#anyways. happy to get home and see my cat tomorrow!!!
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♥︎ • “In the dark or light, I'm right here.”• ♥︎
Akito and Rui x fem! reader (separate)
Dishes: Pancake and Soda candy
Drink: Strawberry sundae (dating)
Cuisine: Oneshot
Ingredients: Milk chocolate(?) (hurt/comfort) (not really)
Customer: @kanasakiis
Notifing: @akitosheart, a pancake has been made!
C/N: Um... Yes char just let her go into the dark by herself but it doesn't last very long... I feel I did something wrong but I tried my best and of course had to give a 'happy' ending so.. Here you go. Thanks for ordering once more though <3 oh, also they might be a bit short sorry, Im trying not to pressure myself like how i used to write, like how i nerfed from posting everyday to every other day
“Well, I think it's about time for you to go. My dad doesn't like when we have friends over after 9:00. I need to get some things done anyway.”
“Oh, okay.”
I watch her gaze out the window and into the starry night sky, before standing up from my desk chair.
“I'll walk you out.”
I state before walking beside the girl and sliping my hand into hers despite knowing it'll stay there for a minute only.
“See ya tomorrow.”
I say with a small smile as my lips drift to her own for a goodbye kiss.
“Bye...”
After a short amount of time, I head back into my bedroom, unbeknownst to me that my girlfriend is currently trembling in the dark without me by her side. I shift my hand to the doorknob before deciding against it after the sound of light knocking rings through my ears.
Did she forget something?
“Huh?”
“U-Um... Actually c-can you walk me home?”
I immediately notice the slight fear in her voice and body language and am unable to decline her request as concern for the girl forms on my face.
“Uh, sure.”
Stepping outside, I'm immediately met with the cool night air hugging my face.
“Are you okay?”
I ask, concerned for her, though trying not to show it.
“I'm sorry.... I just didn't want to walk home by myself in the dark.”
It takes me a moment to process those words, but after I do, a frown envelopes my face.
“Oh... Are you scared of the dark?”
“.....”
Silence finds its way into the atmosphere before I see slight nod from Y/N.
I sigh and grip her hand warmly, looking at her with a scolding expression as I lead her into the direction of her house.
“Just tell me that next time.”
“Sorry....”
Another sigh escapes my mouth as I shake my head once.
“You know.... In the dark or light, I'm right here.”
“Enjoyed the show?”
I ask, a cat grin slipping onto my lips as I stand in front of the girl, awaiting an answer.
She nods in satisfaction, causing me to let out a low hum before speaking once more.
“Well, I'm going to go help clean up. Feel free to help us, but I understand if you have to go home.”
“Yeah, I should probably go home now..”
“Alright. Goodnight, sweet pea.”
I pat her head lightly as my lips make contact with her forehead, a small and friendly smile crossed on them.
“Bye.”
I hum to myself again after watching Y/N walk away, my focus fixated on the task at hand. My face becomes more serious and focused though as I open up RoboNene's back, planning on making a small upgrade to the robot.
Only three minutes later, I glance by the lamp posts and see the familiar girl leaning against the post, as if waiting patiently for someone.
“Hm?”
With curiosity bouncing inside of me, I approach Y/N to ask of her actions.
“Y/N? I thought you were going home.”
“Oh, uh... I'll just wait instead, actually.”
“May I ask why?”
My eyes catch the slight parting of her lips before they watch it stick back together again.
“Um... Well I didn't really want to go alone... In the night.. In the dark...”
I remain silent, not expecting such an answer from her before nodding my head.
“I see. In that case, would you want me to walk you back right now? I'm sure the others don't mind cleaning up by themselves.”
“Oh, uh.. are you sure?”
“Of course.”
Without remedy, I take hold of her hand and lead her towards the exit of the bustling theme park.
I hum in silence as the cool night breeze envelops my face, leaving me with a warm smile.
“You know, you don't strike me as one who would be afraid of the dark.”
“? How did you..”
I chuckle at her cute look of surprise and pat her head with a smug grin.
“Never underestimate a director's observation.”
“....”
I watch her avert her gaze from my own, seemingly embarrassed.
“Don't be embarrassed, sweet pea. Everyone has their fears. Besides..”
I tilt her chin towards me.
“Wether in the dark or light, I'm right here.”
#project sekai x reader#project sekai#akito shinonome#shinonome akito#akito x reader#shininome akito x reader#akito shinonome x reader#rui kamishiro x reader#kamishiro rui x reader#rui kamishiro#rui x reader#kamishiro rui#♦︎ ~your dish has been served~ ♦︎
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Nessy & I live here now
#like I might just move in tbh#we are inseparable now. I am now a leech attached to him he will never get rid of#he’s the one enabling my uhaul lesbian behaviors#he’s the one asking me to come over and be with him 24/7 and I am thrilled by it.#I’m actually being so chill and normal abt it like I’m pretending idc#but when he asked me to come back after he got off work I was soooo happy#I didn’t say that I was like hmmm yeah I guess#anyway. I leave for Chicago tomorrow I’m gonna miss him :( and also Nessy#he’s keeping Nessy with him at his place while I’m gone#which is honestly awesome bc now Nessy won’t be lonely 🥺🥺#she already likes him and his friends. they are all cat ppl.#seeing the way he and his roommate fawn over Nessy makes me comfortable she’ll be in good hands#ugh. I have to go home and pack before going to the airport#it’s almost midnight#my flight is at 7. I should’ve gone home already but I don’t wanna#uli is cooking us dinner rn so I’ll just stay until like 3 and then go home to pack quick#tess talks
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Hii idk if you write for choso but if not could you write for megumi when reader has a kitty that he gets annoyed of because she shows the kitty more attention them him💖💖thank youuuu
You know what, there's a first for everything. ASK AND YOU SHALL RECIVE. It not edited.
"What is that" Choso asked standing infront of you.
"Whats what" you asked with a smile
"That thing in your lap" He said pointing to the cat you were stroking that was slowly drifting to sleep on your lap.
"Oh, I found him but I don't think he has a home..."
"Him?" He asked with more jealousy then confusion.
"Well, yeah...Wanna pat him? He isn't aggressive at all, as long as your gentle"
You grabbed Choso's hand guiding it to the cat before it opened its eyes and glared at him. He pulled his hand away.
"No it's fine" he said glaring back at the cat. The urge to pierce it with his blood was almost unbearable.
"Any ways, are you ready to go?" You asked Choso to distract him from the cat.
"Yeah." He said as you got up with the cat in your hands. He sent another murderous gaze to the cat.
"Are you bringing that thing with you?"
"Yes...I don't think he has a home or owner and I found him all alone so I have to take reasonability now" your eyes sparkled with excitement.
He really was a cute kitten. But Choso didn't see it that way. He would lay his head in your lap and you would play with his hair. Not that creatures hair.
You guys walked home, still with the cat.
As soon as you walked through the door it leapt out of your arms and landed on the floor. Choso gave it another dirty look as it turned around to look at him and go back to exploring the home. But what ever makes you happy right? soon you'll realise how much you miss him then the cat and you'll run right back into his arms. Right?
Choso walks into your shared bed room only to see the cat laying on his side of the bed.
That was the last straw.
"Okay creature it seems I've been giving you to much mercy for your crimes." He said picking up the kitten and holding it up making it stretch.
"You have until tomorrow to disappear, and your sleeping on the couch tonight."
The cat moved its head to Chosos and before licking it.
Well maybe this cat wasn't so bad Choso thought.
Then a shooting pain went through his hand seeing that the cat had bit it before is escaped out the room and down the hall way where he heard you absolutly dotting on the cat.
"AWWWWW Who's a good kitty?" you said followed by loud purrs.
AUTHOURS NOTEE: I actually don't have a cat or seen any of my friends cats so I hop I got close with cat characteristics. Anyways I loved this request and since it's my first time really writing for Choso I hope it was up to standard. THANK YOU, YOU BEAUTIFUL ANON FOR YOUR REQUEST♡
(I might make a part 2 and reblogs welcomed)
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#jjk#jjk fluff#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x you#jujutsu kaisen x you#jjk choso#choso x reader#choso kamo#jujutsu kaisen choso#choso x you#kamo choso#choso my beloved#choso jjk
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꒰ Here With Me ꒱ - d.osamu
🐈⬛💬 : 15!d. osamu x fem!reader
💬 : whew I'm pumping out these dazai posts a lot. anyways expect a chuuya post soon! NOT PROOFREAD, just posted it.
🐈⬛ : not following the main story but has some elements of the original, dazai is a lonely mean dick, reader has this super ultra crush on dazai, one-sided crush, timeline jumps A LOT, up to reader to interpret who says the last line, open ending
💬 : getting rejected by your crush every day was a norm for you. so you turn into a cat to be his friend!
🐈⬛💬 taglist (free to join!) : @luvan1 @dollchuya @asqmi @squigglewigglewoo @liviash
"No."
People around you giggle amongst themselves as they pass by. A smile was still plastered on your face as you nodded your head and waved him goodbye. "See you tomorrow then, Dazai-kun!" That was a lie; truth be told you'll see him tonight.
From the corner of your eye, you saw how Dazai interacted with other people — happily chatting to people within his social circle, so unlike him — sure, he was introverted, but you knew that he could be just as social as he hated people.
As he hated you.
Walking home was always a boring adventure. Nothing exciting seemed to catch your attention, like how it does to a normal teenager.
When the sun had set, and people had their windows closed, you finally decided that it's time. Throwing a leg over the short concrete wall, you climb up the fence and onto the rooftop; a random persons rooftop but they didn't have to know.
Digging through your school bag, you pulled out a unique kitsune mask that a jumbo cat had given you one evening. You remember that day like it was the seven stars.
Rubbing your stomach, he whispers, "I wish life was just as beautiful as you are." What should have sent you into cardiac arrest made you purr instead.
You cling onto his vices — his already solitude atmosphere making you calm. "You know.." He says as he lifts you up to examine your face. "..You kind of remind me of someone I know," he continues his little inspection as he plays with your little paws as gently as he could.
You tilt your head, 'What does that mean?' And for some reason, Dazai feels like he could understand you. "I honestly don't know." Oh, who was he kidding? Understanding a cat? Yeah understanding their social cues, not their thoughts.
Dazai bit his inner cheek, your coat keeping him in a trance as he rubs your back. He looks at your eyes; so glistening bright, opposite of his. Full of life like a little midget he knows and.. well, someone who just won't get off his ass.
