#like would Everyone be like Aww your following your mom's footsteps
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Sth cute with sancho where he takes you know your first ever date
Cheers to Many More
ahh thank you for this request<33
this was in my drafts for almost a year 😭
y/n: your name
2nd person pov
“Ellie! Do I look okay?” You asked your best friend as you curled your hair.
Ellie rolled her eyes, “Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you that you look amaz-”
You quickly turned around after she stopped speaking mid sentence.
“What?” You questioned, panic rising in your voice.
“Your hair is already curly and you’re seriously curling your hair.” Ellie deadpanned.
“I don’t know I thought it’d look cute.” You justified.
“Don’t even know who this boy is yet he’s already got you acting senseless.” Ellie shook her head.
“Ellie!” You scolded.
“What? Its true. Everyone’s a fool when it comes to love.” Ellie quoted.
“What would you know? You’ve never been in a relationship.” You teased.
“And neither have you.” Ellie shot back.
“At least I’m making an effort. Can you hand me my converse too please?” You asked, gesturing at the white shoes.
Once you were done with your hair you grabbed a pair of high waisted mom jeans. They were a nice light denim shade and fit loosely for optimal comfort. In addition, you chose a v-neck, dusty pink speckled smocked long sleeve top.
Looking at the clock you cursed as you realised you’d soon be running late. You changed very quickly, grabbed your coat and purse with all your necessities in it.
You ran to open the door and was about to slip outside before a voice popped up out of nowhere.
“He’s not picking you up?” Ellie furrowed her eyebrows.
“Uhh no, we agreed to meet at the cafe. I didn’t want to be picked up just yet.” You informed.
“Safety reasons. Smart move. Okay now go! I want all the details when you get home!” Ellie called as you left.
Seeing as it was getting dark, you called for an Uber to take you to the quaint little cafe.
Fifteen minutes later, in your Uber, you tried to stop from panicking as you were on your way to your destination.
The Uber driver was able to identify your worry as well.
“You alright miss?” He asked with concern.
You shot him a bright smile, “Oh yes. Sorry, just first date jitters.”
“Nothing to worry about. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” he comforted.
“Thank you. I’m sure I’ll be fine by the time we get there.” You mumbled.
“I believe so too because here we are.” The driver announced, pulling into a spot on the side of a busy little street.
“Thank you so much.” You breathed before exiting the Uber and entering the cafe.
Upon walking in the cafe, your jaw dropped at realising it was no cutesy little nook.
The cafe was rather upscale and looked way too fancy to be anything you’ve ever stepped foot in. As you looked around you saw everyone in much more formal attire in comparison to your jeans and converse outfit.
“Miss. Do you have a reservation?” the hostess politely asked.
You didn’t know that cafes took reservations.
“Uhhh I’m meeting someone. Probably under Sancho for the surname?” You guessed.
The hostess nodded with a wave of recognition.
“Ahh yes, we‘ve been expecting you Miss Y/F/N Y/L/N. Please follow me.” You were instructed.
As you walked on you found it hard to pry your eyes away from everything going on around you. There was just so much to look at.
A smile found its way onto your face as you saw your date sitting at the table, scrolling through his phone. The hostess left you be as you made your way over to the table, Jadon looking up when he heard footsteps.
He immediately grinned and gave you a big hug, pulling out your chair for you like a true gentleman.
“So how are you?” He eagerly asked.
“Good. How about you?” You responded.
“Better now that youre here.” he replied earnestly.
You looked down at your lap as you felt your face turn red.
“Aww did I make ya blush?” He chuckled.
“What? No obviously not.” You defended, embarrassed out of your mind.
Jadon smirked, sipping his glass of water.
“So how’s your cousin?” He asked with a look of genuine care.
“She’s great, thank you so much. What you did meant the world to her.” You answered.
“Don‘t sweat it. Plus, it was a pleasure to meet both of you.” Jadon smiled.
Two weeks ago, you and your fourteen year old cousin, Gracie had spent the day walking about Manchester, shopping, eating and just having fun. While in one of the stores, Gracie squealed once she thought she saw Jadon Sancho. She made you stay in the store until her suspicions were confirmed when a few others stated asking for pictures, tickets, and autographs.
So, she made you go up to young footballer with her and get his signature and pictures with him. He even gave her a signed shirt. You appreciated the kind gesture but what you didn’t know was that you had caught Jadon’s eye.
So he asked for your Instagram with no hesitance at all. You were only persuaded to do so once you saw the encouraging look on your younger cousin’s face.
Later that day, your cousin would claim that he was obviously into you and would probably become your boyfriend in the near future.
You shook your head and laughed at Gracie’s prediction. However, when you and Jadon began to message each other everyday, it was no longer you laughing.
Back to present day you sat nervously in your sit just as Jadon looked up from his menu.
Clearing your throat you began speaking, “So uh, I saw your match today.”
Jadon’s ears perked up at that like a dog.
“You watched the match? Thought you didn’t like football” He smiled softly.
You laughed, “Gracie convinced me too. Surprisingly it wasn’t boring. You had a pretty nice goal too.”
Jadon’s smile turned into a grin at that.
“Well, I feel very privileged that you watched football for me.”
“Now, tell me about your day.” Jadon suggested, covering your hand with his.
You began blushing more at the contact. What was it about this man that made you feel so warm inside? With butterflies in your stomach.
You shrugged your shoulders, “Not much. Some errands, uni work, and then I watched Gilmore Girls for the rest of the day.”
Jadon’s mouth dropped open.
“You watch Gilmore Girls too?” He questioned.
This time it was your turn to be in shock.
“Jadon, you watch Gilmore Girls?” You asked.
For some reason, Jadon and Gilmore Girls did not seem to go together.
“Of course I do! Team Jess for life!” He cheered.
You would’ve pinned him as a Jess person. However, you yourself strongly had team Logan preferences. Through the rest of the night, there was no awkward pauses at all. You found yourselves having a lot more in common than you once thought. In started with arguing about Gilmore Girls opinions all the way to talking about both of your loves for travel.
By the end of the night, it was clear you were both enamoured with each other. Walking out of the restaurant you were about to, sadly, go your own ways before Jadon grabbed your arm.
“Come back to my place would you?” He whispered in your ear.
You shivered at his voice. But there wasn’t anything you wanted more. You grinned and nodded at him. Jadon wrapped his arm around your shoulders and your arm around his waist as you both walked into the cold night, giggling amongst yourselves.
It was young love in its finest form.
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I love tnno so much and I followed you not realizing it was you who wrote that masterpiece!! The scenes with the little rookies following in Connor and Dylan’s footsteps really got to me! And that one line about how Dylan always thought he and Connor would be grizzled old veterans together but somehow Dylan kept playing and Connor didn’t really hit me hard. Also, I don’t know if you read this one article about Connor’s relationship with his mom but I read it after reading your fic and they just really connected for me.
aww, thank you so much! yes i have read that article about connor and his mom — required reading for any mcjesus scholar imo. i'm glad you found it and connected with it too!
i love it when people tell me they loved the rookies in tnno, because they are very dear to me. they weren't supposed to be a big part of the story, but once i invented them, they just kind of wormed their way in and made themselves important. i've never been big on making up my own OCs (even though i've seen so many other people do it brilliantly!) so it felt like taking a risk to me, and i'm very glad i let them do what they wanted.
i'm feeling very self-indulgent today, so below the cut pls find a little excerpt from my google doc entitled "wonder twins activate" where i keep all my post-tnno rookies thoughts and feelings ❤
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Dylan has only posted once this summer. Tanner knows this, because he’s gone back to Dylan’s insta to look at that one post more times than he’s willing to admit, and enough times that he feels a little creepy about it.
In the photo, Dylan is on a balcony with Connor McDavid in the south of France. Dylan is leaning back against the railing, his head turned toward McDavid, mid-laugh. McDavid is propped on his elbows, facing outward, his face just visible enough to see the tiny smile on his lips. Behind them, a city street lined with pale pink and yellow buildings, white-framed windows, plants spilling over balconies, and beyond that, a strip of beach and an ocean bluer than any lake in Ontario.
Nice views in Nice, says the caption. For some reason, Tanner can’t stop wondering who took the picture.
In the comments, Kevin has left a string of hearts. Of course. If Tanner’s being honest, he is envious of how easily Kev got himself in good with one of the best and most elusive hockey players of their lifetimes. Well, really, he got himself in good with Dylan and somehow wound up buddies with McDavid as part of the package deal. Tanner is in good with Dylan, too, sure, but not the same way Kevin is. Like, Tanner knows everyone thinks of him and Kev as a unit — hell, Tanner thinks of him and Kev as a unit— but, if pressed, he’s sure everyone would also admit that he’s the sidekick to Kevin’s superhero. The Robin to his Batman. The Strome to his McDavid.
Which seems like a mean thing to say about Dylan, but Tanner doesn’t mean it badly. Dylan is one of the best people he knows. It’s just that McDavid is McDavid. He’s such a legend that Tanner had to meet him multiple times before he felt like a real person.
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The Resident Bad Boy — Mark Lee smut
Warnings: This fic contains 18+ material. Anyone under 18 seen interacting with this fic will be blocked!!
Contains: bad boy!Mark. Banter between Mark and Y/N. Hate fucking. Unprotected sex. That’s basically it.
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Words: 3, 478 (wow...I’m getting these requests out faster than I thought. But, I’ve had this request on my mind since it came in...oops😬😬)
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I sigh softly, nibbling lightly on the toast in front of me. Out the window of the kitchen, I’m just able to people slowly waking up in their homes and starting their days. Calmly, my eyes flit over to the digital clock set into the stove. The clock displays back the time 7:00 AM and I climb off the seat. I grab my plate and place it in the sink, grabbing the toast off the top. I shove the toast into my mouth and grab my bookbag off the floor, throwing it over my shoulder. “I’m heading out, mom! Have a nice day!” I call out before walking to the door and heading out into the street.
Calmly, I walk down the street towards the bus stop. Each house on the street looks similar, but different at the same time. At the end of the street, a large stop sign signals the place for the bus stop. A few students are already gathered around the bus stop, some just waiting for the bus and others already studying. I join the group of students and wait patiently. Thankfully, we don’t have to wait long before the bus shows up. Quickly, students step onto the bus and take their seats. I find a seat at the very front of the bus, setting my backpack next to me.
As the time passes, the bus makes a few other stops. Students climb onto the bus and find their seats, talking excitedly to their friends. Up until the last stop, everything is fine. No one bothers me and I sit alone, looking out the window at everything passing. At the last stop, as I do every day, I duck my head and try to avoid all attention. Sometimes this works, other times it doesn’t. Today is one of the days where it doesn’t work. A few people climb onto the bus, finding their seats and talking happily. Then, a person appears at in the isle next to me. “Is this seat taken?” They ask, their voice filled with mock curiosity. I swallow thickly and shake my head, picking up the backpack and pulling it onto my lap. Chuckling to himself, the person takes the seat next to me.
As soon as he sits down, I look out the window and refuse to look at him. The bus slowly starts moving again and makes its way towards our high school. After a few minutes, the boy next to me speaks up again. “Aww, does someone not want to look at me? Did I upset you?” He asks, using a mocking baby voice and trying to get his face into my line of sight. I huff in annoyance, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Leave me alone, Lee. I don’t need your shit this early in the morning,” I growl. Finally, I turn my head to look at him and scowl at him. Just next to me, a thin but muscular young man is smirking at me. His eyes are large and dark, chocolaty brown. His hair is fluffy and dark brown, as well. Just looking at this boy, some might say he looks angelic. But, this boy’s angelic looks have never fooled me. Since the day I met him, I’ve known just the kind of person he truly is.
This man right next to me is Mark Lee. He’s a year above me, a senior at my high school. This young man, as angelic as he may look, has made my life a living hell since the day I met him. My family moved here just a couple years ago due to a promotion my father got. It moved him to another department in Korea and my mother and I moved with him. The day that I started at Seoul Performing Arts High School, I met Mark. He strutted right up to me and started flirting. Most girls would have melted into a puddle. He was the most popular boy in school. He was a bad boy and add to that that he was debuting as a kpop idol, and every girl wanted to be with him. Every girl, that is, except me. I didn’t know who the hell Mark Lee was, but he was too confident and conceited for me to ever fall for him. I wanted nothing to do with him and, ever since that day, he’s made it his goal in life to bother me and bully me.
At my statement, Mark raises his eyebrows. “Oh, you don’t need my shit, huh? Well, you’ll just have to deal, little miss perfect,” he laughs cruelly. I roll my eyes, huffing and looking out the window again. Mark laughs again. “Oh, don’t act like that. You know you like me,” he laughs, wrapping his arm around the seat of the bus and onto my shoulder. I glare at him, shoving his arm off my shoulder.
“You. Wish,” I glare, turning away from him again. Mark rolls his eyes, letting out a deep sigh.
“Fine. Just meet me at our hall during break,” he says plainly. Instantly, my throat feels dry and I look at him, taking deep breaths.
“Who says I want to meet with you?” I ask, lowering my voice. He shrugs his shoulders lightly.
“Well, you’ve never missed one of our meetings before,” he reminds me. I huff again, slumping down in the seat. Mark laughs at my actions, patting my head like one would a petulant child.
Finally, the bus makes its way up to the high school. Kids begin climbing off the bus and I separate myself from Mark Lee as soon as I can. He doesn’t try to stop me and I can see him meeting up with his friends, talking calmly. However, what they’re talking about doesn’t seem to catch his attention. He keeps throwing glances at me and, when he catches me staring back, he blows me a condescending kiss. I roll my eyes, making my way into the school and heading towards my classroom. When I get into the classroom, I find my seat and immediately take a book out of my bookbag. I open the book on the desk and start flipping through it, looking over random bits of information.
For the most part, my morning is fairly normal. My day starts with my vocal practice lessons. The teacher is critical, but only because they want us to do as well as we can. I stay to myself, working with the techniques that he teaches us. About halfway through the class, I start to feel things being tossed at the back of my head. I frown lightly, refusing to turn around and acknowledge it. I know exactly who’s throwing the trash at me and I’m not encouraging him. However, after about another 10 minutes of having trash tossed at me, I whip around. Mark is sitting at the back of the class, laughing with his best friend and looks away when I whip around. “Stop it!” I hiss at him, turning back around and ignoring him for the rest of the class.
At the end of class, the school bell rings loudly. Everyone begins packing up their bags and heading out of the class, walking towards no specific place. We have a 50 minute break now and the students get to spend it however they see fit. Quickly, I gather my bag and throw it over my shoulder, walking out of the room. Looking around to make sure that no one is watching me, I walk in the opposite direction of most students and head further into the school. I walk along the long hallways, making my way towards an empty wing of the school. The classrooms here aren’t used until later on in the day, so this has become our normal meeting spot. As calmly as possible, I head down the hall and wait for him to appear.
Not long after, I hear heavy footsteps as someone makes their way down the empty hall. The person walks along and then turns down the same hall as me. When he sees me standing there, he chuckles lightly. “See? I knew you would show up,” he smiles knowingly. I glare at him, crossing my arms again.
“I hate you,” I sigh, shaking my head at him.
���Well, obviously, you don’t. I mean, it was your choice to show up. You didn’t *have* to come here,” he points out. I take a deep breath, pressing my lips together tightly.
“Whatever,” I mumble, walking down the hall to one of the empty classrooms. Mark follows after me, making no effort to be any quieter. He walks into the room after me, closing the door quietly behind him.
As soon as he enters the room, I press him against the door and smash my lips against his. Mark grunts in surprise, but falls into the kiss soon afterward. When we pull apart, he shoots an infuriating smile down at me. “What a nice greeting. Finally you’re being nice to me,” he chuckles. I narrow my eyes at him, tugging hard at his hair in response. Mark grunts again, screwing his face up in pain. He swats at my hands, pulling them out of his hair. I flash him a tight-lipped smile and he rolls his eyes. “You know you can drop your act here. No one is around to see that you actually *care* about Mark Lee,” he says.
“I *don’t* care about you. You’re just infuriatingly persistent and persuasive. Not to mention, you’re good with your dick,” I tell him. He laughs lightly and I slap my hand over his mouth to muffle the sound.
See, when Mark had first suggested we fuck, almost a year ago now, I had laughed in his face. I hated him. He was like an annoying gnat that just wouldn’t leave you alone. He would pull at my hair. He would lob balls of paper at the back of my head. He would outright flirt with me in front of everyone and anyone. And I can’t tell you how many girls hate me because of that. But, I couldn’t stop thinking about what he had suggested. So, against my better judgment, I showed up. He broke into this huge, shit-eating grin as soon as he saw me. Then, he pulled me into an empty classroom in this very hall and fucked me better than anyone ever could. I’d never been with anyone before that, but I just...knew. He was a major asshole, but he was *so* good with his dick. And, when I told him I was a virgin, he actually showed me kindness and caring for the first time since I had met him. Ever since then, at least once a week, we would meet up and fuck.
When Mark’s laughter has died down, I take my hand away from his mouth. For a few seconds, we just stare at each other, then I lean up and pull him into another deep kiss. This time, he’s not caught off guard and slips his hands down to my hips, holding them tightly. “Someone’s eager,”he chuckles, working on the buttons of his blazer, “What’s the hurry? Don’t you wanna savor the moment?” I glare up at him.
“No, I don’t, Mark. You know we don’t have that much time,” I remind him.
“Jeez! If you wanted my dick that much, all you had to say was ‘please’,” he laughs.
“Mark Lee, if you don’t shut your pretty mouth right now and I fuck me, I *will* leave you right here,” I warn, pulling off my blazer and throwing it over a chair. Mark does the same, working on his tie and shirt.
For a few moments, neither Mark nor I talk to each other. We busy ourselves with throwing off the pieces of our elaborate uniforms and place them around the room. I start working on the buttons of my skirt to drop it, but Mark stops me. “Hey, you know I like that cute little skirt. Keep it on,” he winks. I roll my eyes and stop trying to take it off. Now just in his boxers, Mark drops to his knees and looks up at me. Slowly he trails his hands up my legs until he reaches my panties. He snaps the band against skin, smirking to himself. “These, however...these need to come off,” he chuckles darkly. Immediately after, he slips them down my legs. When they reach my feet, I kick them off and he sets them on top of my blouse and the little bow. Calmly, I slip off my shoes and socks, leaving me in only my bra and uniform skirt.
Standing to his full height again, Mark steps back and hums happily. “Always so gorgeous,” he chuckles. Without hesitation, he drops his last article of clothing and, suddenly, he’s completely naked in front of me. The morning sun lights up his tanned skin beautifully, but my eyes immediately fall to his cock. It’s already standing at attention and ready for us to play. Just staring at it, my mouth waters slightly. It’s just a little longer than average, but it’s very thick and veiny. It always feels so amazing inside of me. After a few seconds of staring, my eyes flit up to his again and he still has that infuriating smirk.
As soon as my eyes meet his, he strides up to me and holds me close. His hand is pressed against the small of my back, keeping us chest to chest. He captures my lips in a heated kiss, swiping his tongue at the seam of my lips. I open them immediately and his tongue makes it’s way into my mouth, fighting for dominance with mine. Although I fight back, I know that he’ll be the one in charge. He’s always the one in charge. Finally, I give in and allow him to take dominance. I feel him smirk against my lips and I have half a mind to slap him, but I decide against it. If I actually were to slap him, he would probably leave me high and dry. Mark moves his lips away from my mouth and starts pressing light kisses against my jaw and neck. “No...no marks, Mark. I can’t cover them right now,” I moan, leaning my head back to give him more access.
“You’re no fun,” he frowns, nipping at my neck.
“Mark,” I say, gritting my teeth. He sighs lightly and continues descending down to my chest.
Smoothly, he begins pressing kisses to the tops of my breasts. He moves the cup of my bra aside and takes my nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. I gasp loudly, threading my fingers into his hair and tugging. He hums against my breast, nipping lightly at the pebble in his mouth. “You’re always so responsive,” he says, moving to the other breast. I hum lightly, tugging at his hair again.
“Mark, don’t waste time,” I moan, trying to steady my voice.
“You’re still no fun,” he groans, leaning back and adjusting the cups over my breasts again. He steps away and takes in my figure, deciding where he wants me. “I wanna see you bent over that desk,” he stares, gesturing his head towards one of the desks nearby.
As soon as the order escapes his lips, I walk over the desk and press my chest against the top, gripping the far edge. I look over my shoulder and bite my lip. “You coming, Lee?” I ask, catching him staring at my ass as the skirt slowly moves up.
“Be patient,” he chides jokingly, striding over and gripping my ass cheek in his hand. He kneads it for a few seconds before pressing his hard cock against my crack. “Are you ready for this?” He asks.
“Just waiting for you stop being a tease, Lee,” I sigh, tapping my fingers against the desk impatiently. I can almost hear him roll his eyes.
“Jesus Christ, woman. Do you ever just take in the moment?” He groans in annoyance.
“Not when we only have 50 minutes to get ourselves off,” I snap.
“You should come to my dorm sometime. I’d take my time with you there,” he hums.
“In your dreams, Lee,” I growl.
“Oh, you bet. Every single night, darling,” he chuckles. I glare at him over my shoulder.
“Mark Lee, fuck me now or I *will* leave,” I growl. He rolls his eyes again, fisting his cock.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, shut up,” he mumbles in frustration.
Just as I’m about to respond, Mark steps up behind me and rubs his cock through my folds. I moan loudly, tightening my grip on the edge of the table. Mark laughs at my response. “Isn’t it you who’s always chiding me about being too loud?” He laughs.
“Mark,” I growl in annoyance, taking deep breaths to try and calm myself. However, before I can say anything else, Mark moves his cock to my hole and presses in. My breath catches in my throat at the feeling and I gasp, clutching the edge of the desk. Mark groans, slowly working himself into me.
“Jesus. No matter how much I fuck you, you’re always so *tight*,” he groans, slowly pulling his cock in and out. Each time he presses back in, he goes in a little further. After several minutes, he’s finally worked himself all the way in.
For a few seconds, he just sits there and allow me to adjust to his size. I can hear him taking deep breaths through gritted teeth, trying not to move before I say he can. When I’m fully adjusted, I nod my head quickly. “Fuck me, Mark,” I moan, pressing my ass back. He groans again, moving his hands to my hips and pulling out. He slams his cock back into me, finding that spot that only he can. I moan loudly, throwing my head back at the pleasure.
“Good girl. Such a good girl for me,” he moans, quicken his pace.
“Only...Only for you, Mark,” I whine, panting slightly.
“Who’s cock makes you feel this good?”
“Your’s, Mark! Your cock makes me feel so good!” He growls, slamming into me yet again. He presses his front against my back, stopping for a moment.
“That’s right, babygirl, only me,” he growls, nipping at the skin of my neck. I groan at the feeling but, before I can chide him for leaving marks, he’s thrusting again.
Quickly, his thrusts reach a point where the desk is scrapping against the floor. That familiar feeling in my stomach is rising and I whine softly. “Mark...Mark, I’m gonna come,” I moan, leaning back against him.
“Come for me, baby. I’m almost there,” he groans. At his words, I allow myself to fall over the edge. I lift up one of my hands, biting it as I fall over the edge. My cunt flutters around Mark, clenching and unclenching involuntarily. He groans loudly, spilling inside of me. I whine, feeling his cum already dripping down my legs.
“Shit...I didn’t mean to do that,” he pants worriedly.
“It’s okay, Mark. I’m on the pill,” I pant back, resting my face against the desk. He laughs lightly, taking in deep breaths.
“Fuck, that’s great,” he says.
For a few seconds, we both just allow ourselves to come down from our highs. When we’ve calmed down enough, we start pulling our uniforms back on. We pull on all of the different parts, checking each other and making sure that we look presentable. I tug my blazer back on when I suddenly notice the unexpected coolness against my cunt. I gasp loudly, searching around the room frantically. “What, what?!” Mark asks in confusion.
“My panties! Where are they?! They were just on top of my blouse!” I whisper-shout, turning around in circles. Mark laughs lightly and I turn to him, my jaw hanging open.
“Why are you laughing at me?!” I ask in shock. Smirking, he tugs something out of his pocket and I’m just able to recognize the color and lace of my panties. “Hey, give those back!” I say, snatching for them.
Quickly, Mark shoves then back in his pocket and smirks. “You’ll get them back when you come to my dorm,” he says plainly, then he turns on his heel and walks off. I stare after him, my jaw hanging open. He did *not* just do that. Finally getting a hold of myself again, I hurry down the hall after him. I hit his arm, begging him to give them back, but he just keeps laughing at me. When he get back into the occupied part of the school, I’m forced to drop it. However, I keep pleading with him for the rest of the day. Let’s just say...I don’t get my panties back...that day, anyway.
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DCKZ (Diluc, Childe, Kaeya, Zhongli) Idol!AU Genshin Impact
DCKZ HOW THE GROUP WAS FORMED:
DCKZ is a fanmade k-pop group based on Genshin Impacts's character " Diluc, Childe. Kaeya, and Zhongli as an idol group in an Idol AU.
Character design belongs to @veechu (please check it out and give them love)
Some of the headcanons I used for references came from Erica's comment on "ventiffin"'s youtube video:
Link: (195) Pov: 4NEMO & DCKZ are having a rap battle | a playlist - YouTube
and Yajle Gaite on riko's youtube playlist: (196) attending a dckz concert – a genshin playlist - YouTube
P.S Diluc & Kaeya's part is longer since their together.
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Childe:
Ajax or as he was known currently with his fans because of his various song covers "Tartaglia" had just finished tidying up his recording room to attend his practice session at the gym for MMA, as he was placing his spare clothes on his duffle bag, he took a quick swipe at his phone buzzing with notification at his latest cover.
A sweet genuine smile carved at Childe's face as he reads a thousand messages on his post as he was savoring the joyful and thirsty comments as well as memes about him a message from an unknown sender appeared on his screen curious, Childe tap on the email sent to him when he reads who was the sender he was both thrilled at the same time skeptical.
'This couldn't possibly be true, can't it? No way?'
he thought to himself, eyes wide open, body shaking of nervousness and excitement. He took the hand that had covered his mouth in a shock away and took a deep breath gulping down a breath he had not noticed he was holding
"Okay, Ajax just chill. . . just chill man, you still don't know what the message is about don't get ahead, Oh Tsaritsa what should I do?" he told himself and slowly exhaled before continuing to read the rest of the content
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"Greetings, Tartaglia!
On behalf of Geo Ent. we would like to express our desire to have you as one of our new talents. Currently, Geo Ent. has been looking for new trainees for a new idol group, your recent crack cover had made the Geo ent. scout you, the company believes that with your talents and charisma you will be a great asset to Geo ent as one of its rising stars.
If you have any clarifications regarding our offer, you may call us at XXXX- XXX-XXXX or email us with this email address at any given time and if you prefer to personally talk you may visit us at "Golden Pavilion, Liyue" we will cover your travel expense and accommodation for the duration of your stay regarding our offer.
Thank you and we hope your decision will be in our favor. We are looking forward to hearing from you soon!
Sincerely,
Katherine
Geo Ent.
Talent Scout Manager
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A scream from his room interrupted Ajax's family, everyone looked atop the stairs as heavy footsteps hastily descend upon the living room where everyone was eating snacks, Ajax who was still ecstatic at the email he had received hugged his siblings tightly and kissed his mother on the cheek before taking Teucer his younger brother and tossing him gleefully in the air the younger boy happily cried "higher brother, higher!" Teucer said
"Hahaha, of course, anything for my little brother" he laughed while catching Teucer.
"Hahaha, You're beaming, there must be something good, да?" Ajax's father commented as he chuckled at his son's antics when he gets excited
"My, my you seemed to be happy Ajax, did something happen?" Ajax's mother commented as she continued to watch the brothers lovingly, upon hearing his mother he threw Teucer one more time in the air before catching him and placing him down safely on the floor with their other siblings, Ajax smiled toothly at his mother before nestling down between his mother and father who sat on the sofa clasping each of their hands on his as he breathed steadying his excited heart.
"I received an email from a company" he started trying to assess his parents
"Oh? From who? Is it a sponsorship from that brand you want?" His mother inquired knowing too well that his son was already famous to have some sponsorship from different companies.
Ajax chuckled, he knew his family will be shocked at the news he was about to tell them "Hmm, better" he teased eyeing his father this time to see his reaction
"Better, huh?" His dad started then a twinkle of surprise resurfaced on his father's eyes as he made a deduction "Don't tell me? Are you serious Ajax?" His father continued as he assumed what could be better than having sponsorship from a company
"They're hiring you? What company? No! wait! don't tell me it wouldn't be any regular company who will message you especially with what you often do. . . so it has to be-"
Before his father could even continue Ajax, answered for him "Geo Ent. invited me to be one of their new talents for an idol g-"
Before he could even say everything else, Ajax was clamored down by his siblings who were listening and his father on the sofa congratulating him.
"Congratulations son! I know you had it in you, especially since you have my face, hahaha!"
"Congratulations! Big brother!"
"Big brother will be famous soon! Will you be cosplaying as Mr. Cyclops too?"
"Big brother is talented so of course they want you to be their talent!"
"Now, now I haven't given them their answer which reminds me I have to call them now to- uh, mom?" Ajax called after noticing that his mother standing on the other side of their house pulling what seemed to be a bunch of large travel luggage.
"Ajax, dear, do you think these pieces of luggage will be enough for your things while you stay in Liyue, or do we need to buy more?" Her mother probed and all he could Ajax do was laughed at his excited family.
"Let me call them first"
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Diluc & Kaeya:
A selca here, a selca there, and of course a selca of his favorite brother should also be included in his latest insta, though Kaeya wished that Diluc would smile more at his pictures of him, he always looked aloof
"Can you please try to smile at least once, when I take your picture?" Kaeya whined mumbling that his brother's good looks are wasted with his unchanging face
"I would if you stopped placing unnecessary caption on my pictures and for the last time Kaeya, stop drinking! It's the middle of the day" Diluc retorted eyeing his brother's various drinks placed neatly all at once on the VIP lounge they are currently staying at in "Cat's tail".
'He's not going to drink all of this, is he?'
Diluc thought to himself innocently before his brows started scrunching a moment later at the possibility of it happening, after all this is Kaeya he was talking about, his self-proclaimed wine/alcohol-connoisseur brother Kaeya.
He sighed exasperatedly plopping his head on the velvet backrest of the chair he is currently sitting on his back facing his brother
"Why am I with you again?" He asked out loud asking himself more than his brother who he accompanied, he often wonders to himself what made him go along with Kaeya's wine tasting adventure despite disliking alcohol himself.
"Because you're my big brother and you love me and despite your nagging, you wanted to make sure I enjoy what I'm doing safely- does that answer your question"
"Yeah, that's right because I care too much about you that's what big brothers do" Diluc mumbled back while patting a cat on his lap that has somehow managed to make it thru their private lounge. Kaeya grinned all too knowingly at his brother recording their conversation live secretly to his followers on insta with the camera facing his brother's back, he's sure Diluc will kill him if he saw what he was doing but for now, while he's still alive, he'll savor his brother's words. He might be too mischievous but he sincerely appreciates Diluc's love for him despite their constant petty fights.
"Kaeya, just promise me you won't- huh?" Just as Diluc was turning to face Kaeya he noticed his brother's phone and his shit-eating grin plastered on his tanned brother leaning one arm on the velvety lounge chair suddenly he felt the want to strangle someone to death.
"Aww~ <3, mind repeating that? My followers are crying over your message"
The cat who was sitting on Diluc's lap leaped out of the other male sensing the impending danger that is about to happen in the lounge.
"KAEYA. . . . .. . !"
"Well, that's it for now my followers! Pray that'll be alive after this! Bye!-"
"KAEYA!"
was the last word Kaeya's followers heard before the live ended.
