#just seeing their faces light up ! is so ! gah ! it makes me so happi >w< ! !
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Can I have a one shot if sanji x black plus size reader where she pregnant with triplets and she wakes up horny and ask sanji to relieve her since he is her husband
Triplets gah lee bro i may do just one baby 💀 but I just seen this video and it SCREAMS Sanji w his pregnant wife so i gotchu.
“Needy” Sanji x Pregnant! Plus Sized Black Fem Reader (NSFW)
CW: Reader is mentioned to have braids, Soft!Dom Sanji, Cunnilings, Praise, Sensual Massage, Fingering, Creampie, More of the reader being called "mama" don't hate me rn, Reader has sensitive breasts
WC: 1.4k
You’re only 2 months pregnant and you’re already ready for your baby to just come out. Its constant back pains, constant mood swings, and you don’t even know when your cravings became so distorted.
As happy as being parents made you both you also had alot of issues trying to keep yourself in good spirits, you tummy has began to already poke out more, now only wearing dresses and other loose clothing to cover how big you’re rapidly getting. Your husband of course notices how much MORE clothing you started to wear and it bothered him a bit. Only because he seen the sorrow in your face.
It was a tinge of guilt he felt knowing you were going through this, and though you both have throughly talked about having kids and becoming parents he couldn’t help but to want to make sure your pleasure and comfort was his number one priority for you.
No matter what it was.
You have recently been reading more on pregnancy and youve seen where sometimes women’s libido can sky rocket. And tonight was just the prime example of it.
You were cuddled soundly in Sanji’s strong arms, his hand now always softly rubbing the sides of your belly. But your thighs just kept rubbing, his scent was more pungent and he felt so much bigger to you right now and it was a small ache in your lower body that was starting to annoy you.
You felt embarrassed, this morning you told Sanji he didn’t have to take a break from cooking to pleasure you when you felt a bit needy, using the “I’ll be fine” excuse, he even offered again before bed but you said no.
Your body was changing so much you just didn’t want to see the look of disgust when Sanji sees your poking belly, your stretch marks, your cellulite.
But you needed it. You needed some release.
You wiggle out of his grasp, unfortunately your husband has became accustomed to being a light sleeper for you. When you wake him for snacks, needing to use the bathroom, or anything he is woke to almost any subtle movements.
“You okay, sweetheart?” Sanji’s tired rasped voice, you felt instant regret hearing him sound so sleepy, you grimaced at yourself in his neck.
"I'm fine.."
Sanji couldn't explain how annoyed he got when he kept hearing your "I'm fine" excuse, he knew in an instant you weren't. So he got up, holding himself up on his side to look at your face, "Tell me."
It was eating you up inside, waking him up for such foolery, you played with the hem of your his night shirt while laying on your back and that's when your pretty blonde man cupped your cheeks to look at him.
"Talk to me, baby."
"....I..I'm...I..I need..."
By the looks of your thighs rubbing and the gloss under your eyes he caught on, his eyes softened on you figure leaning in to kiss you with his hand rubbing your tummy, making you flinch, "Did I press too hard? I'm so--"
"No, it's not that I....."You sigh, " I...been wanting you all day, but I was afraid to ask because...I didn't...want you to..."
"Didn't want me to what?" His eyes searched for yours in concern, afraid of what you may spill, "Baby--"
"I'm afraid you won't find me attractive anymore." You turn away from his gaze, "I'm only 2 months pregnant and look at me, I'm swollen all over my arms, my legs, my breast, my stomach and I'm no longer attractive to you! And it sucks because I--Mmmm!"
Sanji couldn't take hearing anymore slander fall through your teeth. Such lies! Kissing you oh so slowly he cages you in his arms as he rolls on top of you, looking down at your teary eyes about to cry himself, "Don't you ever speak that way about yourself again, you hear me? You are as beautiful as the day we met, your skin is glowing, your body is so supple and perfect I couldn't have it any other way....you're carrying OUR child. OUR baby is growing inside you and I couldn't find you any more perfect because of it and I don't want you to ever feel anything less than beautiful because I am here to serve you,so ...please...allow me..."
His lips attached to your neck, your hand pushing back your braids to get more access to you, "You taste so good, mama.." Humming into your skin you then gasp feeling his hand creep under your shirt, smirking at the sweet surprise of you not only wearing no bra, but,
"Y/n..where'd your panties go? I saw you put them on before we went to bed..."
His voice was nothing, but a tease, seeing you turn your head in embarrassment he playfully tsk'ed at you, "Vilaine fille..."
The corner of your lips curl, damn.. him speaking that language is what got you pregnant with his child now, you giggle at the thought as your watch him rub your inner thigh to ghosted his hand over your body, leaving you goosebumps at his gentle touch, taking off your shirt, exposing your body to him as his sits on his knees between your legs.
"Ji..." You cover your face, he chuckles lowly before rubbing your sides, "C'monnn.."
"Oh nowww you're impatient." Sanji smiles leaning over you to kiss both breast, as quick as he licked your sensitive nipple you threw your hand in his hair, "mmhmm.."
Wasn't long until he finally gave your clit some attention as well as your aching wet slit altogether, he toyed with your pussy with his index and middle finger as he sucked on one of your supple breast.
"All f'me..." Sanji popped off your breast to smile as your blissful face, "This body is all mine....remember? This sexy body is all mine.."
he peppered kisses all your over nude state not missing an area where you bad talked it just before he finally reached the area where you needed him most, his warm hands held your thighs down and he quickly came to suck on your lower lips and then clit.
"O-oh!" your back arched, you wanted to feel grossed out that your small belly hill was nearly covering Sanji's face, but you were already too fucked out on his tongue that slithered inside you. The tip of his tonge wiggling on the hood of your clit before suckling, you whimpered his name, "Ji...!"
The orgasm you felt just from his mouth alone had you so sleepy, even coming down from the high though, tasting yourself on his mouth as he left wet kisses on you, you still wanted more,
and your husband of course read your body perfectly.
He slide off his underwear, climbing back on top or you leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck, sliding his cock inside you with ease, you clenched down on him so quickly you heard a gasp of your named from his lips on your ear.
"I...love you.." Sanji strained out a moan, holding one of your hands and his other hand rubbing and holding your hip carefully, not to hurt you, "I love you."
You couldn't even respond, the sting of overtsimulation just had you hold him against your body closer as he did deep long strokes inside you, with each pump came out another moan from you both.
It has been a while since you both had sex, so sensitive wasn't even the right word to describe how you both were. It didn't take long for that same familiar knot arise inside your tummy, wrapping your legs around his damp hips to keep Sanji inside you, as a warning you were close.
Nothing but your moans and his cries of your name filled the hot room, you felt his cum nearly overflow inside you so much you whined at the sensation of being so full.
You wanted him to stay inside you, but your blonde didn't want to lay on top of your of course so he pulled you atop him, his hot hands rubbing your lower back.
"..thank you, Ji.." You kissed his scruffy beard making him giggle, as he looked at the blank ceiling, "I love you."
"Always come to me...for whatever you need okay? I'll always be ready to make this pregnancy easier for you." You hum in agreement at his stern words, "I love you, too mama...I love you."
#one piece#TimikosSanji#one piece headcanons#black reader#one piece x female reader#sanji#one piece smut#sanjionepiece#sanji imagine#sanji x black reader#sanji x reader#one piece x black!reader#black foot sanji#x female reader#female reader#one piece scenario#sanji smut
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OMG SIS! PERFECT IDEA!
I request you to write a fic on whatever you feel like writing in your loevly lee mood. That is once you feel better and not as tired and angry. Whenever you have energy basically :)
Hope you're feeling okay, big sister.
Cuddle time
Jesus Chirst sis, I've been feeling so fucking lee for Kaveh it's uaghhhakdhskdhks
I always feel so insecure writing a new character so pls bare with me 😖
But also my love for Kaveh is in the same level as Chuuya, so y'know this shit is serious!
Can't wait to write more for him~
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Kaveh x gn!reader (romantic)
Lee: reader
Ler: Kaveh
Warnings: Tickles! My feelings for Kaveh
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Kaveh had been whining all day, claiming that he was "attention starved". He looked up at you with puppy eyes, playfully tugging at your sleeve like a child. "C'mon let's cuddle, pretty pleaseeee?".
If you didn't say yes soon he might actually get down on his knees. As funny as that would be, could you truly deny this man some cuddles? No, exactly.
"Oh fine, you big baby" you playfully teased as you placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"Oh hush!" a cute pout adorned his lips as he dragged you to the couch. He layed down and quickly pressed you against his chest. As weak as he may seem, his grip was quite firm along your waist.
"Happy now?" you asked with mock annoyance, trying to make yourself comfortable between the entangled limbs.
Kaveh let out a satisfied hum as he nuzzled all sweetly into the crook of your neck. Although he wasn't expecting you to let out such an adorable squeak.
"Aww, I forget how ticklish you are~" he playfully cooed into your ear, his breath making you shiver.
You could feel the heat rise up to your cheeks. Thanfully you were facing away from him or you wouldn't hear the end of it. He always got so cocky whenever he managed to fluster you, probably because he was always in the receiving end-
"You're one to talk..." you playfully huffed, a slight pout on your lips.
"Haha! Maybe, but you're definitely more ticklish~" as he said that, he moved his hands down to your hips, giving them a light squeeze.
"Gah!" you yelped. Your body wanted to jump out of there, but he kept you firmly held in his arms.
"See?" he chuckled at your reaction before whispering close to your ear. "Even just whispering near your ear is enough to get you all giggly~".
"L-lihies...!" you playfully whined through your soft giggling, hiding your red face behind your sleeve.
"Aww, don't be so shy now~" his hands travelled under your sweater, lightly grazing along the bare skin of your stomach.
"Eep! W-wahahait!" your giggles turned a bit more frantic when you felt his soft, gentle fingertips. It was like being touched by a thousand feathers.
"Wait for what? Did I hit a soft spot?~" his fingers kept softly caressing all over your belly, occassionally tracing around your navel.
You couldn't even argue if you wanted to. His touch was so soft and yet so... ticklish?! The giggles flowed out of you like an open cascade. You didn't even bother squirming away because deep down you loved every moment of it.
"You don't mind if we stay like this for a while, right...?~" Kaveh didn't even let you answer as he nuzzled back into your neck, placing tickly 'lil kisses all over it and near your ear. All while his hands kept caressing your belly and sides, keeping you all giggly in ticklish glee. You could get used to this sort of affection.
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I didnt know how to end this so uhh yeah- akdhakdhkajd
#genshin impact#genshin tickle#genshin x reader#kaveh#kaveh x reader#genshin tickle fic#tickle fic#ler!kaveh#lee!reader
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Saiouma Day Oneshot!
Hello, everyone!! HAPPY SAIOUMA DAY!!! 💙💜 I know by the time I am posting this, it is like...Super late JFKDKNJDJKD BUT DAMNIT, I WAS DETERMINED TO HAVE SOMETHING DONE FOR THEM ON TIME!!! and also because I literally started this today because I remembered at the last minute KJDJFDJJDK Just Kay Things 😩 BUT AHH, if any of you still would love to read this, I would be so happy and flattered....
But yes, I just wanted to write something short and soft for the good baby boys on their special day... plot wise, nothing much; just Kokichi playing a silly prank on Shuichi, which eventually leads to cute cuddles and a soft intimate moment between them...and then confession of love... ♥ As always, I hope you all enjoy, and thank you in advanced for reading~! May you all have a great day/night!!! ⭐
Relaxing in his bed with a book on an otherwise uneventful night; not an unusual sight to see the detective in. That, paired with a nice cup of tea: he was truly content, the first time in a while he could just relax like this. Just as he was about to start another chapter, he gets a text notification. "Oh?" Grabbing his phone, he sees it's from Kokichi. "Oh god, what is this going to be." Because almost always, an unprompted text from Kokichi was bound to be something crazy. Opening up, it simply says:
{txt: Shumai} I'm under your bed.
"Wh-" He nearly wheezed. Just as he thought... "I-I swear to God, this boy." Now, Shuichi quickly texts back:
{txt: Kokichi} Very horrifying message to get at night, thank you!!!
"Honestly..." Rolling his eyes, he still couldn't help but let out a chortle. The boy's absolute ridiculousness was something Shuichi grew to love about him. Then as soon as he went back to his book...he heard what he swore was the sound of rustling under his bed.
"?!" His eyes widened, instantly pausing in his reading. "Wh-What the hell was that. Freaking Kokichi, now I'm starting to hear things..." He was going to ignore it, until he heard the noise again, but even louder this time. "Gah?! S-Seriously, what is that?!" Now getting out of his bed, and right before he can even move an inch... he felt something shoot out from under the bed, and tightly grip his ankles. "GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH?!?" Loudly screams Shuichi as he started flailing so badly, he hits the floor with a loud thump. "Oof!! Wh-Wh-Wha-?!" Looking under the bed, feeling his heart race a mile a minute... as soon as he saw purple eyes staring right back at him, he knew instantly who it was. "K...K-KOKICHI!!!"
"Nishishishiiiii! Gotcha!!!" He cackles in victory, slapping his hands against the floor in victory. Face now burning red in embarrassment, Shuichi scrambles to his feet, pouting very hard as he grabs Kokichi's wrists to drag him out from under the bed. This only makes the supreme leader laugh even harder as he exclaims: "I toooold you I was under your bed, Shuichi~!"
"W-Well I obviously didn't think you were serious! How long were you under there? How did you even get in here without me noticing?!"
"Mmm, only ten minutes. And I snuck in when you left to make your tea. Geez Shuichi, so rude of you to keep me waiting! Do you know how precious a supreme leader's time is, hmm?"
"O-Ohh, shut up!!" He delivers a light kick to Kokichi's side, emitting a giggle out the boy. "I cannot believe you.... a-anyways: hi, Kokichi. Was there something you actually wanted....?'
"Wow! So cold, Shuichi.... I just wanted to pay my dear Shumai a visit, and *this* is the thanks I get? S-So heartless...." 'Tears' start welling up in his eyes.
"O-Ohh no, don't you dare...." A sigh, he plays along and 'corrects' himself: "Okay, I am very sorry for my rudeness. The heart attack you practically gave me aside: I am happy to see you, Kokichi."
"Y...Y-You mean that....?" And after a small pause...he sucks those tears back up, smiling brightly in an instant. "Good! You'd better be happy to see me! I'm always happy to see you, too, Shuichi~!" He hums, playfully tugging his cheeks. Despite his playful tone, he truly was always happy to see Shuichi. And knowing Shuichi was happy to see him as well, made his heart flutter. He always wants to be Shuichi's favorite.
"Bweeeh...." Is the comical noise Shuichi utters at the cheek pulls, before a light giggle leaves him. "Hahaha... I'm glad..." He really was, and while he would be far too shy to ever admit it: he always hopes he is the one Kokichi is happiest to see.
His smile brightening at his response, Kokichi is silent for a moment....before suddenly grabbing Shuichi by the shirt, and throwing him onto the bed.
"Uwoah?!" He lets out a surprised yelp as he's plopped onto the bed. And before he can have time to react, Kokichi exclaims a 'geronimoooo!' before plopping right on top of Shuichi, making him wheeze. "Oof!! K-Kokichi?!" His cheeks quickly heat up, staring down at him with widened eyes.
"Heheh... surprise attack!" He exclaims, beaming up at Shuichi an 'innocent' bright smile. "Goodness detective, don't you know better than to let your guard down around an evil leader? I could have finally assassinated you right then and there, and you wouldn't have even seen it coming..." Yet despite his ominous words, there was not a sign of the usual sly look on his face, his smile in fact only brightening more before he declares: "But that's a lie! I'd never hurt my precious detective... and because I'm so nice like that, he's going to cuddle me! And I won't take no for an answer!"
"O-Oh my god, Kokichi-" Hearing him go on that dramatic speak, and then demanding cuddles...couldn't help but make him laugh, fondly shaking his head. "You are absolutely ridiculous, you know that? B-But... I wouldn't mind cuddling with you! I-I mean it's...nice when we c-cuddle together..."
"You think so?! Good! No one else in this world has this special privilege to cuddle with me, you know... so that makes you extra special." And it was true; this level of intimacy he has with Shuichi, he could never feel comfortable enough having with anyone else. Not only that, but with Shuichi... he found himself being more honest at times, while of course still telling light-hearted lies for the most part. And while it was still hard for him to...at times let himself be more unguarded around him; more vulnerable. He trusted him. Trusted that he won't hurt him, won't ever stab him in the back. It was still scary to trust someone like this, but...it was a feeling that, deep down: he always wanted to experience. And right now, he just wanted to indulge in Shuichi's warmth, the sound of his soothing heartbeat....just being able to enjoy having the detective all to himself like that.
"Hehehe.... Mmhm; I do feel special." His arms go to gently wrap around Kokichi's waist, as he begins cuddling him softly. "It's....a little embarrassing to say, but.... I actually am really happy you're here. Even while I was reading, you....were on my mind." Kokichi could probably hear his heart starting to race a little. A quiet, slightly shaky exhale, he adds: "Y-You're....always on my mind, really..."
"....!" Now it was Kokichi's turn to blush, cheeks turning a light pink as he started up at Shuichi with wide eyes. "I'm always on your mind...?" He really was surprised... he always thought it was just him, having Shuichi on his mind. So to know the same applied to him in turn.... "......" Made him glad Shuichi was not the one laying his head on his chest, or else he would've felt that hard thump in Kokichi's. And as if you try making a joke to ignore the rapid beating of his heart, he forces a smile and teases: "Does that mean you really do have dirty thoughts of me? My, my, my! Shumai's such a pervert~!"
"?!?!?! H-H-Huh?! Wh-Where did that come from! ueeuue, I’m being serious here, K-Kokichi!” He whines, bringing one hand up to tug his cheek, emitting a mischievous giggle from the other. Though it really did help to not only ease Kokichi’s, but also Shuichi’s nervousness as well. “Dummy...” He mutters with a puffed out cheek, before it relaxes into a smile. “A-Anyway...yes, you are. Always wondering... how you’re doing when we are not hanging out together. If you’re alright, having fun somewhere... or causing trouble somewhere with your pranks. Hahaha.... but yeah,, just... hoping that you’re doing okay, and that you’re happy. S-Since...um....well: y...y-you’ve probably already figured it out by now.”
As Shuichi had continued on, Kokichi silently listened as he rested his head on Shuichi’s chest again. There was a soft glow in his eyes as he continued to cuddle Shuichi. Being thought of so much like that... and that Shuichi always wishes for his happiness... things he never really heard anyone say about him, before. It made his heart feel full...and full of even more love for the detective. He truly loves him so much.... but then Shuichi says that last part. “...Huh?” Figured it out by now, he says? Kokichi knew exactly what he meant, and yet... even his mind started second-guessing. Thinking.... there’s no way Shuichi must be implying that he... Swallowing, Kokichi purses his lips. His expression becomes unreadable, but even he can’t hide the tinge of nervousness still apparent in his eyes. “....Figured what out? I don’t know what you’re talking about... guess you’ll have t...to...” His voice becomes ever so shaky. “Say it outright. Unless you’re a coward.”
“Ahhh...” Shuichi knows Kokichi isn’t that naive. He’s pushing him to say it; to say those three words. And it’s not as if he doesn’t want to... but the thought of actually confessing to him, especially unprompted... makes him immensely nervous. What if he didn’t feel the same? What if this strains their friendship, if Kokichi does reject him? He knows the latter at least was irrational thinking, but... just the idea of someone he loves, loving him back: sounded too good to be true, to happen to him... but he wasn’t going to run away, wasn’t going to lie to himself. No matter what the outcome will be... he doesn’t want to hold in how he truly feels for him, forever. “........” A deep exhale, he nods his head. “O....Okay. I’ll say it. I....I-I...” Several more exhales, he gives. He ignores how loud his heart is beating as he finally gets it out. “....I love you, Kokichi.... a-and I... always want to be with you.”
He loves him. Shuichi loves him. Even after hearing it with his own ears, and being the one who wanted Shuichi to say it clearly... his mind still had to process it. Process that those words were being told to him, from the person who stole his heart. “A-Ah...” He could feel his heart burst into his chest, and an overwhelming amount of emotions bubbling up in him; ....all good ones. Despite how prideful he acts... deep down, Kokichi never imagined anyone could ever love him. That everyone simply puts up with him at best. And feared.... maybe Shuichi did the same thing for a while, too. Now he felt stupid for thinking that. Jokingly thinking to himself that he should be a master at reading people, yet as always: Shuichi always knew how to catch him off guard, knock the words right out his mouth. “.....Mmmnnnngh.......” He was so happy-so happy his mind was swirling-but also a little embarrassed because of how happy this made him to hear. He was blushing deeply, quickly burying his face in Shuichi’s chest to hide it. “N...No fair, damnit...” He mumbles. “It’s supposed to be the evil supreme leader that kills the detective, not the other way around!!” Despite his dramatic declaration, he couldn’t hide how truly flustered he was in the whine he then emits.
“H-Hehehe....” Shuichi felt like his heart could stop at any moment, anticipating how Kokichi will respond to his confession. He has to admit he didn’t expect him to get so flustered, though... he honestly found it really cute. ‘U-Um...sorry...” He shyly giggles, feeling his own cheeks heat up. “If... if you need some time, th-that’s okay! I-I, ah... understand it’s so sudden.” His hand hesitates for a moment... before he goes to slowly comb it through Kokichi’s locks. “You don’t need to give an answer right away.”