"[Name]..." He whispers before he could shut himself up. When he sees your spine perk up, he panics a little. "What's wrong?" He asks you, the chills still never leaving your body. Was he seriously thinking about you? What happened to him constantly saying he hated you?
And wanted nothing to do with you? "[Name]," Dazai repeats again but this time you don't give him much of a reaction, trying to act calmer; pawing at his shirt as soon as he says the name. "Meoow!" A long drawn sound escaped from your little mouth, and when another repeat of your name came up, you rub your head against him.
"[Name] huh?" Dazai ponders, "You seem to like that name a lot kitty," he pets your head. "Do you like [name]?"
Dazai smiles when your meow sounded positive. "Yeah.. I like that name too," He admits — which catches your interest real fast. Noticing your new profound interest, Dazai fake coughs. "Sharing secrets aren't my thing but...." He looks around his room, despite it just being you two, he eyes his window before bring his head down to you.
"I guess I can share this one with you," he smiles at you, placing you on your back as he gets up to close his window.
Each piece of foreign information made you happy to say the least.
Sure, it may seem a little creepy to have gain any new knowledge on someone's personal life this way, but that's what made you love him even more.
All the little oopsie daisies and the big successful achievements he makes are all worth sacrificing your human self for just a bit.
Putting the mask on your face, you jump from your two human legs and land on your four paws.
"Do you wish to meet your boy?" A voice from behind you asks. You yelp and jump up from the bench, a big cat eerily smiling your way. It was standing next to the vending machine and had a whole selection of kitsune masks right next to it.
You hopped from roof to roof, in the direction of his house. The outline of his neighborhood finally coming into view.
'What the hell did you do to me?!' You wanted to scream as soon as you saw the world get bigger and your hands more warmer, but what came out was gurgled angry screeches. As if it was mocking your current predicament, it points into a random direction.
"Go see your boy, and thank me later when you're satisfied."
Once you reached the premise of Dazai's house, you scoured around to where his bedroom was and started scratching at the window.
It didn't take long for your beloved to open his window with a platter of food already ready for you. "You must be hungry, huh?" He laughs when you jump inside and run straight towards the leftovers from his dinner.
"[Name], if you eat too fast, you'll choke and die!" The name. Your name sounds so endearing when he says it like that. "Actually, imagine a cat and a human dying together," he continues — rubbing your back.
"Would you be buried next to me?" He questions as you finish your meal, licking the plate clean. Once you turned to him, he picked you up and placed you on his lap as he sat on his bed.
He looks down at you with an expression you couldn't read. "Would you want to be buried with me?" He asks again, albeit a bit sadder this time.
"I do."
#im sorry to all my non a whisker away watchers out there this might be confusing for you#dazai x reader#dazai x y/n#dazai x you#bsd x reader#15!dazai x reader#[🧁] •• library
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I am now home, fed, rested, and festooned in cats.
I had a lot of opinions about the case I was jury on, but I don’t know how much of it I’ll write up; I kept a kind of disjointed journal, but it’s not super coherent. Turns out if I don’t document my thoughts in real time I get bored of my own mind very quickly.
We were jury for a complicated medical civil case; we heard testimony from six doctors and two nurses and saw so much imaging. I’m sure the plaintiff suing the medical center had bigger concerns, and it’s not like you get detail with the internal imaging we had to examine, but it must have been rough on him that in the course of learning about his injuries, which were on his lower body, we also had to look at multiple images of his dick. It certainly startled me when I realized what we were seeing for the first time.
Most of the trial I was kind of okay with just keeping things to myself, writing and thinking about it privately, but I was dying inside that I couldn’t talk to you guys until now about the asshole juror I mentioned earlier. I had intended to use writing about him as a safety valve -- a sort of “Hey I can’t talk about the trial but wait till you hear what That Guy did today” -- but uh.
So I didn’t actually bully anyone off a jury, but for the rest of my life I am definitely going to claim I did.
The second day of trial, the bailiff grabbed me before trial and said the judge wanted to talk to me; I thought I was in trouble but it turns out that he wanted to know about my interactions with the other juror. Apparently the bailiff had seen me step in when he was pestering a fellow (female) juror the previous day. Later he got super aggressive with the bailiff herself, and I guess she saw me watching and gauging whether to step in then, too. (I didn’t end up getting involved because she handled him just fine and also she has a gun.)
The judge questioned me about what I’d seen and done and why I’d done it, and then informed me he was removing the juror from the case based on what I’d told him about the man’s behavior. I’m given to understand there may be a charge of contempt of court and a fine, but I’m not clear on the details and it appears I won’t have to get involved further.
But yeah, that’s why you didn’t hear any more about him. Realistically he was removed for harassment, but I like to think a small part of it is that I fucked with him so visibly and thoroughly that they knew “this jury box isn’t big enough for the both of us.”
Anyway, I’m glad it’s over. I would have liked to have spoken to the plaintiff and his wife after the verdict and expressed my sympathy for what they’d gone through, but I think perhaps understandably they didn’t want to linger. Besides, we found in his favor; he seemed pleased with the outcome and his wife was happy-crying as we left, so I expect the message was understood.
My job is not exactly mindless, but it also doesn’t usually involve paying hardcore attention to complex medical testimony for six hours a day. I am exhausted. Fortunately this weekend is relatively laid back -- my only commitment is to a Pride beach party tomorrow, and I’ve used some of my jury pay to purchase one of those pop-up shade tents, so the plan is to sit in the shade with snacks and beverages and be the Beach Dad.
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" hey emma... " mikey peaked through the kitchen while she's cleaning the dishes they used this afternoon. draken sitting near emma looking at him.
" where can i get, you know that uhm, what's that sanrio character named again? ponyurin? the yellow one? you know that cat looking one? " mikey rambles on flailing his hands describing the character
draken looked at him in confusion while emma who finished her work dries her hand and sits down a seat apart by draken.
" what? " emma says and giggles at the actions her brother is using " do you mean pompompurin? that dog guy with a pudding? " she lets out a giggle again making draken look at her through his peripheral vision secretly admiring her
" yeah yeah! that one! so do you know where i can get some of those? i want to give one to " mikey pauses, smirking and faking a cough in the process " my girlfriend " he says in such a proud tone smirking like an idiot.
" WHAT YOU ACTUALLY GOT TOGETHER WITH MY BESTFRIEND?! " emma stood, palms hitting the table. She couldn't believe that her brother who is usually not one to bother and take interest on teenage love have a girlfriend
" you idiot, you two aren't even dating, Y/n just said hi and waved at you " draken laughs at how his friend is behaving, being delusional in such a simple act you did
" WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! I just know y/n likes me too because she EVEN approached me and asked about my day WHILE BLUSHING "
mikey said with pride while scoffing " i even got to ask her about that ponyurin keychain that dangles on her phone " he scoffed again with his hands on his chin and smiling all widely
" wow what a progress mikey, i mean that sounded like that conversation went well "
emma—who is now sitting beside draken replied with her words laced with sarcasm
" i know right, so this upcoming valentines im going to give her a BIIIIG one of that ponyurin! " mikey smiles dearly at his sister remembering her birthday that draken gave her a stuffed toy and she looked so happy " and i swear that i will ask her to be my girlfriend when i give her that gift " he is practically up in the dreamworld while awake daydreaming about your reaction to his surprise on a special day
" okay! you seem very serious and genuine about your feelings to my bestfriend so i will help you. wait a minute i'll go get changed " emma smiled back and then went away.
Today is valentines day and emma asked me to go to their house so that we can hang out . " i wonder if i can bump into mikey " you thought while skipping on the way to their house
" hi y/n! how are you? " mikey said with enthusiasm to hide his nervousness.
" oh im all fine mikey, how about you, how are you? " telepathically thanking emma for this opportunity while hoping your voice don't give away the nervousness you're feeling.
" oh emma is out with draken at the moment and they'll be home soon. come on lets go to my room while you wait for her " mikey grabbed your hand leading you to his room.
'i hope my hands dont get sweaty now because im so nervous' mikey thought while smiling to himself because he get to hold your hand 'thank you emma, i will treat you to a cafe tomorrow!'
" so what were you going to do with emma anyways? " he asks purposely pausing and facing you so he can see your reaction when he opens the door
" oh i dont even know, maybe watch a movie or just stay inside her room and gossip and do each others makeu— OH WOW SO CUTE!! HI PURIN HI BABY YOU'RE SO CUTE " you sprinted when you saw a big pompompurin sitting on his couch and immediately started squishing his cheeks and fondling with his ears
" i didn't think you even KNOW purin let alone own a big one! " you looked at mikey, mouth agape, rosy hues tinted your cheeks
" no i don't know the guy, i bought that for you y/n " he told you with a grin his signature smile plastered on his face " happy valentines y/n! " he gave you a heart boxed chocolates and a small bouquet of gardenias
still shocked by the gifts your mouth and eyes wide open " w-what are you talking about mikey? do you mean that y— " mikey cut you off, closing the distance between you two and handing you the chocolates and flowers again
" i've always loved the way you care about emma, when you notice your ponyurin keychain and start playing with it, when you talk to her about your day and even recreating the moments in front of her, i also love that no matter how hard your life is, you always find a way to make other people happy. I like you y/n and i want you to be mine. " his eyes staring right at yours make you want to break the staring contest you two have been in for quite some time. Not wanting to break the eye contact you meakly said " isn't it already obvious that i like you too manjiro? " you quickly went and grabbed the big yellow furball so you can hide your face. Your deep red blushing hell of a mess face.
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Prologue
And here we go finally! Part 1 of Maverick Chronicles. Will update on Fridays. Enjoy!
Tumbler: Masterlist: Main, Mav Chronicles ; A03
Even at five, Pete knew his world was changing. The men on the porch caught his mom when she went down, but he’s not sure he’ll ever forget her cries. She’d always been a little distant when his dad was away, but when his dad never came back, he lost his mom as well. She stayed in her room, only emerging to get another drink and restart the song. He hated that song. He’s not surprised when he comes home from school one day a year and half later to find officers at his house and his mom is gone. He doesn’t cry; he lost his mom a long time ago.
