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fbfh · 8 months

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curiosity is a wonderful thing - ch. 3

wc: 3.1k

pairing: slow burn childhood best friends to lovers ben x reader, audrey x reader

warnings: ben is stressed, audrey is a bad gf, mild claustrophobia/dark spaces/being under ground warning (description of falling down the rabbithole into twonderland but it's fun and you love it so it's not scary lol), mild exposition dumping

summary: ben prepares for the arrival of the Isle kids, and gives audrey the benefit of the doubt a little too much. you have time to sneak away to your favorite place in the world, and the only thing that's missing is ben.

song recs: in a world of my own - kathryn beaumont, welcome to wonderland - scarlett rose, wish you still felt this way - sophie meiers x 90sflav

a/n: i love this fic. i love this series. this started as a comfort daydream and now it's a thing and I hope yall are ready for the next chapter cause it's gonna be good. I hope this brings yall the comfort it brings me <33

tags @yesv01 @magcon7280 @hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl @sunshineangel-reads @strawberry-cake1 @dustyinkpages @kiara7777

After about a week of constant meetings, arrangements, and press conferences, a week of even less sleep and even more coffee than usual - something Ben didn’t know was possible to achieve - it’s finally the day he’s been working tirelessly toward. It’s the day the kids from the Isle are finally on their way to Auradon. He rushes back to Auradon Prep with you at his side after a very stressful, successful press conference. Even though he seems totally composed on the surface, you can tell he’s a bundle of nerves. You walk quickly beside him as he goes over the agenda for their arrival.

“Their rooms are all set up, Fairy Godmother said Jane can help them get settled into their classes - god, what am I forgetting?” Ben rambles, fumbling through all the papers in his bag. His eyes land on his copy of his press conference note cards, and that jogs his memory.

“Right,” He continues as you look up at him, and he knows he has all your attention. “I don’t think I’m going to have time to write a new speech for their arrival…”

He pauses for a moment, seeing if there’s some little pocket of time he can find to make this date extra special for them.

“Ben, you’re more jam packed than a tea cake. You can’t overwork yourself and run into the ground, not when you’re this close.”

Ben considers for a moment, realizing you're right.

"You have a point…" he agrees with a reluctant chuckle. "I'll use the same speech I used for the press conference." He decides. You’re silent for a moment.

“...Alright.”

“What?” Ben asks, able to read your expression like a book.

“Nothing, just-” You hesitate, then give him an earnest look, like you don’t want to hurt his feelings. He chuckles and braces himself, knowing whatever you’re about to say will be a necessary - albeit, hard - truth.

“You don’t think it’s a bit much?” You ask gently. “Too formal, given the circumstances?”

He considers for a moment. He thought it did great at the press conference, but maybe there are a few parts he can revise for the arrival of the Isle kids.

“Uh… yeah. I- I can cast eyes over it, we still have a little over an hour. That should be enough to make any tweaks.” He finishes.

You nod as you follow him into the conference room that he’s turned into a makeshift headquarters for all of his first proclamation business. He sets down his bag and pulls out all his paperwork and his planner. He hears you set your stuff down a few seats away from him and looks up. You’ve been working so hard and helping him out so much with all of this. He couldn’t possibly have accomplished a fraction as much without you. He walks over to you, gathering up your stuff.

“Look bunny, why don’t you, uh,” he starts, leaning over slightly to make sure no one’s about to walk through the doorway. “Why don’t you head down for a while. You have enough time if you go now.”

Your eyes light up at his words. You’ve been keeping your Wonderland visits to a minimum to help Ben and support him as much as you can, and it hasn’t gone unnoticed.

“Really?” You ask softly.

“Yeah, I’ll cover for you.” Ben lets out a soft grunt as you tackle him with a hug. He chuckles lightly, giving your back and shoulders a gentle pat before you pull away a moment later.

“I’ll run my speech by you when you get back-” He begins, then cuts himself off, remembering something. “We got your watch fixed, right?”

You’re glad he remembered, and you fish around in your tea pot bag for a moment before pulling out the weathered bronzy pocket watch. Time works differently in Wonderland, and it’s hard to keep track of. You've tried everything you can think of, and your pocket watch is the only thing that seems to keep you from constantly being late. Granted, you're still late or nearly late a lot, but it’s much better than it used to be.

“Yes,” you nod, showing him the little ticking hands, currently resting at the words ‘on time’. A fresh bubble of excitement pops inside you and you let out an excited giggle, hugging Ben tightly one more time.

“Thank you!” you exclaim in a soft whisper before he sends you off. You run over to the corner of the room to summon a rabbit hole. Ben watches in fascination as the tile floor begins to crumble in front of you, giving way to grassy dirt before continuing to crumble, going down, down, down. It’s a large, vaguely irregular circle about half as wide as your wingspan. You look back at Ben with another silent thank you, before jumping straight down into the hole. As soon as the last of you is out of sight, the tiles rebuild themselves without leaving a trace of you. Ben stares at the spot where you disappeared, feeling vaguely melancholic, but mostly happy that you’re getting to spend time doing what you love. That you’re happy.

“There you are, Bennyboo,” Ben whips his head around at the sound of Audrey’s voice, and he’s relieved she hadn’t shown up sooner. It’s not that sneaking off to Wonderland is a bad thing, but most people tend to discourage you from visiting too often. Wonderland is a timeless domain, like Neverland, and it and all of its inhabitants are much different from those from Auradon - usually referred to as Overland or the Main Land by people from Wonderland and Neverland.

Wonderland runs on pure, neutral chaos and nonsense, which is a very hard concept for people from Overland to grasp. Overland runs on a fundamental structure of good vs. evil, so it’s easy for people to perceive things from Wonderland as good or bad when they’re really just made up of madness. The reason people try to keep Wonderland contained is because you can’t fight nonsense with sense, you can’t fight chaos with logic. If something powerful from Wonderland got into Overland, like the Jabberwocky, or any number of powerful plants, animals, or magic, Auradon would be practically defenseless. That’s one of the reasons that Belle and Adam decided to reach out to your mother, and continue to form such a strong bond with her. If Wonderland nonsense managed to get out into Auradon, it would be uncontrollable chaos, and the only person who could stop it would be your mother - and now, you.

It took Ben a while to understand Wonderland, to understand you. You and your mother are very special cases; Alice was from Overland, but adapted to be part of Wonderland, and Wonderland became a part of her. You, however, were born in Wonderland and raised in Overland. You’ve adapted as well as you can, but you always do much, much better when you can sneak away for regular little trips. Ben has asked to join you before, but it’s too dangerous. People from Overland rarely adapt to Wonderland nonsense and usually end up going mad, which is why your mother is such an asset to the Auradon government - she’s actually able to serve as a liaison between Wonderland and Auradon, and keep an eye on things.

Unfortunately, there are still a lot of stigmas surrounding Wonderlandians, stigmas Ben has grown to resent more and more over the years, but most of it boils down to Wonderlandians being weird, crazy, dumb, and volatile. The more Ben has come to understand you, the more he hates the small comments and little stares directed toward you. Luckily Ben has been able to protect you from a lot of it. People very quickly found out that if they said anything bad about you or Wonderland, it wouldn’t end well for them. He can’t get rid of the stigmas, but he can protect you from them as much as possible.

Audrey flounces over, sitting next to him.

"You are never going to believe what Arabella just told me at cheer practice."

“Uh-”

“She said-”

“Um, Audrey.” Ben finally manages to interrupt. She looks confused about why she’s not the one talking right now.

“I want to hear all about this, I really do,” Ben says, “but we’re going to be greeting the kids transferring from the Isle soon-” Audrey huffs, already disinterested.

“And I wanted your feedback on my speech.” He finishes, handing her the papers.

“Oh, sure. There’s that…” Audrey says, pretending to read it over for a moment. Before she finishes, she sets the papers down on the table, and gives Ben a chipper look.

“I’m sure it’s fine, Bennyboo. You never disappoint.”

She sits on the table in front of him, continuing to tell him all about what Arabella said Herkie did. Ben tries his best to listen, he really does. He just can’t keep his mind off his speech, and he can feel himself beginning to spiral and overthink. He has so much riding on this, he can’t afford for his speech to be fine, he can’t afford for anything about this whole ordeal to be fine. Her words keep echoing in his mind, you never disappoint, Bennyboo. He knows she meant it to be supportive, but he feels like all the pressure he’s been convincing himself he can handle is just reinforced. He was hoping to get some real feedback from Audrey, maybe a little encouragement, but-

He stops himself before the thought can go any further. Audrey is his girlfriend, and Ben should be able to trust her word. You would never lie to him about something this important, so he chooses to trust that Audrey wouldn’t either. He tries to shut up the worries clouding his mind and tries to pay attention to what Audrey is saying. She’s probably just trying to distract him from worrying, give him something else to think about for a while. You can always tell when he’s overthinking, so Audrey is probably trying to show him that she cares, that there’s nothing to worry about. That if she’s talking about something like cheer team gossip at a time like this, when Ben is getting ready for one of the most important days of his life, then everything must be under control. Besides, if he needs to he can look his speech over by himself after Audrey leaves. He might have time to. It will all be fine.

The moment you let yourself fall into the dark rabbit hole, your stomach flips as you begin free falling through the darkness. A little dirt sprinkles down on your head from where it closes up above you, and you narrowly manage to avoid some roots snagging in your hair. After a few moments, your descent slows. You spin slowly as you glide down, and in the pitch black darkness, you can feel your internal gyroscope going crazy. You breathe in the heavy, earthy air, and for a few moments, you don't know which way is up or down. You have absolutely no sense of direction for those few beautiful moments, and you don't want to. Soon, your descent speeds up again, and you find yourself tumbling through tree branches, eventually landing on a rough surface in the dark.

“It should be here somewhere…” you mutter, feeling around for a doorknob. After a moment you feel it, cool aged metal in your hand. You twist it, revealing a beam of light through a doorway. It’s going to be a close call, but you think you’ll just be able to fit. You manage to squeeze through the entrance, exiting out of the door - which is situated in a large tree trunk, and into Wonderland. You crawl forward, taking it all in. You take in a deep breath of the still, earthy, floral air. It’s heavy in your lungs, like a deep dream. You fully exit, and the door slowly closes behind you.

The world is quiet.

There’s an almost suffocating stillness in the atmosphere of Wonderland, one that would be uncanny and unnerving to you if it weren’t already so deeply comforting. It’s the same grounding sense of peace and stillness you get when you’re young and walk carefully through your dark house at night in search of a cold glass of water. There’s that feeling in Wonderland, everyone is asleep except for me. I ought to be asleep too, I best not wake them. The world around you is still, still, still. It’s as still as a stone, or a lake made of glass. You soak up the familiar surroundings, and you feel like you’re finally visiting an old friend.

In spite of the pitch black sky, which is barely visible through the treetops, you can see what’s around you just fine. But if you look too far, there’s a darkness off the beaten path, one that stays just at the edges of your sight no matter where you go. It always looks to you like those hazy dark shadows around the edges of old photographs. You look down at the beaten path - this one being made of black and white irregularly shaped checkerboard tiles nestled right into the dirt. They twist and turn, splitting out and reconverging haphazardly into the darkness. They’re a bit worn and dirty, but you suppose any outdoor tiles would get that way eventually.

You follow it back the way you came, spinning around as you do, and notice the way it splinters into little shards, cracking and fragmenting into a mosaic of sorts before petering out at the base of the tree, with grass and dirt poking up in between. You feel yourself begin to settle, at home with the lack of time flowing around you, and you take in another breath. Your nose and lungs are kissed gently with the smell of damp, freshly turned earth, plant life, and that unmoving sort of smell that shows up after it rains, but still before any birds and animals come out from their hiding. The type of smell when flowers are wet, and have not yet opened themselves back up.

Reaching into your trusty teapot bag, you fish around in there until you find your camera. It’s old, very old, and completely obsolete ever since the boom of technology that appeared around the time you and Ben were born, but you love it nonetheless. A year or two before you and Ben - and most of the other kids your age - were born, Auradon successfully made an alliance with Atlantis. They traded their protection of Atlantis and a promise to leave them alone, in exchange for a little bit of their technology and power sources. Adam also promised to make sure Rourke never saw the light of day again, a promise Queen Kida was happy to accept. The trade led to light speed innovations based in Atlantean tech; smart phones, computers, video games, and countless other innovations that brought Auradon into its new age. Flash forward to now, Atlantis is the tech capital of the world, and magic is obsolete. Your camera can’t give directions or tell time or backup to cloud storage, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

You snap some pictures of the tiles before you begin exploring. You never know what entrance to Wonderland you’ll fall through, and you love documenting each one. You walk carefully through the forest of dense trees, looking at flocks of haughty looking dodo birds and peonies that gossip to each other, whispering with a laugh as you pass them by. Soon you stumble into something very interesting. You thought it was a cluster of blue bushes, but were surprised to find out they’re really birds. The bird bushes (or maybe bush birds) startle at your presence, squawking and leaving feathers (leaves?) in their wake before they fly off.

You manage to get a few pictures of them too, and you’re excited to show Ben. You’ve tried taking pictures with your phone before, but Wonderland makes technology… unreliable at best. Plus, there’s no service down here anyway. That’s why you took to journaling, drawing pictures and taking photos and writing down everything you see. This way you can share it with Ben, this way it’s almost like he’s here in your favorite place with you.

You follow the blue speckled bush birds - as you’d dubbed them - until you lose track of them. It’s no matter though, since you soon hear some lovely singing coming from under a sparkling berry bush growing fruit shaped like bells. You crouch down, lifting up the leaves, and find a choir of inchworms practicing their harmonies. The leader looks up at you in a huff.

“I’m terribly sorry, I don’t mean to interrupt.” You say. He huffs, and turns back to his choir, conducting with a little twig. You decide to sit and listen for a while as they rehearse under the coverage of glistening pink leaves. You find some oversized, brightly colored mushrooms growing nearby, and sit down on a comfortable one. You pull a teacup out of your bag, trying to decide which tea to drink while you watch the inchworms and listen to their masterpiece slowly come together.

You zip the lid closed, and pour the spout to the cup, settling on some raspberry tea. With honey, you think, and lemon. You smile as a lemon wedge falls from the spout, plopping gently into your cup. You take a sip, and it’s perfectly brewed as ever. You go through several cups of tea, growing more and more invested in the drama between the inchworms. One is insisting on taking the high harmony, even though it’s obviously out of his range. You’re half way through… one of your cups of tea, you lost count rather quickly. By now the inchworms have perfected their harmonies for the chorus, and the first verse. Your attention is ripped away from the inchworms when your bag starts ringing. You open it up, digging out your pocket watch. The bronze hands have spun all the way past most of the little notches, and you nearly drop your tea when you see where they are. Your eyes follow the hands, which are nearly pointing to the word Late! in fancy script.

“Shit!”

#curiosity is a wonderful thing #ben florian #ben florian x reader #daughter of alice!reader #descendants #descendants x reader #OOF #ya bitch is going through it #but it okay #it ony a movie #pls tell me smwn gets that reference #i say it ony a movie about 30 times a day #oh and i got the 'i thlammed my penith in the car door' song stuck in my head again #i sang it for i think 15 is minutes straight at the end of my shift at work today #silently ofc

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writefinch · 5 months

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FRIENDLY CHAT

Hey! Sorry to pull you in here before your break, we just need a quick chat. So, long story short, uh, a customer complained that you point-blank offered him a condom.

