Rose?"

Lorcan whistled, and I offered half a smile. Yes, Lily Luna Potter hadn't been the right match for Scorpius at all. And she'd told him. Very loudly, I should add. Very nearly in the middle of the Great Hall

"But Rose… Rose is so much worse. Merlin, I felt like a battered husband."

Lorcan rudely burst out laughing at Scorpius' comment, and I glared at my brother. I turned to Scorpius. "What, did she actually whale on you?"

"Not physically, but must she?" His gray eyes looked so much older than his seventeen years. "You both know her. She can be a brute, but she chooses words over actions. I can't recall a day that went by without a verbal beating from her."

My twin and I exchanged a look. Lorcan got his attention. "Mate… It's good you got out of there, then. You shouldn't let anyone treat you like that. Not even Rosie. Sheesh, am I ever glad I dropped my crush on her ages ago!"

I quirked an eyebrow. "If 'ages' means 'one and a half years ago.'"

Lorcan stuck out his tongue at me. "Don't you have Dominique to go snog?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes, standing up and brushing grass off my trousers. "You know what? I think I'll go study for the Transfiguration exam on Monday." As I walked away, I heard my brother exclaim about his forgetfulness about the test. Of course. Some things would never change.

Others… Others would.

"Aw, poor Scorpius," Dominique stated when we rested in the Hufflepuff common room Monday night. It was late and we should've been heading in to bed, but I hadn't spent much time with her lately. I felt I owed it to her to give her some of my time. She was my girlfriend, after all.

I nodded. "I'm…kinda and kinda not surprised at Rose's behavior."

Dominique shrugged, her blonde hair falling behind her shoulders as we sat on the couch. "Rose is Rose. It's hard to rein her in, and I doubt Aunt Hermione felt like doing that all the time. I doubt Uncle Ron even tried. So we now have Hell in the tangible form of Rose."

"That's awful."

"But that's who Rose is." Dom yawned and leaned towards me, kissing my cheek. "Goodnight, Lysander. I'll see you in the morning."

I nodded and watched her head up to the girls' dorms. Me? I remained downstairs and spent nearly half an hour staring at the dying embers in the hearth.

My mind was in a dark place. All I could think about was the fragility of human relationships. I mean, what if we weren't meant to be with someone at such a young age? What if it was better to delay love until we were older, wiser, more experienced?

There was one minor contradiction, that experience came from taking risks, but—for some reason—my conscience dismissed it.

I sat back on the mustard yellow couch and gazed at the ceiling. Look at all the evidence I had before me: Scorpius had failed twice, once with Lily and once now with Rose. Lorcan had failed miserably with Lucy, yet another Weasley girl. Albus was too paranoid for his own good, but that was understandable; James had been through so many relationships in all his twenty-one years that his younger brother had become too cautious without having ever dated a witch. James…well, James often hit and missed, though his most recent relationship with a Ministry of Magic worker seemed to be going pretty well from what Lily said of the witch.

Me? Well, I'd only ever dated Dominique. She and I had clicked instantly, and I thought it was amazing and so fortunate for me to find my soulmate so early on.

However, now I wondered. Were she and I really soulmates? How would I ever know if I never went out with another girl?

Was I just Dom's boyfriend for the sake of being her boyfriend?

…

That thought stuck with me. When I went to sleep that night, I knew something had changed, and not just because my dream consisted of spending a day with one of my closest friends, Scorpius.

My dream-self was looking at love in a wholly different light.

My dark and dreary thoughts festered inside me for the rest of May. I never let on to anyone—to not Dom or to Lorc—what ran constantly through my brain. Mainly it was because I was too worried they'd worry too much about me.

However, whenever I met Lorcan's eyes, I knew he sensed some kind of change in me.

Guiltily I would look away.

Dominique… Dom didn't see anything wrong, though. She kept on going on as if everything were perfect. I guess that hurt more than anything else. If she was supposed to be my soulmate, then shouldn't she realize the conflict inside me?

Guiltily I would wish she'd take off the rose-colored glasses and actually see me.

Our other friends were too busy to pay me much attention. Luckily Rose steered clear of Lorcan and me as Scorpius hung out with us more and more. I didn't want to be on the receiving end of her tirade. Roxanne sometimes joined us, and she was a breath of fresh air; she didn't really think like a girl. She was much more acclimated to hanging out with the boys, which made it less awkward for all of us.

Guiltily I would wish Lorcan didn't have her so he could wallow in my dark ponderings with me.

Actually, when Lorcan was off with Roxie, Scorpius spent much of his free time with me. He could make me laugh and forget about the realities of life—and still we managed to finish our tough Charms homework.

Guiltily I would swipe an extra glance at him and plead silently for him to speak with me about what really ran through my brain.

I think it was then when things first began to form between us, but I wouldn't recognize it until later.

Not until later when things were smashed to bits.

When Dominique left me, it was a horrible moment. Mainly because I had hurt her. But not because I wished for our romantic relationship to continue.

"You hang out with Scor too much," she told me at some point halfway through June. She flicked her ponytail over her shoulder as we walked downstairs to the dungeons for Potions.

I gave her an amused look. "What do you want me to do? He's finally free of his girlfriend and he needs a mate."

"Yes, I get that, but you're his friend, not his girlfriend," she retorted.

I sighed. Yes, Dominique could be like this. She took this cue sometimes from her older sister, Victoire. Victoire had a habit of overblowing things…and Dom apparently had picked that up at some point in her life.

She stopped in front of me and glanced up coyly, a motion she could pull off well despite being not much shorter than me. Dom even batted her eyelashes, something that I usually found cute. "Why don't we plan a little date? Just the two of us. What do you say?" She batted her eyelashes again…

…and I…

…I backed away. Something inside me told me finally to stop. It told me that there was a reason I had been spending less and less time with her. It told me that there was a reason I was becoming more immune to her ways.

I was sick of her, and I hadn't even realized it.

When I did realize this, my mouth popped open slightly and I gaped at nothing in particular. This was not the reaction for which she'd hoped, and she took it the wrong way.

"Well, I can see where your mind is going," she said slowly.

No, you don't.

"Maybe we could plan those things."

No, we couldn't. And shouldn't.

Dominique tried to look seductive. …Merlin, I wonder when I'd become so resistant to that? "I'll find something…comfy to wear."

"No, don't."

"What?"

Oh, hell. My eyes widened when I acknowledged that I'd voiced my thoughts. I…couldn't believe that had just happened. I was always so careful to think before I spoke. I couldn't believe I had let this happen.

Her face fell. "What?" she repeated, hissing and drawing her brow down into a glare. Oh, Merlin, I had never seen such fury in her eyes.

I closed my mouth and floundered to explain. "Well, you see… What I meant was—"

"No, no, no. It was clear what you meant." Her eyes glistened as she held up a hand to shut me up. "I thought you'd been wandering further and further from me."

"Dominique, I—"

"Shut it!" Oh, gods, she wouldn't even meet my eyes! "You… You've grown distant, and I don't know why! I—I've given my all to you, but…"

But I couldn't give her my all. I kept my mouth shut, my revelation tearing chunks out of me. I…didn't love her.

