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#Minnie needs a robot arm
kasienda · 1 year
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My three year old daughter came home with a Minnie Mouse figurine, distraught. The plastic toy was missing an arm, and my daughter insisted she couldn’t play with it because it was broken.
I told her that she could still play with it! That some people were born without an arm or that they might get hurt and lose an arm, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t still play or have fun. I explained that some people might get a prosthetic or just have a stub. And she asked what a prosthetic was. I showed her a picture and she was like, “oh! A robot arm!”
When my husband came home, she thrust the toy at him and told him, “Minnie needs a robot arm.”
He was very confused, but he prints and paints miniatures from various table top games. My daughter refers to them as “daddy’s statues.” She knew he could help Minnie. So he dutifully printed her out a robot arm from a warhammer 40k model on our 3d printer, and then they painted it pink and purple together.
All of this to say, look at Minnie Mouse and her new prosthetic!!
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[Image description: three photos of the abovementioned Minnie Mouse figurine. One hand is the classic giant gloved  Minnie Mouse hand: the other is a robot arm, palm upraised toward the viewer, clumsily painted the same bubblegum pink as the rest of the figurine. /end ID]
Image ID courtesy of @wanderingthunderstorm
Here’s a post about how to create smoother miniatures for the anon. It’s about your printer. (Includes more typical examples of my husband’s miniature painting).
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nevernonline · 5 months
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✧.* grow as we go; svt smau.
entry #04 the fall of the empire.
synopsis: over the past ten years you've fallen in love many times. one day someone happens to stumble across your journal sitting out on your nightstand and started posting your entries online. after all of your secrets are leaked it's clear things would ever be the same again.
𐦍 paring: svt members x afab! reader.
𐦍 feat: non-idol! svt, (g)-idle minnie&soyeon, oc's
𐦍 genre/s: reader is super angsty low-key, fluffy, sexual themes.
𐦍 content: swearing, bullying, crazy ex's, mentions of sexual relations, some drinking& mary jane 🍃
𐦍 word count: 1.9k
masterlist ▸ 003. two robots fell in love. ▸ 04.5 plan b?
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Throwing your phone onto your couch, you let out the biggest sigh your body could manage to put out.
How did things manage to get so out of hand so quickly?
First Joshua and now Minnie, maybe karma really had it out for you this time.
In need of a distraction you started cleaning your apartment, scrubbing off any scuffs and dirt that accumulated from your past. It was something you wished you could do in your personal life, just scrub out all of the bad shit and only move forward.
After spending hours cleaning out the grout from the shower and throwing away old memories from your past in fear that they'd come back to haunt you, a knock came on the front door.
You almost pretended to not hear it, just hoping that whoever decided to show their face to you would just save themselves and walk away, but the knocking persisted.
"Look, I don't really feel like- Oh my god, Seokmin."
His puppy dog eyes stared at you as a greeting and his long arms held a basket full of your favorite things, homemade lemonade, popcorn, cherry sour straws, and even a small stuffed animal.
"Sorry, I tried to text you but you hadn't replied and I got worried. I can just drop this off and let you be alone."
"No, please stay. Thank you for coming over, I just didn't feel like answering my phone anymore."
"Have people been talking about the twitter?"
"Yeah, I got about a thousand text messages from everyone, none that I've opened. Joshua, Jeonghan, Mingyu.. I mean it's fucking insane."
"Well, we can both ignore our phones and watch some rom-coms? I even brought a bag full of mini alcohol bottles and stuff to bake brownies."
Seokmin sniffed the air as he removed his coat and sneakers, stepping into your apartment.
"Stress cleaning?"
"Yeah, I just felt like washing away bad energy."
"Don't worry, I showered before I came."
"Shut up."
Seokmin took it upon himself to pre-heat your oven and get started mixing the ingredients for the chocolate mixture. Trying to find a way to ask you about how you felt, but not wanting to pry.
"Look, we can talk about it, Seok. It's okay."
"No, I just feel bad. I mean everything you wrote is private, you're not entitled to have anyone know your dirty secrets and it's just not fair."
"That's exactly what, Minghao texted me. I think I'm over trying to find out who did it, like maybe if I don't add fuel to the fire and act like it doesn't bother me. I can forget about it. It can't get much worse than it already is."
"Don't let Minnie bother you, y/n. She's just upset, it'll blow over."
"I guess."
Passing time with Seokmin felt like exactly what you needed, he was able to take your mind off of anything negative that was going on, part of his basket you didn't see were the set of matching pajamas with both of your favorite Sanrio characters embroidered on the front. He told you he was saving them for a special day, but today was the perfect time to bring them.
Now with warm brownies made and Seokmin's famous lemonade you sit cuddled on your couch, watching the intro to 10 things I hate about you plastered on the big LED screen.
Your phone buzzed on the table, waking you from being zoned out. a name flashed on the screen, one that wasn't a threat to how happy you've felt the past few hours, Minghao.
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"Seok, is it okay that I invited someone?"
"Oh, who is it?"
"Well, Minghao texted me and wanted to hangout. I don't feel like I should shut him out just because of what happened."
"Are you going to tell him to call his dogs off?"
"Yeah, I think I will at least for now."
"Minghao's always been nice, he'll understand."
"I hope so."
After another half hour of watching Kat fall in love with Patrick on your screen and singing along with Seokmin to the movie soundtrack a knock came from your front door.
Unwrapping yourself from the warmth of your friend, you crawled off the couch wrapped in a blanket and ran to answer it.
"I thought I told you not to wear something nice?"
Minghao was dressed in a cozy pair of cargo sweats and a big hoodie, carrying a larger than normal leather tote bag.
"Well, I wasn't about to show up in my boxers. I like your pajamas though."
"Thank you, Seokmin brought them for me. We got matching ones, sort of silly I know. You may laugh."
"No, they look cute. I brought you guys some snacks and wine as a sorry for intruding."
Seokmin's loud voice cheered from your couch.
"Wow, Minghao. If someone doesn't snatch you up soon I might have to. Hi, by the way."
Minghao took your previous spot on the couch, next to Seokmin getting him with a cute handshake.
"How is everything guys?"
"Well, good now. Y/N had sort of a rough morning."
"Yeah, I saw the posts. Did something happen?"
"Well, Minnie freaked out on me of course and I told her to move out. So, I had just been cleaning before Seok came and rescued me."
"Oh, wow. I'm sorry."
"It's alright. It happens I guess."
Seokmin forced Minghao to let you sit in between the middle of them after noticing you searching around the room for the best place to sit.
"Come on, loser."
Your butt found its perfect missing piece sitting between two of your friends both new and old.
"Should we watch Twilight? Minghao's never seen them."
"You've never seen Twilight? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Minghao's eyes opened wider than you had ever seen them, probably embarrassed that the two of you made this little moment about him.
"Stop acting like that's the weirdest thing ever? You guys are crazy."
"Oh my god, you're going to love this Hao."
Seokmin queued up the movie, watching the title sequence splash across the screen as you watched Minghao experience the blue toned film for the first time, catching glimpses at him at all of your favorite parts.
After the movie ended Seokmin was sleeping up against your side, cutely snoring. You tried to subtly remove yourself from him without scaring the daylights out of the by, you woke him up, Minghao was already up and next to your side helping you move the sleeping puppy into your bedroom, so he could get a good nights sleep.
"Thank you."
"I should, get going."
"Oh no, stay here. You can either stay on the couch or you can take Minnie's room, I changed the sheets already."
"What about you?"
"Oh, I'll probably stay up for a while, I have some shit to take care of."
"Are you sure, I'm not intruding?"
"No, shut up. It's late and raining stay here."
"Okay, I'll stay wherever. Thank you."
"No please, stay in the extra room. It's more comfy."
"I think you should, the couch is nice and warm anyway. I like the fireplace."
With a nod you grabbed Minghao a few pillows and an extra toothbrush and snuck away to the room that used to belong to Minnie, packing away her stuff as a final gesture to someone you used to call your best friend.
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Minghao, walked through the closed doorway to find you sitting on your wooden floor, tears drying up on your cheeks, looking at photos of your friends.
He placed the two glasses of red wine, beside you and bent to sit criss cross adjacent to you.
"Sorry I woke you up."
"No, you didn't actually. I was just reading on my phone, I usually go to bed pretty late."
"Oh, okay. This is pathetic isn't it?"
"What? Being upset? No, it isn't."
"No, just me, crying over this. I mean I made most of this mess in the first place and here I am crying over people I hurt no matter how badly they hurt me before. I mean, seeing Mingyu and Minnie hanging out, Joshua and Mimi, I just like am making myself a victim when I'm also to blame."
"Y/n, you are a victim in this too. It maybe doesn't feel like it, but just because you hurt someone doesn't mean they get to hurt you back."
"I guess."
"Does Minnie and Mingyu being alone together bug you?"
"No, she's right as much as I hate to admit it. It can't bother me they're friends too, I guess I just didn't see that coming.
Minghao pics up a polaroid photo of you and Joshua wearing matching college sweatshirts, dated September 15.
"Was this your first day of classes?"
Your laugh came after a couple of sniffles, admiring the smiling pair in the photos.
"Yeah, our mom's were best friends growing up and naturally so were we. We got accepted into the same university, so our first day they took far too many pictures of us. I wonder why Minnie has it?"
"Maybe, by mistake?"
"Yeah, maybe. I normally keep all my pictures in a box under my bed."
Something in your gut was telling you that Minnie having that picture of you in her room wasn't by mistake, but you chose to shove it down continuing your trip down memory lane with Minghao.
"Oh my god."
Minghao held up a picture of you, you were standing with Minnie at a halloween party outside with drinks in hand, dressed up as sexy bottles of ketchup and mustard.
"No, that's so embarrassing throw it away."
You tried to grab the picture out of Minghao's grip as he was sprawled across the floor giggling over you dressed up with a red cone on your head.
"I didn't think Ketchup could be so sexy, y/n."
"Shut up, that's awful. I don't even remember that. I look so stupid."
"No you look nice, actually very original for the sexy girl costume trope."
"Ha- Ha, very funny."
Minghao handed you your glass of wine, laughter now dying out as you sat in silence surrounded by polaroids of your past.
"Can I tell you something, y/n?"
"Yeah, always."
"Well, I found out where the first tweet was posted from, not me actually, Wonwoo. It came from your wifi network, so whoever posted it was in your apartment that first night."
A pit came to your gut, the same apartment you were in now, the walls suddenly looked darker and you decided on chugging the alcohol in front of you.
"Do you know anything else?"
"No, just that the network assigned was yours."
"Can we maybe, stop sleuthing just for awhile? I don't know what to do anymore. I'm really thankful you guys wanted to help me, I just, I get a feeling there's more to this that I don't know or even want to find out right now."
Minghao just shook his head, holding up the bottle of wine asking you if you needed more, which of course you obliged.
"Want to watch something with me?"
"More twilight?"
"No, not more twilight. Seokmin wouldn't be happy to miss that. Maybe, Princess Diaries?"
"I love that movie."
"Me too, come on."
You crawled into the bed, tapping the covers asking him to sit next to you.
"Turn the light off, come on I don't bite."
"Can I confess something embarrassing? I used to think the brother in this movie was someone from the Beatles."
"Oh my god, me too. And that the mom from the parent trap was Princess Diana."
Minghao laughed, reliving a part of his childhood climbing into the bed next to you, afraid to get too close.
You on the other hand were as comfortable as ever, cuddling under the covers, clutching a pillow in your lap watching Anne Hathaway on screen.
By the time Mia was getting her makeover Minghao and you were sleeping peacefully side by side.
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✧.* taglist: @sun-daddy-yoriichi,@hipsdofangirl @kissesfrmwonwoo, @minhui896, @wonwooz1, @porridgesblog, @punkhazardlaw, @jasssy051,
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pacific-rimbaud · 3 years
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Drabble #39: "Hey! I was gonna eat that."
by PacificRimbaud for @grangerdangerfics​ 
Rated M for language and sexual references
Pairing: Pansy Parkinson x Michael Corner
Tags: High School AU, Non-magical AU, discussion of teen sex
"Cocoa Puffs. Nice."
Michael, folded in half and pushing a half-gallon carton of Minute Maid aside to grab the milk, stood up quickly, cracking the top of his head on the ceiling of the refrigerator.
"Shit!" The gallon jug of milk hung from the index finger of one hand, and he rubbed the top of his scalp with the other.
He'd entirely forgotten that it had been Spirit Day, but he was reminded of it by the sight of Pansy closing his sliding back door behind herself, her twiggy legs poking out from the ass-grazing hem of her cheer skirt.
"Can you knock?" he asked, pulling the plastic seal from the cap of the milk. "Is that something you've got stashed away in your grossly under-tapped skill set? Or do you just do pom poms now?"
"Mom says I don't have to." She parked herself on the bar stool Michael had intended to sit on at the kitchen island.
"My mom or your mom?"
"Your mom."
He sat down at the opposite end of the bar, reached over to hook a fingertip into the edge of the bowl of Cocoa Puffs sitting in front of Pansy, and dragged it across the counter toward himself.
An enormous bow, purple with white polka dots, sat at the top of her head, crowning her blunt black bob. Her eyelids were shaded to match. Michael thought he smelled artificial grape, and wondered if it was her lip gloss.
"Why are you in my house, Minnie Mouse?" He poured milk over his cereal, then walked back to the fridge to put it away. Bent over again, he heard the distinctive sound of ceramic scraping across granite, and turned around to find Pansy with his bowl back in front of her and his spoon in her hand, chewing earnestly.
"Hey.” He gestured pointlessly at the bowl. “I was gonna eat that."
She waved at him. "Move on. I have a favor to ask you."
Michael pulled another bowl from the cupboard. "You mean besides letting you eat my cereal?"
She nodded, jamming a spoonful into her grape-flavored mouth.
"I need you to start fucking me after school."
Michael froze.
"Excuse me?"
As she waved her hand again, he fixated on her gleaming purple manicure. Each of her nails was a completely smooth oval.
"It's perfect. I checked, and cheer practice lines up almost exactly with robot group–"
"Robotics club."
"Fucking Legobots clubhouse, and mom doesn't get home until 6:15."
"My mom or your mom?"
"My mom. Your mom gets home at 5:45, so that’s another half an hour at my house, which we might need, I don't know. Anyway, like I said, you're right next door, it's perfect." She took another bite of Michael's cereal.
Carefully, deliberately, he set his new bowl down at his new spot at the island, and sat down.
Slowly, methodically, he filled it to the brim with Cocoa Puffs.
“Is this like a fake dating thing? Are you trying to get Draco back by pretending we’re sleeping together or something?”
Pansy shook her head. “No. It’s the opposite of that. We’re going to have real sex, but no one will know about it. And I’m still not talking to you at school.” She’d finished chasing the last globes of cereal around in her milk, and grabbed the box to top off her bowl.
Michael could feel himself glitching.
“Sex.”
“Yes, Michael.”
“With me.”
“Yes, Michael.”
He rebooted. “Why me?”
“It just makes sense. We’ve already seen each other naked,” she said. “Taken baths together. Slept in the same bed.”
“Yes, when we were two.”
He thought about the photo albums on the shelves in the TV room, and the series of photographs taken of her and Michael standing in a plastic pool in the backyard, arms looped around one another’s shoulders, wearing nothing but My Little Pony and Spider-man underpants, respectively, Michael squinting in the sun, Pansy in pink star-shaped plastic sunglasses, tongue out and hip cocked to one side.
“You can sleep with literally any guy at school. And not to be an asshole, like, get it, for sure, but my understanding is that you kind of do.”
She turned toward him with a look of unfiltered excitement and pointed the bowl of her spoon at him. “That’s exactly it. I don’t. But Cassius—”
“Cassius Warrington?”
“Mm hm.”
Cassius Warrington had graduated two years earlier, and now played college football in a very high-profile way.
“I’ve been texting with Cassius, and Daphne was messing around and said something to his sister who told Graham Montague who told Cassius that I’m incredible.”
Michael blinked. “Incredible at having sex?”
“Yes.”
His eyes narrowed. “Are you...not?”
“No! I’ve never done it.”
He looked down into the detritus of cereal powder floating in his now-brown milk, and suddenly short on appetite, dropped his spoon in his bowl.
“But I thought you and Draco, you know, for what, three and a half years…?”
He wondered why he’d felt the need to specify the half.
“His parents are so weird about all that purity stuff. He went down on me constantly, but that’s as far as it went. But no, I haven’t had intercourse.”
“So...you’re asking me to have intercourse with you, so you can have intercourse with your boyfriend?”
“He’s not my boyfriend yet, but basically, yes.”
Michael suddenly felt defensive.
“Why would you think I’d want to do this?”
Pansy stared at him, then waved a hand down the length of her body.
She was all soft, flawless skin and dark hair and big eyes and long legs and…
Michael breathed out.
“Because I’m me,” she said. “And you get intercourse, Michael. Until I’m good at it.”
“Isn’t that a big deal, though? Like don’t you want to have feelings with whoever you have sex with for the first time?”
“That’s exactly the problem. What do you think of when I say ‘virginity’?”
“I mean, it’s a social and not a biological construct, and there are some pretty gross gender disparities—”
“Exactly. That’s why you’re perfect. I don’t want some guy who thinks putting his dick in me is the equivalent of typing ‘First!’ in the comments.”
“And you think Cassius will be? Why date him then?”
“He’s 6’5”. But you’re an analytical nerd, you’re fucking hot, you’re definitely not going to tell anyone, you’re single—”
“What makes you think I’m single?” He paused. “You think I’m hot?”
She only rolled her eyes. “And yes, the double standards are unbelievably fucking annoying,” she said. “Did you?”
“Did I what?”
“Have feelings the first time?”
He swallowed, and pushed the cereal further away.
“I haven’t done it either.”
Pansy and her grape lip gloss stood up abruptly from the bar stool.
He wasn’t tall, exactly, and she wasn’t short, exactly, but when she and her tiny skirt stepped between his parted knees, something about the way she was still a little shorter than him while he was sitting down triggered a rush of adrenaline, and his gut promptly became a thriving butterfly preserve.
“Are you―what, like, right now?” he asked.
He’d been steadily leaning toward saying yes, but if he did, there was a lot of research he’d want to do between now and the actual opening ceremonies.
“No, fucking dork.” Pansy rolled her eyes, and patted her hands against his knees. “My parents are out of town next weekend, and Cassius is gone for an away game, so he’ll be too busy to text.” She smiled, and it was something less like the Cheshire smirk she flashed at her friends across the quad, and more like the way she used to look when they tore open their first Otter Pops in Michael’s back yard every summer, until they’d turned twelve and both moved on.
“We’re going to be so bad,” she said. “But that’s fine.”
“I hope not. I mean...if we...I’d try. Obviously. To not be bad.”
“It’s not like AP Calculus.”
“No, I don’t imagine it’s anything like AP Calculus.”
Michael glanced at her mouth, glistening and faintly purple, and Pansy’s eyes widened.
Fuck it, he thought.
He settled one hand at her hip and the other at the back of her neck, and then he kissed her.
They separated a full minute later, both breathless.
Oh, Michael thought.
“Oh,” she said.
“Next weekend?” he asked, hand tightening over her hip. “Like, what time?”
“I guess...” She stared at Michael’s lips, and her hips tilted forward. “Whenever.”
Oh, fuck.
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aint-a-babe · 3 years
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Caroling, Kim Seungmin.
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Warnings: none, just some fluff and another confession, holiday season themed :).
Word Count: 1312.
Tags: fluff, soft, Shy!Seungmin, Pining, holiday confession.
Posted originally on my insta (@staybabe_).
A little holiday fun.
Other Seungmin stories: none yet.
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“All I want for Christmas is you” Seungmin said softly, looking deeply into your eyes, his heart thumping faster by the second. He gripped his sheet music harder when you took your time to answer him, he hoped that you could see his intentions behind all of this, he hoped that you would welcome his undying love for you and love him back. 
Your eyes twinkled at his words, a smile creeping onto your lips as you couldn’t help yourself. Your cheeks flushed a light pink and you giggled as you responded. “That’s your song choice?” Your mind started running wild at the thought of Seungmin performing that song.
“Yah, why are you so surprised?” Seungmin whined, covering his face with his glove covered hands. He needed to make sure you couldn't see how flustered he is. You chuckled at his actions and his heart stopped for a second hearing you.
“You’re right, this is stupid” He sighs, he hadnt even started and yet his plan had already failed. His plan being confessing to you with that song of course. He had waited a whole year and the timing was perfect, he needed to sing you a song and finally say how he feels about you. 
“I didn’t say that, not even close to what I was thinking” You smacked his arm lightly, trying to get his attention. “I kinda wanna sing it with you” You speak softly, embarrassed of what you've just said. “What, really?” Seungmin immediately lights up after hearing you say that.
All of his worries wash away when you speak and excitement starts to fill in him. “What am I saying? I’ve never done a solo, let alone a duet. No, I can’t do this” Seungmin’s face immediately falls. “Yah, you have to do it with me. No going back” He tugs at your hair, whining that you made him believe he wasn’t going to sing alone. 
