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bluegalaxygirl · 5 months

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Hi, may I request a oneshot or whichever you feel comfortable writing with Zosan x reader reacting to their new bounties. Reader, who has one of the highest bounties, tries to cheer up Chopper and Sanji about theirs and Zoro just teases Sanji about his. Poor Chopper still has a very low one and Sanji still got that ugly picture of him on it, extra kudos if you make a smal mention about Luffy’s situation at the end!! Here’s the link if you’re interested watching the clip. Thank you soooooo~ much hun and hope you’re having a beautiful day!! ❤️❤️❤️

I'm happy too do this its so fun and i hope you like it. Also how can i not mention Luffy in a cage and Nami going super nova on him and Jinbe for trying to help the boy.

Zoro X Sanji X Reader, Poly relationship, Established relationship, reader is Female and has the ability to control the snake tattoos on her arms that come alive when she commands, they are also connected to her emotions.

Warning: Spoilers, Bad language, Violence and Fluff.

Nami clung to you as she cried, her bounty went up but all she could think of was having that kind of money "Nami thats amazing, you did so well to get such a high bounty" You smile a little as you rub her hair "Its not fair i want that kind of money, do you know what i could do with 366 million?" The orange haired girl looks up at you her eyes streaming with tears, with a sigh you use your sleeve to wipe away her tears and run a hand through her hair to get it out of her face "I'm sorry" A mumble catches your attention looking over to see Luffy locked in a cage, his face beaten up and puffy thanks to the navigator "Please let me out" The captain holds onto the bars as you grab Nami who tries to hit him again and yell at him, you soon manage to calm Nami down and pull her to face you "Sit down and relax ok. I'll check on you later" You state patting her head and helping her sit on the railing of the Sunny, she does some breathing exercises as you walk away only to stop when you hear a whimper form Luffy "Sorry Captain but i don't want my ass beat" You sigh walking over and patting him on the head "I'm sorry" He states again but you only nod before walking away, you wanted to help him but you were scared of Nami's wrath. You hadn't had a chance to look at your own wanted poster yet since your main job now was to calm those who took their bounty's hard, you managed help calm Usopp before, who was scared about being a target because of his high bounty. The poor sniper was now sitting against the wall still staring into space but at least his eyes weren't bulging out of his face anymore.

Robin managed to calm Chopper down by giving him some cotton candy, the poor reindeer's bounty went up but it was still the lowest on the crew and the poster also called him a pet. "You ok now?" You ask walking over to the doctor who's sitting on Robin's lap and eating his cotton candy "They still called me a pet" Chopper whimpers shoving the candy into his mouth, with a small sad sigh you bed down and pat his head as Robin rubs his back "It went up a lot so don't worry too much, the government is stupid and often doesn't bother to get their facts straight, I mean poor Franky's poster just shows the Sunny" Your comment seems to make the deer cheer up a bit as Robin giggles behind him "So i'm guessing yours went up too? How much?" You ask turning your attention to the black haired woman. Robin looks up at you with a closed eye'd smile "930 million" Your eyes widen at it since its much higher than your old bounty but you soon snap out of your shock and stand up straight with a smile "Nice one robin" You cheer for her as she lets out a small laugh before reaching to grab something and handing it to you "Oh by the way i think this one is supposed to be yours but i'm not sure" With a confused look you hesitantly take the wanted poster off her and look it over, your even more confused now than you were before. The image was of your two snakes destroying a building with just the simple name of "2 snakes". You gasp a little at the bounty feeling your heart drop "What's wrong?" Chopper asks looking up form his now empty stick while Robin gives you a sad look.

You try to hide how your feelings with a small smile "It's ok... like is said the government get things wrong all the time but at least your not the lowest anymore" You smile down at the reindeer showing him the bounty poster with the price of 500 berries. The doctor jumps up in shock about to yell when someone crashes behind you, the three of you look behind you to see Zoro getting up with a growl "Bastard" Sanji yells kicking down to the floor but Zoro moves out of the way and blocks another kick with his sword. With a sigh you roll the paper up and put it in your pocket and pinch the bridge of your nose. Jinbe walks over trying to calm the two down but you place your hand on the fish-mans shoulder "What are they fighting about now?" You ask watching your two loves continue to fight, you knew it wouldn't last too long but Sanji seemed way more pissed this time. Jinbe simply hands you the two wanted posters, looking them over you smile proud of your two boys but you notice a few problems right away. The first thing that you noticed was Sanji's old image that he hates more than anything is back on his wanted poster and even though his bounty went up a lot to 1 billion, 32 million, the cook was now bellow Zoro, the swordsman's being 1 Billion, 111 million. "I'll take care of this don't worry" You hand the wanted posters back to the fish-man earning a concerned look only for Brook to walk over and place his hand on Jinbe's shoulder "Yoohoo, don't worry, she'll calm them down" The skeleton smile being very happy about his own bounty going up.

Walking over you manage to catch what their yelling at each other as they fight across the deck of the Sunny "It's not my fault your a 4th placer" Zoro laughs with a wide grin seeing the Cook glare at him and kick at his chest "I'm gonna kick your ass" Sanji yells only for you to grab his leg as he tries to kick Zoro while your other hand grabs Zoro's wrist which is holding his swords. The two look at you with a gulp knowing their in trouble with the unamused look your giving them "Shouldn't you both be happy not fighting" You glare at the two letting go of them, so they can back away form each other and rub the back of their heads "Sorry Love but" Sanji goes to say only for you to place a finger on his lips and take the unlit cigarette out of his mouth "No But's... now kiss and make up already" You sigh putting the cigarette in his pocket and patting his chest not really wanting to deal with the two's bickering, its normally very playful but you could tell the two really pissed each other off, Zoro sighs and steps closer placing his sword back on his hip "Sorry... I was just messing around... i didn't mean to upset you" Zoro rubs the back of his head looking over at Sanji who suddenly hugs the swordsman while lightly crying "They changed my picture back" The cook cry's, Zoro hugs the blonde back and rubs his back trying to sooth the man "I know honey, their assholes" You step closer rubbing Sanji's arm as Zoro nods in agreement not really knowing what to say to cheer the cook up. "But i'm proud of you two.... your bounties went up so much" You giggle hearing Sanji sniffle and pull away to wipe his eyes trying to stop himself from crying.

You reach up and wipe his cheek as he turns to look at you then Zoro "Thanks love... I'm sorry I was just so mad about my bounty picture that when you made a comment i just blew up" The cook explains looking at his hands that are resting on Zoro's shoulders. The swordsman sighs placing a small kiss on the cooks head before pulling the blonde into another hug wrapping his other arm around you and pulling you into them "It's ok" His simple words make Sanji calm down a bit nuzzling his head into Zoro's neck while putting his arm around your shoulder and running a hand through your hair "So did you see yours yet?" Zoro asks smirking down at you only for your body to stiffen feeling embarrassed by your new low bounty, the two notice turning their attention to you "Oh Love it's ok if its not as high as ours, we still love you" Sanji smiles cupping your face and kissing around your face making you giggle and try and pull away, Zoro on the other hand is very concerned looking you over soon spotting the rolled up wanted poster in your back pocket. The Swordsman grabs it and opens it before you can stop him "No wait" You yell trying to grab it as his eyes widen but the green haired man lifts it up out of your reach "Give it Zoro" You panic a little hoping to tell them in privet in case they cause a scene again, Sanji raises an eyebrow and looks at the poster his eyes going as wide as Zoro's both shocked.

You sigh giving up and put your face in your hands "The Fuck?" Zoro finally speaks his hand tightening around the paper, you were worried he would destroy it "This has to be a mistake right?" Sanji asks looking form the wanted poster to you pulling your hands away form your face "Their gonna pay for this. Those bastards" Zoro yells throwing the wanted poster aside trying not to tare it up into tiny piece "It's ok really" You state trying to calm the two down but it doesn't seem to work the angry looks are still on their faces. Zoro pulls you into him holding you close to his chest "We'll get it fixed i promise you" The swordsman had no idea how to change the bounty but that didn't matter, if he had to destroy a marine base for you he would. Sanji places a kiss on your head getting you to look up at him "Don't worry love" The cook could tell you were sad even though your trying to hide it, their comfort made you feel much better but you did hate how you did so much work and fought so hard only to end up with your bounty going way down and your name and picture not even on it. You kept thinking it must be some big mistake but you didn't find any other wanted poster around. Foot steps get your attention, looking over you see Robin carrying chopper in her arms both of them giving you a sad look "We're sorry" Chopper holds out cotton candy on a stick making you smile wide and take it "Thank you Chopper, your so sweet" You giggle as he wiggles in the Robins arms making the back haired woman giggle.

Seeing the situation seeming much calmer the new member of the crew decides to head over "I'm glad you've calmed down, nice work Y/N" Jinbe walks over with a smile bowing a little at you, rubbing the back of your head you nervously laugh not used to this kind of formality. "Is something wrong?" The fish-man asks noticing the others around you either angry or sad you jump a little and shake your head "No, no its nothing" You didn't want anymore trouble or fuss but your boys seemed to have other ideas, with his hands still on your waist Zoro growls "Y/n's bounty went down" Sanji nods placing a hand on your lower back "Those idiots got everything wrong too." The cook yells catching the other's attention wondering what all the yelling is about "Their gonna pay for this, how dare they" Zoro growls making you sigh and hand the cotton candy back to chopper so you can try and stop the two form yelling "boys please, lets not make a big deal out of this" you turn trying to calm the two down placing your hands on their chests but that doesn't stop them as they yell about how their going to tare the government apart. Jinbe tried to help you out only to get yelled at soon being pulled away by Robin and Chopper who know better than to mess with the two when their like this. Nami and Usopp look at each other hearing about your low bounty getting upset at their own reactions, both of them were upset for different reasons but at least their bounty's went up. The two nodded to each other heading off in different directions while Brook and Franky stayed well out of the way not wanting the two's anger to be turned on them.

You managed to calm the two down as best you could but Zoro was still mad "Babe, they lowered your bounty aren't you mad?" Zoro asks looking down at you his hands gripping your hips tight, it hurt a little but you just wanted them to stop so you stayed put "I am but yelling and screaming isn't going to solve anything" you calmly tell the two making them both groan in annoyance "You did so much, its just wrong" Sanji growls but you place you hand on his cheek and give him a soft smile "I know" you whisper leaning up and placing a kiss on his lips, the cook kisses back running his hand up and down your back before you pull away and turn to Zoro who leans closer "You calm?" You ask leaning back, so he can't kiss you, the swordsman sighs taking a second before nodding, leaning in you place your other hand on his check and place your lips on his rubbing your thumb over his cheek. "Urm... Y/N?" Usopp calls out standing close to the caged up Luffy holding a wanted poster in his hands. You pull away and turn to the sniper with a hum, you pause though once you see his eyes, their wide, and he's panting slightly "Usopp?" You ask concerned for your friend, Franky walks over placing a hand on the snipers shoulder to try and snap him out of what ever trance he's in while looking down at the wanted poster. A huge smile grows on the cyborgs face as he starts laughing wiping tears form his eyes in joy "What?" you yell out slightly annoyed at what Franky is laughing at.

Sanji raises an eyebrow and places a hand on your shoulder to try and calm you down as Zoro looks around wondering if they got their hands on the wanted poster he threw away but it was still on the floor. "Sorry.... i can't believe it" Franky manages to calm down as Usopp starts to shake "Your wanted poster was in the tree" The sniper manages to finally looking over at you in slight fear "My wanted poster? so that isn't mine?" You ask looking over at the paper on the floor "Dam girl, your bounty went way up..... It's 2 billion" Franky smiles wide giving you a thumb up, you gasp running over and snatching the wanted poster out of Usopp's hands. It was true, your picture was on there and your name along with the price of 2 billion berries. "What?" Nami gasps clinging onto Chopper who hugs her back shocked at the amount while the others cheer or laugh. You smile wide and hug the poster to your chest relief and joy washing over you only for two body's to tackle you, you squeak a little as Zoro and Sanji pull you into a hug the both of them smiling wide "No way... your is the second highest" Sanji laughs kissing your head as Zoro burys his head in your neck "Well done baby" The swordsman whispers hearing you laugh and cry slightly with joy, you can't believe it but its right there on paper. Sanji kisses your cheek making his way over to your lips which you gladly lean into kissing him back even with a big smile on your face. Zoro kisses your neck and once you've stopped kissing Sanji he garbs your cheek and crashes his lips onto yours.

Luffy mumbles something behind you that you can't make out while attempting to smile and give you a thumbs up "Shut it" Nami yells hitting him on the hand he reached out before turning to you "This is awesome" she states once the two boys have finally let you go. You let the two look over your wanted poster as you hug Nami "Super" Franky cheers doing his stance making you laugh and thank him "Imagine what i can do with that kind of money" Nami evilly smirks holding you tighter, you knew she was joking but there's always room for doubt so you pull away with ease and pat her head "You gonna hand me in for the money Nam? Too bad, i guess no more spar days" You turn only for the girl to grab your waist "I would never" you laugh and turn patting her head. Looking over your wanted poster Zoro smirks turning to look at Sanji who's eyes look almost heart like as he looks over your picture "I was wrong for calling you fourth place" The swordsman's words get Sanji to look up with a small smile "I know it's ok" The cook's smile fades though when seeing Zoro's cocky grin "It should be fifth place" letting go of the wanted poster he grabs his sword pulling it out to block Sanji's kick "Oh you wanna play three swords?" Sanji yells shoving your wanted poster into Usopp who's still frozen before starting to fight with the green haired man again but with a cocky smile no longer fueled by anger. Jinbe try's to clam the two down but as he gets closer you place a hand on his shoulder "Don't worry their just messing around now. no harm" You calmly state making the fish-man look form you back at the the boys "How can you tell?" He asks only hearing you giggle and walk away "You'll get used to it, just look at their faces"

Making your way back over you take the wanted poster off Usopp and pat his shoulder "You ok their bud?" You ask managing to snap him out of his own head "Y-Yea, its just..... we're gonna have so many people after us now" The sniper gulps as you pat his shoulder "Don't worry we'll protect you" You reassure him before pushing him over to the men's quarters "Why don't you go and lay down, put your feet up" The sniper nods at your words and walks into the room leaving you to close the door for him, you couldn't help but shake your head at him taking a seat on the mast bench and watching the rest of your crew before looking down at your wanted poster. "Y/n?" Chopper runs over holding a wanted poster in one hand while the other holds the cotton candy before jumping up to sit next to you and holding the paper out to you, taking it you look it over seeing it's the one you thought was yours but it makes sense now, this wanted poster is for your snakes not you. "I don't get it... if the snakes are a part of you then why do they have their own bounty?" The Doctor asks looking over the wanted posters in your hands while eating some of the candy "Like i said before the Government gets things wrong, maybe they don't know" You shrug rolling up the posters and putting them to your side before patting Choppers head "You feeling better now? your bounty's not the lowest now, my snakes are" you giggle getting the reindeer to smile up at you and nod offering you some of the candy.

Things had calmed down a lot but your poor captain was still in the cage hanging form the tree, Nami was still mad but you and Sanji deiced to sneak him some food while Zoro kept watch in case the navigator showed up. Luffy was grateful although you and Sanji had to tell him to shut up multiple times when he was talking about how good the food was "Sorry Captain" You whisper as you follow Sanji to the kitchen with the empty plates, you wished you could just let him out but again you were scared of Nami's wrath if she found out it was you. Zoro entered the kitchen soon after wrapping his arms around you as you washed the last of the dishes and handed them to Sanji to dry, the swordsman hummed into your neck before kissing it, you could feel the smile on his face. "What?" You ask knowing he's either thinking of something or is up to something, either way you know it's gonna affect your night "Nothing, just thinking about the bounties, thats all" Zoro chuckles moving to the other side of your neck kissing up that one too, Sanji rolls his eyes and takes the last plate you hand him and drying it "You sure thats all?" The cook asks watching as the swordsman lets you go to grab his waits pulling Sanji's back into Zoro's chest "Maybe" the green haired man reaches up to pull the cooks shirt collar down before kissing his neck. Emptying the sink of water and drying your hand you lean against the counter watching the two wondering what the swordsman's up too, he hasn't had too much to drink, so he's not touchy because of that so it has to be something else.

Your brought out of your thoughts by Zoro grabbing your waist and pulling you into him "Stop thinking so much" The swordsman leans down crashing his lips onto yours, you hum relaxing into him and kissing back feeling his tongue work its way into your mouth, he's being more gentle than normal but you ignore it for the time being. Sanji puts the towel down and runs his hand through your hair watching with love filled eyes, he's also been wondering what Zoro is up too, but he doesn't want to stop all the love and attention he's getting. Zoro soon pulls away leaving you breathless as your hand grips his shoulder feeling slightly light-headed but the swordsman just smirks turning to Sanji who runs his hand up Zoro's arm and too his cheek. The swordsman grips the cook's waist tighter as he crashes his lips onto the blonde, Zoro moans slightly when Sanji opens his mouth before the green haired man can even move his tongue feeling the eagerness to be loved. The two make out as you catch your breath, you couldn't take your eyes off them, handsome, strong, supportive and loving, how did you get so lucky? Zoro soon pulls away panting slightly but with a big smile as Sanji moves his hand to your chin getting you to look at him before leaning in to place his lips on yours. It was light and sweet at first but soon deepened as you open your mouth wanting more, the cook obliges his tongue meeting yours as your lips move together. You hum into it letting him know its good to which he hums back getting a little rougher and harder starting to get really into it.

You have no chose but to pull away when you need air, looking up at Sanji as you both pant you notice a little bit of blood running his nose, you reach up and rub it away. "Gods your both so sexy" The swordsman mutters making the cook blush and you giggle lightly and wipe the blood on your thumb on a napkin "Zo.... what do you want?" Sanji asks his cheeks red as the swordsman leans closer just to tease him "Just you two" Zoro chuckles placing kisses along Sanji's neck before going to yours and doing the same. You now know why he's acting like this, he's a very proud man and with all the excitement and bounties being very high he must be overjoyed. "Just say your proud of us hunk" running your hand through his hair the swordsman looks up at you and Sanji placing his hands on your cheeks pulling your faces closer to his "I'm proud of you two" Those words fill you with so much joy you can't help but kiss the two, all three of your lips meeting at the same time. A three-way kiss is very rare and for special occasions but all three of you enjoy it trying to make it last as your tongues meet and lips touch. Unfortunately when air is needed you all have to pull away but you keep close while trying to catch your breaths, you couldn't be more happy with today, your bounty sky-rocketed and your snakes got their own bounty. You also couldn't be prouder and happier for the two you love, not only are their bounties much higher now, but they tried to defend you when you thought your bounty was so low. "I love you two" You smile at them as you all hold each other with your foreheads pressed together "I love you both too" Sanji gives you a loving smile before looking at Zoro who closes his eye feeling relaxed "Love you both."