Oh, bugger—had I ever?

…

See now what I meant about being too young to understand what a relationship demanded and meant?

"I…I'm sorry," I rasped, dropping my gaze to the floor. My fist tightened on the strap of the rucksack slung over my shoulder as the guilt settled in for a long stay. "I'm sorry, Dominique."

"Please, spare me." She said it, but there wasn't any heat in her voice—there never would be, because that wasn't her. However, she didn't look at me. Instead, she returned the way we'd come, no doubt going to the lavatory to cry.

And I was the one who'd made her cry.

Hell, I wanted to cry.

Almost a full fifteen minutes after she left did I finally pick up my head. I didn't know if I should go to class or hide in the dormitory or what. My mind had kind of turned to mush at the thought of my being a heartbreaker.

At that point, footsteps interrupted my thoughts. I turned and found Scorpius walking up the staircase. "What's wrong?" he asked, immediately frowning.

Ah, I must've still had the hippogriff-in-the-lamplights look on my face, so I quickly mustered a smile. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm just…feeling a bit of indigestion is all. I think I'm going head to my room and rest a bit."

"But Potions is going on right now," he stated, pointing behind him.

"Oh, er, yeah… Well, I can explain to Professor Slughorn later." I tensed when Scorpius joined me on my step and looked me up and down. I really hoped he wouldn't press me.

"You know, you don't look too good, Sander. I'll walk you back to your dormitory. And not as a Head Boy, but as your mate."

"Mate… Er, yeah." We walked back to the Hufflepuff common room, he blocked his ears as I gave the badger portrait the password, and Scor followed me inside. "You didn't have to join me," I told him over my shoulder. "Shouldn't you be getting back to Potions so I have notes to get later? There's no way I'm going to rely on Lorcan's. He finishes his classwork and then snoozes for the rest of the time."

Scorpius laughed a throaty laugh. "Aw, Lor isn't that bad. …okay, yeah, he is. He's the reason I got kicked out of Potions today."

I turned around fully after shedding my outer robe, and I put my pack on the nearby armchair. "What happened?" I asked.

He moved his shoulders as if he meant to shrug. "Oh, Roxanne gave him a new Wheeze from her father to try. Lorcan thought it'd be funny to test it out during class. Slughorn thought I was the culprit and therefore banished me from class today." He grinned. "On the bright side, I can play hooky with you."

I twisted my pursed lips around, half frowning, half smiling. I know, that made no sense, but I think we've all experienced that at some point or another. I ruffled my hair and took off my tie and then faced him. "I'm not playing hooky," I corrected. "I'm not feeling too well, remember?"

"Sure you're not," he stated with a kind smile. But I got the feeling that he didn't believe me one bit.

Oh… His eyes forced it out of me, damn it. See the effect he has? He can get me to laugh, he can get me to take my mind off things, but he can also get me to speak. "I…had an altercation with Dominique."

He stared at me. "Oh. I'm sorry, mate. Witches can be real…witches."

"We broke up."

Scorpius did a double-take. "You're jesting. … You're not?!" He collapsed on the same couch Dom and I had occupied as a couple not that long ago.

I sat beside him and watched the fire. "I…never loved her. It just took me a long time to realize it. I like her, but it's not love. She broke when she saw me realize that. It'd actually been running through her mind a lot recently," I added with a dark laugh.

He fixed his stern gaze on me. "Sander, that's not funny at all."

"…no, it's not." I released a slow and easy sigh. "She says I spend too much time with you, funnily enough."

He chuckled softly. "Maybe she's been spending too much time with Rose." We shared a grin at that, but his eyes showed true concern. "I'm here for you, Lysander. Dom… Dom might change her mind and take back what she—"

I shook my head. "She won't. Dominique never takes back what she says. Honestly, that's okay. If she can find someone better, then good for her."

"There isn't anyone better."

"Thanks." I reclined on the couch and fell asleep to the sound of crackling flames and Scorpius' awful tries at cheering me up. When I dreamed, it was of another day spent with Scorpius.

Ha, if only he were a girl.

Exams were a mixture of ease and difficulty. I passed all my N.E.W.T.s, of course. Lorcan passed with flying colors. Scor did as well as me…meaning we both came up behind Lorcan. Sheesh, for all he was a smartarse, Lorcan was bloody intelligent. Ravenclaws. Ugh.

I barely remember the graduation ceremony. All I could think about was celebrating with Lorc, Mum, Dad, and Granddad Xeno.

What I wasn't expecting was Scorpius to join us.

He fell into place with our family right after the ceremony. He and Lorcan joined Mum, Dad, Granddad Xeno, and me. He really looked as though he could use a family then.

"Parents," Scor offered by way of an answer. "They're arguing again, and now Granddad Lucius and Grandma Cissy are going at it." He rolled his eyes. "I'm used to it by now, but I don't want to deal with them right now. I mean, come on! We've just graduated! Some, the top of the class," he added with a look towards Lorcan, and Lorcan laughed, "but it's an otherwise happy occasion for all." Scorpius looked to our parents. "Might I join you?"

Mum and Dad glanced at each other before Mum smiled. "Why not? Are you going to join us for dinner, too, Scorpius? Or just dessert?"

He was confused as we made our way out of the crowd. I chuckled as Scor asked, "Uhh, doesn't dinner come first?"

"Not necessarily," I told him.

Scorpius paused, and I hung back with him. "Well, then. Dessert first, it is," he stated with a smile.

I raised an eyebrow. Okay… Whatever that meant.

At Florean Fortescue's, we really enjoyed ourselves. Mum and Dad caught up with Florean, who reveled in their adventure stories since he never went on any himself. That, and Florean adored Mum since she was a close friend of Harry Potter's and a main hero of the Battle of Hogwarts.

Lorc, Scor, and I snagged a table by ourselves and ordered our ice-cream. We joked around, remembering some of our best ups and downs throughout our seven years in Hogwarts. It was hard to believe that it was all over now.

"…and I bid you adieu now," Lorcan said, standing and leaving money for his share. "I promised to see Roxie right after. I'll prolly be back for dinner, but you can start without me."

Scorpius frowned. "Might I…stay past dinner?"

Lorcan beat me to answering. "Oh, go right ahead and stay over, Scor. There's no need for you to put up with those dragons on what's supposed to be your day…and night." He waved us off as he darted back out onto Diagon Alley.

The Slytherin faced me. "Well, I guess that settles that."

"You might want to rethink that," I replied, pushing my ice-cream around with my spoon and mixing the crackling sprinkles with the whipped topping. "Our house…leans this way and that, remember?"

"Eh, kinda. I've only ever hung out with you guys a few times outside of school, and I've never come over." Scorpius paused. "Um, what do you mean by 'leans'?"

I laughed. "My family's crazy, remember? A crazy house for a crazy family."

"Yeah… I've been wondering, Sander…" He finished his cone and wiped his fingers on his napkin, careful not to get anything on his sleeves; he was definitely an image-conscious Malfoy. Then he locked eyes with me. "You're not crazy like the rest. Lorcan, yes. You, no. Why is that?"

I thought about his question. "I dunno. Maybe I'm weird in some undiscovered way."