“Min, that’s so embarrassing why would I do that?” You shriek covering your eyes with your hands, while you were explaining why you shouldn’t do it you were making Seungmin more nervous. He gained some courage and grabbed your wrists, pulling your hands away from your face. “Because”
He gulped, noticing how close you two were, your faces only a few centimeters away, if someone were to look at you the angle would make it seem as though you were kissing. He got flustered once again, but he decided to ignore it and blame it on the cold in case you were to ask. “I won’t do it without you”
You pondered the idea in your head, maybe it’ll be embarrassing but you’ll be supporting a friend, and not just any friend; Seungmin. “Alright, Minnie. I’ll do it” You sigh, instantly regretting your decision when Seungmin hands you the sheet music and you see all that you have to sing. 
“Oh no” you whisper, noticing your state Seungmin tries to encourage you. “You’re going to be great Y/n, you’re by far the best singer here.” He smiles down at you and you can’t help but feel more inspired to do this. “Of course I am” You laugh as Seungmin glares at you. 
Time goes by as you prepare to sing with Seungmin. Your group had already met up at the town plaza where you always start your trajectory and then make your way to neighboring houses and shops. You had joined this group 3 years ago, when you had started your singing lessons and your teacher had recommended you to the group.
Seungmin, however, had only joined this year. The reasons remained unknown to you, but boy are you happy to have met him. He made rehearsal much more fun than it was before, and since you had become such good friends your everyday life was less boring as well. 
Unfortunately you didn’t go to the same school, so that meant going out after school and weekends whenever you had the time. Seungmin was far more studious than you, so when you had to study he’d tag along and help you with any concept that you found hard. 
Seungmin had quickly gained the title of your best friend and you weren’t complaining at all. But he definitely was, all he had done to show you how much he liked you only came off as friend behaviour and that boiled his blood. Not that he didn't love being your friend, it’s just that he felt like he was constantly lying to you and he was afraid you were going to take everything the wrong way.
It was finally time, the group was all warmed up and it was soon your turn to sing your duet. You bit down on your lip as you looked around, you had grown nervous once again and you were ready to back out at any moment. Suddenly, you felt Seungmin hold your hand, looking up to him he gave you a reassuring squeeze, and you felt better. 
Before you know it, Seungmin was already singing his part, his amazing vocals blowing everyone in the crowd, and the group, away. He was such a natural and you didn't need to be a professional musician to see it.
You sighed watching him, you wish you were as free as him. Your stage fright was a constant blockage for you over the years and you were trying to outgrow it. Seungmin of course was one to help you past it, you wouldn't be singing this duet with him if not.
Your part comes up and your voice couldn't help but tremble a bit as you sing, you try to remain strong but as you look at the crowd fear breaks in you once again. You quickly look down towards your feet, trying to avoid the staring. Tears fill in your eyes when you hear people laughing but, you feel someone tap your shoulder and a smile grows on your face when you see what's going on. As always Seungmin was there to save you.
He was dancing, rather goofily, to your singing encouraging the crowd to pay attention to him rather than your nervous figure. For some reason, he thought doing the robot to a Mariah Carey song was an excellent idea, and the crowd found it charming. You soon forget your fears and join him in his crazy antics, taking his hand and allowing him to spin you around. 
The crowd had now joined in on the singing, but Seungmin couldn't pay attention to anyone but you. The way you glowed, singing and dancing along to the music. How your smile was brighter than all of the Christmas lights out together. Seungmin felt as though he was in heaven, having you in his arms on this snowy night.
He spinned you around one last time so that you were looking into his eyes, he couldn't help but grin at you. "I just want you for my own" he sang softly as the song was coming to an end. "More than you can ever know" He continued to sing as he grabbed your hand and placed it over his heart. "Make my wish come true" He looked deeply into your eyes, once again hoping you would see his true intentions.
The music kept ringing but you paused in your tracks, taking your time to look at Seungmin. How he was the one who was now so nervous his voice trembled as he sung, the roles drastically changing as the song ended. Your smile grew wider as you gained courage to end the song. "Baby, all I want for Christmas is you" You sing softly as your heartbeat grows faster.
Seungmin didn't know what to think or do, but then all his thoughts were quieted down when you gave his cheek a small peck, finally returning all of his feelings.
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bonkerer · 4 years
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Its come to my attention that i never talked about maintenance before.
So!
Maintenance is a dynamic me and Q.Q have set up, basically its a checklist of how minnies doing after large bouts of stress. The basic jist is a form of mechanic dom/ sub robot thing.
Step 1: Set your minnie to safe mode by getting them high and or drunk this leaves them in consistent sex bot mode without room for self loathing bugs and glitches.
Step 2: Restrain your model so that they cannot run from tests, they are very sensative and so prolonged pleasure will turn off their brain further.
Step 3: Begin routine checks.
Start by having your Model M. Strip and put up their hair. Give them a solid once over grabbing pulling and groping their fuckable body. Get comfortable and have them begin with any kind of service you desire. (I.e kissing, hand jobs , fingering, ect)
Remember those who can cum inside them should refrain from cumming anywhere but one of their holes.
Stretch out their holes and make sure to fill their ass tight with their fattest plug, helps keep the lubricant flowing from their cunt.
Have them preform oral until their eyes roll back from being usefull, pull out often so they can be further turned on by their messy sticky drool clinging to your cock/cunt
Do not forget to set them into self pleasure with a fully charged vibe pinned between their legs for best results during the next tests.
Hold down your minnie, they are fine breathing and swallowing around you see how long of a rest they need between deep throating. If barely any time at all fuck face until throughly satisfied, if blissed out and barely able to make words its time to move on to the next step
Make them ride your cock/strap while you do a different task, make sure they know you are busy so you can gauge their self sufficiency of being in love with pleasure
When they start begging for more harder deeper do not let them off until you have played with and tested the sensativity of their nipples, do not stop until they cum on you and go ridged.
After their legs finally give out have them lay in factory position arms out stretched ass in the air pillow beneath their tummy and vibe pressed between them and the pillow.
Test their wetness, how soaked are they? If they do not automatically clamp their legs tight and squirm away finger them until they cry out.
Fuck them, hard. Dont worry they are solid and well made, grab their throat and squeeze to feel their tightness get tighter.
Do not forget to praise them often while also calling them slutty fun names! It helps keep their brains deep within safemode
Use them until you are satisfied, then lay them on their side with a bigger stronger vibe on their sore over stimulated pussy until they are shaking. They can be left on auto at this time until they are ordered to stop they will continue.
Step 4: Help them clean up hold them while the blood rushes back to their head and their thoughts trickle in slowly. Remind them that their purpose is to find pleasure. They are not selfish, and that you had fun taking care of them.
CONGRATS
You have successfully preformed maintenance on your model M.
They will be up and ready to service once again within minutes.
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2020 Megaman Valentine’s Day Contest - Cat. 1 (Talent) Results!
Thank you to everyone again for your patience! This is getting posted way later than I wanted to. As much as I try to keep it short and sweet, I never do, so bear with my walls of text. 
For the talent category this year, the theme was about killing Mega Man with kindness. More specifically, entrants had to create their own original love/Valentine’s-themed Robot Master or equivalent boss character that was created to defeat Mega Man with the power of love! Even though the theme title and concept alluded more to the classic Robot Master character contests, designs for any series were acceptable. But other than one Navi and one Reploid entry, everyone stuck to a Classic-series themed creation. So you were all pretty consistent! 
There were a total of 16 entries for this category this year. Thank you all for your participation! It was extremely hard to choose winners for this category, because you all had really clever and creative concepts based off of this theme. So thank you for thinking up such clever and cool characters!!
Also thanks to Reploid 21XX for the coloring book prizes and for some additional insight. 
Again, raffle prize winners will be contained in both posts, so keep an eye out between your name and your art. Not all raffle prize winners are contained in this post. I’ll be contacting all winners soon enough, so sit tight! Might be late after work tonight, so don’t panic if you don’t hear from me right after this is posted.
Your category winners and full gallery of entries are right here, after the break:
Category 1 (Talent) -  Dr. Wily’s Greatest Creation: Killing Mega Man With Kindness
[Full Talent Gallery]
1.) @mo-sketchbook​:
*For coming in 1st, mo-sketchbook has won $100 via Paypal, or a prize of their choice up to that value AND a Rockman 7 Coloring Book.*
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First and foremost, I appreciate all the effort you put into covering so many aspects of your creation, from the various design viewpoints, weapon get form for Mega Man, and showing the weapon in action. I really loved all the things you integrated into the design to give off the feeling that it is a love-based character. The “love bug” form, cherub-like Heat/Plug-type facial features, and how you utilized hearts in different ways for his design and powers. 
I’m no Keiji Inafune, but I feel like this is a concept he would greenlight, in terms of it following his Robot Master design formula. It doesn’t need to be super detailed or flashy, but still fits the mold very well! The thought of the hearts missing their target and love energy then getting weaker is actually pretty clever, too. Cute, and I wuv it. 
2.) @peachycircuits​:
*For coming in 2nd, peachy has won $50 via Paypal, or a prize of their choice up to that value AND a Rockman 7 Coloring Book*
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As usual, on the technical side of things, your art is one of the more polished and clean entries of the bunch. Combining a couple different aspects - swans as a creature known as a symbol of love, bonded for life like in marriage, and turning that into an inseparable pair of Robot Masters, was a clever way to think about your design, in terms of the theme of this category. 
And then echoing that with the iconic Swan Lake, making them ballet dancers, is like taking Tundra Man and Gemini Man’s concept up another notch. Plus, not gonna lie, amused seeing Mega Man getting equipped with a tutu. LOL So even if it’s not as heart-themed as most of the other entries, I totally liked how you thought outside the box a little bit for this. 
3.) Komito Amae:
*For coming in 3rd, Komito has won $25 via Paypal, or a prize of their choice up to that value*
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I figured a cupid-styled arrow theme would pop up in a bunch of entries, but your Reploid, Beta, here caught my eye. Both in terms of the hearts, arrows and wings incorporated into her armor, and the pretty sweet looking buster that she and X both have equipped. 
While I’m not sure how it would play out in the game, I think it would be interesting to suddenly take control of random enemies in a stage, and be able to change perspective as them for a short time, after you have shot them. Whether it would be to take out an enemy horde, or perform a task X can’t that the enemy could, it would be different! Can’t see it quite having the same powerful effect on a Maverick boss, but it’s certainly neat to think about how that could work!
And the rest of the wonderful entries, in alphabetical order by alias: 
@autobot-bumblebee​:
*Raffle Prize Winner*  Dreamwave Comics: Issue 4 Page 15
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I’m sorry you didn’t win a cash prize this time! Please don’t take me hostage! I totally loved the creative vintage chocolate factory mascot backstory, along with making your entry like an Ariga-styled character sheet page. Certainly get that retro feel with her clothing design. Her rose blade kinda reminds me of other hand-turned-blade-like-weapon characters, such as Alan Gabriel in the Big O or Ed transmuting one in FMA. Which is always a snazzy transformation for a robot!
@drewblossom​:
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In all honesty, if I hadn’t placed you in the humor category, I think this would have very likely been somewhere in the top 3 for this category. A cuddly teddy bear with a massive Ariga-Quick Man-sized heart for a chest, extending flailing tube arms, who just wants to hug Mega Man to death is so amusing and awesome of a design. Hugs for everyone!
FluffyFrostyFury:
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Your take of heat-seeking arrows and the added high jump powers were certainly a different take compared to the other cupid-styled creations. Definitely would be nice gameplay bonuses when equipped. I like how Mega Man also has the wings sprout out of his head, to mimic Cherub Woman’s pigtails, rather than the usual spot you would assume, on his back. 
HealerCharm:
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Hahaha, I love how your creation has caused Mega Man to wave the white flag after falling in love...wait, it isn’t White Day, and he should be giving her a gift if it was! XD Her hair tied up into a heart was a creative touch, much like how her dress flows into all those heart shapes. Adorable!
@inanehipsterslang​:
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Um, can...can I count on you to vote for Bernie this election year?
Remember kids, it’s what’s on the inside that counts, looks don’t matter. Everyone deserves love, even those you consider ‘vermin.’ This was certainly an unexpected take on the theme, and gave me a good laugh, too. ‘Boiling-hot water...with a hint of citrus!’ It burns, but it smells so lemony-fresh!! XD But the two different moves fit together well, to protect and attack. 
I like how you still incorporated a heart shape into Rodent Woman’s design with, both in her chest shape and the “nostril” area which is echoed in the Rodent Rover. And also props for giving her the non-armor form, unique compared to other entries. 
Mattasaurs:
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On the one hand, your design feels so different for a Robot Master, and maybe more Navi-like. But then I get the Astro/Galaxy-type eye vibe, and sort of a Plant Man~ish body with Devil hands feel, and see how it’d fit into Classic. It’s a unique look, and I liked it the more I inspected it. I really do love the idea of the heart bubble entrapping more and more enemies, and the big ol’ group hug ending up bursting their love bubble. It’s a different concept that stood out!
Minnie:
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Our Navi of the bunch combined the love bug and cupid design, but your concept changed up the attack to suck out the energy of it’s target. Which almost made me think she should have an arrow-like mosquito nose, to feast on her target that way. XD I liked your wing shield concept and RiCO-styled skirt of hearts. Rock gets some cool shades in his Love Soul/Cross form, and I get the ProtoSoul vibe, with the shield transferring to his arm as well.
@pstart​:
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Another Heat/Plug-type design Share Man looks cute and sleepy, but is also “clumsy and weak.” His ability is to share body parts, so “the danger is in him sharing his less than ideal parts with his opponents.” It’s a totally neat concept, to see Mega Man lose his buster almost by accident, and now be powerless to stop Share Man. His split color scheme drives home the concept that his parts might not all be his own, and sort of a Frankenstein bot at times. Props to that idea!
While his weapon gives Mega Man the power to make enemies docile and sleepy, I really almost want to see Mega Man get dumb parts of enemies, too! Helmet switched to a Met helmet, Batton wings, a big Suzy eye! It’s now I’ve got your power...but...but what am I supposed to do with it? XD
RetroNinjin:
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Unlike most others, your entry pushed the heart theme heavily in her armor design around the entire head and shoulder parts, so I definitely felt the love vibe. The color scheme fits well. Just would have liked to have had seen a little more information about her attack and concept.
RoninApprentice:
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Mega Man having a “Wing Man” to set him up is a hilarious and clever idea! I give you kudos for thinking outside the box a bit on your concept and theme here. The shipping chart certainly drives the idea home, too. You still give him a classy/formal look, and keep the wing man aviation origin apparent in his attack style. Certainly a different idea having the heart bowtie transfer to Rock’s helmet in the form change, but it really doesn’t look that bad there, opposed to around his neck like it would be normally.
@star-crossed-swords​:
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Different from the other cupid concepts, Eros Woman utilizes a Search-Man like targeting system to hit her targets. I like the heart scope addition over her and Rock’s eye when they go into firing mode. You took a different approach to the wing concept compared to others, echoing Cinnamon’s hairstyle in many respects. But it certainly fits with the rest of her design nicely, and looks good for Mega Man’s equipped form.
@star-shaped-soul:
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Love that you were able to both include a drawing and your own sprite, to mix in with the weapon equip ones. That is one powerful crush Mega Man has on his enemies now! I feel bad for Crush Man with how big and heavy those snare trap hands of his are. This seems like a Robot Master too cute for Wily to design; more like he stole him and added horrible, cruel hands onto him! This is taking a crush on someone to a whole different level! XD
Yuri Kadry:
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When equipped with Cupid Man’s power, I like the visor Mega Man gets. I think this is also a clever use of the weapon, having enemies shot attracted to one another, causing them to collide into each other. Well thought out! Love the original sprite art, and he stands out nicely against the pinks and purples in the background. 
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I don’t own any of the photos.
Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14
Soundtrack 1
Soundtrack 2
warnings: slightly smut-ish in one part.
It was Friday evening. Chanyeol was on his way to pick you up from work since today you two were gonna go to the dance class he had agreed to take with you. He was almost at the place where he always pick you up when you called him.
“Hi honey, I’m almost there” He said as he was rounding the corner.
“Hi! Don’t worry about it. I’m exiting the building. I was calling because I have thought you would be there already” You explained through the speaker.
“I would have but Baekhyun wanted some help with assembling a toy from his new collection and time went by so fast”. The tall boy explained.
“Aw you’re such a good friend” you cooed through the phone.
“Shut up” Chanyeol laughted.
“I think I see you” You said, looking at a grey van that was approaching.
“I see you too” Chanyeol said.
“Ok. See you in a bit” You said.
“Bye” Chanyeol hang up as he was parking next to the sidewalk in front of you.
You waved at him through the glass and pull the door handle to open it. You hop on and closed the door. Chanyeol took some of your bags from you and put them on the backseat among his things. You turned to looked at him and smiled.
“Hey. Thank you” You said and smiled at him.
Although you wanted to give him a kiss, both of you had agreed that maybe that kind of greetings, even in the inside of his car wouldn’t be possible since there was the possibility that there would be paparazzi and people snooping around.  You two would only get to be affectionate towards each other when you were certain there was no one around that could leak a photo to the world.
“Hey” he smiled back and squeezed your hand gently. He started the engine and started driving towards the dance studio.
“How was your day?” Chanyeol asked you while keeping his gaze at the front.
“Tiring. I have thought that these days would be more relaxed since the holidays are approaching but they decided to make a new section for the Christmas edition and guess who has to edit all the articles from it?” You asked sarcastically while pointing at yourself. Chanyeol looked at you quickly and let out a sneer.
“And there’s no one who can help you with that?” Chanyeol asked you.
“No. It’s just me and another co- worker” you let out a sigh “the only good think about it is that after Christmas Eve the magazine will be closed until the first days of January. The following weeks we get to do home office” You said relieved.
“That’s nice. We could spend more time together” Chanyeol said.
“You are waking up when I am just returning from my lunch hour.” You mocked.
“Yeah but I could get up earlier, go to your place, have breakfast while I watch you working and take a nap after it” Chanyeol said and you sneered.
“I don’t think so” you said. “but you could stop by for lunch” you suggested instead.
“Ok” Chanyeol said satisfied with the outcome.
“Hey, are you coming to the concerts?”. Chanyeol asked you
“Only for the first one. I’ve been thinking about it and today I was checking some flights. I think it’s time for me to go back home. I want to be there by New Year’s Eve” You said calmly but you were a little bit worried about Chanyeol’s reaction.
“Oh... ok” Was the only thing he said after a moment.
“Is that ok with you?” You asked him hesitantly at his lack of words.
“Of course. What makes you think I’m not ok with it?” Chanyeol said surprised.
“Your short response. And the fact that this would be the first holidays we get to spend as a couple”. you explained.
“I’m just surprised for your decision but I also know that you miss your family and if you want to go I totally support you” Chanyeol said and gave you a side smile.
“Thank you. That means a lot to me” you said and smiled at him “I mean it’s still a thought though. I still have to prepare all the luggage I have to take with me and book the flight”.
“Well I’m still free for the next two weeks before the rehearsals for the concerts. I can help you with the luggage. Do you have to pack a lot of things?” Chanyeol said.
You thought about it for a couple of seconds before you answered “Like five suitcases”.
“Are you going for the holidays or are you planning on leaving town?” Chanyeol asked you sarcastically.
You laughed at his comment “I’m not leaving permanently. It’s just that I have to take a lot of clothes and shoes to leave them there” you explained.
“You need an intervention for all the online shopping you do” The tall boy said amused and you lifted a brow at him.
“Says the guy who orders everything online. Seriously, I think that the mailman gets to see you more than I can” You countered back.
“I don’t buy everything online. Besides I do that because it’s easier that going to the malls, specially in this time of the year” Chanyeol explained.
“Yeol you have so much clothes that you can’t even tell which ones are new.Remember what happened with Junmyeon’s jacket” You said.
Touché you thought.
Chanyeol scoffed at remembering that incident “It was one time and you guys don’t let me live after that”.
“That’s because you need to stop buying things online, at the malls, just buying in general” You said.
“Ok let’s make a promise. We will not buy anything from today until January, do you agree with that?” Chanyeol asked you.
“Ok but... first let me buy all the Christmas presents and after that I can keep that promise without any problem” you said.
Chanyeol shook his head amused “Fine. Only because I had to buy presents too”.
You smiled widely at him “Thank you. You are the best boyfriend I could have asked for” you said.
“I know” Chanyeol said smugly and you slapped his arm playfully.
“And what can you tell me about your day? Did you do a lot of fun stuff? Do you love more than yesterday?” You asked him.
“I will answer you in the order of your questions. 1. I woke up late, did some workout, prepared my stuff for the class, helped Baekhyun and came to pick you up. 2. The first 3 things weren’t that fun to do except for waking up late. I really needed that. And 3. Yes, I love you more than yesterday” Chanyeol looked at you with a cheeky smile on his face.
“Good to know” you chuckled.
“We are here” Chanyeol indicated.
“Are you excited for it?” You asked him happily.
“Not really but let’s see how it goes down” Chanyeol said.
“Ok”. You said with a resigned expression.
You two got out of the car, picked up their bags and started walking towards the building. “But it’s not a pole dance class, right? Because if it is then I will only be a viewer” Chanyeol said and you laughed out loud.
“No Yeol. It’s not a pole dance class. I sign us up for a class were they teach us different dancing styles. You really need to loose those hips” you said teasingly.