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moralesmilesanhour · 2 years

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Heyy, how ya doing? I wanted to make a platonic request with Miles and a black female reader who have been best friends since preschool, and usually they both don't argue but lately the reader has been going through some things and tries to go to Miles for advice or comfort but he's always so busy with being Spiderman. One day Miles gets upset and confused when the reader makes a negative comment towards him which leads to an argument and the reader asking him, "where were you when I needed you the most?!". What would they both do to make up after this?

This was definitely a new challenge to write as I'm not exactly accustomed to writing conflict. I had a lot of fun! (Or as much fun as you can have writing angst lol)

Out of habit, you pick up your phone and check the long line of texts left unanswered. Then three dots appear, and your stomach jumps.

“Wanna hang out at your place? I’ll bring pizza,” the text read. All you can hear is the thumping of your own heart, and you gnaw on your bottom lip while your fingers hover over the little keyboard.

yes | ok | sorry

“ok,” you reply, opting for the reply that was easiest to reach.

Hardly ten minutes pass before you hear an elaborate rhythm being tapped out on your front door, and some part of you feels irritated that it only took ten minutes. Shaking the thought away before it can ruin your night, you get up to let Miles in.

“Hey!” you grin at your friend with tired eyes.

Miles throws back a “‘sup?”, as he preoccupies himself with hauling the two boxes of pizza he'd bought into the living room and setting them both on the table.

He still has the damn suit on. Lazily hidden beneath a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie, like he couldn’t be bothered to put the thing away for even a moment.

“You didn’t have to rush over here,” you comment in spite of yourself, taking a seat on the couch.

“So you wasn’t about to blow my phone up if I didn’t rush over here?” Miles teased.

Something ugly threatens to climb up your throat and leave your mouth, so you swallow to keep it down. It takes nearly all of your energy to keep it from clawing its way back up from your stomach.

Too tired to come up with a clever quip, “Fair enough,” is all you can say, your expression unreadable.

Concern begins to color Miles’ features and the smile melts away, but he says nothing.

You ever-so-smoothly change the subject, “So, what’s new? You look tired.”

He’s fucking Spider-Man, of course he’s tired.

“Not much,” Miles answers through a bite of pizza. “Same old shit: Green Goblin, robbery, shoot-out, repeat.”

“Must get annoying.”

“Yeah…” he trails off, without a single bit or pun.

“And you?”

“And me? What about my boring ass?” you attempted to joke. Judging by Miles’ raised eyebrow, it didn’t quite land.

“I mean, how are those college apps going?”

You had gotten off the phone earlier from a screaming match with your mom because Spelman was too far away, and Princeton was too expensive, and applications were due in a matter of months.

To put it nicely.

“Good.”

“...just good?”

Oh, now he wanted to ask questions.

“Yup,” you replied snappily.

That something clawed its way out of your stomach and lodged itself in your chest, making your breaths short and quick. Your smile didn’t quite reach your eyes.

“It's going fine.”

Miles decides to press further, “You alright? You seem really off right now. If you wanna tell me anything–”

“What, so you can dip out the window while I’m talking, then leave my texts on read?” you scoffed.

You’d let it escape you, and there was nothing you could do now to go back and wipe the hurt expression off of your friend’s face. So you let it sit there, right between the two of you on the couch while the uneaten pizza went cold.

“I can’t always answer you while I’m getting hurled off the fucking Empire State Building,” Miles retorted.

“But you could swing your black ass over here in ten minutes for some pizza and vibes, right?”

“I’m trying to hang out with you when I can, Y/N!”

You had both risen to stand in front of the couch.

“You only talk to me to HANG OUT, Miles, that’s the fucking problem!” you finally exploded. Hot tears stung your eyes.

“What even is the fucking problem?!?”

“Where were you when I needed you the most?!?”

Miles fell silent as your words hung in the air. He flopped back down onto the couch with a thud, no fight left in him.

You didn’t know whether to keep standing or to sit, unable to look to Miles for an answer as a tear escaped and rolled down your cheek before you could catch it. You sniffled to stop the snot from dripping down your nose and embarrassing you further.

“Look, sit down,” Miles sighed. He said it like ‘siddown’, so you knew he was serious this time. He wrapped a long arm around your shoulder, and you let him pull you closer until there was no space left between the two of you.

You sat in silence like that for a couple minutes. Miles’ thumb rubbed little circles into your arm, just like when you lost your first volleyball game back at Visions Academy. The captain had yelled at you before stalking out of the gymnasium, with the rest of the team full of lanky girls followed closely behind. You could only think about how they all towered over you, and were prettier than you thought you would ever be. Miles saw your lone figure sitting on the bench and immediately left his front-row seat in the bleachers. You heard his sneakers squeak across the floor as he bounded over to you to wrap you in a warm hug.

“I’m sorry,” present-day Miles breaks the silence. You open your mouth to apologize as well, but sobs pour out of you instead, wracking your entire body. He waits until the sobs become labored breaths before he continues.

“I…don’t really know how I’m supposed to do this.”

“‘This’?” you ask, after a final sniff.

“Being there. While being…” Miles gestures towards himself.

You want to give him an answer, a game plan. But for the first time in your life, you draw a blank. So you give him the next best thing:

“Answer me when I text once in a while,” You smile weakly and smack your friend’s arm.

Miles returns the smile and shakes his head.

“I’ll try.”

#miles morales x reader #miles morales #spiderman into the spiderverse #miles morales x black!reader #marvel x reader #marvel fic #miles morales headcanons #moralesanhour #requests #atsvplatonic

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thegodovereverything · 6 months

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TMNTober

prompt: Unlikely Pet

Gen: 2012

ao3

@tmntober-2023

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It was cold today. Heavy smog snakes through tightly packed buildings, making Donnie have to squint in order to see ahead of him. He was out looking for the fallen mutagen canisters today, without his brothers. Leo had let them all know–way too loudly to be true–that he was going on a solo patrol as he hurried out of the lair. Due to the trackers Donnie had put in him–and the rest of his brothers–as Leo slept around three years ago, Donnie knew that was a blatant lie. He’s been hanging out in the same apartment complex for about an hour every week.

Honestly, Donnie was thankful for it. If Leo was home when Donnie had left a much bigger fuss would’ve been put up. Instead, he just waved to Raph and Mikey, who were in the middle of an intense pinball tournament, and went out, mutagen tracker in hand.

Its steady beat was the only noise while Donnie walked to the manhole cover that would grant him entry to the world above. The tiny beeps of the tracker were swallowed by the hustle and bustle of New York. He seemed to have come out in the middle of some parade, as an indescribable amount of people decked out in rainbows walked forwards. Mm, he didn’t realize pride was today. It probably would work to his advantage, as so many people will be distracted by the pride.

Using a nearby fire escape, Donnie brought himself on top of the building. He couldn’t see the parade that well from the top, the heavy smog ensured that, but entrancing flashes of colors made a stunning lightshow.

It wouldn’t hurt to watch for a little bit, would it? The tracker indicated that the mutagen canister wasn’t far and wasn’t moving, and Donnie doubted that would change in just five minutes. So, he settled down to watch pride for a bit.

It made him feel…something. Seeing (well, more the impression of seeing), so many people come together and proudly stand for who they were. For some odd reason it made him think of Casey. Of his ugly smile, crooked and joyful, causing a strange fluttering in Donnie’s stomach. Or how he’d listen, lounging back, as Donnie rambled. Casey putting his arm behind Donnie head on the couch like the teenager has done for April so many times before. Of Casey giving Donnie his own nickname, that nobody else used. Of–

A long tube flew at his face. It was long, and furry, and had claws that told him instantly that it was alive. The strange animal frantically tried to claw its way off Donnie, pushing his mask over his eyes. Donnie flailed his arms, trying to both toss the animal off of him and protect his eyes. He failed on both counts.

The claws were stuck in the fabric of his mask, causing the animal to freak out, wiggling and clawing. After about a minute Donnie calmed down enough to do more than scream and try and grab the animal.

“Ok, this is completely fine. I just have a weird ferret stuck to my face…just gotta… slowly… pull him off my face. Yeah…. Oh boy.”

Carefully, Donnie grabbed the still flailing animal's claws, wincing as its frantic clawing increased. Cuts must be littering his head by now. Gently, he pulled the claw from his mask, sighing in relief when it came out without much fuss. Ok, one claw down, nineteen more to go.

He worked methodically, slowly. The parade had already passed by him by the time he got the eighth out. By the eighteenth the animal had calmed down enough for Donnie to support its butt as he removed the final claw.

It was heavy and limp in his hands. The animal curled up to Donnie on his lap, apparently exhausted from all the hard work Donnie did to free it. He took this time to observe it. The animal was like a mix between a ferret and a cat. The face was small with wide ears set on either side of its face. It was covered in dark brown fur, with only a lighter strip on the bottom of its chin. Its tail was short and fluffed up, wrapped around its tiny body. Its claws were still out, lightly poking at Donnie’s thigh.

He tried to tell what animal it was. He didn’t recognize it from anything native to America, but he vaguely remembered when Raph was into Japanese wildlife. His brother would interrupt Donnie in the middle of something just to rant about some new species he found out lived there. Donnie would try to remember what his brother talked about (no matter what his brothers said, he did care to pay attention to their interests, thank you very much), but it always felt like Mikey was so much better at remembering that stuff than him.

He did remember this one animal, purely because Raph and Mikey made such a big deal about it. He wasn’t able to go five minutes without them shoving a photo of it in front of his face, asking him to comment on its cuteness. At first he’d mumble an agreement, but he became assaulted so often with the animal's image that he started banning even mentioning its name in the lair. Being in charge of the Wi-Fi had some benefits…

That was years ago, however, and he struggled to recall its name. Stable? Cable? Shable? Hm. He stared at the animal, poked its side. It stared up at him in reproach for a second before laying back down. He could remember that they were carnivores and were rare too see due to their shyness, but that was about all he remembered. Oh, and they delay development of the embryo for about eight months. He had that pleasant factoid burned into his memory for no reason. But, alas, he didn’t have a clue what the animal's name was. Just that it was a long way from home.

Careful not to disturb the resting animal, Donnie called Raph on his shell cell. His brother would know what to do, even if he claimed to have completely lost interest in it.

“What.” Raph’s greeting was friendly as always.

“Well, Raph, remember when you talked about those animals from Japan? One of them is on my lap right now and I could really use some assistance here.”

His brother grunted, “Fine,”

Raph got there in three minutes. Donnie passed the time waiting by lightly stroking the animal. The only noises were the distant sounds of people partying to loud music. Pride apparently continued long after the parade. He was still lightly stroking the animal when Raph arrived, launching himself onto the rooftop.

“Oh sewer apples, how’d you get a Sable?”

#words exist #tmntober2023 #tmntober 2023 #2012tmnt #12!donnie #I barely read this over #I am so tired but so determined to post this on time #so I don't get overwhelmed tomorrow

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gold teeth and a taste for this town sounds fascinating O.O

ahhhh ok so I kind of love this. it's entirely self indulgent and I had a great time writing the first 3000 words and then realised that i'd set myself up with a mammoth task if I were ever going to manage to explain the backstory enough so that anyone but me understood what the hell was happening.

so the story is set in this kind of small dead-end, americana esque town. one day a stranger rolls in to town and wanders in to the restaurant Fox works in. And it's like he's wandered in to the wrong story, he's walked straight out of a space opera and now he's sitting in front of Fox, like thats a thing that happens. never left this small town and thinks he probably never will: fox.

and then! maul has the cheek to start quizzing Fox, and acting like Fox is out of place. As far as Maul is concerned, he's landed on some dead end planet, walked in to an even deader town, and found a clone. Maybe the last clone. And this clone, is acting like he belongs here, like he has no idea who Maul is, like he's never known war, like he's never known anything but this place.

it's so bizzare that it shakes maul out of his usual, stab first, ask questions later attitude. he arrived on this planet a bit lost, there isnt really anything left for him. his ex master took over the galaxy, and he didnt need maul to do it. maul has tried his hand at leadership, at crime. but whats the point. but then. he stumbled upon this mystery, and against all reason it just, compells him.

so maul asks some more questions and it becomes apparent that fox woke up here with no memory, assumed he belonged, and everyone in this town felt so fucking awful for him (they're out of the way but news of the war reached them. news of the clones seemingly fizzling out after the empire, supposedly all gone). they just... didnt correct his assumption. and based on like. books he's read and the gossip he hears from the locals about each other, fox has just pieced together that he's this small town boy, who's never left. of course it doesnt QUITE feel right, fox shouldnt believe it, but he wants to.

he's a clever man and he can see the way the townspeople look at him, he sees them treating him gently and he thinks, he knows, that something really bad must have led to him losing his memory. of course he assumes its something bad of the level that might happen in a town like this. he lost his family? were they murdered? was it an illness? whatever it is, nobody speaks of them (because they were never in this town!!!) so it must have been bad.

and maul just keeps following him round trying to unravel this mystery and the companionship ends up doing something to him. maybe its a mixture of the hopelessness and boredom that brought him to this place, as well as the companionship. but either way, maul begins to connect with fox, even though fox hasnt the slightest clue who he is, and through this, Maul slowly begins to deal with his own shit. through fox, he can see what palpatine did to people. through fox, he can see it wasnt right, that fox didnt deserve it. and that eventually will lead to him realising that the same thing might apply to him as well.

and a maul without that first wound (once it begins to heal), wouldnt really be the maul we know from canon. where is his motivation to keep killing, to keep everyone away? he's still maul about it. he's still a dick and he's sharp and mean. but he isnt on a rampage anymore.

and thats the story. its a small town, slow story about two men who never really felt like they needed friends, becoming friends. its about these 2 victims of palpatine, finding solace in each other because they both went through the same thing, even though one of them has no idea. its a weird one, but I love it. i'll probably never post it tbh cause its kind of confusing i guess? but its like my ugly child lol i still love it.

its still in first draft format as i never intended to share it, but heres some of it.

thank you for asking!

#ask game #wip ask game #notthereply #text in alt #snippet

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zai-doodles · 1 year

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Ok ok I’m so sorry but I LOVE your thoughts on Fairytail and I’d love to hear more!!! (If that’s alright with you >.<)

How about your thoughts on the powers? Any specifically you really liked? Any you DIDN’T like? Any that are so cool in theory but their execution is… questionable? (cough cough Erza cough Mirajane)

I love u sm listen I have a whole thing written already just abt how I would change lucys powers bit since u name dropped erza imma write a new thing just for u

Like ok imma get v high fantasy nerdy bare with me but erza would be a DOPE paladin

Like ugh the biggest missed opportunities with erzas powers is that they never really explain or put any emotional significance on her armors or weapons were just like, yea idk she found that ig? Before the show?? And just has it???? And if it's damaged dw bc it just goes back to the magic closet and gets better :D

Like UGH ITS LAME and high key just an excuse to draw her in skimpy ugly ass armor YEA I SAID IT MORE OF THE ARMOR IS UGLY BITE ME

Back to the paladin thing, so paladins in dnd usually pledge themselves to a God and get their power from them or whatever, BUT there's also a different type of paladin called an oath paladin, where their power comes from an oath they've pledged rather than an entiy

So stay with me, erza as an oath paladin, who's oath is that she will always fight to protect her family as long as she breathes

Or some dramatic shit like that right??? So tower of heaven, she's a tiny child and makes this pledge to herself in the heat of the moment, it gives her a burst of magical energy bc shes doesn't say it but she subconsciously is staking her life on this oath

When she gets to fairy tail she tries to understand her magic more but finds it difficult to channel it unless someone is actively trying to hurt someone else

Her magic doesn't come naturally if she's the one being attacked, it has to be someone else

SO I have a lot written abt erza gray and natsu being the most weird sibling ever and in the mean time erza is simply training in more traditional fighting and swords man ship bc shes learned v quickly she can't always rely on her magic to carry her in a fight

OK SO LAST THING, as erza grows older she gains the blessing of the fairy queen Tatiana, not directly but she can FEEL her presence and it helps erza channel her magic more freely bc she has to accept thats is is part of this new strange family and protecting herself is just as important as protecting others because she needs to be alive to protect them

NVM I LIED THIS IS SO LONG SKHXJD

I'm so sorry so anyway-

In my mind fairy magic is like a creation type magic, tho u can't make something from nothing BUT since erzas oath is based around her family erza can make her magical armor and weapons based on her bonds with her family

Stay with me aixhks

Like she gets a chain mail sort of shall made out of dragon scales, they are fire resistant and cut like a blade, it's heavy so it limits mobility

However very soon after she also summond boots that make ice when she walks, that takes a lot of training with gray to get use to but the combination of the two allow almost full defense and mobility

Most of her armors and weapons are just random things shes found but these are special, their strength is reliant on her love for the person they connect with and the power increases when they are uses in defense of that person specifically

HOWEVER they take a lot of magical energy and erza doesn't always have control over WHAT the weapon will be, causing her to go a little crazy in terms of training herself to be damn near proficient in every weapon or fighting style she can think of

I dislike the canon ages being so young so in my mind I age them up like 3-4 years when canon starts and so when erza finally starts going out on jobs on her own she's constantly training and perfecting her technique, almost never allowing herself STILL to use more magically enhanced weapons unless she absolutely has to and that's my explanation for why she's so crazy strong??

When canon starts I kinda think she has at least 1 thing for every guild member, but they r very small with the exception of natsu, gray, mira and Makarov, the trade off being that those are still the hardest for her to use

Lil extra thing

Natsus armor is the cloak like I mentioned, but by the time canon starts it has an extra property where if the enemy is hit with it or touches it it causes burning and melting damage rather than slicing them from the sharp scales, if you are not en enemy the cloak does no harm

Grays boots start as more normal boots with the bottoms replaces with ice, however as their bond grows the shoes become knee high plated boots of ice, allowing even more chance for mobility since she can slide on her knees without breaking momentum, if she kicks an enemy with them equipped they are stunned or "frozen" for a small period of time.

