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cheeriecherry · 4 years

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Ohoh. Loud boi (mic) and Dabi HC?

Hecc yeah! I’m assuming you mean dating HCs but if not,,,,,here’s some dating HCs :D

Headcanons requests are open!

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Loud Boi|Present Mic|Yamada Hizashi

-He’s not shy about liking you, not even a little bit. He’s busy af so you guys probably meet at a work event, for any of his three jobs (I don’t know how he does it, like when does he sleep).

-He probably thinks you’re pretty the moment he sees you, but doesn’t chalk it up to being something more. Lots of people are attractive, and he is a man with eyes so....

-That doesn’t stop him from coming over and talking to you, though. He’s pretty good at remaining outwardly calm and making small talk, regardless of the flips his tummy is doing. And he’s a friendly person with a lot of charisma and energy, so other’s are naturally drawn to him.

-You hang out for the remainder of the event, chatting about this and that and the other thing, and it’s a pleasant time. Neither of you really expect to see each other again, even though the connection is there, but somehow he still manages to forget to ask for your number.

-Lucky him though, because the very next function he attends, he sees you. It’s a little fancier this time, some kind of charity ball, and oh boy the moment he lays eyes on you, he is Looking. You look good asf, even though you’re sitting at one of the tables doing literally nothing.

-He makes his way over to you, dodging in between dancing bodies, and finds a seat across from you. Your conversation flows just as easily as last time, and he finds comfort in the fact that you seem interested in him. Throw in a couple flirts here and there, and it’ll solidify his confidence. You guys definitely dance a little before the evening is over (probably badly), and he actually remembers to get your number this time.

-So you text back and forth over the weeks, keeping each other updated on your lives and making promises to hang out again soon. You try your best to make yourself free whenever he has time off, because you know with his chaotic schedule that he doesn’t get much down time.

-Anyways, your hang outs get more and more tense, but not in a bad way. More in a ‘we both know there’s feelings here so what should we do about it’ kind of way. He’ll linger a little longer at your door when he’s saying goodbye, hold you a little longer in a hug. It would be best to just take the leap and kiss him! Not anything big, just a peck on the cheek or the corner of the mouth.

-It results in one red boi. One red boi with a goofy grin. He is not immune to affection from the person he likes, as cool as he tries to play it off. He really wants to kiss you again after that, but he worries that he might not be able to stop if he does. So he smiles warmly and heads off with the promise of a date later in the week.

-Once you guy get into the swing of things and start getting more serious, is when he really lets himself be known. That is, not keeping up his energetic front 24/7. Don’t get me wrong, he’s an extroverted and fun person, but he still gets tired and sad and grumpy sometimes, and once he’s comfortable around you he’s not so worried about letting those parts show.

-Give him hugs and kisses and casual affection all throughout the day, whenever you can! He likes having you nearby, and having your hand on his shoulder or your arms wrapped around him helps him be less all-over-the-place. You ground him, in a way.

-He’ll return the affection tenfold, and is always happy to see you when he comes home. No matter how tired he is, he’ll find you and scoop you up and pepper kisses all over your face. Even if you guys fight about something, he’s always gonna make sure to kiss you before bed and tell you goodnight.

-He can tell when you’re upset about something, and most of the time he’ll let you be and sort it out on your own. But if it’s something that’s persisting, or that he thinks involves him, he’ll want to try and talk it out like adults. Especially if you’re stressed or anxious about something, he’ll want to be there to help you. He’ll respect your need for space if you want it, but he’ll let you know every now and again that he’s there if you need him.

-He likes going out to do things, go on adventures, and such, but his favourite dates with you are where it’s just the two of you. Could be at home, could be on a hike, could be at the movies, as long as it’s you and him. Maybe don’t take him on a hike though, because you know how he is about bugs.

-Speaking of bugs, you will always have to be the one to put the spiders outside. Even if you’re sleeping, he’ll wake you with a shriek and alert you to the problem (he feels bad afterwards when he sees your drowsy expression).

-Probably feels like things are crawling on him afterwards, so calm him down with a couple kisses and cuddles.

-Deadass a cuddlebug. He’s not so into PDA beyond holding hands and linking arms and chaste kisses, but when it’s just the two of you, or you and a couple of his friends, he’s all for it. Stick your legs across his lap, lean against him, fall asleep curled up on the couch together.

-When it’s just the two of you, cuddles almost always turn into kisses. He doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s addicted to you and can’t get enough. Depending on his mood, the way he kisses you will vary greatly. If he’s calmer, or sad, or upset about something, his kisses will be softer and slower and more comforting. If he’s energetic or excited, so too will his kisses be. Frustrated? Kiss the pout right off his face. The best kisses are when he’s just feeling extra in love with you; they’re deep and sensual, and he cradles your jaw and holds you close against him.

-A v good boyfriend! He’s perceptive and easy to get along with, fun and willing to try new things, and mature enough that he’ll want to sort out any arguments or stressors before they get too big. He can be loud sometimes, and your tolerance varies depending on what your mood is, but he’s pretty good at quieting down when he sees you’re getting a little frazzled. He’s protective of you, but not suffocating, and absolutely wants you to have freedom and your own life that doesn’t revolve around him: he just hopes you’ll let him be part of it. He loves and cares deeply, and shows it wherever he can, and by the time he tells you he loves you, he’s in it for life if you’re agreeable.

Dabi

-OOf. Okay, I love Dabi, I love him a lot, but he’s a tricky guy to peg down. Definitely doesn’t pay you any mind the first couple times he meets you. You either annoy him, or you’re invisible, so you’ll have to do something to stand out in a positive light.

-For him, actions stand out so much more than words, so if you tell him you’re gonna do something then you’d better do it. His respect and trust aren’t easily earned, but they’re easily lost. What you’ll need most if you’re trying to date him is patience. The only way he’ll believe that you’re really interested in him is to prove it to him by sticking around.

-It’ll start out with a flimsy kind of friendship, a ‘work buddies’ kind of thing. You get sent on missions together, get to see each other in action, get to complain about blood on your clothes afterwards. Tell him stuff, even if he doesn’t always talk back he’s almost always listening. Despite his aloof exterior, he pays attention when people talk (if not to know what’s going on, then definitely to tell people when they’re being stupid).

-Once your friendship upgrades from ‘work friends’ to ‘someone i’d actually hang out with on purpose’ it’s over for you. Once he’s good and comfy, and contrary to popular belief, this man does not shut the fuck up. Sarcastic quips and bad jokes wherever he can lay them, small and slightly rough affectionate gestures (a gentle shove here, some hair being ruffled there). Expect to find little gifts outside your door often, tokens from him that he saw and thought you’d like (usually stolen, but not always).

-Surprise him one day when he’s lounging around by looping your arm over his shoulders and planting a kiss on his cheek. It might shock him enough that little flames erupt around him, which is both endearing and worrying, considering the fact that his quirk hurts him.

-He’s quieter for a few days after that. He’s not ignoring you, he’s just thinking really hard. About feelings. Eventually he’ll tug you outside to walk around the block with him, and he’ll just lay it on you; he likes you, you like him, you’re his now, and he’s yours.

-He doesn’t fuck around with feelings, doesn’t like any of those games where you dance around each other or try to make each other jealous. If you’re mad about something, tell him. If you’re feeling a little neglected or underappreciated, tell him. He might sigh and pretend to be annoyed about it, but he’ll pull you down onto the nearest couch and hold you tightly until you feel better.

-He doesn’t care about PDA. If he wants to cuddle you and pet your hair when the rest of the league is around, then guess what? He’s doing it. Even if you’re a little embarrassed, he’ll just let you hide your face in his shirt. Screw what other people think, he likes you and he’s not shy about it.

-He is careful about who he shows off your relationship to, though. He’s fine with the league because for the most part he trusts them and considers them companions (or at the very least, people who have the same goal as him), but out in public? He’s already gotta be careful where he goes, being a wanted criminal and all, but he knows a lot of other villains who’d use you to get to him, or who would sell him out and get you hurt in the process.

-He’s pretty low energy, so napping together is a thing. Even if you don’t sleep while he does, please lay beside him for a while and pet his hair. It’s very rare that he gets any kind of positive touch, let alone prolonged positive touch. You’re basically his only source of oxytocin.

-He’s extra affectionate hen he wakes up from a nap, and less abrasive about it. As soon as he comes to and stretches, he’s looking around for you. If you’re still beside him, he’ll press soft kisses all over your face.

-His kisses tho. You never would have expected this guy to have such gentle kisses, yet here he is. It’s an intimate thing for him, and probably the only way he knows how to comfortably express his love for you. He’s not verbal about his feelings, so he pours them into his kisses and hopes you get the message. The only time he’s ever rougher or desperate about things is when he’s riled up in some way.

-He’s a bad boy, but such a good boy, ya feel? it’ll take time and persistence to get on his good side, let alone get on his feelings radar, but once you do? Treat him with honesty and maturity, and he’s with you for life. Deadass the boyfriend who would kill for you, and will protect you til his dying breath. Some might consider you one of his weaknesses, but you’re actually one of the reasons he fights so hard to change the world. He’s loving in his own way, and would never willingly hurt you or lay a hand on you, even if he’s livid about something. 10/10 would smooch!

#dabi x reader #present mic x reader #yamada hizashi x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #deadlyelixir

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cloudsrust · 3 years

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Tbh I actually never thought about how their space matter would work if touched,, so that’s quite the interesting thing ya pointed out! Surely metal would be able to withstand it more than human skin would (I’m thinking the effect of a prolonged contact would be a burn- caused by either heat or freezing. The more the thing touching them is delicate the worse the wound). A prolonged contact wouldn’t still be a good idea tho- even metal can overheat or freeze and crack. Still- pretty sure Nova would also be worried about it being either weird or disgusting for them- with all the sloshing around and the ever changing and twisting shape of their limbs. Even though they don’t show they really care about their image after all. But Neon and his bois are just fascinated by the matter twirling and caressing their hands- while some of them, like Haym and Eloni, are already excitedly asking Nova if they can have a sample to keep sdhsgdh (if taking it doesn’t hurt of course)

Neon holding up the “Cyborg Flirting to Galaxy Dum Dum” vocabulary to Nova. NJ: “..You got it now?” DJSS: “..THAT WAS FLIRTING??”

Yes, hi I’m absolutely in love with this and it’s the one I wanted to draw something for the most but aaaa;;; No, for real tho ya ideas are always so good and this is just adorable;; Just picturing DJ going through hell to handle a small pin needle with those big hands already sends me into orbit but then I read that they also thought about his problems seeing and I’m-,,, gosh my heart :,>

Oh heck- just imagine them falling asleep together on a couch or something- with the plush doll just among them,,, yes, today I’m cheesy I’m sorry ohoh;;;

NJ: *drammatic pose.. still with DJ’s orb in hand* “No one appreciates flattery anymore,,!”

#the cloud can speak oh boi #some of these are so old omg;;#I gotta be more quick to decide which asks to draw for ;w; ;;;

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shintorikhazumi · 3 years

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Sleeping Beau-

A/N: Happy Birthday Leoooooooo

I KNOW I’M OVER A MONTH LATE I’M SORRY ;-;

MAKING IT A TWO(?)-SHOT SO THAT CONGRATS ON YOUR GRADES TOO YEY! (Also because It was getting too damn long)

k. that’s all from me. Sorry for the meh quality and sorry in advance for all the mistakes and plotholes. I’m getting rusty. Forgotten how to write.

Enjoy?

~Shintori Khazumi

[Okay, how about a Mayakuro "remake" of seeping beauty? Where Claudine is all like "Tendo Maya give me that sword, I can do this shit myself" and wasn't in a coma like sleep but that it was just a rumour or something. ...she'd be so confused for a minute, no one told her that the princess would have that much of an attitude.]- Was the request, hihi.

“Sleeping Beau-”

“A princess... in a tower, oh so far away from me. This dear princess, deep in slumber, oh how much I long to see...”

“... Is this because you want to use her as reference for your new play?” A certain brunette mumbled through a mouthful of food she’d managed to smuggle in while on duty.

“Dame Aijo... It’s not like that.”

“I thought I heard you ask that vendor girl earlier for the location because you had plans to visit.”

“Shut up, Karen!” The bespectacled playwright frowned, scribbling down her latest line. “And how do you even know about that?” Junna narrowed her eyes at the knight who merely shrugged. Junna clicked her tongue, turning back to her sheets of paper. “I’m just a little curious, is all!” She defended, mumbling incoherent complaints to herself.

“But Miss Junna, the last time you used actual people as references for your script, you got scolded by Hikari.” Karen reminded, resting her head in her palm as she watched Junna jot down more lines, more notes for her newest work.

“Th-that was only because she didn’t like how I stared at you or Mahiru for too long! I couldn’t help it! I have to study my subjects intently to fully grasp their characters and way of life, and embody-” She was going off on a tangent, and Karen couldn’t help but giggle.

“So you are thinking of her as a reference.” Karen grinned smugly.

“Karen!”

“Now, now. What’s all the fuss about?” A voice called from the other side of the room, catching the occupant’s attention. The pair froze in place, minds registering the identity of the newcomer.