This isn't the first time. You know it's against company policy. You're only supposed to get them if the customer requests it first. Like, you're not even supposed to have them on display. I know that part is stupid, but if the regional manager checks the tapes and sees condom bowls in plain view, I'd still get written up.

No, no, absolutely not, I'm not going to write you up. I don't think it's necessary and you know it goes totally against my management style. I want to talk through your concerns.

I wanna remind you that we take all the recommended industry-standard precautions. In fact we go above them! First off, you're fully vaxxed, and that's the end of ninety percent of things to worry about, period. You've got an IUD on the company health plan, even though your T-shots probably suppress it. The customers get a physical screen in the waiting area. All us boys and girlies get tested every three weeks, twice as frequent as the industry standard.

That's already extensive, it makes you safer than the vast majority of people in our line of work. If we did any more, customers will get the wrong idea. They'll think we're an unclean brothel with unclean customers. It'd remind them too much of all the you-know-what from the past few years.

Yes, you're not wrong about that. Breakthrough infections happen, and people get sick. But you know what I'm gonna say? You're very robust, you know that? You've been here for what, eighteen months, you've been pulling long hours and beacoup extra shifts and you've barely caught a sniffle. The testosterone must be helping!

Now you might not stay this lucky forever, that's why we have six paid sick days and a flexible admin rota. Usually when you catch something it'll be a mild itch and trouble peeing. You won't even wanna rest, and yeah you won't get the full rate for paid clients, you can still get paid to do the laundry and the paperwork for a week while it clears up.

Every year I get a couple of colds from my kids and take three or four days off, and every year I always get a VD from one of the clients and spend a week washing sheets and cleaning dildos. You know what that gives me? Two or three days rolled over into vacation time!

Yes, you can get unlucky. You can get a couple of back-to-back infections. I tell every boy and girl who starts here the same thing: before they take out a loan on a new car or move out of their toxic roommate situation, make sure to get two weeks pay in a savings account. Even if you do have to dip into your rainy day fund, you know full well that there's always extra shifts to pick up around here.

Yeah, you can catch something nasty. You can have a bad reaction. We all remember how scary it was before the vaccines were available. But here's the thing: you drive to work, right? You're on the freeway twice a day. Forty-thousand people die every year in car crashes, and tens of thousands more get life-changing injuries. You don't spend every day worrying about that, right?

You just get on with it and live your life.

Look, I'm really sorry about this whole thing. You're really special to me, you know that? You're a genuine friend to me, I mean that. We get on really well, all the girls love you, you're a hit with clients and that's why I jumped on this y'know? This job is only as fun as the people here make it, and I don't want to see you written up for something that can be talked out.

Discipline here is so stupid. I'm fucking sick of the owners hassling girls, and boys, out of working here and then crying and bitching when we can't meet customer demand.

I said I'd be out of here as soon as I get my HVAC cert but if they put us all through that again I'll just quit on the spot. That's why I want to look out for you. You've helped me through some really difficult times, on shift and off. I wouldn't have been able to get through junket season without you. I'm serious, if you hadn't joined when you did, there'd be gun laws named after me.

Thanks for listening, and again, I'm sorry for even bringing this stuff up. Just promise you'll keep what I've said in mind? We've all got to look out for each other here.

Hey, once you're back from break, can I have your help with something? I've got a no-refusal client and well, all the other girls refused. What? No I don't want you to take him, c'mon man I'm not gonna let you off a written warning to guilt you into picking up my shit, honestly! No, I'm the supervisor on shift so it's up to me.

Anyway he's not into boys, even pretty ones like you, sorry. But he's a real charmer, so would you mind sticking close in case he starts throwing up or throwing hands? If I have to hit the panic button I think Sergei will throw him out of a window, and nobody needs that headache.

Thanks, I really appreciate it. We'll be in the spa room, so let me know when you're ready to play pool boy…

#stories

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peaceshire · 8 months

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I don’t have an NSFW Twitter but love your cross guild ABO idea so please also consider: asymmetrical ruts. Mihawk having to deal with an extremely aggressive and possessive crocodile keeping buggy no further away than on his lap for days — and crocodile having to deal with a hyper sensitive Mihawk who keeps rubbing all over EVERYTHING to mark it and try to get rid of Crocodile’s “scent”.

OR WORSE: relative ruts. Crocodile or Mihawk both go into rut, so neither can leave the other’s territory since Buggy is BOTH of their territories. So instead they have to compete and….loser has to take up roll of omega for the rest of the rit, their rut becoming a “pseudo heat” no chance of pregnancy but otherwise completely sexually submissive, there as an “auxiliary” partner and sex toy for the alpha and omega. An extra home for when the omega is full (crocodile ends up in this position the most whenever their ruts overlap. He would NEVER admit to enjoying the break from work. Of being completely lazy and everything including himself smelling like Buggy and Mihawk.

Also :omega pregnancy whoops. Alphas fighting and competing over whose the father. Neither actually wants it but they’re not letting the other get the baby either. Both trying to convince buggy to announce the baby as “their’s” and not the other’s. Twins. Takes a few months for newborns to have paternity tests. Mihawk is a wire father and crocodile is a cloth father. Mihawk does research on baby formula and ways to relieve buggy of annoying and uncomfortable maternal duties, Crocodile keeps the babies with or without buggy close to him when doing paperwork. Buggy will either wear his coat while holding the kids or Crocodile will like. Keep in in an inner pocket or baby carrier or something. Keeps them warm and smelling like him and encourages them to at least pack-bond with him. (Buggy is falling in love with both his mates. Mihawk draws him hot baths and gives him amazing massages, cooks dinner. Crocodile gets the babies bottle fed and put to sleep. Yes he’s fallen asleep with them, he’s buggy has moved the babies and snuck into crocodile’s lap to sleep together (totally just because he’s worried that with only one secure arm the babies are at risk of rolling/falling away) and he’s Mihawk has followed. The three like a sandwich with Buggy and the babies protectively in the middle

Tests come in and it’s a litter! So one twin is Crocodile’s and the other is Mihawk’s (Mihawk is now VERY mad his baby smells like Crocodile) (it’s ok when the crocodile one grows up he likes uncle Mihawk more anyway and Mihawk is secretly very smug)

(thread referenced here) omg wait I’m gonna go off the rails once again

I’ve never really dug into ABO, so I didn’t realize marking your scent and stuff too is a thing … wait that’s really hot oh no … not me with my scent kink AND piss kink about to explode

Im obsessed with the idea of them competing over marking Buggy and his room … like, imagine Buggy just minding his business during the day, and suddenly Mihawk drags him into a dark corner and forced his hand down his pants, rubbing his dick over Buggy’s palm to make sure the scent is there Omg …

Ofc when Crocodile smells it, he’s annoyed in the fun sort of way, and he’s licking it off of Buggy’s hand until the only smell left is his saliva UGH

Them both taking turns peeing all over Buggy … Buggy is SO ANNOYED he’s so DONE WITH THEIR SHIT swear to god if they pee on him ONE MORE TIME (he’ll do absolutely nothing bc one look at their hot and bothered expressions makes him melt into a little puddle, just like the piss he’s covered innn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Each of their pee having a distinct flavor and smell … Buggy learning to love both, so so much … almost craving it - omg I’m on my lunch break rn I have to stop LOL BUT omg …. this ask has left me a horny mess

#sorry to tangent like always #I guess I shouldn’t apologize if I’m gonna keep doing it lol #ergghhmmmnnhdjdjxjxjs

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quinloki · 2 months

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Spicy Asks: Seduction, Favorite, & Aftercare with Marco AND Sabo. Figured I'd tackle the blondes with this one.

Ah greedy, greedy! I love it \o/ Alright, lets dive in

Spicy Self-ship asks - mdni - I can't say I'll get Super Spicy, but better safe than sorry so below the cut it goes.

-:- Seduction -:-

Marco:

There's no exactly a lot of work needed to seduce Marco. This man is always on and all he waits for is knowing I'm in the mood too. He hides it well, sure, but it takes little more than a whispered "Marco, please." In his ear and he's going to wrap up whatever he's working on to fulfill my request.

There's fun to be had with outfits and such, plenty of chances for imagination and desire to flourish, but the level of effort isn't ever really high.

In the reverse it's usually a matter of offering to help me shower, or giving his own soft little whispers of maybe I should wear that one thing >.> Unless I'm in pain, I'm not exactly a difficult motor to rev either.

Sabo:

He's a little more clueless than Marco, but not by much. Intimacy might not be the #1 thing on his mind, but it's close. In a more canon setting I'd be apt to just slip a lewd note into his pile of paperwork when he's at the base, or greet him in bed with something inviting on.

More modern settings I'd be a little more bratty about things. Text messages filled with begging words and tempting photos. Great multi-tasker that he is, I imagine he checks the texts while he's on the phone and has to struggle to keep his focus where he needs it before he can wrap up the call.

In the reverse, Sabo can be subtle, but I think once the relationship is set he's anything but. Hands and lips wander in greeting whether there's been naughty texts or not, but if I'm not up for it, it's the same bright smile and a question of what would I like?

-:- Favorite -:-

Marco:

Marco'll say he loves the way I squirm, the way he can ask me to be louder for him and I will and it doesn't sound forced, but more like I just stopped trying to hold back.

For me it's when his voice drops low and he says anything. I'm just - it's not fair -there's a part of me that almost wants to call him daddy because of it, but I have not.

Sabo:

He enjoys the squirming too (I'm a squirmer, this is gonna be a theme), but more than that it's when he can get the really deep angry sounds out of me. It's not easy, and we're not both always up for it, but he does love when it happens.

For me it's that little shift of madness. I trust him, implicitly, but I always wonder what that glint in his eye is going to come up with next >.>

-:- Aftercare -:-

Marco:

Marco's almost always in charge of initiating aftercare. I don't have a fraction of his stamina for starters. Someone has to get me into the groove of getting cleaned up afterward, cause gods know I don't want to move.

Before that though is snuggles and cuddles. Talking through things, and both of us checking in on the other. I don't feel like I really carry my share of the weight with aftercare, but Marco reassures me I give him what he needs, so I don't sweat it.

Also there's not usually too much kink involved - sometimes, sure, but Marco's probably my closest to vanilla of all my blorbos. It's just such a marathon affair XD

Sabo:

Aftercare with Sabo can sometimes turn into a second session, just with how intense it can get all by itself. We both come down from the high of however a session wrapped up and there's a lot of talking. I need to make sure he's not someplace dark, and he makes sure I'm okay. Time with Sabo can get really deliciously twisted, so we're both extra careful with aftercare.

But once we get out of the reeds so to speak, talking about the details often gets us both worked back up - unless someone calls a stop (work in the morning, oh gods my back, etc.) it usually slips into a second, often more intense session as preferences are refined.

Aftercare after that is almost always in the bathroom, cause if we don't wash up we'll pass out in bed.

Spicy self-ship asks

#quin answers #thecrimsonacademic #spicy self ship asks #self ship #marco the phoenix #revolutionary sabo #sabo the revolutionary #ask game #mdni

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fountainpenguin · 11 months

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4, 7, and 8

[Current Ask meme]

How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Care to share one of them?

In terms of unpublished works I don't really talk about, I have at least 27 named FOP stories [as in, I'm not counting anything that already has at least one chapter posted and not counting any 130 Prompts]. Not all of them are winners and some are currently being recycled into 130 Prompts. Some I'm looking forward to writing, but am reluctant to start when I have so many other unfinished projects that are public.

Case in point, I have a draft for a 10-chapter AJ-centric fic called Pulling Your Puzzles Apart. It's an AU where Timmy considered A.J. his best friend instead of Chester, so AJ ended up with Norm's lamp and Norm has to go to college with him while AJ scrambles to keep him under control.

I'd like to post this one, but I also want to wrap up Come With May and maybe Pink and Gray before I open a new story. I keep going back and forth, trying to decide if it's better to have lots of projects that I'm having fun with at my own pace or if it's just better to tackle them one at a time.

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I know I had two unfinished Danny Phantom pieces (plus No Anesthetic which did have one chapter up). Lots of Mario world drafts that I'm never satisfied with. Two TUFF Puppy pieces I started but couldn't put a plot together for, at least two Lilo and Stitch stories and some Bunsen Is a Beast pieces I stopped for the same reason.

I keep meaning to go back to that, they were fun. I love "town that sits on a portal to Beast World" and "Official welcome committee boy who has to take charge of the new fuzzy transfer student despite being descended from a guy who used to hunt his kind," it's such a cruel vibe... It was fun, but I felt weird being super dark for such a goofy show.

I have a stack of WordGirl ideas I've been toying with over the years and I'm looking forward to sharing some of those <3 The one I'm posting on Friday is something I've wanted to write for over 10 years so it's very cathartic and I hope people like it as much as I do.

My favorite Lilo and Stitch story was a Jumba backstory with lots of experiments scuttling around his lab. I've perma-shelved it since it has a similar vibe to Origin of the Pixies and I don't have it in me to write something so similar (nor create all the unique experiments), but Slick (020) was always a favorite. Here's my favorite snippet from that story, and I think you can see a lot of Sanderson's personality in how I wrote him (2016 or 2017):

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“That’s all you are! Big talk, big guts, but puny muscles and punier brains. I mean, you’re programmed to sell stuff. How bright can you be?”

020 plucked 322 up by the scruff and set one hand to his hip. “Aw shucks, that’s real cute and flattering, partner. Now, you’re new here, so I’m gonna cut you a special offer free of extra charge.”

“If it’s anything like the way you cut cheese, count me out of here. If you’re some major room-clearing experiment, you deserve a raise.”

“Name’s 020.” He tipped his hat, and then one of the claws on that hand came down to prod 322 in the bowtie marking. “And I’m Jumba’s number one.”

“Number one what? Back-scratching errand boy?” 322 tipped his voice into a high falsetto. “‘Jumba, I finished all your paperwork. You got mail’.”

I picked up spray bottle and splashed it across back of 020’s head. “Ah-ah! Whoever said you were alpha on block anyway? Please to be giving me 322 now.”

Seething through his teeth, 020 placed 322 in my large palm and crossed his arms.

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Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

One of my favorite sections of prose is the way Foop speaks about Anti-Sanderson in "You'll Never Know." This story was written with Foop as an incredibly unreliable narrator who dodges questions, is unfaithful with his answers, and skirts around his emotions.

In this story, we hit the 77,777-year anniversary of Anti-Cosmo's mysterious disappearance and Anti-Fairy politics demand Anti-Wanda take a new ruling partner. Anti-Wanda proposes to the Head Anti-Pixie (Anti-Sanderson) and Foop (mentally 11) is dealing with a lot of complicated emotions. He feels abandoned by Anti-Cosmo, fiercely protective towards his mother, cowed into submission by the people who have always see him as reckless, and he struggles with a lot of guilt over the fact that he actually admires Anti-Sanderson.

Two weeks before the wedding, I ask Hap the same question I asked Mother, following it with, "Do you even know which kids are yours?"

He points down at my head with two fingers. "DNA test, sucker!"

"No you can't."

"Oh fudge, you're right. I didn't think this through. Eh, weh, meh." Shrug. "I'll draw straws. Now, where should I put the maps I brought? I also have questions about my wrapping paper collection, but I do not have answers."