Mira, ok so first it's just a simple gauntlet that looks more like some brass knuckles, but again, time passes and they become more intricate, by canon time the gauntlet is a full sleeve of weeving patterns and almost lace texture, the hand mimics miras demon form claw but the rest is the beauty and grace of her mira, the claw and talons can pierce almost anything and are very hard to control on that front so erza doesn't use them often since she doesn't usually try to inflict lethal damage on opponents, but it has a good amount of practical use when trying to clear paths or use the terrain to her advantage

I think erza gains weapons as she goes, not only from others like lucy, but eventually natsus cloak has a matching chest plate, grants boots come with daggers, etc

I have more ideas but this is so long I need to stop snhdlsnx

#zai talks #fairy tail #im so sorry this is soong and dumb ksbx

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miridiums-writing · 2 years

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Bakugou x gn!reader

Synopsis: Y/n hasn’t left there room in a while and keep distancing themselves from Bakugou and all the others at school and Bakugou wants to get to the bottom of it

Warnings: death, grief, detailed explanation of Huntington's, a lot of pain please don’t read if its triggering, depression, a bit on anxiety but I promise it all ends in fluff

Word count : 702

Yes, this fic hits very close to home, this is a condition my gran struggled with and has unfortunately passed away on the 5th. Grandma this one's for you.

Masterlist

Bakugou POV

Bakugou sat watching as the others enjoyed their Friday fun night. Since Aizawa was fed up with the noise he had limited them to only one night where they could all let go and be as loud as they liked. Unlike usual Fridays Bakugou didn’t seem to be quite himself.

Kirishima had already tried to confront him on his behaviour for a while but had ultimately given up after the look Bakugou had given him. He was trying to think through some things. He wasn’t sure if you were mad at him or not. At school he barley saw you anymore, you didn’t even sit with his group at lunch, and every day you came back to the dorms after school you went straight to your room and basically locked him out.

After a week of this you could say he was rather fed up with the treatment. After debating his options for a few more minutes he ultimately decided confronting you was the only logical decision. Bakugou heft himself up from the sofa that had him sinking into it due to its age.

Walking through the halls towards your room he continued to decide how he would speak to you about it. He would usually just smash his way in a confront the person head on, but you were different, you deserved his kindness even if it wasn’t as conventional as other people's form of kindness. Even with you causing him to literally panic the whole week on your feelings for him, he couldn’t bring himself to be mean. As all these thought ran through his mind like a child stung by a wasp, he stood at your door and gently knocked.

Your POV

You hadn't been doing so well this past week, and due to that you couldn’t find the energy to put on a happy face for people so you decided to spend the week in solitude, and although you desperately wanted to run into your boyfriends arms for support during this hard time you felt like it wasn’t his burden to carry, she was your grandmother at the end of the day, and you were definitely feeling the effects of it.

It had been so painful while she was still alive holding her hand as she was on her last legs, letting her know it was ok to go. This pain was something new and reared its ugly head in your mind every time you tried to do anything normal at all. Even the hats at the store had set you off the other day. Your gran had struggled with a condition known as Huntington's for a very long time. Unfortunately, it is genetic and there could be a high possibility of you going out the same way.

Huntington's was painful because unlike most conditions it didn’t come all at once, it was a slow decline to the point where it leaves a person unable to speak or move without aid. The condition itself makes the connections between the brain and the nerves get missed, which starts off which weird twinges and movements, to the final stages where movement, speech and swallowing is impossible, and finally ending when the brain forgets to tell the heart or beat or the lungs to breath.

You had heard the knock on the door clear as day, especially since you hadn't been doing much, just lying in bed and staring at the note from the careers, simply saying sorry. It didn’t help, but the sentiment was nice. Feeling heavy you lifted yourself from the bed, heaving yourself over to the door to see who it was. Bakugou stood there looking haggard, he looked as awful as you were sure you did, and without thought you launched yourself into his arms and broke down.

….................

After spending a few hours together simply cuddling while explaining everything in a rush to Bakugou through the tears, he slowly realized this time, it wasn’t about him. He was pissed earlier but at the end of the day, it wasn't about him just know. He needed to be here for you as your boyfriend, and he was sure as the strongest person he knew, that you would be ok.

#bakugou katsuki #bakugo katsuki #bakugou #bakugou x reader #gn reader #x reader #reader insert #bnha #mha

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socalwriterbee · 2 years

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Better In Time (Ch.1) Collide

Meet the Characters: Character FC

Title: Collide

Book: The Nanny Affair

Pairing: Marie Castro x Wyatt Kent

Rating: Some Angst, Some Fluff

Word Count: 8045 (It's a long one)

Song Inspiration: Dancing With Your Ghost By Sasha Alex Sloan

Series Summary: For two years Marie thought Sam would change, be the man she wanted and the father she knew he could be. But broken promise after broken promise, Marie leaves the city she has come to know and the man she fell in love with. Moving across the country back to her home state of California, needing to put the ghosts of her past behind her and move on with her life. Meeting someone new was out of the question until one day on the beaches of Malibu she meets a handsome stranger she befriends

Chapter Summary: After receiving a reminder from her past, Marie heads to the Malibu Beaches she has come to use to clear her mind.

From the first time Wyatt saw her, there was something about her that he wanted to get to know more of. He just didn't think it would have happened this way.

A/N: This story is an AU of sorts. A what if Sam Dalton and Marie (MC) stayed the course of the PR story they tried to spin until it spun so tight their reality snapped. This story came to mind a while ago but it was set on the back burner until now. I was inspired by the song Malibu by Miley Cyrus for this series. I also had another short that inspired this story (The Wedding <- click here if you'd like to read it) fair warning this is not the ending.

A/N 2: Some Characters and backstories belong to Pixelberry. Wyatt along with his friends and family come from this little crazy mind of mine. I do hope you enjoy this chapter and the story to come.

A/N 3: One more thing! This story will have 3 POV's from Marie, Wyatt and Sam.

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Marie

Time heals all wounds.

That’s what I’ve heard and what I’ve been told.

I call bullshit. Utter bullshit not when the ghosts of the past dance around my head. Perhaps my patience has waned thin after two years of being just that, patient. Was it crazy of me to want my heart to heal as quickly as it was broken? Maybe.

Truth be told it wasn’t broken that quickly, it was two years of broken promises and a false narrative that was displayed to have me accepted within the New York Elite. Promises of changing and dedicating time to the ones he loved broken once the forgiveness sank in and given the chance to start anew.

I close my eyes and sigh, hues of red, orange and yellow danced along my eyelids, colors that painted the late May blue sky. The ocean breeze kissing against my sun kissed skin sending a small shiver through me. Trying and failing to focus on the rumble of the crashing waves against the shore, as laughter from late beach-goers ate away at my concentration. As most times when I came to find the zen I needed it was stolen away by my fellow Californians. Ok stolen was maybe too strong of a word, I would be distracted and people watch.

Today of all days, I watched with a tear stained face as a father gathered up his children hurrying them along to follow their mother.

‘Come on you two. It’s time to go’ He said.

‘But Daddy can’t we stay longer?’ A little girl with golden curls pouted.

A small smile formed on my face. It reminded me of a certain set of twins who would try to stay up just a bit longer even as their sleepy eyes gave way. That small reminder of the past had just been the tip of the iceberg from the sleepless night and a suffocating like work day in the lab. The life I held in New York reared its ugly head and along with it Sam Dalton.

Bringing my knees in closer to my chest, hiding my face behind them. Letting the place that became therapeutic to me do its work. My breathing becoming steadier as I inhaled then exhaled. I once joked with my dad that it became a habit to come out here when the weather was nice. He pointed out that I was away for too long that it was always nice here. Going into the cold Pacific at any point of the year was a different story, I smirk to myself.

A faint voice makes my head snap up to see what or who was calling. There they were, Mason and Mickey running and laughing down the beach, Sam close behind them. Turning towards me, smiling and winking mouthing for me to come join them. Then letting out a hearty deep laugh as the boys tackled him to the ground.

A smile that only Sam could form gives way, betraying the small process I’ve come to make since leaving New York and settling back in my home state of California. The ghosts of my past collided with my present. The happiness and heartache smashed and blending into each other. The smile fading, watery eyes not only threaten to become tears but ran down my face freely, lowering my head back down pushing out the world around me as my body trembled with his empty promises playing on repeat.

‘It’ll be different this time.’

‘Everything I’m doing is for them.’

‘Just a little longer and we’d be free to do as we want.’

‘No more hiding or playing coy.’

'This is part of the plan for them to accept us.’

Our relationship had become perfect to the public. From the first time we would run into each other after Sam and Sofia’s canceled wedding, the makeover and other publicity stunts Naya had arranged. To everyone it was a romantic story of a widowed father falling in love again. And when in reality we were hanging by a thread that was ready to snap at any given moment. The way we had fallen in love was between us, the way we were falling in love was the story displayed for over a year. The story of the breakup was just as big.

Sam Dalton and Marie Castro call it quits! What really happened!

I tried to live my normal life, the one before Sam, but everything about New York remind me of him and his family that I was welcomed into. So I did what I thought was best, packed my things said goodbye to my best friend and moved to the West Coast, putting twenty five hundred miles between us.

The Malibu beaches became my therapist and like a good patient I came once a week a couple months ago. The lavished homes lined behind me, likely belonging to the rich and possibly famous. Drew me in like a moth to flame, reminding me of the life I had come to know all too well.

I’d walk along the shore, every Thursday evening, the wet sand under me water splashing against me while I made my way past the luxury homes. Watching as some owners came out to enjoy their multimillion dollar view, the all too familiar stares reminding me I didn’t belong. They all seemed unwelcoming except for one. I wish I could say that I noticed him but I hadn’t. Not until I was leaving one Thursday evening a few weeks ago. I tossed my bag over my shoulder, sandals in hand and I look up and see a handsome man with piercing ocean blue eyes standing on his deck in a plain white t and faded jeans looking down at me. His stare wasn’t intimating but friendly.

Not a word was spoken between us, a simple nod of acknowledgment. That alone was different from his neighbors. As the weeks went by our nod turned into a wave and then a small smile. It was that kindness that I would also look forward to. A friend from a distance. It would an understatement in saying I was in need of friends much to my dads insistence, I’m pretty sure he didn’t have this way of making friends in mind.

But today was not Thursday and here I was in the spot I’ve come to call mine and my friend wouldn’t be out to greet me. Sadness crept in, how could I feel that way from not seeing someone? As if my beach session wasn’t complete without out his nod, smile or wave. It had to be the kindness that I longed for I told myself, nothing more.

The sky began to turn, ready to give way to night, a thought came to mind. “Oh, what the hell.” I say to myself. Pushing myself up, dusting away the sand that stuck to the back of my thighs and the bottoms of my shorts. Not bothering to worry about leaving my things behind, I went towards the water. One foot in front of the other leading me closer. The cold sensation of the water making me jump at the sudden shock, I welcomed it.

Making my way in further, the waves pushing back trying to send me back to the safety of the shore. The water steadied the deeper I went, my clothes clinging to me like second skin. No longer able to feel the ocean floor underneath me, on instinct my legs kick and arms move keeping me above the water. The initial shock of the cold water fading from my system. Taking a deep breath and a plunge down, slowly exhaling the air from my lungs I let myself sink. Willing the ghosts away as the air bubbles made their way to the surface as I sank further. My lungs burning for air, kicking my way up, my head breaking the surface getting the much needed oxygen into my body. Leaning back and letting myself float, watching as the sky above darkened by the minute, the water following with the same darkness, for my safety I knew I had to make my way back to the shore.

Once I am able to feel the sand underneath me, I begin to walk the rest of the way out. The waves crash against the back of my legs, I am knocked down on all fours when I lose my balance as a strong wave crashes into me. Trying to stand but failing when another waves comes crashing against my back. Trying to catch the wind that has been knocked out of me, but only to immediately choke on the salty water. Struggling to regain my balance, a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist pulling me out of water. “Are you crazy?” A husky voice asks. “Don’t you know it’s not a good idea to go into the water at this time of day, especially alone.” He says, placing me down on my feet, having moved us away from the water.

“I—I” I was ready to answer back when I look up and see piercing blue eyes staring back at me. I suck in a deep breath, seeing the man behind the voice, the air that I breathe in includes droplets of water that drip from my face and I begin to choke one more. Bending at the waist, hands on my knees trying to compose myself. It was him. My friend from afar.

“Shit.” He gives me a comforting touch “Breathe. It’s ok.” The husky voice tell me. “Are you alright?”

Once my breathing returns to normal, I stand straight feeling flushed with embarrassment I slowly turn to face him. “I’m ok. Thank You.”

A gust of wind, lets me know that it was a bad idea in the end to take a swim without bring a change of clothes. Every inch of me is peppered with goosebumps, my teeth chattering as the cold seeps down to my bones.

“You need to warm up before you catch a cold or something.” His callous hands running up and down my arms trying to bring warmth to me.

“I’ll be…be fine.”

“Hmm..” He sighs, he doesn’t believe me. Hell, I don’t believe myself, I was freezing in the seconds of getting out of the ocean. “Did you bring a change of clothes?”

“No.” I answer carefully not to show that I was fighting off shivers. My jean shorts and light pink t-shirt dripping with cold water down my body didn’t help. “I’m heading home anyway, it’s ok.”

“Come on.” He says leading us past my things and to the bottom of the stairs that I knew lead up to his home. “Your trembling, your lips are turning blue. I couldn’t possibly let you go home, let alone drive like that.” He makes quick work of the steps, stopping at the top when he senses that I haven’t followed.

Turning, he looks down at me, not a word being spoken. His blue eyes searching for something, some sort of movement. Will I go up or just grab my things and go? I didn’t know. This was the man I befriended with a simple gesture, the creases on his forehead gave way to furrowed eyebrows, waiting to see what I was going to do. Was he worried about me? He didn’t even know my name, he just plucked me out of the water, called me crazy and now is offering his home for me to warm up before heading home.

“It’s—not necessary.” The quiver of my lips give me away, showing that I was in need of dry clothes and warmth.

“The guys won’t mind.” He says as he looks me up and down. “Just give me a sec. I’ll be right back.”

Once he is gone, I look down to see what he was looking at. My light pink t-shirt had become see through and the lacy material of my bra not giving me any sort of coverage. Crossing my goosebump covered arms over my chest, I stand there and wait.

He returns, not a minute gone, with a large towel tossed over his shoulder making quick work of the steps. “This will help you warm up.” He says as he wraps the towel over my shoulders not bothering to mention my see through shirt.

“Thank you. I didn’t realize that my top..” I begin to say.

The towel brought some warmth my body needed. The closeness between us let me take in the man in front of me. I wasn’t blind, he was handsome from the spot we met. Now inches away from each other and I realized handsome was an understatement.

He was a good five inches taller than me. Light brown hair that flirted with having a bit of dirty blonde in it, not knowing which color to choose, settled on a balance of both. Those eyes, the blue in them were other worldly, a little squint at the corners as he looked at me. A strong scruffy bearded jawline, that I wondered what would feel like on my fingertips.

He wore a gray t-shirt that hugged him well, surely he had to be fit from the way it did. It was damp from one side where he carried me out of the water. A fair complexion with a hint of a tan from time spent in the sun. My assessment was cut short when he cleared his throat. “A bit warmer now yeah?” He says with a chuckle. “Come on.” He turns on his heels and begins going up the steps once more.

“Wait.” I call out.

“Yeah?” He looks over his shoulder, his back still facing me.

“I didn’t get your name.”

He laughs, it’s a nice laugh I think to myself, watching as he makes quick work of the few steps. The smile he gives me sets a small chain reaction, I could feel my face flush, my heart beating in my chest like a teenager and the warmth spreading through me makes me step back as if I needed to break away from this sort of pull he has.

“We never really got to getting each others names for the past few weeks. How rude of me.”

“You did call me crazy.”

He winces. “I did and I’m sorry. But to be fair it was more of your actions than you.”

“Is that not the same thing?” I playfully fire back. With that I am rewarded to another hearty laugh. “Marie Castro.”

His face lights up at the sound of my name. “A beautiful name for my mysterious friend.” He reaches out his fingers grazing my cheek as he tucks the clump of hair that was stuck to my face behind my ear. “Wyatt Kent.”

“Mysterious?” I ask raising an eyebrow at him, tracing with my own fingertips where his were.

“Beautiful.” Wyatt responds tenderly. “It’s nice to finally meet you Marie. Follow me, I’ve let you out here long enough.”

“Ok.”

Following behind him we reach the top of the stairs. Warm patio lights turn on just in time as if it was planned, illuminating and displaying the outdoor furniture surrounding an unlit fire pit. A simple color palate of whites mixed with soft and dark grays with a touch of light blues. Doors that lead out were wide open, giving me a view of the inside.

The cheering of a group of five people greets us as Wyatt leads us past a dark dining room table. This must be the group he mentioned earlier. I grip the towel a bit tighter and closer to me. How was he going to explain what happened? Had he mention me to them before bringing me up? Surely not, they haven’t noticed us yet, they were sitting in the living area and talking back to the television. Asking if the ump was blind, I assume they are watching a baseball game from the arguing balls and strikes. The images on the screen confirmed that as the field at Chavez Ravine displayed before them.

“Don’t mind them, we don’t get too rowdy. Unless you go for another team that isn’t the Dodgers, then I hate to break it to you but you’ll be on your own..” Wyatt says giving me another smile.

“Well it’s a good thing I’m not a Giants fan.” I wink. Did I just wink at him? What was wrong with me. That was something I did not need to get into at the moment.

He gives me a wink. “Good thing.” Wyatt clears his throat, announcing our presences to the group. “Ladies and not so gentlemen, this is Marie. Marie this is the gang. I promise to finish introductions once I get her warmed up and into dry clothes.

They all turn with mouths dropping open, staring at the two of us.

“Hi.” One of the women says cheerfully.

“Hi.” I smile back.

The rest of the group follows in greeting me.

“What happened?” A dark skinned man asks.

“Long story short, this little daredevil here went for a swim.” Wyatt tells him, taking my hand that wasn’t holding onto the towel in his, giving it squeeze. I ignore the feeling that shoots through me at the contact as they all nod with acceptance at the very brief story he just gave them. “Come on.” He continues our way into his home, passing in front of his friends and towards a staircase that I can assume leads up to a second floor.

“Wy, your bringing sand in and dripping water!” One of them calls to us.

“Hurry back you two, the game is turning into a pitchers duel.” Another one says.

“Also dinner is almost ready.” A feminine voice follows.

The aroma of citrus and herbs from the kitchen that stands next to stair makes me stop. My stomach reminding me it has been hours since I last ate. I could also say it was guilt of sorts that made me stop “I’m sorry about the sand and water. I should go back and clean it up.” I look over my shoulder and see his friends turn back to TV as if they did not just get caught watching us.