None of his relatives wanted him; he was a young child who had already been through too much. He was already acting out at school, getting into trouble, but no one took the time to see that he just needed a little attention, a little love. When none of his aunts would take him, he was placed in the system; a system that wasn’t very kind to him. A system that reinforced his beliefs that no one would want him, that he was inherently bad, that he deserved all the pain and heartache he received. But what he didn’t know was that someone was fighting for him; someone, two someones, wanted him very much.
When he was eight and a half, Mike and Carrie started to come visit. He vaguely remembers Mike working with his dad, but it takes a couple of visits before he warms up to them. The social worker is surprised with how well-behaved and nice Pete is when he is with Mike and Carrie. But they talk to him, they listen, they give him attention and they’re nice to him. He likes them, and he really likes when Mike tells him stories about his dad. He trusts them, and he’s always so sad when they leave. He doesn’t show it, showing his tears are a weakness in his current foster father’s eyes, but he always cries for a solid hour when Mike and Carrie leave. He’s always so surprised when they come back too.
On their fifth visit they bring their daughters Catherine and Jamie with them. Cat’s three years older than him, but she plays with him on each visit, and she seems nice. Jamie is almost one, and she loves using Pete to pull up on. She grins at him every time she does it, and Pete can’t help but smile at her. After their tenth visit, his social worker asks if he’d like to go live with them. He doesn’t believe it, doesn’t believe they could want him full time, but he’s honest and says yes. A week later they’re in front of a judge, and he has to answer a bunch of questions honestly. When it’s over, Carrie pulls him into a hug that’s so tight, he’s sure he’s going to snap in half. “Want to go get your stuff kiddo?” Mike asks.
“I’ve got it,” he says nodding to the backpack that’s beside him.
He sees Mike and Carrie share a look, and he’s afraid he’s already messed up.
“Tomorrow we’ll go shopping; or maybe when we’re back home.”
“I’m fine,” Pete promises. He has all his important mementos and pictures in his backpack with two pairs of jeans and shirts.
Mike gently squeezes his shoulder, but he agrees with Carrie. “Let’s get back to the room, get some food, and book the tickets home.”
It’s a whirlwind after that, and before Pete knows it, he has his own room in a house on the beach in California. His room is between the girls, and they let him decorate it anyway he wants. It takes several months of being there, probably closer to a year if he’s being honest, before he relaxes into the fact that his room isn’t going anywhere. He starts putting his pictures out on the dresser. There’s the one of him and his dad with his dad’s plane in the background. Then there’s the one picture of the three of them where they were happy. When he comes home from school one day, he finds them in a frame next to his bed and he tries not to cry. He finds Carrie in the kitchen cooking; “Thank you,” he tells her quietly from the doorway.
“For what sweetheart?”
“Putting my pictures in a frame. I… I was always afraid they’d get ruined and I’d lose them.”
Carrie kneels down for a hug, but she always waits for him to come to her. Pete runs into her arms, clinging tight.
“You’ll never have to worry about losing them again Pete. We can even make some copies just in case, if you want.”
Pete nods against her shoulder, as he buries his face in her neck. “Thank you mama,” he whispers.
It’s the first time he has called her that, even though both she and Mike have told him they would be more than happy with whatever he called them, but that it was ok to think of them as mom and dad now. She hugs him tighter trying not to cry, and that is how Mike finds them after getting Cat started on her homework and getting some hugs from his two year old.
“Everything ok?” he asks quietly, so as not to startle Pete.
“Yea…. Yea. Everything is perfect,” Carrie gets out. Thankfully, Pete doesn’t notice the tears in her voice, but Mike does. He cocks his eyebrow at her, and she gives him a watery smile.
Even though he’s almost ten now, Carrie picks him up and holds him. Mike walks closer and wraps his arms around them both. Pete lets out a shuddering breath as he clings to Carrie tighter. He feels safe; he feels loved, and he has for the last year.
After a few minutes, Pete wiggles down, giving them a blinding smile before he’s off to do his own homework with Cat while Jamie runs around their feet.
“What happened?” Mike asks once Pete is gone and Carrie falls into his arms letting the tears fall.
“He thanked me for the picture frame and called me mama.”
Mike’s arms tighten around her and he smiles. It took a little longer than they expected, but Pete was finally settled; he was home.
It takes another year before he calls Mike “dad.” Pete had been sick, and Carrie couldn’t get out of work for the day. Even though it was generally frowned upon, Mike had brought him to base to rest in his office while he had class. He didn’t have any hops that day, so he figured it would be fine. When Mike comes back from class, Pete is curled on the couch in Mike’s sweatshirt, looking awful.
“Alright kiddo, ready to go home?” Mike asks, brushing the hair off his forehead.
Pete is burning up, so Mike gets him some more meds and then helps him up. It’s a struggle to get Pete to take them, but he finally manages to get them down, and he rests his head against Mike’s abdomen where he’s standing in front of Pete. His fingers are brushing through Pete’s hair in the way that always calms him, and Pete lets out a shuddering breath. “Don’t feel good, Dad,” he whines.
Mike has to force himself not to react and freak Pete out, but he feels the lump in his throat all the same. “I know bud. Let’s get you home and into bed. How’s that sound?”
“Will you stay?” Pete whispers.
“As long as you want,” Mike promises. He helps Pete up, and gives him his aviators to hide behind even though they’re way too big on the kid, and then leads him out of the office. Once home, Pete curls into his side in bed and promptly falls asleep. That’s how Carrie finds them once she gets home.
At sixteen, Pete starts asking Mike questions about the Academy and joining the Navy. He wanted to be a pilot just like both his dads. Mike was more than pleased to answer any and all of Pete’s questions, and he snuck him on base over summer break more than he probably should’ve. But Pete had him wrapped around his little finger since the day he was born. Mike worked for those two years to get the mission he’d flown with Duke declassified so the truth could be revealed, but it was to no avail. He knew the rumors that swirled around the Navy, and he knew Pete was going to have a hard go at it, but he was still surprised when the rejection letter came. To say Pete was heartbroken was an understatement, and when he asked Mike why he thought he didn’t get in, Mike told him the truth as much as it killed him. Mike watched his carefree teenager transform before his eyes. It was the same stubbornness and determination he’d seen in his long deceased wingman that shown in his kids eyes now, and he knew nothing would stop Pete from finding a way.
What did surprise him was Pete wanting to cut off all contact with them. Pete thought he was protecting Mike and explained it as such. Carrie was able to convince Pete that he was still able to write to her or the girls so they didn’t lose full contact with him, and Mike was relieved. He wasn’t ready to let his kid go just yet. Pete fast tracked through college, and before Mike knew it, his kid was in flight school. It was there that he met Nick and Carole, who took him into their little family like it was nothing. Mike was glad to see him gaining friends and support outside of them, and he hoped it would be a good thing for Pete. Nick and Pete seemed to click so well, and Mike wasn’t all that surprised when he’d heard they were a pilot/RIO pair. He even understood when Pete changed his emergency contacts to Nick and Carole, even if it broke Carrie’s heart just a bit.
Out of flight school, they had a brief station at Pensacola, and it was there that Pete met Tom Kazansky. He’d mostly kept his sexuality to himself as a teenager, but his older sister knew he tended to favor males. He had a suspicion that Mike and Carrie knew as well, but they’d never said anything, so he didn’t either. While it could get him a dishonorable discharge if anyone in the Navy found out, Pete made sure to always be discrete. Hence why Nick didn’t even know. But one look at Tom Kazansky, and Pete knew he had to have him. It took a couple of weeks and several, several, nights at a bar and nightclub, but Pete finally succeeded and got his man. It was one of the hottest and greatest nights of his life if he’s being honest, but the next day, he and Nick were restationed, leaving Tom behind.
In between deployments, he would sometimes sneak home for a short visit; Carrie insisting on seeing him alive with her own eyes. It always felt great coming home, but he was always worried his connection to them would be discovered and he’d ruin Mike’s career. It was the last thing he wanted, knowing how hard his dad had worked for that top position at Top Gun, so he spent a lot of his leaves on his own or with Nick and Carole. They’d done three years of random length deployments, Mav making a name for himself in the Navy and trying to out fly Duke’s ghost, before they were sent to Top Gun. It felt odd knowing he’d actually been the second choice, and if it hadn’t been for Cougar turning in his wings, he’d still be waiting for his chance. But Mav was beyond ecstatic to be going home, and to finally be able to fly with his dad.
#my writing#Maverick Chronicles#pete maverick mitchell#tom iceman kazansky#mike viper metcalf#carrie metcalf#icemav#icemav fic#top gun#tg#top gun fic#tg fic
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Liam had a nice day with D. & me... I think? I mean... our cat was not really pleased about the short Baby-visit, but well, the little man survived it. 😬
An hour after we arrived home, I got a call back from my doc. He said my results were fine, my Baby's fine. I shouldn’t worry. So we went out with Liam. I played with him in a water puddle next to a kids playground. Under that water puddle was a..... small fountain into the ground. I thought it was off.
But that... water-thing turned on, just as I was standing in that puddle with Liam. Of course I got wet. Daniel couldn't stop laughing, but I admit, it was funny.
Once we were back home, I took off my wet clothes. Daniel head back down to the supermarket to buy groceries. Liam slowly got hungry. Our little stinky started to cry. I didn’t have time to go up to the bedroom to change, so I ran around in my underwear almost all day long. To prevent Liam from starving, I gave him half a banana while I prepared his baby food. Only 5 minutes later Daniel was back. I asked him to help me with Liam, so I could prepare our food. But Daniel, he.......wanted something else, me! He got horny. Just because I was in my underwear. I mean, I didn’t mind. I was glad he... liked me. Still, it was odd. This morning he got out of my way. He barely spoke to me, but now suddenly, he can’t keep his hands off me? And secondly, we were not alone! But Daniel didn’t care.
I washed my hands. I stood with my back to him. I thought D. grabbed a spoon to feed Liam, instead he grabbed me. He kissed my neck & touched me, I got goose bumps. I just let him go on for a moment... I could feel, that he wanted me. But Liam was hungry, so D. let go of me and went to our little stinky.
As I was preparing our meal, I thought about us, our situation. I wondered, if I should talk to him? Ask him, what was wrong with him this morning?.... However, I decided to... simply let things run their course. 🤷♀️
After dinner, everyone was full & happy. I looked at them all three. My horny husband, the hungry, dirty baby and our jealous cat. I couldn’t believe it! I actually managed to satisfy them all 3. Me, the only girl in the round. 😁 Okay, I’m honest, Daniel helped me.