"The High Count's office, I suppose."

Hap doesn't move, hands still templed before his chest. "Does anyone else have an opinion?"

The only other person in the room is Klangfar, so no. I lean back on my heels in the air. "Nothing's going to bite you. I store all my junk in there." Hap still twitches, so I shrug. "It hasn't been Father's office in a long time."

"It's still a 'Yikes' from me."

And… that's why I didn't hate my step-father. I could have stopped the wedding. Easily, with just a twist of my hand. But I didn't. Because Hap might have overthrown his own father to seize the Head Anti-Pixie title, but I'd seen him tone down his playful teasing during the points in Council meeting discussions he was most passionate about. When he first showed up at the Blue Castle with a backpack containing his favorite valuables and three anti-pixie kids behind him, I watched from the stairs as he looked around the entry hall, gripping those backpack straps and looking absolutely overwhelmed. It took a few weeks before he could remember how to fly after being deprived of clean magic for so long, and Hap didn't scream or cry every time he got upset. He would chuckle and, sheepish and bruised, ask the next person he saw for a lesson. Something about his laughter stopped my cheeks from burning with secondhand embarrassment. He felt no shame.

"I don't like this," Hiccup murmured.

Hap had skittish feet outside his own territory. I noticed early on that he followed my mother whenever he thought it wasn't weird. His whole presence was weird. He always stood crookedly with wings slightly open in a way that drew attention, but he didn't force himself into the centre of a room. He spoke when he wanted to and didn't when he didn't. For someone who wore bold red and yellow, he could certainly melt into the background when he wanted to. He walked the halls sometimes at night, hands clasped behind his back, and… not a single gram of anxiety shot through me if our paths crossed while I snuck midnight snacks upstairs.

"Take a scoop of vegetables with you," he said the first time he saw me, and I stopped dead.

"What?"

"Veggies," he said, walking right past me. "They're good for you. If you don't eat them tonight, get a lot tomorrow, yeah?"

"You're hardly the boss of me, Head Anti-Pixie."

"You got me there," he laughed. Never stopped. Never tried to push it. I saw the way he coloured pictures with his anti-pixies and listened in while Smoky played piano, offering advice and critiquing the bends of his claws. I saw how he spoke to my mother, keeping a respectful difference and trying not to overstep. I saw him stare some nights at the portraits of Anti-Cosmo on the walls, copying his posture for a few seconds before drawing a cloth from his pocket and wiping a bit of grime from the frame. He didn't try to take those pictures down. I saw him hesitate to seize my father's office, balancing on the heels of his feet. And that's why I don't stop the wedding.

"Can I have this?" I ask Hap three days after his coronation, pointing to a silver wand sheath lying on the High Count's desk. My father's own, if I'm not mistaken. Hap barely glances up from the weird golden bridle he pulled from the closet.

"Sure."

I buckle the sheath on. My ba-ba won't fit, but just wearing it makes me feel more like an adult. "Could I also get a little spending money for a camping trip with my friend Kelsia?"

"Mm, depends. Are you on a healthy diet?"

"Mostly."

"Then you sure can, pudding tin."

"Does pudding even come in tins?"

Hap points two fingers at me. "It does if we make some tonight!"

We do. Me and Smoky and Hap and the three anti-pixie children I keep not learning the names of since they rotate between the Castle and Isle every week. And it's fun. It's a lot of fun.

I fall in my coffin that evening without bothering to unclip the wand sheath, hands folded behind my head and feet kicked in the air. "Ah… Now this is the way a prince should be treated."

"Foop," Hiccup whines.

"What? You know I'm right. A father who respects Mother and gives Smoky and I anything we want is way better than a father who runs off with other lovers behind his family's back. Mother deserved better than him. We all did."

"This isn't fair to Daddy."

"What do you want me to do about that?"

"Are we ever going to tell Mum about the fight?"

"Why should we?"

"I don't know… I just don't like doing this."

I snort. "Nothing's ever good enough for you, Puck. I spent my formative years under so much distress that our mind split apart. All these years later, we're finally getting a normal childhood. For once, can you be happy for us?"

Of course it wouldn't last. Hap disappears five years later. Hiccup has the decency not to say I told you so.

It's not the most melodic prose voice, but I feel like it fits the vibe of "Foop being curious and not as judgmental as he expected to be." I really like the way I showed Anti-Sanderson's awkward adjustment to his new role as High Count (and Foop's temporary step-father). Anti-Sanderson is very unstable (as you'll see in the snippet after this one), and I love touching in on these moments where you see him out of his element, feeling self-conscious.

I love the parallels between how uncomfortable Anti-Sanderson is to be filling Anti-Cosmo's shoes and how Foop feels out of place and "never good enough" for his role as prince. I love how Foop sees beauty and strength where Anti-Sanderson sees his faults. I love this fragile, human side of Anti-Sanderson that shows how he's trying to do his best and find his way in the world.

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Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

I wrote the 130 Prompt "Look At That!" in 2016, and it'll still be a bit before we get to the Cavatina arc of the 130 Prompts... This is a spoiler, but it's still a dear favorite of mine. The Cavatina arc has its dark moments but it's a lot of angsty fun. This scene is one of my favorite dialogue exchanges...

“What about your son?”

“What about my son?”

That wasn’t the answer Sanderson had been expecting. “They’re synced up, same as you and me? If my son dies in that fall, yours will go down with him? That’s Anti-Entities 101.”

Anti-Sanderson tapped his right temple as he pushed himself back up to his feet with the leg of the barstool. “There are nine hundred ninety-nine more on the way genetically identical to him. I’ll probably let one of them live. Get yourselves a long running start, team. Draw on that sugar rush. Give it all you’ve got.”

“Wait.”

That small voice belonged to Anti-Cavatina. As before, as soon as someone asked him to, Anti-Sanderson made the signal for his followers to stop what they were doing. Still leaning on his makeshift cane, Anti-Sanderson turned himself around and squatted.

“Come here to talk to Daddy, wrigglepie. Come, come- don’t be shy. Won’t you give your old man a hug?” In slow motion, the little anti-pixie did. His father ruffled his star-blond hair. “Oh, yes, that’s the way you do it. What’s the matter, kiddo?”

“You…” Anti-Cavatina, not removing his arms, shot a puzzled glance in his counterpart’s direction. “You said you wouldn’t hurt him if I got the watch.”

Anti-Sanderson sucked air through his teeth. He nodded two or three times. “Ooh, that’s right. Thaaat’s right. Rats- I knew I was forgetting something. I did promise you that, didn’t I? Well.” Flipping back into a smile, “Change of plans, peachcake. Can’t be helped.”

“But I got the watch!”

“I know you did. You’re my big bwave boy.” Briefly releasing his cane, Anti-Sanderson took his son’s cheeks in both hands and squashed them inward. “And I wuv you so much, yes I do, you’re just adowable, oh yes you are.” He kissed Anti-Cavatina on the forehead, then patted him between the wings and pointed up the street. “Go tell Uncle Anti-Wosencwantz all about it. Daddy’s busy wight now.”

I love Anti-Sanderson as an antagonist because he's absolutely feral. His morals are extremely fluid and you can't even trust him to take care of his own son... I love this scene because I feel like even without context, it still gives off a chilling and villainous vibe. I love how poisonous and dangerous Anti-Sanderson can be. He's horrible but I also find him hilarious... Just a horrid man.

Thanks for your interest!

[Current Ask meme]

#ridspoilers #ridwriting #130 Prompts #Sanderson is neat #Fashion tornado mob boss #FAIRIES!#Pulling Your Puzzles Apart #Lilo and Stitch #Cavatina #Ask box games

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aromanticbuck · 2 years

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Will you tell me about the fire based mouse stays au re:Emma?

I've talked about this AU before, but not really in depth. It's still very much so this self indulgent day dream, but there are a couple little moments that occurred to me last night while watching the Fire finale that I thought were really funny, so I'm adding to my little stash of scenes to think about before bed.

List of said scenes below the cut because I'm aware of who I am it's gonna be a little long, and also some spoilers for the finale, kinda? vague spoilers

Mouse absolutely gets along with the Kids™ (Gallo&Violet&Ritter) of the firehouse really well, which makes for some fun friendship moments. Every once in a while, I think about Gallo and Violet's maybe-maybe-not relationship and how Mouse and Ritter would absolutely affectionately talk shit about it just "the straights are at it again" because... it's funny and I deserve soft chaos sometimes

In the same Mouse and the Kids™ vein, he calls Trudy and Mouch "mom" and "dad" which causes a little bit of confusion. Violet has figured it out, because at any given moment she has the brain cell, and she knows that they are not biologically his parents, and Ritter probably would have figured it out, but there is definitely a point where he sits them all down and gently explains that he's not actually related to Plouch, he just lives with them and they're more family than his biological parents ever were (in an ideal scenario, this comes about when Mouch tries to give parenting advice to Cruz, and Gallo doesn't understand why he gets a weird look for it and just "well, what did you do when Mouse was a kid?" because... look, I love Gallo, he's trying, but he doesn't... know things?)

Mouse absolutely brings food or cooks at the firehouse at least once a week. he's unofficially on the schedule for dinner duty and he has a great time with it. the firehouse is his found family now, because he deserves good things. yes, he and Ritter team up for chili cook offs and they kick ass

please don't talk to me about Tuesday because I'm still incredibly sad about also yes he loves Tuesday. I don't have anything to expand on there, just that Mouse is an animal person and that includes firehouse dog

on to the Emma stuff: when she first shows up in canon, she flirts with Gallo to try to stir up needless drama which is funny in its own way, but I think it would be extra funny if her first shift happened to be a day that Mouse was on dinner duty, so she tried flirting with him instead. it would just be a rehash of that one scene from the Fire pilot(?) where they send Mills over to hit on Shay and it's the little "are you gay? because I am" conversation but quite frankly that's what I deserve, so I'm gonna think about it constantly

there is a version of this AU where Mouse also works part time at the firehouse? just basic secretarial stuff, taking care of paperwork, no further details here just that he has some claim to the office even if he shares it. it's nothing like his tech work with Intelligence but he likes the firehouse better so he'll take it, you know? but in the finale last night, when Sylvie was talking to Violet and everyone, Emma walked in and used the copier/fax machine/I wasn't paying that much attention but it was big and it was an office machine. and we know from Marina that Mouse hates having his things touched. so there is a scene in my head where he walks back into the office with like a mug of tea or whatever he went to get, after Emma walks out, and just looks over and "??? who touched my copier?" like cranky but assumes it was Violet or Sylvie and they have permission to do that kind of thing

this AU is chaotic and nonsensical but that's how I live my life so here is where I will stay

yes, he was invited to the Stellaride wedding in this AU

#answered #shae tag #lovelymysticmoon #alex says things #mouse sticks around au #cfire spoilers

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aspiringtrashpanda · 1 year

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(CONTINUED maybe we're back on track if I didn't mess up my text splitting pls don't eat a part tumblr, I THINK there's 5 if I counted right??? im so sorry OP you're an angel for putting up with me and I'm starting to think I didn't give you an adequate enough heads-up) This fic is my baby, it has grown up with me, I’m literally sending Leaf to College at one point to project that life on 🤣 hey Blue Oak did it, so can she. (but Highschool first, can’t convince me anyone with the education of a 4th grader (or 8th grader tech, Ash is 10, she's 14 Let's Go-style where he was born during "protagonist years") will be allowed to be a Champ who wants in on how to run a region and detective work) schooling is a bit different in Pokeverse, you take Uni classes for fun, don’t need two years of an AA or AS Degree. Pokémon Toxicology, BioDiversity and Medicine re: using their natural abilities VS Organic Chemistry ANY DAY + Law Student-like internships at the League to learn Champ duties + fun bonus of Lance doing extra and involving his League with the Interpol.) "Where do you think you're going?" "Out." "Without doing the paperwork?" "You can give it to the intern!" "You are the intern." “I cannot believe this betrayal. This slight against me will not be forgotten.” “You mean just like how you didn’t forget the League duties you insisted on being allowed to do?” eyebrow raise “…well.” Lance is not exempt from bullying.

"You're the one wearing a bib!" "A what?! It's a cape!" "And it's on the wrong side!" "It's a cape! And it's elegant!" "It's tacky is what it is!" You're likely to find her complimenting Leon's cape just because of how offended Lance gets. Choosing a cape is a science. But nobody wants to hear a one-hour monologue on Cape Studies. Payback uwu. He's actually the reason she ends up having to finish Highschool. He's not giving an obviously emotionally tired 14 y/o Boring Adult Work even if she's eager to do it because SOMEONE needs to fix the atrocious state of the Kanto Region. (Lance was overworked, he's trying, but Indigo Season...what is wrong with all these citizens. It's ok, once she's ready they can split uuuh, the work between Kanto, Johto, The Orange Islands, and the Sevii Islands + G-Men Investigations so Lance doesn't have a heart-attack at his desk. But seriously, who gave him this much work anyways??? Not to mention running the League, the Gym Budgets, restocking Badges, employee paychecks, monitoring trainers during League Season, and the influx of tourists and establishing Pokemon Contests in KanJoh, etc.) So it's off to learn The Magic of Friendship with Ash and friends and falling victim to their puppy-dog eyes. (Occasional meet-ups during Kanto turn into full Joh-Hoenn adventures, and Sinnoh encounter when investigating with Looker about Team Galactic as Lance I presume is off training in Galar, he needs a break too.) So for Johto (*insert horrified look at the GS Ball because that's what you use to capture Celebi, she would know~ "well heck, guess I have to steal that when no one's looking.") And everyone going, "You know Leaf, I was a bit worried when we heard about The Incident but you're still you :)" Cue Leaf "oh...*laughs nervously.*" (That moment when you disappear off the face of the earth after The Incident, and re-appear to win the Indigo League and Clean House and don't know how to tell people you kind of regained memories of your past life and had an existential crisis. They're a bit come and go/the ones getting triggered upon meeting Steven in the Granite Cave episode was fun lol (not) *Gets to Ecruteak, sees Morty, books it the other way because she remembers his warnings to not chase after Celebi from The Other Timeline/Gameverse and does not need him seeing the many ghosts of her dead Pokemon clinging to her if they are.*

BLUE OAK DID IT, SO CAN SHE! This is gonna be my new motto for everything, whether it's relevant or not lmao. These Lance interactions are everything to me. I LOVE found family League shenanigans. So precious I want to cry. Okay I want to read this fic so badly. It sounds so heartwrenching and fascinating and I can tell you've put SO MUCH thought into it. Gimme. *Grabby hands motion* (actually though, i am happy to beta read if you ever consider posting!)

#aspiringtrashpanda #please talk to me about your fics

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ackermans-freedom-inc · 1 year

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Hello! I would like to participate to the Valentine's Day event ^^

It isn't really a confession letter but I hope it is still okay…?

(Btw sorry for my bad English I'm still learning).

Oc (Sayaka, she/her) backstory : She grew up with abusive and indebted parents and lost contact with them as they later abandoned her. She stayed at her best friend’s house for the rest of her teenage years, considering her and her parents as her real family since they helped her during her childhood. One day, she went out and was suddenly trapped in the crowd who were waiting for the scouts to return from an expedition. This is when she met Levi for the first time but she didn’t think much about him. It was later when she joined the scouts (because she didn’t want children to live miserably like her) that she got to know him and the other veterans. They got together after 4 years of friendship and got married after 4 more years of dating.