“That is the least of my worries.” Wyatt says, tugging me up the stairs. “Besides Olive will have it cleaned up before I come back down.”

There was an urge to ask him who Olive was almost slipped out. Was that his girlfriend or something? He was just being friendly after all, I tell myself. His actions were nothing less than one person worrying about another. Right? A sliver of disappoint came over me.

I shake the feeling off having no right to it, I just met the guy. Wyatt leads us to the second floor, we walk pass a lounge decorated with loveseats, chairs and a dark bookcase filled with books and tiny structures of buildings, the simplicity of his style ran through his home. At least the parts I’ve come to see.

“Here is the bathroom. Have a seat and I’ll be right back.” Wyatt says turning on his heels and leaving me alone in the small bathroom.

I take my seat on the closed covered toilet seat, waiting for him to return. Taking in my surroundings, my fingers tapping restlessly against the top of my thighs. A shower in front and slightly to the right of me, a counter and sink right next to me, the door I walked through on my right as well with another on my left that was open. Leaning towards the left, holding steady against the wall, I try and peak to see what’s on the other side.

It was a bedroom, I get up to get a better view but stop myself. “I don’t need to create another trail of sand and water.” I say to the empty room.

“Everything alright?”

I jump and turn at the sound of his voice. Wyatt stood against the doorframe across from me, a humorous smirk tugging at his the corner of his lips.

“Sorry.. I didn’t mean to..”

“Snoop?” He chuckles. Closing the distance between us, clean clothes and the things I left on the beach in hand, Wyatt stops next me and pokes his head into the room. “It’s just a guest room.” Walking back, he places the items on the counter. “Feel free to use it when your done showering.”

“Thank you.”

I watch he opens and turns on the shower, his hand under the running water waiting for it to warm “Wyatt?”

“Hmm..” He hums.

Unsure why I called him, but the way his name left my lips felt… nice. I ask him the first thing I could think of “Why are you being nice to me? A total stranger?”

Wyatt closes the shower door, leans against the corner of the doorway. His fingers scratching the side of his face as I wait for his answer. “It looked like you needed someone today.” He whispers. He looks up from the floor settling on me. “I went out to get some air and there you were. It took me by surprise, it wasn’t our… I mean your usual day out here. I sorta made a mental note of when you’d be out there.”

The small confession brought a smile to my face. But it faded as quickly as it came when he continued. “I could see your body shaking and I heard you crying. You said something I couldn’t quite make out and I watched as walked straight into the water.”

My vision became blurred from remembering what happened less than an hour ago. “It was.. a fresh start of sorts.” Staying as vague as possible, I wasn’t ready to tell someone what happened. “I thought a quick swim would help me get some clarity.”

“Into the cold Pacific Ocean? At dusk? Alone?”

“Crazy right?” I chuckle. “You asked me that earlier remember.”

He nods.

“You still want to be friends with me?” I ask him.

“Yes.”

“Why?”

He closes the small space between us, steam from the shower slowly surrounds us. He hooks a finger under my chin, tilting my face up to his. “There’s something about you. Something that makes me want to get you know more, since the first day I saw you. I’m sorry it took me this long.”

My eyes close at his small confession, my lips part as he leans forward. Waiting for the pressure of his lips against mine. But it never comes. Something in him changes until he speaks again.

“Take a nice hot shower, put the dry clothes on and when your done we’ll eat and catch the rest of the game while your clothes wash and dry. How does that sound?”

“Sounds good.” I answer, trying to hide the disappoint in my voice.

My eyes open as I watch Wyatt leave closing the door behind him. Was I really expecting him to kiss me? Was I that desperate? I didn’t need that answered.

Peeling my clothes off, I placed every article of clothing off to the corner. Wiping the moisture that has settled against the mirror with my palm, the Marie that was looking back at me didn’t look that much different. Yes, there were dark circles under my eyes from restless nights but other than that it all looked the same. Deep down I knew I wasn’t the same person. I wasn’t open or made the effort of making friends with my colleagues. Dinners with Dad were quiet, he knew Sam and my life in New York was something I didn’t want to talk about with him. Maybe I should have, maybe the nights where I danced with his ghost and the life we were creating wouldn’t haunt me.

This wasn’t the life I wanted when I moved back home. If I wanted to be the sad ex I could have easily stayed in New York. I had wanted a life with the man that I loved without an agenda, without making me ‘the nanny’ into a socialite worthy of being with Sam. But that was never going to happen, that truth settled in like a ton of bricks. It felt like the first real step into healing my broken heart, it hurt but it was welcomed.

Then there was a reminder in the back of my mind and the spot in my heart that I could never get rid of. It will always keep me connected to the past. A single promise that I could not break.

The promise I made to Mason and Mickey Dalton.

🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹

Wyatt

“I’m sorry it took me this long.” replayed in my head. The way she closed her eyes and slightly parted her lips waiting for a kiss from me, a man she just met. But I pulled back, knowing that wasn’t what she needed.

“I told you!” My sister, Olive, delightfully announces.

My attention to the conversation has been fading in and out, catching only bits and pieces of the conversation as I finish setting up dinner. My movements through the kitchen and around everyone were from memory as my mind kept wondering to Marie since I left her to clean up. Whatever crazy nonsense Olive was talking about went over my head.

“But you guys doesn’t she look kinda familiar? Like I’ve seen her somewhere.” Bridgette says.

Stopping in my tracks at what my friend just said, I watch Bridgette ponder while she hangs onto her fiancé, one of two of my best friends, Daniel. He just shrugs at her statement, not bothering to ask why or from where but me, I want to know more of what she may know.

“Why would think that Bridge?” I ask.

“I can’t put my finger on it but there’s something about her.” She answers.

Hell yeah there was. That’s one thing I’ll agree with, there was something about her. Something that I couldn’t get out of my head. She was like a force that I couldn’t be pulled away from. The moment I first saw her those many weeks ago and every week since then that led up to today. Hell the closest thing I could compare it to would be the feeling of being a love sick high schooler waiting for the next school day to see their crush, and that’s with out knowing anything about her. I was screwed, wasn’t I?

I had watched as the sun played with the different dimensions of color on her chestnut brown hair. Her dark eyes when she first looked up at me made my heart beat faster. And then came her smile, granted it was a closed lipped but it was one of the most prettiest things I’ve seen.

But today had been different. She wasn’t suppose to be out there for one but she was and that made my day better. It had been short lived though as worry set in. I hadn’t expect to see her trembling or hear her crying in the spot I’d find her once a week without fail. The urge of wanting to go down there and bring comfort to her ran through me. But how could I? We hadn’t spoken a word to each other. I didn’t know her name, I didn’t want to come off as a weirdo. But fuck, I might have come off worse. A jerk. I did call her crazy.

I shake those memories away, seeing Ben, Olive’s boyfriend and my other best friend call out.“Wyatt.”

“Huh.”

“Are you just gonna keep day dreaming over there or can we start eating?”

“You never needed my permission before.”

“We never had to wait for the girl you plucked out of the water before.” He said.

“You can start.” I say a bit irritated.

“Finally. I’m starving!” Michael, the youngest of the group and my brother exaggeratedly taking the plate of citrus chicken from me.

“God! Michael when aren’t you starving.” Olive points out. “And we are waiting for Marie to come down. It’s rude for us to start without Wyatt’s guest.”

“More like his girlfriend.” Michael jokes.

“Oh my gosh!! Can you imagine!!” Olive gives me that look, the one where she is gonna try to do everything to make that happen.

I point to my sister. “No. Don’t.” Smacking my brother in the back of the head for such a comment that would get the wheels turning in our sisters head.

Michael rubs the spot where my hand landed. “What was that for?”

“Come on Wy, are you at least curious about her? You said her name was Marie, give me a last name and I’m sure I can find something on google.” Bridgette inquires again.

I was curious about her. I did want to get to know more about her. I wasn’t about to tell them that, I didn’t need them meddling into my love life more than they’ve tried before. Over the weeks I fought my curiosity, just watching as she walked, how she kept away from the other beach goers and the look on her face told me that she had or was going through something.

Whatever peace she was trying to gain from here didn’t need to be disrupted by me. One would say I had failed miserably, any man or person for that matter would, all it took was one look from her. I gave her the simplest, kindest gesture I could think of, a nod of acknowledgment. And I received one in return.

“Guys we lost him again.” Ben pointed out.

“I’m not giving you her last name to google her. It’s none of our business.” I said. But that wasn’t true I wanted to make it my business, I wanted to know everything.

From the small interaction we had, I came to realize she needed a friend and not a man to come in and save her. So the want to being something more would be put on the back burner for now or we’d stay friends forever. Looking around, everyone gathered around my kitchen island, all with the same curious look wanting to know more about the girl I pulled from the water. No, maybe one friend wasn’t enough, I knew my crazy yet loving family would be up to welcoming her in.

“Leave him alone you guys, Wyatt wants his girlfriend to himself.” Michael jokes, pulling away from me before I could do anything to him. That little stunt earned him a round of laughs even a chuckle from me.

“Enough of that, Michael. The two of them will get to know each other at their own pace.” Olive chimed in.

“Yes, Olive. At our own pace and as a friend. No meddling, from anyone.” I say sternly.

Olive placed her hand on her chest, as if she was surprised at the accusation “Me? Meddle? As a friend Wy, really? I’ll believe it when I see it.” She says with a laugh.

My slightly overprotecting of Marie breaks, I shake my head and laugh. It had become an ongoing joke for my sister, she had made it her mission to find me someone to love. Hell even Michael had found his so called love, well not one but many. I was the last one.

The faint sound of a step breaks me away from the group as I look and see Marie standing at the bottom of the stairs. Her hair slightly damp, holding her balled up clothes against her. Garnering a wet spot on my shirt I lent her. The way she stood there watching everyone, in return I was doing the same thing with her. My black shirt and gym shorts a bit large on her frame. She had rolled up the top of the shorts to prevent them from falling, the only thing that did was show off long tanned legs. Damn, I’d be lying if I said that it didn’t look good on her. Maybe that had been a bad idea, giving her my clothes because I liked it but I rather have her wearing my clothes then coming down in a robe.

Clearing my throat before I sound like prepubescent teen, ignoring the warmth that runs through me. “Marie.” I call out hoping no-one noticed my excitement, I am rewarded with another closed lip smile. A friend, that is what she needs a friend. Repeating this little mantra to myself as the group turns their attention to her.

“I hope the food is to your liking.” I say.

Ben lets out a laugh at my nervousness. “Wow. Just wow!”

“It smells delicious. Where would I be able to wash these?” Marie asks.

“Oh my goodness sweetheart.” Olive tells her, playfully smacking Ben on the shoulder to stop his chuckling before making her way to Marie. “Don’t you worry about those. Hand them over and I’ll toss them in the wash.”

“Thank you.” Marie hands her clothes over to my sister. “I’m sorry but I didn’t catch your name earlier.”

The death stare I get from my sister reminds me that I did not introduce everyone to her, granted I had other things I needed to do before introductions took place. Just as I was about to open my mouth, Olive beats me to it.

“Typical of my oaf of a brother to whisk you away and not bother to introduce you to everyone.” She tells her, bringing her closer to us.

The sexiest laugh I’ve heard comes from Marie, seeing her give my sister a wide smile that displayed perfectly white teeth brings the warmth back and something else, jealously. Jealously that my sister got her to smile like that and not me. “Just a friend.” I mumble under my breath. “I was helping her out. I do recall dear sister that I was going to introduce everyone later.”

“Well, it's later now Wy. I got this.” She smiles at Marie, I could already see it, so much for not wanting her to meddle into this. “I’m Olive as you heard Wyatt call me. His older sister.”

“The mother hen of the group.” Michael calls out as he leans down and begins to dig into his food.

“The one stuffing his face because he can’t wait is our younger brother Michael.”

At his name being said Michael drops his fork onto his plate and gets off his seat and standing next to me. “Hi.” He says wiping his mouth. We couldn’t deny the relationship between the three of us, we shared the same color hair and blue colored eyes.

Olive continues around the island. “The two love birds over there are Daniel and Bridgette.”

Daniel says his hello while Bridgette walks over to Marie and hugs her. “It’s good to have another lady in the group.”

“Oh. I.. I” Marie stumbles in her embrace. Marie’s eyes find mine and I give her an encouraging smile. “Thanks.”

“All right Bridge let her breath. And last but certainly not least the tall, dark and handsome man there is my boyfriend Ben.”

“Thanks babe, thought you almost forgot about me. It’s nice to finally meet you. Wyatt over here wouldn’t stop talking about you.” Ben tells Marie.

Closing my eyes and a shaking my head. When I open them I see the mischievous smile on his face, dammit he was going to join Olive in her meddling.. “It’s not like that. Ben here likes to exaggerate the truth.”

I mouth shut up to Ben. I see from the corner of my eye, Marie hides a smile with her hand. I’ve earned another smile.

Just a friend.

“Well that is everyone.” My sister tells her. “Make yourself at home. Chit chat, get to know each other but not too much I don’t want to miss out on anything. I’ll be right back.” She says before calling out “Wy make Marie a plate.” And just like that she disappears to the laundry room.

Grabbing the plate Daniel held out for me, I put a little bit of everything on a plate for her. Marie takes the seat next to Ben, across from me. Disappointment sets in but in all fairness it's one of two seats closest her. I make my way around to her, placing the plate in front of her, my arm gently brushing against her, my breath hitches at the contact. She says a small thank you, I say nothing and make my way back and take my seat on the other side of the kitchen island.

We are all quiet, watching her dig into her dinner. She must have sensed this because she looks up, lowering her fork and covers her mouth as she chews. “I’m sorry.” She says, until she settles her gaze on me. “Do I have something on my face?”

I shake my head no, but that doesn’t stop her from wiping the corner of lip with the pad of her thumb.

“Did you really go for a swim at this time of day?” Michael breaks the silence that surrounded us. “You must not be from around here.”

“I am, actually. Born and raised until I went off to college. I grew up in the LA area just down the 5. ”

“So how do you not know that it’s not safe to take a plunge into the Pacific at dusk? You know with the apex predator lurking around the water.”

“You messing with me aren’t you? Is it really odd? But I just moved back home from New York about five months ago.” Marie says, pushing around the food on her plate. I keep quiet and pray for everyone else to do that same, hoping she’ll continue to give us more information about her.

“Ahh.. one of our favorite cities.” Daniel interrupts. “How long did you live there? I’m dying to go back. Right babe?” He tells Bridgette pulling her seat closer to him and nuzzling into her neck. She lets out a laugh and pushes him away.

Looking back at Marie, trying to gauge her reaction to something so intimate, once again she looks down and goes back to playing with the food. As she looks down she surprises me when she continues “I studied on the east coast, four years plus postsecondary school. Then moved to NYC, living and working there, I was going on three years. In the end, I’d say a total of twelve years.”

“What made you come back? You practically built a life there. Look at you, you must have left someone heart broken.” Michael asked, the question innocent enough but the look in Marie’s face and the mistiness forming in her eyes told me there was more. I gently elbow my brother to drop the line of questioning. “Ow. Again what was that for?”

“Alright Marie, everything should be cleaned and dried in about an hour.” Olive says clapping her hands together as she makes her way into the kitchen. Taking the shift in the room, she looks at me then to Michael. “What happened? What did the two of you do?”

“Micheal was just asking me if I was from here, since it seems uncommon to go into the water. I am, from California that is. I moved back for a new..” Marie stopped, watching as she wiped an unshed tear from the corner of her eye. “I came back because I had a new job opportunity.”

She gives us a weak smile. The new job maybe true but not possibly the whole truth as to the move back.“But enough about me. I want to hear how you all met, granted I now know half of you are siblings. I do apologize in advance I haven’t been around this many people in a while.” She awkwardly laughs.

With that our conversation moves from Marie to us. While eating and drinking we talk about how the three remaining friends met. Daniel, Ben, Bridgette and I went to Berkley. Shortly after Daniel and Bridge started dating and have been inseparable since. Olive and Ben began dating shortly after a visit back to my parents home. Our conversation going from Daniel and Bridgette’s wedding a few months away to jokes being thrown around at everyone expense even Maries’. Our eyes would meet from time to time until I couldn’t look away as she laughed at something Michael said. Jealously returned, the one from earlier when Olive made her laugh and I couldn’t get a laugh for myself. I got a wink, a few smiles but not an effortless genuine laugh. Yeah, I was jealous.

When everyone had their fill, Olive shooed us guys out of the kitchen, the ball game long forgotten. The only thing playing on the television were highlights. Ben turned on the fire pit and we watched it glow under there dark night sky. For the second time that night, I didn’t bother following the conversation between us, laughing after hearing laughter. My attention going into my kitchen, watching as Marie became friends instantly with my sister and friend. Talking as if they have known each other longer than the mere two hours since she walked soaking wet into their lives. As if she could sense me watching her, she would look back at me. I didn’t care that I was caught. I wanted at that moment to memorize everything about her. That is until the little voice of reason reminded me of being a friend to her.

Taking a deep breath, I lean my head back and exhale. Trying to get into the conversation around me, I notice Olive and Bridgette make their way towards us. Marie wasn’t behind them. Where did she go? She had just been with them seconds ago. And that’s when I saw the look on my sisters face, the one that let me know she was meddling. Before I could speak up and protest she beat me to it once more.

“Marie is changing. We are gonna get going. Michael we’ll drop you off at Mom and Dad’s. No need to stay here.” Once more that night she is ushering everyone out but this time towards the front door.

“Olive what are you doing?” I call out.

“Letting you enjoy the rest of your night, dear brother.” The cheerfulness of her voice gets a laugh from everyone. “Besides we all know you’ll be the friend she needs.”

What the hell! Did she hear my little mantra? Did everyone hear it? The look on their faces gave me that answer.

“Say goodbye to her for us will ya.” Daniel said, patting on the back.

“No need to go, if you want to leave you can go but you’ll say goodbye yourselves.” I insisted. What was I doing? Did I want to spend sometime getting to know her without them hovering around? Abso-fucking-lutley. Was this the way I wanted it? No. I didn’t need them playing matchmaker. There was not point in arguing, so I quietly resigned and let them walk out.

Instead of going back inside I decide to wait for Marie outside, it turned out to be a nice night. While I wait I take one of the seats around the fire pit. The warmth in front of me going against the cool ocean breeze against my back, similar to the two things I’m feeling. I let out a sigh and lean back, staring up at the star filled sky. The sound of the waves crashing behind me giving me an idea of how I can see Marie once more, other than our usual meet up day. I just hope she will say yes.

Becoming lost in thought on how I’d bring up this invitation, her wondering voice calls out.“Hello.”