"Please come again!" The hostess Margaret said as the two good-looking brothers left the establishment with one looking aloof once again arms crossed over his chest while the other looked scruffy following behind the older red-head male sighing
"Must you waste good alcohol? I was looking forward to tasting those!" Kaeya felt dejected after not having even a sip of any of the cocktails he ordered, he glared dagger at Diluc
"It's for your own good, I told you, too much alcohol isn't good for you" Diluc sighed not even looking at his brother as they walked to the street, he was specifically trying to find Good Hunters to order chicken skewers for Kaeya since he knew his brother is upset.
"I haven't even got a single sip! And I paid for those"
"Of course you should, you ordered them after all," Diluc said eyeing the shop across from them, he waited for Kaeya to be on his side before patting his brother's back to led him to cross the street, Kaeya huffed while walking and looking at his brother dead in the eye he can't believe he paid for nothing
"But I didn't break the glasses why did you use my card to pay for those as well?"
"To maximize your card limit so you can't pay for anymore cocktail"
"What. . .?!" Kaeya couldn't believe what he was hearing, he won't be able to drink any at all, tears started forming on his visible eye quickly and sniffing could also be heard a second later, Diluc turned to look at this brother with crocodile tears he sighed again for the nth time today
He can be so melodramatic sometimes and I'm an idiot for always indulging him
He thought brows knotted together as he waits for Kaeya to deliver his 'guilt-ridden' lines he often uses at him to get his way, his brother is too good at mind games
"H-how could you. . . I thought you love me as your younger brother maybe you really-"
"-STOP"
". . ."
"sighs* first let's get you some chicken skewers, I know you're really upset even if you don't really show it and when we get home I'll make you some death afternoon"
"Really? Aww! Thanks Luc! You're really are the best big bro! hehehe" And as quickly as Kaeya summoned his tears as quickly as it also disappeared across his face replaced with his infamous shit-eating grin knowing he got his way again, he patted Diluc's back as he quickly makes his way towards Good Hunter to order chicken skewers, he'll order a few to eat at Good hunters and order some more to bring back at the mansion he'll have to convince Diluc as well to give him sparkling wine to make his fruity chicken skewers he's sure his brother wouldn't mind.
Just as Kaeya was placing his order, Diluc sat at one of the open tables on the veranda and waited for his brother when he noticed a bobbed-cut black-haired woman staring in their direction, Diluc paid her no mind thinking that the woman was probably one of Kaeya's follower on insta waiting for Kaeya to return to have a photo ops with his brother
"Hey, Luc! You don't mind if I ordered some chicken skewer to go, right?"
speak of the devil, Kaeya nonchalantly walked back to him all smiles this time as he took his seat parallel to his brother "Sure, whatever makes you happy. . . by the way" Diluc leaned forward arms still crossed as he placed them atop the table "Kaeya I think that woman is one of your-"
"-She isn't" Kaeya responded strongly as he places one of his arms above the table cradling his chin on his palm looking at the counter to see if his chicken skewers are ready
"Oh, and how do you know? You haven't even looked at her?" he rose one incredulous brow at his younger brother. It always amazes Diluc how Kaeya can be quite perceptive of things when it's convenient for him.
"Because that woman has been following us since we left the Dad's office this morning"
What?!
A look of disbelief flashed on Diluc's handsome face at the realization and knotted his brows later at his brother's words
"If she's been following us since the beginning" Diluc emphasized, "why did you tell me only now?" He sighed closing his eyes trying to alleviate the incoming migraine he's about to have, he tapped the table with his finger waiting for Kaeya's explanation, his brother is preceptive he wouldn't be so careless especially since the two of them are well-known sons of the world-famous wine-tycoon Crepus Ragnvindr it is bond that there will be people who are after them either to do them harm or to gain something from their family.
"Relax, she doesn't look dangerous or to be more precise she isn't with someone dangerous though we'll have to verify that once she talks to us"
And just as Kaeya spoke, the woman who had been tailing them stood from her seat and politely approached them
"Good day gentlemen, may I take some of your time?" she stated with a polite smile looking at the two brothers
Diluc only nodded in acknowledgment while Kaeya gave her his fan-service smile
"Of course, please have a seat you must have been tired waiting for the right time to approach and talk to us, aren't you? You should have just come forward instead of stalking us, you do know that's a crime right? I can report you easily to the police but of course, that'll depend on your reasons" With a friendly facade, Kaeya warned the young woman openly of what he can do if he finds anything about her intention dangerous, the young woman was surprised and at the same time embarrassed for looking like a suspicious person, well she could understand their apprehensive behavior towards her, she was after all following them since the beginning.
She cleared her throat and offered her hand to formally introduce herself "I apologize if my action seemed suspicious to you Mr. Diluc and Mr. Kaeya it's only for my line of work. I'm Katherine by the way"
The brother's looked at Katherine's extended hand before looking at one another assessing Katherine's words, Kaeya took her hand first smiling while Diluc just watched, his brother is better than him when it comes to conversation especially to strangers
"Yes, it's indeed suspicious for an unknown young woman to follow and even know something about us, so tell me what kind of job stalks people? I haven't read anything of that sort from the classified ads or is it that the government legalized stalking, hmm?"
Okay, Diluc takes it back, his brother is definitely not good at normal conversation Kaeya's better at interrogating he has forgotten his brother used to be in the military. He should take over before Kaeya makes the young woman even flustered as she was already.
"What my brother is trying to say is to please explain to us why were you following us, I apologize if we're a bit apprehensive with you but I guess you already know why we're like that so if you wouldn't mind, we'd like to hear your reason"
Seeing the window of opportunity to be heard, Katherine immediately blubbered the purpose of her stalking the handsome brothers forgetting the tell them about the company and whatnot.
"IwasscoutingyoutobepartofournewIdolgroup!"
". . . " ". . .huh?"
was the only response of the brothers
"I-I mean, the two of you are already well-known and has a great number of fanbase on insta, the company was looking for new talents such as you two when we saw your insta stories of Mr. Diluc performing a jazz song on a piano and Mr. Kaeya's guitar cover the higher-ups decided to make an offer to the both of you that's why I was following you"
". . . I . . . see"
". . hmm"
Again, the brothers only looked at her with doubt, Katherine could already see on their heads she was being labeled as a 'scammer'
Embarrassed and unable to bear the brothers piercing doubtful gazes, Katherine hastily stood from her seat
"A-anyway, now that I have said what I needed to say, please excuse me and thank you for sparing me your time, i-if you have any doubts about my offer you can visit us at "Golden Pavillion, Liyue" though she was embarrassed, Katherine made an effort to politely offer her business card before fleeing the scene leaving the brothers confused and curious at the same time, the brothers looked at the business card left to them and looked at one another
"It's a scam," the two of them said in unison they deduced, however, the two of them were still curious, Kaeya was about to reach out to take the business card when his name was called up from the counter of Good Hunters for his chicken skewers, Diluc still looking at the business card left by Katherine gave Kaeya his card to pay for his order and take-away when Diluc was left on the table alone, he took the unique looking card and swiped his thumb on the high-quality bronze gold-like colored business card written on its front was Katherine's name and her position as a Talent Scout Manager and other contact details but nothing about the company.
"an Idol, huh" he breathed still eyeing the card, a longing gaze swept across his handsome face as recalls a childhood dream he once had to be a musical performer just like his deceased mother, he recalls his earliest memories of his mother playing the piano while he sang, his father Crepus listening to the mother-son duet with the proudest and happiest look a father could ever have and even when his mother died, Diluc continued to play for his grieving father, music made it less painful for the both of them and made it easier for them to remember the happiest time with his mother.
The first time Diluc thought of being a musician was when he met Kaeya, compared before his brother was frail and timid not like the confident flirt and perceptive- bastard he is now. When Kaeya was first brought to their mansion at the winery his brother had trouble sleeping, being plagued with nightmares night after night, worried, and unable to bear Kaeya's suffering he took his younger brother to the music room one night and sat him comfortably with one of the chairs as he plays one of his mother's pieces hoping it will help his little brother when he finally finished playing he was surprised to find his brother sleeping soundly on the chair and since then, every night Diluc would take Kaeya to the music room and make a pillow fort together so they could sleep comfortably after Diluc finishes playing the piano and just like every night Kaeya would be asleep on his part of the bed Diluc would tuck his brother up, however, that night was different someone else has already tucked Kaeya on their self-made pillow fort
"Dad, you're home," Diluc said as he stood up from the chair and made a beeline towards his father, hugging the older male as Crepus knelt to received his son's affection.
"I wanted to come home early since I heard Kaeya was having trouble sleeping but I guess you already took care of it, huh?" Crepus chuckled as he ruffled his son's fluffy red hair"
"Of course! I'm his big brother, I need to protect him, heheh" Diluc beamed at his dad proudly with a toothy smile "Dad, I want to be a musician just like mom so I can play the pieces she composed and also help Kaeya sleep better! Kaeya needs to sleep a lot if he wants to be big as me so I'll play the piano for him every time he has a hard time sleeping"
Crepus chuckled at his son's determination and admired his reason, Diluc was always warm-hearted just like his deceased wife "Thank you Diluc, you're really a great big brother to Kaeya"
For years Crepus and Kaeya had been supportive of his dream of becoming a musician until that one fateful day of his 18th birthday, His father, Kaeya, and their acquaintances prepared a birthday party for him at one of their many branches worldwide in Angels Share located in Mondstadt he was excited not only because he's at a legal age now but because he also received a letter of acceptance to one of the prestigious music school, he knew Kaeya and his Dad will be thrilled at the news, however, everything from that day had been a nightmare for him It was the day he learned the truth about his father's health condition and Kaeya's reason why he was adamant about going to Khaenri'ah.
That day on his 18th birthday everything changed, the father he once thought was healthy was sick and the brother he thought who wouldn't hide anything from him was keeping a secret.
"Kaeya, why didn't you tell me dad was sick! I thought there was no secret between us?! And why am I only hearing about your trip to Khaenri'ah now? What are you planning on doing in that place?! You're barely legal!"
"sigh* Just focus on becoming a musician Luc, you don't need to concern yourself with me going to Khaenri'ah as for dad's health he made me promise not to tell you because he knew you will act like this"
"To hell with how I act! I deserve to know what's happening to my family. Tell me the truth Kaeya!"
In that instant, on his 18th birthday, Diluc's dream of becoming a musician was left focusing solely on the family business, he also made sure that Kaeya will finish his military training and become an accomplished Brigadier General at such a young age just like his brother's dream. Kaeya's dream shouldn't be compromised because of his family's business, Diluc always thought Kaeya should deserve better but after 4 yrs of only serving his bastard of a brother retired from his position the moment he was back from establishing a branch in Khaenri'ah stating he missed him and the taste of wine and prefers to work as a wine-connoisseur instead. With years apart he didn't even know Kaeya started playing the guitar to fill the silent hollow covering their mansion when he stopped playing any instrument, though they weren't as close as they used to 4 yrs ago, they're trying their best to live as brothers.
He was still reminiscing about the past when he heard Kaeya's voice near him
"Want to check it out?" his brother probed as he took his seat a platter of chicken skewers placed in front of him and another bag to take home, Diluc didn't answer and simply placed the unique looking card back at the table saying nothing
"I'm curious as well Luc, let's go" Kaeya insisted after taking a graceful bite of his skewer
"You already said it yourself, it's a scam why bother?"
"Yeah, but I mean there is nothing we could lose by checking it out and if it's really a scam then I could just report it to the guys back at the military, I'm still a military officer you know"
"A retired military officer" Diluc corrected, Kaeya paid his comment no mind and insisted "Come on Luc, let's try it out, you've put a hold of your dream as a musician for a long time now, I've become a military officer just like my dream, Dad's health is alright and you already succeeded in opening a branch in Khaenri'ah so, what's holding you up?"
Diluc sighed, Kaeya is right everything's fine now, except for him, he guessed it's about time for him to fulfill his dream, Diluc sighed once again but this time it wasn't due to annoyance from his brother but rather he sighed of relief of finally letting himself accomplished his dream
"Fine, let's check it out" he finally answered
"Great!" Kaeya cheered "You heard him loud and clear right, dad? We'll visit Liyue soon"
What? Dad?! Since when did Kaeya had been talking to dad?
"you snake. . . " Diluc mumbled under his breath looking at his giggling brother who managed to manipulate him again, he heard their father's hearty laugh from the other end "Thank you Kaeya, make sure Diluc's wish comes true, alright?"
"Of course, dad, anything for my big bro that's a promise" Kaeya looked at his brother adoringly as he told their father however before Kaeya could end the call, Diluc took his phone and left a clear declaration of his new dream and goal.
"Don't worry Dad, I'll make sure to fulfill my dream- becoming a musician along with my little brother"
"what. . . ? Why am I involve in this?" Kaeya whispered over the phone
"Because I've had a different dream this time, performing with you, didn't you say you'd do anything for your big bro?" Diluc stated as a matter of factly "Or are you just saying that, maybe you never meant it and hated your big bro-"
"-Alright! Fine I'll audition with you" Kaeya couldn't believe Diluc copied his guilt-ridden strategy, he should be more careful now around his brother until now he only thought it would only work on Diluc and not back-fired at him
Over the phone, Crepus was laughing loudly at his sons' exchanged, he was happy, joyous even knowing that his two pride and joy are still getting along despite the rift that had happened between them.
"Alright, do your best boys but just in case bring someone else with you, it'll put my heart at ease knowing you two are safe, will that be alright?"
"of course dad," the brothers said in unison, laughing at one another.
The following day at the Golden Pavillion, Katherine who was busy checking any response from the talent she had scouted was abruptly called by the receptionist because of a commotion at their company's lobby. Upon reaching the said lobby Katherine was surprised to see a lot of black-suited men guarding every corner of their building looking for anything suspicious when one of the black-suited men noticed her, the man straightforwardly asked her without reserved "Excuse me ma'am are you, Katherine?"
"uhh. . . y-yes! Why did I do something?" Katherine asked nervously racking her brain for any memory that would warrant her for an arrest of some sort but as soon as she saw a pair of good-looking men walking her way, she recalled one of the brother's threat
"- You should have just come forward instead of stalking us, you do know that's a crime right? I can report you easily to the police but of course, that'll depend on your reasons"
No way! Is she going to be arrested for stalking Crepus Ragnvindr's sons?!
Oh, God, I was only scouting them, I didn't mean to do anything illegal!
Katherine silently prayed as the group of men parted to make way for the two young men, contrary to what Katherine imagined of disdain from the brothers because of her scouting, The two looked friendlier than before, the younger brother Kaeya if she remembers even smiled and waved at her calling her but she shouldn't let her guard down, compared to the older brother Diluc who looks intimidating is less of a threat compared to Kaeya.
"Oh, Ms. Katherine we were looking for you!"
"y-yes? H-how can I help you" she answered in surprise, readying herself for any possible threat the younger male may speak
"We're here to discuss your offer from last time, does it still stands?" Diluc the older brother inquired and for a moment, Katherine felt she was dreaming or is this another ploy to threaten her because they misunderstood her scouting them, she was silent for a minute or two before Kaeya probed her
"Hmm, Ms. Katherine?"
"Ah! Y-yes? I'm sorry I was spacing out" she started still frightened at her surroundings "I'm just overwhelmed with. . ." she looked around her and to the black-suited clad men in the lobby ". . . with this. I was expecting it'll only be you two to visit our building" she explained while the brothers only looked at her understanding what the young woman meant, it could really be intimidating to be surrounded by a lot of bodyguards, however, Kaeya snickered despite trying to apologize profusely at the scene they made
"pfft. . hehehe I-I . . . hehehe . . .we're so sorry if that's what you felt Ms.Katherine but you also have to understand our side, you left immediately after saying your piece without any explanation and your business card doesn't even give any hint about your company" Kaeya explained
"WHAT?!" Katherine spoke, now that she recalls she indeed forgot to tell them because of Kaeya's threat
"We sincerely thought it was a scam and just decided to check the place you mentioned, we just took some extra precautions just in case, I hope you understand, hehehe"
"I-I. . . yes alright, I understand, t-then are the both of you auditioning or just one of you?"
The brothers looked at one another, a knowing smile grazing their handsome faces as they answer Katherine in unison.
"Both of us, if you don't mind"
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Zhongli:
He was taking his usual stroll in the city trying to relieve another stressful day at work, he had no destination on mind letting his feet take him when he noticed a bunch of freshly picked Qingxin flowers being displayed in the flower shop, Zhongli seeing the flower made him stood in place, a look of longing for someone was reflected on his amber-golden eyes and for a moment he felt the wind blew gently at him swaying his long tied hair
'Oh yeah? Let's see who sings better? You may have that deep alluring voice but I can sing better than you! heh"
'I hope I can see the two of you perform soon! I wouldn't miss it for the world'
"Is it that time already?" he asked himself looking at the clear blue sky above him smiling although with a hint of melancholy, without another word Zhongli purchased a bunch of Qingxin flowers thanking Hu Tao for reminding him of his wallet and as if the wind were guiding him, Zhongli walked where ever the wind blew and before he knew where he was heading he found himself listening to a sound of a harp playing in the distant the soft melodies flowing in the air made him stop on his tracks and a vision of young woman sat with the harp playing covered his eyes
". . . Guizhong?" he mumbled one hand reaching out to the phantom image of his long-gone lover and a second later he felt himself walking towards her mirage only for him to realize his mind was playing tricks at him again. He stood in silence a prick of pain throb his chest slowly growing to his whole body, he covered his handsome stern face with his free hand and heaved a deep sigh not to recollect himself but rather to shake off the incoming tears in his eyes.
'I really love listening to your voice Zhongli, when you become famous don't forget to sing for me, okay?'
'I'll always be by your side to support you so don't worry about me '
'you worry too much Zhongli, hehehe I may be small compared to you but I can take care of myself, just focus on your dream you made a bet with Barbatos after all'
Try as hard as he can, the emotions insides him betrayed him and a tear slowly cascaded his face at the memory of Guizhong and his time with her, he felt bittersweet at the memory. He was able to achieve what he wants but the person he wants to show his achievement was no longer with him.
How ironic but we can't all have the good things in life can't we?
He thought as he carefully wiped the remnants of his tears across his face and composed himself again before walking once again to give the flowers to its owner.
As Zhongli walked the pavement towards the cemetery where Guizhong's tombstone lies he noticed a smaller male sitting in front of her laughing to himself as he lifts a goblet of what seems to be a wine to the air
"I hope you're happy there dear, our beloved stern-face brutish blundering buffoon finally decided to uphold our bet, heh - though I might say it took longer but don't worry the wait is worth it so please keep watching over him, alright? He's. . . . well, busied himself with others after you were gone can't blame him, you were precious to him" the smaller male said as if he was talking to a person, he leaned back admiring the clear blue sky a soft breeze of the wind passed as if it was agreeing to what he had said earlier about Zhongli not realizing that the male in question was just standing a couple of feet away from them his looming shadow cast over the shorter male as he approaches and a look of disdain clearly pasted on his face.
"Oh, so I'm stern-face blundering baffoon, huh? Oh, how convenient that there's stone here, you wouldn't mind me hitting you with it won't you Barbatos?" Zhongli sarcastically said tossing the pebble in his hand in the air up-down, up-down like a warning as he eyed the man
"hahaha, did I say that? I wasn't actually talking about you rather -"
"huh, save it, Barbatos" The taller man sighed "though I'm surprised to find you here I heard you are busy with your pre-debut" Zhongli threw the pebble to the ground to the relief of Barbatos and sat next to the smaller male offering the Qingxin flower and a short prayer wiping away the dust and dirt that littered her tomb
Hello, love it's been a while since I lost visit, I hope Barbatos, Xiao, and Ganyu has been keeping you company for me
He told her silently before he looked back at the shorter male eyeing the wine on his goblet
"Osmanthus?" Zhongli probed
"The one and only I know you like this stuff and what better way to taste it on the day you finally accepted Geo ent.'s offer, heheh" Barbatos chuckled as he poured another goblet to Zhongli and another in a smaller cup to Guizhong's tomb.
The two men sat in silence neither tasting the wine and just relishing the peace between them before Barbatos cut the silence
"Guizhong's case. . . it's finally closed, right?" he asked carefully, knowing it's a sensitive topic to his friend
Zhongli only nodded as he gracefully took a sip of the precious wine in his goblet
"I'm glad Guizhong finally had justice . . . she wouldn't have it if it weren't for you I'm sure she's thankful for you up there"
"I need to see to it that I closed her case, I wouldn't have peace if I allowed the criminal who wronged her not be punished" as Zhongli said that Barbatos noticed that somehow Zhongli was able to find peace- though a bit of longing hangs from his face from to time it's better than seeing his old friend looking desperate and empty
Barbatos sighed, "yeah, you've been busy. . . even becoming a lawyer heheh~ so, I guess I have to be careful with my words now, huh? or I might have a court order" he jested knowing all his friend's activities in the past couple of years and why Zhongli only accepted the Geo ent.'s offer despite being scouted for several years
Zhongli was busy chasing and fighting the court for Guizhong's murder busy enough that his friend grew a bit distant from his relatives Xiao and Ganyu, that was the only reason why his friend became a lawyer and Barbatos doubts his friend will seriously take any more clients after this case was closed, after all, he wouldn't have accepted Geo ent.'s offer if he's serious about his law career, right?
"Don't worry yourself, this will be the first and last case I'll handle" as if reading his mind, Zhongli responded clearing any doubt from his friend "though, if you break any contracts, I wouldn't mind suing you. .. . you still recall our bet right? A rematch who's a better singer? I'll be upholding that against you, Barbatos" Zhongli chuckled after taking another sip of the wine
"Of course I remember, heh! And it's not Barbatos call me 'Venti' now that's my screen name"
"I see. . . that's better compared to being called 'Barb' or 'atos', Xiao's also debuting with you. . . correct?" Zhongli asked remembering that his younger relative becoming close to his friend while he was busy with his law career.
"Yeah, we have 2 other members joining, you know Aether from ABYSS right? and then there's Kazuha Beidou's protege from Inazuma, You better prepare yourself Zhongli with my group we'll definitely crush you on our rematch, heheh"
Barbatos or as he would like to call himself now 'Venti' jokingly threatened his old rival to which Zhongli paid no mind and just smiled at him
"I doubt that"
"Oh, aren't you confident? Lemme guess you're being grouped as well? I thought they offered you an exclusive solo contract?"
"They were, however, I asked them to change it mainly because I'm already old and youths prefer something more trendy and younger appearances and I believe we would lose to your group when it comes to charisma and looks"
Zhongli finished explaining before he felt his phone vibrated the company number of the Geo ent. flashing on his screen unexpectedly, it was too soon for them to call him regarding the other members. He stood from his seat and dusted off some of the dirt on his pants
"I'll see you around Barba- I mean 'Venti' they're calling me"
"Don't sweat it, I'll look after Guizhong for a while before I head back and the next time we see each other it should be on stage, remember that, okay?" Venti called over as Zhongli started walking away to answer his call giving him one final look.
When he was finally out of earshot, Zhongli answered the phone the familiar voice of Katherine the talent scout manager greeted him
"Hello, Mr. Zhongli, are you available today for a meeting?"
"I am, what is the meeting all about?" he asked
"It's about your other bandmates, they're here, and we would like for you to get to know one another before proceeding with the formation of your group,"
At her answer, Zhongli saw a young woman was standing beside a plum blossom tree smiling at him the words the woman mouthed made him smile before her mirage disappeared along with the breeze.
'thank you & congratulations Zhongli . . .'
"Mr. Zhongli?. . . will you be available sir?"
Katherine's voice brought him back from his trance, he took a second or two before responding a smile evident in his voice.
"yes, I would love to meet them"
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Not Your Aunt
Chapter 4: Fethry
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He’d been told from a very young age that he was a “curious child.” He wandered into places he wasn’t supposed to go, he would stare into space for prolonged periods of time, his mood could do a complete 180 in less than a second.
Now at the age of thirteen, Fethry had gone from a “curious child” to a “curious teenager.” But he liked being curious! He enjoyed learning new things and figuring stuff out and finding patterns and seeing the beautiful side of stuff that other people might consider ugly. That was just how he liked to look at the world, and he didn’t see a problem with it.
Uncle Scrooge saw a lot of problems with it. So did his cousin Donald, though cousins Della and Gladstone didn’t seem to have any issues. Duckworth didn’t ever comment, but Fethry had a feeling the butler was just being polite. He liked the politeness, but sometimes it just left him more confused.
Unlike with Donald, who stopped being polite when they were kids and just got annoyed with his cousin when he was being too nosey. In this particular moment, Donald had just yelled at Fethry to get out of his room because he was “distracting him and he needed to be in the zone to work on his music” which Fethry thought made a lot of sense. Della was currently out and Gladstone was temporarily living in Scotland while some complicated adoption things were being figured out so they hadn’t seen him in about two months.
So, although normally he wasn’t supposed to, Fethry decided to wander aimlessly around the mansion. Duckworth wasn’t nearby to stop him and Uncle Scrooge was who-knew-where! He wandered past the bedrooms and down the stairs - looking up at the hundreds of portraits and paintings of Uncle Scrooge and his accomplishments. There were some other people - Uncle Scrooge’s parents and other relatives, mostly, nobody Fethry really recognized. But all the men had long whiskers, so it seemed like they were probably McDucks.
He was staring at a particularly interesting portrait of Scrooge holding a pick-axe and a bag of gold when Fethry was startled by a noise coming from upstairs. It wasn’t coming from the direction of Donald’s room - in fact, it was coming from the other side of the mansion, where the adult’s bedrooms were. Maybe Duckworth dropped something while moving furniture?
Fethry made his way towards the source of the noise so he could help, just in case. As he climbed the last stair, there was another noise, though it wasn’t as loud, and he could tell it was definitely coming from Uncle Scrooge’s bedroom.
He waddled over and stopped in front of the door, knowing he shouldn’t go in without knocking first. Or at least figuring out what was going on. Fethry leaned the side of his head against the door, listening close for any clues.
He heard two voices - one was Uncle Scrooge and the other was unfamiliar but very pretty - and they sounded mad at each other. He couldn’t figure out exactly what they were saying since their voices were kind of muffled, but it was definitely an argument of some sort. Fethry wondered briefly if they were fighting and the noise had come from that. It felt weird to imagine Uncle Scrooge fighting a girl...besides Magica De Spell. Or Ma Beagle. Or, well, okay, maybe it wasn’t that weird.
Footsteps started getting closer to the door and Fethry backed away before he could get caught eavesdropping (his mom would be upset if she knew he was doing that again). And suddenly the door opened up, revealing a woman with shiny blonde hair and slightly graying roots who was currently buttoning the top button of her blouse.
Fethry tilted his head curiously and she yelped when she noticed him.
“Oh god, not another one of you,” the woman grumbled. “I’m not in the mood for this.”
“Well isn’t that a surprise?” Uncle Scrooge’s voice carried out of the room. “Goldie O’Gilt in a bad mood? Not wanting to be nice to children? Oh, I never could’ve imagined that!”
She turned back towards the room and grabbed the doorknob. “Screw you, Moneybags!” she shouted as the slammed the door shut.
When she turned around again, she found that Fethry hadn’t moved and was still staring up at her.
“What?”
“If your name is Goldie…” Fethry mumbled, remembering things his cousins had told him. “...does that mean you’re my Aunt Goldie?”
Goldie pinched the bridge of her beak between two fingers and sighed. “I’m not doing this again,” she said as she started to walk towards the stairs.
Fethry followed her, unable to stop his curiosity. “Did you and Uncle Scrooge get into a fight? Are you gonna get a divorce?”
“We’re not married.”
“Why not?” Fethry poked his beak with his pointer finger. “Wait, if you’re not married, then how are you my aunt?”
She sighed loudly. “I’m not your aunt.”
The kid frowned and thought about that for a moment as he watched her head down the stairs. He followed and quickly caught up. “If you’re not my aunt, then why does everyone call you Aunt Goldie?”
“Because you kids are annoying, is why,” Goldie grumbled, refusing to make eye contact with this child. She was still ashamed of herself for bonding too much with Donald and Della and then Gladstone, of all children to bond with. She was not going to make that mistake again. She would refuse to even learn this red hatted child’s name.
“I’m not a kid, I’m a teenager!” Fethry said with a big smile. “My name’s Fethry!”
Goldie wanted to smack her head into the wall, but chose to keep her cool and continue down the stairs instead. Why did Scrooge have so many stairs? If she wasn’t so desperate to get out of his room and away from him, she would’ve just scaled down the outside wall like usual. But she needed to steal something from the old miser to feel better about how much of a jerk he was.
“Fantastic. Now you can leave me alone.”
Fethry did no such thing and continued to follow her, especially as she turned towards the study instead of towards the front door. “Where are you going?”
“Just trying to find something worth taking that’ll piss your uncle off.”
He stopped following her for a moment, trying to understand what she’d just said. He didn’t understand how adult relationships worked, that was certain, but they seemed very different from his parents. His parents barely ever fought and also they lived together and were married, so there were a lot of immediate differences. Fethry realized suddenly that Goldie had wandered into another room and quickly followed her before she could get away.
She was looking through the china cabinet when he found her again, and made no acknowledgement that she’d noticed him coming up behind her. She grabbed a particularly expensive-looking set of glasses and stared at them in her hands.
“Are you gonna steal those?” Fethry asked suddenly and a little too loudly.
Goldie, not having noticed the kid since she was so focused on the glassware, let out a loud QUACK! and dropped the glasses. She reached out to grab them as they fell, but only managed to save one as the other smashed onto the floor and they both flinched at the loud crash and shards of glass spreading out everywhere.
She turned around and glared at Fethry, angry at him for sneaking up on her and angrier at herself for not noticing him. She thought she’d lost him and let her guard down and this is exactly the kind of thing that happened when she spent too much time around children.
“Do you need something?” Goldie seethed, picking Fethry up by his armpits and plopping him on top of the closest table.
“Nope!” Fethry said with another smile. “Sorry you dropped that glass. Is Uncle Scrooge gonna be mad at you?”
His innocence was annoying her in ways she couldn’t begin to describe. “He’ll get over it. Now look. Hey.” She snapped her fingers in front of Fethry’s face, noticing that he was staring down at the pieces of glass instead of listening to her. “Listen up. I’m going to leave now and you’re not going to follow. There’s glass all over the floor and it’ll cut up your feet if you try to follow me. Got it?”
He tilted his head again. “But what about your feet?”
Goldie lifted up one of her legs and pointed down at her sneakers. “I’ll be fine.” She started to walk away, deciding that breaking one glass and stealing another would be good enough for the moment, when Duckworth stepped into the room holding a broom and dustpan.
“Duckworth.”
“Miss O’Gilt. You don’t normally break things...did something happen?”
She pointed her thumb over her shoulder. “He startled me, not my fault.”
Duckworth responded with a raised eyebrow and Goldie pouted before turning around to see that Fethry was not on the table where she left him. She paused for a moment before looking down and she should not have been surprised to find the kid standing next to her and staring up with the same curious eyes as before.
She yelped in surprise at seeing him so close, and once again felt stupid about it. “What did I just say to you?!”
Fethry shrugged. “Yeah, but...Duckworth is here to clean up the glass, so it’s fine now!”
Duckworth shook his head and started sweeping up the glass while Goldie frowned. “Okay no, see, he hadn’t done that yet, so it’s not fine. And also, um…” She paused and looked around the room for a moment. “Oh, what’s that over there?” she asked, feigning excitement and pointing towards the back door.
Fethry turned and looked, excitement plastered all over his face. “What is it?!” he asked and took a step forward. Seeing nothing different than usual, he turned back around to ask Aunt Goldie what she’d seen, only to find that she was gone. “Huh...where’d she go?”
Duckworth finished sweeping up the glass and dumped it into the nearest trash can. “I believe she’s gone.”
“Oh. But...where?” Fethry asked as he walked towards the foyer.
The butler followed, glancing at the walls to see if Goldie had stolen anything else. “Miss O’Gilt tends to be unpredictable. It’s hard to say where she goes when she leaves the mansion.”
