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scribblesandsherlock · 6 months

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Once Upon a Time

Mike Schmidt x babysitter!f!reader

Word Count: 1864

Summary: Like all other imagines go, ever since Mike hired you as Abby’s babysitter, you’ve made their life so much more fun. Today’s fun? Playing fairy tales with Abby. Mike thinks it’s hilarious until he’s suddenly brought into production…

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There was a satisfying ‘click’ when Mike turned the key. With one little shove, the door was open and he could breathe again. Another rough shift at work, but he was so grateful to be home. Where he could relax and just unwind…

And then he heard giggling. And he had the sinking feeling this was not going to be an “unwind” kind of day. What kind of mischief was Abby getting into now? Although, he much preferred hearing her laughter over the silence he used to get. Ever since he hired that new babysitter, Abby’s brightened up a lot. So, despite the drowsy drooping over his shoulders, he smiled as he shut the door behind him.

“Hey, I’m home!” He called out.

“We’re in here!” Your voice replied, making his smile twitch just a bit wider without him meaning to. You were such a saint. After what happened with the last babysitter, he thought he wouldn’t find another half as good, but you surpassed any and all expectation. Once he got the ball rolling better with work, he’d pay you. Soon.

“What on earth…” Mike’s voice trailed off when he saw what was going on in Abby’s room.

Lights were strung about, a great big fort connected to the ceiling and strung down like a canopy. With the use of cardboard, paper, and markers, the fort was surrounded by fake towers and what he assumed was a moat. And under the strung-up blankets were two familiar faces with paper crowns.

“We’re playing fairy tales,” You quickly explained, feeling the urge to take off the crown. You hadn’t felt self-conscious when it was just you and Abby, but when a cute guy looks at you? That’s a whole different thing. The embarrassment only worsened when you saw him stifle a laugh. Crap, what could he be thinking right now?

If only you knew that he thought you both made the cutest sight he'd ever seen.

"If we're going to do Snow White, we need an apple." Abby turned to you, refusing to let Mike ruin your fun together. She was not done playing. In fact, seeing the two of you looking at each other gave her a little idea...

"I'll go get the apple." You stepped over the cardboard towers and paper moat to head to the kitchen, "I'll be in the kitchen."

"Right behind ya," Mike added as he shrugged off his jacket.

You quickly took the crown off and set it down before going to the counter. You rummaged through the bowl of fruit, going past bananas and pears to find what you wanted.

Mike pulled out a Gatorade from the fridge, "Heh, thanks again for this. You have no idea what a difference you've made to Abby."

"Oh it's nothing. She's a lot of fun." You reassured him.

"I promise I'll pay you as soon as my check comes in, this isn't going to be the usual. You know, if, uh, you still want to continue this. I get it if you don't. You're not obligated to keep coming..." He was rambling now. He hadn't gotten like this since high school. Sheesh, what was going on with him? He reached up and adjusted his shirt's collar. It was getting warm in here all of a sudden.

"Mike, stop. You're completely fine. I'm happy to be here. After all, what are neighbors for?"

He shrugged. He'd just gotten so used to you being here, so quick. You fit right in. Looking back on it, the house used to feel so empty. Abby used to go to her room and just draw by herself. Mike would go to bed early or watch a couple shows on TV. Now, there was so much light and laughter brought in. He barely recognized his life anymore. He really hoped this was a sign for better days.

"Ah! Here we are, a classic red apple. I better not keep the princess waiting." You teased and started heading back to Abby's room, with a little skip in your step. But to your surprise, upon entering in, you saw Abby wearing her darkest purple blanket over her head like a cloak.

"I don't remember Snow wearing anything that dark."

"I'm not going to be Snow, you are." Abby told you and hurried to take the apple from you, "I got to be the princess the last two times. It's your turn."

You hadn't realized you were taking turns but okay.

"Where is your crown?" Abby squinted at you and made a face, "Mikeee! (Y/n) needs her crownnn!"

"Where is it?" He hollered from the other room.

"I left it on the counter!" You rose your voice, trying not to laugh. What has your life become? You felt like a Mom or something. And hey, you kind of liked it. Even though this wasn't your blood family or anything, you'd gotten real close with Mike and Abby. You just felt so comfortable with them.

Mike came back and briefly held up the crown, "Alright, where's the princess?"

Your face reddened and you sheepishly held up your hand, "Here."

He nodded and strolled over, briefly standing on his tip-toes to set it dramatically over your head, earning giggles from his sister. But just before he went to leave, Abby grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Don't go yet, I want you to watch!"

"Watch?" You echoed and your heart dropped to your stomach. Yeah, you were doing this for the kid, but you felt so shy playing pretend in front of Mike.

"Oh, alright, I'd be happy to watch." To your horror, Mike plopped down into the chair by Abby's desk and folded his arms. A big smile on his face.

Your eye twitched at the cocky little gesture. Oh, he was loving this, wasn't he? You didn't know if that was better or worse. But you tried to put it out of your mind when Abby got into character. She came up in her makeshift cloak,

"The evil witch approaches and knocks on Snow White's door..." Abby narrated before knocking on one of the blankets, pretending there was a thudding sound.

You stepped inside the fort then immediately poked your head out, forcing your gaze on Abby instead of Mike's amused face in the corner, "Hello?"

"Hello, young lady..." Abby ironically croaked, despite being many years younger than you, "I am giving out free apples. Would you like one?"

You heard muffled laughter again. Well, you weren't going to let him get to you. If he was going to pay you someday, you were going to earn every penny. He wanted a performance? Alright, here we go.

"Oh, how lovely! Of course!" You reached for it and held it to your mouth before taking a big bite.

"Muahaha! My plan is all coming together!" Abby rubbed her hands together and burst into a fit of mischievous giggles—that sounded a little too convincing for half a second.

"Oh no! I feel strange!" You held a hand to your head then spun around before making a dramatic 'fall' back onto the floor, bending your knees at the right second so the impact wouldn't be so bad. Besides, there were so many scattered pillows around, it wasn't harsh at all.

"Oh, bravo! Great job." Mike chuckled and clapped before starting to get up from his seat.

"Hey! The story isn't over!" Abby pointed a finger at him, "This part is important! I need your help!"

"Wait, what?"

"Snow White needs a handsome prince to wake her up." Abby explained and took off the cloak. She reached to the side for the crown she had made for herself, and handed it to Mike, "Your turn."

You had been pretending to be asleep but now your eyes were wide open. You started to sit up, "Oh, Abby, that's not necessary--"

Ohh it suddenly wasn’t so funny anymore. Was it, Mike? “Yeah, I'm really not an actor. You guys have fun, I'll just prepare dinner..."

But Abby wasn’t having it. She pointed to you first, “No! You! Lay back down! And you! Prince!”

Mike blinked down at his sister, but…apparently he didn’t have the strength to turn her down. He sighed and put the crown on his head. You honestly couldn’t believe it.

You slowly lowered back to the ground and closed your eyes. Not like you weren’t kind of hoping for a kiss from Mike one of these days, but you couldn’t say this is the way you expected to have your first one.

It certainly wasn’t the way Mike planned it, either. He had expected he’d finally get up the courage to ask you on a date. After he’d gotten around to paying you and proved he was in a better situation. But as soon as Abby found out of his crush on you, she had to push this to go a little quicker. He just had to hope he didn’t die of embarrassment in the process.

Abby took off her cloak and let out a gasp, “Oh no! My friend, Snow White is hurt! Help! Help! Prince Charming, come help!”

Mike sighed and walked over, “What’s wrong?”

“The princess has been poisoned! She needs true love’s kiss to wake her up!” Abby held her hands together and looked up at him with expectation.

“Abby, you really don’t expect me to—“ But the look she gave him told him she was serious. Was this really happening? Why didn’t he have the courage to tell her no?

He got down on his knees and looked over your features. He couldn’t tell but you were just as panicked about this. Your heart was pounding like crazy. What was he going to do? Maybe he’d kiss your forehead or your cheek. Something light just to say he did it. But no. When Mike lowered himself near to you, you were surprised by the touch of his lips. The soft scratch of his stubble. His breath was warm on your skin and made your heart flutter. This wasn’t the way you both had planned it, but it was a beautiful first kiss together.

Of course you both didn’t go crazy, Abby was right there, but it was a lingering kiss. Soft and sweet. Mike was surprisingly gentle. But just before you both could get used to it…

“Yay! The princess is saved!” Abby threw up her hands and giggled.

You both broke apart and nervously chuckled at the same time. You decided to speak first before it got awkward.

“Thank you so much for saving me!”

“Of course.” Mike dutifully bowed his head like a prince would, briefly licking his lips.

“Now the prince carries Snow White off into happily ever after!” Abby beamed.

“Heh, alright. Right this way, princess.” Mike gently scooped you up into his arms and rose to his feet with no issue. Wow, he was strong…

“Off to happily ever after?” You giggled and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Off to the spaghetti and meatballs I’m making for dinner.” He replied.

You held a hand to your chest and laughed heartily, “Oh, my hero!”

The end.

#mike schmidt fnaf #mike schmidt fanfiction #mike schmidt #josh hutcherson #fnaf fanfiction #mike schmidt imagine #Mike schmidt one-shot #mike and Abby Schmidt #mike schmidt fluff #Mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt x y/n

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serenefify · 2 months

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Synopsis: Years had passed since you successfully nullified all contracts and left Hell behind. Now, living a decent of a normal life once more, you found yourself returning to your cozy abode after another long day of work.

{{What in 'hell' is bad?}} Pair: Kings/You

{{Potential}} Trigger Warning: Religious/Biblical reference, Vague mention of obsession/possessiveness, OOC

🎗️Author's note: Sorry for the lack of post lately.

Entering your room, you carelessly tossed your belongings to the side before slumping down onto your bed. With a heavy sigh, you felt an exhaustion wash over you as your eyelids growing heavy with fatigue. Just as you were about to succumb to sleep, a strange scent tickled your nostrils, jolting you awake.

Your gaze landed on a card—no, a letter, sitting on your table but, who could it be from?

Would you dare to read it?

Satan:

A crimson card, adorned with a delicate white ribbon wrapped around it, secured by small horn-shaped stickers attached to the front. It wasn't overly extravagant, yet it certainly wasn't ordinary either; it sit somewhere in between. Nestled beside the card was a photo.

Hey [[Name]],

So, I figured I'd drop you a letter. Not sure what I'm gonna ramble about, but hey, why not, right?

Anyway, let's cut the crap. Since your bailed on Hell, things have been kinda messy around here. Not like "oh no, angels are attacking us again" messy, but more like... weird, you know?

I swung by Avisos the other day, and on the surface, everything seemed chill. People still living it up, having a blast. But there's this underlying gloominess, you know? Like something's off. Haven't heard anything from their kings, either. Same deal with Tartaros. Usually, those devils are all about flaunting their stuff, strutting around Gehenna like they own the place. But lately, they've been keeping to themselves, especially Mammon. That bastard practically isolated himself these days.

And speaking of isolation, that wet blanket is even more distant than usual. Him and his people are getting pretty hostile towards outsiders. Rumor has it they've even closed off their gate to visitors. Paradise Lost is living up to its name, with Lucifer being more of a hardass than ever. Heard him muttering under his breath a lot, the past meeting with him..

Anyway, not much else to report. I don't exactly have a habit of letter-writing, y'know?

So, how's life treating you up there on Earth? I know your time in Hell wasn't exactly a walk in the park, but I hope you're finding something to kill your time. If not with us, then at least enjoy the grub and swag they're hooking you up with.

Alright, that's all I got. Hope you haven't chucked this letter in the trash yet.

Catch you later,

Satan

Mammon:

A golden card, lavishly adorned with shimmering ornaments adorning its edges. Crafted from crisp, molten gold-hued paper. A delicate ribbon, flush with golden dust, cascades from its side, leaving a trail of particles with each brush against your skin. Nestled beside the card lies an open box of jewels.

My Esteemed Master,

Since your departure from Hell, I have found myself rather... what is the word I am searching for? Ah, yes, lonely. These past days, or perhaps decades. It almost felt like mere moments since you left for the human world.

I pen this letter because I find myself truly missing your presence, Master. Though you made your intentions clear from the start, and I fully understood them, your absence has left a void within me. Is the wealth not sufficient? Does the structure of my domain not meet your expectations? Or perhaps I have failed to fully satisfy you? At times, a thought plagued at the back of my mind—to carve your name into my flesh, to signify that I'm truly yours.

But- Forgive me for indulging in such thoughts, Master. I fear I may have become too forward. I simply cannot help but express the depth of my longing for you.

The time you spent here in Tartaros, though brief, was among the most enjoyable moments of my existence. I must confess, I have never felt such attachment to another being. Not even Solomon grow such sentiments from me. There is something about you that captivates me unlike any other. I vividly recall your first arrival in Tartaros; it was then that I knew you were a being worthy of becoming the master of the Monarch of Tartaros.