Liam that little stinky got totally dirty while eating. But agh, who cares? The main thing he had fun and felt comfortable with us. Only Lucky, our Cat, seemed to have something against Liam’s cheerful, curious mood of discovery. The little one crawled through our apartment. He opened all our drawers he could reach.
He really enjoyed it, until Lucky came along and decided to push Liam. The little one rolled to the side, but he didn’t complain, looking for another quiet corner in our apartment to poop.💩
After Liam took a dump, he just fell asleep on the floor in his pooped diaper. 🤣Daniel and I didn’t get it right away. We were....... busy, but the smell of baby-shit forced me to let go of him. Also, maybe I should finally get dressed?
Anyway. I went back to the kitchen to check on Liam... Oh my, our stinky needs to take a bath. 🤢🤭
While Daniel was cleaning Liam, I went to get dressed. Now that I was no longer naked, I could help D., without him touching me all the time. Of course he was a bit disappointed, but still pretty horny. 🤨 As soon as Liam fell peacefully asleep, Daniel could finally........... vent a bit? 🤭
Ngl, I wanted him too. My hormones were partly responsible. I was pregnant and seeing Daniel with a Baby today, made him even more irresistible to me than usual. Besides, he's hot! Really hot and cute. We can also talk about our probs or the divorce tomorrow, yk? 😬Ugh, I didn’t want to divorce him. 😞💔
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Merry Christmas
Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader
Summary: after being a couple for a little over 5 years, you believe its time to take the next step with your beloved
Warning: nothing!
A/N: Happy Holidays everyone! Hope you guys are having/had a great celebration either with family, friends or even by yourself <33 sorry is this story is a lil out of wack but i hope you guys still like this regardless!!! :DDD
It’s finally that time of the year where it is socially acceptable to blast Christmas songs and to wear your collection of ugly christmas sweaters leading up to your favorite holiday of the year. You’ve always loved Christmas growing up and this year, you plan to make it extra special by finally proposing to the love of your life.. well, that is if you could actually propose.
“I’m so sorry babe but Fury just assigned a really urgent mission and I might not make it back in time for the holidays”
Now typically, you’re used to this kind of situation with your girlfriend being a very reliable member of SHIELD so its not uncommon for Fury or even Hill to assign Nat on a last minute mission. Hell, you’re normally very chill with that and just let it be but with your plans coming up and the stress of preparing your surprise, you just lost your chill.
“Oh i’m gonna kill that man” you grumble as you cross your arms and narrow your eyes at your poor victim girlfriend.
“I know baby and you have every right to get mad, but I promise to wrap it up as soon as I can okay?” She cooes softly as she wraps her arm around your waist while using her free hand to gently untangle your arms so you could hug her back without throwing a punch. “Please forgive me with this, it’s Christmas after all”
“I know thats why I’m annoyed” your eyebrows furrow even further causing Nat to smile softly at how adorable you look. “Don’t give me that smile”
“I know, sweetheart I know” she chuckles softly as she gives you a soft peck on your forehead causing your eyebrows to relax and for her smile to widen. “I’ll make it up to you, and I’ll be leaving tomorrow anyway so-“
“Tomorrow?!” You exclaim causing you to take a step back from Nat’s arms, who tightens her grip on you while giving you a warning look. “Oh that’s unfair”
“I know detka but as I said, I’ll make it up to you when I get back. So please calm down, forgive me, and enjoy our last few hours together before I’ll be gone for a week.. please?” She gives you the puppy eyed look that just melts your heart causing you to sigh in defeat and nod in agreement.
“Please make it back safe alright? I still want to have a girlfriend who’ll come back home to me without a new bullet hole on her” you mumble as you allow yourself to melt into her arms while she gives you a tender kiss on the top of your head as she laughs softly at your teasing.
“Always, baby”
“I’m so lonely” you mumble as you sit in the middle of your living room with Liho keeping you company while you prepare your proposal for Nat. “I know I shouldn’t blame her for this but..”
The meow of response from Liho causes you to stop what you’re doing and glance over to the black cat as he looks at you.
“Yes I know even she didn’t wanna do this but-“ another meow of response causes you to roll your eyes and sigh in thought. “Yea.. she’ll be home soon anyway.. just 2 more days then she’ll be back”
The cat gets up from his very comfortable spot in front of the electronic fireplace and struts towards you, crawling onto your lap and purrs for attention. You chuckle softly as you put down the thing you were working on, and gently run your hand thru his fur. “You know for a cat, you make a lot of sense”
Liho stares at you for a moment before closing his eyes and melts onto your lap while you pet him causing you to laugh.
“Okay you lil shit, if you’re gonna stay here you might as well make yourself useful”
To: Y/N <3
From: Natty <3___<3
Hey babe, I’m almost home and can’t wait to see you. Please dont open my gift for you yet, i’d know <3
“Oh please i’m not that crass” You roll your eyes fondly at the text message before shoving your phone back into your pocket. You clasp your hands together as you look around your masterpiece that you spent almost a month on. “Okay.. you can do this”
You hear a meow from your favorite man as Liho jumps up onto the couch and watches you pick up the ring box from the counter. “You know what to do, now come on its show time”
Nat knows deep in her heart that you’re the one for her since the moment you caught a waiter for staring at her cleavage throughout your 3rd date together and had to make sure the black eye you gave him wouldn’t cause a complaint or anything. She knew that you were someone she could see a future with, which is why she was also devastated to not celebrate Christmas with you so when she ended the mission early and could possibly make it before the day ended, she made sure to fly the jet faster than normal.
As she approaches your shared apartment, she could already hear the faint christmas music playing inside. She couldn’t help but smile as her heart warms up knowing her entire world is just right there. She unlocks the front door with her own set of keys, and enters to see your living room decorated with balloons up on the ceiling and a huge “will you marry me?” banner hanging on the wall with you dressed in the dress you wore in your first date- a black off shouldered dress that ends right below your knees with gold accents throughout the bottom half of the dress that looks like little fireworks- right in front of it with the ring in your hands.
She slowly drops her bags with her eyes glued to you and slowly walks up to you as you nervously fidget with the ring in your hands.
“I know this isn’t really how I imagined this to go but..” you trail off, gulping from the nerves before chuckling softly, something Nat learned to be your nervous tick throughout your years together.
“Before we got together, you said that love is for children and that you aren’t worthy of love because of the ledger and stuff.. I told you then that it wasn’t true and that everyone deserves a second chance” you trail off as you feel your emotions starting to bubble up your throat causing your voice to break a little only for you to clear your throat and try to get thru the speech you prepared. “I never told you this but at that moment, I promised to myself and to whoever is out there listening that I’d do anything and everything to make sure that you’d never feel unworthy of what should be the most beautiful emotion out there ever again.. you deserved to be loved by someone may it be me or someone else- though preferably me”
Nat rolls her eyes slightly at the last comment before chuckling softly. She wipes her tears with the back of her hand as she continues to listen.
“I can’t promise a perfect marriage because who are we kidding, we’re literally the two most stubborn people in this galaxy” you start as you couldn’t help but tease, allowing Nat to laugh out at the truth behind that causing you to smile. “But I can promise you to always be here, waiting for you to come home everyday and to love you with my entire being and more because while I know I dont have the power to fight bad guys, I do have the power to love you the way you deserve so.. Natalia Romanova.. will you marry me?”
“Oh sweetheart” Nat starts as she gets down on her knees in front of you so she could cup your face, wiping the tears rolling down your cheeks with the pad of her thumbs. “Yes I’ll marry you”
“Really?” You can’t help but ask as your eyes light up. Nat couldn’t help but melt at the sweet innocence you have and grins as she nods.
“Of course, I wanted to propose to you when I got home” your eyes widen at the confession as you watch Nat take out the ring from her bag and you both laugh at the possibility of having the same proposal plans. You put the ring onto her finger as she does the same to you, allowing the other to just admire the rings on your fingers.
“Gosh I love you so much Nat, Merry Christmas” you say with so much emotion that she couldn’t help but swoon at the thought of marrying someone like you. You wrap your arms around her neck as she wraps her arms around your waist, resting your forehead against hers as she gently gives you a soft peck on the lips.
“Merry Christmas detka, everything I have and everything I am is all yours”
#natalia romanova x reader#natasha x reader#natasha romanoff x you#natasha romanoff fluff#natasha romanova x you#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff#natalie rushman x reader#natasha romanoff imagine
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How the Wolf,
Snuffed Christmas
A Holiday RemixLevi Special!
Based off a Prompt! An @aller-geez Request!
⚠️Content Warning⚠️
Contagion M, Snz Fic, Sniffles, Cold Fic,
Sick Fic, Fluff
Description: This Fic is Loosely based off a prompt by Mimikusu.
Remi and Levi are long distance lovers who met online when they were teens. Now they’re adults and they can finally meet up! So the leopard flies the wolf out for Christmas to enjoy the festivities together as they both had come from broken families. Remi however, has come down with something gnarly, will it ruin the holiday magic? Can he hide it?
Levi practically bounced where he stood in the airport lobby waiting patiently for the sight of his long distance on and off boyfriend. For years the two were crazy about each other but due to distance they would often go back and forth between dating and just friends. They were obsessed with one another though and never went a day without talking. This time, Levi had saved up enough money to fly the man out, and he was more than excited to finally meet the other he’d been talking to since he was 13.
He stood there, waiting, and waiting before he saw him. The tall raven haired man came walking with the swagger of a mafia boss, glaring at each passing citizen that bumped him. It wasn’t long before their eyes connected, and they each broke out in a huge smile. Levi took off into a full sprint toward the large man, and immediately flung his body onto him like a spider monkey. Clinging to Remi’s body the two embraced each other tightly and without reserves, or hesitation Remi brought their mouths in for a heated, passionate kiss. When they pulled away, Remi pressed his forehead to the other’s and smiled deeply. “Heya, Kitten,” both of them out of breath and just happy to see each other.
“I can’t believe you’re here!” Levi squeaked as he twirled to the other’s side and reached for Remi’s one suitcase.
“Hey! Don’t you dare! Gimme that,” the man swooped the leopard’s hand into his own threading their fingers gently together before his other gripped hold of his own suitcase. “ANYWAY, where we headed?” Asking Levi with a charming side smirk that caused the smaller’s heart to race the moment he saw it.