“Your highness!” Junna greeted first, immediately straightening up as she and Karen offered their respects in deep bows to the tall figure, regal and proud, stood at the doorway of the study.

The Royal Princess, Tendou Maya, in her full glory, sauntered into the room, not forgetting to shut the door behind her, before taking a seat on Junna’s desk- much to the latter’s chagrin- and immediately destroyed her image of poise and elegance as she hid behind closed doors.

“Finally.” Maya sighed, gazing out at Junna’s balcony, seeing the bright blue sky and the rustles of trees as the wind’s whistling was heard through open windows. “I thought they’d never end.” She huffed, jumping back onto her feet as she walked about the room.

“Princess, what are you doing here?” Junna addressed their new companion once more, surprised at the sudden visit. Usually Maya would inform her beforehand if she was planning on dropping by. “Did you run away from more noble meetings?”

Maya smiled at her in an amused manner that had Junna feeling a little irritated. “Can’t a student come see her Tutor at any given time should she have any queries in mind?” Maya asked sweetly, picking up a random book from a nearby shelf and flipping through its pages.

Junna stared, trying to read the woman’s expression and actions. She couldn’t. Groaning, Junna replied, “First of all, you are no longer my student. You’ve learned all you’ve needed to from me, finished all your course work two years ago. Secondly, do you even have anything to ask that I can answer that you don’t already know?”

Maya kept smiling at her mysteriously. “How are you?- is a valid question that you can answer and I don’t already know?”

“Don’t be cheeky, Your highness.” Junna rolled her eyes, getting back to her script on her desk.

“My, the genius scholar, the Kingdom’s royal tutor, can’t answer one of the simplest questions?” Maya faux-gasped. “Whatever shall we do? Find a new one?” She continued to tease.

Junna frowned, feeling a headache coming on. “Maya, you really don’t want me to dive into a long discussion on how that question could actually be one of the most difficult to answer.”

As if to remind the pair of her presence, Karen agreed enthusiastically, nodding her head at the same time. “You wouldn’t want to get bored, your highness. One time, Miss Junna tried to explain to me why I could buy five sacks of rice in the next town over for the price of only three in the capital, and I still don’t get it.” She chuckled sheepishly, scratching her head in confusion.

“Um, Dame Aijo, that’s a little different. You might be somewhat slow-”

“Oh, how interesting!” Maya clapped, playing along with Karen. Turning to Junna who had just flinched, she directed another question. “How can that be, teacher?” She asked innocently.

Junna grimaced, really not up to the task of having to play Maya’s little games today. Regaining her composure, Junna cleared her throat. “Okay, for what purpose have you actually come to see me, Princess?” She asked, hoping for a reasonable answer.

“To see my good old friend and catch up on life?” Maya tried.

Junna deadpanned. “Like hell that’s true. You haven’t visited me in three months. Each time you’ve visited before that, it was to either ask me to hide you from marriage interviews, sneak into a play, escape whatever duties you found tedious, or snack on baumkuchen secretly with Karen over here.”

“Baumkuchen is good for the soul.”

“Not for your figure.” Though she said that, Junna frowned as she remembered the time she was chewed out by the etiquette tutor for allowing Maya to eat ‘junk’ outside of mealtime; allowed her to eat more than her designated and controlled portions.

Despite knowing how nobles liked to keep up appearances, Junna hardly found it necessary to impose such a diet on the princess with how active she was anyway. Also, as someone with lists and lists of responsibilities to cater throughout the day, she worried if it was even enough, what they fed the poor girl.

What if she simply collapsed one day?

“You don’t mean that.” Maya smirked at her, propping up her face in her hands on Junna’s desk.

Junna’s frown deepened. A splash of color appeared on her face that she quickly hid behind her manuscript. “I suppose not.” She admitted quietly.

Maya laughed freely, stepping back to allow her friend some breathing room. She went over to Karen to strike up some more amusing conversation maybe.

“So what kind of whimsical fairy tale has Miss Junna tried to string together this time?” She asked Karen.

Junna choked on air as she turned to glare at the cause of her stress today. “Why would you like to know?”

If the princess claimed she wanted to take part in another one of her productions, Junna would have to discourage her from doing so. She used to be pleased to have Maya on board, sometimes even pleading her because of her talent and potential for the stage- she was very clearly loved by its goddess. However, Junna had quickly learned that a Royal should not be placed under that kind of spotlight.

They were already on a high enough pedestal that was better tailored to people of their caliber; worlds and worlds beyond even the most talented actors, the brightest stars.

When His Majesty’s second wife, the queen consort, had heard of these activities, she had hounded Junna, and her fiance Nana- the director and owner of the theater- to cease any production that would ‘taint’ the Royal Princess’s image and only serve as distraction from her duties that were of greater significance.

Such as trying to succeed the throne.

It wasn’t only for her sake that she had to turn Maya away from the stage that called to her like a siren from the sea. It would be better for that sailor to keep away and stay alive all together. After all, mermaids were temptingly beautiful, but they devoured the life of those drawn to them.

So would it be for Tendou Maya.

“There’s just been this rumor circling about, princess.” Junna heard Karen begin, looking over at the pair who shared amicable smiles as they conversed.

Should she halt this topic?

“And this rumor is...?”

“Oh, just how there’s this weird, abandoned, palace-like thingy in the forest just by the border to that terrible west kingdom.”

Junna watched as Maya seemed to perk up, not liking the interest that was apparent on her face.

“They say there’s a princess there!”

“My! A princess!”

“They said she’s been sleeping there for a while!” Karen continued to share without much thought, Maya nodding enthusiastically and clinging onto every word. An action Junna did not like. “And that she’ll never wake up. Poor princess. Can’t they bring her to a clinic or something?”

“Ohoh? I suppose that would be the usual course of action.” Maya replied, going along with Karen’s storytelling. “What else do you know?” Maya asked, hoping to fish out some more information, no doubt.

Junna had to stop her already burning hunger from getting even bigger.

“Nothing else that you should hear of.” She cut the conversation off with a tap of her pen. “Anyway, it’s all just a rumor.” Junna stated. “It’s not as though there is proof of an actual structure suddenly being there in the western forests, nor is there any certainty about a princess residing in deep slumber there.”

Maya flashed her an evil grin, walking over to her table again, standing right in front of her once more.

“But there isn’t any proof that it doesn’t exist either, right?” She whispered to Junna with a glint in her eyes that only spelled trouble.

“Don’t get any funny ideas, Maya. The kingdom will absolutely have my head if they learn that I’ve somehow placed ideas in yours.” She sighed, rolling up her papers and smacking Maya on the head lightly. The princess simply laughed in amusement.

“Worry not, my good friend. I’ve taken your kind words into consideration.”

Junna stared at her, still skeptical. Knowing Maya, ‘consideration’ was just that. Consideration. And, most likely, Maya was considering going against Junna’s warning.

Really, she could only hope for the best, and pray that Maya wouldn’t do whatever her pretty little head had clearly already planned.

‘No, no.’ Junna shook her head. She should trust Maya. She was an adult, responsible, and a royal. She knew her duties, and she knew what was right. Maya was an intelligent woman. She wouldn’t just thoughtlessly go out in search of the existence of some baseless tale. Yes. Junna shouldn’t have anything to worry about.

She looked over at the princess still casually conversing with Karen, all cheers and smiles coming from the pair. The knight continued to entertain Maya with more and more trivial details regarding the stories of that hidden castle in the woods, and the shine in Maya’s eyes that Junna usually associated with her excitement and craving for adventure only became brighter and brighter.

This was worrisome.

Junna bit her lip, anxiety growing more and more as she tried to convince herself that everything would be just fine.

Okay, okay. Even if Maya would, hypothetically, try to go off in search of this ‘mystery princess’, there were many guards posted about the castle anyway.

She couldn’t escape and do anything, right?

No, in the first place, she wouldn’t do anything. Right?

Right?

//-//-//-//-//

She shouldn’t be doing this. She knows it deep down.

Should her parents catch wind of her plans, she could either be disowned or forever locked away in her own tower.

Regardless, these threats of consequence could not hope to quell her hungered curiosity. Maya couldn’t sit still after hearing such a tale- an adventure outside the walls of the palace. One that was much like the stories she had only ‘played’ thus far.

This time, it was real.

And so did the princess sneak out into the dead of the night.

“Come now, Samson.” A lone horse’s whinny shook the silent air, Maya feeling her heart pound at the thrill of game she had begun to play. A game of life. “Shhhh. Be silent, my boy. We must be discreet.” She whispered, stroking the silky mane of her stallion, hoping it would soothe him.

It seemed to have worked and Maya sighed in temporary relief.

Looking ahead into the darkness of the courtyard, she surveyed the area ahead in attempts to check for any possible dangers. Finding none, she took one final look behind her to ensure that she was not being followed.

Good. The coast was clear.

Addressing her loyal companion, Maya took the reins and commanded forward. “Shall we?” She smiled as she got a little huff. “Hyah!” She exclaimed, loud enough only for their ears to pick up.

She cantered Samson over the currently-empty courtyard, out the back, having known a secret pathway through the castle gardens to get onto the streets without passing the main gate where guards were usually posted, and rarely left.

She should really advise their knights on how to better their security. People could get in through places besides the gate.

...or people could sneak out.

She could.

But maybe... not now.

Stepping onto the cobblestone pavement, she grinned. So far, so perfect.

Catching sight of the palace gate, she giggled as she saw a guard stretching in the distance, probably yawning from drowsiness during night duty.

Yes, she should indeed talk to her father in the future. Or not.

“Fools.”

//-//

Into the dense forest, they ran. Galloping hooves braving a weather that was somehow stormy. The air and the scenery was somehow eerie. Darkened clouds and thorny paths had so soon greeted them as Maya traversed towards the direction Karen had pointed out.

The location of a hidden tower.

From what Junna and Karen had shared in terms of the rumors they’d heard about it, they said a princess from the neighboring kingdom had been born twenty or so years ago. She had been blessed by three fairies, and cursed by a witch, Maleficent- was her name, apparently.

The girl was to prick her finger on a spindle of a spinning wheel, and then she’d sleep on death’s bed inevitably.

That was how it had gone.

Maya was a believer in the magic of the world. After all, the members of the royal family were some of the few who had been gifted with its wonder.

She wouldn’t call them miraculous, but she had undeniable strength that far exceeded many of their best male knights, as well as healing abilities that could get rid of smaller cuts, and halt excessive bleeding.

This proved useful as Maya made her way through the thick brush, feeling the sharp of thorns on occasion as she went deeper into the forest.

After a good hour or so of searching, Maya had found herself at the base of what she had presumed was the ‘palace’ from the rumors. Tall-standing and surrounded by thorns, with an eerie air that only added more fearsome layers to its image shrouded in darkness, Maya deliberated continuing on her little adventure.

Should it hold terrors far greater than she had initially accounted for, this curiosity trip would very easily end up with chaos and sorrow in an entire kingdom.

However, should rumors stay as rumors...

Maya laughed at her own foolishness as she dismounted Samson, tying him to a nearby tree.

“Let’s hope I don’t die, my boy.” She stroked her trusted steed as he nuzzled against her hand. “I’ll be back.”

//-//-//-//-//

Another cough exited her mouth, particles of dust shrouding her vision. Clearing away a cobweb with her hand, Maya found the first open door to any room she’s passed by thus far. A long winding stairwell sat inside, steps that snaked their way to the top of a tower invited Maya to take them and uncover the secrets they might lead to.

Maya took one step. Then another. And another.

Half-way to the top, she had found another door. Right away, she knew it was different from all the other wooden entrances she’d encountered so far. Besides the odd glow that seemed to be coming from within, it had an equally strange inscription carved into its wood.

With a light push, the door flew open, revealing a spinning wheel. The glow she had initially taken note of didn’t come from the room, apparently. But neither was it from the spinning wheel itself.

Maya focused her eyes on one part of the machinery, seeing the spindle sparkle alluringly, almost invitingly.

“What a dangerous-looking contraption.” She murmured, stepping closer. Sharp. It was sharp, she observed, the closer she got. “What if... someone got hurt?” In a trance like state, her body continued to close the distance between herself and the seemingly glowing piece of furniture. Her eyes remained fixated on its eerie shine. “...How tragic... would that be...”

Stopping just inches shy of the spindle, Maya’s breath stilled. Almost as if it had a mind of its own, almost as if Maya had forgotten the whole tale she had just been told, her hand lifted up, reaching for the spindle-

...when a creak suddenly caught her attention. As though a spell had been broken, Maya blinked, quickly pulling her hand away and looking up towards the source of the noise. She saw another door, one that was slightly open, leading into more darkness, revealing none of what possibly lay beyond it.

Her heart beat fast at the thought of either being caught by someone from her kingdom, or by an entirely different entity- a monster or ghoul perhaps? Either way, the dangers the options presented was not to her liking.

Still, this did little to douse the fire that was her thrill-seeking curiosity, and thus, she went after it: the dark and beyond.

She took careful steps, pushing the door to widen its opening in hopes that the strange light from the previous room would help to illuminate this new one. The hinged wood budged with an echoing creak, one that made Maya flinch, still wary of alerting any possible inhabitants of the palace.

Upon entering the room, Maya’s eyes fluttered about the dim surrounding, scanning over the surprisingly dusted furnishings, and well-kept room.

