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freelancearsonist · 3 years

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February Fic Recs!

Hi everyone! I’ve realized that part of the problem with interaction within the fic community is that not as many larger creators are doing their part to reblog and recommend fics like they used to when I first joined Tumblr. And while I wouldn’t really consider myself a “large” blog, I still want to do my part to help boost my fellow creators :) So here’s a list of what I read this month!

02.01 // “a letter addressed to the manager of the letter room” by @propertyofabelmorales (Richard Alsonso-Munoz) // I’ve read this at least three times omg because it’s currently the only Richard content we have and it’s wonderfully written and the letter format is unique but really interesting and so fitting given the character so yeah 10/10 please keep ‘em coming Vic 😂

02.02 // “Walls that Come Down” by @houseofthirst (Nathan Bateman) // this made me horny and made me cry at the same time and I think it’s really unfair that you have the power to do that to me tbh 😂 This is so wonderfully written and such a beautiful take on Nathan’s character and ugh lemme go cry in my corner

02.03 // “Meet Me on Endor” by @autumnleaves1991-blog (Poe Dameron) // “You are so beautiful, all the time” made me tear up a little bit because it’s so distinctly Poe and I also horny cried because god I’d give anything for this man

02.04 // “In the Night” by @jawabear (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // this was emotional and beautiful and sexy all at once and it made me cry a lil bit in bed at 2am and honestly I thank you for it

02.05 // “Something About You And I” by @sacklerscumrag (Poe Dameron) // This was beautifully written and also so so so sexy and I realized I might have a bit of unresolved bondage kink while reading this so thanks for that 😂

02.06 // “The Night That Follows” by @roanniom (Poe Dameron) // I found this kind of by accident and then it turned out to be one of the most beautiful fics I’ve ever read in my life??? I’m seriously like trembling how can someone pack so much talent into one sexy fic I’m—

02.07 // “The Punishment” by @mandorush (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // This is so fucking sexy what the fuck and then I found out it’s a whole series??? Yeah so needless to say my 2am binge was entirely worth it omg 🤤

02.08 // “Dessert is on the Counter” by @nathan-bateman (Abel Morales) // I read this before you posted to make the moodboard but I’ve legit reread like seven times since then omg. A quality fic in every way. 10/10

02.09 // “Affection” by @wasicskosgirl (Llewyn Davis) // This is one of my all-time favorite fics for my favorite man 😭 everything about this is so cute and I would literally die to snuggle with this sweet boy 😭

02.10 // “Tell Me” by @rebellou (Poe Dameron) // I don’t even know what to say omfg this is one of the hottest things I’ve ever read in my life and I’d like this fic chiseled onto my gravestone so I have something nice to take with me into the afterlife

02.11 // “Romantic Dreams” by @witchyavenger (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // Yeah I want this holy hell this was so spectacularly written and so sexy and 😩 god I can’t even have kids but I wish he would breed me omg

02.12 // “Pressing Camera Questions” by @youvebeenlivingfictional (Nathan Bateman) // Omg this is so wonderfully constructed, even as something of an introductory piece to this series. I’m so excited to see what comes!

02.13 // “Free Fall” by @michaelperry (Mikael Boghosian) // There’s so little fic for Mikael on this site and so finding this kinda felt like striking gold 😂 especially because it’s so wonderfully writing and so sexy and 🤤

02.14 // #valentines fic tag by @propertyofabelmorales (Literally every Oscar Isaac character) // I got to read so many amazing fics today because of the Valentine’s fic exchange but shit dude you went above and beyond!! I wanted to only plug each author once on this fic rec calendar but there’s no way I couldn’t give you a shout out for this. Even in addition to your piece for the fic exchange you wrote so much incredible fic for literally every character I can think of (including Marcus!!!!!!!!! As I’m writing this you haven’t even posted his yet but I saw his name on the list and I’ve been having heart palpitations ever since) so yeah explore this tag because there’s fic for literally everyone and it’s all so wonderfully written and *chef’s kiss*

02.15 // “ghosts” by @unstoppableforcce (Javier Peña) // This one gave me CHILLS omfg this is just the first part and I was rolling on the ground. Everything about this is so beautifully constructed and haunting and UGH this is amazing 😭

02.16 // “Pretty” by @waatermelon-sugaar (Blue Jones) // Holy shit this unlocked like seven kinks that I didn’t even know I had 🤤 this was so wonderfully written and so sexy and realistic? Idk if that’s a good descriptor but like I could feel everything you were describing sdkfdkfjdkfj I LOVED THIS

02.17 // “home.” By @pascal-isaac (Llewyn Davis) // Look I wish I was kidding when I say that I’ve read this fic upwards of seven times sdkjskdjskd this is one of my all-time favorite fics and it only gets hotter with age 😩 this fic is like a fine wine and I would like to have it inscribed on my tombstone when I inevitably escape from this plane of existence

02.18 // “Turning to the Dark...” by @mylifeisactuallyamess (First Order!Poe Dameron) // If I’m being honest I’m not usually a fan of darker fics but this one worked for me. It was so sexy and honestly kind of beautiful in the way you describe the interrogation and later Poe’s willful turning. I really enjoyed this and will probably read again 🥺

02.19 // “My Best Decision” by @knivesareout (Javier Peña) // Fuck guys I’ve had baby fever like a motherfucker this month and this made it so much worse 😂 Dad!Javi is so fucking cute omg and this fic was SO SEXY and it really hit all of my bases 😩

02.20 // “my sweet baby” by @writingletterstothefire (Santiago “Pope” Garcia) // Look I’ve read this fic 293394 times and it’s good EVERY TIME. Dirty Dancing is the good kush and this fic made my obsession with that movie like 1000 times worse omfg. I read this every time I’m in a bad mood and it just puts a smile on my face so fast omg I would literally beg for a longer version

02.21 // “Sounds of Silence” by @veuliee2 (Orestes) // This fic? This fic right here? Lives rent free in my mind. To the truest capacity of the statement. I wish I was kidding when I say that not a single day goes by where I don’t think about this. I don’t even really know what to call this? Maybe Something along the lines of associates to lovers? Whatever this qualifies as it’s literally one of my absolute favorite fics of all time and I will never forget the way you shattered and mended my heart with one story

02.22 // “Mr. & Mrs. Cooper” by @aellynera (Bud Cooper) // THIS IS BRILLIANT THE ENTIRE WAY THROUGH ok first of all that this is like one of two fics for this character 😂 but also this is the most beautifully, ironically constructed fic ever? Everything about this is entirely grasping and there’s THREE PARTS that are all just as good as the rest and 😩 I literally couldn’t ask for a more perfect fic

02.23 // “Catch” by @ollypopp (Poe Dameron) // This is a short drabble but I had to include it because DAMN this is so sexy and wonderful for such a short piece and I’ll be thinking about this for the next month so thank you 😂

02.24 // “Blooming most recklessly” by @writefightandflightclub (Evgeni Kolpakov) // This is so beautifully written while simultaneously being so sexy???? How do you do it Luna I am forever in awe of your talent 😭 I can just visualize everything he says and does so clearly and I’m so in love with this piece 😭💛

02.25 // “falling for you” by @luminouspoes (Poe Dameron) // This is the cutest thing ever wtf 😭😭 The pining is so strong even though it’s short and it’s just all around so wonderfully written and I must go cry in my corner now

02.26 // “Liability” by @honeymandos (Nathan Bateman) // THIS WAS GORGEOUS WTF I’m crying over some soft Nathan in this house tonight 😭 I was legit so worried for a while that he’d send reader away but then he CAVED and my heart sang hallelujah—

02.27 // “electric spark” by @woakiees (Duke Leto Atreides) // Hi I need everyone to read this please so it can destroy your body and live in your mind and occupy all of your waking thoughts like it does for me k thanks

02.28 // “The Child” by @starryeyedstories (Poe Dameron) // This was the sweetest thing ever what the heck 😭😭😭 I am eternally sobbing over this lil found family-ish vibe and dad!Poe is literally everything I’ve ever wanted and UGH I have to go cry for the next month

#fic rec #february fic recs #poe dameron x reader #santiago garcia x reader #nathan bateman x reader #richard alsonso-munoz x reader #mikael boghosian x reader #javier peña x reader #blue jones x reader #orestes x reader #bud cooper x reader #evgeni kolpakov x reader #leto atreides x reader

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a-forgotten-spirit · 4 years

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Two Heroes x Reader Oneshot

Pairing: Todoroki x Bakugou, Todoroki x Reader x Bakugou, Poly relationship

Summary: I rewrote the entire Two Heroes movie with you in it, changed a few things but mostly the exact plot. It’s a “oneshot” off of my other story “Love Isn’t an Illusion”. I added a lunch scene, getting dressed and...smut for Bakugous Birthday.

Words: +- 18,000, There is 4000 words of smut you have been warned, sorry for mistakes there is a lot to read through.

SFW Warnings: Domestic relationship, please if you haven’t watched the movie watch it, villains/villain attack, fear for Bakugous/Todoroki’s safety, mentions of sex, kissing, getting lunch with the boys, hugging, soft Bakugou, soft Todoroki, calling them by their first names, competitiveness, being called “Kitten”, swearing, slight injury, Bakugou needs attention, Todoroki needs reassurance, sending photos, being called their girlfriend, a dress that shows skin, nicknames, Mineta and Kaminari, fighting villains, no signal, claws and sharp teeth, bathing together, if you squint there’s a spoiler for the series, NSFW Warnings: Bathing together, groping, moaning, groaning, it’s filth, neck kissing, biting, being called “Kitten”, switch Bakugou/Todoroki, Bakugou bottoms for a bit, soft Bakugou, soft Todoroki, on the pill, temperature play, nipple play, dirty talk, love bites, double penetration, teaching Bakugou manners, traffic light system, riding, complimenting, description of smut, soft smut at the beginning, Todoroki bottoms for a bit, light choking, swearing, multiple orgasms, double cremepie, slight begging. IM SORRY

A/N: Well first off HAPPY BIRTHDAY BAKUGOU. I wrote this for the fans. I do not own My Hero academia or the characters, I don’t own most of the plot for this story, I had watched the show and re-written the dialogue and plot as if the reader was the main character. Everything is centered around the reader. In Japan the legal age for sex is 13 and in my country is 15-17 so by law they are legal, thank you. I hope you all enjoy this oneshot. I don’t usually write oneshots and here is why.

PATREON: This is my patreon, some benefits are getting chapters one month earlier then on tumblr, Love Isn’t An Illusion is one month ahead on patreon for example another benefit is getting a say in what I write and who for, I will also be posting AU’s. I have a NSFW tier that I will begin posting on when October starts and my final tier is commission, you may ask for anything you want! But there is only 3 spots, make sure to check it out. This is a teaser for the NSFW tier starting October.

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Y/N P.O.V

This expo was not something I wanted to go to. It would be long and not something I was interested in, though I could use my quirk as I wished which was a nice surprise even though I would not use it, Aizawa had made it quite clear I couldn’t abuse my quirk. Katsuki, Todoroki, Kirishima and I were walking around until we saw a challenge, a race.

Katsuki and I turned to each other and we smiled at each other “I’m gonna win” we both yelled at each other before we were running over to line up “It’ll be nice to beat you again” I smiled and his arm wrapped around my waist bringing my body close to his own.

“Yeah sure you will, no hard feelings” he screamed and I pushed him away shaking my head as we both stared at each other in anger. “You won’t be winning” sometimes I believe his quirk moved to his voice box as well with how loud he was like Present Mic. “I’ll go first” Katsuki did the course and I was livid, he was way too fast. I had to be faster than him, I could not lose.

“Please welcome our next challenger, the villain attack points have been reset. Ready Go” and with her words I was off, running straight through the course. I propelled myself forward with my quirk, a wide and proud smile on my face.

Making it to the first villain I didn’t even look as a clone came up and attacked it, one down. I continued through the course destroying anything in my path but I had to beat Katsuki. I was going to beat Katsuki. Running along the water and then all three were down and I landed my hand on my hip as I looked at my boyfriend. “How was that for you?” I yelled at his angry face.

“A tie” we both turned quickly to the woman “At fifteen seconds. These two are the winners” immediately we were screaming and throwing insults at each other as people looked on in confusion but I did see a few smiles.

“We did not get the same. I clearly won” he screamed and walked over gauntlets on show for all to see as I shook my head and my hand came to rest against my chest in offense. I could see Shouto shaking his head with a small almost non-existent smile.

“I beg your pardon, no you did not. I was faster” I yelled and we came face to face looking at each other before we turned to the woman “We want a rematch” she stood there looking around for a second and then laughed awkwardly.

“Hey isn’t that Midoriya in the stands” Kirishima asked innocently, Katsuki and I turned to face the green haired hero in training and he was indeed in the stands. Looking down at us with a scared look. Todoroki walked out to come stand next to us. I looked around and could see a few people from our class. Why were there so many?

“What the” Katsuki was up throwing himself against the rails of the field as I made some stairs so Kirishima, Todoroki and I could get up to the stands. “What are you doing here Deku” he screamed as I stepped over the railing.

“Oh hey there Kacchan” he stepped back face scared and hands raised in surrender. A good move, he just got his ass kicked by his girlfriend. I can imagine the anger swirling inside his body. “Maybe calm down a little” those were not the words someone should say to an angry Katsuki.

“Don’t you dare tell me what to do” Katsuki screamed, I was glad the fence was between the two childhood friends as well as Iida who had run in to stand in front of Deku. I had been on the receiving end of those words far too many times to count but looking at him, I couldn’t help but love him more.

“Bakugou. Behave yourself” Iida’s arms were out protecting the scared Deku, though those words were also something you do not say to an angry Katsuki. I leaned into Shouto who just shook his head at our boyfriend losing his mind.

Katsuki began to yell, loudly. His hair seemed to stand on end even though it was already spiked. I had learnt it was natural, after so many times sleeping over I learned his hair was just like that. He looked like a little monster throwing himself back and forth against the railing. I was worried it would break.

“So you guys got asked to the expo as well” Momo turned to us and so did the others. I went to lift my mask before remembering I wasn’t actually wearing it and my hand came to rest on my hip to look a little less awkward.

“Kinda” I started and they looked a lot more interested now. “I was invited as I won the sports festival but Todoroki is here because of his father so if I declined I got to be Todorokis’ plus one and then Bakugou got offered as second place so that meant Kirishima could come too” I smiled and they all seemed to nod. I had gotten good at using their last names around the class but I was pretty sure everyone knew we were together. I remembered back to the conversation.

“They want me to go to the expo thing” I spoke slowly as the boys came to move onto the bed. We were staying at Katsuki’s tonight. “Because I got first place at the sports festival” I felt both their heads begin to read over my shoulder. “But I can only take one,” I whispered.

“I’m going with my father, so you can take Katsuki. Problem solved” Shouto had gotten a little more emotion in his voice since being with us. He had started to talk more which Katsuki and I loved to talk about. I nodded.

“Or” I began. Katsuki had also learned to let others talk, I was proud of him. “If I say i'm already going as a plus one, they’ll ask the next person which is Katsuki. Hasn’t Kirishima been going on about this expo” I turned to face the blonde haired male.

He nodded and shrugged “Shitty hair doesn't need to go Y/N, he just wants too. You won, you go” I knew that was his way of saying because I won I should get the credit not just going as a plus one.

“I don’t mind. I can share a room with Shouto, you can come visit. Kirishima deserves to go. I heard Kaminari is going to work as well so it’s a win win” I smiled and I felt an arm wrap around my waist from Shouto as he nodded into my shoulder.

“Whatever” I replied and within a few minutes Katsuki had received an email asking to attend as the first place was already going. Easy. I smiled and laid down as Katsuki sat on his phone no doubt messaging his red headed friend. ~

“You guys are gonna do the villain course or what?” Kirishima asked with a happy smile, turning to him his hand was pointed over his shoulder to he course the three of us had just done. It wouldn’t be a good idea with Katsuki in his little mood.

“Don’t even try it, there is no way you’ll get a better score then I did” his face was pulled in anger as I watched him grip the railed tighter. Deku had gotten a lot stronger but at the end of the day it was a course made to win. The machines didn’t have quirks or a thought process, it had no relation to a real villain take down.

Then his words registered “Our score thank you very much. We got the same even though technically I won” I smiled as his eyes moved to my own in anger. I leaned forward, my arms folded under my chest as I laughed and sighed. “Better luck next time, Ground Zero” I knew he loved when I called him by his hero name.

“Yeah you’re probably right, yep” Deku looked about ready to run and hide. I wanted to laugh at his fear. There was no reason to fear Katsuki, he was a huge softy through and through. Give that man a massage and he is as placid as can be. Though that was Shouto’s and Is’ little secret.

“Huh, I’m not so sure” Uraraka thought out loud as he looked up a hand coming to her chin in thought. Deku was fast but as I said before, these weren’t real villain’s and could no way mimic a real fight. “Only one way to find out I guess” she shrugged her shoulders.

“Yeah you’re probably right” I was at a loss for words. I knew Deku had just repeated himself out of fear but to not even listen to what Uraraka had said and then my eyes turned to Katsuki who was seething. I think I could see steam coming off his body, this probably wasn’t good.

Katsuki jumped over the railing and looked at Deku, his shoulders back and eyes narrowed “Just get your pathetic attempt over with. You damn nerd” with a swing of his arm Iida was pushed aside. Katsuki got right in the poor boy's face and with teeth grit he added “Then you get out of here” it yelled, I was surprised Deku didn’t go deaf.

“He’s so well behaved with us” Shouto whispered as he leaned down next to my ear “So much progress down the drain because Midoriya is here” I smiled as he shook his head “We need to teach him more” I flushed at his words. “One night should do the trick” I laughed and looked back at our boyfriend.

“Right, I’ll do that” I shook my head and let the air from my lungs. Deku needed to stand up for himself more, he was so strong but one comment from Katsuki and he was out like a light. Though I could see the fear, Katsuki never really yelled at Shouto and I. He was quite calm with us though there have been a few outbursts.

“I don’t think one night is enough” I turned and smirked to Todoroki, “A few would definitely suffice though” I whispered and heard the little grunt from Shouto. If only Katsuki knew what we were planning. He would have stopped yelling, or continued. He seemed to like the lessons.

Deku got up and was now going to get his turn. His electricity like lines spread over his body and when the course ended he was one second longer than Katsuki and I. I could see the wide smile on my boyfriend's face and he looked at both Shouto and I then nodded and laughed at the score. Always so competitive. Something I fell in love with.

Deku was now back and talking with Uraraka and Iida as Shouto and I listened in. “I didn’t think I’d be able to get so close to Kacchans’ time” with the way Deku smiled and spoke those words and Katsuki’s narrowed eyes and angered look I knew this wouldn’t end well.

“What, no way. I’ll go again and blast your score to ash” I was looking at Katsuki and shook my head in defeat. I went to turn around to talk to Shouto about this new predicament though when I turned I heard a scream and then the sound of ice.

I ran to the railing and saw Shouto kneeling down ice sprouting from the ground over the course. No way, this couldn’t be happening. The whole area was covered in a thick layer of ice. “This is insane” it was, this was fast, I gripped the railings. “Fourteen seconds” I was livid, I could feel anger coursing through my veins but as he stood up I couldn’t help but notice how hot he looked. “This gentleman has jumped to the top of the pack” I felt my eye twitch and then Katsuki joined my side and then he was gone.

“Out of the way Icy-Hot bastard” I watched and Katsuki was now bursting through the air towards our boyfriend. I was rocking myself against the railing just like Katsuki had done. I was not going to stoop to his level, I was going to be calm. “You can’t just appear out of nowhere and show me up” Shouto had a blank face and I could faintly hear something about Katsuki needing to recognise he lost.

With that I was jumping over the railing and landing on the course. I stomped my way over and looked at our boyfriend dead, his stupidly cute miss-matched eyes “You said you didn’t even want to participate” I yelled and threw my hands into the air.

“Don’t ignore me” is one of Katsuki’s favourite lines to shout when we didn’t answer him. We needed time to think but at this moment, I felt the same. This was beyond anger inducing, he didn’t want to participate though by his choice of words I should have understood he meant to challenge our hot-headed boyfriend.

“The next person is waiting” the woman spoke slowly and Katsuki and I both turned to her with the speed of All Might himself and I could see the fear in her eyes. I was sure she knew who we were and with all the yelling I would be afraid too.

“Shut up, I am doing it again” we both yelled our eyes locked in on her form. There was no way she was stopping me from beating both my boyfriends this god forsaken challenge. I was going to prove I am the best and then later they would praise me. I didn’t want to praise Shouto, at least not for this.

“Please stop, you are going to make the world think UA is full of degenerates” Iida was running onto the course. We were not degenerates. I was already coming up with a plan to finish in under five seconds. Instead of moving I had to do what Shouto did and stay still, let my quirk do the work.

Shouto was holding Katsuki and I back as we were escorted out of the course grounds. Once out Katsuki and I were pouting as we walked with Shouto, Kirishima having said he wanted to go see Kaminari at work, I also heard that Mineta was here. I crossed my arms and pouted as we walked around.

“Are you done?” Shouto asked us and I turned away as Katsuki said what was on his mind, as he always did. We had moved to a secluded area and I felt Shoutos’ arm wrap around my body and he cuddled into my neck “Don’t be mad Y/N” he whispered and Katsuki rolled his eyes coming in to join the hug.

“I’m not mad” I gritted out, how could I stay mad as they both hugged me. It was nearly impossible for a few more seconds and Katsuki giving my forehead a light kiss I sighed and “Fine” I drew out the vowel and smiled. “Wanna get something to eat?” I asked.

“It would be best to get something in the room, that way it is not a full meal, the reception is tonight and there will be food” Shouto pointed out, he was right, there would be food there. “Though it is still quite early, we could have a light lunch and a snack before the reception,” Katsuki nodded.

“I saw a nice looking restaurant a little ways away, near that park thing” Katsuki began and brought out his phone from the little pocket on his pants. He unblocked his phone and showed us the location. I took his phone and looked at the online menu.

I scrolled down and as we were walking I was scrolling. I couldn’t count the amount of times I had been on Bakugou’s phone and I still couldn’t comprehend the device sometimes. “Oh Shou they have Cold Soba” I smiled and showed him the photo.

“I was unsure of this place and no you both don’t get a choice. We are going” Shouto nodded and both Katsuki and I were laughing, it was so funny to hear his monotone voice seem so excited. Katsuki and I could hear the difference.

“You and your fucking soba. I could make it better” Katsuki had his hands on his hips as he looked at our boyfriend with a smile, I smiled at him. I couldn’t lie, Katsuki did make the best food. I had to admit that I had once called Shouto to pick me up because Katsuki said if we were at his house he would make us food. We showed up within the hour.

“I do not doubt that Katsuki '' the little smile that Shouto gave the both of us as he spoke made my heart flutter in happiness. I loved them both so much, I would do anything for them. Even something as simple as a smile made me so happy.

We continued to walk as I continued to look through the menu “Katsuki” I called out as we stopped and they both looked over my shoulder “It’s called the ring of fire. It’s just a bowl of chilli noodles and beef” I smiled and showed the photo to him.

A loud laugh left his throat and he took his phone scrolling through the ingredients “That’s what i'm getting. It better be spicy” he nodded and then gave the phone back “What are you thinking kitten” he asked as we continued to walk.

“I’m thinking something hot, I want noodles” I nodded and clicked the category of noodles. “This one looks good” my eyebrows rose as I looked over the beef noodles. “The broth has a few spices and the beef has been marinated overnight to then cooked to order, the vegetables are marinated with it” Shouto nodded as Katsuki took the phone and looked over it.

“It’s like the noodles I made for our three months,” Katsuki answered and then put his phone away. It was one of my favourite ‘dates’ we had gone on. My parents were out and because my house was the biggest we had decided to get the ingredients and then go to mine and cook. It was such a good night. “It even has the same noodles.” those noodles were delicious.

“Oh ok, I’m definitely getting that then” Shouto nodded to my conclusion and we finally made it to the restaurant. There wasn’t too much of a line but it was packed. It looked to my full. “I did not take into account the people” I whispered.

“Don’t worry, let me talk” Katsuki and I tilted our heads but we slowly walked up to the front of the line. Shouto took his wallet out of his pocket and collected a card that was red. Katsuki and I made eye contact in confusion and we waited. The woman looked around and breathed out trying to find a spot but as I searched to no avail. “Do not worry, we will be taking the private booth please” the woman went to laugh and then her face fell as she looked at the card.

“Oh my. Of course” she bowed and grabbed three menus “Please right this way, follow me” we walked through the restaurant and to the back, going up a flight of stairs and then we were taken to a booth at the back, it was quiet and there was almost no one. “A waiter will be with you in a few minutes to take your drinks” she bowed again as I wiggled into the seat, I wanted to be in the middle.

“What is that card” I looked at Shouto who slipped the card back into his wallet then placed it on the table to the side to not get in the way. I needed a card like that, if it meant I never had to deal with people again in a crowded space I would love to have such a card. Katsuki took his gauntlets off placing them next to him in the booth.

“It’s a card for the expo for my father so he doesn’t have to sit with fans. He said to use it so I’m not with common people” he shook his head and his eyes narrowed “But this way I can have a nice calm lunch with both my girlfriend and boyfriend without interruptions” he nodded. Picking up the menu to the drinks and began to look it over.

My hand moved to gently hold his cheek as I leaned in and gave him a sweet kiss. I loved the way half his lips were colder than the other. He seemed surprised and then he leaned in getting into the kiss. We broke apart after a few seconds “Thank you Shou” I whispered.

“Excuse me” We both turned to Katsuki who had a slight pout as he looked over to us “I am here to you know” it was hard sometimes to give all three people attention in the relationship but we tried. I had learnt that Katsuki really didn’t like being left out and often felt like people didn’t want him there. Shouto on the other hand had a lot of trouble with praise and had to be reassured we loved him every single day. All three of us had learnt to help each other.

“Come here Katsuki” I leaned over holding his hand that was on the table and kissed him just the same as I had done to Shouto. His lips were always so soft, all his skincare routines he did on a night would definitely help to do that. When I leaned back I smiled at his soft face. “We know you’re here and we are both very happy you are here with us” we had to reassure him and I didn’t care how often I had to do it.

“Can I have a kiss too Katsuki?” Shouto asked and leaned over my body so he could kiss him if he allowed, which he always did. Many believe he wasn’t affectionate but Katsuki was the most affectionate. “I love that you came here as well. I wouldn't have come if the both of you didn’t” Katsuki smiled and then leaned in kissing Shouto softly as I smiled at both of them. As they leaned back Shouto smiled and “I love you Katsuki you too Y/N”

I watched as the male in question turned away a flush on his cheeks, something we saw quite often with him. He wasn’t too good with receiving affection, I moved to put a hand on each of their legs and squeezed. Then the waiter walked over.

“Good afternoon, may I take your drinks order” he asked and looked us over as I quickly skimmed the menu. “If you need more time, I can come back in a few minutes” he asked and Shouto answered it was alright. After ordering our drinks we also asked him to take our food orders and then we were back to talking.

“I don’t want to go to this party, it’ll just be a bunch of old geezers giving speeches. Sounds like a pretty lame night to me” Katsuki voiced as he rested his chin on his head. “I only came for you two” he added as he looked us over.

I nodded “Shouto and I spoke on the plane about not really wanting to attend” I sighed. “I did bring a nice dress though” it was a beautiful dress. Something a little fancier then I would usually wear but nice nonetheless.

“I do not want people to ask about my father” Shouto added and I leaned back “But we have to attend at least I do anyway. He wants me to go and I know it’ll only be more effort to not go in the long run” he looked down at his words and Katsuki leaned over taking his head just as I did. We knew it was hard on him. “You two stay in the room, I’ll only go for an hour or so and then we can spend the rest of the night together” he asked quietly.

“We are going with you, I’ll have to go to my room and find something nice. I didn’t bring anything fancy, I wasn’t planning to go” he paused and smiled at Shouto, a real smile “We are here for you Shou" I nodded and the boy nodded as well.

“Then we go together” I smiled “And I asked Kirishima if I could sneak a suit in his luggage for you” I smiled and with a shake of his head I was brought into a hug as I laughed and held out my arms for Shouto who happily moved closer to join in.

Not too long after, the food and drinks arrived, we thanked and then began to eat. We began to eat and chat. “This is actually really good, wanna try” Katsuki asked as I nodded and leaned in to take some of the noodles off his chopstick tasting the flavour and hummed with a nod.

“That’s really good. Too bad Shouto, you aren’t a fan of spicy food” he shrugged and then took some soba into his mouth with a nice hum. I got some of my own noodles and meat in the grasp of my chopsticks and held it up to Katsuki. “It’s really nice, not the same as yours but still good” I nodded and he leaned over taking them into his mouth then chewing for a few seconds and nodded.

“It’s not too bad, not as good as mine but still good” he nodded and I saw Shouto look at my meal back at his and then back at mine. He wouldn’t like Katsuki, we all knew that but he looked sad he wasn’t offered some.

“Shouto would you like to try some” I picked up the noodles just as I did for Katsuki and he looked a little awkward “come on Shou, don’t be shy. You can ask to have some” I smiled and he nodded leaning over to take a bite and then nodded.

“Sorry, I didn’t want to ask but you two were right it is quite nice. The meat is very tender” he nodded and I verbally agreed as we began to eat once more. It was nice to be able to have a meal together and not be worried about the gazes of others about our choice of relationship.

“Can I try some” I asked and I could live off the small smile Shouto gave as he gathered some in his chopsticks and then offered it to me. I leaned in and took the soba into my mouth and then chewed and nodded. “It’s good, Katsuki should make some for us. Sometime” I asked suggestively.

We both turned to the boy in question who just looked up from his food and then smiled “I can do that” even as he complained about making us food he always did no matter whose house we were at. He loved to cook and provide for us.

The rest of the lunch went by with quiet chatter and easy laughs. Time seemed to fly and as we looked at the time Shouto noticed a message from Iida saying where we would all wait and then go together. We agreed to get dressed and meet up then we would all sit at a table together and not talk to anyone.

“Are you sleeping with us tonight” I asked just before we were about to part ways so Katsuki could go and get dressed. I hoped he said yes but then again then Kirishima would be alone in the room.

“Of course. Shitty hair wants Pikachu and ball head to come over so I can just bring my bags over after the party” with those words and a few shared kisses we parted ways and we were off to our room to get ready.

Walking into the room I stretched my hands above my head and put our phones on charge for the party. Searching through my suitcase I found my makeup bag and dress. “I’m going to go for a shower and do my makeup, I shouldn’t be too long” I called over my shoulder to Shouto on the bed.