“I figured we could go down to the Mall actually! There’s a Christmas Market happening this whole week there and I thought it was would be super fun to go to!” Remington’s heart dropped and he immediately wanted to get on a flight back home. He hated Christmas anything, his mother had ruined it for him. Every year she’d go on a tangent about how his dad left them with nothing and that’s why Christmas always sucked and there’s no gifts. Then she’d get doped up on horse and pass out. Happy Holidays.
Yet, when he looked down at the other’s excited face twisted in joy he couldn’t dare shatter that. So he nodded. “Okay but can we possibly go tomorrow? I really need to shower and get settled before I go walking around,” he chuckled loosely, scratching the back of his neck nervously, hoping he wasn’t disappointing the other in this moment.
“Good idea, we can go early and enjoy the whole day! They have a pumpkin pancake breakfast that is to die for but it’s only in the morning at the Cinnamon roll shop! So we can do that !” The cat was practically radiating with excitement and Christmas joy. Remi, not so much, but every second he was around the beaming cat, it didn’t NOT lift his spirits a bit.
The two of them sauntered quickly through the airport and out the doors toward the parking garage so they could start their Holiday Magic.
Two Hours Later
Remi and Levi were laid up on the couch watching Home Alone, hanging out in their jams. The wolf had his arm slung around the smaller’s shoulders, the cat snuggled comfortably within the crook of his boyfriend’s arm pit. “This is so fucking nice….” The white haired male sighed sweetly, squeezing the larger’s hand that was clasping his own.
“I have wanted this for so long, you have no idea,” Remi replied with a light chuckle, but something felt so unsettling about this perfect little pocket of happiness. His head felt hot and there was something off…? Scratchy? Unpleasant? He couldn’t place the feeling that was building within the base of his throat, but it wasn’t good. He knew that. He’s felt this before. Casually, trying to avoid drawing attention to himself, the man coughs into the crook of his free arm. “Sorry, heh, smokers lungs,” the blue eyed male looked up at the larger and noticed a hue of red splashed across the older’s face and raised a brow curiously.
“You sure? You look a little flushed there baby,” he reached up to try and attempt a temperature check, but the wolf slyly gripped his wrist and pressed a passionate, irresponsibly placed kiss upon the smaller’s lips and immediately melted within it. The black haired male rolled his tongue across the surface of Levi’s lower lip, before pulling back an inch, with a trail of saliva still connecting them.
“Just struggling to keep my hands off you…” he distracted the other smoothly in his flawless succession of avoiding being sent to quarantine. He was probably fine, just long day and jet lag.
“Oh yeah? I can’t be too mad about that,” the leopard smirked, wiggling his eyebrows before slowly sliding into the larger’s lap.
Another Hour Later
After rolling around the apartment against each other’s bodies for the first time ever since they started dating, both men found themselves naked, and sprawled across Levi’s Queen size bed. Sure they’d had FaceTime fun and sexted often, but this was a new level of intimacy that really escalated the way Levi felt about the large man, and vice versa. Speaking of, the leopard was completely passed out as the clock turned to 2am, but Remi lay awake, staring at the ceiling with an aching suspicion. If he went to bed now, it was certain he would awaken with a headache, leaking nose and burning fever. He just knew it, and it would be a miracle if the small male didn’t wake up feeling the same exact way. He knew all too well it was irresponsible, what he did. Defiling his lover like so while knowing damn well he was coming down with a horrible hankering cold, but fuck he needed him. It had been years, and nothing compared to being with him physically at last. He was hoping he could ask for forgiveness later.
It was fine, it was probably not that big of a deal in reality. It was probably just a light sniffle and throat tickle, and he could still go about his day. No biggie. He could keep it a secret, and it wouldn’t ruin the festivities he was reluctant to be apart of. He took a deep breath in. For him. He’d do it all for him. His head turning slightly to gaze upon the leopard’s peaceful sleeping face. Yeah, he could do it for him. No problem.
The Next Morning
Remi awakened, to an empty bed. He almost panicked, was it all a dream? He didn’t actually save for months and wasn’t in the loving arms of the boyfriend he had been dying to meet for years? His heart racing he quickly sat up, and regretted it. Why? Two reasons. He wasn’t hallucinating, or dreaming, he really was in Levi’s home, visiting but also….his head swam with disfunction, his vision going in and out of clarity as the pounding centered his now awakened cranium. He sniffled, his nose noticeably agitated. It was worse than he had feared. He was sick, sick.
The sound of energetic Christmas music echoed down the hall, and he already could assume where it was coming from. Sighing with deep dissatisfaction with the state of his current depleting health, the wolf tried to sit up, but it only made the throbbing in his head more profound. He winced, his half lidded eyes squinting in agony. “God fucking damn it…” he hissed through gritted teeth and a clenched jaw. How was he supposed to go out Christmas shopping under these conditions? He can’t. That’s how. He slumped back into bed, and closed his eyes….what if he just like, slept it off a little longer? That could work right? As he felt himself slowly drifting away from his consciousness…Levi came barreling through the door, the sound of Christmas music much louder now as it echoed from the leopard’s Bluetooth speaker attached to his belt.
“Rise and shine sleepy head! It’s time to get our holiday spirit on!” Giggling happily the white haired male pounced onto the bed and thusly, atop the wolf. “Let’s go let’s go!” He shook the larger loosely, who truthfully, wanted to die.
“Hnnnn….” He groaned in protest as he continued to lay put, the cat giggled, only finding this display to be rather humorous before sliding to a stand and yanking the covers clear off the other.
“No, hnnnnn….up! Let’s go! Pumpkin pancakes! Buying Christmas sweaters, decorating the tree….lets go !” The raven haired man growled from deep within his chest as the cold air left goosebumps across his skin. The sudden feeling of being cold, wasn’t just its usual chill, but like he might freeze to death. He shivered. Finally, leering his eyes open and sighing with exaggeration.
“You’re lucky you’re cute….” He said, peeling himself from his stomach to his back as Levi happily grinned ear to ear.
“I am, aren’t I?” He giggled kissing the man atop the tip of his nose. “Get dressed, I’ve got coffee ready, just gotta get this show on the actual road!” Clapping his hands, the man was already dressed in a soft pair of cashmere lounge pants, along a baby blue sweater over a grey tank and some grey moccasins. Something casual, warm, and eventually, he’d swap the top out for something more festive. He was all “Gumdrops and Figgy Pudding” while Remi wanted to stick his head into a fryer and call it a day. Alas, he did sit up, despite his body screaming at him to stay horizontal.
“I’ll give you some privacy! Meet me in the kitchen~” Levi winked at his lover before bounding off, taking all his energy and Christmas joy with him. Leaving Remi as an empty husk, his throat tickling and constricting the longer he was awake.
“Please….Not now…” he begged as he tried to scratch the itch that persisted by rubbing the blanket across his nose violently allowing the clicking crackle of his cartilage to fill his ear drums. It was almost sweet relief, until he pulled away. It attacked him like a criminal on the street, just out of complete left field. He sneezed. “iit’shHIEW!! H’iish’ue!” Twice into the open air in front of him, taking him not only by surprise but by force. Even if he had wanted to stop it from coming out, he couldn’t have. He snuffled with a moistened schluck of snot down the back of his sinuses, trying to get a grip on himself. He shook his head, mouth a gap as he couldn’t breath through his newly stuffed nose.
“I’b fugged….” He snorted, coming to a stand and sliding his bare arm across his glistening and dampened nostrils, god they were so full. “You god did Rebi….jus be cool….” He took a deep breath in through his mouth, but something about the cold air surrounding him made his throat close up and with another surprising blow, he sneezed again. “Hnkt'KNXTuhh! Hnnnn….” A fine mist of saliva escaped him, he tried to keep it back but it washed around him like a spritz of Febreze. He complained afterwards, digging through his bag, wiping his nose every 20 seconds to keep the mess within him contained. How much longer must he endure this session of agony? Digging out a black shirt, his orange hoodie and some black jeans, he begrudgingly and unwillingly, got dressed. What a nightmare. It took him far too long to get dressed and it was concerning to the cat waiting on him in the other half of the house.
“Rem? You okay?” He called out to the room, asking with a slight edge of nervousness. Did he hit his head and pass out? Or simply fall back asleep?
“Yeah, I’m comin!” There were signs of life, not just the slightly muffled sounds of surprise coming from within. Yes, Levi had distantly heard Remi sneezing but he didn’t think much of it, probably just adjusting to the smell of the man’s plug in scent. Either way his mind was less on Remi himself and more of what he planned to do with him! It was going to be a magical day full of holiday joy and spirit.
However once the two of them were in the car, driving in their way to the festivities, Levi noticed an undeniable shift in the larger’s demeanor and overall attitude. He was silent. Almost as if he was pouting in the passenger seat. “What’s wrong?” The cat asked reaching over to touch the man’s knee while he drove the vehicle with his other hand.
“I just….Christmas brings up a lot of stuff for me…no biggie, don’t let me ruin the vibes though,” he tried to reassure the cat by brushing off the inner trauma that was boiling inside him along side his sickness. Normally, he could push away the sad boy feelings but with the feeling of his illness getting worse, his gut churning with displeasure, it was harder for him to ignore all the bad feelings he was consumed by. Essentially, turning him into a stick in the mud. Yet, it didn’t seem to phase Levi even in the slightest, he could only smile tenderly and grab Remi’s hand, squeezing it with reassurance.
“It’s okay, holidays are hard for me too….but we have each other this year, and we will make new memories!” There it was, that sparkle of positivity and light that Remi was always so drawn to when it came to the leopard. He could almost swoon and melt but if he let his guard down for even a split second, he would be caught up, and the festivities would be ruined. Today Remi had a choice…..ruin the magic with his strengthening illness or suck it up and make this holiday the most magical season of Levi’s whole life. Should he choose wisely, it could benefit them both. He looked over and smiled, genuinely over at the freckled man.
“Yeah, you’re right….” The moment between them lingering before they pulled up to the parking lot. The whole place was decked out in heavy Christmas decor, wreaths, lights and tinsel all strewn about the lights and buildings. “Wow it’s like Santa came down and threw up all over the place,” he chuckled, earning a decently enthused giggle from his mate.