Chanyeol scoffed at you “May you pardon but lately my hips have been looser than ever. Haven’t you see me doing the “Rolling Rolling” dance from Baekhyun’s song?” Chanyeol said offended.
“Yeah, sometimes it’s like I’m watching a robot grinding over the guys” you joked. Chanyeol glared at you. You laughed at his face, took him by the arm and made him follow you.
“Come on. If you don’t like it I’m not going to insist anymore” you said to him and he sighed.
Once inside you went to change your clothes into a pair of blue pants, white t-shirt and sneakers. You grabbed your hair in a ponytail and went straight to the dance room where Chanyeol was waiting for you since he was already dressed for it.when he picked you up –He was wearing a pair of black pants, a white t-shirt, a blue jacket, his sneakers and his cap.- He was looking at some pamphlet stuck to the wall.
“What are you doing?” You said. Chanyeol got startled and you chuckled.
“Jesus you scared me” Chanyeol said.
“I’m sorry” you laughed.
“So, what is that?” You said and pointed at the paper he was reading.
“Oh, it’s a schedule where you can see all the classes that you can take. Look! there’s even one for lap dance” Chanyeol said bewildered and pointed at it. You took a step closer to look at the schedule. Indeed they have a lot of different classes.
You made a mental note of checking that out later and ask Jackson if maybe you should take another one.
“Ah yeah. I see it” you said nonchalantly.
“Can I sign you for it?” Chanyeol asked you excitedly and you gave him a pointed look.
“Only if you put a show for me like the one in Magic Mike” You said.  Chanyeol opened his mouth to counter back when the teacher came in an interrupted you.
“Good evening” She said cheerfully. Both of you greeted her back.
“My name is Minnie and I’m gonna be your teacher for tonight” she announced. “I would like to know our names before we start”.
“I’m y/n and he is Chanyeol. Nice to meet you” you said and smiled at her.
“Oh yeah. That’s why I had thought you look familiar” She said to Chanyeol and he averted his gaze awkwardly. “It’s nice to meet you too” she said to you.
“Teacher since you already noticed he is famous, could you please don’t talk about this to anyone? We are friends and we don’t want a misunderstanding” You said politely.
“Of course. There are a lot of famous people that come here to take classes and we know how troublesome can be for them. Don’t worry about it” she said.
“Thank you” both of you said.
“So let’s begin with the class. I’m gonna teach you choreographies for different kinds of songs; there’s gonna be hip-hop, pop and some latin ones”. You and Chanyeol nodded.
“Ok then. Please stand right there. I’m gonna put on some music” She said and headed towards the speakers.
“Is it too late to have second thoughts about this?” Chanyeol asked you hesitantly.
“Yep” you said. “Just relax, it’s not like you’re performing in front of your fans”.
“No, but the only songs I dance to are our own”. Chanyeol said referring to his group.
“That’s why you need this class” you said matter of factly.
The music started playing and Chanyeol look at himself through the mirror. Ok. If Sehun and Jongin can do it so can I He thought and high fived himself.
After 2 hours of practice Chanyeol and you were seating on the floor exhausted. You were taking a sip of water when Chanyeol turned to look at you.
“My legs are so sore” The tall boy panted.
“I can hear my knees screaming” you breathed. The teacher laughed at you two.
“I would have thought you would be in better shape Chanyeol” She looked at the boy amused.
“There has been two weeks since the last performance we had. Plus, I have danced some difficult choreographies but you lost me with the Latin ones. They moved so fast” He said.
Minnie chuckled at his statement “yeah. This is not even half of it. There are dancing styles where they move faster”. Chanyeol looked at her surprised.
“Well guys, It was lovely to meet you but I have another class in about 5 minutes so I have to go to the other room. I hope you had enjoyed the class and if you want another one you already had my schedule” your teacher said and picked up her stuff.
“Thank you teacher” you and Chanyeol said and waved her goodbye as she was exiting the room.
“I’m so proud of you honey” you said at Chanyeol and raised your hand in order for him to high five you.
Chanyeol smiled widely at you “thank you. Actually it was pretty cool. Maybe we could take another one the next week”.
“Whenever you want”. You smiled pleased. Both of you picked up your things and you turned to look at him.
“I’m so proud of you that I could kiss you right now” you said. Chanyeol grabbed you by your waist, pulled you towards him and a smirk was drawn on his face “And what is stopping you from it?”.
You gave him a mischievous look and said “Look up at the right corner. There is a camera” you said. Chanyeol looked at the place you said and saw a little green dot twinkling. He hadn’t noticed that when he first walked in nor when you were taking the class but you were such an observer sometimes that you could easily spotted things like that. Still his mischievous smile never left his face “I have my cap on. No one will know who you are kissing”.
You smiled at him and cupped his face in your hands. You stood up on your tiptoes the best you could and closed the distance between yours and his lips.
“Fine, only one kiss.” You whispered and joined your mouths. Your boyfriend was smiling against it and after a moment, which Chanyeol thought it was very short, you separated from him.
“That was a peck not a kiss” Chanyeol complained.
“I said one kiss not a make out session” you laughed.
Chanyeol frowned at you “Fine. We are having that at home” he said and you stared at him mischievously.
You were walking towards his car, breathing in the night air and looking at the sky. You were enjoying the sight of it and smiled.
Chanyeol stared at you “Why are you smiling?” He asked you. “Look at the sky, the moon is so bright and big today” You said and looked up again.
Chanyeol looked up. He saw the sky with its blues and blackish colors, some stars scattered around it and the moon big and white. The look of all those things combined brought him peacefulness.
Then he heard you chuckled and settled his gaze on you again “what now?” The tall boy said.
“I remembered what you had said earlier about if this class wasn’t a pole dance one and I imagined how would you look like hanging from a pole giving the show of your life for a couple of bills” You said while laughing. He pushed you gently but the image that came to his mind with your description was laughable. “You can be so silly sometimes. Besides, I would only accept bills of 20 or higher”. He said smugly.
“Mmm... that’s cheap. I will go for Euros then” you said and he laughed out loud.
“I don’t have those. Do you accept credit card?” Chanyeol said.
“I think we can reach an agreement” you said jokingly. Both of you got inside the car and headed towards your place.
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When you arrived at it you had dinner and after it you started with your movie marathon on your bedroom. You and Chanyeol were laying on the bed. Chanyeol was drawing patterns on your arm gently and you were snuggled against his frame, your hand was resting flatly on his stomach. He started giving you little kisses on your head and forehead and you looked at him.
“What are you doing?” You asked amused.
“Giving you kisses, dah...” Chanyeol said and rolled his eyes at you.
You chuckled “I know that but you are not like that during movies” you said, still leaned over his body.
“Oh yeah, then how am I?” Chanyeol asked you with an amused expression on his face. You turned over and were laying on top of him now.
“Mostly quiet if you like the movie. If you don’t like it you start playing with my fingers or my hair.” you explained.
He put his hands on your waist and moved them gently up and down. “Maybe this is a new tactic to get your attention” Chanyeol said and shrugged.
“You have it now so what do you want?” You asked him.
Chanyeol put one of his hands on your cheek “You” he said simply and lifted his head from the pillow to kiss you.
What it started as a gentle and soft kiss soon turned into a heated one. Chanyeol rolled you over and now you were facing the ceiling and he was on top of you. He was kissing all over your face and neck. With his free hand he rolled over your top and revealed your stomach.  He was trailing a path with his mouth towards it when his phone started buzzing. You looked at it over your nightstand. Baekhyun’s face appeared on the screen.
“Baekhyun is calling you” you said between breaths.
“Leave it” Chanyeol muffled against your belly. The phone stopped moving and you closed your eyes in an effort of concentrating on your boyfriend’s kisses. That didn’t last long since now it was your phone the one that was buzzing. You lifted your head to see who was calling. It was Baekhyun again.
“Chan, it’s him again” you announced “maybe we should...” you were cut off by a little pain that you felt on your lower belly when Chanyeol gave you a hickey.
“Or not” you breathed and laid again.
Your boyfriend grabbed the waistband of your pants and took them off of you. He was kissing your thighs when you heard a knock on your entrance door.
Your eyes popped open “Yeol” you called him but he was so focus on his task that didn’t answer you at first. Did I hear right? You thought to yourself when there was another knock on the door, this one louder than the first and a muffled noise after that.
“Chanyeol” you said louder and he looked at you annoyed.
“Y/n Leave it. I’m trying to...” he was saying when you gestured him to shut up.
“Listen”. You said and he frowned at you.
You two went still and heard the same noise again. You pushed Chanyeol gently aside and stood up from the bed. He gave a frustrated sigh and lay on the bed while you were putting back on your pants and went for the door. As you were approaching it you could hear someone calling your name and banging on the door. Once you were in front of it you heard Baekhyun calling you.
“Open it. Please” The white haired boy was saying out loud. You reached for the handle and opened it.
“Thank god. What took you so long?” Baekhyun slurred as soon as he look at you. “What are you doing here?” You asked baffled.
“I’ll explain” Baekhyun said and staggered forward, leaning his whole body over you.
You caught him but you were loosing your balance as he was pushing you. Both of you landed on your couch. He took the air out of you and you grimaced in pain “Oh... Chan” you half yelled.
Chanyeol was in the hallway when he noticed the open door, followed by a half unconscious Baekhyun and you trying to push him off of you. He ran to close the door and went to your side rapidly. He struggled a little bit with getting Baekhyun’s body out of you since the boy was moving so much.
You gave an intake of breath “Thanks” you said as you got up from the couch and look at Chanyeol leaving the other boy on the other sofa. “What are you doing here?” Chanyeol asked him.
“I was at this club near here and I felt tired so I came” Baekhyun explained.
“How much did you drink?” You asked him.
“A lot. Not that much. I’m still sober-ish” Baekhyun said and smiled at you. He was clearly drunk but he still comprehend some of the things you were saying.
“Did you drive like that?” You asked him incredulously.
“No. I called a cab” he said offended as if you didn’t think he was carefully enough to do that. “I feel kinda weird though”.
 You sighed heavily and stared at Chanyeol who had a murderous look on his face towards his friend. “Lets put him in the guests room” you said and went to stand in front of the white haired boy to grab his hand when he made a weird face and the next thing you knew was that he was puking over your carpet, staining your leg on the process.
You gasped. “gross” you said and look at him angrily.
“I’m sorry” Baekhyun managed to say.
Chanyeol looked at the two of you disgusted.
“Take him to the bedroom please. I need to clean my leg and the mess here”. You said and looked around you.
Chanyeol grabbed the boy and put one of his arms over his shoulder.
“Yeol... thanks bro. I love you” Baekhyun said.
“Ugh... turn your face to the other side, your breath smells like vomit” Chanyeol said grossed out.
You gagged at seen your leg and went towards the kitchen to get a cloth and others things so you could clean the floor at the living room.
Come y/n you can do this without puking you encouraged you.
Chanyeol went to your room and brought some of his clothes for Baekhyun. He helped his drunk friend in getting dressed with the clean garments and although the other boy was swimming in his t-shirt and pants, he smelled better than before.
“Why are you upset?” Baekhyun asked him, looking at his friend’s grumpy face.
“You came here drunk in the middle of the night, you prevented me from getting some and if that wasn’t enough you just puked over my girlfriend”. Chanyeol listed.
“I’m sorry”. Baekhyun said regretfully.
Chanyeol sighed “Just go to sleep. There’s no use of me scolding you if you’re not going to remember anything tomorrow”.
“Thank you Yeol” Baekhyun said and looked at the tall boy with tiredness in his eyes.
You came inside the room with a bowl, a toothbrush with toothpaste on it and a bottle of water. Chanyeol looked at you weirded out. Clearly you just had taken a quick shower because your hair was wet and you smelled like your honey soap.
Baekhyun looked at you with remorse on his features “I’m so sorry y/n. I didn’t know you were getting it on with Yeol”. 
You shook your head at his weird apology. “It’s ok. Now take this” you extended the toothbrush and bowl towards him.
“What’s this?” Baekhyun asked confused. “You need to brush your teeth. I can’t stand the thought of you sleeping with your vomit breath”. You explained.
Baekhyun stared at you with his puppy eyes and started sobbing “You are such a great friend. Better than any of this guys. This fuckers would have leave me like that. I don’t deserved you”. He hugged your waist and sniffled over your t-shirt. You padded his head and looked weirded out at Chanyeol to which he only smiled amused.
“Yeah yeah. Now brush your teeth ok?” You said to the white haired boy and he nodded. After Baekhyun finished with that he laid on the bed. Chanyeol was exiting the room, you followed him behind when the other boy called you.
“Y/n” Baekhyun said softly.
Chanyeol and you looked at him.
“Could you cover me with the blankets please?” Baekhyun said quietly.
You went to grabbed the blankets and put them over his body.
He smiled at the warm feeling “thank you”.
You gave him a side smile and said “you’re welcome. Good night”.
Chanyeol and you walked towards your room. Both laid on the bed and he opened his arms for you to settled your body near his. He was stroking your hair soothingly when you said “I will have to burn my carpet.”
“We can send it to the laundry” Chanyeol suggested.
“I don’t think that will work. I tried to remove the stain but there wasn’t a big difference.” you said sadly.
“Then I will not kiss your leg again”. Chanyeol said and you slapped his chest, trying to suppress a laugh.
“It was only on the low part of it and I already washed it like 3 times” you countered back.
“Wash it 2 more and I will think about it” he said jokingly.
“I hate you” you said.
“You love me” Chanyeol said confidently.
“But sometimes I hate you” you said and pouted at him. He took your lips between his fingers and pinched them slightly. He laughed at your frown.
“Oh! I have forgotten about it but do you want to go with me tomorrow to the mall? I have to buy the presents for the boys and some others for my family and co-workers.” You said.
“Sure.” Chanyeol smiled at you and you peck his lips. He grabbed your head gently and put it over his chest.
“Lets go to sleep, shall we?” He said and you closed your eyes, slowly dozing off as you heard his breathing and heartbeats slowing down.
The next morning you and Chanyeol were having breakfast on the kitchen when Baekhyun came in with his puffy eyes and disheveled hair.
“Hey” he yawned.
“Hey” Chanyeol and you greeted him.
“There is your breakfast” Chanyeol muffled with a bite of toast on his mouth. Baekhyun looked at the glass that contained a juice with a peculiar color. He made a weird gesture at it.
“What’s that?” He asked hesitantly.
“It’s supposed to help you with the hangover”. You explained.
“Suppose? So you haven’t tried it?” Baekhyun lifted a brow at you.
“No, you are gonna be the first one” You smiled at him. Chanyeol took a sip from his coffee and looked at him amused. Baekhyun took the glass and took a little sip from it. He made a gesture of disgust and coughed.
“Ugh... what is this?” Baekhyun asked grossed out.
“A combination of tomato, cucumber and lemon” you said.
“This taste like vegetable soup. I’m not drinking this” Baekhyun said and put the glass aside.
“It’s all natural. It’s good for you” you said.
Baekhyun grabbed the glass and gave it another sip reluctantly.
“Was it my imagination or the living room has something weird since the last time I stop by?” Baekhyun asked curiously.
You gave him a pointed look “Really? You don’t remember anything?”.
“About what?” The white haired boy said.
“About you vomiting all over it and her” Chanyeol pointed out.
Baekhyun eyes got rounded as plates and he blushed furiously.
“I did that? I’m so so sorry y/n. I just remembered me coming here and you opened the door. Send me the laundry’s bill” Baekhyun said regretfully.
“Leave it like that” You said and waved a hand dismissively.
“No. If you don’t want me to pay for it then I’ll make up for you in another way” Baekhyun insisted.
“If I need anything, I’ll let you know” you assured him.
“You should buy her a car just for having puked over her” Chanyeol said.
 “Yeah I’m so sorry about that too” Baekhyun said ashamed without looking at you.
“Well at least I didn’t do the same when I was cleaning myself, or the floor” you said. “But if you are planning on coming here drunk again, at least you should bring a plastic bag or something like that in case you can’t reach the bathroom” you said.
“I promise you I will not come here drunk again” Baekhyun sat up straight and said that solemnly. You were looking at him doubtfully 
“Fine. I’ll promise to bring a bag too just in case”. The white haired boy said.
“Thank you” you said with a pleased smile on your face.
“But you and I are not done yet” Chanyeol said at his friend sternly.
“Why did I do to you?” Baekhyun frowned at him.
“Well discussed that later” Chanyeol said.
“So what are you guys planning for today?” Baekhyun said.
“We are going to the mall because y/n has to buy some presents” Chanyeol said.
“What about you? Do you want to come with us?” You asked Baekhyun.
“Nah I’m good. I’m planning on taking a shower and have a nap. Thanks for the invitation though” Baekhyun answered.
“Ok then. You can stay here if you want. Just let me know when you leave” You said to him.
“Sure, thanks” Baekhyun smiled at you. “Are you going to eat that toast?” Baekhyun said to you and you offered him your plate for him to take it. Baekhyun took a bite from it and muffled “This is so good y/n. Can you do more of these for me?”.
“Yes but you have to finish the juice first” you gestured at the glass half full. Baekhyun grimaced and drank it in one go “Agh. Done. Now make 5 of this, please?” 
You shook your head amused “on it”.
Baekhyun smiled smugly at Chanyeol and the tall boy threw his napkin at him.
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When you arrived at the mall there was a sea of people walking from one store to another. 
“Maybe we should have arrived earlier” you said, regretting the choice of going at night.
“Too late now”. Chanyeol said “let’s just go for the presents and leave”.
“Yes. Do you have your list with you?” You asked him.
Chanyeol pull out his phone and shook it gently as a way of saying his list was in it.
“And you?” He asked you.
You showed him your piece of paper and nodded at him.
“How about we go on our own and whoever finish first call the other one to see its location?” You suggested.
“Ok” Chanyeol answered.
“But before that, where is the video games store?” You asked him.
“I’ll leave you there and I’ll go find my presents after it” Chanyeol said.
“Thank you” you smiled at him.
When you arrived at the store you entered immediately, Chanyeol following behind and you said to him “It’s ok, you can go now”.
“No way. There’s a lot of dudes in here. Some of them are looking at you” Chanyeol said quietly, he had a big frown on his face and a cold gaze. 
“Just ignore them like I do. I came here for a game not a date. A game it’s what I’m getting” you laughed.
“I’ll stay just in case” Chanyeol said determined.
“Ok then” You said. “Now, I need to find that game for Baekhyun”.
 You had bought 6 out of the 9 presents you needed for the boys including your boyfriend. You were still undecided on what to give to Sehun, Junmyeon and Chanyeol.
You were walking across the mall, trying to look around the stores in case your brain came up with some ideas for their presents.
This would be a lot easier if they weren’t rich you thought.
“What can I get for 3 grown ass men?” you said to yourself.
You were wandering for a while when an idea finally came to your mind.
I think I got it. Now I have to find the freaking store you thought and started walking in search of a map or someone that could guided you towards it.
After almost 5 hours outside you and Chanyeol arrived to your place. Baekhyun was long gone by now and surprisingly for you, you found the home as you had left it. Without a hint of chaos. You put the presents on your closet and both of you changed onto you pajamas so you could have your take out dinner.
“I feel so tired” you said while sprawling over the couch.
“Me too but I have to work on some songs for the studio” Chanyeol said.
“You should leave it for tomorrow” you said at seen his face full with tiredness.
“I can’t. They are planning on releasing it on Tuesday and I haven’t even finish it. After that I have to make the final arrangements” Chanyeol explained as he was pulling out his laptop out of his bag and setting his instruments on the table.
“Well I let you work then. But if it’s 03:00 am and you hadn’t come to bed yet, I will come here and turn off your computer” you threatened him.
Chanyeol sneered at you “Yes ma’am”.
As you were getting up you asked him “Do you want me to prepare some coffee for you?”
“That would be awesome, thank you love” Chanyeol said and you gave him a little smile. It was 02:00 am and you were watching a series marathon on your room. You took a nap before it because you wanna make sure Chanyeol would get some sleep. He hadn’t come to bed and you could hear the music that came from the living room. You got up and went to see what was he doing. Chanyeol let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed his eyes. He was able to finish two songs already but he was having trouble with the one he was more eager to finish.
“Yeol” you said and he looked at you. You went to sit by his side.
“Did I wake you up?” Chanyeol asked you.
You shook you head in response “I was watching a serie. You haven’t finished huh?” You said as you see a lot of things open in his computer.
“No. I have finished two songs but the one I really need to finish, I just can’t.” Chanyeol said exasperated.
“Why don’t you release one of the other ones?” You said quizzically.
“Because... this song was the first one that I composed for this project. I have always envisioned that this one would be the first one to be out there” Chanyeol explained.
“You know sometimes the best things take more time in cooking themselves so they can be great” you said but he seemed not to catch what you were saying by the weird out look he gave you.
“I’m not making myself clear, am I?” You chuckled.
“Not really” Chanyeol admited.
“There are times when I have to write articles from the scratch and although I have some good ideas about how to started them, in some cases there comes a point in which I got stuck and I don’t know how to keep writing it. But then another idea for an article pops up in my mind and it’s so effortlessly that it’s seems it’s writing it by itself and I’m just typing. So I end up releasing that article instead of the one I did first. That one is just waiting to be finished. It may take me a day, or a week or a month but I don’t want to finish something if the ideas that I have at that moment don’t feel right with them.”