“Shumai...” He emits a soft sigh at the hair strokes, relaxing into his hand. Shuichi was always so considerate of his feelings like that... it made his heart all the more fuzzier. “.........” And before he knew it... Kokichi lifts his head up and starts crawling closer up to Shuichi’s face. Gray eyes would be greeted with meek, purple ones. Then, with bated breath... wraps hisi arms around his neck, and leans in to plant a kiss to Shuichi’s lips.
“...!” He didn’t have time to ask what was up when Kokichi suddenly brought his face so much closer when he kissed him. His eyes widened and it felt like fireworks going of in his chest. But for once, he wasn’t going to try so hard to process something he did not expect to happen at all. He will just go along with it.... and happily lean into his kiss, eyes slowly coming to a close as he did so. “Mm...” A low hum vibrates through him into the kiss. The arm still wrapped around Kokichi, now rubs slow circles into his back, while the other twirls a lock of hair around his finger. This felt so nice.... and his lips felt so soft. “...Kokichi....” He softly whispers into it. This felt like heaven to him...
Doing something so sudden like this... Kokichi was screaming internally. He hoped he didn’t just become far too forward, making Shuichi uncomfortable. But he was just... so overwhelmed with happiness and love for him, that he wanted to psychically express that, rather than with words alone. He would kick himself if he still did the wrong, though... but the moment he felt Shuichi lean in to deepen it, uttering his name so lovingly like that... it made his worries dissipate. He was so relieved and happy... and even once they would have to catch their breath, one kiss wasn’t enough. Now that he knew Shuichi liked it too, he wanted more. “Sh...Shuichi...” He whispers in between pants. The gaze he gives Shuichi is slightly intense, but pouring with love. Then without missing a beat, he leans in to plant another, slightly deeper kiss. And then another, and another... he loved the feel of Shuichi’s lips. He wanted to keep indulging in this feeling, not wanting to stop until he would truly have to.
The hand that was playing with his hair, moved to caress his cheek when Kokichi whispered his name like that, a half-lidded gaze returning the loving one Kokichi gave him. And each kiss Kokichi gave him, Shuichi near eagerly returned. He didn’t want to stop, either: he wanted to just kiss him over and over if he could. But eventually, the two had to catch their breath for real, now. Heavy pants emit from the two, faces an even deeper, heated red. “H-Hah....hah....th...that was...” A small, shy smile eventually appears on his face. “Th-That was nice.... I wouldn’t mind doing that more often....”
“Nishishi... you nerd....” He fondly teases, giving him his own small, but genuine smile. “Yeah, kissing you is now going to be my new favorite thing to do, so you’d better prepare yourself, detective~!” Then, Kokichi goes silent for a brief moment. The smile on his face grows warmer.... the warmest Shuichi would ever see from him. “.....I love you, too. And I always want to be with Shumai, too... Th-There.” Ohh how he hates it when he genuinely stammers like that. “I’m so embarrassed, I could die! You’ve got to remedy this by giving me lots of cuddles and kisses, Shuichi!”
“H-Hehe.....Koki...” Hearing Kokichi say it back, made his heart soar. He gives him a much warmer and brighter smile, giggling as he listened to him continue on. “H-Hahaa, well that’s only if y-you don’t kill me with adorableness, first! B...But yes, I hear you loud and clear. Anything for my....ah.....b-boyfriend....”
“Boyfriend...” That’s right, he thought: now that they both confessed their feelings, and want to be together.... that made them boyfriends, now. He could feel his heart giddily bouncing around in his chest, again. Now he had a much bigger and brighter smile on his face, cuddling Shuichi even more wildly as he exclaims: “Yes, that’s right! I’m Shumai’s boyfriend!! And he’s mine~! Mmm and sorry, I don’t think I’ll stop killing you like that. Now I am waitiiiing!”
“Y-Yes!! And oh my god, y-you are so...!” A rare unrestrained, bright laugh emits from Shuichi, as he starts cuddling Kokichi just as much now, and plants several soft kisses to his lips in between giggles. A very satisfied and happy squeal leaves Kokichi when Shuichi gives him just what he wanted, kissing him back just as eagerly and in between giggles as well. And to think, this is all happened because he decided to play a silly prank on Shuichi. He couldn’t had been any more proud of himself for being so chaotic and silly unprompted like that.
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Maki x Black!Reader(Jujutsu kaisen)
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N/s/f/w, semi-public, readers name isn’t mentioned, strap on, timid reader, monster girl reader, light violence, teasing, embarrassed/happy/overstimulated crying, you’re a black sheep gorl
“Eh? You wanna spar with me?”
You really admired Maki. She was extremely strong and you two talked a fair bit but for some reason, you’ve never fought. You were pretty sure she’s never seen your abilities before. Apparently, that was about to change today.
“Yeah! Pandas gone to visit that robo thing today. I know he’s usually your sparing partner. With him gone I don’t have anyone to fight either.”
She crossed her arms smiling down at you and put her weight on one of her hips.
“He claims you’re pretty damn good.”
She eyes you up and down and you think you see suspicions in her eyes. You immediately pout.
“Wha-! He’s right! I am strong! I can keep up with you! In fact, I can beat you! Panda and I are about equally matched!”
She smiled humming putting a hand to her chin looking down at you. Your sheep ears flickered up and down. getting all riled up. She tried not to giggle, you were pretty adorable. A blush rose to her cheeks as she tried to hold the excess air in.
You turned on your heel and pointed back at her.
“I’ll see you and the 3rd dojo room!”
She waved you off as you trotted away, a bit miffed. You’ll show her! You’re strong! Sure, Maki was amazing but you’re a force to be reckoned with too!
You were looking through your clothes and thought about what to change into. Your face was heated as you started to over think. Maybe you should put on spanks under your skirt? You hated wearing anything that wasn’t a skirt but flashing Maki would be really embarrassing! But you tended to get a lot hotter since most of your thighs were covered in fur. As for your top...you just wore a sports bra. It wasn’t like your bust was very big but! but!! You needed support but your own body heat would end up slowing you down. It wasn’t like Maki cared about any of this! Gahh!
Wait! You had an idea! You put down the spandex shorts and reached under your skirt to slip off your underwear. Finally, you pulled up the short shorts and an even shorter skirt and made sure your sport bra was secure.
You brushing your dreadlocks and tieing them in pigtails. You pointedly walked past the mirror so you wouldn’t change your mind again.
Your held an immense amount of power in your legs plus, you had a naturally curvy body. You loved this about yourself but at the moment, if you thought too hard about how Maki would see your plush thighs making muffin tops in your tight elastic shorts and how your ass looked under your skirt you might do something detrimental. Like wearing pants! That simply wasn’t an option! You had to beat Maki! You couldn’t let yourself over heat and lose! Did you mention you might have a little crush on the lady? Not that your thoughts had anything to do with that. Not at all or how cool she handled difficult situations all calm and colle-
Gah! You had to stop! You were about to fight!!
Your tail wagged in anticipation, and the sound of your hooves clopped against the wood.
Electricity sparked and flickered upon your skin. Nerves and excitement battling it out inside your body. You were excited to fight it out!
You found the room and bit your lip before opening the sliding door to keep yourself from launching your body across the room.
The sun was setting its warm light spreading out across the room, filtering through the paper screens. It was pleasantly silent, save for the clopping of your hooves. The electricity simmered down to a pleasant buzz on your skin and finger tips.
Maki stood on the other side of the room with her brown pole. Contrary to our previous barbs, we smiled at each other. Ready at the each of our seats wanting to tear into each other. Something was different here, different from when you usually spar fellow students. She changing her stance and you did the same.
You squat down, crouching with your hands on the floor in a cat like position. Your muscles began bunching up in your thighs. Something strange happened in the air between you two. You were feeling positively wild. You were getting revved up and smiled bigger, showing teeth. Something feral possessed you just before you two launched at each other.
A clash rang in the middle of the room. Claws caught in a pole and the two of you entered a joust. You pressed down against her gaining advantage before you began to lose it and she pushed you further back. After a few moments, you two unlocked. Her pole and your claws bouncing back before you both started hitting heavy blows again and again against one another. A loud pang! and sharp wind releasing from your respective weapons. You slashed at her, her pole blocking you. She swung at the sides of your body your claws blocking her just before she could strike.
You tried aiming for her pole to try slicing it apart with no luck. Her pole held fast blocking you. You crouched down quickly kicking out a leg and spun to kick her down, but she slammed the butt of her pole into the floor protecting her leg.
You bent your knee around it catching the pole and slammed your hands against the floor to lift yourself up. Your legs wrapped around her pole and held the pole behind you with your hands. Maki made a tiny gasp. In her hesitation, you kicked out both your legs to hit her but it was your turn to gasp. She kicked the bottom of the pole. In your confusion of suddenly being sideways, her palm struck you right under your ribcage. Before she could hit you again this time with her pole, you kicked the arm that struck you away. Your other leg kicked the pole coming at you. Her body stood in between your legs in a straddle position. You immediately wrapped your legs around her neck and shoulder. Her pole clattered to the ground to the side of you two. You both stood there struggling against each other.
You were trying to choke her out and she was trying to pull your thighs away. You smiled down at the top of her head squeezing tight. You thought you’d gotten her but felt her arms wrap around your waist pulling you even closer. What was she- ?! Gravity was suddenly pulling down on you. Maki was planning to slam you in the ground! On instinct, you wrapped your arms around her head trying to hold onto something that would keep you upright but it did no good. You hit the ground hard. You coughed, gasping your legs loosing their hold. Your vision was a bit fuzzy but a blur was quickly coming at you. You flinched your head to the side and my elbow blocked what ever was trying to take a hit on you. You generally mapped out where her body was since she was on top of you. You freed your legs from under her knees and slammed your knee into what you believed to be her gut. You heard a gasp and seemed to guess correctly. The world began to clear up and you squeezed your sore abdomen to sit up, driving your head in her nose. Her head tiled back and you used the momentum to turn the tables and get on top of her. You both wrestled each other, you tried to pin her limbs but she was as fast as you and she didn’t have to see to dodge your touch. You growled in frustration and she just smiled up at you letting out a, “Hoh?” She looked up at you as if she said
“I can do that too.” You heated with a frown on your face. In a moment of your distraction, she brought her leg to your side to roll you both over. You tried to use the momentum to beat her with her own move but and ended up rolling you both across the floor before I ended up on my stomach.
Maki had you in a quite a precarious position. She had a tight grip on your ankle and held your leg toward your back. Her other hand tugged both your pig tails back. Your neck craning back. Tears sprang in your eyes as you tried to catch your breath, but it left you entirely when she leaned down against your ear. She growled deeply and you made a pathetic squeak. Did she hear that? You hoped she couldn’t see your face. You tried to find your tiny voice.
“Ah, I give! You- you win! you pinned me!”
She wasn’t letting you go! She just laughed.
“You seem to be in a hurry to leave...”
You, you couldn’t see her but you swore you could feel her eyes traveling down your body. You were also pretty sure your skirt slid down your back showing off your spandex. Your face and body heated up further. You bent your one free leg wiggling it to reach Makis body trying to break free. You tried letting your back bend further back so your claws could reach her but she just dodged back and forth laughing. She was just bullying you now!
“Hahaha! Here, let me give you some encouragement.”
“ah eh? Ahhnn!”
oh god oh god! She... she bit your tail! and you...and you! The sound of your moan echoed through the room. Theres no way she didn’t hear that! On the bright side, her grip loosened.
“...You got-”
“AaaHH.”
You rocked your body back and forth to get her off you but we ended up wrestling and rolling again. Why wont she let you leave? This was getting embarrassing!
We stopped but again Maki was on top of you! You were on your back and she sat in-between your legs with her fist positioned under your belly button. You frowned and covered your face with your forearms. Your voice came out trembly.
“Y-You win you you already!”
“I thought you were going to hold your own against me?”
You pouted.
“You’re being mean.”
She laughed.
“I have to corner you because you’re so good at running from me.”
Your ears sagged.
“You- hah!”
Maki! She she rolled her hips into your crotch.
“M-ma..ki what??”
“You can’t run from me now.”
She grabbed your wrists and the two of you struggled against each other.
“N-no! You can’t look at me!”
Who know what sort of face you were making! You could feel her smiling and whimpered when you felt her lean down toward your covered face. She thrust into you again and bit your ear. You whined and she managed to pin your arms above your head. Maki was smiling down at you as you suspected. Blood pooled on her upper lip. Night had fallen now but moon light shone in the room brighter than the setting sun. It passed over your doe eyes, you turned your head against your arm as a few tears fell.
“Oooh I’m sorry for making you cry. I really wanted to see that pretty face you were making.”
Your heart felt squeezed with embarrassment and warmth inside your chest as she cooed at you. She left down to lick at the tear
“Wont you show me your face?”
You pouted tightly closing your eyes and shaking your head like a stubborn child.
“No! You already saw it!”
“Hmm not even, if i do this?”
She switched both your wrists to only one of her hands, with her free hand she caresses your head and slid down your cheek. Her thumb softly grazed my plush lip from one side to the other. Your eye brows drew together but slowly, very slowly you opened your eyes. Makis hair tie had broken in the struggle green hair spilled over her shoulders. Moonlight light up her smug face, glowing in her eyes with a spark. Her blood began to dry and darken. You looked up at her pleading. You squeezed your thighs against her hips. Your breathes were short and quick, her touch on your lip was making you shiver. You looked away but she started to lean down. You parted your lips as she placed a sweet kiss on your cheek. The whole situation making your head spin, you closed your eyes and faced her. She kissed you! She was soft and warm against you her breathes even as she drew away from you, her eyes teasing.
“Do you want me to kiss you again?”
You nodded.
“Hahah ah You’re not getting out of this. You have to use your words.”
You bit your lip and looked at her with your best puppy dog eyes. You made a tiny “Please?”
She shook her head.
“I won’t know if you don’t say it clearly. Do you want me to slide my tongue in your mouth?”
She played dumb and rolled her hips against yours almost in slow motion. You whimpered as the heat and tension continued to build up.
“P-Please kiss me, i i want….i want your tongue inside my mouth...inside of...me..”
Your face was on fire but she purred.
“Good, girl.”
You melted at her praise. She rubbed her cheek against yours before her lips touched yours again. She licked your lip sighing into your mouth, you opened your mouth as she licked against your tongue. You started to throb in your spandex. They felt thin and tight and suffocating around you. You both arched your backs to get closer to each other. Her arm slipped under your and on your back from the space created. She held your fluffy soft tail in her palm. You moan and began to twitch as she squeezed and rolled it in her hand. you couldn’t use your own hands but ground your hips into her to make her felt good too.
Her groans were long and rumbly against your mouth. Her hand that held your wrists finally let you go, slid down your forearms and biceps to sneak under the band of your sport bra and lifted up and showed your breasts. The back of your hand covered your mouth.
“Ah! Uhm wait, are we? Cant uh, doing this... here is a bit...”
Makis hands warmed your boobs as she played with them, pushing them together and circling your nipples.
“Are you afraid someone’s gonna come and see the sweet girl begging for mercy? Well it is night time you know.”
The thoughts she planted in me were scary and arousing.
“Maki this is- mmh this is already embarrassing... we’re gonna get in trouble.”
“Well, if it makes you feel any better gojo brings girls around all the time it’s not like he can reprimand us...”
Maki laid against you and sucked your nipple while squeezing the other. You were caught between covering your mouth and holding her.
“Th that this feels good and that sound like him bu- ahhn ”
Maki reached down into her own shorts and seemed to adjust something before rubbing her hand against your shorts, on your swollen lips.
“Mah! Ki!”
You could barley think, you were using all your consentration to keep quiet.
“Wouldn’t that be something? Someone seeing you so needy when u couldn’t even look at me.”
“Mmm.. mmm! sorry...”
Maki looked up at you, her eyes made your heart skip several beats as she slid down your body.
“Oh dearest, don’t apologize. We’ll definitely work on it together. I’ll take care of anything and everything that happens. All you need to do is relax for me. Can you do that for Maki?”
You nodded.
“Mmhmm.”
She gave your swollen pussy a rough kiss and began to give you long licks through your spandex. Sucking and nibbling your clit through its hood. You couldn’t stop squirming and moans and whimpers were escaping through. Then your hips couldn’t buck. You hadn’t even realized they were until they couldn’t. You looked down to see Maki having a tight grip on them, pushing them in the floor.
“I told you you weren’t running from me.”
She slid down your spandex shorts and held down your hips.
“I’ll need some rope for you later.”
She hummed with excitement as she gotta good look at you.
“You’re pretty swollen down here. Is this what you were trying to hide from me...?”
You covered your face in embarrassment, the heat from your face burning your hands.
Her nails dug into your as sharp bursts of pleasure run down your legs and back. She covered your whole vulva with her mouth sucking down on you. The flat of her tongue found your hood and kept licking it back and forth.
Her name muffled and strained squeezed past your fingers. You said it over and over until she seemed satisfied. She gave you one last hard suck before setting your pussy free.
You both were out of breath. She crawled up and looked down at you on all fours. You both just looked at one another. Blue light shone in her eyes, her mouth chin and neck were drenched even though it was embarrassing, she was really pretty.
“You’re adorable.”
You gave her doe eyes as she touched my cheek. You held out your arms to her.
“Use your words.”
You pouted.
“I wanna hug.”
“I’d love to give you a hug.”
She leaned down and pulling your upper body up with her and pulling you in her lap. You both sat and you purred into her shoulder.
Finally, you both let go and she reached into her pocket to gathered her hair back up into her ponytail. I tilted my head to the side at her.
“Youre so cute but...”
You started to sweat when she grabbed your chin and whispered in your ear.
“Were not done yet.”
She pulled off her top and pulled your hips into hers. There was a hard bump that pushed back against you. You gasped.
“M-maki! I I! That’s great but! I don’t think ah, I can’t hold- hold my voice in if you use, ahm...”
She smiled down at you almost evily when she said.
“Ohh... but I wanted to finally hear that pretty voice you have.”
The flush started to show in your deep brown skin.
“Maakii”
“Don’t worry, you can use my body if you want. You can bite scratch and tear into me. I certainly won’t mind.”
“Ah ah...o...okay...”
You couldn’t help but to grind you hips back into the hard thing in her shorts.
“Please, please please maki...”
She sucked her tongue close to your ear.
“Please what, my dearest?”
You arched your back into her begging.
“Please ah, I want you to...to fuck me. Please, I need it...from you...Maki...”
Maki grabbed onto the bottom of your thighs and ass and lifted you propping you up. Then slid off her shorts, she revealed straps that were around her hips and it held in place a blue green dildo. She grinned up at you and asked.
“Are you ready, dearest?”
Tears sprang in your eyes again as You nodded
“Mhmm!”
She licked her lips and very slowly lowered you down. You felt your pussy slid into the tip, she stopped and looked at you. You nodded again
“p-please...”
She lowered you further before bringing you back up and down before beginning to bounce you on half the shaft You hated this position Maki could see the face You were making, you were making all your moans and whines right near her ear now. She looked at you with those eyes you couldn’t handle.
You could never really look her in her eyes, even when you both were talking casually. They had an intensity that pierced you and made your chest squeeze. When she looked at you, you felt she could see all your insides and the secrets they held about you. but your reservations began to matter less and less.
The feeling of being fucked by her was incredible. It was harsh and soft and intense and made your heart feel oh so vulnerable. Maki though was more than willing to hold you all the way through it. She cooed in your ear how you was taking it so well and what a good girl you were.
She provided you some relief when she laid you on your stomach on the floor. Relief washed over you and the pressure from her eyes gone, the embarrassment released its hold on you. Your stomach tensed further and further. You could feel it. You were going to cum hard!
You had no idea how Youd stay quiet but your orgasm took your whole body before You could prepare.
Maki pressed against your back as your body twitched and convulsed. God, you were sure your slick was getting everywhere but you felt so good you couldn’t help it.
As you started to come back down, you started to breath again. Maki helped to flip you over and to your surprise took baby wipes from her shorts pocket.
“What in the world? First the dildo and now wipes?? How prepared were you for this?!”
Maki tsked at your flushed face and said
“I work with many weapons. I have to be prepared for anything and everything, Dearest.”
You pouted as she helped clean and wipe you down. She commented.
“That goes doublely so for lesbians.”
You smiled before laughing.
“Pfftff Maki!”
You two started laughing and you both helped to dress each other again. She scoped you up in her arms as she stood. You fidgeted a bit before extending an offer.
“I Uhm do- do you want to come to...my room?”
She smiled down at you and kissed you.
“I’d love to..”
She carried you out the dojo room to the moonlit corridor. You both giddily spent the rest of the night away together in each other’s arms.
Authors notes
Have i told you guys that i really like writing fight scenes? and naughty times? and also begging? I’m a sucker for feralness 😭🤚🏾mommy maki and shy girl supremacy 😌🙏🏾 i know this is out of the blue, I jus got horny and suddenly in love with maki idk what to tell y’all 😭🤚🏾
I’m quite shy myself and honestly I just want someone to put in the work to get to know me...and train me. Besties I think I might be gay🙇🏾♀️🙏🏾😩
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Hey I was wondering how do you think Walter would celebrate Gabriel's birthday if at all?
Gah! Y-you.. You know I can't not write this! You know too much Of course he would celebrate his only child’s birthday!
CW: Whump, held captive, drugging slightly referenced, parental, possessive, creepy intimate whumper.
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Gabriel scrubbed away at the pile of dishes. Even for just the two of them, they generate quite a lot somehow. Maybe if Walter didn't get a new cup for every single tea he drinks in a day there wouldn't be so much...
He froze with a gasp when he felt two arms slither around his waist and a chin settle on his shoulder.
"Darling! I- oh, this is going to sound embarrassing. But I realized I never asked... When is your birthday?" He murmured with shame.