He smiled. "But weird can be good."

Oh, how I wished I'd known what he'd been thinking then.

Scorpius coming to visit and stay over happened a lot that first summer out of school. According to him, it was only a matter of time before Draco or Astoria asked the other for a divorce. I felt horribly for him, but he told me that he'd seen it coming ever since he was a child. He also added that everything would be fine as long as he had his best friends: Al, Lorc, and me.

That didn't do much to disperse my worries. I wanted to see him in a better mood. He was fine when he was hanging out with us, but he couldn't be with us all the time.

I tried thinking up ways of getting Scorpius to really feel better again, but nothing would come to mind. Ideas weren't my department; Lorcan was always the one to think up ingenious things. I… I…

I was Lysander the Hufflepuff. Great. That would haunt me for the rest of my life, wouldn't it?

At least my friendship strengthened with Scorpius. That was probably the best thing for him, to have friends when he couldn't have a family. Although Mum and Dad seemed perfectly fine with taking on another son whenever the case called for it.

So, yeah, my friendship with Scor was really strong. It couldn't be broken by anything, I'd like to think. But I was a Hufflepuff, not a Ravenclaw. I could easily be proven wrong.

At the beginning of fall—September—Scorpius stayed an entire weekend with us. Mum and Dad had left on one of their extravaganza trips, and Granddad Xeno was busy with The Quibbler, but the adults trusted us with the house.

That meant they trusted me to make sure Lorcan didn't go nuts and throw any parties.

I did a good job of keeping my brother in line. The house survived that weekend, thank Merlin. But that was more Roxanne's influence than mine. She and Freddie were going to be turning seventeen soon, and she kept hinting to Lorcan about possible birthday gifts. I hinted to my brother about gifts myself, since our own birthday was coming up in November, but I didn't think he was listening. He was too caught up in the Weasley twin girl's pewter eyes.

Ha.

…oh, Merlin, how I remember being caught up in someone's eyes.

That left Scorpius and me with the house. I was the first one up one morning towards the end of Scorpius' stay, so I went downstairs and started breakfast. The smells woke Scor up, and he came downstairs yawning. That was a sight to make you smile, you know. He was completely "Scorpius," without a hint of "Malfoy" as he yawned and squinted like any other person exposed to the bright morning light.

"That smells wonderful," he commented groggily. He paused and gaped at the spread. "Merlin, Sander! How the hell did you manage to make this much so fast? Was I really asleep that long?" he added, glancing at his watch.

I shook my head. "No. I had the Nargles help me."

"…Nargles?"

"Don't ask; you wouldn't believe me, even if I explained."

He half smiled. "Er, I could try—for you. But…maybe not, sorry, mate."

We ate, and I cleaned up with his help. After, I went back up to my room to straighten out my books. He followed behind.

"So are you really going to train with Hagrid? And become the new Care for Magical Creatures professor?"

"I was thinking about it." I kicked a drawer closed and surveyed my bedroom. I laughed. "When I go to live on the grounds while learning, you can have my room here. Mum and Dad won't mind."

His cheeks flushed. "Yeah, well, Luna and Rolf have been really good to me. I wouldn't want to impose on them." Scorpius was weirdly quiet. "Hey, you want to play Quidditch?"

"You know I'm horrible," I said as we headed outside anyway. I knew he'd changed the subject, but I wasn't going to press him as to why. He'd tell me eventually; I knew that.

That was how you easily waste a whole day on Quidditch, folks. Somehow, I managed to score a few thirty points over Scor. …yeah, I think he gave them to me, too, ha.

When nighttime fell and I got ready for bed, I organized my books again and again.

"Do you realize how often you do that?" Scorpius asked, scaring the Wrackspurt out of me.

I glanced at him and then went back to work as he came in. "Well… Before I train with Hagrid, I was thinking of joining my parents on a few expeditions. You know, get some hands-on experience with weird and wonderful beasts."

The look he gave me as he sat down beside me… He did not look happy. "So you're going to be gone before you're gone?" Scor whined.

"Eh, you'll have my books to keep you company."

"I'm not moving in here, Sander."

"Funny, I thought you had," I said with my version of an impish, Lorcan smirk.

Scorpius frowned, though. My stomach flip-flopped. I hadn't meant to discard the seriousness of the subject. "Lysander…"

"Sorry, sorry," I said quickly. I shoved my books out of the way. "There, look. See? No talk of the nasty me-going-away-before-I-must. At least, not right now. But…I am kind of planning it, Scor."

"Yeah… I'll be waiting for you, you know that, right?"

I nodded and smiled, happy that he was happy again. "'Course. That's what mates are for."

He stood and shoved me playfully before leaving for the guestroom. "Yeah, yeah… 'Night, Sander."

"'Night, Scor."

Hmmm.

It was torture going with Mum and Dad to Croatia.

I had no idea about half of what they spoke of and I had half the motivation they did to expand further on it. Croatia was beautiful, sure. The people were nice, and the language was sweet and lyrical. The creatures my parents found were amazing and sure to make Great-Granddad Newt jump for joy, as he would surely be writing about them in his next bestiary.

I was miserable.

I didn't even know why. Well, one thing was that we came close to missing Lorc's and my eighteenth birthday. We did stop by Granddad Xeno's to celebrate, but Lorcan had turned up by himself. I thought it strange, since he should've brought Scorpius with him. Apparently Scor had returned home.

Oh. Okay. Well, he was allowed to do that. Scorpius could do anything nowadays. Hmmm, that made me wonder what he was going to pursue as a career…

Anyway, our birthday was strictly a family affair that year. Then Mum, Dad, and I returned to our journey of Eastern Europe. I learned a lot about new creatures and about old species. I felt as though I could really bring something to Hagrid's class and maybe even something to a conversation with the kind half-giant. He'd be delighted to receive firsthand knowledge of dangerous animals he'd never get his hands on…I hoped.

Christmas was a damp holiday spent somewhere near Moscow. Yeah, I had no idea how we'd ended up there, either. But I slept through most of our stay there.

I was beginning to get really bored of these expeditions.

That was only one effect, though. My mood also grew increasingly dark, kind of like when I'd originally taken a step back to reevaluate love.

And Scorpius wasn't here to make things better.

By the time we reached Romania and visited Charlie Weasley and his dragons on the Dragon Plains, I was fairly homesick. I saw the dragons and watched them with envy. I wanted to sprout wings myself and return home.

We made the rest of the journey through Europe with similar ease and lack of injuries. Actually, that was rather funny. For once, neither Mum nor Dad had hurt themselves out in the wild. Lorcan would be happy to hear this; they were the reason he was studying to be a Field-Healer, so he could travel with them and care for them whenever something went wrong.

By the time we finally made it back home to England, it was May. Sigh. I'd spent more than half a year travelling. Merlin, I was so glad and thankful to be home.

Lorcan was home to greet us before ditching for a date with Roxanne. He congratulated me, though, for keeping our parents alive. That was something funny.

Something not funny? Lorcan hadn't heard from Scorpius in a while.

"He's been around, sure," Lorcan told me when we spoke off to the side one night after at the end of May. "But he hasn't been around."

