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mafiadad5 · 4 months

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One more night with you.

Part 1 (the sequel) - recommend to read first

Genre- angst (plot), barley any smut

Warnings- fingering, 18+, arguing (in some sense)

Ten / Hendery x fem reader

Word count- 3k

Summary- it’s been years since everyone has split up from high school, but a knock on the door graduation day changes everything.

*authors note* - hi xoxo, how I write their personality’s are nothing compared to the real them, it’s just for plot lol. I recommend reading part 1 first so you understand what’s happening and it has actually smut. Thank you for reading plz lmk how you like it! No proof read cus… >.<

Three, Two, One

All the seniors shouted in sync as we threw our navy blue caps in the air. I hugged my best friend as the caps came flying down. Nothing but smiles and a relieved aura filled the air as the sun shone in the light blue sky.

I felt someone's arms wrap around my waist as I turned around.

"Hi Y/n."

"Oh hey Hendery." I smiled, pulling him into a hug. "We finally finished huh."

"Yep."

We smiled at each other.

"Well I'll get going." I said, brushing his arm before turning away. "Wait Y/n." He grabbed my arm, making me turn towards him again.

"What's up?” I looked at him, his face now serious.

"Nevermind, it's ok. I'll see you around ok.”

I nodded giving one more smile before turning away.

The day went on as I told everyone my plans and wished everyone farewell. I was sitting in my apartment, watching tv when I heard a knock, my attention gearing to the front door as I got up from the couch, pausing the tv. "Hey." I heard as I opened the door.

"Oh hey Hendery..."

I smiled, stepping out of the door frame to let him in. His hands were behind his back, hiding something from me as he stepped inside my house. "I got you something." He pulled out a big brown teddy bear, handing it to me with a big smile. "Oh thank you." I smiled, giving him a hug, setting it on the kitchen counter with the rest of my graduation gifts. "Hey, um..." I turned to look at him as he spoke.

"I'm sorry for breaking up with you, I was just scared you were using me for my money."

"It's ok, I just wish you would've trusted me, and last time I checked it's your parent's money not yours. I was dating you, not them." I smiled, placing my hand on his cheek rubbing off a loose eyelash.

"Can you be with me again?"

He grabbed my hands looking me in the eyes. "I don't know." I said, rubbing his thumb ever so slightly, breaking away from him as he went to the front door. "Can you think about it?" I nodded, staring at him with a small grin, about to shut the door.

"I love you Y/n."

"I know Hendery."

I closed the door behind him, going to the teddy bear, holding it for a little, knocked out of my thoughts by my foot hitting something on the ground. "How did he forget his whole wallet?" I said out loud. There was another knock at the door shortly after, probably Hendery realizing that he left his wallet. "Coming." I said in annoyance as I went to the door. I opened the door, freezing almost instantly, my eyes filling with nothing but shock as I saw who stood before me.

"Congratulations."

He stood there, a big bouquet of roses in his hand. "Come in." I said, moving out of the way. "Ok, so where should I put this?" He walked in, examining the room placing the roses on my kitchen counter, looking at my shocked expression shortly after, a smile appearing on his face as he faced towards me, leaning on the kitchen counter.

"What's wrong, you look like you've just seen a ghost.”

"I have."

He giggled, moving closer to me with a comforting smile.

"Hey Y/n."

"Hey Ten."

I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug as he gripped my waist, pulling me deeper into him. "Where the fuck have you been, I've missed you."

"I know Y/n, I know."

We sat in silence for a few seconds, taking in each others scent. I ended up breaking the hug, going to the kitchen opening up the fridge. "Do you want anything?"

"Yea, a water sounds good."

I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge, handing him one as he followed me to the living room, sitting beside me on the couch. "I had business in another country that my dad made me go do." He looked at me, sipping his water, setting his bottle down on my glass coffee table that sat in front of us. "He didn't even give you a full year to settle in college." He giggled, as I sat my legs up on the couch, signaling him to do the same, but he kindly rejected. The conversation got more comfortable as it seemed like we were talking for hours, getting off track every time we started a new conversation. The time past and the sun had set as nothing but lights from the outside and the door lit the apartment. I got up from the couch, closing the blinds and curtains, turning on my warm living room lamp. His tan skin glowed under the light, his cat eyes staring daggers at me as I walked by him into the kitchen, his resting face turning into a smile when I noticed him staring. I got two wine glasses and a bottle of wine, going back to the couch, sitting down beside him with a smile, handing him a glass. I went to grab the wine bottle, but Ten instantly grabbed it from me.

"That's for me to do darling."

His fingers dragged softly on mine as he took the bottle from me, pouring it in my glass, maintaining eye contact the whole time. He poured himself a glass too before turning to me, holding up the glass to cheer. Somehow throughout the night I ended up on Tens lap as we giggled and laughed, me shuffling around on his lap to get comfortable.

"Baby stop you know how sensitive I am."

"After all these years you still haven't changed."

We looked into each others eyes before laughing. "You know what you do to me, no amount of time can change that."

"Mmm" I hummed before playing with his hair, an unintentional smile appearing on my face. "Wait, I forgot to say, this is a nice place you got here." I let out a small chuckle as I looked around. "This small place, don't be sarcastic, I can barely afford it."

"Do you have a job yet?" I looked at him, getting up with an unamused face, grabbing my water bottle. "I just graduated today and you think I already have a job?"

"Just come work for me and my family."

I almost choked on my water as I turned to look at him. "What do you mean work for?"

"I mean work for, my dad owns a company."

"Are you serious?"

"Yea, why do you think I left in the middle of college?"

"I thought you went to military school?" He looked at me serious for a second then just laughed. "Where'd you hear that from darling?" I sat back into his lap his arms wrapping around my body, one of his hands holding my hip, the other on my thigh. "I can get you a job, yea I'll be gone for a few more years but I'll get you set."

"Really?"

I looked at him, his cat eyes relaxing on mine as I played with his bangs.

"Well, only if you kiss me."

"Ten you're drunk, relax." He moved his face closer, holding my face in his hand, caressing my cheek slightly as he looked deeply in my eyes.

"I've had two glasses just like you, so that would mean you're just as drunk as me." His soft voice mixed with his pink smooth lips had me in a daze as I looked at him in his eyes, his face moving closer to mine, our noses brushing together. "You know you want to." I looked at his lips then looked back into his eyes.

"You're crazy."

"Mmm." He hummed into my lips, his soft sweet lips finally coming into contact with each other as we sunk into each other. The kiss was deep and passionate as my hand gently wrapped around his neck. "I'm crazy?" He broke the kiss for a second, looking at me in the eyes with a sly smile, smirking as I pulled him back into the kiss with no comment. The kiss lasted for minutes, just feeling his lips, his taste was everything to me.

"Can I get on top of you?"

His voice was breathless as he broke the kiss. I nodded as he flipped over on top of me, falling deeper into the kiss. He gently bit my bottom lip, swiping his tongue on it for permission to enter my mouth. We kissed each other passionately, his tongue swiftly going into my mouth. He kissed down my jawline, placing messy kisses leading to my neck.

"You know I've missed you right."

He whispered, his words sending shivers down my spine as his words vibrated on my neck. "Mhm." I let out a soft moan, his lips sucking gently, leaving small markings. His hands slowly traveled down my body, one of them sliding into my pants. "You're so pretty." He said his finger massaging my clothed clit. "Ten." I quietly moaned out. He messily kissed me again, sliding into my underwear, teasingly swiping over my sensitive bud. He placed a finger into my hole, earning a moan out of me as I broke the kiss and threw my head back.

"Does that feel good baby?"

His voice echoed through my mind as he inserted another finger. I let out loud moans as his fingers went faster in and out of me, he kissed me passionately, muffling my moans. "I'm almost there Ten, don't stop." His fingers went faster, hitting my g-spot as he toyed with my clit. I was almost to my high, grabbing his hair with my head thrown back, when I heard a knock from the front door.

"It's nobody, please keep going."

The knocking continued, knocking me out of my thoughts. "You sure you don't want to get that?" Ten said, getting off of me, causing me to let out an aggravated grunt.

I got up to go answer the door, there stood Hendery. "I forgot my wallet pretty girl." He said as I went to the kitchen to get it for him, Ten getting up from the couch.

"I know that's not the ex that left."

Hendery looked at Ten, giving a sarcastic smile. "Cut it out Hendery." I spoke quietly, reaching for his wallet.

"I heard you were back, but I thought you left already because you know, you like to ditch your friends."

"Obviously you don't you smell just like Layla ." Ten said, rolling his eyes.

"I noticed that too earlier." I laughed, Hendery looking directly at me. "Oh is that why you said you didn't know if you wanted to date me again, you think I'm fucking her?"

"Again?"

Ten looked at Hendery then turned raising his eyebrows at me. "Oh she didn't tell you I was your replacement when you left?"

"Shut up Hendery, you know it wasn't like that." I turned to him, an annoyed look on my face. "Wasn't I just a replacement when Layla left you? We're even, so don't try to play that card." Hendery turned to me, getting ready to say something but got abruptly interrupted by Ten.

"You dated my ex? You're just the best friend ever."

"Oh now I'm your friend? It didn't seem that way when you walked out on me when I needed my best friend the most, when you dated the person you knew I liked." Ten took a deep breath, grabbing his keys. "I'm not about to deal with this right now." He slipped his shoes on at the front door, giving us one more look before opening the door. Hendery crossed his arms, moving beside me.

"Walk away like always."

Hendery spat out causing Ten to pause at the door for a second, then walk out, shutting the door behind him.

"He's gone...again."

Hendery said, taking off his shoes, turning to look at me.

"He's gone."

I said looking at him, turning away walking to the couch to get up the wine glasses. I went to the sink, washing the glasses as Hendery came up behind me, gently wrapping his hands around my waist, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I won't ever leave you again, I promise."

His body pressing up against mine. I stayed silent, looking down at the sink, washing the last glass. "You smell just like her." I said turning around, facing him as his hands wrapped around my waist. "We only went to a bar, I swear." He pulled me closer to him, our faces an inch away from each other. "And to be fair, you smell just like him." He backed his face away for a moment, looking at my neck, then looking back up at me. "At least she wasn't on my neck." He smiled.

"Whatever."

I said as he pushed me into the counter, his body weight shoving me deeper onto it. "I'm sorry for making it seem like you were a replacement." He said, looking at me deeply in the eyes. "I'm sorry too." I said, his body still pressed against mine. He gave me a smile, before moving a loose hair out of my face. "Did you think about it?" His voice was low as he looked me directly in my eyes "Think about what?" He smiled as my face turned to one of realization. "Yea, I thought about it Hendery, but I don't think this is the proper way to ask someone to be your girlfriend." I smiled, jokingly pushing him away from me. "I'm sorry baby girl. Here." He reached behind me, pulling a rose from the bouquet Ten got me, getting on one of his knees, holding the rose up to me.

"Hendery, you make me sick."

I laughed, looking down at him in front of me.

"Y/n, my beautiful, perfect angel. Will you make me the happiest man in the world and please, please be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, I will Hendery, I'll be your girlfriend."

He got up, throwing the rose on the counter, grabbing my hand and pulling me into the room.

I walked into the office, everyone out of place, scattered talking to each other. I sat down, putting my stuff on my desk, starting up my computer. "Y/n." I looked up, Xiaojun approaching me with a smile. "Hey JunJun." I looked up at him, smiling before looking down again. "Did you know Mr. Kun had a son?" My face dropped as I looked back up at him, a forced smile appearing on my face.

"Yea I do, Why?"

"He's back."

Xiaojun smiled as my face dropped. He can't be back, why is he back. I was knocked out of my thoughts by Xiaojun calling my name. "Hmm?" I said looking at him. "You ok?" He said laughing as I nodded.

"Oh, and guess what."

"What?"

"I heard he's the new boss of this office."

My face changed into one of shock as I stared blankly at Xiaojun. "What?" Before Xiaojun could answer someone came up to my desk. "Uh, I think the new boss is calling for you. The office is just straight ahead." I took a deep breath, getting up looking at Xiaojun as he put his thumbs up at me, winking. I walked down the hallway which seemed like it took forever before reaching his office, going inside, shutting the door behind me. He sat at his desk, looking up at me, his eyes sparkling as he got up, greeting me with a hug.

"Hi Y/n."

"Hi Ten."

He smiled, leaning on his desk as I stood in front of him. "My god, you look beautiful, it's been a long time huh." I nodded, staying quiet. "You know, at times I miss our high school friend group. When me, you, Hendery, and Layla would have fun all the time, staying out late, but all good things come to an end I guess."

"Weren't you the one who ruined it when you asked me out Ten, everyone got distant."

He laughed, crossing his arms. "I thought it was when Layla broke up with Hendery that we all fell off?"

"I guess Ten, whatever helps you sleep at night."

I laughed, sitting down in front of him, looking up at his cold, dark eyes. "So, why am I here?"

"Well I wanted to let you know that I'm running this office now, so we're gonna be seeing each other almost every day now." He looked down at me, his soft hands resting on the edge of his desk."

"I heard."

I crossed my legs as he got up, wiping something from the edge of my mouth. "Are you excited?" He smiled, towering right over me staring me in the eyes. I stayed quiet, looking to the side, then looking back at him. "You're telling me you didn't miss me at all?" He tilted his head to the side, his eyes filled with a look of either darkness, or lust, I couldn't tell.

"You don't want me?"

"Ten please, I stopped waiting for you years ago, I'm engaged now, so if we're all you wanted to talk about then there's nothing to discuss."

He paused for a minute, looking at my hand, backing away when he saw the ring. "That's a pretty ring." He said as I got up making my way to the door.

"Thank-"

"Hendery get it for you?" Ten abruptly interrupted me. I was fed up with him at that point so I just ignored him, opening the door letting myself out. "You know he's just gonna leave you and go back to Layla right?" I turned to him, giving him a look of annoyance.

"Wouldn't be the first time someone left out on me."

I turned around, shutting the door behind me, walking to my desk, Xiaojun popping up beside me.

"So... What happened?"

“Xiaojun..." I turned to look at him, taking a deep breath. "I think I just got fired." I turned to look at him, a small smile appearing on my face as he hit my arm playfully.

"He would never, now let's get lunch.”

He smiled as we got up from the desk, leaving the office.

part 1

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baratrongirl · 3 months

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Comparing JP and EN Ace Attorney 4

I fell into a rabbit hole looking for some Ace Attorney essays, and ended up finding a barely-reblogged set of posts comparing the Japanese to English text of Ace Attorney 4. I thought it might be interesting to highlight them considering the Ace Attorney 456 re-release.

Parts 4, 5 and 6 are where things get really interesting.

Apparently in Japanese, Ema refers to Klavier as jara jara oniisan (jingle jangle man) and Jarajarashita kenji-san (Kenji means prosecutor).

In Turnabout Serenade, there's a part in Japanese where Klavier (Kyouya) deduces that Romaine LeTouse could not finish his sentence before he died. This doesn't exist at all in English. Japanese: Mokugeki…..Mega….mi (Eyewitness…Goddess) –> Mokugeki ….Mega….Mi(rarenai) (Witness….is not able to see) Kyouya: His last words, the last part was lost to the darkness because the god of death was grasping onto the victim’s throat. What he wanted to say was INCOMPLETE!

Some of the part where Apollo and Daryan discuss Klavier is extremely different in Japanese.

In English, Daryan says: He may look flashy and showy but he’s as straight as an arrow….’Cept when he’s depressed.

But in Japanese, he says: He looks like he’s flashy and stuff but he’s so forward it’s depressing. No…in reality, he’s a gloomy person.

In English, it seems like Klavier is only depressed occasionally, whereas in Japanese it suggests that he's usually depressed but pretends not to be.

I wonder why they changed this part?

Klavier: Interpreter? I’m afraid you’ll have to look elsewhere. I only speak a few phrases, such as, “I love you,” and, “Where is the toilet?”

Kyouya: Interpreter… sorry about that. When it comes to Borginian, I only know a smattering of it.

In English, what Klavier says is not only funny, but also builds his character as a flashy rock star. Why else would he know "I love you"? In Japanese, it's just a straightforward sentence.

And this is something completely unknown to English players:

Daryan: See, me and planes got a difference of opinion. We don’t like each other much.

Dayan: I’m not good with planes. The seats are far too cramped for me.

It makes sense that he'd have trouble fitting his hair in!

#klavier gavin #apollo justice #daryan crescend #aa4 spoilers #apollo justice trilogy #japanese to english #some very interesting stuff from the JP original #please check out the OP's posts!#ace attorney 456

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madaboutmunson · 11 months

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Again - Part 23

Part 1 | Part 22 | Part 24 | Full list of Again series links inc AO3 Link

Steddie fic where Steve and Eddie are in their mid 30's and everyone has sort of drifted apart

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When Steve opens his eyes the next morning, the first thing that happens is he smiles. Hugely. Something only yesterday he thought might be impossible to do again. He feels a weight and heat all over him from the extra blanket made of Eddie.

Where they fell asleep neatly tucked up together, Eddie's head on his chest, his one arm holding him close, and their legs slightly intertwined, has now morphed into Eddie's and his limbs splayed over him like a starfish. His head is still at the centre of Steve’s chest, but face down, both sets of their hands are clasped together, their fingers have woven between one another's, and the muffled noises and intermittent moisture on his skin let him know Eddie is still asleep. Steve puts the softest, lightest kiss he can on the curl nearest his face.

Eddie jolts, his body tenses, and his hands squeeze Steve's as he gasps awake, looks around a few times and then realises where he is and calms. Sometimes Steve forgets Eddie also can be a very light sleeper. He rests his chin on Steve's thatch of chest hair and gazes up at him with barely open eyes, "Did I die again? Cus I'm lookin’ at an angel" he smiles sleepily, and Steve rolls his eyes but grins back at his stupid pick up line.

"You're already sharing a bed with me. You don't need to use your cheesy lines on me anymore." Steve says adoringly.

"Uh, yeah, actually I do, because the magic is in the cheese, Steve and you threw yourself across a table of tacos at me. I didn't get a chance to use that many, if any! So you're in for a lifetime of them. Mmm, cheese. Are you hungry? I'm hungry." Eddie says, smacking his lips together. He quickly wiggles up Steve, plants a peck on his lips, then violently throws back the covers and rolls off the bed to the floor with a thud.

"Urgh, your bed is wider than mine and much," Eddie groans in pain, "higher up. Three rolls." Eddie mutters as he gets to his feet, paces towards the window, and throws it open, "WAYNE!!" he bellows, half hanging out the window, "WHAT YOU MAKIN' DOWN THERE?"