“Ok, I’m giving Katsuki a call, Kirishima isn’t there yet and he is bored” the small smile on his lips made me smile in return “I’ll tell him you’re in the shower” he looked up and I smiled back to him. I was so in love with both of them.

“Tell him to charge his phone, he always forgets” a simple nod and I was off to shower, the shower was beyond lovely and warm, once out I put my hair up and began the process of makeup. I made sure to dry my hair and tuck in the towel so it wouldn’t fall.

“She’s doing her makeup” I could hear Shouto say and then the door opened as I looked up from doing only the first part of my makeup “Doesn’t our girlfriend look beautiful” he moved into the bathroom and I saw the phone in his hand.

“You both are” I smiled and looked down making a ‘Shoo’ motion with a light laugh. Shouto left the room but I could hear them “Your bathroom is so much nicer” I smiled and then continued on with my mission to do my makeup.

Some flicked eyeliner, shining highlights and blow dried hair later I was done and walking out of the bathroom and I ran my fingers through my hair. I looked at Shouto who had taken a shower while I did my makeup and now his eyes widened.

“I need to call Katsuki.” his hands were trying to find his phone without looking down. Once found he quickly looked down to call our boyfriend. “Katsuki” he quickly began and then Shouto was walking over “Look at her” the phone was in front of my face as I waved into the camera.

It was silent as I looked around “I am definitely coming over tonight” he started and I flushed laughing lightly “Keep me on the line, I want to see the dress” the camera was then gone as Shouto tried to describe what he had seen with the little glimpse he got.

I picked up my dress and headed back to the bathroom. A long sleeved, v-neck, lace F/C dress, at the waist it flowed down between my legs and over my rear, showing the sides of my legs and hips. I made sure the bra I chose to wear couldn’t be seen and then I was walking out.

“Fuck” I looked up seeing Shouto in his suit and I paused to look at him. He didn’t swear often. He was moving to pick up his phone and I stood as he fumbled and then his hand came to rest on his chin.

“Fuck” Katsuki repeated and I looked down, I felt pretty but that reaction was all I needed to know this was my dress. This was the perfect dress for tonight. I was so glad they liked it, confidence rose in my chest and I did a small twirl.

“You guys like it” I asked and walked forward to Shouto holding the phone and Katsuki on the phone. They were silent as I moved to look at Katsuki and swap the camera around so it was facing Shouto and I.

“Yes” they both spoke and then Katsuki had to go as Kirishima was coming into the room. “You look amazing” Shouto breathed out and his hand came to hold the small of my back as he came to lean in and kiss my hair. “I don’t want to ruin your makeup” he whispered.

“Now that we are both ready and you are looking very handsome, can we take a photo for Katsuki and send it to him” he nodded and then we were moving his phone and putting on a timer for the camera.

A few attempts later we had a photo that looked professional. The lighting and the blank wall behind us made our outfits pop. I had put on the matching heels to make the photo look more authentic and beautiful. We were standing next to each other in just the perfect position and with a smile it was sent to Katsuki, I had to admit we really went above and beyond for this photo. Within seconds we received a reply “Please don’t do this to me, I’m with shitty hair”.

“Are you ready to go Shou" I looked over my shoulder at my boyfriend, his suit looked so handsome and I knew from the three of us it was going to be a fun night. Walking over I fixed his tie slightly “You look so handsome in your matching suit” I smiled “Come on Iida is waiting for us” we made our way through the room and then down to where we had to catch an elevator.

“I sent Katsuki a message, hopefully he has not forgotten his phone again” Shouto whispered quietly as I leaned over to view the screen. Katsuki had gotten better at answering calls and messages. At the start of our relationship he wasn’t the best but he is working on it which I’m sure Shouto and I were grateful for.

Coming out of the elevators I saw Iida who I assumed had gotten here far earlier than anyone else. Kaminari and Mineta were also here in their little butler outfits. I laughed lightly as I walked out and into the room. Iida turned around and smiled “I’m glad you two could make it, Todoroki looking very fresh, Y/N” he paused and then nodded “That colour suits you” he smiled.

“Thank you Iida, you look quite nice as well, where is everyone?” I tried to ignore the stares from the two other boys and tried harder to ignore the little whispers to each other. We were a few minutes early but with Iida if you weren’t early you were late.

“They seem to be running a little late” he took out his phone and rang Midoriya. The phone call was mostly linear movements and some loud vocals. I was surprised how loud his voice could go, sometimes louder then Katsuki.

“Sorry about that, you guys” Midoriya’s words were slowed towards the end as he walked out from the elevator and looked us over, we had been here quite awhile but I didn’t mind. Shouto and I had quiet chatter and Katsuki replied saying Kirishima was guiding them to the venue and to go in without him. “Where is everybody?” he stopped running, going to a slow walk.

“They’re not here yet” Iida arms unfolded “Does a proper meeting time mean nothing to you people” he was always like this, so in charge and ready for anything. He did make a good class rep and no one could deny that.

With those words the sound of an elevator door opening rang through the room looking over. I saw it was Uraraka “Sorry i'm late, it took me a while to get ready” she looked cute with her hand scratching the back of her neck and the pink dress she had on. She clearly had gone to the trouble of looking nice. I was going to compliment her though with Kaminari and Mineta racing over. I stayed still.

Another elevator opened showing a blushing Jirou and Yaoyorozu, Jirou was hiding behind the other girl, was she embarrassed? I was positive she looked beautiful no matter what she wore. “Apologies for the tardiness, Jirous’ feeling shy” I knew that feeling but with the help of my boyfriends I had slowly come out of my shell. I ignored the boys once again.

They stepped out of the elevator and Jirou looked down playing with her earlobes “This is fancier than anything I’ve worn before” she looked nice in the pink and purple dress, Yaoyorozu did too. Shouto and I walked forward to join the group. “It feels like a costume” I couldn’t agree more.

“I’m just glad you’re not in a t-shirt” I rolled my eyes at the electric blonde and sighed, he really needed some new morals. Shaking my head I leaned against Shouto just to try and calm my nerves, I wasn’t a fan of crowded places.

“Even the jacket can’t ruin it” Mineta bluntly stated, they both got sound waves to ear, just as they deserved. I was glad I hadn’t heard the things they said about my choice of clothing. I would have put them in a box for the rest of the night.

“I think you both look very nice, even with the jacket” I made eye contact with the fallen Mineta at that comment and looked back up with a smile “It’s nice to see you guys out of uniform. You too Uraraka” I smiled at the group. There was no harm in boosting someone's self esteem even if it was only a little.

“Thank you, you look very nice too, I wouldn’t expect you to wear something like this but I really like it” Yaoyarozu nodded and Jirou agreed with an input from Uraraka. I smiled and pushed my hair back and smiled in thanks.

“This is my first time in formal wear, I just borrowed something from Yaoyorozu” Uraraka walked over to Midoriya as her arms bent at the elbow up and down as she spoke. Yaoyarozu had very pretty dresses then.

“It looks really good” Midoriya scratched his cheek and I smiled leaving the conversation. They had such chemistry, I was surprised one hadn’t confessed yet. Then again I hadn’t confessed in the greatest ways. I took Shouto’s hand, we weren’t much for public displays of affection but right now I was so happy to be with friends and loved ones.

The sound of the elevator opening sounded and I turned hoping to see Katsuki and Kirishima though it wasn’t them. It was the girl I had seen at the stands. I never caught her name though she seemed to know the place. “Oh good” she ran in dress swaying as she did. “I thought I was going to miss you guys. Let’s get downstairs to the party” she seemed very friendly from the one sentence I had heard her speak. I should talk to her.

I ignored the boys having a fangirl fest in the middle of the room. I shook my head and then we were off to the party. “No good, neither of them is picking up their phones. Knowing those two they’re just blowing off the party” Iida spoke out.

“Bakugou and Kirishima said to go in without them, Todoroki and I messaged Bakugou” I began and saw a few sideways glances of interest. The girls always asked about my relationship with the two and most had guessed what was going on. “We can go in without them, they will come eventually” I smiled and got a nod from Iida.

I took out my phone and saw a message from the explosive boy. Opening the message I almost dropped my phone at the picture of Katsuki in a suit with roses on the side and a tilted head. “What’s wrong” Shouto started and then looked over my shoulder at the photo “Why is he so handsome” he whispered and I nodded. Sending a message along the lines of what he had sent to us. I hoped they were both safe.

The alarm began to sound and I felt Shouto pull my body closer to his own, the windows began to have their lockdown shutters fall. An explosive device? I worried for Katsuki’s safety as well as Shoutos’ and my own, so I looked around and we had everyone. So far so good. Most likely a false alarm. The voice over the speakers continued as I put my hand on Shoutos’ chest. What was going on?

Shouto took out his phone “I’m not getting any signal, looks like my service is completely blocked” I took his phone and then my own and quickly checked. No signal, we couldn’t contact Katsuki. What if he was in danger. I looked to Shouto who seemed to have the same fears. “He will be ok, he is strong” whispered quietly I nodded and handed his phone back.

“The elevators are not working either” Jirou was standing in front of the elevator system, though we still had lights on so it wasn’t as if the power was out. What a suspicious time to have a lockdown. I stepped away from Shouto and looked around.

“What the heck is going on here” Mineta cried out, he had a point. He was saying what was on everyone's minds. It had to be a false alarm, a faulty button. There wouldn’t actually be a bomb here, right?

“It is strange that the system would go on high alert” it was the girl I didn’t know the name of. I had to ask her name, if I knew her name I could protect her. Her hand was under her chin in thought. She must know this place well. “That’s not the protocol whenever explosives are discovered” so she did know this place well. If this wasn’t the protocol then something must be wrong.

“Iida, let’s go to that party” Midoriya stated sternly walking over to the seemed leader of the group. Iida questioned why, why did he want to go to the party. It was a lockdown. We should stay in the same place until we are told not to. “Because that’s the place we can find All might right now” I nodded, it was a good plan. All Might would know what to do.

“Wait All Might’s in there” I knew that wherever Midoriya was, All Might wasn’t too far away. Though if the number 1 hero was here then we had nothing to worry about, if there was an explosive I was sure he was on his way to do and stop the issue.

“Oh thank goodness, we don’t have anything to worry about” Mineta looked relieved but this was still suspicious. Would they not have put something over the intercoms to say the situation was being handled. They wouldn’t keep people in the dark plus there were probably up to a hundred Pro’s here. Someone would say something.

“So Melissa do you know of a way we can get down there without the elevator” my eyes perked as Midoriya looked at the blonde girl, her name was Melissa. Perfect, name done. I could now protect everyone in the room. Shouto had been kind enough to give me the heros and top celebrities and things that would be here for right now. I was able to help.

“Yeah sure, we can use the emergency stairs” she replied pointing to the stairs behind Shouto and I, it would be risky. If something was actually wrong we could be going towards the danger instead of away. I could only help so many people. “That will at least get us close” I wanted to voice my worries but I had trust in my friends.

“We will follow your lead then” I clenched up, I was worried not only for the people in this room but Katsuki. I was beyond worried about him, was he ok? Was Kirishima with him? He couldn’t message us now and that brought a whole new wave of panic.

We began to walk through the stairs, silently as we could which was hard with heels and fancy wear. I was scared and worried about Katsuki and Kirishima as well as the rest of the people on this island. Jirou and Midoriya walked in to see what was going on as the rest of us waited.

“We’ve received All Might’s orders loud and clear, he is our teacher. I suggest we follow his instructions and escape this place” Iida had a point, he had told us to leave but we may be the only people that could actually help win this fight. Who knows what these villains were trying to do. “Otherwise we’d be going against his will”

“I’m afraid I have to agree with what Iida is saying. We are still only students, we can’t fight these villains if we don't have our hero licenses” Yaoyarozu was also in the right. Legally we weren’t allowed in interveen, we had to do as our teacher had told us but we did not come here as a school but as ourselves.

“Why don’t we get out of here and tell the hero's outside?” Kaminari piped up, hypothetically that may work but it may also set off unwanted alarms along the way. It may end us in a worse spot than we already are. There wasn’t much we could do without permission but I wanted to help.

“It’s not going to be very easy to escape” Melissa whispered out as her hand left her chin, I stood close to Shouto and tried to think my way out of this. My whole quirk relied on thinking, that’s what I was here for. I was logical and smart and I had to figure something out. “The security system here is on the same level of that of the Tartarus prison which is where they keep the most dangerous criminals in the world” think, I had to think.

“And all we can do is sit and wait until everything is over I guess” Kaminari voiced out, his tone was low and sad. I couldn’t blame him, I also felt trapped. I had to think of something, anything. Any idea was better than none.

Jirou stood up fists clenched and looked down to our classmate “Are you really ok with that Kaminari” she questioned in a soft tone. I wasn’t, I wasn’t ok with just sitting and doing nothing while innocent people feared for their lives. “Don’t you think we should at least try and stop them” I nodded in agreement.

“Come on, those villains have even got All Might trapped. There’s no way we can stop them ourselves if the actual Pros are stuck” Mineta although was disgusting and quite pervy, he unfortunately was decently smart. His words were true. If they had a hold of All Might then what shot did we have.

“Aren’t we trying to be Pros’ ourselves” my eyes left the ones of my classmates and turned to one of my lovers, he was looking down at his hand as he sighed out lowly eyes half lidded. He looked sad, he almost always did.

“Yes but we are not allowed to work as heroes, you know that” Yaoyarozu looked sad as well as she spoke. I could see she wanted to help but also wanted to keep people safe, keep us safe. I couldn’t agree more but if we couldn’t at least help a few people then sitting here and doing nothing will be meaningless.

“Does that mean that it’s right to do nothing at all” Shoutos’ fist clenched as he continued to stare at his hand. I shook my head, he was worried. Whether it be about our missing boyfriend or the idea of sitting aside and not doing anything I didn’t know. I would guess it was a little of both.

“Well it’s complicated” Yayorozu was right, this was complicated. Do we risk getting in more danger and not helping anyone or do we sit back and potentially not help someone in need. All Pro’s had to deal with these choices but as I saw everyones’ faces fall my own fell as well.

It was silent in the stairwell but with a shake of my head I breathed in “I can help” everyone's eyes turned to me “I want to help, I don’t care for the consequences. Bakugou and Kirishima are out there, civilians are out there. I can shield us from being seen if need be but I am not going to stand here when I am able to help” I swallowed the lump in my throat as I pursed my lips.

“I want to help” Midoriya whispered out “I want to save them” we made eye contact and he looked so determined, this was all our dreams. To become a hero, to help those in need no matter the consequences. To do all we can until we can’t.

“You want to go fight those villains, did you learn anything from the USJ Midoriya?” Mineta's voice was loud and his hands were moving so frantically. I thought back to the USJ, I had been teleported to one of the zones alone and made to fight, I didn’t know any names so I spent my time dodging and using the loophole of my own name to survive.

“This is totally different, we don’t have to fight them, as Y/N said she can shield us. We need to find a way to rescue All Might and everyone else at the party without facing the bad guys” Midoriya fired back, he was ready for any question that was shot at him, I could see it. I could shield all of us, I could shield the island if given enough time. I could do this.

“That’s easy to say but you know it won’t be that simple” this time it was Kaminari who shot the idea down. If they wanted to be heros they needed to start believing in themselves. We could deal with the consequences, we were here on our business not the schools.

“I know but I still want to try,” Midoriya nodded and I nodded, I was going to help them with or without the help of my classmates. I wasn’t going to let innocent people be scared because of some egotistical villains who decided to make a scene. “We can figure out what the best plan of action is and keep these criminals from winning. We can save everyone” he called out, I thought we were being a bit loud for the stairway but I wasn’t going to say anything.

“I know where the security system is, it’s on the top floor of this tower” Melissa walked forward into the group, she did know this place which means she would most likely know the safest route to take. “If these criminals manage to take control of it then the authentication lock password has most likely been disabled. We should be able to restart the system ourselves. We just have to stay off the villains radar until then and get to the top floor.That’s all” I could cover us and the cameras wouldn’t see us but if doors were locked it would most likely sound an alarm which wouldn’t do us any favours. “If we do that the whole island will be safe again”

“Then it’s possible” Midoriya whispered in hope, of course it was possible, everything is possible. The word impossible literally says I’m possible, we just had to devise a plan and stick to it to remain safe.

“Sure but how do we keep on the low for that long” Jirou questioned walking forward towards Melissa who had just finished her motivating speech. Judging by the way she spoke I was guessing that she was able to restart the system.

“The security system hasn’t discovered us yet that means the villains probably don’t know how it works very well” she had a point, the stairwell seemed to be fine. No alarms or villains coming to check it out. I nodded in thought.

“So we avoid fighting anyone and try to get the place back to normal” I knew Shoutos’ voice from anywhere, I turned to look at his arms crossed over his chest and eyes downcast in thought. I hoped Katsuki was ok. “That could work”

“I can cover us from unwanted eyes. I am able to cover us all with no problem. It would be like we weren’t even there” I smirked moving my hands to rest on my hips. “Cameras’ aren’t able to detect me when in an illusion, I’ve tried” I continued to smirk at the smiles I was receiving.

“Not bad, what do you think” Kaminari turned to Jirou who smiled and agreed. Mineta did not look in the least bit impressed with his wide eyes and mouth. He was never going to become a hero if he was unable to take a leap of faith.

“Many of our enemies are likely gathered there on the top floor” Yayorozu thought aloud into the stairwell. I would guess most would be there though some would be trying to do whatever it actually was they were trying to do here.

“If we’re fast we won’t have to fight them, when the security system goes back to normal All Might and the others will be released. They’ll immediately jump into action and stop the villains I know it” we all seemed to be on the same page.

“Let’s do this guys” Uraraka jumped up her eyes wide and hand fisted in determination. We would help these people, we would become heroes some day. This was just the first step in the long journey of our future career. “I don’t want to sit around here being helpless, not if there’s something we can actually try” she shook her head and looked to Midoriya who had said her name. “What’s important is that we’re helping people even if we’re not real heroes” I smiled at the bright girl.

“That’s exactly how I feel about things, we’ll follow our hearts and save the island” even though Midoriya was talking to the group his eyes never left Uraraka, it seemed like all his words were directed to her and her alone. They would make a good couple in the future.

Everyone began to agree to the plan, one right after the other. We were going to do this, for us and us alone. We were going to save these people not for show or to be seen but because that’s what a hero does.

“The moment I think we’ve gone too far it’s over” Iida walked into the little huddle of us all eyes closed and brows knotted. He was worried you could practically feel the waves of emotion coming from him. “If that’s something you can agree too, I’ll join you as well”

With all in agreeance, Midoriya told Melissa to stay behind and when listening in I found out it was because she was quirkless, something very rare these days. Even if the quirk was considered ‘useless’ they were still held higher than those without quirks. She was strong and put the greenet in his place with her knowledge of the tower. She was going to be a hero too. She was a student at the academy she said and she wanted to help. I nodded and smiled at her. She was going to be a hero one way or another. Midoriya went back to tell All Might what our plans were and soon we were off and going through the tower. When he came back we began to go through the tower to try and get to the top. We were running up the stairs which was quite hard in heels and a dress but I was managing.

Finally we reached level 30, I couldn’t believe we made it without a single alarm of bystander. These villains really didn’t know what they were doing here. They did not know the system as if they did there would be alarms in the stairwell.

“Melissa, how high does it go” Midoriya asked as I turned to the girl in question, she was puffed, sweating and holding the railing for support. She wasn’t used to high intense training like we were, the stairs were like nothing to us. An annoyance at most but not difficult.

“Two-hundredth floor” she breathed out, I shook my head as Kaminari asked her to repeat herself. She could barely make it to the thirtieth I doubted she would make it to two hundred though I had faith in her. She just had to keep pushing herself.

After a small discussion that taking the two hundred flights was better than an accidental run in with the villains we all began to climb again. I stayed in line with Shouto as we ran. We had to be fast otherwise something could potentially go wrong. I sighed out and shook my head while running, everyone would be ok. I knew it. Katsuki would be ok. He had to be. Each flight felt like impending doom and finally at floor eighty it was blocked.

“What should we do?” Shouto asked as he breathed heavily. Eighty flights will do that to a person. I breathed out looking around, what could we do. There might be villains or civilians on the other side. “Break through it,” he suggested. I shook my head, no there had to be another way.

“If we did that, I’m sure the security system would alert the villains that someone’s in here” Melissa answered, I had the same thought. I looked over the block and bit my lip, my lungs still begging for more oxygen. What could we do?

“Then why don’t we go through this door instead” that was Minetas’ voice and as I turned around not even hearing Midoriya’s words as he yelled. Mineta opened the door with a click. No, no, no, they would know we are here. This could ruin everything.

We all went through and I sent out a cover, the detectors would detect something but they wouldn’t be able to see us at least. “We move now” I started and ran out first. “I have us covered but that doesn’t stop sensors only cameras” I called over my shoulder as Shouto came to join me at the front. We ran down the hall hoping to find a way further up.

“Is there another way to go up?” Shouto asked over his shoulder, I was guessing he was indicating to Melissa who knew her way around. I knew the villains knew we were here and I was sure they were sending reinforcement.

“There should be another emergency staircase at the end of the hallway” she shouted back, it was good my illusions also hid sound, in a place like this I didn’t doubt that the cameras also had mics.

“Alright then let's hurry” Iida instructed though as we turned a corney the gates began to shut. I guess they believed it wasn’t a false alarm and then people really were scuttling around on this floor. The gates began to close “Todoroki” Iida called.

“I got it” a shard of ice shot out from his foot and then Iida was running and sending his leg through the gate. We had to keep moving. I grabbed Melissa’s arm and began to run, she was the most important out of all of us.

Running in there were trees and bushed everywhere “What is this place” I hadn’t let go of her hand as we ran. I needed to know she was safe. She couldn’t defend herself like the rest of us. She was smart but villains didn’t care for smarts.

“It’s a plant factory” she answered as we ran into the factory. “They research the effects quirks have on fauna here” she elaborated. An interesting field to go in I had to admit, I was more for the hero side if I was being honest.

“Hold on” Jirous' arm went out in a rushed movement and we all stopped. I brought Melissa closer to me, she smiled and seemed grateful. I nodded to her. “Look, the elevators are coming up” she breathed, so they did know we were here. There was no point to hiding us here then.

“Don’t tell me the villains found us” Mineta looked about ready to dig his own grave amongst the fauna. I looked around, we could hide but knowing villains they wouldn’t stop until we were found. We could fight them but that would mean owning up to us being here.

“We should hide and let them pass,” Midoriya told the group and we all agreed. We ran off to the side hiding amongst the bushes. I covered us just to be sure. We waited in silence and I crouched close to Shouto and others down the other end talked.

The villains came in, speaking lowly and I couldn’t quite hear them. They just had to leave, they had to leave. Walking in they began to look around for us. I could see Uraraka holding her hands over her mouth even though she knew they couldn’t see us but what if one of them had a quirk that could. This could be bad. We just had to wait for them to pass.

“Hey we see you stupid kids” that’s impossible, they couldn’t see us. There was no way. No one could see us. Does he have a thermal imaging quirk type thing? We were safe, right? Was he trying to make us come out. Some kind of reverse psychology.

“What did you say you bastard” I perked up, I knew that voice. Looking out I saw Katsuki in all his glory. His suit and tie, his scowl. He was ok, he was alive and ok. I felt a hand come to my back and I turned to see Shouto looking relieved.

“What are you two doing here” one of the villains asked, they must not know what’s going on. Katsuki would never give up the chance to use his quirk against a real villain. Did they not hear the broadcast? How were they at such a high level?

He laughed lightly “That’s what I wanna know too” he began to walk forward. I shook, what was he doing? He needed to be careful. He was so close but so out of reach. I watched Kirishima put a hand on his chest and told Bakugou that he could take care of it.

“We kinda got lost looking for the party” I deadpanned, lost, this was the eightieth floor. How do you get that lost that you wind up on the eightieth floor. I knew they weren't lying with how awkward Kirishima was acting. I doubted they even knew where they were. Katsuki did not look happy. “Can you maybe point us in the right direction” he asked politely.

“Don’t lie to me or you’ll regret it” the words were yelled as one of the villains sent out what seemed to be a gust of wind towards the boys. My eyes widened and before I knew it I was running.

My arm raised quickly sending out a wall to protect them. “Hey watch out” Katsuki yelled and I held the wall up as Kirishima fell back and Katsuki met my eyes. “What?” I saw his lips mimic but no sound came out. I was breathing heavily. I had to protect them. “Shou" he asked as Shouto walked out.

His hand moved to the floor “We can keep them busy down here, look for a way to the top” ice sprouted from the ground and was sending the rest of the group up towards a higher railing. I was not in the right attire to fight but I was going to. They were trying to get through the wall. “We’ll be right behind you after we clean up this mess” I smiled at them.

“Go be heroes” I shouted and looked to Melissa “Show me what you can do” she nodded firmly and then they were gone and up on a higher railing. I needed to make sure my boyfriends were safe, I knew they could handle themselves but love does strange things.

“Wait you guys are here too” Kirishima asked slowly and confused “What the hecks going on guys” Kirishima walked over and Katsuki followed coming to look at us both. I knew those looks, he was checking us over.

“You didn’t hear the broadcast alert” Shouto asked as I pushed the wall higher, they were strong villains. Though we could take them I knew we could. There were four against two, we could do this. Now that I knew they were ok I was less panicked, a clear mind. “Nevermind, some villains have taken over the tower”

Katsukis’ eyes narrowed and he seemed to look us over more intently, he was making sure we were ok. “Wait, so that’s what this is about” he asked as I looked through the wall, they were desperately trying to get through. I just had to hold them there until the others were out.

“I’ll explain more when I can, no time now” Shouto looked to Katsuki and looked him up and down as well. Not while Kirishima was here, not right now please. I felt a hard hit to the wall and made it stronger as I looked through, he had a weird quirk in his hands, was it air, it looked to be air.

“What’s with guys quirk” I could already hear the few pops from his palm as Katsuki called out his question. I let the wall fall and I breathed heavily, he was strong. I needed a second to completely clear my head. When Shouto said to stay alert he got a lovely “Shut up, I know that” from our boyfriend in return.

“So you wanna pick a fight” the man began to shake and grow. I stepped back, I couldn’t do much without their names but I’d manage. “Let’s see how tough you really are” he screamed, skin turning purple and veins bulging in his arms, he looked like an ogre, a beast.

Shouto flicked his arm out spikes of ice running straight for the beast of a man, he was punching them and they broke in front of my eyes. So he was strong, noted. Then he was coming straight for us. We all jumped and I landed on an illusion in the air.

Katsuki quickly turned “Die” he screamed and sent an explosion into the beast's back receiving a loud grunt in response. The beast fell though I knew he would rise again soon. Katsuki landed.

Through the smoke I saw the beast running towards him, he was pushed out of the way by Kirishima “Bakugou” his arms rose in a cross formation and hardened, stopping the villain in his tracks for only a second before Kirishima was pushing into the ground and through the leftover ice shard from Shouto and into a wall.

“Kirishima” Katsuki called and I was looking around frantically. I hid myself from view as I watched. Who was more pressing to go after, who was stronger out of the two villains. I watched, it seemed the one with the air type quirk was, he was long range making him harder to take down.

“Dodge” Shouto called out as ice sprouted from the ground towards the villain but was taken out but a swipe of his hand. I knew what I had to do. I had to take him out. Shouto and Katsuki were back to back as they were in the middle of the villains.

“You boys know how to fight, don’t you” the air quirk villain asked, his voice was higher than it should be. I was dropping towards the ground, they couldn’t see me, I needed to wait for the perfect moment. I stayed closer to the ground and above the villain.

“Where did you come from” the other asked in confusion, I was watching the two villains, they couldn’t attack right now without potentially harming the other in the process, so I waited.

“Yeah right, like we’d tell a couple of weak ass villains” Katsuki called out with a smile, I smiled as well. He always got revved up in these situations, always so excited and all over the place. It was one of the many things I loved about him.

“Why would we tell you anything?” Shouto asked, his hand coming out to show ice slowly frost over his hand. Then the fight began, smoke and ice everywhere. I couldn’t get a good view and then it was perfect.

Katsuki had amazing reflexes but the purple villain was just very strong and the other villains' quirk had nothing to do with air, he was displacing matter as he wished a very strong quirk.”Let’s put an end to this” he shouted and began to twist in the air just as he had done the sports festival. “Howitzer impact” I knew I needed to get out of the way. I dropped from the sky grabbing Shouto and creating a barrier as a gust of smoke and heat sprang out.

Once over I uncovered us, “Damn you” the other called out and sent out a gust of wind tearing Katsukis’ sleeve with a scream from Shouto. I was already running before I knew it. Hiding and then springing up behind him and throwing my body into the air and spinning only to send a kick to his ribs sending him to the other side of the path.

“Did you forget about me” I called out and the guy stood up looking angry and down to his hand that seemed to have small parts of Katsuki’s sleeve. I was confused but made sure to be on high alert just in case.

“That’s the sweat from my palms” I knew what he was doing now I stepped back, this wasn’t going to end well. “It works like Nitroglycerin” and with those few words Shouto knew what to do and sent out a line of fire exploding the villain and then collecting him in a block of ice.We ran over to Kirishima “Kirishima” Katsuki asked while Shouto asked if he was ok, Katsuki did care for his friends.

“I can’t move, can you get me out of here?” I wanted to laugh as I looked at the worried face of Katsuki fall into one of annoyance like usual. I was sad his suit was ruined, I was looking forward to some pictures and taking it off later tonight but not all dreams come true.

“Are you that stupid just turn your damn quirk off idiot” I walked closer come to stand next to Katsuki, I missed him, I was so worried for him. I needed to know he was ok and now he was, right next to me. He was ok, Shouto was ok.

“Oh right” Kirishima deactivated his quirk and then removed himself from the wall “Guess I should have thought of that” he looked down to his hands and brought a knee to his chest and tried to wipe some dust off of his suit.

“I’m just glad to see you are not injured” Shouto spoke out, he still looked just as we left the room. All pristine and beautiful, Katsuki as well. I sighed and continued to look between the two of them. I was so glad they were ok.

“Yeah same to you guys” he smiled and I smiled back, we were all ok, for now. “If I may say” Kirishima spoke slowly and then looked at the three of us with a smile “I know the three of you are dating and your girlfriend looks like she’s about to cry” both eyes turned to me and I laughed awkwardly.

I threw myself into Katsukis’ chest and hugged him as tight as I could. “i’m so glad you’re ok Katsuki” I whispered and felt his arms wrap around me and put his head down on top of my own. “I was so worried” I added and felt another hand come to rub my back as I opened my arms for Shouto to join and that he did. “I’m so glad you both are ok” I paused and raised my head to Kirishima “You too” he smiled.