"What does that mean?" I asked exasperatedly.

"I've seen him in passing in Diagon Alley and I thought I saw him a time or two with Lucius—ickk—at the Ministry, but he barely acknowledged me. I think there's a lot on his mind."

"You've got that right," I said without thinking. "He's got a lot on his mind."

Lorcan looked at me as if I were Fluffy's mother. "And how do you know that? You haven't seen him at all."

I blushed, wishing I hadn't voiced my thoughts. "I just do." Well, I felt as if I did. But I wished I knew how I knew that, too.

Apparently, June was doomed to be Dominique Month in my life.

Halfway through that month, I was shopping in Diagon Alley on my own. I had to visit Eeylops for owl supplies and Magical Menagerie for other creature treats and items. I'd start working under Hagrid the coming school year, and I wanted to be ready months in advance.

At the same time, Dominique just happened to be visiting Victoire, who apparently was apprenticed to Madam Malkin and was very good as a seamstress witch.

Dominique just happened to be at the window as I passed by.

Dominique just happened to exit the store then.

"Hello, Lysander," she said curtly, just happening to stand in my way so I'd have to interact with her.

"Hi, Dominique." I hesitated. "How are you?"

"Oh, fine." She fidgeted with a stray thread on her sweater. "How are you doing?"

"Fine, fine… I'm going to start my internship with Hagrid in a few months."

"Oh, yeah. We'd talked about you doing that before." Those words hurt me, and I'm pretty sure she knew it. "Well, I've got to go. I'm helping out Uncle George work on a few new Wonder Witch products, and I hope to help him improve his love potions and Daydream Charms."

"It sounds as though you're doing well."

"Yep…" She trailed off. "I would've been doing better, but what's a single girl to do?" She sadly smiled and left me there, wishing I weren't such an idiot.

In my head, as I entered Eeylops, I heard what Scorpius had told me almost… Oh, Merlin, it was a year ago. But his words stuck with me, regardless.

"There isn't anyone better."

Nice of him to say about me, but where was my "anyone"?

At that moment, I saw through the window a pale face and blond hair trudge into Florean's across the street. My heart jumped into my throat as my mood both rose and sank at once. I knew it had to be him.

Inside the ice-cream parlor, I found Scorpius off to the corner. He was finishing his cone when I reached him. "Scorpius," I breathed.

Scor looked up. Recognition dawned on his face as he saw pale blue eyes and not cerulean—an important distinction, as Lorc's eyes were a little darker than mine. He hopped up and embraced me tightly, squeezing the air out of my lungs.

I patted him on the back until he released me, and we sat. "Yeah, it's good to see you, too, mate."

Scorpius heaved a large sigh. "Sander, it's been…hellish without you."

I furrowed my brow. "Scor, what the ruddy hell's happened? Lorcan said he'd barely seen you."

"I'm…training. To be an Auror."

Despite the other customers in the shop, it was deathly quiet. He… He came from a family of Death Eaters… His family had been nothing but trouble until Astoria, who had a spotless reputation, had married Draco. Scorpius was the first male Malfoy without a blemish on his life's story.

He nodded. "I know, I know… It's been trouble, believe me. No one wants to trust the son of a liar and the grandson of a former chief Death Eater."

I frowned. "Scor… Are you sure you want to pursue this?"

"Most certainly. I've wanted to do something with my life all along. Al is training with me, too."

"Oh." Of course. He and his best mate were studying to get the same job. I felt slightly deflated, but that couldn't be helped. Yes, I was close to Scorpius, but I wasn't his best mate. That was Al, not me. But… I smiled nevertheless. "Scor, if that's what you want to do, then I'll help in any way I can. Maybe I can loose some Nargles on your family if they pester you anymore?"

"How'd you know…? Never mind," he said with a wicked grin. "You always did seem to know me better than myself."

"Better than Al?" I joked.

"Yeah."

Oh. Not the answer I'd thought I'd get. "So…," I started, pulling a Scorpius and changing the subject. "When do you have free time?"

He winked. "This weekend. You, Lorc, and I need to hang out. There's far too much to share."

I nodded. "All right. I'll see you then."

Scorpius stared off into space for a sec. "Yeah… I'll see you, Sander."

Mum and Dad left that weekend to spend an adults-only weekend with their friends—Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and the lot. I told Lorcan that Scorpius was coming over, and he said he'd stay for half of Saturday.

"It's a big weekend for Rox and me," he said. "Rox and I…"

"Oh, Merlin, I don't need to hear the details of that part of your life, brother."

Lorcan grinned. "Why not? It's fun to share those thoughts."

I grimaced. "Please no."

He laughed. The git.

Scorpius and Lorcan came home together from London in time for lunch. We ate and sat around talking about what had gone on the past several months.

"Oh, please don't ask any more about Turkey," I stated as they cracked up. "When you confuse two words of that language, it's most certainly a recipe for disaster."

Lorcan snorted. "You think that's bad? I've had to clean up some of the worst diarrhea—"

"AWW!" Scor and I groaned, laughing.

"Hey, hey, hey! When it's magical, it tries to be permanent and penetrating!" Lorcan snorted again as I'm sure I turned green. "Haha, look at the new Slytherin!"

Scorpius laughed along with him. "Oh, Sander wouldn't have lasted a day in my House." He looked at me. "You would've been gobbled up."

I stopped laughing as color flooded my cheeks. Whoa.

Lorcan glanced at the clock and cursed. "Ah, hell. I'm on the nightshift tonight so I can have tomorrow with Roxie." He got up and clapped Scorpius on the back. "Good to know I don't have to post bail at Azkaban, mate." He looked to me. "Good to know you didn't let your mind frolic with Mum's and Dad's, brother." Lorcan saluted us and left the room. "Goodnight, sleep tight, and don't let the Nargles bite."

I chuckled as Scor and I cleaned up. "Okay," Scorpius said, "one day you have to explain the Nargle thing to me."

"Old family joke…maybe."

Merlin, I was tired by the time the house was put in order…okay, so it was a Lovegood–Scamander house. Nothing was ever in order. But you know what I meant.

Upstairs, I found my books had been rearranged. One was even missing. "Argh, I'm going to kill Lorcan…"

"Looking for this?"

I turned around and saw Scorpius standing in the doorway with the absent tome. I raised an eyebrow. "May I please have my property back?"

"No."

"I asked nicely, Scor."

"And I said 'no,' Sander." He glared at me. "I know if I return this that you'll leave again."

I gave him a look. "Well, yeah, I'll have to, but I'll return eventually. Come on. Don't be upset with me. I hate it when you're upset with me."

His eyes smoldered. "It bugs you, doesn't it?"

"Yes, it does."

"It bugs you when I'm down, doesn't it?"

"Yeah."

"It bugs me to see you bothered," he stated with a sigh, giving up.

"Well, thanks," I said as he strode over to give me my book back, "but it'll blow over if you just stop—"

I froze. Well, it wasn't as though I had much of a choice. I couldn't speak. Scor was snogging me and quite feverishly, I might add. As if I wasn't boggled enough, my whole body reacted when he pulled me closer to him. Oh—Oh, Merlin… If this was heaven, then I never… Mmf…

I couldn't believe that just happened. I mean, it was Scorpius, my mate and fellow man in heartbreak. I was me, Lysander, the Hufflepuff everyone kind of liked and yet overlooked.