Chanyeol thought about your words for a moment “I get it but what if  people don’t like the songs?” He said worriedly.
“There would always be people who wouldn’t like what you do, or what I do, or what they do but if it’s something that you like then at least you would be happy for it” you side smiled at him.
“Thank you. I needed to hear something like that” Chanyeol smiled tiredly at you.
“I think you need to release all that stress” you said and put some music on the stereo.
“You need to do that by shaking it off” you said and started whiggling. Chanyeol gave you a quizzical look and laughed at you.
“Come on. You need to release your body, let the vibe and energy fill your soul” you said and shimmied. You offered your hand at him and he took it reluctantly.
“I’m tired. I don’t want to dance” Chanyeol laughed.
“God you are so tall that I can’t spin you around” you said between breaths. You raised both of your arms so he could pass beneath them.
“Please gentleman. I can’t do this without your help” you said to him. He shook his head amused but do it anyway.
“Shake it for me”. You said enthusiastically and put your hands over his hips in order to move them.
Chanyeol laughed out loud “stop, you’re tickling me”.
You grabbed him by his shoulders and shook him.
Chanyeol caged you between his arms so you stop moving. You two were laughing and he kissed your cheek.
“You are so crazy. I love you” he said and smiled fondly at you.
“I love you too”. You said and caressed his cheek.
“I think I enjoyed watching you dance more than me dancing with you” Chanyeol said thoughtfully.
“Nonsense. If you want to see me dance you will have to do it too” You said.
“I’ll try my best” Chanyeol said. “For now I can only offer you the grinding and some swaying”.
“Ok, we can try the swaying now” you grinned.
Chanyeol forgot about the song for the rest of the night. It could wait for tomorrow since he wanted to enjoy this moment. The music flooding the room, the cozy light coming from your Christmas tree and the most important part, you smiling peacefully at him.
Thank you for the support and the love. I hope you like the series and enjoy this chapter. I’ll try to come up with the next one as soon as possible. If you have any comments regarding the series feel free to send me a message. I think it would help me a lot.^^
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Triple D: Delos Does Disney (Part 1)
Pairing: Logan Delos x Reader
Word Count: 3595
Rating: PG-13 (for now.)
Author’s Note: Another look into the ‘Here Comes the Sun’ Logan and Mrs. Delos, set about a year into their marriage... so 6 months after the end of their ‘Hands to Yourself’ bet. I love these two, and I love giving Logan all of the happiness he deserves. 
Summary: You and Logan spend a day at Disneyland right before Christmas... but of course, there’s a lot going on. 
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“Wake up.” Logan’s voice was quiet in your ear, beard scratching against the skin of your cheek as he spoke. “If you want to eat breakfast, you’ve got to wake up right now.” 
“It’s so early, Lo.” You groaned, turning your head back toward the pillow. “How are you already awake.” He bounced gently on the bed, laughing. 
 “I’m already up and showered, Mrs. Delos.” Despite still being half asleep, you smiled as he addressed you. You’d been married for just about a year, but Logan never tired of calling you by your title, especially when he wanted something, even if it was just to make you smile. “You need to get up, too.” I know. Sighing loudly, you stretched, feeling his weight against your legs and finally opened your eyes, the room still somewhat dark around you. 
 “What time is it?” You rubbed your eyes, swallowing, and Logan leaned forward, his lips settling in the hollow of your throat. He didn’t reply right away, instead leaving light kisses against your skin as he worked his way up and toward your jaw, teeth nipping at you and his still damp hair falling against your cheek. Don’t start something you can’t finish, Delos. Your hands dropped to his head, fingers tightening in his hair as you guided his movement. “Logan, come on.” He groaned quietly, puckering his lips once more before kissing you quickly on the mouth. 
 “It’s almost seven. Park opens in an hour, and we’re meeting Juliet, Mark and Emily at noon for lunch. They’re there already - they got the Extra Magic Hours.” It’s already seven? You sat straight up, eyes going wide. “What?” 
 “Logan, we have no time, we need to -” He grinned, and you could tell he was quite amused with your sudden urgency. “God, you should have woken me up when you got up, and…” 
 “Hey.” He reached out, fingers warm on your bare shoulder. “If I’d woken you up, we would have gotten into the shower together, and you know how that would have ended… we’d be really late.” You’re right. “It’s fine. Just get dressed, and we’ll go have breakfast before we take the shuttle over.” Despite the early hour, you felt excitement at his words at the same time that you felt a genuine appreciation for your husband, who knew without you telling him that you’d need the extra sleep to deal with the Christmas crowds at Disneyland. “Well?” He’d shifted on the bed, propped up on one elbow while he stretched out, watching you. “Unless you want to wear pajamas…” Rolling your eyes, you threw the blankets off of yourself, stepping out of bed and over to where your bags were, knowing that Logan was taking the opportunity to stare. 
 “I’m not wearing pajamas, Logan.” You looked over your shoulder at him, winking. “Don’t think the House of Mouse would appreciate me walking around like this.” He laughed as you stood, walking into the bathroom with a stack of clothing in your arms. 
 “No, they wouldn’t, but I definitely do.” 
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 You ate a quick breakfast in your hotel’s restaurant, your last name doing wonders toward getting you a table despite the fact that it was relatively busy. While you ate, Logan scrolled through his phone, a small smile on his lips as he conversed with Mark. “Emily’s already been on two of the rides, and she met Mickey and Minnie.” He turned the phone toward you, showing off a picture of his niece and sister, both wearing matching pink headbands adorned with sequined ears and bows. “Mark says it’s actually kind of busy.” 
 Swallowing your last sip of orange juice, you leaned back in your chair, eyeing your husband. Even after three years of being with Logan, you didn’t think you’d ever get tired of looking at him. It didn’t matter if he was dressed for work - head to toe in tailored clothing, not a hair out of place, or decked out in his cowboy attire, his favorite black hat perched on his head and tilted forward to obscure his eyes… or even as he was that morning, wearing dark jeans and his comfortable boots, a hunter green Henley shirt with the buttons undone and sleeves pushed up to his elbows with a pair of obnoxiously expensive sunglasses perched atop his head, hair virtually product free. No matter what Logan chose to wear, you’d enjoy it, taking every opportunity to stare at him. “Of course it’s busy, Lo. It’s two weeks before Christmas.” He laughed, shaking his head as he turned his attention to the server, a young man that handed him the check without saying a word, eyes focused on Logan.
 “Yeah, well, Em’s never been here for Christmas before, and I wanted to…” He pulled out a few bills, tucking them into the folder. “It’s been hard for her since Juliet and Mark have been so preoccupied with Isaac, and so I wanted her to have a good weekend.” You smiled at your husband, feeling yourself grow warm. Logan didn’t want his own kids, and it worked out well because neither did you, but he had no issues with spoiling Emily rotten, something he’d been doing ever since she’d first been born. You knew that his niece would always be his favorite, but Isaac was quickly earning a large place in Logan’s heart, too. “You ready?” Pulling yourself out of your thoughts, you nodded, standing. 
 Logan took your hand, guiding you through the crowded dining room and toward the front of the hotel, ignoring the people that stared the two of you down. They’re looking at him, not me. You were getting used to it, and though it was still a shock to you - that people were interested in what you were doing or wearing or where you were going, especially when you were with him. But the feeling of Logan’s fingers tightly linked with yours always grounded you, no matter what - and he knew it, Logan seemingly unable to go more than a few moments without touching you in some way. As the two of you boarded the shuttle that would take you from your hotel to the park, you glanced around at the people already on the vehicle. There’s no seats. But there was one, in the very back, and Logan steered you toward it, sitting down and pulling you into his lap with a grace that still sometimes shocked you, his arms settling around your waist as his chin rested against your shoulder. “You sure, Logan? It’s a long ride to the -” 
 He turned his head and kissed you, pulling you closer. “Yes. Nowhere else I want you.” From anyone else, the near-constant flirting and reassurances of his love and affection would have been overkill, annoying even, but from Logan? You knew why he did it, why it was important for him to tell you almost by the minute how he felt, showing you that he wanted you close, that you were never going to be too much for him… and it was another thing about him that you’d grown to love. Even after he’d changed his life, he’d still been aloof with his partners, allowing himself to connect with them but never in the ways that had quickly become normal for you. 
 He’d kept the real parts of himself hidden, because he was still hesitant to trust people in the way that he’d needed to in order to truly fall for someone, and since he didn’t lie, baring his entire soul was not an option. When you’d been with him in the Bahamas, it had been different for both of you from the minute you met; you turning to him in a moment when you’d needed comfort and just wanted a connection, the fact that it was with a stranger making it easy to open up, since you didn’t know if you’d ever see him again, and him allowing himself to get caught up, to be interested in a person, even for a short time. The fact that you hadn’t known him at first had been a huge selling point for him, because Logan didn’t have to try to impress you - you didn’t expect anything from him.
 Thinking back on the earliest days of your friendship - before there had been a relationship - you were glad that both of you had given the other a chance, glad that you’d taken the risk, thrilled that he’d done the same - because it had led you to your present life - tucked safely and securely onto the lap of your husband and surrounded by excited children and their families as the full shuttle bounced down the road and toward Disneyland. 
 You were surprised that Logan had even wanted to go to the park, because the two of you had never been before, despite living (in good traffic) only an hour away. When Juliet and Mark had talked about taking Emily when her school let out for the holiday, Logan had immediately jumped into action, helping to find a nanny for the two days that Juliet had proposed and calling in a few favors to do whatever he could to make Emily’s first Christmas Disneyland trip as special as possible. You weren’t new to Disney, but you had to admit that the thought of walking around the park all day with Logan excited you, simply because it would be a new experience for the two of you. Wonder if I can get him into some ears… 
 The trip to Disney was just the start for you and Logan; after spending the day in the park with the three of them, you’d be jumping onto a plane and heading back to Nassau to spend Christmas on the beach, an extended three weeks away from California and Delos exactly what the two of you needed. And the fact that you’d be going back to the place where you met, without the possibility of getting caught in a hurricane? You were so excited you couldn’t stand it. But Disney first, then beach.
 The plaza came into focus outside of the shuttle windows and more than a few of the kids began squealing, pressing their hands against the glass. “You excited?” Logan spoke into your ear and you could hear the smile in his voice. “You do like Christmas.” It was true - there was something about the holiday that you’d always enjoyed, and you went overboard every year, decorating your house with hundreds of tiny lights and garlands, setting up a massive tree on each floor - and since moving in with Logan and his high ceilings, you’d been able to get an even taller one than you were used to. “Sorry you couldn’t decorate this year.” You shrugged, turning and shifting on his lap as you reached up to cup his cheek. 
 “It’s fine, Lo. This trip’s gonna be better than a tree or lights or-” He surged forward, kissing you hungrily, not paying any mind to the people around you. “Logan, you…” You swallowed after he pulled back, lips tingling as you took a deep breath. “There are kids, Logan, you can’t just…” He winked at you. 
 “I just did.” Pressing your lips together to keep from laughing, you waited until you had room to stand before raising yourself off of Logan’s lap and stepping forward, falling into line with the others as they exited. “Tickets are on my phone,” Logan called out as the two of you made your way across the large plaza, lamp posts decorated with wreaths and garlands, multicolored lights visible between the greenery. You nodded at him without stopping, pulling your purse from over your shoulder and setting it in the basket before stepping through the metal detector, grinning at the employees that nodded you through. 
 Logan followed, and before you knew it, the two of you were waiting in the lines to enter the park, his fingertips pressed against your lower back. “I can’t wait until we’ve got warmer weather.” He sighed, and you felt the pressure of his fingers increase. “You’re wearing too much clothing.” Fighting back a snort, you stepped forward, waiting as Logan reached past you to scan his phone, the employee taking both of your pictures and handing you paper tickets. 
 “Logan, it’s not like it’s cold out.” You rolled your eyes as you crossed the second plaza, stopping for a moment to take a picture of the entrance, smiling at the snowflakes and wreaths that adorned the lawn and the front of the building atop the hill. “I almost wore shorts today, but I didn’t want…” I didn’t want to listen to you and your sister constantly asking if I was cold. You turned to look at him, watching as his eyes widened. “What?”
 “Not cold?” He shook his head. “Are you kidding me? This isn’t -” You looked down, shaking your head at your chosen outfit - a pair of jeans that were well worn and fit you perfectly, black slip on Vans and a fitted gray sweatshirt with an oversized hood - before you looked back at Logan. Wonder how long it takes you to pull your sleeves down.
 “Logan, it’s like 65 degrees and sunny. That’s perfectly acceptable ‘shorts and a hoodie’ weather in December back home.” He rubbed at his face for a second, but didn’t say anything. “Anyway, I didn’t, so…” You shrugged again, pointing at yourself. “Didn’t you just say you wanted me in less clothing?” He grumbled, reaching up to pull his sunglasses down to cover his eyes. One point, me. “Ready to go in?”  
 “Yes.” He was pouting, but you knew as soon as you passed beneath the bridge and onto Main Street, his attitude would change. “Still think you…” You rolled your eyes as you reached for his hand, feeling yourself growing excited as your steps quickened. “Slow down, we’ve got all day.” But you didn’t, and as soon as your eyes landed on the massive decorated tree in the center of the square and you inhaled the scent of gingerbread, you knew you wouldn’t. Nope. This might have been for Emily, but I’m gonna enjoy it, too. 
 “Come on, Logan, let’s have them take our picture with the tree.” He let you pull him toward the short line, families bustling around you, and while you waited, you scanned the rest of the square, trying to decide what you wanted to do after you got your picture taken. Logan had dropped your hand while you waited in line, his arm wrapping around your waist and holding you close, and even as you handed the employee your phone, he didn’t let go. “Logan, what are you -” But he cut you off again with a kiss, keeping it a little less indecent - but still thorough - this time as he dipped you back slightly, your surprise turning into a laugh as he pulled away, grinning. “Logan!” You looked over at the woman, who was holding your phone up and smiling too, head moving back and forth. “I’m sorry about him, he -”
 “It’s fine, do you want a normal picture, too?” Yes, I do. But you didn’t know why you bothered, because even as you posed with Logan, his arm around your shoulders and his sunglasses again atop his head, you knew that you’d be posting one of the first images, because that was your Logan. “Got it.” The woman was grinning as the two of you stepped back toward her, hand reaching for your phone. “Enjoy the rest of your day at Disneyland, Mr. and Mrs. Delos.” Oh. The recognition didn’t deter Logan as the two of you walked deeper into the park, but you stopped, turning your head. 
 “Wait, Lo, I want -”
 “Don’t tell me you want one of those ridiculous pairs of…” He stopped talking as he saw the look on your face. “Really?” Yes. You nodded at him, unblinking. “Alright.” The two of you entered the shop off to the right of the tree, immediately heading over to the wall where the headbands were displayed. Eyes moving over the colorful wall, you reached out, stopped, and then shifted your hand over, choosing a pair of shimmering black ears with a red bow. “No.” Logan was standing back, arms crossed loosely over his chest. Excuse me? “No, those are…” He reached past you, biting down on his lower lip. “What about these?” Logan chose a pair that had donuts in place of ears. “They’re different.” 
 “No, Logan, come on.” You kidding me? You put the original pair on, glancing at yourself in the mirror before turning to look at him. “Well?” He eyed you for a moment and then shook his head. 
 “Nah. I was joking about the donuts, but I still don’t think those are…” He shrugged. “Try these.” He reached past you again, pulling another headband off of the shelf. “I like these.” They were all silver, and while you did like them, they didn’t look right on you. “Yeah?” 
 “No, Logan, I don’t…” You trailed off, turning toward the counter, where there was a small line of people already purchasing things and then back to Logan, frowning. Maybe I won’t get a pair. Discouraged, you were about to turn away when an employee stepped forward, carrying a box. Jackpot. Waiting until she’d restocked the shelves, you pulled a pair off of the hook, sliding it onto your head and turning to look at Logan before you even glanced in the mirror. “These.” He tried to keep the disinterested look on his face but couldn’t, and you saw the gleam in his eyes as he watched you. 
 “Really gettin’ into the festive mood, aren’t you?” But he was laughing as he nodded, letting you pass. “You gonna let me buy ‘em, or….” 
 “Only if you pick out a pair for you, Lo.” You tuned in a slow circle, eyes moving over the spinning kiosk and then back to the wall. “What about that one? They’re Star Wars ears, Logan, look, there’s R2, and they light -”
 “Absolutely not.” Logan shook his head again, mouth set in a firm line. “No light up ears for me, thanks.” 
 “You’re being ….” You sighed, taking a deep breath. Don’t fight him. “Alright, Logan. That’s fine.” Walking past your husband, you stepped up to the counter, setting down the chosen set of ears - glittering red and white peppermints with a bright green sequined bow between them. The transaction only took a few seconds, the employee cutting the price tag off for you as she handed you the receipt with a wink. “Thanks.” You ignored Logan, stepping back in front of the mirror and put the headband on, adjusting your hair. They look good. You didn’t know what Logan’s issue was, but you decided to let it go - after all, it was barely 8:30 in the morning, and you had fourteen hours until the park closed. 
 “You ready?” Logan’s voice was soft and as you heard it, you sighed, nodding. “I really like those on you,” he said as the two of you walked up Main Street toward the center of the park, side by side but not holding hands. “Look.” You’d made it almost to the end of Main Street, the statue of Walt and Mickey visible when Logan stopped you, one hand going to your shoulder. “I don’t mean to be... “ He licked his lips, shaking his head back and forth, and you noticed that Logan’s sunglasses were still on the top of his head, an indication that he wanted you to see his eyes when he spoke, though his gaze was distant. “I’m gonna let Emily pick out a pair for me, or a hat, or whatever she wants.” Oh. You felt yourself relax, breath leaving your mouth in a rush. “They came to the park with their old ears, and I figured after lunch, we could all go and get a new pair, but you…” He shook his head. “You wanted ‘em to walk around with this morning, and I didn’t want to say no, so…” He shrugged. “I’ll get you a second pair when I-”
 “I don’t need two pairs, Lo,” you replied, feeling bad for the frustration you’d felt toward him. “It’s fine, I just -”
 “You gonna tell Em no?” He raised one eyebrow, using the hand that had been on your shoulder to push your hair away from your temple, knuckles trailing down and over your cheek. “I’d like to see you try.” Fighting back a smile, you rolled your eyes at Logan. “That’s what I thought.” He took a breath, eyeing you, and you were relieved to see that the look in his eyes had changed back to normal, the warmth back in them. “What’s first?” Excited again, you turned your head back and forth, trying to figure out which side of the park looked less busy. It doesn’t matter, I don’t think. 
 “Tomorrowland,” you said, pointing - this time with two fingers, which got a laugh out of Logan. “There’s less to do on that side of the park, and then when we meet them for lunch, we’ll be closer to… well, wherever it is that we’re meeting them.” Logan’s grin was as large as you’d ever seen it, and he leaned in, kissing you quickly. 
 “First stop, Space Mountain.” He took your hand and started walking to the right, fingers tight around yours. “And I’m not even gonna tell you where what we’re doing for lunch.” He looked down at you, winking. “That’s a surprise for you, too” 
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Hero - A Bucky Barnes Fanfic
Buy me a ☕ Character Pairing:  Bucky Barnes x F!Reader
Word Count:  4130
Warnings:  PTSD, Domestic Violence, Violence, Angst, Smut (Oral and Vaginal Sex)
Synopsis:  Bucky has trouble settling into life with the Avengers. After waking from night terrors he takes a walk with his service dog and meets you as you hide from your ex.
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Hero
Bucky wakes with a start.  His heart is pounding and sweat beads on his brow.  He’s confused for a moment.  Sure he is still in Hydra.  Sure that he is once again strapped to that machine and they are going to strip him of everything he is.
It’s Minuet, his golden retriever that brings him back to the present.  She squirms her way up the bed and licks Bucky’s face.  He releases a long slow breath and blinks down at the dog.
“Thanks, Minnie.”  He sighs, ruffling her fur.  “That was a bad one, but at least I didn’t go Winter Soldier, huh?”
She licks him again and pushes her face into his hand.  He pats her and rolls out of bed, heading to the bathroom.  Minuet follows, sitting patiently watching him pee.  He turns to look at her and shakes his head before turning the shower on.  He pulls off his shirt awkwardly. Still not completely used to his missing arm.  He’d opted not to have the metal one replaced.  At least not yet.  One day he would.  For now, he just sees the old arm as a weapon and everything is so black and white to him at the moment.   You were either a good guy and you got to live or you were a bad guy and you should die.  Bucky had decided until some gray returned to the world that he maybe shouldn’t be given a weapon.
He catches a glimpse of himself in the bathroom mirror.  It’s the only mirror in his quarters.  Sometimes he considers taking it out.  He hates seeing himself like this.
He looks though.  Running his hand over the jagged, red scar that still hurt so badly when it was going to rain.  You’d think 60 years later it wouldn’t look so raw.  It wouldn’t ache so much.  It’s just a perpetual reminder to him of how he was an unlovable monster.  He can’t even pretend to be the handsome, charming man he used to be.  No one was ever going to buy it with this.  There was still metal fused to his body.  They’d decided that the stump of the former arm was better left in place than removed completely.  He often wondered how he could feel the pain of it being blasted off to this day if it wasn’t even real.