“Aww,” Fethry pouted, kicking at the carpet. “I like her! She was real nice!”
“...is that so?”
“Yeah!” Fethry did a little spin and fell onto his butt. “She’s nothing like my other aunts, though.”
Duckworth smirked at that comment and considered correcting the child, but before he could even think about it, Scrooge shuffled down the stairs and took over.
“That’s because she’s not your aunt!” he shouted angrily, adjusting his coat and hat as he walked. “She’s a no-good thief who just likes to interrupt my life and steal from me and piss me off and mess with you kids! You shouldn’t listen to anything she says, especially not if it’s about me or our history! All she does is lie, lie, lie!”
Fethry looked a little sad and confused at Scrooge’s rant, so Duckworth, seeing that there was unnecessary conflict about to be had, interrupted. “Either way, she’s gone now, Mr. McDuck. And you have a meeting with the board in about twenty minutes.”
“Yeah, alright,” Scrooge grumbled. “Let’s just go.”
Fethry watched them walk towards the garage and frowned more. The way Uncle Scrooge talked about Aunt Goldie was weird and kind of sad. She hadn’t said anything like that about him, though Fethry wondered if she would’ve had he asked.
A noise from outside caught Fethry’s attention and he turned towards the windows by the front door. He spotted a bit of blonde hair and smiled at the realization that Aunt Goldie was still nearby. Then he frowned as he realized that meant she’d heard all the mean things Uncle Scrooge said about her. Maybe it didn’t bother her so much. But maybe it did and she just didn’t say anything. Fethry thought she was kind of mysterious and interesting.
He watched her rush away from the house and wondered if he’d ever see her again. He leaned back on his heels for a moment before deciding to go back to Donald’s room and ask him about everything he’d just watched. Donald would probably be able to explain.
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Dusk to Dawn
enlightenmonth // [day 1-4] morning or and evening Summary: after a long night of hanging with friends, Hikari asks Koushiro to walk her home. As they walk together in the late night, they ask each other deep questions take enlighten their perspectives on one another. Happy Enlightenmonth, everyone! I’m so excited to see everyone’s work! Bear with me with my writing (haven’t written anything Koukari in a couple years…) I hope as the month goes along my stories will be better!
Two silhouettes walked side by side down the house’s walkway, away from the loud tempo beats and laughing crowds. The chirping of crickets and the cooing of doves drowned out the upbeat music with each step the two took away from their friend’s house. Koushiro’s hands were shoved in his pockets and his eyes were locked on the ground beneath him. Hikari, on the other hand, was light on her feet and humming a soft tune.
“Aww, you two are leaving so soon? But the party just started!” A voice shouted from the balcony of the house, causing the two to stop in their tracks and turn around.
“Yeah, Mimi! I have something to do in the morning and asked Koushiro to walk me home!” Hikari shouted back. “Thank you for inviting us! Tell Taichi that I will meet him at home!”
“Will dooo~! Thanks for coming!” And with that, Mimi skipped back into the party.
As soon as the balcony door slid shut behind her, Koushiro let out a long, unknowingly held breath and the two continued walking. “For only being back from America for this short of time-,”
“She sure does know a lot of people,” Hikari finished his sentence. She glanced over at the boy next to her. His hands still in his pockets and eyes still on the ground. He looked so tense from where he was.
Koushiro mumbled under his breath, “What did she mean ‘the party just started?’ It’s almost three in the morning.” A tiny giggle escaped Hikari’s lips from his statement, causing him to look up at her and slow his pace. She skipped along the path in front of him, still humming to herself.
After a couple minutes quietly observing the optimistic girl, he managed to ask, “So, what do you have in the morning?”
Hikari stopped humming and slowed down a bit. “I’m, uh, meeting a friend for pancakes in the morning. Haven’t seen them in a while.”
Koushiro squinted his eyes at the sound of her wavering voice, but decided best to ignore it. He let out another uneasy breath and trudged along.
As the two walked side by side, Hikari could sense the tenseness slowly radiating from the boy. She could hear the overthinking gears in his head. Every thought. Every calculation. Every probability. It needs to stop.
“Hey, Koushiro?” Hikari asked, looking up at him.
“Hmm?”
“What’s your favorite childhood memory?”
His head quickly turned to meet her gaze. Flustered, he responded, “What? Why would you want to know that?”
“Just trying to make some conversation, silly. We still have a while until we’re back at the good old Yagami residence.”
“Huh? Favorite childhood memory...” he repeated the question, bringing his hands finally out out of his pockets to run through his hair. “Let’s see...”
Even with his mind digging through his memories and thoughts overtaking his steps, she could see his shoulders loosened a bit and his hands were not ready go back home to his pockets just yet. She chuckled, “Take your time.”
When her eyes rested upon the boy’s face, they widened. A soft smile she had rarely seen before landed on his face. “I think my favorite childhood memory would have to be baking with my mom.”
His contagious smile found its way to her face. After admiring the unique sight for a moment, she said, “Now your turn, Koushiro. Ask me anything.”
“Okay...” He put a pondering hand under his chin. “What is something you’ve wanted to do for a while, but haven’t done it yet?”
Hikari copied his gesture and puffed out her cheeks in thought. “Hmm... Well, they’re many things. Write a poem. Bake a cake. Oh, I know! I’ve always wanted to see the sun rise above the ocean. All the pinks and purples and oranges mixing in the water below would be an amazing sight to see.”
Koushiro was a little shocked by her answer. “You mean to tell me you haven’t-,”
“Nope! Not yet. It’s on the tippy top of my list of things to do though.” She said, making a stacking gesture with her hand as she spoke.
“I would have thought that you have seen it at least once....” He was still stunned by her remark.
Hikari shook her head and exhaled a laugh. “Just haven’t had the time to, I guess.”
Their conversation was stopped abruptly as they reached a fork in the path. One lead straight back to the Yagami residence, the other had a couple detours but did just the same. Koushiro started taking the first path, but Hikari stopped in her place, looking at her hands in front of her. When he realized she wasn’t following, he turned around.
“Hey, Hikari, is everything okay?” Koushiro said with a concerned look on his face. “I know I’m going the right way, so it couldn’t be that…” he mumbled, thinking of any possibility as to why she’s not following him.
“Everything’s fine. It’s just…” she inhaled deeply.
Koushiro gave a puzzled look, “Don’t you have something tomorrow? Let’s get you home safely.”
“About that…”
“What?” He asked, walking back toward her.
She responded, looking at her feet. “I might have…kind of made that up.”
Koushiro stopped walking and took a second to process what she said. “Then why did you ask me to walk you home?”
“To be completely honest with you,” she slowly replied, still avoiding his gaze,but walking toward him. “You looked a little uncomfortable being there. Sooo, I thought I could help with that.”
Koushiro’s eyes instantly grew wide and blood rushed to his cheeks. “You didn’t have to do that, Hikari. Now you’re missing the party.” Because of me. “Let’s go back-,” He started to turn back around.
“No, no!” She shouted, grabbing his arm and looking straight into his dark eyes. He looked upset with himself, something she did not want to see at all. “It is perfectly alright, Koushiro! I know that you love your friends and are willing to do anything for them, even when it puts you out of your comfort zone, but everyone’s ‘social battery’ runs out eventually.”
The two stood there in silence, her delicate hand still resting on his stiff arm. Koushiro let out an embarrassed sigh and looked into her eyes. “Are you positive?”
She smiled back at him. “I promise. It is completely okay with me. You don’t have to fight battles by yourself.” He tried to smile back at the girl in front of him, but his eyes darted downward to the hand still resting on his forearm. Hikari’s eyes followed his gaze and she moved her arm back to her side. “Besides, I don’t mind talking to you. I like your company.”
Koushiro brought a hand to the back of his head and scratched. Letting out another uneasy breath, he gathered enough courage, stuttering, “Hey, um... Do you want to take the longer way home? Since you apparently don’t have anything in the morning...”
Hikari smiled. “The more scenic route? I would love to.”
Silence fell between the two of them, but neither of them wanted it to stay. Hikari knew she had to think of something quick before he retaliated back to his old overthinking habits.
“New question,” she started.
“Ready when you are.”
“What’s your biggest regret?” She asked, keeping her eyes locked on his face to see any kind of expression. Sure enough, he was surprised by her choice of question.
He scrunched his eyebrows and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “You are really bringing up deep questions.”
Hikari waved her hands in front of her. “You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”
“No, no! It is quite alright,” he replied as he placed his hands back in his pockets.
A moment of silence allowed the cicadas to echo in the night sky and dance with the sound of the pair’s footsteps on the concrete. Hikari hopped onto the wooden outline of the path and started walking the line like a balance beam. Koushiro was still lost in thought until realization hit him.
“I think my biggest regret as of right now would have to be not hanging out with the other digidestined as much as I should.” He looked at his feet and started counting his steps to himself. It’s a trick he did to help his mind from wandering off. He wanted to leave it at that, but something urged him to keep talking. “I want to get to know each of you more and make that effort, it’s just been… difficult for me.”
Hikari slowly nodded her head and jumped back down to his side. She lightly nudged him with her elbow. “Well, you’re doing great right now.”
“Because it’s you.” He said before his thoughts got the best of him. He felt his face get hot from his words and brought his hands to his cheeks. “I mean… you’re easy to talk to. You don’t judge me. You understand, if that makes sense.” He paused for a second to think his way out of this. “Did I really look that uncomfortable at the party?”
She giggled before saying, “Just a tad.”
He grumbled in defeat. “Why am I like this?”
“Is that your next question for me?”
“Pardon?”
She laughed again. “It’s your turn to ask me a question. Was that it?”
Koushiro looked at the girl next to him and slowly shook his head. He saw what she was doing and smirked. Thanks to her, it was time to change the subject.
“Okay, Hikari…. What is your biggest joy in life?”
“Oh, look at you with your deep questions now.” She giggled, causing a blush to form on Koushiro’s cheeks.
“I’m just making my observations.” He defended himself.
She looked up to the night sky and subconsciously started counting the stars. It didn’t take her long to count all of them since there was too much light pollution from the city. “I guess my biggest joy in life is… I don’t know, I can’t pick just one.”
Koushiro cocked his head to the side. “Well, what did you have in mind?”
“Well, there’s my family-my biggest support system. There’s being with my friends, like Takeru, you, Sora… but I also find joy in helping others,” she sighed and glanced over at him, who was already staring at her.
When they made eye contact, his eyes darted away and looked back at the ground. “You can have many joys in life. I don’t want to make you choose just one.”
When he said that, Hikari stopped walking and looked up again. “What time is it?”
He pulled out his hand out of his pocket and looked at his watch. “It is 4:17am to be exact.”
“Golly, time is flying by,” she responded.
Koushiro hummed in agreement and turned his head to the left. He saw a path winding around the corner and the light bulb went off in his head. “Let’s go this way,” he pointed the different direction. “There’s something I want to show you.”
A little startled by his change of mood and curious by what he meant by that, Hikari gave a slight nod. “Okay.” The birds in the trees started singing their early morning tune as the two walked. “My turn then…” she started. “Where is the one place where you feel most like yourself?”
“Uh…” For the first time in a long time, Koushiro’s mind went blank. He continued to look anywhere but at her. “I honestly don’t know.”
“Really?” She smiled softly at him, trying to figure out an answer for him.
He gathered enough courage to glance back at her and his face flushed. “Hey, quit smiling at me! I can’t focus when you look at me like that.”
“Like what?” She teased, smiling even wider.
“Like that!” He says, throwing his hands in the air and gesturing to her face like she was supposed to know what he meant. “I don’t know, Hikari… I guess when I’m not worried about what others think.” Like when I’m with you.
“Hmm,” she hummed in response.
Distant waves from the approaching shoreline echoed in the dimly lit sky. Koushiro’s hand slightly brushed Hikari’s, causing him to pull hiss hand immediately back. He fumbled and fidgeted
“Do you believe in true love?” He mustered before he realized, shoving his hands back in his pockets and keeping his eyes to the ground.
“What? Why would you want to know that?” She teased again, crossing her hands behind her back and leaning forward to look at his face. His flustered face always made her smile.
“It’s my turn to ask a question,” he objected. “To be completely honest with you, I’m not entirely sure. Just… curious.”
After some thought, she said, “Well, true love could mean many things and could be between any two people. Mom, dad, sisters, brothers, friends, digimon partners, couples. It’s about unconditionally caring about someone. Putting their well-being before your own. Taking time to make them smile or doing things for them without asking. Surprising them. Talking to them about anything. Helping them achieve their goals. Respecting and accepting each other. Being a team.”
As she went on and on about this topic, Koushiro couldn’t help but admire her enthusiasm. The way her face lit up when she thought of something else to tie in. The way she made huge gestures with her arms. The way her voice picked up speed. He just smiled as they continued to walk side by side, taking in the sight of the passionate girl beside him.
When Hikari realized what she was doing, she laughed. “I’m sorry, Koushiro. What was the question?”
Koushiro stopped walking and sat down on a bench next to the shoreline. “I asked if you believed in true love.”
Hikari breathed out and sat next to him. She closed her eyes and listened to the waves crashing against the rocky shore. “Well, what do you think?”
He chuckled and looked out at the shore. “Well, from your passionate monologue, I would assume yes,” he responded quietly.
“Yeah,” she exhaled. “Yeah, then I guess so,” she replied softly, looking out for a brief second and then turning her head to meet his gaze.
The two sat there for a while, not breaking away eye contact. Koushiro unknowingly held his breath until Hikari broke the silence.
“So, what did you want to show me?”
“Well, in about two minutes and 39 seconds, you’re going to find out.”
Hikari raised an eyebrow and looked out toward the sea. Her heart fluttered when she realized what he meant by that. Right on cue, the pinks and purples and oranges mixed together in the sky. The rays of lights sent a beautiful radiant glitter on the water below. The glow glistened in her eyes as she sat there in complete awe.
Instead of witnessing the glorious sun rise from the horizon, Koushiro had his sights set on the girl next to him. He was completely mesmerized by the way the sunlight kissed her face.
“Wow… it’s so beautiful,” she whispered.
Still looking at her, he smiled softly and replied, “Yeah… pretty prodigious.”
Hikari took a deep breath and placed her hand on top of Koushiro’s hand. He did not tense up from her touch. “Thank you,” she said, meeting his eye contact.
“It was my pleasure,” he replied, his heart beating a little too fast. He hoped the sound of the crashing waves covered that.
The two sat there next to each other in the morning sun. Words left unspoken about the night we’re about to make way to this moment, when all of a sudden, a buzzing sound came from Hikari’s phone and her eyes widened from the caller ID.
“Taichi, hi! No, yeah! I’m so sorry for not telling you where I am! Where am I? I’m still out with Koushiro. Yeah, we are taking the more scenic route back.” She stood up from the bench, indicating for Koushiro to stand up as well. “I’m sorry for worrying you. I’ll be home in a bit. Okay, bye.”
Koushiro cleared his throat. “Let’s get you home then.”
Hikari smiled at him, hoping to have more times like this. “Okay.”
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The alluring charm of Henry Cavill - Chapter 2
Summary: Henry reconsiders his opinion about Adelaide and they are going to face their first challenge.
Henry Cavill x Adelaide Park (ofc)
Wordcount: 4.5k
Warnings: None
A/N: First, I want to say thank you for everyone’s sweet words. It really means a lot to me. Second, there is an obstacle course in this, but since I know next to nothing about those, I did some research on it and let’s hope it accurate 😂
Masterlist // Previous chapter // Next chapter
When Henry first arrived, waiting for Adelaide Park to make an appearance in the lousy hotel room, he really wasn’t look forward to it. He had to force himself to think positively about her. He is not the type of man that thinks lowly of a woman. He wasn’t raised like that and if his mother found out how he was thinking about Adelaide, she’d probably slap him and rightly so.
However, Adelaide Park and her reputation really make it difficult not to think lowly of her. He can’t stop thinking about all the interviews she gave, seeing her frowning and not looking at the interviewer in question.
On the other hand, he admires her work ethic. Angela Bassett once worked with her and when it came out that Adelaide was going to be his partner on this show, she actually called him, to tell him that Adelaide is a delight to be around with.
And of course he trusts a woman like Angela Bassett, but there is something about Adelaide and her reputation that is bothering him. Is she really this ditzy or is she just pretending? And if it’s the latter, why on earth would she be pretending? Wasn’t it better to be yourself? Of course, you always have this certain image you want to keep up, but Henry couldn’t possibly think that this is the image you want to put up.
When he met Adelaide however, something changed deep inside of him. Her lightish brown hair, her smile that could light up the entire room and how petite she was looking, especially compared to him. He still sees her face when she noticed the carseat, but once she was sitting on it, she actually matched up with his height, but it must’ve been embarrassing, he can imagine.
But there was something else: the sadness in her eyes that she let slip through every now and then. He wondered why she was sad. She seemed like the type of woman that had it all. She had a consistent fanbase, she had tons of work and won tons of prizes over the course of her pretty short acting career.
And come to think of it, she was actually quite funny, though it wasn’t her intention. Just like her acting, it’s really her facial expressions that tell exactly what she is thinking.
Adelaide went to bed pretty early, because she was trying to get over her jet lag as soon as possible. Tomorrow would be a relaxing day for the both of them and he was actually happy that the actual show with actual challenges was delayed for one more day. He really wasn’t looking forward to it.
She told him he can sleep in the same bed as her, but when he got to bed later that night, he saw that she placed a wall of pillows in the middle. During the night, she had wrapped her arms around one pillow and since he had trouble falling to sleep, he took a good look at her bare face. She was twenty five, but without make-up, she looked like she did in the first episode of ‘Remembering High School’.
Seeing how innocent she looked, he all of the sudden actually felt a bit bad for her. He was simply using her to get the part of his dreams. But she would understand that, right? He means, she’s an actress and there must be a part that she would do anything for? Maybe she is here for the exact same reason as he is…
Why doesn’t that seem like a possibility? Adelaide’s heart seems way too pure for that.
Henry pushes himself out of the bed at around eight in the morning. Adelaide is still in a deep sleep, so he decides to get started on breakfast. While the coffee is dripping, he looks through the kitchen cabinets and decides to make some pancakes, because who doesn’t love pancakes?
After he is done (and he didn’t burn a single one, his mom would be proud), he hears her footsteps coming into the living room. ‘Morning,’ he says, as he walks out of the kitchen, the coffee pot in hand. ‘Coffee?’
‘Morning,’ Adelaide says, still rubbing her eyes. It’s like she only now realizes that he asked her a question. ‘Coffee?’ she asks.
He simply nods.
‘Sure,’ she says, still a bit hesitant. She frowns, as he sees her trying to sniff up the scent. ‘What are you doing?’
‘I made breakfast.’
‘Why?’
He did not expect that. What kind of question is that? ‘Figured you would like that.’
Adelaide looks at him for a few long seconds, before she sits down at the table. ‘That’s so thoughtful.’
How does that one sentence, go straight to his heart? When was the last time someone outside his family and his select group of friends, said something like that to him?
Henry doesn’t even know how to respond, so he quickly places the stack of pancakes in front of her and she smiles. ‘What?’ he asks, a smile forming on his lips before he can even think about stopping it. What is happening to him? Was he turning soft for her?
Adelaide shakes her head. ‘It’s weird, really.’
‘High doubt it,’ he retorts.
She lets out a sigh. ‘This is the first time I’ve ever had pancakes.’
Say what now? Is she serious? ‘How?’ he asks. ‘How can you never had pancakes before?’
She shrugs. ‘We just ate other things at home,’ she says, but he feels there is more to the story than that. He constantly feels like there is so much more to her story. Just like how he knows that there is something going on inside her head, that is probably worth hearing for.
She grabs one pancake, the maple syrup and she must’ve seen tons of movies to see how you eat pancakes, because she looks like an avid pancake eater.
He looks at Adelaide, who eats ridiculously slowly. He wonders what she is thinking, because she is not saying anything during breakfast. She takes small bites and chews on it for awhile. Henry knows he shouldn’t watch her as closely as he is doing right now, but he can’t help it.
She’s so different from what he is used to.
After two pancakes, she leaves two bites on her plate. ‘You want me to help with the…dishes?’ she asks.
‘No, I can do it.’
She informs him that she is getting ready for today, but before she exits the room, she turns around. ‘Henry,’ she says, causing him to look up. ‘Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me.’
He stares at her blankly, as he is taking in her ‘thank you’. During fan meetings, fans usually take pictures, say something about how handsome he is and then simply walk away. But hearing a thank you for something he did, as minor as making her breakfast and setting her coffee… It melts his heart.
Before he can say something to her, she walks out of the living room.
◎ ◎ ◎
Spending hours on end with Adelaide, causes Henry to discover a few things about her. One, she doesn’t seem to give a shit about jet lags, because she is functioning like a normal human being. Two, she doesn’t finish her food, consistently leaving two or three bites on her plate. Three, she is slowly becoming more comfortable and he finally understands a bit why Angela Bassett spoke so highly of her. She is really nice and when she smiles, that sadness in her eyes disappears. She is actually also quite sassy from time to time, only using her eyebrows and her smirk. She thanks him for simple things he does and he never knew how much a simple ‘thank you’ could make your entire day. It makes you feel noticed and when was the last time he felt noticed for something he did, instead of for his looks.
After a long day of doing nothing really, they watch some television and her first sitcom ‘Remembering High School’ is on, however with reality shows like they’re in now, you never know if it’s accidental or not.
As he stares at the television and sees a young version of Adelaide on the screen, her cheeks a bit rounder. It’s weird to think that this is only five years ago. Her career really took a leap after this sitcom.
Her character Lilian has a frown on her face. ‘What do you think you are doing?’ she asks Tom, another main character who is fiddling her locker.
He stops with what he is doing, as if he burned himself. ‘Nothing.’
‘Liar liar, pants on fire,’ Lilian singsongs with a smile on her face. ‘Tom, you have been acting weird all day long. What’s up? Is it something I did?’’
‘No, no, of course not, it’s nothing you did.’ Tom hesitates for a second, before he licks his lips. ‘You know, I’m just going to say it. I’m madly in love with you, Lilian. That rose you got on Valentines Day? That was mine. The answers for next weeks test? I gave that to you, because I knew you were stressing out. It’s just that I really really like you and I understand that you don’t like me, but I had to get this of my chest.’
The main premise of this show, is basically a bit of ‘How I Met Your Mother’, however, this actually seems a bit more realistic and the diversity in the show is a whole lot better. Every season covers a new class reunion, where they all come together with their families, talking about high school and their experiences. It is a fun show, Henry watched it quite a few times actually.
The thing about this show, was that it always feels homey and you didn’t even have to know the entire storyline, to follow it.
‘You like me?’ Lilian asks and when Henry looks at the screen, he sees what Adelaide Park is best at: her facial expressions. He stares at the visibly confused look on her face, the tiny frown between her brows, her lips slightly apart.
‘I should go,’ Tom announces, causing the audience to aww. He walks through the hallway, around the corner, when Lilian grabs his hand. ‘Wha—’ he starts, but Lilian interrupts him by saying: ‘I’m falling in love with you too, Tom.’
The audience starts to applaud and to whistle. The two have to wait until it’s all over, something that Henry actually admires. It takes a lot of improvising he can imagine. ‘Can I kiss you?’ Lillian asks him.
‘Of course,’ Tom manages to stutter.
Henry can’t help but actually chuckle as he stares at the two on the screen, who both have red blushes on their cheeks. ‘You both seem nervous.’
‘Well, we were,’ Adelaide says, as she scrunches up her nose when she averts her eyes from the television as their characters kiss. ‘It was my first kiss in general and his first one screen kiss.’
‘Really?’ he asks. ‘Your first kiss?’ Wasn’t she like nineteen or twenty on this show?
‘I was a late bloomer,’ she admits. He sees how a blush forms on her cheeks again and before he can asks her another question (he has tons, because he really wants to know more about starring on a sitcom), she gets up. ‘I’m going to sleep,’ she announces.
Why is he genuinely disappointed? ‘I’ll try and not wake you up this time,’ he tells her, remembering how he tripped and made tons of noise as he walked into the bedroom last night, causing her to wake up.
Adelaide chuckles. ‘Thanks.’ She stands up and he can’t help but stare after her. Even when the door is long closed, he keeps on staring at the light brown wood.
Henry is embarrassed that he thought so little of her. She is quite special, though he still has to figure her out a bit.
But he has weeks to get to know her.
◎ ◎ ◎
The next morning a loud voice over wakes them up at the crack of dawn. Adelaide screams as she wakes up, before rubbing her face when she realizes that it’s nothing serious. They have to get ready in sport gear in forty minutes and be outside on the field, so they can meet the others, for their first assignment.
‘You okay?’ Henry asks Adelaide, who is taking deep breaths, combing through her hair with her fingers. Less than a week ago he was bitching about her in his head and now he is genuinely worried about her.
And why?
He doesn’t even know that. She has been really good at not going into her personal life too much, almost as if she is doing it for years.
But it’s true when he thinks about it. No one knows a lot about her. He tried to look some things up about her when he found out he was going to work with her, but it wasn’t anything that he and the rest of the world already knew. It’s weird, that even people at her school say that she was pretty quiet and to herself, but that no one could think about something memorable she did. Was she that invisible? He can barely understand that. Not much about her family life is known, except that her parents were Korean, who moved from South-Korea to America years before she was born.
‘I’m okay,’ she says, faking a smile on her face. ‘You mind if I go into the bathroom first?’
‘Please, go.’
Adelaide gets out of bed, walks passed her suitcase to grab some clothes and wanders off to the bathroom. He slowly forces himself out of bed, to grab the sports clothes he is thinking about wearing.
She walks into the bedroom again, to grab her sport shoes. ‘The bathroom is yours.’
But Henry barely registries it, because he looks at her attire. He notices she is wearing a bit of make-up, but nothing extravagant and she did her short hair into two Dutch braids. She is wearing a pair of black sport leggings, that show off her slender legs and a tight white sports shirt, accentuating her narrow waist. When she grabs her shoes and she stands up straight again, her gaze meets his. ‘What?’ she asks, visibly confused that he is staring at her. ‘Something wrong?’
‘No,’ he quickly says, as he is caught redhanded.
‘You’re staring.’
‘No, I’m just… Never saw you in sportswear, that’s all.’
She frowns. ‘No pacific— I mean, spec— specific reason that you are looking at me?’ Her cheeks went from a soft pink, to an angry red within seconds and he notices that she is getting even more red.
But it makes sense now, he thinks to himself. Her troubles with finding words, the nearly panicked look in her eyes when he offered if she wanted to read it and this little slip up.
What if she is dyslexic?
Back in high school, his friend Steve was dyslexic as well and they would sit together before class, reading the text, when they knew they had a class where the teacher would force you to read out loud. Just like Adelaide, Steve made little slip ups and when he was nervous, he’d take a long time before he could put his thoughts into words. Just like Adelaide in interviews. Now is every case of dyslexia different, Henry knows that, but the similarities are uncanny.
He decides that this isn’t the moment to ask about it, so he says: ‘No, I just know that I have to wear black pants and a white shirt as well, so everyone knows we’re a team.’
After he got dressed in a black knee length short and a white sports shirt as well and the two of them had a protein bar, they walk out of they cottage. One of the cameramen informs them that they don’t have to lock the door, since there are people here to watch out.
There are a few camera’s around them. One in front, one in the back and a few further ahead. It causes Henry to clear his throat. When people aren’t watching, he knows that they can actually talk a bit, but now that there are others around her, he is quite nervous actually.
He wonders how the others are doing. He wasn’t aware that Justin Bieber got married, but apparently he is participating with his wife, who is a model. Henry also wasn’t aware that she was a Baldwin, but he has to admit that he doesn’t keep up with every bit celebrity news. He knows who Charlie Puth is and he definitely knows who Jennifer Lopez is. Are they having the “troubles” he and Adelaide are facing?
Henry sees the obstacle course, together with the two other duos. Now he himself has done these types of obstacle courses. He knows how to deal with them, since his brothers took him to these types of courses years ago. However when he looks at Adelaide, he wonders whether or not she’ll manage.
The rest of the duos are really nice and Jennifer Lopez reaches out to Adelaide, asking her how she is and Henry is almost jealous how at ease Adelaide seems with Jennifer Lopez.
He is jealous?
The weird thing about this program is that there isn’t a host. Every challenge will be presented by someone else and for some reason, that is such a relief. If there was an annoying host, staying here would be a million times harder.
A tough looking man quickly explains the obstacle course and Henry knows that he can do this. Adelaide on the other hand is growing more and more nervous, he can see it. She is fidgeting her hands, her eyes are blinking faster than they did before.
For a few seconds the real reason for him participating in this show (it’s starts with a J and ends with ames Bond), disappears.
But he wants to win.
One person shows what they should do and Henry takes quick mental notes. He is used to this, but this seems too easy, not only for him. There must be a catch.
‘But,’ the man says, ‘there is a catch.’
If Henry doesn’t get the part of James Bond, he should work as a producer for a reality show. With Adelaide for that matter, who totally got that far fetched idea of that one bed problem right.
‘The women are blindfolded and the men can only help them, using their words.’
◎ ◎ ◎
Adelaide is about to put on the blindfold, just like the two other ladies. Henry notices her hands shake and when she wants to put the blindfold on, he takes it out of her hands. ‘Let me,’ he says.
She looks up and says: ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Why are you sorry, Adelaide?’
‘Because I’m probably going to suck.’
Henry stands behind her, as he puts the blindfold on. ‘Don’t you worry about that,’ he says, though the voice in his head tells him that he should worry about that. He means: if she thinks that she is going to suck, then they are definitely going to lose. ‘I won’t let you fall,’ he tells her, because he feels like that is really bothering her.
‘You can only guide me through this using your words,’ she mutters, playing with her hands. ‘What if I do fall?’
‘No, no, no,’ he says. ‘You won’t fall. You think I’d let that happen?’
She simply shrugs, but doesn’t say anything anymore.
The man counts from three to zero and Henry so desperately wants to hold her arm, so she knows where she needs to go, but it’s the James Bond part that prevents him from doing such thing. He really doesn’t want to lose if necessary and every time he physically helps her, they get a fifteen second time penalty. ‘Go!’
The first obstacle is a balance beam, but it’s thirty centimeters above the ground. ‘Okay, Adelaide,’ he tells her, after he told her to stop walking, ‘this is the balance beam. You have enough room for your feet, okay. Just carefully place one foot in front of the next one.’
Her petite hands grab the end of the balance beam, before she puts her knee on the wood. She stands up and as if she dips her toe into the water to test out if it’s too cold, she carefully walks over the beam. He looks passed her, only to see the others are doing far worse.
Maybe they can win this challenge after all.
‘Stop walking,’ he tells her and she stops instantly. ‘You’re at the end.’
She carefully steps off the balance beam and he can definitely see that she is becoming a little more confident. The next obstacle is stepping into some tires. Now he usually likes to do this as fast as possible, but seeing how carefully and well thought through Adelaide is taking these steps, makes his heart nearly melt.
They have reached the sloping wall with a rope on both sides. It’s good that they have seen the entire obstacle course once and they both saw how it works. He keeps thinking about how he would’ve explained this to her.
She grabs the robe and climbs up. When she’s near the top, he lets her know, so she can throw her leg over the edge. As if she’s sitting on a horse on top of the sloping wall, she takes a deep breath.
‘What is it, Adelaide?’ he asks her. ‘You okay?’
‘I’m fine,’ she says, before she grabs the robe and climbs down.
Henry can’t believe this. She is actually nailing this, with a certain grace. He didn’t notice before, but Adelaide’s posture is great, no matter what she does. Never slumping her shoulders and her chin up. He wonders if she has ever done something like ballet or gymnastics, because she certainly knows how to carry herself.
Another thing he desperately needs to figure out.