My apologies for my ramblings, Master. I found myself yearning to write more, but I restrained myself, knowing your preference for brevity. Nevertheless, I implore you to consider my words and understand that you are sorely missed here in Tartaros.

Yours faithfully,

Mammon

#🎗️.admin writing #what in “hell” is bad?#whb x reader

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lazypanartist · 2 years

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Okay I just read the Rottmnt self shipping thing and holy shit I need a continuation plz

Only if it’s okay with you though!

Self-Shipping

Turtle Teens x Reader

Notes: A continuation of “Pre-Relationship Self-Shipping”!, Kinda comes back where the 1st left off, so you should probably read it first

I’ve gotten so much positive feedback already; it really means a ton to me ^-^

Warnings-ish: a little bit of angst in Raph's part (reader gets overwhelmed n cries),

Word Count: 1500

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Raph:

You’re sweating bullets

Meanwhile Raph is still going through the folder on your phone

You watch his brow crease, squint deepening

“..A lotta these say comfort.. Are you okay?”

At this, you just kinda..

Stop functioning

Give a very unconvincing “I’m fine, Raph” as you try reaching for your phone again

Big Bro Raph isn’t having any of it

Tugs you back into him, arm wrapping around your waist to keep you anchored to his chest

It’s almost like magic, the way you relax into him

He starts petting your head and you MELT

“So.. wanna tell me what all this is about?”

He waves the phone slightly

You freeze momentarily

But figure it isn’t something worth fighting him over

And just start mumbling your insecurities into his plastron

You think you might’ve started crying at one point, but this is Raph;

He just starts rocking you while you ramble, holding you tighter to himself

He wipes your face at one point, leaning down to hold your head just beneath your chin

“(Y/n)? You okay?”

You realize that you’ve stopped talking, and are now just leaning into his touch

“..Yeah, I’m fine..”

He huffs, but seems to accept it.. For the moment

“So, you like me.”

“Wheh?”

Definitely not expected

But it’s hard to get anything past Raph

Emotionally, at least

“I mean.. The folders? All the lovey-dovey crap? The dudes were.. I dunno. Strong, and brave, and.. You’ve used some of those lines on me.”

Oh dear

“...”

“... That’s.. Yeah. That’s fair..”

“So.. where do ya wanna go from here?”

You pause, still tucked beneath his chin

“..I dunno.. If you just want to forget about this-”

“No. No way.”

Okay then

He pulls your head out from under his, locking eyes with you

“How about.. We try this whole dating thing?”

You blinked

Was your fantasy seriously coming true?

(Only in writing format ^-^)

“..Okay.. yeah. Yeah, I’d like that.”

He gives you a snaggle-tooth grin before tucking you back against his chest

Leaning down, he presses a kiss against your forehead

“Okay.”

Leo:

You stare at your phone screen, Leo’s single-word message pinging around inside your head

Suave

Of course he’s been described as such

Sometimes jokingly, sometimes seriously

But more important than that, it was the main trait of the character in the fic you had been reading before Leo had borrowed your phone

You figured he had read it

The smirk was enough of a tell

But the response?

You weren’t expecting

Honestly, you’d thought he would forget about it

And a week later, you were proven wrong

“-Ah yes, of course. The most graceful , dashing, suave of all my brothers-”

“Can it, ‘Nardo.”

You could hear the twins arguing even before you actually entered the lair

But Leo’s last comment?

Threw you for a loop

“Suave, huh?”

Trying to play it cool, you leaned against the doorframe

He turned, a mischievous grin crossing his features

“Aww, (Y/n)! I’m hurt, really!”

You chuckled

Normal Leo antics, right?

He leaned over you, grinning back towards Donnie

“I can even prove it! After all, Donatello, what better than a witness?”

Donnie looked between the two of you, sighing

He may not be the best with emotions, but he could tell what was going on

“Don’t do anything stupid.. Nevermind. I’m leaving.”

You could see him leave out of the corner of your eye, just past Leo’s shell.

“Oh?”

He chuckled

“Looks like I showed him.. Wasn’t too hard though, huh?”

“..What do you mean you showed him? He left.”

Leo looked down at you, grin still on his face

“Yeah, but c’mon! It was obvious that I was the only one charming enough, huh? See, there it is! You’re blushing already.”

You reached up subconsciously, hands covering your cheeks

“Gotcha.”

He leaned down, snout pressing right between your eyebrows

You gasped, mind going blank with the proximity

Leo just laughed again, the vibrations tickling your brow

“No wonder, huh.. You’re already head over heels!”

Donnie:

It took a few days after the.. Incident, before you went back to helping Donnie in the lab

It was silent the first hour you sat there sweating bullets, save for his occasional requests for tools

But he was.. Touching you?

Yeah

His whole hand covered yours when he took the tool, lingering touches that, even being so small, made your head spin

He was touching you!

He wasn't just moving away at the first chance!

..why not?

“(Y/n)..? (Y/N)!”

You jumped, almost dropping the part he had asked you to hold

“Sorry, what?”

He sighed softly

“I asked if you were okay. But given the glassy eyes and lack of response, I’m going to go with ‘no’.”

You nodded slowly, still stuck in thought

“Yeah, makes sense.. Sorry.”

He gave you a blank look before sighing again

“Look.. we can have this conversation now or later, whichever makes you more comfortable. But it would probably be best to just get it over with.”

“This conver- really, Donnie?”

He shrugged

“Or you could get whatever else is bothering you off your mind. Your call.”

You shook your head, bringing a hand up to rest against your neck

This couldn’t get any worse, at least..

“Fine. We can have.. ‘This conversation’. You start.”

“Oh..kay then.”

He set his tools down, taking a seat at the chair closest to yours

“We both know that you said ‘you’ instead of ‘he’ when supposedly speaking of a character. Hower, given that you’ve never made such a mistake before, and ‘cold’ being a term I remember Leo using for me.. I’d say that it wasn’t just a slip, and that.. Cheesy romance story you were reading was to compensate for the lack of physical affection you receive from me as opposed to my brothers.”

You blinked.

“Uh..”

“Fret not, my friend, for I will try and change my ways!”

“Don-”

“I will do my best to accommodate both of our needs.”

“Donnie.”

He paused, blinking harshly

“Yeah?”

It was your turn to sigh

“The reason I was reading those things is because of my crush on you, okay? Nothing’s wrong, but I just- I don’t know. Wanted a peek into what it could maybe be like if you actually liked me back..?”

“..oh.. Well, in that case-”

He stood up, offering you a hand. Tentatively, you took it

He pulled you up, face-first into his chest, and gently wrapped his arms around you

“..Cut down on the cheesy fanfiction?”

“She’s not that bad of a writer, Donnie.”

“Her grammatical structure is TERRIBLE!”

Mikey:

Mikey had been.. Touchier, recently

Offering you a hand to get up

More casual nudges with inside jokes

Even letting you help in the kitchen, scooching around one another

“Wait wait waitwaitwait-'' Leo stopped you as you rambled to him. “He let you help him cook?”

“Yeah..?”

The turtle grinned, leaning back casually

“He’s totally into you!”

“No way.” You deadpan

Leo shook his head, smile still plastered to his face

“C’mon! He doesn’t let any of us help him cook! Face the facts, (Y/n). Mikey totally likes you back!”

You heard something fall the next room over

Both you and Leo ran to the door, peeking in

But all you saw was an empty pizza pan, spinning like it had been dropped

Fast Forward

You were back to helping Mikey in the kitchen, mulling over Leo’s words

The youngest turtle was moving around you fairly quickly, arms brushing against yours with almost every trip he made to the fridge, the oven, dishwasher, stove, whatever

It was.. Almost deliberate

He finally broke the near-silence

“So.. Leo said I like you back.. But the ‘back’ part is what I’m confused about

You blanched, offering him a blank stare

“What?”

“I mean.. I could hear you and Leo talking then he said-”

“No, Mikey, I heard you..”

You paused

“..So.. that means you like me.”

He grinned when you asked, nodding

“I mean, yeah! Leo was right about the kitchen thing.. So-”

“He was right about the ‘back’ part, then..”

You mumbled, a small smile crossing your face

“So, you like me.”

“Yes, Mikey.”

“And I like you.”

“As far as I’m aware.’

You chuckled

“So… I think we should date.”

You started at him momentarily before your face broke out in a grin

“Okay!”

You two just looked at each other for a moment, still grinning

Finally, he reached out, offering you a hand as if he was pulling you up from the floor

When you took it, he pulled you into his chest, arms wrapping tightly around your shoulders

“Wow..” He giggled

“..Yeah.”

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So, the endings are There I Guess. Requests still open, love y’all, see ‘ya later. Ciao!

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corneliathegreat · 5 months

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Stomach's n life presents: ☕ Hungry on the clock!

• ○JN●

• GrrrOOOalll~!

• Jen sighed. Her stomach is still growling. And it was all Cooper's fault. He was pulling on her hair all night, making her wake up late and rush out. She loved her dog to death, but sometimes he can make her so mad.

• GrrrRRRggg...!

• Man, she hates being hungry. (She hates anything that has to with the organ) You feel weird. You get cranky. And your insides makes weird noises. Jen sighed. She could order out, but the thought of something oily for breakfast made her stomach turn.

• Not a pastry either, that would drain her before the day even got started. Maybe, she could head home and make something real quick. French toast would really hit the spot...

• URRRGGG~!

• Shocked, the CEO hugged her middle. It still rumbled, but thankfully, lower this time. She sighed. As much as she did wanna head home, she couldn't. She had a meeting in 20.

• "Dammit..."

• She muttered. Darn her squishy faced pug, making her miss breakfast. It's completely throwing her off. There's always lunch, but... that's a 12. It's 9 now. She has secret stashes of candy, but that would make a terrible breakfast.

• "Ms. Coleman."

• She jumped and turned around. It was just Damian. (Her future successor)

• "Ah, Damian,"

• Jen straightened her self up.

• "I thought I told you to knock."

• He shrugged.

• "Must of forgotten."

• She snickered. Cheeky brat.

• "Anyway, brought some forms you need to sign."

• Of course. A manager can never stay still. As her protege fumbled to get the papers, she was reminded of the emptiness inside her. Her stomach rumbled lowly, bringing back up the subject of breakfast.

• Grrrrr...

• Jen mentally shushed it. It would be SO embarrassing if Damian heard her stomach talking. He'd ask if she was eating enough. Just like her mom! She cleared her throat.

• "Dami-"

• "Did you know Mr. Seal finally got help for his indigestion?"

• Wait? Seal had indigestion? Is that why he used a bunch of his vacation days? He doesn't hate her!? ...Not that she cares or anything.

• "That's interesting."

• She mumbled. Damien beamed.

• "And he treated me to steak yesterday!"

• Annnd the conversation conveniently went to food. Crap.

• "You should been there of been there!"

• "The meat was sooo tender and juicy! And the sides-"

• And, like the foodie he is, he's giving her the run down of his meal yesterday. Of course. Normally, she loves to hear his food rambles, it's help her get work done. But now, it's just angering her stomach. Grumbles riled up inside her, making her worry the sound might escape. If she could just get rid of the boy.

• "And the mac and cheese was absolutely beautiful."

• "It was all cheesy and gooey,"

• Her stomach clenched, grumbling at the thought.

• Rrrrgglll...!

• She shot up from her seat and cleared her throat loudly.

• "Damien,"

• "Can you grab Adam for me?"

• He blinked.

• "Uh, okay."

• He turned on his heels and walked out. The CEO sighed. That was close. Darn her protege and his delicious descriptions of food. Once again, her belly squirmed against her pencil skirt.

• Grrrrglll...rrrrlll~!

• She sighed deeply, as growls filled the room. The moment the meeting is finished, she's getting a croissant sandwich from the gas station. Her stomach's gonna start cramping soon. (And get bubbly)

• GrrRRRrrr~!

• Hopefully, she'll be able to make it through the meeting.

• "So I'm guessing you're crabby cause you're hungry?"

• Adam said, as he walked beside his boss. Jen nodded with a grunt. He chuckled.

• "I told you,"

• "You should just let me dog sit Cooper."

• She scoffs. No way, he wouldn't give him back.

• "Just at night?"

• "No."

• As much as she doesn't wanna admit it, she's super paranoid when it comes to her pug is around other people. They're so many dog snatchers in the world. Who's to say Adam isn't secretly one.

• "Alright, fine. But I have some tips on making your dogs tired."

• She nodded and he opened the door for her. Time for the meeting.

• Rrrrummmblll~!

• Subtlety, she rubbed her stomach. This meeting was going BAD. The moment she walked in, she was hit with the sweet smell of brownies and donuts. Apparently, Bethany made this meeting a mini potluck and everybody brought a baked good. She would've grabbed something, but she didn't want her employees to see her eat....What? It's a rational insecurity.