For her personality : Sayaka is a really sweet and nice person but can be really scary when angry. She also likes to tease Levi because of how expressive he can be.

Letter part :

Dear Levi,

It’s been such a long time since I haven’t write a letter to you, but I just thought it would be the right moment to do it (and you know how I love showering you with affection~). It is not going to be a long one I promise. But I really wanted to thank you for being in my life ; for making me smile everyday, for comforting me when I feel overwhelmed… Even the little things like bringing me tea when I’m working or cleaning my room. And you never expected something in return so I felt like I don't thank you enough for this.

Growing up in a toxic environment, I got really insecure about myself, whether it is the way I look or my personality, but you made all those insecurities disappear and without even doing anything special (not gonna lie I thought you were some kind of magician at first). I hope that I can also do that for you, make all your pain and worries fly away like you did for me, because I really love you and I want you to feel as safe and happy as possible.

And now moving on to the fun part… ~

Since it is Valentine's day, I prepared you a little something as a thank you. The only thing I'll be asking you is to show your pretty face at 8pm in my office. Don't be late, okay? I'll be waiting for you.

With all my love and affection,

Sayaka

(PS : I already told Erwin about this little surprise so don't worry about the paperwork tonight.)

Sayaka,

I should have known it was you and your little schemes. Erwin had this shit-eating grin on his face all day. At first I thought he was glad to be handling all the extra paperwork of mine that he suddenly decided to take on. Now, I wonder what it was that you told or promised him in return that has him acting like a cat who just caught a mouse.

Or maybe this was you calling in that favour he owed you? From that incident last month? I had never seen you that angry my love. At anyone, let alone Erwin. I think for a second, even he was terrified of you.

Thanks to your little scheme, I have nothing much to do this evening. Perhaps I will come by your office a little earlier. I hope that is allowed. It has been far too long since I have had more than a passing word with you.

I will see you soon.

Yours,

Levi

#submission #suz's events #suz's inbox #Valentines Day Event 2023 #Valentines Day Letters 2023 #suz.writes #suz's submissions

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thecontumacious · 2 years

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hihi, is it okay if I request the luxiem members reacting to a s/o who acts very similar to ganyu from Genshin??? if not just overall cuddling headcannons please ^-^ (I'd like the ganyu one to be either gn or fem)

Luxiem and the Adeptus (Genshin AU)

a/n: I HAD WAY TOO MUCH FUN WITH THIS DSHJHD half of this is just genshin au luxiem at this point btw u guys, i do play genshin jhjhas i'm a proud diluc main <3

also anon, i've changed up the request just a bit to make it more interesting! i hope you're okay with that-

context: you, the reader, are an adeptus and a secretary or the liyue qixing! specifically, a half adeptus just like ganyu~ what roles the boys will have is for you to find out!

watch out you guys, this is gonna be extra long

Vox Akuma 👹🌹

he is a native inazuman, a demon born from the very roots of olden inazuma who lost his family and friends during the archon war, even more friends separated when the raiden shogun declared the sakoku decree

and his only living companion from those days, yae miko the kitsune

to see his homeland finally break out of this old concept of “eternity”, vox could never be more thrilled and proud to have seen through all phases of inazuma

it’s not when the traveler one day came by to casually converse with miko, vox also present, when he suddenly overhears something of interest

“do take these sea ganoderma for my adeptus friend, won’t you?” the priestess says, handing the blonde traveler the blue plants

adeptus…? vox has heard of those. it’s been a long time since actually

it reminded him of a friend he used to have back in the flourishing land of liyue, back when the sakoku decree was still void

perhaps, a visit to liyue would be a good vacation from his centuries being in inazuma?

“traveler, paimon, may i speak with you a moment?” he asks them

“hm? what’s up, vox?” paimon responds

“you’re traveling back to liyue, yes?”

the traveler nods, “yep, we are. why?”

the demon smiles, “may i come with you? i have a few old friends there. paying them a visit wouldn’t be a bad idea, don’t you think?”

the traveler and paimon grins, nodding approvingly, “we’d love to take you there! it’s always nice to catch up with old friends once in a while.”

and with that, the traveler, paimon and vox head off to liyue

continuation and other boys utc!

as he steps into the old land, he feels nostalgic upon smelling the ever so lovely scent of silk flowers and glaze lilies and the exciting aroma of liyue cuisine

paimon taps vox’s shoulder, “hey, we’re going to go to the jade chamber for miko’s request earlier. do you wanna come?”

jade chamber… my, i’ve missed so many things.

vox says, “lead the way, then.”

once up there, vox never thought he’d seen architecture so beautiful and he truly does have an appreciation for pretty things

him and the traveler go inside, the secretary of the establishment approaching them

“traveler, hello! what can we help you with?” she asks with a very warm smile

“we’re looking for ganyu. someone from inazuma wants to give her these,” the traveler answers, showing the woman the pouch of sea ganoderma

“ah, miss ganyu! she’s right upstairs with lady ningguang and lady keqing. come right up, traveler. oh… and this is?”

paimon turns to vox, “oh him? he’s a visitor from inazuma! he’s our friend.”

“i see! welcome, dear guest. i hope you find liyue to be of your liking,” the secretary bows respectfully.

“i’m sure it will, thank you,” vox does the same, before following the traveler and paimon up the stairs to ningguang’s main study

“hey ganyu!!”

“oh? traveler? paimon?” the mentioned adeptus raises her head up from her paperwork. the tianquan and yuheng turn to look up at the traveler’s arrival as well

“ah, if it isn’t the traveler and…. hm? who is this new guest?” ningguang faces the demon

“oh, right! this is our friend from inazuma who’s visiting. his name is vox akuma, but you can call him vox,” paimon introduces first as vox stepped forward to make himself present

all these faces were new to him but they showed promise they’ve taken care of liyue very responsibly

“apologies for my intrusion, ladies. i am here for a little visit to my old friends. the traveler will be my tour guide while i’m here.”

ningguang laughs, “it’s not a trouble, mr. akuma. i am ningguang. this is keqing and this is ganyu. i hope you find liyue to be an exciting tourist attraction.”

“okay, anyway, ganyu—“

“lady ningguang, i’ve already went ahead and scheduled the necessary meetings to—oh! pardon my intrusion when you have guests…”

vox turns and he sees a figure unlike any other. timid but graceful. shy but unwavering.

now who was this little one?

ganyu comes forward, “no, no, it’s alright y/n, come. this is a visitor from inazuma.”

y/n

you turn to the visitor in question, bowing for respect with the most adorable smile vox has ever seen in his centuries of living

“hello! i’m y/n, a secretary for the liyue qixing,” you say

and vox realizes the slight resemblance you had with ganyu, the same type of horns sprouting from your head and just the way you bring yourself is different from that of humans

were you an adeptus just like ganyu?

“vox akuma, my dear. you can call me vox,” he steps towards you and takes your hand, bringing the hand up to his lips for only a chaste way of greeting you

hoo boy here we go

“hey! don’t scare them already, vox!” paimon warns the demon, to which he only chuckles at. “take it easy on them, won’t cha?”

vox turns to you and realizes you were blushing madly, but your hand remains in his

and to him, it seemed like you didn’t mind him too much

“easy? whatever do you mean, my little friend?” vox smirks, facing you again. “i’m only being polite to this lovely person is all.”

ningguang in the background can only laugh at the scene before her, ganyu panicking on how to save you out of the situation and keqing mentally rolling her eyes

as the real business was done, vox’s heart deflates just a bit at the thought of having to leave you but he knows he’ll be seeing you again soon

and he does!

after the visit from the jade chamber, it seemed like the traveler and paimon had other matters to tend to and unfortunately could not accompany him the entire time

“ah, that’s fine, traveler. i can find myself around,” vox nods understandingly. just as he was about to venture liyue alone, he hears the footsteps of someone behind him

he turns and is surprised when he sees you, shyly smiling at him

“h-hello vox!” you greet him, hands behind your back. “i couldn’t help but overhear the traveler saying they couldn’t accompany you around liyue. so… um, i thought i could since i’ll be off the schedule for a while. if you don’t mind of course!”

back in inazuma, people would’ve stayed away from crossing paths with him mostly because he was a demon

they’d find a way to avoid him and well, after centuries of experiencing this, he’s accustomed to doing things himself

yet here you were, pretty much still a stranger to him but so willing to help him out, even if he didn’t really need it

vox already thought you were such a sweet little thing, how could you be any sweeter than this?

he can’t help but smile, very genuinely at that. “of course i don’t mind, y/n.”

you grin in return, walking to his side. “alright, shall we?”

vox nods and you start leading him around town

he’s seen his fair share of weird and wonderful creatures, ones just like ganyu and miko, gods like the raiden shogun

so he really shouldn’t be surprised learning about your species, but it’s something about you being part adeptus makes you more special in a way?

“so is it safe to assume you are an adeptus just like miss ganyu?” he asks you

you tense up and laugh nervously at the mention of your identity, “just part adeptus. i’m half qilin just like her.”

vox raises an eyebrow at your visible discomfort, “hm? why are you nervous, my dear? are you uncomfortable with me talking about you being part adeptus?”

“o-oh, it’s just um, well i’m slightly shy about it…”

you look away from vox and he has the urge to hold you until you didn’t have to feel this way anymore. what made you feel so insecure about your beautiful self?

“well, guess what? i’m a demon,” vox says. you turn to look at him, surprised. he laughs, “can i be special just like you?”

this made you smile and your heart much lighter.

at first of course when vox continued to ask you about your half qilin heritage, you’d get pretty shy at first, but with him reassuring you that there was nothing to be embarrassed about and the fact he too was not human made things easier to deal with

when you weren’t busy working for the qixing, you were always up to take vox around liyue as best you can

taking him to areas he’s never seen before, foods he’s yet to try, ruins bountiful of treasure to look together for

vox never once regretted the choice of coming here, as he had met you. would staying here really be a bad idea?

“hey, y/n, you’ve never taken me to jueyun karst before. that was where you were raised as a child, right?” vox asks you one day. you nod

“yes, i was. would you like to go? it’s quite a walk from liyue harbor…”

the demon shrugs, “oh it’s fine. i have all the time in the world. what about you? do you not have work?”

“i’m free for the day,” you smile. “come on then, to jueyun karst.”

“i’d say you’ve been asking your superiors to get some time off just to be with me,” vox smirks, causing you to blush your head off. no matter how long you hung out with him, there was never a time you failed to get embarrassed by his teases.

“you don’t know that!” you retort, stomping away. “hurry or you’ll get left behind!”

vox can only chuckle, following just behind

you finally reach jueyun karst when the sky was just about to turn orange

you show vox the way to cloud retainer’s peak of the mountain, where you were raised together with ganyu

“what a beautiful place,” vox sighs, looking at the sea of clouds before him shining under the orange sunset light then he looks at you

oh…

you looked off into the same scenery, the sun kissing your face and vox thought he never saw anything more beautiful

the peaceful look on your face, like nothing could bother you at this moment. he wished he could see you like this more often…

“how much longer will you be staying in liyue, vox?” you ask him, snapping him out of his daze

“ah, i honestly don’t know. i’ve found a home here it seems,” vox laughs. “but it looks like the traveler will be back soon from their business this week, so perhaps when they return to inazuma, i will too.”

suddenly, he sees your eyes droop ever so slightly with disappointment

“i see,” you answer, looking down

vox then smiles, reaching for your hand and bringing them to his lips to kiss them. you blush at the gesture, but don’t retract

“i will return again one day. i’ve had a wonderful time with you and i’d like to experience it all over again,” vox whispers, leaning closer. you smile softly. “perhaps you should visit me in inazuma and i will return the favor.”

giggling, you nod, “perhaps i will.”

Mysta Rias 🦊🔶

this troublesome detective is of liyue descent, often traveling between his homeland and mondstadt where he likes to fancy himself a tankard (or five) of alcohol in their famous taverns

since he already is from the land of commerce, filled with magical beings of the adepti, he is familiar with you

even when he was a child, you’d sometimes be seen in his vision as he played with his friends

he’d often see you rush around liyue harbor with another person that resembled you (was ganyu her name?) and though he always was interested in your pretty horns, he was a bit too shy to ever come up to you

it’s only when one day, in the middle of night he decided to sneak out of his home to play with his friends near the south wharf playing pirates

the boat was rocking a bit too much and mysta, before he even realized, wasn’t even on the boat anymore and into the freezing cold water

“AHHH HELP!” he screamed into the night, splashing hastily to stop himself from drowning. but his friends didn’t know how to swim either as they too started wailing for help

mysta’s visions starts to blacken and the flailing of his arms begin to weaken

but… he feels something warm?

was this it? is this the so called afterlife?

“hey, hey, are you alright?” he heard someone say to him. but he was too tired to answer as he finally collapsed

when mysta finally awoke, he was safe on his bed in warm clothes. the day had turned to morning it seemed…

who had saved him last night he wondered?

mysta rose from his bed and found his parents talking to someone in the living room

“again, thank you so much for coming to help our boy, y/n! we could never have imagined what would happen if you hadn’t,” his father said, voice breaking slightly

“it’s really no problem, mr. rias. i’m glad he’s safe now.”

ah! there’s the voice he last heard before passing out!

mysta leaned a bit to see from the doorway and there you were, the person he kept seeing in the city with the pretty horns

he smiled and went to thank you properly, only to be met with the fate of falling to the floor out of imbalance

“mysta! are you alright?”

mysta’s parents came rushing to him and you stood there, finally noticing his presence

the young boy stood up then brushing himself off. “yeah, yeah, i’m fine!”

his mother helps him up, she said, “mysta, this is y/n. they're the one who saved you last night. go thank them, will you?”

“oh there’s no need for that, mrs. rias. i’m sure he’s tired,” you wave your hands around as you smiled nervously, a tint of pink on the apples of your cheeks. but the woman doesn’t listen and has his son stand in front of you

shy as mysta still was, he didn’t feel afraid of you. you were… really pretty up close.

“th-thank you fo saving me last night!” he said, looking up at you as the hero you were to him. and you can see the very visible stars sparkling in his eyes

though you were visibly shy about it, you can’t help but smile at small mysta. you crouch down and say to him, “of course, mysta. be careful next time, okay?”

and that’s how mysta saw you as a child, as a hero, as a role model, as someone you can look up to.

he kept seeing you too, always asking you to play with him whenever he saw you pass by

but as he got older, still asking to hang out with you whenever possible, you started to refuse him more and more

“i’m really sorry, mysta, i have a lot of work to do. can we hang out another time?” you frown apologetically, to which mysta only sighs at as he let you go again that week

“alright fine…”

you touch his shoulder, “hey, i’ll make time soon.”

but you never really do and he wished he could be with you all the time, getting to know you more

that was until he got a bright idea on how

“mysta? what are you doing here?” you asked him upon seeing him in the jade chamber behind baishi

“y/n, good to know you already know him! he’s going to be training under you from today!” baishi announces

you widen your eyes and look back at mysta, who only grins excitedly

this man? the boy who slipped off a boat and almost drowned? now working under you?

you can’t help but giggle, “alright then. welcome to the liyue qixing, mysta. i hope you’re ready to take on all the work we have for you.”

mysta salutes, “i’ll do my best!”

and his plan did work

the first few days, he was ecstatic he got to see you more often by a significant amount of time

you would show him how to do basic work, how to sort out the necessary papers, which goes where, things you have to do in the day

there were some hiccups, but you as his reliable superior and a long time secretary in the liyue qixing, you were able to save mysta’s ass a lot of times

but then he notices why you’ve been putting off time to hang out with him back before he started working in the liyue qixing

mysta watches as the staff would pile up more and more work on your already weighed shoulders, almost as if without mercy

and he watches you smile as you willingly took them all, promising them a deadline as they left

he wasn’t the one being given all these tasks, yet he feels irritated all the same

“hey, y/n, why are you letting these people give you all their workload? don’t they know you already have a lot on your plate?” mysta huffs, helping you carry some paperwork over to ningguang’s study

you sigh, offering a smile at the man, “it’s my job, mysta. ask ganyu. it’s always been like this as the secretary of the liyue qixing for the past thousands of years.”