The monkey bars are next, but from where she is standing and with her height, Adelaide can’t actually reach the bars, even if he jumps. Every time he psychically helps her, it adds fifteen seconds to their time, but with how far they are ahead, he decides to risk it. ‘Okay, Adelaide,’ he tells her, ‘I’m going to lift you up, so you can hold onto the first set of bars, okay?’
‘Okay,’ she says in a tiny voice.
Henry stands behind her and places his hands in her waist. He swallows hard and sure hope that the camera’s aren’t zooming in on his face, because he feels like he is blushing. He easily lifts her up and she holds onto the bars tightly. ‘I’ve got it,’ she tells him and like an actual pro, she grabs the second bar with one hand.
Henry really shouldn’t have underestimated Adelaide Park.
They have four more obstacles to go and he is growing more and more confident that they can win this. He feels so stupid and he definitely shouldn’t think lowly about her ever again. She has to crawl underneath a net, but it’s like a labyrinth. However they work well together. He tells her stop, she stops. He tells her right, she goes right. She is muddy by the end of the labyrinth and after pulling a face, she wipes her hands clean on her sport leggings.
Now she has to do this thing the man called a college boy roll. She has to hold onto the single bars and kick her legs up over the bar and flip around, so her hips meet the bar as she slings her head back. He feels like she can’t do that, so again he lifts her up so she can grab the bars. He guides her through this entire thing, but after she flipped over, she loses her grip on the iron bars.
She lets out a scream, just like she did this morning when the voice over rudely woke her up, but Henry catches her, as if she was a bride to be carried into their room. Adelaide can’t see him, but he sure as hell can see her and from underneath the blindfold, he sees a red blush appear. ‘Thanks,’ she shakily says.
‘Are you okay?’
She simply nods, but he directly notices it again when they continue to walk. Adelaide Park has frozen up and lost much of her confidence.
‘You are doing so well, Adelaide,’ he says in a soothing voice, hoping he can coax her into finishing the obstacle course. ‘We only have two more things to do. You can do this.’
They are still ahead and thankfully Adelaide starts to walk again with him. She somehow manages to nail the next obstacle, by climbing over higher horizontal bars and walk underneath the lower ones.
But the final obstacle was something no one knew about and it’s to swim one bit. When he looks over to the other courses for the other duos, he notices they don’t have to swim. There are different tasks.
‘What is the next one?’ she asks.
‘You have to swim for twenty meters,’ he answers.
‘Wh— What?’ She automatically takes a step back. ‘I can’t do that, Henry. Really, I can’t.’
The fear that slips through her voice, it makes him realize something: all the final obstacles are things that they are afraid of doing. He wonders how the producers know about this, but then he realizes: this is reality tv, they had to do tons of interviews beforehand.
‘Why not?’
A deafening silence for a whole five seconds. ‘I can’t swim.’
This is just mean, he thinks to himself. If they knew that Adelaide couldn’t swim, why would they do this. Fuck, he hates himself for participating.
‘We have to finish this, Adelaide,’ Henry says to her.
‘I’m not going to swim.’
‘I’m going to be there with you,’ he says. ‘And before you bring up the time penalty, it’s every time I psychically help you. So if I don’t let you go, it’s one time.’
And from underneath her blindfold, he sees tears dripping from her cheeks. Oh no, she is really crying, but he wants to win this and he really needs to push through.
‘I can’t do it,’ she says, her voice trembling. ‘I can’t, I’m so sorry.’ She rips off the blindfold, before she tries to take a deep breath, but seems to fail.
‘No, no, no,’ he says, reaching out to Adelaide, grabbing her elbows. ‘Listen to me.’ We need to finish this obstacle course. I have to win at least the first challenge for us to have a decent chance to win this whole competition. ‘You have to breath with me. I’m not going to force you into finishing this course, but I don’t want you to have a panic attack, Adelaide.’ However his words don’t reach her, because her head drops to her chest and he quickly can catch her, bringing her to the ground, holding his hand on the back of her head. ‘Adelaide,’ he says, hoping to get her attention, but with no luck. ‘Can someone come over here?!’
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Who's the Baby?
Author: Horatio Husky
Contains: Sissification, ABDL, Fantasy, Mind-altering
Chapter 1.
Babysitting
Scrolling through his Instagram feed was the only thing that kept Phillip's mind from brooding over the fact that today was probably not going to be as entertaining as his friends who were showing off on social media.
He looked up glumly to see the houses passing by as the car he sat in rumbled along the suburban streets, heading straight towards his aunt's house for a day of babysitting.
His mother had lightly scolded him before they had sat down in the car, chastising him for protesting in helping her sister out even after she said she would pay him well.
Fifty bucks for a whole afternoon of fun with my baby cousin... Hurray... the teenager thought to himself sarcastically, as the car made a left turn onto the street where his aunt lived.
"Oh don't look so grumpy Phil, this is the kind of stuff you can put down as work experience. Taking care of little kids is a more important job than you might think, plus it'll teach you some patience! You're getting paid too so remember to thank Aunt Becky, okay?"
"Yes Mom..." came the tired response as he rolled his eyes, adding a tally to the count of how many times his mother reminded him to thank his aunt. Counting this one, the amount was now at five.
"And don't forget, Penny is still really little so no rough-housing or horseplay, do you understand the young man?"
Yes, Mom!" came a more exasperated reply from Phillip. Of course, he knew not to play roughly with a little girl, he might have been a grumpy teenager from time to time but he was never mean or unfair.
No, Phillip wasn't worried that he wouldn't know how to properly play with a little girl, in fact, he could imagine pretty clearly what games she would probably be interested in playing. He was more concerned over the fact that he would probably be bored out of his mind the entire time.
Thankfully he had slipped some of his advanced math assignments into his backpack, he was sure he'd be able to find a spare hour or two while his cousin preoccupied herself to at least get ahead on a little homework.
As the minivan pulled into his aunt's driveway he groaned internally, seeing the mess of children's toys spread across the front lawn which he knew extended into the house.
His aunt always believed that a child's environment shouldn't be too constricted or organized to allow them to use their creativity to their fullest. Philip just interpreted this as a lame excuse to not have to clean up after Penny's famous 'playtime adventures' she always subjected her babysitters to.
Opening the door and shouldering his backpack, he hopped out of his car and waved at his mom as she pulled out of the driveway, making it pretty obvious that she was not in the mood to interact with her sister either.
Real encouraging Mom... he thought to himself, as he watched his mom wave cheerily back as she slowly accelerated down the street, taking a right and vanishing from his sight.
Mentally preparing himself, he turned around on his heels and walked up to the front door, ringing the doorbell twice.
"PHILLY!" came a muffled scream from behind the door, which he knew belonged to his baby cousin. She was six years old now, but everyone still referred to her as the baby cousin of the family, as she was the youngest.
He heard the doorknob jiggle as the door sprung open and Penny looked up at him with a wide smile across her face, leaning back she yelled into the house.
"Mommy Philly is here! Philly is here!"
"Come on in Phillip! I'm baking cookies!
Penny grabbed his hand, practically pulling him inside of the house as she leaned over and pulled the door shut with more a little more force than was probably necessary. Feeling grateful that at least her hand wasn't sticky, Phil allowed himself to be pulled along down the hallway and into the kitchen.
His aunt Becky greeted him with a smile that went up to her eyes, looked up from the tray of cookies she was just pulling out of the oven.
"Hi there sweetie, come here and try one while they're still hot and gooey!"
Phillip couldn't help but smile, sure his aunt was a little be eccentric compared to his own family but she did now how to make somebody's day. He and Penny walked over, Phil grabbing a cookie gingerly and blowing on it before taking a small bite.
Delicious, as always. Aunt Becky beamed as she saw her nephew enjoying her baking, clucking her tongue with amusement as she walked over to the dough she was kneading.
"As your grandma always said, the best way to get to a man's heart is through his stomach. Why don't you two grab an extra cookie and mosey on over to the living room, hmm?"
Philip did not need to be prodded twice, eagerly he snatched up another cookie before finishing his first one and walked over to the living room, unshouldering his backpack and letting it drop softly onto the ground.
Becky followed suit, plopping herself down right next to him on the couch as he rummaged through his backpack, having placed the cookies in his mouth to free both of his hands.
Having yet to master the concept of personal space, at least according to Philip, his cousin scooched over on the couch until she was practically pressing up against him, looking curious as to what he was going to bring out of his backpack.
"Oh oh! Did you bring any toys? Or coloring books? Or movies? What's in the bag, Philly?"
Feeling slightly annoyed at his cousin's incessant questions, he responded with a dry, "Nope, homework!"
A thick, red colored textbook labeled, "Calculus Based Physics for the Advanced" along with a calculator, a few pencils, and an eraser tumbled out of his backpack.
Penny wore an almost sour expression, and her nose turned up slightly as she exclaimed, "Ewwww, you brought homework? That's like, the opposite of fun."
Phillip rolled his eyes, he obviously could not expect his baby cousin to understand his love with problem-solving and his enjoyment of mathematics. Still, he rolled his eyes at her disgust.
"Math can be fun Penny, it is fun for me because I've become pretty good at it."
A half grin formed on his face as suddenly he opened the book to a random page, swiftly shoving it towards Penny's face and exclaiming, "Ooohhhh scary math book!"
She screamed in response, tumbling off of the couch with a giddy smile on her face as she ran away from him and out of the living room, presumably to take refuge in her room.
Phillip rolled his eyes once more and took a sizable bite out of one of the cookies as he opened his notebook up, his mind already returning to the problem that he had last been trying to work through.
Just as he felt he had just figured out an effective strategy, he felt something impact the back of the couch and his vision was filled with pink fur.
"Bunny says hello Philly!"
Annoyed, Phillip pulled the large, pink bunny stuffie that his cousin had draped over his head off of him, looking over at her sideways to indicate that he was not amused with her distractions.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to express his perturbance, Aunt Becky bustled into the room with her coat on and a handbag slung over her shoulder.
"Alright darlings! I'm going to be heading out to run a few errands and to see some friends, I'll see you all later this evening! Behave now!"
With that, she walked out of the house and closed the door behind her with a soft click.
Penny turned her eyes over to Phillip, the sparkle in them practically shining out of them as she exclaimed.
"Let's play pretend!"
Phillip shook his head, nodding towards the unsolved math problems he still had to complete.
"I need to get these done, I want to get ahead on my homework this week."
"Pleeeeeeaaaaase? Pretty pretty pleeeaaaase?"
Her bottom lip quivered, and for a second Phillip was concerned that she would actually start crying. That is until he remembered that she seemed to have developed a special talent for crocodile tears.
"No, Penny. I need to work, go find something to play with by yourself."
"Aww come on! You're no fun! I'll tell your Mom that you didn't give me any attention at all if you don't play with me!"
Phillip realized that maybe his little cousin was a little bit more advanced than he imagined, for he did not want Penny to complain to his Mom about how bad a job he did. After all, he did promise that he would look after Penny.
Moving slowly and lethargically, as to indicate that he was not doing this willingly and only because she would not stop nagging, he put away his maths homework while Penny jumped up and down excitedly.
"Fine, we can play a little bit but only for a little bit, I do need to finish this homework today. Does that sound fair?"
"Okay! Okay! That sounds good to me! Let's play house! Let's play house!"
At this she jumped off the back of the couch and started running around it in circles, skipping from foot to foot as she began to sing excitedly.
"I'm gonna be the babysitter! And you're gonna be the babysat!"
Phil rolled his eyes, of course his baby cousin would choose the least fun option for him. He had a feeling that most people his age, even those who despised math, would choose it over a game like this. Then again, he did have a pretty big bias.
"Fine, I'll be the baby. But only for a little bit, understand?"
Penny seemed to not register his indignation as she dashed out of the living room, yelling behind her.
"I'll grab all the props! You sit tight baby!"
I can't believe I actually agreed to do this... I have to pretend to be a baby to a six-year-old? This sure isn't something I'm going to be sharing at lunch tomorrow...
He sat on the couch glibly, resting his chin on his hand as he waited for her to come back. Within a minute he heard her footsteps coming back down the hallway, and saw that she held in her arms an overwhelming amount of pink, frilly clothes and other accessories.
Phil watched as she practically collapsed onto the soft carpeting in front of the couch, dropping all of the things she had gathered onto the floor.
With his eyebrow raised, he saw Penny resurface from the pile of play clothes and baby props she had gotten, and pull out a pink dress with white ruffles on the shoulders and around the waist that looked to be just around her size.
Phil noted the skirt was covered with frills and pink ruffles, almost to a ridiculous extent. He wondered where his aunt had even found such a thing, perhaps at a costume store or purchased online for a Halloween costume.
Before he had an opportunity to further ruminate as to where his cousin had gotten so many things, Penny exclaimed.
"You're the baby girl, put this dress on!"
Phil's eyes widened as he realized what his cousin was expecting, he had thought at least he was going to be a baby boy. He had expected to be wearing baby blues and greens, not pinks and purples.
"No."
"Pleeeeeease!"
"I said no."
"Aw come on, let's play pretend! I'll let you do all the homework you want after we're done!"
Stealing himself and glancing at the window as if somebody might be there, peering in on them, he rolled his eyes and nodded as Penny squealed with glee.
She scampered over to him, dress still in hand and pulled him up to his feet.
"We're going to pretend this dress fits perfectly on you, so come here so I can put it on you!"
Reluctantly, Phil kneeled down and bent his head forward so that she might pull the dress over his head. As she did so he pulled his arms upwards, pushing them through the holes in the sleeves and his head through the collar.
Penny tugged, and pulled the dress all the way down until he had put the whole thing on completely. Phil looked down on himself, noting that the frilly skirt went down just above his knees. The short, puffy sleeves stopped just past his shoulders.
He grimaced, wondering what he would look like in front of a mirror.
As if she had read his mind, Penny ran over to the corner of the living room where he saw a bunch of big colorful boxes containing her toys were placed. Opening the lid of one of the boxes, Penny lifted out a large, stand-alone mirror just around her height.
She placed it gently on the ground and wheeled it over to Phil, who when he saw himself standing there, dressed in a well-fitting dress. He could not help himself, he blushed bright red causing Penny to squeal with delight.
"Philly baby looks super cute! She must love her dress to have such wosey cheeks, huh wittle baby?"
His blush only furthered at her baby talk, realizing that he was growing quite embarrassed from the spectacle.
"Yeah yeah yeah I look adorable, okay what's next let's keep this moving."
Without warning, Penny walked up to him from behind the mirror and jumped up, popping something into his mouth.
The small pacifier he had seen tumble out of his bundle of props had now been lodged in his mouth, the bulb practically filling it entirely and making it very difficult for him to speak.
He tried to pull it out, noting the pink guard and the sparkles that it had been covered with as Penny exclaimed.
"Ah ah ah! Fussy babies get pacis! And you were being a very fussy baby girl!"
Phil suckled on the bulb a few times, feeling rather sheepish at having been told off by a six-year-old like he was the baby cousin in the family.
He shook his head, whatever, he thought to himself, as long as this speeds up play time...
Chapter 2. Tea Party
Phillip looked down at the frills and ruffles that now surrounded his waist and legs, it almost seemed as if the color pink seemed even more intense and girlish now that he was wearing it.
Whatever... let's just get this all over with... suckling on the pacifier, he stood in front of the couch and watched Penny continue digging through the pile of props she had brought.
"Found it!"
Resurfacing from the pile, Penny proudly held up a pink, loudly crinkling baby diaper decorated with patterns of rainbow ponies, princesses dressed in similar clothes to Philip waving magical wands, and castles waving cheerfully colored flags.
"I used to wear these when I was a baby! But now you're a baby and babies need to wear diapers because they're not potty trained! Now we're going to pretend, come over and lay down so that I can change you into your big diapers now baby girl!"
Where did she even find that thing? Hmmm, knowing Aunt Becky she probably saved a few for sentimental purposes.
He looked around, noting the vast amount of knick knacks and various other useless items that seemed to decorate the entire house. It made sense to him that her aunt would have kept a few spare diapers for sentimental purposes.
He sighed, laying himself down and allowing her cousin to place him into the diaper, unfolding it and taping it onto him. It took a few attempts to do so, as her fingers kept getting stuck on the tapes.
Every time she got stuck she giggled loudly, which only made the diapering process even longer as Philip found himself covering his face in shame, the pacifier still firmly lodged in his mouth and getting suckled on as he tried to not think about what was happening.
After a minute, she patted his diapered behind affectionately.
"All diapered up baby girl! Now you can make all the tinkles and stinkies you want and it'll stay in your diapers for your babysitter to change!"
Philip gathered himself to his feet again, feeling the thick padding between his thighs driving his legs apart several inches. The diaper hugged his waist firmly, its thickness and apparently absorbency not lost on Philip as he couldn't help but marvel just how well the diaper fit him.
"It's a good thing that I have diapers in your size too! You seem like a baby that probably makes extra big messes too!"
She stifled a giggle behind her palm as Philip's face reddened once again. He clasped his hands nervously in front of him, feeling grateful that the dress at least seemed to cover the diaper well, although his extra padded behind was a little bit more distinct outlined than it had been previously.
Penny began to skip and dance around him, singing in her sing-song tone of hers.
"Philly is a baaaby! Philly is a baaaby! Philly is a baaaby and we all faaall down!"
With that, she flounced down onto the pile of clothes backwards, falling into a fit of giggles. Philip found himself sitting on his butt, the pink, girlish diapers helping to cushion his fall as he realized he must have fallen down at the same time as her.
I didn't... why did I... but I didn't...
He felt utterly confused, it was almost as if he had instinctively obeyed Penny when she had exclaimed that they would all fall down, but he did not even consider falling down. He had simply done as she had commanded.
Before he had further time to ruminate, Penny jumped up once more and exclaimed happily.
"Okay baby girl, it's play time!"
Grabbing him by the hand, she led him over into her room. Phillipy found that his ability to walk was now significantly hindered, and he was forced to waddle awkwardly the entire way over to her doorway.
"Awww, wittle baby's learning how to toddle! What a good little baby girl!"
Penny cooed loudly, gently squeezing his hand as she grinned up at him, the gaps in her teeth where she had lost her baby teeth proudly displayed.
where he found that several stuffed animals, chairs, and a toy tea set had been set up and was waiting for them when they walked in.
"I already set everything up, you can take a seat next to Mr. Monkey!"
A large stuffed monkey sat closest to the door, leaning slightly to his side with a large, happy expression sewed across his face.
An elephant, giraffe, alien, and a pink bunny were also seated around the table, each propped up in plastic chairs and leaning slightly to one side or another.
Crinkling loudly, Philip maneuvered himself over to the table and sat down, looking around at the other guests at the table and then examining the tea cups and set in front of him.
"It's tea time everyone! And we have a very special guest today, a little baby girl that I'm babysitting named Philly!"
Phillip looked around, and saw that all of the stuffed animals had straightened themselves up now. While their facial expressions had not changed from the blank or happy faces they had displayed previously, they seemed to actually look at him alertly.
As Penny sat herself down, they accompanied and copied her movement as she reached for a cup of tea and brought it to her lips, slurping loudly.
The stuffed animals grasped their cups in turn, bringing them to their nonexistent lips and tipping the cups backwards as if pouring the tea into their mouths.
Philip reached over to do the same, but he must have moved to hastily or misjudged the distance. He grasped over the cup, but his fingers clumsily moved over it, tipping it over to its side and spilling the tea all over the table cloth.
"Oh no! Baby made a biiiiig mess! Silly me for thinking that a little baby girl like you can sip tea from a cup like a big girl like me! Let me get the big baby a baba to dwink fwom!"
Delving into her baby talk towards the end of her sentence, the little girl jumped up from her seat and dashed out of the room, quickly returning with a plastic baby bottle toy that was colored white, indicating that it was full of milk.
"Open wide baby! We gotta get all the num-nums into your tum-tums!"
Before he had a chance to protest, Penny pulled the large pacifier from his mouth and forcefully inserted the nipple of the bottle into his mouth.
Without even thinking, he began to suckle earnestly from the bottle, letting the sweet, warm milk trickle into his mouth for him to swallow.
His cheeks burned with blush, and he found it difficult to put together the thoughts or words to protest. He knew something about this did not feel right, but he just could not finger out why. It was as if every time he tried to think about it some pleasant, stifling cloud floated over his mind.
He felt as if his thoughts were dampened, and it was just so much easier to listen to his babysitter and drink from the bottle, just like the good little baby girl that he knew she wanted him to be.
He continued to drink for several minutes, feeling the contents of the bottle filling the inside of his tummy causing him to feel warm and soft.
Penny stood patiently holding the bottle to his lips, and she continued to coo and gush over him praising him for being such a helpless little thing and a very good girl for being so hungry for her baba.
His cheeks began to feel sore from his blushing, and he was just beginning to think that his insides might burst from the effort when at last the bottle was finished.
"Good girl! Now it's time to burp the baby!"
Grabbing his arm gently she pulled him forward, resting his chest against her shoulder as she began to pat his back firmly.
When after a few pats he let out a loud belch, his eyes widened in surprise. He had not expected for the pats to actually work, and the redness returned to his cheeks as a single coherent thought managed to bubble itself to the surface of his consciousness.
My baby cousin just burped me like a newborn infant...
"There, aaall better! Doesn't that feel better, baby girl?"
Gently pushing him back into his previous sitting position, she grabbed his arm once again and pulled him to his feet.
"Now it's time to play with toys! Oh oh, let's play with some dollies and blocks! I'll try and teach the baby how to spell her pretty name!"
With no choice other than to follow, and his head still feeling foggy, he was dragged by her over to the corner of her room next to her bed, where a toy chest sat practically overflowing with toys.
Kneeling next to the large chest, she began to rummage through the large container.
"Sit, baby!"
She commanded, and immediately Phillip flopped down onto his seat, waiting patiently for her as she began to take out toys. Dolls, styrofoam blocks, several large building blocks, a stacking ring set, and a few jingly toys that were obviously intended for a child much younger than her.
"Oh these are just perfect for you! We've got plenty of baby toys for little girls like you to play with!"
The burning in his cheeks did not subside as he suckled on his pacifier nervously, eyeing the various playtime toys she had brought out and already finding himself tempted to pick some of them up.
He was not sure why he felt as if something was wrong, should he not be excited to be getting to play with his babysitter?
He shook his head once more, a frown forming on his face as he knitted his brows. Was he not supposed to be the one that was babysitting? Did he not have homework to do?
Just as he was trying to remember what kind of homework he was supposed to be doing, Penny reached over and handed him one of the stacking ring sets.
"Here you go baby girl, try and put it back together again!"
She proceeded to unstack the rings, placing them gently on the carpeting around the spire as she chittered to him cheerfully, encouraging him to put them back together again.
He looked down, picking up some of the rings and appreciating their bright colors, marveling at how incredibly appetizing they looked.
He wondered why he had such a temptation to put them in his mouth, and before he realized it he heard a soft click as it bumped against his pacifier ring.
"Silly! Those aren't for eating! Aww, is the baby teething?"
Penny teased, reaching over to grab some blocks and arranging them in front of him, as if to spell something out.
He gazed at the letters, wondering what they were spelling out as the lines and shapes meant nothing to him.
Did he not know how to read? No, he thought dumbly as he picked up some of the blocks, stacking them on top of each other. Little baby girls do not know how to read yet, do they?
The sudden barrage of thoughts seemed to be too much for his head, for he opened his mouth and his pacifier almost fell out of his mouth.
Penny piped up, cooing over him as she spoke to him in an almost sing-song voice.
"Awww, is the wittle baby tiwed? Does somebawdy need a naaap?"
A feeling of indignation feeled the teenager's mind, and he instinctively crossed his arms, puffing his cheeks out and shaking his head, a frown forming on his face.
"Wooks wike the wittle baby is fussy! Probably in big need of a nap, let's give the baby girl her bottle first though!"
Jumping up, Penny ran out of the room leaving Phil's cheeks to blush as he realized that he was going to be bottlefed by a six year old.
Still, he had a hard time figuring out why such a thing would be so embarassing, after all he was just a baby girl and Penny was his babysitter.
Or... is it the other way around?
Running back into the room, a toy baby bottle firmly grasped in her land, she grabbed the oversized-looking baby and lead him over to a part of her room occupied by several large, friendly looking stuffed animals.
"Sit down here sweetie while Penny-wenny gives you your baba before you go ni-ni!"
With that childish sentence complete, she pointed down onto the ground, where Phillip found himself immediately and obediently sitting down upon, moving in unison Penny gently guided his head into her waiting lap.
Once comfortable lounging in the 6 year old's lap, Penny promptly popped out his pacifier and unceremoniously shoved the nipple of the practically dripping bottle into his mouth.
The formula tasted slightly bitter, and he had concentrated to keep himself from choking as he gulped down swallow after swallow.
While he drank, Penny petted his hair affectionately, commenting on what a good little baby girl she had and how well she was eating up her din-din.
As per usual, his cheeks were a fiery red as his mind searched further for a reason why he should not be in this situation.
At last the bottle was emptied, and before he could realize what was happening he let out a large belch, just as the nipple of the bottle was released from his lips.
"Good girls! Making burpies for her sitter!"
Penny praised with delight, as she set the bottle aside and stood up, beckoning for Philip to do the same.
Moving as if his body were no longer under control, he watched as she lead him over to a makeshift crib she had fashioned out of her bed, lining the edge of her bed with various toys and stuffed animals to attempt to simulate a crib.
"Now it's time to put the little baby to bed, ni-ni sweetie!"
She lowered the bars of the crib, pointing inside to instruct him to crawl inside. Whining, his cheeks still burning he did so, laying his head down onto a pillow.
"Don't forget your binky little one, sweet dreams!"
Almost reflexively, Philip began to suckle on the pacifier as the bars of the crib were raised. He felt a sudden fatigue washing over him, as if the playtime and everything they had done together leading up to this point had actually tired him out.
He brought the blanket closer to his chin, snuggling down onto the mattress as he faded into sleep. He mumbled something into the pacifier, something along the lines of not feeling tired at all.
Penny giggled, skipping out of the room before turning around, and quietly closing the door behind her.
Right before she shut it, she whispered, "Goodnight sweetie, thanks for playing!" before shutting the door with a click.
Epilogue
Philip blearily opened his eyes. What met his gaze was the sight of the girlish bedroom that he had been playing in just a few hours before.
He blinked a few times, readjusting his vision as the room came into focus once again. He looked around the room in slight confusion.
Wasn't he supposed to be doing something with Penny?
He frowned, suckling on the pacifier bulb still lodged in his mouth as his diaper crinkled loudly as he sat up in bed.
Baby... babysitting?
He looked down, seeing the frilly pink dress and feeling the thick, cushioning feeling of the diaper resting beneath his bottom.
A yawn escaped him, causing his pacifier to drop onto his lap as he rubbed his eyes, feeling as though he were still somehow asleep.
The door opened, and suddenly the sound of his mother talking to his aunt could be heard coming from the doorway.
"Oh yes, I know Philip can be quite the handful sometimes. But you know, what can you do about kids these days."
Before he was able to react properly, the door opened and Penny burst through the door.
"Oh! You're awake baby, your Mommy is here to pick you up from babysitting! You're going home now!"
Before he had finished processing the information, the door opened wider and his mother stood in the doorway, shaking her head side to side with a broad smile on her face.
"Well, well, well it looks like a certain little princess just woke up from her nap! I wonder what kind of mischief Penny is going to tell me that you got up to today, huh missy?"
She strode forward and popped the pacifier that had fallen into his frilly lap back into his mouth, gently stroking his hair as she tut-tutted over him.
"My goodness you really must have been a tired little girl, huh? Are you ready to go home now after Penny did such a good job babysitting for me?"
Philip was unable to respond, something told him that his mother usually did not talk to him in such a manner.
As pleasant as it felt to be doted over as much as she was doing, it almost felt like he might be a little too old for this kind of treatment.
Feeling confused, tired, and the slight urge to pee. He was about to open his mouth to respond when a sudden warmth began to grow on the front of his diaper.
He looked down, his cheeks reddening suddenly as he realized that he was now wetting uncontrollably into the front of his diaper.
Penny giggled, pointing with her finger as her other hand covered her mouth as she exclaimed.
"Look! Philly's had a wittle accident in her diaper!"
Upon the conclusion of this statement, Philip felt almost as if he were about to cry. It truly had been an accident, he had noticed a slight twinge in his bladder upon waking up but nothing prepared him for the fact that he apparently had lost complete control.
As the front of his diaper swelled to a larger, more pronounced size and the color of the rainbow ponies turned into a more yellowish tinge.
Reaching over his mother gently felt the front of his now exposed padding, gently squishing it with her fingers before placing a finger inside the lining of the front of his diaper and checking the inside for wetness.
"I think my little princess really soaked this one! Here sweetie, let's take you home and get you changed into a fresh diaper. I've already got all your stuff in the car. Hop up sweetie!"
With surprising strength his mother scooped him up into her arms, placing a protective yet firm hand underneath his bottom as she lifted him up.
Helpless to stop her, the poor sissified baby could only look behind his mother's shoulder back at Penny, who wore a particularly proud expression.
She beamed at him, waving with both hands and yelling.
"Bye bye baby girl! See you later!"
His mother stepped out of the door of his aunt's house and headed towards the car, humming under her breath as she opened the sliding door to his van.
"There we are, now let's buckle you up into your kiddy seat."
Looking behind him Phil saw to his confusion that a large baby seat with a particularly robust looking harness was now installed, the straps open and waiting for somebody to be placed inside.
With a crinkle and a slight squelching noise, his bottom was deposited into the waiting seat. Pulling the straps over his limbs, the buckles clicking into place giving him a strong sense of security.
Still feeling confused, embarrassed, and slightly sleepy the poor oversized baby could only suckle on his pacifier helplessly as he watched his mom walk up to the driver's seat.
He blinked his eyes slowly, everything was beginning to feel too complicated and confusing to him. He yawned once again, without even realizing it wetting a little bit more into the front of his diapers as his eyelids grew heavy.
He had a feeling that something still wasn't all that right, but with the comfort of the harness keeping him in place as his Mommy peeled out of the driveway, he had a feeling that everything would be alright.
Just before he fell asleep once again, his mother spoke softly to him, as if attempting to further lull him into a sense of security.
"Now I know you get all fussy when your diaper gets soggy and you don't get changes for a bit princess, but I promise that once we get home I'll run you a nice, warm bath and make you a baba, okay sweetie?"
Philip wanted to respond, but that would have required taking the pacifier out of his mouth. That was something that he really did not want to do.
The sissy baby simply let out a sigh of acknowledgement, and snuggled down deeper into his harnessed seat. A nap sounded just about perfect right now.
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Ichimatsu - A Winter Carnival
𝘍𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳!𝘐𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
DISCLAIMER: Our reader is not in a relationship, she is just the child of Ichimatsu. There is no romantic relationship between these characters and others.
"Papa!" you called from the front door, your small hands struggling to pull on your shoes. Footsteps sounded behind you, and you heard a soft chuckle.
"Papa, my shoes won't get on!" you cried, cheeks puffed as you pouted. You felt his large hands lift you up from the floor, standing you upright and taking your shoes from you, kneeling down.
"You've got them on the wrong feet, kitten," Ichimatsu laughed, guiding your tiny feet into your boots. You pouted, muttering about how shoes didn't make sense. After securing your shoes, he adjusted your coat and scarf, making sure you were nice and snug in your warm clothing before heading out into the winter air.
The front door slid open, a similar looking face peeking through the doorway.
"Are you guys ready yet?" Karamatsu called, smiling softly down at his niece. A bright smile broke out onto your face at the sight of him, quickly running over into his arms.
"Karama-chan!" You squealed as he lifted you up, resting you onto his hip. Ichimatsu frowned slightly at the attention you had given his shitty brother instead of him, but refrained from saying anything.
"Yeah, we're coming.." he grunted, standing up and following his brother out the door. His other siblings stood in a small group, attempting to warm themselves against the chilly air. Spotting you both, they all broke out into smiles.