Katsuki looked away from the complete red head and spoke out “Thank you” we all stopped in our tracks for a moment. Did Katsuki just say thank you. I wasn’t hearing things, right? Sure he had said it to Shouto and I but anyone else, no way. This was new territory, unfound land.

“Wow where did that come from” I could hear the waver in Kirishima’s voice but the smile showed all I needed to know, he was grateful and I was proud of Katsuki, Shouto and brought me into his arms to hold me close and kiss the top of my head. ‘Don’t worry about it” he finished.

Katsuki turned back quickly, hands in his pockets and mouth wide in a yell “I’m not worried” he screamed and I laughed lightly, he was always so quick to bite back. I loved him and Shouto more than life itself.

“Alright, let’s catch up with the others” Shouto voiced loud enough for everyone to hear and then we were off to find the rest of the gang. I had no idea how high they could have made it by now. They might already be at the two-hundredth floor. I just hope they didn’t run into anything else.

“Don’t order me around” I turned to look at Katsuki with one raised eyebrow and a slight smirk and he looked away, his cheeks lighting up slightly. If only people knew just how much Katsuki liked to be ordered around in different ways.

“Todoroki time to give us some details” Kirishima yelled out and Shouto looked back to the rest of us but at the sound of an alarm we stopped and looked forward seeing robots flooding into the room.

“Oh this is easy. Stay back boys” I smirked and ran into the front lines. Sending out clones with long sharp claws. Claws ripped through metal and wires like it was butter. This was my time to shine. Clones grew long and sharp teeth rearing forward to send long sharpened claws and teeth into the robots and ripped them apart. I ripped through the metal like it was nothing and after a few minutes the clones fell “Well that was easy” I flicked my hair over my shoulder and smiled to the boys “what thought you guys wanna gonna have all the fun” I asked.

“That was so hot” Katsuki breathed out with a wide smile and I flushed looking down to the floor in embarrassment. “Please, do that more” I knew Katsuki had a thing for strong quirks but I turned around and then we were off again.

We were running to the top, so many flights of stairs and robots that were taken out by clones, ice and explosions alike. As we were running we came to see a load of robots heading outside, we all looked and nodded knowing they would most likely be following the group, we had to help them. Katsuki was the first to make a hit saving Uraraka from a bunch of robots. I ran out clones coming out long claws and sharp teeth alike as I joined the fight, ripping them apart. Shouto and Kirishima ran in and when I looked up I could see Melissa had wide eyes and Midoriya. I ducked missing a robots’ attack and sliced it in half.

I didn’t have time to listen or even hear what was going on as I heard explosions and fire and then a loud and booming smash. I continued to destroy the robots in large groups though they just seemed to keep coming and coming and coming. I was getting excited as I ripped apart the metal and wires. We continued to fight but then they all seemed to shut down.

“What happened?” Katsuki asked aloud as all the robots just shut off. I was out of breath and let all the illusions fade as I smiled and fixed my dress. Definitely not a dress you were meant to fight in.

“That felt good” I stretched my arms up high and then heard a nice click in my spine. I smiled and looked up to see Uraraka looking at me with wide eyes and a confused expression “Are you ok” I asked walking forward.

“Yes, that” she shook her head and then smiled widely “That was amazing, you just ripped them apart it was just” she paused again and I laughed lightly “Wow” I laughed louder and then nodded.

“We need to go find Midoriya and Melissa” I stated and then we were off trying to find a way to get higher. “I can create an illusion elevator, hop on” I yelled and with that we were heading to the top floor hopefully to find Midoriya and Melissa.As we were slowly rising, I couldn’t go too fast that could make the illusion fumble or worse someone could fall. We had to get to the top, we had to meet up with Midoirya and Melissa. I was not going to make them fight alone. Looking up we could see smoke and debris falling from the top. “Hold on” I screamed and we were racing up. I could see a helicopter and Midoriya hanging off of it and then he was falling.

Then All Might was up and in the sky and the helicopter was blown up as we made it to the top, there was All Might but a machine-like thing, the villain. He could control metal, All Might was thrown across the roof as we jumped off onto the roof. We had to do something. Midoriya looked injured and All Might was then back on his feet. I could see Melissa, she was ok.

All Might smash only did so much as more and more metal was taken into this “I can feel my quirk getting more powerful,I'm never taking it off” he had some sort of strange headband on. That must be where the power is coming from. “The thing on his head” I yelled and then we were off. The roof was being broken apart as we ran over.

“I think I know the best way to raise the price of this device, I can charge whatever I want if it was used to kill the world’s number one hero” he wanted to kill All Might. It was hard even staying on the roof, there was no way we would be able to get to him while he was floating around his own quirk. How could we do this?

The floor beneath me broke apart as I put an illusion under me to keep me up. The others seemed to be ok. I had to think, how could someone get close to him, with all the flying metal and debris, how was one even meant to try and get close, this was almost impossible. There was no time for thought as I took an illusion into the sky and hid myself to try and get close. I watched a metal was coming to crush All Might but was then covered in ice, Shouto would help him.

“Go to hell” I heard the scream and smiled maneuvering my way through the flying metal as I heard explosions behind me. Katsuki wasn’t too far behind at all. I knew they would be ok. When this was over I would hold them close but for now it was time to be a hero. “How can you let yourself get beat by such a lame final boss. Hurry and take him down” Katsuki screamed as I dodged a piece of metal, a little more.

I knew both of my lovers were close to their limit, I had to end this and end it now. I looked back and saw the rest of the others join. I was going to help them, I was going to do this. For them, for us. Or everyone. This was our time. I moved faster, I was so close. Just a little more, just a little more.

The guy had All Might by the neck. I just had to go a little further, dodging and ducking around the metal I put my arm out. I couldn’t hear it was like white noise. There was nothing, I was going to be a hero, I was going to save everyone. I was going to help. He was going to kill All Might and I could see the rest of the class falling, All Might was bleeding, there was so much blood. I needed to do this, I had to do this. All Might was thrown away and it seemed like he was being crushed, he had to be ok. No this isn’t how it was going to end. That was Midoriya, All Might was up and ok. I was going to do this. He didn’t know me or of my quirk. I was going to do this. I was moving faster than ever, weaving and ducking through metal. I could hear everyone helping and I was so close, so very close. I just had to take off the headband thing. I came up from the side and I saw Midoroya and All Might coming straight for him, running together. Only a few more moments. He had that huge cube, if I could get it off then they could punch through it.

I showed myself to them and then I thrust my hands out grabbing the headpiece and ripping it from him as I passed by. I met his eyes and I was then flying off. “Do it” I screamed holding up the headpiece in my hand, the cube was punched and I threw an illusion around myself and the professor, I could see him. Metal was still coming after me as I whipped through all the debris and falling metal. A loud bang was heard behind me and a shock wave was sent out into the sky as I was falling. Something had hit me, I was falling as I held my shoulder.

“Y/N” I could hear someone shout as I felt myself being caught and looked up seeing Katsuki. We landed and I dropped the handpiece and brought the professor to the roof to be safe. I breathed out and rested my head on Katsukis’ chest.

“Let me take her, your arms are about to split” I was then handed over to Shouto as I sighed out. I wasn’t tired but mentally exhausted, I looked up seeing Midoriya and All Might with their fists in the air. “You did so well kitten” Shouto whispered and kissed my head as I moved to stand on my own.

I didn’t care who could see, I brought them both into my embrace and smiled as wide as I could “I’m so happy you two are ok” I cried out and felt a few tears prick my eyes but my makeup was far too good to actually cry. I felt them both wrap around me and I felt whole. “Though I am extremely mad your suits are ruined” they laughed with me.

I ignored the group as they looked out to see Midoriya and Melissa waving down at us. I was smiling wide as I waved back but I wasn’t listening to anything they were saying. I wanted a nice warm bath and some cuddles, and a good meal. Soon enough we were allowed to go back to our rooms and a hero was coming that could also control metal and was going to come and help.

Shouto took out his phone “Katsuki what’s your room number” three simple numbers and his phone was brought to his ear “Yes can you please go pick up the orange and black suitcase and bring it to my room, thank you” and his phone was put away “You are staying with us. Message Kirishima” he smiled lightly.

Once in the room I kicked off my heels and sighed out in relief. “I need food” I turned and smiled sweetly to Shouto who nodded and moved to pick up the phone and the menu. This was a long afternoon but it would be one we would remember. It was strange how easily we just had to go back into normal lives after something like that, a life of a hero.

I watched Katsuki walk up behind Shouto and wrap his arms around his waist looking over his shoulder at the menu, a quick kiss to Shouto’s neck he whispered “Can I have the spicy chicken noodles” another kiss.

“Of course Katsuki” he turned his head and they shared a kiss as I smiled, we were all ok. He looked over to my smiling face and smiled as well “I was just going to get you some beef noodles, I know how much you love them” I nodded.

Peeling off my dress I noticed it was covered in dust and debris. I was so sad, I spent so long picking this dress and I was so ready to look good tonight. The dress fell from my shoulders and landed in a pile beneath me. Once the dress was off I walked into the bathroom taking my makeup wipes and I began the process of taking off my makeup. “Hey boys” I called out and almost immediately they were at the door looking at me with wide eyes and smiles. They both nodded for me to continue. “Whose jumper am I stealing tonight?” I asked.

“Mine” they both said at once and then turned to each other “Mine” it was a little louder and I sighed out finishing the cleaning of my skin routine. I wasn’t one to wear makeup but tonight was meant to be special. Once done I walked out only in my underwear I saw them both rummaging through their suitcases to try and find a jumper, they always did this and I loved it.

It was Katsuki who found his first and it was thrown at me and I laughed at the pouting face of Shouto. I pulled the big jumper over my head and pulled it down my body, the end finished at my mid thigh. I walked over to the bed crawling up the bed and laying down on my stomach. “Come here Shou" I smiled and he made his way over and sat down on the bed as I cuddled into his side. “Katsuki are you joining us” I whispered out as he grunted and walked over. I felt his body heat press against my back as we cuddled. “This is perfect” I nodded and threw my arm over Shoutos’ waist.

“I agree, after today it is quite nice to sit back” Katsuki grunted again his arm over my waist, his front against my back and I was so happy to just sit here. I nodded into Shoutos’ side and I felt so content to just sit back and chill for a moment.

“I missed you both” I went silent as Katsuki spoke and he buried his head into my hair not wanting to show his face. He was always so affectionate when no one was watching or listening. He was usually physically affectionate but with those few simple words I smiled and turned slightly.

“We missed you too Katsuki” I whispered and his head rose as my hand came to caress the side of his face and pulled his face close to my own and pressed our lips together. It was calm and loving. I loved kissing both of them. Pulling back I smiled at him as his eyes were half lidded. “I love you Katsuki” I whispered and gave him another peck.

“I love you too” he smiled lightly and then we both turned to Shouto who was happily watching us. “I love you Shou” he whispered and moved to sit up and lean over my body to give our boyfriend a kiss.

After a few moments they parted and smiled at each other. Shouto looked down at me as I sat up “Want a kiss too?” he asked quietly, already leaning in as my hand rose to his neck and pulled him in just as I had done to the other. I gave him another peck and sat back. “I love you both” Shouto whispered and looked away, he was the one who said it the least. He was always so nervous to say such things. “Alot” he added.

“I love you too Shou” I smiled and then I shook my head leaning back on my legs as I looked at the two boys “Today was a long day” I nodded and looked down breathing out “I’m glad we can share this time together just us” both both nodded and as we were about to begin talking again there was a knock on the door.

“That must be the food” Shouto shimmied himself off the bed and made his was to the door, opening the door Shouto was told that food was ordered to this room and the service person then went through the food and drinks that was ordered as I moved to look at the half open door. “Yes, thank you” a little trolley was pulled in. “Thank you” he finished and walked into the room pulling the trolley “Foods here” he called out.

We sat at the little table and ate together, nice and calm as we just talked about school and what we were going to do when we got home “I want to try that new soba place” Shouto voiced and I could see Katsuki eat a little faster “They have spicy soba” Shouto looked up rom his food and then it got into the conversations of what spices Katsuki liked in his food.

Once the food was done we placed the plates back on the trolley and then I looked at the boys who were standing in the middle of the room looking at one of their phones. “Would you two like to join me for a bath?” I asked out loud and their heads turned like owls. “I’ll take that as a yes” Within a few minutes I was in a towel and waiting for the water to rise to the right height. The bath was huge as this was one of the best rooms in the hotel, much different then Japanese hotels. “It’s ready” I called out and they walked in towels around their waists. “Whose in the middle” I asked.

The boys looked at each other and Shouto shrugged “I’m happy to lean against the edge” with that Shouto took his towel off folding and then stepped into the bath and leaned against it with a sigh of content. Katsuki was next to do the same and then I stepped in, the water was warm and leaning against Katsukis’ chest was nice.

His arms wrapped around my waist and I leaned back quite happy with these events. It was nice to just sit with them in a nice bath. We hadn’t gone to a hot spring together but that was in the future. I definitely wanted to go to a hot spring.

Katsuki leaned down and moved my head to the side and began to kiss along the side of my neck, I let out a little sigh as he continued. I heard Shouto move and then felt hands coming to drag up Katsukis’ chest so that I could feel a little touch against my back. Katsuki’s kissing was soft and light, I heard a little grunt come from him and a little laugh from Shouto. Katsukis’ hands came from my waist to run up my stomach to my chest and squeezed.

“Katsuki” I sighed and bit my lip letting out a small moan in response. He grunted in response, his lips never leaving the skin of my neck as I felt his teeth dig lightly into the flesh “Katsuki” I moaned softly as his hand squeezed my chest once more.

“Should we move this to the bed” Shouto whispered out and his hand moved against Katsuki’s chest and then moved down towards his waist “I’m happy to stay here though” I heard Katsuki let out a little grunt and smiled.

“Bed” Katsuki whispered and then we were out and drying with towels and then off to the bed. I was pushed onto the bed by Shouto, falling on my back with his hands next to my head as we began to kiss feverly. I felt the bed dip next to my head and Shouto was leaving my lips to kiss Katsuki. It didn’t matter how many times we did this it always felt new.

Once they parted, Katsuki looked down, his breathing fast and his face slightly flushed. “Pill” he asked just as he always did, always so caring and affectionate. Although so many people though the explosive blonde was just that explosive, loud and uncaring he did care.

I nodded “Suitcase” I answered and he was leaning down to capture my lips, lips moving against each other quickly and I felt Shoutos’ hands slowly feel up my hips and then dipping into my waist and up to my chest and then leaned down. I could feel his tongue drag along my chest and catch my nipple. “Shou” I breathed out leaving Katsukis’ lips but they were captured again quickly.

Shoutos’ tongue was cold against the nub of my breast, so soft and gentle. Kitten licks and then took it into his mouth as his tongue swirled in circles, his other hand moved to my other breasts and began to toy with my breasts. Katsuki refused to let my lips go as I moaned and arched into Shouto who was on top of me from pushing me onto the bed.

“I just want to fuck you” Katsuki pulled back and looked down his pupils blown and breathing faster then before, I couldn’t agree more. “It’s so hard to decide who I want to fuck” he breathed out and Shouto left my breasts to look up at us.

“It is quite difficult” Shouto agreed and I flushed as they both looked down to see me. I could practically see the lust swirling around us. Shouto’s hands continued to drag along my skin and it felt so calming and nice.

“I just want to feel both of you” Katsuki sighed and leaned over to kiss Shouto’s neck. Shouto was probably the most sensitive out of all of us. Any sudden movement or kiss would send him into a frenzy. Shouto moaned softly and I knew Katsuki was in one of his marking moods which we both loved even though we would be covered in love bites in the morning.

“We could” Shouto whispered and my hands moved to caress his sides as I leaned up Shouto and I flush against each other as he straddled my lap. They were both so beautiful, I would never find partners like them. “Fuck Y/N” he breathed again and his eyes met mine “Together” I flushed, I knew what he was saying. I understood. It wasn’t often Shouto swore but during these times he didn’t care for his language.

Katsuki left Shoutos’ neck, a small little love bite being left in his wake. “Please” Katsuki basically begged and his eyes met mine and Shouto nodded in need and how could I say no, not that I wanted too. I wanted to say yes.

I nodded and breathed out “But first” I whispered and moved to push Katsuki down underneath me. “You were so good today Katsuki, so nice and well behaved though you did yell at Midoriya early so Shou” I turned and Shouto smirked crawling forward and moving to lean down ‘You need another lesson in manners” I smiled.

My hands moved behind me, fingers wrapping around his member and squeezing lightly with a grunt and moan in the process “You were going so well and this morning” Shouto sighed and shook his head “You do need another lesson in manners” Katsuki was quiet as his chest rose and fell with each breath.

“He deserved it” He gritted out and I began to move my head as his breath caught in his throat with a light moan. This was a very easy way to make our boyfriend quiet and complacent. I moved to hover above his member and his eyes opened. “Wait, no. Not this” he breathed and he knew what was to come, “I’ll try” he tried to reason with a shake of his head. I looked at Shouto “Shou come on, Kitten, I’ll try” he smiled and nodded biting his lip with a grunt.

“No Katsuki, you need a lesson. We’ve been over this” I looked to the male beneath me as Shouto leaned down to begin to run his hand over the others torso softly. My hands rested on his chest, hard and toned.

Without warning I sunk down onto his cock, thick and long. They both had amazing cocks, I put my head back moaning out in pleasure as I clenched around him “Fuck” I heard him whispered and Shouto moved to take one of his nipples into his mouth as I moved my hands. “I’ll be good” he breathed out “Fuck you’re so tight” he breathed and bit his lip “Shou” it was always the best when one of the group was being pampered.

I rose and sank again using my legs to move my body as I started to ride him, stretching my walls each time I lowered onto him. His hands fisted in Shoutos’ hair as he shivered. “Katsuki” I whimpered and he looked up. “You feel so good, you’re so good” I moaned and breathed out eyes rolling back. I looked back seeing Shouto had moved to his neck as I moved faster. “Why don’t you say some nice things about Shouto” we had discovered Katsuki loved to compliment people when he was like this, his brain was shut off and he wasn’t trying to be the best. Placing pleasure with kindness seemed to help him be nicer.

“I like” he moaned, it made him think more. Trying to find real thing he needed to think about “His hair” he added and his head fell back to the soft pillows and whimpered in need as I began to move faster “it’s so soft and nice, I like his eyes” he was trying so hard to get the words out as he moaned “they are such a beautiful colour” he finished and his chest rose to release a long and pleasurable moan.

“Thank you Katsuki, anything else you’d like to say” Shouto moved to look down at the moaning and whimpering usually loud Katsuki who was just taking everything we were giving him. His cock was amazing, we had all shared our firsts with each other and I knew no one would ever amount to these too.

“I like, oh my, fuck” his hands came to rest on my waist and he began to move me up and down his cock stretching my walls so nicely, “I like your” he bit his lip and then looked back to Shouto who was happily waiting for him to continue “I like how you take us out” his eyes rolled back as he moaned out.

“You’re doing so well Katsuki, now compliment kitten, she’s doing so well isn’t she” Shouto smiled slightly and began to caress his chest and moved to hold his hands. I could see Katsuki grip his hand and breathe out in pleasure.

“I liked the dress she wore” I smiled and circled my hips on his cock “Oh fuck” it didn’t matter how we tried he would always swear but this was helping him be nicer. Each of us had things we connected with pleasure. It helped. “She is very pretty and deals with my outbursts” he breathed and his head fell back to the pillows once more. He was quite easy to deal with if I was honest. “I like her eyes as well” he nodded and bit his lip and gripped Shoutos’ hand as I sunk down moaning out as he was so deep “They’re so nice to look at and I love when we all just sit and watch a movie, it’s so nice and I feel so loved” I smiled and leaned down leaving a kiss on his cheek. Katsuki has a hard time accepting love even though he was so affectionate. We had been to his house, we knew it was hard sometimes.

“You did so well Katsuki” I smiled and leaned down to kiss him again as he leaned in and met my lips, he was moaning quietly and then he leaned back letting his breath out in short little pants. “See it wasn't so bad, was there a real need to complain” I asked sitting so he was as deep as he could be.

He shook his and opened his eyes to see Shouto leaning over him and beginning to play with his hair. “I thought it was going to be like last time” I smirked, last time. Last time was quite fun, we didn’t let him finish until he complimented everyone we could think of, he was quite nice the following days.

“No, it’s been a long day, we were going to do that” Shouto smirked and leaned in giving him a quick kiss. “Light” he asked slowly. Katsuki always made it very clear what he wanted and what he didn’t. Shouto always made sure though.

“Orange” he breathed out and I stopped. “I just need a second to breathe. You can stay here, I just need to breathe” Shouto and I nodded waiting for him. He was so soft when he was bottoming but as soon as he got control he was off and ready to take charge, like a switch. “Green” he nodded and moved to his elbows to look at us.

“I’m ready if you guys are or do you want some attention Shou” I asked with my eyes turning to blue and grey ones looking back at me. Shouto wasn’t one for being the centre of attention he much preferred to be giving than receiving though I always asked.

“I want to be on the bottom” he asked and looked at us. I nodded and leaned down to kiss Katsuki as I left his body and allowed him to get up. Shouto moved to lay down and sighed looking at us “Come here Kitten” he whispered, Shouto was the possessive he wanted to be.

I moved to straddle his waist and looked down to him “Green” I asked and he nodded looking up as his hands came to run along my thighs “I need to hear the words” I whispered, we needed to hear it.

He nodded with a smile “Green, sorry” he whispered “I’m just really happy” he smiled, it was small but noticeable. I smiled and then sunk down onto his cock my head falling down as I moaned. He felt so good, I loved the stretch. “Katsuki was right, you feel amazing” my hands came to rest against his chest.

“Kitten” Katsuki moved forward, his hands coming to rest on my waist. I could feel his member up against my back and shivered in lust. “Green,” he asked, kissing along my neck. He was always so soft and loving.

“Green,” I whispered and leaned forward, my hands still on Shoutos’ chest and leaned my head down to get ready. It always felt amazing but it took some time to get used too. I loved them both so much and I would happily do this again.

Katsuki moved to have his tip at my entrance and I sighed out getting ready “You are doing so well” Shouto whispered and began to rub my sides as Katsuki pushed inside slowly, Shouto moaned out and I whimpered all the air leaving my lungs.

“You’re doing so well Kitten” Katsuki whispered and leaned down to kiss along my back and up to my neck “You feel so good” I nodded and felt myself clench around them as Katsuki continued pushing inside. It was so tight and they were stretching me so nicely. “Look at Shou he looks so good” I looked up seeing Shouto biting his lip and I felt him gripping my sides. “He’s trying so hard not to fuck you” I flushed.

Once they were both bottomed out I couldn’t help but moan, every single breath I was moaning. They were so deep and pressed against me, my legs were beginning to shake as I felt so much pleasure and love swirl around us. I moaned again and my eyes rolled back as I bit my lip and tried to calm down.

“Green” Shouto gritted out and I looked up. He was asking as his breathing was fast and hard “Green” he asked again and looked up to Katsuki who repeated the colour with a smirk, I could hear the smirk in his voice. His cock twitched inside me and I moaned loudly. “Kitten, I need you to say it” he breathed out.

“Green” I nodded and smiled looking up to gaze as Katsuki “Green, green fucking green” I moaned and immediately they began to move Katsuki was the first to move and then they were going opposite when Katsuki pulled out Shouto was pushing in. It felt amazing. “Fuck” I whispered my head falling to Shoutos’ shoulder.

I couldn’t do anything but moan and whimper in pleasure with each time they pushed inside me. Katsuki’s hand came to run up my chest and to my neck as I was pulled up to his chest his hand squeezing my neck “Look at you taking our cocks Kitten” I could hear the dominance beginning to flood in. “Doesn’t she look beautiful Shou” I was moaning, I could barely keep my eyes open “Open your eyes Kitten” I opened my eyes and saw Shouto looking up at me.

“She’s beautiful, just like you Katsuki” Shouto whispered and then he began to move faster inside me, pushing in and out so fast I could barely think “Look at you” I leaned back on Katsuki feeling his hands holding me up. One hand on my neck and the other around my ribs in support. “You’re such a good Kitten. Katsuki was right, you take our cocks so well” Shouto complimentented and I clenched around his, my walls stretching to take them both as they both pushed in together. My legs were shaking as I moaned. “She’s about to cum” his voice was so deep and baritone.

“I was just about to say, we know you so well Kitten. Come on, why don’t you cum for us” Katsuki whispered in my ear and looked down to Shouto as my head rested on his shoulder, my eyes rolling back as I felt the coil in my lower abdomen beginning to tighten. “Do you want Kitten to cum Shou” he asked.

Shouto was nodding and sending himself inside me like he was in heat, it felt amazing. I felt so good, they felt so good and with the little grunts and moans, whimpers and tightening hands to know they were feeling good as well. I felt so full, it felt so good. “Yes, yes. I want her to cum, I want to feel her cum on our cocks. Come on Kitten cum for us” I couldn’t hold it.

One of my hands moved to hold Katsukis’ hand on my neck and his lips began to kiss my cheek and my other hand dug my nails into Shoutos’ chest as I moaned and they continued to thrust inside me, stretching my walls so perfectly. I felt the coil tightening and then it came so suddenly. My nails dug into their skin as my legs shook and I felt my orgasm run through every single cell. I was practically screaming my pleasure as my eyes rolled back and it felt so good.

“You’re such a good girl Kitten. Look you did so well” they stopped for only a moment so I could breathe, it was like the pleasure was not stopping it didn’t stop. My legs were shaking and if Katsuki wasn’t holding me I doubted I would have fallen.

“You did so well Kitten, such a good girl” Shouto breathed out and I looked down my chest heaving and he smiled and moved his hips, my eyes rolling “It’s so cute that you can’t control your quirk after you cum” I tried to look down at him. It was hard with so many thoughts going through my head. I knew my eyes had changed.

Katsuki turned my head to look at him. “You’re right Shou she’s so cute, your eyes look so beautiful Kitten” a sweet kiss to my cheek and I smiled letting my eyes close for a moment. Moaning out as Shouto moved I couldn’t help it.

“Please, don’t stop. It feels so good. Please, please don’t stop” I begged and turned to kiss Katsuki as they began to move again without so much as a word. It felt amazing, so sensitive after an orgasm, I loved post orgasm sex they were so amazing. The kiss was sloppy and all over the place but once we finished I left his lips and moved to take Shoutos’ lips into a kiss just like the one I shared with Katsuki.

They went faster than before, I was moaning into Shouto’s mouth as Katsuki gripped my hips and began to thrust himself inside me as fast as he could. He was moving as quickly and so deep I couldn’t stop moaning and I was trying so hard to continue the kiss with Shouto.

“Look at you taking our cocks. You look so beautiful, you're clenching so tightly” Shouto moaned and moved down to kiss along my neck and bit down sucking lightly as I moaned out my body moving forward with each thrust of hips. That coil began to tighten more as I was moaning and whimpering, Shouto’s teeth and cock and then Katsuki desperately trying to go as fast as he was good. Grunts and little words escaping his mouth. “Katsukis’ so close you can feel him” I nodded into Shoutos’ neck, his teeth having left my neck. I could hear each slap of Katsuki’s body connecting with him.

“Fuck I just want to fill you up Kitten” I was nodding. Words and begs falling from my lips like a mantra. I needed it, I needed them. “Shou we have to give her what she wants” he leaned down and Shoutos’ arms wrapped around my waist and held me to him.

“Kitten do you want that” I nodded desperately needing them, I was so in the moment. I couldn’t stop. I needed them, I needed them to fill me up. “Why don’t you cum with us Kitten” I nodded agreeing. I wanted to cum with them, I wanted to cum so much. It felt so good, I was so sensitive and needed them.

They began to move faster and all that could be heard was skin slapping, moans, whimpers, grunts and praises throughout the last few moments of our intimacy. I tightened and I was so close so very close. “We’re close Kitten” Katsuki whimpered and I nodded.

“Please, please fill me up Katsuki” I breathed and brought in some air “Shou please fill me up” I moaned and then I felt them both push in as much as they could and the heat as they filled me up. I shook as my second orgasm ran through my system. Legs shaking and my mouth open in a moan. It felt so amazing, this is all I wanted.

I felt so good and the feeling of Katsukis’ breath on my back as he slightly shook against my back and Shouto was breathing heavily beneath me. I breathed heavily trying to get my breath back as Katsuki leaned down resting his chin on my shoulder.

“I love you Y/N. I love you Shou”

“I love you both Y/N, I love you Katsuki”

“I love you Shou, I love you Katsuki”

We all answered and smiled. A quick shower and some fondling in the shower we were off to bed as I pulled on Katsuki’s jumper and Shoutos’ boxes to be completely comfortable. I smiled and laid down on the bed, it was so soft and I felt so tired and relaxed. Katsuki only had his boxes on as well as Shouto who came and cuddled into my body on the bed. I felt so loved and was pushed between them, Shouto was cold and Katsuki hot so it was the perfect temperature. Within a few moments I felt the soft breaths of Katsuki and Shouto, this is where I wanted to be. This was perfect, this is all I could have wanted.

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Protecting You

Dabi and Hawks

Rating: Angst

Might do a part two

Protecting You

Dabi let a puff of smoke escape his lips as he stomped out his cigarette. He had been told to scout for recruits, his normal chore that he still had even though Shigaraki berated him about how many bodies he left by the end of the night. He had scoped out his normal places, dark alleyways and abandoned buildings known for being a hangout spot for delinquents and criminals. That was until you stepped in his way. You hadn’t noticed his presence, and if you had you sure as hell didn’t act like it. Dabi felt his mouth dry, why of all nights did you have to out tonight. Your h/c locks bounced as you walked in front of him, something seemed to plague your mind.

Your distraction was a fatal mistake, because you walked right into a less than pleasant looking group of older men. Who the minute they laid eyes on you were drooling at the mouth. “Hey pretty thing,” one whistled as you attempted to walk away. Dabi watched silently as one of them grabbed you and pulled you into the middle of their circle, causing him to ball his fists to stop the fire that threatened to blast its way through the alleyway. Dabi hadn’t heard what you said, but the men didn’t seem to appreciate it and now they were handling you with a lot more force.

Dabi was about to step in, roast the fuckers and then leave when vermillion feathers shot out from the sky. Dabi concealed himself in the shadows as Hawks scared the men away and landed next to you. “What’s a sweet little thing like you doing out tonight?” his voice held a smugness that Dabi so desperately wanted to punch out of him. “Call me sweet and I’ll bite you fucking tongue off Birdy,” you snapped and Dabi couldn’t stop the small fond smile that graced his face, still got your usual spunk and charm.