How strange.

For a place that supposedly only had a sleeping individual of a few years already, to be this clean... Was this also due to the effects of magic?

Her gaze continued to travel, hopping from one thing to another. She took careful, quiet steps about the room as she surveyed it, searching for a better source of light at the same time.

Coming to a curtained wall, she pulled the fabrics apart, hoping a window was present there. Smiling victoriously at her correct assumption, she allowed the natural evening light to flutter into the room and illuminate it as she turned around to see things more clearly.

And clearly she saw. Eyes widening, they came to rest upon a figure glowing under the elegant light of the moon. A sleeping beauty, resting. The princess of the rumors. Maya gazed upon her face, mind blanking and unable to tear her gaze away.

Her cheeks were somehow still a gorgeous apple-red despite supposedly having lack of nutrition due to her lengthy slumber- should the rumors hold any truth- albeit somewhat hollowed out. She had long lashes, and was fair-skinned. What drew Maya in the most in that moment was the glow of golden hair. Silky, fluffy, seemingly magical.

“Absolutely beautiful.”

Maya, outside of her conscious control, reached out to touch it- much like she’d almost done to the needle before. However, unlike that earlier attraction, this one was... different.

The pull of danger was as a hypnotic, malicious trance. Despite the dread coursing through your veins, the fear pounding in one’s heart, you could not step away. On the other hand, this allure was gentle, soft. She was not as a moth to a flame, nor a sailor to the siren’s song.

This was a hand held out, beckoning her for a life-changing dance as her fate entwined with whoever it was that lay upon satin sheets in an abandoned castle.

Maya flinched once her skin made contact with silken gold, before relaxing, enjoying their soft feel. Holding a few strands that slipped through her fingertips, she brought it to her lips placing a kiss on them.

Her heart beat painfully in her chest, but she did not think it was in any way unpleasant. Her eyes scanned over Sleeping Beauty’s features once more, resting upon slightly paled lips somehow growing larger and larger in her view.

Oh.

Maya had been drawing closer.

And Maya was about to kiss the lady.

Breath stilling in her lungs, Maya pulled her senses together, shaking her head as she berated herself for even considering such a distasteful course of action- throwing herself upon someone without the least bit of consent.

She’d seen many beautiful faces in her lifetime, she’d flirted with some too- much to Junna and her parents’ chagrin. But never had she felt as... captured as she was in this moment; never had Maya been filled with a strong urge to know who this person was, to have the pleasure of being acquainted with someone such as this.

She had never felt the desire to steal a kiss from someone she’d just met, and hoped that maybe... they’d kiss back.

Eyes widening, Maya slapped her hands against both sides of her face; the feeling of the warmth of her cheeks grounded her back in the reality of the moment as she attempted to take a step back and recollect herself-

And suddenly she found herself looking up at the ceiling and into precious garnets with a flame-like passion burning within them as she was pinned down to the mattress by their glare and their owner’s physical strength.

A lovely owner, might she add.

“Who. Are. You.”

Maya blinked.

‘Even her voice is lovely.’-She thought, despite the venom in its tone. Whether Maya’s heart was picking up speed due to fright or something else, she didn’t know. Her mind was a jumbled mess of being dumbfounded and starstruck at the beauty presented to her, her subconscious’ warnings that she was currently in danger, and confusion towards this predicament she had found herself in.

“I said, Who are you.” Maya’s fair lady repeated, shaking her by the collar for emphasis that she was not to be joked with, and that Maya should answer seriously if she wanted to make it out of this situation in one piece.

Did she, however?

Maya wondered if she had some sort of odd preferences deep down that despite her apprehensions and surprise, she couldn’t help but feel merry and excited in her position, laying beneath some unknown gorgeous woman who was angered and threatening.

She couldn’t help the smile that broke out on her face as she replied, “Why, I’m Maya. And you?” She hoped it at least looked charming, like the one she usually used on all the pretty village girls as their faces soon turned red and flustered.

She didn’t expect to get a growl instead... or should she have?

“Are you one of her servants?” The blonde interrogated, not answering Maya’s own question as she searched Maya’s eyes for any motives of deception and dishonesty.

“Her?” Maya cocked her head to the side curiously. “Who might you be referring to, my dear?” She asked, somehow still hoping to charm or tease the woman with a subtle pet name that only went ignored.

Golden brows scrunched up further, fangs baring more obviously for Maya to admire as the woman answered her question. “Maleficent, obviously!”

“Maleficent?” Now where had Maya heard of that before...

Apparently, this strange beauty had taken it upon herself to fill Maya in on the details, as she released her from her grip, pushing her away and onto the sheets as she got up to pace the room in clear vexation and rage from just the thought of whoever this ‘Maleficent’ person was. Just her name was enough to rile her up, it seemed, and Maya’s suspicious and intruding presence was now quickly forgotten as her newly-awakened companion went off on a raged rant.

“She who has locked me up for who knows how long. With the silly prophesy that I’d prick my finger on a spindle and fall asleep for many years.” She explained, pausing in her steps to give Maya a look. “That one.”

Maya still didn’t quite follow. It all did sound so familiar.

“I beg your pardon?”

The lady didn’t seem to have heard Maya as she continued on her fiery tirade. “Who in their right mind, when being told the exact misfortune that would serve as their demise, go with it? Certainly not I!”

“I see...?” Maya had now assumed a more comfortable sitting position atop the room’s mattress, watching the woman in front of her continue to grumble and pace about.

“Avoiding that damned curse was nothing of a challenge- it was trivial, even.” She sighed, biting her nail in annoyance. “But there’s an entirely different issue at hand!” She exclaimed, stomping her foot down as she crossed her arms and looked to Maya, as if asking her to tell her what it was.

Maya had no clue whatsoever.

She heard her companion click her tongue in disappointment at the lack of response, and that somehow stung for Maya.

Maya was quickly enlightened once more by the things she had no clue about.

“I can’t leave the building for some reason. Each time I’ve tried, it was as though I’d entered a never-ending maze.” She huffed. “And even if I got passed that, I’ve discovered that she sends a dragon to check up on me from time to time. The timing is sporadic so I can’t even plan a definite schedule of escape. Maybe if I had my sword, though...” She mumbled the last bits to herself. “Maybe it would be a different story.”

Maya watched the troubled girl continue with her mental acrobatics and murmuring, still bewildered by the sudden outburst of emotions and quickly growing pile of information that she was still trying to process bit by bit. She reviewed the story she had heard in her memory to the best of her abilities, somehow feeling that something was off with the tale she had just been told.

Something clicked, and she snapped her fingers in realization, as she got up from her seat and walked over to the perplexed lady.

“Excuse me-”

“What.” The response was biting and cold.

Maya flinched, but prepared an unbothered smile as she tried to strike up a coherent conversation with this girl.

“I’m sorry, but... I just wanted to confirm something.”

The blonde only raised her brow, telling Maya silently to go on.

Maya suddenly felt nervous, and nervous wasn’t really something she thought she was capable of feeling, not with all her background and training. However, under the scrutiny of those intense eyes, she felt her throat dry as she struggled to use her words.“Um, so...” She began, feeling the urge to rub at the back of her neck to ease her sudden anxiety. “You said you couldn’t find a way to leave?” She finally got out lamely.

“Yes, that’s what I said. Weren’t you listening?” Was the fiery response that confirmed Maya’s confusion.

“I... I see.” Maya stuttered. She cursed at the fact that she did. Still, she had to continue on with this conversation in order to understand what was nagging at her. “I see, but...”

“But?”

Maya pointed towards the way she came in, the door still wide open and with that odd glow from the needle in the previous room she’d passed to arrive in this one. “The exit is right there, milady.” She stated slowly, clearly, hoping the other woman would get her message.

“...”

“...milady?”

She received an angered glare, feeling her collar grasped once more as Maya was pulled to meet the woman eye to eye. “What foolishness are you spouting?” She questioned, thrusting a finger in the direction Maya had pointed at. “That is clearly a wall.”

Maya blinked, tilting her head in confusion. No, no. She was clearly not blind, was she? She was sure that she wasn’t dreaming either- that she was in the right state of mind. So why...

Instead of trying to explain things, or understand through words, Maya decided to figure things out the easier way. She pried the other woman’s hands away and made her way towards the door. She felt the heated gaze on her back as she stood in front of the open frame. Looking back once, she nodded.

And she walked right through the door.

Staring at the lady through the passage, she wondered why she wasn’t being followed, why there was no ‘I hadn’t noticed that there’, or any similar words.

All she heard was an awed, “How did you do that?”, and her lagging brain clicked. Oh.

Maya came back in, multiple possibilities and reasons now running through her mind as to why this girl could not see the clearly placed exit. Right, this place was covered in magic. Why hadn’t she thought of that sooner? Maya put on her smile once more, approaching the girl as she took her by the hand and led her closer to the door. “I’m telling you, milady. There’s nothing here.”

She still looked at Maya skeptically, clearly in doubt.

“Milady, do you believe in magic?”

She received a deadpanned look, and she realized it wasn’t the smartest question to ask someone who had been locked up in a tower, guarded by a dragon, and cursed to suffer eternal slumber by the touch of one tiny needle.

“Apologies, of course you do.”

Maya watched the blonde sigh, as she nodded, looking at Maya with a calmer demeanor as she stated what they now thought they both knew. “So there’s a door there, and I simply can’t see it because I’m probably under some type of illusion spell.”

Maya hummed her agreement, and admired the way her companion’s face lit up in relief and a joy she didn’t think she’d ever see replace the grouchy expression that seemed to be forever set in place.

“Well.” Maya’s sleeping beauty smiled at her, unknowingly making her heart skip a beat. Maya wondered what that was about.

“Well?” Maya parroted, clearing her throat after a minor crack in her voice.

“Now that we know that this wall is but an illusion... I guess I feel like a fool for not trying to figure that out any sooner.” The woman laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she turned to look about her room. “I suppose it’s time for me to leave this musty old building and claim my freedom.” She grinned. “I wonder if I can find anything of use here that I can take with me.”

Huh. She was leaving.

Somehow Maya didn’t like the sound of that.

She couldn’t leave. Not when they hadn’t even had a proper conversation yet.

To where would she go? Would it be to a place where Maya could find her, or seek her out? Maya felt compelled to stay with her, or have her stay with Maya. Maybe they could go back to Maya’s kingdom together... and then she could get to know her more. Maya... wanted-needed to get to know her more. Even if she didn’t know why that was herself.

Right, Maya still didn’t know her name. Where was she from? Why was she... Maya needed to ask. Maya needed to know.

Clearing her throat once more, she reached out for the girl.

“So, I was wondering-”

“It was nice knowing you, thank you for showing me the way out.” Were the words that interrupted her plans.

‘Wait, no. Not yet. Where are you going?’

“Now I must be off-”Maya’s panicked hands were too late in catching the girl as she tried to exit the room, “Oof-What the...” but instead found herself hitting a hard barrier and falling onto her back.

Hmm?

“Hmm? What... happened...” Maya asked, quickly kneeling to check on her fallen companion.

The woman rubbed her forehead, a red spot marking the area that probably hurt the most. “That’s what I’m asking.” She quickly turned to glare at Maya, pointing an accusatory finger at her. “You.” She angrily spat. “You lied to me.”

“Wha- I did no such thing!” Maya felt compelled to defend herself, getting up from her spot and hastily walking in and out of the doorway, as if that would prove some point. “See?”

“I don’t see!” The blonde exclaimed, crossing her arms as she sat on the floor. “You really are one of Maleficent’s henchmen! What, did she send you here to make a fool of me? Is she watching from somewhere? Is this some kind of sick entertainment for her?” She madly questioned, standing up and jamming a finger into Maya’s chest, forcing her back.

“I’ve already told you, I’m not!” Maya countered, her own volume raising.

“Then who are you?!” The woman screeched at her, pinning her against the wall- except that it wasn’t a wall for Maya, and she promptly fell through into the other room and onto the cold hard floor.

“Ouch... that hurt...” Maya groaned as she got up, running her fingers against the back of her head gently to soothe the sharp pain there.

She looked up to see the girl on the other side of the entryway banging her fists against a barrier Maya could not visualize, but the other could not deal away with, apparently.

“Who are you?” She was asked again. “Who are you?! If you aren’t one of those people who have thrown me in here, how did you find me? How did you know of this place? Why are you here?! Tell me!”

Maya silently watched her continue to yell in fury, continually slamming her hands desperately against the ‘open door’.

“Were you here to toy with my sanity? To give me false hope that I’d finally get be able to be free?”

Each question was accentuated by a hard thumping sound as she beat against the wall.

“Did you leave already?! Figures you would! You didn’t even try to prove me wrong!”

Maya considered the option of exiting the place, no longer willing to tolerate the manner with which she had been treated the entire time. She considered it.

She considered no longer having to deal with this clearly crazed woman. She did not know what came over her when she thought that she was the least bit attractive.

She considered getting up. She got up.

She considered turning away. Maya did.

She considered finally walking out of the room...

-until she heard it.

The tiniest sniffle, so small she could have missed it if it weren’t for the sudden complete quiet after all the loud noise.

“...I just thought I’d finally be able to find my way home...Wherever home is...”