"Weird is good," he whispered, repeating against my lips the words he'd said to me over a year ago.

I couldn't even mumble, so I nodded. His face was so near mine… My mind was fuzzing… Stupid Wrackspurts…

"I…don't want you to go." Scor's gray eyes bore into my pale blue ones. "Do you understand now? I didn't want you to go last summer, either."

"I…don't want you to be unhappy," I rasped, surprised I could find my voice. I kicked myself for being such an idiot. Of course his happiness being the only thing that mattered to me meant that. It was so bloody obvious.

It was obvious that was why Lorcan had been in Ravenclaw and I had been in Hufflepuff.

Scorpius' eyes darted around the familiar room. "Then don't let me be unhappy," he said, his eyes finding mine again. He snogged me again. "Understand?"

"We were the only ones who could ever fully understand the other…"

He nodded. "Al is my friend. But your opinion and contentment matter the most to me, Sander." Scorpius snogged me some more as our shirts found their way to the floor. "You matter the most to me, Sander."

Needless to say, we shut the door. But Scor had it right, and you mean the same to me, Scor. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

Oh, and of course, dessert first.

Quite fluffy, but nice and smexy at the end. Oooh, gawd! I want Scorpius! Lysander's so damn lucky!!! X333 There's so much potential! And I think I handled them well… Ooh, Merlin! *blush* This Scorpius was sooo delicious, I don't know if I like him better with Lysander or Lorcan! The whole "Good night, sleep tight, and don't let the Nargles bite" bit is something my sis and I shared, and I don't think anyone else uses it, sooo…claim! XD Give a little mention if you use it! :D Ah, and I should mention: This title comes from a song of the same name by YUI. Give it a listen. c:

Thanks for reading, and feel free to leave an anon/unsigned review via the FFN link or comment via the AO3 link at the top of the post, especially if you enjoyed this!

~mew

2017 note: D'awww, I rly still like this old fic of mine. XD It needed some decent revision, but the story's still the same, and I forgot this had been in first person. But I'm glad it was; letting Lysander tell the story worked out well here, and I can see how my headcanons for him took shape here 7 yrs ago, with how passive and rather soft-spoken I made him. I've had various ideas for the Malfoy family over the yrs, but I'm glad I've only written them as dysfunctional as they were here just a few times. Scorpius… He's a good boy. He and Lysander deserve each other. -w- (I also went on to write so many Scorander fics after this… *lol*)

#hp #harry potter #scorander #lysander scamander #scorpius malfoy #<7500 #romance #slash #angst #au fic #next gen era #rated: PG13 #1st POV

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More MLS Musings!

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This is slowly becoming a tradition; emptying my entire “Musings” folder into one epic blog post at year’s end.

That’s not to say that these are by any means “leftovers,” but rather I often try to come up with a “theme” in my MLS Musings, and sometimes, those really great pics waiting in the queue just continue to wait, and then wait some more.

If you’re a long-time reader, you know the things that really irk me.

Blurry photos, photos with people in them or reflections of the photographers, photos of inanimate objects like the microwave or a plant, bad staging, sideways photos, etc.

Then there’s all the craziness that doesn’t irk me, but puts a smile on my face. Agents that are too lazy to visit the property, so they screenshot a Google Maps image of the house, or how about the insane things that agents will write in the MLS description?

I hate it all. And I love it all at the same time.

So today, let me regale you with everything that I have left, and see if I can fit these into some themed sections…

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First, let’s start with the MLS write-ups, shall we?

Call me a stickler for the details, but this is a classic example of inventing a phrase for your own benefit:

What is an “open concept, one-bedroom” anyways?

Is that anything like……………..geez……………..I dunno………………a bachelor condo?

Maybe!

Let’s take a look at the photo from this “Open Concept One Bedroom”

Well, I’m no real estate expert, but that is a bachelor condo.

Maybe this is all part of that trend toward not “labelling” people anymore. Like callling the homeless, “housing-challenged.”

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Here’s another gem, although this one is a bit more honest:

True.

This unit does have an “unobstructed city view.”

For now…

But you could literally put a timer to this “unobstructed view.”

It looks to me like……..maybe………..another six months…

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Tell me if you immediately understand this reference:

If you do, great. We can hang out.

If not, then you’re too old, or too young.

And no, I’m not going to tell you.

But in a related story, we had a class called “Vocal Music” in 1991 when I was in Grade-6, and Mr. Isman told me we would sing the lyrics to any song that I transcribed. So I wrote out all the lyrics to Sir Mix Alot’s “Baby Got Back,” and the poor teacher had no choice…

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What a-hole wrote this, honestly?

I understand “marketing.” Yes.

But aren’t you driving away 99% of the buyer pool to catch 1%?

And this listing wasn’t anything special, nor was it screaming “cool, single guy.”

They would have caught far more flies with honey, in my opinion…

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If this is actually permissible, then why do we even have listing agents?

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Screw single people, right?

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Before you suggest that this is a relgious thing, I can assure you there was nothing religious-sounding about the agent’s name. Just sayin’.

Maybe it’s just an agent whos’ being honest?

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This is just really, really overselling…

This was at 1 Bloor, by the way. I get that 1 Bloor is “expenisve,” but that doesn’t make it luxurious, elegant, world-class, etc.

I’m so tired of people equating over-priced, expensive things as automatically being worth it.

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Jesus!

How high is this condo?

No seriously, it’s not on the 188th floor of a Mimico or Oakville waterfront condo.

It’s on Homewood, near the Keg Mansion…

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Is this meant to be facetious?

Spectacular view of the QEW? Is this a language barrier, sarcasm, or somebody that really believes looking at a highway is a selling feature?

Why not come up with some choice others?

“Fantastic sound of garbage chute at all hours of the day.”

“Wonderful smell of sewage plant.”

“Splendid taste of lead in kitchen tap water.”

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How about some epic staging fails?

Let’s start with……hmmmm….

….ah, this one!

I’m a minimalist by nature, but that’s a little too bare for my liking.

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One of the most difficult parts of an agent’s job is to show prospective buyers what various rooms are for.

Like, the kitchen! What do you do in there? Gymnastics? How in the world is somebody supposed to know that you cook in there?

Same goes for, say, a closet.

That’s why it’s so important to stage a closet with three hanging shirts…

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Awesome outdoor space!

That turquoise rug really ties the space together!

Except…………how do you get in the garage, which is advertised as the parking space on the listing?

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How about some design, layout, and feature fails?

I understand the “beer fridge” in the man-cave.

And I have a mini-fridge in my office.

But this just looks a wee bit out of place…

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By the same token, I think this “renovated kitchen” as described in the listing might have benefitted from an architect, designer, and child with a ruler and calculator:

I guess nobody ever uses the staircase to the basement?

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For this next one, let me say that I’m biased. I’m a huge fan of outdoor spaces.

I’m also a salesman, so let me put a positive spin on this….

….”Things like sunlight, air, space, and not feeling like you’re in an outdoor prison cell are overrated!”