Hawks chuckled, “What’s got you so bitter tonight Y/n?” Dabi remember the fact you two were friends, and if it weren’t for you they probably wouldn’t have met back then. “I’m just really not in the mood for crap tonight Kei,” you sighed and looked at the stars, “What made you come find me anyway. You don’t normal patrol this side, and don’t give me the passing through the neighborhood crap.” Hawks lifted his hands in defense, “Alright you got me,” he dropped his hands, face twisting into a serious expression. “I need you to be careful, don’t go through dark alleys at night and don’t stay out to late.” You raised an eyebrow, “And why, oh why? Would I listen to you Chicken stick?”

Hawks let out a frustrated sigh, “Why are you so damn stubborn Y/n? Why can’t you just listen for once? If Touya had asked-“ “Touya has nothing to do with this!” You snap and Hawks takes a step back at your aggressive tone. “Y/n,” Hawks sighed, but you didn’t let him finish his sentence. “If I listen so much to Touya why don’t you bring him here and make him demand me huh?” Dabi and Hawks’ head both shot up at this accusation. Hawks throat was dry and you could hear the panic over take him. “What?”

You choke down a bitter laugh, “Is Rumi the only real fucking friend I have?” you sneered at Hawks, “She told me everything. Everything Keigo. He’s alive, he’s fucking alive and you and fucking Endeavor never said a thing to me!” Hot tears rolled down your cheeks and Hawks knew he fucked up. “Y/n,” he started, “I didn’t tell you because I knew you would go after him. He’s not the same as before. Y/n he’s dangerous now.” Hawks attempted to reason with you, but you were too far gone in your anger to care for logic. “Dangerous? DANGEROUS?! Hate to fucking break it to you Keigo but we are ALL fucking dangerous.”

Hawks sighed, “Y/n, please I’m begging you, don’t go after him. I-We- Y/n none of us want to lose you.” You scoff at him, “You say that like he’ll kill me.” Hawks growled in anger, you stubbornness becoming too much for him to handle right now. “He fucking could Y/n!” You stiffened, you didn’t want to believe it, and it hurt to know deep down that Keigo was telling the truth. “Y/n he isn’t Touya anymore ok! And I’m not about to watch you wreck yourself believing in him, when all he will do is hurt you!” At this point Hawks was full on yelling at you, something that he never liked doing due to your childhood, but right now he needed you to hear reason even if it meant he would end up breaking you a little bit.

You stare at the ground intensely, not wanting to look at Hawks. Tears made puddles on the floor and it hurt Keigo to see you like this. “Y/n-“ “I think its best if you go.” He was taken back by your request, he didn’t know what to do or say, “Y/n listen I’m sorry for yelling-“ You turned away from him and started walking off and it broke Keigo to watch. “Y/n at least let me walk you home!”

You didn’t listen, walking with your head down and disappearing around a corner. Hawks sighed before leaving, knowing that you didn’t want to see him in the state you were in. Dabi slipped out of his dark corner as Hawks flew away and then set off following you. Now he knows why you had been so distracted earlier.

He watched you from afar, keeping distance as to not alert you but close enough that he could see your body shake with each sob you let pass your lips. It broke his heart to watch you, knowing he couldn’t comfort you because it would just end in a mess. Hawks was right, he was dangerous now and he wasn’t prepared to bring that danger to you. He’d rather die.

He watched silently as you slumped into your apartment building, waiting patiently to see which apartment you owned. When he saw lights flicker to life and you appear by the window to stare at the sky, he knew you were safe and bonus he also now knew where you lived. He was about to turn away, give up recruiting for the night and turn in. Life had different plans it seemed.

He was thrown into the side wall of the alleyway under your window, a vermillion feather to his throat. Golden eyes, filled to brim with anger and something that could only be described as possessiveness, stared back at Dabi. “Leave. Her. Alone.” Hawks growled, feather sharped and pressed hard to Dabi’s throat. Dabi growls, he never liked how possessive Hawks got over you and the two had always been at each other’s throats about it. “Give me a good reason to Bird Brains,” Dabi challenged and Hawks only grew angrier, “Don’t you see how much you have destroyed her already? Was leaving and faking you death not enough pain for her that you’re just gonna waltz back into her life as if you’ve done nothing wrong?”

Every fiber in Dabi’s body was on fire with anger and he threw a strong right hook against Hawk’s jaw. “You little shit,” Dabi seethed as the two started wrestling and throwing punches and kicks at each other. “You don’t think I don’t know that? That it doesn’t eat me alive every fucking day? I made my choice and I have to live with the consequences, yeah I get it. I know I fucked her up and it kills me every fucking day knowing it!”

The two were battered and bruised, still fighting and yelling at each other, they didn’t notice you come down from the fire escape by your window. You watched their stupid fight, listened to the anger and sorrow both had and you were done listening to it. “Enough!” You said firmly, catching their attention and causing the both to pale. “You two are gonna get yourselves caught like this. Are you two still that fucking dumb that you share one whole brain cell between you?” The two slouched and looked at the ground, feeling like they were being scolded like a child would. You let out a tired sigh before turning back to the fire escape ladder and beginning you ascend. The two were still sat on the ground muttering before hearing you call, “Get your asses inside now, before I drag you by the ears.” The two silently followed your command and sis as they were told, climbing up into your apartment.

First time I’m writing for Tumblr in awhile, kinda feels nice. If you have any requests I’m more than happy to hear them. Been bored and wanting to write but having no inspiration kinda stops that. Leave a request in the comments or dm me, really don’t mind.

xoxo

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lowkeyassgard · 4 years

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DAY 10 OF LOKI VS. EARTH: CONCERTS

Day 10 of Loki vs. Earth series and today Loki is very pissed off by attending a country concert.

One shot summary: After bailing Loki out of some serious trouble, Thor asks Loki to attend a concert with him.

Quarantine series summary:It’s going to be a series of fun and light hearted one shots to help readers and other writers get through this hard time. I made a a03 collection and a tumblr tag. To join just write a fun, soft, and/or light hearted one shot and post it to the collection @Quarantine_Series or tag it on tumblr as #quarantine series.

Word count: 900 words

Loki didn’t care much for music, He never understood why Midgardians would spend their time blasting loud obnoxious noises into their ears. Also, didn’t understand how they enjoyed it. He didn’t like it but since permanently residing on Midgard his brother Thor had found a love for it. He blasted it through their home and would dance around like a psycho. Loki thought Thor a fool for it.

Thor had been pestering Loki to attend a concert for the last few months. Loki had repeatedly said no but knew he would no longer be able to decline the offer. Loki had recently run into some trouble leading Thor to bailing him out. Literally. Loki was arrested for assault. He did nothing of the sort, but the police officer insisted that Loki had come at it. What had actually happened was that one-day Loki was walking down the road flipping his favorite blue knife and a police officer had stopped to question him. Loki was not a fan of this man tone and pointed his knife at the officer. Loki wasn’t going to stab him, but the officer said that he had to jump back to avoid being plunged in the gut. What a liar. Upon Loki’s arrest they confiscated the knives on him and threw him in a dirty dark cell.

He spent two whole days in the jail because the police department had no clue who Loki was and how to contact someone to bail him out, Loki wasn’t from Earth, so he did not have a fingerprint on file or even a social security card. The entire police department was perplexed by his existence because to their computer system Loki simply did not exist. Yet he did and he like all others will have to serve the time for his crime. On the second night of his confinement Loki astray projected to New Asgard and pleaded with his brother to free him. Sure, thing the next morning there Thor was with a big wad of cash to free him and recover his prized knives.

With that situation in mind Loki knew the next time Thor asked he would have to go. He did in fact owe his brother and how horrible could a concert be.

The dreaded ask came two days later. Loki was in his bed reading a book over astronomy. It was a calm and bright day. He was in a pleasant mood. He was until Thor came waltzing into his singing one of those songs he was always blasting.

“Oh brother! Do you recall when I got you out of that sticky situation?

“How could I forget brother. It has only been a week.”

“Oh, how time flies when you are having fun. Speaking of fun how about you and me go to a concert tonight. There will be alcohol.” Thor emphasized the last part. Loki wasn’t fond of Midgardian alcohol, but something was better than nothing. Since Loki didn’t have any form of identification he could not lawfully buy alcohol even he was thousands of years past the required age. The people would just not believe it. So, the only time he received alcohol was when he stole it, much frowned about by Thor and Valkyrie, and when he went to an event that served it to all guests.

“Ah yes brother. I do owe you so just this time I will join you.”

“YES!” Thor practically jumped with joy. Loki knew that Thor loved hanging out with him, but they just didn’t like the same things. Loki liked raves and clubs meanwhile Thor loved campfires and concerts. They were like polar opposites and yet they still loved each other dearly. When Loki had no one, he had Thor. Thor was the only one that gave him chance after chance and saw the good in him. So even though he knew he would hate every minute of it if this concert would make his brother happy he would attend.

“Alright Loki. Be ready by six and where something that isn’t black.”

At a quarter to six Loki walked out of his bedroom in a olive green shirt and grey denim jeans. It was the only thing he owned that wasn’t black or Asgardian custom clothes. He felt like a teenager that was trying to be cool. He wasn’t going to impress anyone, so he swallowed his pride and put on a smile for his brother.

Thor on the other hand was absolutely ecstatic. He was in a plaid button up shirt blue denim jeans and boots. He was grinning ear to ear. The minute Loki came out Thor gave a big holler of excitement and practically dragged Loki out of their home to take a truck into the city.

They arrived at the concert venue within the next forty five minutes and immediately Loki wished he had said no. Just from the look of the people entering the venue he would be miserable. Everyone entering was dressed in cowboy hats and boot. The men and the women were plaid shirts and both were equally acting loud and obnoxious.

As Loki walked with Thor toward the entrance Loki groaned. The person taking the tickets was a blonde chick with a plaid shirt tied at her breast level. She was in cutoff denim shorts that showed the bottom of her undergarments. She was loud. Too loud. Loki wanted to throw his ticket at her and tell her to shut up before she found her mouth bound. Instead he calmly watched as Thor handed the tickets to her.

“HOWDY THERE BOYS. YALL READY FOR SOME FUN”

“No.” Loki simply said. Thor was beside him talking about how excited he was and had been looking forward to this all day.

Loki left his brother at the ticket stand to push his way into the venue. He thought maybe it would be better once inside, but it was not,

Thor had left out the part that this was a hillbilly concert. Loki wasn’t even trying to be offensive. A person that walked by him held a sign promptly stating that it was a hillbilly concert. The sign read “Hillbillies get down too.”

Everyone I mean everyone looked like they should be in the wild west. Loki didn’t usually complain about humans showing off a little skin but now he was. Their attire and the way they presented themselves repulsed Loki.

He pushed himself thought the crowd of sweaty exposed bodies to find the bar. Once there he was even more repulsed. They just had beer. Cheap piss. This was their suck ass excuse for alcohol. The whole reason why he was here. Loki remembering, he was doing for this Thor laid down a few bills and took one of the beers. He took one swig of the beer and spit it out on the ground.

“Real men drink beer.” A woman sitting at the bar scorned at him. He reached for his knives to realize he left them at home.

‘Real women know not to pester a man that could easily destroy them.” Loki spat at her. Pardon his language but fuck her. If he had his knives he would hold them at her throat until she cried out in mercy. He might not want to take over the world anymore, but he would not be disrespected.

Not being able to stand the taste of this piss he threw the half full can on the ground and removed the lighter from his pocket and set it on fire.

“Oh, brother there you are!” Thor said before realizing that Loki had set a can of beer on fire and had attracted a crowd.

“Please excuse my brother. Its not a concert without a little spilt beer am I right?” Thor said before grabbing Loki by the arm and dragging him to the other side of the room.

“Loki, what did I tell you about burning things?”

“Do not belittle me brother. That Midgardian piss made a fool out of me and I smite its existence as punishment.”

“Just stand here and have some fun. The concert is starting soon.” Thor said before taking a swig out of his own can of fermented piss.

The concert did start but Loki did not have fun.

The music was horrendous. It was loud. Obnoxious loud. The people let out yeehaws like they were farm animals. At one point the man beside Loki made the comment that he loved this music which Loki returned by screaming “THIS IS NOT MUSIC.”

Worse than the music was the dancing that followed. The dancing looked like an exorcism ritual. The people shook their bodies and bent them in ways that should mot be normal. They thrashed against each other and yet out shared simultaneous hollers. Loki felt as though he was watching a whole crowd of people possessed by a spirit and this country music was expelling them of their farm demon.

As the night went on the crowd got worse. Even his brother began to thrash around and swing his beer in the air. Later Loki would ask what happened and Thor would just say he was overcome by the music. Overcome by the music? The only thing Loki was overcome by was the urgent need to bleach his eyes and wipe his memories of this event.

When the crowd began to sway, Loki let out a groan. The people around him assumed he was joining them in their pleasure but he was not. Every time their shoulder pressed into his body he had to stop himself from grabbing them and snapping them in half.

At one point the stranger beside him bumped a little too hard into Loki taking him by surprise and knocking him to the concrete floor. That was loki last straw.

“I do not know what kind of hoe down throw down you people think this is hit if you so ever even think about touching my godly skin I will remove your bones from your body one by one.”

The people around him just stopped. They stopped dancing. The must stopped playing. The people all stopped to look at Loki.

“I am a god and I will not be disrespected and touched by you distasteful rowdy animals.”

Thor just watched in disbelief as his dear brother screamed at a venue of people.

“ I did my best to enjoy this time for the sake of my brother but you farm animals sad are just not worthy of my company.” With that Loki felt arms reach around him and he was picked up. A very large human carried him outside the venue and threw him on to the ground.

“Do you know who I am?” Loki screamed at the man.

“No and I do not care. Move another inch and I’m calling the cops.”

Loki was absolutely appalled that he was thrown out. He was even more appalled that Thor did not quickly come out to him. Instead loki spent the next 2 hours on the ground outside of the venue. When Thor finally came out he was completely hammered. . He was smiling and laughing to himself

“Brother. You are such a pain. Kicked out of a concert. If only mother and father could see this. They would laugh so hard they wept.”

Needless to say that Loki never attended a concert after that.

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recurring-polynya · 4 years

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Hello! I have forgotten my tumblr login, but I am shai from AO3 and I just want to say that the Abhorsen books are very dear to my heart and I am THRILLED at idly wandering tumblr and seeing you're writing a Bleach AU set in that world. (Are the Kuchikis the Abhorsens? Is there a Mogget equivalent and is it Yoruichi? Is Karakura in Ancelstierre? I can't map the two settings together at alllll in my head on first glance but I'm super curious how you will!)

First of all, I am beyond excited that anyone actually cares about this project. I was going to try to explain it, but honestly, it’s not that long and, uh, maybe I should just post it. So, here’s the shorty version, where I cut it off at the Dramatic Drabble Point. I have more, but it starts to meander into an actual plot, where the plot is just the final confrontation at the end of Sabriel. I honestly just wanted to write Renji as part of the Crossing Guard Scouts?? I might expand this (how much? as much as I feel like?) after I re-read Sabriel. My husband has been reading the books to my son, and I catch snatches of it and it’s got me In the Mood, but I found myself forgetting way too much.

Dear everyone else: I refuse to explain any of this. The Abhorsen books are the shit, just go read them. If you love Rukia as a character, you will love Sabriel. The two of them, along with Susan Sto Helit and Death of the Endless are the fictional pragmatic death girls of my heart, if I *ever* write an actual book, it will almost surely be about a pragmatic death girl.

Anyway, here it is, The Worst Charter Mage in Ancelstierre.

“All that stuff Colonel Zaraki said… about a soldier’s intuition an’ stuff… that was just made up, right? To scare us? Us, uh, new guys, I mean, you never get scared, right Renji?”

Captain Abarai Renji of the Northern Perimeter Reconnaissance Unit, or the Crossing Point Scouts, as they were often known, stared out into the foggy dusk. His skin itched. His ears strained to hear the unearthly whistling of the wind flutes, which as far as he knew, none of the other scouts could hear. He could usually hear them, but not tonight. “Stop cleaning that damn firearm Yuki,” he grumbled without turning around. “Check your sword fittings instead.”

Lance Corporal Yuki Rikichi, having been stationed on the Perimeter for all of two months, very slowly started reassembling his pistol. “I’m not great with swords,” he admitted.

“Wind’s from the north,” Renji grunted. “Guns ain’t much good.”

“That’s just stories, though, right?”

“Nope,” Renji replied, squinting at a dark shape winging through the sky. It looked a bit like the airplanes he had seen when we went South for officer training, but it was too small, too silent, and besides, shit like that didn’t work past the Wall. He groped for his spyglass. “You think you can do that protection charm I been teaching you?”

“Yeah, I’ve practiced and practiced!” Rikichi bubbled eagerly.

Renji frowned, trying to focus the spyglass. If tonight was going to go as badly as his skin was crawling, that protection charm was going to do about as much good against the Dead as Rikichi hurling his useless gun at them. “Fuck,” he muttered. “That’s a someone.”

“A what?” Rikichi echoed.

“We got visitors,” Renji repeated, standing and checking the sword strapped his hip. “You go tell the Colonel, I’ll give ‘em the ol’ Crossing Scout welcome.”

“I can’t leave you alone!” Rikichi yelped. “Look, I’ll just radio him.”

“You’re welcome to try,” Renji shrugged, making his way down the stone staircase of the watchtower, knowing that piece of Ancelstierran junk would give nothing but static until the wind changed.

As Renji watched the strange craft circle down toward the ground, he tried to pull together the Charter Marks for a Major Blessing. It wasn’t a hard spell, and it would protect him from the Lesser Dead, maybe even a weak Free Magic Creature. As usual, the marks weren’t behaving, and he finally gave up. He didn’t know why he had such a hard time casting spells. None of the books he read ever described Charter Marks as elusive or mischievous. Was it like this for all Charter Mages? Maybe if he ever met another one, he could ask them. He was going to have to rely on his sword arm instead. Fortunately, his sword arm was pretty fucking reliable.

The craft had settled in the tall grass, and two figures were getting out. It looked remarkably like an airplane, except that it appeared to be made of paper, painted in cheerful blue and silver. It was powered by Charter Magic, Renji had heard the pilot whistling Charter Marks as they brought the thing to the ground. Pretty nifty trick, to be honest. Must be from deep in the Old Kingdom, where they still taught the old magic. Renji himself had been born just a few miles from the Wall, lived in that shitty border town until he was sixteen. He’d come south thinking he never wanted to see a Charter Stone again, but somehow, he’d never made it much further south than the Perimeter, not for long anyway. It was fine. He was useful here.

Renji gripped his sword with one hand. They looked and felt like people, but Free Magic Creatures could be tricksy. “Halt!” he shouted. “Who goes there? This is not a legal crossing point! What is your name? What is your business?”

The taller of the two figures, clad in a red and gold helmet and a red cloak, leaned down and said something to the much smaller figure, the pilot, who was dressed in blue and silver. The pilot elbowed the other in the ribs and then announced in a voice that rang with authority, “I am the Abhorsen and if you don’t help me, this gate is going to fall before dawn!”

Renji drew his sword. “I’ve met the Abhorsen!” he shouted. “You sure don’t look like that tall, pretty bastard to me!”

The pilot, who had been slowly approaching him, froze in her tracks. “That… was my brother-in-law,” she bit off. “How did you know him? He never came this far south.” She was silent for a moment before adding tentatively, “Also, he wasn’t the Abhorsen, although sometimes he let people believe he was.”

Renji’s fingers twitched on his sword grip. No. It couldn’t be. It was impossible. The voice was different, huskier, more mature, but then, it had been twelve years, she wasn’t a girl anymore. Not that she’d grown much. “I am simply returning her to her family,” that pale, flash prat had said, as he pulled her up onto the horse behind him, and rode away with the one person who gave Renji’s life any meaning or purpose. “Not one step further,” he shouted, since he didn’t think he could keep his voice steady any other way. “I don’t care if you’re the bloody Queen of the Old Kingdom herself!”

Something was happening with the taller of two visitors. Dark red energy, nearly black was crackling around his fists, the ozone smell of Free Magic permeating the air. Renji tried again to pull a Mark from the Charter, and this time one came easily, and he felt an invisible barrier thrum into place before him. It was no diamond of protection, but it should be enough to fend of some upstart teen.

“Cool it, you moron!” the pilot yelled at the youth. “The Scouts are good people, they just get hung up on procedure. Also… I… might know this guy.” She reached up and hooked a finger over the scarf wrapped over her face and pulled it down, tucking it under her chin. “Abarai Renji? ‘Zat you?”

“Rukia…” Renji murmured just as there was a clatter of boots on bitumen behind him.

“WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?” a familiar voice bellowed. “Abarai, you got your sword out and there ain’t no blood on it, what’s going on?”

“Says she’s the Abhorsen, sir,” Renji reported, adjusting his sword stance but not relaxing. “Don’t look like the Abhorsen I remember.”

Colonel Zaraki strode through the company of men who had accompanied him, towering, helmetless, his hawklike nose catching the setting sun. He surveyed the young woman standing before.

“The wall is going to be attacked, tonight!” she shouted. “A massive army of the Dead, led by a necromancer who is himself one of the Greater Undead! Are you the commanding officer of this garrison?”

“Abhorsen came through here in ‘87,” Zaraki grunted. “Clever woman. After the fuckers down south stopped letting us move the gate every few months, all the deaths at the crossing point would build up, cause spontaneous risings. She carved us those wind flutes to keep the Dead down.” He surveyed the woman, dressed in a blue and silver tabard over silver chain. Her dark, short-cropped hair, the stunning indigo eyes Renji would never, ever forget. “Looked a lot like you. Your mother?”

“Sister,” Rukia corrected. It was Rukia, Renji was sure of it now. Of course she hadn’t been taken away to be a noble, she’d been taken away to be the fucking Abhorsen. Of course she had.

“If you’re the Abhorsen now, that means–”

“She went into Death four days ago. She’s holding out, but she’s been there too long, she can’t come back. At the full of the moon, the wind flutes will fail.”

“That the new Abhorsen-in-Waiting, then?”

Rukia’s eyes darted to the youth at her side and back again. “Maybe. This is Kurosaki. He is what he is.”

“Yo,” Kurosaki waved, seemingly unconcerned by any of this.

Zaraki jerked his chin at Renji. “Stand down, Captain. You been on the Wall too long to be this twitchy.”

“Don’t trust people who ‘are what they are’,” Renji replied. “Sounds to me like something a Free Magic Construct would say.” He sheathed his sword, but didn’t release the Charter Mark.

“He’s a lot of things, but he’s not a Free Magic Construct,” Rukia rolled her eyes.

“I’m standin’ right here, y’know!” Kurosaki protested.

“What do you need, Abhorsen?” Zaraki asked.

Renji glanced at him, surprised. He’d served under the man for over a decade, and he’d never seen him act this respectfully to anyone, including his own COs.

“I need every Charter Mage you’ve got,” Rukia barked. “Aizen has hidden his body in Ancelstierre, a few miles from here. We need to destroy it, but it’s going to take a ton of power to destroy something that powerful.”

Zaraki scratched his ass thoughtfully. “You may not realize, ma’am, but we don’t get a whole lot of Charter Mages this far south. My boys, though, have got swords like you’ve never seen. Zaraki’s Company can cut through anything, living, Dead, or in-between.”

“That’s very nice,” Rukia bit off, “because they are going to have an awful lot of things to stab in just a few hours. But I need Charter Mages. I don’t care if there aren’t many. Please. Give me what you have.”

Zaraki took a deep, resigned breath through his nose. “Well. You heard the lady, Abarai. Take that fucking apprentice the boys down south sent you, too. You managed to teach him anything yet?”

“Not… much…” Renji admitted, stunned.

“What, what?” Kurosaki exploded. “You’ve only got a single Charter Mage?”

“He’s terrible, also,” Zaraki added. “Worst Charter Mage I’ve ever seen, aside from the apprentice. Good with a sword, though, one of the best in the company to be honest.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence, sir,” Renji grouched. Suddenly, he realized that Rukia was looking at him, and he felt like he was eleven years old again, meeting her for the first time, being judged by those eyes and, inexplicably, being found worthy. “I’ll go. At your service. Abhorsen.”

#my writing #bleach abhorsen au #bleach fanfiction

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goodnightkisseu · 5 years

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oh sehun _ anniversary

Drabble: Sehun, fluff, regular, “I love this - fuck, I love you”

anonny “Sehun genre 2, sentence 97, regular au haha?”

Genre: Fluff

Note: I obviously cannot write a true drabble, but that’s okay! This one was a really cute one to write ;__; my heart is soft for sehun and given that he’s being such a bias wrecker right now, this is not good ;A; I hope that you all enjoy this though! As always, feel free to let me know what you think!

Enjoy~

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First anniversaries were important. So, why you decided to plan your anniversary with Sehun was beyond you. Sehun was usually the one that planned all of the nice and fun dates. He just seemed to have a knack for it. From your first date, he had taken you to a really nice restaurant followed by a dessert parlor where he had them make you a custom dessert with your favorite animal on it. Sehun was the epitome of romantic, and you knew that you would have a hard time preparing something on that level. So instead, you planned for something that was just as cozy, but also within your abilities.

In your eyes, it didn’t have to be extravagant in the same way that your friends had made it, renting nice little villas for a night or anything like that. It wasn’t really something Sehun would have enjoyed anyway. Instead, you planned something a bit quieter and to yourselves. You put together a night in, just some time to relax with each other after a long day. You had planned his favorite meal, along with dessert from that place he took you to on your first date. You planned to set up the patio with some cushions to lounge on and fairy lights to set the mood. It was going to be something low-key. Definitely not as extravagant as if he had planned it, but you thought it would be nice.

This all seemed well and good… until everything went wrong.

You had gone to work early that morning with the intention of arriving home with enough time to prepare everything before Sehun got back from work. Thing was, a last-minute meeting was scheduled just as you were about to leave and you had to take part. It ran long, of course, and you found yourself dashing out as soon as it ended, stopping by the dessert shop to pick up your order – thank goodness they were on top of things – before racing home to make dinner.

As you were running around your kitchen trying to get everything done, there was a split second where you thought it might have been doable to have food ready and look presentable before your boyfriend arrived. You really thought that things were going your way… until you realized that you hadn’t even set up the patio yet. As often as you could, you found yourself sprinting from the kitchen to the patio, setting up cushions while also making sure that your meal didn’t burn. Time slipped by quickly and in the middle of trying to hang the fairy lights while also shooing away the neighborhood cat, you heard a familiar voice call your name.

You froze as Sehun asked you what you were up to, and you couldn’t help but feel a bit dejected. You really thought that you could get this done before he got back. Yet, here you were, in your casual clothes, hair a mess, food stains on your shirt and a cat at your feet. Things definitely weren’t going as planned, but you supposed there was no turning back time now. “I’m trying to get our anniversary surprise all set up? But I guess it’s not much of a surprise anymore…” you said weakly as Sehun walked over and took the lights from you.

“My silly girl. Let me help you,” he said through a chuckle, pinning up the lights where you had instructed him to. With his help, you managed to get everything set up and you didn’t destroy the meal that was on the stove. Sehun took over the cooking while you went to get ready for him. The two of you set the table together, had a nice meal while talking about your days, as well as your shenanigans in trying to get this all done by yourself. After some dessert, the pair of you headed outside, your hand gently pressing the speaker on your way out to set the mood. The beat was soft as Sehun pulled you against him, the pair of you swaying to the beat under the lights you had set up.

“Hey,” Sehun started, gently holding you to him as you hummed gently against his chest.

“What is it?” you asked lazily, lost in the way that your bodies swayed together and the intoxicating smell of his cologne. You loved when he held you like this.

“I love this – fuck, I love you,” he told you earnestly, watching as your eyes widened and a red tint graced your cheeks. He knew that you would be shocked by his words. He had never said them to you before. But it felt right tonight. After seeing the ridiculous effort that you put in, it warmed his heart and he could finally say those words he had been a bit scared to say from the beginning.

Gently, Sehun leaned down and you felt his forehead against yours, your cheeks still rosy. “I love you too,” you said breathlessly, and almost as soon as the words left your lips, Sehun gingerly leaned in for a kiss. Just like that, your first anniversary was a success...

#exo #oh sehun #exo fluff #exo scenarios #sehun #kpop scenarios #sehun fluff #drabblegame2

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spider-bih · 6 years

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Flower Girl [Peter Parker]

Pairing: Peter Parker x Female!Reader

Warnings: More angst from a mood drop im sorry, based off this fic. A little graphic, so that might be triggering.

A/N: my series are coming along i promise, i just don’t want to hate what i write so i write what comes to me. another long fic yikes.

Dark brown hair, dark brown eyes. Both matching- yet you swore you saw more colors in his eyes- kind of. The colors you saw were very dull, but they were there. Something stripped him of all his colors, and you hoped to be able to put them back for him. Even if it meant dulling some of your own.

You kind of wished you hadn’t been so hopeful or so wanting. You gave him some of your colors without him knowing. He ate them up, yes, but they didn’t change him. He just wanted your flowers and something to numb everything inside of him.

You only gave him flowers.

You were his flower girl. You provided him with some very special flowers. A favorite to someone he knew- someone he mourned. Sometimes he remembered you, and sometimes he didn’t. It was the times that he remembered you that you lived for. It was like some twisted high for you. You hated it, but you loved it as well. You got a look at who he was before. What kind of man he was before the world destroyed him from the inside out.

One day, he remembered you. He carried out a conversation with you, somewhat.

“I just really love these flowers.”, he says, giving you a half warm smile.

“They’re really pretty, so I can see why.”

A different smile takes over his face, it’s big and genuine and your heart jumps upon seeing it, “Heh, you’re really pretty too-”, he cuts himself off, looking visibly shaken.

You’re flattered and for a moment, unaware of why he looks that way. You think it’s embarrassment, innocent embarrassment, so you say, “Hey, it’s okay-”

He shakes his head, “No. N-No it’s not I- you look like her and- and these are hers- hers. I can’t. I’m so sorry- I have to go.”

Then he’s off, leaving you confused and flustered. What do you make of that? Who is she and what had she done to him?

That should’ve been your first sign. The first big red flag. He loved another girl- his heart belonged to someone else, so therefore it’d be wrong and useless to give him yours. Giving him yours might fill the gaping hole in his chest, but it wouldn’t stop the bleeding. It would only leave you empty and cold, and it would make him feel more guilty.

Your flower boy knew he couldn’t love you, not the way you wanted and deserved. You deserved someone fresh- a clean slate. Someone who could move forward from their past, and not cling to it like he did. He clung until his hands bled, and even then he refused to let go. His past was his lifeline, it was all he knew. She was all he knew. He couldn’t remember who he was before her, and he didn’t know who he could be without her. When he had thought of the future, he had thought of her- but she’s gone now, so what was his future?