"Nothin' for you, you dirty stop out," Steve hears a far away Wayne call up.

"AWW, COME ON, MAN. I CAN ALREADY SMELL THE BACON. YOU GOT PANCAKES? WAIT, HAS MORGAN MADE PASTRIES?" Eddie shouts back, suddenly wide awake.

"Young Miss Maxine tol' me, you eat with us, or you eat with your husband. You can't have both, Eddie!" Wayne calls back.

"That little tyrant!" Eddie seethes under his breath, screwing up his fists and nose, "FINE!" Eddie says, closing the window angrily. That's when Steve catches a glimpse of it, and it turns his stomach, the dark purple bruising on his neck, the edges melting into a green-yellow. A putrid reminder of what he'd done.

"Eddie," Steve says sympathetically, "Why don't you go eat with your Uncle and Morgan. It's fine. I've eaten breakfast with Robin and Max the last few days." Steve doesn't know if he does this out of kindness, self-preservation, or maybe a mixture of the two, but it definitely isn't what he truly wants. He didn't want to be apart from Eddie.

"No way. Uh-huh. No way. I know what they're doing. He's trying to tempt me out there, knowing full well you have to eat whatever cardboard you're being forced to eat." Eddie tries to look as serious as he can in his Batman boxer briefs whilst putting his hands on his hips, "Steve. I love you, but you gotta get on board with spotting your loved ones' sneaky ways, ok? What they are trying to do, Steve, is have little private conversations with us before we get a chance to talk about things together. I can feel the scheming!" He throws himself dramatically back down on the bed.

"Maybe it's not such a bad idea. Having a little pep talk beforehand reminds us to stay on point, avoid getting distracted, and keep brushing it under the rug, honey." Steve says, turning his head to him.

"I know, babe, and we will. We absolutely will. But right now should also be our reunited breakfast. We love breakfast! I don't wanna eat without you. That's just stupid. How are we gonna do that cute thing round the table you do if I'm at a different table, huh? I know it wouldn't bother you if we ate different things, and they know that too. It's just an excuse. They aren't as smart as they think they are, you know…and yet you're right, it wouldn't hurt to have a briefing beforehand, I guess" Eddie flops his arms down to his sides on the bed with a thud.

"You think it's cute, do you?" Steve says, lowering his voice, flirtatiously coaxing Eddie's face towards his own. A flash of surprise fills Eddie's face before he flutters his eyelashes and giggles.

"Oh yeah, the cutest." He answers, rolling back on top of Steve.

"Cuter than this?" Steve asks, kissing the tip of Eddie's nose.

"Oh, much cuter than that," Eddie grins.

"What about this?" Steve kisses Eddie's cheek with an audible mwah sound.

"Hmmm, still a little cuter than that," Eddie says, running his hand through Steve's hair, looking at him lovingly.

"And this?" Steve asks, holding Eddie's face in both hands and kissing him softly.

Eddie doesn't answer. He just kisses back.

"Wakey, wakey, time for your oatmeal shakey," Max calls out happily before there is a scream from Robin.

"What, Robin? What's going on? Is Steve ok?" Max's voice sounds panicked, "What the hell are you doing?? Why on earth are you covering my eyes?" Max complains.

Steve kisses Eddie one more time, and they both turn to look in his bedroom doorway. Max is holding a tray with a now upturned oat shake on it, whilst Robin has a hand over Max's eyes and her own. Beans runs past them both and pounces on Eddie, sending him flying off the bed again with an oof, then a string of giggles and baby talk.

"Sorry, we thought Eddie had already gone downstairs. We heard him privately conversing with Wayne." Robin stumbles over her words a little.

"Oh, gross! Please tell me they're dressed, at least." Max's face contorts in disgust.

"Yeah…yeah, absolutely totally dressed, just kissing, that's all." Robin tries.

"Oh my god, you are the worst liar. You know that." Max complains.

Eddie's head appears from the side of the bed, mischief written all over it. Beans' head pops up next to his with her tongue hanging out.

"Oh ladies, I'm so sorry, we weren't expecting guests. Let me just find my underwear. I know Steve tore it off and threw it over here somewhere." Eddie says thoughtfully as Steve hides behind a pillow, only his eyes peering over the top, one to hide his laughter, two so he might be safe from Storm Maxine if he set her off.

Max turns, passes the oat-filled tray to Robin, and rounds on Eddie, "You better be joking, Edward Munson. Otherwise, I will accept this as a declaration of war; believe me, I am not an opponent to be trifled with. I will win."

Eddie blows a raspberry, "You can't defeat me. You don't have the leverage."

Max walks forward, hands on her hips, and she leans forward to Eddie's space and says quietly, "Oh no? Wanna test that, do you? Hmmm." Eddie looks defiant.

"It doesn't say anything in those leaflets about kissing, ok. That's allowed!" Eddie complains.

"You better be joking about that underwear, Eddie. Otherwise," Max folds her arms and says quietly, "I'm gonna call his kids and tell them you put him in danger."

"You wouldn't dare!" Eddie gasps.

"Oh, but I would. Now can we all just keep to the rules?"

"Yes, on a few conditions. We eat breakfast altogether, and you teach me how to make that oat shake abomination. I know you're trying to get us apart for pre-talk talks, but can we do those after breakfast?" Eddie requests.

"How did you-" Robin starts.

"Because you aren't as sneaky as you think you all are. Wayne grilling bacon, pancakes and Morgan making pastries? Crazy coincidence." Eddie laughs, and to Steve's surprise, Max smiles. He couldn't shake the feeling that Eddie had missed an essential element of their whole plan, and it didn't look like Max would confess.

"Deal," Max says, putting her hand out to shake, but soon thinks better of it, turns it into a wave, and walks back towards Robin, who closes the door behind them.

Eddie walks back to the bed and offers his hands for Steve to take, "Best get you ready for breakfast, big boy," Eddie grins as Steve takes his hands and allows himself to be hoisted to his feet, "What do you wanna wear?" He asks eagerly, moving towards the chest of drawers.

"Well, um, probably something smart-ish, maybe?" Steve says thoughtfully. He absolutely can dress himself, but after how happy Eddie was helping him yesterday, he doesn't resist it this morning, and also, if he's honest with himself, it's kind of sweet.

Once he learned about Eddie via the kids, he was initially a little jealous because of how cool Dustin, Lucas and even Mike painted a picture of him. A rebel, the music he listened to had the kids foaming at the mouths to talk about it first. Eddie was into all their geeky stuff and knew more about it than they did, so he was some kind of nerd god and shredded on guitar. Steve had made peace with the fact that he couldn't and didn't want to compete on those levels. He had other things to offer them that Eddie couldn't, girl advice, style, a vehicle without its own personal weed cloud, he had fought alongside them several times, and everyone's parents liked golden boy Steve. But when the kids told him about Eddie inviting them to join Hellfire Club, when they told him about how Eddie ran distraction when anyone gave them any trouble, he sometimes took a punch to keep his club and his friends safe. He had taken them under his wing, but he was crowding Steve's wing, which was already there. That is what made Steve jealous. And the feeling, as it turned out, was very much mutual. So he knows care is something so ingrained in Eddie, just like it is in himself.

Though they only talked about it a few times, and their childhoods were utterly different, they both suffered an absence of care and instead of repeating that cycle, they had both chosen to break it and care and protect others in abundance. Even if it was always under a thin layer of false annoyance.

So, yeah, Steve can't do many things right now to show Eddie how much he means to him, but he can give him this, and Steve emphatically knows if the tables were turned, Eddie would let him have that too. He loved him so much.

Eddie chuckles and walks towards the closet, "Ok, I see what's going on here."

"You do?" Steve says nervously.

"Hit the shower. I'll use Corey's, and we'll reconvene in a few, ok?" Eddie instructs.

By the time Steve is done. Eddie is already in his closet. He's rushed. His wet footprint trail has given away his hurry.

Eddie remerges with a designer black polo shirt and some black Levi 501s, holding them up for approval.

"Could I have some colour, babe, please?" Steve asks with a soft laugh. Eddie wrinkles his nose in slight annoyance at not getting it right the first time and ventures back in. Steve calls after him, "Eddie. Why didn't you just tell her I started it?"

Eddie remerges with some more fitted black jeans and an olive green polo shirt, holds them up, and Steve nods. Eddie lays out the clothes and steals Steve's towel away so quickly in one fluid movement that it catches him by surprise, and he lets out an unexpected high-pitched noise, making Eddie laugh.

"Oh sweetheart," Eddie says, rustling in drawers to find some underwear and socks, "If I told Max it was you, and you had got in trouble with her, you might not ever flirt with me again. You're too well-behaved, honey." He kneels on the ground and helps Steve into his smalls and socks. Once on, he stands back up. "As much as I'd love to, the adjustments are, uh, all yours. I did make a deal." Eddie looks him up and down with a sweet smirk.

"Ah. No, actually. I'll have you know. I've snuck in and out of many a window. Like a ninja. Skull Rock was a make-out place I basically invented!" Steve defends as Eddie helps him into his jeans.

"Steve Harrington, I see the way you look at Max, like she's one of your own, and I know she's got you twisted around her little finger. So don't even try to pretend you're some kind of delinquent on demand. Maybe to the wider world, you could be," Eddie laughs, lifts his chin up, and Steve raises his arms so he can put the polo shirt on him. "But to all your little ones and not so little ones anymore. No chance. Zero." He smooths down the collar and kisses him lightly, "All done, handsome. It's not gonna help you, though." He says, half-smiling, picking up Steve's towel and drying his hair roughly.

"Eddie! Jesus Christ, stop doing that to your hair!" Steve wrestles the towel away from him. He takes Eddie's hand and sits him on a stool in front of his vanity dresser, "Why would you do that?" Steve looks through Eddie's hair which is starting to frizz, where he's scrubbed at it.

"You like my hair now. I always do it like this, apart from the painting day at the library and the taco date. I had a professional do it those days," he beams back at Steve in the mirror.

"I've always liked your hair, even when it was a wild and untamed thing. I just think you should be more careful with it. It didn't deserve to be treated that way." Steve says, reaching for some product, rubbing it into his hands and easing it into Eddie's curls for a while in thoughtful silence."I understand if he's mad, Eddie. He should be. I would be, wouldn't you?"

Eddie's eyes are closed as he's enjoying the hair treatment at Steve's hands, "Yeah, well, I'm a grown-up. I don't need Wayne to be mad about something you had no control over. It was an accident. We do the doctor appointments, and we do the therapy, and we fix it. End of. There isn't anything left to talk about."

"Eddie," Steve says sadly, cleaning off his hands, "We can't just forget it."

Eddie's eyes open, and a frown appears as he looks back at Steve in the mirror, "Yes, we can, actually. We can forget it. It was a stupid mistake. A unique set of circumstances that will never happen again. I want to forget all about it. If it were up to me, we wouldn't even need these stupid talks, bringing up things we can't change. What is the point? Let's just move on and get back to the good part." Eddie says firmly.

"That's just not possible," Steve says, which must trigger something in Eddie because he is out of his seat.

"Yes, it is! It is possible! It's entirely possible to forget. You should know that, of all people." Eddie pokes him in the chest a little hard, "It's absolutely without a shadow of a doubt possible to forget whole time periods, events, places and people, Steve!" The corners of Eddie's mouth plummet downward, his hand rubs soothingly at where he poked Steve, and his eyes brim with tears, "Sorry." He says, voice breaking.

Without missing a beat, Steve wraps him up in his arms. He realises there is so much Eddie hasn't unpacked from the last week, not just what happened between them but his own trauma being triggered and losing Jack on top of all of that.

"Honey. It's ok. I know you're eager for the good parts, me too. I just don't want us to brush things under the carpet, and end up like so many people do, tip-toeing around or tripping over all the bumps when they least expect it and clashing with one another. I don't wanna do that with you." He squeezes him tighter, and Eddie nods into his neck.

"You're right. I know you are. I just hate this. When I came home and saw Beans outside, I knew something was wrong, but instead of calling anyone. I just charged in like an idiot. I should have figured out a way to restrain you, but I was so scared. You were looking right through me. Like I wasn't me. I can't explain it; it just wasn't how you look at me, and then I tried to calm you down, but it just made everything infinitely worse, babe. If I'd just been smarter, none of this would have happened." Eddie sighs and takes a deep breath straightening up and wiping his eyes like he's determined not to actually cry.

One arm still around him, the other raises to touch his neck, and Eddie goes to move away but Steve holds him in place, earning him a concerned wide-eyed look, but not fear. Steve swallows hard moving his shaking fingers until they are centimetres from contact with the purpling bloom across Eddie's throat. He stares at it, "Does it still hurt?" Steve asks in a whisper.

"No, not really, unless I bump it or press it. I mean, the likelihood of me bumping it on anything is minimal," Eddie tries to joke, but he can feel the seriousness between them.

"May I? Gently?" Steve asks quietly as his sad eyes finally reach Eddie's, who reluctantly nods. Steve stretches his fingers out and barely touches Eddie's skin in case it hurts more than he lets on. He moves around the yellowed edge first and then across into the darkened centre. "I'm so sorry, baby," Steve mutters desperately. "I know last night you didn't want to talk about it, and I respect that, and in a way, if I'm honest, it was both a relief and the most frustrating thing in the world." He cradles the side of Eddie's neck like it's made of the finest porcelain. "Not frustrating because I want to talk about it and you forgive me, but frustrating, I want you to know how fucking sorry I am I hurt you. I never wanted to do that, honey, not ever, in any way. I love you so much. I'm so fucking sorry." Steve says remorsefully and looks back up into his eyes.

"Is there ever gonna be a sorry that's gonna be enough for you, Steve? Which one is gonna be the one where you forgive yourself because I forgave you a billion sorrys ago, even before the first one. You know you were apologising to me in your sleep? Begging me not to leave?" He takes Steve's hand away from his neck and puts it to the side of his face, "I understand, and I know you mean every single apology, babe. I just want you to know I don't need them. I believe you. I'm not leaving. I know you would never do that intentionally, not to me." Eddie looks deeply into Steve's eyes like he's trying to embed his words into Steve's mind for good. Steve can only stand there and look over him for a few seconds in silence. He only had two things on his tongue, another torrent of apologies, which Eddie said he didn't need, and the insanity Eddie was shut out of.

So Steve opens the door to it.

"You are not stupid. I am. You told me to turn the TV off and wait. I didn't because it was drawing me in. It was spilling out of the TV, Eddie. Filling my home up with its darkness. All that tragedy, all those plumes of smoke, all the floating pieces in the air. All that destruction. All that death. It was like my brain had changed channels, and before I knew it, I was somewhere else. I couldn't see the room I was in. I was back in The Upside Down. Back in 1986, well, '83. Alone this time. Outside that house. Monsters everywhere. No weapons, but I had to stop him. It must have twisted your voice when you spoke, and I thought you were him. Vecna. I didn't know it was you or where I was until it was too late. As soon as I realised what was going on, I stopped." Steve confesses it all.

"Oh my god, Steve. That must have been terrifying." Eddie says, concern swimming in his eyes as his hands reach up to his face and thumb over his cheeks. Steve nods.

"I thought about it, you know. When I was outside the house. I thought about running away. But then I thought about all of you, and I couldn't turn my back, Eddie. I couldn't let all this horror get to you. I couldn't let my kids live like that in a world of fear. That's no life. So I had to stop him, you know. Even when I knew I probably wouldn't make it. I had to try." Steve can feel himself trembling and the tears falling from his eyes, but he doesn't look away from Eddie, who wipes them away for him, and though he looks devasted, Steve watches the corner of his mouth twitch up.

"You were cute. You tried to be a hero or something." Eddie forces a trembling smile, and Steve nods and crashes forward into Eddie's shoulder, "You aren't fighting anything alone anymore, understand?"Eddie rocks him gently from side to side as his one hand cradles the back of his head. "You gotta stop charging into things without me. I'm supposed to be next to you every step of the way, and so is everyone else who loves you. Look at them, Steve. Look at all of us. No one blames you. Not even Wayne. He's mad because I got hurt. That's all, but he's not an idiot. He knows you didn't premeditate that. He just wants to see for himself what he already knows. And from what you told me, he's gonna completely understand." Eddie tightens their embrace. "I love you so much. As long as I'm around, baby, you'll never, ever have to face anything alone again. Never. You're our keep, and we your knights, but deep down in you, right there," Eddie puts his fingers on the centre of Steve's chest, "That's my treasure, and if anyone or anything tries to damage or steal it. They best be ready for Ancient Dragon levels of fury and fiery vengeance. That's my hoard," he says, kissing his forehead. "Thank you for telling me all of that. That must have been fucking terrifying to do too." He sweeps a hand over Steve's hair. "And look at me. I'm still where I was before you told me. I still love you. Maybe more. Please don't shut me out anymore, Steve. Even if it's the craziest, most horrendous, most bizarre shit. It's not your fault that happens to you. We'll find a way." Eddie tilts his head and smiles sweetly, "Apparently, according to your kids, that's the way it's done in Chez Harrington." Eddie smiles lovingly at him.

Steve's eyes raise to his again in gentle adoring surprise, "They said that?"

"Sure did. In Jenny's kitchen, before we all came over," Eddie's smile grows, "Now how about we get some breakfast before it's cold and disgusting. I mean, yours started cold and disgusting, but there is hope for mine still."

After breakfast has been consumed and cleared away, Max shows Steve and Eddie how she organised his medication in a box with many labelled compartments. Eddie makes notes, listening intently to her, which distracts Steve entirely because he looks so adorable when concentrating. His little tongue poking out, eyes wide, peppering her with questions. He feels someone looking at him and lifts his eyes from Eddie to find Robin, who looks adoringly between them both, drawing a heart in the air with her fingers, and mouths "Perfect" before giving Steve two thumbs up. He wasn't after Robin's approval, but it made him so proud to have it. She always liked Eddie, but as Steve's best friend for the longest time, she had made her opinions known on some of his quirks or sometimes problematic behaviour without even knowing how Steve felt about him.

"Wow, Max. Thank you for doing all that. I have no idea how I'll ever repay you for everything you've done." Steve says gratefully.

"I don't need to be repaid. I need you to follow the instructions, and when you go to the appointments, you have an important one with your specialist later today. Make sure you know exactly what you need to do and if there are any changes." Max says kindly, “Let's just make sure Steve here gets back up to full speed and stays there.” She reaches out her hand to roughly where Steve is, and he moves his arm towards her, so she can put her arm around him for a quick squeeze, which for Max was huge.