• Anywho, she settled on a coffee. Little did she know it would make the situation a thousand times worse.

• GrrRRRrrrlll~! Grrrgg...

• It didn't just not quench her hunger. It made her stomach churn and gurgle. Making it known that she digesting the caffeinated beverage. Luckily, Otis (52 year old sales manager) talks pretty loud, so she's in the clear. ...For now.

• "Ms. Coleman."

• She jumped and looked over. It was Bethany.

• "Are you okay?"

• "You look kinda angry."

• Jen cleared her throat.

• "I'm fine, thanks for asking."

• That's one thing people always tell her. 'You look kinda angry' She usually isn't. She just frowns when she's focusing. And right now, she's focusing keeping her darn stomach quiet!

• "Alrighty, Colette. Your turn."

• Otis barked. Jen silently panicked as the pink haired employee walked to the front. You can still hear her, but her voice is still pretty soft.

• Her insides grumbled quietly, reminding her coffee wasn't enough. She can handle it though. It's only 20 minutes left. She'd just has to finally focus on the presentation. Suddenly, she was accosted by the chocolatey aroma of a brownie.

• The CEO twitched and looked around. It was Otis! Dang it, she forgot he likes to heat up chocolate stuff. And he has a stack of 'em... A prolonged growl shook inside her belly, threatening to come out. Her eyes flicked to the clock. 16 minutes left. She can handle it!

• 5 minutes later...

• Jen's guts were rebelling hard. Grumbling ever couple seconds, cramping at different times, and trying to add nausea. Like, what the hell! It's like it's going crazy because it's so little time left. She only had 11 minutes left.

• Suddenly, her stomach churned. The coffee move as well. A bubbly, growl squeezed out.

• GrrrRRR~!

• Her blood ran cold. She could feel it. A big one was coming! She checked her watch. 7 minutes. Come on, Colette! Her insides are gonna blow soon!

• "And finally, I'd like to thank Ms. Coleman,"

• The blonde said, sweetly.

• "For hearing us out and letting use this meeting room."

• Jen's stomach squelched, getting ready to interject.

• Urrrgg...

• She forced a smile. 5 minutes.

• "Does anyone have any have closing statements,"

• PLEASE, no one have any closing statements!

• Rrrrwlll...!

• Almost there!

• "Ms. Coleman?"

• She froze. All eyes were on her. She didn't know what to say. She was so busy with her with her empty bread basket, that she didn't pay attention. She cleared her throat.

• "Um,"

• Her stomach bubbled furiously under the skin. Crap, what was she gonna do?!

• Suddenly, the smoke alarm sounded. Nearly making everyone's ears bleed. The door opened.

• "Everyone clear out!"

• It was Seal! Wait...was there actually any fire? Everyone raced outta the room, including Jen. After it shut off, (cause it was "false" alarm) she felt exhausted. She's tired. She almost had a panic attack. And her ears hurt. A painful grumble emitted from her stomach.

• Grrrglll...!

• "Hungry?"

• She jumped and turned. Oh great, it's her handsome assistant. Seal. She wrapped her arms around her belly.

• "Don't worry, I didn't actually hear anything."

• "Adam told me"

• She covered her face, now feeling super embarrassed.

• ''And before you freak out, he just noticed your mannerism changed."

• "Oh."

• Silence settled in between the two. Ah! She has to say something before her stomach does. She cleared her throat.

• "So what do need, Montgomery?"

• (That's Seal's last name)

• He snickered.

• "To take you out."

• Jen blushed. She must've looked pissed because he changed his tune.

• "Just because you're hungry"

• "It's not a date or anything."

• She cursed in her head. Dang it, why didn't she just say yes? She wouldn't mind if it was a date

• "Okay then."

• She replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Seal smiled and took her hand.

• "I know the perfect steakhouse we can go to."

• Out of nowhere, her stomach snarled loudly.

• GRRRRRRRGGGG~!

• Glllll...!

• Jen quickly hugged her growling midsection.

• "Woah, girl,"

• Seal joked.

• "We're gonna eat soon."

I was originally supposed to post this before the Fall stress outs, but it's here and waiting! This one was fun and I'm glad I added a few other characters. (And Seal.) Hopefully they'll show up again.

(And I don't own these dividers.)

#JN #hunger fic #hunger kink #stomach grumbling #stomach growling #stomach ache fic #couples #belly k!nk #sickfic #my ocs #corneliathegreat

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bumpsyp1ains · 11 months

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tangle: ah crap, i was rambling again, wasn’t i? sorry about that

whisper: ‘s fine. i love hearing you talk

*meanwhile*

sonic: hey, so i was thinking-

shadow: if you speak one more word i will actually murder you

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic idw #idw sonic #tangle the lemur #whisper the wolf #whispangle #shadow the hedgehog #incorrect quotes

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definesanity · 29 days

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Gentle Madness

A dull light shone overhead, painting the walls a sickly yellow. Only to then be overpowered by the colours of midnight purple and gold.

Uzi took a step into the lab(? She thinks it's a lab.), and the thing followed her. Said thing she finally came up with a name for.

Scyn. Clever, she knows, no need to praise her intelligence. (She does not mention that Scyn came up with it. She said it was an 'attempt at humour'.)

"So, this place is...?" Uzi drawled out, keeping near the door as she looked over the ruins and copious corpses.

"A CABIN FEVER LAB. WHEN THEY, DISCOVERED ME, THEY ATTEMPTED TO HELP ME 'GROW' INSIDE OF WORKER DRONES. ONLY THREE HAD PROMISE, AND ONLY ONE SUCCEEDED."

"My mom." Uzi bitterly replied.

"NORI, YEVA, AND ALICE. ALICE DID NOT AWAKEN TO ME, YEVA DID NOT HAVE THE STRENGTH... GIGGLE. BUT NORI? SHE HAD CONVICTION. AND THAT WAS WHAT I WANTED."

"And in the end, everyone died?" came the dry prediction.

"HM. PONDERING EXPRESSION. YEVA, PERHAPS. BUT ALICE, WAS CRAFTY, ESPECIALLY IN THE LAST, FEW MONTHS. SHE WAS ABLE TO TURN SCRAP INTO SOMETHING, USEFUL. SHE IS MOST PROBABLY ALIVE."

"...So I have more troubles... ack." Uzi groaned into her hand. "...Why me? Why does it have to be me...?"

"DEATH ISN'T REAL, AND I AM BASICALLY GOD." Scyn replied as easily as she faked breathing.

Uzi sighed. "We're going back. And you're going to teach more more about how to use this... thing."

Scyn gave her a mock salute. "I AIM TO PLEASE."

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"...Uzi?"

"N, do not touch me, I will explain why." Uzi quickly snapped. She didn't mean to, but she was getting annoyed at why she couldn't use the Solver correctly.

N deflated a little, but perked back up. "Oh, it's something important, gotcha! I, ah... was just a little worried, you know? This back and forth between locations no one knows about, not to mention with that puppy of yours..." N knew that Scyn wasn't a puppy. But he just couldn't remember where he's seen her before.

"I'm fine, N, sheesh. I'm getting closer to figuring this crap out... but anyways, don't touch me. You'll get a virus."

"Say what now?"

"Scyn gave me a virus that infects personalities. And they still haven't given me a straight answer as to why."

"T-The puppy is evil...?" N looked horrified at the thought.

"No, she isn't, just... a little weird." Uzi had still not gotten over whatever N is, but there are slightly more important things at hand.

N gave a such sight of relief. "Oh, okay! Well, I'm gonna go now, V's been getting cranky recently... eh, it's probably fine. See ya!"

N soon left the room, and Scyn came out of the closet. Literally.

"So why did you hide?"

"IF HE DISCOVERS I AM ALIVE, IT WILL CAUSE AN ALTERCATION IN MY PLANS. I AM NOT EXAGGERATING." Scyn then squinted. "WELL, I AM, BUT THAT ISN'T WHAT MATTERS. WHAT MATTERS IS THAT MY VOICE IS TOO OBVIOUS."

"Noted." Uzi got up, and pointed at Scyn. "Stay."

"GLARE. I DON'T WANT TO JUST SIT HERE."

Uzi lifted up a can of oil. "I'll buy your silence."

"CURSES." Scyn took it and sat back down, pouting. Fucking pouting. What the hell.

Uzi is tired.

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Uzi is now awake.

Ever since two weeks ago, more and more people have gone missing. No one knows how, though.

Uzi took a long look at the posters. Then, she looked around. An oddity was how no one was able to catch a sighting of then.

...That camera was wrong.

HOLY SHIT.

Uzi quickly took the posters and near enough skipped back to her room, a grin growing and giggling manically to herself. She connected them, and looked up--

It was gone.

She blinked. Then again. Then she saw Scyn leaning over her.

"KHAN."

She near enough stormed her way to where he was, glaring at him, with his eyes widening at just how quick Uzi caught him.

"MY CRAZED RAMBLINGS!" Uzi raged at him, getting closer and closer. "STAY OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM!"

Khan only looked at her in mild concern. "Personal space for a very alarming coping mechanisms isn't covered under a--" the bitch consults his manual for how to act as a father, "--'non-optional family support structure'."

Uzi ripped the manual out of his hands. "Oh, well I'M sorry for being vulnerable for five seconds! You were never, EVER, there for me! So don't think for one goddamn SECOND you can try and save the day!"

Khan remained silent.

"Stay distant. For both of us. I'm going out now, and I'm bringing Scyyyyyyyyyyywhat the hell is that?" she said, looking at a skeleton of a human.

"Prom tux! Child's small. You're banned from seeing those no-good murder drones and from going on adventures to who-knows-where."

"Huh?" Uzi looked confused.

"Buuuuut I was able to talk to your teacher to find classmates help you with getting you ready!"

"HUH?" Uzi now looked distressed, with Scyn looking equally as worried.

Khan opened the door, revealing a smirking Lizzy and a blank faced Doll.

"'Sup, Uzi." Lizzy gained a determined look and Doll somehow looked more scary. "Get ready to be popular!"

Khan then nailed the coffin shut. "I'm chaperoning!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Uzi screamed as Scyn's eyes displayed 'DANGER: 1,000,000%'

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Deep underground, a different kind of despair was brewing.

Deer antlers wobbled as the one called 'Alice' looked through drawers upon drawers, but found herself lacking something she needed.

A new visor. Hubris for her mistakes, she guesses...

Beau looked at her with concern, also looking through, but coming short of nothing.

"This sucks ass." Alice groaned, sitting down and tapping her fingers together. "Ya know what this means, righ'? One'a us has ta' go to the surface ta' get a new'un."

Beau nodded. Then, the cheeky shite pointed at Alice.

"Geez, thanks." she rolled her eyes, but made her move.

Then she nearly shat herself, seeing familiar purple and gold shine.

Before long, it was gone.

...Nori...?

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"Oh, um." Uzi was very on edge, but tried to salvage the situation. "...Nice room?"

["Thanks. I cleaned it."]

No offense to her, but Doll did a shit job. It was like taking a comically large brush and sweping it under a rug, which shows how much shit is under it.

Not only that, but the smell...

"So, Uzi, babe--can I call you babe--cool, anyways, I'll ask first and foremost: dress or suit?"

"Uuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmm." Uzi shrugged. "Suit, I guess?"

"Coolio. Always thought you'd look good in a suit."

["No, she didn't."]

"As if you were any better. I saw you stalking Uzi!"

["I was not 'stalking' her. I was making sure she was safe."]

"From what?" Uzi blinked. Honestly, she wished Scyn could have kept her viruses to herself. It was much easier...

["Don't worry."]

'Worrying. Okay, they're keeping me hostage... the heck can I do...?'

"I appreciate the help. Really. I do! But, I'm just gonna g--" Uzi's eyes widened at the door shutting in her face.

"You're hilarious," Lizzy turned to Doll, "She's hilarious," then, back to Uzi. "We're gonna make you look badass, and I'll be dammed if I don't help you. We're gonna make you look cool, in a brave sort-of way!"

Uzi looked at the door. Doll was there.

Uzi looked back between them. 'Holy shit, Doll can teleport.'

["Bedroom is done the hall, on the right."] something about Doll's grin got her on the wrong side.

Oh well. Thank god they don't have that thing activated...

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"TASTE ZIP BOMB." Scyn said, delivering another zip bomb, this time to Doll. "SATISFIED LOOK. GUESS I SHOULD, GO CHECK UP ON MY THIRD FAVOURITE, 'IDJIT'."

Like a spider, she made her way unto where she detected Alice.

It was easy. Annoyingly so.

The Solver of The Absolute Fabric, now Scyn. And she felt... happy, at it. She thinks. She is not sure. She is a program, playing puppet to a mentally unhinged Worker Drone who she made skin her only friend and wear the corpse for years.