“Out here.” I stand from my chair, waiting for her to step outside to join me. She comes out with her bag over her shoulder and the borrowed clothes in hand.

“Where is everyone?” Marie asks quietly.

“Said they had to go. They did tell me to say goodbye to you.”

“Oh.” Sadness crept in at the disappointment in her voice, was it the thought of being just being the two of us?

“Would you like to join me?” I offer her a seat.

“I..uh It’s late…”

Before she could decline my offer and before I can fully grasp what I was inviting her to I blurt out “What are you doing Saturday? At dawn?” Giving her no time to answer my first question before asking her the second.

She gives me a funny look, one I find adorable. Without an answer, Marie takes the chair next to me. Following her I retake my seat. Watching as the flames play with the color in her eyes reminding me of pools of whiskey. It was something I wanted to get drunk in. Her breath hitches as I move closer to her, the small movement in her tells me that I have the same effect on her that she has on me.

“On a Saturday?” She asks.

I nod.

“At dawn?” Raising an eyebrow at me.

I answer with another nod.

“Sleeping like normal people.”

My silence is broken with a deep laugh. “What would say to joining me out there.” I tilt my head pointing towards the ocean, our eyes never leaving each other.

“And do exactly what?”

“Surf.” giving her a full smile. “Of course.”

What I wanted all night long finally comes. I get one of those breathtaking smiles and a laugh. I know I must be smiling like a damn fool now but I didn’t care. I got a real smile from her.

“Of course.” Marie chuckles once more. “Because that is what people do at the crack of dawn.”

“Some yes. Me, absolutely.” I hummed. “You’ve been gone for too long. You’re in need of getting back to your roots. And what a perfect way to get back into the California state of mind then to go surfing.”

She pulled her eyes from me and looked into the crackling of the fire. “I’ve never surfed before. Not something I did growing up. And not all Californians surf you know.”

“True. But there is something about the water you’ve come to like, right?”

“Yes. But I’ve always been more into books and science. The adrenaline kick didn’t start until later. It should be simple right, you know learning to surf.” She asked. “If one could jump out of a plane how hard would it be to learn to surf.”

I was certain that I had a look of shock, I felt my mouth drop open at the revelation. I did hear her right, she just said she jumped out of a plane. And something about and adrenaline kick. I wonder if that is what she was really doing when she went into the darkening water, the danger of swimming at dusk alone had brought some sort of high.

“That’s what you were doing out there? Looking for a rush not a fresh start, like you mentioned? Besides it takes a bit more skill to surf. Jumping out of a plane is just that my little daredevil.” I say.

“Yes. No. It’s hard to explain. Maybe a little bit of both or perhaps idiotic. Besides the adrenaline thing was more of my ex-bo—“ Her voice betraying her with a tremble before trailing off.

Boyfriend, she was gonna say boyfriend, no ex-boyfriend. She was getting over someone, I knew I didn’t have to ask. I could be wrong but what I felt told me that I wasn’t. Had she been crying because of her ex? “The only idiotic thing that happened was someone letting you go.” The words came out before I could stop them.

“I should go.” She whispers.

Shit! She wanted to leave. I reached out to her, covering her hand with mine “You don’t have to.”

“I should. It’s late.” Her hand never pulling away from mine. “If the invitation for Saturday is still open…”

“Always.” I answer before she could finish.

“Not the getting up early part.” Her nose scrunches in the most adorable way and the words that follow send my heart racing. “I look forward to Saturday.”

“Me too.”

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Continue to Chapter 2: Memories of Us

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digitalgate02 · 2 years

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Talking with friends re: 02 getting attention now made me agree with a couple of friends about how 02's status in the franchise is weird.

02 is part of Adventure brand, but at the same time Toei & Bandai omitted its existence from some merch/collabs, focusing more on the Adv's eight main characters & their digimon and excluding anything with Dai-Ken-Miya-Iori in it, or any 02 version of the Adv Eight.

People claim about "milking" but i have to agree with a friend when it was pointed out 02 barely got merch. And by 02 i mean the ORIGINAL series, not Kizuna era stuff. And thinking Kizuna era = 02 era is like claiming an orange is a lime -- both are citric fruits but not the same thing.

Why Kizuna era 02 is not like OG 02? Well, in terms of products both are their own material even if they're part of the same continuity. But Kizuna Daisuke is voiced by Katayama, while 02 Daisuke is voiced by Kiuchi. There's a HUGE difference here, right?

So, people who're so tired of Adventure milking will claim 02 getting its spotlight after 22-23 years later is milking without realizing that... No, 02 didn't get that much attention, and if you think we should be thankful for Kizuna... Well, read what i just said previously! It's not the same for everyone, it's different and i sympathize with 02 fans who're not into Kizuna at all. I love both, i love Kizuna a lot, but i admit it's not the same thing.

Sure, there's new merch and collabs for OG 02 as well, but a friend came to confess about fearing Toei-Bandai shoving Kizuna era stuff down our throats claiming it was 02 when they announced the Kizuna chara songs -- because it was clearly Kizuna branded, but tagged and promoted as 02. Like, i'm not kidding -- they used 02 logo, the OG 02 logo on it. It is also pasted on all six albums as well:

Said friend stated more people were having this same feeling, of them shoving Kizuna-related merch and branding it with 02. Like, Kizuna is Kizuna, 02 is 02! Even this upcoming movie is not the same 02 we all love and like -- and it's okay to dislike it and want 02 era merch.

The thing is, my friend who was involved in this discussion also pointed out that Adv'99, Tamers gained their own CSA merch, and Frontier's had been announced as well. 02 is the only to have this "tri.-branded version of the D-3 but just Hikari and Takeru versions". tri. had two different CSA, Kizuna had one as well. But they went and made a Adv'99 version because you guessed right, tri./Kizuna is not the same as Adventure. So you shouldn't pretend they are.

I like Kizuna. I really love Kizuna (y'all know that, i'm the obnoxious person who's always promoting Kizuna a lot, doodling Kizuna-related stuff and all) but i have to agree with my friends who come to complain that Kizuna era 02 is not the OG 02. And we shouldn't treat it as "greedy 02 fans not accepting them giving a ton of merch and Drama CD and chara songs and even a new MOVIE!" but consider that lots of people do not treat those as "02 branded" and some even hate this association. Just because it has Daisuke does not mean it should be considered "02" -- it should be considered branded with Kizuna.

The new movie does not even use the OG logo and i'm relieved. As much i think the movie's logo is a bit ugly (lol), i'm glad it uses its own style -- the Kizuna style -- and it should be seen as something like Kizuna era 02, or modern 02 idk.

I don't think we're asking too much for having merch with 02 group as children ok? Ok.

I hope with the new movie they also bring the OG era 02 stuff with it. I'd like to see more of them too. I want to see both actually.

#idk how to tag this... vent? negative? idk

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*cracks knuckles* alright let’s get this started so imagine this toga begs shigaraki to go to the beach but we all know shigaraki will say no but little shiggy here has a HUGE crush on u plus he might get to see u in a swimsuit so he says yes ( not toga trying to hug shigaraki, RIP toga 😔) anyways let’s say you usually wear sweat pants and sweaters like baggy stuff, so shigaraki is excited to see what’s under ur clothes ( pervert shigaraki again 😀) when y’all arrive there shigaraki was basically shaking from excitement he was always interested in u but he was too insecure and was afraid you’ll reject him and find him ugly, and plus u were intimidating as hell your always saying what’s on ur mind even if it destroys someone’s self-esteem anyways shigaraki was wearing some shorts and his sweater ( our baby here is insecure don’t worry we’re gonna fix that😏) as shigaraki was sitting he was disappointed since he didn’t see u yet, *turns on the moto moto song* ur coming out of the water like a sea goddess ur hair is wet u were wearing a Bikini( it can be any swimsuit u do u boo) let’s say shigaraki’s jaw dropped he was drooling as u were coming out u noticed ur boss and ran to him ( do u know those moments were the hot chick runs in slow motion that’s how shigaraki saw u) long story short shigaraki was a stuttering mess and was red as a tomato my dude was starring on ur tits the whole time u were talking ( you had a little crush on ur boss ngl u knew shigaraki liked u back so u were the one who told toga about the beach thing u were planning something 👀) shigaraki accidentally pops a boner home boy wanted to cry from embarrassment of course u noticed it and dragged him a a private place where let’s just fuck his brains out until he’s crying from how good it feels as u were dragging shigaraki was thinking ur going to beat him up or something he was terrified until u pushed him against a wall whispered to him what ur gonna do shigaraki almost fainted, as u trying to take off his sweater he started ti cry he thought u might think he’s ugly and make fun of him ( u were lowkey shocked like 😃what now??) So u decided to kiss every part of his body and tell him how beautiful he and eventually he lets u take it off. I’ll let u take the led now loll

( for kinks now I’ll say a lot of body worship kink and a lot of praise kink, I would say the reader is a super soft dom, shigaraki is a super shy and cute sub maybe the reader gives shigaraki a boob job idk do whatever ur comfortable with babe, btw it’s super fluffy)

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Warnings: Boob job, cunnilingus (oooh fancy word), Shiggy is insecure but dw we fix that, praise kink, use of the nickname “puppy, ” Shigarakis a pervert (not news to us), nipple play ig, body worship, soft dom y/n, sub Shigaraki, he cries :(, I hc that Shigaraki has sh scars on his thighs and they are mentioned

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“Beach!” Toga yelled, “we’re going to the beach!”

She ran up to you and hugged you.

“Y/n we’re going to the beach!” she said, grinning up at you.

“We are, ” you nodded, ruffling her hair.

She ran over to Shigaraki, “come to the beach with us, Shiggy, ”

“No, ” he said, looking back at his game.

“Please, everyone is going, ” she pouted, “even y/n is coming, ”

A vision of you in a bathing suit flashed in front of his eyes. He imagined you putting on sunscreen and laying on your stomach on the beach, accidentally spilling water on your chest and your nipples perking up because of how cold you were out of the water.

“Fine, ” he said.

Toga squealed and hugged him.

“Oh- hey, what the hell?” he said, pushing her off, “don’t do that toga,”

She moved on to her next victim, “Dabi, go to the beach with us!”

“Who’s coming?” he asked, lighting a cigarette.

“I got everyone to go, ” she bragged.

“Wow, kid, everyone? Even y/n?” he asked.

Toga nodded frantically, proud of her achievement.

“God job, I’ll go, ” he smirked, “plus i’ll get to see y/n in a bathing suit, ”

You walked by and flicked his forehead, “eyes to yourself, bacon bits, ”

“God, babe, I love your little pet names for me, ” he teased.

Shigaraki glared at him, but you were already halfway up the stairs.

“Don’t look at me like that, ” he said, looking at Shigaraki, “we’re both going for the same reason, ”

“No, ” he denied, “I’m going because it's summer, and when it’s summer, you go to the beach, ”

Dabi rolled his eyes, “whatever you say, boss, ”

“Shiggy!” Toga yelled, “go get ready. We’re leaving, ”

He stood in his room staring at his swim shorts. He knew he’d have to wear them, and he could just put a shirt on too. He didn’t have to swim. He could just leave the shirt on. It would be fine. He really didn’t have a chance with you, but if you saw him without a shirt, you’d be disgusted. He felt disgusting.

You pulled out a bikini Toga forced you to buy and flopped down on the bed. Shigaraki was coming, which meant you were gonna get to see him without a shirt. You blushed and giggled, already daydreaming about him. Even though it was wrong, even though he was your boss, you just couldn't help it. You were one-hundred percent certain you were going to melt when you saw him. Toga had always said he had a crush on you. Maybe he would finally make a move. That was the plan anyways. The whole reason Toga had bugged everyone to go was by your request.

With your bag packed and swimsuit on under your clothes, you were ready to go. Shigaraki wanted to cry when he looked in the mirror. Maybe this was a bad idea, maybe he shouldn't go. He heard a knock on his door.

“Hey, we’re about to leave. Are you ready?” You asked, “if not, I'll wait with you, so you dont have to go down by yourself. I hate being the last person ready. I don't want you to go through that pain, ” you laughed.

“No, I'm ready, ” he said, opening the door. No turning back now.

“Alright, let's go, ” you said, already walking downstairs.

He tried to calm himself as he walked down, trying to stop the grin that wanted to spread across his face. Finally, he thought, what was y/n hiding all this time? He was last to go through the warp gate, upset that you had already runoff. He waited around, nearly sweating to death until he heard Dabi yell.

“C’mon y/n, give us a little spin, ” he yelled.

He saw you blast him with sand using your quirk. He chuckled at Dabi’s predicament. You screamed as Dabi jumped in, splashing you with water. He picked you up in his arms only to throw you back in the water. You came up for air and splashed him again. Your splash war continued for some time, providing Tomura with entertainment until, ultimately, you called it a draw. He watched you and Toga play mermaids for a while before he grew bored and continued with his game, that was until Dabi wolf-whistled and he saw you begin to walk out of the water. You used your quirk again, sending a small tidal wave towards him.

“Youre so mean to me y/n, ” he complained.

“Shut it, patchwork, ” you said.

“Stop you're giving me butterflies, ” he smirked, getting splashed again.

You started walking again, the water slowly getting shallower and revealing more of your body. You were glistening, the sun reflecting off the water on your skin. Your cheeks were red from the sun, and he realized you had put sunscreen on in your room. Damn it. You brushed some wet hair out of your face, and your chest was now entirely on display.

“Fuck, ” he whispered.

He tried to be discrete, and the sun shining directly in your eyes certainly helped him. He stared at your stomach, the next part of your body to reveal itself. All he could think about is tracing little designs on it, laying his head on it, and putting a baby in it. Your thighs were an absolute show stopper. He wanted to suffocate between them. He averted his eyes when he realized you were walking over to him.

“Hey, can I sit here?” you asked, wringing out your hair.

“S-sure, ” he said, trying to focus on your face, which was definitely beautiful but...boobs lol.

“Thanks, ” you said, “I’d rather sit with you than all of them. I love Toga, but she’s a handful, and everyone else is staring at me. Bunch of creeps, ”

“Sorry about them, ” he said, unable to stop his wandering eyes.

“It’s ok. Nothing you can do, Shiggy, ” you said, “oh my god, you’re bright red. Did you forget sunscreen? It’s ok. I've got some, but you’re on the paler side, so you've gotta be careful, Shig, or you’ll burn up, ”

The redness on his face was because you were sitting next to him, nearly naked, but he wasn't going to admit that, especially when he saw you bend over to get sunscreen. He was trying desperately to control himself, but part of him had a mind of its own. He nearly died when you leaned in and put sunscreen on his face, laughing as you put a glob on his nose. He let out a genuine laugh that warmed your heart. You started talking, but honestly, he couldn't listen. You were very expressive when you spoke, and all the movement caused your tits to bounce, mesmerizing him.

He could only half listen, nodding and ‘mhm’ing when appropriate. You noticed quickly and gave him a few minutes to redeem himself but he failed. You grabbed his chin and made his eyes meet yours.

“Tomura Shigaraki, we're you staring at my boobs?” you said, feigning disappointment.

“N-no, I wasn't, ” he said.

You sighed, “lying about it only makes it worse, ”

“I'm sorry, ” he whispered, “I know I shouldn't have. I just...”

You let go of his chin and looked down at his lap.

“Really?” you asked, pointing out his obvious boner.

“Shit, I'm sorry y/n I'm so sorry. I know I'm gross and awful, and I'm just so sorry, ” he said, trying to cover it.

You grabbed his arm and dragged him away to the deserted changing rooms. Originally this beach was supposed to be a hot spot for tourists, but the water park a few miles closer to the city shut it down, leaving the beach in good condition. He braced himself for a slap, a punch, a kick, but he never could've prepared himself for a kiss on the cheek.

“I've been thinking about this for a while, Shigaraki, ” you whispered, “thinking about all the things I'd do to you, all the ways I'd make you feel good. Did you know I can block skin-to-skin quirks? You can touch me, baby, ”

“Y-you're not mad?” he whispered.

“No, I'm not mad, ” you shook your head, “I've always had a little crush on you Shiggy, ”

“Tomura, ” he corrected, “call me Tomura, ”

“Tomura, ” you whispered, “I can't wait to touch you. Fuck, I'm gonna kiss you all over. I can't wait to get between your thighs, baby. We've got all day, ”

He kissed you softly, enjoying your lips. They were sweet and soft in contrast to his dry, chapped ones. He felt so lacking, but the way you were kissing him made him feel like he was floating. You pushed him further against the wall, running your hands through his hair. Your arms hung around his neck, and he wrapped his arms tight around your waist. You kissed each other for a while, no teeth or tongue, just your lips pressed together. Eventually, things began to heat up. You let your tongue try and find its way between his lips and into his mouth. He groaned into your mouth. You tugged his hair, trying to get even closer. Your hands traveled up and down his chest, reaching for the bottom of his shirt.

He grabbed your hands and pulled away.

“No, ” he whispered.

You nodded, “that's ok, you don't have to, Tomura. Did I do something wrong?”

He shook his head, “you’ll make fun of me, ”

“Why would I make fun of you?” you asked, stroking his cheek.

“Because I'm not, ” his voice broke, “I don't- I'm ugly y/n. My body is disgusting you-you won't like me anymore, ”

Your eyes widened, “what?”

“You heard me, ” Tomura said, wiping away tears, “I hate myself, and you would too, ”

“That's bullshit, ” you said, “I think you're beautiful, ”

He scoffed, “you've never even seen me in shorts before now. How would you even know?”

“Because I’ll think you're beautiful no matter what, Tomura Shigaraki, ” you said, “and nothing could ever change that, ”

He shook his head and turned to walk away, but you took his hips and pushed him against the wall. You grabbed his face and kissed him harshly. You kissed his forehead next, the scar on his eye, both of his eyelids, his cheeks, the scar on his lips, and the mole under them.

“You have such a pretty face. You have gorgeous eyes, Tomura. I love kissing you, ” you whispered between kisses.

You kissed away a few stray tears that fell and pressed your forehead to his as he cried.

“Please don't look at me, ” he whispered, pressing his face into your neck.

Seeing him like this broke your heart. You held him as tight as you could, kissing the side of his head. You were going to kill whoever did this to him. You lifted his head and kissed him softly this time. You rubbed your hands up and down his sides. You sunk to your knees and kissed his thighs. Every scar was kissed and stroked lovingly even though your heart broke for him. You moved up his body to his stomach, lifting his shirt even though he tried to pull it down again. You kissed his stomach, soft, light kisses.