“Max and I thought we’d go out for the day. Maybe I could describe the world’s largest ball of paint to her whilst we sample some local goodies.” Robin says, grabbing for her car keys and their jackets.

"So here's your chance, Edward. Do a good job, and I won't need to be your personal shadow tomorrow." Max smirks at him.

"The specialist is today?! Christ give me a chance," Eddie says in surprise.

"Don't worry, Max, we've got this. Go enjoy your day. Let us know if you're coming back for food later or staying over somewhere." Steve says confidently and reaches out to hold Eddie's hand.

"Will do." Max smiles and flicks out her cane to make her way around to where Robin is.

Wayne looks up from the paper, “On account of you being busy this afternoon, you got time now, Sunshine?”

“Yeah, of course,” Steve says a little nervously, and immediately he feels the warm reassurance of Eddie’s hand at the small of his back, and Steve tries desperately not to look at Eddie, not like Wayne would judge him as weak for looking for support, just he didn't want Wayne to feel uncomfortable about saying what he wanted to. They both make their way to sit opposite Wayne at the kitchen table again.

It wasn’t so much that Steve was concerned with what Wayne had to say. Eddie had already explained Wayne’s eagerness to speak with him, and as a father, Steve absolutely understood that. He’d even understand if Wayne tore into him, no holds barred, or gave him a taste of his own medicine. None of that worries Steve. He’d expect that. Maybe some toxic part of him would even welcome it. It is, after all, what he felt he deserved, but the indisputable worst part of this is being a disappointment to Wayne. An adult to look up to, to aspire to be like, who had embraced Steve for everything he was and wasn’t. Showed him what real nurturing looked like, and to disappoint a man who gave him all that for no reason might be more than he can take. Steve never had to earn anything with Wayne. Not a term of affection, a hug, a smile, a compliment, a congratulations, a plate of food, not a place in his home. That was brand new to Steve.

Wayne points a finger at Eddie and then to the kitchen door, “Why don’t you go see what young Morgan is up to, huh? In light of the world events this week, he’s probably reworking one of his games, could probably do with a hand.”

Eddie’s expression wipes. He clearly was not expecting to not be at Steve’s side for this, and his eyes bore into Wayne’s, his mouth a tight line. He doesn't look angry or worried, he looks as though he is purposely not trying to display any expression at all, but something unspoken is being communicated between them both for a few seconds. Eddie grunts gets up, and leaves the table, slamming the door behind him.

Steve looks down into his glass of water and tries to look up at Wayne, but the shame is too great, “Wayne, I-” Steve starts, but Wayne raises a finger.

“Hold your horses there, Sunny,” He speaks with a gentle gruffness that Steve has come to find as much of a comfort as he does hearing him speak his nickname, so he tries to look at him again, “I’m gonna speak plainly as one man to another. Now Eddie ain’t my kid on paper, but he is my boy and always will be in my heart. An’ I know you know that,” Steve, this time looks into Wayne’s intense but compassionate eyes, and he sees where Eddie might get that look from too. “So lemme start by addressin’ the problem here. You hurt my boy, Steve. What you did physically coulda really damaged him according to the emergency room people I made him go see,” Wayne leans across the table, his fingers steepled in front of him, “But when you didn't answer him. When he thought he’d lost you. When he was tappin’ away on his phone, or starin’ at it, or throwing it down the RV. Cryin’ when he thought we weren't lookin’ at first, but then eventually didn't care if we could. Didn’t care about much of anythin’ to tell ya the truth. You coulda killed him. He don’t bounce back like you.” Wayne looks Steve directly in the eyes, “Eddie sinks right to the very bottom, has to claw his way back out from there.” Steve can’t hold his stare. Doesn’t feel worthy after what he did. Wayne's hand reaches across the table for his. “You can’t cut him off like that, Sunny. He was so lost when he couldn't reach you. You gotta just tell him, good or bad, ok?”

Steve raises his eyes to Waynes for a split second, “I-I didn't mean to do that, sir. I just couldn't bring myself to read the messages I thought might be there,” The warmth from Wayne's hand spreads over his skin, and he notices how soft his touch is now. The comforting rough texture is almost long gone, only still present on his fingertips. He still plays regularly, Steve thinks.

“Enougha that sir business. As far as Eddie is concerned, we're as good as family already. I ain't tellin' all this to make you feel bad, but I ain't sugar coatin' it, for my boy's sake. This is who he is. He's intense. He loves ferociously. You gotta know that before getting any deeper with him. It would be kinder to cut him loose now than to give him the cold shoulder again after your next fight."

Steve panics, "No. No, I don't wanna do that. It was all just a long line of mistakes, Wayne. I swear. I only didn't turn my phone on because I thought after what I'd done it was over, and I'm pretty resilient when it comes to getting rejected, but I don't know what I would have done if I had to read or hear Eddie say he didn't love me anymore." That gives Wayne pause, "When he wasn't there when I came round. I thought he was gone for good. I was so lost." Steve feels a slight heat rise to his cheeks, "I might not show it, but I love him just as intensely. I'm just not good at expressing myself and being open sometimes. I try for my family, which includes you and Eddie." He risks a look back up from the table. Something in Wayne seems to have settled, his posture and expression relaxes, but his hand squeezes Steve's tighter.

"Then what happened?" Wayne asks plainly.

"Eddie told you everything that happened in that place, right?" Steve asks carefully.

"Yeah, after I dragged it out of him," Wayne says, slightly annoyed.

"Well, when I saw all that destruction on the TV. I knew I should turn it off. Eddie even told me as much, but I could not stop watching like it was a whirlpool dragging me in and under, and then I guess my imagination spilled into my real life, and I couldn't tell the difference." Steve shifts their hands and grips Wayne's hand tightly, "This is gonna sound crazy. I could not see Eddie in there, and though I heard his words, it wasn't his voice, and it wasn't coming from him. It was one of the things we had to fight. So I fought. I fought for our lives, but please, believe me, I had no idea I was fighting Eddie." Steve tries to be brave and looks up at Wayne again to see his reaction, was he alarmed that Eddie had chosen a madman to spend the rest of his life with? Would he put a stop to that? As a father, that made sense. You'd do everything you could to keep your kid from harm, even if they hated you for it.

Steve hears the scraping on a chair and feels Wayne's arms wrap around him. One hand pulls his head in tight to Wayne's chest. The familiar care and love from Wayne completely overwhelms him, as he realises all is not lost, and Steve erupts into sobs, his painful, deeply repressed wails burst out of him, muffled by Wayne's plaid shirt, "I'm so sorry." He repeats over and over into the material like he hopes his apologies weave between the threads for eternity.

"I got you, Sunny." He repeats in return, trying to soothe Steve, Until he returns to speaking words instead of just making noises. He holds Steve's head up between his hands and looks him right in the eye, "You aren't alone, Steve. What happened to you… Your mind was tryin' to guard itself, understand?"

Steve shakes his head with tears still streaming down his face, "Oh god, Wayne. I'm so scared I'm out of control. What if that hadn't been someone strong like Eddie. What if that had been Jenny? What if that had been one of my kids?" Steve slumps his head down again, and Wayne picks it right back up. Steve opens up again and details what he saw, just like he had for Eddie.

"You are not outta control. Eddie told me how protective you are over 'em all, how you've been playing hero in fights that never shoulda been on your shoulders, but you had no other choice. How you look up to your grandpa and everythin' he did. How you wanna be more like him, less like your ol' man." Wayne readjusts in his seat and lowers himself a little to meet Steve's eyes, "What you saw on the TV, Sunny, was somethin' you recognised in a split second as something you couldn' protect 'em from. You got scared because you can't fight the unknown. Because you can't protect your kids from an unseen force. With all the familiar images on the TV, your mind just took you right back to it, warped it, threw you right back into battle mode." Steve focuses on Wayne's words to ground himself and realises his gripping his arms so very tightly. "So many young 'uns end up just like you, all because they were shoulderin' a burden that weren't theirs in the first place. Happened to me too. I got called up and saw some things I'll never unsee. That's why I lived alone for so long. I was lucky I got injured pretty quickly and got sent home. But I can't be around a bonfire without imaginin' my enemies, my brother's in arms, or innocents screamin' for help in it."

"What do I do, Wayne? I don't know what to do. I'm so afraid it could happen again, no matter what the doctors say." Steve actually pleads for Wayne's help. He feels the desperation within him. He was too afraid to show these fears to anyone else, but now he'd let it all out. "I don't wanna be that guy. I'm not that guy. I wanna be a Dad, I wanna be a Husband. I wanna love and be loved. I don't wanna hurt anyone. Why couldn't the universe just let me have that, huh? Just once!" Steve sighs, "I'm lucky in so many areas. I see that. I really do. But now, this new perfect, wonderful thing I had, it's got a huge imperfection, caused by me, at my clumsy, stupid hands. I had everything, and I almost lost it just like that."

"Just because it's battle-worn or broken doesn't mean it's worth less or isn't worth looking after with the same care," Wayne lifts his head up and pulls him back in for another bear hug. "In most cases, it needs more."

"Thank you. I promise I won't let you down again." Steve says into his shoulder.

"Take your meds, do your therapy, talk openly. Do those things, Sunshine, and you'll not disappoint yourself." Wayne says with a final squeeze and pats his back. He pulls a handkerchief from his pocket and wipes the tears from Steve's face, "Come 'ere. He'll have my guts for garters if he comes back in here and thinks I made you cry." Wayne gives him a warm smile.

"Wayne, can I ask you something?" Steve asks a little bashfully.

"O' course, shoot," Wayne says with a reassuring smile.

Steve clears his throat, "Did you know? All those years ago?"

Wayne smiles broadly, "Wasn't my place to know, Sunny. Was my place to give you both room to figure things out yourselves."

"Did he tell you why he left to go to Indi?" Steve asks.

"Eddie was always gonna leave eventually. Hawkins would never understand him. He had big dreams and had a big personality. That place couldn't hold him, so they tried to crush him, even before the murder allegations," Wayne says, clearing away his coffee cup, "He told me everything whilst he was packin'. He'd already told me how he felt about you, but he was standin' there throwing things together. I didn't say much. Just let him get it all out. I don't think he really understood himself. He just thought he'd lead you astray, put you in danger. Convinced he'd corrupted you somehow. I tried to tell him it doesn't work like that, but he wouldn't have it. I thought he'd be back in a week, but I was wrong." Wayne leans back in his chair and pockets the handkerchief, "We had so many fights about Alice, and when he started using stuff and drinking himself into oblivion, I asked him home. He refused. Didn't want to come back a failure, he said. Nearly really lost him in New York. He was hanging ‘round with some heavy users there. Something made him see sense, though. Made him come home." Wayne turns back to Steve, "I think he was just trying to fill a void with anything he could all that time, but it didn't work. Nothin' did. Not until that day at the library."

Steve smiles fondly, remembering that day.

"Be good to one another as often as you can. When you argue, make sure it's worth fighting over. Ninety per cent of the time, it never is, and you're just letting anger eat up what could have been happy memories. Be silly and stupid with him. Let him know he's loved every day." Wayne laughs, "He never looks like he needs it, but he does, feed his ego now and again too. Do that, and he'll never stray, loyal as a hound that one."

"I promise, Wayne. I'll take care of him and you if you allow it." Steve smiles and almost laughs at Wayne's shocked face, "There is plenty of room here. I've probably got enough space on the land to fix you up something static."

"Now, Sunny, that's too much-" Wayne starts to say, but Steve gently raises a finger to him.

"No, Wayne. You gave me a home when I needed one most. You welcomed me with open arms. I wanna extend that to you. Money doesn't matter to me. I'm not saying that to boast. I'm saying that so you know I wouldn't miss it, Wayne. I wouldn't miss the money it would take to make this your home too. Anyway, you want it. I know Eddie, and I would both love that." Steve says happily, "Think about it, would ya? It would be great for the kids to have a Grandpa that is still here and actually has time for them."

"I ain't no one's Grandpa," Wayne laughs.

"Not yet," Steve teases with sparkling eyes, a huge smile, and Wayne's eyes widen.

"Eddie! I think it's time for you to collect your husband now!" Wayne calls out, making Steve laugh hard.

There is the sound of running, and Eddie immediately wrenches open the door, out of breath. He looks at Wayne, then Steve and back to Wayne again before scurrying into Steve's lap and examining his face. Eddie's eyes narrow, and he turns slowly to Wayne, "You made him cry!" he frowns and pouts, stealing Wayne's handkerchief from his pocket, "Give me that!" He fans it open with a flick of his wrist, still glaring at Wayne before he eventually turns to Steve and starts drying his eyes. Wayne and Steve are desperately not trying to laugh at Eddie's theatrical display.

Hours later, on the drive back from the specialist appointment, Steve is half-sulking, and Eddie is cackling loudly. He’s trying his level best to be annoyed, but Eddie’s laugh is too infectious, and the information was actually kind of a relief.

Eddie slaps the steering wheel a few times, “Oh babe, this is your finest moment for sure!” he chuckles and wipes his eyes.

“It’s not funny! I could have died, you heard the man.” Steve emphasises.

“Oh yeah. I heard that, but that was waaaay after the other list of facts, babe. You didn't have a heart attack, which is why they didn't operate. What happened to you is rare and mostly happens to fifty-five-plus menopausal women!” Eddie smiles back, teasing him playfully.

“I’m a rare case. It’s still a valid condition. One of my heart chambers is misshapen!” Steve tries to complain, but Eddie is struggling to hold back laughter.

“Ok, ok. I’m sorry. Yes, it's very serious, ok? But, Steve, come on…you are always teasing me about being dramatic, but your body decides you are gonna have one of the most theatrical-sounding things I’ve ever heard of? Broken heart syndrome? Seriously?” Eddie shakes his head like he can barely believe it.

“Stop calling it that! It’s called Takotsubo cardiomyopathy!” Steve folds his arms. He’s actually annoyed now. Eddie rolls his eyes and reaches his hand out to Steve, and when he doesn't take it, he just starts squeezing random bits of Steve he can grab until he holds his hand.

“I’m surprised you aren’t overjoyed it wasn't an actual heart attack!” Eddie says, a little shocked, “The recovery for this could be another week, another three weeks tops. Isn’t that awesome news?”

Steve can’t deny that was great news, but he knew Eddie would never let him live this down, so he may as well admit defeat right now, “I suppose you’re right. It could be so much worse.”

“I am right, aren’t I?” Eddie beams proudly, “I’m getting pretty good at this husband stuff.”

“Don’t push it!” Steve warns, but he side glances and secretly loves how adorable Eddie looks right now.

“Oh baby, no way. I will not push it. Not today,” he turns to Steve and gives him a huge grin, “No. Not this week, not next, but after that, sweetheart….” He starts pressing buttons on the car stereo. Steve recognises the song immediately and frowns.

Eddie taps the beat on the steering wheel, winds down all the windows, turns the music up loudly, and sings along.

Sittin' here eatin' my heart out waitin'

Waitin' for some lover to call

Dialed about a thousand numbers lately

Almost rang the phone off the wall

Lookin' for some hot stuff, baby, that evenin'

I need some hot stuff, baby, that night

I want some hot stuff, baby, that evenin'

Gotta have some hot stuff

Gotta have some love tonight

“You know what, Edward, you are going the right way for a permanent ban on all things intimate!” Steve reprimands him half-heartedly.

“Oh, Edward, is it?” Eddie wiggles his eyebrows, “That's normally reserved for when I do something exceptionally naughty, babe.” he giggles mischievously, “Like you could possibly resist all this.” Eddie gestures at himself, flexes his bicep and kisses it.

“Ok, well, this is helping me find a whole host of things to help resist you!” Steve sounds upset, but a laugh slips, “I can’t believe you aren’t taking this more seriously!”

“Baby, the only thing serious about me this evening, is gonna be the serious about of snuggling and smooching I’m gonna be lavishing you with tonight, and tomorrow, and the next day, and the next day, repeat to infinity,” Eddie says dreamily, looking out on the road.”In fact…” he says as he swerves the car down a side road, making Steve grip onto the door for dear life until he pulls up at the side of the road, “I’m gonna start right now. I’ve got a broken heart to mend.” He smiles as he unbuckles his seat belt, wraps his arms around Steve and kisses him lovingly.

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GOOD MORNING BEDLAM'S LULU LYRIC STARTERS

EDIT AS YOU SEE FIT

I Am Sad

“Dance it off and let them see only ever part of me”

“You're far too quick to let me in”

“I feel your fear it hurts my chest”

“I too am fighting loneliness”

“I'm sad to say that I am sad”

“I'm sad to say it, but I've done the best that I can. Just had to say,My best is sad”

“I've done it in forty four states”

“Steal your words and bite my tongue cus every story's now been sung”

Blue House

“When I woke the sun was new”

“Even ink that marked our height will be repainted out of sight”

“It all must go under the knife every dent from making life”

“The fall of Rome was bound to be. Not to endure eternally”

“Now it's time to leave what we know, chase the new and let love grow”

“It's more than bricks that make a home”

“She'll learn to love and all it's ache and how to mend after it breaks”

Hold Me

“Well I've been sitting around since a quarter to three”

“Ain't found a god for whom I'd fall to my knees, But I haven't had a half bad time”

“I won't win an award for what's inside of my brain, Just found out New Jersey was a U.S. state”

“I've got you on my arm as we walk in the rain, So I guess you'd say I'm in my prime”

“Baby tell me once more that you're mine”

“May be losing all my sanity to the hunger of humanity if you're losing it right next to me I swear I'll be just fine”

“My mouth will run itself right into first place so I guess that I'm doing ok”

“You love me still can't seem to change that a bit, wouldn't have it any other way”

“Once broke my nose just from falling down”

“My talking voice is as loud as my shout”

“I'm trying to keep it together as I'm falling apart”

“I find you to be a work of art, Need no one else to share my days”

“I am standing here just watching all the people going round. Seems no one else is doing better at figuring this out”

“We're all stumbling around and picking ourselves up but I went tripping into madness and falling into love”

Haint Blue

“I sing your praises to the waning moon”

“I'm haunted and so are you although we smothered all our ceilings in that bright haint blue”

“It's only in my dreams where he lets be, you see I'm waking up to find that the ghost is me”

“Time won't let us be”

“We're on borrowed time since you set me free”

“I'm haunted and so are you”

I’m haunted, can’t you see him too?”