"Little [Y/N]!" Todomatsu cooed, taking multiple pictures of you. Osomatsu came over and patted your head with a grin.
"Are you ready for the best time with your favourite uncle?" He teased, earning a jab in the ribs from Choromatsu. Jyushimatsu took you from Karamatsu's arms and places you onto his broad shoulders, securely holding your small frame in place before lightly jogging around, his contagious laughter filling the air.
Ichimatsu watched on with a small smile before shuffling along with his brothers, muttering to Jyushimatsu to "be careful."
With the extra height you were given, you could make out the faint lights of the carnival a few roads down, eagerly exclaiming to the sextuplets about it.
"That time of the year already, huh?" Osomatsu mused, walking alongside Ichimatsu and Karamatsu, whilst the other three stayed close to you. "The winter carnival is back again."
"Time has flown fast indeed, burazza," Karamatsu agreed. "It seems that [Y/N] is also growing up quite fast. As expected of Ichimatsu's fatherhood!" He pointed with a flourish to his brother, who only rolled his eyes.
"We all know I have no idea what I'm doing," he watched you carefully. "It's all thanks to mom. She's better at this than any of us could be, seeing as she raised six of us."
"Man!" Osomatsu cried out. "I still can't believe you've got a kid first! This is totally unfair.. I'm the eldest, dammit!"
The air around then grew slightly chillier, a cold breeze wafting by the small group. Ichimatsu's hands dug deeper into his coat pockets, his head hanging lower. The elder two glanced at each other before sighing.
"...Are you gonna visit again today?" Karamatsu asked cautiously, his hands unsure of wether they should pat his younger brother or keep them to himself. The silence was stifling, even if it was brief.
"...Yeah..." Ichimatsu finally answered. "But afterwards. I don't wanna ruin the mood." Your bright laughter carried over to him. "Maybe I'll leave [Y/N] with you guys while I go..."
"Let's all go together."
Both heads snapped towards Osomatsu, who had his hands casually folded behind his head.
"I mean, why not? It's been a while since the rest of us have been, anyway. Might as well go while we have the chance."
There were only a handful of times when their shitty eldest would speak something sensible, and every time, it would leave whoever had heard him in shock.
Ichimatsu was the first to snap out of it, huffing out a smile as he glanced from you to the full moon above him.
"Do whatever you want."
»»----- ♔ -----««
"Papa! We're here, we're here!" You yelled excitedly over all the chatter, your legs kicking about as Jyushimatsu placed you down on the ground. You quickly ran over to your father, hooking your smaller hand into his larger one.
Soft fairy lights were strung around the carnival area, leaving a dim glow over each stall and pathway. Decorations of snowflakes and angels glittered from above, filling your eyes with fragments of light. Few piles of snow were scattered along the ground from previous snowfall, adding a sort of mystical touch that you loved.
It was already bustling with crowds of people, flitting from stall to stall like moths to a flame, eager to take a look at what had been brought this year, excited murmurs drifting through the air.
"Can we get the candy apples again? Please please please?" You pointed at the stall, the enticing scent of caramel and sweet apples luring you in.
"Only if we share it," he replied, allowing you to tug him over to the stall.
"I want some too!" Jyushimatsu joined in, bouncing alongside you. You giggled as the others also chimed in, seeing your dad's brow twitch.
The candy was placed into your hands, the weight of the apple making the stick wobble in your hands.
"Don't drop it now," Ichimatsu warned. He swiftly placed his hands over your own, guiding the apple into your mouth. You could only take a few small bites though, with most of the caramel smearing onto your lips and cheeks.
"Aww, that was so cute!" Todomatsu squealed, already taking a wipe and gently smoothing it over your face and hands. You squirmed at the sensation, giggles spluttering from your lips at the ticklish feeling. Choromatsu bent down next to you.
"Do you wanna try catching some goldfish?" He gestures to the next stall. "It's really easy. I can teach you!"
You nodded instantly, already running ahead at the mention of the golden fishes. You peered into the tub, awing at the clusters of shimmering fishes glistening in the stall's lamp light, the water enlarging their size.
"Papa, I really want one!" You bit your lip, eyes widening into what they called your 'kitten eyes,' hoping Ichimatsu would give in. It seemed all too easy as the man blocked his eyes after a moment.
"Only if you catch one. Then you can keep it, okay?" He watched as Choromatsu taught you how to guide the fish gently into the net, muttering soft words of encouragement after you failed the first few times. Eventually, though, you were able to successfully catch one, shouting happily as your fish was placed into its water filled bag.
"Well done, [Y/N]!" Choromatsu patted your head as a reward, allowing you to run over to your father and jump into his arms.
"Did you see me, Papa?!" Your arms waves around in exaggeration as you explained in oh-so-much detail how you caught the goldfish. Ichimatsu placed a chaste kiss on your forehead.
"I saw. I'm really proud of you, kitten."
His heart warmed at the sight of your joy, knowing that his daughter was as happy as she could be. The others watched from the side, identical smiles on their faces as they watched their brother be the father he truly could be.
You all spent a good few hours at the festival. Whether it was enjoying the tasty delicacies and sweets from almost every stall — thanks to Osomatsu and Jyushimatsu's cravings — or when you had all bought your own masks delicately painted to look like youkai from urban Japanese legends, you all had fun all the same.
However, being the young child you were, you didn't have the energy to keep going for much longer. You rubbed your eyes as you yawned heavily, clutching onto Ichimatsu's clothing as you started to sway a little. Noticing this, Ichimatsu knelt down in front of you.
"Tired?" He asked, moving your hands away. You shook your head, adamant on staying awake.
"I wanna stay longer! I wanna play more..." you yawned, "...more games with you and everyone!"
"I think we should head back home, [Y/N]." Ichimatsu was not deterred by your pouting, although he felt a jolt of pain as your eyes started welling up with tears.
"But I don't wanna..!"
"Is your Papa being mean again?" Osomatsu wandered over, picking you up and holding you. "Seriously, Ichimatsu. Stop making the kid cry!" There was teasing glint in his eye as he made sure your head was buried into his shoudker before winking at his brother.
"C'mon, little [Y/N], cheer up! Osoma-chan is here to rescue you!"
Ichimatsu sighed, walking away from the group for a moment to slip to another stall. He eyed the large displays of flowers and bouquets, before settling onto a tall bunch of purple hyacinths and soft pink camelias, all fully bloomed and vibrant.
"Can I help you, sir?" The florist beamed. Ichimatsu pointed towards the flowers he had seen, watching idly as the woman picked them up and began wrapping them in a nice bouquet, complete with a purple bow.
"Have a nice evening!" She had called out as he made his way back, surprised to see that Choromatsu was holding his sleeping daughter against his chest.
"Ah, you're back, burazza!" Karamatsu oatyed his shoulder. He eyed the flowers for a moment before grinning softly. "It seems [Y/N] has fallen asleep whilst you were gone. Perhaps we should hurry to our next destination?"
Ichimatsu only nodded, his grip on the flowers tightening slightly as he began leading the group down a different path home. Only, they weren't heading home.
The journey was mostly silent, with each brother either making quiet conversation with one another, or simply admiring the night sky. Your sleeping form was passed between the six, each one carefully cradling you until someone else offered to hold you, eventually settling into Ichimatsu's free arm. You grumbled, burying your face deeper into the crook of his neck.
A stone arch came into view, a set of iron gates still open. Ichimatsu held no hesitation as he walked through, his brothers falling silent behind him. A small cat scurried over to him, winding itself gently around his legs before trotting ahead, glancing back as it waited for the group to catch up.
They passed rows of tall gravestones, intricately decorated with Japanese writings and fresh flowers, before stopping at a certain one. The cat had laid itself down beside it, curling up comfortably after nudging it's head lovingly over the stone.
A familiar name was engraved onto the stone; a name that the Matsuno family would never forget. A flash of memory ran through Ichimatsu's mind as he took a deep breath. It never got easier, not matter how many times he came by.
He placed the bunch of flowers onto the flat platform before kneeling down, making sure you were comfortable before speaking softly.
"It's me again... And I've brought [Y/N], too."
A breeze swept by. He swore it was warmer than before.
"My shitty brothers tagged along, too. Sorry about them."
"Hey!" A few exclaimed, although there was no anger behind it.
Ichimatsu continued his conversation in silence, all his thoughts, happy or worrying, coming to the forefront of his mind. He snapped out of it briefly when he felt you shuffle in his arms.
You raised your head, drowsily rubbing your eyes again as you glanced around, your shimmering gaze finally settling on the grave in front of you. A tired smile broke out onto your lips.
"Mama..." you mumbled. Your eyes still felt heavy as you reached out, fingers barely brushing over the stone. "I love you, mama..."
You fell back to sleep, leaving the others in silence once more. They all gazed at you with adoration, exchanging smiled with one another as Ichimatsu stood up.
He muttered something under his breath before turning, his head low as he made his way back to the entrance, his grip on you a little tighter than before.
He had lost his wife too soon. But, he had been left with you, the most precious gift he could ever ask for. At least you had her eyes, he had always thought, big and bright, full of wonder. He couldn't lose you, too. He would care for you with all the love he had in him.
The warm breeze swept by again, rustling through your hair and wafting over Ichimatsu's face. It carried a whisper of a voice that made him pause.
'I love you, too.'
#osomatsu san#ichimatsu matsuno#father!ichimatsu#daddy!ichimatsu#father!matsu#child!reader#winter carnivals#winter#fluffy#family bonding#sibling bonding#sibling rivalry lol#minor character death#hes trying his best#his brothers r good uncles okay
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Unexpected Karaoke
Word count: ~4,000
Warnings: none
Pairings: Oc x Cannon (lite)
Flash fanfic
**Note: at this point in time, none of team Flash know what Estrata’s real name is. Estrata = Emily. Also, Emily is my personal character. I just like to stick her in places 😅 Enjoy!! 🥔 🎨
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Two weeks, only about two weeks had passed since the enlightenment was halted and Harrison was given his basic mind back. While he wasn’t the easiest person to deal with he cared deeply for the Team Flash of Earth 1, it just happened to be buried under layers of grump and grief and worry. It was so buried in fact, Emily couldn’t really believe she had taken a liking to him. Everyone was devastated when they heard what was happening to his mind because of the thinking cap, and everyone was equally ecstatic when Marlize was able to restore it, but Emily underestimated how much it affected her. Which is probably how she found herself in this predicament.
The last time Jessie had payed Earth 1 a visit, Emily gave her a subspace communication relay in order to contact the Lab on Earth 1 easier. It was able to link up to the coms to both her personal headset and the coms in the cortex, something she discovered was possible by accident when Thawn was masquerading as Dr. Wells. With this new avenue opened, they were able to keep tabs on the reconstruction of Earth 2 after Zoom and Jessie could ask Barry questions if needed without breaching. It also meant Emily could call Jessie and vice versa whenever the opportunity struck them, and the opportunity that presented itself to Emily had her debating wether or not to call.
Secluding herself in her accommodation room, she paced around. The constant mental back and forth had caused her heart rate to increase due to self imposed stress and indecision. It would be totally understandable to call and ask how he’s doing, given what he went through recently, she told herself. Besides, I’m sure the rest of the team would like a status update. We all got attached to him after all, I could even ask how the reconstruction was going, or how Jessie is doing. I’m sure it’s been hard on her too. She paused, turned on her heels, and reversed the circle she was walking in. No, no, I don’t want to bother her. I’m sure she’s busy with her own responsibilities. I don’t want to come off as clingy either, she contradicted herself. But I’m sure he’ll appreciate the fact we’re all thinking about him and checking in to see how he’s doing, she said reversing the circle again. Ugh, but what if.....what if the constant checks are irritating to him? It’s only been 11 days and he’s gotten 5 check in calls already. Then again, some of those check ins were about the reconstruction and Jessie, he just happened to be in the background. She smiled remembering one call where he managed to push Jessie out of frame a took it over, and another where he claimed to have borrowed the relay just to say hi. I’ll have to build him his own, that way Jessie won’t have to share, or at the very least have it stolen again. Yes, I think I’ll do that.
Having made up her mind and deciding not to call, she headed toward Cisco’s lab to see if she could find equivalent parts to the relay she already made for Jessie. She hadn’t even made it two steps toward the door when her earpiece chimed. Calling up the accompanying hud screen she was surprised to see Jessie calling. “Oh, Jessie hey! Believe it or not I was debating on if I should call you or not. What a coincidence.”
“Yeah, how ‘bout that,” Jessie replied with a smile. “I was just calling to see how things were going there. Anything exciting?”
“No, not really. Just, you know, meeting Barry and Iris’ daughter. Their future daughter.”
“Wait, what??” Jessie near yelled. “Future daughter? How??”
“Turns out she’s a little speedster herself,” Emily replied with a shrug.
“Wha— well actually that doesn’t surprise me, honestly.” They both laughed in unison before Emily paused. “Well, since you’re already on call,” she started, “how’s your dad? Is he still improving?”
“Uhhh, yeah,” Jessie replied looking around what looked like the living room behind her. “Yeah, he’s starting to be his old brainy self again.”
“Jessie? Is that you? Who are you talking to?” Emily heard a voice echo from somewhere behind the girl. “Yeah, it’s just me,” Jessie responded yelling off screen. “It’s Estrata, she was wondering how you were doing.”
“Estrata?” Harry repeated now sounding closer. “Hey, hey!” Harry greeted barging his way into frame. “Hi, what’s up?” Emily chuckled as Jessie groaned in protest at the intrusion. “Dad, c’mon really?”
“Harry, really. Give her some space, you’re practically melding your face into hers.”
“Oh come one, she loves this,” he teased rubbing his cheek against hers. “See?”
“Uuuugh, dad! Stop that!” Jessie complained pushing him away. “Honestly, I don’t know which version of you is more annoying.”
“Aww, he just loves you is all,” Emily teased with a chuckle.
“Oh not you too!” She whined with a laugh.
“So, you calling to check on me again?” Harry asked with a smile.
“Oh no, actually I was the one who called her,” Jessie replied. “Figured I’d be the one to check in for a change.”
“Oh, I see,” Harry said a little sad.
“She was debating on calling though,” she added with a smirk. Harry looked at her, then Emily. “Oh? You were? Why didn’t you?”
“I....didn’t want to seem like I was bothering you,” she explained. “It’s only been about 2 weeks and you’ve had so many calls already and—“
“Estrata,” he interjected, “it’s ok. Really. You guys are like family, and family makes sure everyone’s ok.”
*Yeah, family...* Emily thought to herself. *We’re family, not more.* “Well, since you seem to be well on your way to mending, and Jessie, you seem to be holding up pretty well along with Earth 2, I’m gonna go. I have a project planned and have yet to start.”
“Oh hey, wait!” Harry cut in nearly shoving Jessie out if the way again as he leaned over the back of the couch. “You had, wanted to, uh, see Earth 2 right?”
“Uh, yeah? Why?”
“Well, reconstruction is, as you said, going well, and while it may not look like— much like how it was before, it uh, it would be. Well it would be a good opportunity to come and, uh, see things. If-if you still wanted to, that is. I could even show you around, if yooouuu wanted.”
Emily paused with a small smile as he rambled and was amused with how he seemed to get flustered by the end of it. The pause seemed to make him more nervous as he darted his eyes toward Jessie. “Jessie could come too, if you wanted. You’re ok with that right?”
“Uh yeah, yeah sure. I, would actually love that.”
“See, she would love it. So, what do you think?” Harry asked with a hint of excitement.
“Ok, alright. You’ve convinced me,” Emily chuckled. “When would be a good day?”
Harry froze clearly not having thought this far, maybe not even thinking this conversation would even happen in the first place. “Toooooomorrow would probably be a good fit,” Jessie offered noting his brain freeze. “I can get the night off from being Jessie Quick, Dad’s taking fewer hours at the lab and by the sounds of things, you have one extra hand to help with whatever meta comes up. You should be able to get away for a night, right.”
Harry watched the screen in anticipation as Emily considered the points. “Yeah, ok.” She finally said with a smile. “I’ll tell them I’ll be gone tomorrow night. What time did you want to start the tour?”
“6:30?” Harry postulated looking at Jessie for confirmation. “That works for me,” she confirmed. “Hmmmm, yeah I think I can swing that,” Emily confirmed as well. “Please keep in mind though, it’s possible I’ll be late. We’re trying to find a particularly difficult meta, one that’s killing other metas. So it might get, well, a little dicey. I’ll call if I have to cancel, alright?” Harry and Jessie both stared at her with blank expressions. “You, uh, failed to mention that point of excitement,” Jessie said.
“Oh, I did?” Emily asked obliviously.
“Uh huh, yeah. You did. You only mentioned Barry and Iris’ daughter, by the way what was her name?”
“Wait, they have a daughter?” Harry asked with the news. “Future daughter,” Jessie answered. Harry sighed bowing his head. “Of course there’s time travel involved.....”
“Nora,” Emily answered. “Nora West-Alan after Barry’s mom. She also decided to follow in Barry’s footsteps by becoming a CSI.”
“I don’t think I could expect anything less,” Harry commented.
“Alright, so we’ll expect you by 6:30 but will plan for delays. Sound cool?” Jessie said getting the conversation back on track. Harry and Emily nodded in agreement. “Yes, that sounds like a plan,” Emily confirmed.
“Alright, I’ll— we’ll, see you tomorrow,” Harry said with an awkward smile. “Oh and, please. Be careful, with the, the murder, meta.” Emily smiled back with a wide grin. “I’m always careful, don’t you worry,” she said waving goodbye before Jessie ended the call. She stood dwelling on the conversation for a while before she continued toward Cisco’s lab, what better opportunity to deliver him his own relay than when she went to visit.
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Shortly after Weather Witch was apprehended and her weather vein turned in, Emily hung around the cortex and waited for team to come back thinking of how to say what she needed to say. Once everyone was present she decided to just go for it. “Hey, guys?” They paused turning their attention to her. “I’m uh, I’m not gonna be available, tonight. I have plans.”
“What kind of plans?” Barry asked curiously. She never had plans and usually hung around the lab all the time. “I uhm, I am going to Earth 2.” Emily replied.
“Is everything ok over there?” Barry asked somewhat concerned.
“Oh yeah yeah,” Emily assured. “I was just invited to a tour around.”
“Really? A tour?” Barry asked sadly. Emily giggled. “Yeah, I had mentioned in passing that I wanted to see Earth 2 seeing as it’s so different and Harry said it was a pretty good time to see it since everything is relatively quiet now.”
“Harry invited you?” Cisco asked raising an eyebrow.
“Him and Jessie. She actually set up the time.” Cisco smiled. “Oh ok. She was the one who set up the time.”
Emily squinted at him. “....yes....? Anyway, I won’t be able to help with Cicada, but with Nora here I doubt you’ll miss me much.”
“You gonna need me to open a breach?” Cisco asked.
“No, Harry has that covered. Thanks though.” Cisco pouted having wanted to witness the potential awkwardness. “Alright, well, I’m gonna go get ready to leave. Behave and, don’t hurt yourselves too badly, alright?”
“Can’t promise you anything,” Barry said with a smile.
“We’ll make sure he’s safe. For the most part anyway,” Cisco adds. Emily smiles with a nod before exiting to start preparations to travel to Earth 2. As she was leaving Cisco’s lab having picked up some spare parts for Harry to repair his relay if needed, Nora came across her. “Oh, hey Estrata! What cha doin?”
“Oh, Nora!” she said in surprise. “Hey! I uh, I’m just. Uhhh.....” Emily paused trying to think of how to put it. “I’m going to Earth 2 for a tour with Harry and Jessie.”
“Like a date?” Nora asked.
“Erm, n-no. Not a date,” Emily stuttered suddenly nervous about such prospect. “No, with the reconstruction after Zoom well on its way, and I think near completion at this point, Harry said it was a good opportunity for me to get a good look around. I’ve wanted to see things since my first accidental visit.”
“Accidental visit?” Nora said quizzically. “What do you mean by accidental?”
“Well, you see, I’m able to make personalized wormholes to get to and from different points faster. Usually I’m able to use them without issue but, recently I’ve been ‘Earth hopping’ and somehow managing to travel to Earths in different multiverses. In this case I managed to stay in this particular one.” Nora stared at her trying to compute what she was just told. “Soooo, kinda like how my dad uses the speed force to go to other Earths?” Emily paused to consider the comparison. “Yeah, kinda. Just, with more room for unforeseen world travel. The way I do it can be wildly inaccurate.”
“Sounds pretty scary,” Nora commented.
Emily shrugged. “I was terrified the first time it happened, but now I’m pretty used to it, if not a little annoyed,” she sighed with a smile. “I’m ready to go home, but the places I’ve landed and people I’ve met have made me less homesick.”
“Hope I’m one of those people,” Nora smiled.
“Yes, yes you are,” Emily confirmed making her smile wider. “I can confidently say I’ve not met anyone like you in all my travels.”
“So how many other Earths have you gone to?”
Emily paused to think. “Hmmm, looks like......7 at the very least. Not including multiverse Earths.” Nora’s eyes grew wide in awe at the number. “Wow....” she whispered making Emily chuckle. “Ok, well, I have to finish getting ready. Could you try helping Cisco keep your father safe while I’m gone for the night?”
“Oh? All night?” Nora asked mischievously. Emily’s face dropped unenthusiastically and gave her a look. “No,” she said plainly. “Not for that.” Nora just smiled. “Ok, whatever you say.” Emily huffed before heading off to change. She wanted to see if she could blend in and not stand out so much and decided on straight brown pants, a green blouse, and some flats. She stood looking in the mirror wondering if this was too much before taking a breath deciding to forget thinking about it too deeply and left for the breach room.
On her way down one of her drones who were free roaming followed her whirring in curiosity asking what she was doing. “Oh, hey GP. Where? I’m going to Earth 2.” The drone whirred again in concern. “I’ll be ok. I promise. It’ll just be for a few hours,” she said only managing a few steps before the drone was in her face again rambling on about its concerns. She chuckled grabbing it gently with both hands, similar to cupping someone’s face, and smiled softly. “Is this your way of saying you wanna come too?” It made what sounded like a sheepish admittance sound making her giggle. “Ok, fine. You can come too. But we have to hurry, it’s almost time to go.” Just as she entered the breach room a connection forms and Harry appears. Emily smiled and waved, Harry returning the gesture with an awkward smile. “Ready?” He asked. Emily nodded enthusiastically. “Yes!”
He extended a hand toward the breach ushering her in first, Emily bowed with a smile before jumping through with Harry right behind. Jessie greeted them on the other side with a smile. “Hey Es!” She said with a wave. “Welcome back to Earth 2!”
“Hey Jessie!” Emily replied. “Long time no see! In person anyway.” Jessie laughed in agreement as Harry popped back through and the breach closed once again. “Alright, lets get going,” Harry said ushering them both out. “I suppose we’ll start with the Lab, it’s been refurbished since you last crashed in.”
“Alright,” Emily agreed. She had only seen the lobby last time and, while she didn’t expect many differences, she still wanted to see the rest of it. Since they were on one of the lowest levels, they stopped at the pipeline first. It wasn’t quite as repaired as on Earth 1, this Earth didn’t have an Eobard to repair it for his personal use, but it was a bit more than just run down. Walking onto the gangway inside, Emily was still filled with awe at the large structure even if it looked mostly like the one she was well aware of. “Can I take a look all the way around?” Emily asked already floating a few inches off the ground. Harry sighed recognizing she was asking out of courtesy and would investigate one way or another and nodded with a smile. “Sure, have at it.”
“I’ll race ya!” Jessie exclaimed before taking off. “No, wait, Jes—“ Harry began before cutting off his sentence as Emily took off after her. Jessie makes it back first with Emily close behind, the latter crashing into the former sending them to the bottom of the pipeline a few feet below. They erupt into laughter with Harry trying not to loose his cool resorting to just looking over the edge. “Are you two ok? Are you done?” He called down. Emily pops back up, Jessie in tow, with both confirming they were fine. Placing Jessie back onto the gangplank, Emily makes her way back around, albeit slower this time, and takes her time looking at the construction. It took 20 minutes but she eventually came back around, floating parallel to the ground facing the ceiling.
“Satisfied?” Harry asked when she stopped above the gangplank again. Still upside down, Emily looked over with a smile and nodded. “Yes, I think my curiosity is sated for now.” Harry’s heart fluttered for a moment at her smile and he couldn’t help mirroring it before reaching out a hand to her to escort her back in. Flipping around Emily landed and took his hand, Jessie watching the exchange with amused curiosity and following silently behind with a smirk playing at her lips.
Labs, offices, even just hallways, Emily looked over them all with wide hungry eyes. Harry didn’t understand but found it amusing how inquisitive she became. “This your office?” She asked after a while pointing into a relatively large room with a desk, chairs, coffee table and a medium sized couch. “Uh, yeah. Yeah that’s mine,” Harry responded as she wandered in. “Hmmm, you know. Come to think of it....” Emily said looking around. “I’m not sure Harrison Wells of Earth 1 had an office. None that I remember seeing anyway.” She paused. “Unless you count the time vault, but it looked like a futuristic closet more than an office. But who knows, maybe that’s how future offices look....” She turns and smiles wide. “I like the aesthetic of your office much better.”
“Aannnd what about it do you like?” He asked following her in. She shrugs looking around again. “I dunno, just pleasing to the eye.” Harry’s gaze lingered on her as she continued looking around before he realized what he was doing and snapped himself back. “Ahem, shall we see the rest of the city now then?” He asked trying to distract himself. “Yeah sure!” Emily says with a smile. Harry’s heart skipped but he kept his composure enough to turn around and lead her and Jessie out of the Lab. Jessie continued to watch amused, even more so at the fact Emily seemed oblivious. She trailed behind them as they continued walking around the city, watching in amusement at their interactions. Emily would pay close attention to what Harry was saying or point out, Harry seemed to get more expressive as he got more comfortable, they even seemed to walk closer to each other becoming more comfortable with each other’s presence.
“So, what do you think so far?” She asked Emily linking her arm around hers. Surprised, Emily paused before smiling at her and placing her free hand on Jessie’s. “This is amazing!”
“Yeah, my dad is pretty great huh?” Jessie asks with a grin. Emily trips having been caught off guard by the unexpected implication of the question. “I... wha...” She glances over at Harry, who had shot a look over at Jessie, and tries not to blush as she searches for what to say. “Well, I mean.... least he’s not grumpy anymore.” Jessie giggles and Harry huffs. “And he does know how to be very detailed,” she continued. “I’m honestly surprised how emotive he became explaining everything.”
“I can be enthusiastic,” Harry near pouted.
“Everyone *can* be enthusiastic, it’s just surprising *you* managed it. Given your past interactions, can you blame me for not believing?” Emily asked. Harry paused before shrugging. “Alright, I’ll give you that one,” he relented. Emily smiled before looking down at her feet while they walked, Harry doing the same, and they continued in awkward silence until Jessie spotted Jitters near by. How fortunate they were walking by at that moment, and it seemed they had a new venue featured. “Hey,” Jessie piped up, “why don’t we stop into Jitters for a bit? I could use a coffee or something.”
Harry looked over at the newly repaired bistro and nodded. “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. What do you think Estrata?” Emily noticed the ad for the featured venue and pursed her lips with a pause. She had a tingling that Jessie was trying to fenangle something sneaky but nodded in agreement anyway. “Yeah, sure. Good idea, Jessie,” she said emphasizing the name with a suspicious squint her way. Jessie just smiled and pulled her along with Harry following close behind. “Oh? Open mic?” Harry observed quickly reading the sign. “That’s different.”
“Yeah....” Emily said eyeing Jessie again. “Quite the coincidence we happened to walk by as they were featuring such a thing. Huh, Jessie?”
“Yeah, I mean what are the odds?” Jessie tried to dismiss. “Hey, didn’t you say you like to sing in your free time? You should sing something!” Emily crossed her arms looking unamused. “Subtle....”
“Hey yeah,” Harry agreed. “Yeah, that’s a good idea Jessie,” he grinned at her, Jessie doing the same. “I’ll go get some coffee,” she said briskly walking to the counter. “He—wha—“ Emily stuttered trying to counter. “Ok, c’mon,” Harry said ushering Emily toward the back of the shoppe to sign her up. “Wai— n— “ Emily protests trying to switch gears. “Harry, no, please, I don’t— I don’t sing in public. Harry no, do—“ she cut her protests short in an effort to act natural when they met with the open mic organizer. “Hey,” Harry said with a smile. “Hi,” Emily added trying to compose herself. “Hey folks,” the man said with a smile. “Can I help you with sumt’n?”
“Yes! Yes, you can,” Harry quickly answers cutting Emily off before she could try weaseling out. The man raised an eyebrow suspiciously noting Emily’s nervous face and Harry’s overzealous behavior. “And in what way?” He asked cautiously.
“She would..... like to.... to.... sign up for the op—en mic. Thing....” Harry said amid Emily trying to cover his face with her hand as he spoke. The man still didn’t look convinced and darted a look between them. “She sings,” Harry assured. “I sing as a hobby,” Emily clarified. “And not in front of people!”
“Well lucky for you we’re open to all skill levels,” the man said with a smile. “And it looks like you’re the only one who was interested so far. I’ll put you at the top of the list, I just need a name.” Emily gave a long sigh and stared at Harry, who just smiled tilting his head encouragingly at the man, before begrudgingly answering. “You can put down Estrata.”
“Ah, what a unique name,” he commented scribbling it down. “We’ll be calling you up momentarily. We’re just waiting to see if anyone else is interested, but it’s looking like you’re the only one. For now anyway.” Harry smiled at Emily who just resorted to glare at him. “Hey have fun,” Harry said turning and briskly walking away and toward Jessie. “I don’t like you anymore,” Emily teased. “You’ll do great,” Harry assured with a wink causing Emily to just roll her eyes. All she could do was watch as Harry met back up with Jessie and they both took a seat to wait for things to start. They both grinned over at her and Emily just half smiled and chuckled shaking her head. “Walking migraines, both of them,” she muttered.
After a few more minutes of anxious waiting, the man greeted Emily again. “Looks like it’s your lucky night,” he said cheerfully. “No one else has signed up so you get the floor all to yourself.” Emily puffed her cheeks and sighed. “Well, maybe after I sing once, someone else will come up,” she wondered aloud. “May well be the case,” the man agreed before walking over to the mic. “Ladies and gentlemen, thank y’all for coming out to C. C. Jitters. Tonight, we’re gonna be trying something a little different, just to see what y’all think.” He smiled waving his hand toward Emily who stiffened out of anxiety. “We have a lovely young lady by the name of Estrata who has graciously agreed to sing for y’all tonight to get this open mic going. So please, don’t leave her all alone up here. If you like what you hear and want to join in and try your hand at it, feel free to step on up.” The man turned and smiled at Emily motioning toward the mic indicating she was free to start. “Just so you’re aware, I’m not a lounge singer in any capacity.” Emily warned. The man just smiled figuring she was trying to find an excuse to leave. “Give ‘em whatever it is you’ve got.”
Emily gave a nervous smile and cautiously made her way to the mic, it had been quite a while since she had done something like this so she was worried she would mess up somehow. “Aaaand I’ve suddenly forgotten every song I ever knew....” she muttered to herself. She looked around in a mild panic before realizing no one was really paying her much mind, Harry and Jessie excluded. “Right, right, lounge singers were somewhat like background singers.” GP popped up next to her and buzzed quizzically. “I dunno what to sing,” Emily hoarsely whispered covering the mic. GP buzzed again with a suggestion and Emily smiled. “Ah, how could I forget that one?”
“Aww, she’s nervous,” Jessie smiled observing Emily standing awkwardly. “She always seems so care free, this is actually really..... adorable.”
“Yeah....” Harry agreed absentmindedly with a smile. Jessie raised an eyebrow peeking over at him. “What was that?” Harry paused before burying his face into his coffee and mumbled something trying to dismiss her inquiry. She just smirked going back to sipping her own coffee and turned her attention back to Emily.