A pang shot through her heart as she turned back around, eyes falling upon a forlorn face that was quick to be covered in tears. If that wasn’t enough to drive an emotional knife through her chest, the lady beyond the wall began to wail helplessly in what Maya could only describe as pure, unadulterated pain.

“WHY AM I HERE?! WHAT DID I EVEN DO TO DESERVE THIS?! WHO EVEN AM I?! WHY ME?!” The girl sobbed. “Damn you, Maleficent! Damn you, dragon, damn this stupid tower, damn it all!”

Maya watched the girl slump against the clear barrier, falling to her knees as her poundings returned in weak waves and slaps against the wall, until she ended up curling on the floor, quietly sniffling and well-worn.

Maya approached the door once more, wanting to reach out, but not knowing what to say. She crouched down, mouth opening and closing until her voice eventually came out.

“I... I’m still here.” She spoke softly. There was no response. “Can you hear me?” Nothing still.

Maya bit her lip nervously. If she tried to go back in, would she be walking straight into death’s clutches? Would she get beat up? Even if she escaped later, how was she to explain what happened once she returned home?

Maya needed to think... wait, but did she have the time? She didn’t have all night to do whatever it was she came here to do. She needed to be out by sunrise and well on her way home. Wait... home? What home? Where was she? Why did she need to go home? Why was she here in the first place? Where was here?

“What am I...”

She felt a sharp pain in her head. Was it from the fall? Maya suddenly felt dizzy, her head began to spin and ache as she fell to the ground. She cursed the throbbing in her head. Maybe she could try healing it with magic. Maybe that would assuage the pain.

Healing? Magic?

What...

Maya shook her head. She didn’t have the time to think about all these things that were suddenly confusing her. She just had to do what she needed to.

Her hand took on a golden glow that almost seemed foreign to her. She didn’t know what it was, but somehow her body told her she should do it, that she could.

Shakily raising her hand up in a struggle, she managed to touch her head, and suddenly, along with a blindingly bright glow that filled the room, she felt clarity and many thoughts flowing in, as the pain melted away into nothingness along with the light.

Maya blinked, suddenly remembering so many things that she didn’t even know she’d forgotten. “...The princess. I’m... a princess. I’m Tendou Maya and I’m here to... I wanted to find out about a princess- the princess!” In panic, she turned to the lady she had been with all this time, her story earlier now registering in Maya’s mind and associating with the tall tale Junna and Karen had spoken about.

Maleficent... a tower... magic... a spindle and a curse.

Maya whipped her head about to see that the needle was no longer glowing to her. It looked like any old spinning wheel, sat in a room.

It was like an enchantment had been lifted off of Maya, and she saw with clearer eyes what was going on.

When had it settled? Was it the moment she entered this forsaken castle? Was it when she had laid eyes on the cursed contraption? Maya did not know.

All she knew was that she needed to help set free this woman that was most probably the princess from the rumors that may as well not be rumors. But how?

Well, it didn’t matter right now. Maya just needed to take some course of action to temporarily ease the situation. She could figure out the rest later. Soon. She did not know how long she’d been here in the tower, nor did she have a way of telling how much time she had left before needing to leave except through the window she’d opened in the other room. If she had to go in anyway, she may as well explain things to the captive princess inside.

Maya swallowed thickly, wondering what she should do now. The princess still lay across the way. Should she simply step over her and enter like that? Or should she move her out of the way first. Either option would probably get her beat, but Maya didn’t need to think about that right now... maybe if she held her in place to prevent her from attacking once she notices Maya’s presence?

Nodding to herself, Maya crept closer to the open door, knelt down on one knee, bracing her arms for the weight.

She needed to do it smootly and quickly, before there was any time for the other woman to register what was going on.

Three... two... one...

“Wha-!”

Maya slipped her hands and arms under the princess’ weight and hurriedly carried her up and over to lay her down on the bed before she could react.

“You!” Wide eyes regarded Maya with shock as she pinned the other princess down by her wrists, hoping that she couldn’t break free. “Why are you back?! What more are you going to do to me?! Are you- Get off me! Get off!”

“Wait! Wait! I need you to listen to me for a moment! Please!”

“Why should I, you rascal- what are you doing to me-mmpghhmm! Mmmmphhh!!!”

Maya had managed to hold down both the other woman’s wrists with only one of her hands, while she used her free one to cover her mouth, hoping to silence her, if only for a bit.

“PLEASE JUST LISTEN FOR ONCE.” Maya shouted sternly, shocking them both by the power and force in her voice. She felt worse as she noticed the still-present tear stains on her cheeks. They stared at one another in complete silence, until Maya regained her thought process. “Please. Listen. I’ll tell you all I know. But please listen first.”

The girl still looked shocked, but nodded.

Maya nodded back, pondering her next words. “If I... release you. Will you promise to stay silent and behaved, and let me explain everything?”

She watched the girl slowly nod once more.

Maya looked at her doubtfully.

“You won’t attack me?”

Another nod.

“...okay. I’ll let go now.”

To be safe, she first took her hand away from the girl’s mouth, receiving a disgusted glare.

“Leather tastes awful.”

“You promised to stay silent.”

“You promised to release me.”

Maya felt her brows furrow, feeling the slightest bit annoyed.

“Do not attack me.” She warned, slowly releasing the woman’s hands. “I swear, do not attack me. Do not.” She chanted, hands finally completely off. “I’m telling you, I swear. Do not-”

And once more, she found herself pinned against the cushions, only this time, she was face first into them.

“I SWEAR TO GOD-”

“Tell me who you are and why you are here!” Was demanded of her. “And don’t try anything strange.” Maya could probably find a clever way to weasel her way out, but she knew if she raised any more suspicion by being untruthful or vague, she’d get nowhere in negotiating and explaining with this person.

Sighing her usual pride away, she asked a single question first.

“Will you believe what I’m about to tell you?”

After all, there would be no point if she didn’t.

“Yes.” The answer was quick, and Maya was genuinely surprised.

“R-really?!”

Genuinely surprised.

“Just spit it out. No funny business either.”

Maya actually felt elated as she did her best to nod in her position.

“Okay, I will tell you. My name really is Maya.”

“Maya. Maya what?”

“T-Tendou Maya.” She answered, before adding, “I’m a princess from the nearby kingdom, and I came here to confirm a rumor.”

Suddenly she felt herself released. Easing up into a sitting position, she turned to look at an oddly nervous face.

“... Are you serious about the princess bit... Tendou Maya?”

A tingle ran through her spine at the sound of her name rolling off those insanely gorgeous lips that she was suddenly so conscious of once more, almost forgetting to respond.

“Y-yes. Yes. I promise. No lies here.”

She was given a once-over, before the other party looked away and whispered a quiet ‘sorry’.

Why... was it so cute.

“So we can be civil.” Maya quipped, lightly teasing.

“Shut up.” The woman huffed. “And so? What rumor, p-princess?” Maya was asked carefully, snapping her out of any unnecessary thoughts.

Right. Maya inhaled deeply, breathing out a question in return to first confirm something. “Do you know how old you are?” She asked.

Her companion looked at her confusedly, before nodding. “If my guess is right, and that Maleficent visits every year or so to see if I still exist... then I know I am roughly twenty years old from the time I was taken away at six. But what does that have to do with what you’re saying?”

Maya nodded to herself, now a little more sure, and hoping that these rumors actually held some kind of truth to them. She looked seriously into confused eyes, ready to explain.

“If that is so then... the rumor was that a princess had been asleep in a castle in the woods for many years. I... came here to investigate.”

“Princess?” The girl echoed. “Me?” She asked again, pointing a finger to herself.

Maya nodded.

“What?”

“If the rumors hold any weight to them, then...”

“But really, a princess?” The girl continued to be skeptical, and Maya was becoming just as confused as she was.

“Wait, don’t you know that? But...” Digging through her memory, Maya was so sure that... “But you knew that you were supposed to prick your finger and fall asleep, didn’t you? Why wouldn’t you know that you’re a princess...”

Two confused ladies sat on a bed, staring at each other in utter confusion.

“I was raised in a cottage in the woods by three aunts. They just happened to warn me about something odd like this. And they told me that if I ever came across a Maleficent person, I should try my best to get away...”

“But how did you end up here?” Maya was now so very lost.

“I honestly do not know.” The blonde shrugged. “I woke up one day in the room with the needle, somehow felt angry that I fell into the stupid situation I was trying to avoid... and I remember walking away from it. Next thing I know, I’ve already grown up in... this place.” She shrugged nonchalantly, gesturing towards the whole room. Maya suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

“Pff- what?”

“What?” The look on the other woman’s face told Maya that she was slightly offended with Maya’s reaction.

“No, I just... Your tale sounded like it should have been much more dramatic than that. But then you just... walked away. From what was essentially your life’s bane.” Maya giggled, laughed in disbelief, combing a hand through her hair. “I can’t... I can’t believe you.” She said, looking the girl in the eyes in amusement.

“How rude... after I believed every word you said.” She grumbled.

“Except that you are possibly a princess?”

“...No one would believe that.”

“And you believe that I am?”

She received a shrug. “Best be safe than sorry. If you ever go back to your little kingdom and report that you were manhandled by a random prisoner in the forest, I might be free from this prison, but moving straight into another. Though that doesn’t sound so bad if it means I have company.”

“Pfff.. ahahahha. What are you saying?” She broke out into laughter, wiping tears away from her eyes, feeling more and more relieved by the second.

Everything felt so surreal to Maya. It all felt peaceful and settled, like she wasn’t just adventuring in a dangerous area; like she hadn’t just been under- and fighting against- the effects of a spell that was distorting her mind; as though she wasn’t just wrestling for life with the woman now seated calmly across from her.

A woman she still didn’t know, but felt like she should.

“And so?” Maya said, finally calming down.

“So? So what?”

Maya felt a familiar giddy smile playing over her lips once more.

“You told me what was essentially your life story, so how about you finally tell me your name next?”

“My name?”

“Yes. Your full name, if possible.” Maya said with a bat of her lashes that earned her an eye roll.

“Right, how about no.”

Maya felt her lips fall into a pout. “But why? Isn’t it only fair that I get your name in exchange for my own?”

“All is fair in love and war, whether you get my name or not.” The woman shrugged, returning a grin of her own.

Maya liked that. The grin, and the mention of love.

Love... huh.

As Maya continued to get hung over on those words, she heard a cock crow in the distance, reality immediately sinking in as she looked in the direction of the window only to be greeted by the thin orange line of the morning horizon.

‘No!’

“I-I have to go!” She sprung up to her feet, panic in her voice as she looked around the room hastily for anything she may have dropped of hers. Finding all her things secure, her gaze finally landed on the lonely smile on the face of the woman she had strangely become attached to- so much so that she didn’t want to leave. She gasped, realizing what she’d said wrong. “I-I mean... we- we have to-”

“I suppose this is goodbye.” The other woman said quietly in a tone that was a far cry from her earlier fierceness. “We both know I can’t leave. Not unless we figure out how I could.” She spoke, eyes trailing towards the door only Maya could see. Her voice was small, insecure. It was sorrowful. It hurt.

But it didn’t have to, Maya realized.

She coughed a few times, approaching the foot of the bed, kneeling by the seated maiden. She hesitantly offered her hands up, pleased when the response of the woman was to place her own in Maya’s.

Maya took in a deep breath to counter the unexpected anxiousness growing within her.

Lifting her gaze up, her words came out in a mere whisper. “M-May I... come see you again?”

Maya watched her eyes express the widest range of emotions she’d ever seen from a person. Shock, embarrassment, warmth, fondness, gratefulness...

They were beautiful.

Even the small drops of tears that had begun to form at the tips of her long lashes, beautiful.

Her current smile and bout of gentle laughter, beautiful.

The way she sniffled, and the fresh trail of tears that rewrote the story of the prior stains on her face- so beautiful.

The way her golden hair framed her face, stray tresses sticking to her slightly sweaty skin- beautiful.

Maya stared at beauty itself, and was left in awe.

“Only if you bring me a better meal than stale bread and uncooked potatoes.” She chuckled through her sniffling.

Maya felt her heart flutter erratically, barely managing a playful response. “Any requests?”

“... Tuna.” Was the near inaudible reply, coupled with a shy tint on her companion’s cheeks.

“May I inquire as to why?” Maya asked, feeling her stupid grin widening so much, it ached.

“...I just like it...”

Just who was this adorably shy creature, and how could Maya make her even happier.

“Understood. I will acquire for you only the best.” Maya smiled, the pads of her thumbs running circles over the smooth skin of the other princess’ hands.

Another crow of the rooster made her grip those hands lightly, the sting in her chest coming back.

“I s-suppose I’ll see you again later.” Maya said, looking down at their joined hands, avoiding the other’s gaze as she stood up.

As she began to pull away, she felt a light tug. Looking up, she met bashful garnets searching her eyes, and quivering lips that were trying to communicate something.

“Yes?” Maya gently prompted, squeezing her hands lightly.

“Claude. For now... you can call me... Claude...J-just so that... when you come back...” Claude trailed off, averting her gaze shyly- rather endearingly, might Maya add.

“Claude.” Maya smiled, placing a chaste kiss on her knuckles. “I will come back.”