The Haunting

“We keep repeating the same words in heightened speech, with cutting verbs”

“If i don’t hear, your words won’t hurt”

“Never put up any fight except when it’s in my own mind”

“Like a smothered storm my thoughts they go unknown: Patch the boat, mind the water, make it home”

“I’m so scared i’m the one that is to blame”

“But lies will rot the heart and thoughts and never shield me like I think”

“Someday we’ll learn to shut our mouths”

“Over and over and over it goes with the wine playing tricks and the room spinning slow”

“And I’m trying to focus and show you I notice your eyes perfectly match the dress that you’ve chosen”

“And if you’re saying that you love me--say it slow. And I’ll need you to show me”

Enough

“And I hear it And I see it And I breathe it. It echos, echos, Round it resounds without end”

“Sometimes I don't know if I am loved”

“Sometimes I don't know if I'm enough”

“Not even God could love someone like you”

“I've been trying to retrace my tracks, Hoping to find my way back; When the only running was tag, when you know being it won't last”

Blessed Boy

“I have no one to care for, no one to need and only when running am I ever free”

“I'll fly to the moon and I'll never return, There I can rest as I watch the world turn”

“Blessed boy I've heard your voice and I know they've done you wrong”

“In between your fitful dreams will you learn you do belong”

“It takes more than moonlight to cause you to bloom, come to the garden there's plenty of room”

You are Gonna Miss Me

“Always had this feeling that your hearts not really mine and that some perfect lover was always on your mind”

“You are gonna miss me you will miss my face someday”

“Oh my darling boy i was looking up to you- Well not physically except when you put lifts inside your shoes”

“Boy you did me wrong how could you let me fall- couldn't catch me with hands that were that small”

“You want to make all my decisions but i don't want the same”

“Honey this is my show here i always drink for free”

Salt

“But tide will rise and reclaim her command”

“Mother I'm scared your waters are much too high for me”

“Your changeable ways throw me for days as if lost on the sea”

“The water's calm but still I cannot rest while storms are ever raging in my chest”

“From her I was made with love and care but by her hand I'm scattered everywhere”

“Leaning back the water holds my weight now it will be my turn to create”

Lulu

“I see no way will I hold her like the cinema told me to try”

“When I look at you I see no chance of pushing through and I must be the one to say goodnight”

“Some wishes made are wises left behind”

“She kissed me so sweetly and she promised me nothing but sweetness to last”

#roleplay prompts #roleplay starters #roleplay starter #roleplay meme #rp starters #rp memes #rp prompt #rp starter #sentence starter meme #sentence starters #sentence meme #lyric starters #good morning bedlam #album starters

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interlunium-opus · 3 years

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Enhypen as your Best Friend: Jake edition

Is so kind, caring and selfless that he makes you feel like the spawn of evil or something.

“Jake, what the hell? You have all these cards, you could have won instead!” You shriek when you flip his cards over and discovered that he had enough +4 UNO card to flip the game over.

“Yeah, but you’d have to pick up like 20 extra cards,” he shrugs, picking up the cards to reorganize them.

“So?”

“Well, I don’t want to do that,” he mumbles before shooting you his signature megawatt smile, “Not to you at least. 10/10 would do it to Ni-Ki though.”

Always keep you at the forefront of his mind.

When he’s at the coffee shop: “Oh, I bet she hasn’t had her coffee yet,” and then he goes on to order you your usual.

When he’s at the bakery: “Oh, I bet she hasn’t had her lunch yet — gotta get her something,” and then he goes on to buy a selection of your favorite pastries.

When he’s shopping, “Oh, she really loves clothes like this — I’ll just get it for her.”

When he passes by a bookstore, “Oh, that’s the kind of book she likes,” then he quickly disappears into the bookstore to get it for you.

“What are you? Her mum?” Sunghoon would often complain as he is always the one being made to wait while Jake is busy getting you stuffs.

Quality time with him would consist of activities like baking nights; picnics; volunteer sessions and so on. Being the selfless lad he is though, he’d always take it upon himself to do the majority of the hard work (though he’ll slot in a chance to brag about himself in between especially if it concerns his strength or skills).

“Oh gosh, this is why restaurants and bakeries exists,” you complain as you rolled the dough for the umpteenth time.

“Let me,” he set down the cream he was mixing, offering to take over.

“Dude, no — you’re more exhausted than I am from your soccer practice, I have absolutely no right to compl-“

“Aww don’t worry about it. You’ve been studying all night too,” he assures, pulling a chair and beckoning you to sit down instead, “besides, I have the strength of like a hundred men so yknow things like these are peanuts for me,” he snickers.

Boi is flirty as heck though. Thank God, you have ice in your veins. Otherwise, you’d be catching feelings quicker than you can spell out his name.

“Do you want anything?” He asks as you guys stand in line at Starbucks.

You shook your head, “Nah, not a fan. I like Coffee Bean better.”

"Oh we can stop by later then," he suggests.

"It's fine Jake, we've already passed it by earlier."

Then suddenly after disappearing for some 15 minutes to allegedly take a call outside, Jake returned, oddly out of breath, with a Coffee Bean paper bag, filled with your usual coffee order.

“Dude! Coffee Bean is like what almost 8 minutes away by walk?! That's like a 16 minute return-trip or something...”

“Less if you run," he winks, “Come on, for you — anything."

Then as per his habits, he’d bite his lips as he grins.

Or that other time, during one of your baking nights:

“You know if you’re tired you can always cancel our baking night right?” You suggest as you unlock the door to your apartment.

“No way — it’s like our weekly ritual. Also it’s like therapeutic for me, a respite from all those rowdy boys at home; rowdy boys at practice and my hectic lifestyle,” he posits, placing the groceries, which he had insisted to carry, up onto your kitchen counter, “unless of course you’re tired? Then of course we can-“

“Never as tired as you’re supposed to be though — if you say so, then sure.”

“Aww,” he coos, “Seriously, if you’re tired, I’ll take over tonight.”

“No way, you’re always taking up my share of work, I feel like a freeloader.”

“Oh come on, freeloading is when it’s one-sided. We aren’t like that.”

“You must really like baking huh?”

“I mean yeah but actually, it’s not the baking per se that I love the most from our baking nights,” Jake murmurs as he help you unpack the groceries, “it’s being with you that I love the most. That’s the therapeutic part, you; making things together with you; making things for you; —“

You stopped unpacking and stare up at him, wondering what have you done so far to even deserve Jake. He stares back at you, beaming widely, “basically you.” ((Yeah he bit his lips after that))

As if there’s gravity, his hands are somewhat always on you whether it is an arm over your shoulders; his hand holding yours whenever you guys cross the road; his hand reaching yours whenever you just put a hand up to wave at him in the hallway; all the tackle hugs he does whenever he sees you; resting his head against your shoulders; and the list goes on (nothing you’re uncomfortable with though). No wonder the girls are always shooting glares at you — he’s always acting as if you guys are dating.

“Gosh, get a room!” Jay would always scream whenever he's around you two and Jake starts to get all clingy and handsy.

A good exemplary student but for you, just for you, he can make some sort of light concession. For instance, if you doze off in class, he’d cover your back.

“Oh crap, I dozed off didnt I?”

“A bit,” Jake whispers back, “Go back to sleep, I’ll wake you up once he starts moving around the hall,” he winks.

“Nah I shouldn’t, I’ve already missed out a whole page of notes,” you sigh when suddenly Jake pushes his book towards you, “Got you covered girl, don’t worry. Just get another 5 minutes of shut-eye alright? I know you pulled up an all-nighter last night.”

“I wish you’re as lenient to me as you to her,” Ni-Ki grumbles beside him.

Jake scoffs, “Nah not you bruh — you deserve being found out when you’re napping when all you do at night is playing games with Heeseung.”

Would excitedly wave at you, or send a flying kiss at you if he feels daring, during his soccer matches whenever he spots you in the crowd.

Playfully competitive in a very annoying way. “Hey, bet you can’t run faster than I can..." / “Hey, bet you can’t finish the homework within an hour..." / "Hey, bet you can’t squat more than I do...” — it’s ok though, you thought, ‘cus no human is perfect, he has to have a flaw especially when his selflessness is inhumanely off the charts.

Your study buddy! You guys are always either in the library, the class or at each other’s places — mostly to study (if you guys aren’t having your non-study-related quality time, that is). Of course, he’d get competitive eventually, “hey, bet you can’t solve question 12! I got it in just what 3 minutes?”

Boi is a coward but he would brave through anything for you (at least *try* to). That's how everyone knows you're his soft spot.

"Jake, you hate horror movies.”

“But you love the Conjuring series”

“Yeah, but I can just watch it alone. You don’t need to accompany me to the theatre for this.”

“Nah, why would I do that to you? Come on have some faith in me — horror movies are nothing.”

and then you found out from a trusted informant (Jungwon) that Jake couldnt sleep without the lights on for 1 week straight after that.

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen jake #enhypen jake imagines #enhypen scenarios #kpop scenarios #enhypen fluff #jake sim #enhypen drabbles #enhypen jake scenarios

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kaijime · 4 years

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be quiet silly girl

includes. tendou satori

cw. dirty talk, oral (receiving), praise, edging (just once), cream pie

a/n. thought of this while I was in class so kinda brain rot but made into a fic :)))

“Ok stop! Stop! I have- stop!” You screamed in between your laughter fit, Tendou’s been tickling you for the past ten minutes and you almost couldn’t breath. “I- have a class stop!”

He eventually let you go and you started setting everything up for you class, you normally didn’t turn on the camera but you still tidied up around you just in case. “What class?”

“One through zoom, its just an hour long and then we can do whatever you want, ok?” He nodded his head, even though he didn’t completely agree, he wanted more time with you, but at the same time he understood your education needed time as well. So in the meantime he racked his brain to find a solution to his problem.

A few minutes later your class started, and the teachers voice rang through the speakers, picking up where left from the last class. Your eyes were fixated on the screen, though every once in a while you looked at him, deep in thought about something. You wondered what was on his mind, usually he never seemed this concentratedin something, but you let it slide...

That was until he snuck a hand on your thigh and drew mindless shapes on it, and it seemed innocent enough until his hand wandered to your innner thigh, between your legs. “Tendou?”

“Shhh... you wouldn’t want them hearing you, would you?” Thats when you realized his intentions, you tried pulling his hand out but he wouldn’t let you go. Instead of pulling away from you he pulled you closer and opened your legs wide.

“I-I can’t, I’m in class”

“So I guess you should be quiet, silly girl” He shifted to meet his face with yours, exanging in a passionate kiss, even though you knew the computer was inches from you, you still wanted this. Even when you knew that you could just touch one button and the rest of the class could hear your lewd sounds, you didn’t stop him from pulling your shorts down.

“Such a whore, look at yourself, your dripping wet and all I did was kiss you. Are you that aroused by the thought of them seeing you?” You shook your head, trying to deny him, to tell him you weren’t enjoying him while the slick between your legs said otherwise. He lapped at your juices, gathering them up with his warm tongue, as he sent shivers down your spine. “You look so nice, your legs spread out to show me that pretty pussy, let me eat you, darling”

He grabbed your hands and put them in the back of your thighs, forcing you to hold them against you so he could have better access to where he wanted to be the most. Indistinct voices could be heard from the speaker of the laptop, they sounded faint with your loud moans echoing in the room. Tendou couldn’t help but devour you, he wanted to taste every part of you.

He ate you out like this was his first and last meal, the slurping sounds that came from his place brought a light blush to your face, you wanted nothing more than to hide between your hands. But you knew better than that, you knew that if you did, one of his sadistic punishments awaited you, so you just went with it.

“T-tendou... my c-class h-aah-“ You tell, even though you know he’s not going to listen to you, you still want to warn him.

“Oh, well then, I guess I should stop” he pulls away, your pulsing cunt clenching around its emptiness and you can’t stop yourself from pulling at his hair, a silent plead for him to continue. The begging look in your eyes has him going feral, the way you don’t even have to tell him how much you want him, you could just give him one look and he already knew you needed him.

“Don’t st-stop... I need y-you please” and with those words he dives back in to his paradise, the place between your legs that drove both of you wild, he licked you up, starting all over again.

From gathering your juices to sucking softly on your clit, driving you insane with everything he did. Soon the sounds coming from the computer were meaningless, in comparison to all the feelings flooding your mind, everything was hazy except for one thing. Tendou.

You felt the familiar warm coil in your stomach and you knew you were close to finishing, maybe after you finished he would let you continue your class. He slid a finger into your wet heat, as if he knew it was the last thing you needed to orgasm.

“H-hmm ah T-Tendooou... I’m cu-cumming” he knew that, he knew you were just on the verge of falling over the edge, thats why he stopped. Thats why he pulled his finger out and removed himself from your cute little cunny, as much as you pushed him to go back. “N-no! I wanted- I n-needed it”

Your frustrated whines didn’t make him regret his actions one single bit, in fact, it just made him pull his pants down even sooner.

“Good girls only get to cum on my cock” he said before he teased you with the tip, rubbing it against your folds, but he didn’t move any further. He wanted to hear you beg once more before your head was hazy and you couldn’t even pronounce his name.

“T-Tendou... please”

“Just tell me what you need baby, tell me what you want and I’ll give it to you” he pushed even further, and he was tempted to leave all the teasing behind once he had a small taste of your warm walls.

“Pl-please I want y-you ah- and... your cock, I need your c-cock” he’s finally been fulfilled, so you only hoped he would keep his promise and do as you asked. He slid right in, your walls fluttered around him, pulling him closer, pulling him deeper. And you basked in the amazing feeling until it happened.

“Miss (Y/n) (L/n)? Are you there?” Your eyes shot open and you remembered the small problem you had postponed. You quickly told Tendou to back off from you, he did but he refused to pull out from your sweet pussy. You unmute your mic to answer the teacher’s question.

“Y-yes?”

“Okay, great, can you answer question number five?” You looked through your papers, notes from your previous classes, until you found what you really needed. The homework from last class.

“Uhm well... in the work sheet I wr-wrote-ah-h!” You let out a soft mewl in between your answer when Tendou thrusted himself inside of you.

“... Everything okay there?”

“Y-yes of course my internet’s a little... h-hmm weird, well... on question number five I-I wrote h-haahh st-...” you stuttered your way to the right words. Everytime you felt like you could finally talk Tendou moved inside of you, his tip hitting your pelvis perfectly everytime. “I-I wrote answer b-b, which was... hh- se-seventy-five point three”.

The teacher responded saying it was correct and you were relieved, turning off your mic quickly so you wouldn’t embarrass yourself anymore.

“You can’t do that T-Tendou. What if they asked me to turn on the camera?”

“Yeah, what were you going to answer? ‘Sorry my boyfriend is fucking my tight little cunny so I can’t right now’?” Every one of his words were degrading, still you loved it, you loved him shaming you for doing this. The exciting thought of someone catching you two only made you clench around him, sucking him in further. “Whoa, you’re clenching and creaming on me... how turned on are you?”

You couldn’t answer anymore, your brain was too clouded with the only thing you wanted right now. To cum. You wanted to milk him of his cum while gushing around him in the delicious way he was hitting your g-spot. That spongy bit inside of you being toyed with, you wanted more of it.

Tendou let out a sort of animalistic growl, the ones that let you know he was close, so were you. He could feel it everytime he moved his hips with yours, his pelvic bone grazing your clit occasionally, and he noticed how much that had an effect on you, so he snuck a digit to rub it.

He drew rough circles on the little bundle of nerves, driving you to ecstasy. The way you clenched the sheets, and how your thighs tried to close together, these were all things Tendou noticed from your orgasming form. These things also drew him closer to his own orgasm.

He came inside, pushing further inside to ensure every drop would stay inside. You were used to the warm feeling of him filling you up, but you could never get accustomed to the way he pulled out abruptly, only to push his dripping cum back into your hole with his fingers.

And just like that class was over.

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#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x reader smut #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #smut #haikyuu #tendou #tendou x reader smut #tendou smut #tendou x reader #haikyuu tendou #tendou satori #h. pic

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itspufflehuff · 3 years

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Spidey Part2 - Sebastian Stan X Holland!Reader

Summary: What will happen between you and your brothers co-star after sparks fly in your first meeting at comic-con?

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four |

MATERLIST // TAGLIST

I wasn't planing on making a part two but as requested by @star-gazing-game here it is! You can read part one here and part three here. If anyone ever has a request or suggestion my messages are always open! Thank you for choosing to read my story and I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 4,935 (wow for a story I didn't plan on making I sure got lost in it. This is twice as long as the first story!)

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Once comic con ended you and Sebastian went your separate ways, making sure to exchange numbers first. The both of you still had to do some promoting for your movies and unfortunately, they were in different parts of the country. He would stay in California for a bit while you went back to New York. That didn't stop you from keeping up with each other. He would randomly message you throughout the day and it would always bring a smile to your face.

Sebastian: Another interview with the diva 🙄. I mean does he really need someone to carry all those juice boxes for him?

You were currently sitting in your apartment getting ready to have dinner. You were still appearing on talk shows promoting your movie and your career, now that people were noticing you more it was the perfect opportunity for you to talk more about your usual work and gain more of a following. Tonight you would be on SNL performing a parody skit of Wicked.

Laughing you responded back.

Y/N: Ugh I know right! He thinks he's so much better than anyone like 'oh look at me I'm Spider-Man' 🙄 go get your juice box and let the adults handle this

Less than a minute later your phone rang again.

Sebastian: I can't believe people think he's the better Holland when it's obvious you are.

Y/N: Thank you! Finally, someone who sees how much better I am than him

You set your phone down leaving it unlocked waiting for Sebastian's next reply. Instead, your phone read 'Tommy' as a video call came through. Confused as to why he would be calling you before an interview, you moved your food aside and swiped to answer the call.

Before you got to greet him Tom spoke, "Why are you texting Sebastian?"

Although his question caught you off guard that didn't stop you from thinking of a quick response.

Faking disappointment you shook your head, "Oh Tommy, have you been snooping on people's phones again? Hasn't mum talked to you about that already? Does she need to have another chat with you?"

His face turned a tint of red as everyone behind him laughed. You heard a voice call out, "Someone please tell me you got that on camera." It was Mackie.

Someone called back to him, "We got it!" Again everyone burst into laughter. Obviously embarrassed Tom cleared his throat, "I'll call you back later." Quickly he hung up the phone.