Minuet licks his hand and closes her mouth around it, pulling him away from the mirror.  “Thanks, Minnie,”  Bucky says.  He takes his hand from her mouth and gives her a pat before pushing his pajama pants down and stepping out of them.  Minuet picks up his dirty clothes and carries them to the hamper as Bucky steps under the water.
He lets the warm water rinse his body clean of the cold sweat that’s clinging to him and relax the muscles he’d been clenching.  He stands under the spray for quite a while.  Not washing.  Just staring blankly before turning off the water and stepping out.  He towels himself off.  A task made much slower from the lack of a limb.  He pads back into his bedroom naked and starts getting dressed.  Boxers go on no problem.  Socks he finds slightly more difficult.   Jeans are easy to a point, but getting the button on his fly done up feels like an impossibility.  Even with that trick, the physio had taught him.  He finally gets it closed and attempts to pull on his t-shirt.  He gets stuck, unable to pull it down properly.
“Fuck!”  He curses loudly and smashes his shoulder into the wall in frustration.  Minuet barks and runs over, jumping up on him.
Steve appears a moment later looking bleary and confused.  “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.  Go back to bed.”  Bucky snaps.
Steve walks over to Bucky slowly.  “Here, I’ll help you.”  He said softly.
“I don’t need your help!”  Bucky yells, shoving Steve.
“Buck…”  Steve said, sounding equal parts hurt and pitying.  “It’s okay to need help.”
“Oh yeah?”  Bucky snarls.  “Like how you always came to me when you needed it?”
“So you’re going to be proud like I was?”  Steve soothes, he walks over and helps pull Bucky’s shirt into place.  “It’s 3am.  Where are you going?”
“For a walk.  Is that okay with you?”  Bucky snaps.
Steve sighs.  “Bucky.  Please.  Whatever’s happened, it’s me you’re talking to.”
Bucky sighs and drops his eyes.  “Sorry.  Sorry, Steve.  I had a nightmare.  I just want to walk and clear my head, and I can’t even get my own clothes on.”
Steve considers bringing up the prosthesis issue but decides against it.  “It takes time.  You’re doing fine.”
“Can you help me with my jacket?”  Bucky asks.
Steve grabs Bucky’s hoodie from the wardrobe and helps him slip his arm into it before zipping it up.  Bucky pulls the hood up and picks up Minuet’s service dog coat. She comes over and stands as he puts it in place.  He steps into his shoes and heads to the door.
“Do you want some company?”  Steve offers.
Bucky shakes his head.  “Thanks, pal.  I think I just need to be alone.”
Bucky heads out, Minuet on his heels.  He has no destination in mind.  He just walks.  Part of him hopes someone might try something. That he can get his hands dirty.  But the fact that is a thought going through his mind makes him look less like prey and more like a predator.
There’s a diner open and he decides to go in.  Maybe caffeine and sugar will help.  The door has a bell over it that rings as it opens and then as it closes again.  He blinks in the well-lit room as his eyes adjust to the light and the way it shines off every brightly colored artificial surface in the joint.
The first thing he notices isn’t the smell of bacon cooking or the sound of the grill.  It’s not the red vinyl chairs of the booths.  It’s not the waitress pouring coffee for a guy who looks like he’s just come off a shift at the hospital.  It’s the sound of your crying and the scent of the blood that runs from your nose.
He approaches you slowly.  “Excuse me, miss?  Are you okay?”
You flinch at him, scooting back into the booth.  There’s a bloody napkin you’re holding to your face to catch the blood. You had left your apartment in such a hurry you were still in your pajamas and had no shoes on.
“It’s okay.”  He says softly.  “I’m a super.  You know… like one of the Avengers?”
You look up at him.  “Really?  Which one?”  You ask cautiously.
“Uhh… you probably haven’t heard of me.  I’m kinda new to it. But my name is James Barnes.  If you want you can look on your phone.  I work with Captain America.  There are pictures.”  He says.
You pull out your phone.  The battery is almost dead, and there is a large crack down the screen.  You search Captain America and James Barnes.  His picture comes up with the hero you do know.  And some news article about their names being cleared.
“You can really help me?”  You ask, looking up at you hopefully.
“Only if you tell me what happened.”  He says, sliding into the booth opposite you.
You sigh and feel the cold wet nose of Minuet press on your hand.  You go to pet her and then see the service dog jacket.  “Is it okay to pet her?”  You ask.
Bucky nods.  “Yeah, no problem.  She’s more of a therapy dog than a service dog.  Most of her service stuff happens while I’m sleeping.  Oh, and she picks shit up for me off the ground.  Thanks for askin’ though.”
You pat the golden retriever and she rests her head on your lap.
“She likes you,”  Bucky says.
“What do you mean the service stuff happens when you’re asleep?”  You ask.
The waitress interrupts you.  Bucky orders a slice of apple pie and two coffees.  He then apologizes and asks if you want coffee.  You tell him coffee is fine and the waitress leaves with your order.  Bucky shakes his head.  “If I tell you I’m worried you might not see me as a hero.  Just some wannabe loser.”
“I currently don’t see you like anything.  If you help me, I could care less about how big of a wannabe loser you are.  You’ll still be my hero.”  You say.
Bucky groans and runs his hand through his hair.  “Who am I kiddin’ anyway.  This…”  He gestures to his missing arm.  “Is probably a bigger indicator that I’m not the most super, super of all.  I have night terrors.  She wakes me up.  Sometimes I wake up… not myself and she brings me out of that too.”
“I wouldn’t think that makes you not a hero.”  You say.  “I think the heroic stuff is the definition, isn’t it?”
Bucky looks up at you and smiles a little.  “Will you tell me what happened?”
The waitress brings you the pie and two cups.  She fills the cups with coffee from the pot she’s holding and then leaves you both alone.  Bucky starts to drink he coffee black, but you add both sugar and creamer to your drink.
“It’s my ex.  He - he came to my pace.  Hit me.  Told me I belonged to him.  He was going to ‘show me my place’.  I managed to get away. I tore out some of my hair.  I don’t know what to do.  He works for the mayor and last time I went to the cops they all just patted him on the back and told him not to worry about it.  I have nowhere to go.”
Bucky’s fingers tightened around his cup.  He feels the porcelain start to crack and he consciously relaxed his fingers.  “I can help.”  The words came out as a low growl and he noticed you flinch a little.  “Oh shit.  Sorry, doll.  I scare myself sometimes.”
You relax again and take a bite of the pie.  “What will you do?”
He shrugs.  “I guess he might need someone his own size to pick on.”
“You think that will work?”  You ask.
Bucky reaches over the table and gives your hand a squeeze.  “I’m known for being very persuasive.”
You take a drink of your coffee and look up into his eyes.  They are a gray/blue and look so sad.  His hand is still on yours and you stroke your thumb over the back of his fingers.  He flinches, to begin with.  Just a little.  You notice the shiver that runs down his arm.  “What’s the… how are you…”  You groan.  “What’s your superpower?”
Bucky smiles at you.  “Super strength.  Same as Cap.  I used to have a robotic arm too.”
“I thought you were a new superhero?”  You ask.
Bucky makes a sound that is like a laugh but it’s empty of any joy or humor.  “I was on the other side.”  He shakes his head and pulls his hand away from you, running it through his long hair.  “Not by choice.  They - uhh… did things to me.  Doesn’t matter.  I’m gonna make it right.”
You reach out to him this time.  The hurt is evident in him and you run your hand down his forearm.  He once again flinches, and a shudder runs through him.  “How did you find Captain America then?  Were you like a spy?”
Bucky picks up his coffee and drinks the last of it in two large gulps.  “He found me.  We grew up together.  It’s kinda a long story and… I have trouble talking about it.”
Minuet lifts her head from your lap and moves to Bucky.  She licks his face and pushes her head under his arm.  “Hey, girl.  It’s okay.  I’m okay.”  He says, laughing for the first time since you met.  You can see exactly why he has her at that moment.  She keeps him present.
“Sorry.  I didn’t mean to upset you.”  You say.  That instant, automatic need to placate kicking in.
“Don’t be.  You didn’t know.  Why would you?”  Bucky says.  “Besides… I’m supposed to talk about it. It’s just hard.  Do you get that too?  Just… you know saying the things and getting them out helps after but while it’s happening it’s like you’re actually bleeding?”
You nod and drop your eye contact.  “Yeah, I know exactly what you mean.  It sucks you know?  I was different before him.  Now I don’t trust anything I do.  Any other people.”
Bucky scowls at the thought of some guy hurting you like he’s been hurt.  “You wanna show me where you live?”  Bucky says getting up suddenly.
You and Minuet jump to your feet and follow after him.  When you get out he lets you lead the way.  He notices how nervous you start getting as you get closer to your apartment.  “It’s okay.”  He says, putting his hand on your forearm.  “He won’t hurt you again.”
You look at him.  “Don’t kill him.”  You say.
Bucky stops and looks at you.  “But … what he’s done to you?”
“You’re a hero.  Heroes are supposed to be better.  Just… make him stop.  Make it so women are safe from him.”  You plead.
Bucky looks at you frowning.  The only way he can make sure that will happen is to kill him.  He nods but doesn’t say anything and you lead him to your apartment door.  You open it and step in.
Your ex, Michael has fallen asleep on the couch.  Bucky stalks over to him.  Before he even wakes Bucky has him on his feet holding him by the throat.  “You like beating up women, huh pal?”  Bucky seethes shoving him to the wall.
Michael throws a punch, connecting with Bucky’s jaw.  Bucky barely flinches.  “Who the fuck are you?”  Michael gasps.
Bucky’s fingers tighten around his throat.  Your words; ‘Don’t kill him’ echo through his head.  He’s a bad guy, he deserves to die.  Michael starts gasping and his fingers start scrambling at Bucky’s hand to get it off.  “I’m the last thing you’re gonna see,”  Bucky whispers.
“I’ll leave her alone.”  Michael gasps.  “She won’t see me again.”
Black and white.  Good people live.  Bad people die.  “There are other women.  What about them?”  Bucky seethes.  He can see the life starting to leave the guys eyes.
“I … I’ll turn myself in…”  Michael says, barely a whisper.
Bucky feels a hand on his shoulder and the press of Minuet against his leg. “Don’t kill him.”  You whisper.
Bucky’s hand relaxes.  Shades of gray.  Here the gray isn’t that the guy isn’t scum.  It’s that if Bucky kills him, he’ll be the one punished.  “Call the cops.  Your ex is gonna turn himself in.  Aren’t ya, pal?  And you’re not going to let them go easy on you.  She’ll press charges.  And you’re going to prison, right?  You’re gonna tell them everything.”
“Yes.  Yes.”  He pants.
Bucky lets Michael go and he falls to the floor panting.  “And you’re not going to weasel out.  Because even if you do turn me in… I’ll break out and come and finish what I started.  Do you doubt that I can do that?”
Michael shakes his head, rubbing his throat.
You call the cops and they show up.  You can see when they come for him that they want to just let him go again.  The presence of Bucky, who they check up on and find he’s a registered Avenger, paired with Michael’s open and clear confession means arresting him and pressing charges is the only thing they can do.
When your apartment is empty Bucky turns to you.  “Will you be okay?”
You nod.  “Thank you.”  You say, approaching him.
“I should go.”  He says.
You put your hand on his chest.  “Stay.”  You say, moving closer to him.
He takes your wrist, not hard.  Just moving your hand away.  “You don’t have to repay me with sex.  I don’t need payment at all.”
You reach up and touch his face getting him to look you in the eye.  “What about if it’s because we could both use that kind of touch?  Something that isn’t painful and humiliating?  That doesn’t destroy us from the inside?  What about if it’s just that I see you, James?  That I like you?”
“Why would you want to?  I’m a fuckin’ monster.”
“You’re not a monster.”  You whisper.  “You’re a hero.”
Bucky lets out a slow shuddering breath.  He licks his lips and sucks on the lower one.  A moment passes as he weighs up the offer.  How he is sure you have to be doing this out of pity.  That maybe he should wait to get to know whoever he sleeps with first now he’s mostly Bucky again.  How he really wants this.  He wants to feel wanted.  Not just the way Steve makes him feel as a friend.  But as a lover.  As someone attractive and desirable.
He brings his lips to yours.  You kiss softly at first.  Neither one wanting to take the lead.  You part your lips and your tongue moves forward. It’s met by his.  You unzip his hoodie as you kiss, and push it to the ground.  Minuet comes and picks it up.  When she doesn’t know where to take it she just takes it to the corner of the room and sits on it.
Bucky breaks the kiss and looks at her.  “Good girl, Minnie.  You stay there, girl.”
Minuet looks up and wags her tail and Bucky looks back at you.  “Bedroom?”
You lead him into your room.   He pulls your shirt off over your head exposing your breasts to him.  He runs his hand over one, his thumb stroking over your nipple.  “You’re beautiful.”  He breathes, before kissing you again.  You scramble to get his shirt off.  Finally, you pull it over his head and you gasp.
“What did they do to you?”  You ask, tracing your fingertips down the scarring on his shoulder.
He flinches.  His muscles twitching under your touch.  He seems to try and make himself smaller.  “I told you.  I’m a monster.”
You bring your lips to the scar.  You feel the shiver pass through him.  “You’re not a monster.  They are.”  You murmur against his skin.
“Please don’t…”  He whispers, his arm wrapping around you. His hand going to your hair.
You ghost your lips up the scar kissing it again.  “You aren’t.  James.  You aren’t.”  You whisper as you slowly kiss him.  “They are.  You’re a hero.  You protect people who are small and weak and who need you.”
Bucky goes from fear to lust so quickly.  By the time your lips have reached the top of his shoulder, he needs you desperately.  He kisses you hard.  His tongue pushing into your mouth.  He guides you back to the bed and you sit on the edge.  You unfasten his jeans as Bucky steps from his shoes.  His cock springs up, a bead of pre-come already forming on the head.  You dart your tongue forward and lick it off and Bucky’s hips buck suddenly.
“Fuck, doll.”   He breathes.  “It’s been a long time.  Go easy.”
He watches you as you take his cock in your hand and pump him slowly.  Each touch you make seems heightened from what he expects.  He remembers having sex before he was taken, but not it feeling anywhere near this good.   He moans and when you wrap your lips around his shaft he curses loudly.
He bunches his hand in your hair, keeping his eyes locked with yours as you slowly work his cock.  A flush enters his skin.  His hips rock gently against your mouth.  Precome leaks over your tongue.
You watch as his abs tighten and he groans.  “Stop.  Please stop.”
You pull off and look up at him and he kisses you again.  You let him guide you backward and help him pull your pajama pants down.  Scooting back, you spread your legs and reach for the bedside table to grab a condom.
As you fumble in the drawer, his mouth touches on your pubic mound.  He slips his tongue between your folds and swipes up, flicking over your clit.  He hums as the acidic sweet taste of you fills his senses and laps wide to get more of it.  You arch up, and will your legs not to clamp around his head.
“Oh fuck.  James.”  You moan.
He looks up at you.  “Actually, I prefer Bucky.”  He says.
You blink at him startled.  “What?”
“My friends call me Bucky.”
“Sure, Bucky.”  You say shaking your head.
He returns to your pussy and sucks your clit into his mouth, pressing his teeth down on it and flicking his tongue back and forth.  “Jesus, fuck!”  You cry, bucking into him.
Bucky shifts.  He leans on his elbow between your legs.  He pushes two of his fingers inside of you and strokes them up, curling them so they press on your g-spot.  You start to lose the ability to control your own body.  You kick your legs and arch your back.  You writhe under him.
“Doll, I can’t actually hold you down and do this.  It’s one or the other.”  Bucky smirks.
You pant and look down at him.  “Sorry.  Sorry.  It’s intense.”
“Just relax.”  He says, dipping his head back down.  He keeps eye contact with you as he sucks at your clit.  Heat swirls inside you, pushing down on you. Bucky presses down on your g-spot and nips your clit at the same time and you come.  You cry out and your legs tremble.
Bucky sits up on his knees.  You sit up too, grabbing the condom you were reaching for before and tearing the packet open.  You roll it on his cock and push him down onto his back.  Slowly you start kissing up from his abs, swirling your tongue over his skin.
Bucky moans and his hand tightens on the sheet.  His muscles clench each new place you kiss.  When they relax again, it’s like it’s own kind of release.  By the time you’re straddling his hips, grinding your pussy against his cock, it’s throbbing and leaking into the condom.
You guide his cock into you and start to ride him.  You watch each other.  The lust in your eyes.  They way your bodies respond to touch.  How the muscles clench as you get closer and closer to climax.
You keep your hands on Bucky’s chest.  The way he feels under your palm, the heat and the strength is its own kind of stimulant.  Bucky’s hand runs over you trying to touch all of you.  He runs his thumb over your lip.  He strokes his fingers over your throat.  He rubs and pinches your breasts.  Finally, his fingers settle on your clit, rubbing it in little random patterns.
Your orgasm breaks and you collapse down on top of him.  He holds you and kisses you, as your pussy spasms around his cock, milking his own orgasm from him.  He comes in pulses, moaning against your neck.
You lie together like that for a while.  He slips from within you and you remove his condom and toss it in your wastebasket.  “Thank you,”  Bucky whispers trailing his fingers through your hair.
You smile up at him from your spot in the crook of his arm.  “Thank you, Bucky.  I mean it.  For everything.  You have no idea in how many ways you saved me today.”  You stroke your fingers down his jawline.
The two of you doze until almost midday.  When you wake up you fuck.  This time frantically and with a roughness to it. He takes you from behind his arm wrapped around your chest.  Biting at your shoulder.  You still feel safe and appreciated though.  That this is him just trying something new because he trusts you a little more.
You take a shower before having lunch.  Afterward, he gets your number and heads home.  When he steps through the door, Steve jumps to his feet.  “Shit!  Buck.  I was starting to panic.  I thought you’d run again.”  He says, running to Bucky and throwing his arms around him.
Bucky hugged back, patting Steve on the back.  “Sorry, Stevie.  I just - I met a girl.  She needed help.  This guy had been hitting her.  He’s been arrested.”
Steve stepped back and looked at him.  “Buck.  You see.  You are a hero.  Just gotta ease into it again.”
Bucky smiled, he reached down and stroked his hand through Minuet’s fur.  “I was thinking… I’d like to go speak to King T’Challa.  See if that offer to make me a new arm is open.”
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✮  : ━ CHARACTER INTERVIEW! ❫
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— 𝒃𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒔.
name: Doctor Finitevus nickname: ‘Doctor’ suits him just fine.  He’s accepted that his name is hard to pronounce to most people.  HATES the nickname Fini. age: 32. hoo boy. species. Short beaked-echidna.
— 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍.
morality: Fairly (chaotic) neutral these days. religion: Growing up in a strictly religious family,  he’s of the ‘been there done that’ mindset. No thanks. sins: greed ⁄ gluttony ⁄ sloth ⁄ lust ⁄ pride ⁄ envy ⁄ wrath. virtues: chastity ⁄ charity ⁄ diligence ⁄ humility ⁄ kindness ⁄ patience ⁄ justice. known languages: Fluent in English and German. He can understand Russian speakers but has trouble responding verbally.
— 𝒑𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍.
build: scrawny ⁄ bony ⁄ slender ⁄ fit ⁄ athletic ⁄ curvy ⁄ herculean ⁄ pudgy ⁄ average. height: 3'2″. scars ⁄ birthmarks:  i) A golden diamond in the middle of his head with black markings that splay out on the sides -- he got this from being exposed to tremendous amounts of chaos radiation. The same diamond is a third eye, usually closed. Ivo couldn’t get rid of this (he’s tried). ii) His original arms and legs were horribly burned from that same incident and has since been replaced with robotic limbs. iii) On the nape of his neck is a small carving of his family’s sigil. abilities ⁄ powers: Command over negative chaos energy. It’s unpredictable and it can hurt him if he uses it for too long. This is why Finitevus is mainly a defensive fighter. He prefers to run away from fights if he can. Warp rings are mainly used for travel but he’s become quite talented with using them in fights. Warp rings can make a fight disorienting, which is ideal for him and if need be, he can completely cut someone in half if he catches them in one. And if all else fails, he is fitted with cybernetic limbs. Finitevus is a clumsy brawler (there’s a reason why he doesn’t like hand-to-hand combat) but he’s immensely strong. restrictions: Pure positive energy makes him nauseous. (ex. Sonic or Knuckles’ energy via chaos emeralds/master emerald) Too much of it becomes overwhelming. ... Magnets would... stop him pretty quickly too.
— 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔.
food: MEAT. Loves meat. Rare steak. Fire ants as a treat. pizza topping: Something spicy... dessert: Cheesecake. color: He favours red things. music genre: Looooves upbeat 40s swinger music. Anything with a cheery beat. He likes to listen to his records while he works. movie genre: Black and white silent films. Reminds him of his home. curse word: Lots of russian curses. 
— 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇.
favorite song: Minnie the Moocher - Cab Calloway hobby: GARDENING... man he loves plants. Please talk to him about plants, it’s his special interest. especially carnivorous plants. He has a huge greenhouse in Ivo’s base where he spends most of his time. More recently he’s taken a liking to travelling between worlds (in search of exotic plants to take home) sings in the shower: Nnnahhhh likes puns: Secretly.
tagged by stolen from: @lightdash >:D tagging: @umbrrage​ , @chaosbelle​ , @doceggman​ && anyone else who wants to ! 