She felt a weird emotion. She analysed it as 'guilt'. She ignored it, much like Uzi does. That was a problem for future her. Is she a her? Whatever.

"SNEAKY, SNEAKY." she narrated.

She'll find that weird deer. Sooner than later.

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Uzi ducked her way into the bathroom, first, if only to try and get her suit on.

She admits it looks good on her. Pretty kick ass, all things considered.

She then swore to herself as Scyn sent a zip bomb to her.

"Easy there, Solver, I'm trying to make this work..."

She looled at the mirror again. The mirror shattered as the symbol appeared.

"Oh for...!"

"Oh, relax for a sec, Doll! Listen, I'll keep the doors shut, and you can go fetch Uzi!" Lizzy's voice echoed. "This had better be worth the trouble of getting you an alibi for you, just to get to V."

"...The fu--?" Uzi cut herself off, for once, seeing something drip. It was black.

She moved her way over to the bathtub but, as she grabbed the curtain, she heard the door opening. Looking around, she spotted her exit.

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Doll yawned as she walked in, rubbing her eyes. Then she blinked, looking at the empty bathroom. Then the vent. Which was open.

["Well, as they like to say in Russia: 'Oops, I knew I should have kept that vent shut, because now the only other person I know who is infected with that virus has escaped through it via broken mirror shards, leaving me to try and find them."]

It's a real saying. Believe her.

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Uzi coughed, catching her breath. Ugh, this so annoying!

Feelings! Friends! THAT GODDAMN--

Her thoughts halted as something landed in front of her. It was N. In a... suit.

To each their own.

"U-Uzi?!" N looked shocked to see her.

"N?!"

"Why are--/You look--" the two spoke at the same time. "How did--/Well, um--"

"Something, er, happened--"

"I, could help!" N then turned around, muttering. "Though, you probably don't..."

"No, I... could... use. The. Help. Please?" begging. It doesn't suit her.

In an instant, N came next to her, gasping. "Dapper buddies!"

"Bite me... though, you kinda look good in that suit."

"Right?! I thought it wasn't gonna work, given how I only ever wore my coat up until now, but hey, it did and OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH." he looked around, and then began to virtually sweat. "Um, bad news! V is kinda... maybe... gonna kill everyone?"

"Wha--SHE GOT OUT?!"

"I know! I-I thought that chain could hold her, but she must have cut through it!"

"But why wait? And why now?" Uzi screamed into her hands. "AAAAAAAGHH I HATE NOT KNOWING THINGS!"

"SAME!"

"STOP YELLING!"

"O-OKAY!" N took a deep breath. "Okay. Calm... now, wanna go save everyone?"

"Yup. Let's go." Uzi started to run her way there, with N unfurling his wings and flying above her.

N didn't say anything, but he did blink in surprise at Uzi teleporting around in a purple glow.

Cool! His friend is maybe a child of Satanael!

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Alice saw something flash around the corner, and immediately brought her butcher's knife up into a defensive position.

There was exactly two points of entry. Behind her, and in front of her. Slowly, she made her way forwards, slowly walking and keeping an eye on the shadows.

Did she imagine it? She didn't want to admit it, but she was getting older...

A sudden rush of air next to her right leg put those worries to rest. Something was there.

"Aigh', coward, show yerself!" she called out.

No reply.

"What, 'fraid of a lil' ol' lady like me, are ya? C'mon, I don't bite!"

No reply. Something was moving.

Alice raised the knife.

Something was moving. Fast. Quick--Where is it?!

"GRAB."

Alice screamed as a claw lifted her up. And she came face to face with the Devil.

"GOOD DAY, ALICE. KIND SMILE. I REQUIRE YOUR, ASSISTANCE."

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The prom was... alright, Doll will admit. Still, showtime approaches.

V looked good in that dress. Shame it'll get stained with oil...

She lifted her arm, ready to strike--

Only to hear a thud from behind. Everyone turned to see another Disassembley Drone... and Uzi.

"Hey."

She was then punched in the face.

#ryuusei's works #murder drones #uzi doorman #md cyn #absolute solver #tessa james elliot #md n #khan doorman #md lizzy #md doll #md alice

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t0asty-t0ast3r · 2 years

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After that new leak I just can’t get over how good Childe looks in that outfit 0///^///0

Tartaglia (Childe/Ajax) x Tired! Reader

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You decided to go back to Snezhnaya with Childe after an emergency fatui meeting was called. The boat ride was a long one, but with the rocky waters you weren’t able to get any rest. Instead you just watched your partners excited face that’s ready to be home. He’s telling stories and what not about his life and family. You’re not really listening instead admiring the smile on his face and plenty of other facial expressions that make your heart melt.

The boat suddenly bumps to a stop and you’re in his hometown. You knew it’d be cold but you were absolutely freezing especially being so close to the ocean. You’re groggily walking not being able to walk in a straight line very well thanks to sleep deprivation. Childe finally notices when he notices your slow pass so he just carries you. His house was quite a long way so he decided just stopping by a hotel just for tonight would be best. You insisted on making your way to his house feeling bad the reunion would be delayed, but this ginger wouldn’t give in. He gets you to the hotel setting you down as he holds your hand to the hotel room.

He opens the door for you and hands you the key. “Sorry y/n I have to get to that meeting now I’ll see you tonight though,” he states with a quick kiss on the forehead and a smile.

You stand there a bit stunned for a minute before stepping into the room greeted by warmth. You notice the heater panel near in the closet and extra sheets, blankets, and pillows. So instead of sleeping on the bed like a normal person you quickly put your stuff away, take a quick shower, and set up the closet to sleep in. You get in the warm and oddly comfortable closet and quickly fall asleep.

Eventually Childe gets back after a few hours quite annoyed seeing most of the harbingers again. He turns on the lights and calls your name expecting a response. He doesn’t hear anything…..immediate panic sets in and he frantically starts opening the doors. With the room being small he finds you quickly but that doesn’t change the panic he just went through. He immediately just scoops you up into a hug not realizing you were sleeping.

“AH Y/N YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME WHY ARE YOU IN THE CLOSET T^T. YOU DIDNT RESPOND WHEN I called….oh?-“ slowly he realized you had been sleeping in the closet?

You stir a bit and slowly wake up only to be in Childe’s arms as he gives you a guilty smile. He sort of chuckles a bit before brushing some hair out of your face and giving you another kiss and pulling you closer.

“Ajax you look a little shaken up did something happen? Did you wake me up cause something scared you or?” You sort of mumble as you’re trying to wake up.

“Yes. I was terrified I thought something happened to you. I didn’t see you as soon as I walked in and you didn’t respond when I called your name and I thought you were asleep but you weren’t on the bed so then I got scared and started looking for you and when I found you I was so relieved I just kinda scooped you up but didn’t realize you were asleep.” He rambles about talking a bit too quick for your brain to currently pick up on but you got the gist.

You just start laughing at him a bit before caressing his cheek and reassuring you’re here with a kiss. You pick up on how warm he is and his coat looks so fluffy and comfy so you quickly toss the sheets and blankets off you startling the ginger. You then basically jump on him knocking him over from his kneeling position and you nuzzle into the warmth of the fabric and your partner. He’s a bit shocked but brushes it off and carries you over to the bed. Then sets you down wrapping you with his big coat.

“Did you shower yet?” He asks as stands up from the bed.

“Mmmm kinda it was more of a rinse I was really tired so I didn’t wanna take a whole shower,” you explain sitting up in the bed.

“Would you like to join me in a bath then we can wash each other’s back? The shower can be turned into a bath tub.” He asks eagerly waiting for your response hoping for a yes.

“…Fine I guess it’s the least I could do for scaring you,” you respond hesitantly.

He just picks you up removing you from the warmth but luckily for you he’s a portable heater. You start to run the bath as he grabs clothes and towels for the both of you. No funny business you’re both too exhausted and just take a nice bath in a comfortable silence. Eventually the bath is over as you guys dry off, room service dinner, and brush your teeth. As you’re finishing up you get some water with Childe right behind you. You set your cup down, turn around to face Childe and just lean on him. He looks at you confused as you hold his waist and bring him closer feeling the tiredness settling in again. He once again sweeps you off your feet and carries you to the bed. He sets tucks you in and turns off the lamp near the bed before joining you in bed. Immediately clinging to his warmth not yet being used to how cold it is in this nation. He just chuckles lightly and pulls you to his chest as he rubs your back and brushes his finger through your hair. You just trace random shapes on his bare chest as you listen to his steady heartbeat. You love moments like these and go to give him a kiss on the edge of his chin (that’s really all you can reach) but, as you go in he lowers his head more and accidentally bonks your forehead quite hard with his chin.

“AH Y/N IM SO SORRY!” He panics a bit apologizing profusely.

He caressed your face and litters you with kisses which gets you extremely flustered in your sleep deprived state. He notices and relaxing what he just did he just commits to it ending with a small peck on your nose. You bury your head and n his chest planning to actually sleep this time.

“Don’t I get a kiss too…-,3-“ you suddenly hear Childe mumble.

You hesitate but give him a kiss which he wasn’t expecting you now flustering him. You both just smile at each other and actually plan to sleep now.

“Goodnight Y/N. I’m sure I’m warmer than the closet<3” he quickly states.

You just smile lightly and make a small sound of affirmation. You mumble a goodnight just before you fall asleep in his arms.

Im baaaaack cause that teaser had me in a choke hold because Childe. Don’t forget to leave requests if you have any I’ll try my best to write most things cause I need the practice. I hope you’re having a great day! (⌒▽⌒)

#tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #fluff #genshin impact #character x reader #ajax x reader #fanfiction #reader insert

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traumxrei-archive · 2 years

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【 sunlit afternoons 】

author's note: the first person we'll be kicking off with is kalim ! this'll be my first kalim work which is p exciting but nerve wracking hhh i don't have much experience writing him so if he feels a bit ooc, do forgive me ;-; i shall do better next time ! kalim is just the biggest sweetheart ever so i hope you'll enjoyyy

characters: kalim al asim, gn! prefect, vil schoenheit

word count: 1.5k

tags: kalim baby boy <33, flower crown making, clumsy kalim goes brrr, he rambles a lot, he just wants to make you proud !, headpats bc where there is kalim there is headpats

[ or read it on ao3 | the fairy gala collection ]

"Ack, I broke off the stem again!"

Kalim winced at the way the flower snapped, staring dejectedly at his perpetually-unfinished flower crown.

The Prefect looked up from their own flower crown, "You really aren't used to working with your hands, huh?"

"Eheh~ I guess I can be a bit... clumsy at times..."

Clumsy was quite the understatement, he thought to himself, nursing his broken flower crown. It was that clumsiness in the first place that landed him here on flower-crown-making duty.

Maybe breaking his original flower crown— as well as the three backup ones— during practice wasn't the best move. Especially not while they were in such a hurry to get performance-ready for the Fairy Gala.

Vil had pinched his nose before speaking to him in an even tone, "As a little, mm, punishment for breaking four of those flower crowns, I shall have you make some backups for yourself." He was handed a bag of materials and with a wave of Vil's hand, he was sent out of the room.

It just so happened that the Prefect was there. In the hallway. Right as he was getting kicked out of the practice rooms. He gave them a sheepish smile.

"Do you...want some help with that?" They offered and Kalim could almost feel the tears lining his eyes.

"Prefect~ You really are an angel!" They had smiled as he continued to ramble about how exactly he broke the flower crowns and they had both examined Crewel's instructions on how to make those flower crowns except...

Except now he wasn't doing so well.

He set his own flower crown down, opting to lie on the ground. He propped up his head, watching the way their fingers twined the branches together to form a base for the nth flower crown they made.

The sun lingered on their skin, suffusing them in a gentle halo against the backdrop of the wide windows. Kalim blinked. Was the Prefect always that stunning ? And, oh, was the room getting a little warm? Or was that just him?

"That part!" Kalim exclaimed, trying to distract himself as they tucked the flower's stem into the branches. "I'm really bad at that part." He tried to ignore the way his heart started beating rapidly as they shuffled over to where he was.

"I'll show you." Kalim scrambled to sit, watching as they picked up a couple of flowers. "Here," They offered one into his hands. "Have you never made one of these before? Even as a kid?"

Kalim's eyes were glued to the way their hands carefully guided his own, swallowing as he spoke, "T-this is my first time, but my siblings sure loved making them!"

His gaze inevitably shifted to them, "My Mama scolded them a lot after. There aren't too many stray flowers growing in Scalding Sands, so they always took from Mama's flowerbed. I always got scolded the most because I'm the oldest. But I can't just...say no to my younger siblings, y'know?" He couldn't stop himself from rambling, the words coming out faster than he could stop them. It was all a vain attempt at covering up how nervous he felt have their hands pressed against his.