No new messages came from Sebastian after that. You assumed it was because his interview was starting. So for the next few hours, you busied yourself getting ready for your show later. This would be your first time performing for SNL, you were so excited but also nervous. You couldn't keep still all day you had to walk around, clean, jump, even sing. Anything to keep yourself busy.

They asked you to show up two hours early to rehearse one last time before the show began. You and your scene partner went over the opening scene that would lead into the song. Once you got it down you two warmed up your voices finding the perfect harmony. Your skit was second up and just like on opening night for all your other shows you were nervous. Sure you've performed live in front of people more times than you can count but each time was as nerve-wracking as the first time.

You had thirty minutes left before you had to go out when you got a text on your phone. Looking down you saw his name and a smile came onto your face.

Sebastian: Good luck tonight you're gonna be great xx

You felt a bit more at ease knowing you had Sebastian cheering you on from the other side of the country. You put your phone down and headed backstage where everyone else was talking as they waited for their turn to go up.

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"And now for our next guest, Tom Holland!" Your partner introduced. That was your cue to run out on stage. You stood to the right of her smiling and waving to the crowd. When the cheering died down you looked to her still smiling, "Actually it's Y/N Holland."

"We didn't book you today." She said faking confusion looking down at her cue cards, "Look it says right here Tom Holland. TOM. Not Y/N."

"You must've written the wrong name down because I was definitely asked to come down tonight."

She let out a nervous laugh looking at the audience, "No we called and asked for the Spidey twin. You know the new Spidey, not Toby or Andrew."

"I am the new Spidey. I don't know if you heard but I kinda did this new movie and I voiced Spider-Gwen."

"Ok, but we asked for the dancing twin?"

"I can dance too. Maybe even better than my brother." I wink to the audience who cheered.

"Wait, wait, wait," She said to the audience, "but we asked for the more successful twin. Surely that must be Tom. I mean he is Spider-Man. THE Spider-Man. He's gotten the Empire and BAFTA awards for best newcomer and rising star."

"Um tell that to my three Tony Awards for best newcomer and Best Actress." You held one finger up for best newcomer and two for Best Actress. The audience went wild cheering and clapping for you.

"Oh no." Your scene partner said, cuing the music to What is this Feeling begin.

"There's been some confusion over casting here at SNL" you both sang

"But of course I'll promote for Spidey," you sang then in a speaking voice you quickly said, "Spider-Man: Into the Spider-verse out in theaters now."

Your partner looked at you rolling her eyes, "And of course I'll rise up above it"

"For I know that's how you'd want me to respond, yes. There's been some confusion for you see, my scene-mate is," you both sang.

"Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe," you sang.

"Y/N" She deadpanned to the audience.

The both of you continued the song just as rehearsed. By the end, everyone cheered as you two marched off stage pretending not to like each other.

You stood for the rest of this show to watch the other skits they had planned out. It was so much fun, you were getting so used to being in a small room filled with the camera crew as you and the interview sat there talking. Of course, those could be fun too but this was a nice change.

At the end of the show, Tom called to tell you how amazing you did. "Watch out because I'm coming for your Tony's with some Oscars next." He threatened before hanging up. You laughed to yourself at your dorky brother. You couldn't help but notice the noise going on behind Tom throughout your phone call. He sounded like he was at a party or something. Then your phone rang again.

Sebastian: Tom has nothing on your three Tony's the only other award he'll be getting from the Oscars is biggest diva

You smiled reading his text, you were about to respond when another came through.

Sebastian: You did great tonight, I can't wait to hear you sing in person again

You felt butterflies erupt in your stomach. Of course you liked him. He was so sweet, funny, talented, and super attractive. But you two hadn't hung out since comic con or even seen each other since then. You didn't want to think too much about your relationship with him other than being friends but deep down you wanted more.

Y/N: Once I'm back on the stage I'll get you front row tickets

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Weeks had passed when you finally finished doing interviews and promos for Spider-Verse. Sebastian was finally back in New York but you two hadn't had the chance to meet up just yet. If he wasn't busy you were. Now that you had free time you decided to take advantage and take some time off of doing shows as well. Just a few more weeks then you'd go back.

That was until they called you desperate for a replacement, both the lead actress and her understudy got food poisoning and couldn't go on stage. They needed a new Eurydice and you knew the part. You played it once before and you did amazing. Not wanting to let anyone down you agreed to cover, you were also really excited to revisit Hadestown. You loved playing Eurydice the first time so when the chance came to play her again you took it.

You immediately texted your brother excited sharing the good news. You wanted to text Sebastian but you knew he was in the middle of an interview so instead you waited for him to let you know when it was over.

His interview went on longer than expected. By the time it was over you were already down at the theater for a mic check and to get your costume fitted. When Sebastian texted you back your phone was hidden in your purse which then happened to be buried under a pile of everyone else belongings. After an hour passed he wondered why you didn't respond. Usually, you'll respond within a few minutes or before the hours passed. He didn't want to bug and keep texting so he waited for you to respond. He walked around his apartment trying to keep himself busy until he heard his phone buzz. Quickly he ran to his phone only to see it was a text from Mackie. Disappointed but not wanting to be rude he opened it up. It was a screenshot of some news article followed by the words, "This your girl?"

He opened up the photo and read to himself in a low whisper, "Actress Y/N Holland to star in Hadestown for one night only" he read further then jumped to his feet running into his room.

She's performing tonight? Why didn't she tell me?

It was already 6:30 and the show is scheduled for 8:00. That night was the fastest he ever got ready for anything. He showered, got dressed, combed his hair, and jumped in his car all within twenty minutes but he didn't care. He was going to see you tonight.

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On his way to the theater, he passed a man and woman selling flowers on the side of the street. Quickly he pulled over running over to them. They had a variety of flowers ready to be made into bouquets, the only problem was he wasn't sure which ones to get. He had never asked before what your favorite flowers were and he was not about to ask your brother so he did the next best thing, he googled it.

~~~~

At the end of the show, you were full of adrenaline. The crowd cheered as they stood for you and the cast. You had worked with some of the ensemble cast before on other shows so they came up to give you hugs before you all bowed and the curtain dropped.

You almost forgot how amazing and fun it was to be on stage. You walked back to your dressing room ready to change back into your clothes and go home. Your bag was thrown in the corner forgotten about but the moment you sat down a thought came into your head.

I haven't texted Sebastian back all day.

You ran to your bag digging through it to find your phone. It seemed to be lost somewhere in there and you were losing patience so you flipped your purse over dropping everything onto the floor. Finally finding your phone you walked over to your chair, opened up your messages, and went to Sebastian's name.

Y/N: Hey I sorta got busy... I'll tell you more about it when you've got time

You sighed slouching down in your chair, closing your eyes, and throwing your head back. You knew he was very understanding and wouldn't be upset with you for leaving him without saying a word but still, you felt bad. A few minutes passed when you heard knocking on your door. You sat back up before calling out, "Come in."

"I have time now if you want to talk." You heard a husky voice say from your door. You turned in shock seeing Sebastian standing there in a casual blue suit with flowers in his hand. You got up from your seat and started walking over to him as he walked closer to you, "Sebastian what're you doing here?"

"Well, when I heard you would be performing tonight I couldn't miss this show. I also got you these so I couldn't let you leave without them."

"Thank you, they're beautiful. How did you know these were my favorite?" You asked jokingly. You honestly thought it was just a coincidence that the flowers he got were your favorites.

He rubbed the back of his neck as a blush rose onto his cheeks, "I may have googled what your favorite flowers are."

You couldn't help but laugh, "I'm sorry I didn't mean for that to come out. It's just- you googled me?"

"Yes, I googled you!" He was laughing now too.

"I can't believe you googled me." You were smiling at him now. He was so much taller without your heels on. You took a step back, crossing your arms feeling a bit insecure.

"Well, I was hoping I could take you out tonight. Finally, get to hang out again now that we're here together."

"Yeah, of course, let me get changed really quickly then we can do."

He nodded walking out of the room allowing you to dress in peace. You ran around grabbing your clothes and throwing everything back into your purse. It wasn't too long until you opened the door with your purse and flowers in hand, "So what did you have in mind?"

"I was thinking maybe we can go back to my apartment. I'm sure you're tired and well were not exactly dressed for the same event." He looked down at your sweatpants and t-shirt.

"Yeah, maybe you're right."

~~~~

You followed behind him in your car to his house. You were slightly nervous since this would be the first time you both properly hang out together, alone, and in his house.

When you both got there he met you at your car opening the door for you and offering his hand, "My lady." You giggled at his antics but still took his hand, "Thank you, kind sir." He walked you up to his apartment while your arm was wrapped around his.

Once you were both in his apartment he looked down at his attire, "I am going to change real quick. While I'm gone feel free to make yourself at home. If you need to use the bathroom it's just through that door right there." He walked off to his room leaving you there alone. You put your bag down on the couch taking your phone out to see a text from Tom.

Tommy: How was your show? I'm sure you did great as always! That's how we Hollands do like to do it anyway

Y/N: The show was amazing! I had so much fun I missed performing but I'm still taking a few weeks off before I jump back into it again

You got another text when Sebastian came out of his room now wearing sweatpants of his own and a band shirt. "I don't have anything w can really eat right now so we can order food if you're hungry?"

"That sounds great. I'm fine with eating anything, honestly."

"Awesome, I know this great Chinese restaurant not too far from here we can order from."

You two spent the rest of the night eating and talking. You started off just sitting on his couch but as the night went on you got more comfortable switching positions. You would lay with your back on the arm of the couch, your legs dangling over the arm of the couch, then you moved so your head was hanging over the edge of the couch until you both somehow ended up laying on the floor talking.

Sebastian's head was right next to yours but your bodies were going opposite of each other. He grabbed some pillows from the couch keeping one for himself and giving you the other.

"What happened to you giving me front row seats once you were back on stage, huh?" Sebastian joked.

You propped your arm up on the pillow and rested your head on your hand facing him, "I wasn't planning on going back so soon. They needed me and I couldn't let them down! Plus you were in the middle of something I couldn't interrupt."

He did the same as you resting his head on his arm turning to you, "Excuses, excuses. You could've left a message or something! I would've dropped whatever I was doing just to see you."

You blushed looking away from him but he put a hand on your cheek turning your head back to him. His hand lingered as his thumb drew circles on your cheek, "Have I told you I love hearing you sing?"

"Maybe once or twice." You answered nervously.

"Well, then I'll just keep telling you." You looked into each other's eyes while his hand was still resting on your cheek. You thought for sure he would lean in for a kiss but he didn't. Instead, he cleared his throat and moved his hand. He looked up at the time before letting out a whoa, "It's already two in the morning! You should really get home and get some rest."

You were a bit confused. It felt like you two were having a moment and now he's rushing you home? Sure he makes a good point it is getting late and you're tired but what the hell?

"I suppose you're right." You laid back down on the floor not wanting to get up but Sebastian was standing next to you holding his hand out for you to take. He lifted you off the floor, "Come on I'll walk you to your car."

The walk to your car was quiet, neither of you really knew what to say. When it was time to go he gave you a hug which lingered. You were grateful it did. You didn't want to let him go he smelled like old spice and his body felt warm pressed up against yours. His head rested on top of yours as he rubbed your back with one hand. "Let me know when you're home, ok?" He pulled away holding onto your shoulders until you nodded.

~~~~

Sebastian laid awake in bed waiting to know you were home safe. He could've kissed you tonight. He wanted to kiss you but the gentleman in him wouldn't allow it. From the moment you two met he knew he wanted to take you out but you being Tom's sister he didn't want to do it behind his back either.

In the morning he set his plan into motion. The first call he made was to Tom.

It didn't take long for him to answer, "Hey mate, what's up?"

Sebastian felt nervous. What if Tom said no? What if this ruined their friendship, but he had to try. "Hey, Tom I was just calling to ask something."

"Shot."

"Well, I was hoping it would be alright if I take Y/N out on a date tonight?" He let out slowly. His palms were sweating and his heart was beating fast.

"What?" Tom didn't know what to say. Of course he thought Sebastian was a really great guy but you were his little sister. Did he really want to let you go out with him?

"I would like to take Y/N out on a date, but with your permission of course. I know how close you two are and I don't want you to feel like we're sneaking around behind your back. If you say no I totally understand and I'll keep everything as just friends."

If he were being honest Tom was impressed with the way Sebastian came to him before asking you out. He thought it was nice of his friend to come clean to him instead of asking you out without letting him know, which was something that happened before. "You know what man? Go for it."

"Are you serious?" Sebastian was stunned.

"Yeah! I know we joke around a lot about you and Mackie not liking me but you really are a great friend. Plus I saw how well you two got along during Comic-Con. I know you'll do what's right and make her happy."

Sebastian was over the moon happy. As soon as he hung up the phone his second call was to you.

~~~~

"Tonight at 5:00? That sounds great!"

"Ok, I'll pick you up then." As soon as he hung up the phone you shouted into your pillow with excitement. You knew you had a moment together last night! You just thought maybe it was your crush clouding your judgment but now you two have a date for tonight!

You jumped off your bed and went straight into your closet.

What am I going to wear tonight?

You rummaged through your wardrobe for an hour trying everything on. He said you would be going out to dinner then he would take you out for a movie. Cliche but you didn't care, you were going out with Sebastian Stan! After another two hours retrying everything on and pairing them with shoes. He mentioned the restaurant you would be outdoors so with that information you settled on wearing a maroon corduroy dress with a white long sleeve underneath and some black tights underneath. As for the shoes you went with black boots that had a heel to them.

It felt like time slowed down as if it knew how excited you were for your date. At 3:30 you started getting ready, first taking a shower then quickly putting on your outfit and shoes. Seeing as how you always had to wear so much makeup on stage you hardly liked to wear any off. You only put on a bit of concealer to hide the bags under your eyes, some eye shadow, and lipstick. Once you were satisfied with your look you started on your hair. Not wanting to do too much to it you lightly curled it and pinned it to the sides. As soon as you finished getting ready you heard a buzz coming from your intercom, "Hi Miss. Holland there is a Mr. Sebastian Stan here for ya."

Excited you hurried across the room to buzz back, "Let him up. Thank you, Jerry!" Within minutes you heard a knock on your door. You had set your purse next to the door earlier so you wouldn't have to worry about grabbing it o your way out. When you opened the door you were met with a shy-looking Sebastian once again wearing a casual suit although this time it was a plaid grey. He had one single flower in his hand and a dopey grin on his face.

"Hi, you look beautiful. Well, you always look beautiful but I never mention it so I am now."

You laughed at his stammering, "Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself. I mean you never look bad but I never mention it so I am now." You said coolly mocking him.

He noticed this and laughed looking down, "Thank you. I- umm- I brought you this. Just another one to add to your bouquet." He handed you another flower, the same as the ones from last night. You took it from him happily, "You're so sweet. I'll add it to the bunch right now." You began walking back into your apartment until you realized you were leaving Sebastian standing outside of your apartment door. You turned back around opening the door up for him, "Please come in while I put this away." So he did. He stepped into your apartment but remained by the door. He looked around at the setup and decor. "Wow, you really weren't kidding about those three Tony awards were you?" He asked impressed. You turned back with a chuckle, "I don't have to lie to sound cooler than my brother." "You got that right." He mumbled to himself with a smile.

~~~~

The restaurant he chose was on a rooftop overlooking the city. The view was beautiful and even though there was a rough over your heads it was clear allowing you to see the sky above and the sides were left open so a breeze could pass through. There were strings of light running through the top to illuminate the tables as well as a small jar filled with fairy lights.

Dinner went by smoothly. As you ate you both talked about your lives and the places you've been.

"Greece is amazing! It's my favorite place to go when I need to get away for a while." Sebastian gushed.

"You've been to Greece?! Oh my, I've always wanted to visit but haven't had the chance to go yet."

"You haven't been to Greece?!" He looked at you like you just kicked his puppy. "Well, I will just have to take you someday then." He took a sip of his drink and wiggled his eyebrows at you.

"You said it so you have to take me now!"

"I will." He said with both seriousness and playfulness.

"Promise?" You raised an eyebrow as you held your pinky out.

He rolled his eyes but chuckled taking your pinky with his, "Promise."

~~~~

After dinner, he drove you across the river into Brooklyn. You looked to him confused, "I thought we were just watching a movie?"

He smiled keeping his eyes on the road, "We are."

"Then we do we have to go to Brooklyn?"

"You'll see."

Once you saw it your jaw dropped. The car made sense now. Instead of his Tesla from the other night, he was now driving an SUV. You were confused when you saw it at first but didn't think much into it. Now he was driving you into the Skyline Theater and you understood why he brought his SUV.

"It's a drive-in theater?"

"Yup, check the back seats."

Behind you were blankets, pillows, and snacks that you for some reason didn't see before. He pulled into a parking space with the back of the car facing the big screen, "Wait here." He got out of the car, opened up the back, and started putting the back seats down. Carefully he laid the blankets and pillows for you two. Once he finished he looked up to you, "Now for some popcorn, Ill be right back. Want anything to drink?"

"Just water and a bottle of soda."

"Got it." He flashed you a charming smile before closing the back and walking off. You sat there smiling to yourself like an idiot. You haven't felt this happy in so long, it was a different type of happiness. He came back quicker than you expected with drinks and a big tub of popcorn. Seeing as he still had the keys he opened the back once again to lay out the snacks. "Come on." He nodded his head over motioning for you to join him.

You sat in the back letting your legs dangle over the side of the car, "So what movie are we seeing tonight?"

"Honestly I don't even know" He laughed looking at you.

"You don't know?" You laughed along.

"Uh-uh. It could be a kid's movie, an adult movie, or it could even be one of my movies. I don't know. I just thought it would be romantic to bring you out here for a movie."

"That is sweet but also unbelievable." You laughed but hoped the movie would be something appropriate. Luckily once the movie began it turned out to be Just Go With It.

Sebastian pushed himself back allowing him to lay down, before he did though he took his shoes off and tossed them to the front. You followed along. As the movie went on you two slowly inched closer to each other. First, it started out with him putting his hand on top of yours then he slowly put his arms around your shoulder. You leaned into him resting your head on his chest. Although neither of you could see each other's faces you both smiled at the close contact. You would feed each other snacks and when he tried tossing popcorn into his mouth and failed you both had a contest to see who could do it first, of course, you won.

By the end of the night, Sebastian took you back to your apartment walking you to your door. With your door open you leaned on the frame and looked over to him, "I had a great night Sebastian, thank you." You placed a soft kiss on his cheek before turning to walk into your apartment. He grabbed your hand before you could go. You turned to face him slightly tilting your head you scrunched your eyebrows. He walked closer to you grabbing both sides of your face, "Can I kiss you?" Unable to speak you nodded your head. You felt like your stomach was in your throat.