She relished the blush blooming across ‘Claude’s’ face, pocketing it in a memory to be recalled multiple times throughout her everyday, no doubt.

“I will definitely bring you home. I’ll figure out a way.”

Maya cupped her face, wiping the few tears that had escaped away as she rested her forehead against Claude’s.

“I will definitely bring you home, free.”

A/N: I clearly strayed from theme. Sorry. Ah. ;-; sorry, this was no-good ;-; Sorry Leooooooo, hope you liked it even a littleeeeee.

~Shintori Khazumi

#mayakuro #shoujo kageki revue starlight #revstar #starira #fanfic #saijou claudine #tendou maya #aijo karen #hoshimi junna #parody #sleeping beauty

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Im supposed to be studying but P4 brainrot goes deep, so heres some ideas for a P4 Femc! (spoilers)

!!!!HUGE SPOILERS FOR ALL OF P4 - FINAL WARNING!!!!!

Her attitude could be a mix of Yu, Hamuko/Kotone and Akiren - definitely cheerful and caring but with that sass that Akiren had. (Not to say Yu didn't have any, Mr. "Sass Morooka and the first day of school")

I honestly dont think changing her persona from Izanagi to Izanami would work narratively. They are both deeply connected to each other so i think Izanagi can stay the same. Maybe like orpheus give him an updated design to match her.

In terms of her design i think going with that Sukeban thing Yu had going during the Drag Show could be a good base. A sort of "looks deceive" theme going, with her being really intimidating lookwise but pretty nice inside like Kanji.

Which Brings me to Social Links!

Ok, big one, and you might disagree on this (and i get you).

As much as id love to date Yosuke (I GET IT WE ALL WANT TO ) I dont think poor guy is ready to enter a relationship after Saki's passing.

(Also, thats why i think if Yu and Yosuke would end up together It would be after the games. He needs to figure stuff out).

His social link could play out similarly, but with more focus on who Saki was for him before that (maybe have him visit her grave? You know, for some angst?)

REST OF GUYS ON THE OTHER HAND

Kanji, would benefit from having a gruff looking friend as well. Someone who sympathyses with him.

Teddie, well he could try to hit on Femc and realise that the human world of emotions is a lot to bear and he might not be quite ready. (He still calls her sensei, but here a sensei of love)

Id love to see a member of the Occult club from that one side quest to be a social link. Someone who talks about mythology a lot (It's also megaten so could actually preach about something that happened in other games)

Also, I think it would be cool if instead of Adachi there was a Social link with Namatame (making the reveal more shocking)

I also really like the idea of a Link with Hanako, who was the Butt of many not-funny jokes. Have the player learn about her attitute, maybe dive into her insecurities?

Nanako still adopts people and force to be her siblings.

Big Sis? Big Sis!

Besties with Ai!

I honestly dont think Margaret could be replaced with a male attendant but Marie is sitting there. Theo now has an adopted brother. (Plus another romace option)

I was also thinking of some nighttime social links and... what if Lady Shiroku? Have her talk about her life, and husband (kinda stepping on the Death ladies teritory but whatevs)

OTHER STUFF

Oh OHOH Little Akiren!!!! Somewhere in there.

Maybe Gekkougan does these trips to Inaba regularly? Let's have a team from there vist and Mention that Yasogami will visit them later that year!

Other hobbies. Maybe instead of reading Femc like to watch stuff?

#Persona 4 #Jelly rambles #persona headcanon #long post #p4 #lets tag the normal protag as well #yu narukami #souji seta

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shadowhuntertrash · 3 years

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I might have another request for the otp thing 😁 could you maybe do herongraystairs?

OMG YES THANK YOU I LOVE THIS (also @autumnangel20)

So it depends if someone is fighting with Will the best way to make up is to buy him a book and read it too him. They don't know who started it but its the best way to gain his forgiveness. If it's Tessa they learned to just give her space to ride it out and let her rant at them about whatever they did. If it's Jem they just apologize because he's chill and he will easily forgive them for most things.

They love going to the park. Tessa likes to read under the trees, Jem likes to sit and feel the breeze when it's cold outside, and Will enjoys tormenting the ducks (until they chase him then he decides its time to leave)

I feel like Will is most likely to be prom royalty cause he's got that Herondale charm and that whole bad boy vibe that makes everyone want to be the only exception (but he's already found his exceptions) i feel like Jem and Tessa are both also popular Jem for being nice and Tessa for just being amazing and yeah.

I feel like Jem is actually a really good cook because there were days when he couldn't make breakfast or dinner but he felt better afterwards and didn't want to bother the cook so he learned how to make his own food. I feel like Will can cook too because his mom made sure he started learning from a young age and he helped Jem out when he was just a little too weak to do it himself. Which leaves Tessa whos been taught to cook but hates it and never pays enough attention. She tried making a turkey for Thanksgiving once and burned it so bad you couldn't get any meet off of it.

Jem and Will often share a bed and Tessa will come and sit in there to read sometimes. She'll read out loud to them while Will plays with Jem's hair while Jem falls asleep. Other times Tessa will crawl in with them and sleep between them, her head on Will's chest her hand holding Jem's.

Will finds himself hilarious. He's got the kind of humor that Tessa and Jem find amusing but no one else really gets. He'll tell a joke and crack up laughing but no one else will if Jem and Tessa aren't there because they don't understand it. It took Tessa a while to understand his humor as well so Jem had to explain all of Will's jokes as Will worked himself into tears laughing so hard.

They have movie nights each week and they take turns choosing the movie. Tessa is a simp for Mr. Darcy so they often watch Pride and Prejudice on Tessa's days. Will likes dramatic movies so they often watch adventure movies like The Matrix and the like. Jem likes musicals and has repeatedly made them watch Mary Poppins because the songs are "the best ever made" and Julie Andrews is "a literal queen". Tessa and Will often tease him about it but he loves Julie and the movie so much that it doesn't even bother him.

Jem names the pet. Will and Tessa enjoy animals but Jem is an animal person so when they found a cat who they decided to keep Jem named him Palace to which Tessa and Will told him he needed to stop naming animals after places. He ignores them and continues naming animals that way.

Tessa often calls Will dude as an inside joke because when Will was chasing her she would call him dude in way of keeping him friend zoned. It obviously didn't work but they found it hilarious and Tessa constantly refers to Will as dude.

This ones complicated. Will makes the first move and then is like hahaha jk I don't want you Tessa because he's confused because he's been in love with Jem for years. So then Jem makes a move on Tessa and they get together and Will is like jabsuwbs I dont know what to do. So Jem mistakes his confusion for anger because he thinks he wants Tessa so then he's like im sorry because he wants Tessa but he loves Will and just wants Will to be happy. So then Will and Tessa are together and Tessa is like mkay I have a confession please don't be mad but I understand if you want to break up and Will is like oh god what is it what's wrong?? And Tessa is like deep breath, okay im also in love with Jem and Will is like ohoh thank god lol same and she's like wait what and hes like yeah for years. So then they decide to just tell Jem and see what happens and he's like bruh fr cause I love yall too and thats that story.

They don't get jealous really. They all know how much they mean to each other and have faith in their loyalties. If they were jealous it wouldn't work between them.

Tessa wants kids as does Jem but Will stresses out about it because he still feels like a child so how is he supposed to raise his own?? They all raise James Mina and Lucie together and they do amazing because they all make AMAZING parents.

Will started the prank war with Tessa by ruining her favorite book (but not really it was a copy) and Tessa got him back by putting hair dye in his shampoo to which he responded by putting poppers under the rug which actually got Jem who they hadn't meant to get. Jem then got them back by putting toothpaste in oreos. Jem most definitely won that prank war.

We know the names. Will had two kids with Tessa, James who they named after Jem, Lucie who they named after a character from A Tale of Two Cities, and then Tessa and Jem had a kid who they named Wilhelmina after Will.

Tessa starts out passing candy out at the house while Will and Jem take the kids trick or treating and by the time Will, Jem and the kids get back Tessa is fed up with sitting outside and so they leave the candy outside and go watch movies.

#herongraystairs #tessa and will #jem and tessa #tessa herondale #tessa gray #tessa carstairs #jem carstairs #will herondale #will and jem #will x jem #will x jem x tessa #ask answered

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theatregaymer · 3 years

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You need to Relax~ SuzaLulu sfw tickle fic

Here is a pairing I’ve long been a fan of. Suzaku was my first muse back when I started roleplaying on here and enjoying it. A friend of mine @ticklish-v-93 and I got together for a sfw tickle fic since we know a lot of us like sfw as well as nsfw. I’ll upload one or two of those later but this one is more for everyone!

As the bugs sang to the evening sky, Suzaku Kururugi was making his way...or rather slugging his way home. Having just finished another group cram session, he'd long since passed when he thought he would be home. But when the groove hits ya, you just have to ride it...right? He'd been preparing for these final exams like his life depended on them, his work taking up a lot of his time though, thus resulting in his stress levels and fatigue being higher than they were even back in midterms.

College life really was exhausting, though he did know he was luckier than most, having someone to come back to amidst all his internal exhaustion.As he opened the door to the apartment they shared, the man left his size eleven shoes at the door before calling out. "Lelouch? You still up? Mmph sorry I took so long, you got my text though right?" He'd sent word ahead as they agreed, when he would likely be home late and not to wait up for him to eat dinner, he usually got by on vending machine ramen or something depending on if the cafe on campus was still open. He came out of the entryway and felt his shoulders relax slightly, his lover seated on the couch with the television showing some kind of film he hadn't really seen before. He let his bag rest along the side of the couch for now, knowing he'd be hitting the books first thing in the morning while he ate breakfast to save time. "Hey, you could have gone to bed ya know?"

Lelouch had dozed off with the tv on as he waited up for his boyfriend. It being finals he saw how Suzaku cramed for his exams and overworked himself. Lelouch himself had one more paper to turn in. Yet since he was almost done he could give his boyfriend tlc.He rubbed his eyes and perked up as he smiled at his boyfriend. "Su, welcome back." he beckoned him over, wanting to greet him properly. "I know but I felt bad and decided to wait up for you. So how did it go? Today was your last day finishing everything right?" He asked as he watched him make his way tiredly to the couch.

The brunet wavered for only a second, having his own mind somewhat sluggish at the moment. Suzaku undid the few buttons on his top, part of his chest being revealed as he let himself relax around his best friend, roommate and partner in life. "I hope you at least ate something...mmph yeah the big stuff is done but..." He knew Lelouch wouldn't like it, but he couldn't rest on his laurels yet. As one of the only Japanese students here at their university it was almost like he felt he had to excel in all his scholarly aspects in order to show any of his peers or even teachers that he was not just some lucky transfer student. "I still have some minor things to go over before next week. Nothing that will keep me out late but, I won't be puttin the books down just yet." He said with a smile, trying to keep their soft and loving mood going rather than get a lecture at this hour. His rear end finally sinking into the cushions, the boy reclined somewhat instantaneously with a groan as he could have sworn he felt a pop in his back after having been hunched over all day.

Lelouch listened, and with each word he had a concerned and disapproving expression before he finally sighed and shook his head as he settled beside him. He understood why his boyfriend worked so hard, he knew of some of the professors and students who didn't believe he earned his place in the school. So to prove them wrong he go back over his completed assignments before final submission, being meticulous as he searched for any error he missed or reworking. "Haa Suzu...I won't lecture you, because I understand why." He shot him a soft yet loving scolding look. "So I'm gonna use a different method...you can lay on my lap and rest properly or I make you." He let his eyes narrow as he patted his lap. "If you don't at least break properly you won't be in tip top form." He wasn't upset but didn't like the way his lover would overwork himself because idiots couldn't get over the fact that he was a genius.

Suzaku smiled initially, the warm words of understanding coming from Lelouch and washing over him. He could kiss him right now, sloppy as his tired kisses could be. However he caught the look in those eyes right away and knew he was still in trouble, even without a lecture. "Eehehehe...s-seriously? I mean I'm grateful and all, I mean...I accept...thanks." He was too tired to defend himself right now anyways, and an argument usually ended with him getting outwitted anyways. He grunted and stretched out, a grunt eeking out of his throat as he took a second to find a comfy position with his head resting on Lelouch's thighs, his legs being long enough that his ankles rested on the arm of the couch. "Mmm this is actually...kinda nice, heh. If your legs get numb though you need to let me know." He could just study tomorrow once he woke up right? Lelouch wouldn't mind that...he hoped.

Lelouch rolled his eyes at the adorable doofus of a boyfriend flicking him teasingly on the forehead with a smirk. "Yes, and you should be." when he was comfortable he leaned down pecking his forehead. "Sure sure, I will but first." he squeezed his cheeks. "I hope you aren't thinking about studying..." he could tell when Suzaku was making plans in his head. His brow would lightly furrow in the cutest of ways and his eyes would slightly darken in thought. Completely unnoticeable if you didn't grow up with him. "Suuuzaakuu~" he drawled out his name as he smooshed his cheeks. "If you are I’m going to take matters into my own hands...literally." he smirked as his fingers started playing with his ears.