“Isn’t it so pretty though?” Parking the vehicle in one of the hard to find, by this point in time, spots amongst the lot. “Oh man I hope we didn’t miss the pancakes!” Almost now completely in a rush as the cat pulled the key out the ignition and basically hopped from the vehicle. “Come on Remi!” He urged the other while Remi took a moment of silence to himself, he brought his index up and tickled his nose, just enough, just right…a little to the left… “hh—hEhTXSSHhh’ih!”finally…he had to indulge if only a little, or else who the fuck knows when he’d blow. Quickly trying to rid his face of the evidence he cleaned himself up, sniffled loudly and proceeded to force his way out of the car. “Let’s fucking do this….” He motivated himself before his feet hit the gravel of the parking lot. Once the ball was rolling the two of them, hand in hand, made their way inside, if not at a slightly rushed pace. Levi really wanted those pancakes.
“Have you had their breakfast before?” Remi asked curiously as he was more or less dragged toward the large shopping building.
“My mom, my sisters and I would come here for Christmas before things got really bad….” He smiled softly, remembering the the times with them fondly but happier to make new memories that weren’t tainted by the reality of what happened next. “I haven’t had these pancakes since the year Erin died,” his voice much more solemn as he remembered the void her death had left in their family. Remi sniffled against the cold air, one part from the oozing illness that leaked from his orifaces but in part because, he knew the story of Erin. How she overdosed and it shattered the entire family apart. Connie ran off with some dope dealer, his mom took her own life 2 years later and Levi was left to celebrate the holidays, alone.
Things weren’t always perfect before but they were decent enough…the hard days he would escape and Remi was always right there waiting for him on the other end of the screen. He relied on him. He felt whole again, when he was standing with him now, hand in hand. Determined to reinstate the things he loved about the holidays! The larger squeezed Levi’s fragile palm in his own calloused and roughened one, looking over and down at those cerulean beauty’s, he smiled, hiding the slick sound of “sNdf…” with a followed cough. As if that was going to make a difference, but regardless he grinned “well I can’t wait to try these magical pancakes then,” in return he received a brightened Levi, who’s eyes shut to relish in the feeling of the other’s positive validation.
They got up to the restaurant and Levi looked around before getting the attention of a nearby waitress. “Hi, Miss? Did we make it in time for the Christmas breakfast?” The woman stopped and looked around first, and at her watch second.
“Oooo 10:02 you just missed it, I’m so sorry,” instantly Remi felt bad. If he hadn’t been so resistant to get up, they’d have made it. If he had just simply gotten out of the damn bed, and didn’t fall back asleep….the wolf narrowed his harsh emerald eyes and then cleared his throat.
“You sure you can’t make an exception? It’s not that difficult to make like four more pancakes right?” He scoffed, almost with an aura of swagger to him, Levi bit his lower lip, his gaze turning back and forth between the two. The lady crossed her arms against her chest and raised a thin eyebrow.
“Sir, if I serve you up past the cut off time, others will also want to, and that opens us up to serious criticism that we could face backlash for next year….maybe next time, get out of bed earlier,” Remi almost stepped back from the heat this lady was putting off. Did she just? Did she just SASS him?
“Alright lady, you can try without the cunty ass attitude next time,” he spat back at her before very abruptly, and aggressively shoveling the rack of brochures over, papers scattering across the restaurant floor. “Let’s go babe, I’m sure I can probably make you something better than these jackasses,” mumbling crossly under his breath before pulling the cat from the scene altogether. Levi blinked a few times, before getting the chance to process he found himself outside the restaurant now and the distant sound of Christmas music echoing inside the mall.
“Remi, that was kind of mean…it’s not her fault we missed the time,” Levi looked up at the wolf now who was practically cartoonishly steaming from his ears. However, the combination between Levi’s words and look on his face immediately caused the large man to break.
“Fuck….you’re right….sndf…” He snuffled gently, looking away, he felt embarrassed, he couldn’t keep his cool for ten seconds and just called that lady out of name for some fucking pancakes. He sighed. “I’m really sorry about that….look let’s go look for those sweaters and I promise, either I can make you some pancakes later, or we can try again tomorrow for pancakes…I fucked up, that was on me….I felt bad cause I didn’t get up in time….I took it out on her,” he shook his head, looking down at his feet, he scratched the back of his neck. What was he going to do? The rage only built up so fast because truthfully, the small walk from car to building wore him out. He was getting impatient with this cold brewing inside him, taking control of who he is.
Yet with determination to keep it at bay, he swallowed it to have a better experience with his boyfriend. “I forgive you, Rem, it’s okay, we all have our moments….we can try again tomorrow, I know you’ll really like them…and we can bring the waitress an apology gift as well,” the wolf did not like this idea, he wanted to sink into a puddle and throw a fit. However, he restrained himself well, he even put on a tender enough smile, and said
“Good idea, Kitten,” pulling the smaller male into his chest with a swift motion, and kissing him on top of his white hairs. Levi giggled holding closely to Remi for a moment before reluctantly pulling away. Lucky for the wolf, as the wild strands of hair had just started to rejuvenate that once faded feeling of needing to sneeze.
“Christmas sweaters????” His face beamed again, there it was. He managed to bring that gleam back to his favorite person’s face, it couldn’t get much better than that. A good enough distraction, well, motivation to eat whatever was brewing upward. Nodding with a low chuckle he agreed, taking each other hand in hand again before making their way swiftly toward the first store decorated in the appropriate festivities, Spencer’s. They didn’t have to look very far before they ran face first into the holiday attire up for sale in the front of the store. The cringiest, most foul sweaters painted their eyes and immediately it warranted a loud cackle from the white haired male.
“Oh my god I want this one,” a blue black and white themed Christmas sweater with, well, festively decorated dicks all over it, with the words “All I want for Christmas” sprawled crudely along the top of the holiday peeni. Remi almost choked on his laughter, shaking his head back and forth. He wanted to lose himself in this moment completely, but he could feel that feeling again, making itself more and more known through each passing second. His head burning, knees weakening and mouth salivating. He was going to crack. He needed to press on but his body was rejecting him. Doing what he could to swallow it, he scanned over the options of sweaters before landing on one he actually liked.
“Okay but this one? I like them real big and sprucey? Too good…” his hand draping over the red material of the sweater he was pointing out. They both shared another moment of giggles and chatter as they shuffled through the different options. “I don’t know, I still really like thick and sprucey…..” trying to be slick, he turned his head, and snuffled into his jacket, “SnDdf…” Levi noticed the action but didn’t think too much into it, as he figured, maybe the wolf was trying to place a scent. There were a few bad ones that wafted past them. The cat ignored it, looking back to the sweaters.
“Yeah I don’t blame you, I really like the dicks one….” Pausing in contemplation before he chirped again “Lets get em!” he nudged the wolf with his elbow, the raven haired man raising a brow before smirking at his boyfriend with approval.
“Bet,” he pulled out his wallet and handed the leopard his card. “On me, go get em… Imma look at their band tees real fast,” Levi nodded before scampering off, and truthfully, Remi did want to browse the shirts, but in reality, he just wanted a moment alone to….
Looking around once, twice, he brought the back of his hand up to his nose and began to violently scratch at it, pushing it into circles, the flesh of his hand getting wet with ick. “Fuuuuu….” He almost moaned it felt so good. As much as he wished this was a solution, it really only made matters infinitely worse because that small itch turned into a very pronounced sensation. Static started to fill his brain, and his eyes began to water….the incense burning throughout the store was also not in fact helping him fight it off. Levi was still in line….it wouldn’t hurt to just… “-h’dtTISHh! ,” he covered his mouth with two palms clasped around his face, allowing whatever mess he left, to scatter across his hands. He pulled them back but the light caught his slowly opening eyes and once again found himself lurching forward “HI’DTSCHIEW!” This was much louder and caught the attention of another nearby customer.
“Bless you!” She said kindly, nodding her head in his direction. Remi ignored it. He had to get himself back to normal, he had to find the strength inside his soul to swallow whatever was still wanting to burst out of him. He groaned, wiping his nose on the inside of his sweater, then his eyes against the hem of his sleeves. He looked over in the small mirror by the hats and found himself looking presentable enough under the dense lighting of the store. Having just gotten it together he turned around, spooked to see Levi standing there bag in hand.
“What if we put these on and took some photos with Santa??” The male wiggled back and forth with his hands gripping the handle of the store bag, twisting it with excitement. The other’s eye twitched. A photo? With Santa? He wanted to rip his own arms off and eat them over taking a picture with Santa but the second he made any sign of dismay at the idea, Levi’s face also fell a bit. Shaking his head and hands Remi panicked.
“No no it’s fine I just….I look terrible….” He muttered trying to be as truthful as he could. He did. So he thought.
“You’re handsome! Stop that!” He frowned and furrowed at the other. Remi took a deep breath in and plastered the best smile on his face that he could.
“Thanks Kitten, alright, let’s go get that photo,” he really would absolutely do anything for the cat, including swallow his own rage and pain to give the man a lifetime of a happy memory. He swore he wouldn’t allow himself to ruin it, and this was him holding himself to that. They left Spencer’s and crossed the mall in order to get in line at the photo station with Santa and the “North Pole”. While inching closer to the front every few minutes, Levi pulled out their sweaters and encouraged Remi to slide off his hoodie for an exchange. He did so, but at what cost, for the fabric slid and tickled his aching nose on it’s way off. Oh god. It was gonna happen again wasn’t it? No he had to hold it in….or should he get it out before? He panicked. Now he had a time crunch and a decision to make in it.
Was he supposed to sneeze right now and play it off like he’s just allergic to something in the air or wait til after the photo and risk blowing his top on Chris Kringle? What to do what to do….he pulled the sweater over top his head and Levi did the same. He was still locked in choice paralysis, unable to decide which of the two options would make more sense but it was too late by the time he figured he could confidently make that choice….he and Levi were up next. “Okay just pose with Santa and on the count of 3 say Merry Christmas!” The employee dressed in a cheap elf costume tried to speak with enthusiasm but just the same as Remi, they both did not wanna be here. He took a deep breath and walked toward the strange man in the Santa costume. It’s fine. It’s no big deal.
In fact, he felt like it was going away after all, maybe he would be able to have one good memory of this mall trip. He stood on the left side of the man’s throne and Levi stood on the right hand side, both men posing with a cheerful grin, but as the camera man began to count down. 3….