He started to relax a bit more, petting your hair instead of trying to pull down his shirt. You moved to his hands next, standing once again. You took his right hand and kissed his knuckles, then the top of his hand, and lastly, his palm. You repeated this on his other hand. You started kissing the scars on his neck, sucking softly. He moaned.

“That feels good y/n, ” he said, moving his hands to your hair.

“I'm gonna make you feel good, baby, don’t worry, ” you mumbled against his skin.

You bit the skin at the juncture of his neck, he groaned and whispered, “yes.” You kissed down to his collar bones, hearing his breathing get faster. This time you practically yanked off his shirt before he had time to stop you.

“So fucking beautiful, ” you said, standing back to admire him.

This time he didn't turn away from you but blushed and shut his eyes. You ran your hands up and down his chest and stomach. Shigaraki whimpered when you tweaked his nipple.

“Good boy, ” you whispered.

He nodded, “I wanna be your good boy. Please, ”

You smiled and brought his lips to yours again. You kissed his cheek and bit his ear softly.

“You're doing all the work, ” he said, “that's not fair. Besides shouldn't I be in charge? That's what it's like in...” he trailed off, embarrassed.

“No, ” you said, “I want to do this for you. I want to be in charge. I want to take care of you, baby. You deserve to relax, ”

He kissed you again, holding you tight to his chest.

“Tomura, ” you said, taking his hands in yours, “I have a question for you, ”

He nodded.

You leaned in and whispered, “how would you like to fuck my tits. You were staring at them all day so why don't you have a little fun with them, ”

He nodded frantically.

“Use your words, puppy, ” you said, scratching his head.

He groaned softly, “yes, please y/n, ”

You guided his hands to your still-clothed chest. He squeezed gently, cheeks growing bright red. You giggled and undid the back of your bikini, letting him see your tits without the thin material over them. He was practically drooling over you, wrapping his lips around your nipple. He sucked and licked them, causing you to moan. Every sound you made was a symphony to his ears, the most beautiful thing he’d ever heard, and he was desperate for more. He moved upwards to litter your neck with hickeys and coax more moans from your beautiful lips.

His long fingers found their way to the strings on the sides of your bikini bottoms. With one tug at the strings, they were around your ankles. It was your turn to blush at the exposure of your body while Tomura’s eyes gleamed. He was on his knees in mere seconds, admiring your sex. You felt self-conscious as he stared at your most intimate area.

“Please, ” he said, looking up at you, “can I taste?”

“Let me do something for you first, ok?” you said, “sit on the bench, ”

He nodded and did as he was told. You kneeled in front of Tomura and took off his pants before pushing your tits together around his cock. His eyes were as wide as saucers as he watched you. You looked up at him as you bounced, moving him between your breasts. He let out a strangled groan and threw his head back.

“That's my good boy, ” you praised, “that's my baby, feels good, yeah?”

He nodded.

“Use your words, puppy, ” you reminded him.

He bit his lip and blushed, still silent, except for his little noises.

“Aww, is someone feeling shy?” you asked.

He nodded and hid his face in his hands though it did little to hide the shy smile on his lips.

“If you want me to keep going, you're going to have to be a good pet for me, Tomura. Be a good boy and speak up, ” you said, pulling his hands away from his face.

“Feels good, ” he whispered.

You decided that was good enough and continued moving him between your boobs. You watched the head of his dick throb and pulse. He began whimpering as his thighs shook. He got louder, whining and moaning desperately.

“I know, baby, I know, ” you said in response to his beautiful noises.

He cried out whimpering.

“Y/n, ” he cried, “I need to cum, ”

“Hold just a little bit longer for me baby, ” you said.

“Can't, ” he cried out, “can't hold it y/n please lemme cum, ”

“Just a little longer, ” you promised, “be my good boy, ”

He whimpered and tensed up in concentration, trying his hardest. He struggled for a while longer begging and crying to cum.

“Go ahead, cum for me, Tomura, ” you said.

He came hard, splattering your chest with his cum. Tomura was left panting and shaking while drool dripped down his chin. His dick twitched a few times more as you let it free from between your boobs. He whined pathetically. You cleaned the sticky mess up as best you could.

“Shh sweetie, I know, I know, ” you said, sitting next to him and pushing hair out of his face.

You pulled him to your chest, watching and listening to him breathe.

“Now, can I taste?” Tomura whispered.

You kissed his forehead, “of course, puppy. Go ahead, ”

He sunk to his knees, spreading your thighs. He groaned when he saw your sloppy cunt drooling for his mouth. He licked a long stripe up your entire cunt, licking over and over. Focused on taste rather than pleasure, finally indulging himself in the delicious juices of your cunt. He grew needier for your moans, trying to find the right places to lick and suck. He found a little bud at the top of your cunt to suckle on and flick his tongue over. Tomura smiled from ear to ear at the sounds coming out of you. Every moan and whimper, every grunt and groan made his heart swell. His fingers once again found their way down, this time finally entering you.

Unpracticed thrusts turned into brushing your g-spot until he realized that curling his fingers was the way to go. Hearing your moans and lewd squelches was a fantastic prize to collect.

“I'm close, Tomura, keep going sweetie, ” you choked out.

You were close, oh god, yes, you were going to cum in his mouth. He ate you out with a passion, desperate for your gorgeous pussy to drip down his chin. Harder, faster thrusts. Stronger licks and desperate slurping. When you finally tensed, he moaned in premature ecstasy, ready for your delicious cum. The vibrations coaxed a gorgeous moan from you. Cum gushed from your pussy and into his waiting mouth, lapping it up like a starved puppy. You tried to shove him away, overstimulation stabbing your cunt. When he finally pulled away, his face was red and coated in your slimy juices, as well as his tongue lolling out of his mouth. He was panting and absolutely blissed out.

He crawled back to you, clinging to your legs.

“Good puppy, ” you praised him, “you did great, Tomura, ”

He grinned, hiding his face in your thigh and giggling. You pulled him up and onto your lap, kissing him on the nose.

“Do you want me to fuck you properly baby?” you asked.

His face fell, “I can't. I'm...I'm not hard. I'm sorry, ” he whispered, tears of embarrassment welling in his eyes.

“Oh, baby, ” you said, stroking his hair, “it's ok, Tomura. It’s ok. Don't worry baby, ”

He sniffled, “ Please don't be mad at me. ‘m sorry. I'm sorry y/n I-I’m a bad boy, ”

“No baby, no, ” you said, wiping away his tears, “you're not a bad boy. You're my good boy, my special boy, ”

He whimpered, bottom lip quivering. You rubbed his back, praising him.

“My good boy, my sweet boy. You did so well for me. Tomura, you're amazing, you're such a perfect boy Tomu, ” you whispered.

He nodded, trying to compose himself.

“Lets go swimming honey, ” you said, stroking his cheek.

He shook his head frantically, “n-no I don't want them to see me, ”

You looked him in his eyes, “you are beautiful. Now come on, we’re both sweaty. Besides, I think they'll be more focused on all the hickeys you gave me, ” you giggled.

He bit his lip.

“C’mon baby, ” you coaxed him, “can you be my good boy?”

He nodded hesitantly, “I'm...a good boy. But-but what if they make fun of me?”

“Then I’ll kill them, ” you smiled, “if they're going to disrespect you, they don't deserve to be in the league anyways, ”

His eyes widened, and a small smile played on his lips. He nodded and stood up, offering a hand to help you up. You accepted, and he pulled you up and to his chest. He held you there, pressing his face into your hair.

“Thank you, ” he whispered.

You kissed him, “my pleasure, ”

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nevertheless-moving · 3 years

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INFODUMP AU continued

(Star Wars AU #22)

Possible Continuations from INFODUMP. I headcanon that exchange taking place about a year before episode II and episode IV

A) Anakin Force Shenanigans

Anakin walks up: “master- who’s this guy?

“You can SEE him/me?”

Obi-Wan urgently cry/yelling at Anakin to either wear a condom with Padme or at least take her to a healer if you’re worried about her pregnancy (seriously healer BEFORE evil sith wtf)

(its been a number of years for Ben so he’s pretty much puzzled out the ‘doing this for padme’ bit)

just before obi-wan fades out anakin panics because ben hasn’t told him how he gets together with padme

yanks him into this timeline and now Old Ben has to deal with Obi-Wan and Anakin freaking out over all the info he just vomited at them AND everything else

B) Brush Off

Obi-Wan practices some good old fashioned repression to mostly convince himself it was all a weird dream

yoda always says in motion, the future is anyway

he mostly puts it out of his head until a year later when Anakin VERY obliquely references having dreams of his mother

“...what kind of dreams, exactly?”

end-up rescuing Shmi shortly after her capture, Obi-Wan’s there to make sure Anakin doesn’t go off the deep end

Council is a little disapproving of their side mission because now Anakin is even more attached/devoted Obi-Wan

Obi-Wan is a LITTLE freaked out but Shmi being in danger isn’t exactly a hard prediction to make considering they left her on Tatooine but...

almost immediately after they get specially requested to protect Senator Amidala.

things proceed like canon and when Dex says the dart is from Kamino, Obi-Wan has a little panic attack attack

the whole trip to Kamino he’s just thinking pleasenoclonearmy pleasenoclonearmy pleasenoawFUCK THAT’S A CLONE ARMY

good news here is when he’s bullshitting his way through the meeting/ inspection he very confidently brings up removing the control chips

at first there’s some hemming and hawing ‘oh you mean the inhibitor chips, are you sure you want them removed we’ve already installed them’

“I DEMAND they be removed- I- can i speak to your manger? Do I need to take my business elsewhere??”

Nala Se is very reluctant, “I was ensured by certain high level parties that the chips were intended to be an important safeguard...”

*Obi-Wan sweating, but all-in at this point* “Well, uh, Master Dooku and Chancellor Palpatine themselves told me they were concerned about the chips being abused by the wrong parties, and sent me to supervise, so,”

“Oh, I didn’t realize you were read-in on the project architecture to that extent, well here are our options-”

Obi-Wan still chases to Jango to Genosis because he’s got a mission and ‘this might as well happen’

Still gets captured in that stupid rotating energy field by Dooku

“What if I told you the senate was now controlled by a dark lord of the sith?”

“...I would say that I would be very interested in any holo-recordings or legal documents you might have to that effect”

“oh?”

“would very much like some sort of proof to bring before a court of law, yeah.”

The rescue attempt actually goes well this time! Anakin is well rested and practically glowing after his week-long all-expense paid vacation at Varykino

They all manage to escape and intercept reinforcement mid-flight

The council is pleased Obi-Wan is safe and not surprised to find Anakin there, but it doesn’t really change their mission as the senate has ordered them to take out the federation army before they can attack...

“The Senate ordered it?”

“Yes, much has happened, while gone you were. Were given to the chancellor, emergency powers. Drafted a military, he has. Generals, the Jedi have been made. Uneasy we are, but serve the senate, we do.”

“Oh kark, the Chancellor ordered it? We DEFINITELY can not invade.” Obi-Wan's starting to have another panic attack, not sure how to get out of the sith trap

Anakin’s a little offended. “Obi-Wan! The Chancellor is a good man; the Jedi must do this, for the good of -”

“PALPATINE’S A SITH LORD”

“what”

C) He tries, ok? (inspired by @ourhitofsucrose )

Very similar to B except for the full year between the ‘vision’ and aotc, Obi-Wan is desperately trying to follow the future’s warnings but failing hysterically

kamino and genosis have both erased from the archives and it doesn’t occur to him to ask dex so he doesn’t even have a direction to go on

tries to find some proof about Palpatine but he is a sneaky bastard

tries to separate palpatine from anakin but he’s like I’M AN ADULT NOW YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO

tentatively brings up Dooku falling ‘in a vision’ to the council because that is something they can check up on- Yoda gets really offended

‘garbage planet on the outer rim’ is not a lot to go on

when he tries to get help searching because he knows that the sith who killed Qui-Gon is still alive and planning to kill his ex-girlfriend even Anakin is like... ‘ok buddy, i think you might be under too much stress, maybe we should visit the healers...”

best he can do for Shmi is leaving her an emergency beacon

A+ success in relationship repair with Anakin tho! through the application of a very awkward hug and a mumbled “you know I love you, right?”

Anakin drags him to the healers immediately, and after a drug test and an overnight stay finally responds by bursting into tears and ugly crying on Obi-Wan’s robes because “YOU’RE A FATHER TO ME BUT I THOUGHT YOU HAATED ME”

Obi-Wan is uncomfortably patting him on the back “Of course I don’t hate you! You’re my padawan! Why would you think that?”

Then when Shmi activates her emergency comm the same night Anakin has his first nightmare about his Mom and they fly to her rescue he’s even more OBI-WAN 5EVER than canon or scenario B because

“You...checked in on my mom?? Why wouldn’t you tell me?”

“I’m sorry Anakin, I knew the council wouldn’t approve...”

hugs Anakin again since that is the only piece of advice he can follow from his future self and he just thinks ‘well its a long shot but hopefully this is enough to prevent any lava planet incidents’

it is

Seriously in this version of events Anakin actively RESISTS being knighted because he was already obsessed with Obi-Wan in canon and now with hugs + verbal affection + protecting Mom proactively he is ALL IN FOR OBI NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN

low-key ruins palpatine’s plans by itself because now when he tries to drive a wedge between them with his bullshit ‘your master doesn’t truly trust you’ Anakin gets huffy and responds with a space powerpoint presentation

i mean other stuff is going to go down once we get to the armies but already the stage is set for him to go running to Obi-Wan the minute he has a nightmare about Padme dying and him responding “J. Force Christ, lets just... go to a healer, fuck’s sake Anakin I hope it doesn’t need to be said but do NOT turn to the darkside over this”

canon would definitely diverge before that point but its also very funny to me to imagine RotS playing out more or less the same but when he gets to Palpatine’s big offer he just goes ‘sorry dad told me no’

#star wars #my au #INFODUMP au #star wars au no 22 #star wars au

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themoonmunchkin · 3 years

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Don't look!

Pairing : Bakugo katsuki x gn!reader, Midoriya Izuku x gn!reader, Todoroki Shoto x gn!reader.

Genre : fluff

Warnings : insecure reader, cussing, savage deku?, kinda angsty but overall super fluffy ^3^

Synopsis : you're insecure about your side profile but they're having none of it.

Not gonna lie, he probably wouldn't even have known that this was an insecurity that people had.

So when you first start dating he wouldn't think much of it when you cover your nose while laughing or when you contour your jawline extra hard.

Until one day you start letting your thoughts get to you again, you think about how everyone around you have such a beautiful side profile.

You start wondering why Katsuki even bothers to be with someone as "ugly" as yourself, I mean has he seen his face.

But anyways you start distancing yourself from the world again, start hiding your face with your hair, have mental break downs in the night, refuse to take pictures and completely shut him out while thinking you're being subtle.

But no, no, no- my mans noticed...and he's currently having a full blown panic attack on the inside.

He's really worried at this point and starts thinking about what he's done wrong, he tries to talk to you but you're always making excuses and running away from him.

Now, he's had enough and so he quite literally barges into your dorm room and demands an explanation as he keeps shouting at you until....

.....he takes in your tear stained face with fresh tears forming at the corner of your eyes.

You were seated on the floor with a hand mirror clutched to your chest, the same one that you use to point out all your insecurities in, your phone is on the ground next to you with a picture of a model, her perfect side profile on display...the same one that you always compare yourself to.

Cue in a confused, angry and sad boom boom boy 😔.

Who the fuck had the audacity to make his baby cry hmm 🤬.

But then his anger vanishes just as it comes and before you knew it, he's shut the door behind him, quickly walks upto you, swoops you into his arms and cradles you in his lap.

"Ssshhh....its ok baby, I'm right here". Bakugo softly coos in your ear while running his fingers through your hair and letting his other hand rub your back. "Talk to me honey, what's wrong?"

You pull back a little and look up at him into his pain filled eyes that still hold so much love for you and that's when you tell him everything.

You tell him about how you've always hated your nose, how you've always wished you'd had a more chiseled jawline, how you've been bullied about your side profile by your peers and how you've never felt good enough.

He still doesn't get it because you're genuinely the most stunning person he's ever laid his eyes on, but understands how this is something that seriously bothers you and so he's gonna do everything in his powers to yeet those insecurities out.

Now Bakugo isn't one to lie or sugarcoat something, but he's also not someone who'll let you sit and hurt yourself like that.

He takes a deep breath, cups your cheeks in his hands and looks at you with the most earnest look on his face.

"Listen here baby, you're right maybe you don't have the most chiseled jawline or the sharpest nose out there-"

You winced at that a little but he was quick to speak again.

"I'm not done yet-" he closes his eyes and thinks for a second, words have never been his thing as he's someone who prefers actions instead but right now you needed more than just a kiss or a hug, you needed security and reassurance, so he takes in another deep breath and opens his eyes to look at you again.

"-just because you don't have those doesn't mean you're any less beautiful." He said with a smile as you curiously looked at him. You looked so damn cute to him all he wanted to do was pounce on you right then and there, but he held himself back for your sake and the next things he said made you fall in love with him even more.

"What you have suits your gorgeous fucking face, you don't have to change for any stupid extra and no one's opinion, not even yours is going to make me view you any differently or make me love you any less." He leaned in and gave you a chaste kiss on your lips that pretty much took your breath away and then he pulled back with a cute blush on his face.

"So from now on only listen to me okay and no matter what-" he kisses you again and pulls back a second time "-I will make you look at yourself the way I and so many other people look at you".

Now he's had his fair share of insecurities and he's had a lot of people call him "plain looking" (which I still don't understand how when he's got some of the rarest and most beautiful features) even then those words about his looks have never really got to him.

But when it comes to you, he immediately knows something's up with all those self-deprecating jokes you apparently find to be funny.

Doesn't question you cause he doesn't want to scare you away, also because he trusts you to come to him if something is wrong.

But alas you and your stubborn ass refused to seek help from anyone and instead you chose to cope with yourself by putting yourself down in the form of those awful "jokes".

You've always tried to get yourself to stop this, but it soon became more than a coping mechanism, it was the only way you could hold yourself up without wanting breaking into peices.

That was dangerous.

But it's ok! It's still all fine and dandy until one day everything changes and you realise that all that self-deprecation didn't do shit.

Its Sunday today and you and your boyfriend Izuku have been walking around the shopping plaza for a while now.

The two of you were on a date, but you were also on a hunt for the new all might merch that your boyfriend has been fangirling about since forever. So far there was no luck on your end but y'all weren't about to give up just yet.