“thousands?????” mysta’s eyes bulge at the sound of it and he could feel his back breaking

you giggle, “yep. thousands. it’s fine, i can handle it. and you too, you know? you can give your work to me if it’s too much for you to handle.”

mysta looks at his workload, then back at you, “are you crazy? you’d have so much to do…”

“i’ve done more than this, i promise,” you beam once again

and after a few weeks, mysta truly sees how you are as a person

back when he was a kid, he thought you were just super busy as the qixing’s secretary alongside ganyu

but he never thought that it would even cost you your sleep time

“alright, i’m clocking off. come on, y/n, wanna get something to eat?” mysta offers to you as he stretches his back out

you only hum, still focusing on your papers with a pen in hand. “sorry, mysta. i still have work to do right now. you go on back first.”

with a sigh, he nods, grabbing his coat off the chair. “alright then, see you tomorrow, y/n!”

in the morning though, mysta is mortified to see you asleep by the desk, the foot tall stack of work from last night completely gone

he gently taps you on the shoulder, internally hoping that you hadn’t been here all night, “y/n? wake up…”

“hm?” you groggily get up but then you straighten yourself up quickly upon realizing it was morning. “oh, it’s morning already! archons, i need to see if ganyu, lady keqing or lady ningguang needs anything! thanks for waking me, mysta!”

morning already? so you had been here all night…

as you went to stand, mysta immediately stops you, “hey, hey, don’t you think you need some rest? haven’t you been here all night?”

you rub your eyes while you gather your things, “it’s okay, i’ll get a nap later. i’ll see you soon mysta!”

and before he could say anything else, you’re off again

how you’re still alive until this very day from this much work still baffles mysta

he understands how people marry themselves to their work but this? this was too much. even if mysta didn’t have a say in it

when was the last time you had a day off…?

how long until you finally collapse from the work?

then he had a idea, one that was gonna benefit you but potentially risk his job. but it was worth it, seeing how much you’ve done so much for liyue

this was the least he could do in return

so as you finally caught yourself a break, mysta runs over to you

“hey, mysta,” you say, exhausted from today’s work. but your greeting goes unanswered as the man grabs your arm without warning. “hey, hey, where are we going?”

“to get food of course! did you eat anything today?”

you were about to answer, but you understand you have nothing to answer with. so you shut your mouth again.

“mhm, just as i thought,” mysta smiles before bringing you over to chihu rock, specifically at third round knockout. “one (favorite meal) please!”

you look at mysta, “thanks for the lunch, mysta. but i can’t stay long…”

“nope, not today! you have the entire day off!”

“what?”

“yep, you heard that right. i asked lady ningguang and lady keqing, they said that you could have the break.”

“b-but-“

mysta waves his hands in the air, shushing you, “no buts. no more work today. you’re gonna eat and sleep.”

all you can do at this point is just not protest and do as he says, eating away at your favorite meal when it finally came

you don’t know why but as you finish your meal, you can’t help but tear up

mysta begins to panic, “ah, y-y/n??? are you okay?”

you smile, shaking your head, “nothing, mysta. it’s just… i never had the chance to eat my favorite meal in a while and i can’t believe i’m eating it here with you. thanks mysta, it means a lot to me.”

as the tears fall from your cheeks, something in mysta stirs awake

the urge to wipe them away for you, the urge to hold you and tell you everything was going to be okay, the urge to protect you when things like this happen

before, mysta only wanted to be able to hang out with you more, the pretty hero with the pretty horns

but now, he wants nothing else than to see you eat your favorite meals again, get the sleep you needed and just… relax and be able to enjoy yourself

mysta nods, pink tinting his cheeks as he spooned his food, “y-yeah… no problem.”

Luca Kaneshiro 🦮🔆

a simple boy with a mother from mondstadt and inazuman father (hence his surname) who used to play with the dandelions outside the gates of mondstadt, now a powerful business man that rivals even diluc ragnvindr

his business consists of transportation and investment, helping with the cargo of dawn winery and even the rare items born of inazuman craftsmanship due to his bloodline

while at first luca’s company flourished only in mondstadt, he made the risk of branching it out to liyue

and that is when he, for the first time, traveled to liyue for business rather than pleasure as a child

when he came into the city of commerce, much has changed since he came last

the first thing luca knew what to do was to come to the liyue qixing since he did want to branch out a particularly huge company

so he asked around beforehand and was told to meet a person named y/n

luca has yet to meet this y/n person, as often as he visited liyue as a kid but he has heard from the people of mondstadt that they were half-adeptus

look at that, it’s only his first day in liyue for business and he’s going to talk to a half-adeptus!

luca was ecstatic to say the least, he’s seen diona and her father draff (even talking raven oz), but to see an adeptus felt different

especially since he’s been told all his childhood that the adepti were great creatures that helped out the people of liyue when times were rough

luca was so far into his mind and wonder that he hadn’t realized he bumped into someone

“oh archons, sorry, sorry!” luca quickly apologizes, stepping back to look at the poor person he had pretty much crashed into. “are you alright…?”

then, he froze in his place

woah… so pretty… a-are those horns on their head?

luca raises his head up to meet the most beautiful pair of eyes he’d ever seen and a very adorable shy smile

his heart had skipped a beat even without him knowing

“no, no it’s okay i wasn’t looking either!” they said, shaking their hands insistently. “my apologies mister…?”

it’s only when they asked for his name that luca returns to reality, to which after that he laughs nervously, “ah, luca. luca kaneshiro.”

“luca kaneshiro?”

luca nods, “mhm. and you are?”

“oh, it’s me, y/n! liyue qixing representative for your business proposal here in liyue!” you smile, bowing your head. “welcome to liyue harbor, mister kaneshiro!”

this was them??

“just call me luca,” the blonde man scratches the back of his head bashfully. “a-and thank you for the warm welcome!”

you giggle, “o-of course! it’s only polite. you can call me y/n by the way. shall we get going, luca?”

wait what was he for again…? oh right right business proposal

“oh, right, right. a restaurant named liuli pavillion?” luca inquires

“yes, just this way. it’s not too far.”

and he follows you to the said dining spot

man, he had the pleasure of meeting you? and why did you have to be so pretty??

no luca, this is completely professional!

he mentally slaps himself on the face as he struggled to walk in a straight line behind you

once inside the restaurant, he is immediately greeted with a feast of only the most delicious liyue cuisine and some mondstadt dishes tailored specially for his arrival

“take a seat, luca,” you say to him

after taking a seat, you sit just across him. “i hope you find our culinary to be up to your tastes. we made some mondstadt dishes if you’d like them as well.”

luca nods, grinning, “of course, of course. thank you so much for the hospitality.”

“would you like to eat or talk about your proposal first?”

ah like the true professional you were, luca thought

“we can discuss the proposal first, if you don’t mind, y/n,” only because i don’t want this business lunch to feel like a date…

you nod, taking out your appropriate files onto your lap and sliding a few documents onto the table. “of course! the kaneshiro company, company of transport and investment. you’ve made quite the name in mondstadt and have even made quite a close partnership with dawn winery and many other companies. h-have i detailed it correctly?”

luca smiles reassuringly, “yes, that’s all correct. you did good research, y/n.”

at the compliment, he notices you turn bright red and he can’t help but grin widely at the cute expression

“thank you… this is actually my first time being a representative specifically for business inquires like this. i’m glad i’m not messing it up the first time—ah, apologies, i was rambling…” you look away, your face much redder than before

god, you were so adorable. “hey, hey, you’re doing good! and well, even if you make mistakes, i’ll happily point them out for you.”

you shyly look up at luca and give him an appreciative beam, “thank you, that would actually be very helpful. i’ll do my best. let’s get on then?”

luca’s heart burst into a million pieces seeing you smile like that and now he’s the one turning red. “yeah, let’s continue.”

now even though you said this was your first time becoming a business representative, it seemed as though luca was the rookie here

all you’ve laid before him was done professionally, all carefully tied together with the right words and calculated meticulously, not a single detail to be missed

luca almost couldn’t catch up with you with how impressed he was, but he didn’t want to lose either

by the end of it, the meeting went successful!

you were able to represent the liyue qixing and welcome luca, and he was able to branch out his company in the land of commerce!

“please, eat, luca. you’ve had a long journey here, haven’t you?” you gesture towards the food. “i’m sure you’ll like it.”

“of course, i’ve had some as a kid as well. have you ever tried mondstadt dishes though?” luca asks, taking a spoon to reach for the first dish. black-back perch stew he thinks it’s called?

you shake your head shyly, “n-no actually. i’ve never had the time to. i just eat whatever i have on hand.”

upon hearing you say that, luca instantly grabs the plate of sticky honey roast, one he particularly liked to eat back home. he pushes it over to you with a bright smile, “have this! it’s sticky honey roast. it’s really soft and has a comforting sweetness to it.”

you look at the meaty dish before getting a knife and fork, cutting down a piece yourself. then you face luca

he grins, “go ahead, eat first.”

and with that, you take a bite of the so-called delicious dish and your mouth is filled with the mentioned soft sweetness of the meat

“oh, it’s really good,” you sigh. “i should try mondstadt dishes more huh?”

luca nods excitedly, “yeah! totally!”

you can’t help but giggle, a sound luca finds to be adorable

archons, everything about you was adorable at this point

as he dug into his own food, he can’t help but keep staring at your horns

they truly were nothing like he’s ever seen before and he wanted to know more about your half adepti heritage

“hey, can i ask about your horns?”

at the mention of the specific body part, you instantly shrank and avoided eye contact with luca

he immediately notices, saying, “o-oh you don’t have to talk about it of course…”

“n-no, it’s just… i’m really shy about them is all,” you admit quietly

at this, luca gently puts down his cutlery. when you also realize how quiet the dining table was, you raise your head

“you know, as a kid, i always thought the adepti were so, so cool. and when i first arrived here, i got so excited that i was going to meet one. and when i saw you, i thought…” luca blushes, looking away with an embarrassed smile. “your horns were what i noticed first. i thought they were really interesting and pretty…”

ahhh did i say too much??

but then he hears you giggle. he turns his head back and you are no longer shy. instead genuinely laughing at whatever was funny to you

honestly, he could’ve made a fool of himself right then and there, but it didn’t matter now that you weren’t shy anymore

you were so cute in his eyes, how could you be insecure?

“thank you, luca,” you say with a soft smile. “i-i thought you were pretty too. your tattoos were what i noticed first and i thought they were really, really cool.”

he looks down at his chest, where his most prominent tattoo was and then at the ones on his fingers. he grinned

“th-thanks!”

well, guess that business lunch slowly did turn into a date huh?

and when it was time to depart for the day, luca wish it hadn’t

there was still so much the two of you hadn’t talked about!

so as you both reached outside, he took up the courage to ask you:

“do you wanna have lunch again?”

luca looks at you, square in the eye as you did to him.

you had said the exact same thing together.

you instantly shy away, avoiding eye contact once more, visibly evaporating really

but luca’s heart leapt for joy, taking that as a very good sign that his feelings were reciprocated!

“sooo,” luca grins, leaning towards you teasingly. “come onnn, look at me for a second, please?”

at his request, you can’t help but turn anyway, despite how flustered you were.

when your pretty eyes finally met his, he took your hands and squeezed them tight. “lunch? tomorrow maybe?”

you giggle, nodding, “i’m free tomorrow. where?”

luca looks up to think with a hum, “hmm, how about you show me around? show me what foods you like?”

you turn a thousand red shades brighter but smile nonetheless as you felt your heart begging to burst out from your chest, “i’ll meet you here, okay?”

luca finally lets go of your hands, leaning back onto his own two feet. “will do, y/n. you have a good day, alright?”

you nod, smiling as you waved, “of course. you too, luca.”

you disappear into the crowds, on your way to continue your work for the day and luca is off to find himself some vacancy for the next week here in liyue

a week he hoped will be filled with many many fun meals with you, talking about all the topics that existed in the world

who said a trip can’t be both business and pleasure, hm?

Ike Eveland 🖋💙

our literary and musical genius was born in the city of wind and freedom, but did have the fortunate chance of traveling and studying a few years behind the locked gates of inazuma

on his return, he had learned their language well and was able to make a name for himself as a novelist through the yae publishing house

his books came in bulks of print, many bards came to him for advice and some even commissioned him to write a few pieces of music

it was through one of these contracts that brought him here in liyue, a land made up of ancient songs and poetry, a land bountiful of wonderful inspiration, ike thought

sure, he’s passed through liyue a few times but he’s never made time to really settle in with its unique culture and mingle with its people

so imagine his plight when he saw an unfamiliar horned humanoid pass by him in the blink of an eye

he had never seen this person before, but they sure did interest him

in a way how an artist is piqued when they see another piece of art

oh, did he literally just call a stranger a piece of art?

he didn’t even know their name for archons’ sake…

horns, hm?

ike is a man of literature, as we all know, which is suffice to say that he definitely has read up on liyue history and mythology

the horned creature of these lands should be what they call the qilin, an adepti among many other kinds

knowledgeable as he was, of course, he’s never seen an adeptus in person and ike eveland is one very curious man

ah, why was he thinking of this random person? he had a job here, didn’t he?

so ike goes to meet his client as promised, a musical connoisseur who wished to start a project with him

“mr. eveland! it’s so good to finally meet you,” the client greets ike with open arms, a wide and warm smile to offer. ike accepts his welcome as he sat down before the man

“it is a pleasure, too, mr. chaoxiang.”

“how are you liking liyue so far, friend?” he asks ike

“oh, i haven’t been able to linger much here. perhaps, when i have the free time i’ll look around,” he shrugs. chaoxiang then begins to speak more about the project he intends to start with ike when he sees a familiar form pass him by

ah! it’s the curious horned creature again! oh, they were with another horned creature with soft blue hair…

“mr. eveland?”

ike snaps out of his daze and apologizes profusely, “i’m terribly sorry, i was… distracted. liyue is a beautiful place after all.”

chaoxiang chuckles heartily, “it is, isn’t it? full of weird and wonderful people. but beautiful all the same. do be sure to make time to venture around. it’s worth to take a look at, mr. eveland.”

the horned stranger disappears again, along with the other person in the corner of ike’s eye

he can only wonder when he will see them again, if fate, of course, ever permitted him

later, after the meeting with chaoxiang had finally adjourned, ike makes his way around town to find some food when he decided to stop by one particular eatery named third round knockout

decent enough for both his appetite and wallet

he sits and orders whatever he deemed palatable, before again, he sees the horned stranger he has been catching sight of twice now today

but this time, they linger a bit longer

they seem to be busy talking to the present merchants

“hmmm, they’ve been walking around the town all day, talking with different people and now merchants. i wonder if they hold some sort of important role here in liyue?” ike mumbles to himself as he studies them again

“that, you are right.”

ike pauses and looks up at the source of the voice, who seemed to be a young man clad in a brown themed suit and coat

“do you mind if i sit here with you? i couldn’t help but overhear your deductions,” he politely asked

ike nodded, not wanting to be rude, “sure, take a seat there, mister…?”