The brunet was caught red handed, how was Lelouch able to see what he was thinking so easily!? Well then again, the two had been friends since childhood, even after so much time apart they'd gotten right back into their friendship so quickly. And developing that relationship further into what it was now...well there were bound to be things they knew about one another after all that time. Through squished cheeks and the teasing of his ears, Suzaku attempted to explain himself...or at least lie. "No noho hehe I pwomishheheh hehey oomph come on Lelouch Ihi'm too tired for that." He said, not even thinking of where it might lead his boyfriend since there were certain things about him Lelouch liked to exploit to gain an advantage. That was his style after all, exploit a weakness and turn it into your own strength.

He knew it! Well at least he can distract him from such thoughts. "Ohhh, I can't tell, you must not be that tired if you can think of plans, so you can handle this!" he chirped fingers moving to his neck. "I think this is just what you need. Proper punishment for overworking yourself." he said over him. "I bet you even planned to sleep for a certain amount of hours then waking up early to finish whatever things you had left to do." he said alternating between tickling his ears and neck.

"Pffthehehehaha oh ohoh noho come ohohonahah!" Lelouch was nothing if not thorough, sometimes overly so. His thought processes moved at a staggering rate leaving Suzaku little room to mentally maneuver around whatever he could say. "HAha nah no please Ihi swearhahaha ack come ohon mercy you knohow how it tickles!" Suzaku weakly began trying to curl up, being comfortable enough to not want to leave this spot as he turned his face into the other's stomach to laugh his heart out.

Lelouch cooed at the action trying not to laugh himself. Because it was finals the two didn't really have that much quality time together besides a kiss here and there. With how much their schedules kept them separated and busy. So now here he was, tired as they both were he couldn't wait until they were done. It was time to collect!! "Awww nope let me feed off that sweet laughter!" He snickered and moved his fingers to his ears. "Ahh mercy? Nono how bout some food, likeeee raspberries!" He chirped with out warning attached his lips to his exposed neck and blews light raspberries and nibbling at the exposed skin.

Suzaku was completely at the other's mercy now, those exploratory fingers wreaking havoc on him even with only these light attentions. "HAha ah wahaha noho nono KYAAHAahha!" The raspberry, dear god why was he still so vulnerable to those things at his age? Lelouch's lips were soft, perfect to vibrate against his neck and make the poor guy buck and squirm around some more. "MMhmhmhmhmph! Looohouch meheanie!" He complained, letting out a bit more of an undignified and childish side of himself while trying to curl up.

At the comment Lelouch growled playfully then delivered another loud raspberry. He giggled himself as his lover squirmed around, it was nice to hear his laughter, if anything he was addicted. So to gain more he shot his hands to his sides poking and squeezing. "Mnmnm pbbttt..mhuaahh!" He lifted his head. "Not nice to call names mister tease!" He chimed grinning down at him. "Mean would be me cuffing you to the bed and tickling you until sun up." He snickered. "Plus, I can't trust you to stay still enough before you dash out that door again!" He said finding an unprotected spot and digging his fingers in.

Suzaku moved like a man possessed. Lelouch choosing to target his poor sides had him twitching and wriggling about in that lap, only slightly managing to not fall off the couch at this point. "BWHAHAh ahah AH staha no no that's haha not fahahirhah! Youhu wouldn't!" The only time they'd actually done cuffs with tickling was one of Suzaku's birthdays, definitely a wake up call he never forgot. "HIhihehehaha AH AHAHA I WIHIHLL Pleehehasehaha just move somewhere eleehehehse!" The brunet pleaded, knowing and accepting that this sort of punishment was inevitable. He didn't hate it, liked it sometimes in fact, but Lelouch knew that and always tended to keep him in suspense as to when he would strike.

"Hmmm?" Hummed playfully as he heard his words. "Completely fair love." He said over his laughter. "Ohhh think I won't when I will...hehe this time I won't buuuuttt. Next time when you least expect it." He told him thinking maybe once their exams were over he would reward him in his own special way. "Huh? Move?" His smile turned downright evil. "You said it...not me!" He changed his position a little and stretched over him and went for his hips.

The ideas for such a wild night were not completely lost on the brunet, but at the same time his entire being wasn't really in on any conversations right now. He barely caught a glimpse of Lelouch's wickedly playful smirk before his lithe hips were seized. "Whahat are you GYAAHAHAA aAH AHA NONONONHIOHOHHAHAIHIHI!" One of his top three spots no doubt, the hips had never been somewhere Suzaku thought himself to be vulnerable until Lelouch got ahold of them. Something about his delicate fingers, his touch almost like an artist molding a masterpiece...Suzaku had no chance at preventing such embarrassing and rapid paced laughter from bursting forth.

"There we go! Wow!" He chuckled himself as he squeezed his hips, digging his thumbs into the groves then moving up to his sides then his ribs and with some struggle was trying to get to his armpits " Yes! Let me get your armpits!" He said giddy from the situation. "Let me in Suzu!" He said sweetly and he focused on his ribs since his arms were clamped down. They should be sleeping after all but did not want to pass up this chance of physical affection. "This is helping both of us! You look so refreshed!" He grinned as he continued to assault him with tickles as he became more drunk off his laughter.

High pitched cackling, soft moments of silent laughter in between louder fits of uncontrollable giggles, Lelouch had him right where he wanted him to be sure. "HAhaha...eheh ah no nohoh please no aharmpihihitshshsheheha!" The poor brunet was writhing, desperately trying to think of what he could do to defend himself even in the slightest as his arms stayed as closely tightened as possible. He bent them at the elbow though, trying to lean into Lelouch and tickle with his hands where he could as payback, despite knowing that in this situation he definitely couldn't be as effective, nor get at the really good spots.

"Dont worry I'll get them eventually! Maybe I should go for your fe-eheheehet!" Lelouch jumped a laugh as he felt his hands get active below him and pulled back just to clasped both hands. "Oh you little sneak hehe!" he grinned down at him as he allowed for a brief breather keeping their hands clasped. "Maybe I should go for your neck again for that little stunt." It was no secret that he was just as ticklish as his boyfriend. Just he was better at hiding it and getting the upper hand on Suzaku.

Grinning as he at least got a bit of a breather, Suzaku knew he made the right call after hearing Lelouch's next targets. "Heheh...mmmhmhmhm, Maybe instehead, we can work out a deal?" He asked, not to get more studies after, but to make sure he could obtain some payback when his own torment was ended. "I'll let you get one of the spots...heh the pits or the feet. But in return...I'm gonna get you back, on your back." He grinned widely, knowing the other boy had quite the sensitive spine...and he loved playing him like a piano. Sure he was at a disadvantage, but if his own hands were in check now, that meant Lelouch couldn't keep tickling him either.

Lelouch listened to his offer with an amused smirk, usually he was the one planning and making deals that would give him the upper hand. Yet as he stared down at his boyfriend he couldn't help but shake his head with a small laugh. "Striking a deal huh? You drive a hard bargain!" he thought about it and almost wanted to decline and go back to tickling him. This was suppose to be a 'punishment'...Thaaat quickly turned into self indulgence. Plus his back was his worst spot and he hated his laughter when he was tickled their. "Haha alright, it only fair," he leaned down capturing those lips briefly. "Mmnn lets see," he thought about what he wanted and decided to target the spot he was closest too. "Give me those pits Mr.Tease." he grinned down at him.

He was glad Lelouch was so understanding and willing to deal with his bit of selfishness at least in this regard. Of course, even though he knew one of those spots would be subjected to torture, he still struggled for a moment to lower his guard as he looked up at Lelouch while getting comfy again. "Mmhmhmhm crap. I swehear you better be ready for my turn." Arms tentatively moving at a snail's pace, he jerked a little out of fear a couple times before reaching up and gripping the armrest of the couch for support, his pits wide open and practically wearing a sign that said kill me now.

"Oh dont worry I will be." he chuckled booping his nose. "Now arms up Suzu!" he said showing him his hands, snickering at the flinches and hesitation before he finally yielded. "Aww that's cute," he giggled at his expression. "Don't worry I won't be long!" He dug in before he could clamp his arms. "Tickle tickle Mr.tease!" He taunted with a grin. He was most likely gonna get it worse for the teasing but at least it was worth it just to see that gorgeous smile.

Though his arms did jerk a bit, Suzaku kept his hands holding firmly to the couch, even when his legs bucked into the air at the sudden and intense feeling of his poor pits falling under fire. "GWAHAHah haah ahah AH AHAH LELOHOHOUCHEHEHAH Oh MY gahahadhahaha!" The brunet's laughter continued unhindered, his vocals rising up an octave on occasion as he certainly didn't feel tired anymore, though that would probably hit him later after things calmed down.

Lelouch happily indulged himself as he continued scribbling his fingers in the spot. To futher mess with his boyfriend he gasped. "Woah Suzu I think I feel a hair trying to come in!" He pinch and clawed switching between hard and soft tickles just enjoying the sight and sound he continued for a moment more before stopping and simply rubbing his hands down his side. "See was that so bad?" He cooed moving bangs from his forehead.

"HEHEHAAAHAHA AHAHA AH NOHOHO You HEHEHAHAha! LeLOUHUHUHUCH!" The poor boy squealed, legs flopping about again until his love seemed to finally take some pity on him. Suzaku was panting groaning as his arms came down and tried rubbing the feeling away. He looked up at Lelouch, playfully pushing out his lower lip with a huff. "Mmph...i'm so gonna get you double time." He declared with a pout, having another spot in mind that he knew would put Lelouch in a similar state.

"Hehe I know you will!" He kissed those lips again. "But was it really that bad?" He cooed as he scratched through his scalp. "You look better too." He tapped his forehead. "And not as grimy like earlier...well you could use a shower and some shampoo." He teased just to mess with him. "Maybeee I should continue and get those cuffs." He strecthed moving to stand.

Suzaku huffed in a joking manner, sitting upright and stretching himself before blinking slightly and turning to snatch Lelouch around the waist. Just like that, his strength was practically fully functional as he pulled the boy back onto the couch with him. "Ooohoho no, I think you're gonna stay right here mister tickle monster." His superior athleticism gave quite the advantage here as once he was in control it would be nigh impossible for his more intellectual partner to escape him. And thus he playfully pushed Lelouch down face first, cackling like a playful villain before he shoved his hands up the back of his shirt and began doodling different lines, circles and swirls along his bare skin.

Lelouch shrieked with a laugh as he was pulled back down. "W-wahahait pft Suzaku!" He flailed as they wrestled and he was maneuvered on his back, he should have worked more on gaining muscles along with his intellect. "Nononono pfthehee kyaha mnff." He bit his lip and covered his mouth as he grabbed a pillow tossing it at his boyfriend. His legs kicked as one of his most ticklish areas was exposed.

"Pffthahah hehey now I didn't use weapons!" Suzaku complained playfully, using claw motions to crawl up his boyfriend's back and then down along his ribs and flanks, giving him squeezes all the way down. The whole time he was shifting his weight, dodging as much as he could while feeling Lelouch writhe in agony underneath him. He may be rather ticklish himself, but his dainty partner was for sure much more wild and unstable when you got him in a good spot. "I wonder if your feet are worse than your back Lelouch, what do you think?" He teased, not even really pausing as he continued to work his thumbs into the other's waist.

“Pfahahaaa!" He bucked with a pitchy laugh as he felt those fingers making him arch out of control. "Hahaha arhghahaha Suzakahahahaha!" He tried to roll onto his back to escape the feeling but his body was heavy and had all his weight on top him. Plus the tickling was taking all the fight out of him. "Nohohoohohoho! Oh my gohohohosh!" He clamped his arms down to his sides as some form of protection.

"Oh? No you say? Noooo? Not here then, well we might as well try the other spot." Suzaku happily announced before pulling his hands back and turning around. Seated on Lelouch's butt now, the brunet reached down and, after a bit of struggling, grabbed both of Lelouch's ankles and hoisted them towards him. He made a habit of drawing out this particular torture, starting to scratch and scribble his fingers along both soles with one hand.

"Thahahahats nohohoht what I meantehehehe!" he cackled with a squeal and groan, he tried to keep his feet hidden and out of his lover's grasp and shreiked as he was caught. "Nononoooo Suzuhuhuhu pft I hahahahate you so much!" he pounded at the couch as the worse torture began. Oh this was war! if he could reach back and get him he would.

Suzaku giggled wickedly, having an almost sinister cackling sound to his voice as he eagerly stripped the boy's socks away and went doubletime over both feet. Heel to toe, back and forth, he didn't really let up until he was suddenly rubbing each toe instead, cooing his boyfriend to calm him down. "Hahaha there there, gosh your feet are so ticklish Lulu~" He teased with the nickname their friends came up with, knowing that if he wasn't blushing from his undignified response, that would get him heated in a hurry.

"Nohohoho GAHAhahahaaha!" he laughed out as he struggled to try and get free but could only laugh and toss and turn. "Ahahaaha...ahh haa pft hehehe ahh haha..." He gave a laughing glare to his boyfriend as he all but melted and laid there blushing heavily at the nickname he groaned hiding his face in the cushion. "Thahahats not my fault you ass." came the muffled response. Though he was happy Suzaku was in better spirits. "Your just as t-ticklish there too!" he said still refusing to show his heated face.