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Wine cellars are awesome!

It’s a great way for people who know nothing about wine to pretend that they, in fact, do.

It’s also the perfect place to store rainwater in your new $4,000,000 house…

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This might be the saddest 2-person dinner table I have ever seen:

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Now how about some people in our lives?

This one isn’t that bad, is it?

Either the owner locking up, while the Realtor takes a photo.

Or a Realtor-Realtor team showing that two heads are better than one.

Except, for the fact that this is the feature photo in a listing that has eight photos:

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This one looks really suspicious. If the agent was taking a photo, and this really is his listing, then why didn’t he wait until the owner and her friend left the front door?

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This one looks as though it’s by design:

But is there something I’m missing here?

Is this like showing the water flowing out of the kitchen faucet, like, “This is Todd, and Todd is opening the balcony door to let air flow into the condo.”

Is it part of the marketing? Well-dressed dude-bro lurking out over Liberty Village Parking lot, in front of large wall-art that his designer bought for him?

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Beautiful house here, but can you see the owner inside?

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I’m fairly certain this is a mannequin, and not a real person.

But either way, just……..whyyy?

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And last but not least, are we really putting people out front of the house……….in artist’s renderings now?

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Go ahead, be the person that says, “Buyers will look past it. Buyers aren’t looking at my stuff, or the colour of the walls.”

Tell me I’m wrong to clean, paint, and stage every one of my listings.

Then tell me you think this is the best way to showcase a condo:

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How about a couple of photo arrays?

This is the very definition of “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.”

It’s the same photo, three times.

We get it. The sun sets in the east…

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As for the next one, at least they got 3 of 8 right.

I’m pretty sure in today’s public school system, that’s a passing grade!

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And last, but certainly not least, I don’t know what it was about this photo, it just really made me laugh.

I could call this a “staging fail,” or a classic “design flaw.”

This could be like the fridge in the living room, or the fridge blocking the stairs.

It could be like a giant statue in the front foyer.

Whatever it is, I just can’t help but wonder why the agent didn’t think to mention this to the seller.

I also laugh picturing myself working out while my family eats dinner, so I can’t be accused of “not spending family time” with them.

Seriously, I can picture it.

I’m on the stairmaster, my wife and kids are having dinner, and I’m panting while talking to them.

“Heh, heh, heh, heh, heh…..Billy………eat your peas…..heh, heh, heh, heh, heh………don’t talk back to your mother………”

I would try my hardest not to flick sweat in their mashed potatoes, but I’m a big sweater when I workout. If I’m not dripping, I’m not working hard enough.

I can see something like the above in my future.

Thanks to everybody who submitted a photo or listing caption for MLS Musings over the past year, and I encourage you to do the same in 2019.

Coming up next week, it’s my annual tradition: Top-5 Blog Posts of 2018, followed by Top-Five Real Estate Stories of 2019.

Have a great weekend!

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My cars milage is unknown does this affect me getting insurance on this vehicle?

current odometer reads 106,000 miles . but car has more miles because odemeter was once broke before being fixe i bout a used 94 accord and the odometer currently works but previous owner bought the car with broken odometer. and on( title )/ pink slip it marks odometer reading is not the actual milage..... will this affect me getting insurance on this car.. i dont want them charging me a lot of money for trying to fraud them on the milage will they even ask milage will i be in big trouble if i put the current odometer reading but the company finds out it has more? do i need to go back to dmv and get some paperwork? do i need to point out that the pink slip states milage is unknown? and make sure insurance company documents this befor signing me""

Would Jesus want health care for ALL americans?

Or would he worry about the Big insurance companies not being able to compete with a public option?

How insurance affects life of people?

i need it for my project so plz give me brief inforamtion

What is a good affordable health insurance policy/company?

I need health insurance but I can't afford most policies. My husband doesn't make a lot and the insurance he can get through his job is just too costly. Can anyone help?

""Lets say you just turned 18, and your parents want you off car insurance?""

can that kid go to the same company, lets say geico, and get their car insurance without being tied to their paresnts? do you think the price would really double? parents want to limit liability and put car and insurance under teens name.""

Can you get medical or medicade if you are pregnant and MARRIED?

My friend is married and pregnant but she recently lost her job and her insurance. Her husband is the sole provider and he makes 45,000 a year before taxes but she is not on his insurance. can she still get her pregnancy covered by a government program. We all live in California if that helps. Anyones stories would be greatly appreciated.""

How much on average is insurance for a citroen c2 for a 18 year old?

I saved the money for my first car finally and i love the look of c2's. i was just wondering the average price of insurance if its my 1st car, i am 18 and was thinking about ...show more""

Which is the type of insurance to avoid?

Which is the type of insurance to avoid? A- mortgage insurance B- identity theft insurance C- disability insurance Why?

Insurance cost for new biker?

Hi I would like to ask people in my group of age (24 yrs old) how much would I have to pay for insurance, just passed my CBT and I'm looking for 125cc Cruiser, didn't find anything yet, but I'm trying to calculate the costs. I've checked few insurance sites and made quotes, but still confused.""

Family health insurance plan or individual health insurance plans for each person?

I am quoting health coverage in Kansas for my family since we do not get this from an employer. My agent suggested that each family member have a separate insurance plan instead of one family plan to cut costs. I have never heard of doing this? Any comments or suggestions? Thanks

Help with insurance policies?

Does anyone know websites with insurance policies for events? I'm holding an event and I can't seem to find any proper policies anywhere. It's more of a sporty type event.

How much would car insurance cost for me? roughly?

Right, im going to be driving before christmas and i was just wondering, instead of going through all the fiff faff of looking on the internet for a quote. I was just curious, from a very rough idea how much it would cost per year to insure me. Il be a 20 year old guy by the time i pass my test.never driven before. first time on the road.""

Do out of state residents need California SR22 insurance if they dont go back to California?

I am a permanent resident of AZ and have an AZ drivers license. While visiting California I had a DUI. I settled out of court but an insurance broker wants to sell me a California policy. Do I need California SR22 insurance if I don't plan to return to California? Is there any benefit?

How do i find out auto insurance rates with a company wihtout joining them?

I'm currently on my parents insurance and want to move onto my own

Is motorcycle insurance expensive for beginners?

Why did my insurance go up for switching cars?

I have liability insurance in the state of California. The company is multi state. Recently I switched the vehicle I have on the policy from a 2005 pontiac GTO to a 1995 lincoln town car. I am wondering why my monthly actually went up, vs going down. When I spoke with a representative they explained to me that the GTO is a level 21 and the town car is a level 26 . Was this true? I hardly understand how a 1995 4 door sedan is more costly than a 2005 400hp 2 door. I have had no accidents or tickets hit my record, in all, it only went up $15, but I'm still at a loss about why it went up. Thanks.""

What if I choose not to have insurance on my car? whats the big risk im taking? Do i even need it?

I am 19 years old, I have been legally driving since I was 17, but have actually been driving since I was 15 (Yeah crazy huh?) (My dad was my teacher) Thankfully, I have never been in a car accident. I am a very careful driver. Point is: I want to buy a used car, and I don't feel like having car insurance is even necessary. I'm not made out of money and I really NEED to save the extra cash. Also if you have ever gotten a ticket for not having car insurance , how much was it?""