You didn’t deserve the baggage he had- the scars he hid. He didn’t want you to pour yourself into his empty shell and lose all of what you were. You looked too much like her and he had to constantly remember that you weren’t her. It wasn’t healthy, but god- you looked at him in such a way..

He had to try, just for your sake. Maybe you’d see just how messed up he’d become and you’d leave. Maybe-

He let himself talk to you and befriend you. You grew to know him, taking it all slow. You learned of his bad habit of mixing his meds with alcohol and how he tended to forget for awhile. You did your best to help him out of it- did all you could to learn him and try to ground him, but he was like sand. You could grab fistfuls and hold onto them, but at some point, only mere tiny grains would stay stuck to your palms. Useless and uncomfortable.

Still, you were hopeful, and so you held onto those tiny grains. You clutched them tight and one day, you swore it paid off.

He kissed you.

His lips had been warm and inviting, despite being chapped. It was a feeling you thought you could get used to. It was addicting- but that was the problem. Addictions were hardly ever a good thing, and though the highs could be amazing, the lows were damn near torture. As soon as the kiss had happened, it stopped when his salty tears touched your lips. He pulled away abruptly, horribly shaken and with such a pitiful look on his face.

“I can’t.”, he told you, “I fucking can’t..”

You’d realized that shaken look was not from embarrassment, but some form of regret. Like he’d been caught doing something he shouldn’t have and that should have told you just how attached he still was, even after such time. You didn’t know an entire life had been taken from him, not just one, but two. An entire happy future was ripped from him and he couldn’t cope.

His grains of sand were turning into air but you still hung on- you were so sure he would change, so positive this twisted cycle of highs and lows would balance out. You let yourself fall into it- because you loved him. You loved when he touched you and when he held you. You loved when you got to hold him and when you could kiss his tears away. You loved Peter Benjamin Parker and dammit, he tried.

He tried so hard to love you, but it just wasn’t enough. He couldn’t do it.

He’d never been more sorry. His soul was infected with sorrow and emptiness- and he let it eat away at you. He did- and so once he was gone, so was that part of you he took..

You remembered losing it all as if it’d happened hours ago.

“Things are getting crazy out there..”, he tells you, leaning against the wall near your window. He peers out of it, awaiting the signal for him to go.

“You don’t have to leave.”, you say, coming up behind him and wrapping your arms around him. You hug him tightly, but he remains stiff as he always does on low nights.

“I do. It’s my job, you know that.”

“Your job is what hurt you. You’re miserable, and other heroes exist for a reason.”

He sighs and lets his head drop. It’s the same conversation you’ve had since he let you in a little. You tell him he doesn’t have to, he insists he does. It always ends in scratchy throats and tears and he’s so so tired. He knows you are too.

“I know.. so.. after this, after tonight, I’ll stop. I know I’ve been unfair to you. I know... I know it hurts when you hear me talk about her or forget everything so.. I promise. After tonight.. I’ll try.”

Your heart soared- you’d been waiting for this cycle to end. For the coaster of hurt to finally come to an end, “Really?”

“Yes.”, he said, and he’d been sincere. He hopes you know.

He never intended for it to come to what it had. He’d kissed you and held you and you felt so much relief. Maybe it was selfish of you, to press and press and press. You wanted him, but at the end of it all, he was never yours. He belonged to another girl, to another life. Maybe if things were different- maybe if you’d met him first or he left her on mutual terms.. maybe, none of this would have happened.

“Spider-Man down! Everyone is in shock, Queens own hero was last seen falling from a skyscraper..”

People were screaming, some were crying. The sound of reporters buzzing surrounded you as you ran to find him. You remember how your lungs burned and how your legs felt like they might fall off. You could feel your heart thudding in your chest, but at the same time it had felt like it had simply vanished. You shoved past crowds, gaining strength you didn’t know you had. You tore through that yellow tape, dashing into the debris despite the screaming officers behind you. Iron-Man and some others were still around, shouting to you to go, but you couldn’t. You saw how he fell.. where he fell..

You found him on the ground, a disgusting dark puddle surrounding his head and shoulders. There were tiny bits and pieces of something mushy surrounding him, but you refused to let yourself identify them. His limbs were twisted in unnatural ways and he was gurgling slightly. His suit was torn, showing off more, less fatal, injuries. His accelerated healing kept him alive- anyone else would’ve been long gone. However, Spider-Man couldn’t escape this, the healing wasn’t fast enough.

You shakily reached for his mask, but he stopped you with what strength he could muster.

“Don’t.. it’s...no..”

“You promised..”, you say, feeling a lump rise in your throat, “You promised, Peter..”

He coughs, “M’...s-sorry..but I... I see her..”, he starts to choke again, his mask trapping the blood dribbling out of his nose and mouth, “I see them..”

“Peter! You promised! Peter- don’t leave me! Please! I’m sorry I pushed so much, I’m sorry! I only wanted.. I just..please..”

What did you want? What was it? You knew him- but did you really? Did you when you ignored the way he sobbed quietly next to you every night he slept with you? When you turned away and tuned him out every time he tried to set you free? When you clung to a tired and broken man for all this time? Did you really know him? Did you really love him?

Or did you assume he’d bounce back to who you thought he was- to the bright happy man you saw in that diner that one night? To the man his Aunt described him as- the one she hoped you’d find and bring out of him.

“Sorry..”, he gurgles one last time, leaving you there alone in the mess you let fester.

Dark hair, dark brown eyes. Both matching- yet no man ever met the criteria you were looking for. You tried and tried- but you never got what you wanted- what you craved. You just left more empty souls in your wake. You blame yourself-

He blames himself..

“Iɴ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ʙᴇʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɴᴇᴘʜᴇᴡ, ғʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴏ. Nᴇᴠᴇʀ ғᴏʀɢᴇᴛ.” “Iɴ ᴍᴇᴍᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ sᴏᴜʟ. I’ᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ I ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ..”

“Welcome home, Peter. We’ve been waiting for you.”

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wilderwestqueen · 6 years

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wilderwestqueen - fanfic masterpost

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A Pinch of Sugar and a Dash of Spite / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net [In Progress]

Hiccup Haddock's just trying to sell coffee and stumble through presentations about Shakespeare, but one persistent rude customer keeps ruining his day. Astrid Hofferson would be the top of her class if it weren't for one golden boy barista that needs to be taken down a notch.

Brave As A Noun / ao3 / fanfic.net [In Progress]

Hiccup's struggling. University is difficult, his father is on his back, and he hasn't admitted to anyone just how bad his anxiety is getting. He's slipping right off the edge, and if he's not careful, he's going to fall right off. [Friendship/Angst/No Shipping]

You’re Everything I Want (And Nothing I Can Keep) / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net [Complete]

"Prove it. Bring her along this weekend, and prove it to everyone." After a little white lie, Hiccup has to do something drastic to avoid embarrassing himself at a family reunion. Lost for any other ideas, Hiccup asks his best friend to pretend to be his girlfriend, just for a day. What could possibly go wrong?

If This Is A Rom-Com, Kill The Director / ao3 / fanfic.net [Complete]

Hiccup and Astrid are both popular actors. And they hate each other. As luck would have it, they're both cast in a film adaptation of a popular Shakespeare play, and have to face their bad feelings for each other head on. In true Shakespeare fashion, it's going to go wrong before it goes right.

Don’t Tell The Bride / ao3 / fanfic.net [Complete]

Hiccup and Astrid are two broke art school graduates whose only wish is to get married. When the television show 'Don't Tell The Bride' offers them the money to pay for the ceremony, Hiccup and Astrid jump at the chance. Only there's a catch. Hiccup has to plan the wedding alone, and Astrid's not allowed to know anything about it.

Oneshots

I’ve Got You Now / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net

Astrid and Hiccup have a nerf gun war.

How To Survive Christmas: A Guide By Hiccup Haddock / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net

The Christmas season is difficult enough with your father messing with your love life. When Astrid gets invited over for Christmas, Hiccup becomes obsessed with making it the best Christmas ever.

This Little Game / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net

Viggo's games are dangerous to play, and when it all comes crashing down for Hiccup and Astrid, they have to make the most difficult choice of their lives: only one of them can come out alive.

Poison In My Veins / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net

What if, in 'No Dragon Left Behind', the antidote to the Slitherwing poison takes much longer to work? What if Hiccup is forced, once again, to imagine a world without Astrid in it?

A Little Chance Encounter / tumblr / ao3 / fanfic.net

Astrid doesn't like being set up with people at the best of times, but damn, did it really have to be with the one night stand she'd run away from the night before?

Here Comes The General / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

If you’ve got beef with the tribe of Berk, remember the golden rule: Never, ever, mess with General Hofferson.

Sing Me A Song / tumblr / fanfic.net

Hiccup serenades Astrid. It does not go well.

Just Pretend I Didn’t Say That / tumblr / fanfic.net

While Astrid seems to be asleep, Hiccup lets something slip.

Worth The Risk / tumblr / fanfic.net

After the events of Shell Shocked, Hiccup and Astrid have a talk.

In the dim light of evening / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

After a hard day of responsibilities piling on top of one another, Hiccup breaks down in Astrid’s arms.

Kiss The Girl / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

It’s New Year’s Eve, and Hiccup has three resolutions: 1) to spend more time with his cat, 2) to remember to log out of his Facebook, and 3) Kiss Astrid Hofferson.

Moves And Countermoves / tumblr / fanfic.net

In a bid to save Astrid, Hiccup gives himself over to Viggo.

At Your Window / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

In the middle of the night, Hiccup shows up outside Astrid’s bedroom.

Heather’s Helping Hand / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

After getting tired of watching Hiccup and Astrid dance around each other, Heather decides to intervene and get these two to admit their feelings once and for all.

A Grim Fall / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

After being brainwashed by the Grimora, Toothless and Hiccup fall over the edge of the cliff. Toothless escapes from the ocean, safe. Hiccup doesn’t.

Not Gonna Leave You / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

In the midst of the worst storm the archipelago has ever seen, Astrid rescues an injured Hiccup.

Just Let Me Help You / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Hiccup patches Astrid up after she gets injured.

Just For Tonight / tumblr / fanfic.net

Her fingers hover over the delivery instruction box and then she giggles as she types in: Send the cutest delivery boy you have. OR Astrid’s lonely, and she needs something to go right tonight.

Fifteen Ways To Say I Love You / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Astrid Hofferson’s got the perfect boyfriend. He’s kind, considerate and rather attractive. She’s pretty sure she loves him, and that he loves her too. So why hasn’t he said it yet?

The taste of scotch rich on my tongue / fanfic.net

It’s late, and Astrid’s sad and drunk. One night, she tells herself. One night to be alone and sad. She certainly wasn’t banking on an equally as sad stranger to come make her feel better.

Winter Might Not Be So Bad After All / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Astrid’s not a winter person, so when she wakes alone on a snowy day, she can’t help but be in a bad mood. But with the arrival of her boyfriend, Hiccup, she finds a new appreciation for the winter season.

Without You / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

In the aftermath of Astrid nearly drowning, Hiccup has a realization: without Astrid, who is he anyway?

Make The Good Things Better / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

It’s New Year’s Eve, and Hiccup finds himself at a party, next to the girl he’s been pining after for years. If only he could summon up the courage to tell her how he feels…

I Won’t Let You Be Lonely / tumblr / fanfic.net

‘At some point, she’s going to have to admit out loud that she’s been stood up, and the last thing she wants is anyone’s pity.’ Astrid’s night would have been sad and lonely, if it weren’t for the green-eyed boy who saved the day.

Temporary / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Astrid and Hiccup meet on holiday and get on like a house on fire. The only problem is the time limit: when the summer ends, they can never see each other again.

No Tomorrow / fanfic.net

Hiccup’s in love with Astrid, that much anyone can see. But he’s afraid to tell her - and everyone keeps telling him that he might not always have a chance to do so. They are Vikings, after all. What if there was no tomorrow?

Screaming Colour / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Astrid sees the world in a monochrome cast, nothing but black and white until the day her soulmate comes along and lets her see in colour. Until then, she’s got her best friend Hiccup to describe all the different colours to her. But is that enough?

Rule Number Two / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3 /

High school is hard enough without having to fight monsters every day. In which Hiccup and Astrid are monster hunters, juggling school with protecting the students from unimaginable horrors. They have only two rules. Number 1) Keep the secret. Number 2) Don’t die.

Girl Talk / fanfic.net / ao3

A year after Hiccup destroyed the Red Death and united the village with the dragons, the Bog Burglars arrive for their annual visit. Astrid and Camicazi get a chance to talk about their mutual dragon training friend.

Tumblr drabbles/ficlets

‘When your otp is in an intense argument and their faces get closer together, but then they stop talking and look at the other’s lips’

‘the best part of height differences in OTPs: when the taller one lifts the smaller one’s chin so that they can kiss them.’

2018 Secret Odin fic: ‘I don’t want to lose you too’

Astrid really hates Hiccup’s beard

@margarethelstone told me to write a fic about chewing gum so i did

Ask Prompts

1. “Hiccstrid story strung to the tune of Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift? Like, a song line or two, and then a drabble (a SHORT one) based off of it?” (tumblr) (ao3) 2. “He had your eyes, Hiccup. Look at him.” (tumblr) (ao3) 3. “Hiccup can’t find his favorite shirt and trashes his room looking for it. He runs to the to the living room in a rage to ask Astrid, and there she is, reading a book in his shirt (and looking really good in it, too). He decides to let her keep it.” (tumblr) 4. “Hiccstrid beach.” (tumblr)

5. “Hiccstrid guitar ❤” (tumblr) 6. “Hiccstrid cold :D :D 😃” (tumblr)

7. “Micro-story: Saviour” (tumblr)

8. “Hiccstrid “Can we pretend I didn’t just say that?” (Probably Hiccup after saying that Astrid is beautiful or something)” (tumblr) (fanfic.net)

9. “Can I ask for a oneshot in which Hiccup tries (and fails) to serenade Astrid? Pretty please?” (tumblr) (fanfic.net)

10. For that new prompt list of yours, maybe a 28 or 45? Both sound good ;) (knocking on the wrong door AU) (tumblr)

30 Day Fic Challenge (failed spectacularly)

Day One: Island / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Day Two: Warm / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Day Three: Chief / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Day Four: Scheme / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

Day Five: Halloween / tumblr / fanfic.net / ao3

#phew #this took me an age #I hope it's useful to someone!#fanfic masterpost

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royalsides · 6 years

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Today at home on a cold winter’s day

Yay! This would be so much more enjoyable if I could feel my toes and fingers in the morning (darn southern hemisphere weather) but I’m still having fun!

Me: 🎶tomorrow is my birthday, tomorrow is my birthday🎶

Laurel: and you have so many friends! I wonder what they got you? But it’s about getting a year older, moving on towards adulthood, but for now, this is only your 14th birthday, so...

Carey: I KNOW RIGHT SO MUCH TO DO we could help make the birthday cake(s, plural), we could spent time with our little brother, we could write on Tumblr...

Me: isn’t this what I’m doing right now? also, we already made the cakes. RED VELVET CHEESECAKE THE GREATEST CREATION SINCE CHEESE

Carey: ...that’s not the point. We could draw... oh wait, yet again no ideas. WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN?!

Morgan: I KNOW RIGHT WE NEVER HAVE IDEAS ANYMORE AAAAAGGGGHHHHH SO MUCH WORK

Me: but hey, at least we managed the amazing feat of 2 posts today?

Jay: but what will everyone think? Maybe our friends will see it and think it’s so awful that they unfriend us and ditch us like that other group and hire an evil homicidal killer clown to murder us and...

Me: And now you’ve got me in a negative thought spiral. Well, more of one. Already was in a bad mood cuz of my foot.

Oriana: What’re you looking at me for?! It was the mousetrap, I tell you!

Me: anyways, thanks again to you, Carey, for this beautiful mess you forced me to write. But hey, now my 2 followers know your name! and all the others’, for that matter.

Carey: Well, world recognition is a thing I strive for!

Me: Now to come up with ways to destroy those mousetraps...

Carey: SO MANY IDEAS!!! say, does anyone here know where a gurl could find some acid... if not, lava works too.

Me: I know you’re my creativity and all, Carey, but remind me never to get on your bad side.

Carey: Oh, and Jay, your killer clown idea might actually work! for the mousetraps, though, not Em.

Me: And I will be having severe nightmares tonight if I can sleep at all. Gee, thanks, Carey. Now you’ve got Jay all worked up. Say sorry now.

Carey: Fiiine, sorry Jay.

meanwhile

Jay: *stress stress stress worst case scenario* WE’RE ALL GONNA DIE

Laurel: *hiding in quilts with like a billion plushies* but then what will happen? how’s everyone else gonna cope? WHAT IF JESS COMMITS SUICIDE WHILE WE’RE DEAD CAUSE WE’RE NOT THERE TO TALK HER OUT OF IT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Me: right. meet my personality. as you can see, I am really paranoid. In the meantime, we’re gonna have to leave it there whilst I attempt to calm down these two the best way I know how: milk and cookies! Sorry, santa, I’m not sharing. Can’t give cookies to anyone who live in cold place, the milk will make you colder. Oh, I can’t deny ppl cookies and milk! *gives cookies*

#identity #sanders sides #royal sides #gosh i'm paranoid #cookies

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hotsterfield · 7 years

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200 followers - Spider-Man

Word count: 1695

A/N: To celebrate hitting 200 followers, i stayed up kinda late, writing this! It’s really bad, but i really wanted to get something out tonight! Hopefully i can make it up to you in the weekend, but so far this is better than nothing. But again, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

It was just a normal Friday morning, but you could hardly get out of bed. Last night you had been so busy with your writing, that you completely forgot the time. You managed to get your story posted, and you had thought about going to bed, but then you started texting some of your friends overseas. To say the least, you didn’t get enough sleep, maybe about 5 hours.

You looked at your phone, to hit the snooze button, and as soon as the alarm was gone from the screen, you could see all the notifications from the night. Your Tumblr had completely blown up overnight. You suddenly felt much more awake, and you quickly checked the app, to see that you now had over 200 followers.

You couldn’t help but smile. 200 people! 200 people liked your writing! You didn’t even wait for the next alarm to go off, because right now you were more than awake. You simply could not wipe the smile of your face. You went through your daily morning routine, and for the first time every you were actually in good time. You didn’t see much of your parents that morning, but you never did in the morning.

As you walked into the school, you realized you were still in good time. This was new for you, since you almost always were late. You couldn’t help it, your bed was just too comfortable! As you walked towards your locker, your eyes spotted Ned and Peter. As you neared them, you saw their confused eyes.

“You’re early. And in a good mood” Ned said suspiciously. “Either you killed someone, or you didn’t go to bed yet” He continued, and you glared at him jokingly. “I’m just in a good mood, that’s all!” You smiled. Part of you wanted to tell them, because you were really excited about reaching 200 followers, but you also liked having the secret. You felt like you were living a secret life on Tumblr. Well that, and you had an idea that they wouldn’t exactly understand why you were spending your time writing about Spider-Man.

“Are you planning on killing someone? Because I’ve never seen you smile before noon. Well once, but you were eating. You’re not eating, it’s not even 8 yet, you have math now, a subject you hate. There’s something really strange going on, if you’re smiling before a math class” Peter continued, and you sighed.

“If you guys keep going like this, I might end up killing someone” The bell went off before they had a chance to answer, and you went into the class you hated, math.

***

“Y/n, spill it. Why are you so happy? Did you finally meet Spider-Man?” Michelle asked after math. She had noticed too. Michelle was one of your old friends. She was the reason you had transferred to Midtown a couple of years ago. You had known her for as long as you could remember.

“You know that tumblr blog I made a little while ago?” You asked her shyly. You were always shy when it came to these things. “Oh, the one you’ve been so busy for, that you haven’t done your math homework in the last few weeks? I remember” She smiled at you, rolling her eyes.

“Well. This morning, I kinda reached 200 followers” You said proudly as you neared the table, where the boys were already sitting. “Damn girl. You’re about to become a real author!” Now it was your turn to roll your eyes at her.

“You told Michelle? Why can Michelle know, when we can’t? That’s not fair! I want to know too!” Peter whined, and you laughed. “She had a blog where she writes stories, and she just got 200 followers” Michelle spilled, and playfully hit her. She wasn’t supposed to tell them that. You didn’t mind them knowing that part of it, but knowing Ned and especially Peter, you know that they would want to read it, and you were definitely not ready for that.

“That’s a lot!” Ned exclaimed. “Can I read it?” Peter quickly asked. “No! You can’t” You answered. “So, you post it online, but me. Your friend, can’t read it?” He challenged.

“I sent you guys a link to her blog. Sorry y/n, but it’s actually really good! I don’t get why you’re so shy about it” Michelle interrupted before you could answer Peter. You wanted to hide, this was so embarrassing.

“You write about Spider-Man?” Peter asked with a smirk on his face. You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks. “y-yeah. Why not write about a hero, when we actually got one?” You stuttered, and you bit your lip nervously.

“These are love stories! Dude! You totally got a crush on him!” Ned said, a little too loud for your liking. “No I don’t! I just. No. No… He’s just interesting, that’s all. There’s nothing else to write about” You looked down, trying to hide your red cheeks.

“Peter know Spider-Man!” Ned continued, making you look up at Peter. “Though the Stark internship!” Peter hurried to say.

“Don’t you dare show him this! I warn you Peter, I will kill you!” Your eyes were wide, but you were still half-heartedly joking. “Maybe he’ll find it by himself. I can’t promise he don’t know about this” Peter tried to send you a smirk, but he ended up blushing a bit too.

***

“Have you even looked into law school?” Your mom asked with a raised voice. You had vaguely mentioned something about wanted to be a writer, and both of your parents had gotten a bit mad. It was always like this. They said they would support you, no matter what, but they really just wanted you to go to law school, and then work for your father.

“Yes, and I don’t want that! You want that! That’s your dream, but this is my life! Shouldn’t I be the one choosing?!” You asked frustrated. You just wanted someone to actually support you in your dreams. Every time you hoped your parents would finally do it, but every time it ended in a fight.

“Not when we’re paying! I just don’t believe you would be able to get by being an author. If you become a lawyer, you’ll be sure of having a job!” It was always the same argument. The same reason to go to law school.

“But I want to be happy! I’m not going to be happy working in law!” This was always your response. This whole argument was getting kind of old to you. “You won’t know that, till you try! Why can’t you just give it a chance?!”

“Because I want to give writing a chance! Why can’t you let me do that?!” You were now yelling. This had destroyed your day completely. “Because you need to stop dreaming, and get realistic! You need to grow up, and take responsibility for your life!” Your mother slammed her hand against the table, and you knew you were both too angry to even speak for the rest of the night.

“Just forget it!” You yelled, as you walked towards your bedroom, and slammed the door. You took your sketch book and your pencil case, and climbed out the window, onto the fire escape. You leaned your back against the cold wall, letting out a frustrated sigh.

“You okay, there?” You heard a voice say next to you, and you let a little shriek as you looked to your left, to see the one and only Spider-Man. “I-i-i-i. eh. I-I’m fine” You stuttered, still not understanding that he was next to you.

“You don’t sound okay. I can take care of emotional problems too, you know? So what’s the matter?” He asked, as he sat down next to you, almost touching you.

“I. Well. I” You took a deep breath, and tried to calm down a little. “My parents want me to law school, and I don’t want to. I want to be a writer, but my mother don’t believe I can make it” You confessed, looking away from him. You felt foolish, he had better things to do, than listen to you.

“Of course you can! You’re good! I think you can do it!” You looked up at him in horror. Did he know? How could he possibly know who you were? “Yes, I know about you’re tumblr, and I’m really flattered. Especially the, what did you call it, smut?” You could feel you cheeks turning red. This was the most embarrassing thing to ever happen in your life.

“I’m going to kill Peter” You mumbled. You didn’t have time to react, before you felt your hands stick against the wall. You looked at the spandex wearing superhero, who were now in front of you.

“I can’t let you kill anyone” He said, as he slowly pulled his masked up slightly, reviling his mouth. “besides. There’s something else I really wanted to do. It’s kinda the reason I’m here” He said, as he slowly moved his head closer to yours. He lifted the mask completely off, and you stared right into the familiar brown eyes. “If it’s okay with you?” He spoke slowly, as you felt his breath on your skin.

You gave a little nod, before he put his lips on yours. You were hit by shock, and took some time to respond the kiss, but when you finally did, you could feel Peter smile. As he pulled away, the smile was still on your lips.

“I. How? You, Spider-Man? What?” You couldn’t form a complete sentence, and you felt more confused than ever. You had just kissed Spider-Man. The Spider-Man. Your secret crush, who somehow turned out to already be your friend, and who have read the stuff you wrote about him? You could might as well just jump of the fire escape right now, because thing’s couldn’t possibly get any more awkward.

“It’s a long story. And being honest, I kind of enjoyed us not talking” He smiled, as he moved closer to you once more, and you felt the heat rise in your cheeks once again.

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland fanfiction #spiderman imagine #spiderman x reader #spiderman #spider man #spider man imagine #peter parker imagine #peter parker x reader #peter parker

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rwbyremnants · 6 years

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THIS CHAPTER: [SPOILERS!!!] WhiteRose: blindfolds, gags, panty fetish, trampling, premature ejaculation, boot-licking, grinding. Strawberry Shortcake (Ruby/Weiss/Yang): anal teasing, breast fondling, double penetration Polynation (Ruby/Weiss/Blake/Yang): testicle fondling, teasing, anal fingering, prostate-prodding, clit play, pegging, double-penetration, daisy chain, triple orgasm, lap sex, cuddle puddle. [Includes some Enabler-ish hints, but not much]

NOTES: MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Wow, that was long. We never meant for it to get that long, either! But it was a hell of a lot of fun to write and just as much fun to go back and read through while editing (I know, as long as this was it seems like we never edited anything but I swear we did). By the way – there are YET MORE fics I need beta readers for! We’ve got a huge backlog of stuff that got written (instead of working on stuff that was already done) and now we could use a little help. Leave a comment if you’re willing to work on this. Just don’t forget, our fics tend to be pretty long, so I really need to know you’re ready to jump in headfirst and see it through to the end. Leave a comment below or send a message to the RWBYRemnants tumblr account if you’re interested. Thanks for reading and reviewing, especially to anyone who started reading this on Ffn and followed us over when they deleted the fic. You’re all great and it’s been a wild ride! See you around!

-NaughtyButWeiss (and BangaYang)

==Chapter 31 (FINALE)

The Emerald Forest.

That was where Team RWBY’s mission was – a mission that would last the weekend. They had to clear out enough Grimm so the area could still form a good initiation for first years. It had been gruelling work, but after the first exhausting day, they had crashed hard and finished it up the following day. Now, the herds of roving monsters were thinned enough that new Hunters and Huntresses wouldn’t find themselves overwhelmed too easily. Their mission also served as good practice for the more seasoned students, so it was a win-win as far as the Beacon administration was concerned.

After setting up camp, Ruby Rose had returned with more firewood, placing it down aside the logs they were using as benches. Yang was supposed to assist, but she filled in that blank when Weiss asked why she wasn’t.

"She said she had to 'let li’l ol' Remmie go'? I have no idea..."

"Who knows with that girl?" After saying it, Weiss flashed Ruby an embarrassed grin. "I mean, uh… I know she's your sister and everything, but honestly, there are days I wonder how she made it into Beacon, the way she acts."

Of course, Yang was part of what the Schnee heiress had been thinking about while minding the camp on her own. How their relationship dynamic worked, and how Ruby seemed to partly resent it. There was something she wanted to offer that might help them set aside the strife of the recent months, fully embrace their beautiful new future. Something that was only hers to give, and only Ruby should have it.

"With a lot of punching people in the face, I'll bet." Ruby chuckled, placing more scraps of wood onto the fire, before finally taking a seat down on the log. For saying this was a safe camping trip, there was one important element that she forgot.

"Crappity crap-crap… I forgot the marshmallows."

"Of course you did." Then she cleared her throat and moved herself slightly closer to her teammate. "Listen, Ruby... I was hoping I could talk to you. About, um, private things. While Blake is catnapping and Yang is off doing God knows what."

"Oh... Right. What's up?"

This something she slightly feared. If things were going to change, she wouldn't help but feel guilty about it. Yang was an important part of Weiss's life, as was Weiss to Yang. The idea of destroying that didn't sit well. But in the end, it had to be done.

"Well... you and I have been together for a long while now, haven't we? And there's something we haven't tried. You were expressing some... regret, about distance between us. It seems to me that there should be a few ways we can address that issue." Clearing her throat and sitting up at little straighter, she asked, "Can you think of any ways? I want us to discuss this."

"Any ways that we can… what, exactly?" she asked, shuffling a little closer to her. The girl wasn't exactly one to take a hint with such things. "On how to close the distance, you mean?"

"Hmm, maybe we should go into my tent." It wasn't the best place to shield them from prying eyes and ears, but would give them more privacy than the great outdoors. Standing, she strode toward the flap.

"Oh…" With a slight redness appearing back on her cheeks again, Ruby hurried herself into the tent, allowing Weiss to enter behind her. Indeed it wasn't the greatest of places, thanks to the dim light showing their shadows on the very thin fabric walls; but it was warm. And having the plush sleeping bags beneath them made it rather cosy.

"Good." Clearing her throat, Weiss settled herself crosslegged in front of Ruby before pulling a hand into her own lap, trapping it between both of hers. "So... I do have my own idea, but if you had anything else you wanted to do, I wouldn't be opposed. So in spirit of that, you first." Still holding hands, she sat up even straighter than usual and waited.

"U-um..." The redhead fumbled for a short moment, eyes darting back and forth over the floor as she sat in deep thought. What exactly did she want to try? And what exactly did Weiss mean? W as she speaking of their newfound feelings for one another, or their lack of sexual contact? Knowing Weiss, and how much she enjoyed such a thing, she assumed the latter. But what did she want to try when she had already done as much as she could think of.

"...Maybe the blindfold again? That was pretty fun. Same with being tied up but, well, we didn't bring any rope."

"Oh? OH!" Then Weiss smiled, squeezing Ruby's hand. "That wasn't what I meant, but... good to know. Yes, something to try again. Now I'll go." Scooting forward a bit more, she whispered, "I'd like for you to take me."

E ven though the girl had assumed sexual favours in the previous sentence, now she was oblivious. "Take you where? To dinner?"