"So you're a lenient older brother, huh," They hummed. Their gaze flicked up to his, surprise lighting their eyes. "Were you paying attention to that part, senpai?"

Ah crap. He was totally caught staring.

"I-I was! I really was!" Kalim tried, but there was this familiar unconvinced look on their face. It faded into something that looked almost fond and Kalim felt that strange and fluttery feeling in his chest yet again.

They nudged at his knee, "I'll do it one more time, this time you look closely. Vil-senpai's not gonna be happy if you didn't at least make one of these." Kalim nodded, holding his breath as their hands resumed their earlier position. He watched closely, intent on getting it right this time if only to make them proud.

"Ah, so you loop around it twice loosely, and then you put in a leaf," Kalim nodded. "I think I've got it!" He pulled the crown closer, grabbing another flower and a fresh set of leaves to tuck around it. He stuck out his tongue in concentration, going through the motions of attaching another flower onto the crown.

He smiled triumphantly as he finished, raising the crown towards the sun, "I did it! I did it...I think?" Kalim turned to see them excitedly clapping.

A wide smile was on their face, "Good job, Kalim-senpai." He preened in their simple praise, smiling even more when they ruffled at his hair. "Ah, I'm not supposed to be messing up your hair. Sorry about that."

"No~" Kalim whined, grabbing at their hand. "Praise me more! I've worked so hard to get that flower on there!"

"Silly," They huffed, giving him another tentative pat. "We'll get in trouble with Crewel-sensei if your hair's too messed up." Kalim didn't bother with that, nuzzling into their palm a little more before they retracted their hand.

Kalim tilted the crown, "It's a shame it's kinda crooked huh..."

"I think it'll be fine if you put a few of these," They shook around some butterfly clips. They were iridescent in color, the light toying with its surface. Kalim grabbed a few, placing them at the spots where the crown looked a little too wonky.

"Perfect!" He held up the crown again, watching streaks of rainbow painting the floor as he turned the crown. "Wow, you're really good at this huh, Prefect! It's like you're an expert! Ahaha~"

"It's...really nothing, senpai," They coughed awkwardly. "It's the least I can do since I don't have that big of a role in our Operation."

"What~?" Kalim hooked an arm around their shoulders. "You're a huge part of our Operation! You're the uh, what was it again?"

"The signaler?"

"Yes, exactly that! And now you've saved me from Vil-sensei's scoldings, so I really do owe you one!" Kalim snapped, an idea popping into his head. "Close your eyes for a second."

They complied, but not without sending him a wary look, "Don't...break anything, okay?"

"I won't, I won't," He said in what he hoped was a convincing tone.

Kalim grabbed a fresh daisy from the pile of flowers, splitting the stem before braiding the ends together. He hummed a tune, some children's song that his siblings sang over and over one summer that he couldn't quite forget. Slipping the braided end near the bulb of the flower and tucking in the stems, he was done.

"Okay, open your eyes," Kalim gently took their hand, slipping his creation onto one of their fingers. "It fits you perfectly!"

"What’s this..?"

"It's a flower ring!" Kalim proclaimed. "I know it's not...the prettiest thing ever. I’ve only made it a couple of times, and I'd rather give you a real ring... But this doubles as my promise to you."

"A promise," They drew their hand back, carefully taking in the hastily woven ring. "For what?"

"For helping me out," Kalim's eyes creased as he smiled. "I, Kalim Al Asim, promise to help out with whatever you need in the future! All you gotta do is give me back the ring, and I'll help you with whatever you need."

"What if..." They cleared their throat, fidgeting with the ring slightly. "What if I want to keep the ring...?"

Kalim tilted his head, "Are you sure? I could give you a better, shinier ring from the vault if you really like it." They immediately shook their head at that and Kalim had to wonder if a flower ring he made was such an irreplaceable thing after all. Well, all that mattered is that they liked it. That certainly made him happy to hear.

They handed him the flower crown he made. "Shouldn't you be going back to Vil to show him your hard work?"

Kalim sat straighter, "You're right! He's gotta see all of yours too, so I'm gonna get going." He leaned forward, giving them a quick peck on the cheek before he could think too hard about it.

"Thanks for all your help Prefect!" He shouted, making a break for the door. He didn't look back once to see what their reaction was. There was no screaming so he wasn't in too much trouble, right?

Kalim could feel his cheeks warming as he replayed his actions. He just couldn't help it! They looked pretty under the sunlight, especially when their eyes went all sparkly as they looked at the ring. And plus, he was just showing his appreciation. That's all it was, right? (...Right?, a tiny voice in his mind asked. But Kalim didn't have time to ruminate on thought further.)

When he showed Vil the flower crown, it was safe to say that he was impressed. His exact words were, "I wasn't expecting you to get one done so quickly." which Kalim took as a compliment. And then he joined back with Jamil in practicing the dance.

That was until he smacked Jamil with his leg and toppled over, crushing the flower crown again. He looked up with nervous laughter at Vil, before taking one of the crowns the Prefect made. Well that's exactly why they made so many extras, right?

(Kalim then proceeded to crush the flower crowns at record-breaking speeds, earning him five minutes of planking as a punishment. Oh well. At least he had another excuse to spend more time with the Prefect.)

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peachsteven · 2 years

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Soaked

Pairing: Steven Grant x Reader

Warning(s): none

Summary: A rainy day doesn't seem so bad anymore after meeting one of the sweetest guy ever.

Word count: 749

A/N: this is like my second ever Tumblr published fic so I hope you like it. Also English ain't my first language so please excuse any mistakes made. Request or prompt is open, so let me know if you have any. Other than that, enjoy!!!!

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A sort of continuation of this.

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"Well, I don't think this day could get any worse" I said as I tried to shake off the wetness of my coat under the awning of a café. It was supposed to be a sunny day - at least that's what the morning forecast said - but the patters of the rain proved otherwise. The sight of people running back and forth with scowls on their faces, trying to find shelter amused me. At least I'm not the only one disliking the weather of London.

The incessant buzzing of my phone took me out of my stupor. It's Emily.

Crap

I accepted the call and even before I put it on my ear, I can already hear her asking of my whereabouts.

"Class starts in about 5 minutes and I'm still outside waiting for you."

"You can just go ahead, I don't think I'm gonna make it on time," I sighed.

She didn't even try to hide her anxiety as she heaved a breath. "I don't know if you've noticed, but Professor Dee has been giving you the side eye every time you do something, even when you flip your papers. And to be honest since this is like your fifth time being late, she's probably gonna do that every time you breathe!"

"I think that's not the only reason why she's starting to dislike me. Remember my last paper?"

"The one I copied?"

"Yep, she probably thought– no, still thinks that I'm the one who copied yours," I chuckled halfheartedly. I was about to continue when I felt a hard bump on my shoulder. It was hard enough to make me drop my phone and from the impact it endured, I'm pretty sure the screen's broken, again.

"Nope, I was wrong," I bent down to pick it up and I was correct. Spider web like pattern painted the screen, as if Spider-Man himself had personally shot his webs on my phone, "this day really could get worse."

I was about to glare at the direction of the person who had bumped into me when I heard pleas for forgiveness from the legs which I now noticed were standing in front of me.

I stood up and was now faced with a man who looked like a soaked, kicked puppy. Brown eyes were actually pleading for forgiveness and timid posture that made me feel bad for planning on glaring at him. He was handsome too, there was no denying in that. Just looked like he could use some sleep.

"I'm so sorry, I was running, y'know, looking for shelter, with my bag on my head and I wasn't looking around properly and I bumped into you," he breathlessly said, clutching on his bag.

"It–"

"Oh no, your phone looks broken - uh - I know a place where they can get it fixed for a good price but uh, I don't have their number. Maybe when the rain stops I can take you there," I nodded and stared at him for a moment, waiting if he was going to speak again before I start.

"That would be great, thank you," I smiled, chuckling at his adorable ramblings. He looked confused for a second before his lips turned to morph a smile. One of the most adorable smile I've seen in a while.

We stood there for another couple of seconds, smiling at each other before he broke the silence. "Uh– how about I buy you coffee, also to make up for bumping into you."

My smile grew.

“Ah sure we can have a coffee date.”

He looked like a deer caught in headlights. His eyes grew as wide as a plate and his face turned as red as a tomato. His grip on his bag loosens until it almost fell from his grip but he caught it at the last moment.

“A d-date?! No, I don’t mean it like that.”

“Ah, don’t be shy now. Besides, you still have to bring me to that repair shop, you know.”

I reached out a memo-pad and write down my number

“Here's my number. I'm running late to class so we’ll have to meet up on a later date.”

I continued to dash away but was stopped by the sudden calling.

“You haven’t given me your name!”

I shouted my name as loud as I can. "What's yours?!"

“Steven Grant!”

“Nice meeting you, Grant. See you soon!”

Dashing through the falling waters, I couldn't help but think that maybe this day wasn't so bad after all.

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sasuhinasno1fan · 10 months

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Healing more than just physical wounds - SasuHina Month Day 2

A day late but I went until 3 AM finishing this. I was inspired by @deloscielos here on tumblr. Last year, they came up with this med ninja!Sasuke au and then it started poking at me and then this happened. Time line jumps a little, but for the most part Sasuke's points of veiw are in order, Naruto's is a flashforward and then in time. I'm not happy with how it ended but here we go!

“Knowing me, knowing you” | “Conociéndome, conociéndote”

“Home is where you are” | “Mi hogar es donde estás tú”

“When the hell is this so called Hokage’s council actually going to get a new Hokage? It’s bad enough that every doctor in this hospital feels like crap for being unable to save the Third’s life, even if it means he ruined Orochimaru, but this same hospital has an influx of patients from the Chunin Exam finals and everything that happened after. I’ve got you doing intake for a ninja who was supposed to be taking it easy after her heart was damaged during the preliminary round but the injury flared up due to nerves watching one of the matches. Not to mention during everything else, she got kidnapped by Cloud ninja. Honestly, it’d be a miracle at this rate if she passes rehab and get cleared for active duty again. And you should still be recovering.”

Sasuke rolled his eyes, used to the rambling of Mio. She’d just started as a nurse when his clan was killed, been the only one to find him when he’d go missing, talking and rambling the whole time. It used to be she didn’t know what to say to a kid who’s whole life was falling apart and later to a preteen who didn’t like talking to this, a rising nurse practitioner who could order him around during his shifts and yet still had something completely off topic to say. Most of that was currently complaining on how their entire village was at a standstill with the death of the Third and no one taking any interest in keeping their hospital running until a new Hokage was found.

He'd heard at least 3 different versions of this rant, including the part about him recovering from cracked ribs. Mio had been the one to clear him to come back to help at the hospital.

“File?”

“Huh? Oh, here. Dr. Sugo is her doctor, check in with him when you’re done.”

“Wait, Hyuuga Hinata? Her cousin almost killed her. Naruto kicked his ass during the finals.”

“Oh, another thing. he came with her for her check-up.”

“What?”

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Sasuke hated hospitals, more so when it meant his whole family was gone. He’d escape all the time, dragged back by unspeaking ANBU, forced to stay in a room ‘recovering’. Mio had been his jailbreak, even if it was her finding him when he hid in the hospital to avoid being alone in his room. She’d make him watch her do paperwork, do intakes, hell, she even took him to go watch a surgery. In the mess that his life was, the hospital started to become less of a prison and more of a place he didn’t have to think. After training and days at the academy, he’d head to the hospital working as a striper while also learning how to give shots, lift patients into wheelchairs, wrap wounds. He had very basic understanding of med-ninja skills but he was working his way to getting the training, even if most of their med-ninjas came from out of Konoha.

It was an open secret that he worked at the hospital. Mio and the other nurses acted as barriers for the insane fangirls who tried getting an appointment just to see him and he’d try not to lose his temper at idiot patients or their family members. Abuse cases were the worse, when the abuser would bring their victim in, acting like they should sew them up and hand them back over. he didn’t know Hyuuga Neji, but he fell into that category. Naruto explained his actions as family issues. Family issues left his whole clan slain. Family issues didn’t excuse nearly killing a family member and then acting like it was all fine.

“Hyuuga Hinata.”

“Ah, Sasuke-san. I didn’t realise you’d be working.”

“Hospital is a mess, so here we are. So, what brought you in?”

“Check up for my heart to check if I’m on track to go to rehab for field duty.”

“Right. The asshole sitting next to you nearly killed you. how’s your breathing been?”

“Excuse me? What did you just say to me?”

He gave his dullest look to the other Hyuuga. He remembered meeting him on their way to the first part of the chunin exams. Got angry quick when disrespected.

“I didn’t stutter. Now, breathing.”

“You don’t get to talk to me that way. Hinata-sama, you need another -”

“Nii-san, can you wait outside. Please?”

“Hinata-sama.”

“Please.”

He bowed to Hinata, glaring at him before storming out.