"OMG! I think I see it in there!" Izuku squeals cutely while pointing at what looks like a moderately big comic store that had an emo cyber punk looking aesthetic to it.

*Gasp*..."OMG! I think I see it too!! Let's go!!" and with that you grabbed his hand and were dragging your blushy stuttering mess of a boyfriend towards the store. It was adorable how easily he got flustered even after how the two of you were almost half a year into dating.

The two of you finally reached the store and stepped in, there it was the brand new neon tinted holographic Allmight figuring with working layers. Izuku's eyes sparkled as he ran towards it and immediately snatched it off the shelf.

"Yay we finally got it!" You cheered as you walked over to him and gave him a high five. The two of you had bright smiles on your faces as you talked about the figuring and walked towards the counter to pay for it.

You looked towards the counter where a young girl who looked about your age was working as a cashier, she had this bored expression on her face until she saw your boyfriend and it immediately changed into something you could only call as a flirty expression.

"Hey there handsome~ what can I help you with today~" she said in a sultry tone and gave him a wink. You and izuku were both puzzled at the fact that she not only just openly flirted with your boyfriend but also completely ignored your existence.

"U-um....er....we just need this figuring please". Izuku placed the box covered figuring on the counter and was about to pull his hands back when she quickly grabbed them and cupped them with her own hands.

"You sure, how about I give you my number and we ditch this place to go get coffee."

"Um -uh no thank you, I have a s/o!"

"Hmm...I don't see them."

"Well I'm right here and maybe you'd have seen me if you'd stop flirting with your customers and did your job properly." You said and at this point you were seething because even though she knew you were right there, she hadn't spared you a glance and pretend like you were completely invisible.

"Oh, so that's who you are....I was wondering why such an ugly person would be hanging out with someone like him-" she pauses and looks into Izuku's eyes with a bored expression "-you need to raise your standards, I mean have you looked at how hideous their nose is or how ugly their face is."

The two of you froze. Sure You've always made fun of yourself before but this was the exact reason why. You've always told yourself that if you'd make fun of yourself, you'd be desensitized to what others say to you but it's only now you realize that no amount of preparation would ever be enough to handle the real thing.

Shame. Humiliation. Pain. Fear.....This is what you felt at the momen-

"How. Dare. You." You turned towards Izuku and for the first time ever you were met with the most terrifying expression on his face. His eyes were dark and he looked...mad....like really really mad and you froze, the cashier looked like she was about to cry with the look he was giving her.

"I don't know who you think you are but you had no need to say whatever you just said and you are wrong because they have the most gorgeous facial features ever." at this he turned to you and softened his eyes a bit, he reached for your hand and gave you a gentle squeeze.

"I promise you sweetheart, you will always be the most beautiful person in my life and no one can tell you otherwise-" he looked at the slack jawed cashier with disgust and pointed towards her "-not stupid people like her-" he looked back into your eyes like you were the only two people in the store and pointed towards himself "-not me and lastly never will you ever tell yourself those kinds of words again even as a joke, got it."

Always openly staring at you in the most respectful way ✨.

Even before y'all started dating he would always stare at you in secret, but hey! it's not his fault you were so irresistibly attractive all the time.

Uhm...so moving on, he is observant as heck especially when it comes to you but unfortunately he's just as oblivious T_T.

He's always noticed how you'd get shy and walk away whenever he'd stare at you for too long and genuinely thinks it's adorable at how bashful you get.

But truthfully.....you're mortified, paranoid even at how much he stares at you.

I mean yeah it's adorable to see him so whipped for you but you're always wondering if he's secretly bashing your side profile in his head and the thought makes you wince ever single time.

But you always tell yourself to not let your insecurities define Shoto or effect your relationship and besides Shoto isn't a cruel person, he'd never think of you that way.....right...?

Oh God, he's doing it again, he's staring at you and this time it truly is terrible because he is seated right beside you. The two of you are seated wooden chairs, side by side in the U.A. library.

Your textbooks and notebooks are spread out on the table in front of you. You're in a more secluded part of the library opting to study in a more private area and boy oh boy did Shoto take advantage of that.

"Shoto, could you please stop staring at me like that". You held your textbook upto your face and looked the other way.

"But I want to look at you". Shoto pouted slightly and furrowed his brows at your actions, he reached for your wrists and tried to pull them down and to much to your inconvenience, he succeeded.

You see, while you still had a bunch of work left to do, Shoto had finished about 15 minutes ago. You told him to go back to the dorms but instead of listening to you, he denied your offer and has been staring at you with the most unreadable expression on his face.

"Why can't I admire the one that I love the most". He slightly tilted his head towards the side and flashed you the most genuine smile. Damn him for being so adorable but that's not enough for your insecurities to go away.

"Because I'm ugly". You finally said softly with your head hung low and tears threatening to fall. You wanted to shrivel up in a corner and fade away for sounding so vulnerable but at the same time it felt so good to let your thoughts out.

"You're....what..." His eyes were wide and his jaw was set a slack. Now this took him by surprise, he had expected a lot of things but never once had he expected....that. He gently grabbed your chin and tilted your face to meet his. "Love, you're the most beautiful person I've ever met, why would you ever say that."

"Because I'm not beautiful, everyone has such a gorgeous face especially from their side. I don't and you don't have to lie to me to make feel better about myself. I know I'm ugly and I'll always be that....just let me accept that and be Shoto." You said with your voice slightly raised and shaky from the lump in your throat.

Shoto's eyes darkened a little and his grip on you tightened a little but not enough to hurt you. To even think that someone as precious as yourself could ever have such awful thoughts about yourself- how long have you been silently suffering like this all by yourself.

He cupped your cheeks with his hands and met your eyes with the most determined look on his face. "Darling, I don't know who said that to you or even if that's an inside voice but, I will absolutely never let you accept yourself this way."

"Everything about you is perfect, from those gorgeous eyes that i always get lost in," he kisses your eyes.

"-to that perfect nose that helps you breath so you could live by my side another," he kisses your nose.

"-to those delicate beckoning lips that I wish to kiss forever." he finally captures your lips in a breath taking kiss just to slowly release them and look at you.

"And besides, you know better than to call me a liar baby, you know that I would never lie when it comes to you so let's pack up for today and let me show you how much I love you and how utterly enticing you are."

#writing #fiction #reading #reader insert #headcanon #bnha x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou x reader #bnha todoroki #todoroki x reader #midoriya x reader #mha midoriya #midoriya fluff #midoriya headcanons #bakugou fluff #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shoto

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Hey, I'm 14 and I'm trying to make some characters designs who are anthropomorphic bugs, and I looked at your art for inspiration, and it's really good. I'm mostly looking for advice, and it's perfectly fine if you don't want to give any, but how did you manage to make your bug characters emote and have readable, human personalities, while still having them basically just look like bugs? I can't figure it out and when I try to give my characters more human features they just look uncanny.

First I think accepting a bit of uncanniness and/or ugliness is part of it, bc insects are so unlike humans. Heres some old spider girls of mine. Theyre a little uncanny with their human mouths and teeth. You could even say the head shape is closer to a turtle. Thats all ok tho! And bc they have multiple eyes and spider hair they do read as a bug.

If you want to have a more realistic design with no animal/human features then using the antennae and mouth feelers to make them expressive is a good way of going about it. You can do a lot with those things, while leaving the face structure as it is. I think @iguanodont ‘s birdbugs are a great example of that!

Also incorporating other animals features into the face design helps, if you need a new angle to think about it from. Sometimes its even easier to think of an insect face as a robot, or armor.

My OC Tourist has a sortof seal/lizardy thing going on bc expression is important for them. Not technically correct for an earwig but idk its a stylistic choice to facilitate expression!

For comparison of a different approach to the same character heres some old art where I was drawing from earwig refs and tried for a more technically correct face. vvvvv

It looks realistic but is too detailed to draw over and over. And pushing it to make expressions sometimes results in looking off model. vvvvv You can see here how the design is too complicated and the face plates were a little confusing for me. That happens when a design looks good with a neutral expression but isnt designed for expressions.

How I ended up settling the design is by drawing it over and over and deciding what worked and didnt. I have pages of sketches like this, and a lot I dont like. But I keep them bc I can learn from them what didnt work.

Dont let yourself be held back by uncanniness or trying to keep it correct for an insect. Mess around with monster/animal features, mess around with art style and simplifying design.

This was super rambley but I hope something in here helps you!

#my art #I havent even shared some of these lol #bug people #earworm #hp-mineccraft #ask

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tammythompson-singslikea-muppet · 3 years

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Reconciliation (Stan Uris x reader x Richie Tozier, Reddie)

I'm finally back! It's probably been a year since I posted Betrayal and shit has really hit the fan since then, but here I am a year later with part 2!

Here is a link to part 1

Warning: swearing

Aged up: 18/19

You tried to catch up with Stan as he power-walked out of the house. He stopped short when he realized his car wasn't there. "Stan" You catch his attention and he turns around. His chest rising and falling at a quick pace, "You heard everything in there?" Stan's voice was quiet, much quieter than just a minute ago. You nod and he sighs. "I'm sor-" You cut him off "Don't be" You take a step forward and bring your hand up to push some curls out of his face. He leans into your hand, not stopping himself for once. No yearning, no shouting in his head over his actions. Just the feel of your soft palm against his cheek. Stan takes a deep breath, feeling himself calm down in the wake of your touch. "Can we go somewhere?" Stan's voice barely above a whisper. "Of course."

Richie leaned back against the wall and slid down to the floor. He brushed his hands through his hair 'God I fucked up' "Man you really fucked up." Richie looked up. "Thanks, Bill your a real help." Bill put his hands up in defense. "I gotta say I really didn't see that one coming," Eddie spoke up. Bill and Mike nodded in agreement. "I mean I knew *something* was going on but holy shit I didn't think they were in love with each other," Beverly added. "We know Stanley's in love with her but is she in love with Stan? I mean she was just in a serious relationship like a week ago" "Yeah I wonder what happened to that relationship?" Ben's eyes sharp at Eddie, voice stiff and slightly viscous, "Alright! Alright!! None of that!" Mike's authoritative voice made it known he was seriously done with all the fighting. "She loves him" The group turned their heads at Richie's small voice, Ha stared down at the floor and spoke softly. "She may not be in love with him right now, but I could see it. She's falling for Stan."

Eddie looked over at Richie. A mix of emotions reached throughout the boy. He hated seeing Richie like this, but he also hated that it was about you. Mostly he hated that it was about you. He couldn't control it, no matter how much he wished that he could. What is it exactly that Richie is so mad at? Is he upset that he potentially ruined his relationship with Stan? Is he upset that Stan is in love with (Y/N) or that Stan claimed he neither loved nor cared about (Y/N)? Is Richie still in love with (Y/N)? If so is he mad that (Y/N) could be in love with Stan or that she is moving on so quickly? Eddie couldn't help but feel like he was still second to you. It's not like Richie chose to tell you. He kept telling Eddie that he would for at least 2 weeks, but then she found out in her own way. Eddie feared that maybe he was never gonna tell you. Or now that you found out does Richie regret it? 'Alright, Alright Eddie calm the fuck down! Just go talk to Richie.' "Eds?" "Yeah Rich." "I'm gonna go." Richie's tone sounded soft, defeated. It broke Eddie's heart to see him like this. "Yeah sure I'll go grab my keys-" Richie cut him off politely. "I'm just gonna walk. I think I wanna be alone right now. I'll call you later." Richie placed a hand on the back of Eddie's head pulling him close and pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "OK. Be safe please."

"Where are we going?" You ask Stan who is driving and keeping silent. "You'll see. Um, go into the glove compartment a find the clear tape." You scrunch your eyebrows together. "You been stashing things in my glove compartment, Uris?" You found a clear tape and put it into the radio. Temptation by New Order flooded in through the speakers. A smile grew on your face as you turned the volume nob up. Stan looked over at you for a second just to see your growing smile. "I made you a tape and left it in here for the next time you complain that there's nothing good on the radio." A fit of giggles came from your mouth. "Stanley Uris made me a fucking mix-tape." You continued to laugh. It brought a smile, growing wider by the second, to see you so happy and blissful listening to your favorite music, a song he loved as well.

And I've never seen anyone quite like you before. No, I've never met anyone quite like you before.

Richie's emotions were confusing him now more than ever. He loved (Y/N). He truly did, but he just wasn't in love with her. Guilt consumes him every night before sleep and every time he sees you. He never wanted to hurt you. But when it comes to Eddie he's impulsive even a little reckless. Richie knew that he fucked up massively. Not only with you but with Stan and he even feels so with Eddie. He felt that if he just would have been honest with you before jumping into things with Eds maybe Eddie wouldn't have lost his best friend. He still couldn't wrap his head around how much of an idiot and a dick he was about Stanley. What in the fucking hell would lead him to believe that Stanley Uris of all people would fuck around with someone's feelings like that? He had already caused (Y/N) enough pain maybe he was trying to be a hero or something. Do something right for once, but of course, it was just another gigantic fuck up! Executed wonderfully by your very own Richie Tozier. Richie had noticed that he walked straight to the quarry. He picked up a stone and skipped it across the water.

Stan pulled the car over along where the road stopped and the tree's started. "Come on." Stan walked over to your side of the car and opened the door for you and held out his hand. You took his hand and walked beside him into the woods. "You trying to get me to some secret secondary location?" "What, you don't recognize where we're going?" You looked around a bit and shook your head. "Well, then I guess it will be a surprise." "I guess this is the day I get murder in the woods. Goodbye world you were never all that good to me but at least my murder is hot as hell." You almost couldn't see Stan's blush from how much he was laughing. You're hands brush as you walked close together. Stan felt a little nervous to take it, it's not like he hasn't held your hand before but right now he feels it holds so much more. 'Good' he thought to himself. 'It does mean more. Let it mean more.' He took your hand in his and warmth spread throughout the both of you. Just the two of you holding hands walking through the trees with Stan pointing out some birds to you, felt so blissful. At this moment you realized you had never felt this way with Richie. The two of you had a lot in common and play off each other well jokes and conversation-wise. But maybe that wasn't all a relationship needed. You had felt that's why Richie and you were so perfect together. Maybe this was finally the start to forgiving Richie and regaining some normalcy, realizing that maybe we weren't perfect or meant to be after all. If this is how Richie felt with Eddie you felt that you could somewhat understand why he was so in a rush to have it. It was scary how new this thing with Stan was yet how important it felt to you. You would go to the ends of the earth to protect what you had with Stan, no one in the world made you feel as safe and comforted as Stanley Uris. What Richie did, going behind your back, was in no way how he should've handled the situation. You let him into some of the most vulnerable spaces in your mind and life, entrusting him with your heart and your deepest thoughts, that you were his only person. That wasn't something easy to forgive, not something to easily recover from, especially having that trust broken with someone else with who you were very close. You may be happy and blissful at this moment, but you definitely knew the consequences of Richie's actions would come back to rear its ugly head sooner or later. But you believed that understanding was one of the first steps toward forgiveness. The more you walked the louder the sound of running water became. Soon you could even see the running water. You realized Stan had brought you to the barrens.'But why the barrens?' you thought to yourself. You reached the edge of the water and looked over to Stan. "C'mon" he grabbed your hand and stepped out onto a rock in the water. You did your best to follow, it finally dawns on you that you were headed toward the clubhouse.

When you got to the small clearing Stan went ahead and lifted the hatch to the small underground area where the losers used to hang out. "I've only been here a couple of times." You said as you climbed down the ladder. "Yeah, I guess we started hanging out other places more." Stan walked over to the hammock getting in. He smiled and reached his arms out like a little kid asking for a hug. You raised an eyebrow at him. "I know. I always feel like I'm gonna fall out of this thing, but it's safe I promise." "Okay," You say drawing out the word in a skeptical tone. You yelped as it wobbled and Stan gripped his arms around your waist as the hammock swung a little. "See, safe." You let out an amused huff and relaxed into Stan. Your back was pressed against his chest, both of your heads finding slightly uncomfortable spots in the crooks of the other's neck. "I remember one of the first times Eddie ever brought you to hang around with us was down here." Stan played with your hands in your lap. "I remember looking over and seeing you smiling, talking to Beverly. It was really hot out, your cheeks were pink. Richie gave you his shower cap and you, him, and Bill talked about comic books." You closed your eyes just listening to Stan talk softly into your hair. "Beverly came over to me when she noticed. She was joking around told me to stop staring, that it was rude. I hadn't even noticed that I was staring. I got nervous cuz, -hoping you didn't notice. You were so beautiful I couldn't help but stare." You blushed and let out a chuckle, your stomach filling up with butterflies. "I don't expect you to say back any time soon, and I in no means want to rush you, but I-" Stan paused, thinking about the impact of his words. He started to think maybe he should give you a little time, but then you leaned your head up to look at him. And when he looked down into your eyes there was no way stopping the words from falling out of his mouth. "I love you." The look in Stan's eyes was intoxicating, you could have stared in his eyes for the rest of both your lives, but instead, you brought your hand up to his jaw and tilted your head bringing yours and Stan's lips together. Equally as intoxicating as the look in his eyes. The two of you felt as if you were floating on clouds. Like you two were the only two people in the world. You pulled away and smiled, Stan pressed his forehead against yours. "I know" You and Stan laughed.

"Ok Rich. You just need to apologize. I'm sure they'll forgive you. They're your friends, basically your family." Richie walked back into town talking to himself. "And you hurt them and accused them of shitty things and now all your friends will hate you forever cuz you were a total dick and even their grandchildren will hate the name, Richie Tozier." Richie stopped for a second and groaned, rubbing his hands up and down his face under his glasses. He took a deep breath and continued walking.

Mike opened the door to Richie. "Hey man, come in." "Is Eds still here." "Yeah, he's in the living room. Rich," Mike put a hand on his shoulder. "He's worried about you. We all kinda are. There's been a lot going on with you four I just want to remind you that if you need someone to talk to we're all here for you buddy." "Thanks, man." Richie continues into the living room and sees Ben and Eddie talking. He breathes a sigh of relief, knowing how much it hurt Eddie that Ben wouldn't talk to him. They hugged and Ben got up off the couch and saw Richie. "I'm really sorry Richie. It was really rude to treat you like that-" Richie cut him off. "It's ok man really, I get it. She's your friend, I was a dick." "Yeah but you and Eddie are my friends too." "Well then what do you say Haystack," Richie extended out a hand. "Back to buds." Ben agreed and shook Richie's hand. Richie took a seat next to Eddie on the couch. "Hey, I'm glad your back I wanted to-" Richie leaned in and kissed Eddie. "As much as I love you and your adorable rambling I wanted to apologize." Eddie was suddenly very nervous. He thought to himself 'Shit this is it. He still loves Kassidy.' "Sure, Sure yeah. Umm a-about what Rich?" Richie took Eddie's hands in his fiddling with them out of nerves. "About everything. About not telling Kassidy. About not even being decent enough to break it off first so neither of you would get hurt. All of this would have been so much easier and nobody would've had to lose any friends. I'm just so sorry Eddie, I love you and I never wanted to hurt you like that." Eddie was so relieved to hear those words come out of Richie's mouth. He put a hand up to Richie's cheek and leaned to kiss him. "I love you too Richie." Richie chuckled in relief "Thank fuck."