Gabriel slowly lowered the plate in his hands as his face went pale.
It was tomorrow.
“In a few months.” Gabriel smiled, before quickly grabbed a cup, hoping if he appeared busy it would be the end of the conversation.
“Gabriel.”
He froze the second he heard Walter’s tone.
He was in trouble.
A hand wrapped around his chin and forced his head around. “Don’t ever lie to me again. Do you understand?” He hissed.
“I understand.” Sweat beamed on his brow, he didn’t have the bravery to make eye contact. Walter’s thumb traced his lips as Gabriel forced himself to be still.
“If I catch these lips lying to me again, I’ll either wash it out with soap, or into the basement you go until you learn to respect me, got it?”
“Yes sir!” Gabriel yelped.
“Good boy... Now my dear! This is very important.” His hands cupped both his cheeks with a pinch.
“When is your birthday?”
Gabriel took a deep breath. Walter really wasn’t kidding when he said he could catch anyone in a lie.
“It's.. To-tomorrow.” He gulped.
“It’s to-" Walter repeated back in a stutter.His expression went pale and his eyes went wide. He was stuck frozen in time as Gabriel was starting to get worried about him.
“W-Walter?”
“IT’S TOMORROW!?” He shrieked as Gabriel jumped.
“Oh have mercy! My baby! You’re growing up so fast!” He squished his cheeks even more. “Ah! There’s so much to do, so little time! I have to bake a cake and set up some kind of decoration, you need presents!” He hollard.
“I-I-It’s fine! I don’t need anything, really! I never did anything big in the past anyway.” Gabriel folded his arms uncomfortably.
“What? You never-... You.” He fumbled over his words.
Oh, the pressure was on.
The next morning after Gabriel had made his bed and sorted his clothes, he found his bedroom door, locked.
“E-eh?” He murmured, jostling the door back and forth. “Walter!” He called. “I think the door is jammed!”
“It’s not jammed, it’s locked!” Walter called back from the other side.
“... What?!” Gabriel cried. “Why? What did I do?” He thought back to everything he had done that could have been bad that week. Was it because of the lie?!
“Nothing dear! Just stay there for the day, okay? There’s books and tea on your dresser.” He could hear Walter clambering with things in the living room. He cranked his head around, sure enough there was a stack of books and steaming tea with bread and honey on a plate.
How did he even get that there without waking him up? He sighed as he collapsed back on his bed with a book. Today was going to be a boring day.
Several hours passed as Gabriel let out a goan with his face pressed into the pages.
*click* the door sounded behind him. His head slowly lifted his head as he glanced back waiting for Walter to burst through.
But there was nothing but silence.
He crept up, his heart thumping in his chest as his fingers twitched reaching for the doorknob. Was he even allowed out?
Nothing held the nob back as he pushed it open. His eyes glinted with light as he saw the living room dazzling with a warm gleam.
It wasn’t the traditional cheap streamers or neon balloons, nor burst of color or obnoxious music.
Instead, there were beautiful crafted lanterns draped from the ceiling, a warm yellow glow filling the dark cabin. Dim fairy lights rounded the table in the center spotlighting a gorgeous three tier cake worthy of a wedding. A soft yet happy tune playing from the record player in the kitchen.
His hands clutched nervously as his shirt collar as he wandered around in wonder. It was like a fairy tale!
“Happy birthday, Gabriel.” A voice spoke behind him. He whirled around to find Walter with a smile plastered on his face leaning against the archway between the living room and kitchen.
“Do you like it?” He leaned his head against the wall.
“I-.. I love it!” He gasped, he couldn’t help but to bob up and down a little. Walter chuckled as he sat down at the couch, waving him over as Gabriel tucked himself beside him.
“It was a bit last-second, but I wanted you to have something nice. You deserve it.” He smiled, pressing a kiss to his temple. He handed him a perfectly wrapped box with reflective paper and a shiny ribbon bow.
“I don’t understand how you made all of this so quickly, the cake too?” He asked, as Walter nodded with a smile. He was a phenomenal baker, after all.
Gabriel looked down at the delightful looking box in his hands. As pretty and innocent as it looked, he couldn’t help but to be terrified of whatever continents it may contain.
This was from Walter, after all.
His hands trembled as he pulled the ribbed, undoing the bow that peeled itself off the box.
What if it was something to control him?
He broke the first tapped seal as he unfolded the wrapper.
What if it was something to hurt him?
He swallowed his fear as he ripped the box open, squeezing his eyes shut.
What if it was something cruel?
His eyes fluttered open to see a bag of coffee grounds.
“YES!” Gabriel shouted, raising the bag in his hands like it was Simba.
“Thank you! Thank you so so much!” He cried, cradling the coffee bag in his arms.
“Oh! You-.... You’re welcome!” Walter stuttered. “I- I didn’t think you would like it that much! I know you weren’t a huge fan of the tea. You’re more of a coffee child.” Walter shrugged with a chuckle.
Maybe if he didn’t drug him with tea the first time, he would have been more of a fan.
“Hey hey! You got one more, come sit back down.” Walter coaxed as Gabriel was still parading around the room. His excitement got killed, but he did as he was told.
He set another thinly wrapped gift in his hands. Gabriel wasted no time delaying the inevitable as he tore through it. In his hands laid the newest edition of the book series he was reading! He didn’t even know the next book was out!
He gasped as he quickly flipped through the pages to get a glance at some of the sketched art in the back.
"Aa! One more thing.” Walter murmured, disappearing into the kitchen. Gabriel hardly paid attention, he was taking in every detail of the pictures and reading the descriptions. He stopped when he felt something soft get thrown over his shoulder, a warm fuzzy red blanket. He cranked his head up in confusion to look at Walter, standing behind him from the couch.
“I didn’t have enough paper to get it wrapped.” He smiled, ruffling his hair.
“Alright! Who wants cake?” Walter asked, clapping his hands together. “Because I do.” He grumbled, taking a knife to cut a slice. He felt something press into his back as he gasped, glancing around to see Gabriel, slowly and nervously attempt to give him a hug without giving away the fact he was scared and trembling.
“Thank you.” He whispered.
Walter bit his lip as he wiped away a tear.
“Y-Your very welcome, son. Happy birthday.”
The whole rest of the day, Gabriel laid curled up on the couch wrapped in his blanket, a fresh coffee cup in hand with the book laying in front of him. His feet rocking back and forth in the air with content.
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I just saw your body swap HCs for the Bucciarati gang, so could I request one for the Crusaders? I also heard about your computer troubles, so if it’s too long and rage inducing I apologize. (Hope you can get your computer fixed) (also found out I could use emojis thanks to you!)🃏
|| sorry for the late response ! thanks for the concern, jester/joker ( whatever shall i call you? ) btw !
Original Post + TW : comedic, very light nsfw
Star Dust Crusaders | Bodyswap Headcanons
Jotaro Kujo
- The two of you were heading out to buy some cold beverages when you were hit with the stand attack that wasn’t even all that surprising seeing as Dio had sent non-stop, relentless attacks against you all ever since your journey had began. What was surprising was the stand’s effects however.
- When you staggered backwards, you had unfortunately hit your head against a stop street sign that hurt more than you wanted to admit. There was some shock though, as you hadn’t bashed against the pole of the sign but the actual image it displayed it’s self - something you were sure you were too short to reach. “How the hell?” You muttered to yourself while rubbing the back of your hair, pausing when you realised how freakishly different your hair felt. Not to mention, when you looked down, those were definitely not your clothes.
- “You tell me.” A voice- Your voice responded, your own eyes glaring at you yet from a much lower angle. Shit, you were tall. Or, was this body tall? If you had to guess by your fashion, height and the fact you could see yourself and not Jotaro; well the dots were easy to connect.
- “Fuck, I’m you!” “No shit.” “Why the hell are you so god damn tall?” “That’s your issue?”
- “Ugh, suck my dick.” You groaned at his tone, already hating the situation. A guy was in your body and though you knew Jotaro wasn’t the shifty type, it was still uncomfortable to think about.
- “Don’t you mean my dick?”
- Ah, he shouldn’t have said that. The two of you both stared at each other in awkward silence, Jotaro visibly regretting what he had let slip and you, slowly starting to laugh. Your laughter was a strange sound seeing as it sounded way deeper than your original one. This must be what Jotaro sounded like when he laughed … it was nice.
- Jokingly, you wagged your brows, “does this mean you want me to whip it out?” If it wasn’t your face, you’d die of laughter at the distraught Jotaro showed, followed with a hint of fluster.
Noriaki Kakyoin
- “Now, don’t freak out,” Kakyoin tried to soothe, hands holding out to stop you from doing anything rash which didn’t work too well when even he was panicking internally. After all, the one he had to comfort had his face.
- “There’s no way I can’t, I’m… I’m you! You’re me!” Of all the times to be in a stand user’s way, why did it have to be this one ? And w h y did this weird strand of hair keep getting into your mouth?! Seriously, how does Kakyoin manage to look so cool with this pest in his face all the time?
- That wasn’t the only problem though, no. You just had to swap bodies with someone you not only thought of as cool and amazing, but freakishly handsome too. Yet you were convinced you were anything but that. Bending down, you took hold of the jacket on your body, one that Kakyoin’s mind was currently in. “What are you doing?” He asked with a confused look, watching you zip up the jacket which was horribly confusing since he had to watch his own hands fix a jacket that wasn’t even his own.
- “Zipping your- my jacket! Just don’t pay too much attention to me, ok? I’m such a mess,” you mumbled, fumbling with the zipper. Gah, you weren’t used to having such long and thin fingers. Kakyoin in return narrowed his brows, his temporarily smaller hands going over your’s.
- “Don’t start with that [First Name], you’re perfect the way you are. How we look is not our biggest problem anyways, we need to find that stand user and quick.” As much as you didn’t want to say it, he was right. You couldn’t focus on this, not when you didn’t know how permanent this situation could be. Nodding, you agreed.
- Kakyoin then smiled, a hand placing it’s self on your shoulder. [He died a little inside when he realised he had to go on his tip toes to do this.] “Come on, after all this I’ll treat us to something nice.”
Joseph Joestar
- “OH MY GO-” Joseph tried to yell but stopped abruptly when he realised how horribly strange it sounded in your voice. Of all the days you both agreed to team up, this had to be the one.
- While he was panicking in your body, you were staring at yourself in a mirror’s reflection, flexing your arm with an interested look. The way his muscles tensed and relaxed was way too good not to admire, not when his short sleeves left little to the imagination. Even for his age, this man seriously looked good and you couldn’t even try to hide that thought from him; so you didn’t. With a low whistle, you found a new pose to show off the Joestar’s muscles in, “not bad, old man. Guess you don’t skip gym day even on a retirement plan.”
- Joseph had to double take at your comment. “I’m not that old, and I sure as hell am not retiring anytime soon!” He argued, huffing before storming up to you and shoving you away from the mirror. Admittedly, he was pleasantly surprised by your praise to his physique and it really did get to his head, “you can stare all you want at my body later when we’re not facing serious danger, just get a move on now!”
- Raising a brow at the comment, you smirked to yourself as you watched your own body try to push the one you were in currently. Wonder how it felt for him. The guy would probably get a kick out of it if he just let him relax like you were. “Is that a promise? ‘Cause you can have front row tickets to your own show if you really want, Mr Joestar.” You cooed, dropping a formal title as though you weren’t suggesting something incredibly personal at all. At least it got a good reaction out of him, seeing as he paused his efforts to get you moving to stare at you with surprise. This then made you laugh, a gloved finger then moving to gently press his nose to pull him out of his dazed state. “Just kidding, pervert.”
- After that, you started to walk off ahead of him as he tried to collect his thoughts, his final reaction leaving him grumbling over what a damn tease you are and that there was no way he’d settle for the treatment you had just given him.
Mohammed Avdol
- Neither of you were too panicked by the situation thankfully, but there was still an awkwardness between you. Luckily, neither of you were the type to get too handsy and experimental with your comrade’s body so there was a strong bond of trust.
- “Doesn’t all this clothing get uncomfortable in the heat?” You questioned while on your search for the stand user, making a gesture to his body which was your’s for the time being. It was insanely hot and though you were sure you had a little bit of his endurance, the heat was agonising. “Even your stand uses fire! Doesn’t it bother you at all?”
- Avdol chuckled in response to that, his laugh not being nearly as satisfying and fun to hear as it sounded more like you than the man himself. Shaking his head, he answered casually, “I don’t mind much at all. I was raised in the heat and when you are brought up like that, you grow accustomed to it. Magician’s Red’s ability doesn’t affect me at all either, seeing as he is my stand.” He enjoyed answering your many questions you always seemed to have for him, it made him feel wise and secretly savoured every second the two of you spent alone together. Not only were you good company, but you were deeply treasured in his heart. That was something for another day however.
- “Really?” You were surprised that he could stand this at all. It was already becoming bothersome for you. Instinctively, you took a hold of the bottom of his shirt and pulled it forwards and backwards to make some air flow across your stomach and chest. While doing so, you looked down for a split second to really take in the fact that you were in a whole other person’s body and your breath hitched at the short glimpse you had of his chest. You knew this man was healthy but you had no idea he was that fit. Wasn’t he like a semi-pacifist sorta guy?!
- Your sudden silence had concerned Avdol, leading him to questioning you. “Are you alright, [First Name]?” He was too much of a sweetheart to be real. You forced a smile and nodded, humming a happy reply. The best you could do really when you were too ashamed and surprised that you had seen the body of a god.
- “Yeah I’m alright! Just checking out the hot body I mean weather! It’s like… really hot. So let’s find the stand user soon so I can feel cool again, haha!” Totally played it off well. Avdol seemed skeptical but he moved on, nodding in agreement with a determined look. You two really did have a goal to complete and fast.
- Even so, he knew what you had done and found it incredibly adorable how worked up it had got you.
Jean Pierre Polnareff
- The moment the shock of your minds switching bodies had subsided, Polanreff’s prioritises had gotten a little jumbled. His arms wrapped around his body, which really meant your’s, caressing each curve and swayed side to side with a dreamy expression. In fairness, he did feel like he was in a dream. He was in your body! It was so soft and perfect and whooo, did he mention soft? This chest was made for loving and supporting a head, and Polnareff was seriously looking for a pillow.
- “Ma cherie, you’re just so gorgeous! You’re so wicked to have kept this from me all this time,” he exaggeratedly complained while his hands still roamed his new, greatly admired body. You on the other hand, were a blushing mess who was trying to get him to stop.
- “Polnareff, please! We need to get going,” you insisted, trying to pull his arms away as you shut your eyes tight to avoid seeing his actions. One pro side of being in his body was adopting his incredible strength.
- “Ah, oui, we shall go! But please, I need to let you know there is no way I can pass up on admiring this.” Oh please someone stop him now. “I mean, have you seen this rump?” Almost screeching, you slapped a hand over his lips and shook your head quickly with a stressed look. You were going to die of shame before any of Dio’s henchmen or women would even get to your first.
- He stared up at you with confusion before finally letting it sink in just how crude he was being. It wasn’t like he whole heartedly meant to! He just really appreciated your appearance. “Sorry cherie, I suppose I went to far, hm? I just couldn’t help myself.”
- You, unable to stay mad at the french man for longer than even a day, sighed and waved it off, knowing he meant no real harm. “It’s alright but please, we really should try and find a way to revert to our original bodies.”
- “Of course!” He enthusiastically agreed, taking a hold of your hand before starting to march off to whatever direction he so needed to go to - meaning, a random one he picked and prayed for the best. “There’s no way I can truly engross myself with your perfections from a first person’s perspective! As soon as we’re in our bodies, you’ll be showing me everything, cherie!”
- Honestly, you were a little excited by that.
Iggy
- “AAAAAH.” “woof.” “AAAAH” “wOOF?!” “AAAAAA-” “WOOOOO-”
- mother fucker you are a dOG.
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hi! ✨ i read your fic of seiichiro bonding with the reader of cinnamoroll and i loved it! 🥺 do you think maybe you could do a part 2 to that fic where seiichiro takes the reader to sanrio puroland and they’re so excited? and the moment the reader gets to meet cinnamoroll, at first they’re in shock that their favorite sanrio character is right in front of them, but once cinnamoroll waves at them and opens his arms out for a hug, the reader eventually hugs him and they start crying out of happiness and also because cinnamoroll IS JUST SO DAMN CUTE? (omg and bonus points if cinnamoroll realizes the reader’s crying and is trying to wipe their tears away like “no, please don’t cry! be happy ^w^” and seiichiro is just watching the intereaction with a soft smile on his face) thank you so much 😃
Aww this was an absolutely adorable request! I had such a blast writing it, though it did end up a bit long, hope you don't mind! I'm pretty sure I'd also burst into tears if I ever got to meet a sanrio character since I practically grew up with them. Plus, the cuteness would simply be too much for me 🥰 Thank you so much for the request! Remember to take breaks and drink water! I don’t know about you, but it’s been pretty hot recently where I live, so don’t forget to take care of yourself!! Hope you enjoy 💕
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the moment the plate of the glorious golden cinnamon roll was placed in front of you, you had to pinch yourself to make sure that this wasn’t a dream but rather reality. it wasn’t a dream that you were now in puroland; it wasn’t a dream that you were now seated in the cinnamoroll dream cafe; and it certainly wasn’t a dream that you were enjoying this experience side-by-side with the handsome and dependable student council president of your school: seiichiro minamoto. this all felt too good to be true. i mean, never in your wildest dreams did you think that you would find yourself surrounded by everything cinnamoroll, alongside a fellow cinnamoroll lover at that too. you wanted to savor in each and every moment so that it was ingrained into your mind. this day was already becoming perfect.
when you snapped back to your senses, gazing at the rather large cinnamon roll situated right in front of you, your mouth began to water. the sweet cinnamon and sugar aroma that wafted through the air didn’t help either. the dough looked so golden and buttery, the icing a beautiful pure white and light blue, and the little cinnamoroll foam topping on top was just way too adorable. how could you even eat something as pretty as this?
“gah, this is so cool,” you mumbled to yourself, containing a small squeal so that you didn’t just erupt into a little fangirl session right then and there. it looked so perfect and beautiful, but the smell was also making you quite hungry. from all that walking you did and excitement you felt as you visited the puroland attractions, you definitely deserved a snack, no matter how cute it may have been. immediately, you cut out a small piece and ate it, instantly humming in content. it was so warm and buttery and melted in your mouth. there was so much cinnamon goodness though it was perfectly balanced by the sweetness of the icing. sure it might’ve been a bit too sugary and sweet, but you didn’t seem to take notice since you were currently too caught up with the fact that you were eating a cinnamoroll themed dessert. if only you had taken a picture beforehand to commemorate it (you were too caught up in the excitement to even consider it).
the smile never left your face the entire time you ate your dish, though you could’ve sworn you saw seiichiro smile from the corner of your eye. that thought made you quite flustered and caused you to choke up a little, embarrassed at the fact that he had caught you in that little self-indulgent moment of yours. gosh, what if he could tell that you were quietly squealing to yourself? perhaps he even found it to be quite adorable? geez, that thought made you so flushed, and you felt your cheeks begin to warm up. quickly trying to brush that thought aside, you directed your attention towards seiichiro and his snack. it was most likely all in your head anyway. seiichiro was a really sweet guy that everyone loved; there was no way he was pining after you. “what did you get seiichiro?”
his drink looked so dreamy from afar, with its side drizzles and sweets on top. there was even one of those iconic chocolate wafer sticks placed in the brown colored whipped cream that sat atop the drink. sure it was nothing more than a sugar concoction, but it was the perfect thing for a pick me up. the both of you needed the energy anyway, especially since there were still quite a bit of attractions to get through.
“i got the brown sugar boba tea,” he replied, taking a sip from it. “it’s a bit too sweet for me, but it’s still quite good.” the smile that followed did nothing but attack your heart. why’d a simple smile have to look so good on him too? “but how are you enjoying your cinnamon roll?”
“it’s good!” you replied a bit too enthusiastically, though you decided to blame it on your current sugar high. “it’s so buttery and sweet, the perfect snack to satisfy my sweets craving. plus, it has cinnamoroll on it.” you picked up the foam and showed it to seiichiro, still in awe at how adorable it looked. it felt so nice to have someone to bond over the cute puppy mascot with you. “gahh, i can’t wait to meet him. i bet it’s so magical.”
“meeting cinnamoroll always makes me feel better,” seiichiro chimed in. he was happy to see you enjoying yourself and absolutely couldn’t wait for you to meet cinnamoroll. puroland and cinnamoroll were indeed magical, and seiichiro was glad that they were able to help out someone else. “it’ll be worth the trip.”
“i don’t doubt that. when does the meet open though?”
“hm, about two hours from now.”
“damn…” you were starting to grow a bit impatient. don’t get me wrong, you absolutely adored the fact that seiichiro was kind enough to invite you to puroland, and the sights here were something else, but you also were really looking forward to meeting cinnamoroll. taking another bite out of your dessert, you began to imagine just how it would be like to once and for all meet your adored mascot. you might freeze on the spot from all the excitement, perhaps tear up a bit. it was pretty hard to predict how you might react to finally meeting the puppy that you admired so much, but whatever happened, you knew that it’d be a perfect experience at the end. the time to meet cinnamoroll couldn’t have come any faster.