He leaned down closer to your face, slowly closed his eyes, and placed a soft kiss on your lips. You thought your legs would turn to jelly but luckily they stood strong. You kissed him back wishing it would never have to end.

#sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan #sebastion x reader #mcu #marvel #imagine #fanfic #bucky barnes

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harryhoney-bee · 4 years

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Tonight

You have sex for the first time with Harry. Virgin!reader. This is the 3 and last part! Hope you guys like it!

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You were driving to Harry’s house. Almost in his place, but you could not stop thinking.

It was Friday night.

Friday nights mean date nights with Harry.

Usually, you are excited for this day to come, but right now, you were anxious, not the “good anxiety”, like feeling butterflies on your tummy, but the kind you feel sweat in your hands and just wanna hide in your room.

The reason for your concern is… sex.

You got the sensation that tonight is the night. Tonight, you won’t be a virgin anymore, and the best part of it all, you will have sex with Harry, the best boyfriend in the whole world.

You were happy, of course, you were, but the stressful feeling and the fear of him not enjoying this because of your inexperience were having the best of you.

Before you notice, you were at his place. But something was off, all the lights were turned off, not just of his house, but the whole street. You park your car and leave it to go to the door, knocking; Harry was immediately at the door. He opens and gives you the prettiest smile and hugs you.

“Hey baby, I was a little fearful with you driving down the street with the light off, it can be dangerous”. And he smells your hair “Somebody came ready huh? Really good perfume, love”

And he leaves a little space so you could walk in. It was dark, but he managed to put on a lot of candles, so there were romantic vides, but also terror movies vibes.

Stop thinking of horror movies (y/n), come on.

“Of course, you like the perfume, you were the one who gave it to me, dummy” And you pack him on the lips for the first time. His hands go to your hips, holding you tightly deepening the kiss. With this kiss, you got no doubt, you were having sex, and you weren’t so scared anymore.

He ends the kiss and pats your cheeks. “You are gorgeous love; in the light of these candles you look so golden.”

You flush “You are not bad too, Hazz. Love you”

He puts a hand on the side of your shoulder, guiding you in the direction of the dinner table, which was set with a fancy set of red and yellow tablecloth. “Love you too, sit here while I go to the kitchen get the food”

You sit down and watch as his silhouette vanishes through the door. You look at the table, there was a big candle in the center of it, bit the side of a… bottle of red wine. You take a glass of wine and drink a little. You were in the half of it as Harry comes back with a recipient of Winter Squash Lasagna. And he sits with you.

“See that you already fond yourself with wine, love”

“Got to be ready for tonight, right? Alcohol may help a little” You chuckles.

“What do you mean by ‘ready for tonight’?” He askes while taking your plate and serving you food.

Oh my sweet Jesus, why do I respond? Does he even want to have sex with me? Last week when you gave him a blowie, looked like he wanted to do more stuff in the future, but what if he changed his mind?

You look away and start talking fast “Like, you know…sex? Isn’t what we are doing tonight? It’s been a week since the blowie and I just thought we both would like this to happen… I-I mean… don’t you want? ‘Cus it’s ok if you…”

“Baby, come down, will yah?” He says putting both hands on your shoulder for you to smooth. “First, we are not doing anything you don’t want to. Second, I wasn’t thinking of us having sex tonight, I invited you so we can chill, I didn’t know you were ready for sex. But if you are 100% sure, we can do this. It’s up to you my love. I would just enjoy dinner” And he smiles at you, now holding your hand, giving a sensation of security.

“I was overthinking, wasn’t I?” You ask, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Just a little bit, love. But I am serious, I am up for anything you want to do, just want you to feel good” And he starts to eat, and you do as well. You even forgot about the dinner in front of you.

“I-I want to, like, really want. I am just a little nervous. It’s my first time, and my first time with you... so, it’s a bit overwhelming” You says “By the way, this lasagna it’s amazing, Hazz”

He chuckles “Thanks baby, learned it from my mom. And you don’t need to feel overwhelming about anything. It’s just us having sex, isn’t it?”

“Yes, it is” You smile, feeling comfortable.

You both finished your dinner, and the subject of sex was long forgotten. Even you forgot it, the one who was so uptight about it. You take the dishes and put them on the sink, raising your sleeves to start washing them. But Harry hugs you from behind. And whisper in your ear.

“What about you leave these dishes, huh?”

“But for them, you would have to clean them up, and it’s no fair, you already made all the food”

“Come on baby, don’t be stubborn. Let’s go to my room, are you okay with that?” He asks, kissing your neck

“Yeah, let’s go”

He holds your bum, and a little doing an impulse for you to jump, as you do it, you also clap your legs on your hips and start kissing him. He does his way to his bedroom, never leaving your mouth or the end of your ass.

As he both got into his bedroom, he lays you on the bed, ending the kiss and looking into your eyes.

“Hey, if don’t feel comfortable about something, let me know. And if you don’t want to do nothing at all, you also let me know, understood?”

His authority and softness give you a confidence boost. You needed him.

“Yeah, Harry”

“Good girl”

Harry starts kissing your neck, sucking on the skin. He leaves a trace of saliva in all on your neck, your nails go to his back, scratching his skin calmly.

You grab the hem of his shirt, taking it off his body. You couldn’t see much because of the darkness, and in his room only have one candle.

“Someone is in a hurry, huh?” He teases you, biting on your ear.

He does the same with your shirt, leaving you just in a black bra. His mouth goes to your jaw, and his hands cup your breasts.

“So beautiful, love”

“Please Harry” You didn’t even know what you were asking for.

Harry holds your ribs bringing your body to his, this time, your mouth attacks the skin of his neck, as his hands open the lock of your bra, freeing your soft pair of breasts. His tongue immediately meets with your hard nipple. Now, your month it’s no longer connects with his body, instead, your hand passes through his hard, pushing it hard. You feel his tongue do zigzag in your nipple, sucking firmly.

He puts you on your knees on the bed, grabbing your jeans and bringing it down slowly, kissing your tummy, from your belly button to your hipbone. You help him take your clothes, leaving you only in your panties.

You do the same to him. His belt and pants are along with the rest of your outfit on the floor. Both of you are feeling like horny teenagers, and it feels great.

Harry hovers over you, your bareback reach the steady mattress. He kisses you passionately.

“Can I touch you, baby girl? See if you are ready for me?”

“Yes Hazz, please do it”

His fingers go underneath the fabric of your underwear, he plays if your labia, before going to the beginning of your entrance and feeling the wetness there was.

“So wet love, just for me”

His fingers start to rub your clit fervidly, and his other hand cups your jaw, holding it tight and your lips met again.

“Harry, let’s do it, I need you”

“Ok princess, just let me know if you have any discomfort”

He drags your panties down to your heels, and you just throw the fabric on the floor, as well as his boxer, his hard member is free.

You are both bare.

You cup his cheeks and kiss him. He positions himself in your cunt.

“I’m going, ok love?”

“Ok, baby,” You say with an anxious voice.

You feel his head in, he slides a little more, but stop as your face does not look so good.

It hurts bad, you know the first time is not supposed to be all pleaser, but man, it hurts.

“How does it feel, darling?” He asks, worries on his face.

“Don’t feel good Harry, like, stings, I don’t know. But keep on going, the pain will go away.” You say and kiss his nose.

“Just tell me if you want me to pull off. I’ll stay still until you say so. But I’ll make you feel good, my love” He packs you on the lips, and his fingers go to your clit, rubbing it.

You moan, it was getting better.

5 minutes, and then you feel the urge for him to move.

“Hazz, you can move, put it all in”

“Are you sure, babygirl?”

“yeah,” you say between your moans. His hands are amazing.

He does as you askes, the feeling of burn stays.

“You are so fucking tight,” He says and attacks your lips, rubbing your clit even more.

“You can move Harry, but do it slowly, please”

“Yeah, alright baby girl, so good you are”

He starts thrusting in and out, slowly. When all of he is out of you, it’s hard to pull it back inside, because you are so snug inside.

His fingers do wonder in your clitoris, they go from right to leave, left to right. His kisses are so wet, it all feels good, the pain is still there, but in less intensity. And then you feel in your belly, the feeling of bliss. Your back raises as your orgasm comes.

“Harry, I think I’m gonna cum” You say with a whisper

“Come to me princess, I got you, come on, I am so close too, my love”

His mouth meets your nipple, and you can’t hold the bliss anymore.

Moans leave your mouth as your hold Harry’s hair. You feel your cunt walls squeezing his cook. And your orgasm washes over you.

“Damn baby, you so fucking hot, gonna cum, want my cum, darling?”

“Yeah, give it to me, Hazz”

And he does, your cunt milks him dry, everything he has to give to you, he gives.

He moans feel so good in your ear.

He falls, putting half of his weight on you.

“We did it,” You say, looking at him, he was fucked up

“We did it, you are not so innocent anymore, my baby”

Your giggles and hit him on the shoulder. As you do this movement, you feel him still inside of you, and the business comes out again.

“Harry, can you pull out? It hurts a little”

“course baby girl, I’m sorry,” He says pulling out of you, when he does it, he sees there is a little bit of blood on his dick, your tights, and in the mattress.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom, ok baby? I’ll bring a towel, it’s a mess down there” And he kisses your forehead, you blush hard.

“Mm, ok”

You see him leaving, when he does it, he grabs his boxer but doesn’t wear it.

You start to feel something leaving your pussy, so you go and take a look.

Man, it was a mess, there was Harry’s cum, your wetness, and blood. You felt a little embarrassed, but you knew it was normal to happen with some girls.

After some minutes he comes back with a towel, this time wearing his boxers.

“How are you feeling, princess, does it hurt?” he questions you, patting your cheeks.

“It stings a little, but I think I am ok. I enjoy it very much” You say smiling at him.

He chuckles “I did it too, it was amazing, wasn’t it? But right now, I need you to lay down, so I can clean you up”

You do as tell.

“Open up, princess”

You open your legs for him and feel the friction of the soft fabric against your skin.

“Don’t put too much pressure, it stings a little”

“Sorry baby, but you are already cleaned up. Just finished here” And he places the towel on the side of the bed “Wanna take a bath? Or eat something? Are you in anyYeahd of pain? Or are y…”

You interrupt him with a pack on the lips.

“I am ok baby, thanks, just wanna cuddle”

“I can give my baby a lot of cuddles,” He says, putting you on his laps, laying them both on you down.

“You are my baby, (y/n).”

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catboy-lover-archive · 3 years

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Obey Me Romanian MC

idea inspired by @/harunayuuka2060 (too shy to tag them)

Nu ştiu ce inspirație supraomenească m-a lovit dar am început asta la 2 dimineața și am terminat-o la 6.30

Im sleep deprived bc I stayed up all night doing this, enjoy gagicile mele

[added translations]

(under the cut bc this bitch is long af)

Lucifer: Are you not enjoying your meal?

MC: This food isn't even good. Next time I'm bringing my bunica to make you guys sarmale best thing you ever tried 👩‍🍳👌😘 mwah

MC: I'm not gonna go out with Satan, Beel, Asmo or Belphie.

Asmo: Awww

Beel: :(

Belphie: What?!

Satan: Why?

MC: Why date a guy who's favorite color is not in romanian flag? 🤔🇷🇴

Asmo: But I thought you could-

MC: For the last time IM NOT A VAMPIRE I CAN'T HYPNOTIZE PEOPLE OR MAKE THEM FALL IN LOVE WITH ME

Levi: Ohhh!!!! So are you like familiar with Castlevania-

MC: We don't talk about that *cries in disappointed*

Solomon: What is this weird potion.

MC: *puts bottle of țuică (plum brandy) on the table*

MC: This is not a potion, but a solution to all of your problems gagica 💖

MC: *talking to Lucifer* Oh iubire (love), stop crying over Diavolo again. Why cry over guy who would wear vagabond everyday in my country?

MC: Tsch tsch tsch

Lucifer: What the fuck is Vagabond

MC: Only the worst of streetwear existent. Only f-boys use it

Lucifer: Fair enough

Beel: Why do you want to try out for the sports team?

MC: Because Steaua, my country's team, disappointed me 😔

MC: Mammon! Asmo! Let me show you guys a thing called ✨manele✨

(after the Belphie incident)

MC: Does anybody have a belt.... a belt so I can...no reason...papuci de casă (slippers) works too

MC: Hey Belphie! Did you enjoy your punishment? 😜

Belphie: My butt still hurts...

MC: Next time it's the lingură de lemn ♡ (wooden spoon)

*MC dancing to Braşoveanca*

Mammon: W-what's that???

Satan: Some sort of ritual I suppose

Asmo: *joining in* It's fun!

MC: Doi✌paşi🦵înainte➡️şi😱doi😩înapoi⬅️ (two steps forward two steps back)

MC: Who has summoned me?

Satan: Belphie isn't feeling well and the medicine didn't really do it's job.

MC: Everyone watch closely because I'm going to teach you guys a sacred ritual called ✨Frecție cu Oțet✨

Satan: You're just pouring vinegar on his wrist.

MC: Now here comes the fun part. *maggages his wrists*

Belphie: Someone please kill me this is unbearable

MC: Am I allowed to say Tatăl Nostru (Lord's prayer) or is that too....uhhh weird since yall are demons and stuff-

Barbatos: MC...

MC: I'm sorry but crossing myself after I finish a meal is implemented in my brain. It's in the default settings.

Barbatos: What happens if you don't cross yourself?

MC: Lingura de lemn (wooden spoon) *shivers*

Diavolo: Do you like my castle?

MC: Baby, Peleş puts you to shame.

MC: Also, too much current (swift). Close the damn windows

Lucifer, giving up on life: Oh not again...

MC: DA PĂ CIMPOI DA PĂ CIMPOI JOACĂ FETELE LA NOI 👉👈😳

MC: Real music here 😌

MC: There, there gacica (girlfriend). Don't cry. *pats him on the back*

Lucifer: Do you got any more țuică...

MC: That's the spirit!

MC: I know I technically didn't die, but can we please have a funeral??? There is this really tasty cake just for this special occasion called colivă. Beel is okay with it so- hey don't ignore me! wait guys this is important- wAIT!

Satan: I hate Lucifer because he is my father.

Belphie: I hate Lucifer because he sucks in general.

MC: I hate Lucifer because Favorite color is red which is COMMUNISM COLOUR 😡‼

Solomon: See?? MC likes my cooking!

MC: Piftie...Caltaboş...

MC: Solomon, you would make a very good romanian housewife. Say, have you ever considered getting a 701st wife...?

Beel: *munching happily on the food MC makes*

Lucifer: *getting a fucking break*

MC: *making grătar(barbeque) cu mici*

MC: Everybody loves 1 Mai!

MC: Beelphiiieee!!!! I have a spell for you 😊

Belphie: Please not the lingură de lemn-

MC: *boop on the nose* ✨du-te dracu✨ (go to hell)

Lucifer: How did you make everyone behave?

MC: *looking at the papuc de casă in hand*

MC: You either die a hero...or live enough to become the villain...

Lucifer: Interesting, can you teach me?

MC: The secret is to use your wrist-

MC, whispering: Psst! Mammon! How's the sarmale trading going?

Mammon: Its okay, but why can't you just give me the recipe?

MC: E din moşi strămoşi (it's from older generations) I can't give it to you

MC: Hey pisi, want a ride in my Dacia?

Simeon: ...what? :)

MC: Come on gagica(girlfriend)! We are going to visit my family they will love you!

MC: You can also bring Luke. Just uhhh don't let him drink from the "juicebox" ok? It's not- It's not juice in there

MC: But you can drink. I won't tell anyone.

Diavolo: MC you can't leave yet. Not even for a quick visit back home.

MC: Auzi, da du-te-n p- (well why don't you fuck yourself on my dic-)

MC: *sigh* Sometimes I wish Satan was wearing Vagabond instead of...whatever that is

Asmo: Ouch, but yeah I guess we are that desperate.

Satan: I'm never tutoring any of you again.

MC and Luke, just vibing honestly: ⬇️Intră-n👇apa🌊mării🐚şi🐋nu🐟te🙄teme😱ai😳să-nveți🤯să-noți🐠printre🤔sirene🧜‍♀️🧜‍♂️

(go in the sea's water and don't you be afraid you'll learn to swim among mermaids)

MC: No Asmo, I have a date to the ball he's right here *points at țuică bottle*

Belphie: *misbehaving*

MC: Vai, vai, vai. Sărumâna Belphie 😃 ( well, well, well good day Belphie)

MC: *grabs the papuc (slipper)*

MC: NO LUCIFER IT CAN NOT BE AN AN NOU FERICIT (happy new year) IF WE DO NOT DANCE THE HORĂ

MC and Luke, vibing yet again: POVEȘTI DIN FOLCLORUL MAGHIAR!!! (maghiar folklore stories!)

MC: Where is my țuică? :)

Everyone: *quiet*

MC: I won't get mad :)

MC:

MC: Foaie verse de trifoi~ *papuc reappears* Dați băi țuica înapoi (green leaf of clover, give the țuică back you fucker)

Everybody: *runs*

MC: Mândruțelor (girls), come back until I'll put this to good use

Levi: *exists*

MC: *in love with him bc his fav color is in the Romanian flag and not in the commie flag*

MC: Te las să te lingi cu mime în parcare la lidl (I'll let you french kiss me in the Lidl market parking lot)

MC: Lucifer you don't understand!

MC: Sandu Ciorbă cured my depression!

MC: Muie cretinii pământului (fuck y'all stupid asses) my țuică is back and I'm not sharing anymore

Asmo: We're doing hot girl shit tonight

MC: Ne curvim rău (we're hoeing)

MC: futu-ți cristelnița mătii (fuck your mother's font) Simeon you're the one that drank all my țuică

MC: I'll let it slide this once, if u take me for shaorma(shawarma) in Piața Victoriei (Victoria's market)

Solomon: Whoops, I accidentally messed up the sarmale recipe

MC: Aşadar războiu alesu l-ai (So you have chosen war)

Mammon: MC, how do you say "I hate you" in romanian?

MC: Dar eu sunt mândru că sunt twink. (I'm proud to be a twink)

Mammon, clueless: ok thanks

MC, to Belphie: I had such a rough day, please fute-mi una (fuck me over) and not the way I like

Mammon: What would be a quick way to make money?