Suzaku couldn't stop smiling at how cute Lelouch was with his guard down, his normal walls no longer preventing his real self to shine through. The muffled protests were mostly easy to make out, Suzaku gathering there was some return taunts as well as accusations. "Sorry what was that?" He said playfully, fingers digging into the soft balls of the other's feet for a second to get a renewed reaction. "Hehhe not my fault you didn't take advantage." The brunet couldn't help but enjoy this ticklish little time they had together, the stress almost wiped completely from his mind due to Lelouch's influence.

"Kyahaha! Hehehehe!" Lelouch bucked with a shriek flushed face coming out of hiding as he laughed. Only Suzaku could bring this side out of him, making him break through all that regal and mature persona to the wind and be as immature as he wanted. He was more than happy to be able to act like this around him. "Ahahaha! I saihhihihid you're j-just as ticklish too youhuhuhu ass!" He giggled out covering his face as he struggled to reach back and aimed a squeeze at his knee. If he wanted him to take advantage more he would as much as he could.

Suzaku saw this coming, the inevitable countermove by his chess loving partner. But he was ready, quickly snatching said arm and holding it out so he could in turn reach in and reintroduce the vulnerable armpit to tickles again. "Ooohohoho bad moove Lulu~ Oooohohoho tickle tickle tickle hehehe. Oomph!" Suzaku grunted as he let up and laid down on top of the other's back, making sure to hug him from behind and prevent any further tickle attacks. "But you win, no studying, no stress....yawn aaaall relaxation...mmm starting with a nap here."

"OH SHIHIHIT! Suhuhuhuahahaha!GAhahahaha!" He tried to clasp his arm down yet all he could was lay there and take it. "Hahaha ahh hngnn." He panted and flinch as those arms wrapped around him, thinking he was going to go for his stomach yet relaxed when that wasn't the case. "Uhng Suzaku get off so we can at least cuddle in the bed! Dont crush me hereeee!" he whined playfully trying to turn in his arms. "I know you aren't asleep that fast!"

Suzaku playfully make snoring sounds, exhaling and blowing into Lelouch's ears once or twice before he giggled and got up. "Cuddles sound good to me hehe. You gonna make me breakfast tomorrow?" He asked teasingly, offering his hand with that casual smile that Lelouch no doubt fell for a long time ago.

"Nyahaha Suzahahaha...hgn hahaha..ahh!" He rubbed at his ears before taking his hand with a laugh face still flushed as he stood. At the breakfast comment he pinched his sides. "Wise guy...psh it was going to be a surprise. Now im not sure." He smirked walking past him into the room. "But if you get yourself a full eight hours then maybe I'll think about... now shower and come to bed. If you start working I swear to tickle you again until you pass out!" He beckoned him with a finger. " But if you want I'll keep you company in the shower and wash you hair~" he purred.

Suzaku nodded, feeling the alert status he'd gained from the tickles begin to wear off. Of course as he rubbed the back of his head and stretched, he couldn't help but hear the subtle meaning behind Lelouch's words as he walked away. "Huh? H-hey Lelouch! Wait a sec, together! I want you to wash my hair!" He quickly chased after him, knowing what that kind of tone meant for the tactical genius that never failed to put him in check. He'd get that sleep, but the night was clearly still young...

#tickles #sfw #boyfriend tickling #suzaku kururugi #lelouch lamperouge #code geass #rp #fluff

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anothermrvictormoron · 4 years

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Hey guys i've just finished this little headcon about Gavin and Victor that has been on my mind for a long time. Enjoy it ^^

When Victor/Gavin is coming home after work finding MC making Tiktoks

Victor:

+ Victor is at LFG for a meeting while you're at home all by yourself

+ Althought Victor had told you that you're not allowed to cook something on your own you're making some cookies to kill time and to surprise him *not only with a completely messed up kitchen*

+ So you go get the ingredients, mix them in a bowl to get the dough, form the cookies and you put them in the oven ect

+"Hm...What now?"

+ You decide to check your Instagram and find some videos from Kiro where he makes some kind of choreography to a short soundtrack in the background

+ "Huh...What's that? Tiktok?" *feeling like Victor when he got to know modern language*

+ You think they're really funny and that you want to make that too

+ You decide to download Tiktok althought you first have to figure out what you exactly have to do

+ As you get everything and watched some Tiktoks from other people you're looking for a soundtrack to dance to

+ The song "Boss Bitch" by Doja Cat caught your eyes immediately

+ You watch some Tiktoks with this trend to figure out a choreography

+ You try and fail but you don't give up so easily *thanks to Victor*

+ While you're trying to make your Tiktok Victor enters your apartment with some groceries to cook you something very delicious *not only your pudding*

+ Gets alarmed as he sees smoke coming out of the kitchen

+ It dawns on him

+ "MC?" Running into the kitchen to find the cause of the smoke *but ofc he's worried sick about you althought he wouldn't admit it*

+ You were surprised to hear Victor voice *why is he home yet?*

+ You finally notice the smoke coming out of the kitchen "OH NO MY COOKIES!!" also running in the kitchen with your smartphone in your hand to call the fire fighters if needed

+ Gladly you see Victor taking care of the burnt cookies like a real man while opening the window *damn I would nearly give everything to see him so stressed like that*

+ After things were under Victors controll again he glares at you *ohoh*

+ "Idiot! How many time do i have to tell you not to cook or bake when I'm not around! Also look at this mess! Can't you take care of such easy things?"

+ Silently hearing him out while being embarrassed "I-I'm sorry i forgot the time an-"

+ Victor, interrupting you immediately "What? What where you doing to forget the fact that u've put something in the oven?"

+ While getting more and more embarrassed you show him what you were doing "Uhm I've found this app where you have to dance to a soundtrack. It's called Tiktok. I thought it would be fun so I tried it out. Here, have a look at it."

+ Victor furrows his brow as u show him that Tiktok of you *Tiktok? Whats that?*

+ "Dummy..." looking at you "Don't do this again, you heard me? If you want to bake something tell me."

+ You nod as you take your phone away "Got it but Victor...would you maybe want to do some with me?"

+ "You really think that you're in the position to make any demands now? Take a wet towel so that we can clean this mess up u've made or else I won't be able to cook dinner."

+ You just need to hear the word "dinner" to speed off to go get a wet towel "On my way, Mr. Li!"

+ Whispering under his breath while maybe parting his lips for a little smile "Dummy...don't make me worry like this again."

Gavin:

+ Gavin is gone because of some sort of mission so MC tries her best not to worry about him that much *but she does*

+ "I hope that he is ok..."

+ You try to figure out something let ur thoughts drift off from that sensitive subject

+ You scroll through your phone for your game apps but you have played them so many times that you get bored just at the sight of them

+"Boring..."

+ You find Tiktok on your phone

+ You have heard about this app but never actually tried it out so you look through some Tiktoks to figure out what you have to do

+ "Alright! I just have to try!"

+ You're looking for a specific soundtrack while you're trying to keep the movements in your mind

+ "What a man gotta do?" - Jonas Brothers

+ You're starting your Tiktok but you need a few tries to remind the choreography u want to do

+ As you tried ur luck over and over again u don't recognise that Gavin enteres the flat

+ He calls you but doesn't get an answer *immediately alarmed bc you're always coming to the front door to greet him**yes he does actually uses doors*

+ He starts to worry and is just about to enter the living room has he spots you dancing in the middle of the room to some random music

+ "Huh?" Standing in the door frame while watching you pretty interested *little stalker*

+ If you just could see him now! Getting flustered while his cheeks turn slightly pink as he watches you enjoying yourself

+ As you turn around you catch Gavin peeking at you. You stumble bc you don't watch your step and you're about to fall as a certain someone is fast enough to catch you while your smartphone is still recording

+ Flustered you lay your arms around his neck to press your face against his shoulder as he looked at your phone that has finally stopped recording

+ "Are you hurt? What were you doing here anyway?"

+ Embarrassed you explain him what you were doing as you cuddle him because you are also glad that he's finally home

+ Holding you tight as he takes your phone to look at your Tiktok and thinks it's actually pretty cute *especially the part where he catches you*

+ Taking the phone from him away to look at the Tiktok by yourself and you think the same way as he does

+ "It's reealllly cute and I promise that I won't publish it! I'll save it to my private tiktoks! But would you do some more with me?"

+ Gavin is kinda surprised by your request but because he loves you so much he doesn't say no althought he doesn't know what to do *being a bit helpless but that's okkk*

+ You explain everything to him and you're doing some Tiktoks together *they turn out a bit messy but they're just for u two so it doesn't really matter*

+ They're all awesome and you are very happy as you two look through them

+ Seing u smile is his biggest treasure

+ "We couldn't have done it better!"

+ Pulling you into a sweet kiss while being a bit exhausted *You had to repeat some Tiktoks because you didn't liked them*

+ "If you want we can do that more often. If this uhm how is it called again? Ah Tiktok..uhm makes you happy, I'm happy."

#mlqc #love and producer #mlqc bai qi #li zeyan #mlqc gavin #mlqc headcanon #mlqc imagine #mlqc li zeyan #mr love gavin #mr love victor #mr love queens choice #bai qi

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writingforevren · 3 years

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for @ockissweek this is a cute and fluffy short I made with my characters Max and Finn from my WIP Rainclouds that’s based a few years after the events of Rainclouds take place. You get to see a little bit of this ship in the WIP but since it’s one of my favorite things to write I decided to write this. Hope you enjoy! :)

It’d been years. Years and years since they’d last seen each other. And then one day- They were just there all the sudden.

Finn waited by the front of the University for Max to show up. He had agreed to show them around town since they had just recently enrolled. He wasn’t sure if Max was actually going to show up at this point and actually felt a little disappointed. He sighed and turned to walk away before hearing,

“Oi Finny where are you going? I thought you were gonna take me around town.” Finn spun around to see the familiar face with cropped black hair and a goofy smile on their face, “Don’t tell me you were gonna leave without me.”

“Finny?” Finn questioned and felt a smile play at his lips.

“Well that is your name right Finny?” Max grinned and approached him, placing a hand on Finn’s shoulder, “Now come on then let’s go I want to see the sights and you’re gonna show me them.”

“Yeah alright, honestly I was doubting whether you’d show up at all.”

“Awe I’m hurt that you’d think that low of me Finny…” Max paused then looked Finn up and down. “Have you gotten shorter?”

“Oh my god it’s been four years and that’s all you can say...” Finn rolled his eyes.

“No but seriously you used to be like this tall,” Max held their hands up as an example, “And now you’re like-“ They moved their hands closer together, “This tall.”

“Bloody hell you’re just as annoying as ever…” Finn muttered.

“Finny, Did you shrink? Did you meet a witch who transformed you into a dwarf or something?” Max said rather dramatically.

Finn couldn’t help but laugh, “Maybe, you just… grew.” He said as if growing was an abstract idea.

“No you definitely got shrunk by a witch and I’m sticking to that.”

Finn snorted, “Alright if you insist now let’s actually walk shall we?”

Max giggled, “I mean I suppose that’s our only option considering we can’t fly, though that would be my preferred method of transportation”

“Come on then,” Finn said from a bit further in front of Max.

“Oh! Yeah alright I’m coming,” Max ran to catch up with him.

Finn led Max along the sidewalk for a bit and eventually they approached a pair of giant trees that had begun to change colors with autumn. Max looked up at the trees and smiled.

“Pretty place innit?” Finn gazed up at the trees and stuffed his hands into his pockets.

“Oh it’s lovely! Especially with all of the autumn colors,” Max beamed.

“C’mon now there’s still a lot to see and we don’t have all day,” Finn grabbed Max’s hand and lead them away, though their gaze didn’t tear away from the colorful trees.

“It’s so pretty…”

They had spent the day exploring every corner and possibly every shop in the town and by the end of it they were- in short exhausted.

“So what’d you think?” Finn asked.

“It was fun, I like the town, it’s really pretty and as that familiar small town vibe that I remember so well,” Max replied as they plopped down on a park bench.

“Yeah,” Finn smiled and took a seat next to them.

"Kinda reminds me of school.. y'know when we used to sneak out into town and do dumb shit instead of doing our homework.”

“Right,” Finn snickered.

“Hey Finn?..” Max asked softly, turning to him.

“Yeah?..” Finn replied, turning his attention back towards them. He was suddenly aware of how close they were and after second he asked again, “What?..”

“I- uhm... nevermind,” Max tore their gaze away from Finn and looked down.

“You can tell me or do whatever you want or whatever uhm…” Finn found himself blurting out.

Max snickered, “God you’re like a fucking puppy.”

“Huh?..” Finn questioned, how was he like a puppy?..

Max cupped his face and Finn felt the soft press of their lips against his own. He froze for a moment as his senses were overwhelmed. He could faintly taste the sweetness of their vanilla lip balm, that he wished to taste more. He pressed his lips against Max’s, gently kissing them back as he wrapped his arms around their neck.

Finn suddenly broke the kiss, “I- Max you know we can’t do this right?” he said breathlessly though their noses were still touching and their lips were only an inch apart. He could lie and say that he didn’t like it- but that would be a lie- but he didn’t really fancy cheating on his boyfriend with his lost friend. Friend? Honestly he wasn’t sure what their relationship was anymore.

Max pulled away, “Oh yeah- sorry,” they laughed awkwardly.