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the moment you saw cinnamoroll in front of you, a mere few feet away from where you were standing, you had to pinch yourself to make sure that this wasn’t a dream but rather reality. it wasn’t a dream that you were at puroland; it wasn’t a dream that you were standing in line with seiichiro, waiting for a chance to meet cinnamoroll; and it certainly wasn’t a dream that you were about to meet your hero (maybe it was a bit of a stretch, but you really did adore cinnamoroll who helped you through the toughest times). and just like that we were at the beginning again.
there were a few people in front of you right now, and you were trying your best to calm your nerves before you got to meeting him. every sensation and feeling had left your body at the moment, replaced by nothing but a mixture of nervousness, adrenaline, and excitement, though it was mainly nervousness. everything felt so surreal, as if it was nothing but a hazy dream. it still hadn’t settled in that you were really going to meet cinnamoroll even if he was right in front of you. maybe it was simply your nerves or because you had believed that you weren’t going to be meeting him so soon, but you were finding it rather hard to believe that that was actually cinnamoroll. how would you meet him? oh gosh, what if you fumbled with your words or shook his hands wrong? what if you made a complete fool out of yourself? those thoughts did absolutely nothing to help calm you down.
before you could continue overthinking about how you were going to approach cinnamoroll, you felt a heavy hand on your shoulder. it was warm and comforting; it was reassuring and calmed down your nerves immediately; it was seiichiro. looking up at him, he gave you a soft smile.
“you must be excited,” he chuckled.
“yeah…” you muttered, averting your gaze back to cinnamoroll. he must’ve caught on to how tense you were and wanted to try to ease your anxiety. he must’ve felt the same way when he first met cinnamoroll after all. you were honestly really grateful that you had him by your side. seiichiro really was a dependable and sweet guy, always wanting to help out others. if it weren’t for him, you probably would’ve fainted on the spot right now. he helped keep you standing upright.
by the time it took you to calm down and reset your mind, it was you and seiichiro’s turn to meet with cinnamoroll, though the shock of it all made you freeze up. it took a good few seconds for you to move from your spot, prompted by seiichiro’s gentle push. and soon enough, you were standing in front of your most beloved character, who was dressed in his cute cafe outfit. geez, he looked even more adorable up front in person! his floppy ears were the cutest, and his soft smile did nothing to quell your nerves. this was all so surreal. it still hadn’t settled in that you were, in fact, standing in front of the cinnamoroll right now, so the most you could do was stand in front of him in awe. it really didn’t feel like this was reality but rather a dream.
but the moment cinnamoroll waved at you and held out his arms, motioning for you to hug, it all hit and came crashing down at once. you were physically there at puroland, physically in front of cinnamoroll, and physically meeting him. it sure didn’t feel like reality, but you were damn happy that it was. and when the realization hit, your tears came flowing all at once from the sheer happiness and joy you felt at that moment (plus, he was just way too cute for his own good). you couldn’t believe that you were finally meeting cinnamoroll, the adorable white puppy mascot that helped you through all your good days and bad. he was always there for you, and now you finally had a chance to meet and thank him for all he’s done for you. is this was heaven felt like? ok, that might be a bit of a stretch, but you were on cloud nine at the moment.
you immediately jumped into cinnamoroll’s arms and tightly hugged him, taking in his warmth. it was rather comforting and promptly relieved you of any nerves or adrenaline you had left over. the tears never stopped, however, although it’d be more accurate to say that they couldn’t stop. you were just too euphoric at that moment, and the tears naturally flowed because of it. the fact that you were able to revel in cinnamoroll’s touch was a dream come true.
when the two of you pulled away, cinnamoroll seemed to have noticed your tears with the way he tried to wipe them away and comfort you. needless to say, you were quite taken aback when his stubby arms gently caressed your cheeks, but it felt so nice. sure, it did tickle a bit, but the action only made you feel flushed. his touch was way too reassuring, and although he never spoke, you could tell what he was trying to say from what his touch conveyed: “please don’t cry! i’m right here for you!”
alas, this only made you cry harder. the fact that your favorite character was reassuring you (for real this time too!) made your heart melt. cinnamoroll actually cared for you, and it was one of the only things that you had ever wanted to hear. he was simply too sweet. you didn’t care much for what the scene might’ve looked like for those on the outside, seeing a random person burst into tears at the sight of cinnamoroll. all that mattered at that moment was the fact that you were meeting cinnamoroll.
unbeknowest to you, seiichiro who was standing behind you certainly did think that it was a cute sight. you looked rather adorable as you embraced cinnamoroll, clearly fixating on nothing but him at the moment. it put a smile on his face to see you enjoying himself. in fact, seiichiro was enjoying spending time with you at puroland as well! it was always nice to spend time with a friend, especially one who was just as much as a cinnamoroll fanatic as he was. he totally understood how you felt right now. meeting cinnamoroll was always overwhelming and emotional, at least for him anyway. it felt as if a heavy burden has been lifted, and for a few moments, everything was perfect.
and for you, everything was in fact, perfect. i mean, you finally got to visit puroland and meet cinnamoroll! that itself was more than a perfect day in your eyes. not only that, but you also got to spend the day alongside seiichiro, someone that you considered a friend. it really wasn’t everyday that you met someone who unironically loved sanrio, cinnamoroll in particular, so you held him close to your heart. plus, he invited you to meet cinnamoroll, so he must be a great person (you kid yourself, of course, but you really did love seiichiro).
cinnamoroll really did help bring people together.
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Cutting Strings
Characters: Penny Polendina, May Marigold, Winter Schnee
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Ciel and Xanthic were already at the Polendina Facility when Winter’s summon landed. Aro was still sleeping, and without any knees she was a little difficult to carry but May figured out a way to gently cradle Aro against her.
Xanthic scowled and jogged up to them, “Dr. Polendina and my bots just finished a room for her,” May nodded and quietly left. Xanthic then glared at Winter who was already a little exhausted, “And you! Just because she’s not in critical condition doesn’t mean you can just run off with her!” She nearly yelled. Her voice then dipped into a whisper, “Second, tell me before you bust her out! There was a lot of witnesses but I erased the footage anyway.”
“You know Aro doesn’t do well in confined spaces,” Winter argued. Knowing she gets rather stubborn and impulsive behavior is less controlled when she’s angry, Penny concluded she snuck Aro out without thinking, “Staying there would have caused unnecessary stress and panic.”
Xanthic frowned. She calmed a little and crossed her arms, “You don’t want to take that fall, Schnee.” She said carefully. Penny stepped next to Winter and was a little surprised to see a subdued expression. Ciel and Penny exchanged confused and lightly concerned glances. Xanthic didn’t sneer but instead walked inside the facility with her partner.
“That seemed like it was more than it appeared…” Penny noted.
“Xanthic censors a lot of the rumors that circulate around our little social circle,” Winter explained. Her voice had a weary edge to it and her expression was a little sad, “She was just reminding me to be careful.”
For now her processors where trying to find a solution to a problem other people were more than capable of handling. She knew Aurora was okay whenever her partner was in her immediate vicinity but once May took her inside, Penny started to worry. Winter took her hand again and held it tight for a moment.
“I want you to hear this from me,” Winter started it. For some reason it activated Penny’s fight protocols. She may have squeezed her hand harder than necessary but the soldier pushed on. “Aro nearly ended up in a coma.”
Penny’s felt like she was in zero gravity again. Her gyroscope spinning wildly as she fumbled for the ground she firmly stood on. She watched Winter’s calm face slowly slip into worry.
Then Penny felt too many things at once.
She squeezed Winter’s hand, consciously harder than she should, “You shouldn’t have snuck her out.” Winter flinched a little, she did nod in agreement. Then an immense fear and worry. Aurora told them she was okay but what if that changes. “What if she gets worse!”
Winter gave her a small smile. It was completely unguarded and even her strong shoulders relaxed. “I’ve known Aurora for years now. She survived worse.”
“Her brain nearly melted!” Penny’s Aura built up in her eyes. It was pressure that couldn’t escape and glitched out her ability to focus. Her eyes kept wandering until Winter gently cupped her cheek.
Her pale face was the only thing her frying processors could focus on. She looked confused, thumb brushing near the corner of her water-less eyes. Penny threw herself into Winter’s arms. She was hugged tightly but her Aura still felt like it was pushing at all of her seams.
“She survived the reason she has those cybernetics didn’t she?” Winter murmured.
“I… I don’t want to hear it.” Penny choked. Every system and protocol was conflicting with each other and her synthetic voice came out uneven. “Reason and rational isn’t working right now. I know Aurora is going to be okay but- but it doesn’t feel like it!”
“Sometimes you need to ride through it,” Winter whispered. Penny found her eyes closed, face pressed to her chest. “What can I do to help you?”
“I don’t know!”
“… And that’s okay. We’ll figure it out, Penn.”
For a moment Penny thought everything went offline. She heard a soft and steady beeping along with the sound of breathily purrs and a light snoring. When she finally opened her eyes she slowly focused on Winter. She was tired, worry pinching her brows and corner of her lips. She still stood strong yet the ungloved hand that cupped Aurora’s sleeping face was gentle.
So light Penny felt like if she looked away it would float away from memory. Instead another one drifted in, You should kiss her, her simulators and memory must have malfunctioned at the same time because in her head she heard May’s voice instead of Winters and Penny knew something about that sentence was altered.
Then she noticed the room and the machines. An IV of cool saline running through Aro’s system to keep her temperature down. All the monitors showed signs of health like she wasn’t in danger of her own systems. Then she noticed a warm hug and arms around her. She turned enough to get a good look at May.
At first Aro’s nickname for her made Penny… uncomfortable but for May, it was accurate. Her face was a little rounder than Winter, skin a few shades tanner and… Penny gently cradled May’s face, detecting the temperature difference between her jaw and the blush that always dusted across her cheeks.
Winter, Aurora, and a few other Huntresses traded the arbitrary title of Most Attractive Women of Atlas, but Penny was starting to think May might be the most beautiful. She brushed the loose strands of hair behind her ear and found herself coming through nearly and arm length. She looked nearly unrecognizable without the lion tail wrap controlling it.
During one of her passes Penny much have pressed a little too hard because May stirred. She tried to pull Penny close but with her weight, Penny had to cuddle closer least she wakes up. Her other hand started to pat blindly at the space behind Penny. The more she grabbed at empty air the more displeased she was in her sleep. Winter came up behind them, hand sliding into May’s just as she woke.
“Good morning,” Winter said. She smiled at the pair and brought a kiss to May’s wrist. May mumbled indistinguishable words in an affectionate tone. Content May let go and Winter’s hand gently cupped Penny’s cheek. “How do you feel?”
“Immediately upon awakening? Dazed and lethargic. Presently?” Penny thought about it. She saw Aro on the bed, unconscious but stable. She was surrounded by two elite Huntresses with enough stimuli from the skin contact to keep her Aura active through her system. There was something she couldn’t quiet grasp, an emotion her processors struggled to identify because of so many variables and history and behaviors of the three ladies. “Safe and comfortable. I should be content but… I’m not.” Penny frowned. Her body had no needs so why didn’t she feel fulfilled.
Winter and May locked up for a second and stiffly glanced at each other. Winter licked her lips, her cheeks pinking ever so slightly. “… Really?”
"Good morning, Platinum!" Xanthic’s voice sang loudly into the room.
“Gah!” May practically screamed. She half jumped, half thrashed her way onto her feet. At the door was both the hacker and Dr. Pietro. Penny smiled getting to her feet and pushing past two very nervous looking Huntresses. “Good morning… sir…” May mumbled, “Xanthic.” For one she didn’t address the hacker with guarded anger.
“Good morning father!” Penny said, adding a hug to the greeting.
“Good morning, darling,” Dr. Pietro smiled at her. His grin grew a little when he looked at May and Winter. Penny tilted her head. She could tell Winter was struggling with her composure. Her movements were a little too stiff. May always worn her heart on her sleeve and she looked extremely guilty with blood crawling up her neck and cheeks. Perhaps she could go and comfort the women? Though the way she hunch in on herself seemed withdrawn, so Penny decided against it. “Good morning, Ms. Schnee, Ms. Marigold.”
“… Sir,” Winter’s voice was clipped and she barely nodded her head. It was more of a small bow and a reason to glance away for a moment. She regained herself and looked at Xanthic. “Platinum? Is that a… team name?”
“Me and Robyn’s other two misfits were talking about it,” Xanthic said with a grin. Her eye cybernetic eyes constantly glowed but this time it looked far to amused. “P-A-W-M. All of you are rich, two is heavily cybernetic, Winter usually has a heart as cold as steel and May is… dense.” In an oddly passive behavior, May lightly glared at Xanthic.
“It is a rather appropriate team name,” Dr. Pietro mused, “And you four tend to gravitate to each other.” This time her father’s eyes were twinkling in amusement while May looked ready to feint. Winter endured it, posture like a soldier but she was blushing rather hard now.
Penny frowned up at the pair, “Are you two okay?”
“F-Fine!” May barked out, voice squeaking a little. She cleared her throat but didn’t relax.
“Relax! I’m just teasing,” Dr. Pietro laughed. “Penny, Ms. Soleil is in the kitchen making breakfast, would you kindly help her?”
“Of course!” Penny smiled. She hugged her father once more before leaving. Oddly Xanthic was the only one following. She glanced back to see her father nonverbally gesturing for the Huntresses to stay. Xanthic laughed and pushed Penny forward. “Xan… why does it feel like I’m not quite understanding the full context here?”
“Because I’m pretty sure you and Aro are not neural typical,” Xanthic’s hand heavily clasp her shoulder. But it wasn’t a menacing gesture, the grin on the hacker’s face was too happy for that.
“Good morning,” Ciel greeted as the pair entered the kitchen. Xanthic took a deep breath, enjoying the smell of fried bacon and rice. Penny’s systems didn’t have any olfaction or gustatory simulating hardware but she hummed in appreciation for Ciel’s work. It was usually Xanthic that helped in the kitchen, or cooked outright but Penny took over the cutting station, slicing some meats and greens with mathematical accuracy and factory precision.
“Think you two can multitask?” Xanthic asked, “There’s somethings me and Glade should have told you two.”
“I think there’s a lot of things you need to confess,” Ciel said. She took the diced foods and sprinkled them over a cooking omelet. When she didn’t get the usual bite back the officer paused and raised a brow at her partner. “Alright. You’re being boring so this is actually serious… Oh.”
On the table was a hovering projection of Aro and Xanthic’s body. Their organic parts were in a muted gray. The cybernetic additions that was readily visible was in a vibrant blue, that included the cybernetics that raised out of the back of their heads. The color muted as it entered the body. Blue lines crawled deep into their brains, branching off into many directions. Another bulk of it traveled down Xanthic’s spine a little.
For Aro it traveled all the way down to her legs.
A coma was just one of the things that could have gone wrong. Penny quickly set the knife down and took a deep, even breath. She cleaned her hands with a rag, everything working without though as her processors tried to shut down her overactive simulators. Aro was covering, in a room with her father and Winter and May.
Instead she distracted herself by remembering Aro’s file. As Dr. Peitro’s assistant, Aurora Glade was one of the few civilian personal files Penny was installed with. She was from Menagerie, moved to Atlas five years ago.
Two years ago some SDC executives from the Watts family went to Vacuo for a business trip. Aro accompanied them. Despite Aro’s survival my military personal considered the rescue mission a failure.
“Official records state that there were a handful of survivors*,”* Xanthic told Ciel. “Only the family attendants and Glade survived.”
“Didn’t peg you for a servant,” Ciel said, crossing her arms.
Again Xanthic smirked, “Bitch, I live as many different lives I’d want. Anyway,” Xanthic tapped at the Scroll again. Slowly some parts of Aro’s cybernetics turned red many of the components in her legs turned a deep red. It faded along her spine but there was another intense patch of red in Aro’s skull.
Very close to her brain.
“People with intense augmentation such as me, Glade, Penny and Ironwood need Dust to run our cybernetics.” Xanthic started. Penny felt her Aura panic wildly in her chest. The statement was true. But for Penny and Ironwood the power was housed in her chest and had several fail safe to prevent it from overheating non-replaceable equipment, such as her memory core. None of Ironwood’s cybernetics was directly integrated with his organic neural network, instead input was transferred via the bluetooth transmitter on his forehead.
“Aro has three power units, one for each leg and the base of her skull for her aids.” Xanthic explained, drawing out the shape of Aro’s horns with her hands. “We’re getting rid of the dust core with these upgrades but if the back of our heads gets too damaged or overloaded with power, lightning Dust, whatever we’re done…” She made the motion of slicing off her own head with a clean flick of her wrist.
“You two are a video game boss, got it,” Ciel said turning around and resuming cooking. The bored drawl took both Penny and Xanthic by surprised. It stopped the panic from spreading and she looked at Xanthic, curious about her reaction. Interestingly the hacker had a slight flush and a surprised anger on her face.
“… Bitch. See if I open up again,” Xanthic grumbled quietly to herself.
“What was that?” Ciel asked. She kept her voice flat and disinterested but from her angle, Penny could see both their expressions. Ciel glanced at Penny and gave her a small smile and a wink.
“The operation will be around 6pm.” Xanthic lied with some bite. She surrendered the white Scroll Dr. Pietro lent her, “Here are the schematics so far. Since you are her partner we’ll like your input but Glade will have the last word.”
“That’d be a first.”
“Aurora!” Penny gasped and turned around. She saw green hair and horns, all the little detail turned into a blur as Penny launched herself at Aro.
For once Penny slipped past the Glyph but May quickly intercepted. She grunted hard, taking the full on tackle of a metal women plus the additional force of pushing into it. Penny was a little surprised at her strength but happy enough to wrap her arms around anything she touched. So May was good practice.
“Ow, loosen up Penn,” May said with a small laugh. Still she affectionately ran a hand through her hair- or was about too. She suddenly stiffen and it changed to awkwardly patting her head. Penny frowned in disappointment. May and Winter tried to hid their smiles at the pout. Behind them Aro and Dr. Peitro laughed. She managed to walk over on unsteady legs to play with Penny’s puffed out cheeks.
“Ms. Glade is still injured,” Dr. Pietro said and signed. Penny was a little surprised at how fluidly his hands moved. His sign language wasn’t as good as May’s but he was Aro’s mentor years before.
“Technically, I suppose,” Aro sighed with a slightly amused smile. Penny promised to be gentle. She let go of May and gently hugged her partner. Penny noted that Aro squeezed back with only a fraction of her strength at maximum effort. But she was alive and not in a coma. So Penny squeezed just a little harder and buried her face in the warmth of her shoulder and neck.
For once breakfast was almost peaceful. Possibly because Xanthic was half busy talking about the possible upgrades with the Polendinas and occasionally Aro. The mechanic was a little slow and lethargic from the anesthesia. Her sea green eyes would sometimes glaze over from behind her glasses and it looked like she fell asleep for a few seconds. It happened less as the morning passed. One startling adjustment was Aro’s deafness, it was much more pronounced with her older aids. She preferred sign language over verbal communication, happy to converse with May or to teach them new signs.
Occasionally Winter and May would give the hacker an odd glance or they seem to stay a little too long at Penny. Whenever Penny gave them a confused look they both blushed and turned away.
“If the brat is working here, I’ll like to request time to visit my family.” Ciel said glancing at Aro and Winter for permission. Aro blinked and raised a brow.
“If the bat… Oh! Brat,” Aro glanced at Xanthic with a sneer. “I’m not worried about falling behind in lectures. Robyn can drop us off. I have…” She looked at Winter and May, “Plans…”
Under the table there was a hard sound and Xanthic visibly wincing. Everyone paused to stare at the hacker. She tried very hard to keep her composure but ended up crumbling a little from pain. Ciel’s snort and hard laugh broke the stunned silence, “Did you really try to kick her metal legs? Bare foot?”
“Shut it,” Xanthic hissed, “One. No eating or drinking five hours before the operation. Two. Be more descriptive, you idiot! It sounds like your ditching them.” May and Winter frowned. If Penny had to guess why, it was that Xanthic knew Aro’s secret while the pair was kept in the dark. Penny laughed at the soft envious look on their face.
Aro rolled her sea-green eyes. With a little more confidence she gave May and Winter a small smile, “I have a surprise for you two, and no… it’s not me disappearing.” She looked at May and sign, “I promise.”
The huntresses seemed to relax but Penny frowned, “You’re in no condition to set up a party.”
“It’s not…” Aurora had to pause, a deep embarrassed flush blooming across her face and to her wiggling ears. “Joanna, Robyn and Fiona are helping me. I’m just… getting a haircut.”
“You are a shitty liar without Focus, Ms. Glade,” Winter said with a sigh. Aro made a complaining whine but didn’t argue. She didn’t look guilty but had trouble finding the words. It didn’t help that May looked rather skeptical. “How long?”
“Two hours tops!” Aurora said earnestly, fist clenched tight and wiggling before her. Penny was remind of a child at first. But then remembered Xanthic’s comment about needing a possible diagnosis from a psychotic. Perhaps it was more of a physical stimulation habit? No matter the reason, Penny smiled back. It was an adorable display of happiness from her partner that could have ended up in a coma or worse-
“I suppose that’d give us time to… discuss things with Penny.” Winter said. Penny took a small breath, trying to focus on the present. She focused on the slow blush that raised to Winter’s pale cheeks. She was trying to maintain her composure but slowly crumbled. Penny and Aro laughed softly at it.
The Mantle members of APCX headed back to Atlas with a curtsy ride from the rather happy group of huntresses, minus May. Fiona was practically bouncing in place while Joanna was grinning widely. Robyn was the only calm huntress of the group. May didn’t speak much. She signed gently with Aro, possibly trying to staying or to allow her to help. Fiona groaned and had to push May away.
"Take the hint, Marigold! It’s a surprise for PASM!"
“… You really did talk about it with Xan…” Winter murmured giving her former teammate a disbelieving look.