Emily took a deep breath and looked into the audience. Most were still not paying attention but she didn’t care, she’d sing one song and go. Just one. “I.... apologize in advance,” she said to the handful of people watching. “I’m a little rusty, and not a lounge singer so, here goes nothing....” she nodded to GP who started playing the music part of the song and she tentatively started.
* You light the skies, up above me*
*A star, so bright, you blind me, yeah*
*Don't close your eyes*
*Don't fade away, don't fade away, oh*
*Yeah, you and me, we can ride on a star*
*If you stay with me, girl*
*We can rule the world*
*Yeah, you and me, we can light up the sky*
*If you stay by my side*
*We can rule the world*
Her voice cracked and wavered every now and then and her posture was stiff. She felt the same as when she sang at her high school talent show and kept her eyes closed to stave off the panic seeded in the pit of her stomach.
*If walls break down, I will comfort you*
*If angels cry, oh I'll be there for you*
*You've saved my soul*
*Don't leave me now, don't leave me now, oh*
*Yeah, you and me, we can ride on a star*
*If you stay with me, girl*
*We can rule the world*
*Yeah, you and me, we can light up the sky*
*If you stay by my side*
*We can rule the world*
*Oh, all the stars are coming out tonight*
*They're lighting up the sky tonight*
*For you, for you*
*All the stars are coming out tonight*
*They're lighting up the sky tonight*
*For you, for you, oh*
She was still stiff but Harry could tell she was getting more comfortable. He saw her becoming more emotive, even just a little, and started putting some emotion into the lyrics. He smiled nearly forgetting about his coffee, Jessie smirked over at him and continued to sip her coffee acting as though she didn’t see.
* Yeah, you and me, we can ride on a star*
*If you stay with me, girl*
*We can rule the world*
*Yeah, you and me, we can light up the sky*
*If you stay by my side*
*We can rule the world*
*All the stars are coming out tonight*
*They're lighting up the sky tonight*
*For you, for you*
Getting a bit braver, Emily opened her eyes and smiled awkwardly as the new number of people watching, her ears got red when she realized Harry was watching quite close making her voice crack again. She griped the microphone pole tight to ground her so she wouldn’t loose composure as she closed out the song.
*All the stars are coming out tonight*
*They're lighting up the sky tonight*
*For you, for you*
*All the stars are coming out tonight*
*They're lighting up the sky tonight*
*For you, for you*
*All the stars are coming out tonight*
*They're lighting up the sky tonight*
*For you, for you*
Emily let out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding and bowed her head a little to signal the end of the song. A few people in the crowd clapped and praised her singing making her smile wide. “Oh, thank you!” she said bowing again. “I’m glad you liked it!”
“Sing another one!” Jessie yelled from the back.
“What?” Emily asked mildly panicking. It grew into a flush when she heard a few other people ask for another as well. “I.... uh...... hmmm....”
“C’mon, that was great! Pleeeease?” Jessie pleaded. Emily glanced over at Harry who had averted his gaze to closely examine a near by wall as he sipped his coffee that was somehow not yet empty. Emily sighed and rolled her head. “Ok, alright. Fine, one more. I’ll give you one more.”
“So, what would you little maniacs like to do first?” She asked after a pause to no one in particular placing her hands on her hips and wiggling her eyebrows as she started again. GP happily started the music moving in what could be interpreted as amusement.
*Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers*
*Shut my eyes and count to ten*
*It goes in one ear out the other, one ear out the other*
*Burning bright right till the end*
*Now you'll be missing from the photographs, missing from the photographs*
* Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers*
*In my thoughts you're far away*
*And you are whistling the melody, whistling the melody*
*Crystallizing clear as day*
*Oh, I can picture you so easily, picture you so easily*
*What’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it*
*What's gonna be left of the world, oh*
Feeling far more comfortable than before, she began acting out some of the lyrics and danced a bit in place. Harry even noticed she was smiling more, mainly at GP as he flew around her.
*Every minute and every hour*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
*Every stumble and each misfire*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
*Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers*
*Caught off guard by your favourite song*
*I'll be dancing at a funeral, dancing at a funeral*
*Sleeping in the clothes you love*
*It's such a shame we had to see them burn, shame we had to see them burn*
*What's gonna be left of the world if you're not in it*
*What's gonna be left of the world, oh*
*Every minute and every hour*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
*Every stumble and each misfire*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
Emily paused and changed her posture to be a bit more composed. "If you want to be a party animal, you have to learn to live in the jungle. Now stop worrying and go get dressed,” she spoke, though somewhat exaggerated, before continuing singing.
*You might have to excuse me*
*I've lost control of all my senses*
*And you might have to excuse me*
*I've lost control of all my words*
*So get drunk, call me a fool*
*Put me in my place, put me in my place*
*Pick me up, up off the floor*
*Put me in my place, put me in my place*
A sudden small jolt of confidence and mischief prompted Emily to grip the mic and look into the crowd with a challenging look, amusement pulled at her lips every time she sang ‘put me in my place’ and her gaze swept the room ending in a wink.
*Every minute and every hour*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
*Every stumble and each misfire*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
*Watching through my fingers, watching through my fingers*
*'Cause every minute and every hour*
*I miss you, I miss you, I miss you more*
She smiled and giggled when the song ended, she had the attention of most of the room now and the applause was much louder this time around. She bowed again and attempted to leave when the crowd protested again. “No no,” Emily dismissed. “No, I’m— I was in the middle of.... something. I should get back to that. The.... thing....”
“Oh c’mon,” Harry called out. “You can do one more.” Jessie’s eyes grew wide in surprise as she looked over at her dad, his arms were crossed over his chest and he had a sly smirk threatening to spread over his face. She smiled and giggled turning to look at Emily, who was just as surprised, before chiming in. “Yeah, one more! Please?”
“Yeah, please?” a young woman called from another near by table. Emily recognized her and her two friends as the ones who hung around her table whenever she visited the shoppe on her accidental trip a while ago. She smiled awkwardly and chuckled nervously as her face became rather rosy. “Alright, alright. One more, but this is the last one!” The room cheered and clapped as they waited in anticipation. She gave a long sigh into the mic and gave a stern look at Harry. “You see, Harry, this is why I don’t sing in public,” she said with her mouth close to the mic. Harry just grinned with a chuckle. Emily sighed with a growl preparing for what she hoped to be her last number.
* Sometimes you need a reason*
*A little love you can't believe in*
*A little hug, a little day dreaming*
*Apparently there's some correlation*
*Between hearts and outer space*
*All I'm really trying to say is*
*That I'm just a Sagittarius and we're kind of spontaneous*
*So let's fly out to Vegas and find an Elvis to marry us*
*Don't try to argue with the moon*
*We can blame it on the stars*
*Oh, come on let your heart just breathe*
*Stars, oh, come one let your guard down*
*And we can blame it on the stars*
Having accepted the fact she wasn’t going anywhere any time soon, Emily decided to dance along while she sang as GP flew around adding to the up beat mood. Harry watched happily as she slid back into her carefree personality, Jessie also amused by the shift in behavior so quickly although more so with her father encouraging the events and enjoying himself.
* We'd like to think that we're waiting*
*On a previous reservation*
*It's all written in the constellations*
*Now I don't know, but neither do you*
*Truth is, it's a good excuse*
*For both our hearts to let loose*
*And I know that you're a Cancer*
*Which means you like holding hands*
*So show me how to do this dance*
*And spin me like a ceiling fan, oh*
*Don't try to argue with the moon*
*We can blame it on the stars*
*Oh, come on let your heart just breathe*
*Stars, oh come one let your guard down*
*And we can blame it on the stars*
* I read your horoscope*
*And baby you should know*
*Just what your future holds*
*Let your hips move*
*Let my fingers find you*
*Wrap my arms around you, here we go*
*Stars, oh, come on let your heart just breathe*
*Stars, the stars, stars*
*We can blame it on the stars*
*Oh, come on let your heart just breathe*
*Stars, oh, come one let your guard down*
And we can blame it on the stars*
*We can blame it on the stars*
*We can blame it on the stars*
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So I miss judged the length of this one and had to break it up. It’s juuuuust over the post limit. Stay tuned for part twwoooo 🥔🎨
#harry wells#harrison wells#the flash#flash fiction#fan fiction#oc x canon#my ocs#funny#nora west allen#barry allen
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Galahdian Dreams - 16 (Nyx Ulric/Reader)
Synopsis: Your father was the king of Insomnia. He was good and just. You never thought you’d meet anyone like him after he was taken from the world. Your Uncle Regis, has taken the throne and followed through on your father’s plans. It was good to see the city in capable hands.
Enter Nyx Ulric, refugee, Glaive, fighter…how is it he can see all your secrets? He knows how to set you off and he’s promised to not let you go…(AU for sure, Regis wasn’t supposed to take the throne, and our lovely Nyx has more of a past then we thought…)
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight Part Nine Part Ten Part Eleven Part Twelve Part Thirteen Part Fourteen Part Fifteen
Nyx looked at his reflection in the Citadel window. It had been a long time since he’d worn anything traditional. It felt odd, and yet comforting. When he spoke to Doris about seeing if someone had something for him to borrow, she smiled at him and made a call.
He was always amazed at his people. Every single one of them respected his decision to remain hidden away from Insomnia’s political stage. Yet, at the drop of the hat…they pulled out the works to make him presentable. Doris may have only been the cook for the royal family, but she knew the tailors, the farmers, and everything else.
So, when Lila’s mother Analise came forward with a beautifully embroidered achkan jacket it wasn’t entirely a surprise. However, the detailing in it nearly brought him to tears. He could tell they had been working on this for a long time.
“I will wear this proudly.” He told her tracing over the breast area where his family crest was.
“It was our honor to make it for you.” Analise bowed her head, little Lila quickly following suit to match her elders around her, “We hope it brings you wisdom…it was your mother’s intention to have this be your coronation garb.”
“You…you kept it this entire time?” Nyx looked at as she nodded before looking at all of them, “All of you…you didn’t need to do this…there are more important things…”
“Of course, we did.” Doris stepped over to him touching his arm gently with a smile as she looked at everyone else, “For hearth and home child…when home is no longer a building over your head…it’s in those around you. It’s in the traditions you carry forward. I know Selena at least taught you that…”
His mother did, and he was happy to be reminded of it. The last few months he’d forgotten it…the last few weeks he’d been reminded of how much he needed to hold onto it. So, in his time away from guarding a former princess he’d been working on a strategy to change everything.
You had helped him with so much and his people were better for it. Still it wasn’t enough to change everything. It was time for him to come forward…and so he waited to be summoned. Drautos had set up an appointment with King Regis under the guise of needing to speak about some change in leadership in the Refugee Ward. Not entirely a lie…
His head lifted when heard footsteps approaching him in the hall. His eyes widened slightly before he bowed, “Your grace…”
“Please…” The soft frail voice of Lady…no…Queen Lunafreya spoke over him, “be at ease. It isn’t necessary…I’m a person of the people…”
“Of course.” He straightened up looking at her. Still wearing her mourning band, he frowned a little, “Let me express how sorry I am for your loss…losing your parents…it’s not easy.”
She looked up at him a little surprised, “Thank you…you’re one of the few people I believe when they say that.”
“I know the feeling personally.” He smiled sadly taking in a deep breath, “It’s a gap that takes a long time to fill again.”
“But it does…fill again?” She asked him quietly.
He looked out the window and gave a small smile when he saw you entering the green house below. Your image was distorted by the windows, but he could tell you were filling up your watering cans about to make your rounds, “Yes…yes it does.”
“Forgive me. I’ve become rude in my grief…” Luna smiled at him a little as she looked out the window before looking back to him, “I recognize you. You were Y/N’s guard the last time I was here…but I don’t know your name.”
“Nyx Ulric, your majesty.” He bowed slightly again before looking at her, “And I am still her personal guard.”
“Looking from afar today?” She smirked as he blushed, “Or something else?”
“Something else. I’ve just returned from the front a few weeks ago…I have an appointment with the king.” Nyx told her quietly.
“I see.” She nodded slowly, “I’m glad to hear he’s still receiving people.”
Nyx could hear an underlying tone of distress, “Ma’am, is everything alright?”
The sharp intake of breath was clearly visible as she attempted to relax her shoulders, “It’s hard to sit by when your country is on fire. As Oracle…I’m supposed to represent peace and help anyone…no matter what…but as Queen of Tenebrae…I desire see results and my home restored to order and it just feels like I am the only one worried about it…”
“Not taking your calls?” He smirked a little trying to lighten the mood a little. It worked, she laughed a little, “Listen…I am the last person who should be saying anything…but in King Regis’ defense, this last year he’s become king, taken over a world he was only supposed to have a hand in. He’s doing the best he can with what he was trained for, which is to council people, not lead. Just give him a little time.”
“But he can see a solider immediately?” She snapped back before grimacing, “I’m sorry, that’s not fair…”
“It’s alright. You’re angry, you should be. I appreciate that you at least recognize that it’s not my fault.” He smiled a little before he saw Drautos behind her beckoning for him to follow him, “You’ll have to excuse me…”
“Of course, good luck.” Luna hugged herself as he stepped around her.
Nyx paused before holding up a finger to Drautos and turning around to the retreating queen, “Your majesty…”
She turned to him as he bowed again before standing straight and proud, “Yes?”
“I just want you to know…when I am able…I will give you whatever aide I can.” Nyx watched her eyes widen with confusion before they began to brim with tears, “I promise.”
He bowed once more leaving her in the hall approaching Drautos who was giving him a quizzical look, “What was that about?”
“Hopefully forming a bridge for the future.” Nyx told him as they turned the corner walking straight for the king’s office.
“So, you’re serious about this…” Drautos stopped in hall as Nyx passed him, “You’re going to expose yourself to Regis?”
Nyx stopped and looked at him before nodding, “I am. It’s time. We need a real voice. Y/N has done so much, but it’s time to stop sitting by and only scraping by. If we’re going to fight the wars for Lucis…then we need feel safe here. We need the same rights.”
Drautos cleared his throat before wiping a hand over his face, “As you command sir…”
“Aww…buddy…” Nyx smirked stepping toward him, “Never thought I’d grow up, did you?”
“Don’t ruin this…” He growled at him as he began walking again. He slowed just before the door as he spoke slowly, “I never doubted you, Nyx. You have so much of your father in you, there was no way you’d not become the man we all know you are. I’m just happy to see you embracing it.”
Nyx stared at him for a moment before looking away licking his lips, “I miss him…and mom…and Lena…”
Drautos frowned reaching over to touch his arm firmly, “You are making them proud. I know it doesn’t feel like it matters…and it doesn’t stop the ache…but you are.”
Nyx nodded clearing his throat before adjusting his clothes, “How do I look?”
“Like a king.” Drautos smiled before knocking on the door. They both heard Regis on the other side calling them to entering. Drautos took the lead, “Thank you for seeing us today your majesty.”
“Of course. My niece put a lot of effort in solidifying your people here…” Regis spoke as he finished some paperwork not looking up as Drautos shut the door, “it would be negligent of me not see her hard work remain.”
“I’m happy to hear you say that.” Nyx spoke watching Regis’ hand stop. Slowly his eyes rose to meet Nyx’s, “I want the same thing.”
“Ulric…” Regis stared at him for a moment longer before returning to the paperwork. He finished the last sentence before setting his pen down, “Your leave isn’t up yet and you’re already looking to add additional duties to your roster?”
“It’s a bit more complicated than that, sir. May I sit?” Nyx waved his hand to the chair in front of the desk.
“Of course.” Regis smiled at him as he leaned back waiting. After a moment he took a deep breath, “I’m feeling a bit of uneasiness in here…”
“Titus…” Nyx took in a breath, “Could you give us a moment?”
“Yes sir, of course.” Nyx looked back at Regis seeing his eyes narrow as Drautos excused himself.
“Hm…” Regis titled his head a little, “I sense that this is a heavier conversation then just helping to manage your people’s affairs.”
“Not really…” Nyx looked down smiling a little, “Sorry…Uh…I’m a bit out of practice…Uh…I need to apologize to you, to start.”
Regis’ eyes widened slightly before he nodded slowly, “Go on…”
“I…came here from Galahd…and became a soldier. Someone who could just blend into the crowd and fade away in a busy metropolis.” Nyx raised his eyes looking at him feeling his chest tighten with nerves, “But I’m not a soldier…I-I’m uh a leader…”
Regis let out a soft sigh letting his shoulders slump a little before he stood up moving around the desk taking a seat in the empty chair next to Nyx. Before he spoke, he reached over touching Nyx’s shoulder gently, “I know exactly who you are, Nyx Ulric.”
Nyx felt his eyes widen as he stared into Regis’ eyes, “No…I don’t think you do.”
Regis smiled as he spoke softly with a great deal of care, “You have your mother’s eyes…but I think she was right…your carry yourself differently. She said it was like your father, Anders. She had the most loving and heartbreaking look on her face as we watched walk toward the city with your guards.”
“You…you met my mother?” Nyx felt everything he had been preparing for just shatter around him.
“I did.” Regis moved his hand taking a deep breath, “I couldn’t let my brother head to a sovereign nation by himself, could I?”
“No…I…suppose not…” Nyx looked away from him shaking his head, “Why didn’t you say anything?”
Regis shut his eyes hanging his head, “Six months before you walked into my city…I had lost my brother and his wife. Two beautiful souls taken from us too soon, and I was left to care for my niece. She was broken and her recovery would take long time.”
“Then I saw you come before me. Kneeling to pledge you service to my kingdom…also broken…having lost not just your country…but your family. I could relate in your pain a little. I could understand wanting anonymity. People need time to grieve and heal…perhaps that’s what you were doing…” Regis looked at him with a pained expression, “If it was your intention to keep yourself safe, I didn’t want to expose you. Or if it was your intention to leave your city behind…who was I to stop you?”
“So instead I made sure to keep an eye on you myself. It was the least I could do to honor your mother…” Regis sighed a little, “Now I feel it’s my turn to apologize. I’m so sorry I didn’t see how the orders were handed out…”
Nyx swallowed before he nodded, “That’s why I’m coming forward…that can’t happen again. We can’t keep living like we’re second class citizens…worse…like we’re nothing but cannon fodder…”
Regis sighed again putting his hands over his face before lacing his fingers together looking at Nyx, “I wish to grant you everything…I do…”
Nyx frowned seeing the conflict racing in Regis’ eyes, “But?”
“There are reasons why I cannot move…I am trying to set everything right but doing so puts Y/N at great risk…” Regis frowned staring at him, “She’s not ready for what I have planned.”
Nyx felt his fists clenched, “Part of your plan marrying her off to the Prince of Tenebrae?”
“I assure you that is not happening…” Regis leaned back exasperated, “No, it was suggested…I have no intention of making her marry anyone she doesn’t choose, but as I said…plans are in motion…that is…a ruse I’m using to busy a few parties.”
“You should have told her that. She’s…”
“I know.” Regis frowned as he spoke firmly, “But I need her anger to be real…I need everyone to be distracted by the prospect of her getting out of the way.”
Then it dawned on him what Regis was doing as he sat back in the chair. He was trying to put you back on the throne, “What do you need from me?”
Regis stood up moving back behind his desk, “Well your majesty…I need you to play along…let’s discuss how we’re going to help one another.”
A few hours later he was walking with his arms behind his back a pensive look on his face. He wasn’t expecting today to go how it did, and yet…there was a plan made and he knew more than before…much more.
He stepped up to your new office knocking on the door and waited. He smiled when heard your voice calling to enter. Cracking the door, he stuck his head in only, “Can I steal you away?”
You looked up face brightening with a smile when he entered, “Nyx! What are you doing here?”
“I had some business to take care of…thought I’d drop in.” He shut the door behind himself as you stood up, “That okay?”
“Of course…” You walked over to him looking him up and down making him smirk a little, “You look…”
“Good, right?” He spoke confidently tugging at his jacket.
“Very.” You stopped in front of him smiling as your eyes twinkled.
He chuckled a little feeling his ears get hot, “Yeah…uh…”
“Bashful?” You asked him sliding your arms around his waist which surprised him. You used to be very reserved before he left. Had distance made the heart grow fonder?
“Uh…maybe a little. Used of just being a grunt.” He smiled before holding you in his arms, “How much longer do you have to work?”
“I’m not working on anything important…really I’ve been trying to avoid councilmembers all day…” You sighed a little, “They’re not letting up…”
Nyx nodded slowly wishing he could tell you everything was eventually going to work out fine. That the marriage proposal was all a lie, “…then…let’s get out of here…”
You tilted your head a little, “I can’t just leave, and you know that…”
“Yes, I do.” He smiled a little before nudging your nose with his, “But I’m pretty Titus will do anything for me today. So…grab a coat…walk me home.”
“How can I refuse a well-dressed man?” You giggled walking back around your desk, “What were you doing here anyway? What business couldn’t wait until next week?”
“Hm…let’s talk about that later.” He smiled at you raising his hands up when you looked worried, “Don’t worry, everything is fine. Better then fine.”
“If you say so…” You locked everything up checking it twice before grabbing your coat and a hat that he recognized as his, but that wasn’t what bothered him.
“Everything alright?” He asked as you walked back to him, “That’s a lot of locked drawers.”
“Uh…been a bit paranoid lately…I just…” You looked at your desk as put pulled on the jacket, “I’ve felt as if things have been moved lately…I just want to be sure nothing goes missing.”
“I can have the crew come through and set up some security.” He frowned looking around the room already seeing were the cameras could be installed.
“I can’t do that…Some things are so sensitive I can’t risk it.” You smiled at him tugging on the hat, “I appreciate you trying though.”
“Just let me know if I can do something. I’m here to make your life easier and safer.” He opened the door for you.
“You know I will.” You stepped out and he led you through the halls as you chit chatted with one another.
“Y/N…” He watched your hair practically stand on end as you both rounded a corner hearing the familiar tones of a foreign prince, “You said you were busy…”
“I am.” You kept walking as Nyx glanced back looking at Ravus. He felt his jaw clench as he turned away.
“Doing what? We need to discuss…”
“I’m sorry I’m busy…I’m needed outside the Citadel.” You kept going as he approached you both from behind him, “Another time.”
“Y/N!” Ravus reached forward to grab you but was intercepted by a firm grip crushing his wrist. He glared at Nyx as he was forced back.
“Do not…lay a hand on her, without her permission.” Nyx practically growled at him his eyes holding an icy glare.
“You will lose your job for this…” Ravus spat at him, “I’ll make sure of it.”
Nyx shrugged letting him go watching his rub his wrist like a wounded dog, “I’m not on the clock…Ma’am, we need to go, or we’ll be late…”
You looked up at him as he ushered you into the stairwell that would lead them out only hearing Ravus throwing a mild tantrum. Neither of you spoke as he ushered them out past the guards walking toward the street. He pulled out his phone tell Drautos what was going on and left it that.
You both remained silent as they walked through the city. He felt miles apart from you, despite being right next to you. He hated that you both had to keep your distance still…right now more then ever he wanted to comfort you and be comforted…
“Nyx…” He was brought out of his thoughts as you whispered to him reaching out squeezing his hand, “what was that back there?”
He swallowed before he forced a smile taking his hand away, “It’s…I just didn’t…He shouldn’t have tried to grab you…”
“And we knew that was a problem already…you didn’t need to almost break his wrist, that could have gotten you into a lot of trouble.” You chided him making a face that for some reason frustrated him, “Nyx, what’s really going?”
“I don’t…I don’t wanna talk about this right now…” He started walking again.
You followed behind him as he started undoing his jacket. Today was just beginning to be too much. He wasn’t sure if he could keep things from you, and now everything was beginning to boil up. He was losing control…
“Nyx!” You reached out grabbing his arm getting him to look at you.
“Nothing’s is…” He started to say shutting his eyes.
“Something is! So, what is it?” You sniped back quickly as worried filled your delicate eyes, “Nyx…this isn’t…”
“I want to marry you!” He shouted throwing his hands out getting you to stop as he went on, “I want to marry you…not him…and I want to hold you in front of everyone and I want to kiss you whenever I want!”
He let out a heavy sigh turning from you for a moment feeling embarrassment rise to his cheeks before he turned back speaking softly, “I want…you…I want to grow old with you, have kids, the whole thing…and seeing him just push around like a thing and not a person…”
He looked down to his feet and kept his gaze down until you spoke. Your voice was crystal clear, “Okay…yes.”
His eyes snapped up meeting your face. Your smile was shining brightly in your eyes. He cleared his throat, “I…I wasn’t actually…asking…”
“Okay…” You smirked a little as you walked past him, “Guess now you know the answer when you do.”
How you continued to surprise him was truly incredible, and he loved it…He loved you...and yet he hadn’t told you yet. He should fix that.
He took a few long strides to catch up to you. Glancing over he could see the rose color on your cheeks as you smiled. He smiled looking forward, “I love you.”
He looked back when you looked at him. He didn’t think your smile could get bigger…he was glad to be proven wrong, “I love you too, Nyx.”
There it was. A promise. A deal sealed to always return home at night. To make it back from every trip. Loving you was simply like coming home…and like any good Galahdian…he’d do anything for hearth and home.
#Galahdian Dreams#nyx ulric#nyx ulric reader#nyx ulric/reader#nyx ulric imagine#NYX#final fantasy xv#final fantasy xv imagine#kingsglaive#kingsglaive imagine#kingsglaive: final fantasy xv#ravus nox fleuret#lunafreya nox fleuret#regis lucis caelum#king regis#titus drautos#captain drautos
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So I looked up the age difference between Poppy and Branch and apparently they are 3 years apart so it inspired me to come up with these scenarios
After poppy’s birth (hatching?)
The whole village is gathered at the base of the troll tree to see the new princess , and branch and his grandma were at the front of the crowd. Upon seeing the young troll the queen, poppy’s mother, smiles walking over. She hugs branch’s grandma before bending down to branch’s level.
The queen: would you like to come and meet the princess?
Young branch nods eagerly with a big smile, and the queen takes branch’s hand and walks with him up to where baby poppy is in her cradle. Branch lets go of the queens hand putting both of his hands on the side of cradle. Poppy lets out a giggle
Young Branch: aww
He turns to the king and queen, “she’s so cute” he smiles. They smile, “ would you like to hold her?” The queen asks
Young branch smiles nodding, the queen takes poppy out of the cradle and places her in branch’s arms. For the rest of the night everyone celebrated their new princess. The next day was trollstice, the trollstice that took poppy’s mom.
The trolls escaped Bergen town when poppy was two years old, so for the duration of that time king peppy relied on branch’s grandma to take care of poppy when he needed to tend to his duties as king. Branch’s grandma was a well known care taken in the village so it would only make sense he would choose her.
* On a day when branch’s grandma was watching poppy*
Branch was laying on the floor of their pod drawing when poppy tottled over to him just as everyone’s hug time bracelets went off.
“ Banch”, poppy yelled jumping on him to give him a hug. Causing both of them to laugh
Another day when poppy is over-
The two are playing when suddenly branch has an idea. “ hey poppy?” He asks “ you know what we could play?”. “What?” She says eagerly. “ princess and the knight, you’re already a princess so I’ll be the knight .... SIR BRANCH ” he laughs at his own game name. “ yay” poppy yells jumping from the couch into his arms knocking them both to the ground laughing. “ come princess poppy let us go make the costumes” Branch says in a fake fancy voice, giving her a piggy back ride while running to get the supplies. Once the costumes are made Branch sets poppy on the couch again kneeling down while stands almost at attention , “ alright princess poppy, as your knight I promise to always protect you” he says. Poppy giggles and then uses the fake sword to knight him. “ now go get the bad guys” she yells, and Branch runs off doing a battle yell.
* the day chief took branch’s grandma*
The Bergen had just taken branch’s grandma when he heard someone singing, but not just anyone- poppy. Poppy had just walked into the clearing where branch and his grandma’s pod was. Branch quickly picked the princess up and ran to hide in the bushes in case the Bergen came back. Poppy giggled, thinking it was just a game. Branch put poppy down,
“ poppy, shh. There’s a Bergen around here”. “ quiet, yay!!!!” Poppy yelled loudly, branch quickly put a hand over her mouth to silence her.
“ quiet means no noise” branch says deadpanning, he moves his hand away to see a very annoyed looking poppy.
Branch sighs looking back towards where his house used to be, “ ok, well I guess we’d better get you back to the village ” he says taking poppy’s hand. After a little walking, poppy turned to branch , poking his arm as if to inspect it. Branch pulls his arm away rubbing where she touched it. She gives him a questioning look
“ yeah, I lost my colors.... I know” he says irritated, “ why?” Poppy asks. “ I don’t want to talk about it” he says growing more irritated, “ why?” Poppy asks again. “ because I don’t want to!” He says loudly, poppy starts backing away from him with tears in her eyes. Branch sighs walking toward her, “ poppy, I’m sorry” he says before she runs off. “ wait , POPPY!” He yells running after her. He runs into the next clearing of the forest looking around for her but doesn’t see her anywhere. He has a moment of panic when he hears his hug time watch go off. He takes another look around spotting a light inside a log just a few feet away. “ poppy?” He says quietly walking over to the log. He knocks on it, “ poppy, I’m sorry I yelled... please come out?” Branch says. He hears a small voice, “ no! Banch meanie”. “ I’m sorry ok? What can I do to get you to come out?” He says. “ song?” Poppy says with a hopeful tone in her voice. He groans for a second * of course she would pick that* “ I- I can’t sing, what about something else?” Branch says. “ NO!, SONG” poppy says. For a moment Branch tries to muster up the courage to sing, but then he has a flashback to his grandma being carried off by the Bergen. His body starts shaking and tears start to fall down his cheeks. He quickly becomes so engrossed in his grief that he doesn’t notice the tiny pink head poking out of the side of the log. Suddenly he feels two small arms wrap around him. “ whaa” he says snapping out of his trance. He pats her on the back giving her a sad smile. He wipes the tears away taking a few breaths to calm down. “ alright, let’s get back to getting you home” he says trying to get up but poppy climbs onto his lap falling quickly asleep. Branch facepalms before residing himself to carrying her all the way back to the village. Once he gets to the village everyone stares at him unspeaking. He walks up to the kings pod and uses his hair to knock on the door. King peppy opens the door, his eyes immediately landing on the little grey troll. “ who... Branch?” He says confused, kneeling down to branch’s level and taking poppy into one arm while keeping a hand on branch’s shoulder. “ what happened?............... why are you grey?, where is...”. Branch looks down and off to the side, “ She’s gone” he says sadly. King peppy nods solemnly, “ I’m sorry about your grandma, but you’re not alone you know? We will all take care of you”. Branch shakes his head sadly backing away a little. “ well.... I suppose if you a set on being alone, I should thank you for bringing my poppy home safe. And if you need anything we are all here for you” king peppy says, Branch nods for a moment before running off.
-A month later-
Branch is out in the forest getting supplies for his bunker when he hears laughing. He pokes his head out to see where it was coming from. Noticing a few troll children having fun and poppy among them. He turns back ready to head back to the bunker when he hears footsteps following behind him, “ branch” poppy squeals in delight hugging him. He quickly pushes her off. “ hello poppy” he says continuing to the bunker with her close behind. “ where we going?” She asks happily, “ IM heading home, YOU should head back to the village” he says grumpily. He thinks she’s gone so he doesn’t bother looking back until he gets to the bunker. “ whaa, poppy! I said go back to the village!” He says irritated. She giggles “ ok” , and gives him a big hug which he struggles against. “ here” she says putting something into his hand and running off to the edge of the clearing in front of the bunker, “ oh, and this” she says running back and placing a kiss on his cheek. Branch stands there for a moment watching her run off while he holds a hand to wear she kissed him. He shakes his head to snap himself out of it and then looks down to see what she had given him. It was a specially made piece of paper that said “ you are invited to a sleep over”
By the way if anyone feels the need to draw these scenarios I would absolutely love to see it. Thank you to everyone who read this
#broppy#trolls#trolls movie#trolls world tour#branch#queen poppy#trolls the beat goes on#trolls trollstopia
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It all started in Qingqing city, China.