“you may call me zhongli and you are?”

“ike, ike eveland,” he smiles

zhongli nods, “ah, the literary and musical master hailing from mondstadt, are you not?”

ike chuckles, slightly embarrassed. “i guess so.”

“now, would you care to tell me what you think of our lovely and hardworking y/n of the liyue qixing? the person you’ve just made an observation about?” zhongli turns his head back towards you, who was still chatting away with the merchants

ike did the same. y/n of the liyue qixing, so they do play an important role…

“oh, nothing much, just…” caught my interest in the middle of my work is all. ike clears his throat quietly. “i’ve never seen them around. but again, i’ve never traveled much around liyue.”

zhongli hums, “i see. well, my friend, they’ve been here for… my, thousands of years already now as they are part adeptus. ever so loyal to the liyue qixing. might i ask you, why did you suddenly have an interest in them? are you not here for work?”

hoo boy this zhongli man is getting on his nerves because he’s being eerily correct

“i-i am,” ike laughs nervously, sneaking a glance (or three) at you. “part adeptus? from what i’ve read, they seem to resemble a qilin.”

“you’ve done quite the research for someone who doesn’t travel in liyue often,” the man chuckles deeply, taking a sip of his tea. “they are, just like miss ganyu. they’ve seen the rise and fall of liyue, and even as far back as the archon war. though they are incredibly knowledgable and reliable in many aspects, they do tend to… overexert themselves a bit too much. you might not see it directly, but the poor soul is exhausted from their work. and from what i’ve seen, it’s only possible they have even more work after this.”

“wait, but you said they’ve been in the qixing for thousands of years now. does that mean…?”

zhongli sighs, “indeed, unfortunately. from what i’ve heard, they’ve been like this from the very start they started working there. i wish they could realize they need a break sometimes.”

ike looks at you once again, this time preparing to leave after finishing your discussion with the merchants

he understood that work can be very, very addicting since he too tends to busy himself with it

but ike could never imagine filling his next thousand years with work, never getting the rest he needed, even if it was the work he liked a lot

“say, mr. zhongli, how is it that you know so much about y/n even as far as back as a thousand years? are you a close friend of theirs?” ike spoons himself the food he orders, waiting for a response from zhongli

the mysterious man smiles softly, “perhaps i was, once.”

after dinner, ike said goodbye to zhongli and went back to the inn he was staying in to rest

chaoxiang apparently couldn’t make it for their morning meeting, so he postponed it for later in the late afternoon

in the meantime, ike decides he would venture liyue as he planned to do

first stop: wanwen bookhouse

at the sight of bookshelves upon bookshelves of stories hidden in between pages, ike smiles

but then he sees… you

you in your mysterious but charming aura, mingling amongst literature and other literary fans

ike watches you poke around the shelves, pulling a book once then putting them back if you didn’t find them interesting

with curiosity brimming inside ike, he couldn’t help but approach a bookshelf beside you

apparently though, you hadn’t completely noticed him as you were nose deep into your chosen book

your eyebrows furrow with focus. your pupils scanned through the many blocks of text and something about it just makes ike smile

you looked attractive this way

it’s then ike notices just what you were holding pushed him to speak to you

“ah, ike eveland. you fancy his works?” he inquires first

at the sudden question, you raise your head up to look at ike and upon realizing who it is you were talking to, your face turns bright red

“i-ike eveland! u-um, hello!” you smile nervously, slamming the book close and hugging it to your chest. “i didn’t get the memo you were here in liyue. o-on business?”

ike chuckles, “yes, i am. you must be y/n of the liyue qixing?”

you could’ve sworn you never saw this man walk around liyue much, but how is it he already knows so much? research perhaps…

“yes, i am.”

the novelist nods, now averting his gaze to your very noticeable qilin horns

all this time, he’s only read about them and only see you from afar. to be able to see them so up close was marvelous

“you have such lovely horns, y/n,” ike comments, smiling as he studied them more. how they curled so daintily, the colors complimenting your entire figure and how well kept they were

but then you suddenly step back, avoiding eye contact with him completely

“something the matter, y/n?” ike asks

you shake your head shyly, mumbling, “n-no, it’s nothing. i’m just particularly shy about them is all. to have someone like you especially complimenting them…”

oh this precious soul, ike grinned

he turns to the bookshelf before him, then recognizes a certain book before pulling it out for a quick graze over its contents

“i’ve read a lot about the adepti. they were powerful and benevolent creatures, helping the people of liyue back in times of need. especially in the aftermath of the archon war,” he begins, closing the book again to face you

you seemed to have turned back to look at him as well, although still a bit shy

“i think even now, they are loyal to this land. such as yourself,” ike then hands the book to you, as a way of offering it.

“always working hard so everyone can live a peaceful life in liyue. people might respect the adepti because they are powerful deities, but for me, i respect them for having protect this land even after liyue is independent without rex lapis.”

you stare up at him in wonder, then at the book he was holding towards you. you take it from him and notice that it was a book of his

different from your pick and something you haven’t read before

ike smiles, “that’s a particular favorite of mine. i hope you make time to read it. you seem to be an avid fan of reading.”

at this, you blush madly but you return his kind smile. “i-i will! you write beautiful stories after all.”

“thank you, y/n. you’re very sweet,” ike chuckles, scratching the back of his head bashfully.

he notices how the sun is still high up in the middle of the sky, indicating how his meeting with chaoxiang won’t be until later…

and now that you’re here, he’s afraid he won’t be able to get enough time to meet up with you like this

“pardon me for asking, y/n, but,” ike clears his throat, admittedly nervous as his fingers fiddled with each other. “will you be busy this afternoon?”

“oh, not really… not until a little later. why do you ask?”

“well, i’m relatively new here in liyue and i haven’t made much friends here. would it be possible if i could ask for your help?”

archons he was asking for so much, wasn’t he? he wouldn’t be surprised if you said no to such a hasty request—

“of course! i wouldn’t mind,” you grin. ike is taken aback, for just a moment as he looked at you. your pretty and charming smile.

ike’s heart skips a beat and he lets it

“have you seen the south wharf? it’s very lively, you see. and there is also the pearl galley if you’d like to visit. the sceneries at jueyun karst are also really beau—ah, apologies,” you shy away again, holding your books close. “i’m rambling.”

but as you get embarrassed, ike laughs. “it’s alright. i’m looking forward to seeing all these places. i’m in your care, y/n.”

you had never turned so red in your thousand years of living but you don’t mind it as you walk over to jifang to get your books checked out, ike just behind

“and i you, ike.”

perhaps, ike will be returning to liyue a lot more now with you to look forward to

Shu Yamino 🔮✨

the sorcerer was born and raised in inazuma before his family decided to move to liyue when he got a bit older, now using his natural jujutsu abilities as an exorcist

he even went to the sumeru academia for a good time in his life which further strengthened shu’s powers

back home, he starts his job as an exorcist and his first mission brought him as far as to the sacred land of jueyun karst

shu was skeptical, but he moved on, seeing as there was no harm in checking it out anyway so long as he didn’t make a ruckus to anger the present adepti there

he follows the tracks of the disturbing spirit lurking around, expertly making the right turns and taking more efficient paths

it’s when shu hears the swing of a blade in the air does he stay alert and summon his weapon, inching against a wall of stone

from behind his hiding spot, shu was able to catch up on some incoherent hilichurlian

he jumps out of his spot, but is only met with the last hilichurl falling to the ground

shu searches for their main assailant, and is met with the mysterious but graceful horned figure carrying a (your weapon of choice)

were they an adeptus?

they pant as they look at their defeated opponents, the scent of a heavy fight in the air

“hey, are you okay?” shu calls out, only for the stranger to flinch at the sudden newcomer

“oh, it’s nothing! just some extra feisty hilichurls is all,” they smile reassuringly at the sorcerer, sheathing their weapon back in place as they crouch down at the defeated creatures

shu too decided to study them down, as they were the ones that led him here in the first place

a dark aura emanates from the hilichurls and it wafts of bad energy, signaling shu that these were no ordinary enemies in the wild

he surveys the area but is glad to know the only source around are these groups and nowhere else nearby to worry about

“they must’ve been disturbed by a bad spirit judging from these dark particles surrounding them,” shu puts away his own weapon, summoning a purple seal before he lays it down by the hilichurls

upon landing, the dark spirit that once lingered evaporates immediately and all is at peace again

the horned stranger hums before standing up, “it seems so. you sound to have quite the experience in the world of spirits. you must be an exorcist.”

shu laughs, shrugging, “i am. i’ve only started working a few days ago though.”

“you show great promise, mister…?”

“shu, shu yamino. and you are?” the sorcerer/exorcist offers them a hand to shake and they gladly take it with a shy smile of their own

“y/n, of the liyue qixing.”

oh shoot he literally just ran into a qixing staff!

shu bowed his head out of respect, cleaning off his casual language, “oh! pardon my uh, impoliteness, y/n.”

but you wave your hands frantically, insisting, “no, no, please. it’s alright. i’d rather you not be walking on egg shells around me, shu.”

he breathes a sigh of relief, glad that he has yet to offend anyone as he stands straight again with an embarrassed smile

“alright then! so,” shu looks around the area of jueyun karst. this place was so far away from liyue harbor though, most of your qixing duties would’ve mostly needed to be done in the city. “what brought you here?”

you ruffle through your adventuring bag and show him a few bunches of qingxin flowers, “someone at the jade chamber got a bit sick and we ran out of medicine. i rushed here to get some and ran into this troublesome lot.”

you gesture to the hilichurls lying on the ground before stuffing the white medicinal flowers back into your bag

“well, i have to hurry back now. good luck in your future work, shu. i can see you doing so much good for liyue,” you proceed to skip away, waving at the sorcerer with a bright smile. “i’ll see you!”

you finally leave jueyun karst and shu can’t help but feel something void in the middle of his chest as you disappear farther and farther away

the next day, after quite the uneventful schedule of wandering around wuwang hill, shu makes it to the south wharf to find some time for himself

after arriving home, he admittedly hadn’t been able to venture around liyue much so to rest and take things easy was a good way to end the day

“man, kinda hungry. i’lll stop by wanmin,” he mumbles to himself, taking the right lane towards the mentioned restaurant

but he’s surprised when he sees you, waiting in line at wanmin’s… half asleep

he notices how you keep swaying and your eyes not completely opened, the people around not noticing either

shu immediately runs to your side and gently taps your shoulder, which immediately wakes you and you are left to recollect where you were

“huh?” you yelp, looking around the evening streets of liyue and then back at shu, who you realize woke you up from your tiny nap. “shu! hi!” you are interrupted by a yawn before you continue what you were going to say to the exorcist, “it’s nice to see you here.”

but shu frowns, still visibly worried seeing you literally fall asleep standing up in the middle of the busy street, “hey, if you’re tired, why don’t you get some rest?”

you smile apologetically, shaking your head, “no, it’s alright. i’ll probably get back up again after i eat. are you eating here too, shu?”

stop avoiding the fact you’re exhausted, y/n…

and just in time, it was yours and shu’s turn to order

“hey you two, what would you like tonight?” chef mao greets while dusting his hands together, ready to take your meal orders

“(your favorite dish) please,” you say, turning to shu. “go on, you can order. i’ll pay for you.”

“dragonbeard noodles for me, chef mao. also,” he then digs into his pocket, rummaging through something before placing a sufficient amount of money to cover the both of yours’ meals. “i’ll be paying.”

you are about to protest when shu doesn’t even let you

“ah, ah. nope, it’s on me today. it’s alright,” he grins, pushing the stack of mora over to chef mao’s side. you didn’t have much of a choice and just smiled

after paying, you step aside with him as you wait for your orders to be finished

“hey, you really should go home. you literally fell asleep while standing up, y/n,” shu frowns, crossing his arms

but again, you shake your head, tired as you were, “it’s fine. i wouldn’t be getting any of my work done that way anyway, so…”

“can’t work wait a little? i mean, i’m sure you’re very good at your job! but, don’t you need some form of rest? is the liyue qixing that… um, work demanding?”

and now up close, shu notices the dark circles under your eyes and just how pale you were

he was worried if you had any sleep at all because of work

wait why was he so worried over you…?

“thank you for your concerns, shu. but i’ll be fine. i’ve been doing this thousands of years already after all.”

“thousands??” shu gasps, which makes you giggle.

“i suppose since you didn’t recognize me yesterday, you wouldn’t have guessed. i’m part adeptus as you could probably tell and i’ve been here for quite a while,” you put your hands behind your back. “but really, i’ll be fine. you have nothing to worry about.”

“i-i know you’re half adeptus and you’ve been doing this job for years but still…”

and shu would know what it would be like to be swamped with so, so much work being an alumni of the sumeru academia

he remembered the times where he felt like collapsing but having the obligation to push on

he’s glad it’s over but seeing someone else, he doesn’t know why it had to be you either, being overworked

shu just wanted to jump in and make sure you didn’t do all that to yourself. surely the qixing can give you a bit of a break?

“you know what? i have an idea,” shu moves past you and approaches chef mao. you had no idea what he was doing until he came back with to go boxes, one you assumed contained your meal and the other his

“come on, let’s go somewhere,” shu doesn’t wait for an answer from you as he just takes your hand and drags you along with him

“wait, shu, i have to get back to work soon—“

“oh, it’ll be fine,” shu grins. “you’ve been a long time employee. it’s about time you get some time off for yourself.”

you want to protest again, but it seems like the sorcerer won’t be accepting anymore messages…

you walk through liyue harbor, even going as far as leaving the lively city. you still don’t even an inkling what’s going on or what shu’s doing

but you somehow don’t have the heart to refuse his plans

silly, to think you just met him yesterday too

yet here you were, trusting him like you’d known him for years

after a while, shu finally stops and you take a good look at your surroundings

it’s quiet unlike the city, only the gentle chatter of fauna and whistling trees all the while the sun begins to bid its goodbye for the day

“let’s sit here,” shu tells you, pointing at a certain spot a few feet before the ledge

he plants himself down, to go boxes in his lap as he patted the spot next to him

you sigh and does as he suggested anyway

and then you see the entirety of liyue just from where you sat, blanketed in a comforting and beautiful pink-orange hue

as a liyue qixing staff working in the jade chamber, of course you’d seen liyue as a whole many times. but up there through your office window, liyue looked like it was weighing you down

but from here, with shu by your side?

it was your home, the land of where everything began, the place where all your friends and people were

you smile, without a sliver of work burdening your mind

and shu noticed that

“here,” he opens your box, handing it to you with the appropriate utensils as he did the same for himself. “dinner.”

you graciously take it from him, “thank you.”

“hey.”

“hm?”