“You’re an idiot y’know?” Finn grinned.

“I know,” Max smiled at him.

“Well there’s a tree-“ Finn changed the subject as he turned his gaze to a large maple tree.

Max paused and then said as if reading Finn’s mind, “Finny, just because I like to climb trees doesn’t mean-“ Finn grabbed their hand and dragged them to the tree.

“Go on, climb it,” Finn gestured to the maple tree.

“No I’m not gonna climb it just ‘cause you told me to,” Max crossed their arms and stared up at the tree.

“But you’re a tree penguin remember?” Finn snickered.

“And you’re a bloody idiot,” Max lightly punched his arm.

“I’m the idiot?” Finn raised his eyebrows.

“Damnit Finny…” Max swore.

“Oh come on climb it.”

“Well it’s not like you’re gonna do anything if I don’t.”

“You doubt me?” Finn cracked his knuckles

“Ohoh so scary what’re you gonna do with that? You can’t even barely reach me,” Max snickered.

Finn contemplated what exactly he would do for a second before tackling Max to the grass, “Nobody makes fun of my height.”

Max laughed, “Actually everyone does It’s a common way of making fun of you.”

“Fuck you..”

This just made Max laugh more, “No thanks but I am curious now what do you plan to do with me now that you have me on the ground?” They looked up at Finn with a grin on their face.

Finn felt his a light burn on his cheeks, “Uhm-“

“Well it’s too late now.”

Finn felt both of his wrists get grabbed as he was pushed off by Max, “Well shit.”

Max laughed as they pushed Finn down, “Oh how the tables have turned.”

“What tables? I hate to break it to you Max but we’re in grass.”

“It’s a form of expression my friend and I have absolutely no clue where it came from.”

“God you’re an idiot…” Finn smiled.

“Well if you hadn’t noticed we both are.”

“At least I didn’t fail fourth grade English.”

“Are you seriously gonna hold that against me for the rest of my life?”

“Does this remind you of anything?”

“Hmmm,” Max paused, “School?”

Finn smiled, “Exactly.”

“Your point?”

“I like it..”

Max giggled, “Okay but why?”

“I dunno it’s almost freeing,” Finn reached up and ran a hand through their hair, brushing it from their face.

“You think so?”

“Mhm.. I don’t think I’ve done this since I last saw you.”

“What? Being pinned to the ground by me?” Max joked.

Finn’s cheeks burned, “Ehh y-yeah I guess that too.”

“ Awe is somebody flustered?” Max teased.

“No- Now move I wanna get up now,” Finn somehow was able to pull himself and Max up to sitting, but was now faced with the dilemma of Max in his lap. He was suddenly aware of how close they were.

"I'm surprised by your strength, Honestly Finny for a shorty like you it's impressive," Max smirked.

“Don’t call me short,” Finn leaned in and pressed his lips against Max’s.

“Mm what’s this Finny I thought we weren’t supposed to,” Max said softly as their lips were still touching.

“It’s only a kiss it’s fine,” Finn replied, “Plus I want to see if you’ve improved,” He pressed his lips against Max’s again.

He felt his heartbeat quicken as Max kissed him back and tangled their hands in his hair. It was as if time had slowed and the moment would last forever. There they shared a passionate moment under the large maple tree. It felt... bloody brilliant yet so wrong at the same time.

Thanks for reading!

This isn’t my best piece of work but I thought it was cute so I wanted to share anyway.

if you like these characters you can read my WIP Rainclouds to see more of them.

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#ockissweek #ockiss #ockiss21 #writeblr #original writing #writing #creative writing #romance #fluff #wip: rainclouds #fun fact: Max is the only one finn will let call him Finny otherwise he will get incredibly annoyed if other people use it #Fun fact 2: they've never been in a real relationship and even I'm confused as to what their relationship is #teawrites

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thiswasinevitableid · 5 years

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➼ we sleep together the same night a terrible snowstorm hits the city and everything gets shut down so now i have no way to get home so let’s make it a two night stand? For sternclay?

Note: This is Not Suitable For your Workplace.

Joseph Stern rolls over in bed, and as he comes to he realizes the warm, plaid flannel sheets are definitely not his.

He sits up, takes in the large, cushy bed, and the room that looks like the cabin his family used to go to in the North Woods.

Right, he’d gone home with someone last night. Barclay, with his sweet brown eyes and soft-spoken demeanor, had approached Stern at the club. It turned out both of them had come with friends, and neither of them was wild about the nightlife or the noise.

And so Barclay had asked if he wanted to grab a late night snack from the ice cream place down the block, and Stern had gladly followed him.

And then Barclay had been so charming and sweet, the shirt he’d had on kept highlighting his muscles, and he made Joseph feel deeply wanted and interesting.

So he’d decided what the hell, and went home with him. This had proven to be an excellent decision, Barclay fucking him like it was his last night on earth, breath hot in his ear as he growled that Stern was good, so fucking good. The last thing he remembers is saying he should probably head home, then resting his head on Barclays chest as the larger man murmured that whatever he wanted was fine by him.

He pulls on his clothes from the night before, trying to remember how he used to carry himself when he did this more often.

When he hits the bottom step of the stairs, he can tell someone is in the kitchen.

“That you, handsome?”

Stern steps into the modest kitchen, all warm yellows and oranges, radio playing softly in the background. Barclay is in pajama pants and a white shirt, which rides up when he reaches into the top cabinet and pulls out two mugs.

“Uh, good morning?”

“Morning. Coffee? I can make it to go if you need. I can also make us breakfast. Didn’t wanna, like, spring that on you if you had somewhere to go.”

“Yes, to the coffee. I should probably get on the road. Looks like it’s snowing pretty hard.”

“You got it.” Barclay grins at him, swaps one mug for a travel cup, “how do you take it?”

“Sugar and half and half, if you have it.”

Barclay opens the fridge, then sets the cup of coffee, a sugar bowl, and some half and half on the counter in front of Stern.

“Thank you.” He keeps his eyes on the coffee, because he whenever he looks at Barclay he starts wondering what it would feel like to be pinned over that counter.

“No problem. Least I can do when a guy shows me a good time is make him coffee.”

“I enjoyed myself as well.”

In the silence that follows, the radio continues to play

You’re listening to WBMO. We’ve received a severe weather report for Dane countyr. The snow levels of this storm have already hit record heights. The city is working to clear the roads, but residents are advised not to travel unless absolutely necessary.

“Yikes.” Barclay looks at Stern worriedly, “Guess you’re staying around for a bit.”

“I’m so sorry, I don’t mean to impose on you.”

Barclay waves his hand dismissively, pours Sterns coffee back into ceramic mug with, “Where the heck is the Cryptonomica” on it.

Stern worries his lip for a moment before asking, “I don’t suppose you’d be interested in a two night stand?”

“Hell yeah I am.” Barclay stops pulling things from the fridge, crosses to Stern, and wraps his arms around him, “Wasn’t going to bring it up unless you did. Seemed kinda weird to ask if you wanted to fuck around when you literally can’t leave. Didn’t want to pressure you.”

“Thank you. Although, I do have literal FBI training. I’m probably one of the few people who’d actually be able to beat you in a fight.”

“Hmmm, I dunno.” Barclays voice dips lower, and he leans down to nuzzle Sterns hair, “I fight dirty.” His hands drop down to squeeze Sterns ass, startling a laugh out of him.

“Okay, I’m gonna make us breakfast. If you want to shower, it’s upstairs across from the bedroom. And, uh, you can borrow some clothes if you want to”

Stern thanks him again, and as he heads up the stairs smiles when he looks back and sees Barclay watching him go with a smitten look on his face.

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Stern is curled on the couch, cozy in his borrowed pajama pants and sweater that says “Bigfoot is My Boyfriend” on the front and the thick green blanket. Barclay is cuddled up more or less behind him, one arm looped over him, beard occasionally tickling the back of his neck when Barclay kisses him.

After he’d returned from his shower, he’d found Barclay waiting with two plates of eggs Benedict, the fancy kind with smoked salmon. They chatted over breakfast, eventually agreeing to watch the X-Files, with Stern promising to point out the inaccuracies for Barclays entertainment.

Four episodes in, Barclays hand slowly slides down Sterns stomach, pausing to pluck at the waistband of his pants.

“May I?”

“Yes, uh, do you want me to turn it off?”

“Nah, this is a good episode, and I can multitask.”

Stern huffs out a laugh as warm fingers graze his skin.

“Seems like you still need a little warm-up.”

“What did you have in mindAH!” Barclay gently teases his dick, sucking a hickey on the part of his neck that will hopefully be hidden by a collar. He bites and kisses at his ear, his neck, wherever he can reach, and lazily rolls his cock against Sterns ass.

“Feel that, baby? You get me going just by being close.”

“Shit” Stern groans at the flattery and Barclay rumbles out a laugh.

“Mmm, you like that huh? Shoulda guessed. Last night when I started talking about how hot you are, how handsome that face is, you spread your legs so fucking fast.”

“I’d also point out that you were naked at the time, which is an extremely effective seduction tactic.”

Barclay growls, fingers dipping lower, “fuck, there we go, now you’re soaking.” He presses two fingers in and Stern gasps, pushes back against him.

A deeper laugh this time, coupled with Barclays hand dragging up and into Sterns hair. The larger man is strong enough that the hand in his hair and the one fucking him are keeping him pinned up against Barclays chest.

“God, fuck, Barclay.” His hips are working hard, grinding his dick against the rough, warm palm.

“Love feeling you do that, lets me know you’re enjoying this.”

“Nhhhuh.” Stern opens his legs wider, hooking his ankle around Barclays calf. Barclay gets the hint, adding a third finger and growling when Stern moans loud and long.

“Mmmm” Barclay rubs against his ass, cock now fully hard, “damn your ass is amazing.”

“You did seem to, ohOH, like that, like it last night. Think I have marks from how hard you grabbed it. Not that that’s a bad thing.”

“My one regret is I didn’t fuck it.”

“Well” Stern does his best to purr through his panting, “I guess we know what we’re doing later.”

Barclay moans, and suddenly his hand is fucking Stern relentlessly, hard and fast and just at the right angle. Sterns hands flail for something to grab on to, to steady himself even as he’s carried away on the sensation. As he’s gripping at the front of his shirt, Barclays hand drops from his hair to twine their fingers together.

“C’mon baby, you look so good, look so fucking good and I wanna see you come like this.”

Stern chokes out a gasp as he comes, clenching around Barclays fingers and squeezing nail prints into his hand. He swears he blacks out for a moment.

No, wait, the lights all just went out.

“Must, must have a down powerline.” He pants, coming down from his orgasm as Barclay rolls him over gently so they’re face to face, kissing his forehead for good measure.

“Dang, mother nature’s not fucking around. Good news is the stove and the heater are both gas. And if worst comes to worst, we can always use the fireplace for extra heat and light.” He kisses Stern softly, tongue gliding along his lips until he parts them.

“Could even light some candles, make it all romantic.”

“It’s plenty romantic, Barclay. You’re magnificent.”

The larger man blushes, kisses him again, “a lot of plaid fabric and the X-Files is your idea of romantic, huh?”

“Yes.” Stern says without hesitation. He trails his fingers down Barclays chest, watches his eye’s widen when he ghosts them along the front of his pants.

“Should I reciprocate?”

Barclay nods before diving in for a kiss. Stern smiles into it, tugging the pajama pants down and wrapping his fingers around the truly spectacular cock he finds waiting for him.

“This really is mouthwatering. I think I may to suck it later.” On “suck” he tightens his grip and twists up for a few strokes and Barclay whimpers.

“Didn’t, fuck, get your fill of that last night?”

“You interrupted me.” He says playfully.

“Yeah, because you look fucking incredible with your lips around my cock and I needed to fuck you right then.”

Stern laughs lightly, quickening his pace, savoring the way Barclay fucks into his fist.

“You’ll have to let me finish the job this time.”

“Of course, ahAhhhh, please do that again, fuck, wish I could go bare when you do, wanna see you with my come on your lips, fuck, wanna feel you swallow me all the way.”

“Another time.” Stern says sweetly, enjoying the image and the noise Barclay makes at the words. If the other man thinks Stern would pass up the chance to see him again, he’s out of his mind.

“Would you like to come?”

“Yes, fuck yes, please, Joseph, you’re so good, c’mon, make me come, oh fuckohfuckohfuck, goddamn.” He grunts a few more times and then he’s pulsing across Sterns hand. He works him through it, waits until the groans turn to whimpers and Barclay is mouthing more than kissing at his shoulder.

“Jesus.” The brown eyed man looks at him fondly, and Stern can’t help but kiss him a few times for how adorable he is right then.

“I’ll be right back.” He heads to the kitchen to wash his hands, returns to find Barclay slowly sitting up. He sits down beside him, rests his head on his shoulder.

“The day is still young. Is there anything else you’d like to do?”

“I was thinking maybe we could go cuddle in bed for a bit, maybe nap. And then” when he looks Sterns way his eyes are mischievous, his voice coming out in a honeyed rumble, “we could find some other ways to keep warm.” He stands, offering Stern his hand.

He takes, grinning, “lead the way.”

#sternclay #prompt fill #agent stern/barclay

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