Remi scrunched his nose, trying to fight it, but it only got stronger. He did it again. 2….this time a larger circle and putting his all into it. Nothing worked and by the count of 1 as the flash hit his eyes, he was already mouth wide open. “Hd’IZTSsHHhhh’ih!!!” Loudly and rudely the mist of sick and saliva sprinkled across the unsuspecting Santa‘s face, the camera capturing the horrendous moment forever in a single shot that would certainly be pulled out every year for a laugh. The look of absolute disgust written across Kringle’s face, Levi standing there innocently smiling, blissfully unaware of how this photo was going to turn out, and Remi, slacked jawed, one squinted eye, one buldging…sneezing across the man himself. Mr Clause. He would be apologetic, but he just felt shameful. “I’m….so fucking sorry….” He admitted to the stranger who only blinked twice and immediately worked to wipe off the dust spackle of germs that had assaulted his face.
“Merry Christmas,” the man said with a stone cold tone, and immediately Remi took his leave, didn’t stop to get the photo or even take a glance at what horrors awaited him. No. He just found himself a nice spot behind a big fake tree to hide his beating red face. He just sneezed onto a complete stranger, in front of a camera….IN FRONT OF HIS BOYFRIEND. He’d never been more humiliated. He was stunned. Why did the universe hate him so much? His knees buckled under the weight of his stress and also at the burning fever that now raged inside his head. There wasn’t any coming back from this and when he was approached by Levi who held the envelope of evidence in hand, he shyed from the idea of even making eye contact.
“Remi, are you okay?” He asked gently, stepping closer to the man, noticing a complete difference in his demeanor now, almost like a kicked puppy.
“No….Im sick…and I probably just got that guy sick and in a few days, probably you too….” He confessed and with the most pitiful look written across his face, managed to gaze over at Levi. “I’m really sorry I didn’t tell you…”
“Hey….,” Levi stepped closer reaching out to caress Remi’s face “Hey…it’s alright, I get why you did,” he shrugged his shoulders simply, trying not to make a big deal out of the situation, just continuing to brush his hand across the larger’s flushed cheek.
“You do?” Pathetic green eyes looked up into sympathetic blue ones.
“You wanted me to have a good time here, and to create that memory, huh?” Levi’s gentle gaze, was like a tender hug, a caress in itself and immediately washed away Remi’s need to bury his head in the sand. He loosened.
“Yeah….” Responding with a softened tone now, still listening and waiting for the rest of what the man was going to say.
“Well, we did!” He giggled, Remi now looked puzzled and stood a bit straighter, the cat wrapped his arms loosely around the larger.
“I’ll always remember this Christmas as the one where you FULLY sneezed on Santa,” Lifting his hand up to cover his mouth while he laughed, Remi furrowed his brows and shook his head.
“Nooooo….i don’t want that….” He groaned loudly throwing himself back against the fake tree with dramatic embarrassment again.
“No but Remi this picture is so fricken funny….” He tried to shimmy it out of the envelope but Remi blocked his view of seeing it with an open hand.
“Stooooop I’ll vomit…dude it’s so fucking embarrassing… he was so mad…” groaning, he couldn’t help but feel panicked again. God that guy probably hated him, and if he didn’t now he for sure would later.
“Fuck him,” Levi laughed before wrapping his arms around the other again and setting his cheek against him. “I appreciate you…I had a good time, but let’s get you home to rest okay?” He looked up, chin resting on the other’s chest now.
“Alright, I can’t deny I’d give my two front teeth to lay down in bed right now…” he groaned letting his head fall to rest on Levi’s. After a moment of allowing the wolf to use him as a crutch, they slowly peeled away from each other.
The two of them gathered their things and made their way out of the mall, trying to avoid any contact with people as they did so. While also attempting to keep the mood light, Levi played music on their way back, so Remi could rest his mind, which he did, enough to even fall asleep in the car. When they arrived back at the house it almost felt like he teleported. “Rem, we’re home,” the cat tapped his boyfriend’s shoulder gently to wake him. “Let’s get you in bed, hm?” He smiled over at the half alive man.
“Mmh…Kay…” he responded, Levi helped him unbuckle his seat belt as he had struggled by himself to do so. Then managed his way out of the door, stumbling into the house. “What ‘bout couch?” By this time, standing felt a whole lot worse than it had before they had gotten in the car. Now it felt like gravity was pulling him straight down into the depths of hell where he belonged.
“No, no, come on, you can make it to the bedroom, I believe in you,” he let out an airy laugh, scrambling under the man’s arm to help almost float him toward the room. “Shoot….I let you sleep for 15 minutes and your body shuts completely down! I swear!” He huffed, holding quite the weight against him as he shoveled the man into bed, plopping him on top of the mattress with a loud *THUMF* “There…now let me go get you some meds, and water and you can go to sleep after,”
“What about decorating the tree?” Remi’s voice raspy with sleep, but still concerned for his little cat’s holiday.
“We can do that in a few days when you’re feeling stronger okay? Don’t worry about it right now,” threading his fingers through the wolf’s slightly dampened hair.
“Okay….Levi?” Remi asked in a gentle tone, almost like a shy child.
“Yes, baby?” The white haired man responded with tender caution, turning as he paused in the doorway.
“I love you,” The wolf’s mouth pulled into a half smile and his eyes sparkled with genuine gratefulness and love. Truthfully he hadn’t ever felt so loved, so cared for in all his entire life.
“I love you too, handsome,” his response followed by a softened smile, he just wanted to curl up next to him, but knew without proper care the wolf would only get worse. So out the door he went to retrieve the proper meds and supplies.
Though they didn’t make the memories Levi was expecting to this Christmas season, he was more than happy with the ones they made. Was it messy? Yes. But so were the moments he had as a kid, but this was much more comforting. A sick partner laid up in his bed, as he tended and mended him back to health. A photo of the memory they would look back on and be able to laugh at. The leopard truly couldn’t have asked for anything better, and in return neither could the wolf. He couldn’t remember the last time he had felt so seen, supported and taken care of. This WAS special, even if it seemed a little mundane.
For the first time in both their adult lives, they had Christmas spirit again, and were actually incredibly grateful for it.
The End.
Author’s Notes: Oops dropping a fluffy snzy Christmas fic in Jan. I hate myself too guys :^) this was supposed to end with smut but if I wanted to get this out before next holiday, I gotta be honest, I had to take it out. I can’t write smut to save my LIFE right now. However I hope you enjoyed this fun little Christmas themed snack. I’ll do better next year 😭🤣 @aller-geez did the art and owns Remi!
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Gonna send you in a request since I'm depressed, and fucking lonely.
Shinsou with a they/them afab reader who has insomnia with him.
They cuddle and talk about cats pretty much all night until they actually fall asleep( the partner, and Shinsou does awhile after them after watching them sleep peacefully for once )
THANK YOUUU
Well Aevyn, I definitely will write this😃👍Since I basically wanted to write a fanfic that would involve atleast talking about cats and another insomnia fanfic would definitely be interesting to write about, request is granted😁👍And you're welcome🤗
😺💜Let's Cuddle And Talk About Cats Until, I'm Able To Sleep, Babe💜😺((Adult) Hitoshi Shinsou x afab (assigned female at birth) They/Them Reader)
Genres: Comfort and Cuddling
Both you and your pro hero, boyfriend Hitoshi Shinsou have been living together for atleast a couple years. Both you and Shinsou have known eachother's history of insomnia before the both of you started to live with eachother in the home you share with him. One night, Shinsou has came up with an idea to help, not only himself sleep, however to also help you sleep.
You ended up having more trouble with being able to sleep than usual, which Shinsou had a feeling you would. You said, "Hey, Shinsou... Since my insomnia is preventing me from being able to sleep, worser than usual, I would like to cuddle and chat with you, while I wait to sleep...". He then replied, "Ofcourse (afab they/them reader name)... I would be more than happy to... I haven't been able to sleep with my insomnia bothering me either... I honestly don't mind cuddling and chatting with you anyways, my sweetie...", as he started to cuddle with you.
While Shinsou cuddles with you he then asked, "Since we both have trouble sleeping and we're both cuddling, what would you like to talk about?". You answered, "Well, Shinsou... Since we both like cats, I would like to chat about cats until I fall asleep, Shinsou, babe...". The both of you then decided to chat about cats.
Both you and Shinsou had such an amazing talking about cats. You mentioned about your favorite breed of cats and he mentioned about his favorite cat breed, as well. The both of you also mentioned about how cute and cuddly cats are, as you both find them super adorable. It's a very good thing that cats are your favorite animal and Shinsou's favorite animal, as well. And the best part the both of you can talk a whole lot about cats.
As hours went by, Shinsou mentioned, "Well, (afab they/them reader)... I decided we're going to see about getting our very own pet cat, tomorrow... Since cats are out favorite animal and we enjoy talking about cats, I think having a cat living with us would definitely be an amazing idea...", as he smiled. You then replied, "Come thinking of it, having a cat in the house would definitely be a great idea. Cats are, so cute and having atleast one cat live with us would definitely make our lives more fun and relaxing, as well...".
You then started to yawn, as you then said, "Night, Shinsou... I love you...". He replied, "Night, (afab they/them reader)... I love you, too.", then kisses your forehead, as he watches you fall asleep. Shinsou smiled, as then thought to himself, as he then said to himself, "I'm definitely getting a cat for both (afab they/them reader) and I... Maybe it will make our lives more fun and relaxing like they said...", before he yawned and fell asleep, while still cuddling with you, into a peaceful slumber. Shinsou is glad he talked to you about cats, as it definitely helped the both of you, inorder for both you and Shinsou to have a good night's sleep...
💜😺The End😺💜
Okay my Tumblr Peeps, I hope you enjoyed this fanfic with Shinsou in it😃👍And @hitoshislover I really hope you enjoyed this Shinsou fanfic, as well😺👍I enjoyed writing this fanfic and I hope this fanfic will make your night🌃😺👍
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Since AO3 is struggling at the moment, I'll post this here for now and put it on AO3 later. This is set before "Reading Glasses", a story I wrote some time ago.
Edit: Now posted to AO3! HERE
Step One (Reading Glasses)
When Antonio suddenly appeared beside him and excitedly held up a drawing he did, Bruno tipped backward in surprise. After a breath, he took the picture and held it further away from his face so he could see it properly. "Oh wow, this is great! Is it Chispi?"
"Yeah! Chispi sat and let me draw her even though I can't talk to her right now."