You and Stan walked back to the car hand in hand. "So what do you wanna do now? " You leaned your back up against the car door "Oh I don't know maybe some more of this." Stan leaned himself against the car by his forearm and with his other hand lifted your chin, leaning down connecting your lips. You hummed against his lips. "Well, I do love doing that." "Do you want to go back to your place-" Stan pressed a small kiss on your neck "Watch a movie." "Shit!" Stan's head shot up. "I left my house keys at Bens." "We can sneak through your bedroom window." You push yourself off of the car, past Stan, and walked to the other side pulling your door open. "I don't wanna go back there either but with any luck, Richie won't be there." Stan groaned and got into the car.

You wrapped your knuckles on the door and Mike opened it with a smile. "I just forgot my keys." Mike let you in past him to the table where the keys sat. You quickly walked over to the table and grabbed your keys. Turning around back towards the door you catch Richie staring from the couch next to Eddie. For once you didn't feel the wind knocked out of you. But you couldn't say that the feeling of wanting to punch him had dulled any. You carried on toward the door when Richie called out your name. You sighed and banged your head on Mike's front door and contemplated for a second whether or not you should pretend you didn't hear him and keep walking. Apparently, you had stayed there a bit too long. Richie tapped two fingers on your shoulder. "I was just wondering if you would let me talk at you for a second. You don't need to say anything, or react in any way really-" You turned around and put your hands on his shoulders. He froze silent as you drew a deep breath. "I forgive you." It wasn't easy to say, you weren't even sure it was true. A part of you wanted to keep him dangling in wonder and guilt but you knew that you would eventually fully forgive him and the more you saw him moping around the more you would most likely enjoy watching him suffer for what he did. But if he just thought that you had forgiven him then maybe he would go back to his old trashmouth self and you all could move on.

Richie was taken by surprise, to say the least. He felt relief for a fleeting moment until he remembers Stan. "He's out in the car" He heard him speak softly. She somehow always knew what was going on inside his head, that's what made him think that she was so great, that they would be so great together. Against your better judgment, you grimaced and said, "I can give you five minutes. But he has the car keys so I can't promise he won't dive off on you." Richie threw his arms around you and squeezed you, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" "Yeah, sure get off me" He smiled at you, "Sorry." As Richie walked out the door he turned back to you, "He wouldn't drive off without his best girl." Richie started making trumpets sound in the tune of 'A Long Long Time' by Kitty Kallen and closed the door. You rolled your eyes as you and Mike laughed

Richie fell silent as he walked up to your car with Stan in the front seat. He raised his hand and tapped on the window. Stan kept his stare forward and locked the car door. Richie sighed. "Stan please." Richie heard the click of the car doors unlock and walked around to the other side and got in. "I'm so sorry. I was being a complete shit of a person and totally overreacted. I do care about her, I do! That's why I got so angry and it totally fucked up my judgment." Stan wasn't saying anything and it started to make Richie even more nervous. "I was angry and confused and I honestly don't know where all of that came from. That's not what I think of you at all, you gotta know that, Stan. You're one of my best friends and the best dude I know and I'm so sorry I said all of those things. I know I really fucked up." The two of them sat and stared out the windshield, Richie's leg bounced up and down from nerves until Stanley broke the silence. "I'm sorry too. That I turned my back on you. I couldn't understand how you had the most perfect girl right in front of you and seeing you hurt her made me angry too. I mean we all saw you and Eddie happening eventually, but I didn't think you two would go and do that. I love her and I guess I let that get in the way of our friendship." "I mean dude I don't really think I could blame you. I've seen the way she looks at you. It can make someone do stupid and crazy things." "Well then I guess that explains why you are so stupid and crazy," Stan laughed, "Eddie looks at you like that 24\7." Richie turned away laughing and hoped it hid the bright red flush on his cheeks. "I can't believe she actually forgave me." "Yeah me neither, to be honest." Stanley dead-panned. "Buuut," Stan took a calming deep breath, "If she can forgive you, then I guess I should too."

Eddie walked up to (Y\N) hesitantly as she was laughing with Mike. Mike saw Eddie and took that as his cue to leave, or rather to eavesdrop from the kitchen with Beverly, Ben, and Bill.

"Thanks for uh.. for forgiving Richie, he's been a wreck," Eddie said. "N-not that I've been fine! I-I feel completely terrible for what I did. But I mean I-I-I'm not trying to make you feel bad for me or anything. O-or for Richie. I just mean that we're both really sorry. I'm so, so very sorry (Y/N)." Eddie stammered through quickly. Man, do your shoes look mighty interesting at that moment. 'You forgave Richie why is it so hard to forgive Eddie. Maybe because we only gave Richie a premature apology so we could all get back to normal? Should I have to do that with Eddie too? Fuck that neither of them deserves it!' You fought back and forth with yourself in your head before finally looking up at Eddie. You took a deep breath, "I know...I-" Eddie cut you off "You don't have to." "I feel like I should." "You already kinda forgave Richie I know that's a big thing so you can hate me for as long as you need I deserve it." You smiled at Eddie and walked out of the house. Richie saw you walking towards the car and stepped out leaving the door open for you. You got in and leaned over to Stanley cupping the side of his face to bring him closer and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Stan started the car as you buckled. You tucked your legs up onto the seat and curled up to get comfy. Stan rests his hand over on one of your legs as you closed your eye

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Strawberry and Cigarretes

pairing: Sanji x Reader

word count: 2.6k

highlight: ¨Everything hurt, and for the first time, you wished to forget what the ocean sounded like.¨

warnings: slight angst

notes: This was a request from @vemuabhi! <3 Very special because it was my first ever request! I wanted to doge the obvious path (which I almost took) and do something that didn´t involve Whole Cake Island, so maybe it is not the biggest angst (hats off to Mr. Oda cause he is Father angst) but I did my very best! I hope you all enjoy and Happy Birthday, Sanji-kun! <3

𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤, 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤, 𝕠𝕣 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤!

Do you remember when you were a kid, and you´d find a shell laying on the sand? And you would pick it up and put it on your ear, hoping to listen to the ocean? It´d always make a smile grow on your face before you tossed it aside and jumped into the water.

That time was different. When you heard the ocean share its endless secrets and tell its adventurous stories, you just wanted to sit there all day and listen.

This specific event happened a couple of months after you joined the Strawhats. Chopper had borrowed you his stethoscope cause you thought it was cool, and in the middle of thousands of things you´ve already heard in your life, good and bad, the heartbeat was something that you were oblivious to.

Some would think that asking to hear someone else´s heartbeat was weird, but inside the Thousand Sunny... well, those guys put ¨weird¨ on another level, and you would have to work your ass off to surpass that.

Chopper got all blushed when you leaned closer to his tiny and furry torso, Usopp told you stories about a war he once won but had to have his heart replaced by a lion´s, Franky said that if you wanted to see a heart he could simply pull it out for you, Brook invested on the same ¨Oh, I don´t have a heart. Yohohoho¨ joke, Zoro let you listen to his wrist, Nami and Robin almost had you sinking into their generous breasts, and Sanji... you left him for last because you didn´t know how to ask him. So you just tiptoed quietly inside the kitchen, sneaked behind him, and tried to listen to his heart through his back. You feared that your nose would start bleeding if he faced you while you were doing it.

That was exactly what he did, by the way. He poured more water into the stew he was cooking and turned around, putting out his cigarette so ashes wouldn´t fall on you. Immediately you began to sweat, your breath quickened, and hold the stethoscope with a steady hand became a herculean task.

His lean fingers moved to the collar of his blue shirt and started to unbutton a few, enough for you to have better access. At that point, you believed that the reason why you weren´t bleeding yet was that you were slowly having a stroke, and Sanji´s action was God´s gift to you for being a good person while alive.

Then he didn´t do anything else, just put both hands in his pockets and waited while you listened to every single bubble popping inside his chest like you were afraid to miss one. In the end, he tucked a lock of hair behind your ear and went back to his stew.

But that was all about it. The following months were just like any other, the crew kept acting as weird as their minds allowed, and you kept shutting whatever your stupid heart was yelling at you. Although... if you could be honest for one moment, deep down you were hurt.

Maybe you scared or crept him away with your childish curiosity. Maybe he had noticed your feelings for him and got disgusted. Well, not disgusted, he probably didn´t like you the same way and didn´t know how to tell you, so keeping words to a minimum was his way to go.

He stopped singing and twirling around you, he´d rather call your name respectfully; when you shared the night watches, he just remained quiet by your side, answering briefly to your questions or comments; he even stopped trying to sneak into your baths or make suggestive comments - which you didn´t love before, but you know, you only miss something when it's gone.

The whole crew had noticed the change in both of your behaviors, but they too were not sure how to address it. Whenever someone asked something about it you would say ¨Really? I didn´t notice anything.¨. Either too proud to confront him or too afraid of the truth.

¨Oi, you ok?¨ Zoro asked, breaking into your personal bubble of sadness.

You knew it was Zoro because you two were taking the night watch, but you didn´t expect him to show interest or concern about your upset state.

The night was chilly, so you were sitting on Sunny´s grass, arms around your knees, holding them close to your chest to keep the warmth.

¨Why do you care?¨ you answered bitterly, but he didn´t mind since he was the king of freaking Bitter Land.

¨I don´t. But I´ll go crazy if I hear you sigh one more time.¨ he sat close to you, not too close, just enough for you to listen to each other.

A chuckle left your mouth involuntarily, you never expected his grouchy temper would come in handy in times like this. Then your frowned expression came back, and you let out another sigh.

Before you realized Zoro had pushed you with his Sandai Kitetsu scabbard, making you fall to your side with a squeak.

¨I told you.¨

You sat again, taking some grass off your leg ¨Yeah. Can´t deny it.¨

¨Yeah, you´ve been doing that a lot lately.¨

He didn´t look like he was teasing you, his eyes focusing on the line where the sky met the ocean, where the stars disappeared and became blurry white brushes on the water.

¨I... I don´t-¨

¨I think you can do better than the stupid cook.¨he kept his usual tone ¨ But I guess we don´t get to choose these things.¨

You were taken aback by his words, and despite you trying to fight your lips from trembling and tears from falling, it was useless. You had been crushing these feelings inside you for too long, and it killed you the more you ignored it.

The swordsman wasn´t saying those things because he loved you or anything like that, but because the entire crew - except for Luffy - had already noticed and began acting weird about it. And despite being the captain´s duty to solve any problem or an uncomfortable situation, your captain was a bit too oblivious, so he had to step in.

Besides, his nakama was getting hurt. He didn´t care about the ero cook.

¨If you want me to beat him up... just let me know.¨

He said it to cheer you up - not that he didn´t mean, he´d do it for much less - but nothing seemed worth smiling for now. You just bit your lip in order to avoid an embarrassing whining, since you were unable to stop the painful tears from rolling down your cheeks.

Everything hurt, and for the first time, you wished to forget what the ocean sounded like.

¨W-What should I do?¨

¨That´s not my problem to solve, Y/N.¨ he stood up beside you ¨But sometimes, when I have a difficult problem that I can´t solve my way...¨ his gaze still locked with the horizon ¨... I think about what my captain would do.¨ he left without any further words, leaving you not only sad but confused as well.

You slept on it for the next couple of days, still not understanding what he meant. Maybe he just wanted to leave the conversation and said whatever came to mind. But even that didn´t fit right. If he didn´t want to be stuck in an uncomfortable conversation, he wouldn´t have started one.

So you took as a personal mission to observe your captain until you learned how to think like him, hoping that figuring that out would solve your problem.

You had joined the crew as a historian, the person responsible for writing down every adventure meticulously, every tiny detail of every battle, and every glorious victory along the Strawhats journey. So in one dusk, when you were in charge of the night watch with Robin and the moon was full and bright, you took your journals and began rolling through the pages, looking for a pattern, something that anticipated every major decision of your captain.

You even borrowed old diaries from the time you were not part of their crew. The stories lacked details, but they served to paint a picture. Basically:

Luffy insults an ugly lady, saves a kid, eats something, finds Zoro, beats the crap out of a crazy marine, saves the day, gets his first crewmate.

Luffy gets eaten by a bird, then vomited in a town, finds Nami, eats something, is put in a cage, beat the crap out of some pirates, saves the day.

Luffy wants a new ship, meets Usopp, eats something, gets thrown from a cliff, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets Going Merry and a liar.

Luffy wants a cook, explodes a restaurant, becomes a waiter, eats something, meets Sanji, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets a cook.

Luffy eats something, finds the fishmen, goes for a walk, is thrown in the water, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets a navigator.

Luffy wants a doctor, eats everything, fights some crazy ass bunnies, climbs a mountain, meets Chopper, beats the crap out of some pirates, saves the day, gets a doctor.

Luffy eats something, wants to fix Going Merry, meets Franky, loses Robin, beats the crap out of some world government agents, saves the day, gets an archeologist, a shipwright, and Thousand Sunny.

Luffy hears a ghoulish singing, finds a speaking skeleton in a busted ship, has his shadow stolen, beats the crap out of some Warlord of the Sea, gets a musician.

When you finished the last journal, the weight of your body pushed you to the floor, and you laid on your back for a couple of minutes, overwhelmed by the amount of information in your head.

¨I know what to do...¨ you took a deep breath ¨... I´m gonna eat something.¨

You mumbled something to Robin, telling her that you´d be back in a few minutes, and wandered to the kitchen.

As soon as you entered the room a sweet and comforting aroma like whipped cream and strawberries invaded your senses, making your head turn to the counter immediately.

¨Y/N-chan...¨ the cook said.

You opened and closed your mouth a couple of times, looked at him, and then to your feet, your fingers fidgeting as a sign of your anxious state.

¨D-Didn't know you were awake.¨ you marched to the table and helped yourself with some sugar cookies.

¨Oh... It won´t take much longer...¨ you heard his muffled voice somewhere in the back of your mind, all you could hear was the blood pumping in your ears ¨... cake because today is my birthday and I thought we...¨ your vision was focused on the cookie jar, crushing the granular biscuit with your fingertips ¨...and I...I didn´t know if-¨

¨What would Luffy do?¨ you whispered to yourself.

¨W-What?¨

¨What would Luffy do?¨

The question wasn´t for him, it was for you. You felt something growing inside your chest, like the blood that pumped in your heart was boiling and burning, giving you the strength and courage you needed.

¨I have been trying to find answers to a lot of things, you know?¨ you stood up to face the cook, palms spread on the table, ¨I ... do you hate me, Sanji?¨

He stopped what he was doing and let the knife rest on the cutting board. When his gaze found yours, there was no way back. That is what Luffy would do. He´d eat something, do whatever came to his mind, and deal with the consequences. No need to go back.

¨Y/N-chan... why do you...¨

¨I mean, I ask this because...¨ you clenched your hands, cursing yourself for feeling the need to cry ¨I can´t take this anymore, Sanji! If I did something to offend you or if I said something...¨ your voice was broken and weak, and you were a mess of tears and sobs ¨You don´t have to love me back, that´s not what I am saying, but... I can´t stand-¨

¨Y/N-chan... why do you think I hate you?¨ he wiped his hands with a towel and made his way towards you, slowly.

¨Oh, come on, Sanji... You treat me differently, you´re cold and distant, you don´t say a word to me even when we share night shifts! If you don´t hate me, then this must be a sick game you´re playing.¨ your legs felt wobbly, and you sat back in the chair, not being able to face him anymore. The courage and strenght you had minutes ago was gone.

You just watched him get closer and kneel in front of you, his cold fingers gently brushing away the hot tears on your cheeks.

¨I could never hate you, Y/N.¨ he said softly ¨I am sorry I made you feel like this, I am sorry I made you cry...¨ his fingers touched your trembling lips.

¨Then why...¨

¨I didn´t want to scare you away like I always do, Y/N... I know I can be too much sometimes, with the nose bleeding and everything. But that´s how I am, and I didn´t want you to think of me as an idiot... so I prefer being silent, then say something stupid and... ¨

¨You don´t have to say this. I don´t need pity talk...¨you spoke as more tears fell, giving him a chance to take his statement back.

¨I have to, Y/N. But not because of pity talk.¨ he gently pressed his forehead against yours, like bunnies do when they apologize.

¨Then why?¨

¨Because I love you, Y/N.¨ the blonde closed the space left between the two of you, kissing you passionately.

He helped you get up without breaking the kiss and leaned you against the kitchen table, his hands holding your body close while yours ran through his golden hair. His mouth tasted like strawberries and cigarettes, a flavor to which you could easily get addicted.

You parted the kiss just enough to get some oxygen, your noses were touching, and you could feel his heavy breathing against your skin.

¨I didn´t know today is your birthday...¨ you whispered, afraid that this was a dream and you´d wake up alone again.

¨Yeah, I was hoping to get a Happy Birthday from you, you know.¨ he chuckled.

¨I think you´ll be getting more than that.¨

You stared into each other´s eyes for a moment before he pulled you to a hug. When you leaned against his warm chest you heard it again, the same babble of the ocean, only this time you smiled, knowing that it wanted to listen to your stories and secrets as well.

¨Sanji?¨

¨Hm?¨

¨Happy Birthday... I love you.¨

¨I love you too, Y/N.¨ he kissed you again.

¨Please, don´t have sex on the dinner table.¨ you jumped when Robin spoke.

When you turned, you saw all your crewmates dressed in pajamas and messy hair staring back at you with sparkly sleepy eyes. You spot Zoro back in the crowd, you smiled and gave him a silent ¨Thank you.¨. You couldn´t help but wonder how the guy who manages to gets lost walking down a straight path was able to guide some sense into you.

In any way, you´ve found it. Inside of his chest, inside of his heart was the All Blue you heard so much of. Maybe that was the thing with it, and why only a few people found it. Everyone assumes that it is a place, where the four Blues meet, but it´s easy to forget that when you´re a pirate the ocean becomes the essence of who you are.

Little did you know that Sanji had found his All Blue too.

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