May just shook her head “Oh! Yeah but…” May still looked nervous. Penny wondered if that’s how she looked as soon as Aro left her sight yesterday. As a precautionary measure Penny took May’s hand and squeezed it, similar to Winter’s strategy of calming her down. May looked down at her and squeezed back but the worry never left her face. “Promise me you’ll be careful, alright? Dr. Pietro said to-”
“Avoid anything that’s heat up my neural augments, don’t manipulate Dust, let my Aura recharge,” Aurora said droned on in a playfully bored tone. She rolled her sea green eyes, “I have three people to makes sure I don’t do anything too stupid.” Fiona giggled hooking their arms together and tugging Aro to the airship.
“She’s been planning this thing for almost a year and I don’t have your patience!” Fiona said. She pulled a little hard, making Aro jerk and stumble a little. May let out a distressed noise and tried to surge forward but Penny linked their arms tightly. With her superior strength she kept May rooted to that spot while Fiona hurriedly dragged Aro onto the ship with a laugh. “You’ll thank us later.”
“See you soon!” Aro called out as the door closed. May grumbled staring as the airship left with a sad pout.
“What me and Penny aren’t good company?” Winter asked a little teasingly.
May pouted a little harder, arms crossed. “It’s not the same without Aro… and… and her semblance is off because of the drugs so I wanted to spent some time with her.” She said softly. An sympathetic silence fell over the three. She did manipulate the General of an entire Kingdom and misleading May seemed to be a common occurrence in the past.
Penny could not simulate the history the other two went through and she only knew Aurora for nearly two months now but there wasn’t a day they haven’t been at each other’s side. "Her company is always a pleasure, but even more so without Focus," Penny agreed squeezing her hand. “But… If you waited five years to be romantically involved-” At the word May grumbled and tried to run. Winter laughed gently and stepped in her way. Penny pouted, complete with a soft verbal que to get May’s attention. Penny grinned and giggled to see how flush her face was. It reminded her of the Welcoming Fair. “Your patients is astounding, Two hours should be easy for you.”
Winter stepped in close, standing shoulder to shoulder in leu of linking arms, and leading May away from the military facility.
“Speaking of romantic intentions…” Winter started. There was a light blush on her cheeks again but not as bad as May’s, who’s flush caused her steps to falter a little. Penny quickly slid her hand up, linked her arms with May and helping her catch her feet. “Penny… you mentioned earlier you wanted something more,” Penny nodded. It was a conversation still in her cache memory, “Were you talking romantically?”
Penny paused. She looked her hand joined with May’s. Her scheduled maintenance reminded her of all the reason they weren’t compatible. She needed to change knee and ankle joints due to the heavy impacts from her dive maneuvers with Floating Array, her gyroscope needed an upgrade to adjust to Aro’s artificial gravity that was in constant flux. Penny’s artificial nature…
“I… I don’t think I’m capable of romantic-” Penny’s explanation was cut short. May snorted back a laugh but it slipped out of her anyway. She pulled her arm until their hands were intertwined again and held them to Penny’s face. Her face was oddly smuggled for the blush on her cheeks. Beside her Winter raised a brow with a small grin as well. Penny huffed back at them, pouting a little as her Aura stirred up excess heat. “It’s a comforting gesture!”
“Y-yes…” May blushed and looked away. “But you do it when we’re not sad or stressed.”
“I like the physicality,” Penny admitted looking down at her feet for a moment. Touch was such an odd sensation. There was so many things behind it from texture to application, and in this case context. She was inexperienced many of its but not ignorant of them.
“I understand returning Aro’s physical gestures, but you’ve never cuddle Ciel or Xanthic.” Winter stated.
“Because they are different people.” Penny answered. With the current line of inquires Penny was able to spot the one information she was missing. “What’s the difference between romantic and platonic affection? Aro blows kisses and cuddles with Fiona.”
The two paused for a moment, stunned. Then May let out a soft human growl of frustration under her breath, “Aurora… Making shit hard even when you’re not here.”
“Platonic and romantic affection can be very similar…” Winter mumbled, “But with many people there is a distinct difference, they usually aren’t as physical as we are.” She glanced at their joined hands with a small smile.
Penny tilted her head. Her simulators tried to create a scenario of the four dating but she couldn’t imagine anything new, “What would be different?” She asked.
“I’d get to kiss you,” Winter said. The new tone and intensity surprised Penny. For a moment her shoulders squared and eyes darken in a way that sent her Aura spiking unevenly throughout her body in a shiver and pleasant hum. Several offensive protocols were triggered, but one protective code caused an odd malfunction. It was a challenge she wanted to win and lose, watch and participate. Penny refused to turn away from those blue eyes but she did tilt her head in confusion.
“By the Goddess and Brothers…” May muttered softly. She was a little short of breath and couldn’t meet either of their eyes. “She’s a top.”
“You didn’t pick that up during the Welcoming Fair?” Winter asked with a raised brow. May didn’t respond verbally, she was a little too embarrassed. She flashed several rude signs.
During their talk Winter had steered the group to the bubble tea place they had visited when Penny first met them. May quickly fled inside to order their drinks, leaving Penny giggling while Winter laughed softly. They took a seat at the same table Winter had sat her down after her first panic attack.
Penny took Winter’s hand and squeezed it gently. She recalled the memory for nearly two months ago. It was different with Aro, no excited buzz in the air or a lazy ocean calm. It was different with Winter now too. In the past and present Winter was happy and content, but there was subtle differences in behaviors… Now her touch lingered longer, she seemed content to be in Penny’s presence rather than completing an objective.
“I think I understand what you mean by platonic and romantic affection,” Penny said. The memory of the Welcoming Fair came to mind, the happiness she felt light in her chest as she watched Aurora and Winter hide in plain sight with affectionate touches. Ciel ended up winning back the money she lost during the first bet but Penny felt like she benefited the most from it. “Though I don’t know if I am capable of romantic relationships…”
“Your father mentioned something similar when he was talking with us,” Winter said. “Aurora… confessed that she only had one romantic partner.” For a moment Winter’s gentle expression soured and she glanced away at Penny, “which ended up with her unable to control her semblance.”
“Oh…” Penny felt… oddly relieved but a little furious. Relieved that she wasn’t the only inexperienced member, furious that someone hurt Aro so much her semblance couldn’t deactivate.
“Would you like to try it?” Winter whispered. The slight wavering and fear in her voice was an alarmingly new inflection. Penny didn’t like it and she tried to comfort Winter by rubbing her thumb over Winter’s and squeezing her hand. “Date all three of us?”
“Hm…” Penny ran a quick simulation but no matter what parameters she set she kept getting an error. “You three are only people I’m interested in trying with.”
Penny hadn’t realized how rigid the other women had become until all tension melted from Winter. Her spin relaxed and she looked almost smaller somehow- Penny tried to hold in a gasp, her sensors flaring wildly as her analytic systems tried to interpret a new sensation. A simple and gentle kiss to her fingers.
“Your father also explicitly asked us to take it slow,” Winter added, “He was rather confident we’d be able to restrain ourselves to your pace, since we waited for Aurora.”
“It was really embarrassing,” May said. The two jerked apart, head looking wildly for their third partner. Penny’s systems kept directing her forward but her visual analysis confirmed… May dropped her invisibility field, a tray of four drinks in one hand and a Scroll with a blinking recording light in the other. Her face was almost as red as Winter’s and a bright grin on her face. “You were always such a white knight, Winn.”
“I can’t believe- You recorded it?!”
“Aro would want to see it!” May protested. “Would you rather have Xan show her a recording?”
“Ugh, please don’t mention her,” Winter groaned relaxing back to the table, shoulder pressed comforting against Penny. May only pocked her Scroll and quickly pulled the pair up by their joined hands with a laugh.
“Aurora’s done! We’re meeting her in Mantle.”
“That was not two hours. Not even an hour,” Winter frowned.
"She did say two hours maximum," Penny clarified. She linked her arms with Winter. At first she tensed then relaxed and leaned into her, she glanced down at Penny with a warm smile it nearly overheated Penny’s power unit. Winter leaned back into her.
Winter may have misused her rank to get the fastest transport as soon as possible and May might have pushed her semblance a little far so Penny could pilot the airship beyond safe city limitations. They didn’t end up at Aro’s home or a salon, instead it was a body modification shop with experimental dust procedures called Turk’s Bodily Transformations.
Penny and May gave Winter a worried glance. Amongst the three she was the most experience Dust user, so she would understand the full consequences of direct applications of Dust on an organic body.
“Joanna Greenleaf…” Winter muttered between gritting teeth.
Through the window they could see Joanna and Robyn calmly chatted on the couch till they both saw them through the window. Robyn waved them in. It was a small race between May and Penny, both women quickly walking to the door. May’s longer legs entered the body modification shop first, the door hitting a soft wind chime. Penny paused a little. It was rare to see hinged doors instead of hydraulic ones.
“You three got here fast,” Joanna said with a light sneer. “Has that patience finally worn out, May?”
“Shut up,” May mumbled, “We’re just worried.”
“You can worry for a few more minutes… or an hour,” A voice behind the sectioned room and curtain said. The sound of a tattoo gun paused and a head marked with ink and some metal poked through the curtain for a second. Penny caught the wicked grin and altered fangs as she disappeared again. “Oh wow! They are pretty. Azure and Arctic would be jealous.”
May frowned glancing at Robyn and Joanna, “Who…” They both signed they didn’t know. But judging from the décor and atmosphere of the body shop, they were people from Menagerie. The style was almost Minstral but the Faunus had a distinctively functional design to them. Surviving outside the Kingdoms was difficult, so they adopted any advantage they could find while keeping their Faunus pride. This included Atlesian fashion and technology. Much like Aro it was a mix of two cultures.
“Can you not!” Aro said complained softly. She got scolded for squirming and it took a few seconds for the tattoo gun to hum again. “And I’m not getting the full piece… I don’t even feel right getting this one.”
“Brothers above and below know you deserve it,” they heard an unfamiliar voice say. “Can you activate your Aura for a second again? Thank you. Rumor has it Sienna regrets not intervening. If you were there Menagerie would probably have a CCTV tower by now.”
“Hopefully with the transfer my… the Glaives can get one up soon.”
“If the Glaives don’t out right leave Menagerie,” Turk snorted. “Alright! I think…” They’re voice paused. The tattoo gun took frequent pauses as the last marks and touch ups were made.
“Oh my, it looks great Aro! Don’t look, there’s still a little blood.” Fiona suddenly said from behind the curtain.
“Aura please. Thank you.” There was a short quite pause. Penny finally heard the sound of water, a little miniature stream and pond on the desk. Next to it was a portfolio laid open. Penny flipped through it. Surprisingly it was all Faunus with various of modifications. Unsurprisingly some of them were a cybernetic. Penny was particularly interested in the Faunus women with gills on her neck, a thick metal plat protruding from her spine and a hard-light tail extending from it, like a sting-ray.
“And done!”
“May! Get out the surprise isn’t finished yet!” Fiona yelled. Penny turned to see the curtains fluttering. Fiona shoving May away and seating her by Winter. “You waited five years! Just a few more seconds so she could get dressed.”
“Yeah you perv,” Robyn taunted with a laugh.
The shop owner left the private room first. They smiled eyes a lit with a kind of predatory amusement. She walked straight to May and offered her hand. “I’m Turk! Pleasure to finally meet Aurora’s mate.”
May choked and faulted hand wavering in the air. They threw their head back, rumbling laughter coming from deep in their Faunus gut. Turk’s hand clasp around May’s wrist in a forearm shake.
“Turk, please don’t harass her.” Aro pleased.
“Very well Ms… Glade,” Turk said walking behind their counter. They stripped the gloves off their hands and went about cleaning various of shelves and drawers.
“I-I’m not- Fiona!?” The curtain fluttered again. Fiona emerged first, forcefully pulling a half dressed Aurora… Glade. Penny’s processors slowly hyper focused on the new in slipping between nearly exposed breast. Then up to her collarbone where it flared out a little, and deliciously higher to her neck. It was a mix of circuit board wiring and tribal Menagerie designs.
“You… you weren’t lying about the haircut,” May noted. Penny saw the Huntress awestruck at Aro’s face. Penny gasped and quickly walked over. She made sure not to collide into her like how she wanted too and made sure to keep her hands off Aro’s chest, least May scolds her again. Instead she ran her hands over the buzzed sides of Aro’s head.
“It feels so soft!” Penny gasped. Aro giggled as her fingers passed over her scared Faunus ears. They flicked free when Penny played with the new piercings in them. Then her hands traced the cybernetics going deep into her skull.
“But… you’re image?” Winter mumbled. “You’re business-”
“Aro gave up the ADC!” Fiona blurted, nearly jumping up and down and clapping her hands.
Penny quickly pulled her hands back and held Aro’s arm, steading her as she whipped around to make a grab at Fiona. When the sheep Faunus escaped, Aro made an odd complaining growl. “You promised me that I’d get to tell her!”
"I made that promise two months ago!" Fiona yelled back.
Nervously she looked back at May and Winter. The elite graduates was rendered speechless, eyes wide and for May, mouth a little open. Aro whined again under their gaze. She shuffled, trying to step behind Penny but the metal women easily held her partner to her side. Joanna and Robyn signed encouraging comments.
“There’s no official statement yet, I’m letting the public figure it out for once. There’s still paper work but everything was finalized during my trip to Vale-”
“Ugh, and I was so mad too,” May mumbled.
“You have every right to be… I blackmailed the General, for starters, I wouldn’t trust me either-” May swept in pulling the two trainees into a hug. The fear that was creeping into Aro’s voice softly faded, leaving only an uncertain nervousness. “So… You- you guys like the make over?”
May stepped back, standing next to Winter. The Specialist had that devouring look in her eyes again, hands flexing at her sides before clasping behind her back. Her eyes were intensely focused on the new ink, particularly to where it disappeared under her half buttoned shirt.
“I can show you my appreciation later,” Winter said. The even control and calmness of her voice sent a shiver down Aro spine and blush racing across May’s face.
“It’s,” May cleared her throat to get of the low heated tone. She swallowed a few times before calming down enough to touch Aro’s neck, just shy of the ink but slowly getting closer. “It’s beautiful.”
“Thank you,” Turk chirped. The four jumped a little and the other three happy Huntresses giggled or sneered.
“Now kiss!” Fiona yelled. May laughed and rolled her eyes. She did pull Aro into a kiss on her temple. "Ugh! Come on we’ve been cheering you two on for years!"
“We’re not one of your dumb romantic comedies and dramas!” May frowned at her. Winter chuckled lightly, her voice still a bit too husky. She opened the door, nonverbally convincing the her partners to walk out. The rest of the Happy Huntresses stayed in the shop, trying to wring more personal information about Aro from Turk.
Penny found her hand tightly intertwine with Winter’s, her eyes occasionally glancing at Aro and May, their arms happily linked together broken only when they needed two hands to sign. Her processors were slowly cooling off in Mantle’s cold air. Penny quickly archived and favorited the past hour so she could review them. Despite how advance her memory and simulations are, it wasn’t even close to reality. The feeling Winter’s cool presence at her side or hearing May and Aro’s laughter. Simulations couldn’t mimic the lips that gently brushed against Penny’s knuckles again or the way Winter’s eyes soften when they were a few inches apart.
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From white to red🥀
Hawks(Keigo) x reader
Y/n= your name, Y/H/N= your hero name, Y/Q= your quirk
Character is aged up (18+)
(I know how old he is, I say 18+ just in case)
Warnings: swearing, Angst, blood and mentions of death
It was Monday, god you hated Monday, the only thing that made the day better was Keigo, yesterday he said the agency didn't need him or you today, so he could be on call with you.
As you woke up, all you could see was red,(no, it's not blood! We'll get there) slowly your eyes adjusted to the morning light as you smiled, gazing at the beautiful red feathers. You rolled over, immediately seeing Keigo snuggled against you, you smiled even wider, you couldn't resist the temptation, so you kissed his nose. Consequently waking him up, not that he cared though, seeing your beautiful face always made him happy
"Morn'in dove" he said smiling sleepily at you
You giggled as you apologized for waking him up and kissed his cheeks as a "sorry" of sorts. He chuckled softly, pulling you closer as he murmured "That was the best way to wake up, baby bird". You hugged him closer as he peppered your face with kisses, smiling happily, you gave him an eskimo kiss(softly rubbed your nose against his)
Suddenly, his stomach growled, startling you both, "Heh, we got anything good for breakfast, dove?" He asked sheepishly. Chuckling, you got up and got dressed, heading to the kitchen, waving your hand as you opened the bedroom door saying "Alright, I'll make something for the hungry birdie"
He playfully rolled his eyes and chuckled as he watched you leave, deciding a feather could help you with breakfast, he mischievously sent one your way
The feather flew right towards you
You yelped as the feather tickled your neck, then giggling softly, you reached your hand out and pet the feather, softly stroking it as you watched it fluff up
As you did so, Keigo stopped moving, frozen at the sensation, till he yelled, "Hey! You know my feathers are sensitive, stop teasing!"
Laughing, you stopped touching the feather as it zoomed back to Keigo, and started making breakfast, happily humming
You were done making breakfast, just putting the food on some plates, when Keigo came up behind you, "Boo!" He yelled playfully grabbing your shoulders."Gah!" You yelped, as he nuzzled your neck
"Keigo~, I could've dropped the food!" You whined, leaning back against him. He just chuckled in response and made his feathers grab the plates, "There you go, dove! Now there's no way you can drop them!"
Rolling your eyes, you sat down at the table as a feather delivered your food. You and Keigo were almost done eating when suddenly, his phone rang
His expression turned grim and serious as he immediately answered the call, then he ended the call and turned to you
"Sorry dove, the agency just called, there's a situation downtown, and they want us both at the scene immediately"
Sighing you nodded as you and Keigo went to grab your hero outfits
"What type of quirk does the villain have?" You asked curiously
"Actually, I don't know... the agency said we were the best fit, they never mentioned what quirk the villain had" he muttered, as you became concerned. "M-maybe we should call them back and see if anyone else might be a better fit?" You wondered out loud
"Naw, we can beat any villain, baby bird!"
If only he knew how wrong he was...
At the scene:
It took about 30 minutes to reach the site, flying high above the city as Keigo carried you bridle style, happily spinning in the sky as you giggled softly. "Come on Keigo! We need to focus-"
Suddenly, he stopped, staying in place as he stared ahead in horror. "What is it?" You asked looking over your shoulder, soon gasping as smoke and the smell of blood clouded your senses
'God what's happening, just..what quirk does this villain have?' You thought in horror as you and Keigo landed, scanning the area, Keigo sent out some of his feathers to search for survivors
You and Keigo only found a couple of survivors, they were wounded, as you used Y/Q to help them find shelter and stay safe, Keigo continued looking for survivors. You had only found a few more that were still alive, you were becoming increasingly alarmed, as you kept searching. When Keigo came back, he almost looked as grim as you, only having 4 people with him
One of the survivors Keigo brought back was a child, no more than 6 years old, crying and shaking in fear, you had to save them somehow. There were only a couple low ranked heroes nearby, you called for them, asking them to protect and look for more survivors
Suddenly the ground shook, a huge dome was enclosing the area, it looked like black tinted glass, ominous and evil
Your eyes widened as you got into a fighting stance, 'Fuck, this can't be happening' you thought, steadily growing anxious
"Y/H/N!" Keigo called out
As you turned around to face him, explosions went off in the distance. He quickly informed you that the villain had a quirk named "Black Crystal"
"I tried to break through the crystal already, nothing seems to be working, we're trapped..." Keigo muttered angrily
Your eyes teared up for a second before you quickly wiped them away, "W-we have to find the villain who's doing this" you exclaimed as confidently as you could
Keigo nodded, spreading his wings as he picked you up. While in the air you spotted a figure in the middle of the street, its arms were wide as it stared up at the dome. You quickly informed Keigo, as you both descended to the ground a couple of meters away the figure, you realized just how little you knew about the situation
'What is this person capable of? Who are they? Why are they doing this?' You thought worriedly as you and Keigo tried to make a plan
You and Keigo decided that he should try to distract the villain, since he was faster than you and could dodge if needed, as you would sneak up behind the villain and attack. As Keigo stepped out into the open, you couldn't help but fear for his safety, you couldn't live without him...you just couldn't
"What's up ugly? You make that weird domey thingy?" Keigo asked, successfully getting the villains attention
As planned, while Keigo distracted the villain, you started to make your way behind the villain. You were almost there, just a couple more feet! When suddenly, the villain spoke
"What do ya think you're doing girlie? Sneaking up on me?" The villain spoke eerily whilst chuckled creepily
You froze, 'what do I do now? Should I attack anyway?'
As you were about to respond, whether it be fighting or talking, Keigo beat you to it, sprinting forward as he used one of his feathers as a sword
Deciding it was now or never, you started attacking too, using Y/Q you and Keigo worked in sync. The villain seemed to be able to make objects out of black crystal, since the villain made weapons to fight you and Keigo with. It seemed like you were finally weakening the villain, 'just a little more and we'll have won!' You thought, feeling relieved
Wishful thinking I suppose...
Suddenly the villain allowed Keigo to punch him as he focused on you, kicking you straight to the ground, sputtering, you slowly got back up, only to realize you were to late, the rythm that you and Keigo were using was broken, the villain landed a hit on Keigo, before focusing back on you
Using Y/Q you attacked on your own, only landing a few hits before the villain grabbed you by the collar of your hero suit
Your eyes widened as the villain made a jagged crystal tentacle and pointed it right at your chest
Smirking, the villain slowly traced your neck with the sharp end of the tentacle, leaving a small cut as a tear trickled down your cheek. Then, still holding you, the villain turned around to face Keigo. Seeing you in such a position, Keigo could barely take it, he had to save you, but how?