Sighing, Weiss couldn't help but laugh. Ruby's obliviousness, her wide-eyed innocence of the world around her but her resilience and willingness to push through it, was part of the reason she loved her, after all. "I mean… take me . As a woman is taken by a man. With your man-thingy."

"Oh..." Then she found herself blushing intensely once again. The idea of taking Weiss once again certainly wasn't something to frown upon or argue against. It was a privilege. Especially as she half expected Weiss to get revenge on her after their particularly risky encounter when they both were packing.

"You want that? Are you ready for it again?"

"Well, I've already taken you that way, and you've taken me… when I had what you have now," she hedged, cheeks reddening and her other cheeks clenching tightly at the memory. Then she shrugged it off. "I just want you to know my original anatomy, that's all. Plus, you felt so good back there that I can only imagine how much better it will be here, right?" To punctuate her last words, she pressed their hands a bit more firmly against her own lap.

Already Ruby's cheeks were beginning to redden even more, and as she shifted her hips very slightly, it was becoming rather obvious that the redhead was struggling to keep said part down. But as she looked toward the direction of Blake's tent, she couldn't help but worriedly whisper, "Blake will hear us..."

"No, she won't!" Of course, that was a lie and they both knew it; she literally had two sets of ears. "Well... we could just be really quiet. Or we don't have to do it here if you're not in the mood, I completely understand; we’re in the middle of the forest! What a silly idea…"

"No no, it’s not!! It's just that…" As she looked toward where Blake was again, and then back to her lover, her spare hand went to her cheek, caressing it softly. "I'm in a… submissive kinda mood tonight. So um…"

Nodding, Weiss took that in. They could certainly do things that would put Ruby on the bottom, even though she was currently the one with the potential erection . "Well... I don't know, do you want me to walk on you or something?"

Though her cheeks lit up red more violently at such a suggestion, she found herself reaching up to her hood, pulling it over her face to cover her blush. But that certainly didn't hide the ever-growing erection. She was already turned on by the chance of getting closer to her not-so-secret crush, and now she was offering to try unusual things with her? "I-I dunno about that… um, while Blake is so close..."

The reaction surprised Weiss. Her suggestion had been the first thing that came to mind when Ruby said she was in a submissive state of mind; a throwaway joke, not a serious option. Was she actually interested?

"Well... how about we try it, but we put the gag in your mouth?" Before Ruby could respond, she flinched and followed up with, "For the noise! N-normally, I love hearing you while we're enjoying each other's company, but if you're worried about disturbing Blake..."

"I-um..." Only just drawing her head back out from beneath the hood again, she questioned what Weiss was suggesting a moment. To actually step on her? Wouldn't that hurt? But the idea was becoming more and more devilishly attractive, especially with the prospect of Weiss gagging and blindfolding her. That was about as submissive as she could get; besides, she had enjoyed that immensely before.

"Okay. J-just to try it, I guess."

"Yeah, of course." Head swimming and pulse already skyrocketing, Weiss stood as if she was going to start stepping on Ruby right away, then sank back to her knees sheepishly. "We... have to do the blindfolding and gagging first, don't we? I'm new at this. You were already all trussed up for me last time. "

Then she glanced around for something to put in Ruby's mouth. Neither of them had prepared for that eventuality. Of course, they had an actual sleep mask to place over Ruby's eyes, but the gag Yang and Blake had used on her was back at the dorm. No matter; neither of them would be dashing off to a shop at this late hour, especially while they were in the middle of nowhere.

"I have an idea. Even though it might be a bit weird..." Ruby began, already reaching to fetch the mask and beginning to place it over her eyes. Clearly to help hide her blush. "If maybe… we use your bra or your panties?"

Eyes flying wide, Weiss stared at Ruby for a long moment. That was intensely intimate. Especially given that she had been wearing them since the morning; if it had been clean underwear, she likely wouldn't have even thought anything of using them.

"W-well… I'm not wearing a bra today, since we're out in the woods, and... well... I don't really need one every day." Admitting she was practically flat except for some slight mosquito bites was difficult for her. But she shook off her melancholy at the size of her chest and pushed ahead. "But would you really want to p-put my panties in your mouth?"

Once she completely blindfolded herself, she looked to Weiss's direction, before slowly laying herself back onto the sleeping bags below, allowing herself to get comfortable. This way, Weiss had all the power. To undress her, if needed be, or to tease her. But when Weiss mentioned her underwear once more, she nervously smiled.

"Well… I have had what it's holding in my mouth before… So no biggie, right?"

"Right!" Weiss laughed self-consciously as she stood to remove them, slipping them down her thighs from under her nightgown. Then she got to the tops of her boots and asked, "Oh... boots on or off? As I said, this is uncharted territory."

Anyone who didn't want much pain would have replied with "off" straight away, but Ruby did not. What would cause the most pleasure? Perhaps the soft skin of a foot, or maybe the flat surface of a shoe sole? Hard and unyielding…

And that's what made her decide: "Keep them on."

Why did Weiss feel her sex heating up when Ruby said that? Immediately, like a switch being flipped. That might hurt... and Ruby wanted to be hurt? She'd seen glimpses of this urge in some of their other play, but this was a whole new facet to her partner's desires. Swallowing, she finished taking off her panties and knelt next to Ruby, half to gag her and half because she couldn't remain standing at that moment.

"Very well," she whispered quietly as she bent over her lover's mouth. "But first..."

Then she took it passionately, lips kneading other lips and breath hot on her cheek. Her partner eagerly kissed her back, hands reaching up to run through her thick silver hair. This time, she would do as Blake advised, and wait until the moment was right before tongue. And so for a moment longer, she continued to knead her lips against her lover's, finding her legs beginning to part as she did so.

And her pyjama bottoms were doing the opposite of hiding her obvious arousal.

So it happened that this time, Weiss was the first to use her tongue a few moments later, sliding it over Ruby's bottom lip and then over the seam between the two. Somehow, knowing that there would be something in the way of kissing her love for the next few minutes made the act all the sweeter, more urgent.

As she did so, her hip moved to one side... and pressed gently against the erection in Ruby's pants. It wasn't intentional, but it did make her shiver when she found it there.

"Mmm..." There was a gentle moan into the kiss, as Ruby found her tongue brushing out against Weiss's more urgently. There was more to their kisses now. This wasn't just sex anymore, it was love. A love which Weiss shared, and wanted to give. A love that may be hers alone.

And as Weiss pushed herself closer against the erection beneath, Ruby moaned once again, finding her hand grasping the hair more urgently. Now Weiss was moaning at the light pain upon her scalp, partly hating it, partly wanting it to continue as their tongues entwined. But she could not allow that to continue, or they would simply keep going until one of them finished.

"Alright," she panted as she pulled back, raising her undergarment to rest just on one side of Ruby's neck. "S-so... if you're not able to talk, you have to promise me you'll, um, give me some kind of signal like last time if you've had enough. Does that sound agreeable?"

"Shall I snap my fingers?" she asked, demonstrating as she drew her hands out of Weiss's hair. Of course, the obnoxious snapping of fingers could possibly wake the sleeping girl next door. A factor she didn't realise.

"No!" Weiss hissed, only grabbing her hand to stop her after the first snap. They both tensed for a second before she sighed and whispered, "Only if you can't stop me more quietly! Honestly, Ruby!" Then she brought up the panties and began to brush them lazily up and down her partner's cheek. "Now... where were we?"

"Heh, right…" Looking to the direction of where Weiss held the panties again, she began to take in a deep breath. Both to prepare for what was about to take place, and to get used to the scent beforehand. The rather sweet smell she had grown to love. "Okay... Ready."

Finally, she opened her mouth, bracing herself. Just how far was the girl willing to go? How far did she want them to go? Determinedly, Weiss took the garment in hand and turned it inside-out before wadding it up very carefully, making sure a very specific area was always facing out. Then she took Ruby's chin between her thumb and forefinger and drew it down even further.

"We're about to find out how much of this will fit in there."

Then she began to ease the thin fabric between her parted lips. There was another shaky sigh as Ruby opened her mouth wider, beginning to feel the fabric enter her mouth. And when her tongue came into contact with the material, there was a moan against it. Weiss had indeed made sure that the area that was touching her was the one that would come into contact with her taste buds. It was glorious.

Sighing in satisfaction, Weiss pushed until about two thirds of the garment was in Ruby's mouth; then she felt stronger resistance and stopped. No sense in hurting her partner or making it hard for her to breathe.

"Okay," she sighed as she sat back and pet Ruby's cheek and neck. "That alright? Nod if it is."

Nodding, she laid her head back, biting firmly down onto the garment and resting her tongue against it. All she could do was await her fate.

"Good girl." For some reason, the phrase had come naturally; Ruby being blindfolded and gagged almost made her into some kind of subservient beast. Shaking that thought off, she rose and stepped back. In a slightly louder whisper, she asked, "Can you still hear me?"

There was another nod, and a shuffle of her hips as she attempted to show off her arousal again. She was far too ready for this. Now there was no way for Weiss to ignore the tenting of Ruby's pyjama pants, of course; it was right out there for God and everyone to see. But she wouldn't start there. Smiling coyly, she raised one leg and rested it very gently on the hip below her.

"Or are you a good girl? Maybe you aren't. Maybe you've been very, very naughty."

There was a muffled groaning at that comment, and Ruby shrug ged her shoulders nervously. First it was swearing, now it was being talked to as if she were being told off; all things she seemed to like. What was wrong with her?!

"So you agree?" Seeing that Ruby had responded favourably to that sort of talk, Weiss decided to keep it up - but she wouldn't take that too far. Ruby was too sweet to be overly mean to, after all. "Naughty little girl, with her naughty little boy." Then the sole of the boot turned aside to press very gently against the head of Ruby's arousal.

"Hnnnn!" Another muffled groan sounded out, making her throw her head back in pleasure. Even just a little pressure against her felt a little uncomfortable, but definitely wasn’t making her erection go down. If this kept up, she would finish far before taking Weiss.

"Ooh!" Weiss hissed, surprised at the reaction. As her boot moved further up to rest on Ruby's stomach, she said, "If I didn't know any better, I might think this is the real way to get you in the mood… do you like to be deprived of your senses and then walked on?"

Nodding once again, Ruby attempted to look in her direction. She was enjoying this a lot, but if only her hands were tied also. Yang and Blake had really done a number on her, giving her all these strange appetites!

Weiss nearly lost her balance at the admission. She had been trying to wind Ruby up, to make her more and more frustrated... but instead, she was openly admitting her enjoyment. Raising her leg even more, she leaned her weight slightly against a tender breast, waiting to see if it hurt too much, if Ruby would finally protest this treatment.

"Mmmhmm!!" This time, it was a more pained groaning; one that caused her breath to hike up. As did the added pressure to her chest. She wouldn't be able to put up with that for long, and so to protest, she quickly grasped her ankle.

When she felt the hand on her boot, Weiss drew back, trailing it without any true pressure all the way down to her hip, then down the adjoining leg. "You know, I'm well-trained in gymnastics. Years and years of practice. Do you know what that means?"

"Hmm???" Another noise from behind the gag. She had a slight fear of what the answer would be.

But the heiress did not answer with words. Instead, she merely alighted onto Ruby's body, one foot on either hip and her hands at her own, staring down at Ruby's face. Her innate balance born from years of practice kept her from wobbling even the barest inch as she stood there, boots pressing down just a few inches shy of the erect sex beneath the pink pyjamas.

"HMMMM!" She groaned yet again, able to feel the full weight of her just by her hips. That was far more than she was prepared for, but it wasn’t quite as bad as having her tit stood upon.

"What's that?" Weiss asked as she began to stride down one of her legs, making sure to skip over the potentially-harmful knee. Every step was in perfect balance, compensating for each shift of Ruby's leg beneath her. "You like this just as much as anything else we've done? Why, Ruby, you're so bad!"

This time, the girl shook her head. It was good, most definitely, but defying her master could possibly bring a result she'd crave. Especially if she struggled against her hands, trying to lift her a little to ease her weight.

Spinning with a flourish, she balanced again just in time to catch the tail end of Ruby's head-shaking. "Oh? Didn't like that?" Then she reached back with one leg, still perfectly balanced with both arms out to the side, and prodded Ruby's bare sole with the toe of her boot. "Why not? Oh, that's right - you can't answer at the moment. Too much of me in your mouth."

"HMM!" Right away, there was another groan against the panties in her mouth, finding her tongue resting against it once more. All the while, it was bringing further and further heat to her already erect length.

By now she was a ticking time bomb. The signs were all there; the slight thrusting of Ruby's hips upward, how hard she was breathing through her nose. The flexing of the muscles in her legs that made Weiss rise up and down. She was being driven wild by every action. Taking a single step forward, she rested that boot directly between Ruby's legs, then planted the other on the outside.

"We really have found your weakness," she breathed as she pushed the boot up and up, parting the thighs with pressure until the tip was resting against Ruby's rear end comfortably.

"HMM! MMM!!!" Groaning once more, she found herself thrusting against the boot right by her sex again. The pressure was building, she really was about to go!

Indeed, Weiss's other foot was holding steady against Ruby's arousal, watching as she was thrust against continuously. This was very stimulating to watch, and she was tempted to lower a hand to press into herself through the nightgown... how would Ruby even know it was happening with the blindfold on? Chastising herself for losing focus, she used the edge of her boot sole to tug the very top of her partner's waistband down until the glistening head was revealed.

"Look how red it is," she breathed as she continued to step on the shaft again, shifting her weight from side to side slightly. "As red as your weapon. Your other weapon, I mean."

"HMMMNNNNN!!!"

She couldn't hold back any longer. Thanks to the constant pressure on her shaft, and the loss of two of her senses, she found herself quivering uncontrollably. The shaft throbbed, shooting white hot seed all over her pyjama top, a couple of spots even managing to land on her chin. Right away, her hands went to cover her face instead, trying to hide her shame.

Hearing the whimper, Weiss immediately dropped her act and said, "No, no, Ruby, it's okay! You're fine! I... wow, that was really..." Clearing her throat, she moved the boot aside to rest on her hip. "Let's just say I found watching that to be very, very entertaining."

"Hmm..." She groaned once again, trying to look down to her pyjama top. She could feel something rather cold against it, and could only assume that was where her fluid had landed. All over the Grimm design's face! Finding her breathing becoming heavier, she reached up for the panties, having to draw them out of her mouth to allow her to regain her breath.

Which was the same moment Weiss noticed the tiny spot of moisture on the very tip of her boot, glistening in the low light from the moon overhead, filtering through the tiny sunroof. Not all of Ruby's climax had splashed onto herself, it seemed. Maybe they weren't done playing after all. Raising her leg, she positioned it so the spot was directly in front of Ruby's lips.

"If you clean my boot off," she breathed nervously, "I'll take care of the rest. I promise."

"Clean what off your-"

But as soon as she lifted the blindfold, she gazed at the tiny amount of fluid on her shoe. So she had came quite hard this round. Without arguing, her tongue slid out of her mouth, pressing into the material as she licked the salty, sharp fluid away, eyes clenching shut at the taste.

A quiet breath of pure arousal spilled from Weiss's mouth as she watched Ruby taste herself, debasing herself by putting her mouth on the boots. It felt as if it was too far, even though she was incredibly satisfied by seeing it. Once she was finished, she stepped back and reached down to take off the boots.

"We're done with these, okay? No more. I... I just want to work on you now, make you happy."

"Okay... Just, um..." Looking down at the amount of her seed all over her top, Ruby found herself disgusted at herself. How could she do that to her favourite top? "Can I take this off first? I'm still wearing my bra underneath."

"Here, I can do that." Kneeling next to her friend, she carefully pulled the neck of the shirt upward until it cleared the top of Ruby's head, leaving no remnants on the girl herself. "There," she whispered as she finished removing it and turned it inside-out, to hide the evidence. "We'll get this in the wash the minute we get back to Beacon. Might be fine."

"I hope so... I love those PJ's." Of course, beneath the PJ's, she had made sure to wear the same black lace bra; the one she wore back when she took Weiss with the strap on. She'd always known that she liked that particular bra.

And Weiss did notice, smiling slightly when she spotted it. "Thank goodness it didn't get on that or I'd have been truly upset." Then she bent down to kiss the center of Ruby's chest very softly, lovingly, before raising up to smile down at her. "Oh, we missed that."

Then she bent in and ran her tongue over her cheek, lapping up a tiny spot of moisture that had not been snagged by the shirt on its way off. Sighing contentedly, she leant against Weiss's tongue as she pressed into her, reaching her hands up into Weiss's hair again, grasping it softly as she attempted to control her breathing once again. How could someone who was so stern turn around and be so soft and loving?

Giggling at the soft hand in her hair, Weiss began to crawl backward as her lips pushed into the side of Ruby's neck, then trailed down the center of her chest. By the time she got to the flat expanse of stomach, her final goal should have been abundantly clear. And so quickly after she'd finished!

"Weiss, are you sure it'll… wake up? That quickly?" It was already beginning to, but was still rather red. It was mainly so she wouldn't disappoint Weiss that she asked.

"Relax," Weiss told her softly. "I'm just cleaning up the mess we made, that's all. And if you happen to... wake up in the process…" With that, she and her tongue began to clean the skin of Ruby's lower abdomen, savouring the sharp and bitter tang of her seed. The semisoft length could wait until she was done there.

All that followed was a shaky sigh. The sight was something to truly behold, the heiress of the Schnee Dust Company, was right there, licking her seed off her stomach. And the best part was, she was hers. All hers.

"Weiss..." She groaned, watching intently as she was cleaned.

On the tail end of that word, a pale hand pulled the pyjama pants down as she surged downward and took the entirety of Ruby into her mouth, swirling her tongue around her and drawing all of the remaining essence inward, sighing at the enjoyable weight and softness. She didn't mind this in the slightest; it was merely another expression of love.

"AH! WEISS!" She couldn't help but call out, very quickly slapping a hand over her mouth to keep herself quiet again. Already she could feel her sex hardening again thanks to Weiss's talented tongue, her warm wet mouth. Was it even possible for her to be ready again so quickly without having taken some of Blake’s concoction?

And Weiss didn’t seem like she had any intentions of slowing down. In fact… maybe they were headed for a round two, after all.

Meanwhile, Yang Xiao Long was finally heading back to the camp, carrying an empty backpack over her shoulder and a small grin on her face. One that grew even bigger when she opened the flap to her and Blake's tent, and flung herself down against her sleeping bag next to her battle partner. Who was currently deep into a new book.

"Hey good-lookin', what's cookin'?"

Rolling her amber eyes, Blake Belladonna glanced over at Yang, holding her thumb between the pages. "Not much. Where did you run off to, again? You left without telling anybody what you were going to do. Who are you, me?"

"Ouch… go easier on yourself, Belladonna," she chuckled i n response, throwing the empty pack to one side and smiling contently as she laid back. "Little Remmie is free. Was kinda sad to see him go, actually."

"Yeah, I know you were," the Faunus sighed, reaching over to caress her lover's cheek. "But we couldn't keep him forever. You know that." Privately, she was glad to be rid of the Grimm; it had never made her feel comfortable having an evil creature in their dorm. Even if it was such a tiny one. Then she curled up against her side, smiling demurely up at her partner. "So, now that you're back... what should we do? Go to sleep, or...?"

Nodding in agreement, Yang right away began to snuggle up to her partner, giving a quick kiss on the top of her head a moment. "Hmm… we could. Or we could cuddle for a little while. I guess maybe not do anything too rash, considering Weiss and Ruby are right over-"

And yet, as soon as she said those words, there was another cry of pleasure, immediately muffled halfway through. Of course, Blake had a sneaking suspicion of what that could be - her hearing was more acute than her partner's. To Yang, of course, it would have simply sounded like any old outcry. But she decided to play along, for the sake of her teammates.

"What do you think that was?"

Yang didn't respond, only listened out for any further sounds. Beyond her control, she found her head leaning more toward the wall closest to the other tent as she attempted to listen out again.

And she heard a slightly quieter voice of Ruby: "Okay, okay, I think he's ready, just- AH! L-Let me... AH!"

Shaking her head, Yang muttered, "Those sneaky little..."

"What?" Blake asked, her voice the picture of blissful ignorance. She wasn't willing to be that obvious about what her friends were doing nearby. "What is it, Yang?"

"You don't hear them?!" she asked, listening out once more as the noises continued. This time, that of Weiss giggling teasingly. But when she looked back to her partner's face, she saw the rather ignorant look on her face. Or more like fake ignorance. "You knew, didn't you?"

"I'm sure I have no idea what you're babbling about," the Faunus said… but this time, there was a coy smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "And if I did, would it really be right for me to sit here, gossiping about whatever's going on in the neighbouring tent? I have an unfair advantage."

"How long have they been doing that?" she asked, more out of curiosity than any spite.

Finally giving up, Blake set her book aside, slipping a ribbon between the pages. "Maybe ten minutes? Unless they were really quiet before that. Why?"

Eyes still staring toward the wall closest to the girls, she remembered back to her and Weiss's last time – without Blake also present, that is. When Weiss had suggested the three of them try having a little “group fun” again sometime. She’d been a little skittish after seeing Ruby’s pictures, but the shock of that was starting to wear off now; after all, just having seen pictures didn’t really mean anything. And if she didn’t face Ruby in a sexual situation sooner or later, it would probably turn into a bigger deal than it was in her brain. Perhaps this would be the perfect time to join in, if the two were in a position to do so.

"I think I might sneak in there..."

"Sneak in there… and what?" Blake suspected she knew "what", but refused to make any assumptions in this area. That way, maybe she could delay the unpleasant sensation of jealousy for as long as possible. Her face was intentionally kept blank of any expression as she watched Yang with interest.

"You know… Show them what happens when you do that in the company of friends. I mean, at least without keeping their voices down." She smirked, getting back to her feet again as she made her way out the door, but not before saying, "Don't worry, I'll give you a lot more love when I get back . Count on it. "

"Oh, I expect you to keep that promise, " Blake told her with a wink.

But the minute Yang had exited the tent, the raven-haired shadow lapsed into contemplative silence, hand on her book. What should she do? More importantly, she'd had some plans for the two of them tonight - including the contents of a backpack she had off to one side - but perhaps those plans would have to be abandoned.

Or would they?

"Oh, Ruby," Weiss moaned as she rubbed her wetness right up against Ruby's raw length. The nightgown lay discarded in a corner of the tent, and cool air caressed the heiress’s back as warmth radiated from underneath her. "H-how did you get this hard again so soon? I thought I'd have more time to play!"

There were continuous small moans from Ruby below, as she couldn't help but begin to move her hips up against Weiss's wetness over and over. It simply felt too good! Far too good. Especially with the blindfold back on again, so she had nothing but feeling.

"Kiss me," Ruby begged, placing both hands on her shoulders to try and pull her back down again. "Show me h-how much you love me."

"Yes," Weiss breathed, leaning in to press her lips hard against another set, moaning into the contact. Where their sexes met felt as if it were on fire - and they had not yet united them! What would it be like when they finally joined together? Probably beyond her current understanding… but she wanted to try. As much as she wanted to show Ruby the depths of her affections with their current reckless kiss.

Perhaps they wouldn't need to wait. Perhaps they could both kiss and have sex at the same time. At least, Ruby thought so. How incredible would it be to make love whilst their lips were locked in such a dance ? So drawing her hips back, she attempted to find her way in, shuffling her hips side to side to feel around, until finally she felt it. The small, wet entrance r eady for her to take. G rasping onto Weiss's back, locking their tongues together, she thrust her hips slowly upward, moaning into the kiss.

A whimper of pure need mixed with a dash of surprise shot out of Weiss and into Ruby as she was taken from below, rolling her own hips down to help her other half finish the action. This was really it; they were doing this! Her hands gripped Ruby's shoulders tightly as she allowed the length to slowly pass into her own body, deeper and deeper. Each thrust began to make Ruby growl, making her quickly grasp her lover’s shoulders and leave light scratches over them, as she continued their heated kiss.

All of which was witnessed by Yang. When she opened the tent flap, she managed to catch the two caressing and kissing over and over. Along with the slow movements. It was very unlike Weiss; usually she would go hard and fast. This was far more than sex. This was making love. This was true love.

In that moment, she began to question where she stood. Was it now fair of her to intrude? They had only discussed the three of them having a little fun again , and this didn’t much feel like the situation that would lead to that. Perhaps it would be. But so focused were Weiss and Ruby on the task at hand that neither realised Yang had entered - heard the tent flap rustling, yes, but attributed the sound to the wind, or wild animals. They only had eyes for each other.

"Yeah," Weiss breathed as their kiss broke, though her mouth was still pressed up against Ruby's, panting and striving for more. "It's so good, s-so much! It feels fantastic!"

Yang couldn’t help it; with that pert, pampered little rear bobbing up and down, the sight was too inviting. And they could always chase her off if she wasn’t welcome just now.

"It's about to feel even more fantastic ," she finally piped up, scooting herself just behind Weiss and placing one hand on the heiress's hip. Right away, the heiress's eyes flew open, as she looked over her shoulder with a flushed red face. But it was Ruby who spoke first.

"Y-YANG?! What are you doing?!"

"Yes, Yang!" Weiss gasped out in sheer dismay, eyes wide as she looked back at the blonde bruiser. This was a very exposed position for her to be in! "What are you doing?! We're kind of in the middle of something here!"

"Oh, I know. Exactly why I've come in to join you." Already the blonde was smirking as she lowered her pyjama shorts, looking in Weiss's direction as her own length was revealed out of them; already at full attention, or nearly so. "You see, Ice Queen, I remember us mentioning this camping trip as a good time for us three to try this dynamic out again. And seeing as you two started without me, I thought I'd come jump in when you're… in position."

"Oh. Right." Gulping, Weiss looked back and forth between Ruby's masked eyes and Yang's growing erection. "I d-did say that. I… but I was kind of thinking..." Should she finish that thought? Normally, she would have no qualms about telling Yang that what she wanted was irrelevant. However, in this situation it would probably be extremely hurtful. "But I don't know… Ruby? Do you mind an, um, extra participant?"

Even with her eyes covered, it seemed the redhead was somewhat worried about the situation. They hadn't done this together in at least a month now – a week since they did things with the added safety of that box’s walls in place to block their views of each other. And things were going so well! Did that mean Weiss still wanted to be with Yang after this? But as usual, the leader put her partner first, swallowing and catching her breath.

"I-it's your choice. Do you want to?"

"I think the better question is, can she handle it?" the blonde bruiser asked, beginning to stroke her length as she felt it ever stiffening. However, leaning closer to the heiress, she whispered to her softly, "Don't worry… if you really want to be with Ruby more, this can be a sendoff."

The exact meaning escaped her, but Weiss made a special effort to commit that word to memory: "sendoff". Maybe Yang was a little more perceptive than she looked. After things were over, they would have to have a long talk.

"Wh-what are you asking if I can handle?" she whispered, feeling something warm pushing up against her ass cheek. Was that a hand, or… something bigger? "Because if it's what I think you mean, then none of us have ever tried that . Is that even safe?!"

"Go on, Weissy; what are you thinking I'm gonna do?" she asked. Although it was more than obvious when she pushed her hips right against her rear, managing to slide the rock hardness between her cheeks and grinding against the hole there.

"HAH!" Weiss burst out. "You are! You w-want to take me at the same time?! B-but what if- and Ruby's down there, and that's gonna stretch out my- have you no shame?!"

However... she couldn't deny the thought intrigued her. Both Ruby and Yang, deep in one of her openings apiece. Penetrating through to her core, assaulting her insides - and both with real sexes, nothing fabricated. It was hot enough with one of them in her mouth; what if they were both entering her nethers? Th ose possessive feelings of having both sisters to herself were resurfacing, playing havoc with her mind. Could she handle this one more time, even if it turned out to be the last time?

However, Yang drew herself away for a moment. One thing she had brought with her for this task was the lubricant. Squeezing a large helping of it onto her sex, she tilted her head around to look at them both, and spotted Ruby with the blindfold. "She can't see me, and I don't really see her much from back here. No harm done, right? And as for your butt… well, we both know this isn’t your first time with that."

And that's what made Ruby begin to think. The last time they worked together to take her was fun. Very fun indeed. Perhaps this would be the same, even if it wasn't making love like she set out to do. Swallowing again, she tried to place her hand on Weiss's cheek, but ended up on her neck.

"I'm fine with it if you want to."

Weiss couldn't believe what she was hearing from Ruby. And yet, they had done this before; not this specific act, but doing things with all three of them in the room had already been tried twice. Not to mention how much she really seemed to love having things put where the sun doesn't shine, much to her own consternation.

"W-well... I suppose we could try it. But if I say I can't handle it – or really, if either of us does , I expect you to pull out and finish yourself off, Xiao Long! Is that understood?!"

Performing a quick salute, Yang grinned eagerly. "You're the boss."

She then set to work. First thing was first, to get her ready for such a task. Right away, she began to put a generous amount on her fingers, sliding them between Weiss's cheeks and brushing them against that particular muscle. All the while, she was being careful not to touch the sex that was buried within Weiss's own; it was closeby, but easy enough to avoid.

Which Ruby teased just as much with, as she gave a quick thrust. There was a cry from the heiress as she tried to keep perfectly still, to not disturb the precarious balance that kept this activity pleasurable and not painful. And so far, this was very pleasurable! How could this be so satisfying when it was so wrong? She needed to reclaim control somehow.

"I h-haaAAAave a request!"

"Hmm?" Yang asked, leaving a finger right on the tight muscle as she leant over. "What's up?"

"I want..." Swallowing, she turned her head and pushed her mouth up against Yang's ear. There was no sense making Ruby hear what she was about to ask. "I want you to take off your top," she whispered very quietly. "So I can f-feel you against my back."

“Huh?” Ruby asked from below. Seemed she hadn’t heard.

"Why stop there?" Yang murmured, offering a quick gaze at Ruby's direction. There was no way she'd be able to see. Not for a while. "I might as well go full-on naked. You know, so you can feel all of me against you..." She punctuated by using her spare hand to run over her stomach, slowly upward and resting on her breast a moment. And then she teasingly whispered, "Hmm... Gonna miss these little treats..."

Weiss had to admit that her “treats” would miss Yang's treatment. Not out loud, of course. But the blonde wasn't the only one who could be a cruel tease, and should have known better than to keep ramping things up like this, driving her wild only to pull her hand away, as she knew would happen when she went to take off her clothes.

So with a wicked little smirk, she arched her back slightly, forcing the back of Yang's hand to bump her sister's bra. And Ruby did let out a little breathy moan from the contact, not really knowing where it was coming from.

"W-whoa- hey!" Right away, she drew her hand off Weiss's breast. "Alright, alright. So that's how you wanna play? Well, might as well get ready."