"That was nice of her. I wish my rats would sit still for a portrait. Very nice job, Antonio."
"Thanks, Tío!"
Antonio took his picture back and ran out of the house to show it to the next family member he wanted to see it. All of the Madrigals were in temporary accommodations until Casita was rebuilt, so he was running from house to house.
Pepa watched the interaction with a small smile, happy that her brother is finally back with them and can meet her little boy.
Beside her, Julieta, who usually noticed things first, hummed and lifted an eyebrow. "Bruno, how are your eyes?"
"Hmm?" He looked up, "What do you mean?"
"Well both Pepa and I have reading glasses now, so I was wondering if you also needed some."
"Oh. Hmm, no, I think I'm alright?" Bruno shrugged.
"Somehow I doubt that. Here, try my glasses."
Julieta handed her glasses to her brother along with a recipe card. "Try reading this without the glasses, then with them."
"Alright." He held the card away from his face at arms length and read it.
Pepa chuckled. "Oh he definitely needs glasses."
Bruno glanced at her, then placed the blue cat-eye frames on his nose before looking back at the card. "Oh wow."
"Do the glasses help?" Julieta smirked.
"Yeah." Bruno admitted while he looked at the card.
"We'll take you to the optometrist tomorrow."
He suddenly looked nervous as he looked up at her through the lenses, making his already big puppy dog eyes look even bigger. "Why do I have to go? Can't I just use yours sometimes?"
"You have to get a proper check up anyway, and yes that is a requirement, so let's start with the eye doctor. It's the easiest one," Julieta explained.
"It's to make sure you're healthy, Bruno. You've gone too long without a check up. We'll be right there beside you," Pepa said.
"W-well ok…I-I guess if you're there too…but I'm not excited about it." Bruno hunched down and pouted.
"You'll get some reading glasses out of it. With all the reading you do, I think you'll appreciate that," Pepa said.
"F-Fine…"
…
At the optometrists office, Bruno was sat behind a machine while he anxiously fiddled with the edge of his ruana. Julieta put a hand on his shoulder and Pepa smiled at him from the doorway. Having his sisters there with him helped keep him calmer but he was still nervous about leaving Casita.
The doctor came over to him after writing down a few notes. He was warned beforehand to tell his skittish patient what he's going to do before he does it to avoid too much flinching and possible panic by the anxious man.
"Alright let's get this over with, eh?"
Bruno nodded and offered a pitiful smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"None of this will hurt, but I'm going to get fairly close to you, alright?" The doctor explained.
"O-o-okay…" Bruno stuttered. He released his ruana so he could cross his fingers. While in the office, he wasn't allowed to throw salt around in order to keep the equipment safe.
The whole process went smoothly besides a few of Bruno's more intense flinches knocking the equipment. The doctor calmly reset what was bumped and continued.
"How does that look?"
"That…that looks, um, clear. I-I can read it."
"Is this better?"
"Y-Yes."
After a few more tests, Bruno was free to go. He was thoroughly done with everything and hid underneath his hood while his sisters took over for him. They showed him a few frames they liked and he picked one after trying them on. Finally, he was taken home.
Bruno was completely exhausted from the whole ordeal, so he decided to take a nap in the borrowed room he shared with his sisters. The triplets refused to be separated for the first month at least.
…
A week later, at a picnic lunch with the whole family, Pepa presented a package and gave it to Bruno.
"This arrived today." She pushed it into his hands and waited eagerly for him to open it.
He started to open it while the rest of the family watched curiously. The box held his new reading glasses. He pulled them out and tried them on, shyly smiling at his family.
A smattering of compliments and little jabs about getting old came from his various family members.
"When did you go get your eyes checked?" Alma asked.
"Um, last week."
"We noticed he might need them when he was holding everything at arm's length," Pepa giggled.
"Turns out he has the worst eyes of the three of us," Julieta informed them.
Everyone processed that information quietly, knowing a few factors probably contributed to that before Félix broke the silence. "Lookin' good Bruno! You'll find it much easier to read now." He held up his own glasses that were usually sitting in his shirt pocket.
"Thanks," Bruno said with a smile. He put his glasses away and hugged his sisters. "Thanks for helping me."
"You're welcome, now eat hermano, you need to put on some weight." Julieta said as she filled his plate.
Pepa put a hat on his head. "And tell us if you're getting too hot, you're so pale you'll burn easily. Here, drink more water."
Bruno laughed then, thoroughly happy to be back with his family. The emotions overflowed into tears and he started crying. Both of his sisters hugged him tightly and he let it all out.
"I'm so sorry! I love you so much, I'm sorry!" Bruno wailed.
"It's ok, Bruno. We're here, let it go." Pepa said as she rubbed his back.
"We love you too, hermano. We love you so much." Julieta squeezed him and kissed his cheeks.
After a while, he calmed down and uttered one last apology, embarrassed at the display.
Agustín replaced the hat that fell off his head and said, "Don't worry about it. Everyone needs a moment sometimes."
Julieta stuffed a buñuelo into his mouth, effectively breaking any tension. "Now eat, you're too scrawny."
So he did. They all got their fill of the good food and pleasant conversation, just enjoying the afternoon together. Camilo and Mirabel started a fútbol game and all the kids formed teams.
"C'mon, join us!" Camilo called to the adults still sitting comfortably.
"You guys have fun, we'll enjoy watching you!" Félix replied.
"You guys are no fun." Camilo rolled his eyes as he returned to the game.
"I'm far too stuffed to run around right now…" Bruno sighed tiredly.
"Get used to it, I'm going to put some weight back on you." Julieta said with determined finality.
"'M not complaining, I missed warm food," Bruno flinched, "Sorry…"
"No need to be sorry. We talk about things now," Alma said. She briefly looked at her daughters for confirmation and got two nods before returning to her book.
Pepa put a book in one of Bruno's hands and a glass of water in the other. "It's hot, drink more water. Now, this book is one I thought you would enjoy. I read it a few months ago and instantly thought of you."
After drinking his water, Bruno looked at the cover and turned it over to read the back. He held it out at arm's length for a moment before Pepa put his glasses on for him.
"Oh, right…heh." Bruno chuckled at himself and brought the book closer. "Hey this looks pretty good! Thanks!" He immediately opened it up and started reading it.
Julieta put an arepa into his hand and he automatically started nibbling on it, lost in the story. She and Pepa stifled their giggles at that before turning to watch their kids play their game.
…
Bruno got used to pulling out his glasses eventually. He lost them sometimes and usually found them on his head where he had forgotten about them.
The glasses caused Pepa to notice his colour was returning to the healthy dark olive tone he was supposed to have. He had gotten some tan lines where the arms of his glasses sat along the sides of his head from reading outside for hours on end.
He had a much easier time seeing his sobrinos' drawings, writings, and whatever else they wanted to show him. He didn't notice the intricate detail of Mirabel's designs or the subtle additions of tiny rats on Chispi's back in Antonio's drawing before getting the glasses.
Some months later, they even contributed to Julieta noticing her determination was starting to pay off when he lifted his shirt to clean them, revealing the start of healthy weight returning to his middle.
Bruno appreciated the glasses for allowing him to read comfortably, his family enjoyed seeing the positive changes in him. That visit to the eye doctor started him on his path to health and reconnecting with his family one small step at a time.
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#Fic: Step One (Reading Glasses)#encanto#my writing#fanfic#encanto fanfiction#viva la pancita de bruno#bruno madrigal#julieta madrigal#pepa madrigal#the madrigals
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Hang on actually before I hit post limit.pinned post so I can edit this and have my tumblr thoughts even tho I'm post limited
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6.40PM
Yup okay hit the post limit <3 new followers please know this is normal
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6.47PM
Anonymous asked: did they put bugs in him again
Yknow it's hard to tell but I think they might have. Guys we need to get riku dewormed again, this keeps happening to him :(
Anonymous asked: I forgot I had notifs turned on for your blog . Oopsie daisy
HAHAAAAAAAA ANON I CACKLED.... flattered u have urgent coverage on which large surface I'm thinking abt being slammed into at any given time but ig this is an object lesson in paying too much attention to me or something
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8.06PM
Listening to a queer history podcast and it's so funny they're explaining to me what yuri is... I know ❤
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8.14PM
on my laptop now bcos i gotta study for this stupid test..d. and then afterwards theres a powerpoint im actually rlly gonna enjoy presenting but i gotta facking put it together, augh
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8.51PM
niche complaint but it sucks shit when animanga do the 'character suddenly becomes hot as part of a daydream/joke' gag and they dont go full bishie. give that man a delicate jawline NOW!!!
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9.13PM
really happy with this sticker on my laptop. whenever im feeling down i just rememebr that this man got a lobotomy
[ID: a black frame meme featuring Hajime Hinata from Super Danganronpa 2 at the chapter 1 cabin party, smiling and holding a glass of orange juice. It is captioned, "This man, got a lobotomy.]
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9.18PM
whew im a sneezy girl. the sneezing sneasler. wait thats a pokemon. ritalin on friday unless i have a heart murmur
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9.37PM
@effervescentleaf asked:
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9.39PM
i know im constantly posting abt my beard but its still weird as hell to consider that i have a beard that other people can see. when people look at me they see androgyny. what the fuck. i keep being drawn to people with beards and make-up/long hair/jewelry/whatever the fuck else as my favourite examples of gender non-conformity and like. IM that. im that with my stupid eyeliner. what the shit
also that reminds me im not gonna have time to do my eyeliner before my class test tomorrow :/ now i Could just go without it bcos i'll have a presentation later in the day that i should probably be serious for. but where is the fun in that. i will be wearing a hawaiian shirt instead of a t-shirt and thats all that can be expected of me <3
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9.55PM
i probs need to eat a proper meal but the call of pop tarts it is so great.... sighhhh i got the bread out the freezer for soup so ill see if thats defrosted. and if not. squints. cup noodles. kinda want the cup noodles anyway but the soup is gonna expire soon so i gotta be fuckinnn responsible and nutritious or whatever
sidenote i kind of rlly enjoy having just one long ledger of posts all day. kind of fun
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11.51PM
Ugh fuck my gay life I gotta make a PowerPoint... I'm tired I'm a bit sick i gotta sleeeep... wanted to make it fancy but ig that's fucked :(
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12.01AM
I saw a video of a cat and now I miss bubbles :( bubblesssss... I'm going home tomorrow tho so I'll see her then :)
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