Keigo stepped forward
"Ah, ah ,ah, don't come any closer, or she won't make it out alive" the villain cooed evily
Keigo froze, 'Fuck, what do I do?' He thought anxiously as you sniffled and bit back a sob
"It'll be okay Y/n, you'll be okay, I'll save you, I promise" Keigo said softly, you slowly nodded
"Now, be a good bird and send your feathers far away, hm? We wouldn't want you using them on me right?" The villain said, continuing to smirk confidently
You eyes widened as you fought against the villains grip, eyes watering, but to no avail. The villain pointed the tentacle straight at your chest before looking back at Keigo
Little did the villain know, while he was looking away Keigo had sent a couple feathers behind him
"Now, where were we-" the villain started, only to be cut off by a feather pressing against his back, the villains eyes widened before he chuckled darkly
"Okay then dumb bird, we'll play that way" the villain muttered
It all happened so fast, the feather killed the villain, but not quick enough
You gasped as the tentacle impaled your stomach, your scream being cut off from the pain as you fell to the ground
"NO!" Keigo screamed
Keigo rushed to your side as he cradled you on his lap
"No no no, this wasn't supposed to happen" Keigo cried, his tears hitting your face as you stared up at him, eyes wide in shock as tears ran down your face
"You'll make it okay dove? Okay? Everything's gonna be fine, you'll get through this, when you get better we'll cuddle and I'll buy everything you want..." he whispered, putting a hand over your wound, attempting to stop the bleeding. His eyes watering even more as he felt your blood coat his hand
You winced as you cupped his cheek, shaking your head at him, sadly smiling
"Kei-"
"No, listen to me Y/n, you're gonna make it. I'm going to be able to wake up next to you every morning, kiss you everyday. You'll be able to tease me whenever you want, just stay with me..."
Your head felt heavy as his words started to fade out
"You can't leave me, dove, I need you. You make my life worth living, I want to spend the rest of my life with you! I love you baby bird, I can't lose you, please, please don't leave me..."
"I'm sorry" you mumbled eyes starting to close
His eyes widened, he couldn't fly you to the hospital, the wound was to deep. He had to do something! He couldn't just stand by and watch you die
"I love you Keigo, my pretty birdie..." you whispered softly, while smiling
'God, how can you smile at a time like this? Don't show me that beautiful smile I fell in love with, my heart can't take it...' Keigo thought sadly
Your eyes closed, they felt to heavy to keep open
"No, no!" He was losing you, "This is all my fault, I should've been able to protect you, keep my promise and save you" he spoke, vioce breaking as he lost control of his emotions
"No....don't....love......please....Y/n."
What was he saying? You can barely hear him...
Keigo cried while holding you close, head resting against yours as his wings lost their shine
"Don't go..." he whispered
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Sorry for any mistakes, I'm pretty sure this sucked, I'm more experienced with fluff, but I tried!
The picture isn't mine, credit to the artist
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hii ! can i have a soft imagine with kenma where its the bride and groom dance and ashe's cover of slow dance with you is playing and its just like flash backs of all their memories together ;w; sorry if it's too much,, thank you !!
YAS YOU MAY ANON! I love kenma so much man, he's so cute and awkward, I just wanna snuggle him~ (˵ᵕ̴᷄ ᗜ ᵕ̴᷅˵)
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Kenma could hear the soft melody of the piano as he slowly danced with (y/n) to the beat of the music. The song being their favorite cover of a show they both enjoyed, slow dance with you, the cover by Ashe. And the dance was a one-two step routine that was easy to maintain and hard to mess up, so it was perfect for the two. Kenma could hear both of their family’s getting teary eyed, happy that Kenma finally found someone that understood him, and wanted to be with him for the rest of her life; (y/n)’s family looking the same.
Being the first dance since they got married, of course everyone was watching them, and Kenma made sure he didn’t mess up, mostly for her, because he didn’t want to embarrass her. But Kenma didn’t pay much attention to the rest of the people around them; mostly, he was giving her all the attention she deserved. He looked into her beautiful eyes and she beamed at him, her gaze warm. With that, he is reminded of when they first meant.
She was sitting alone in a park, her face in her phone as she aggressively plays a game, her tongue sticking out. Kenma was on his way home from school, thinking a shortcut through the park was a good idea, but he got lost along the way, getting distracted by how nice the weather was, and saw her.
He didn’t know what possessed him to sit down next to her and watch as she tried to kill her enemy on the screen. He didn’t what possessed him to tap her on the shoulder when she died and slumped her shoulders in dissapointed, shocking her half to death.
“Gah! Who are you?!” she exclaimed. Kenma flinched at her loud voice and avoided her distrusting gleam, then slowly took his own phone at opened up the app she was playing.
“I noticed you were having trouble, and I thought I could help you.” he muttered. She stared at him minutely then, ever so slowly, the frown turned into a wild smile.
“Wow, thank you! I’ve been having trouble alright,” she said to him and looked over to see who he played and gaped at his level, “Oh my God! You’re a level 150?! How is that even possible! And even for a mage! Geez!” she exclaimed, clearly impressed. Kenma blushed and shrugged.
“It’s nothing really, I just play in my pastime or whenever I’m bored.” she looked at him, shocked once again.
“How can you say that?! It takes ages to level up! You must be a pro at gaming!” sticking her hand out, “I’m (y/n), nice to meet you!” she introduced herself excitedly. Kenma glanced between the girl and her hand, then slowly took it, shaking it lightly, before retracting it quickly.
“Kenma.” he said, and her smile grew wider.
“Okay, let’s do this thing!” she yelled out and proceeded to enter the dungeon with Kenma’s character in tow.
They sat like that for hours, until the sun was setting, making the sky a mirage of pinks and oranges. “Ah, I have to go before my mom yells at me for being out too late again.” (y/n) said, getting up from the park bench and stretching her limbs. She then turned to Kenma, the smile plastered on her face again yet again, but seeing it this time, in the colors of the sunset, it made Kenma’s heart thump loudly and rapidly in his chest. “See you around, Kenma.” she patted his head and soon left him alone.
That was in high school, and had it been years later when Kenma finally had the courage to ask her out. After countless sleepless talking to her, and texting her for days on end, they finally became a couple. And after that, newlyweds.
It was a long journey, but every step of it was worth it.
“Kenma, what’s wrong? You’re spacing out.” (y/n) asked, her eyes filled with concern. They were still dancing, the music still loud. He shook his head and smiled up at her.
“It’s nothing, I was just remembering something long ago.” he explained. She nodded and giggled.
“Okay, but just don’t step on my toes, now.” she joked. Her smile twinkling and Kenma felt himself light up, like he was on fire.
“I’ll make sure not to do that.” he said, chuckling. After a minute of comfortable silence and movements , the song ended and so did the dance. The couple moved back from each other and bowed, the crowd applauding them.
When they were off the dancefloor to have everyone else take it, Kenma took her by the hand and led her to an empty hallway where no one could find them. He stopped them and turned around, instantly kissing (y/n) on the lips. She was surprised but didn’t back away.
When he let go he sigh shakily, “(y/n), I love you. I love you so much, so so so much. And I’m glad we’re married now, and I hope I can do you justice and make you the happiest girl in the world.” he proclaimed to her, the impromtpu speech causing tears to swell in his eyes.
(y/n) started to teared up as well and took Kenma’s hands in hers, leading them to her cheeks. “Kenma, I know you’ll be an amazing husband. I love you so much, I couldn’t possibly think of marrying anybody else.” she whispered to him, her voice cracking. And when he heard that, he let his own tears falling freely.
Kenma embraced her in a tight hug, giving her all of the love he can muster for her.
Yeah, this was totally worth it.
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I know I literally gave you two ideas for prompts last night lmao
But
If you want a third drabble prompt for later... maybe “Bad Liar” by imagine dragons with the prince trying to reason with Vanessa/snatcher remembering how he tried to do so?? Idk lmao my brain is small
Haha, I’m always happy to hear what kind of songs you guys would like to read! So thank you! I wrote this a little quickly and hope it fits what you were looking for! Also going with the idea that he turns into the prince form when he naps for this one! Please enjoy! :D
“Vanessa! Vanessa, look at me, please,” he croaked, his cheeks crusted over with tears.
“You’ve lied to me, my prince,” Vanessa—or the shadow that consumed her—cooed in a voice as haggard as her appearance. Her clawed hands curled up around his chin and he jolted back, inhaling and tightening his stomach as he tried to retreat into the slick stone wall.
“Never,” he whispered, fresh tears streaming down his cheeks. “I never did. Please, you know I’m terrible at lying.” The last part came out more as a whine than he intended but a sob wracked his chest as he recalled all the times he did lie.
About sneaking bacon that one time.
About submitting the application to the school.
About sneaking out to stargaze.
And each time she had caught him because he was a terrible liar. Each and every time. So surely, she knew that he was genuine when he told her again and again that he hadn’t had an affair with the florist.
“You’re still lying!” Vanessa hissed, pinching her nails into his skin and drawing blood.
“Please, trust me, princess,” he felt his chest rise and fall rapidly in panic, but the chains and her claws kept him in place. He looked at the red eye that could be seen while the other was hidden by tangled hair. “Princess, look at me, please.”
The red glinted and his heart pounded.
“It’s not too late,” he pleaded, summoning all his strength to keep his golden gaze as kind and compassionate as possible. Perfect. Promise of a paradise beyond the cellar; the happily ever after they always talked about. He offered a weak smile, but glanced away as he stuttered, “W-we can go back, t-to how it was.”
She leaned forward, grinning and revealing sharp rows of razor-like teeth.
“I don’t believe you,” she growled, yanking her hand away and jerking his head down. He yelped, dizzy, as she turned on her heels and left the cellar. A cold wind howled outside, and he slumped.
Shivering, he turned his bleeding cheek and pressed it against the fabric of his sleeve. It stung and he winced. But it felt better than leaving it to the elements.
It got colder and he felt heavier, hanging. He wondered if maybe it was his fault. Maybe he was lying, after all.
“I just want to go,” he whispered, needing to hear himself. Even if Vanessa did release him eventually, could he fake it? Acting as if he had never been locked here? He wished he could forget. He wished he could erase it from his mind and the present. If he closed his eyes, could he convince himself this never happened? That he had delivered the flowers and they had embraced in love and they had smiled and they had been happy and there was nothing but feeling warm in her arms and seeing love in her gentle eyes and—
Fresh tears spilled over and he inhaled a sharp breath.
He was a bad liar.
“Snatcher?” A soft voice sounded close. He blinked against the bright light in the room, finding the kid leaning down an inch from his face.
“Gah!” He jumped back, feeling his chest throb but he wasn’t sure if it was from the kid waking him or from his dream. “Kid, what—?” He paused to yawn, stretching himself out.
“What did you do when you were alive?” Her blue eyes were wide as he resettled on the ramp, sitting up and draping his tail over the pillow pit.
“I was a lawyer.” He gave her a look, a little too tired to respond with a proper quip. “We’ve discussed this before.”
“Lawyers wear poufy sleeves?”
“What?” He scowled, snapping his talons and summoning a book. “Trying to look the part, Kiddo? Looking like a lawyer won’t magically file your taxes.”
“You wear poufy sleeves when you sleep.” She pulled her knees to her chest and rested her chin on them.
The book dropped into his lap.
He—he what?
“Y-you’re probably just seeing things,” he sputtered, avoiding eye-contact as he picked up his book.
“This happens all the time though,” she continued calmly. “Whenever you nap you look like a person.”
“I-I do not!” Snatcher snapped, frowning. That was impossible! He hadn’t—It had been centuries—He… was no longer human.
But he still dreamed… of a lifetime long ago.
“You’re a bad liar,” she returned, blinking.
The ghost pressed his mouth into a thin line, his fangs nearly invisible.
“Do you want to talk about it?”
“No,” he responded curtly.
She nodded, getting up and wandering down the ramp. He watched with a quirked brow as she grabbed a coloring book and box of crayons before shuffling back to his side. She stretched out on her stomach and started drawing quietly.
“Kid, I’m fine. You don’t need to sit here.”
She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye before returning her attention to her picture.
“I know.”
“What do I have to do to convince you—” He trailed off, realizing what she said. “Wait, you know?”
“I know I don’t need to sit here,” she said, outlining a tree in purple. “But I want to.” She grabbed a brown crayon. “Are you upset?”
“What about?” He asked, opening his book back up.
“That you look human, sometimes.”
“Yes,” he hissed but even he could tell it lacked bite. She snorted and he demanded, “What?”
“You’re a bad liar,” she repeated, looking up with a smile. “But I believe in you.”
Turning back to her coloring, she didn’t see the ghost stiffen at her words. He thought back to the cellar, the horrid cold and hours of second-guessing, reprimanding, and hating himself. All that time, trying to explain how he had deserved it, trying to sift through all his shattered pieces and spiraling thoughts to make sense of it all. He remembered the soft plea to Vanessa that soon became directed at himself.
Please believe me.
Shaking his head, desperate to dissolve those thoughts and to stop thinking about his past, he turned back to her drawing, where she was adding the moon in the sky with stars.
“That looks stupid,” he commented.
“Your face looks stupid,” she retorted.
“Original comeback. Are you expecting a medal?” His golden grin stretched across his face and she giggled.
“Yes! Make it gold with purple.” She kicked her legs behind her without looking up from her picture.
“I’ll do purple with gold,” he countered, smiling genuinely. She paused coloring to laugh and he breathed easy for the first time since his dream.
While they continued their banter, the ghost mused how he had spent centuries telling himself the past didn’t matter. Now, he was beginning to think, whether it mattered or not, he might be able to find a way to be okay.
That was something he could believe in.
#a hat in time#my writing#song lyric drabbles#toxic-lavender#ahit snatcher#ahit vanessa#ahit hat kid#ahit prince#abuse warning#physical abuse#let me know what you think!#and it was such a good song for prince/snatcher#i hope i did okay!#Tried to end it on a lighter note#also still thinking about the one for You are my Sunshine#BUT i swear i haven't forgotten!
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Upsetti Spaghetti (Papyrus X Reader.)
You’ve been noticing something has been bothering your tall skeleton friend. How you may ask? Well, it’s been the little details you’ve been picking up on. A brief drop in his smile, his fluctuating tone, and the biggest red flag of all: He hasn’t made spaghetti in a week.
This is truly an emergency if your spaghetti loving buddy hasn’t even touched a box of the noodles. You were now just realizing the weight of the situation, lounging on the couch with said friend’s brother with some random show playing in the background.
“Well damn…” You mutter, feeling like a fool for not noticing sooner, especially since he legit JUST left to be the monster mascot. Sans quirked a bone brow at you.
“Something up bud?” The short skeleton asks confused. You huff and turn to him.
“Have you been noticing something up with Pap?” You ask, already knowing the answer of the observant skeleton. He slowly nods before frowning.
“Do you know what is causing this?” You ask, wanting to help your friend. Sans sighs and shakes his head.
“The stress is getting to him. My bro is great but… he also needs to learn to take a break,” You huff again, knowing how stubborn the tall skeleton can be.
“Yeah… WAIT THAT’S IT!” You exclaim, causing Sans to jump and fall off the couch. You hold back a snicker as he looks up at you bewildered.
“I have a way to improve his mood! And it’s through the lack of stomach! Come on lazy bbes, we’re making the best damn spaghetti the world will ever see!” You exclaim, quickly picking up the short skeleton like a football and marching into the kitchen. Sans snorts at your behavior, Pap’s was DEFINITELY rubbing off on you.
After an hour of working in the kitchen making the absolute best spaghetti from the small assortment of spices in the brothers home. Sans did help, but not by a lot. Lazy bones. But he was all for helping you get the better spices that went well together so that was nice!
And FINALLY! Your spaghetti masterpiece was complete! You were so excited to show Pap’s! You were currently pacing in the living room, too excited to sit down. Sans was watching as you walked around, a smirk on his face. Oh no…
“I get you’re excited an all, but shouldn’t you slow your roll,” You snort and shake your head.
“That was awful,” Sans’s smirk grew.
“Eh, you could say I’m running out of ideas,” You chuckle.
“Then maybe you should pace yourself,” Sans snorted and his smile grew.
“Hey, mind is always racing to come up with puns,”
“Just don’t run out of puns on me,”
“BROTHER, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO THE HUMAN?!” You jump in surprise, making an intelligent “gah” sound while doing so. Sans’s smile grew and he lazily waved at Papyrus.
“Hey Pap’s, how was the meeting?” Papyrus huffs from annoyance of Sans avoiding the question.
“IT WAS… EVENTFUL,” Papyrus answers while you perked up.
“Oh! Papyrus! We made you something!” You exclaim as you rush into the kitchen.
“YOU DID?!” Papyrus exclaims, half happy you made him something and half surprised because SANS WORKED?! You rush back into the living room with a plate of spaghetti and give it to Papyrus.
“Tada! A plate of spageht!” You exclaim, earning a snort from Sans and an amused, thankful and somewhat annoyed expression from Papyrus before it turned into one of pure joy. He quickly puts the plate onto the coffee table and scoops you up in a hug.
“THANK YOU SO MUCH HUMAN! AND YOU TOO SANS! I’M GLAD MY TWO FAVORITE PEOPLE MADE SOMETHING FOR ME!” He exclaims, you laugh and hug back.
“I’m glad you like it Paps!”
“Yeah, I guess you can say we put a lot of backbone into making it,”
“SAAAAAAAAAANS!” You laugh at the brother’s antics before you all have the spaghetti while watching Mettaton, Papyrus’s favorite show. Before long, it was time for you all to head to bed.
You jolt awake in the middle of the night to have the worst thing happen. You thirsty as HELL. Grumbling, you begrudgingly get out of the warm bed and out of your cold room. As you pass Papyrus’s room, you hear something muffled through the door. Blinking your sleep away, you strain your ears to listen. You heard… CRYING?!
Your eyes widen as you hastily, yet quietly approach the door and knock gently. You hear a yelp and a thud followed by a quiet “Nyeh…” So it wasn’t a ghost… good to know. But that isn’t important, what is, is making sure Papyrus is ok. You went to knock again when the door opened just a crack to reveal Papyrus.
“Human? Wh-What are you doing up?” He asks uncharastically quietly. Your eyebrows furrow as you examine the skeleton. His eye lights were blurry and you could see tear tracks on his skull.
“That’s not important right now, are you okay Pap?” You ask quietly, Papyrus tenses up from your worried expression before giving you a soft smile.
“I-I’M PERFECTLY FINE HUMAN! NO NEED TO WORRY! NYEH HEH HEH!” Papyrus says “enthusiastically,” You weren’t buying it. There was no spark in his eye sockets or any genuine happiness in his smile.
“Papyrus, I’m your friend. I’m SUPPOSED to worry. Please, tell me what’s wrong, maybe I can help?” You offer, Papyrus’s smile fell as he looks anywhere but you. He eventually sighs, opening his door more and retreating back into his room.
You quickly enter his room and close the door, knowing he’d want privacy. He sits criss cross on his bed while you look around and notice the computer was on, illuminating the dark room. You glance at Papyrus who gives you a nod, allowing you to look at what’s on the computer.
You go over to the computer and look at what's on the screen. Documents. He’s been working on documents about relations between humans and monsters, kinda surprising but not at the same time. You furrow your brows and look at him, he’s been really quiet…
“Pap’s, is this what’s making yo-” You cut yourself off when you see Papyrus crying again. You’re quick to rush over and give the big skeleton a hug. He gladly accepts it, holding you tightly while you think of what to say.
“Papyrus, how long has this been bothering you?” You ask quietly, he hugs you a bit tighter.
“A-Awhile…” He mutters, making you frown.
“Why didn’t you ask for help?” You ask while looking up at him. He clears his throat.
“W-Well, I’m the great Papyrus! I-I have to be there for those who need me! I need to be the reliable one, the one who’s there to encourage those who need it, the one to comfort those who need it…” He explains, you frown again and start rubbing his spine comfortingly.
“Papyrus, everyone knows you’re amazing. But you need to realize that you can also ask for help, ask for comfort and encouragement. We ALL have our off days, our bad days… And we can’t bottle it up otherwise it’ll come rushing back in the worst moment. It’s OKAY to cry, it’s OKAY to ask for help, it’s OKAY to take a BREAK,” Papyrus lets out a choked sob and buries his face into your shoulder. You let him cry, he needed it… After a while, he started to calm down.
“Th-Thank you, Y/N…” He mutters. You nod.
“Of course, but I’m going to ask Sans to handle the documents. At least until you’re up to face them again,” Papyrus tenses slightly then sighs.
“I… suppose I can take a break. At least for a little while,” You smile.
“Good,” You say, going to break the hug when Papyrus gently brings you back into the hug.
“Can we stay like this for a while? Please?” He pleaded. You internally squeal at his cuteness, what a cinnamon roll! Least to say, you cuddled all night, even falling asleep allowing Sans to snap a photo of you two. Adorable.
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Matthew Luther and the Riddle of Easter
7th April, 1985:
It was a Sunday, and everyone at Hogwarts was either busy enjoying themselves or furiously studying for their exams. Well, almost everyone. For in the West wing of the Castle, up in Ravenclaw Tower, there was one person still in their bed. He wasn’t asleep, but he didn’t exactly want to get out of bed. Matthew Luther didn’t really feel like there was much of a point. If he did, he would either get dozens of looks for being Jacob Luther’s brother, or be pestered by the Slytherins again. As far as he was concerned, it was best to avoid all of that. For the past three years, it appeared that God had been playing an awfully long-winded joke on him. So there he laid, trying not to think about anything, forcing himself to go back to sleep.