And then she pressed herself right against Weiss's rear end, opening her cheeks with one of her hands to get a better view for a moment. Now that it was wettened with lubricant, she'd be able to slide in far easier. She had to admit, if she didn’t think about whose dick it was filling her elsewhere, the entire view was pretty nice. But she cut off those thoughts before they went too far. "Well, Ice Queen? You ready for me?"

Knowing this was her last moment of having the upper-hand with the blonde before she was completely at her mercy, she flexed her hind muscles, making sure the tiny opening moved in the doing. Putting on a little show for her teammate. "As I'll ever be. The real question is, are you?"

Whilst that question was being asked, Yang had pulled off her shirt, playfully placing it over the heiress's head to tease her. And then came her shorts, which she threw aside.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Get ready to be Yanged. "

Very gradually, she went to adjust her sex, moving it to properly align with her opening. And that's when she began to push herself inward, slowly.

"Oh... OH GOD!" Weiss cried out, eyes screwing tightly shut as she felt herself being entered. While she was still wrapped around Ruby. It was impossible - they wouldn't both fit at once, nobody could handle that! And yet there she was, opening ever so slowly to the second cock to start poking around her nether regions in that evening. In a way, it was glorious. In another way, it was terrifying.

As she weathered this, she watched Ruby, still sweating and blissfully ignorant of how everything looked above her. It really seemed to be enough that Weiss was still with her. Reaching up as carefully as she could without falling over, her fingers twined in Ruby's short hair and tugged very slightly, just enough to let her know she was there and had not forgotten her role in this event.

And with such a gentle touch, the slight pain that could have been worse but wasn’t, Ruby allowed herself to moan softly. Allowing for her to get comfortable having two invasions at once, she remained perfectly still, nuzzling against the hand. "I won't move till you say, okay?"

But as Yang entered more and more, Ruby herself could feel it from within. That was a surprise; she didn’t think about being able to feel Yang’s dick. The slight pressure it added around her sex. After all, the other times they had taken her from opposite ends, they never had to worry about anything like that. Even the most recent time, when they were both endowed. This was almost like Weiss suddenly got a lot tighter, or was stroking her with her hand even while they were joined. It was a small amount, but enough to heighten the experience. How on earth did it feel to the heiress?

The only way to describe how it felt to Weiss was "insane". She could literally feel Ruby and Yang pushing up against each other through her inner wall - and this was just with the tip inside! Inwardly, she told herself in a stern voice to relax her muscles, to let this happen instead of fighting it - though her body's natural reaction was to fight.

Moaning and panting, Weiss twitched her hips from side to side the barest amount, testing the sensation it brought to her. It was too much; moving like that bordered on enough to make her lose consciousness, so she resolved to let Yang and Ruby do the work from now on.

"J-just hang on to Ruby," Yang suggested. Not only would it put Weiss in an easier position for this to be possible, but she was hoping it would also assist with comforting her, helping her relax, keeping her from being overwhelmed. The last thing she wanted to do was knock the poor girl out.

And right away, Ruby reached up to fumble her hands onto the heiress's back, rubbing it sensually as she felt Yang push even further inside. More moans that were only just on this side of pleasurable rather than painful. Would there be anything left of Weiss’s body once they were through with it? She hoped so... even if only so she could feel like this again someday.

T hen Yang was reaching new depths with her hot, throbbing length, warring against Ruby for who got to take up the most space inside of her. And she wanted them to both fill her up completely. Never had she felt so completely filled in her entire life.

“Ooh,” Yang breathed suddenly – when she felt Ruby’s hands brush her nipples. The hands shot further down immediately, but she still had to pause to recover from the moment.

“S-sorry,” Ruby panted wetly.

“N-nah, it’s fine. Just… watch that from now on, I guess.”

Squirming beneath her two teammates, Ruby tried for a small smile. “Yeah. I… they’re soft...”

If she knew Yang at all, Weiss knew she was probably blushing by now. But they were all about to be distracted from that whole situation.

F inally, Weiss could feel Yang's hips pressed against her backside. That was it, she was entirely around them. Two cocks . Two real cocks of her two lovers were inside her two openings. Both able to feel one another, both letting out a sigh in pleasure.

"How ya holdin up?" Yang asked her between breaths.

All Weiss could do was pant and nod slightly. Her brain wanted her to say something snarky, like ‘How do your balls feel up against Ruby’s ?’ , but the words wouldn't come out. She didn't have the mental capacity to speak anymore, not with so many sensitive nerve endings being pushed to their maximum tolerance.

"Ruby? I think you should move first." Yang leant over to look at her, thankfully still blindfolded. To see such a compromising position may make things awkward for the two. But the younger sister nodded, holding on to Weiss tightly as she began to pull out very slightly, and then thrust back in. Each time slow, but getting further out before reentry.

How could it be so different, simply from the presence of another arousal in her body? Yet it was; Ruby had less room to work with in there, she was severely tighter. Moans fell from her so much more freely than ever before, and she found herself simply calling out in ecstasy and hanging on for dear life.

And Ruby began to moan out also, able to feel the firm pressure against her length as she began to thrust. It did indeed make her tighter, and the pressure was all to her underside. It was heaven. But the moan fell forth a little louder when Yang also began to move, very slowly pulling backward, further and further, until pushing back in again. That rolling pressure of another dick alongside her own, even through Weiss’s flesh, made everything that much better.

After a short while, Ruby let out a breathy laugh. “I… I can feel your balls hitting m-my dick...”

“Shit!” Yang grunted, holding still for a second. “Man, maybe I can...” She tried to thrust up a little higher, but when Weiss let out a pained squeak she lowered again to the better angle. “Oops...”

“N-nah, it’s okay! Just funny...” It felt nice, but she didn’t want to say that. Because it might sound like it was actually because they were Yang’s balls; it wasn’t. Just a vaguely nice sensation, regardless of who they belonged to.

"Oh no!" Weiss moaned out, the sensation instantly bringing an orgasm to just under the surface. She had felt it building all along, but now it was leaping forward to the very edge. "OH! Ruby, Yang, y- NNNHhhh! It's going to happen already, I'm- the first one is coming!"

"Already?!" Yang couldn’t help yelping. “We just got started!”

"Well, we were kinda started before you came in!" Ruby managed to call out, attempting as best she could to keep going, to allow Weiss to have her first orgasm. This was going to be glorious.

One particularly hard thrust from her battle partner sent Weiss into an orgasm unlike any she had ever felt before. Toes curling and hair standing on end, she felt shock after shock lurch through her body - and barely had any time to recover from that before she was feeling pleasure anew from Yang pushing back into her body, every muscle in that area alternately tensing and letting whatever may happen, happen.

"Wow," she panted down onto Ruby's cheek. "I... Ruby, I just... it was..."

"C-can you handle… m-more?" The main reason Ruby asked was because she could feel herself getting to her limit, as she pushed in and out at the same pace.

But Yang wasn't about to let up. Even with the first orgasm passing, she saw it as a challenge. To get more and more from her own thrusting alone. And so her speed began to pick up, as she hung on to the heiress's hips. "She's fine, ain't you Weissy?"

"NNNnnhhh," both Weiss and Ruby groaned low and weakly as they felt Yang beginning to thrust with a purpose; Ruby also seeming to want to increase her motions. That was understandable; after having already finished, she would need more friction to stay aroused.

Therefore the heiress simply whispered, "Go ah- ahead!" to her partner before she turned over her shoulder to snap, "I'm f-fine! Never better!"

"Are you suuuuure?" she asked, this time punctuating her words by leaning right against her, pressing her bosoms right into her back to hold her down.

Ruby, however, had began to increase her speed, being careful so as not to go too hard. She didn't want to cause an injury. Both she and Yang were clearly getting as much out of this as Weiss was.

"AhhHHHnnnhhh! Very sure, I'm very, very sure!" Though she was, in fact, not as sure as all that, she couldn't deny she was enjoying this. Soft weight against her back and rigid presences down below. All of this with Ruby making her soft sounds of mingling pleasure and impatience. "Aren't y-you ever satisfied, Xiao Long?!"

"Yeah, aren't you?"

The question didn't come from any of the three, who all stopped moving while they wondered at the source. The very familiar source. A silhouette stood in the entrance flap to their tent - one with an extra pair of ears.

"Is that Blake now?!" Ruby couldn't help but shout, stopping her movements once again to allow her lover a moment to calm down. As did Yang, as she looked back around to the raven-haired Faunus girl, nervously laughing when she noticed what she was wearing around her hips.

"Heh-heh... W-what are you doing here...?"

"Well," Blake began as she strode forward, the harness holding the silicon-crafted phallus perfectly erect and her steps causing it to sway slightly, "I was waiting for Yang to return from this tent so we could have a little fun. Looks like I was waiting for nothing."

"H-hey," Weiss began nervously, "this wasn't my idea! Ruby and I were- and then this brute wandered in and-"

"No need to explain, Weiss. It's fine." Then she was crouching, her face close to the knot of passion-inflamed sexes. "Wow, this is very... I didn't even know if this was possible or not, despite that Ninjas Of Love chapter."

"I knew that book was just smut..." Yang attempted to laugh, only to find herself groaning once again at the firm tightness around her sex. And now with Blake in the room, she was only beginning to heat up more; she felt Ruby shiver below them from an inadvertent roll of her hips. "W-what, you think you c-can fit that thing in there, too? I think Weiss is p-pretty full."

As the Faunus responded, she used gentle fingers to prod at the taut skin around the two phalluses - and the phalluses themselves. "Hmm… I think you might be right. You guys are really in there."

"AhhhhHH!" Weiss moaned weakly, unable to articulate any better than that. Groaning also, Ruby found herself simply clinging on to her lover to keep her close. Mainly for comfort and peace of mind, considering she could no longer see.

However, Yang just shivered, drawing herself out very slowly again. But of course, her position on Weiss's back still made her rear readily accessible. Unless she literally executed a dodge-roll, she was doomed.

"What to do, what to do," Blake mused playfully as she fondled two sacks with both of her hands. Their owners continued to let out fun little mewlings of surprise and pleasure. Then her face leaned in ever closer to her rear end, until her mouth was less than an inch away from her battle partner's opening, breath falling heavily onto the puckered skin. "Let's see..."

"A-ah..." The soft moans poured forth from Yang as her sack received delicate attention, making her blush wildly. But upon feeling the breath right against her second opening, she found said muscle squeezing itself shut. "Nnn..."

Pressing her lips against the opening, again Blake said "hmmmm," making sure she was doing it as loudly as possible so as to produce the most vibrations. Meanwhile, her hand never stopped moving, even using her thumb to press into the taut muscles between the balls and where her mouth was resting.

"What?" Weiss finally panted, now that both Ruby and Yang were mostly still inside her and Blake's fingers were no longer probing her. "Wh... what's happening back there?"

"N-nothing!" Yang quickly shouted, although she couldn't help but let out another moan in pleasure. This really was driving her insane! The small vibrations and fondling of her sack were continuing to build her up higher and higher. And she didn't want to admit it.

"I think Blake has her… by the balls, " Ruby teased, chuckling under her breath.

"Careful, or I'll have you, too," Blake purred against Yang, reaching a little further down with her other hand to gently squeeze Ruby's hindquarters. Though it was an empty threat; she had no intention of turning the strap-on in Ruby's direction tonight or any other night.

"G-gah!" The reaction made Ruby instantly thrust her hips out of the way of Blake's hand, and right into Weiss again, forcing her to groan in response. "D-damn it, Yang, can't you control her?"

"Nope. I pretty much figured out that with Blake, you go with the flow." And in this case, it was probably going to mean allowing Blake to use her backside. Even as she was taking Weiss.

Chuckling to herself, Blake again raised the hand to poke at one of Weiss's taut lips as her other hand continued to tease Yang. "This can't be fun - isn't it too much, all at once like that?"

"Oh, you know," Weiss laughed evasively, though the laughter sounded very close to whimpering. "Though if y-you were th-thinking of taking Yang the same way she's taking me... the brute would have it coming."

"Really?" Flicking her tongue out, she pressed the tip hard against the tightly-closed muscle for a brief moment. The flavour wasn't as awful as she had expected, but she barely had long enough to weigh that in her mind. "Is what Weiss says true, my partner? Do you have this coming?"

"N-now hold on," Yang began nervously, looking back at the phallus at Blake's hips nervously. She had already coated it ready for entry, and had been planning this all along. "W-will it even… while I'm doing this?"

"Should be fine," she soothed Yang as she stroked the facsimile pointing toward its destination gently, just enough to coat her finger. Then she reached forward and began to slowly work the fingertip into Yang - not teasing the skin, not preparing her. Straight inside without waiting. "And if it's not, well... lesson learned, right?"

"AGHHHH, FUCK!" the blonde brute yelled, suddenly hanging onto Weiss's hips tightly. There was nothing to prepare her! Blake was inside already and working her way deeper, whilst she was pumping into Weiss! How was it possible to feel filled and to fill someone else this way?

"B-Blake! I.. Hah..."

"It's only a finger," Blake giggled - purposefully acting as if this didn't matter to her in the slightest. In truth, if Yang was making sounds that were more painful, she would of course pull back immediately. "Can't you tell the difference?"

That stirred the competitive spirit in Weiss, as well. "You... know Yang's dick is... barely bigger than that, so of course she d-doesn't!"

"Y-you… what?!" Yang growled, once again pushing forward in an attempt to prove herself the more dominant in this position, but she was put straight back into her place when Blake pushed a little deeper. "Uhhhnn..."

"And there's our little friend," Blake purred as she found the gland deep within Yang, somewhere behind her erection. "You know, I kind of missed him." Stroking along it with her finger, she began to get into a rhythm, also widening Yang's opening with the base of the digit.

"Hah... Hnnn..." She continued to groan out in pleasure, now beginning to lean back into the hold Blake had on her. Even as her rear was opening all the more to her actions, she couldn't help but enjoy each moment as her prostate was stimulated. She needed this.

"What?" Weiss panted from in front of them. "What's going on back there?"

"Nothing much," Blake reassured her, assaulting the fragile flesh harder than she had the time previously. Before, Yang had been a virgin to being touched there - it wouldn't have been right. Now, she was experienced; she’d even held a plug inside of there on a recent occasion. The poor gland was getting stroked all over, to either side and up and down, using just enough pressure to stimulate it without injuring anything. Not that the Faunus was sure that part could be injured; she'd read up on it briefly after her last encounter, but still didn't know from personal experience.

"W-well, get on with it, you cat-eared minx! We were trying to have a th-threesome and you interrupted!"

Eyebrows flying up, Blake reached down with the hand that had been fondling Yang's sack, around all the thick arousals and found Weiss's clit. "Oh yeah? You want things sped up, Heiress?"

"NNHHHH!!! No, Blake, st-stop! Don't do that, I- I'll... NHHHHAAAAHHH!!"

Before she knew what was happening, much less had a chance to stop it, Weiss had orgasmed a second time. Her body spasmed hard against all three persons who were stimulating her at present, with Blake feeling it least of all - though the effects on the rest of her were readily apparent. Round amber eyes glanced down to see the heiress's calves flailing, felt a scratch being left on her own leg from a finely-pedicured nail. That had been one tremendous climax.

Both Ruby and Yang called out in pleasure, especially Ruby, who got the brunt of her quakes and vibrations. Especially when she felt Weiss tightening around her sex below. She could feel herself beginning to get close once more, and the fact she was blind to it all was all the more stunning to her. Unable to help herself, she held onto her lover tightly, slowly beginning to thrust once again.

Although Yang could feel these movements Ruby was making, and felt she wasn't going to stop. "I-is this what we're all g-gonna do now? I-is this a team RWBY mission?!"

"YES!" Weiss screamed out, not intending it to be an answer to the blonde's question. "Yes, I- oh god, Ruby, I wish you'd stop! B-but don't stop!"

Nodding to herself, Blake knew it was time to act; Yang sounded beside herself with arousal, and Ruby was already thrusting. If she waited any longer, she would be too late for the party and, and also not be satisfied herself.

For the cunning kitten had picked up a small addition to their apparatus: now, there was a stimulating series of bumps attached to the back of the phallus she was wearing. Ones that would caress her own sex, treat it just roughly enough that she would at the very least feel pleasure. Her hope was that she might be able to climax that way, and in so doing she and her lover could both finish.

Not that she had envisioned doing this while Ruby and Weiss were also in the room! That wasn’t part of the plan at all. But maybe, she could still have her cake and eat it, too.

"Okay," she breathed as she began to rise slightly, positioning herself just underneath the finger. "Yang, are you ready for this? Ready to take my cock?"

"Y-yes..." Finally, she accepted her fate. Accepted that Blake was indeed going to enter her whilst she was still thrusting into Weiss. This was impossible, and yet it was happening right at that moment. Finally moving herself backward to rest herself right against the phallus, she braced herself for what she hoped would be a fantastic experience.

One that Blake was more than ready to give her. In one smooth motion, she withdrew her finger and thrust the head of the shaft up against the hole, feeling the tip slide halfway in without any impedance. Only then did it catch very slightly, but she sensed that if she really leaned inward... Yang's body wouldn't put up much resistance.

"Nhhh, Ruby!" Weiss was panting below them. "God, Ruby, you're s-such an animal, I- OOOOHhhhh!!!"

"AH!" Yang had to completely freeze, attempting as best as possible to remain still, and allow the rather thick phallus to slide inside her. She was right, her body wasn't willing to put up a fight at all. And in no time, she was able to feel the head sliding fully inside. All the while, she remained perfectly still, trying not to overstimulate herself to finish early.

And Ruby wasn't helping. With each thrust in, she could feel the slight movement against her sex. From inside the heiress. This really was insane.

So much worse was the feeling for Weiss, who was panting and sweating and generally on the line between needing everything to keep going so she could climax one more time, and asking them to stop so she could rest her poor body. This was more than she had ever been put through at anyone's hands before... and yet she relished it, relished two presences inside her body, stimulating her in two different ways. If Blake confessed to having taken Dust and circled around to claim her mouth… she might have even considered that. Briefly.

"Is that good?" Blake was whispering in a low growl to her partner as she pushed very slowly inside, waiting for the taut muscles to loosen enough for easy passage. "Do you like that?"

There was only more growling, more sweat dripping down from her forehead as she felt the phallus shifting further and further into her body. She didn't want to admit it, but she did indeed love it. So much that she was finally confident enough to continue. Taking a grip on Weiss's hips again, she finally pushed herself forward into Weiss... And then back to force the phallus further into herself. It was strange to feel both shifting at an equal rate, but all the more satisfying.

The small redhead however found herself moaning out, feeling the muscles beginning to tighten all over again. "W-Weiss! I t-think I'm gonna... Ah!"

Every time Yang backed into the phallus, it ground the little bumps against Blake's sensitive flesh, sending spikes of pleasure throughout her entire being. The thing worked as advertised. Encouraged, she began to lean herself just a tiny bit forward to meet Yang's hips on every backward thrust - which in turn thrust Yang up against Weiss again.

"Ruby!" the heiress gasped out, mind buzzing from the sheer amount of sensation. "It's okay! It's... but I don't th-think I can climb off you if you n-need to pull out, s-so... so can you hold off for a minute?!" With a knowing look over her shoulder, she panted, "Your sister probably won't last much longer!"

"O-okay!" Ruby called out once more, slowing her movements enough to keep herself going that bit longer. If she could hang on that little bit longer until Weiss had another climax, or until Blake or Yang had one, that would do.

But Yang wasn't fairing so well, either. Sensing that Blake was getting some form of enjoyment out of the thrusting made her focus more on backing out, making her pull herself out of Weiss more forcefully to back right against Blake, feeling her backside impact against the Faunus's hips. All the more to please her, as well.

And Blake most certainly felt it. Began to yearn for it, to groan and shiver as she felt her flesh thirst for more and more of the contact. However, it didn't escape her how badly Yang craved the movements, the continuous pounding into her forbidden opening even as she did the very same to Weiss.

"Wow," she rasped out hungrily. "You... really love this, don't you? Love it in your ass!"

"Sh-shut up!" Yang groaned once more. But to reinforce Blake's claims, she simply forced herself backward again. And this time, she felt it brush against her new favourite gland. She wouldn't last much longer at all, especially as she felt her muscles tightening also.

"Weiss... Blake... I can't... I can't last much..."

That was when an aspect of this arrangement hit home to Weiss that she had not previously thought through: both Ruby and Yang were about to finish inside of her. At the same time. In all honesty, part of herself was quite disgusted at the prospect… but a guilty, dark corner of herself welcomed it. For the delicate heir to a multi-million Lien empire to more or less reduce herself to a receptacle for the juices of two sisters with cocks was oddly fitting somehow. Blake was just a bonus; a woman her father would hate for being a Faunus, naked and panting in the same room with his precious little girl. It was a giant middle finger to status and propriety, and all those things about being a Schnee that she secretly resented.

"Do it!" she bleated before she could change her mind. "F-fill me up, both of you! Blake, make that brute fucking come!"

"Yeah!" Blake agreed, riding Yang harder than before, her own climax building at the thought of what they were doing; had it been a typical encounter with just Yang, it would have taken longer, could have been enjoyed. Now was not the time for that. This was a time to orgasm with the force of a freight train. "Yeeaahhh, f-fill her up with your seed, you two! I'm- I'm almost there, too!"

"Weiss! WEISS! WEEEIIAAAAAAHHH!!!" Finally Ruby yelled out, finding herself unable to hold herself back any longer. The unexpected swear word from Weiss, combined with the feeling of another dick rubbing against her own through Weiss’s body, was too much. And quivering herself, she felt her muscles tightening and her sex throbbing. Just as Weiss wished, it let out her seed within the heiress's body, filling her deep.

And following just behind, were a few more firm thrusts from Yang, before she too began to quiver all over. The pressure against her sex and against her prostate was becoming too much, until finally she too let out her own seed, filling Weiss's rear end as well as her sex. Finally, she had gained release.

The two throbbing masses paired with the still-unusual sensation of having anything sprayed into her body more or less ripped the third orgasm from Weiss before she was ready, but it happened all the same. In the moment, she couldn't help but cry out Ruby's name over and over, legs spread further than they had been before, hands fisting in the sleeping bags beneath them. It was beyond glorious. It was perfect.

Of course, Blake hadn't quite made it along with them, but that suited her just fine; she was still going, rocking against the back of the shaft without truly thrusting it into Yang. The blonde would be able to feel every movement, though - every last movement that ground the tip against her sensitive knot of nerves.

That of course made the blonde crave more. So much more. She didn't even care that she was inside Weiss anymore, it was the least of her concerns. In fact...

Drawing herself completely free of Weiss, she pushed herself back up against Blake. Even if she had just orgasmed, she craved more attention. More to that sweet sweet spot of hers. She needed it. And perhaps pushing herself against her would be what she needed to make her continue.

Ruby, however, took a moment to wrap her arms around the heiress, hugging her tightly whil e still lightheaded. She just wanted to be close to her for this while longer. Even if the girls would continue. Though she could feel something pouring down onto her sack… but she tried not to think about that too much. Probably wouldn’t lead to anywhere fun.

Even with the exit of Yang - which had produced quite a yowl of mingling pleasure - Weiss still responded immediately, winding her hands into the hair of her lover beneath her. It was almost a complete collapse. “Ruby...”

And slowly, to allow the heiress the rest she so deserved, Ruby gently pulled her own sex out. Continuing to hold onto her as she then felt to try and kiss her cheek; and only managing to kiss her shoulder instead.

"Oh, Yang," Blake was moaning as she continued to punish her partner's hindquarters, digging her fingernails into the flesh surrounding the entrance. "You... you can't want more after all that, can you?"

"I-I want you..." Yang simply moaned, keeping herself steady for Blake to continue her punishment. Phallus only just softening, she felt like she could do this forever. Or at least until Blake climaxed. "U-Use me. Make yourself... f-finish."

The words were all Blake needed to push her over the edge. The fact that Yang was already sated, and still wanted her to keep going touched her so deep that it heightened the pleasure she derived from the slightly rugged surface gliding over her sex. She could even feel the slight resistance of the vulnerable gland inside her lover, feel the phallus prodding it, coaxing more feeling from it than Yang might have even wanted to experience. But still she rode it out.

And then she found herself falling back, pulling Yang into her lap as she continued thrusting - now upward from this new position, arms wrapped around a firm stomach. Orgasm nearing, she reached one hand down and toyed with Yang's softening flesh, with the sack underneath as her other hand groped her mammoth chest. So close!

And all the blonde brute could do was fall back into her lover's lap. Spreading her legs wide and pressing her feet down on the ground to support herself, she bit her lip in order to ride out the sensations Blake was giving her. Over and over the phallus was penetrating her, pushing up against the gland in all manner of ways. She was so used to being dominant in previous ventures, this was her ultimate form of submission. She was going to be used as a mere sleeve, to push Blake over the edge.

"C-come on... Blake! K-keep using… me!"

“I really shouldn’t be hearing this,” Ruby muttered into Weiss’s ear. And the heiress giggled.

Finally, Blake realised what it was that had been holding her back: Ruby and Weiss being there. Yes, she had finished before with one of them in the room, or two of them, but not all three of her teammates! Realising that, she let herself go completely - they had done it, and she had even helped Weiss. What was the difference at this point?

"I'm coming!" she cried out, realising it was true at the same moment she spoke it aloud. Harder and harder she thrust to make it grind back against her clit, to abuse her soft lips. "Yang, it's- AAAHAAAAAAAHH!!"

"Y-YES!" And before Yang even knew it, she had found herself gritting her teeth, as her muscles began to tightly clamp onto the phallus inside her. Even if she was unable to come again for a while, she still allowed for it to brush against her prostate firmly, reaching to hold the hand upon her breast to keep herself grounded. This would indeed be a powerful orgasm for Blake. And she deserved it.

Powerful was just the word for what Blake was feeling. In a blinding flash, she was convulsing and screaming, nearly pushing back to a kneeling position as her body went rigid, then trying her best not to fall over backwards once the height had passed. She had done it. For all intents and purposes, she had finished inside Yang's rear - even though she didn't have the proper equipment to do that. What a beautiful feeling.

As she came down from her high, still grasping at Yang's chest and length, she heard Weiss ask in a weak tone of voice, "Sounds like... somebody enjoyed herself... over there..."

Finally able to recover herself, the blonde brute laid back into the Faunus's arms. Now it was her turn to be needy and crave the contact, which she easily found. Stroking the hand upon her chest, she opened one eye to weakly gaze at the heiress and her rather sleepy sister, offering a small smug grin . "Look who's... talking..."

A matching smirk crossed the heiress's face, even as she yawned. "If I had... known you like it that much, maybe I would have... taken some Dust again."

"Well, now you don't need to," Blake snorted. "This little baby seemed to hit all the right spots for her. Didn't they?" The last bit had been directed at her partner as she cradled her close, not quite ready to withdraw the firm length. The mere thought of it being there sent thrills into her stomach, reduced though they were by her euphoric state.

"Y-yeah," an exhausted Yang responded, simply laying back against her beloved as she hummed contentedly. Even with such a large object inside her rear, she was still able to enjoy the warm embrace.

And get to the matter at hand. "So. You and Ruby huh?"

"Me and Ruby. And you and Blake." Shrugging very slightly, she asked, "Is that how things fall now? Are we just... pairing off?"

Blake made herself refrain from throwing her opinion out there. Of course she wanted Yang all to herself, but she was also completely content to share her. This was up to the two of them - to Yang and Weiss. To reassure her partner of this, she leaned in and kissed her shoulder gently - and silently.

And as Yang looked back to her battle partner, she could only smile, trying to reach her spare hand to ruffle through her hair. The decision was easy. Of course, she very much enjoyed her time with the heiress, and would miss their encounters; but she adored Blake's company. She couldn't be without her. That was the difference.

And from the looks of things, nor could Ruby with Weiss. As she watched her little sister continue to cuddle with the heiress, even in her blindfolded state, she knew the choice she had to make.

"Yeah. I think that's best."

A sense of loss swept over Weiss at their agreement, but still she nodded, sealing the deal. They were finished exploring each other for now. Maybe they would reevaluate things again in the future, but even if they didn't, she would never regret choosing Ruby and only Ruby.

"Great. Now both of you get over here and snuggle us, I'm getting cold."

Snorting, Blake asked without any real conviction, "Who said you were in charge? Besides, I thought Ruby was the team leader."

"Not in the bedroom," Ruby sleepily agreed, continuing to cuddle up to Weiss for a moment longer, but managing to pat to the spare side of her. "And I'm not taking this blindfold off till Yang’ s dick isn’t swinging in the breeze ."

"Fair deal," Yang agreed, quickly recollecting her clothes that were strewn across the tent. “I’ve seen enough of your dick to last a lifetime, too .” Even if Blake and Weiss were naked, none of the girls seemed to care. But Ruby and Yang had agreed that was their limit.

"My little prude," Weiss joked, earning her a poke in the ribs from the leader.

"I'll get the blanket," Blake announced as Yang settled in against Weiss's back. She did so right after sliding the harness down and off of her body, setting it aside to be washed in the morning. Then, on a whim, she settled in against Ruby's other side as she drew the blanket over all of them. It seemed oddly fitting, and that way she could look over the heads of the two shorter girls to her own partner.

In response, Yang reached over to her partner, having to stretch her arm over the younger girls to hold her properly. By which point, none of them cared. Especially not Ruby, once she had finally restored her vision by taking off the blindfold. Although her main cuddling interest was to stick with Weiss, she had no qualms with the other two joining in.

"Maybe... we could still do this part, sometimes." Clearing her throat, Weiss followed up by softly adding, "Or something. Just a thought."

"Maybe," Blake conceded into Ruby's hair. “Kinda nice.”

"Once in a blue moon." Ruby added, nuzzling forward into Weiss's chest intentionally. Even if Weiss's breasts were slight, Ruby did enjoy nuzzling herself in between them. "You know what my sex drive is like."

A strangled noise that also resembled a laugh burst from the heiress. "I- th-that's not- I meant the cuddling , not the rest!" A brief pause later, she glanced up at Blake's half-closed amber eyes. "Although..."

And right away, there was a small nudge into Weiss's back, caused by Yang's spare elbow. "Hey. Quit checkin' out my girlfriend."

"What? What did I say?!" But then she heard Blake chuckling, so she turned on her. "Seriously, what's so funny?"

"You couldn't handle me, Heiress."

"Hmph. I seem to recall doing that once before. " Reaching up from Ruby's shoulder just long enough to boop Blake's nose before returning it to its place, she said, "Like you could handle me ."

"As much as we just agreed to part ways, you’ve seen me handle Yang. I doubt you have anything she doesn’t."

“Today, I’m the one with the thing Weiss doesn’t have.” Yang then gave a small wink, snuggling into the heiress's side again. However she was feeling her eyes beginning to grow heavy. Perhaps the night had done more of a number to her system than she thought.