How much commercial car insurance does one have to have to deliver newspapers?

A question about car insurance....?

Anyone know where top get cheap car insurance for a 17 year old in the U.K

What is the cheapest auto insurance in texas ?

Should a Physicians office require cash payment and retain insurance payment?

A few questions about health insurance (recent college grad still on parent's insurance)?

I asked a similar question yesterday but realized I was a bit vague. So, here's my situation. I am a recent college grad working a job that does not offer me health insurance, and I receive excellent coverage under my parent's plan. I recently went to a job interview for a position that offers insurance, but I would have to pay a pretty large chunk of change for it monthly ($500+, which is a lot if you're working an entry-level position), and the coverage isn't nearly as good as my current plan. (For example, I currently pay $3 for a three month supply of my prescription. The new plan would charge me $30-90 for the same amount pills). I saw a clause in the Affordable Health Care Act that said I would only be able to do this after January 1st, 2014....I really wish this went into effect in 2013 instead! So, my questions are: Can I opt out of this insurance and remain on their plan? If I were to take this job and the insurance plan, would I be able to re-enroll under their plan if I stopped working at this place and worked at a place that didn't offer insurance? (I'm under 26, and my family's plan covers both my parents and another sibling)""

How much would insurance be for an 18 year old?

How much would insurance be for an 18 year old guy driving a 98-02 Camaro z28? I live in Los Angeles, CA. I been driving my dad's car for 3 months and had no problems/pull overs/ tickets etc, i know 3 months is not much but at least some experience. I know it will be high but around how much? Would it make much different if i get a Nissan 350z since its slower? What are some factors that can lower the price.. Can i get the minimum coverage?""

How much car insurance coverage do I really need?

I am paying a mortgage on a house, and am about to get married...I don't own much else.""

Cheapest Car Insurance for Young Drivers?

I'm 19, and I cannot continue driving with no insurance.. im going to get pulled over!... I can afford monthly insurance for about 150/mo but everyone is charing me double that.. i think i tried every company.. any suggestions?""

Plz recommend good/affordable health insurance for 55+?

Looking for a good health insurance for my parents who are 55+. Is there such a thing as good and affordable??? Thanks!

Motorcycle insruance guess for 17 year old female (Indiana)?

I'm a 17 year old female and I live in Indiana so I would not be riding year round. I have good grades and I will have completed the safety course. I'm looking at probably something older and 400cc. If any other under 18 year old has insurance and knows PERSONALLY how much it would cost please let me know.

Why does my car insurance go up when I add on an Immobilizer?

I got a quote for 610 WITHOUT an immobilizer. Just found out I do infact have an immobilizer on my car so amended the car insurance quote and it went up 20 to 630... I thought an Immobilizer would take down the price!

Car insurance? will it go up if no claim is made?

son had car accident, was on partners polcy, wrote car off, no other vehicle was involved, insurance company have found out about the accident somehow (due to one of these no win no fee companies getting his details as he had a passenger in the car who was not injured, but who had not contacted them ) son is 18, wants to get on the road again, but we are worried about how much insurance will cost him. we havent claimed for his car either, can any please advise""

How do we work with insurance companies in California?

We are a Southern California Drywall Company and would like to work with insurance companies. How do we get started?

Which are the Best Car Insurance comparism websites?

Hi Yahooers, I need to re-new my car Insurance and like everyone else I want the cheapest on offer. Deatils are:- I live in the UK, have 10 years NCB, never had any claims and the car is 10 years old. Full licence held for 22years and no points on licence. Thank you for all help given. xx""

Motorcycle insurance?

i have seen things that say motorcycle insurance is ALOT more then car insurance and things that say car inurance is ALOT more then motorcycle insurance and i dont really know if any one will be able to give me accurate answer to my question but i just want an idea of how much the insurance would be for an 18 year old, with a Honda Rebel, in south texas ((or if there is some where i can find out, that would help to))""

How much workers compensation insurance costs in california?

workers compensation insurance cost

Am i covered under my parents car insurance?

i have my license, im 16 and i sometimes drive my parents car; am i covered under their insurance? i think they added me in their insurance. im asking because i have friends at school that drive their parents car, but have their own insurance, and its expensive. so how come they have to pay their own insurance, and im covered under my parents? and when my parents added me did their rates go up? thanks for your help oh and i think i have statefarm""

Any suggestion for an auto insurance?

I'm currently under geico but I realized that they charge me too much.Do you know any auto insurance that is cheaper?

""Hi , i had an accident and wrote my car off, i thought id cancel insurance but insurance company say ?""

that i cant because its a credit agreement , i thought that cant be right im now paying insurance for a car that i don't have , help""

Is it legal for auto insurance companies to adjust rates based on where you live?

I live in California, and I thought it was now illegal to charge more or less based on where you live. Does anyone know the laws regarding this?""

How do i buy car insurance and how do I find a insurance company that suits me (cheap)?

ok so I've seen a car I would like to buy, how do I get car insurance? should I ring a call or get insured online? Also a list of names of insurance companies would be helpful? thanks""

How much will my insurance go up?

I'm 17 years old and i was caught going twenty mph over, this is my first ticket, how much will my insurance be increased?""

Health insurance after i drop out?

hello everyone i am a 17 year old male who chose to drop out of school after getting clean from drugs. now that i am dropped out and sober i am very happy but there seems to be an issue. in january, january 28th to be exact i will be 18 and my mother insists that unless im in school i cannot be covered under health insurance anymore. so my question to you all is, is this true? is there a way i can be covered under her health insurance even after dropping out? if no what other affordable options are there for me pertaining to health insurance? i know of cobra but 500$ a month is a little absurd. so any information would be much appreciated thank you so much!""

How much would insurance be for a 16 year old in GA?

I'm 16, I own a 2005 Chevrolet Cavalier LS Sport- 2 door, live in Athens, GA, drive less than 7,000 miles annually, drive to and from work and school 5 days a week... haha. I just want to know how much it would be monthly for car insurance on any of the companies. Any help would be appreciated. :)""

Im 17 and i need cheap insuarnce on a 1.0 corsa?

i live in the uk. my parents are not with me..soo this means i cant be a named driver. how am i gna get cheap insurance.. give me tips and cheap insuance companies websites please..

Learners permit insurance?

My parents are divorced and my mom took me to get my permit and signed for it. In order to drive with my dad do I have to have a card of her insurance in the car?

Where can I find a good car insurance?

I leave in Los Angeles. at the present time I have insurance with Farmers but I want to change it because it is expensive. I'm thinking about Progressive Insurance, What do you think and what else do you suggest? Thanks""

What does your credit paying history got to do with paying higher/lower car insurance rates?

How can I get car insurance without a guardian?

I live with away from my parents, Im almost 18 but not there yet. How can i get car insurance without having a guardian?""

Should a Physicians office require cash payment and retain insurance payment?

Why did the president veto children's health insurance plan?

I don't understand.

Is it possible to get different car insurance under the same household?