“know when to rest, okay?”

you heart melts at the simple words, but meaningful all the same. you nod, “i will.”

unlike before as well, even the way you said it, shu knew that you meant it this time and this puts his heart at ease

not many words were spoken between the two of you, but none of you really minded

so much so shu almost doesn’t realize the weight dropping onto his shoulder. he turns and finds you nodding off, with him as the only form of support

“i told you you were tired,” shu sighs but you don’t answer him. he chuckles, “off in a different world, now.”

the sorcerer puts down his empty box and lets you doze off some more, as you clearly needed it. shu might be stuck in place, until who knows how long you’ll wake up, but he’s more than glad he could contribute to you getting some rest

and shu continues to hope that he can offer that for you as long as he could

i kept listening to the liyue music playlist while writing this and my heart has never felt more at home:( i hope yall liked this~

Masterlist!

#nijisanjien #nijisanji en #luxiem #luxiem x reader #vox akuma #mysta rias #luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #shu yamino #vox akuma x reader #mysta rias x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #ike eveland x reader #shu yamino x reader #genshin #genshin au #author chan’s delivery service ?

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lyak12 · 2 years

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can u do a scarlett!reader fic where maybe possiblly reader has a migraine or is just tired and scarlett comes home to her sat at the table, laptop open with work on it but readers asleep with her head in her hand. something along those lines with plenty of fluff? ☺️☺️☺️

If your not comfortable with this, feel free to ignore its my first time requesting ☺️

A/N: Ahhh my first request :) thank you so much for sending it in! I really hope you like it. It's not as long as I hoped it would be but still:) I really enjoyed witing this. i have another request I'm gonna start on in a bit and hope I'll get it done soon too:)

Migraine Comfort

Scarlett Johansson x Reader

Summary: You have a migraine and Scarlett is there to take care of you.

word count: 926

Warnings: migraine, pain, lmk if I need to add more:)

not my gif:)

If someone would’ve told you a year ago that by this time you’d be in a relationship with Scarlett Johansson for almost 6 months already, you would’ve told them they’re crazy. Yet here you are falling more for her everyday in a blossoming relationship.

You loved your work, you really did but at the moment you were swamped with so much work there was no end in sight. You’ve been working late every day for two weeks now. Scarlett often finding you up at night still going over paperwork. It was just a stressful phase but she couldn’t wait for it to be over just like you.

In the morning Scarlett made sure to give you some extra love. She let you sleep in a little while she made breakfast and that just made you fall in love with her even more. As you were ready to leave she softly kissed your forehead before she pressed her lips to yours and kissed you lovingly. „I love you Baby, see you tonight and take it easy okay?“, she said while she caressed your cheeks and you nodded softly before answering „I love you too Scar“.

Scarlett would be in the studio that day, recording some stuff for the new Sing 2 movie and once she’d be home that night you’d cook and enjoy the evening.

You couldn’t wait for that. However as soon as you you got to work you already saw that taking it easy was not possible that day.

You texted during lunch eventhough you’re lunch break was not really a break. It was more a forcing down a salad while continuing on your paperwork. Your headache that started an hour into work was pounding through your head but you waved it off as nothing as Scarlett asked you about it.

It wasn’t nothing.

As you got home around 6 pm Scarlett wasn’t there yet but you knew she wouldn’t be much later. Instead of just resting on the couch like you should, you sat down at the dining table got out your laptop and continued working.

Your headache was way worse and turning into a migraine, you knew that but you tried your best to just ignore it and get as much work done as possible. However you didn’t last long. Not even five minutes later your vision started to grow unfocused, your head throbbing in pain. You were exhausted and in desperate need to sleep off this migraine.

Resting your head in your hand you close your eyes and pinch the bridge of your nose, trying to ease the pounding and dizziness that washed over you. Without realizing you fell asleep like that.

As Scarlett comes home she stayed quiet. After you hadn’t answered her text she had hoped that you were asleep on the couch or something. Finally allowing yourself to rest. However as she saw you sitting at the table like that, asleep, she couldn’t help but sigh softly.

She could already tell that the headache you waved off at lunch had turned into a migraine. Closing the laptop she gently pressed a kiss to your temple, feeling the intense throbbing against her lips. She caressed your cheek softly to wake you as you slowly opened your eyes.

„Hey Baby, how was it? Did you have fun at the studio?“, you tried to overplay your pain the best you could but it all was worth nothing as a wave of dizziness washed over you that almost caused you to fall off the chair.

„It was good Baby but that doesn’t matter right now. You need to rest“, she said concerned but strict. Nevertheless you tried to argue with her however you only got so far to open your mouth before she said „Don’t even try Y/N. We both know that we should not mess with your migraines“.

You just closed your mouth and nodded giving up. She was right. Lifting you in her arms she carried you to the couch and laid you down gently.

After dimming the lights and making sure you were comfy she went into the kitchen making some black tea and getting you a cold pack and some water, knowing exactly what to do to help you.

„Scar we still can cook and eat, I’m okay“, you tried again but she just shot you a look. „Baby we both know from experience that it’ll only get worse when you’re chewing. There is no rush Baby. Once your migraine passes we’ll cook and eat together but not before that“, she said with a tone that told you to stop arguing. There was no use.

After mumbling an okay she kneeled down in front of your head and gently starts to massage your temples. You can feel the throbbing lessen with her magical touch. Obviously it wasn’t gonna go away in five minutes but with Scarlett there you knew you’d be okay.

Once it was a little better she got you your meds and you took them. She made sure you finished your tea and readjusted the cold pack over your eyes before she cuddled up on the couch with you.

If you wanted to or not you needed to take a nap for this migraine to pass. It didn’t take you long to fall asleep either. Once you were cuddled deep into Scarlett sleep took over and you finally got some well deserved rest.

Scarlett couldn’t help but smile as she saw you asleep. You derserved the rest and she’d do anything in her power so you’d get it.

#Scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson #Scarlett comfort #Scarlett fluff #request #soft Scarlett Johansson #send in requests #hope you enjoy

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little-spoiled-brat · 3 years

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Love your writing. Could you write about levi being overprotective of his pregnant s/o

pairing: levi x reader

cw: a really protective levi, fluff <3

author's note: anyone recognize the title?👀

- one plus one equals three -

erwin had ordered you to start your maternity leave after refusing to go take said leave for a month now. being 4 month pregnant, the baby bump was starting to show and even though you were still capable of moving around, they didn't want to risk you getting hurt.

besides, this was the first baby the survey corps ever had. not to mention that it was a baby of ackerman blood, it was understandable that they would be so protective over you.

if you were being honest, you felt useless — doing nothing but sit on your ass all day because no one allows you to lift a single finger. especially levi.

you weren’t complaining though, having everything done for you was fun but it made you feel very useless around the headquarters. everything was done for you and by everything, you mean everything — even as simple as making a sandwich.

"levi, i'm bored. can i clean your office?" you whined for the nth time, watching him do his paperworks while you were sprawled out on the couch in his office.

"tch. whatever you want to do, brat" levi grumbled, not even looking up at you. you suddenly sat up, he's actually letting you do something for once?

"wait, really?" you asked, surprised that you were actually getting allowed to do something that doesn't consist of sitting on your ass the entire time.

"no. you really think i would let you clean? your clumsy self may slip and fall and you might get hurt" levi reasoned, looking up from his paperworks to look at you. you groaned, laying back down on the couch.

levi‘s eyes softened at your slightly pouted lips as he stood up from his chair and headed over to you on the couch.

“i feel so useless around here” you admitted, looking at him as he took a seat by your feet. he lifted your legs up so it was draped across his lap and began to massage your feet and legs.

”i know, brat, but you know i can’t risk you getting hurt especially now that you’re pregnant, i don’t want anything bad happen to you or the smaller brat” levi said, gently putting his hand on top of your slowly growing baby bump and sighed. you put your hands on top of his, drawing small circles on the back of his hand with your thumb.

”and you need to take care of yourself and the baby slowly growing inside of you“ levi pointed out as you sighed once again — he was right, as always.

“i know that, i just wish someone would let me do something a little productive. like make myself a snack or get you tea. the only thing i feel like i’m allowed to do since i went on maternity leave a week ago was shower and sleep“ you said softly as levi chuckled lightly and a small smile pulled at the corner of his lips.

“how about this, you help me clean around the office then you can make me tea and get yourself a sandwich afterwards?” levi suggested as your eyes lit up, inmediately nodding at his suggestion.

”deal! i’m sweeping the floor“ you said, immediately standing up from the couch and grabbing the broom that was in the corner of the room.

levi’s arms instinctively reached out when you suddenly stood up from the couch, his natural instincts to protect you from accidentally hurting yourself immediately kicking in.

he sighed a sigh of relief upon seeing that you were in fact, capable of handling yourself with no support needed — but still, he kept a close eye on you just in case you trip over some dust you fail to see.

you began to happily sweep the floor, a contented sigh leaving your lips at the feeling of being able to do chores again. levi chuckled to himself seeing how happy you got after being allowed to do something for the first time in a week.

he began cleaning too, doing most of the work so you don’t have to. the two of you cleaned his office until it was spotless like usual. you finished after an hour, being extra motivated to clean definitely helping with getting the task done quickly.

“tea?” you asked, heading to your shared bedroom to get to the mini kitchen as levi nodded. he followed closely behind, arms ready to catch you just in case.

yeah, he was that overprotective.

“do you also want a sandwich? i’m gonna make myself one“ you asked, turning to him while you started to boil the water for his tea.

“or two” you added with a chuckle, looking down at your slight bump and remembering that you now have to eat for two: yourself and the baby in your tummy. levi chuckled at you before nodding once again.

”three then” you said, grabbing everything you need to make the sandwiches. levi sat on the couch that was in your shared bedroom, watching you like a hawk and being cautious of anything that may potentially harm you.

you quickly made the sandwiches and steeped his tea before grabbing a small knife with the intention of cutting the sandwiches. levi was by your side within a millisecond of holding the knife in your hand.

“nope. you’re not doing that. you might stab yourself“ levi said, grabbing the knife from your hands and gently pushing you out of the way before cutting the sandwiches for you. you playfully glared at him and shrugged it off.

he also finished the tea, ushering you to go sit on the couch while he brought everything to the coffee table in front of the couch.

he sat down next to you and you both began to munch on your sandwiches. levi wrapped his arm around your waist and gently pulled you closer to him, keeping his hand on top of your tummy afterwards.

“can i do this more often?“ you asked, biting into your sandwich and looking up at him. levi hummed in reply, sipping on his tea.

“that depends, if you’re going to be careful and not hold knives next time“ levi said, half serious and you chuckled. you can live with that, it was better than doing nothing.

”that’s a deal” you said, munching on your sandwich again and resting your head on levi’s shoulder.

”i know i’ve been so overprotective over you these past few months and it might come off as a bit too much but i just don’t want anything to happen to you or the baby, i’m not going to forgive myself if something does“ levi said and you craned your neck a bit to look at him.

”i didn’t have anyone protecting me growing up, i always had to protect myself from the horrors of this world and i don’t want you and our child to be the same as i was before — scared and always feeling unsafe. i want to protect the both of you until my dying breath because you both mean so much to me“ levi continued as you stared at him — at loss for words. sure, levi was always open to you, saying what’s on his mind and telling you how he feels but this caught you off guard. you were simply not expecting him to say that.

“i-i’m sorry, what i said p-probably didn’t make any sense-“ levi rambled but you cut him off by gently pressing your lips against his.

“i understand” you said, a smile on your face as levi cupped your cheeks tenderly and you leaned into his touch. you understood him, completely.

“i love you so much“ you whispered and levi smiled, gently pressing his lips on yours as the both of you moved in sync.

“i love you so much“ levi whispered, kissing your forehead lovingly afterwards. he moved to your stomach, gently lifting your shirt a bit to reveal the small baby bump and pressing a kiss onto your tummy also.

”and i love you too, smaller brat“

#levi fluff #levi ackerman x reader #levi x y/n #levi x reader #levi ackerman #aot fluff #aot #aot x reader #aot x y/n #attack on titan #snk fluff #snk x y/n #snk x reader #shingeki no kyojin #snk

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allisonlol · 3 years

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- Date HC’s -

(Ranpo, Chuuya, Fyodor, Nikolai)

a/n: this is a pretty simple post, just some hcs of what a few of my fav bsd boys would do with u on a date :D kinda went off on ranpo’s section bc i adore him and shdgjsnsh

Ranpo Edogawa

most of your dates with him are gonna consist of going to all kinds of restaurants/stores to try different foods

you’re the only person he’ll share his snacks with !! so he’ll split his food with you and vice versa

pls make sure to hold his hand when out with him tho bc if you don’t he WILL wander off and get lost

honestly he probably considers any time spent alone with you a “date”

y’all will be catching up on paperwork in the ADA after hours and he’ll be like “this is such a nice date :D”

and you’re like “tf we’re literally working ?? 🤨”

it’s kind of sweet tho bc it really shows how he cherishes any time spent with you

he loves taking walks with you too especially at night

during these times you guys end up having really deep and intellectual conversations ?? and it’s like seeing a whole different side of him

taking walks during the day is entirely different tho

he’ll drag you around to every place that catches his eye (which is a lot 😭)

it’s worth it tho bc afterwards he’ll buy ice cream to share and you’ll watch the sunset together

ooh ranpo is also a big fan of game nights with u !!

you guys will play card games together or those murder mystery games (he’ll let you win…sometimes)

occasionally the rest of the ADA joins in and it turns into a big competition 😭

you or ranpo always end up winning tho :D

overall dates with ranpo are really versatile and y’all always find different and fun things to do together !!

sigh i am in love with this boy sm

Chuuya Nakahara

he is so whipped for you omg

he loves going on super extravagant and romantic dates (he’s a very romantic partner it’s true bc i said so)

when i say extravagant I MEAN IT

i’m talking about going to the eiffel tower or the ritz carlton with you…stuff like that

he is a fan of vacationing with you so it makes sense !!

however since he is such a busy person being an executive and all those dates are few and far between

chuuya will always make time for you tho <3

he loves to take u for rides on his motorcycle through the city at night

the two of you frequent the high end restaurants a lot as well

he loves going shopping in the designer stores and watching you try on fancy dresses/formal wear

you pick out some stuff for him to try as well and he looks very handsome 😌

just don’t go in the dressing rooms together bc he will get very handsy shdhsjhd

he’ll buy you literally ANYTHING you want…screw the price tag

it gets to the point where you feel kinda bad that he spends so much money on you without a thought 😭

isn’t opposed to just staying home and spending time with you there, but he does really love going out with you for dates more !!

overall dates with chuuya are super fun and extra, & you always end up swarmed with gifts <3

(i made him sound like a sugar daddy LMAO that wasn’t my intention- 😭)

Fyodor Dostoevsky

ok so

he barely has any time for dates i’m sorry 😭

he expects you to be understanding of that and respect that his work does take up a lot of his time

plus he sees dates as kind of,,,useless ?? like he clearly loves you or he wouldn’t keep you around, so he doesn’t really feel the need to go out in public and do stuff with you per se

also going out together would put you in possible danger for being associated with him

HOWEVER

when he does have free time it is always spent alone at home with you, which has now become your designated date times <3

mostly you guys just talk & he’ll hold u close to him and stuff

he’ll ask you a lot of questions about your day & personal things bc he loves to just observe and hear you talk about yourself 🥺

he’ll also play the cello for you !! mostly slow and classical romantic songs

if you play an instrument/sing you guys would do a little duet omg

if you show an interest he would love to teach you how to play the cello a bit !! will let you sit in his lap as he directs your hands and teaches you to play a short song

i had to be careful with how i worded that LMAO

sometimes fyodor will bring you home little russian sweets and candies for you to try !! which is always wholesome that he was thinking of u while away

overall dates aren’t really a thing for you guys, but quality time sure is !!