“Fine, fine,” Blake sighed comfortably.

“Meaning a Dust dick.”

“WE KNOW!” the other three chorused.

As Weiss felt herself joining her friends in slumber, the thought came to her that this long strange trip, all her contact with these different women, swapping of body parts... it all started with a single Dust accident. One that she wouldn't trade for the world. Even if it was mostly over with and they were settling into a more “normal” arrangement of pairs, it had been a lot of fun.

Plus, it had brought her Ruby in a way she could never have dreamed. That alone was worth all her holdings in her own family business combined, and then some. Regardless of whether or not the other three even heard her, the whisper of "I'm so lucky" seemed urgent. So she made sure it was spoken into the tent before she settled in to release her hold on consciousness.

But even as she drifted off to sleep, nude body sandwiched between her entire team, Weiss Schnee’s pale blue eyes flicked up toward the little crystal phial of Dust that was peeking out of her bag, and a coy smile pulled at the corners of her mouth. Just because they were headed toward lives of monogamy didn’t mean they had to start right away.

It was going to be an interesting morning.

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#she wants the dust #rwby smut #rwby fanfiction #polynation #rwbyremnants #incest tw #nsfw-Text

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{A/N}

I’m still trying to decide if I’m going to aim for a 3rd OC to round out the challenge, tonight. I’m feeling a little dry on the creative front, and 2 out of 3 is respectable.

I’m also trying to teach myself I don’t have to be writing 100% of the time to be productive.

So while I decide whether or not to try and create a 3rd new OC, I figured I’d drink my coffee and come talk about some stuff.

It’s pretty common knowledge that I think a lot. I overthink, a lot. And as I’ve gotten more into fandoms again, I’m seeing the climate around things change from when I was writing for fandoms before. And this isn’t so much a rant about fandoms as it’s me...questioning my writing and if I’ll be okay, putting my stuff out there.

Y’see, we all know Tumblr’s a pretty toxic place, if you’re not in the “THIS IS OKAY TO LIKE” box, you’re gonna get death threats and shamed and...all that fun stuff. And I’ve always existed outside of that box. I like BDSM, necro, cannibalism, etc, and none of that is mainstream or “acceptable” to like. And as I’ve been paying attention and watching and just sort of...putting my ear to the wall (because I don’t participate in shit) it’s left me feeling like I shouldn’t create, because nothing I create is “okay” by the standards of people that are out there.

And it’s weird, because when I was younger I never used to give a shit. I’d write what I wanted and fuck anyone who didn’t like it. But it seems the scales have tipped so far the other way; where before people would just quietly peruse what they like and ignore what they didn’t, I feel like now they make lynch mobs and try to destroy you as a person because omg you like littlespace? How very dare.

It might have something to do with my emotional state, right now. I’m very...I don’t want to say fragile? Not because I have a problem with being fragile but more because I’m just tired, emotionally. I’ve hit this point where I’m just too tired for drama and bullshit because I’m just trying to make it to tomorrow. So the thought of creating something that I like, that I enjoy, and someone coming to scream “THIS IS WRONG AND YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD” at me just...does not interest me in the slightest.

Even just with creating characters, I was thinking of creating a new monster...because uhm, yaaas, but when I was doing research there’s all these folks barking and screeching about how you can’t create monsters using Native American lore because it’s wrong or how Jewish people own certain myths and you can’t use them and I just...I really didn’t want to get to a point where I’m saying people are too sensitive (because that’s the older people’s battle cry and I think sensitivity is important) but if I want to create a monster based off the wendigo...why can’t I just do that? Why is that so offensive and horrible to a group of people whom I don’t know and don’t know me? I’m not doing it to be shitty. Tbh it’s a form of respect because I think the lore is badass and I want some of that.

It reminds me how I saw a long thread (this was ages ago) about a little white girl who wanted to throw a geisha-inspired tea party and her mom did all this research and reached out to Japanese...people (I don’t recall what they did, officially) and she put on this real authentic party for her daughter and it was really respectful and there were all these people just up in arms about it, calling it appropriation and while I 10000% believe appropriation is a thing, not everything is appropriation. And if we start drawing those sorts of lines, we’re all gonna lose 97% of the shit we enjoy because it belongs to some other race or culture.

So I don’t know. Seeing all this discourse and angry shouting just adds to my “oh my god I’m old and tired” mood because I want to create all sorts of things but I’m terrified that I’m going to create something offensive without realizing it’s offensive???

The monster thing really fucking threw me.

And I know. Folks in the internet don’t own shit and I don’t owe anyone an explanation for the shit that I do. I know I’m coming from a place of respect and just trying to enjoy myself and I shouldn’t feel bad about that--I know all that. Part of my issue with seeing this sort of stuff is because I was raised to not believe my opinion or thoughts or feelings about something is worth a goddamn, which is why people say things and I nod and shut up. I’m still working on it.

Which brings me to something else that’s been tumbling around in my head--think I’m going to take a page out of Beesly’s book and try to be more assertive this year/for the rest of my life. It’s something that I’ve struggled with my whole life, for reasons that I assume are obvious, and I want to...get over that. I realize there’s lots of things I want to do and don’t because I’m too worried about what someone else may say or think or do about it and so I just...don’t. And I wind up regretting my silence or in-action and then I feel bad. And to be clear, I’m not even talking about shitty things. I mean I don’t do small things, like talk about my own likes or interests or even buying certain things because I don’t think I should, because someone else might side-eye or it might bother someone. I have always done this and I still do it and I swear to god even on my own fucking cellphone sometimes I won’t set certain characters as my wallpaper because I don’t feel like I have the right to do it.

I mean how fucking stupid is that.

But it’s a real issue and it keeps me from enjoying simple things that don’t bother anyone. And I realize I have a lot of anger and resentment built up that I need to start working on, and this type of behavior only adds to it. I feel like I have this gluttonous monster that follows me around, and has since I was a kid, and it’s just huge and gross (even for me, lol) and I keep feeding it so it sticks around. And it just keeps getting bigger and bigger and the more I feed it the worse I feel because it’s constantly bothering me.

I just...I’m sure it sounds stupid but I really need my 30′s to be better than my 20′s and this new decade thing, like I either gotta pull the trigger on some change and making my life better...or really pull the trigger and be done with it. I’m stuck in places I don’t like being and I’m sick of coming back to these spaces and saying I’m stuck. How many years am I gonna do that?

Hopefully, no more years, lol.

I just have to teach myself worth, I guess. That’s the root issue of all the stuff I was just talking about. I don’t value myself enough to put my foot down about things or to just openly like something without worrying about what anyone else might think about it--and don’t get me wrong, I’ve always done my own thing and I didn’t care how off-brand it was. I like weird shit and always have; when I say openly liking something I mean not feeling like I don’t belong liking it. And the worth issue applies to my writing, too.

Because circling back to the whole, “you can’t like this because I think it’s wrong,” thing, I was reading a thread a couple days ago about how the main actor in that You show, he goes on Twitter and corrects women who like his character, and of course Tumblr is praising him and saying how you shouldn’t like his character and that behavior is toxic.

And yeah, in real life, it is. And you shouldn’t put up with anything you’re not comfortable with.

But I was reading this and thinking to myself...y’all really can’t separate fantasy from reality anymore. Y’all have just blurred that line to the point where people can’t even enjoy fake shit because you think that means they like it IRL. And it’s fucking nuts.

As someone who has existed in their own fantasy world for 30 years, I can safely say, there’s shit I enjoy in fantasy I wouldn’t IRL. I love super controlling behavior on paper but I wouldn’t be able to deal with it in a real relationship. That shit hits way too close to home--but I have control over it in my head, so it’s perfect. And that’s why fantasy is so important.

Take cannibalism. Could someone cut off my arm and eat it IRL? I mean they could, but...don’t? I need it for things.

But they can in my head, and on paper, and I enjoy reading about it. Experiencing it that way, because it’s the only safe, sane way to experience it.

I fucking love unhinged, crazy characters who are obsessive and possessive to the point of murder and I can’t enjoy that shit IRL but I’m fucking fine to fantasize about it--but everyone is out there tooting their shame horn and I just...let people enjoy things? Like why the fuck are they so pressed.

It’s like sitting down to eat at your table, in your house, with your favorite meal all nicely prepared in front of you. But you happen to look up, and see that across the street, your neighbor is eating some shit you hate. Like you can’t stand what they’re eating. But they’re in their house, and you can’t smell it, and you don’t have to eat it...yet instead of eating your own goddamn meal, you get up from the table, march across the street, and bang on your neighbor’s door to yell at them about some shit you don’t like. How dare they eat something you don’t like?

That’s what it’s like, to me. The shit I like, that I’m into, doesn’t hurt any-fucking-body, because it’s fantasy. But people will scream at the top of their fucking lungs about how it’s gross and nasty and they don’t want to see it (even though they found it, somehow) and because they hate it I’m terrible for liking it. It just...ugh. It’s such an illogical argument.

I don’t like Katy Perry. I think she’s a garbage human being who got famous because she’s “pretty” and pretended to be bisexual for a while but y’know what? I don’t give a shit about her or anyone who likes her. I don’t care, and when I say I don’t care, I mean like it doesn’t affect or bother me that anyone else is into her. She can do her, and they can do them, and I’mma do me.

But it’s borderline impossible for people to stay in their goddamn lane and it’s nuts. Like as a gay woman who grew up watching adults argue about gay marriage I remember thinking, even as a gayby, why do so many straight folks care? Like why do they give a shit who someone else is marrying? But they did. They still do.

And that’s what it reminds me of. That us younger generations love to brag about how we’re more open and progressive than our parents and grandparents and yeah, we don’t lynch people of color or keep the LGBT community closeted but if you enjoy BDSM/littlespace or god forbid ship the wrong characters together you’re probably gonna get death threats and bullied off an internet platform.

So yeah. That’s just been rattling around in my head the past few days, as I’ve been workshopping OC’s and tossing around ideas of what to write about this year. My interests have and always will be counter-culture/alternative and I always anticipate there’s going to be someone who isn’t into what I do. That’s...kinda been my label? Like I’m not “one size fits all”, lol, but beyond all the discourse and stuff it leaves me wondering what sort of audience I’ll even have.

I don’t pretend to be the only one into these sorts of things, I know there’s other weirdos out there and stuff, they’re just sitting quietly amongst all the shouting and screaming, like I am. And I guess if that’s my audience, I’ll take it. I don’t have these big aspirations of necessarily being famous (being rich would be nice because...money worries, lol, I’m way over them) but I always liked Christine’s hustle. She writes (prolifically, good god) for her fans and that’s what she’s happy doing. Doesn’t matter that she isn’t a household name, she’s got devoted fans and that is the kind of fanbase I’d like as an author. I don’t need to be liked by everyone, I just want to write and if I happen to make someone happy, well, mission accomplished.

So in the meantime, just going to keep plugging away at myself, letting 2020 be the year of change and growth. So far it’s been...I mean I think it’s gone well. I’ve finished the first writing challenge I issued myself, so there’s that!

But alas, my coffee cup is empty and it’s time for a refill.

I’ll be back soon, likely to issue and then destroy the next challenge of 2020.

#{A/N} : personal

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undertrashs · 4 years

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Heya!

I have no idea how to maneuver Tumblr, so bear with me guys!

Welcome to UnderTrash! It’s essentially a bunch of undertale pictures and stories of my gal Aputa and her friends. Everyone is probably really OOC. I’m sorry LOL It’s mostly for comical reasons. So without further ado here’s the very first chapter! Pictures are done by, https://toyhou.se/Phazed_ while writing is done by me.

The surface was every monster's dream, every monster's hope, what every monster hoped to get back.

And here… here they had it.

And yet, why did it still feel as though she was being tested by a higher power?

Aputa opened the door, having come home from the police station after Error and Fresh destroyed half a supermarket the previous day. Needless to say, she was already not in the mood for her roommate's shit…

Roommates, ha! They were like little children she was forced to babysit… Well, Rus wasn’t as bad as the others, and Blue and Razz were defiantly not as bad as Fresh or Ink… They just had a habit of throwing themselves off railings if a pun was made.

The first thing she heard was cheering, this caused her to look around confused, but when she saw nothing, she could only pray to a higher power that her roommates hadn’t managed to get another AU dragged into this madness.

“What’s cooking grill? Ink and I are trying to see what fresh things we can find in this rad couch!” Fresh turned to look at Aputa, motioning towards Ink.

“Sans is helping too!” Ink chirped happily as he surfaced from the depths of the couch, paint all over him as usual, “Well we’re mostly trying to find some of my pencils.”

“I’m just helping by chance the void of the couch consumes me” Sans added as he surfaced only to dive back in seconds after.

Laughing.

“What the *quack* was that?!” Aputa shouted as she turned around trying to find the source of the laughter.

“S’not very rad of you grill! We gotta keep this place clean and fresh, pg for the viewers” Fresh warned her as he pulled down his glasses.

“S’just Razz and Blue training, don’t worry about it too much.” Rus shouted down as he leaned over the railing and waved hello.

“I’m teaching him the chokehold!” Blue chirped happily and loudly so Aputa could hear him.

Razz was barely able to get out a hi with how tight Blue was holding him.

Why… Why was she surrounded by morons? Who did she wrong in her previous life to deserve this? All she had wanted to do when she reached the surface was to make a life for herself, get herself a nice piano, maybe settle down and have a child or two…

Well, she sort of got her last wish. They might as well be children with how they act.

“Welcome back, dinners just about ready.” Error emerged from the kitchen, the wails of the fire alarm alerting Aputa to how the kitchen was likely a mess… Of course, she worried more that he’d killed someone by the suspicious red stains on his jacket.

Should she be worried he was about to kill them as well with the black smoke that was coming from the kitchen?

“Okay are none of you hearing that?! Fresh what the *quack* did you do?” Aputa screeched in annoyance, fed up with their chaos, Fresh only threw up his hands in to show he was innocent.

“Aputa, are you worried that you are solar losing your marbles… or have you finally reached your breaking point?” Ink emerged from the couch holding marbles in one hand and pencils in the other.

She felt her eye twitch, she could understand why Paps hated Sans for making his puns now. If they ever made it back, she would help him as much as she could with getting Sans to stop punning.

As the beeping worsened, she could only put a hand over her face, knowing it was going to be one of those days. When she looked up, she was greeted with the sight of Razz jumping from the second floor ready to maul Ink. She wasn’t stopping him this time.

“Error let’s just order in tonight; your cooking is *Honk*.” Aputa stated her tone of voice showing how done with them she was.

“Your cooking is *Quack*!” Error shot back a very clever no u, a blue blush did spread over his cheeks though.

She just wanted a piano.

And a husband.

AND A NORMAL LIFE.

Entering into the kitchen she was nearly choked to death by how much smoke there was, as well as a large grease fire on the stove.

How were they even alive?

Oh right, she was barely keeping them alive.

After having fought a grease fire, and opened all the windows to air out the kitchen only to have it start raining cats and dogs, and then for her to find a severed fingertip… She’d need to scrub the house… again.

Rus was nice enough to call in a pizza, which arrived quickly thank goodness as she was starving.

“Sans. Dinners here.” Aputa stopped behind him waiting for him to get up and join them at the table.

Only to get muffled talking from him.

“I wish for death too! But guess what! If I can’t have it neither can you.” Aputa grabbed ahold of Sans’ arm and pulled…

And the couch took him deeper into its depths.

Where did they get this couch again? Should she burn it?

“Blueeeeee!” She whined/screamed as she attempted to get Sans out of the couch.

“Yes, Starlight?” Blue chirped as he came downstairs.

“Help me please,” Aputa whined as she nodded towards Sans.

“Sure!” Blue was quick to help, wrapping his arms around her waist and helping her pull, they were able to free Sans.

“I’m burning this couch tomorrow,” Aputa stated as she threw her hands up.

“But it’s our favorite…” Blue pouted.

“Find a new one. I’m not filling a missing person report.” Aputa replied as she grabbed Sans by the hood and dragged him toward the kitchen.

And as all of them sat around the table, Aputa knew that for the short amount of time… Maybe, just maybe the food would be enough to keep them all quiet.

“DON’T YOU *HONK* TOUCH ME YOU FREAK!” Error screeched as Fresh came into touching distance.

“I’m not touching ya broski!” Fresh snickered.

She was going to need a straightjacket when she makes it back home… isn’t she?

#undertale #underfell #underswap #swapfell #inksans #errorsans #freshsans #oc #space mom #sans the skeleton #lots of skellys #idk how to tag #help me

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Tagged by @darklordtomarry

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have altogether). See if there are any patterns. Then, tag your favourite authors.

So I tend to write really long opening paragraphs, so this might be more than a few lines. If it gets too long, I’ll put in a break.

So let’s split this into parts:

Fanfic:

Bird’s Eye View (Batman, Jason/Damian and Tim/Colin, among others)

It wasn't like Tim was unused to walking in on awkward conversations—and even more awkward...encounters thank you Dick—when he was in the manor. It was actually one of the main reasons he'd moved out, along with needing a place where his various vintage collectables could be displayed without the threat of cat attack or Damian sabotage—“You're not supposed to take them out of the box, Damian!” “-Tt- Nonsense, they look much better on display this way. You can even remove their limbs to simulate battle wounds"—and his desire to have the occasional night off—“Bruce, I'm kind of busy tonight, can't someone else look for Croc in the sewers? It's not like he's actually hurting anyone this time.” “You're not busy. You've been refreshing your Tumblr page for the past two hours, suit up.” “Wait you're monitoring my computer? Bruce!”

Box of Memories (Batman, Jason/Tim)

It wasn't often Tim got nostalgic. How could he, when there was so little in his past to reminisce fondly over? It still happened occasionally, though. When he heard a particular song playing as a car passed him by, one Jack Drake used to sing under his breath. During a slow night on patrol when the air was clear and he could see the stars, and he remembered a younger Nightwing pointing out constellations until he realized Tim already knew them all, and then started making up new and increasingly ridiculous ones on the spot. When he saw Damian in full Robin gear bound into the car, impatiently waiting for Batman to join him so they could go out and protect Gotham together, and wished he could have had that for just one more night before it was taken from him.

But the one thing that never failed, that always pulled him in to lose himself in memories, was the box.

I Wanna Kiss You Like They Do In The Movies (Batman, Damian/Colin)

“Mr Batman, can I marry Damian?”

Colin looked up at Damian's dad—who was so, so tall—and tried really hard not to start shaking. He needed to be brave. He'd spent the whole last week—all seven days—gathering up his courage for this. It didn't matter that he wasn't supposed to say the Batman word if Damian's dad wasn't wearing the pointy ears, and it didn't matter that Damian's dad was the most scariest thing ever—scarier than closed spaces and spiders and even the Scarecrow. All that mattered was the thing that had happened to Colin last week. The thing that was like being hit in the face, kinda like the way Bobby back at the orphanage used to hit Colin sometimes, before he got taken away by that policeman and sent to the Jew Vee group home for sneaking into the apartment building across the street and taking off his clothes in front of Mr Norton's wife. Colin hadn't even known Bobby was Jewish, or that there was a special group home for Jewish kids, but really that didn't matter because Colin had had an Aunt Tiffany about Damian and he needed to do something about it.

Damian Wayne and the Ridiculously Expensive Wand (Batman, Damian/Colin, Jason/Tim, Author/Harry Potter references)

There weren't many things that could surprise Tim Drake these days. Damian skulking around the manor? Definitely not one of them.

Damian skulking around the manor while wearing a black robe and pointing a stick at the curtains?

Maybe.

More under the cut

The Utterly Devastating and Not in Any Way Ill Conceived Revenge of Damian Wayne (Batman, Damian/Colin)

“Father, the utterly unnecessary school you send me to has insulted me for the last time. I demand you use your wealth and influence to destroy them.”

Damian stared at his father, sitting behind his desk as he always was at this time of day. Just as Damian had planned. Because, though he currently had the appearance of a mere twelve year old boy, he was, as Grayson said, intelligent beyond his years. Grayson had smiled as he said this, as if he actually thought he had been giving Damian a compliment. It had been all Damian could do to refrain from stabbing him. As if there was anything special about being more advanced than the pitiful, uneducated masses that inhabited this country. If anything, Damian was what they should have been, if they cared to put in any kind of actual effort towards improving themselves.

Ask Me No Questions. No, Really. Don’t Ask Me This Shit. (Batman, Damian/Colin, Jason/Tim)

If Jason Todd was the kind of person to bother with mottoes or life philosophy, his would probably be something along the lines of this:

Nothing good ever happens in Wayne fucking Manor.

Which was why he tried to stay the fuck away as often as possible.

Three Date Rule (Batman, Damian/Colin)

“Mr Wayne, can I please marry Damian now?”

Colin stood on the other side of Mr Wayne's desk, trying as hard as he could not to fidget, or blush, or do anything but maintain manly eye contact. It was hard, because, Batman suit or not, it was impossible to forget that Mr Wayne was the actual Batman. At least he was sitting down. Dami was totally right about the whole being at eye level thing. Mr Wayne wasn't... Okay, he was just as intimidating sitting down as he is standing up, but Colin had grown a bit since the last time he'd had one of these talks with Mr Wayne and, if Mr Wayne was sitting down and Colin was standing, Colin was actually just a tiny bit taller than Batman and it did a world of good for his self-confidence. (Dami had called it a “psychological advantage”, and Colin had kissed him for being adorable) Honestly, he had no idea how he ever managed to summon up enough courage to ask for Dami's hand when he was ten and Mr Wayne was standing in front of him. He'd been either the stupidest or the bravest kid in the world, back then.

Original Fiction:

Everything Will Turn Out All Right

"Hi, are you using the machine?", came a sweet voice from behind me.

I jumped, startled out of my deep concentration. I hadn't heard anybody coming up behind me, I was too engrossed (I'm what well meaning but sort of insulting adults like to call "smart for my age" which means I tend to get good grades easily and use words like "engrossed", you'll get used to it.) in the incredibly important decision of whether I was in the mood for lemon-lime or orange Gatorade from the machine in question, which in case you haven't already guessed is a vending machine.

Oh Radio, Tell Me Everything You Know

My story, like all good stories, is about a radio.

Wait, no, that's not right. I mean my story is about a radio, sort of, but all good stories aren't about radios. Let's try this again.

My story, like all good stories, is about love.

Original Published Novels:

Awakening Aidan

"Hello, my name is Aidan, and I'm a wizard." Aidan Collins smiled out over the group of fifteen or so people sitting in a circle around him, trying to project a calm he didn't really feel. It took every ounce of willpower he had to keep the agitation he was feeling from showing. Which was sort of embarrassing, because wizards his age should have been made of self-control.

Awakening Arthur

Aidan watched the wheels of the carriage bounce as they drove over the rough desert terrain. It was so strange, seeing them shudder so violently and yet barely feeling it. Suspension, the People called it. It was a way of putting some kind of springs on the wheels to absorb most of the impact of driving on anything that wasn't a road. They'd also added new tires, ridged to grip the ground and thicker to avoid damage. It had been fascinating, watching them work.

He also had to fight the sudden, unreasonable urge to yell at Eallair. It was completely unfair that someone who had never driven before was doing it so well, keeping straight even over the sandy 'road' and deftly avoiding sudden dips and large, half-buried rocks.

The Autobiography of the Dark Prince; As Written by Elias Sutterby

Strangely enough, many of the cultural practices of the Calvian Empire seemed to have survived the Great Collapse, with several being adopted by the fledgling kingdoms that rose to prominence after its fall. Even as far away as the White Kingdom of Ellington, there can be found several examples of Calvian culture that have survived to this day, including the Clockwise Tea Ceremony, the Anti-Clockwise Funeral, The Collision of the Great Beasts, and many fornicary practices as detailed in Kellan Collander's illuminating tome, Furniture Fellatio and Additional Assorted Abnormal Amorous Advances. It is a known fact in Ellington that one can actually see the most bizarre of said Advances being practiced in the dead of night in the Great Library by Scholar Elias Sutterby, whose deviant tastes—

With a small sigh of indeterminate emotion, Elias Sutterby paused in his reading. He blinked slowly, as if such an action would dissolve the offending words from the page in front of him, and when that didn't work he reached up and squeezed the bridge of his slightly pointed nose.

Awakening Camelot (Ohmigawg gaiz this one comes out May 19th this is UnReLeAsEd FoOtAgE, a SneeK PeeK, a preeeeeeveeeeU, it’s also just a really long description of a room which makes it probably the worst out of context cold open ever.)

Unlike every other office in the country, the office of the Prime Minister of the United States of America was very spacious. The decadently thick leather armchair, which rested behind the large, oak desk, was obscenely comfortable, with a matching, equally luxurious leather couch pressed up against the far wall. The small library to the right of the couch was filled floor to ceiling with any book a leader of men might need to occupy himself with, from dry magical treatises to the most bawdy of romances. And, if reading wasn't something a particular prime minister was interested in, across from the library was a fully stocked bar. There was even a small crystal ball which linked directly to the prime minister's personal kitchen, open twenty-four hours so not even a midnight craving need draw him from his office's confines. Since the building of the White House over two hundred years ago, every single new prime minister, without exception, had been stunned into an awed silence when confronted with such elegant and unusual accommodations for the first time.

And that’s that. The first few lines of everything I’ve ever written; including the stuff I’m embarrassed to admit to, lol. This was a lot of fun. Thank you for tagging me! If anyone wants to read any of these things, just message me for a link! Especially if you feel the urge to buy a book ;););) (<---Literally the first time I’ve ever marked myself in public. I feel ill)

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[drabble somewhat based on the past verse thread with @carnivorarium. just felt like writing some background/vaguely science stuff. idk if my formatting will work well with tumblr though :x this got kinda long but might be part 1/?? ]

USERNAME: R.CROSS PASSCODE: ******* … ACCESS GRANTED! OBSERVATION LOG: SUBJECT 88

1.0.1.

A few of us were put in charge of the new addition, seeing as Dr. Crowell is often preoccupied with 78. An exciting opportunity - none of us have ever seen a psion up close before. I’ll be keeping the group’s notes. Some initial observations: small for their age, which we estimate is 13 or so. Eyes and hair lacking any pigment. Somewhat nearsighted. Temperature is elevated, but does not appear ill in any other way. Identifying marks include two tattoos (right hand and collarbone), burn mark (left shoulder), surgical scarring along back, and marking at both wrists which lead us to believe restraints may be a necessity. There is an implant over the right ear. Some kind of inhibiting device, it emits a frequency to suppress 88’s power. We’re leaving it set to 100% suppression for now. On first meeting, 88 was argumentative and distrustful. Refused to sit still for most exams, shied away from most contact with us. Owen touched the implant to get a better look and they immediately flinched and tried to punch him. Supposedly their volatile temper has been a constant issue for Nova. Dr. Reyes is sending a follow up email with further notes for us. 88’s been taken to their assigned room for the night. Guards in that hall reported hearing thumps for an hour after, as if the door were being kicked. Persistent, if nothing else.

1.1.2

Owen’s lost clearance for interacting with the psion. Earlier today we took 88 to the imaging room. Had to strap them down to get them in the machine at all, and the first few brain scans came back disappointingly empty. Lynn suggested the implant might be causing interference. In a stunning display of idiocy, Owen set it to 0. 88’s reaction was swift and violent. The machine lurched to the side. Everything not nailed down rocketed towards the walls as if an explosion propelled them. Later we found some of the sturdier tools embedded half an inch deep. Luckily we were behind plexiglass, and Lynn had quick enough reflexes to snatch the remote away from Owen. Still, in that short span of time 88 managed to destroy a hideously expensive machine from inside it. Now I can see why Nova is so interested. The power in that unassuming body is phenomenal. We were unsure what disciplinary measures their old handlers used (email Reyes re: this). For tonight we’ve sent 88 to isolation without daily rations.

1.2.5

We’re leaving 88’s inhibitor around 90-95%. It should be enough to track brain activity while only allowing minimal use of their psionics. Been observed creating small sparks in their hands or moving small objects, but nothing that can’t be contained easily.

1.3.1

Been in correspondence with Reyes. Summarizing: -88 is a pet project of her superior, Dr. Jun. Meant to be an adaptable, thinking weapon. -We told her of this week’s debacle. She offered to send us the scans they on file so we don’t have to risk our equipment again. -When asked about discipline: “Avoid leaving any permanent damages, please. A broken bone is fixable, but a loss of limb is an inconvenience for us.” So there’s our clearance, I suppose. Reyes did add that 88 has a particular disdain for enclosed spaces.

1.5.5

88’s allotted rest periods have lined up with 78’s. I’m sure it’s not a coincidence. Crowell’s watching 78 for something. Maybe the psion too.

1.6.2

Excuse the unprofessional language, but 88 is a pain in the ass to work with. Their adamant refusal to comply with tests slows our work to a crawl. I’m fairly sure they’re failing tests on purpose. Owen says maybe they’re just dumb as a sack of bricks. He’s still bitter about the imaging incident, I think.

1.7.3

88 and 78 met in the courtyard again today. Turns out 88 has a mood other than angry scowl or suspicion. They express curiosity and try to engage him. 78 is normally quiet, at least in my experience seeing him, but we’ve noticed him responding in his own little ways. Whenever they meet there’s mutual concern for the other’s injuries, brief reassurance, and quiet chatter. It almost humanizes them, these monsters with the faces of children. If i hadn’t seen what each subject was capable of… Riley wonders if 88’s attachment to the other can be used as leverage. It’s a thought.

1.9.1

Riley’s idea worked for a while. 88 was told that if they did not complete the day’s tests then 78 would be reprimanded. We expected there might be a protest; the psion demanded to see him. Lynn was prepared for this. She’d pulled some audio clips from 78’s files. As soon as the recorded cry was played into the room, 88’s face went white. They held up their hands and walked back towards the testing area of their own accord. I almost never thought I’d see that iron will of theirs crack. Finally, some proper testing results: Sharp reflexes. Lacking in physical power (not like they need it, I guess). Reading level adequate for their age, demonstrates creative problem-solving skills, but struggles with math and science. Some memory issues. My thoughts: 88 is not dumb as a brick. Just incredibly stubborn.

1.11.3

The jig is up, as they say. 78 was allowed out during 88’s scheduled break. The psion just about took him down with a bearhug despite their smaller stature. All it took was a quiet discussion for 88 to work out that we had lied and he was never in any danger. They’re back to refusing or playing dumb. I wonder if Crowell would permit us to test both subjects at the same time. Could yield some interesting results for the both of us.

LOG END. RETURN TO DIRECTORY? Y/N

#[drabble]#[about mouse]#[i got tired of editing and decided to post]

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