MC: Gagica(girlfriend), listen. Culegător de sparanghel (asparagus picker) in Spain is your go-to.

Asmo: *blasting manele vechi (old manele).2006*

Asmo: Please love me!

MC: *already in wedding attire*

MC: Beel! Here, try this! Yeah yeah its completely fine!

MC: ...what do you mean it looks like Solomon's cooking?

MC: THIS IS PIFTIE AND YOU WILL LEARN TO APPRECIATE IT

MC: *dragging them all by the hand to therapy*

MC: Păi aşa-i hora pe la noi măi bade- (This is hora to us well my mans)

MC, talking to Lucifer: Măi omu lu dumnezeu îți fut una de nu te vezi (listen God's man I'll fuck you over that you'll not see again) if u lay a finger on my țuică again

MC: I don't care that you have daddy issues, this is MINE now thank you very much.

MC: Doamne cu ce ți-am greşit? (God, what have I done to you?)

MC: tanti Lilith, ia-mă cu tine gagicuțo milf ce ești (Miss Lilith, take me with you you milf girlfriend)

MC: Chiar și culesul de căpșuni din Spania era mai ok dacât (even strawberry picking in Spain is better than) Therapist Simulator hell edition

Diavolo: *exists*

MC: Vrei să-ți fiu a ta mireasă? (Do you want me to be your wife?)

Simeon: *exists*

MC: Vrei să-ți fiu Ileană Cosânzeană? ( Want me to be your fairy wife?)

Belphie: Every time I doze off they say this weird phrase...

MC: Dormeo(mattress company) ! Noapte bună! (good night!)

MC: What do you mean im not allowed to have a cross around my neck?

MC: My dead grandmother would kill me it's Sfântu Andrei for fucks sake

MC: The law is law we gotta put garlic and salt everywhere around the house

MC: This is what you get from taking my țuică away AGAIN

MC: I mean, at least i dont have to take the bacalaureat and face the woman-hating-Ion-Creangă-fucking-twink-looking-nightmare-inducing Eminescu so

MC: *drinks a Mona Spirt (rubbing alcohol) bottle in one go*

MC: that works wonders for me

#IM SLEEPY SO IM GOING TO SLEEP AT 7AM BYYYE #♡♡♡#romanian mc #romanian mc obey me #obey me #obey me swd #Diavolo e dilf nu ați auzit de la mine #romanian #romania

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June Contest Submission #4: Flash Point

Words: ca. 5,500 Setting: mAU Lemon: yes CW: swearing, alcohol consumption, mentions of hunting, weed, tobacco

Why was it so damn hot?

The Sun bore down with unusual cruelty, and the air was so heavy it felt damp against her skin, too thick to breathe, and if the dog at the other end of the leash she was holding’s panting was anything to go by, Anna was not alone in her feeling. They hadn’t even gone far, yet the Vizsla was pulling towards a shaded patch of grass and plopping down with a little whine.

“I’m not carrying you home, so you better hurry before it gets really hot,” she grumbled. On the other hand she couldn’t exactly blame him. She’d spent the last five years studying abroad, two years in Oslo and three at Uppsala University. The Scandinavian Summers were comparatively cool and mild when contrasted to the hot, humid Summers so typical of the Eastern part of the North American continent. Her dog was born in Europe, and at the ripe old age of 3, had quite literally never known such high temperatures.

“Tűz, fot!”

The dog lifted his head to look at her then let out a noise of complaint before he got up and very slowly made his way to a heel position, looking forlorn. She chuckled a little at how dramatic he was being and gave him a gentle pat.

“Duktig hund!“

A crown of dew formed around her temples and coated her shoulders and her neck. Given it was only 8:30 am, she dreaded to think what the rest of the day would be like. At least, she figured, her parents and the rest of her family likely wouldn’t want to leave the cool respite of the central AC.

She quickened her step at the prospect, hurrying back to the modest house her sister had began renting sometime after Anna had left for Europe. As much as she adored her parents, she’d been overjoyed when Elsa asked her to stay with her, and she’d been eager to make up for lost time. Of all the things she’d missed while studying, her older sister was what she’d missed most, leading her to question whether it was possible to be homesick for a person.

As she walked through the door, she found Elsa in the kitchen, frantically shoving a granola bar into her bag, along with a sandwich and some gatorade. Without looking up, she reached for her car keys and brushed passed Anna, only pausing briefly to kiss her forehead and mumble “good morning” which immediately drew a smile on Anna’s lips.

“Got everything?”

“Yeah I think I left most of Tűz’s stuff in the car.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

-x.x.x-

The drive to their parents place was a little over 20 minutes, but fortunately brought Elsa a little closer to the work errands she had ro run that day. Anna was a little bummed she wouldn’t be spending most of the day with her, but took comfort in the fact she’d come join them as soon as possible. Her eyes studied the edges of Elsa’s cheekbones, admiring her chiseled features, and the way the stray strands of blond escaping from her messy braid framed her face. Anna hoped that she had thought of applying sunscreen before leaving, though she somehow doubted it, given how hectic she’d been just before they’d left.

“Is it okay if I don’t take you all the way down?”

Pulled out of her reverie, it took her a moment to process the meaning of the question, until she remembered her older sister was referring to the downhill driveway that led to their parent’s house.

“Oh sure! I forgot how tricky it is to turn around and come back up from there.”

“How could you forget you very nearly wrecked the paint job on dad’s brand spanking new car?”

Anna cringed with embarrassment at the memory, but a reassuring ruffling of her hair cued her in on the affectionate nature of the teasing. The car stopped and Elsa turned to face her with a soft smile.

“I’ll try to be quick ok? I’ll text you as soon as I know when I can come meet you.”

“Okay, I’m pretty sure we aren’t going very far in this weather anyhow.”

The car’s thermometer indicated an outside temperature of 37°C at the moment and she had a sense the felt temperature would only get worse. She grimaced, until Elsa reached over to hug her. She twisted in her seat, reaching to embrace her, leaning in to give her a quick peck on the cheek, only to find they were both leaning in the same direction with the same idea. She readjusted, and so did Elsa, so they both course corrected once more, this time fully confident that she’d accomplish her task at hand. In their hurry to affectionately see each other off, the momentum they’d gained was too strong to brake, and somehow they both landed smack dab in the middle, their lips colliding in a soft peck.

Anna felt a little spark and let out a giggle, shared by Elsa who immediately looked up at the ceiling of her car, mortified, but unable to shake the wry smile of amusement.

“Nothing like a little accidental incest to get your day going huh?”

She shook her head and reached up to tuck a strand of hair back behind Elsa’s ear, shrugging nonchalantly, genuinely amused because what else could you do at such a ridiculous situation? An accidental kiss, with her older sister warranted laughs, and she was sure the rest of the family would find it hilarious when she’d tell them.

“It’s just like that Folgers commercial: the best part of wakin’ up, is incest in your cup.”

There was a glint of mischievous amusement in her eye, in spite of the sheepish grin, almost apologetic for what she had just said (rather than what she had done).

“Dear lord, Anna, just take your dog and go. At the very least this day can only improve as I’ve just hit rock bottom.”

Doing as she was told, she got out of the car, retrieving her dog from the back seat along with their belongings before she turned to Elsa, offering her a bright smile, the hint of a smirk still lingering in amusement.

“Bye, I love you, drive safely!”

“I love you too, see you later.”

She watched as the car pulled back up to the top of the hill, waiting for it to disappear, just long enough to feel the weight of the heat begin to crush her, Sun searing her skin with eager malice. Anna turned to look downwards, recognizing the solar panels on either side of the roof, and the glass roof of the integrated green house. It felt so familiar to her, and as she walked towards it, it gave her a sense of comfort even if it no longer really was home.

Subconsciously she reached up with her fingertips tracing her lower lip where the ghostly sensation of the peck crackled with electricity, forcing a little quirk of her mouth as the thought of it tickled her. How funny, she pondered, that she’d felt more from an accidental kiss with her sister than she’d had the last time she’d kissed someone. If that wasn’t the most obvious indicator of lack of chemistry, she didn’t know what was!

Knocking on the door she couldn’t wait to catch her parents up on this, tell them about the mishap, and couldn’t wait to see who amongst their relatives would have joined them for Anna’s welcoming home party.

However, when her mother opened the door and embraced her tight, prompting excited tail wags and jumping from her dog, and asking her how she was, Anna found herself unable to speak it, suddenly second-guessing whether Elsa would appreciate her telling them, and wondering if it would come across as weird after all, rather than strictly funny. She couldn’t shake the feeling, and wasn’t sure why.

A while later, the moment had passed with relentless overthinking on her part and even still as she drank coffee and ate croissants with her mother, father, her uncle and her cousin, the sensation of the spark lingered on her lips, leaving her flustered with butterflies at the thought of her older sister’s mouth.

That thought was soon cast aside however as her dog tried climbing into her lap which prompted her uncle to ask her about him.

“What kind of dog is that?”

Though the breed was becoming more prevalent in North America and increasingly popular with hunters it wasn’t quite as well spread in Canada as it was in the USA.

“Tűz is a Vizsla.”

“Gesundheit.”

She rolled her eyes, wanting to correct

“It’s a Hungarian Pointer breed. Pretty ancient, excellent and versatile gun dogs. I had him evaluated by a trainer in Sweden who said he was a natural bird dog. His name means ‘fire’, in Hungarian.”

Even as she was listing out her boy’s illustrious origins she figured it likely sounded just the slightest bit improbable to her uncle Frederic, given how said majestic hunter was currently curled up in her lap with his front paws on her shoulders.

“Huh. Y’know nothing beats a good Lab in my opinion but he sure is cute. He even looks like you, redhead and all!”

“Y’hear that? Uncle Fred thinks you’re cute! Don’t tell him you could outrun his lab in upland hunting any day.”

She turned to give her dog a little kiss on the cheek, but her mind immediately went back to the tingling she felt there, which seemed to amplify as she replayed the earlier moment with Elsa in her head, from start to finish. Her kopfkino was overshadowed with a much more pressing sense of dread however, when she heard her father’s warm voice cheerfully ask:

“Alright, who’s ready to rock and roll?”

-x.x.x-

Though Anna had been distinctly less than thrilled at the prospect of going back out into the the fiery pits of hell her hometown had become, she took some consolation in the fact they were headed to her favourite, fully air conditioned lake front eatery. To sweeten the deal, Tűz had been so charming and well behaved, the staff didn’t question his coming in, and he immediately laid down under the table as he had been taught to do.

The plan had been to eat first then head out to the beach for a swim. Of course no one had informed her prior so she hadn’t brought along a swimsuit, and she did her best to eat her lunch as slowly as possible. She’d failed to do the same with her drink though, the thirst was real and the long island iced tea was sweet. It had taken everything in her power not to text Elsa so as not to bother her (and avoid looking like the clingy younger sister she’d always worried she came across as).

Trying to ignore her phone as she shared anecdotes and tidbits of her time spent overseas, she almost missed the notification from her older sister.

Hey, I’m close to finishing up here. Where did you guys end up going?

Mid-sentence, Anna interrupted herself to focus on typing back a quick response.

We’re at The Captain’s Favourite, we’re almost done eating then we’re going swimming. Meet us at Faux Fjord Beach?

Awesome I’ll be there in about 15ish. Btw can you get me one of their Vodka Lemonade Slushies? Please and thank you! Can’t wait to get hammered on the beach and finally catch up with you ;* ( <- fully intentional, not accidental incest this time)

Anna blushed the slightest bit at the emoji, subconsciously biting her lip as it tingled again, and she giggled at the joke initially. At the very least, it was reassuring to know she hadn’t been the only one to think about their silly little incident this morning.

Omg I forgot this place did frozen cocktails, that’s an amazing fucking idea. Same tho, can’t wait! See you soon <3 (not sure that’s legal)

“So Anna, are you going to tell us about your boyfriend?”

Her eyes shot up from her phone to find her cousin Rapunzel with an eyebrow quirked and a knowing smirk, along with the rest of her family looking at her expectantly.

“My what?”

“Girlfriend? Whoever that was that just texted you! Clearly you’ve been holding out on us because dang girl, you’ve got it bad.”

Anna stifled the urge to grab her glass of water and toss it at her cousin’s face, force of habit from their youthful roughhousing days. The cycle of merciless teasing and correspondent indignation was just as part of being home as the rest.

“Chrissake no that was Elsa! I was laughing at one of her stupid jokes, she was asking where to meet us.”

Unimpressed green eyes looked at her with skepticism, unconvinced that Anna was telling the truth. Her first impulse was to show her the text exchange to prove it, but she then realized that the out of context inside joke would land with the current audience.

“C’mon, the girlish giggling? The lip biting? The blushing?”

Her ears felt hot and a flash of defensiveness flared up within her but she exerted just enough self-control not to throw herself into an argument about wrongful perception. Instead she pointedly ignored that line of questioning and relayed her older sister’s message to the rest of their family.

“She said she’d be here in 15 minutes, and I told her to meet us down by the beach.”

A familiar, warm, curious little head poked out from under the table, golden eyes round and hopeful.

“I said beach, not bitch.”

Laughter erupted around her and she let out a quiet sigh of relief under her breath, patting her dog softly as she leaned backwards sinking into the booth seat.

-x.x.x-

Anna was looking out at the water with a slightly forlorn expression, watching her dog swim out to her folks, then back to the shore on a loop of manic joy, wishing she could join them. Alas, with no bathing suit the best she could do was tie up her tank top, sitting in her daisy dukes under the sunshade, though she licked her wounds by sipping on the Bourbon Peach Lemonade Slushie she’d ordered.

When a pair of arms embraced her from behind, nonchalantly sliding over her shoulders she immediately perked up at the recognition of the familiar scent that accompanied them. Before she could say anything however, Elsa was kissing the side of her cheek (successfully this time), and her heart skipped a beat as she smiled in response.

“Hey, didn’t feel like swimming?”

Anna turned to look as her sister sat down beside her, scooting into the shade, though not before her eye had caught sight of the dew on her skin betraying the heat. It was a little nicer on the lake, a pleasant breeze kept it from feeling completely unbearable, but still it would have been so much better if she could’ve gone swimming.

“No one informed me either, remember? Didn’t bring my bathing suit.”

Reaching for Elsa’s drink which she managed to time almost perfectly before her arrival, she handed it over and took another sip from her own, her ears twitching slightly at the sound of the crushed ice compacting with the liquid.

“Thanks,” was the murmured acknowledgement.

“Guess that means you’re stuck drinking with me.”

Her sister reached up to ruffle her auburn hair affectionately and Anna raised her mason jar with a smug little smirk showing that she was already well under way.

“Way ahead of you, you’re gonna be playing catch up now.”

“Hm is that a challenge or a warning?”

Elsa’s tone sounded playful but her polarized aviator-style sunglasses hid the extent of her expression, making it somewhat unreadable. Anna shrugged, starting.

“Well if you aren’t a coward, it’s- ah!”

She shrieked as she felt sharp, cutting cold against her bared shoulder. Glancing over, she saw that Elsa had pressed her still perfectly icy lemonade against her skin, amusement curling her mouth as she took her first gulp through the bendy straw. Anna’s resent at the sudden cold melted like… well, snow in the sun as she noted the genuine mirth in her sister’s mischievous gesture and the way her perfect, bow-shaped lips wrapped around the straw.

“Don’t get cocky, getting hammered was my idea remember? I’m gonna see it through.”

Anna had scoffed but been unable to respond anything right away, instead distracted by the way the unruly strands of platinum that pried themselves loose from Elsa’s braid either floated softly, or stuck to the gentle sheen of her neck. Unable to resist the urge to try and tuck them back at times, it earned her an easy, quick smile whenever she did.

They’d remained mostly in comfortable silence, Anna stealing glances at Elsa’s exquisite face, trying to guess her expression behind the glasses she wore, studying how much she had changed, and it what was she was still identical to the way she remembered her. She wondered if her older sister was in any way aware of the stunning beauty she was.

If they spoke, it was with a mixture of familiarity and uncertainty, like they were both re-learning to speak each other’s language without having ever really left one another. In truth, even before she’d gone to study abroad, It hadn’t always been easy for Anna to read her older sister, penetrate through the wall of ice she guarded herself with. And yet, she had never felt like she was being treated with anything besides love and tenderness. She relished in the small touches, the tactile displays of adoration she had missed so dearly from her and marvelled at how ravishing and confident she managed to look with such a simple and laidback style. The ripped jeans, beater-boy tank top and the shades were achingly cool and suited her all too well.

She knew their parents were overly proud of her for getting a fancy degree overseas, and that they generally avoided discussing Elsa’s lack of direction in life. It didn’t matter one bit to Anna, she would always look up to and admire her older sister, maybe even more so because in spite of her struggles she’d managed to gain her independence.

A brush of the hand against her shoulder, a gentle stroke in the nook of her palm. Fingertips brushing her hair out into her back. Fuck, while she hadn’t been isolated the whole time she was away and had her share of memorable trysts, this kind of intimacy sent pleasant tingles down her spine, and she only just realized now how much she’d missed it. It made her own fingers twitch with the need to touch, to stroke, to hold but she kept her foot on the pedal, once again afraid of coming across as clingy.

When they had found the bottoms of their drinks, likely far too quickly for the amount of alcohol that were mixed in, Anna was resting her head on her older sister’s shoulder. Elsa had turned around to rummage through her bag, before handing Anna a bottle of spray-on sunscreen.

“Really? I’d like to remind you I tan m-more easily than you…”

Elsa laughed at that point and shook her head, reaching for Anna’s free hand with her own and giving it an affectionate little squeeze.

“That’s the point, I want you to put some on my back, you know I’m old and crunchy and cannot reach for shit.”

She snatched it out of her sister’s hand and scoffed.

“Firstly, shut up, you’re not old, you have a good two years of immortality left ahead of you.”

Popping off the lid she shook the bottle as per the instructions on the label before. It felt slippery with her palms so sweaty, matching the rest of her body’s glow. While the drink had been refreshing on the way down, she regretted the way the alcohol made her skin flush and feel hot at this point.

“Secondly, lie down, don’t make this harder than it has to be.”

“Overheard in the town of Arundel. Out of context sisters.”

She felt like an idiot for laughing, but she couldn’t help that Elsa got her sense of humour so well and threw zinger after zinger about this since that very morning. Anna then waited for her to lay down on her stomach over the giant beach towel that had served as a makeshift picnic blanket.