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The Sex Contract - Chapter 23
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Genre: friends to lovers au / friends with benefits / mature content / romance / angst
Characters: Shim Changmin x Kaia Ashton (OC)
A/N: Due to the overwhelming request I have followed your encouragement to bring back one of my older stories. This was back in a time where OCs were everything and writing one chapter in each main’s point of view was the trend. I hope that even though I have edited this drastically, that you can appreciate this story comes from my older style of writing. I definitely still read this often and find it enjoyable so I hope you will too.
Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 - FINAL
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Chapter 23 – Changmin’s POV.
“You didn’t know that she was going to be one of the hosts tonight?”
The reflection in the mirror shook his head and Changmin let out a whine at Nayoung. “Why does she have to be here today?! I hate being stressed before a performance!”
“Wait a moment,” the stylist said and then tilted her head to the side. “Are you telling me that you and Kaori aren’t consensually dating?”
“Noona.” Changmin gaped at the woman and then caught her eye. “Have I ever dated someone in this manner before?”
“No, but I thought that it was because she’s like a Goddess.”
He chuckled. “More like an absolute witch.”
“This is a publicity stunt then?” Changmin nodded slowly. “Hey, this is too much. Your fans are going to be so angry if this gets out-”
“Has it yet? I’m not about to compromise the company by not putting enough effort in.”
“Changmin-ah.” Nayoung leaned over his shoulder and smiled at their reflection. “You’re going to tell noona everything after your performance, aren’t you?”
“Why would I?” Changmin challenged and she slapped him on the shoulder with the hairbrush she held. “Ow! You can be so abusive sometimes!”
“You don’t want me to bring up Kaia again, do you?”
Changmin rolled his eyes. “Didn’t you just do that?”
“Well then.” She smiled, knowing she had found a weakness. “I’m expecting to know everything. I am, after all, like a real sister to you.”
“More like a real pain in my side,” he muttered under his breath, getting up from the seat he had been relaxing in and then heading towards the door to the dressing room. Just as he reached it the door swung open, hitting him in the head. “Ow!”
“Oh, Changminnie!” Kaori cried and he groaned loudly, her voice causing more irritation than the door had. “Why were you behind the door?”
“Perhaps because I was about to exit it?” He sat down on a nearby couch, grasping his head in his hands.
“Uh, excuse me are you staff?” Kaori’s voice was thick with fake kindness and Changmin glanced up to see Nayoung slightly stunned by the Japanese woman. She nodded awkwardly. “Could you leave us alone for a moment?”
“Uhhhh-”
“Whatever you have to say, can be in front of her.”
“Please?” Kaori smiled brightly and Changmin cursed inwardly when Nayoung nodded again numbly and left the dressing room. He sighed, wishing he could think of a legible excuse to leave the room too. Kaori then turned to him, folding her arms across her chest.
“Don’t you have any MC duties? It’s a busy job to have.”
She laughed happily. “Aw looking out for me Minnie?”
“Hardly.”
“I needed to tell you something important.” She smiled and checked her appearance in one of the mirrors against the wall, irking Changmin that she once again was taking her time for dramatic effect. “There is a girl here that I’ve met before in Japan. She stood out to me because she’s not Korean.”
“So?” Changmin looked at the woman casually. “We do have foreign fans.”
“She’s a reporter. I just met her backstage.” His blood chilled as he realised that Kaori wasn’t telling him this information to be kind. “Who is she?”
Changmin coughed and attempted to stare at her unfazed. “Didn’t you just answer your own question when mentioning she’s part of the press.”
“Is she VIP for TVXQ information?”
“I guess so, she’s a staff member of SME,” he continued, getting up and going over to get a bottle of water from the table across the room. Changmin willed Yunho to get back from his meeting with their dancers. Anything to make Kaori leave him alone before she got him stuck in a bind.
“It’s funny, do you always follow staff members when out in the public eye too?” Changmin snapped his focus towards the woman, who examined her manicure for a moment before connecting her unnaturally large eyes upon his. “You didn’t think I realised? Do you not understand my interest in you Changmin? I chose you because I knew there would be a challenge involved. Now that there’s a girl in between us, well I’m really put out.”
“I have nothing to do with her.”
“Oh but I think you do. And I won’t hesitate to make it difficult on you either.” The door swung open and let out the vicious tension within the room. Kaori placed a warm smile on her face towards Changmin’s manager and Yunho, bowing lightly. “Have a good performance, I’ll be watching from the press section in front.”
She then left the room, Yunho examining Changmin’s expression. He frowned. “You okay?”
“Uh, yeah.” He tried to nod. “As best as I can be with a run in from the witch.”
“Changmin you really don’t know just how lucky you are for her attention,” his Manager stated and laughed to himself.
Luck was definitely something Changmin was lacking with Kaori Kimura.
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TVXQ took to the stage towards the end of the festival, the wait making Changmin incredibly nervous. On four occasions, he had wanted to run out and find Kaia, hoping that he could find a way to get her away from Kaori. After thinking over the conversation Changmin had with the woman, he knew that she wasn’t going to be the type of person to just let the matter sit with a conversation. That was what made Changmin the most anxious, hoping he had enough time to interfere.
He looked out into the screaming crowd, diverting his eyes to down in front of him. Scanning the sea of reporters, he found the face he was after, taking a deep breath. Kaia didn’t look worse for wear, though Changmin wondered what exactly he should have been trying to decipher within her expression. Yunho nudged him and Changmin blinked rapidly, smiling weakly at Yunho and preparing for the first song. They hadn’t been given their signal yet, and so he blinked passed the harsh lights, gazing back at Kaia. An involuntary gasp left his system with the arrival of Kaori near Kaia, her eyes beckoning him to make a move. She knew she had found something to hold above his head, the power she now possessed expressed openly upon her porcelain features. Changmin was helpless to react, hearing the sound of WHY’s music finally start, forcing him to turn around and wait for the signal.
When he spun back around, Kaia’s eyes briefly caught his before falling away. She dashed off, and he clamped his eyelids shut, thrusting his arms out to the sides like an otherwise synchronised robot. Changmin had never wrestled with himself as much as he did throughout that performance, though he knew the only one who would pick up on his mistakes would be Yunho. It had almost become second nature to sing and dance without being completely aware, and Changmin was thankful that he wouldn’t cause damage to his reputation as an entertainer upon this stage. They moved onto Before U Go, and Changmin noticed Kaori was still watching on with a confident smile. He expressed his frustration through his dancing, not even caring about the ache in his weak wrist. The only thing that was on Changmin’s mind was getting off this stage.
They finished with B.U.T and with a bow, the already energetic crowd exploded with applause. Changmin didn’t wait for it to finish though, rushing off to the exit and bypassing staff members that held bottles of water and sweat towels. His focus darted about the activity backstage, wondering if he could find Kaia back here, but it was fruitless. He instantly went out into the Press bay, ignoring the fans screaming and searching for the spot he had found on the stage. The flashes of cameras were blinding him, and Changmin attempted to look through them, noticing the name on one of the girl’s passes around her neck. Smiling, he reached for her wrist and dragged her out.
“What the-”
“You come with me,” he instructed, dragging her back inside hastily and all the way to his dressing room. Changmin closed the door behind them and offered the brunette a chair to sit down in. Now that the lights weren’t blinding him as much, Changmin cringed lightly at the rash effort he had gone to. “I’m sorry for just grabbing you.”
“What the hell are you doing?!” his Manager questioned as he came through the door a moment later, Yunho following him. Yunho visibly relaxed and then ushered the irate man out of the room, telling him he needed to discuss something important.
“Uh, is there a reason you came for me?” the girl finally asked and Changmin nodded. “What?”
“Do you know Kaia Ashton?”
“She’s my colleague.” She tilted her head to the side. “She ran off when you were performing. Told me to stay and capture the rest of the data for the concert. I wanted to go after her, but my job entails me to be professional at events like these.”
“Can I borrow your phone?” She eyed Changmin warily but reached in her pocket all the same. He bowed lightly before punching Kaia’s number. The call connected after the second ring.
“Abby, I’m sorry for just leaving but I suddenly felt ill.”
“Where are you?” Changmin asked and heard the girl gasp. “Kaia, come on, where are you?”
“I don’t think I can see you Changmin, just leave me alone.”
“I’m going home, please come over, there’s something important I need to tell you.” Changmin took a deep breath. “It’s really important you come, okay?”
“I’m sorry.” She hung up and Changmin instantly recalled Kaia but she had already turned her phone off.
“Is everything okay?” Abby asked and Changmin shook his head, taking a seat heavily. “I uh, I know some details about you and Kaia because she discovered who I was dating and kept it secret for me. If I can help you in any way, I will.”
Changmin glanced at the girl and then smiled. “Actually that might be what I need.”
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Chapter 189
Devin
My fucking day was delightful. I chuckle to myself walking into the house. I feel like some happy white man coming home to his American dream. Pure joy. The feeling not my family. They are dysfunctional as fuck. I wouldn't be surprised to see my son walking around with his dick out again.
"You were smoking?" Trey asks taking stuff out of the fridge.
"I thought you and your wife were going out."
He shrugs. "Changed our minds."
I lean on the counter. "I feel like a bitch nigga who done made up his mind to commit suicide."
"What?" Trey says staring at me. "You made any plans?"
"You some fucking interventionist? Why the hell that sounds so professional?"
Trey shrugs. "Your kids will miss you. I'll make MiMi my second wife."
"Aye, I'm cool with that if I'm dead. Shit, at least she rich without me."
"Nigga?" Trey says then starts laughing.
I stand up straight. "I am on some other shit right now. I like making business moves that MiMi will be proud of. It's the marriage shit got me thinking about her."
"Marriage do change your way of thinking. I need to find a way to trust my wife."
"Shit you rich. Pay somebody to follow her."
Trey laughs. "Drugs are bad."
"So one doctor saw that the other was driving to work everyday with a driver and the same car. So he find out he paid for a car from my company then he requested to have a similar car there for him at all times. Now I have 3 permanent drivers who are bringing tuition type money every month."
"Yo?" Chris says coming in the kitchen on the phone. "You not at nobody house. Cause I can see you. Why you playing, yo?"
"Look at this bitch." Trey says.
I laugh. "Your girl missing?"
Chris stares at me. "Nigga my girl left this house with your girl."
"My wife." I say nodding.
"And you cool about not knowing where your wife is? Amber where you at, yo?"
I stand up. "MiMi, not here?"
"No."
"Trey what are you doing?" I ask him as he takes more stuff from the fridge.
"Making a sandwich." he snaps.
I look at my phone then put it on the counter. "My phone dead. MiMi mad at me anyway so she won't tell me where she is."
"Is that all that got you so happy? Your new client?" Trey asks.
"My wife." I shrug.
Trey drops the spoon on the counter. "Why should I have to make my own sandwich?"
I look to see if he is serious. "I mean... If you want to eat."
"CiCi." Trey says on the phone now. "I need a sandwich made. You want a sandwich?"
"Me?" I say sitting up. "Yeah, let get a roast beef sandwich. Lettuce, tomato, mayo and mustard."
Trey walks out of the room repeating what I said. Who is going to clean up his mess? A few seconds later Forrest comes into the kitchen. Like a robot he starts putting the stuff into the fridge. Lane comes dragging his body into the kitchen whines. Forrest ignores him. Lane follows him. Trey walks back in the kitchen. He reaches out his arms. I was confused until I realized that he was carrying Minnie.
"Girl Baby." I say taking her. "You miss, Daddy?"
"Temaine?" Lane says letting go of Forrest. "Way you going?"
"Into the room, Daylan. Stop calling me Tremaine, nigga."
Lane starts whining like he had gotten fussed at. "Okay."
I stand up grabbing my phone. I go into Lane's bedroom. He has two beds in his room. One for him and one for JJ that fits under Lane's bed. JJ was lying on the bear in the middle of the floor. At least he has clothes on. I'm leaving him there. I take Minnie in the room. She was fussing before but by the time I get to the bed where her milk was she is sleep.
"Mom."
"Devin, I have been calling you all day."
I chuckle. "Oh really, beautiful?"
"Don't play with me. You said you would talk to your wife about visiting me."
"You know she ain't gonna come. Mom, call her."
She sucks her teeth. "To hear her say no."
"I played a joke on her today. She not talking to me." I say laughing.
"Bye, Devin."
I laugh. She hung up on me. My mother makes it hard for MiMi to get along with her. She does stupid shit like not talk to her. Don't disrespect MyAsia. Last thing you want to do. So if course they have problems. My father calls my phone next.
"Devil."
"Dad."
He sighs. "You know pictures aren't good enough. We have never met your daughter."
"You never seen my house either. How about I buy you tickets to come visit us."
"That's sounds..."
"What about the rest of the family, Devon?" My mother snaps.
He sighs. "You know your grandfather would love to see the new baby."
I laugh. "Dad, call MiMi."
"If I must." he says hanging up.
I close my eyes. It was only for a few seconds. I jump as it feels like Minnie falls from my chest. I scrunch up my face looking into the face of MiMi. She is on her phone. She laughs really loud then sits down putting Minnie to her nipple. She rolls her eyes and take a deep breath. I turn over on my side.
"Where you been?"
"Don't have your fucking parents calling me with bullshit. You know I'm not going to Chicago. Why can't they come down here? I don't understand why they always doing shit like that. Devin?"
I open my eyes. "Mookie."
"Shut up." She retorts.
"I told them, Moo." I say sitting up. "You know my dad always gets on the phone trying to please her."
MiMi rubs on her breast that Minnie was sucking. I lay back on the bed then sit up really fast. I had some good news for her.
"I have another 100,000 dollar contract."
"Who can afford to pay you that much money to drive a car?"
I stand up. "Part of it is for the car. The other part... I mean I only actually get $30,000 but 100,000 sounds good."
"30,000 dollars? So you making that times 3 plus the money driving people around everyday?"
"Plus security."
She smiles at me. "I'm proud of you."
"Don't say it like that."
"Say it like what?" she spats.
"Like I'm a fucking baby or some shit."
She rolls her eyes. "I said I'm proud of you. How the fuck else you want me to say it? Your problem is that nobody ever said it to you not how I said it."
I mean. I shrug it off. "Aight."
"I'm still proud of you."
"Thanks." I say staring at her.
She slowly turns her head to me. "Your son tries his best to act like you. I swear."
Lane walks into the room. He is licking on a popsicle in his underwear. He must have a fever. He stops in front of MiMi watching her breastfeed. After a few seconds he puts his hand on her boob. I start to say something. What that little nigga touching my wife for? He moves his hand.
"You milk in there?"
"Yes."
He holds his popsicle to MiMi mouth. "Eat it."
"Lane, I'm fine."
"K." he says walking out.
 Cammie
How do you get your husband to glue himself to you? Sex. Trey is being extra annoying. It's 12 at night and him and Lane won't leave me alone. They are competing for my attention. They both walking around here with fevers. Trey's started 5 minutes ago and he acting like he dying. I try not to exhale as he lies down on me.
"You can't be on me if you have a fever, Tremaine."
"I don't have a fever."
I sigh. "I just checked your temperature. It said 100.9. That's not a fever?"
"I was eating my sandwich."
"Which is cold."
He slides down my body resting his head on my stomach. "It's from sex."
"That was 2 hours ago?"
"I back." Lane says getting on the bed with his ice cream. "Hey, Mommy."
I cut my eyes at him. "Hey, Lane."
He sits there pouting. I reach over and grab his arm pulling him closer to me. There is no need for all of this. He tries to put his head where Trey had his head. Trey jumps out of his sleep looking at Lane funny. Lane takes over the spot completely then starts eating his pedialyte popsicle.
"Tremaine." I chuckle as Trey stares at Lane. "Lay on your own pillow, not me. You are going to get hotter."
"I'm good." he says lying his head further down near my pussy.
I roll my eyes. How the hell am I supposed to sleep like this? I feel Lane's head. He swats my hand away from him then he quickly turns his head looking at me. I should slap him upside his head. He already knows to expect it. I roll my eyes at him. He starts whining then kicks his feet.
"Stop." Trey says in a very deep voice.
"K, sir." Lane says going back to eating his popsicle.
I close my eyes. Caden has been sleeping all night lately so he shouldn't be bothering me. I open my eyes. Trey had jumped up off the bed. What? He walks into the bathroom. I sigh then stand up. Why did he suddenly get sick? I lean on the doorframe watching him. He wipes his face with a towel leaving the water running. I thought he was throwing up or some shit. He cuts his eyes at me from the mirror. I roll my eyes and walk out.
"Jayla?"
"Tremaine." I say lying down.
Lane wasn't in the bed. Maybe I should go find him and check on him. I stand back up out of the bed. Trey was still in the bathroom. Shit keeps getting strange. I check Lane's bedroom. Sometimes he will sleep in his bed. Most times he won't. Tonight he was in his room but not in his bed. Forrest was in his bed. Lane was lying on his pillow pet blanket on the floor. He starts whining then stop. I'm taking him to the doctor in the morning. I go back into the bedroom. Trey is on the bed.
"Jayla?"
"Trey, say something. What?"
"Come here."
I pick up thermometer. "I need to take Lane's temperature. I'll be back."
He doesn't say anything. I take Lane's temperature. It was lower than earlier. I'm glad of that. I still want to see what he has going on. I turn to walk back to the bedroom. Trey is standing at the door watchjng me. I walk by him like I didn't see him. I turn around into him.
"You still acting sick?"
"I was never sick."
I sigh. "Okay, Tremaine. You having nightmares?"
He grabs me pulling me close to him. "Jayla."
"Stop calling my fucking name. Say something else. Don't say Jayla."
"Jayla."
I cover his mouth. "You don't feel hot anymore. What the hell was wrong with you earlier?"
"That." he says touching my pussy.
"Sex doesn't give you a fever."
"You ever took your temperature afterwards?"
"No." I say walking away from him.
He grabs my arm then lets it go. I go into Caden's room. I might end up putting Caden and Lane in the same room. Lane acts like everything in Caden's room is his anyway. It will give us an extra room for guest.
"Caden?" I say touching his chest. He was woke. "You just lying here quiet. What's the matter? Don't poke your lip out now that I'm talking to you."
He lets out a cry. I rub his chest. He already knows damn well I'm not picking him up because his butt wants to fuss. I turn around suddenly. Trey was standing behind me. He chuckles wrapping his atms around me. He must have saw Trey. He continues to pout. Trey bites my neck then he picks Caden up.
"Tremaine?"
"Cad, tell this lady to leave you alone. Why you up with your big eyes?"
Caden smiles at Trey then reaches for his face. Trey brings him closer to him so that he could get to his face. Caden brings his mouth to Trey's nose. He lets him try to bite his nose. I go to walk away. Trey stops me then puts Caden down. I chuckle. He really gonna put his son down to follow me around? Trey puts Caden down. Caden kicks his feet until Trey starts humming to him. Then he lied there doing nothing but looking around. Trey grabs my wrist. I don't know what for. I put my ass on his hand and mine. He stops humming.
"That's exactly what I want." He says grabbing my ass.
"You sick though."
He walks away from Caden. "Let me show you."
I scrunch up my face waiting for Caden to start crying. Nothing. I look around Trey. He put some spell on my child. Caden was lying there playing with his foot. There is no way he is letting me rub his belly then leave him lying there by himself. So is it my fault that my son is bad? Did I make Lane the way he is? I go over to Caden alone. He sees me but closes his eyes. I guess it doesn't matter now. His cute butt is sleepy.
"Jayla?" Trey says picking me up.
"I don't see how Caden cries for you then stops and let you walk away."
"He was crying for you. He couldn't see me. He never cries for anybody but you. Stop bullshitting."
I frown. "He... Tremaine. That would mean I'm the only one giving him want he wants."
"Look at Lane."
"He wouls whine to the wall if he felt like it."
Trey stands me up by the bed then chuckles. "Lane when I first met him was crying for you and acting like he couldn't walk. Stop acting like you suddenly realized that your kids hate for you to walk away from them. Why did Lane have a fit earlier?"
"Which time?"
"Cammie, stop acting like you this tough parent who don't take no shit off her kids. You get an attitude with Lane. Play with his emotions then he plays with your emotions. He don't get beatings anymore because he learned when to stop. He goes just as far as you let him. You teach him to be bad."
I push Trey. "Shut up."
He pushes me back onto the bed. "Lying ass."
"Tremaine."
"Let's see how this pussy taste tonight." he was grabbing my waistband
I put my foot on him. He just uses that to his advantage taking my shorts off. I didn't have on anything under them. I'm not feeling the fact that he said I'm the blame for Caden and Lane's attitude. Do they really copy me?
"Tremaine, I am a tougher parent than you. You barely spank Lane."
"But when I raise my voice he stops most of the times. Why beat him? And I never want to pop him when I'm about to leave." he kisses my thigh. "You not winning this."
I sigh. "I'm going to be meaner."
"Hold your breathe."
"You better hold yours."