Suddenly, there was a noise. A loud, piercing screech. It sounded like a cat of some kind. It was probably Mrs Norris, Matthew thought, covering his ears with the pillow. If he hadn’t, he would have heard several tiny footsteps moving towards the dormitory door, followed by a click. He finally noticed when the door swung open, filling the room with light.
“Gah!” Matthew exclaimed, squinting to see that the only thing in the doorway was a cat. It wasn’t Mrs Norris, that was for sure. This one had large, green eyes and ginger hair, and it didn’t hiss at a moments’ notice. It walked up to the bed, and started to mew at the first-year.
“...Oh, what? What is it?” Matthew asked, pushing himself over to see the cat. It looked at him, right at him, before glancing up at his desk. On it was Matthew’s wand, books, and his silver bracelet. In a flash, the ginger cat jumped up and swiped it, scampering out of the room with the bracelet in its mouth.
“H-Hey!” yelled Matthew, quickly forcing the duvet off of him, grabbing his wand and heading off after the cat. He followed it down the stairs and into the Ravenclaw Common Room, and into the many bookshelves that made up Ravenclaw Tower. The cat headed deep into the tower, until it came to a stop several minutes later near an alcove with several blue lanterns and cushions. It sat down on one of these cushions, keeping the bracelet under its claws. Slowly, Matthew approached the animal, now exhausted thanks to having chased it down here.
“There’s got to be a better way to do this...” he said to himself, moving closer. And then it hit him. He was going about this all wrong. I always am, he thought, stopping in his tracks. Cautiously, he moved his hand forward, not towards the bracelet, but to the cat’s head. It hesitated for a moment, sniffing the hand, before allowing Matthew to stroke its head, moving its claws away from the silver. He didn’t grab it instantly, and instead sat down on one of the cushions, continually stroking the cat. Eventually, it moved onto his lap, and Matthew finally grabbed his bracelet and put it on. He gave a sigh of relief as he felt the cold metal touch his skin.
“Ah, you’re not so bad.” he admitted, as he started to give the cat chinny rubs. It purred loudly in his lap. “I wonder who you belong to.”
“He belongs to nobody.” came a woman’s voice. Matthew snapped his head up, and the cat remained still in its lap. In front of them was a silvery figure in a resplendent dress, with long brown hair going past the shoulders. She had the tiniest of smiles on her face. Matthew gasped.
“It’s you...” he began, “The Ghost of Ravenclaw Tower...Helena Ravenclaw.” he said, remembering Chester informing him that she didn’t like the name “The Grey Lady”. And honestly, who would?
“I am glad that you solved my riddle. It’s a favourite of those eager to find a suitor who has both intelligence and kindness, and faith in their soul.” Helena explained, “Take good care of it.”
Matthew’s eyes widened. “You- You’re giving me a cat? W-What? W-Why?” he stammered, looking down at the cat’s green eyes.
“I felt that you require a companion that is immune to human inventions such as rumour, or scandal.” Helena said, gliding closer to the window. “Things that you know too well.”
Matthew nodded. “You can say that again.” The cat got off of his lap and pounced up to the windowsill. The Ravenclaw got up and moved towards it too, to see whatever it was that had caught their attention. From here, they could see a great deal of Hogwarts, including the Clocktower Courtyard. There, he could make out a large crowd of people surrounding two people. One of them was a nervous-looking Gryffindor, and the other was a wild-haired Slytherin.
“Ben and Merula!” Matthew exclaimed, “Oh no...”
“Ah, yes. I believe the Snyde girl has been one of the most eager to find the Cursed Vaults.” Helena observed. “Besides you, of course. I must ask, is this why you have shut yourself here?”
Matthew’s expression soured even more so. The cat nuzzled his shoulder. “That’s..that’s not it. It’s just...well, it’s Easter.”
“Indeed it is.” confirmed Helena, looking down at the boy.
“Well, it’s just...we don’t have an owl, so my Dad can’t send me anything, so that sucks...” Matthew explained, “But more than that...it’ll be the first time I’ve missed it. Every year, we’d go to church and they’d give us all a little chocolate egg, and we got to do colouring activities while the main service happened. I know I’m twelve now, but...it was nice seeing everyone there, you know? I just...that was how it happened every year. I miss that.”
Helena nodded. “You miss your old life. Now I must ask you something that may cause you offence.” she announced. “How does staying up here solve any of that?”
Matthew stared, open-mouthed. “Wh- well, I...I...you stay up here all the time, don’t you?!” he reminded her, suddenly very annoyed. He knew that staying up here wasn’t helping, but hearing it from somebody else was just...well, it felt awful. It then occurred to him what he had just said. “I...I’m sorry, I should go, I-”
“No. I understand.” Helena reassured him.
“I...” Matthew began, “It’s no excuse, but...I just...I know it's wrong. But I can’t bring myself to change anything. When I was younger I’d always had Jacob to help me with that...we’d always get the same Easter chocolate, too. He’d tell me when to stop so I could space it out over the holidays, you know, to make it last. He was brilliant. I guess if I had the chocolate now, I’d eat it all in one go and feel awful about it later...I...I guess I just miss him. He was brilliant, and...I can’t stand his name being tarnished.” As he let everything out, he found himself stroking the cat again. It turned onto its back and let Matthew rub its belly. Helena watched for a moment, before sighing.
“Matthew Luther, in case you had not noticed, I am dead. But more than that, I am a ghost. I refused to let go of this world, as I did not have the faith to move on. Thus, I am trapped here, unable to truly feel the pull of the world around me...unable to enact change. You are not dead. You are alive. You can enact change.”
Matthew digested this, taking a long sigh. “You’re right. Of course you are. It’s just...so damn hard sometimes.”
“As all things worth doing are.” Helena said, “Now, best hurry. It looks like Mr Copper has been struck by the Jelly-Legs Jinx.”
“Right!” said Matthew, picking up his wand again and heading towards the door of Ravenclaw Tower, the cat following behind. “Honestly, I think I lost God’s lottery, and then there’s Ben-”
“Matthew!” cried Helena, gliding forward.
“Um...yes?” he asked. The ghost pointed at him.
“You are still wearing your pyjamas.”
Matthew blushed. “Right, sorry, gah!” he exclaimed, heading up to the boy’s dormitory. A few minutes later he emerged, now with proper clothes on. He looked down at the cat by his feet.
“I guess you need a name.” he realised. “How about...Danny?”
Danny mewed quietly, scratching his head against Matthew’s leg.
“Great.” He said, before turning to the Grey Lady. “I...thank you. You know, I think you’re slightly wrong. You said you couldn’t change things, and now here I am, off to duel half of Slytherin.”
Helena’s smile grew ever-so-slightly. “Well...take care of that cat. It’s been in my care for a few years now, it deserves someone like you.”
“I will. I promise.” he said. Before he left, however, he turned back. “Um, Helena?”
“Yes, Matthew?”
“Do wizards...do they believe in God?”
Helena paused, then nodded. “Some do. They believe that he gave us our magic for a purpose, and...that we are destined to act as Guardian Angels for the masses.”
Matthew nodded in return. “Yeah, cool, um...see you around, Helena! Thank you for the cat! Oh, and Happy Easter!” he yelled, before dashing out of Ravenclaw Tower.
When Matthew got to the courtyard, the crowd had almost doubled. Rowan was standing nearby.
“Where were you? The Slytherins have been, well they’ve been-”
“I know.” Matthew said, scowling. He pushed his way to the front of the crowd. The group of Slytherins were hurling insult after insult at Ben, who had next-to-no chance of defending himself. Matthew sighed, and pointed his wand at Ben’s wiggling legs.
“Unjellify!” he yelled, causing them to straighten out. Ben immediately backed away, Rowan moving forward to check if he was okay.
“Wait, the counter-curse is just ‘Unjellify’? That’s it?!” Merula asked, her eyebrow raised.
“Trust me, I was surprised too.” Matthew said, chuckling. “Alright then, guys, you’ve had your fun, so-”
“Oh shut up, halfbreed.” sneered Preston Crawford, another Slytherin who Matthew found to be worse than Merula. “You’ve made an enemy today, you know that?”
“Mm, and I haven’t even had breakfast yet.” Matthew said, looking up at the clock tower. “Hm. Half eleven. Guess I’ll have to settle for brunch.”
“You’re going nowhere, Luther.” Merula declared, stepping forward. “I doubt you could ever best me.”
“Is that so?” Matthew asked. “How about this, then: If I win, you can’t lay a finger on Ben Copper ever again.”
Merula snorted. “And if I win, you will never search for the Cursed Vaults ever again.”
“Fine by me.” Matthew said, genuinely smiling. “By all means, you first.”
“Flipendo!” she screamed. Matthew took it head-on. He heard a gasp from the crowd as he skidded to a halt. Matthew looked down to see Danny by his feet. Ben was nearby.
“Matthew...you really don’t have to do this...really, I..” he stammered, but Matthew just smiled, and gestured to his cat.
“Take care of my cat while I do this, will you? Thanks a bunch. Expelliarmus!” he yelled, knocking Merula’s wand right out of her hand.
“Ooh...you little...” she muttered, scowling at the cheering crowd. “You can’t do this! You can’t stop me from showing that mudblood who’s boss! I’m the Most Powerful Witch at Hogwarts, and-”
“Umm...Merula...” Matthew began, pointing behind her.
“No, I’m not done! How’d you master that spell already?! It’s not fair! Nobody can be better than me! I can do what I want, when I want! I run this school, I-”
“Merula...” Matthew tried again.
“For Merlin’s sake, what?!”
“Ahem.” said Professor Snape. Merula looked behind her and gulped. Preston and his cronies quickly scattered.
“P-Professor Snape!” she said, quickly.
“I suspect this is your fault, Luther. Are you aware of Hogwarts policy on unauthorised duelling?”
Matthew felt his stomach curl up, and it wasn’t because he’d missed breakfast.
“Sir,” piped up Rowan, “Merula hit him first, he-”
“Enough, Khanna. Is this true, Miss Snyde?” Snape asked. Merula looked as though she was going to deny it, but Danny had walked over and started moving in and out of her legs. She looked down at the cat, then up at Snape, and nodded.
“Very well. You will report to me in the West Towers to discuss this transgression.” He declared, both him and Flitwick departing. A silence hung in the air.
“Blimey, I am starving.” said Matthew, clutching his stomach. “I wonder if they do cat food...Not for me of course,” he added, looking at Merula’s bewildered expression.
“Luther...I’m getting to the Vaults first. And you won’t stop me.”
“I look forward to trying.” he said, before heading into the castle with Rowan, moving towards the Great Hall.
“See? Told you she wasn’t that bad.” he was saying as they came to Ravenclaw table.
“Matthew, she tried to jinx you.” Rowan reminded him. “I mean, I certainly didn’t expect her to tell the truth, but do you really think she’ll keep her promise to stop bullying Ben?”
“I suppose we’ll find out.”
Suddenly, there was a loud hooting as several owls flew into the Hall. One of them flew low down and dropped a large box in front of Matthew. Attached to it was a note.
Hey Matt,
Happy Easter. I don’t know if they celebrate it over there, but I convinced your mother to let me send these to you with her owl.
Keep it up,
Love, Dad.
Matthew smiled and opened the box. It was filled with several large chocolate eggs, and a singular smaller one, too.
“Wh-what is all this?” Merula asked, having just appeared in the Great Hall.
“I think...” said Matthew, “It’s God’s way of saying, ‘Sorry, mate.’ Why, do you want some?”
Merula scowled, then walked over to the Slytherin table. Matthew just grinned.
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True Love
Prompt: Can I have a delusional Jungkook who is obsessed with fairytales and the whole idea of “prince meets princess and falling in love at first sight”, and is convinced that y/n is the princess and he has to “save” her in order to achieve a happen ending?
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Warnings: Yandere-themes, stalking-themes, and profanity.
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It was all coming together. Jungkook swiped through his phone, checking and rechecking his plans. Tomorrow, between 9:14 and 9:18 AM– depending on foot traffic– she’d round the eastern corner of 14th and Park. She’d be carrying her purse and a coffee, but she’d be finishing her drink by the time she reached the corner. The point, the most crucial part, is that her hands would be full. He’d bump into her, she wouldn’t be able to catch herself, and he’d swoop her up before she fell. She’d have to fall in love with her Prince Charming, and he’d, at last, have his princess. His y/n. Everything would be perfect.
They were destined to be together– Soulmates, Jungkook was sure, he’d known it since he’d first laid eyes on y/n. She was his true love.
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You check your watch, careful not to twist your wrist enough to spill your coffee. 9:12. Finally, it looks like you’ll get to work early today! With a spring in your step, you weave through the usual crowd of hurried suits and turn the corner. You have a meeting that you’ve been preparing ages for, and you’re thinking of nothing but your various talking points, everything you’re going to present, when–
“Oof!” You bump into someone, hard, and lose your balance. Shit, shit, your hands are full. You drop your coffee and purse in an attempt to catch yourself, but instead of solid concrete, you feel the contact of strong arms holding you tightly.
“Are you alright?” You look up at your rescuer and see gorgeous dark eyes full of soft concern. The stranger helps you to your feet and hands you your purse. “That was quite a fall.”
“Ah, thank you– I’m okay. Appreciate it, man.” You breathe deeply to calm your pounding heart. The handsome stranger seems to be waiting for something. What else can you say? “Er… thanks again.” With that, you turn and begin walking to work, your pace increasing. Dammit, you really hope this won’t make you late.
“W-Wait!” The stranger grasps at your wrist, his eyes bright, his voice revealing an emotion you can’t understand. “Do you believe in… love at first sight?”
“Uh…” Aaaand he’s crazy. You pull your arm from his grip and hurry away, flustered. Love at first sight? What fairy-tale bullshit. Sure, he’s cute, but the creepy-to-cuteness factor is way off balance in this case. Love at first sight… When you were a kid, you dreamed of being a princess and riding off into your happily ever after. But you’ve grown up since then, and you know fairy tales aren’t real.
You glance backward. He’s staring after you, and you feel a rush of guilt. He looks like a kicked puppy… or a wounded prince.
Prince? “Gah– stop it!” You scold yourself, blinking hard. The guy messed with your head, distracted you with that love-at-first-sight stuff. Whatever, you’ll forget about it soon enough. In the meantime, you’ve got your meeting to think about.
“And now I believe y/n, head of our innovation department, has the latest proposal?”
You stand. “Yes, thank you. With help from our customer surveys, we’ve noticed there are a few flaws in our current system.”
“Do you believe in… love at first sight?”
“We, uh, have devised a few options: First, we could begin requiring browser logins and game downloads for individual accounts– that will cut down on incidents such as the one that went viral last quarter. Additionally, we could consider removing ourselves from the browser-based gaming market entirely and shift to a downloaded application-type medium. We predict a decrease in traffic but profits should remain largely steady–”
His eyes, his lips, his hands, his skin, his voice...
“Due to ad revenue and potential membership opportunities.” You continue. “We could also consider discounted subscription packages, which seemed popular in our surveys.”
He was really cute. Maybe you were too hasty? You don’t even know his name.
“...We believe that changing the medium of the game presentation will improve security, decrease online harassment, and increase profits within the next three quarters. I will now take questions.”
Usually, creeps gave off a vibe, the type of thing you could sense right away. This guy didn’t give you that vibe.
“Very well said, y/n.” The company president clapped several times. “What software changes do you propose making for this to work?”
You beam. “It’s rather simple, we only need to move our content offline to an external database– we already have games in development using this system. The cost for the whole switch would be a fraction of potential profits.”
“Do you believe in… love at first sight?”
“The board members will give it some thought, y/n, and I’d be very optimistic. Great work.”
Yes! “Thank you.”
At the end of the day, you leave the office grinning. The meeting went really well, and if you pull off this project, you’re certain to be looking at a promotion. You’ve been working on the proposal for three months and now that it’s looking so good, you could sing.
“Y/n?”
At the summons, you turn around– and then stop dead. “You again.”
And it is the love-at-first-sight stranger from the morning. He waves awkwardly, breaking into a cute bunny-like smile. “Hi.”
“H-hi.” You brush some hair out of your face, suddenly self-conscious. “Uh, how did you know my name?”
The guy winks. “Magic.”
“Or stalking.”
“Or…” The guy hands you a business card. Your business card. “Maybe you dropped this in the morning.”
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In truth, Jungkook had your business card for a few months. He couldn’t say that, though, and he needed an excuse to know your name and place of business.
You look at him with your beautiful doe eyes, the kind of eyes that a man would kill to protect. “Why were you waiting for me?”
Jungkook smiles. “I think we got off on the wrong foot earlier. I saw you dropped your card and, well… it seemed like a second chance.” A chance to be your prince, my love.
“Oh.”
“I’m Jeon Jungkook by the way.”
You smile shyly, that smile he’s seen a hundred thousand times, directed at everyone but him. You’re active on your social media accounts, and he’s seen all your photos. When you’re with your friends, your family, even today at your meeting– when you smile, you shine, a princess without a throne. It’s one of the things Jungkook loves about you. He can’t wait until your smile for him alone.
“I’m y/n. But I guess you knew that.”
“I did. Y/n, I’ll be honest, and I hope this doesn’t come off as too forward.” Jungkook leans towards you, his princess– his queen. “I’d love to get to know you better.”
“Um…” You hesitate, and a hint of fear makes its way up Jungkook’s spine. He really hopes you don’t reject him. In the months since he’s first noticed you, you’ve remained single. If you were to reject him, he couldn’t leave you to prance around in front of other men. If you, Jungkook’s princess, didn’t want his love, well… something would have to be done about that.
“Sure. That sounds cool.” You nod, a light blush coloring your cheeks.
Something akin to joy floods Jungkook’s psyche. The first step achieved. She said yes– she must see that what they have is true love.
Jungkook has always loved fairy tales. He was teased as a kid for how much he enjoyed princess stories. But Jungkook’s mom made it clear that she didn’t like him, and his dad was rarely around– unless he came home to berate Jungkook. No one could blame him for yearning for true love; it’s not like he ever experienced it at home. When he first saw you, he knew you were his princess. He needed to rescue you, sweep you off your feet, and carry you off into your happily ever after. True love is real, and you’ll help him prove it. The characters in Disney movies were happy after finding each other. He knows you’ll make him feel happy. In fact, he’ll make sure of it.
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Well, he’s cute, and he did return your business card. You’ll be careful. What harm can come from a date?
Later that night, you’re catching up on some work. The company president said he’d have the board’s answer on your proposal by next week, and since it seemed like a sure thing, you’re anxious to get the OK to move ahead with the project.
Your phone buzzes.
Jeon Jungkook: Are we on for Friday at six, milady? [10:43]
Y/n: Haha yep, see you then! [10:43]
Jeon Jungkook: Can’t wait :) [10:43]
Jeon Jungkook: What are you up to? [10:44]
Y/n: Just organizing resources for a project [10:45]
Y/n: I’ve been working really hard on it [10:45]
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Oh, Jungkook knows. He’s a decent hacker. When you were out drinking with friends last month, he accessed your laptop and installed a backdoor program that lets him see whatever you’re doing on your computer. It’s been useful: he knows about your work projects; the failed first dates; your porn preferences; your email contacts. He just wanted to make sure you weren’t cheating on him. Perfect princesses don’t cheat, and he knows you’re his perfect princess.
Friday arrives. Even though it’s only been a few days since he asked you out, Jungkook has been waiting for months to finally sweep you off your feet. It’ll be amazing. He walks up to the door, the details of which he’s practically memorized, and knocks. Three grand knocks, just like he’d imagined.
“Half a moment!” Your sweet voice floats from inside the house. Jungkook presses his lips together– do you even know how beautiful, how kind, how regal you are?
And when you swing the door open, his heart aches with desire. He can’t wait to possess you entirely. You’re wearing what Jungkook has to assume is your favorite light pink dress. You wore it to your birthday dinner four months ago, and again to your friend’s wedding three weeks ago. He hasn’t seen you wear this dress on other dates, though– does that make Jungkook special? He knew it. You do believe in love at first sight. You see the same thing he does: you’re destined to be soulmates.
“Your highness,” Jungkook says, holding out his arm.
You giggle and take his offered arm. Jungkook knows you think you’re just playing along with a joke. It’ll take a bit of time to introduce you to his royal fantasy– you don’t know you’re already Jungkook’s princess. But you will. Oh, you will.
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The date goes surprisingly well. You haven’t been having good luck with dating lately, and you can actually see Jungkook being the one to break your dry spell. He’s a perfect gentleman, respectful and humorous. He continues to call you milady and your highness, and it’s cute, honestly. He makes you feel so special, almost like a princess.
“Thanks for tonight, Jungkook,” you say as he walks you to your door. “You finding my business card ended up being a pretty great coincidence.”
“I agree. I’m glad you decided to go out with me, y/n. I hope we can do this again.”
You nod. “Definitely.”
You smile as you change into your pajamas. You’re excited to see what Jeon Jungkook has in store. Before you get into bed, you open your laptop and notice a new email from the company president. Yes! Have you finally gotten the go-ahead and funding for the project you’ve poured yourself into?
Y/n, the email reads. I wish I had better news to give. The board declined your recent project proposal. Don’t let this discourage you from continuing to do great work! I’ll see you on Monday.
You sit back, slack-jawed, and rub your eyes. What? But… but it was looking so good. You worked so hard. What did you do wrong?
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Jungkook frowns, looking at your computer screen on his phone. He’s still sitting in his car, parked around the block from your home. He knows how much you cared about getting this project approved. And this, this board. They kept his princess from achieving her goals. He blinks once, twice. Surely you’ll love him if he gets the board members to change their minds, if you realized he’d do anything for you. Jungkook turns the key in the ignition and drives home, thinking about how he can cheer you up. The individual board members are named on your company’s website– perhaps he’ll pay them a visit.