Hi, So I have a question regarding different car insurance. MY family has allstate for the car insurance. However, I do not want to go under allstate for family reasons. I am trying to get geico for my car. However, my father states that if you were to get geico you would still have to add everyone's name under the insurance policy. I am trying to get my own individual policy without adding anyone under the car insurance policy. I wanted to know if it is possible to get different car insurance under the same household? Thanks :) P.S: I am 23 years old. About to turn 24 years old. I wanted to get my own individual policy without adding anyone on the car. The car was a gift from my parents to me.""

If your 18 how much do u pay for your car insurance?

Best Car Insurance for 17 year old.?

I'm a 17 year old male. My GPA is just below 3.0 last time I checked it. I think its somewhere around 2.5. I've had my license for almost 10 months now. I've been driving for a year and a half, no accidents. Nothing like that I'm a good driver than most crazed kids my age. With my job I currently make about 150 every two weeks I hope that goes up once summer comes around. My grandmother wants to put me on her car insurance and she told me that the car I plan on buying would have to be in her name, and I'm ok with that. When I buy it do I get both our names on the title. She has metlife and my mom has gieco which is the better of the two. And how can I work it out so they dont have to worry about it if i was on there insurance i would pay my part but i want the cheapest possible and im wondering what to expect for a down payment and monthly rates. Thank you If it helps I plan on buying a 2001 Chevy Cavalier and yes its a 2 door so my rates will probably be higher.""

Young Driver. Big Raise in Auto Insurance Rates! Can you help?

My son is 15 and is getting his learner's permit. My insurance company wants almost $200 a month to insure him on my policy. I had low rates and a good record so this shocked me. Can anybody help?

I'm 21 and attending school with no health insurance.?

I was on my parents insurance until they lost there's. What do you do? Health insurance is so expensive.

Health insurance for over 65 yrs old immigrant?

Im looking for health insurance for my parents. Theyre both 65 yrs old and have health issues (although, they dont require immediate health care but just being prepared in case an ...show more""

Best insurance in Illinois?

I am a young adult, soon I will start going to college and I would like to know what insurance would be best and cheapest, because I will need a lot of money for college. Thanks in advance""

How do you put someone on your insurance policy?

I have been insured for 3 years. My bf wants to get a car but with no no claims bonus he is getting quotes in excess of 3000 on the most basic insurance. I've tried to get quotes online to have him on my insurance but driving seperate cars and it seems I can't do this online. Do you have to actually phone them up? I'd prefer to do it online as it's less hassle.

""How much insurance(fully comprehensive, USA) do I have to pay for a 400,000$ car?""

For a 400,000$ car in the state of New-York how much car insurance will I have to pay fully comprehensive insurance. Like a Rolls Royce Phantom Coupe how much insurance has to be paid for that type of car. Don't want an exact number, just round it off.""

How much does it cost to run your car per month?

Including tax, insurance, petrol etc. What car do you drive? And how many miles do you do a week? Just trying to work out what kind of figures I'd be looking at.""

Can you sell a car without insurance?

Hi all, Right, i want to sell my car. I have cancelled my car insurance and the car is parked on Private Land (off-road). The car DOES have valid TAX & MOT. If a potential buyer wants to view/test drive my car, will he be allowed to drive the car on the public road? As i have no insurance, would his Fully Comp cover my car to 3rd Party? The buyer will only be driving it for about 10-15 minutes. Thanx in advance!""

How do I get health insurance?

Ok Im 20 and I don't think I have health insurance. I want insurance to cover basic health and dental too. How can I get health insurance that is cheap and affordable in California? Thank you

What is the cheapest auto insurance i can get?

i got a v8 mustang, the insurance per year is 2,300 im 17 male""

""Can someone advise car insurance, selling car?""

I am due to sell my car soon, which I will be advertising but obviously as I need to keep it on the road whilst advertising I need to insure it. I have received an annual quote from my usual insurance company however do not want to pay for a whole year as this would not make sense should I see the car in a couple of months etc. Would it be possible to pay monthly via my insurance company and reduce the added extras such as a hire car and legal expenses etc seeing as the car won't be in use? And does anyone know if I can cancel the policy straight away once the car is sold and I have confirmation I am no longer the registered keeper? I have never sold a car before so am a little in the dark so far as insurance goes on a car you are not really using. Thanks""

How much would basic insurance coverage be for a 19 year old male wanting a 600cc sportbike in NC?

Hello, I am 19 years old. I was looking into getting something like a 2006 cbr600r or Yamaha r6 or something. I just wanted to know how much the cheapest insurance i could get would be? I have a clean driving record. Thanks""

Do you have health insurance?

if so, How much is it per month? How old are you? what kind of deductable do you have? Feel free to answer also if you don't have insurance? also, do you support Obamacare?""

Insurance on my car after crash?

my car as in a hit and run accident my car was the hit and run car i wasn't the driver my frined was i want to call my insurance company to get it fixed but i dont want to get my friend in trouble can the insurance company tell where the car got towed from and if i tell them i crashed into a ditch and got it towed will they know

Are There Any Affordable Dental Insurance Policys on the Market?

I am wanting some work done on my teeth but do not have dental insurance, where can I find affordable dental insurance?""

Car insurance question?

To cancel car insurance will be 480 plus 50 admin fee to cancel this now ive lost my job. ive had insurance for 2 months and know they are all doing this cancellation fee now but i only got a car for work purposes and now they've made me redundant how i am expected to pay the 530? what can i do is there any options because i simply cant afford that amount.

I Need Some Car And Car Insurance Advice?

Okay, so basically i am 17 and i am currently learning to drive, i have had roughly 13 lessons and it is coming up to the stage where i have to start thinking a car and getting insurance ect... however, i don't actually sort of know how it works,for eg. how do i go about buying a car? is their anything i have to know? and then once i have the car, how do i get insurance and what else must i acquire in able to be able to drive the car legally and at anytime? i don't also actually understand how the insurance works like what is it.. and finally finding the cheapest car insurance etc.. a bit of background knowledge: i'm 17, and the sort of car i'm looking for is a Vaxhaul Corsa 1.2 in black.""

Car accident in California with no insurance. What do do now?

A friend of mine just got into a car accident in California. He was test driving a car. The guy who wants to sell the car was in the passenger seat. My friend was unfamiliar with the area and the guy who wants to sell the car told him to turn right. While doing that he crossed another lane and got hit by a car driving there. Both cars got quite damaged, but no one got injured. Police came and filed a ticket against my friend. He does not have any insurance. What advise could I give him? What should he do next? I don't live in the states so it is kind of hard for me to help him.""

Good grades for car insurance?

I was wondering what type of grade avarage that you need to have to get the good grade discount. and how much of a discount does it give you 100$ 50$ 20$???

Is their a mazda 6 with low insurance in florida?

what year? model?

Failure to provide proof of insurance.?

I got a ticket for failing to provide my insurance card to the officer. I had an insurance card, but it was expired. He told me to fight it in court and it will most likely be dropped. If it gets dropped, does it still appear as a conviction on my driving record. What are the impacts on my insurance rates if it does appear as a conviction?""

Should a Physicians office require cash payment and retain insurance payment?

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