An illuminating baby was born
Since then, powers have been discovered.
Before we knew it, paranormal became normal and dreams became reality.
Now with 80% of the world's population having a special trait, it's a superhuman society. In this chaotic world, the job that everyone dreamed of came into light.
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Somewhere in Miyagi Japan, near the coastal area. Four kids playing tags in the park while using their own quirks.The passers-by stared at the scene with interest when they saw how beautiful these generation quirks are. One girl has Fairy like wings, glitters fall from her body as she floats, she look like she came out from a fairytale book with a quirk like hers. A boy placed both hands in the ground and seeds started sprouting from his area.
(E/c) hues watch in awe at the scene in front of her, eyes wide open with dilated pupils and lips slightly parted when she saw another kid's hand glowed. Even watching from a far, their quirks are indeed beautiful. As she kept staring longer, she felt something inside of her. Envy, she wondered what its like having a quirk of her own, maybe she'll join the fun instead of watching,she'll have more friends and people would praise her.
Mouth corners turned down looking at the kids her age with a sad expression. She felt like tearing up but before it could fell in her cheeks, a bright voice called out her name.
"(y/n)!" She turned to the right to see her older brother by 3 years running towards her. "I was looking all over for you! Mom will kick me in the butt if she found out I lost you-" The older boy said while catching his breathe. From the looks of it, he went to check the whole park to find her. "What are you doing here?"
The 4 year old didn't respond, instead she turned back to where she was looking at a second ago. The older boy's eyebrow furrowed in confusion and turned to check whats gotten his sister's interest. His gaze then travels back to the girl beside her, he knew that her sister felt sad about this, He knew just by looking at her eyes.
"Geez why are they using their quirks here, they're not suppose to use it in public anyway" he sigh, closing his eyes and scratching the back of his neck. "What a show off" he scoff. He then grab his sisters attention by grabbing her hands gently, smiling he said "lets get out of here, okay?" The little girl only nods before walking besides him.
The 7 year old took her to a none occupied place in the park, (y/n) observe that it's an abandoned playground surrounded by old trees, the slides and seesaw is slightly rusted and ivy plants surrounds it. She look at her brother with confusion, demanding him to tell her why of all place.
"Don't give me that look sis, this place will help take your mind off things" he said while walking towards the sand box, sitting on it without hesitation "Join me, it's safe, no insects are gonna crawl on you" he reassures her.
(Y/n) only nods and sat beside her brother. The place was peaceful, the sound of nature surrounds them and the air was cooling, tall trees shielding them from the sunlight. Turning to her brother and ask "Is this you're favorite part of the park?"
"Hmm? Oh this, nah. I just found it today while I was looking for you" he said, the girl only let out a soft 'oh' and start looking around. There's another silent, it's not awkward but she's eager to have a conversation with her brother.
"Did you want to have a quirk Toru nii-san?" Toru smiled at her question, as if he knew that she'll ask him that. "Well, I mean...every kids have dreamed about it" he started. "So I would say my answer is yes, but I'm pass my quirk manifesting age already and I'm not depress about it" He said. Being quirkless isn't a big deal for Toru, he knew that being born in a quirkless family has a 95% percent of not getting a quirk.
"I'm at the age of 4 nii-san, and I haven't gotten my quirk yet..." The girl look down and grip her the hem of her skirt tightly "What if I'm quirkless?"
Toru didn't want to say something that could possibly hurt her feelings like 'Yes, your going to be quirkless forever like me' but he didn't want to sugar coat as well. He doesnt give false hope, knowing that its impossible for their genes to manifest one.
Instead he asked "Hey, what makes you want to own a quirk (y/n)?"
"Well, I think they make people look cool and powerful and strong! They are treated different from the quirkless, they get praise and have lots of friends! Also, they can be a real hero like from the comic books and save peoples life!" She excitedly exclaimed, Toru can see her eyes sparkling as she rambling cutely aboyt whats great about having quirk.
"And what's makes you the quirkless people is any different?" This question got (y/n) off guard. "Umm...it's because they're the opposite of that?" She said unsure of how she'll respond.
"No silly, quirkless people can be those things to" This cause (y/n) to tilt her head. Toru smiled because of her cuteness and gave her head pats.
"Just because we're quirkless doesnt mean we're powerless, we can be just as cool as them, we dont need quirks to impress them and we can definitely make many friends. Those who thinks being quirkless suck and should be treated wrongly are the low minded person who thinks highly of themselves. Also, you don't need capes and costume to be a hero, you just need to care" He explained.
"Didn't you say you wanted to be a hero as well?" Toru blinked twice at the question. "Ha!? I never said that. I said I want to be more than that" smiling widely with pride. "I want to be someone who help the hero instead, just like dad!"
(Y/n) tilted her head "like dad?" Toru nods spreading his arms "Yup! I want to be a scientist slash inventor like him, he makes really good weapon and gadgets that helps the hero with their mission!"
Toru's mood always change when he talks about his interest, he likes talking about machines and experimenting, he's also obsess with aliens and would like to meet one someday and experiment it.
"And if its possible, I can make an iron suit built for battle that can turn quirkless people into heroes" Toru said. The little girl smiled widely, imaginary glitters surrounds her as she looked at him with astonishment.
"That's cool Toru nii-san! You're going to be an amazing scientist when you grow up!" Her soft voice said with excitement, head pushed forward. The brother blushed a little from the praise, smiling shyly and scratching his nape.
The little girl suddenly stood from the ground, one arm placed on her hips and the other one is raised in the raise, looking down at his brother. "If you're going to follow Dad's footstep then I'll follow Mom's. I can be a doctor that saves patience life like a hero without a cape would do!
"That's great (y/n), mom will be so happy when she hears this." Toru smiled at the sight of her happy sister. He loves seeing her this happy since he deeply cares for her and doesnt want to see her sad"See, you don't need a quirk to save and help other people, just do you and you'll be great. Now, always smile more okay? You're fifth birthday is coming closer" He said standing up, patting the dirt away from his body.
"Mm! And I want (f/f) ( = Favorite flavor) cake! And Pizza and Pasta for my birthday please! Ooh and (f/f) Ice cream too!" The 4 year old girl started listing various of foods that she wanted for her birthday. Toru held out a hand "sure, lets go home and tell Mom, I bet their looking for us now"
The girl held his brothers hand and continued their conversation while walking.
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(y/n)'s special day had finally come, her eyes shining with excitement seeing her favorite foods placed on the table. Standing in the chair because she's too short for the tall table, mouth watering at the sight of the beautiful decorated(f/f) cake with five candles above it.
She extend her little fingers about to ruin the icing, hoping to get a little taste but was stopped by her mother holding a lighter. "Now now, we have to wait for your father to arrive, birthday girl"
She pouted at the older female, she then received a gentle pinch in her cheek, "you're so cute sweetie, I cant believe my little (y/n) is growing up" Her mother Akari said sweetly almost tearing up at the thought of her daughter growing up.
More guest continued to come inside their house, greeting the birthday girl and giving their presents. The girl didn't recognize half of the guest, since they're only a co-workers of her parents. Her other relatives also came and cousins that she have never met before. She invited her classmates but only five to seven came, she didn't really care who attended. She only cares about the foods and the gift.
She continued observing the guest who we're being entertained by her mother until a hand covered her eyes, The one who's covering her eyes didn't spoke a word but guessing by their action,they wanted her to guess who it is.
She smiled because she already knew who it was from the beginning "Toru nii-san I know it's you!" Finally, the hand covering her eyes was remove.
"Aww, how did you know?"
"Of all the guest here, you're the only one who would do that" She said.
"Hehe" Toru only let out a short laugh before remembering something "Oh yeah, here is my present for you" he pick up the well wrapped birthday present from the ground and hand it to the birthday girl who gladly accept it.
"I sacrificed my money from not buying tools to buy you a present, it's not that special I guess- you have a lot of it in your room so-" He stop when he saw (y/n) already tearing up the perfectly wrapped present.
"Wha-what are you doing! You're not suppose to open that yet, a-a-atleast do it somewhere without me" He panicked but quickly calm down at the girl's face.
She stared at the present with sparkling eyes, smiling happily at her brothers gift. "It's the latest Crimson riot action figure and its a limited addition! Omg, and it have a holographic projector too!" She pressed on the button and showed a hologram of one of Crimson riot's interview.
The two siblings watched the interviewer asking the hero a question about experiencing fear as a hero, The girl listened attentively as Crimson reveals that he isn't a hero that simply never experiences fear, noting that when he enters into a battle against super villains, he does fear for his life.
"Woah, He's so cool! Crimson Riot is so cool! His word can inspire a lot of people who's having trouble facing their fears" She continued praising her all time favorite hero, she would have easily chosen All might the number one hero like everyone does but her heart is set on another, and likes manly people like Crimson Riot.
"Thank you so much nii-san! I'll treasure this!" She jump on her brother and wrapped her arms around the boys waist tightly, the boy wasn't prepared for a surprise hug, almost falling out of balance, but was supported by stepping one foot backward.
"You're welcome (y/n)" His smiled sweetly hugging back his sister. They stayed like this for a while before releasing when they heard a familiar deep voice from the door.
"Where's my birthday girl!?" The two siblings faces lit up when they saw their dad. He just came back from work after 2 months just to attend his daughters birthday.
The girl ran towards the older male and Toru followed. Their father, Kozu kneeled down his daughter's level and hug her tightly but make sure she can breathe. "I miss you sweetie" he kiss her forehead. "Hehe, I miss you too Dad" (y/n) giggled.
Kozu look up to see his son standing next to them, he ruffled his hair too hard causing the boy to complaint "Ah Dad! Stop it, you're ruining my hair" Kozu only laugh at his son's reaction. "Sorry sorry, I miss you too much, I cant help my self" he said standing up.
"Honey you're late" The older male perks up to see his lovely wife walking towards them. "Better late than never" he said, while grabbing his wife's waist and kissing her all over her face and whispering sweet nothings to her ear.
The two siblings only watch in disgust. "Ew! Stop it Daddy, Im the birthday girl, I'm the one who should get all the affection"
"We have guests here, you should be ashame of yourself!" The boy crossed his arms and looks away from the couple.
Their parents laugh at their reaction, the kids aren't use to them being all cuddly but like to tease them to see their cute reactions.
The (L/n) family, A family of four. Their parents is known at their town for having a successful job. Kozu who works at the I-island as a scientist and inventor and Akari who's a professional doctor, a surgeon in fact. Have two kids named (y/n) and an inspiring scientist named Toru, despite being quirkless they are happy without it.
The family lives in a coastal area, the beach is only a 5 minute walk from their house. They're like living in their own private forest because their surrounded by large trees and small hills. They prefer living with the nature than the other neighborhoods.
"Lets light up the candles so we can start eating" Akari said pulling out the lighter from her pocket. The four went to the table and guest gathered around it.
(Y/n) who is now five years old stood at the chair once again. As soon as her mother lit up the candle, they all sang the birthday song.
She bobs her head up and down waiting patiently for the song to finish.
"Happy birthday to you~" Her family and the guest cheers once the song finished.
"C'mon sis, make a wish and blow your candle" Toru whispered.
A wish? She haven't thought about that. She close her eyes and thought carefully, Opening her eyes she wished silently in her head
'Even if I'm quirkless, I wish to experience exciting adventures and be like Crimson Riot, no matter how scary the situation he's in. He'll face it!
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2 years later, In Miyagi Japan. A six- year-old female and a nine-year-old male is having trouble getting home because of a heavy rain. The sky is covered in black clouds making the area dark enough troubling the two from seeing the path to their home, the rain falls in crazy chaotic drop, their whole body soak in water making the umbrella useless at this point.
"Toru nii-san, I'm cold" (Y/n) said, hugging her shivering form with one arm while the other hand is holding the umbrella with struggle. Toru quickly held his sister close to him as they walk.
"We are almost there (y/n). Hold on" he tried to comfort her, clicking his tongue he said "Tch, No one said anything about rain storm" The weather reporter said it himself that today is going to be a sunny day, but somehow his report gave a false information.
But this isn't the first time it happened. There's no sign of rain coming but suddenly water started pouring down, strong winds came from nowhere. Somehow the weather became fuck up.
"Ah! The umbrella's broken" Toru look at the broken umbrella in frustration. The downside of living in a forest like area.
They decided to stop and stood under a large trees, it has a lot strong branches and leaves so it shielded them from the rain. "Why did we only decided to stop now?" (y/n) deadpanned waiting for her brother to respond.
After a minute of silence, they laugh at each other. "I dont know, you're the one who's eager to go home" He said out loud.
"Cause I dont want to get stuck in the rain! I want to go home and shower and eat Mom's hot delicious soup" She said while imagining herself eating the soup in her pajama, watching the rain pour down on their window. This only cause her stomach to growl hungrily. "Yep I want to go home~" She whined. "What do you think is happening with our weather system here, it happened 3 times all ready"
"I don't know, but I'm sure the researcher and hero's is dealing with it" Toru said, while fixing his umbrella.
"It must be someone with a weather quirk or something" she muttered and Toru only hum in respond. He was too busy fixing the umbrella he didnt bother replying with words.
"Or the world is about to end because the weather is all mess up" She said.
"The world isn't going to end (y/n) dont think that far ahead, I still have to achieved my dream of becoming a scientist and marry a beautiful woman" He said. Few moments later of being drenched in water, shivering. A voice yelled out their names.
"Toru! (Y/n) where are you?!" The voice of their Dad was heard in the distance. This cause them to yell as well. "Dad,Were over here! Come get us!"
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Akari walked back and forth, worriedly thinking if her children is safe out in the rain, The rain poured down without any warnings. She send her husband to look for them in the woods, her mother instinct said that they're stuck out there.
She stopped walking when hearing a familiar tune on the TV, She walk closer to the television seeing the commercial is over, the news was on the screen again.
"This just in, there have been reports about strange looking creatures across the whole world-"
"What?"
The door opened and Kazu and two kids stepped inside the room soaking wet, leaving the wet umbrella outside and taking the kids bag from their back, he went and grab two large towels and wrapped it around the kids.
"Go find your Mom, she'll warm you up" He said. The two nod before walking down the halls to the livingroom to find their mother. Getting closer to the living room, she heard the sound of the tv and saw her mothers figure watching the Tv.
Running towards her she said "Mom! Mom! Can I have chicken soup for dinner-" she stop in her track when she saw her mothers unreadable expression, her eyes was focus in the screen. Standing on her spot like she had seen something frightening.
"Mom, what happened?" Toru asked beside her. Akari came back to reality when she heard his son's voice. She let out a relief sigh and ran closer to the both of them, "Thank goodness you're both safe, BUT your all wet! Quick go take a shower before you catch a cold" she said, rubbing (y/n)'s hair with her towel.
"What did the news say Mom?" Toru asked with curiosity. "Well its-" she was interrupted by the Tv.
"These Monsters like creatures are spotted roaming in all places, in the water, land and air. It had said to be attacking humans and eating crops, it appears these strange looking creatures have quirks. Many believe it's a doing of a villains, The scientists and pro heroes are still finding out more plausible excuse for such sightings. For now, these creatures are believe to be a threat to humans"
In the screen, they showed pictures of the creatures some are blurred and not taken properly. She look closely to see a dark purple creature with roundish body is standing in between the trees, its eyes glowed red and its appear it has a wide creepy smile.
Another photo was shown. A picture of a narrowed street with more monsters standing in the corner, Bunch of photos is shown in the screen and (Y/n) notice that they're in different shape and sizes. Their backs facing the camera, staring in disbelief she saw a walking blue turtle.
The last photo, is located in a farm with pumpkins that was being eaten by a bunch of rat however if you look closely it doesn't look like a normal rat.
"If they're going to show pics, they should have given us a more clear picture than a blurred one, who knows it might be photoshopped or
An illusion from someones quirk" Her brother complained. Only to be shushed by their mother "This is serious Toru! These creatures might be real and...dangerous!"
"If I wasn't in a short break from work, I would have get to the bottom of this" Her father said.
(Y/n) watched with interest when a video footage is played. A video of a thunderstorm, and something was flying above it. She cant distinguish what its look like but base on it's silhouette of a bird like creature, its wings and tail are a mass of spiky feathers and A large crest of spiked feathers surrounds its head.
What happened in the video was something unexpected, the creature flaps it wings and releases electricity that cause thunderstorm. "W-woah It did that?! Scary" Her brother exclaimed.
Scary? She didn't feel frightened at all, in fact she watch the video in awe. Her hearts beating with excitement when she saw a bird surround by sparks and the thunderstorm makes it even more cooler. She felt like she was watching her favorite hero except it's different. She felt interested in this monster like creatures.
'Creatures with quirks....sugoi!"
She was about to tell her brother what she feels but then a female news caster stop her from doing so.
"The Pro heroes is going to deal with these monster like creatures for now we all advise everyone to stay indoors specially childrens and be alert of your surroundings until further notice, I repeat stay indoors specially childrens and be alert of your surroundings until further no-"
The Tv suddenly black out, the light and other electronics as well. There was a power outage due to the raging storm.
I decided to post only ONE chapter of my Bnha x Reader x Pokemon crossover, I will let you know that this story is only available at Wattpad, but I dont mind sharing one of the chapter here.
MY POKEHERO written by HenceVy
#bnhaxpokemon#bnha x reader#pokemon x reader#bnha fanfiction#todoroki#midoroya#xreader#anime x reader
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Fallin’ All In You (Pt. 41)
Title: Fallin’ All In You (Pt. 41)
Pairing: Agent Whiskey x Reader
Author: @sheerfreesia007
Words: 3,934
Warnings: Smut, Breeding Kink
Tags: @synystersilenceinblacknwhite, @two-unbeatable-beaters, @randomness501, @sevvysaurus, @paryl, @fioccodineveautunnale, @talesfromtheguild
Author Notes: 4/4 of the Holiday arc! Holiday Smut! I know, I know I said we would meet Jack’s family in this and I had thoughts of describing his family more but I wanted to focus more on the women in his family.
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You stared in awe as the sprawling farmhouse came into view. There was a long winding gravel drive from the main road leading all the way to a large two story farmhouse that was lit with warm yellow lights from inside and outside. You were speechless as the taxi cab pulled up on the driveway that had an odd assortment of trucks and cars parked on it. The driver parked the taxi and got out to open the trunk and pull out your bags.
You took in a deep breath of fresh air as you exited the taxi and turned to the driver smiling warmly. Traveling was exhausting and you were so grateful that this taxi driver had been willing to drive all the way from the airport to Jack’s family’s farmhouse. You handed the driver forty dollars for a tip and he thanked you animatedly as he handed you your duffle and rolling suitcase.
“Thank you kindly miss.” He said a deep southern drawl and you nodded your head.
“I’m just grateful you were willing to come all the way out here. So thank you very much.” You explained.
“Oh I don’t mind I know the Daniels family they’re a good bunch if a little rowdy.” He said easily.
“I can only imagine if they’re anything like Jack.” You said teasingly and the man laughed brightly.
“So you’re Jack’s girl that I keep hearing about?” he questioned lightly and you blushed lightly at his words. “They’re all very eager to meet you. Just don’t let them scare you away they’re harmless.”
“Oh well thank you I’ll make sure to remember that.” You laughed softly as you looked back the large house, you could see a shadow in one of the first windows and then suddenly there was a flurry of motion at the window. You watched as more shadows passed across the windows leading to the front door that was opened widely with a small elderly woman bursting out with Jack following on her heels quickly. “Thank you again you have a good holiday.” You said warmly to the driver as you began your trek up the driveway as you saw Jack making his way over to you hurriedly.
“Happy Holidays darlin’.” Jack said warmly as you dropped your duffle bag and suitcase and embraced in a tight hug. Jack wrapped his arms tightly around your waist and held you close to his body as he dipped down to press a kiss your neck. “Thank goodness you’re here.” He husked out into your ear. You laughed brightly as you pulled your head back to look into his eyes.
“Aww what’s the matter honey? Miss me that much?” you asked teasingly and he glared at your teasing. He then smiled brightly down at you and gave you a kiss to your lips. You moved to deepen it but Jack pulled away grimacing softly.
“They’re all watching.” He said softly as he tilted his head to the window. Your eyes darted over and you smiled as you watched the curtains at the window flutter shut. “Besides the biggest instigator of the family is still waiting at the front door.” You nodded as you pulled away and moved to your luggage but Jack beat you to it easily scooping it up in his hands while he slung an arm around your shoulder. “How was your flight?” he asked
“Tiring but fine.” You answered easily as Jack led you over to the woman standing on the front porch waiting for the two of you. She was an elderly woman who had shocking white hair pulled up and away from her face. She was wearing a pretty red dress with a scoop neckline that stopped at her knees and a Christmas themed apron over it. She had the same chocolate brown eyes that Jack had and a warm bright smile on her face.
“Finally!” she exclaimed happily as she opened her arms to you as you got closer. You pulled away from Jack and walked into her arms where she hugged you tightly and your wrapped your arms around her firmly. “Oh she’s a good hugger.” The woman told Jack over your shoulder and you laughed out delighted. She pulled away and cupped your elbows to keep you close as she studied. “Now let me good look at the woman that’s captured my grandson’s attention.”
“Memaw.” Jack said in warning tone and you smiled widely at her. “She’s tired and has been traveling all day to get here can we not bombard her?”
“Oh Jack hush.” She admonished him and he instantly grew quiet to your surprise. “I just want to get a good look at her before everyone else meets her. Besides this is the first time in a very long time that you have brought someone home to visit.” She explained easily as she tucked her arm into and began turning to the front door. “Now don’t let the others scare you they’re a bit much but they’re good people.”
“Oh I’m sure it’ll be fine.” You said easily as you walked into the front door.
“Famous last words.” You heard Jack say from behind you as you entered into his family home.
You sat on the queen sized bed as Jack set your duffle bag and suitcase in the corner of the room for you to unpack later before bed. He came to stand in between your open legs and cupped the sides of your face smiling affectionately down at you. Pulling you to him he kissed your lips deeply and you groaned softly.
“I’ve been waiting forever to do that.” He husked against your lips and you smiled keeping your eyes closed. It had been at least an hour since you arrived and you felt like you must’ve met Jack’s entire family within that time. “You look tired, do you want to take a nap before dinner?” he asked softly as he pressed brief chaste kisses to your lips teasing you.
“Hmm, no way I’m pretty sure your grandma would think me weak for taking a nap.” You responded laughing lightly.
“She would not. She knows we’re all a lot to take in she wouldn’t hold it against you.” He assured softly as he pressed a long kiss to your lips.
“Liar.” You whispered against his mouth and gripped his shirt holding him tight to you so you could sweep your tongue against his bottom lip making him groan as he opened his mouth to you. You effortlessly flicked your tongue in Jack’s mouth and gripped his shirt tighter in your hands. “I missed you so much.” You whispered against his mouth when you pulled away.
“Me too darlin’. Me too.” He whispered back before he kissed you deeply once more. “How was your visit with your Dad?” he asked softly as the two of you pulled away and you began unpacking your luggage.
“It was alright I got one good day with him so that’s a plus.” You responded as Jack helped guide you around the room the two of you would be staying in. He watched as you pulled out a knee length hunter green dress from your suitcase and hung it up in the closet and crowded behind you.
“That’s good, I’m glad you got to celebrate with him. That dress is going to look so good on my floor.” He said into your ear as he bent his head down and began kissing up and down your neck. You moaned softly as you tilted your head back onto his shoulder giving him more access to your neck. You both stood there for a few more minutes just leaning into each other enjoying being close to each other again.
Just then you both heard the sound of loud footsteps running up the stairs and then a flurry of loud knocks sounded at the door.
“Uncle Jack! Daddy said to stop holding your girlfriend hostage we want her to come help with cookies!” came the shout of Jack’s youngest niece. You chuckled softly as you heard her than running back downstairs.
“C’mon I’m being summoned to bake cookies.” You said as you patted his arms that were wrapped low around your waist. Jack groaned softly and shook his head.
“No you’re my girlfriend I get to keep you.” He said softly in a childish tone and you laughed softly before turning in his arms. You kissed him deeply and harshly stealing his breath from him. When you pulled away the two of you were both panting.
“Of course you get to keep but you have to share with your family right now.” You assured him as you pulled out of his arms and he groaned again following you dejectedly to the bedroom door as you laughed softly.
The sound of raucous teasing floated in from the dinning room where most of the men of the Daniels family sat playing a game of poker as the women were in the kitchen baking as the kids bounced from room to room. The elders of the family were in the living room watching a movie except for Jack’s Memaw who had insisted that you start calling her that as well. You pulled another tray of sugar cookies from the stove and began sliding them onto the cooling rack on the large island of the kitchen. Jack’s sister and sister in law were in charge of decorating the enormous amount of cookies that you all were baking. His mom and Memaw were in charge of mixing the ingredients and you were in charge of the stove which you were more than happy about as you felt your day of traveling starting to catch up with you.
“So tell us dear when did you know that you were in love with our Jack?” asked Memaw as she looked up from the bowl of chocolate chip cookie dough with a smirk that reminded you immediately of Jack. His mom tried to chastise her mother for being so bold but you shook your head laughing softly.
“It’s fine.” You said easily to Jack’s mom. “I knew I’d get at least one interrogation when I agreed to come here. I’d be disappointed if I didn’t.” you explained. You turned back to Memaw smirking right back at her and watched as her eyes twinkled with amusement and admiration. “As for your question it kind of snuck up on me. I was attracted to Jack when I first met him a couple of years ago at work but he didn’t know who I was back then, I worked in the lab and he didn’t come down there very often. It wasn’t until I was promoted that I was on his radar.” You explained easily as you left out details of your and Jack’s work.
“So you noticed him first?” asked Jack’s sister and you turned to her with a nod of your head. “Well isn’t that par for the course with us Daniels, huh Ma?” she asked laughing knowingly.
“Oh of course. Every Daniels member has always been the last to fall in love with their partners.” Jack’s mom explained to you making you laugh with a knowing nod.
“Sounds about right.” You agreed and the women all laughed around you.
“That man is going to marry you.” Memaw said softly and you turned to her sharply. “Oh don’t look at me like that he is. You can see it in his eyes.” You shook your head softly as a smile creeped up onto your lips. Jack had only mentioned marriage once in a teasing manner and the two of you had been more apart than together for your relationship that it was slow moving which you were not unhappy about. You just didn’t know if marriage was something that Jack was serious about.
“We will see.” You said smiling at her.
“She’s right though. Ever since you’ve gotten here he’s always watching you when you’re not looking and it’s such a soft look. And Jack doesn’t soft looks.” Said Jack’s sister in law and the group of you laughed again at her words.
“I love the man so I’m willing to wait.” You said shrugging and the women smiled at you with soft sighs.
“Well he can’t wait too long. I want more great grandchildren.” Memaw said loudly making you, Jack’s sister and sister in law to burst into laughter while his mom chastised her loudly. “Oh hush sweetheart I’m old enough that I can get away with saying those things. Here dear why don’t you go refresh the drinks for the poker game. Give Jack some sugar and luck.” Memaw said softly as she handed you a few beer bottles from the fridge.
“Well I can see when you’re trying to get rid of me.” You teased and the women laughed again as you walked out into the dining room where Jack sat with one of his nephews on his knee while he played poker. You stopped in your tracks at the image and felt your stomach bottom out. Jack was leaning forward to whisper in his nephew’s ear explaining his cards to the young boy and your mind immediately began racing with images of Jack with your children. Your heart clenched in your chest and you sucked in a breath. Jack heard you and looked up in concern but when he saw you standing there staring at him with such an intense look on your face holding the beer bottles he felt his whole body heat with desire. You were looking at him like he was the only man in the room and he could feel his arousal start to build in the pit of his stomach.
His eyes tracked you as you moved around the table refreshing the beers that all the men were drinking. You joked and laughed easily with the men as you moved looking as if you had always a part of the family and that thought made Jack’s heart twist in his chest. You belonged here with his family and Jack felt the desire to give you that grow in his chest. When you came over to stand beside him he tilted his head up to look at you as he felt your hand softly rub his back. You smiled down at him and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips, he nearly groaned when he felt your tongue quickly lick at his lips before you pulled away.
“Win this hand and you’ll win something else later tonight.” You whispered softly in his ear and Jack had to silently stare at you as desire coursed through him. You winked and walked back into the kitchen.
“Alright Ryder you ready to win yer Daddy’s money?” Jack asked softly to the little boy in his lap.
“Sure am Uncle Jack.” Ryder said happily as he grinned across the table at his dad.
It was hours later and you were heading up the stairs tiredly after helping clean up the kitchen and dining room. You were beat after traveling all day and then spending the late afternoon to evening with Jack’s family. As you opened the door for the bedroom you were instantly yanked into the room and shoved against the door. Jack’s lips were dragging open mouthed kisses against your neck and his mustache tickled underneath your jaw.
“Jack!” you gasped out softly as he rested his weight on you.
“I won darlin’. Hell I won the whole damn game after your promise downstairs.” Jack panted out softly as he ground his hips into yours. Your arms came up to wrap around his neck and he nuzzled farther into your neck. “So what’s my prize?” he asks in a low gravel making you shiver against him.
“It’s gotta be within reason your family is sleeping not far from us.” You pant softly as you feel his lips suck open mouth kisses into your flesh. “Jack.” You gasp softly as his thigh comes up to press in between your legs.
“Slow and lazy or hard and fast?” he questions in your ear as his hands clasp your hips tightly dragging you up onto his thigh.
“If we do slow and lazy I might pass out, I’m so tired.” You say softly as you clench your thighs around his.
“Hard and fast it is then.” He responds easily as he twirls you away from him and the door to face the bed. His fingers are already tugging your shirt up and over your head as your own come to the waistband of your jeans undoing them quickly. Jack groans lowly as he sees your matching black lace set that you were hiding under your clothes and hurriedly begins unbuttoning his red plaid shirt. You move closer and begin undoing his belt buckle and quickly slide down his zipper. Before you can slide your hand in his underwear Jack has to turned around to the bed again. His larger hands are gripping yours loosely as he guides them to the tall bed post. “Keep your hands here darlin’ no touching tonight.” He demands lowly and you shift with a soft whimper.
Jack’s hands trail from your own over your arms to your shoulders where he snaps one of your bra straps against your skin making you hiss in pleasure. They then travel down your back to the clasp which is quickly undone and your breasts drop slightly in the black lace. Jack tugs one of your elbows up and he slides it out of the bra strap before replacing it back on the bed post. Stepping closer and pressing his front to your back he repeats the action with your other arm before dropping your bra to floor. You’re panting with desire at his soft touches and anticipation to him finally touching you like you want him to.
“So tell me what you were thinking about when you came into the dining room earlier. You looked like you could eat me alive with those sinful eyes darlin’.” He said softly as his hands suddenly cupped and gripped your breasts tightly in his hands. You threw your head back to rest against his shoulder with a low whine and your hips shifting back towards him. “Uh-uh darlin’. Tell me.” He demands as his hands tweak your nipples in his fingers. You’re panting as your head falls forward and your head is growing cloudy with desire.
“I-I oh Jack.” You gasp out softly as the feel of his hands becomes too much for you. Suddenly his hands are gone and you’re gasping.
“Tell me.” He demands again and you feel his fingers plucking at the waistband of your underwear.
“You looked so g-good with your nephew in your lap. It-it made me think about if we had kids.” You pant out and try shifting back against him. Jack’s groan is low, loud and long as his hands flex on your hips. You hear a ripping sound and suddenly you’re bare. “Jack!” you hissed softly at him.