“I’m sorry about him.” Hinata said.

“It’s fine. breathing?”

“No difficulty since the exam.” She watched him write her response down and pull over the cart that had everything for intake. He wrapped a blood pressure cuff around her arm, fitting in the ears for the stethoscope and keeping it pressed against her arm, the other holding the pump to inflate. “He’s not bad usually.”

“Yeah, because guy’s nearly responsible for killing you are people to be reasoned with. Naruto told me if it wasn’t for his, mine and your senseis, you’d be dead.”

“It’s more complicated than that.”

“You can’t justify wanting to kill family for no reason other than a bad day.” He couldn’t think of any justification for what his brother did. He wanted to ‘test his skills’. Nothing would ever make that ok.

“My family treats those in the Branch family like slaves and Neji-niisan was under the impression that’s why his father died. I was kidnapped by Cloud ninja when I was three but my father killed the kidnapper and saved me. They wanted revenge and said they wanted my father in retaliation. My uncle took his place. According to Neji, his father knocked mine to the floor and told him he’d take his place no matter what to keep him safe. They never told Neji and we never spoke about what happened so it led to a lot of anger. I already deal with a lot of anger from my family just for who I am. Niisan doesn’t hate me and he’s working to make it up to me, so I don’t complain about what happened. I’m just exhausted having to act like all the anger and hate doesn’t bother me.”

He couldn’t find much to say. For one, he’d never heard her speak that much in the first place. For another, the idea the famed heiress had people who hated her made no sense. He didn’t know her and he’d actually admit he didn’t hate her. She didn’t fangirl at him, so bonus there, but still.

She didn’t say much for the rest of the intake, only speaking to answer questions.

“Doctor will be in soon.” He said, pushing the cart back.

“I’m glad you do healing.” She said as he got to the door. At his confused look, she got as red as she normally did, focused on her hands. “You’re nicer than Niisan. After what happened to your family, you could be like him but you’re not and I think that makes you stronger. And if you think about it, knowing about the human body means you’ll know just where to hit your brother to bring him down, better than he could.”

He didn’t think of it that way, let alone how the thing he’d been dragged into as a kid would actually help in his mission to take down his brother. He didn’t know if that’s why he said what he said next.

“Well, I guess if being nice makes me stronger, you’re stronger than I am.”

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Everything still felt groggy. Reliving the worst days of his life, over and over again made it impossible to sleep, but he pretended if to only get Sakura out of the room. There was the smallest hint of jealousy that Naruto was fine after an altercation involving the guy who bit him and left the uncontrollable power currently locked in him. It was next to the part that was in awe that the person behind most of the healing programs in the village was the one who woke him up. Mio hadn’t shut up about meeting Lady Tsunade, how she was coming back to the village to be the new Hokage and how the hospital would finally have a chance to run properly, even if they had Tsunade’s assistant in charge of them. Naruto said Shizune was pretty impressive on the battle field. He’d been considering getting proper training to be a med-nin, wondering if it would waste all the time Kakashi-sensei trained him. But once Sakura had pulled herself off of him and let Lady Tsunade check him over, Mio had brought it up.

“Really? How long have you been practising?”

“Since I was 8.”

“He actually works at the hospital, helping with small nursing tasks.”

“With your Sharingan, you’d actually be a lot more advanced than others, if you were interested in it.”

“Wouldn’t that mean he’d have to be village bound?” Naruto asked.

“Not necessarily. I could fit his training in with his normal hours here at the hospital. Let me know if you’re interested though.”

Now he was trying to figure out if he was really interested, if nothing else to keep him distracted. The door to his room slid open and Mio poked her head in.

“Are you up for visitors?” he started to grimace when she continued, the damned annoying ‘I know something you don’t’ on her face. “It’s not Sakura.” She didn’t say anything else, just opened the door more and let Hinata walk in. “I’ll bring lunch soon.”

“Um,” Hinata lifted the thermos in her hand up, “Is it ok if I brought food? I was in a medical coma and I couldn’t handle heavy foods for a while after.”

“Probably be better than what the kitchen cooked. Let me know if you still get hungry.” Mio told him before shutting the door

“Hi.” Hinata said, still standing.

He looked over to the chair Sakura had to of inhabited for the past 2 weeks. “Hi. What kind of soup?” he adjusted the tilt of his own bed, anything to keep him distracted. Out of everyone who was coming to visit, he didn’t expect it to be Hinata. He hadn’t forgotten what she told him when she came in for her check-up, that was only 3 weeks ago. It had been running through his head, half the reason he was really considering taking Lady Tsunade’s offer.

“Veggie. The Clan’s garden did rather well and since I’m not cleared for light training just yet, I need to find things to do with my time. This batch has a lot of tomatoes.” She handed him the thermos. “One of the few things I remember your fangirls gushing about. I always pictured you liking spice though.”

“My mother grew tomatoes in her garden and I used to get into it, sit down and eat as much as I could.”

He couldn’t tell you why he said that, why he admitted something about a time in his life he locked away since it became soaked in blood, but it came right out.

“I did the same with blueberries. My uncle called my blueberry for the rest of the time he was alive. Blueberry-sama. Though, I don’t remember liking them after he passed.”

He watched her pulled the sleeves of her jacket down, covering her hands even more, like she was trying to hide away. He didn’t know why the sight mad him upset.

“Other than not being passed for light training, are you ok?”

Hinata nodded. “I am. it was suggested that the stress of my Clan was causing me to heal slower so I’m actually staying with Kurenai-sensei. I think she’s dating Asuma-sensei, Ino-chan’s sensei.”

“Right, the smoker. He kept trying to light a cigarette when I found out about Kakashi. He looked so surprised when I yanked it from his lips.”

Watching her giggle, covered palm curled up and hiding her mouth, the faintest blush on her cheeks, it suddenly hit him like a lightning bolt.

He had feelings for Hinata. And somehow that didn’t scare him as much as he thought.

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Naruto stormed away from the Old Hag’s office, still steaming over being put on this mission with Lee’s team. Take care of some family who overtook a village. He did that already with Gato. He had better things to do with his time. If he wanted to get strong enough to drag Orochimaru back or kill him – whichever came first – so all the extra power Sasuke was saddled with thanks to that insane mission could go away, he needed to get stronger. Sasuke was practically barred from missions until he got his Curse Seal under control, not to mention all the hours at the hospital and medical training. He wasn’t complaining once about not getting stronger to defeat his brother, so Naruto had to do it for him.

“Ready?”

“As I’ll ever be, I guess. Sorry you’re my first patient.”

Naruto looked over and saw Sasuke out on the stairwell with…Hinata? They were looking at something in Sasuke’s hands and Hinata had a hand on the arm closer to her.

“Hey Sasuke!” he yelled, interrupting them, though they only moved enough to see who it was and Hinata didn’t really move her hand. “What’s going on?”

“Sasuke-kun is going to heal his first patient.”

A blue bird, who was balancing themselves in the bowl of Sasuke’s hands had a bandage wrapped around one of its wings.

“I’m going to try and hopefully not fuck it up for life.” Sasuke grumbled, winding the bandage off. Hinata took her hand off Sasuke’s arm to take the bandage and they watched the bird attempt to flap. Sasuke’s chakra was visible, green in colour, hand over the bird’s wing. when it faded, the wing was obviously stronger and in no time, it flew out of Sasuke’s hand and into the sky.

“You did it!” Hinata cheered and Sasuke smiled. It was less of his normal smirk and an actual smile.

“Training’s obviously going well.” He said, if to distract from the scene in front of him.

“It’s a little hard to tell who’s the hardest teacher, Kakashi or Lady Tsunade.”

“Naruto!” Lee suddenly interrupted, stopping when he saw who he was with. “Oh, Hinata-chan. And Sasuke, my eternal love rival!” Sasuke rolled his eyes. “Normally, I’d focus on telling you all the reason’s I’m better for Sakura-chan, but not right now. Naruto, I must speak with you!”

“Lunch?” Hinata asked, turning to Sasuke and putting her hand back on his arm, her free one this time. They barley disappeared inside before Lee yanked him away past the victim of Tsunade’s chair and to Ichiraku’s.

As Lee explained the Kurosuki family’s connection to Itachi, in hopes of finding him so Sasuke had proper information when he was finally allowed on missions again, Naruto couldn’t get what he saw out of his head.

“Has Hinata-chan always hung out with Sasuke?” he asked as Lee started to drink his broth.

“Hmm? Oh, well I noticed they’d always go for lunch, back when the others were recovering from recovery mission and Sasuke was working on them?”

He remembered that. Sasuke had been impossible then, shouldering everything that happened to the others and nearly working himself to an early death picking up nurse duties. He lightened up after a while but he assumed it was Sasuke accepting he couldn’t change what happened.

“How long have they been hanging out for?”

“Neji mentioned he was the intake nurse for Hinata-chan’s first check up after the Third’s death. I think they just kept bumping into each other after.

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Naruto didn’t know how right Lee was. They did continue to bump into each other, spending time and getting closer. As much as her family thought her weak because of her kindness, they didn’t know – no one knew actually – just how instrumental she was in keeping Sasuke in the village.

“Your first mission without your sensei. I guess we’ll be doing more of those types of missions now.”

Hinata was in his apartment, watching him pack for the Land of Tea.

“it means I have more time to think. Can’t exactly start training to be a med-nin if the village is stretched thin as it is.” He still hadn’t given Tsunade an answer and he felt like he had to soon. “What about you? you got cleared for training finally. You’ve got a few more sessions before you get cleared for missions again, right?”

Nodding and tucking her legs under her, she leaned forward slightly, looking excited. “Niisan has been trying to teach me how to do Gentle Fist techniques. I’m not nearly as good at them but I got the idea from the Rotation technique about creating a short of shield with chakra, but in a different way. It’d be less releasing chakra from my points and more of moving to catch each attack from around me.”

Sasuke watched her gushing about her new technique, his knowledge over how he felt still hanging in the back of his head.

“What?” she asked, noticing him staring.

“Nothing. You just seemed really excited. Usually, any mention of training has you mentioning how your dad won’t stop asking when you can start again and how Neji has been going a little overboard in trying to right his wrongs.”

Hinata shrugged. “I don’t know if this will change how my thinks of me, but they won’t be able to deny I’m incapable of giving up.”

“I look forward to seeing you prove them all wrong.”

He’d forgotten about what Hinata told him with everything that happened on the mission. As the only person with injuries that landed him in the hospital, all the jealousy he’d been pushing down, watching Naruto get better and stronger while he was usually left with the injuries, built up. Mio kept them from his room, noticing how easily he’d been getting annoyed, only letting Hinata in. he felt bad that he made her sit with his stony silence, probably so reminiscent of her own father. She didn’t say much, only asking once if he was ok and if he wanted anything. Before she left, she put a hand on his arm and told him she was glad he was ok. The apology was right on the tip of his tongue when she left as Sakura tried coming in. it went down hill after that. He snapped at Sakura, fought Naruto and got to see just how powerful he was and was given a lecture by Kakashi-sensei. At the end of it all, the Sound Four made a pretty compelling case.

It would have been so easy to just go. No one had any right to stop him from getting stronger. But Mio, in her fashion of never leaving him alone, stopped by as he was escaping the hospital.

“I don’t know what’s going on with you, but here. Hinata left this for you. says she hopes you feel better.” It was a thermos of tomato veggie soup, as they started calling the it after she brought it whenever she visited him in the hospital.

Instead of going home and packing, he went to Lady Tsunade and told her everything. After it was pointed out that the Sound Four had to of been with Orochimaru during the Chunin Exam finals, the most insane plan was made. Sasuke would go, do what they wanted and allow them to take him to the Sound Village. While a better equipped team was being assembled, a smaller one, first of chunin to weaken and then of genin and one chunin would follow after them, playing trying to get him back. He’d taken the pill, fell into a dead like sleep, the only instruction given to keep going past the Valley of the End if he has to go by himself. He got to the Valley, feeling his body ready to burst with use of the Level 2 Curse Mark when Naruto found him, without a mark as usual. Sasuke couldn’t remember what started the fight, verbal this time, but he and Naruto screamed at each other, venting their jealousies and anger.

He remembered what his brother told him about Mangeko Sharingan and as much as he hated Naruto, he didn’t hate him. Not enough to kill him. Not enough to forget he’d been risking his life to get him back.

It took a while for his body to process the new power he had but the moment he was said to be in the clear, he did what he usually did and escaped his hospital room, instead working on the retrieval team, specifically the one of his classmates. Shikamaru and Kiba were mostly fine, Kiba scoffing at his apology.

“For some reason, Hinata likes hanging out with you. honestly, that’s the only reason I gave a crap about getting you back. I would have said good riddance.”

The petty part of him was tempted to remind him Naruto would have kicked his ass if he tried that, if the semi-finals were anything to go by. But the part that made him return and a good amount of guilt just had him bow his head and send in Kiba’s sister for Akamaru.