He chuckles. I put my foot on his back. He was playing games kissing my thighs and nothing else. I feel like I never did what the therapist suggested I do. Be a mother and a wife instead of a nother and a wife when Trey is around. I think that I do it not to hurt myself. I don't like thinkinf about what he is doing when I'm not around. That life is just so far from what I want my life to be. I'm doing it again. The life I want is this life.
"Camila. I say your fucking nane 3 times and you don't say shit." Trey says pushing himself up from the bed.
"I..." I shrug.
I guess I just fucked up my good head. I giggle then turn over on my back. It's nothing to make it up to him. Trey is very easy to please. I turn my head looking behind me to see where he is. He was walking over to the bed on his cellphone. He smiles at it then he looks up at me still smiling.
"You made me text the wrong number."
"I didn't do nothing."
He gets on the bed. "I told Fab that I had a key for him when he get here."
"Who the fuck were you texting about keys? To what?"
"Your... Kain. You forgot already? He said that he knows a little something about painting and touch up work. Nigga probably never had a real job in his life."
I chuckle looking back at him. "His grandfather did that type of work."
"But him having a job?"
"You might be right. He young. Tremaine, I messed up my lips getting kissed?"
He lies his body on me. "You know all you got to do is ask."
I press my ass against him. "I kinda like dick more."
"Just fucking dick?" he snaps.
"Trem..." I sigh just slightly. "I like your dick better than your head."
He straddles me. He was naked now. I glance back at him. He was taking his shirt off. Damn, I feel like he delaying all of this on purpose. I move my ass under him. He leans down kissing my back.
"Tremaine."
"I can't get my shit up."
I turn a bit. "You a lie."
"Damn, if I really couldn't that would hurt."
"It would have been harsh." I laugh. "I'm sorry."
He isn't paying me any attention. What I was saying that is. He is focused on my body. I turn around lying my head on the bed. I move my hips up and down. He grabs my waist then he lifts it holding me close to him. Caden starts whining. I glance over at the monitor. Somebody was already in there. I reach for the monitor. Trey stops me leaning down entering me at the same time.
"Do... Tremaine." I focus on my point. "Did you see who that was?"
"Forrest."
I reach back towards him. He moves my hand then puts his hand under me grabbing my tittie. I shake my head. Hmm. Trey bites on my neck. I try to move him but he bites harder.
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reifromrfa · 6 years
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RFA guys + Minor Duo with MC who does a trust fall at an amusement park
requested by @3-oclockfairy​ :
If you don't mind doing it for RFA + V + Saeran... MC and S/O go to an amusement park and are waiting in line for one of the rides but it's super long and boring. MC can't stay still so she trust falls backwards on unsuspecting S/O
Hello! Thanks for this request!! I added a few scenes of what the guys do with MC in the park before getting to the trust fall part, I hope you don’t mind! I added Vanderwood too because I absolutely love him :)) Enjoy~! ^^
Putting it under the cut because it got long ;;; Also heads up guys! I’m considering V as part of the RFA (because come on guys he’s the founder) so it’ll just be RFA guys + Minor Duo now :)
Yoosung
You two go there in matching outfits so you don’t lose each other in the crowd
He loves amusement parks! More for the parlor games and the food than the rides though ;;;
He treats the trip like a quest in a game and the #1 goal is to make sure you have loads of fun with him
He wins you stuffed animals and also eats loads of junk food with you
And he’s fine with the spinning teacups ride, bumper cars, ferris wheels, the carousel —rides that don’t have high drops or sudden dips
So you guys have loads of fun on those rides
He’s fine with the mini roller coasters and you guys scream when the ride dips
You scream because you’re having a blast and he’s screaming because he’s genuinely freaking out
He makes sure to take photos because he wants to make sure to document your moments together
But maybe because he wants to make Zen a bit jealous too hahaha
When you tell him you want to enter the park’s famous haunted house
He reluctantly agrees because he already wussed out on the big coasters ;;; He’s too shy to say no to the haunted house
But there’s a really really long line
Lol not that he minds hahahaha
Yoosung you’re only prolonging the inevitable
While waiting, you notice he’s getting fidgety and nervous because you guys can actually hears the screams of the people inside the haunted house
So you decide to do the trust fall
And poor Yoosung panics
“MC!!!” he screams as he reaches out to catch you
And he does
And he’s mind blown for a moment because holy shit he didn’t mess up
And he’s blushing because you’re smiling at him
Well, that distracts him as you guys wait in line
Inside the haunted house is another story though :)))))))
Zen
Zen is psyched to spend a romantic date with his princess at the amusement park!
He actually researches on the rides in the park so he would know where to take you
Lol actually he researched the best picture spots lololol
He’ll definitely buy you two matching souvenirs because he loves it when you two have couple keepsakes
Takes lots of selfies with you
He likes rides enough but he’s not a big fan of rides with loads of loops
He will never let you know though because he’s ZEN THE KNIGHT!
A lot of his fans recognize him though, and you guys get stopped for a quick photo op every now and then
Zen keeps apologizing to you but you don’t mind, you’re actually pretty proud of him for gaining more fans the past year and also it’s nice to know that out of all the girls, he chose to be with you haha
He nails the strength test, the ball hitting the bell and you could hear the girls around you swooning
He would enjoy the shows and parades so much and he’d even lift you onto his back so you could have a better view
Sings along if he knows the songs and totally performs the dance too and you’re laughing and also blushing because his eyes never leave yours
When you go on scary rides though, he would just scream his fears away and enjoy it as best he could
As long as his princess is happy, he’s happy
Before you guys leave, he spots the carousel and asks if you want to go on it
You happily agree and you two get behind a really really really long line
Zen gets asked for more photographs during the wait
And when the fans finally leave, you two get some quiet time to yourselves
And you decide to do a trust fall
As you’re falling you feel a strong arm around your waist as he catches you and pulls you closer with just one arm
And to anyone else, it looks like you two were dancing and Zen dipped you
“Babe, are you falling for me again~?” he would ask you teasingly
Then he would lean closer to you and whisper in your ear, “Don’t worry, my princess. Your devoted knight will always be here to catch you.”
You guys finally get on the carousel and lo and behold, it’s Cinderella-themed
You get on a horse and he stands beside you
And you guys get the best selfie of the day, with the dark sky and twinkling lights from the ride and whimsical creatures and Zen’s face next to yours as he kisses your cheek while looking at the camera
And the following day the internet is flooded with photos of you and Zen in each other’s arms and the one with you two on the carousel
Lolol and God Seven is having fun spamming Zen’s Tripter bot
Jumin
He agrees to try going on a “normal date” with you to the amusement park
But seriously he doesn’t understand why a date at the most expensive hotel in Dubai isn’t considered a normal date. Seriously, what’s the difference, MC? This guy ;;;
When you guys get there you totally freak out because you love amusement parks!
And he’s never been to one so you’re super excited to go into haunted houses, eat lots of junk food and go on rides with him
You guys get on a small roller coaster at first, because you don’t want to scare him off or make him dizzy immediately
Jumin Han on a ride is like a robot on a ride
You’re screaming and laughing even though it isn’t scary but he’s beside you just looking around with his usual stoic expression
Jumin’s thoughts: I wonder how much it would cost to invest in this amusement park. It seems as though people like going here to entertain themselves.
;;;; Jumin honey you’re supposed to be enjoying yourself ;;;;
You buy him a blue cotton candy while you munch on your pink one when you notice he’s just staring at his cotton candy
“MC…do people actually eat this? It’s similar to a cotton ball.”
You giggle and pinch some of your cotton candy for him and he opens his mouth and you feed it to him
“How interesting.”
Jumin why you so cute and clueless hahahaha
And you tug on his arm when you see the ride you’ve been wanting to go on
And he sees the long line ;;;;
“Jumin, it’s okay, it’s part of the experience!”
But it’s been fifteen minutes and you still haven’t gotten on the ride and Jumin Han does not like waiting under the hot sun
So you decide to try doing a trust fall to keep him on his toes
The moment you turn your back to him, he looks at you and when you start falling
This man catches you instantly and he asks you a billion questions
“MC, are you okay? Are you feeling warm? Do you need cold refreshments?”
Jumin is worried and you reassure him and explain to him
He smirks and says, “I will always catch you, MC. Please rely on me and entrust yourself to me. I won’t fail you.”
And he holds you close to him and keeps an eye on you during the wait
You finally get on the ferris wheel and when you get to the top, the sun is setting and you two have the best view
Jumin realizes what you did and he pulls you into his arms and kisses you
And also asks Jaehee to research on amusement parks when he gets to work the next day ;;;
Saeyoung
OH MY GOD
THIS GUY IS MORE EXCITED THAN YOU
You guys are lined up even before the gates open
And when they open the gates, he grabs your hand and you two run into the park
You’re both laughing and he’s having such a blast
He insists on going on all the rides with you
Yes, even the kiddie rides
And he tries the duck shooting booth with you
And he misses all the ducks on purpose and you’re laughing at how much of a dork he is
He goes again though and manages to get you a cute alien stuffed toy (lol the kid manning the booth goes from bored to super impressed)
Buys you guys matching headbands (like a Mickey Mouse/Minnie Mouse thing haha but he insists he’s Minnie)
You guys really want to go on the scariest roller coaster in the park so you line up
…it’s been half an hour and you’re still in line
And you’re really bored because Saeyoung was playing an online game with Yoosung while waiting
So you get this brilliant idea to do a trust fall to see if he’d catch you
“Saeyoung?”
“Yes?” he says, not looking up from the game he was playing on his phone
And then you turn around and suddenly you’re falling backward towards him???
But this guy was a secret agent
His reflexes are actually pretty good
He stands behind you and catches you in his arms and lands a kiss on your cheek
And returns to his game
“Didn’t I tell you I’d always be here to catch you when you fall for me?”
He winks, grins and kisses you again
This smooth hacker
He doesn’t get worried because he knows what you’re up to; you two practically share the same mind
When it’s finally your turn to go on the ride he’s super psyched
And the moment the ride dips
You guys scream at the top of your lungs
And everyone near the ride swears they hear someone scream:
“THE DEFENDER OF JUSTICE SAVES THE DAY!!!!”
Jihyun/V
Note: I really don’t want spoilers for the V route guys haha I’ll just assume he got the treatment for his eyes though because V deserves better~
You want to go the amusement park and he’s as excited as you
Because he can take more photos of you in a different setting and probably a background bursting with colors and life
He’s been to the amusement park once for a shoot but never really got to experience the rides so you ask him to make do with his mirrorless camera instead of his DSLR because you want him to go on rides with you and it’s more hassle to carry a DSLR
And once he gets there he’s overwhelmed with all the sights, sounds, smell and the feel of the place
It’s so happy there
Immediately whips out his camera to take photos of the place and of course, his muse —you
He’s such a gentle guy that fast and high roller coasters aren’t for him, but he goes on other rides with you
Loves taking candid photos of you while you’re laughing or smiling
He’s not an expert on parlor games but he tries his best and manages to get you a stuffed cactus toy
He’d rather photograph you as you’re tossing coins or shooting some hoops
Or eating cotton candy and popcorn with those cute character hats
Omg this guy is having so much, he can’t wait to get home and sort through the photos
He requests that you go on the ferris wheel because the view from up there must be amazing
And you guys line up
But after thirty minutes you’re still in line and you’re starting to get bored
So you do a trust fall on your unsuspecting boyfriend
Oh boy does he lose his shit at the sight of you falling backwards
Nearly drops his camera as he reaches out and catches you in his arms, holding you tightly, his eyes wide with fear
“MC, are you alright?” he would ask worriedly, helping you to your feet and checking your temperature
And you tell him you were just doing a trust fall and he sighs, relieved
“Did I pass then?”
Of course you did you beautiful marshmallow
You guys get on the ferris wheel and you can’t help but smile at him as V goes crazy with his camera, taking shots of the scenery
But then as you reach the top, where the view is the best, he puts down his camera and holds your hand
And you’re wondering why he’s not taking a photo of the sunset
And he scoots closer to you, smiling at you
“Because there are some moments I’d rather capture with my own eyes than behind a camera.”
He would close the gap between you and kiss you
And you two would hold hands and enjoy the view together the rest of the way down
Saeran
He’s never been to the amusement park
And he’s not really thrilled to go to a place where there will be loads of families spending time together and having fun
Because he never really got to experience that with his family
Holy shit Saeran I wanna hug you right now ;A;
But you’re determined to show him a good time and let him experience what he’s been missing
So when you two get there, you take him to a chill roller coaster
But when the ride dips he grabs your hand and holds on tight and closes his eyes
“Saeran? Are you okay?”
Okay so maybe no roller coasters for Saeran
But like Yoosung, he would kill the parlor games and win you a lot of stuffed animals
Lololol the guy managing the shooting booth got scared at Saeran’s quick and accurate shots
And he actually blew off the head of one of the ducks omg
And his eyes go wide when you take him to an ice cream parlor and he gets to eat loads of ice cream
He enjoys the parades too and you see him smiling when he sees two kids laughing and cheering the mascots during the show
You manage to convince him to go on the ferris wheel with you
But the line is long and you get worried that he’ll get bored
So you decide to do the trust fall
And he gets flustered
He reaches out to catch you but he’s not ready
So you two end up falling to the floor
“OMG SAERAN I’M SO SORRY”
“MC WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING”
You two are red and blushing and he’s kind of annoyed but then you kiss his cheek
Because he still managed to catch you and it’s actually sweet that he took all the blow from the fall, making sure you were safely on top of him
And he turns even redder
He’s still blushing as you two get on the ferris wheel
He calms down though when he sees the view below him and feels you slip your hand into his
Would probably pull you in for a make-out sesh
And you two would emerge from the ferris wheel with you blushing furiously and him with a satisfied smirk
Note: I imagined him being like Jumin, all stone-faced and stuff but I think that deep down, Saeran wouldn’t be the one to seek out thrill? He’s been bent on revenge on Seven for so long but he was under the influence of Mint Eye and the drug thingy and maybe Saeran would be all for violence and danger —but not thrill rides where he has no control over the drops and the loops and the sudden twists. He’d be pretty much powerless and I think that would scare him so yeah ;;;
Vanderwood
He reluctantly agrees to go with you to the amusement park
Only because when you asked him and he declined, Saeyoung offered to accompany you and he pushed Saeyoung out of the way, insisting that you two are already going together and Saeyoung wasn’t invited
Vanderwood in casual wear with his hair tied up is a treasure
He totally attracts way too much attention in his body hugging clothes but he’s too busy worrying about you
Because apparently you’re an adrenaline junkie and you love amusement parks
And you keep dragging him around everywhere
He doesn’t miss the looks the other guys are giving you
He rarely gets to go out on dates with you because of his job (and because he wants to keep you safe) but for this one date, he just thinks fuck the rules and slings his arm around you, wanting the whole world to know that you and him are together
This guy doesn’t miss the chance to impress you with his skills
So much prizes from various games in the park
You get him to pose for a decent shot together and he blushes a bit because deep down he’s screaming, he’s so happy
He’s fine with rides because those are nothing compared to his missions
He lets loose and haves fun with you, laughing as you scream during rides and put your hands up
While waiting to go on another roller coaster
You decide to test how fast his reflexes actually are
And you suddenly do a trust fall
Which makes him dive for you
And you end up in his arms, your faces inches apart
And you’re both blushing furiously
But he touches your face lightly and kisses you
And you’re melting because oh my God your boyfriend is kissing you in public
He’s never done it before and it’s how you know you mean a lot to him
And when he pulls away, he merely says, “You idiot. Don’t do that, I can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt.”
You’re basically on cloud nine for the rest of the day
BEST DATE EVER 10000/10
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ultimateoptimus · 3 years
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Martin Mertens and Minerva Campbell Frogman Forme
Another new Summer 2021 Frogman Fubblegum art and just in time for Mothers' Day and Fathers' Day Double Damage '21: White Shark Frogman Martin Mertens (Alignment: Hero/Resistance, Origin: Natural, Archetype: Scrapper) and Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman Minerva Campbell (Alignment: Hero/Resistance, Origin: Natural, Archetype: Defender), the Teenage High School Persona User Frogmen of Class 3-D of Hub Island, young dad and mom of Finn Mertens and granddad and grandmom of Lucián and Longina Mertens-Bonnibel from my Cathedral of Butterflies alternate reality!
Martin's Frogman Theme is the Submarine Titans White Shark High School Terminator Submarine SCUBABoy. Minerva's Frogwoman Theme is the Submarine Titans Black Octopus High School Nurse Rescue SCUBAGirl.
>> Bio // Martin Mertens the White Shark Frogman and Minerva Campbell the Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman, Teenage High School Persona User Frogmen of Hub Island of Class 3-D. The Resistance Scrapper White Shark High School Frogboy and the Hub Island Helper Corps Defender Black Octopus High School Rescue Froggirl. The Giant Robot Wreckin', Gas Hands Brawlin' Teen High School Rebellious Recon of the Emperor Arcana and the Saintly Teen High School Space Age Future Nurse of the Lovers Arcana. The Teen High School Atomic Submarine Frogman User of Nucleoprotonic Super Robot BGY-11 Big Guy and the Teen High School Medical Submarine Frogman User of ArchMediAngel Maria. These two young teenage high school native children of Hub Island who go to the same Hub Island High School and the same Class 3-D are whole planetary systems of their own as wildly different as Light and Darkness, Summer and Fall, White Sharks and Black Octopi, Superheroes and Giant Robots, Coca-Cola and Pepsi. On the White Shark corner, Martin is everything you can hope for in a Rebellious Recon Resistance One Man Renegade Commando Team: a handsome young devil of a high school boy loaded who plays the game of life his way with nasty tricks worthy of a con artist to get himself out of tough situations, a two fisted bare knuckle brawler who is as good with his Ultimate Gas Hands and Daikatana Replica (A picture perfect copy of the Mighty Daikatana down to the mirror polish of the blade and the energy slashes minus the Time Travel power) as he is with his Beam Magnum, Magnum Revolver Model Evoker and Big Guy's Big Guns and Big Knuckle Sandwiches if and when it's time to bash some heads in and a real bad 'tude to go with the whole weapons locker - more than enough for Martin to sally forth to the world and back as Recon Team explorer and take on even giant mathin' robots head on and bare knuckle two fisted with. On the Black Octopus corner, Minerva is what you would call the Model Hub Island Helper High School Girl: a kind and selfless soul of a high school girl who is as well versed in the knowledge of medicine as only befitting of a future Field Nurse of Hub Island as she is in fighting the bad guys with her Impact Needle, Desert Eagle Model Evoker and ArchMediAngel Maria's Megasteel Megascalpel and Surgery Gloved Wings if and when it's time for aggressive surgery, very clever and all too willing to help to the point of going above and beyond the call of duty and what's considered "right". But Martin and Minerva are the living examples of the "Opposites Attract": both go to the same Hub Island High School, both are in the same Class 3-D, both are secret teenage high school boy and girl Persona Users of the Freedom Phalanx and the Praetorian Resistance, the Holy Church of Saint Minato, Psyker superhumans of EGO (Evolutionary Generation Organiztion) and both attend the same SCUBA class at the Hub Island High School Deep Olympic Pool to train as Water Shark Frogman and Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman respectively, complete with their own unique and custom made school swimwear and SCUBA gear, Martin being the classic and tough-as-atomic-subs yet hi-tek double hose regulator Frogboy and Minerva the sleek, futuristic and just as hi-tek single hose Froggirl. And train Martin and Minerva did, starting with the safety of the Hub Island High School Deep Olympic Pool with the ABCs of SCUBA Diving, Out-of-Air Emergency Simulations that involve turning off your and your fellow frogkid's air tanks off and simulating out-of-air emergencies as real as they get, but not too real and Emergency Ascents as part of Minerva's Rescue Frogman training and Martin's too and moving on to the wide underwater world of the open waters at the Hub Island Beaches, Pre-War cities gone underwater and all. Before you can say "Neptune's Trident!", Martin and Minerva became top of the class Frogman students in the Hub Island High SCUBA Club, with Marty's devilish charm and Minnie's above and beyond the call of duty willingness to help
sparing the Rebellious Recon Boy a one-way ticket to ReEd, their love for each other growing more and more... and then came the day of Martin's and Minerva's secret Rapid Response Rescue Frogman out-of-air simulation mission in a Drowned Pre-War City with a high school and an Olympic size deep swimming pool, complete with high schoolers' SCUBA gear, dive jackets and air tanks littering the pool, with Minerva playing the part of the out-of-air SCUBAgirl in the submerged school pool and Martin the SCUBAboy swimming to the rescue and both SCUBA diving with only their main Frogman Rigs and their Spare Airs, AirFins and Pony Bottles left at the diveboat to make sure no cheating happens. It was the first Kiss of Loyalty and Love between Frogboy Martin Mertens and Froggirl Minerva Campbell inside the submerged high school pool that brightly sunlit, warm summer day as the White Shark Resistance Frogboy kissed sweet lifesaving air into the Black Octopus Rescue Froggirl's lips and soon ended up hug each other in a tight warm loving embrace once her surprise makes way for relief and love, their puffy cheeked lips connected to each other's and sharing their breaths of air, their personalized regulators floating below their mouths, their colorful sporty school swimsuits and wetsuit colliding and connecting with each other, soft fabric brushing and rubbing, their swim gloved arms holding the two at the waists and finned feet kicking like the young SCUBA lovers they are, the dive ending with Martin and Minerva breaking the surface as newlyborn and newly baptized teenage high school SCUBA kid lovers. The rest, as Martin's and Minerva's son Frogboy Finn "PG87" Mertens learns in his own teens, is history.