“I’ll buy you a new pair.” He grunts out as you hear him shedding his own underwear before he’s pressing close to your back and you feel his cock slide in between your ass cheeks. You whimper softly and press back against him. “So you want to have my children is that darlin’?” he asks in a deep tone and one of his hands comes to gather a handful of your hair and drag your head back. You’re gasping for air with the movement and then suddenly he’s slamming into you. Your grip on the bedpost tightens as Jack begins to pound into you from behind. “You want to get you pregnant is that it?” he drawls out lowly and you’re keening soft and high using the bed post to push off from and thrust back against him.
The heat in your body is building quickly and your muscles are clenching tightly. You shift your feet further apart to ground yourself as Jack dips his hips and thrusts harshly up. Your breath is being dragged out of you and sweat is beading at your forehead and rolling in between your shoulder blades.
“Please.” You gasp out softly needing Jack to do something more than pounding into you. You feel his hand in your hair disentangle and ghost down your back.
“Please what darlin’? Tell me and I’ll give you everything.” Jack pants out. Your heart clenches in your chest and you know full and well that he speaks the truth. This man would give you everything he can if only you asked.
“Please Jack. Put a baby in me.” You gasp softly and fling your head back as his cock drags against your walls just right. “Please, oh please.” You gasp out, your fingers clenching so hard around the bed post that they start to cramp. Jack’s growling lowly and wrapping an arm around your waist so his fingers can flick against your clit as he begins to thrust harder into you.
“Gonna fuck you so good darlin’. Gonna put a baby in you tonight. You want that darlin’? You wanna have my baby?” he pants into your ear and begins to grind his hips against your ass as his fingers expertly circle your clit.
“Yes please, oh please. Fuck.” You pant and then your mouth is dropping open in a silent scream as your orgasm slams into you taking you by surprise. Your walls clamp down on Jack’s cock and he’s burying his nose into your neck and moaning lowly against your skin.
“Fuck darlin’, take it. Take it all.” He gasps out into your skin and you feel his orgasm release into you making you gasp for air.
There’s a ringing in your ear and it takes you quite a bit of time to come back to earth after that high. You’re still holding onto the bedpost but your fingers are cramped and starting to hurt, not to mention all of your muscles are cramping. Jack’s hands come up to loosely cup your hands and you snuggle back into his chest so that he arms cradle you. He manages to pry your hands from around the bed post and sweeps you up into his arms cuddling you close to his chest. He gently lays you down on the bed and moves to the ensuite bathroom. Coming back into the room you rolled your head over to see that he had brought out a damp wash cloth that he used to clean you up and throwing it into the hamper in the corner of the room. When he came back to the bed and climbed in you snuggled up close to him laying your head on his chest and just listening to him breathing.
“So you want to have my children huh?” he asked softly and you let out a soft chuckle.
“Eventually if that’s where this is leading.” You answered him. “It just hit me when I saw you with Ryder. You would be a great dad.” You explained as you nuzzled your nose into his chest taking in his scent.
“And you would make a great mom.” He murmured to you as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. You hummed low in your throat as sleep began to overtake you quickly.
“Love you Jack.” You slurred out with a smile.
“Love you too darlin’. Happy Holidays.” He said softly and the only answer he got was a soft snore from you that made a wide grin form on his face.
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Coffee Cups and an Underwear Drawer
Book: LoveHacks
Pairing: Mark x MC (Dani)
This one-shot (which was supposed to be a ficlet but you know me) fills a request from @darley1101 and is one of my “Mark and Dani: The College Years” pieces. I hope you like it and if you do, please like, comment, or reblog! I appreciate every single note!
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“I still don’t understand why you wouldn’t let me drive, Mom. We could have made way better time and I’m the one who knows the city.” Dani pointed at the next intersection from the passenger seat of the car they’d rented to take her back to college half-way across the country. “Turn right up here.”
“Because you’re not on the rental agreement and you drive like a lunatic. You would have tried to lose your dad and brother just because you’d think it was funny.”
“No, I wouldn’t. They have all my stuff in that U-Haul.”
Her mom laughed, then checked the rear-view mirror and her blind spot before moving into the turning lane. “Tell me again why you got an apartment when the dorms are so much more affordable.” Making the turn, she watched in the mirror to make sure the truck was still behind them before speeding up. “The rent in this city is outrageous.”
“Because I’m a senior and all the cool kids are doing it,” Dani answered, watching the house numbers as they passed. Just off-campus, the entire street was lined with old Victorians rented out by Grantmore students. Dani and her roommate would occupy the third floor of one of them, complete with the attic space to do… whatever the hell people did in an attic space. Have parties, she supposed. It was gonna be awesome. “It’ll be fine, mom. I’m splitting everything with my friend Ashley. She’s in nursing school. You’d like her.”
“So because she’ll be a nurse, I’m automatically supposed to like her?”
“I mean, yeah. You’re a nurse so isn’t it like a prerequisite you like other nurses?”
“No,” her mom chuckled. “Where is this house of yours?”
“Oh, shit.” Dani turned around in her seat. “I think it’s back that way.”
“Danielle!”
“I’m just kidding!” Dani laughed. “It’s right up here. Pull up behind that white car.” Unbuckling her seatbelt as her mom stopped the car, Dani bent down to gather all the trash from their road snacks into a recycled grocery bag.
“Huh,” her mom said. “Surprise, surprise.”
“What?” Confused, Dani sat up to look out the window and felt a wide smile spread across her cheeks. There he was waiting for her; her best friend, sitting on the porch steps next to a to-go tray full of coffee cups. Her heart raced, beating two, maybe even three times faster than normal while her stomach flipped and flopped. Weird. It almost felt like she was nervous… but that can’t be it, it’s Mark. Maybe the gas station burrito she ate awhile back wasn’t such a good idea.
“Well, look at that,” her mom mused as Mark stood up and straightened his shirt. “His smile matches yours.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. We’re just friends. He’s probably just here to help me move my stuff… or something.”
“I don’t see any other friends here.” Her mom looked up and down the street before nodding in Mark’s direction. “That is not a boy waiting around to help his friend move her stuff. That is a boy excited to see the girl he loves after missing her for three months.”
“You’re delusional,” Dani laughed nervously. “He has a girlfriend.”
A slow grin appeared on her mom’s face as her eyebrow raised, giving Dani one of the many ‘mom looks’ she and her brother Alex knew so well. This one said- you think you know everything but you don’t know shit. “For now,” she said simply.
“Oh my God, stop.” With shaking hands, Dani smoothed her ponytail. “How do I look? Is my makeup ok? It isn’t all smudged and nasty, is it?”
“Why do you care so much? I thought you were just friends?”
“Ugh, forget it.” Rolling her eyes, Dani opened the car door and stepped out as the U-Haul pulled up behind them.
“I hope one of those coffees is for me!” her mom shouted as Dani slammed the door shut.
Walking up to her new home, and Mark, Dani couldn’t stop the smile on her face if she tried and when Mark met her halfway, he lifted her up in a bear hug so tight she didn’t know how she would draw her next breath. Or even if she wanted to, not if breathing meant he let her go. She pushed the silly thought from her mind as he set her down, still holding on tight. “It’s good to see you, Collins.”
“It’s hella good to see you too, Dani.” His deep voice sounded almost breathless in her ear and his hold loosened, only enough to look into her eyes and smile. “How was the drive?”
“Longer than necessary with my mom driving,” Dani laughed.
“Well, we don’t all think the speed limit is just a suggestion like you do.”
The smile on Mark’s face faded into something softer as he looked into her eyes and when his gaze shifted to her lips and back again, she distantly heard the rumble and clang of the truck’s rolling back door open; reminding her they had an audience. A very nosy but well-meaning audience who would tease her mercilessly for being in love with her best friend. Which was ridiculous, wasn’t it? Yes, of course, it was. Definitely. Nope, nothing to see here, just two friends clinging to each other on a sunny day, not weird at all. A warm flush spread across her cheeks as she let out an embarrassed giggle and stepped out of his embrace, breaking whatever spell his gorgeous blue eyes put her under. “Sorry. I umm…” she mumbled.
“I uh… I brought coffee for everyone,” Mark stammered at the same time. “It should still be hot if anyone wanted some, or whatever.” He looked away and rubbed the back of his neck, the blush on his face matching the one Dani could feel getting hotter on hers.
So he felt it too. The awkwardness, the embarrassment, the warm and fuzzy feeling in his stom… No, Dani, she told herself. It’s just Mark, your best friend, not some stupid crush so stop making it weird. She took a deep breath and smiled brightly, determined to move past… whatever was happening. “You, sir, are my hero.”
A soft, affectionate smile graced his lips as his shoulders sagged in relief. “I try.” With a tip of his head, he gestured at the porch and placed a light hand on her lower back. “Come on, I got you your favorite.”
Falling into step beside him, Dani heard her dad and brother arguing and glanced over her shoulder. Only her mom was visible, standing in the street behind the truck and shaking her head at what was going on inside. Plenty of time for Dani to drink some of her coffee then. All of it, if history was to be believed. Once those two got going it didn’t stop until Dani or her mom took control of the situation. Then they would pout for a few minutes, grumbling under their breath about why they were right before doing what they were told. She turned back around and found Mark holding out a large purple drink with an extra fat straw poked through the top. “You didn’t,” she gasped.
“I did,” he beamed proudly.
“BOBA!” Dani squealed as she took it and cradled its cold surface to her cheek. “Oh, how I’ve missed you.” She took a drink, closing her eyes in bliss as the sweet, nutty flavor hit her tongue. “Oh my god, and it’s taro too. I could kiss you for this Mark, you have no idea.”
“Geez, Dani. It’s just tea.”
“Uh-uh,” she hummed as she took another sip and shook her head. “It’s love poured into a cup and it’s everything.” While she happily chewed away at the black tapioca pearls from the bottom of her drink, the voices by the truck grew more agitated. Now take the goddamn drawers out like I told you to, she heard her dad yell. It took a moment for the meaning of his words to penetrate the boba induced euphoria fogging her brain, but once it did, her face went cold. “Oh, fuck…” she whispered, wide-eyed and slack-jawed with her straw still in her mouth. “They’re gonna find my vibrator!”
“What?” Mark choked as she thrust the cup into his hands.
Heart going overtime, breathless, and seriously regretting her life choices, Dani sprinted down the walkway. If her dad saw what his little girl had hiding in the drawer, she would die. He would die. Everybody would die. Ok, fine, she shouldn’t have relied on just burying it in her unders and put it in a box, but what if her mom unearthed it while unpacking? Not quite as bad, but still mortifying. Even worse if her mom pulled it out and said something like, ‘Oh, I like this model. Good choice, Dani’. Inquisitive or not, there were some things Dani just did not care to know and whether her mom used sex toys was definitely one of them. “Hey! Hi!” Dani shouted as she leaped from the curb and into the street.
Startled, her dad leaned away, lip curled as he looked her up and down, “The hell’s the matter with you?”
“What? Nothing. What do you mean? I’m fine,” Dani rambled, too fast for her words to be seen as anything near casual. “What are you guys talking about?”
“Dad’s bitching about the dresser being too heavy with the drawers in it,” Alex said from inside the truck. To clear the path to the source of Dani’s distress, he lifted a box marked ‘books’ from a stack of three. It was easy for him, thanks to his 6’3 frame, college football physique, and following in her father’s footsteps in the fire department. He set the box down on the other side of the truck and leaned against the open door, crossing his arms as he smirked down at her. “Nice of you and your boyfriend to tear yourselves away from each other to help, Dani.” He chuckled, as usual, thinking he’s funnier than he is as he nodded over Dani’s head. “Hey, Mark.”
“Alex, good to see you again,” Mark nodded back as he joined them, balancing the tray of coffees in one hand and taking a sip of her boba with the other.
“Hey, that’s mine!”
Mark shrugged. “Then why’d you give it to me?” He shot her a wink, then took the coffees, and her boba, over to where her parents were ‘having a discussion’ a few feet away.
“Aww, look,” her brother teased as their mom greeted Mark with a hug he could only return half-way. “He’s even in with the parents.”
Dani turned and scowled up at the stupid look on his face, hand pressed to his heart like the irritating moron he was. “Why are you even here, poop stain? Don’t you have a job you should be at or something?”
“Nope. Took a few vacation days to help my baby sister move into her first big girl apartment.” He shot her an extra-cheesy grin and pushed himself off the doorframe. “We’re gonna move as much furniture as we can first, including your stupid dresser. I’ll bring the drawers over so whoever wants to grab them can.”
“No, wait!” she shouted, scurrying up the ramp. She pushed her brother to the side and walked past him. “I’ll get them myself.”
“Whatever, psycho,” Alex mumbled. “What? Worried I’m gonna see your underwear or something? I used to change your diapers.”
“That’s impressive since you were like two when I was born.” Dani rolled her eyes as she slid out the first drawer and walked over to set it down by the door. “And yes, as a matter of fact, I don’t need you or dad seeing my panties ok?”
“Ugh,” Alex grimaced as she walked past for the second drawer. “Don’t… don’t use that word.”
“What? Panties?” she asked as she placed drawer number two on top of the first and went back for the one causing all the trouble. Mark could take the first two, and she’d take the third. Easy peasy and no one else would have to know what was hiding inside.
“Yes. It’s gross. Coming out of your little sister’s mouth, it’s gross.”
Balancing the drawer on her hip, Dani plucked out a pair of black lace panties and dangled them in Alex’s face. “Panties, panties, panties, Alex,” she laughed, chasing him to the other side of the truck. “Eww… so gross!”
“Mom!” Alex shouted, cowering in the corner as he tried to block the assault. “Dani’s shoving her underwear in my face!”
“I don’t feel bad for you,” their mom shouted back. “I seem to recall you chasing her around the house with your cup after football practice. Payback’s a bitch, Alex.”
“Ha!” Dani cheered. She got one more hit against the side of his head before he pushed her back and jumped out of the truck.
Red-faced, he pointed up at her from the ground while the rest of them laughed at the show. “I’m getting you back for that, shithead.”
“Ooh…” Dani shivered mockingly. “I’m so scared.”
“Fuck your drawers, Dani.”
“When you say drawers, do you mean…” Alex cut her off with a glare, but she raised her eyebrows and mouthed the word anyway.
Lips pressed together as he tried not to laugh, Mark handed back her still full boba and grabbed the two drawers. “I’ll take these,” he said in a pinched voice.
“Thank you, Mark,” she smiled sweetly. Not trusting her brother to not spill or spit in her drink, she placed the cup in the drawer and got a better hold with both hands. “I’ll get the doors open and stuff before we take more up, k?” she told her dad as she walked down the ramp.
“Yeah, alright,” her dad grumbled with a nod. “Don’t be putzing around up there though, we’re burnin’ daylight here.”
“We won’t, Dad,” she grinned as she and Mark passed.
“So I was gonna give Alex his coffee but I figured he might have thrown it at you,” Mark mumbled as they made their way up to the door.
“Nah,” Dani laughed. “He’s all bark and no bite but I understand your concern.” She walked up the porch steps and stopped, looking at what was hanging on doorknob then down at the drawer in her arms. “Ah, crap. I gotta get the key from the lockbox. Here.” She turned around and placed her drawer on top of the two Mark was carrying, making him grunt as the height of which brought all of her undergarments up to his chin.
“So umm… did Ashley move her stuff in yet?”
“Yeah, yesterday. Today she’s showing her sister Sienna around the city,” Dani explained as she punched in the code the landlord gave her. She glanced over her shoulder and held in a laugh at the sight of Mark, cheeks red, and trying very hard to look anywhere but at what was right under his nose. His eyes trailed down, then shot to the side as he cleared his throat and she resumed the task at hand before he could catch her watching. “Hey, what were you going to tell me earlier?” she asked as she got the key from the box and inserted it in the lock.
“What?” he croaked.
“When I ran off you were about to say something.” She pushed open the heavy wood door, turned back around and took the drawer off his hands. “What was it?”
“Oh.” One corner of his mouth twitched in a shaky half-smile as his blush grew deeper still. “I… I just wanted to say that I uh, I missed you.”
The smile she returned spread slowly across her face. “I missed you too, Mark. Like a lot.”
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Summer Love
Chapter 2 - TNA - After the Wedding.
A/N: I’m editing all my fanfiction and tidy up my tumblr account. Correcting mistakes and shorting chapters down. Sorry if you have already read this. Let me know if you would like to be tagged!
Find previous chapters HERE under The Nanny Affair - After the Wedding.
Word count: 3489 Sorry that was the shortened down version too. The OG was 5000!
WARNINGS: ⚠️ Some adult language ans sexual content.
Disclaimer: Characters are property of Pixelberry.
Pairings: M!Sam x MC - Olive.
Enjoy 😘
10 years ago
"Jenny, do you have to go? Who am I going to hang out with all summer?" "Olive, You have loads of friends not just me. Plus, you will be busy with your summer job! Promise me one thing make sure Jace turns up on time, please" I sigh, "OK, I will but it won't be the same without you!" I hug her as we stood outside her mom's car.
"I will be back before you know it" Jenny, mom beeps the horn. Jen smiles at me "Right, I have to go see you in a few weeks! Love you" "Have fun! Say Hi to your Nan for me. See you soon! Love ya Jen!" She gets into the car and waves as her mom drives off.
I hear Jenny's front door close and footsteps coming down the stairs, " "Hey, I'm off to meet some mates. Laters" I grab his arm, and he turns to me "Olive, what are you doing?" "Have you forgotten? We are both due to start work in 20 minutes" "Olive, you didn't really think I was going to stick to my mom's deal and go to that job did you?" "Poor Jace, your mom spoke to me last night, and she asked me to tell her if you don't turn up" I smiled at him.
"So! What is she going to do if I don't? Ground me?!" he laughs. "No, nothing like that she's just hidden your car keys so you can't use it for that concert you want to go to at the end of summer" he looks surprised. "What?! No, she hasn't! She can't do that!" "She has! We are going to be late," he sighs, "Fine, let's go!" We take the subway to my Uncle Pete's bar and restaurant as we get there. We walk round the back to let ourselves in.
Uncle Pete is waiting for us "Olive! Jace always a pleasure to see you. Right you two your Tallulah's t-shirts are there in the box in the corner. Get change in the toilet's. I'll probably start you both off with taking out meals until the washing up starts piling up. We both heads over to pick up a shirt" "Hey Pete, Do you have a large?" Jace asks, "No, sorry not at the moment I need to order some more." We go to get changed, once I'm done I head to the kitchen Jace isn't far behind me, when he enters the kitchen I nearly fall to the floor laughing.
"OK, it's not funny, Olive" "Really because I think it's hilarious! You look like you might Hulk out of it!" "OK, Olive have you finished?" "Sorry, I'm just getting started Jace" Uncle Pete comes into the kitchen and takes one look at Jace and tries to hide a laugh.
"Great, you managed to squeeze into it" I head off to the stock room and grab what we and take them back to the kitchen.
Jace has rolled out the pizza base and spinning it around his hand above his head "OK, no one likes a show off Jace" "Aww, Olive are you jealous you can't do th..." he's cut off by the dough landed flat on his face. I howl laughing "Wow, I'm so jealous" "Jace you have to get a new ball of dough now" Uncle Pete tells him.
Once we are finished, we take the meals out to the table we make a start on the washing up Jace washes and I dry up. By the end of our shift we are both drained "Argh, My feet are going to fall off!" "Well, if they do, I'm not carrying you home" I playfully slap him "Thanks! Such a gentleman!" We both laugh and get our stuff to head home.
2 Week's later I'm getting ready for work when my mom call's up to me "Bubble, Jace is here for you" "OK, Mom I will be down in a minute. A lot has changed in the last two weeks, the first few days I had to keep knocking for Jace to make sure he turned up work, then by the end of the week he started calling for me. He has actually been really sweet we've been chatting outside work too.
I've spoken to Jenny a few times, she's having fun with her Nan in Wilmington, North Carolina. I head downstairs to meet Jace "Hey, are you ready to go?" He asks me "Yep, Bye Mom! I'll see you later!" "See you later Bubble!" she shouts back as we head out.
We make our way to work via the subway, as soon as we get there we have a table of 30 so, We start on the washing up "Olive, can you turn on the tap I need more water." I reach for the tap and turn it on as I do a plate is in the way and the water splashes all over Jace.
He is soaked. I can't help laughing at him, "So, you think it's funny do you Olive?" Crap I have no where to run I'm trapped and Jace is blocking my only way out. He swipes the water in the sink at me, I try to cover myself, but it's no use I'm drenched, Jace is laughing, so I get him back swiping water at him.
We are both soaked "Give up, Olive!" both of us still splashing water at each other "No, not till you do," I'm not completely sure how it happened but Jace's lips are on mine at first I'm shocked. His hands move to my hips to lift the bottom of my shirt up when the kitchen door opens we spring apart it's Sarah.
"Sorry guys more washing up" "Thanks Sarah. Is it still busy out there?" I ask, "It is quieting down now, thank god! I have a few more plates to bring in, so I'll be back in a minute." she's left the kitchen Jace has continued washing up not looking at me this is how the rest of our shift together went in silence.
"Walk home together?" he asked. "Yeah OK!" "I think we need to talk about earlier!" We leave "So, about earlier. What was that?" He asks, "I don't know, I have no idea what happened. One minute we were messing about the next we were kissing." "How do you feel about kissing me?" "It was nice. What about you?" "Me? I've wanted to kiss you for ages." He smiles.
"No, I'm not I'm being serious. I figured you didn't see me as anything other than your best friend's brother. So I gave up trying!" "So, what if we start again?" He smiles at me as we reach my house "So if I was to ask you on a date tomorrow night you would say...?" "I would say pick me up at 7pm" "OK, see you tomorrow at 7!" He smirks at me as I head into the house.
The next evening I'm getting ready to go on my date with Jace when I hear a knock at the door, "Come on lets go!" I say pulling Jace along with me.
We take the subway to the bowling alley and change our shoe once we get there. "Lovely foot wear, very on trend!" "You can make fun of me all you want, but at least I don't look like I have clown feet." I laugh. He turns to me "You know what they say about big feet." He winks at me "Yeah, I do, they have massive heads!" "HEY!" he says with a giggle. "Let's play. By the way I play to win!" "Is there any other way?" we start playing Jace gets a strike on his first go.
We leave the bowling alley we start to walk home when we come across a street performer playing a guitar as I'm about to walk passed him, Jace grabs my hand and starts dancing with me. "Jace!" He spins me out then back towards him, I laugh! "I love your laugh, Olive." I look up at him as I snake my arms around the back of his neck, his eyes meet mine, then flit down to my lips. His lips crash against and he deepens the kiss, his tongue dances around mine.
He pulls away and smirks at me, "Come on lets get you home before your parents send out a search party!" He drops me back home as soon as I get in I head to bed when I hear my phone.
PING
*1 New Message From Jace*
[Night beautiful! I've had the best night, can't wait to do it again! Jace x]
[Aww! Jace, I had an amazing time too. Definitely doing it again. ;) Sweet dreams xx]
A few week later one Saturday, it's dad's birthday, he's having a BBQ with family and friends coming over even Jace and his parents are coming. I'm helping mom with the salad when I hear him "Hi Olive, you look nice today!" I turn to him "Thank you," he smiles at me and looks over to my mom who has her back towards us then plants a quick kiss on my lips.
I blush as he pulls away.
"Do you need any help Mrs. Schuyler?" He asks not taking his eyes away from mine, "Oh, thanks Jace, but we are all done now!" Mum tells him as she takes the salad out to the garden.
Jace wrapped his arms around me "I've missed you," he tells me, "You only saw me last night!" I say before he plants another kiss on my lips. We hear someone heading in, so we spring apart as dad comes into the kitchen, "Hey, Jace" "Happy birthday Mr. Schuyler! "Thanks, you guys coming outside?" "Yeah, we were just heading out there." We both join everyone in the garden.
Later dad and uncle Pete are deep in conversation I look over to Jace, who is already looking over to me and nod towards the house. We sneak inside, and I grab his hand, and lead him to my bedroom, but he stops me on the stairs "Olive, I don't think this is a good idea! Your dad will do his nut if he catches us!" "He's busy! Pete will keep him busy for ages. Plus, all I wanted to do was show you Jenny's birthday present I've been working on!".
He hesitates, but follows me as he comes into my bedroom, I close my door, and he looks around "I've not been in here since I was 8" I laugh, "yeah, dad kinda doesn't let me have boys in here!" He looks worried "Don't worry he won't catch you in here! Come on sit while I get out her present." he sits at the end of my bed while I find Jenny's present, I sit next to him. "So what is it?" I pull the photo album out of the bag.
"It's a photo album with pictures from when we were kids right up to recent ones we've taken" we flick through the album. "Olive, she's going to love this! Such a lovely idea!" He smiles at me "I'm clever, aren't I?" I wink at him before I can react, he starts tickling me and I collapse backwards and start moving up the bed to get away, but it's no good! "Jace" I laugh then he stops as he is hovering above me looks at my lips "You are so beautiful, Olive."
I loop my hands around his neck and pull him in for a kiss. He deepens the kiss, then his hands slide up the side of my leg and under my top to my breast. He pulls away a little "Is this OK?" I nod as I pull him back to me and slide my hand under his shirt feeling his abs, and he smiles against my lips.
I move my hands to his back, and he presses against me more as I bite his lip he groans, he moves his lips to my neck "Jace!" I moan, and he continues kissing down to my collarbone. I pull him back up to my lips, then lift his shirt to take it off he looks at me as I pull it over his head "Olive, we should stop!" "I don't want to!" his lips smash against mine his tongue plays with mine.
He pulls up again "Olive, I've never...you know! I've done stuff just not that" I cup his face "Jace, Me neither!" "Are you sure?" I nod, it's like something breaks in him because he doesn't hold back or fight it anymore.
He starts to undress me until we are both down to our underwear. He pulls back to look at me "Wow, you look absolutely stunning! Olive" "Stop looking at me and show me how stunning you think I am!". He collapses against me, his hand slides down my body and stop between my legs before he slips into my underwear.
He starts stoking me"ohhh...Jace!" he whispers against my ear "Olive, you're going to have to be quiet unless you want your dad to kill me!" I smirk as he nips my ear lobe. "Also tell me if it's uncomfortable," he says,"Oh, believe it's anything but!" This spurs him on more as he runs his teeth gently against my neck before pulling my bra out of the way to suck my nipple.
Every touch makes me tingle "Jace, I need more!" I bring his lips back to mine to hide my moans. He starts to kiss down my body "Jace, where are you going?" He looks up at me "Just lay back," he says before planting a kiss inside my thigh then his tongue brushes against me "Jace....oh! That feels..." his tongue slide inside me and I struggle not to scream with pleasure.
I pull him up to me,"My turn!" I tell him as I push him against the bed and start kissing his neck and down his body as I reach his boxers, he shudders as I pull them down. He's hard, I take him in my hand as I lick the tip he lets out a small groan, I smirk as I take him into my mouth, his hips buck upwards as I slide my tongue around him.
He grabs the bed sheets, clenching his fist as he bites his lip, trying hard not to moan aloud. He places his hand behind my head, guiding me "Olive....." moving me faster along him and it's not long before he pulls me up pushing me against the bed.
"Olive, are you sure about this? I won't regret this, but I don't want you to either," I smile at him "I'm sure! Condoms top draw, on your left" He leans over, opens the draw pulls out the condom packet, and places one on himself before hovering above me again "If it becomes uncomfortable, tell me, and we'll stop! OK?" "I will," I smile at him.
He positions himself at my entrance as he kisses my lips just before he enters me. I wrap my arms around him. He pulls his lips away to look at me keeping, his eye on mine as he starts off slow,"Jace more," he starts to speed up, each thrust more powerful than the last.
His gaze finally leaves mine as he leans in to kiss my neck, he groans against it "Olive.....ohhhhh!" I smirk "Shhh!" His lips come to meet mine to muffle out our moans, I dig my nails into his back, and he bites my lip.
My hands move to his bum, pushing him down to deepen his thrusts he gets the hint and goes harder "Ohh...god...that's deep!" "Jace I...I want to be on top!" he flips us over until I'm straddling him.
I start riding him "Fuck me, Olive! Shit....I'm going to come!" I start to ride him harder bringing myself to the edge, and we both fall over it together! I collapse next to him panting, I turn to him, he's smiling at me "Olive, that was..." "Amazing, incredible or unbelievable?" He plants a kiss on my lips "all three!" He says.
Just then there a knock at the door both of us look at each other in shock, Jace gets up grabbing his clothes scrambling to put them on as the door open I wrap the blanket around me and mom walks in she catches Jace in just his pants.
"WHOA!!" Mom screams as she closed the door again, averting her eyes, she closes it enough to not see anything but also enough to talk to me "Olive, I just came up to tell your Uncle has booked a weekend away for me and your dad for his birthday we leave in a bit and won't be back till Monday. I was going to ask if you are ok to leave you on your own or if you wanted a friend to stay, but I guess you can ask Jace if you want? As long as you are being safe?"
"Oh mom, that's cool. Safe?" "Yes, Olive safe as in using protection!" "MOM!!" We weren't doing anything I was just changing and....and...." "Bubble you don't need to explain, you are 17 nearly 18 years old. But don't tell your dad, I've said it's OK for him to stay!" No point trying to deny it, there isn't one excuse I could use that to cover this up!
"OK, mom just don't tell dad about what just happened." "I have no idea what you are talking about, but I'd advise you to get dressed and come down to say bye to your dad before he comes up!" "OK". I start getting dressed as I hear mom heading back downstairs.
Jace comes over to me "So a weekend with a free house? What ever will we do?" Jace winks at me. I smirk at him "Hopefully more of that, but right now you need to play hide and seek and hope to god my dad doesn't catch you!" "OK, I'll text my mom tell her I went to a mates and I'm staying there tonight." "Right, I shouldn't be long see you in a bit!" I tell him before going to say bye to my parents.
"Bye bubble, make sure he wraps up!" She whispers as she pulls away I blush. I wave them off as they leave, mom has done all the clearing up from the BBQ. I head back to my bedroom as I open the door, I call out for Jace and before I can react he tackles me onto the bed.
Over the next 24 hours we only leave my bed for food or the bathroom. It's now Monday lunch time my mom and dad will be back tonight. We are laying in bed kissing when my phone rings "Crap, it's Jenny!" Jace smirks.
I answer the phone "Hey, Jenny! How have you been?" I ask her thinking Jace will stop as I start talking to his sister, but he doesn't, he continues kissing along my jaw, "Olive, I'm great thanks only 1 more week till I'm back! Have you missed me? Do you have any juicy gossip?" She asks me as Jace starts to nibble my ear lobe then moves to neck before "Erm.....no...no gossip sorry. Yeah, I've missed you too! How is your Nan?".
He moves further down my body "Aww Olive! BFF should never be apart this long. Next time Jace can be the one that...." I don't hear the rest of the sentence because his mouth is pressed against my centre "Ohhhhhhh....." I cry out before hearing Jenny again "Olive, are you OK? Did you hear what I said?" Jace looks up at me and presses his finger against his lip to shh me before he's spreading my legs wider to give him better access.
I try to focus "Yeah, yeah, Jen, I'm OK, I just stubbed my toe." "Ouch I bet that's painful! So, what do you think?" She asks. I want to ask what she is on about, but I can't focus "Yeah, it's a great idea! Jenny, can I call you back? I've got to clean up before my parents come back tonight".
"Ohhh...yes!" I say as Jace doubles his efforts "Great, I can't wait! Yeah, of course! Olive, are you sure you are OK?" "Yeah, I just found $50 in my jean pocket" lame excuse, but it's all I could think of. "OK, we'll speak soon!" She says, "Soon, bye!" I say before hanging up.
Jace comes up "Couldn't keep quiet could you?" He smirks against my lips. I pull him tighter to me before he pins my hands about my head as he takes me again.
A week later Jenny is back, and we were going tell her about us, but with Jace off to university and me still in high school neither of us could see how it would work. Sadly, we call it a day and never mention it again.
Continue reading this story here - Chapter 3.
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