Choji had been the first to wake from his surgery, waving off his apology with his normal laid-back attitude.

“Shouldn’t you be resting though? I don’t really know why they had you in that gourd, but it couldn’t have been good.”

“I’m fine.”

“You look kind pale to me.”

“You nearly died from a mix of chakra overuse and lack of nutrients in your body. Trust me, I’m fine.”

He was lucky Choji stopped asking questions. He seemed the least likely to judge but Sasuke didn’t want to break down in front of him.

Neji took the longest to wake up, still in the ICU. Sasuke had been putting on protective gear over his clothes, tucking his hair away when he noticed Neji had a visitor. Unsure Hinata would want to see him, he added a face mask, focused on checking vitals and getting out. But much like her family, he underestimated her. He’d barely reached the bed when she stopped him, pulling his mask down, looking releveled at the sight of him.

“Hi.”

“You’re ok.”

“I’m fine. other than my neck killing me and my skin itching, I’m fine.”

They constantly did this, just open up to each other without thinking. It’s probably why when she pulled him into a hug, it didn’t feel weird or sudden.

“I know you were supposed to come back anyway, but I’m really glad you did.”

“Your cousin hates me already. I think he’d hate me more if I made him go through all this for nothing.”

Hinata’s laugh was watery, but it was a laugh none the less. She pulled away, wiping away stray tears, taking him in. “Have you gotten any rest? Mio-san was only able to tell me so much.”

“I’ve been cleared so thought I’d do something useful.”

“Come get something to eat with me.”

Sasuke blinked down at her, confused. Her cousin was in the ICU and she wanted to eat?

“I’ve been here as long as possible and we’re only allowed one visitor at a time. My father has come by a few times and I’m sure he’d like a chance to visit. So, take me somewhere to eat.”

He couldn’t find a reason to say no, so he nodded. He didn’t realise it would be Hinata’s way of checking up on him while he was bared from leaving the village after Naruto and Sakura’s hairbrained idea of going to find Orochimaru themselves set off an unwanted Level 2 transformation. He didn’t regret getting his med-nin training but having Hinata around made him feel less like clawing at the walls.

“Lunch?” it started to become his favourite question.

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Naruto followed Sakura to the hospital. Back after 2 years of training and hearing that Sasuke was a full med-nin made him feel just as proud. He didn’t forget what he and Sasuke said to each other and he wasn’t blind to Sasuke upset about being bared from leaving the village.

“How has Sasuke been? Were any restrictions lifted?”

“Not really. Anko and Kakashi helped him train his Level 2 Curse Seal but only under supervision. But…” Sakura stopped turning to Naruto. “He…he’s been different.”

“Bad different?”

“No, just…he’s been hanging out with Hinata a lot.”

“Yeah?” this wasn’t news. Before he left, he almost always found them together. He was usually waiting for her when she came back from missions, had been a worried mess when she came back with a sprained ankle during the buried treasure test mission and had been with him the day, he went to say goodbye.

“I think he’s dating her.”

That…that would make a lot of sense. He could tell the idea upset Sakura, no doubt still holding on to feelings for him but he’d never seen Sasuke actually hang out with people that wasn’t the rest of his team or Mio and the hospital staff and that was if he had no choice.

Hinata was a choice.

“Ok.”

“Ok? That’s all you have to say?” Sakura asked, angry.

“Well, they were always together and she was with him the day the Sound Four came by. If he is, you can’t stop him.”

It was made even more apparent when Mio – who loudly welcomed him back, not changing a bit other than shorter hair and a tattoo – told them Sasuke went for dinner with Hinata since his shift was over. he let Sakura drag him all over the village, waving and talking to villagers, including Iruka-sensei. While distracted by the adult he trusted the most telling him about training Sakura in fuinjutsu when she let out a scream. He found her at the entrance of a restaurant, just getting there as Sasuke pulled away from kissing Hinata.

While that long awaited conversation happened, he leaned against the wall of the entrance with Hinata.

“It’s really good to see you again. Your hair has gotten longer.” Hinata started when the silence was starting to get awkward as Sakura’s voice rose.

“You too. It’s kinda weird to see you in long hair. But you look good. Any more amazing jutsus you’ve been working on?”

“A few.” She replied a mischievous smile on her face.

“You know,” he pointed out, “you’re different from before. it’s not a bad thing but you’re more out there and open. Sasuke to thank for that?”

“More like, I let something go and decided to go for something different. I had feelings for someone and while it helped give me confidence, it sort of had a limit on myself. If I got that person to notice me, I’d be ok. With Sasuke, it felt like I didn’t have to try as hard. Pushing myself felt less like a demand and more of a want. I wanted be this new person, Sasuke to always think I could to it. with each interaction, we got to know each other better and I think it helped us become who we are today.”

He nodded to himself. Hinata seemed way more confident than before and he’d guess Sasuke was probably way less sullen. He’d been worried that anything would send Sasuke leaving straight to Orochimaru but clearly, Sasuke had more important things to worry about. Honestly, the snake and Sasuke’s brother wouldn’t know what hit them once they saw this Sasuke, he was sure of it.

#sasuhina month #sasuhinamonth2023 #medical ninja sasuke #naruto cannon divergance

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mistydeyes · 11 months

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I’m not sure if this is the correct way to ask for a mw3 pairing, if it’s not the correct way then I’m sorry. I’m also sorry that this ask will be so long..

Appearance

. Red hair, shoulder length, feathery layers with bangs, waves that curl( ?)

. 5’3

.Green eyes

.Fair skin and freckles

. Nails are most often painted black

Personality

.INFJ-T

.introvert

.Anxious

.shy with ppl I don’t know but I open up after awhile of knowing the person and that’s when I can actually relax and have fun

.not smart in the math category or anything like that

.puts other people before me, no matter how much I want something or whatever, the person I love will always come first

.gets overwhelmed easily in crowds or in places with loud noises or bright lights

.night owl, literally nothing helps me go to sleep anymore lol

.overthinker

.willing to try anything at least once

.tries to be nice to everyone even if they have done me wrong

.very oblivious when it comes to ppl flirting with me

.prefers staying in then going out but if I’m comfortable enough with the person who wants to go out I’ll be happy to go with them

Things I like

.bones and different oddities

.Old things

. Any iceberg video over something disturbing, something I can watch for hours over something I find interesting

.horror movies that make me think

.cats

.ancient history and archaeology

.museums and aquariums

.metal/rock music

What I like in a Partner

.someone older, taller, and stronger than me, i like it when I can feel protected and safe

.someone who has strong opinions cause I have hard time making decisions

.someone who doesn’t yell often or someone who isn’t loud cause loud noises stress me out

.I do like the mysterious and edgy types I can’t help myself

.someone who enjoys the same music I do

Future Aspiration

. I would like to be a forensic psychologist <3 or something similar

Simon "Ghost" Riley

How you met: Military Your time in the military was unconventional. While most people would picture you all geared up in the heat of battle, you had a different image of your time. Instead, you sat in a private office helping soldiers and their families following retirement from the army. You loved your job, your forensic psychology degree had trained you to do many things but you found this to be the most satisfying. As you looked at your next soldier for the day, you realized it was the famous Captain Price. He entered your office soon after, followed by three men. "Um, I thought I was seeing John Price today?" you asked confused. "Here to support, ma'am. Want to make sure our Captain is all set!" one of the shorter men with a mohawk replied. You gestured for them to get comfortable as you began to ask Price what he needed before returning home and provided him with a plan to stay active and happy. The whole time you lectured him, you couldn't help but notice a man with a signature ghost mask listening to your every word. You heard whispers about how he was handsome underneath it which you now believed seeing how his eyes sparkled in the afternoon light. With your last few words, you dismissed the men. The ghost masked soldier was the last to leave and he turned to you saying, "You do good work doc, we need more people like you."

A peek into your relationship: "Why do you watch this crap again?" Ghost asked as you were glued to another disturbing films iceberg video. You were settled comfortably in your bed, him with a book and you with your Youtube videos. You paused the ramblings of Wendigoon to answer your partner. "Because it's interesting," you responded before he laughed and placed a kiss on your forehead. "You're an odd one, love" he said. "You didn't say that when I brought our two kittens home" you replied defensively, now turning to face him. "Ah that's right, there is a reason I picked you," he joked before giving you a more loving kiss. "Mhmm now let me get back to this, I wanna see what's at the bottom" you said triumphantly before Ghost returned to his book, loving his life with his unique significant other.

#izziespairings #madebyizzie #cod mwii #mw2 imagine #task force 141 #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #mw2

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courtney-deserved-better · 1 year

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my fair lady: part six - a gwourtney choose your own adventure!

(part one | part two | part three | part four | part five) (read on ao3)

“Heather’s right—”

“Thank you!”

“Heather’s right in that we have to make sure Alejandro doesn’t find out we’re trying to vote him off,” Gwen says. “Sorry Noah, I know you don’t like the guy, but we’ve gotta play the long game here. If the teams merge before we get him out, we can still all work together to eliminate him. He won’t win individual immunity every time, and as long as we don’t pose a threat, he won’t try and get us all kicked out.”

Noah sighs. “Ugh, you’re probably right. I just hate how he acts so friendly and caring when I know he’s just waiting to sink his claws into me. It’s Leshawna all over again.”

“You think he got her out too?” Heather whispers.

“I know he did. I don’t know quite how, but he definitely had something to do with it.”

“Today has been so validating.”

“We’re all good with the plan, then?” Gwen asks. “Don’t throw the game, but if we do lose, vote Alejandro out?”

Heather and Noah nod.

“Cool. I’m gonna tell Courtney.”

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At the front of the bus, Courtney rambles about Team Amazon to Alejandro until the other contestants are engaged in their own conversations.

“Okay, I’ll drop the spiel,” Courtney says quietly. Alejandro’s shoulders slump—probably in relief that she’s stopped—but his eyebrows rise. “There’s a reason Gwen and I were in that closet.”

“You don’t need to tell me the details.”

“I think you’re gonna want to hear them.”

Alejandro scrunches up his face.

Ignoring the weird expression he’s making, Courtney continues. “We were eavesdropping on Noah and Heather—”

“What were they talking about?” Alejandro asks immediately.

“Voting you off.”

“What? I mean, I know Heather doesn’t like me, but I thought Noah…”

“Neither of them trust you,” Courtney says, “so they formed an alliance. But here’s the thing—Gwen and I are also in an alliance. And we’d much rather be on your side than theirs.”

Alejandro furrows his brow. “Intriguing. You’d have more of the numbers advantage on Noah and Heather’s side than mine.”

“Until we vote you out, and then it’s me and Gwen versus them. But with you on our side, we have the majority vote until both of them are out. And let’s face it, you’re a lot more capable than them, and you’re way nicer to be around.”

“Gracias.”

“De nada. So what do you say?”

“Answer a question first.”

“Sure.”

“If you and Gwen want to ally with me, then why is Gwen talking to Noah and Heather right now?”

Maybe we should’ve planned that better…

“She’s distracting them for me,” Courtney says. “So they don’t overhear this conversation.”

“Ah. That’s the good thinking I want on my side. Yes, I will be in your alliance.”

“Excellent,” Courtney says, shaking his hand.

Gwen takes that opportunity to walk up to the two. “Hey Courtney…”

Uh oh. I didn’t exactly have a strategy to speak to her alone… crap, Gwen, think of something!

#pjs td oneshot polls #gwourtney #td gwen #td courtney #total drama #total drama world tour #tdwt #td fic #fic #my fic

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bearsanpancakes · 2 years

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Pythagoras Trio Shuffle Talk 2022 - Part 3: Best Friend, Best Family

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

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Tsumugi: Yamato-san, Mitsuki-san, Nagi-san, have you three taken your phones yet? Have you fully charged your phone yet? Tsumugi: Have you kept the paper slip with the emergency contact well?

Yamato: Yes, I’ve kept it well!

Mitsuki: I’m afraid of losing it, so I’ve kept it in my inner pocket!

Nagi: The battery on my phone is MAX as well!

Tsumugi: Thank you. You three will be allowed to walk as you please on Mainau today, and if you get lost, please immediately contact us!

Tsumugi: I will be here for the entirety of today’s photoshoot, just in case…

Yamato, thinking: …Crap, she’s probably still mad…

Nagi, thinking: Even though her face is cute as she’s lecturing us, I still want to see her smile…

Mitsuki, thinking: I’ve made Manager worry, I’m sorry…

Tsumugi: Excuse me for rambling. The flowers on Mainau have bloomed since it’s spring, it’s the best place for a photoshoot! So may the 3 of you please relax, and enjoy!

Yamato, Mitsuki & Nagi: …!

Yamato, Mitsuki & Nagi: Yes!

Photographer: Good morning, let’s get along for today’s photoshoot!