> White Shark Frogman Martin Mertens // >> Gear // Martin's White Shark Battlesub Frogman swimwear is his olive drab and yellow double chevron with yellow highlight lines White Shark Boys' One-Piece Beachbody School Swimsuit with silver Philemon Butterfly Mask Necklace, olive drab with yellow double chevrons and yellow highlight lines front zipper White Shark Boys' Smoothskin Longsleeve Shorty Beavertail Wetsuit with inbuilt swimgloves and double olive drab weight belts he wears over his school swimsuit, olive drab with yellow highlight lines White Shark School Swim Cap with inbuilt clear glass and olive drab Swim Goggles, olive drab smoothskin swim gloves and swim socks and olive drab with yellow double chevron Beam Magnum leg strap holster with his class number and name printed on his White Shark Boys' One-Piece Beachbody School Swimsuit and Swim Cap and his White Shark Battlesub Frogman Gear is his White Shark ABC Kit of strapless 360 degree Bubblemask, olive drab and yellow with clear cap Purge Snorkel and an olive drab with yellow double chevron and yellow lines pair of Aggressor Fins and his White Shark Frogman Rig is his olive drab and yellow double chevron with yellow highlight lines White Shark US Divers/Scubapro-Style Advanced Breathing System Stab Jacket with olive drab and yellow double chevron and yellow hose Air 2-Style Integrated Octopus Inflator, his custom built olive drab and yellow double chevrons with yellow highlight lines White Shark US Divers/Scubapro-Style Advanced Breathing System Hardshell Triple Air Tanks with olive drab and yellow double chevrons with yellow highlight lines White Shark Terminator Sub Plasma Jets and his olive drab with yellow double chevron and yellow air hoses White Shark Argonaut Kraken-Style Double Hose Regulator. His Playstation Portable-Style DiveCOMP, his Spare Air Emergency Air Tank in bright yellow holster, his Ultimate Gas Hand, his Beam Magnum and his Magnum Revolver Model Evoker represent his weapons and the rest of his kit, his Daikatana Replica to be summoned from Subspace when needed.
> Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman Minerva Campbell // >> Gear // Minerva's Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman gear is her hospital white with blood red highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Helper's Girls' One-Piece Old Style Tek School Swimsuit with silver Philemon Butterfly Mask Necklace, hospital white with blood red highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Helper's School Swim Cap with inbuilt clear glass and blood red Swim Goggles, blood red with white lines Helper's Inflatable Water Armband with the Helper T insignia printed on it, hospital white with black teklines swim gloves and swim leggings with the Hub Island Helper Corps insignia, "Hub Island Helpers" and her class number and name printed on her Black Octopus Girls' Old Style Sukumizu and the blood red Helper T insignia printed on her Swim Cap and her Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman Rig is her Black Octopus ABC Kit of strapless 360 degree Bubblemask, hospital white and blood red TekSnorkel and hospital white and tek black with blood red lines pair of SexaTekFins built in her swim leggings and her Black Octopus Rescue Frogwoman Rig is her hospital white with blood red highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Helper's SpaceJet AutoInflating SexaDiveWing with MagLock Clip backpack straps compatible with her Helper's Girls' One-Piece Old Style Tek School Swimsuit and all swimwear and wetsuits with "Helpers" printed on the inflatable wings, hospital white with blood red highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Helper's SpaceRocket Hardshell Hypercapacity OxyBio Air Tank with the Hub Island Helper Corps insignia printed on it and hospital white with blood red air hose and highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Sherwood Maximus-Style Helper's Ultraperformance Aquadynamic OxyBio TekRegulator with the Hub Island Helper Corps insignia printed on its front, her alternate hospital white with blood red air hose, breathable air pillow and highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Sherwood Maximus-Style Helper's OxyPillow AirFin OxyBio TekRegulator with the Hub Island Helper Corps insignia printed on its front, two hospital white with blood red air hose and highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Helper's OxyBio PonyBottles with MagLock Clip backpack straps compatible with all swimwear and wetsuits and two hospital white with blood red air hose and highlight lines and black teklines Black Octopus Helper's OxyBio Helper's AirFins with MagLock Clip neck straps, all four with the Hub Island Helper Corps insignia printed on their OxyBio TekRegulators. Her Helper's Impact Needle, Desert Eagle Model Evoker and Playstation Portable-Style DiveCOMP represent her weapons and the rest of her kit, her Impact Needle to be summoned from Subspace and transformable to Medical Mover Mode as a divejet when needed.
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twoteaspoonsofsuga · 6 years
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My Angel, My World (Yoomin Fanfic)
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AN: Well hello BTS ARMY.
Suga is always putting himself down and Jimin is always trying to pick him up. During an intimate encounter Suga starts to get teary and doubts that he deserves Jimin. Jimin sets him straight.
What people failed to understand about Suga, was why exactly he was so motionless all the time. Jimin had explored this side of his hyung when they were roommates.  He’s watch Suga endlessly, the elder with his knees to his chest and though he didn’t move an inch, an energy rolled off him. A raw, intense energy that fizzled out any spirit Yoongi seemed to possess.
His body was still, but his mind never stopped. The younger could see in flickering in his eyes like wildfire.
When Jimin came to this realisation it hit him like a guilt train in the heart. For all they had teased him and for all Suga must have struggled in his solitary state, there was another hit. The guilt built more and more until moments later, on that day so long ago, he rolled off his plush couch and shuffled, bare feet to the sofa seat.
Suga was still as the cushion dipped and the film played on, quiet in the background.
“What do you think about so deeply?” Sugar turned his eyes to him. “Should it matter to you?”
“You matter to me, so I think it should.”
Something softened in him, for the briefest of moments. “Do I?”
“Are you slow or something?” Jimin chuckled. “Of course, you matter.”
Suga shrugged. “It’s not important what I think.”
“Yes, it is.
“What do you want?” The tone was clipped. It should have bothered Jimin more. But it didn’t, because by now he knew it was all a mask, a barrier between Suga and the rest of the world.
“I want to help.”
“I don’t need you to. I’m fine.”
“Yoongi.” It was Jimin’s time to be irritated, his jaw set and his puckered lips puffed out. “Just stop this. How much longer do you think you can you go on alone? People care for you. People worry for you. It isn’t fair that you don’t let them feel like they can help you. It makes me feel so helpless when you do this.”
Sugars soft brows furrowed. He stared down at his bare knees under the tears in the denim. For a while Jimin just leaned against the wall, patient and watched him bursting at the seams. So much in that mind, too much in that mind.
“I would feel…guilty. To put my problems onto your shoulders.”
“But I asked you to.”
Suga nodded. Jimin smiled, his first little breakthrough. “What were you thinking?” the younger asked again.
“It’s silly.”
“We are friends with Hoseok. Nothing you can say would sound silly compared with him.” He chuckled, eyes rolling away affectionately.
“Hm…you’re right.” He let his legs out their arm cage. “Okay…um…I don’t know how to say this shit but, do you ever feel… ugly?” There was a beat and then Yoongi closed his eyes. “My god, why did I ask that to you of all people, of course you d-“
“I feel ugly. Now and then.”
Suga’s sparkly little eyes widened. “You?”
“Is that surprising?”
“Yes. You are…you’re very handsome. Everyone knows how handsome you are.”
“Not every-“ “I’m no way near as pretty as you. You couldn’t be in a room with me and feel ugly.” “Yoongi…”
“It’s true.” “You think such horrible things about yourself. You are very pretty.” Suga turned his head out of the lamplight and toward the starry night above. He couldn’t let Jimin catch him blushing. “I’m not.”
“My Suga Hyung… “
“I’m not yours.” Jimin cocked his head. “I don’t even have a small part of you?”
Suga scowled, but didn’t answer, shifting in his seat and playing with hair. He gave in slowly. “I guess…a part of me.”
Jimin beamed, big a beautiful and Suga couldn’t help but smirk back. “And have I ever lied to you Yoongi?”
The other shook his head.
“Then why would I lie about how you look. I think you’re so attractive.”
“Then why does nobody…approach me, no girls will be with me.”
“Because you act like a robot and let nobody see the warmth in you. You should be warm more often. The very few times you are warm with me it makes me so happy. When you pay for my meal and help me get ready for a performance. When you trust me to write by your side or look after you. It makes me really happy. I like it.”
Suga tilted his head, Jimin smiled kindly and waited for his reaction. “Minnie, you are very sweet to me.”
“I told you, you matter to me.”
Suga let out a soft sigh and for some reason, he reached for Jimin’s hand. And for some reason, Jimin didn’t blink. Their fingers just tangled lazily between them and Sugar stared at their fingers.
“You matter too…” There was a pause. “You really think I’m attractive?” “If you don’t believe me, ask the ARMY. There are pages of blogs dedicated to your face.”
“Hm.”
Yoongi still didn’t look massively convinced.  It was something that came up more than once and even after they started to date. Most of their problems stemmed from Suga putting up walls and Jimin disregarding them as if they were silly.
But they worked through. They got better. Suga loosened up and Jimin became more serious, especially about his Yoongi. The other members noticed, they saw them converge, sun and moon collided, shadow and light played off each other and created something new and beautiful.
They all knew, and they were so happy. No questions needed to be asked. When Suga would wander off to bed, the others would simply leave the room, like today.
Suga…secretly they all knew, hated to sleep alone. He hated even more to sleep without Jiminnie… but they weren’t stupid enough to assume it was all that happened between them in the bedroom. So off they went, as Jimin bid them a goodnight too.
As he got to the room his Yoongi was only half dressed, in just his jeans and his beanie. He looked tense, as he always did when his social clock had struck midnight. He looked tired.
Jimin came up behind him without a word, arms tight around his waist and pressed kisses along his shoulder with those perfect lips.
Suga rolled his head back, the tension slowly fading like pain watercolour by the gentle sprinkle of rain.
“My Yoongi…you are exhausted.”
“Not too much to fuck you Minnie.” Jimin made a soft noise against his lips. Suga tried his best to turn Jimin around and push him onto the mattress, being sexy about it. But he merely guided him a few steps toward the bed before slumping against his shoulder. Jimin breathed a laugh and cradled him.
“Oh, Yoongi come here.”
He sat him down on the bed and pulled off his hat, running his fingers through his now blonde hair and breaking it up so it wasn’t so flat like Suga hated. Then he fell to his knees and Yoongi’s eyes fell with him, he watched Jimin unzip his jeans and pull them and his underwear down his legs. The elder blushed.
Jimin had learned Suga to be shy about his legs, thinking them too skinny. So, he kissed them, his lips gracing his thighs again and again.
“Minnie…so sweet.”
Jimin said nothing but smiled up at him, happy for the praise. He suddenly without warning took Yoongi into his mouth. The hyung gasped and threw his head back his fingers threading in Jimin’s hair. He massaged his scalp as Minnie’s tongue massaged the underside of his cock as he pulled back up.
“You are so good at that Minnie…” he groaned covering his face.  Jimin bobbed gratefully between his legs and closed his eyes, leaving his love to tangle the sheets with his fingers. Jimin didn’t bring him to edge and stop too many times before he pulled off. He wanted to ease the tension not create more.
He pushed him gently against the bed and straddled his waist, his legs bracketing him and his hands caressing his torso, reverently.
“My Yoongi…I love you.”
“I love you too.” He breathed. Their fingers tangled together on the sheets and Jimin smiled down at him from above. But, Suga was lost in thought, the younger could feel him slipping away from the situation. So, to balance it, he began unbuttoning his shirt.
He let it fall open and threw it behind him as Suga’s fingers wandered absentminded over his abs.
“Hey…Yoongi?” Jimin’s voice was so soft. “Suga? Come back to me.” He patted his cheek and Suga’s eyes fluttered.
“Sorry.”
“Don’t apologise. Just…stay with me yes?”
Suga nodded. The singer above him wriggled out of his clothes bit by bit. Slowly he exposed himself fully and was using Suga’s hands in his own to touch him, caressing his chest and hips and his thighs, his cock twitching the whole time, painfully hard between his legs.
“Mm, let me touch myself…let me prepare for you.”
Yoongi nodded, dazed and panting and he leant up on his elbows as Jimin leant back against the foot of the bed, legs splayed, exposing himself. He sucked, smouldering on his fingers, making Suga shiver as he pressed a finger into himself. He arched high. “Yoong…”
Suga’s eyes blown dark he scrambled on his knees, crawling closer to get a closer look. Jimin whimpered and spread himself wider.
“My angel, my world,” Yoongi looked up upon his face as the youngers head rolled back and his eyes closed, face screwed in ecstasy. “I do not deserve you.”
At first Jimin took that sentence lightly. He was surely just caught up in the moment. But then the phrase came again, with a choked-up tone to accompany it. “I do not deserve you.
A stab of pain and Jimin was cracking his eyes. Suga’s were wild, he was looking everywhere at once, cheeks pink.
“I don’t deserve you…” he repeated, voice trembling.
Jimin leant up, pulling his fingers out slow and furrowing his brow. “Suga…”
“I don’t d-deserve-“ “Stop… stop.”
Jimin cupped his cheeks. The elder seemed shocked by this, by everything, his eyes were filled with tears, his breath was ragged with sobs. He wasn’t even sure how he ended up this overwhelmed.
“My…my sweet Yoongi…come here.”
Jimin pulled him between his legs and held him close, stroking his back with a trembling hand.
“I’m sorry Jimin… I don’t…”
“You shouldn’t say those things Yoongi. You really shouldn’t. It hurts every bone in my body.” He kissed his temple as Suga sniffled.
“I know…I don’t even know I’m just…”
“You’re tired and you aren’t thinking straight. That is what you are. You’re trying to please me, but what pleases me the most is to see you healthy and happy. If you are too tired Yoongi, I would much rather hold you than make you hurt like this.”
Yoongi closes his eyes and rolls them onto their sides, legs entwined, and foreheads pressed together. “You’re so sweet Minnie…so sweet.”
“I only tell you the truth.” A pause. “Yoongi?”
“Mm?” he wiped his cheeks.
“You deserve the world. He deserves everything. You are so good, so beautiful to me.”
“I deserve the world?” “Yes.” “So I deserve you?”
Jimin drew him into a searing kiss.
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That’s What Family’s For
A/N: Day 18 of the 25 Days of BAU Christmas! Will learns that after years of insisting he have off for Christmas, his chief needs him to work one year. Henry (around 6/7 years old) is super sad that his dad has to work, so the BAU decides to surprise him by showing up to JJ’s place with extra toys and pizza for dinner.
Daddy has to work this year.
I know he’s a police officer and he helps people who need it, but I wish he could be home on Christmas.
Mommy says that he’s been home for Christmas every year since I was born and his boss said he needs to be fair and let someone else have the holiday off. She used two fingers when she said “to be fair.” It sounded different too, but I don’t actually know what that means.
Instead of opening presents this morning, Mommy and I are going to wait until Daddy gets home tonight. Now I’m watching the parade instead. It’s cool. I really like the Marvel Heroes float (It has Spiderman on it. I love Spiderman) and the Big Hero 6 float, but I miss Daddy anyway.
I turned around to see Mommy cooking breakfast in the kitchen. She gave me a big smile. Hopefully, she’d put a bacon smile and chocolate chip eyes on my pancakes too. I always have smiley face pancakes on Christmas. “What’s happening after breakfast?” I asked. I tried to sound happy even though I really missed Daddy.
“Well, you and I are going to watch some of the parade together and then there’s a surprise coming.”
“Really? What is it?”
I wonder what the surprise could be. Maybe grandma and grandpa LaMontagne are coming over? I don’t get to see them as often as I’d like to. Is there a toy coming that I get to play with now?
Mommy poked my nose with her finger. “I’m not telling you. You just have to wait and see.”
While Mickey and Minnie made their way down Main Street USA, I snuggled into Mommy’s chest. “What’s your favorite float?” She asked.
“What do you think Mommy?” She knew my favorite thing. Mommies always knew their kids favorite stuff.
Because my head was on her chest, it bounced up and down when she laughed. I like Mommy’s laugh. “Let me guess,” she said. “Is it the Marvel float? Because it has Spiderman on it?!”
“Yessssssss.” 
Next thing I knew, the doorbell rang. I must’ve fallen asleep on Mommy’s lap. “I think it’s your surprise,” Mommy said. “Go ahead. You can open the door.”
What could it be? 
No. Way. 
“Uncle Spencer! Aunt Emily! Uncle Derek!” Everyone was here. Uncle Aaron even brought Jack with him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked. I jumped into Uncle Spencer’s arms. “Aren’t you having Christmas at home?”
“Well,” Aunt Emily said, coming over to give me a kiss on the cheek. “We know that Daddy isn’t going to be home until later tonight so we wanted to come over and keep you company until then.”
Uncle Spencer put me back down on the floor and I started to bounce up and down. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I have the best aunts and uncles in the whole wide world. 
I got hugs and kisses from everyone. Jack even gave me a hug and said he didn’t want me to be alone because he knows what it’s like to miss his Mom on Christmas. She got taken away a few years ago by one the bad men that Mommy fights. “And we have presents for you!” Jack said. I saw him holding a present behind his back, but I didn’t realize it was for me. 
Everyone had a bag with them. “These are all for me?”
Uncle Dave picked me up with one arm. “All for you, kiddo!”
“Mommy! Can I open presents now?” 
“Yes, but you know what to do after you open them right?”
Umm...I think I do. “I have to thank everybody for my presents, right?”
“That’s right.”
Uncle Dave gave me his bag and said Merry Christmas, while Mommy put some pancakes out for my aunts and uncles. She looked like she was crying, but she was smiling and talking to Uncle Spencer. Once, she told me about something called happy tears, so I think that’s what they were. “Oh this is cool! Thank you, Uncle Dave!” It was a giant wooden construction set that could be built in a lot of different ways and I can race marbles down it. 
Uncle Spencer seemed to think the toy was cool too. “That’s a great toy for problem solving and STEM skills!”
“Me next!” Jack cried, hopping off the chair to hand me a present with a piece of pancake falling out of his mouth. “This is from me and Dad!” When I opened it, I wasn’t sure what it was. It looked like a red water gun, but with a showerhead on the end of it. Jack must’ve noticed I was a little confused. “It’s a voice changer! See?” He started talking like Darth Vader.
“Cool! No, I am your father! Mwahahaha!” Everyone smiled. I have to show Daddy this later. He’ll love it.
Uncle Derek got me a super cool T-Rex dinosaur. It guards the door from bad guys and even puts pictures of dinosaurs on the wall! Mommy said it’s called a projector. I can’t wait to use it tonight. “Thank you, Uncle Derek!” 
“Any time, little man.” Uncle Derek gave great hugs.
I did still miss Daddy, but instead of being sad, I was excited to show him all my new stuff when he got home. “Me next!” Aunt Emily said. “Merry Christmas, Henry.” She gave me a kiss on the top of the head.
“It’s a kite!” I’ve always wanted a kite. It looked like a rainbow bird. “Thank you, Aunt Emily! I love it!”
Mommy was still crying. “Mommy are those happy tears?”
“Yes, sweetie. I’m glad you’re not sad anymore.”
“I can’t wait to show this stuff to Daddy!”
“Fairy Godmother coming through!” Aunt Penelope was my godmother. Like Uncle Spencer was my godfather. Aunt Penelope always bought lots of presents. It was like she couldn’t help herself. “My precious little godson. Merry Christmas!”
She got me three things. Mommy laughed when I opened the box. “It looks like Aunt Penelope went overboard again,” she said. Inside the box were a box of chocolate covered pretzels, a penguin nightlight (he was really cute), and a Spiderman Lego set. Daddy had to help me with the Legos. It would be so much fun. 
“Thank you, Aunt Penelope!” I cried. “I love it! Would you like a pretzel?”
“Of course, honey. You know me all too well.”
Last was Uncle Spencer. I couldn’t imagine what he might have gotten me. “I know this isn’t the real thing, but I hope you like it anyway.”
“What is it?”
“You have to open it and see,” he laughed. Mommy looked confused. I don’t think she knew what it was either. 
I peeled back the wrapping paper slowly until I saw a puppy face on the box. “It’s a robot puppy!” I really want a puppy, but Mommy says it’s too much work right now. “Oh my god, I got a puppy! I’m going to name it Parker.”
“For Peter Parker?” Uncle Spencer asked. He seemed really happy when I nodded. I think he’s happy that I’m happy. 
I jumped into Uncle Spencer’s arms and gave him a big hug. “Thank you, Uncle Spencer.”
“You’re welcome, Henry.”
It was just after 12 o’clock and Christmas had already been awesome. Daddy was going to love all my new stuff. Plus, I still got to open presents with my parents later. “Thank you everyone!” I gave everyone another hug. Mommy said that there’s no such thing as too many hugs. 
While all my Aunts and Uncles started to talking to Mommy, Jack came over to me. “Want to play with Parker?”
Jack nodded and we started to take him out of the box. “I hope you don’t miss your Dad too much anymore. He’ll be home later.”
“I feel better now. Thank you for coming over.”
Jack smiled. “Of course. You’re like my cousin. That’s what family is for.”
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