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That night, you can’t sleep. This proposal was a display of your hard work, all the thought you’d put into making the company more successful. It was supposed to be a straight line to a promotion. The night started off so well, your date with Jungkook was so fun. Ugh. You bury your face in your pillow. How will you face your team members on Monday? And the board members. You know some of them don’t like you– you’re too determined, too innovative for a woman.
How you wish you could show them.
Whatever. It’s just one more failure. You’ll start brainstorming new proposals tomorrow.
You spend the rest of the evening tossing and turning, staring at the ceiling, and sulking. The weekend passes much in the same way. You’re not one to get discouraged, but it’s hard to feel hopeful. If the project had been approved, your responsibilities and funding would have shifted into seeing it through for at least the next year. Monday morning, you’re headed out the door when you get a text.
Jungkook: When can I see you again? [8:35]
Y/n: Want to grab dinner after work? I get off at 5. Shall we say 6:30? [8:36]
Jungkook: Your wish is my command. Have a good day at work ;) [8:36]
Y/n: Yeah fat chance [8:37]
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What you don’t know, Jungkook decides, wiping a bit of something red off his cheek, won’t hurt you. You wanted this project– and your knight in shining armor will ensure you get it.
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“Y/n, can I see you in my office for a moment?”
“Hm? Uh, yes. Sure.” You follow the president into his office.
“How are you doing?” He asks as he settles into his chair. You sit across the desk from him. “I know how hard you worked on that project– it’s okay to be upset.”
You straighten up in your chair. “I’m fine, sir. Just focusing on moving forward.”
“That’s good. Well, I’ve actually got some surprising news for you today. Three board members– that is, the three that voted down your proposal– contacted me separately over the weekend to let me know they changed their minds.”
“I- I’m sorry, what?”
“Your proposal has been unanimously approved, y/n. Congratulations. I’m excited to see where your vision will take this company.” The president reaches across the desk and shakes your hand. You can only stare, half euphoric, half numb. “You will, of course, be transferred along with your team to the advanced development department. I’ll have the paperwork ready for you by the end of the day.”
“Okay! Uh… thank you.” You break into a radiant grin. “Thank you so much, sir!”
“Don’t thank me, the board members made their decisions. That being said, you really deserve this. Good luck.”
You practically skip out of your boss’s office. You did it! You knew the meeting went well, they just needed more time! You did it!
That evening, you hum to yourself as you put on your makeup. Jungkook will be here soon, and you’re really excited to see him. Even though you told him you could meet at the restaurant, he insisted on picking you up. What a gentleman.
Three knocks at the door. “Coming~” you sing as you pad into the hall.
“You look beautiful, y/n,” Jungkook murmurs as you swing open the door.
“Oh stop it, charmer!” You laugh, swishing your skirt like it was a ballgown.
“You’re in a good mood today, what happened?”
“My project got approved! The board changed their minds. Isn’t that great?”
Jungkook laughs. “That’s fantastic! Congrats!”
On impulse, you throw your arms around him and hug him tightly. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
You snuggle into his shoulder. “For being so nice. For making me feel like a princess.”
You’re so preoccupied with how good Jungkook smells that you don’t notice him tugging his jacket up to cover a red stain on his sleeve.
“I’ll always be your prince, milady.”
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This is true love, Jungkook thinks. We’ll get our happily ever after.
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Publisher Nippon Ichi Software and developer Daisyworld have released new information and screenshots for yuri visual novel Kochira, Haha Naru Hoshi Yori introducing survival life in Ikebukuro and the girls’ relationships.
Get the details below.
■ Explore the City of Ikebukuro
Where should we go today?
Living in an uninhabited Ikebukuro can be quite difficult. Not only do you need to eat, you also need a bed to sleep comfortably and a bath to wash yourself.
Kanako and company will improve the quality of their survival life by making beds from cut bamboo and running bath water into barrels.
—If you want bamboo, go to the bamboo thicket. Or if you need tools, go to the department store. Kanako and company will head to various locations to find the things they want.
—Cut bamboo to make a bed!
■ Girls Who Work Together
We’re not alone! If we stick together, we’ll be alright!
During their survival life, the girls will split up into groups to handle their work.
While it may feel a little lonely that everyone cannot stay together at all times, the girls will help each other out and pave the path forward.
—Akira and company split up into two groups: a dissection group to take care of the deer, and a preparation group to find food utensils.
—A barricade blocks the girls from getting into a department store, which carries tools. When the physically-trained Akira and company get rid of the barricade…
—…Kanako and company, who arrive later, can explore the department store with peace of mind!
■ Time Spent with a Special Someone
Even when living together as a group, it’s just two of us at times!
Despite working and living together with everyone, sometimes the girls will find themselves alone with their special someone.
In these situations, it’s their chance to think either “I’m a little concerned about…” or “It’s fun to be with you,” and deepen their relationship.
—It’s a small space where you have to huddle together if you want to fish…
—Which two girls out of the six will go fishing together?
—This time, Kanako and Akira are going together. Since it is early in the morning, both girls are sleepy.
■ Checking Out Your Relationships
I spend more time with her than anyone else…
Kanako and company will deepen their bonds through their survival life adventure. If they have a fun time together, they will want to spend even more time with each other.
Through the time spent together, the two girls who become closest to each other will make time for them alone to spend together.
—Saori and Motoko, who spent time together during their survival life…
—…can hold hands and laugh together now that they have become close.
■ Kanako and Akira
I can be my best me because of you.
Kanako and Akira care about each other as they live their lives together.
From the moment she woke up, Kanako chased after Akira when she realized she had something she had to tell her. Akira, on the other hand, is always pulling everyone along, but does not show her weaknesses and sometimes pushes herself too hard. Kanako, who is always watching Akira, sensed her anxiety and gently encouraged her. And Akira is drawn to the strong and gentle Kanako…
Kanako and Akira walk about Ikebukuro at night. Akira, who is afraid of dark places, holds Kanako’s sleeves tightly.
Kanako: “Its pitch black in here, so might as well use the smartphone light. The battery should be fine if its only a short walk, right?”
Akira: ” R-right. It’s too dark… I can’t even see what’s around my feet.”
Kanako: “It’s a good thing I have a smartphone… the light really saved us… Huh?”
Akira: “What! What happened!?”
Kanako: “When I shined the light on that flower bed-looking place just now, something shone for a second. Did you see?”
Akira: “O-oh…”
■ Saori and Motoko
Two opposites who influence each other more than anyone else.
Saori is calm and quiet, while Motoko is a cheerful and fearless mood maker. While these two opposites do not comprehend emotional distance, and oftentimes are unable to convey their emotions correctly, they both had the same desire to get along with each other. While they only pass by each other at first, they will gradually become closer. As time passes, the two will come to know each other.
Saori and Motoko chat on the cruise ship. At this point, they are still unsure how to interact with each other…
Saori: “H-hey… W-wait… Don’t get close all of a sudden like that… You startled me…”
Motoko: “Eh, what’s the problem?”
Saori: “Uh, uh… s-sorry… It’s not that I hate it… But it startles me when you come close so suddenly…”
Motoko: “…Ah. Got it. Sorry, Saorin. I’ll be more careful.”
■ Natsuki and Harumi
While there is no real reason behind it, I’m happy being with you.
Natsumi and Harumi move at their own pace and can handle anything that comes their way. Cut from the same cloth, the pair naturally start to spend more and more time together. Natsumi, who was normally most comfortable on her own, is now always reaching out to Harumi during their survival life. And while Harumi is happy to be with her and tags along, Natsumi’s spontaneous words pull at her heart strings every time.
The pair, previously fine on their own, now spend each day with someone who makes them feel, “while there is no real reason behind it, I’m happy being with you.”
Natsuki and Harumi came to the library in search of books. But in her hurry, Harumi fell…
Natsumi: “Gah… Azuchi, are you alright?”
Harumi: “I… I’m alright. I’m good, right? Ahh, uhh… yeah, I’m fine…!”
Natsumi: “Okay… Good. I’m surprised that you fell over like that. I guess you can be clumsy at times, too.”
Harumi: “Uh, uh… Nakki?”
Natsumi: “Yeah?”
Harumi: “…You’re face is a bit close…. the atmosphere’s become a bit daring…”
Natsumi: “… I-I see.”
Kochira, Haha Naru Hoshi Yori is due out for PlayStation 4 and Switch on October 28 in Japan. Read more about the game here.
View the screenshots at the gallery.
#Kochira Haha Naru Hoshi Yori#Here From Mother Star#visual novel#Nippon Ichi Software#yuri#Daisyworld#Gematsu#Hoping for a localization announcement.#long post
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A Royal Problem Chap. 21
Here’s the next chapter!! We’re near the end, only 3 chapters plus 2 bonus chapters remain!
Small trigger warning: Minor blood, but that’s it.
Hope you enjoy it!!
Also thank my good friend @madeasubstitute for coming up with an idea of rabbit creatures in the Horizon
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Snatcher groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes snapped open when he saw he wasn’t back on Hat Kid’s ship nor Subcon. The place he landed was nothing but red; red skies, red dead trees, and a black colored ground. There was no moon, nor sun, not even clouds or stars. Just red!
Getting up, Snatcher looked around the place and realized this is the Horizon where Moonjumper lives.
As he got up, Snatcher checked to see if anything was different about him. Luckily, he was normal except that his eyes were glowing just like when he used to be a ghost.
A moment later, Vanessa got up and got scared seeing she was in the Horizon with Snatcher. What she didn’t notice was her eyes were red like in her monster form, but she was still human. “W-where are we?” She whimpered.
“The Horizon.” Snatcher replied, not looking back at Vanessa. The princess walked towards Snatcher, and tried to put hand on his shoulder, but he quickly moved it away. He turned to Vanessa, glaring deeply at her with glowing golden eyes. “Why did you do that?!” He shouted.
Vanessa flinched stepping back from Snatcher. “I-I thought my plan would work.” She replied. “I-I never thought he’d-“ before she could continue. Snatcher cut her off.
“Thought he’d fall for it?!” Snatcher shouted. “Vanessa, this ghost is smarter than I am! You think he’d fall for your plan?” He asked. Vanessa stayed quiet and turned away from her prince.
“I’m sorry.” She whispered in reply. “I was just trying to help.”
Snatcher growled. He was ready to blow up at Vanessa again, and Vanessa turned away protecting herself from Snatcher’s anger. However, it didn’t happen Snatcher just shook his head in disappointment. “Just leave me alone.” He said as he walked away from Vanessa leaving her alone. Once Snatcher was gone, Vanessa was all alone again and she fell to the ground sobbing.
As the young princess cried, a creature in the Horizon frowned, seeing the young child sad. The creature turned to where Snatcher was going and went to follow the young boy.
Snatcher walked around the Horizon to blow off some steam. He kept looking behind him and saw Vanessa didn’t follow him, the young prince sighed and just kept walking and would talk to Vanessa and apologize once they found a way to escape from here.
While looking for a way to escape, the Prince remembered he and Vanessa were sent here via a tree. With that in mind, the young prince try punching trees hoping one of them could lead him and Vanessa out of here, but all it caused was pain in Snatcher’s hand. Snatcher yelled as he punched as many trees as possible, until he couldn’t anymore.
Snatcher collapsed to the ground and cried. Crying because he’s in pain, crying because he and Vanessa would never escape this prison, and crying because Vanessa probably hates him now for snapping at her.
He cried for a while, but stopped when he heard rustling coming from the bushes. Snatcher looked up and saw a small bunny-like creature popping out of the bushes. The bunny looked like a plush and was pink in color, with stitching marks.
Sniffling, Snatcher wiped the tears from his face, “hi there.” The bunny creature hopped closer to Snatcher and nuzzled his leg. Snatcher gave a light chuckle and picked up the creature. “Where did you come from?” He asked.
The bunny squeaked and nuzzled on Snatcher’s face making the young prince laugh. Once the bunny saw they made Snatcher laugh they started to hop away from the child.
“Hey! Where are you going?” Snatcher asked. He quickly got up and ran after the bunny who turned back, and continued on running when the young prince got closer. “Come back!” Snatcher yelled. He kept chasing after the bunny until he lost track of the creature, and was now lost. With a sigh, Snatcher decided to give up and just walk away, but not until he heard a squeak coming from the creature.
Snatcher quickly ran following the sounds of the bunny, and saw it got tangled in a lot of thorny bushes. “Hang on!” Snatcher yelled. He got in front of the bushes, but as he tried to save the bunny the thorns cut his arms and hands. “Gah!” Snatcher yelped as he looked at the cuts that formed in his arms, and one cut in particular was leaking blood. The prince wanted to give up, but he couldn’t leave the bunny in pain; that was his old ghost self’s job!
“Don’t worry I’ll find a way to get you out.” Snatcher reassured the bunny. The prince decided to focus on his fire magic hoping to carefully burn the thorns without harming the bunny. However, no flames were producing from his hands. Snatcher stopped his feet in frustration seeing his powers weren’t working here and decided to use the more natural way to help.
“Lucas?” Snatcher turned to see Vanessa, looking worriedly at him.
“Vanessa? How did you find me?” Snatcher asked.
“I heard something, followed it and found you.” Vanessa replied. She stepped back seeing the cuts and blood all over Snatcher’s hands. The prince replied, by hiding his hands but Vanessa, carefully, took one of them to see for herself. The princess was horrified at the state her prince was in, and Snatcher felt his stomach go into knots seeing the sad pained expression on her face.
“I-I’m fine Vanessa!” He reassured her. “Really! I am-Ooof!” Vanessa gave Snatcher a tight hug and started to sob on him.
“I’m sorry.” Vanessa cried. “I’m sorry were stuck here because of my stupid plan! I’m sorry that I treated you horribly in the past! I’m sorry I’m a horrible person that you were stuck with since we met! You deserve someone better than me!”
Snatcher just listened to the young girl’s cries and held her tight. “I’m sorry for snapping at you Vanessa. I understand you wanted to stop Moonjumper.” He replied, which stopped her cries only sniffling.
“You were right. I was so stupid to think he’d fall for it.” Vanessa said as she wiped her tears.
“Actually, I think it was cool of you to try and fight him yourself. “
Vanessa looked up at Snatcher with widened eyes and smiled. “Really?”
Snatcher nodded. “Really.” He replied. Vanessa hugged Snatcher tighter and the young prince held her back tight.
“I love you Lucas.” Vanessa whispered.
Snatcher was surprised and smiled at that. He didn’t know why, in the past he did, but after the incident and Vanessa or anyone told him “love you” he’d end up with a sour taste in his mouth.
He was about to say I love you until he heard the familiar squeak from the rabbit. Vanessa and Snatcher let go of each other and turned to see the rabbit squeaking to get out.
“Vanessa, do you think you could help me rescue the bunny?” Snatcher asked. He then went on to explain what happened and Vanessa realized that’s the squeaking she heard before reuniting with Snatcher.
Vanessa nodded and went over to the thorns and carefully removed them, not getting cut as much as Snatcher. Snatcher blinked in surprise to see how careful Vanessa was with the thorns. “I’ve done gardening in the manor, and dealt with bushes like these before.” She explained.
Snatcher was impressed seeing how Vanessa handled the thorns. She got a few cuts from it, but she seemed to bare it. Once enough of the thorns were removed the bunny was able to get out of the thorns.
The bunny hopped and landed in Snatcher’s arm. “Are you okay? You're not hurt are you?” He asked.
The bunny squeaked in reply and soon started to glow. The royal kids started in surprise as the bunny started to take the shape of a woman. The woman had long pink hair with a starry effect, a long purple dress, pale purple skin, and a bunny eye mask. Once she opened her eyes they were bright Orange with hearts.
“Who are you?” Vanessa asked.
The woman smiled. “Hi Vanessa.” Vanessa and Snatcher were confused at the woman, wondering how this woman knew who they were. “You don’t remember me?”
“No.” Snatcher shook his head.
Vanessa walked over to this woman and took a good look at her. Her dress, her hair, it didn’t click with her for a second, but then the memories of her from the journal earlier made sense who she is. “Could you be...my grandmother?” Vanessa guessed.
The woman smiled and nodded. Snatcher blinked and was surprised. “Wait! Your Princess Catherine!?” He asked. The woman, Catherine nodded.
Vanessa didn’t know why, but she walked towards Catherine and gave her a huge hug. Princess Catherine smiled and hugged her granddaughter back. “W-what are you doing here?” She asked, as she pulled away from her grandmother
Catherine sighed. “Your grandfather sent me as well as the rest of our family here.” She revealed.
Vanessa and Snatcher were surprised. When Vanessa heard everyone she gulped knowing who else was here. “Even…”
“Yes.” Catherine replied with a nod. She then turned to the distance to where Queen Elizabeth was being held. Vanessa gulped, knowing her mother was still around and here in the Horizon.
“Why are you here in the Horizon, then in the...afterlife?” Snatcher asked.
Catherine sighed. “When we died, Artie or Moonjumper as he likes to be called sent out spirits here. He imprisoned my parents, and my husband but spared me.” She explained, remembering reuniting with her beloved once again. “I was happy, but I didn’t like how the rest of our family was being imprisoned. I tried talking to Artie to stop this, but he wouldn’t listen and I somehow turned into a smaller form.”
Vanessa and Snatcher now understood why she became a small bunny like creature. “So you were the only free member of the family?” Vanessa asked.
Catherine nodded. “Artie loved me, and he didn’t want to hurt me. Only those who hurt him.”
“How did Moonjumper escape then?” Snatcher asked.
Putting her hands together, Catherine summons a familiar looking shard. Snatcher and Vanessa gasped knowing what that shard is. “The Time Piece shard!” They both shouted.
The former princess of Subcon looked at the shard now knowing what it was. “You see this shard, somehow fell into the Horizon and Moonjumper used this as his way of escaping.” She explained. “Once this thing went through it opened up the Horizon so he could escape. I kept it safe because I wasn’t sure how dangerous it was.” Snatcher took the shard from Catherine’s hand as it shined.
“Vanessa, this is the missing piece! We got all the pieces!” Snatcher cheered. Vanessa smiled and hugged Snatcher tight as the two celebrated, but Vanessa realized something and quickly let go.
“However, Moonjumper has the Time Piece and we're stuck here.” Vanessa reminded him. Snatcher sighed realizing Vanessa is right they are stuck here with the last Time Piece shard.
“You know.” Catherine spoke up. “I do know another way out of here.” Vanessa and Snatcher looked at each other in surprise seeing there was a chance to escape. “However, before I could take you there, could you do something for me first Vanessa?”
“Anything.” She replied.
Catherine led the royal kids to the further part of the Horizon. Vanessa and Snatcher weren’t sure where Catherine was taking them, but prepared themselves if it was a trap. They then made it to a small building, inside the building was a black and blue ghost sitting down turned away from the door.
“Who is that?” Snatcher asked.
The former princess sighed ready to reveal the ghost’s identity. However, Vanessa answered for her. “Is that mother?” She asked.
“Yes.” Catherine replied. “When she got sent here, Moonjumper punished her for her actions. She regrets how she treated you Vanessa.” She explained.
“Does she?”
Catherine sighed. “She was never born with powers, and thought your powers would help protect the kingdom. However, after all she went through she just snapped.” Vanessa looked at the door where her mother was held, and looked at Catherine and Snatcher. “I think you should talk to her and accept her apology.”
Giving a gulp she hesitated opening the door. Every second of her mother’s horrible treatment played in her head, making her tear up. Quickly, she removed her hand on the door and collapsed on her knees.
“I can’t do it.” She whimpered. “I just can’t!” She cried. “She ruined my life! If she only treated me better, I’d never hurt Subcon or Lucas! But NO!” She screamed, punishing the ground. “All she did was hurt me! She’d just seen me as a tool! Never a daughter! I can’t forgive her! No matter what I just can’t!” Vanessa collapsed sobbing her eyes out.
Snatcher walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. In reply, the princess held Snatcher tight as her cries started to settle down.
“I’m sorry Vanessa.” Catherine whispered. “Your mother just thought she could fix things up with you, and I told her I promised I would.” She then let out a heavy sigh, and waited for Vanessa to calm down.
Once the younger princess was calm she was able to speak clearly. “It’s fine. I’m sorry I couldn’t do it, but all I can say is I’m glad she realized what she did to me was wrong. Though it doesn’t mean I can forgive her.”
“Understandable.” Catherine replied. Keeping her promise she went over to a tree and started to cast a spell on it. Snatcher and Vanessa looked up and saw a portal back to Subcon. “I promised I would find a way to take you back.”
“Thank you.” Vanessa replied. “You should come with us, and help us stop Moonjumper.”
Catherine sighed. “I’d love to, but I can’t.”
“Why?”
Catherine then pulled up her sleeves to show red strings on her arms. “I may not be imprisoned, but I can’t escape the Horizon like Moonjumper can.” She told them. Vanessa sighed, it would’ve been nice to have another ghost to help them stop Moonjumper, especially one that has known the moon ghost for quite some time. “However, I do believe you two can stop them yourselves.”
Snatcher gave a light blush. “She’s right. We can stop him, together.” He told Vanessa, with a smile.
Vanessa smiled in reply and nodded back. “Right.”
Soon the portal slowly started to shrink, which Catherine noticed and was ready to push them in. “Quickly, before it closes!” She exclaimed. Snatcher and Vanessa looked behind them and saw that it was indeed closing. Snatcher went in first, and Vanessa was about to go in but not before giving a glance to Catherine.
“I’m so glad I met you.” Vanessa said, giving a tearful smile just as she followed Snatcher through the portal.
“I’m so glad I met you, too.” Catherine replied.
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