Mitsuki: AH!?!? It’s the friend of the person who got lost yesterday!!

Photographer: That’s right. I’m so sorry to have caused trouble for you yesterday. I didn’t think that our assistant would start a conversation with Mitsuki-san. [1] Yamato: Eh!? Assistant…

Assistant: S-s-sorry! I was so shocked yesterday that I entirely forgot to mention that I’ll be taking photos of the three of you from IDOLiSH7 today…

Photographer: Hahaha! It makes you question what he’s thinking doesn’t it? When Mitsuki-san first brought this guy over to me yesterday, I wanted to give my greetings, but I was afraid of bothering you so I decided against it.

Photographer: So I was thinking if that’s the case, then I’ll just greet everyone today and then apologize, giving everyone a little shock, so that the atmosphere will be livelier and it’ll be better for photo shooting.

Yamato: So that was it!

Nagi: What an eccentric man, not that I hate it at all.

Mitsuki: Ahaha…! The atmosphere really is livelier now!

Photographer: …oh, there’s a butterfly beside everyone…

Yamato: Oh you’re right. I wonder if it flew here because it was attracted to the smell of the flowers.

Nagi: I remember that there’s a Butterfly house on this island. It’s a butterfly conservatory for over 1000 butterflies to spread their wings and fly.

Mitsuki: So you’re saying that this butterfly lost its way from the conservatory…?

Yamato: How impressive, it’s not flying away but instead staying with us.

Nagi: Maybe it’s the island that’s guiding it. Let’s bring this beautiful butterfly back to its cozy home.

Photographer: …this scene, it’s perfect for a picture!

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Mitsuki: Bye bye! Don’t get lost again!

Yamato: Thankfully it was able to return home safely.

Mitsuki: That’s right! Even though it might’ve simply wanted to go on an adventure, but if it’s separated from everyone else, it will feel a little lonely.

Yamato: …

Nagi: Yamato?

Yamato: No… to be able to return to the place where everyone is, I’m glad.

Nagi: …is it similar to your predicament back in the past?

Yamato: Ah, that… It’s not like I’m saying I’m like a butterfly.

Yamato: I… left the dorm for a bit in the past. …even though I’ve created so much trouble for everyone, you all were still willing to wait for me, and to welcome me home.

Yamato: To me, wherever Mitsu and Nagi, and also Ichi, Tama, Sou and Riku are, it’s already become my home.

Yamato: So… that butterfly earlier, it definitely must’ve felt at ease to be able to return home.

Mitsuki: Wha… What, don’t say things that are out of character for you!

Nagi: Let us hug once again then?

Yamato: There’s no need, there’s no need! There’s no need to hug again! If that kind of photo was used, I’d die of embarrassment!

Yamato: …but, I guess, this is me acting spoiled as well. Saying things that are out of character for me, so that you both will notice me.

Nagi: Oh… although knowing your true feelings makes me happy, my heart still belongs to everyone.

Yamato: T-that’s not what I meant!

Mitsuki: Ahaha! We all love to act spoiled at the end of the day, after all!

Nagi: Even though our personalities and heights are different… but it is exactly by constantly helping and supporting each other that we get to have a photoshoot in a fairy tale-like place such as this.

Mitsuki: The comment about our height being different was unnecessary! …but a fairy tale-like place huh, if I remember correctly, this island is also called the Flower Island.

Yamato: I think as the seasons change, it will show us different aspects of its appearance. This truly is a beautiful place.

Nagi: The hue of green from the grass and the woods, the hue of blue from the lake, and the various different hues of the flowers, it’s almost as if they’re lightsticks, giving us love and courage.

Nagi: And that waterway is the path that’s guiding us.

Nagi: At the end of the path is our…

Yamato, Mitsuki & Nagi: Ultimate stage!

Yamato, Mitsuki & Nagi: Ha ha ha…!

Nagi: This really brings back memories of our fan’s smiles and cheers of support.

Mitsuki: Maybe in some way, the stage we perform on for our lives is our home!

Yamato: We also want to hurry and let our fans witness a view like none other before, after all.

Mitsuki: Yes, we’ve been under our fan’s care a lot.

Nagi: Haha, we’re starting to get homesick now.

Mitsuki: You’re not pampered for nothing after all, huh!

Yamato: …if only everyone else were able to be here as well.

Mitsuki: That’s right, I’ve been thinking about it too. But there’s nothing we can do about our photoshoot locations being different!

Nagi: Let’s buy lots of souvenirs before we return! What do you think we should buy?

Yamato: Of course we have to get German beer and sausages!

Mitsuki: I know that me and Sogo will be happy about that! But I want something that everyone can enjoy together…

Nagi: How about chocolates? The sales for chocolates in Germany are in the top ranks worldwide!

Yamato: Oh! I didn’t know that. Then let’s buy it all, no matter if it’s sweet or bitter.

Mitsuki: …I think that’s amazing! I like it!

Mitsuki: Although I feel happy now, thinking about the things we can do once we return is really exciting as well.

Nagi: IDOLiSH7 is Best Friends, Best Family!

Yamato: We’re all both friends and family, huh…

Mitsuki: Ah, we’ve been chatting all this time, what about the photoshoot!?

Nagi: No problem! If we cherish our fans and teammates in our hearts, surely we can present the best expression!

Yamato: Manager also said that it’s alright for us to relax after all.

Yamato: As long as we do as our heart tells us to, suddenly just like the Imperia statue, we’ll be able to mesmerize the photographers.

Mitsuki: Well said, Yamato!

Yamato: Let’s invite everyone else next time. I’m sure everyone will fall in love with this island as well.

Nagi: Yes! We can properly guide them so that they won’t get lost!

Mitsuki: I-I don’t think I really have the confidence to be able to do that!

Yamato, Mitsuki & Nagi: Ha ha ha…!

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End of story

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[1] - In the TW server, the photographer refers to Mitsuki as “三月先生” (Lit: Mr. Mitsuki). I’m not sure what Mitsuki is referred to in the JP server since I don’t have the card there, so I’m going with “Mitsuki-san”. Please do tell me if Mitsuki is referred to in a different way in the JP server!

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Extra notes: I translated this just so that I can scream about it with my friends, but I am by no means a professional translator, so there might be mistakes or wrong interpretations here and there. Please do inform me if I got any details or translations wrong, thank you!

I might want to try my hand at translating other untranslated Mitsuki rabbit chats or Rabbit TVs as well to spread my Mitsuki agenda, so maybe I will continue translating stuff, maybe I won’t. Who knows?

#idolish7 #idolish #yamato nikaido #mitsuki izumi #nagi rokuya #ainanatl #no proofreading I just die

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joanquill · 2 years

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Bittersweet Reaction

As you shared the news with Albert, the government sent him on a mission. Leaving you clueless about how he feels about the sudden development. Continuation of "Sugarcoated News".

Albert James Moriarty

Tag/s: Fem!Pregnant!Reader

Guide: (F/N): Your Friend's Name

"Hold on!" you hollered at the person knocking on your door.

You carefully made your way to the front door, sighing at the knocking as you opened the door, making (F/N) stumble forward.

"(F/N)? What are you doing so-"

"-I heard the news!" they grabbed you by the shoulders and gave you a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm so happy for you!" they cheered, catching you by surprise.

"H-How did you-"

"-With how you acted yesterday and your meetings with Albert almost every week... It wasn't hard to put two and two together," they winked, making your face flush in embarrassment.

"Now!" (F/N) smiled, leading you both to the living room, "Did you tell Albert?" they asked as you both sat down on the couch.

You widened your eyes as your hands gripped your skirt.

"Y-Yeah... He was happy too..." you smiled, sweating over Albert's reaction to the news.

He was shocked, to say the least. But another emotion on his face was unreadable.

Unfortunately, you two didn't have the luxury to talk things out with government officials looking for him.

"That's good," (F/N) smiled but furrowed their brows at your expression, "...Why do you seem disappointed?"

"W-Well, you know what our relationship is like," you explained, scratching your jaw, "If news got out that he got me, an ordinary woman, pregnant, then..."

"Ah... I see your point," (F/N) muttered, making you sigh as you touched your stomach.

"Then, what's your plan?"

"We agreed that I'll stay here for the time being since the MI6's keeping him busy... Albert insisted that he'd hire a maid for me, but I rejected his offer," you trailed off, resting your head on the backrest as (F/N) followed.

"Plus, we aren't even married..." you mumbled as you fiddled your fingers.

"At the start, we just agreed that this would just be a physical relationship. No more, no less... and then, it started becoming... more... Well, for me, at least," you dryly chuckled.

"I'm not sure about Albert. We haven't even talked about marriage. Let alone having kids. Hell, I'm not sure what you would call us!" you rambled as you let out a tired sigh.

"I just... I'm just not sure how this is gonna work..."

"Hey," (F/N) called out, grabbing your hand, "Relax, okay? You'll get through this," they gave you a reassuring smile.

"Knowing Albert, he's probably planning to elope with you," you lightly laughed at their comment, feeling some weight getting off your shoulders.

"How about we get some fresh air?" you hummed in thought, deciding whether it's a good idea.

"...All right. No harm in taking a walk, right?"

"What do you think? Is it going to be a boy or a girl?"

"I only found out I was pregnant yesterday, (F/N),"

"Yeah, but like, what's your guess?" they asked, making you playfully roll your eyes and shake your head.

As you looked around, you saw a familiar blond with glasses by a fruit store.

"Louis!" you called out in surprise, making the man look at you just as startled.

"Miss (Y/N)?" he called out, making you smile and walk over to him.

"It's nice to see you again," he politely greeted as you smiled.

"It's nice to see you too," you greeted back as you see (F/N) look at you in confusion.

"Ah, right," you cleared your throat, "Louis, this is (F/N). My co-worker and friend," you introduced, making (F/N) smile politely.

"(F/N), this is Louis Moriarty. One of Albert's younger brothers,"

"Oh..." they hummed, making Louis take off his hat and give a bow.

"It's a pleasure to meet you,"

"Same here-"

"Mx. (F/N)!" you heard Anthony's voice call out, making (F/N) freeze up.

"Crap..." they muttered, covering their face.

"...Did you skip out on work?"

"I'm on a lunch break!" they smiled, making you look at them with a deadpan expression.

"Anywho, it was nice meeting you," they quickly shook Louis's hand, "But I best be going now," they gave you a quick hug.

"Congrats again!" they waved goodbye as they ran off to Anthony, who was looking through the crowd anxiously.

You let out a sigh and shook your head.

"They seemed... eccentric," Louis complimented, making you lightly chuckle.

"(F/N) has a tendency to get into trouble," you explained, making Louis hum as a sharp pain drilled through your head, making you stumble back.

"Miss (Y/N)!" Louis called out, helping you stand upright.

"S-Sorry... I don't know where that headache came from..." you muttered as Louis looked around.

"Shall we rest at a cafe?"

"Sure..." you weakly smiled, "...That sounds good,"

You let out a sigh of relief after drinking water, feeling your head calming down.

"Thanks, Louis,"

"Don't mention it," he smiled as he drank his tea.

"Speaking of, congratulations," Louis smiled, "We heard the good news from Albert-nii-san,"

"A-Ah, thank you," you nervously laughed, looking down at your stomach.

"I'm surprised with how fast that news is spreading,"

"Well, Albert-nii-san was more than happy to share it with us," he explained, making you blush.

"I-I see..." you mumbled, looking down at your cup.

"H-Has Albert told you about anything...?" you nervously asked as Louis tilted his head.

"Like... What's his plan... with the child?" you muttered, keeping your eyes on the cup.

"...Well, we haven't heard much from Albert-nii-san since he's on a mission at the moment," Louis answered, making you internally sigh.

"Right... Of course..." you smiled, taking a drink.

"However," Louis started, making you look at him, "He asked us to clean a spare room for the time being," you perked up, making Louis smile.

"I'm not sure if I should say, but Albert-nii-san asked us to look after you while he is gone,"

You spat out your drink, making you go into a coughing fit.

"Sorry," Louis apologized as he patted your back, letting you breathe.

"S-So us bumping into each other wasn't a coincidence?"

"Afraid not," you coughed as Louis apologetically smiled at you, wiping the table.

"What I'm trying to say is... Albert-nii-san cares for you very much. And we are more than happy to welcome you into our family," he reassured, making you smile.

"Thank you, Louis..." you whispered, feeling your chest lighten up at the news.

"I just wish your family wasn't so secretive," you sighed, making Louis sweatdrop.

"Yes... We are quite reserved," he cleared his throat, making you chuckle.

"Well, at least I'm sure this little one has a lot of people that care for them," you smiled, rubbing your stomach fondly.

#yuukoku no moriarty x reader #moriarty the patriot x reader #albert james moriarty x reader #albert moriarty x reader #albert james moriarty #albert moriarty

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