Her heart felt suddenly a little more forceful as it beat faster in her chest when she looked down at the exposed shoulder blades and lower back revealed by the hiked up shirt. Her mouth felt strangely dry and she didn’t for a second question the notion of finding Elsa genuinely gorgeous as she began to spray the solar protection onto the pale, fair, just barely freckled skin.

Not wanting to hurt or surprise her, she very gingerly began rubbing to spread it more evenly. It soon became clear however that from this angle she wouldn’t be able to get the coverage the lotion needed in order to be effective. She swallowed quickly and subconsciously wet her lower lip with her tongue. Her head started racing as thoughts swirled in her head and she felt almost feverish. She knew she’d be better off straddling Elsa to apply the lotion properly, and she knew it was no big deal, yet still felt she should ask before doing so. On the other hand, asking might make it weird, and while they were enjoying their running gag from earlier this morning, this was a whole new level.

God. Was she really overthinking helping her sister to put on protective sun lotion? This was fucking ridiculous.

Buck up, or shut up.

Finally getting over herself, she swung her leg up, straddling Elsa’s thighs, trying to watch for any signs of discomfort as she went to work.

“Mh, do you mind pressing a little harder against my lower back? Cause that feels really nice.”

Elsa’s skin was already damp, but somehow mixing it with the sunscreen made it feel silky, rather than sticky to the touch and Anna obliged, hoping she wouldn’t lose track of where she’d already rubbed, or that the sweat beading at her own crown wouldn’t start dripping down on her sister because the thoughts and implications there were maybe a little bit much, even for her. Yet the more she spread out her touch, the more she thought about their earlier text exchange, suddenly fixating on the parenthesis and the emoji, and the accidental kiss and… truly the unbearably hot weather was getting to her head and she’d have half a brain cell to be convinced she had a fever.

“Leave some for yourself, in spite of what you think you still need to protect yourself too. I’ll even return the favour.”

Anna gulped, almost audibly.

Miles away clouds gathered hanging heavy and jealously holding the crushing humidity hostage, unbeknownst to them which in turn only cranked up the heat Anna was struggling with being subjected to. It created a restless tension within her, an unconscious anticipation.

-x.x.x-

The rest of the afternoon and evening Anna had been torn between the trepidation of going back to Elsa’s (their) place, and the secure comfort of her parents home. She’d avoided her cousin’s exacting questions about her European paramours and at dinner had been unable to focus on conversation as she’d felt Elsa’s occasional touch. The brush of her ankle against her leg, the innocent stroke of her hand on her side when she’d reach over for something on the table.

She’d told herself she was just exhausted from the heat and stimulation and simply wanted to get back to an environment where she could decompress.

And while it was true a huge part of her stress was lifted the moment they’d arrived back at Elsa’s (their) place, the excitement of being alone together crackled with an unfamiliar weight in the air. Tűz had gone immediately to plop down in the love seat closest to the AC unit and almost instantly had began to snore.

Elsa had dropped her keys on the kitchen counter, grabbing a pair of beers from the fridge, handing one to Anna before she’d walked towards the kitchen door leading to the patio.

“I packed a bowl this morning if you want. Just gonna have a quick smoke.”

Anna had nodded and gone to sit down on the couch, feeling weirdly tense, shaking a little as she’d reached for the glass pipe on the coffee table and the lighter next to it. She put a flame to it, igniting the smoke and breathing it in deeply, hoping it would help ease the knot in her stomach. The entire day had passed and yet, whenever she thought of the accidental kiss they’d shared this morning, the spark still felt vivid, like the simple thought was enough to reignite the sensation. She couldn’t remember sharing an intentional, yet alone an accidental kiss with anyone else that left the same imprint. She wanted to ask Elsa if it was the same for her, if the element of surprise was simply being mistaken by her mind and body for excitement.

After all, this was her sister. It couldn’t possibly mean anything else. The idea of it being anything more was preposterous and inconceivable. Right?

But when Elsa returned with the smell of tobacco mingling into her natural scent, and the woody notes of her perfume, mixed into a sweet, soothing and… attractive blend, Anna could only move towards her as she sat on the couch and looked up at her, a sleepy smile hiding the slight trembling in the rest of her body.

When she felt two hands cradle the sides of her face, her whole body went tense. Elsa’s icy gaze burned down into her eye and Anna’s breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding so hard she could feel it at the edge of her lips. She dared not twitch a muscle as the moment lingered and Elsa’s thumbs stroked her cheekbones with a heartbreaking gentleness.

A strike of lightning flashed outside, quickly succeeded by a crack of thunder.

Anna’s eyes closed as she felt soft, pink, perfect lips against her own, and her mouth parted invitingly on instinct as she leaned forward. The fever, the restlessness, the mania that had built up throughout the day exploded as torrential rains beat down against the window pain, and Anna pressed her upper body into Elsa, her hands finding the edges of her tank top, savouring the taste of her, especially as she suckled at the tip of her tongue.

Quiet gasps and sharp, shallow moans floated between them, and she hungrily kissed her back, nails scratching at the now exposed skin of her sacral area. She hooked her fingertips in the fabric of her shirt pushing it up with an urgency that was perhaps borne out of the clamour of the formidable display from the heavens outside. Though she’d have been lying to herself if she’d said it wasn’t also spurred on by the clenching she’d felt in her own lower belly any time she’d thought of her sister’s mouth against hers that day.

She broke the kiss, though not before she’d given Elsa a little nip of the teeth to her lower lip, and only long enough to hurriedly discard both of their shirts, giving her a coy, heavily lidded glance as she noticed her older sister’s gaze on her now exposed, freckled breasts and pert nipples. She’d not been wearing a bra because, well, it had been too hot, and she could in fact get away with it.

Confidently, Anna reached for the nape of Elsa’s neck giving it a littler squeeze to bring her back to herself immediately sliding her tongue between her lips. Her other hand caressed her side, the expanse of her stomach then travelling to the fabric of her bra. Meanwhile she produced little mewls of pleasure as she felt her sister’s hands cup her breasts hungrily and she shifted her position without missing a beat, pulling her down with her as she laid back on the couch, legs falling open, needing to feel the weight of her ribcage between her thighs.

The hand she’d held the back of Elsa’s neck with began flirting with the damp, soft skin and toying with the stray platinum coloured baby hairs. She felt Elsa shudder above her and felt her hand wrap around her wrist, pinning it above her head, which elicited a moan from Anna. Her hips rolled upwards and she felt instant frustration from the denim creating an unwelcome barrier between them and she wished it gone.

Her wish was apparently Elsa’s telepathic command.

Before she knew it they were squirming out of their respective skin tight denims with the clumsiness only eager urgency could bring. Her heart was thrumming to the relentless and unforgiving rhythm of the raging elements, and as her fingertips brushed against Elsa’s pulse, she knew hers was beating in time with them too. Chills went down her back at the thought of it and she left the harbour of her sister’s mouth to find that same point to the side of Elsa’s throat, kissing and nipping at it, causing their hips to connect frantically. One of her hands was still pinned above her head and her eyes burned with tantric desire as she looked up at Elsa, features magnified and deified each time the lightning flashed out of the living room window.

Anna let out a whine as she felt Elsa’s free hand slide between their two bodies, slick with sweat now and she knew she was blushing when she felt just how wet she was once her sister’s finger parted her folds, the heel of her palm teasing against the engorged bundle of nerves at the apex of her sex. Her hips bucked upwards with need, both in shock of the sensation and in desperation for more.

Eyes flew shut as Elsa now pressed her own hips against her hand, creating a firm inescapable pressure against Anna’s bud, and her finger pumping deep inside of her.

“Fuck!”

It was not so much exclaimed as it had been hissed as Anna’s entire body rocked into Elsa, fingertips now tugging more firmly at the blonde roots she’d been gripping, as if clearly communicating she wanted her right there, and no further, desperate to feel her as close as possible, feel their nipples brushing against one another, bodies ravenously hungry for each other.

They found a rhythm though it started off hot, frantic and messy and they found themselves pressed forehead against forehead, mouths slightly agape in the beatitude of sin, and the unbridled lusts of their animalistic pursuit. Thrust upon thrust, roll upon roll of the hips, caused electricity to spark and course through the burning of her lower stomach, tensing and clenching as she felt herself flutter against the welcomed intrusion of Elsa’s touch. Her nervous system pulsated it seemed with the same electricity that ravaged the outside world, protecting rather than threatening their unspeakable passions.

“Elsa,” she breathed almost pleadingly as she felt a storm building inside of her, one to rival the majesty of the the fierce Summer storm rattling the windows with a reckless force.

“Anna,” was the sultry, husky reply. And not that she had any way of knowing this prior to that particular moment, but she could tell that Elsa was on the edge, just as close as she was, possibly closer. Her thighs squeezed harder around her sister’s hips, ankles locking together to keep her even closer than what was thought possible until that point.

She could feel it tugging at her loins almost painfully now and she dug her nails into her own palm, the sting and bite of the pain cracking her closer.

They cried out in unison as their climaxes crested in synchronicity, but the sounds were drowned out by an emphatic strike of thunder, so loud they could’ve sworn the house shook were it not that their own bodies were sent into a shaking mess of trembling frenzy. Overwhelmed and needing to channel it somehow as lightning and fireworks exploded in her mind’s eye their lips met into another electric, full mouthed kiss.

Waves of pleasure crashed over them, unrelenting until they could take it no more, the tension evaporating as they fell limp, heart to heart breathing tickling each other’s ears, the sensation of which enough to titillate them into wanting to continue.

Exhausted, Anna buried her face in the nook of Elsa’s neck, breathing in her sent deeply. Though driven by post-coital bliss, at the back of her mind a dark cloud gathered, fear attempted to bubble up, trying to ruin the glow. She nuzzled Elsa softly, kissing the sweat covered skin, humming gently at the taste as she deliberately avoided thinking about the mess they had made.

They had a lifetime ahead of them for her to process the guilt and the shame. Or unpack the fact she did not feel any regret in the immediate aftermath of the unspeakable.

My God, what had they done?

#elsanna #submission #June 2021 contest #prompt: storm #lemon #cw: alcohol use #cw: substance abuse

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The Coolest Lion in Daikanyama

“Huuuuuhhhh, I’ll never get through all this paperwork at this rate, aaaahhhh”, Arsalan rolled over onto his side on his desk in exhaustion as he had been hours at work filling out paperwork for the abbey as per requested by Maria. “There has to be something to do other than this” he whined, no sooner than he had spoken, an angel came by his desk with another stack of paperwork causing Arsalan to bury his face into his arms in defeat. “I wish a certain cub would come by, I bet they could make this mundane work more exciting.” he said to himself, his face still planted in his arms. A sudden loud noise made him lift his head back up to see its source, “Come on Maria!”, “No Gabriel, you have responsibilities to attend to here, you can’t go to the party.”. It was Gabriel and Maria with Gabriel trailing behind Maria clinging to her clothes in a pleading fashion “But I got to put on a hit performance at such a party, even MC is going to be there!” Gabriel cried, this caused Arsalan’s ears to perk up at the mention of your name and a party, “What’s this about a party Maria?” the lion asked. “Shinjuku Academy is hosting a large party to celebrate their recent academic success schoolwide” replied Maria, “Yeah and the one thing that a party needs is a show and you know what's even better? A duet collab, it’s just what the people are waiting for!” Gabriel exclaimed indicating she wanted you to perform with her. “Again Gabriel, you have responsibilities to take care of on top of the fact you nearly gave them a heart attack last time you decided to randomly pull them on stage” said Maria, quickly cutting down Gabriel’s hope of performing, “Plus I believe that the party is only for Shinjuku students” she added. Gabriel continued to cling to Maria as she walked off, still whining about attending the party, leaving Arsalan to himself. He soon begin to think to himself about the party, staring at the stacks of paperwork on his desk, feeling more exhausted as he thought about the hours he would spend filling them out, “I’m sure that one break couldn’t hurt, it’ll boost my moral and I’ll be able to finish this paperwork in no time, plus I bet my young cub could use some company at such a rowdy event.” he thought to himself, stroking his chin as a smile came to his face.

It was the night of the party and you meet up with the rest of the summoners before heading down to the main reception “Ooooh I can’t wait to hit the buffet line, I heard Choji prepared all kinds of delicious stuff for the party!” Ryota said as he bounced along, “Hold your horses there bud, you may have to compete with Behemoth on that one” Kengo remarked. “Don’t take me lightly Kengo! All is fair in food and war and I don’t intend to lose, not even to Behemoth!”, Ryota said, “Woah where'd all this seriousness come from?!” Kengo replied. “Isn’t it all is fair in love and war?” Shiro quipped looking puzzled at Ryota’s earlier statement, “Same thing” Ryota replied which made you laugh, “looks like no ones changed” you remark. “Remember we are here to enjoy ourselves, my friends not to fight.” Moritaka said, “There will be plenty of food and games to enjoy for everyone, speaking of which I think I may enjoy myself in a game of frisbee toss while we’re there.” he added his tail wagging at the thought of frisbee. After you arrive at the party some of your friends break off to go enjoy different parts of the party while you go with Ryota to enjoy the buffet table, sampling the delicious array of food that is present until a sudden noise from the crowd in the distance catches your attention. You and Ryota move in to find out what the noise was about, running into Kengo in the process and asking what the was causing the commotion but Kengo simply stared forward with his mouth agape before answering “Uh, who is that?”. You turn in the direction he motions to and your jaw quickly hits the floor at the sight of a large lion transient wearing shades, white high top sneakers, shorts, an unzipped leather hoodie with the sleeves ripped off and a white t-shirt with the words “Lion Pride” written on it. “Hey yo cubs! The coolest lion in Dai- Shinjuku has arrived!” Arsalan roared as he pumped his fist into the air, “That Kengo, is a cry for attention” you sigh. Perhaps you spoke too loud as Arsalan quickly turns to your direction before his face lights up and he runs over to you picking you up off the ground into a massive hug, “greetings young cu- I mean, how’s my main cub!” he shouts, earning you more than a few stares. By the time Arsalan puts you down your face is beet red and you grab Arsalan’s paw to lead him to a less crowded area where you can talk to him, “What are you doing here?”, “What, I’m just here to enjoy the party and see my favorite cub.” he responds. You cross your arms and raise an eyebrow at him to which he breaks his facade ,”Awwww come now, don’t look at me with that face, you know I don’t do well with paperwork.” he whines, you give him a quick boop on the nose before reminding him he can’t just ditch his responsibilities. “This will be a one time instance, besides Maria will have my tail if I return now”, You give a defeated sigh and uncross your arms, “Fine, just try to blend in ok?”, you ask, “Gotcha” he replies, flashing you a smile and a pair of finger guns, “Huuh, ok, also what’s with the outfit?”, “Hmm, I thought this is what the youth of this world normally wear is it not?” he replies. Looking him up and down you chuckle before heading back to the party, you spend most of the party hanging around Arsalan, partially to keep him company and part to watch over him. You and Arsalan play mostly sports games and mingle with the crowd, meeting up with several of your friends and students from your class, with Arsalan “trying” to keep inconspicuous. HIs methods are however, drawing more attention to the two of you, “Hey yo! Nice to meet ya, how’s it hangin”, he would shout or he would shout into crowds, “Come on cubs raise your hands in the air!” and while it definitely got you some puzzled looks you couldn’t help but enjoy his enthusiasm. This continued for a while so you decided to take a break and grab a drink, but as you do a pair of students from another class come up to you with smug grins on their face. “You always tend to attract the freak show don’t you” one of them said, the other behind him chuckling, you give them a glare “What’s it to you what my friends are like” you retort. “Oh it's nothing it just makes sense that someone as weird as your friend would be following you around considering just how weird you are yourself.”, “What’s that supposed to mean?” you reply, now getting tired of the pair's attitude. “Oh come on, you may be the big talk around school but don’t think I haven’t seen the way you really are, crying to yourself, freaking out for no reason, hanging around a bunch of weird transients all the time, you're just like your friend, nothing but hot air.” he says, “I-” you begin but hang your head down at the realization that someone was calling you out on your problems. The pair laugh at your defeat and turn around to leave but are stopped as the first one collides into a large figure that had been listening in on the conversation. “Would you care to repeat yourselves little cubs?” Arsalan says, his face contorted in anger, “Who are you to judge others, especially MC. They have done nothing but devote themselves to others in need, which is why I and many others follow them. They have done more for this Arsalan and many others throughout Tokyo than you two could ever hope to as you are!”. They pairs grinning faces quickly turned to scowls “Why don’t you mind your own business you old poser geezer.” The first one says as they both unseath their sacred artifacts, Arsalan grins through his serious face as he pulls out his own sacred artifact, plunging it into the ground causing oil to spew up.

Back at the abbey, Maria had just received a phone call from the police that an incident had occurred at Shinjuku Academy involving one of their guild members. Upon arriving with Zabaniyya they are shocked to find Arsalan cuffed hand and foot, his head hung low, learning later he had been apprehended after he knocked two of the students unconscious. He was later released to the two after multiple witnesses testified that the students had instigated the fight but was still warned about starting fights especially considering the amount of oil everywhere after the fight. “I can’t believe you snuck out to go to a party Arsalan, you need to be setting an example!” Maria cried, “I know Maria, I deeply apologize for my actions and accept my punishment.”. Maria continued to huff for a minute before she left to talk with the police again about the incident and to apologize to staff, so you decided now would be your chance to talk to the lion. “H-hey thanks for standing up for me back there” you start, the lion perking up at the sight of you, “It was the least this Arsalan could do for you considering all you have done for me.”. You motion for him to lean down to your level to which you plant a quick kiss on his cheek, causing his face to blush deeply as he places his paw on his face where your lips had just been. “You know if you're getting bored at the abbey I could always drop by more often to hang out.” you say, the lion giving a wide smile before replying “Thank you my precious cub, I will be excitedly awaiting your arrival -Owowowow!”, Maria had returned and began to drag Arsalan away by his ear. As he was dragged away he waved at you still smiling wide. Zabaniyya approached you to express his thanks for watching over Arsalan before he leaned down to whisper to you, “I thank you for giving lord Arsalan the quality of time, he truly misses you back at the abbey and enjoys your company,... as do I, we both await your company”. You give Zabaniyya a smile before you decide to tease him a bit “maybe next time we can take you out with us.”, Zabaniyya begins to get flustered for a minute before he settles down to respond “Perhaps we could try something simple, I do not believe I am ready for such an occasion, and if I may request that I not be forced to wear such an attire, please?”.

#Housamo #Arsalan #Give the lion dad some company #We're taking Zabaniyya with us next time

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