Nikolai Gogol

HE LOVES GOING ON DATES SO MUCH

it always makes him super excited and he’ll be a bit chaotic, but it’s sweet 😭

AMUSEMENT PARK DATES (ty to my lovely mutual @ghosteeret for some of these ideas <3)

he loves going on all the rides with you; the roller coasters being his favorite of course

bonus points if u get scared on the fast rides and grab onto him,,,he’ll get really happy lol

might make fun of u tho

the two of you would ride the ferris wheel and kiss at the top,,,typical but cute 🙄

he’s also SUPER GOOD at the games where you have to like knock down the bottles to get a prize

he might use his illusions at one point to win but…that’s a secret

every time he wins he gives u the prize he got 🥺

it gets to the point where by the end of the day you’ll have so many of the prizes and stuffed animals that you physically CANT carry anymore 💀

if you’re not a big fan of amusement parks (like me) you guys would go to the boardwalk instead and check out all the shops !!

y’all stay out until 3am and then are too tired to walk home so instead get a nearby hotel

HE WOULD WANNA PLAY HIDE AND SEEK IN THE HOTEL PLS

it’d be 4am and there would be noise complaints from you guys chasing each other down the halls 🙄

anyways, overall dates with nikolai are super fun and always really eventful !! the only downside is you’ll be hella tired the next day 💀

a/n: this ended up being really long 😭 hope y’all enjoyed tho !!

song i listened to while writing: beautiful & bittersweet by mia rodriguez

Thank you!

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neesieiumz · 3 years

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6 Months {Izuku Midoriya x Reader}

(Pro-hero!Izuku Midoriya x Former Pro-hero!Reader)

[PART ONE] [PART TWO]

L E A V E.

Summary: You were done. Done with everything. So what do you do? You move on. What's new? What's old? And who makes an even bigger space in your heart?

A/n: So this isn't based on another song, well technically it's still based on Sorry, but it's more like a part two to sorry than it being it's own separate part, you feel me? I know it took longer than expected, but there were so many paths I wanted to take and I didnt feel like rushing it. I really wanted to focus on flashbacks for this final part, your decision to leave the pro-hero scene, when Izuku and Melissa started to see each other... etc... I always made a gateway... in case I wanted to continue you and someone else's romance if I ever felt like it... So enjoy!

Support me on Kofi! Commissions are open!

Word Count: 8.0k

Warnings: Implied NFSW, but no deed is actually done, light drinking, (all in good fun)

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Falling into your mother’s arms, you spilled everything from last night and this morning. On how you eavesdropped on his conversation, the confrontations from both this morning and at the brunch. Your father wasn’t home, left earlier this morning for his job. Both you and your brother moved out not too long after high school, him going on to college to become an engineer, and you moving into an apartment with Mina and Jirou while you worked for the same hero agency. Your mother was your closest confidant, she was the only one who could come to mind to tell her about what happened. She just held you, rocking you as you cried, cried about your broken marriage, and seeing the girl your husband abandoned you for. You cried about how both she, your dad, and your brother were right. How you should have never listened to him about giving up everything you worked so hard for. She held you in her loving arms, whispering sweet things in your ear.

“I should have listened to you,” you sobbed, holding one of the throw pillows close to you as you sat up on your couch, leaving her hold on you.

Your dress was bunched up to your knees so you pulled the wrinkled material out from under you as you shifted around on your mother’s leather couch. She pulled you into one last hug, the warm embrace making silent tears fall down your face. Your mom pushed the braids falling out of your now-loose bun from your tear-stricken face. Continuing to caress your face slowly, her slightly rough hands provided a familiar comfort from your childhood.

“This is not your fault, you can not blame yourself for his infidelity, nor can you blame yourself for sticking by your husband’s side and decisions. You did what you thought was right and absolutely no one can give you shit for believing in your marriage.” Her soft voice provides extra comfort to you.

“WHAT?!?”

You were in your family home, six years ago. You still had a couple of bandages around your face and arms. Recently, you just completed physical therapy, nearly regaining full control over your limbs. The fight you had was brutal, nearly leveled the entire city. However, you came out successful from it, even if it put you out of commission for over a year. However, since you’ve woken up, you and Izuku have been having intense conversations about the two of you and your futures together, which led you to the decision you’ve made today.

“YOU’RE RETIRING?!?!” Your brother yelled, standing up swiftly out of his chair.

You took a deep breath, keeping your head down as you nodded your head. It was just you, your parents, and your brother here, Izuku currently being in the top 25 heroes, had a lot of work to do so he could join you as you broke the news to them.

“Izuku and I have been talking and seeing how fast he’s going in the Hero Charts. This incident caused us to do some major thinking. The two of us worrying about each other on the job isn’t healthy. Having two heroes in a relationship, especially two who are going as high in the ranks as us as quickly as we are. Considering how there are a lot more people expecting Izuku to go higher since he’s All Might’s prodigy. So, I’ll be retiring and helping Izuku with his career from the sidelines.”

You let out another deep breath as you finished your monologue, your fingers twitching in your lap. You knew this was a decision your family wasn’t going to agree with, after all, it’s not like you don’t have your legacy to meet up with. Your mother, before Miruko, was the highest-ranked female pro hero in all of Japan. You had her legacy to go after since your brother decided to go into the family business with pro-hero gear.

“You can’t be serious!! After everything, you’ve worked for?!?! You’re just gonna give it up BECAUSE IZUKU SAID SO?!”

Your brother was the most pissed, after all, it was always both you and his plan that the two of you would live up to our parent’s legacy. He would become the best support gear inventor and you would become the best pro hero. So saying this puts a damper on the dreams you both had.

“You had one bad fight with a villain, but the doctors said you’re going to be cleared right?” You nodded your head at his question, “so why? Why would you need to retire after that one fight?!”

“Izuku proposed.”

Gasps of shock flew from heri mouths, you smiled sadly as you pulled your hand from under the other, revealing the small, silver ring with the pure cut diamond sitting perfectly in the middle of it.

“He’s the love of my life, and he’s the man who I want to spend the rest of my life with… to have kids with. We both understand how difficult this job is, and we both know how much I wanted to become a pro hero, but since he’s my endgame… something had to give. And so I did.”

Next was your father, having raised you since you were 3 years old. He saw how much you looked up to your mother, and to your grandmother as well. You come from a line from female pro heroes, and it was always your dream to continue that. He’s always supported you throughout the years, remembering all the times the two of you would work in his workshop on new hero gear, both with your brother and without as well.

“Y/n, don’t you think you’re rushing into this decision? This is everything you’ve been working for, and you’re gonna throw it away?”

“I know your concerns but this is for the best for me and him. I know being a pro hero was what I wanted, but…” you trailed off, looking away from your trembling hands.

Your mother, who was sitting beside you, could only stare at your trembling hands. Almost reminds her of the time she told her mother who she was marrying. How nervous she was, not because she was putting her career on the back burner, but because of what happened the last time she decided to pursue a romantic relationship with someone. She got you out of it, but it was still a painful journey. She took a deep breath, before shifting herself to where you were. She placed her hand on top of your own, making you look down at them before slowly turning your head to look at her.

“Are you happy?”

The question caught everyone off guard, their heads turning towards your mother. You slowly nodded your head, smiling at all the memories you’ve made with Izuku. When you first met as a transfer student, your first date and everything else.

“Yeah Mom, I’m happy.”

You took a deep breath, leaning forward as you shook the memory out of your head.

Meanwhile, your mom tried to lighten the mood, “Well, let’s hope your father doesn’t get to him… you know he doesn’t play about you… or your brother either.”

“He won’t be able to land a hit on him unless Izuku lets him.”

“Well, he better let him then!”

You laughed out loud at that, throwing your head back against the back of the couch. You could feel your mom get off the couch, leaning up as she headed to the dining table. Looking through the papers stacked on the wooden table, she pulled out a business card before walking back to where you were still seated on the couch. Your mom sat back down in her original seat, before handing you the same card of laminated cardboard paper.

Renai Miya, divorce attorney at law.

“Renai is a good friend of mine, she gave me that in case anyone I knew was getting advice soon. I’m sure she didn’t expect my daughter but I’m sure she’ll be able to help you out.”

You looked over at your mother, who just gave you another knowing smile. She just rubbed at your shoulders in comfort as you pulled out your phone.

---

Izuku was sitting at his office, ignoring the texts from both Shoto and Katsuki. After the argument and confrontation from this morning, he decided to stay in the office today and complete some overdue paperwork. Typing away on his computer, his mind began to shift from the email he was sent to the hero commission to the argument that happened between him, Kacchan, and Shoto.

“I’m sorry, YOUR WIFE JUST TRIED TO KILL YOU! We don’t know what would have happened if we hadn't come when we did!” Katsuki yelled, throwing his jacket off of his body.

“Izuku, this is a serious matter. We need to know what happened,” Shoto explained next, kneeling in front of Izuku’s crouching figure.

Izuku just shook his head, diving his head into the insides of his elbows. Shoto and Katsuki looked at each other, the concern shining in their eyes. They looked back at their trembling friend, who was now starting to rock back and forth while whispering “I fucked up.” over and over again.

“Izuku,” Katsuki started tentatively, “what did you do?”

Izuku stopped trembling and his rocking ceased as he raised his head slowly, locking eyes with his childhood friend. Katsuki’s leg began moving up and down in anticipation, waiting for him to say something.

“I don’t want to report this, trust me. So just pretend you never saw that.” That was all he said before standing up, pushing past them.

Izuku shook his head, focusing back on his emails. He sent the long paragraph he was typing, after making sure there were grammatical or spelling errors. He then leaned back against his office chair, throwing his head back. A gross, yet very familiar feeling was arising from his stomach, it was slimy, it was painful, it was guilt. He felt guilty, remembering how his wife looked at him at breakfast and right before she left. How the look in her eyes felt more painful than other villains could ever inflict on him.

Closing his eyes, his mind slowly drifted to a memory, a memory from three months ago.

It was dark, and Izuku was tired, so very tired from the shift he worked. However, he needed to do this. He needed to end whatever the hell he and Melissa had. The way they were conversing over private messages was getting too much. In a week would be his wedding Anniversary, and how his wife, Y/n, surprised him, reminded him about what he and Melissa had.

And how wrong it was.

He wore a black, sleeveless turtleneck, paired with a dark coat along with dark jeans. He had fake glasses on his face and his curly was positioned to cover his face so people wouldn’t recognize him. He kept his head forward as he approached the apartment complex Melissa mentioned she was moving into. After living on I-island for all of her life, she wanted a change of pace, especially since what happened with her father way back when. So she got a job as a top hero support inventor at the company where Izuku got his extra gear from. Since it’s also where Hatsume worked as well. He opened the door and walked into the lobby. He looked around the expensive-looking area, seeing the receptionist, and only one other person sitting on the complementary couch talking on the phone. He walked to the receptionist, who greeted him with a smile.

“Are you here to see someone?”

He nodded and gave his fake name, the one he told Melissa he’d be using, along with the apartment number that she gave him. The receptionist simply smiled before typing in her computer, before reaching over to the phone and pressing a couple of the buttons. Izuku could hear someone pick up, a muffled voice through the phone.

“Yes, Ms. Shield, A Iseada L/n is here to see you.”

Izuku took a deep breath, hearing the fake name he gave along with his wife’s maiden name. The receptionist gave off acknowledging hums to the person on the phone, who Izuku knew was Melissa. He rocked himself against his heels, feeling his fingers twitch around in his pockets.

“Alright, I’ll send him right up!” She ended the call, placing the phone back in its holder.

She then smiled at Izuku before pointing at the elevators behind him, “you can use an elevator. Ms. Shield lives on the fifth floor.”

Izuku nodded and thanked her before turning around to the elevators. He picked on towards the left and stepped inside of it, waiting for it to close before choosing the button that said “five.” The doors closed as generic elevator music played throughout the rising mechanical box. Izuku sighed, pulling off the fake glasses, before pushing his curls out of his face.

Third floor…

Fourth floor…

The elevator dinged as the door opened, revealing the fifth floor. Izuku stepped out of the elevator, using the signs on the walls to find his way to Melissa’s apartment. Walking past all the other doors, of the patrons of the apartment, who were currently sleeping to the world. Unaware that their number one hero was sneaking past them, claiming to be ending an illicit relationship.” Seeing the apartment number up ahead, Izuu could feel his heart beat faster. Taking another deep breath, he stopped right in front of the pitch-black door. Swallowing his spit, he closed his eyes before knocking on the door a couple of times. Almost immediately after he knocked, the door opened, causing Izuku’s eyes to shoot open, jumping back a little as Melissa stepped into the doorframe. Izuku was about to speak when his eyes drifted down to what she was wearing. It was a simple white t-shirt, ending right at her upper thigh. Izuku licked his dry lips, before looking back up at Melissa’s face who was giving him a knowing smile, that looked smug as well.

“Izuku,” her usually peachy tone came out a little subtle, silky and sultry, “I’m so happy to see you after so long. Come in.”

Izuku simply nodded as Messlia stepped to the side, allowing him to enter her expensive apartment, which could be classified as a penthouse. Izuku looked around, his eyes landing on all the decorations around her living room. He walked toward her wall, where she hung pictures. There were pictures of Melissa with her dad, her mom, All Might, and a couple of her friends from I-island. He continued looking around, before his eyes landing on a picture of the two of them, back when he was a first-year.

“You were so short back then,” Izuku heard Melissa say, as she came to stand next to him.

Izuku just nodded, continuing to look at the frames. He was enveloped in the nostalgia he was facing when he didn’t even notice Melissa coming up behind him. He only noticed her when he felt a hand coming up around his waist. He froze, his heart pounding away in his ears. She then stood right behind him, before pressing up against his back next, her hands now circling his waist.

“Melissa…” he started, feeling her fingers mess with his zipper and belt under his overcoat jacket.

God, was she wearing anything under that shirt? He could feel her breasts, her hardened nipples pressing against his back. He took another deep breath, licking his lips before moving his hands to where her own was and prying them off his belt, just as she was beginning to unbuckle it.

“Melissa, we can’t do this. I’m married. Happily married at that. I can’t keep doing this to her.”

Melissa only hummed, moving her body from behind his own, stepping in front of him. She was wet, her long wavy dripping down her face and body. The water from her wet hair dripped onto her shirt, her white, very thin shirt. Izuku’s breath hitched as he slowly glanced down her body, her nipples visibly being shown through the fabric.

“Yet, you can’t keep your eyes off me Izuku.” Hands grabbed at his jacket, pulling him closer to her.

Izuku gasped as Melissa brought her hand, cupping his face before bringing it down. Izuku gasped once again as he felt lips upon his own, feeling her other hand reach inside his jacket to pull him closer by the waist. Izuku was about to push her away, he needed to push her away. God, he was married for fucks sake, to someone who loved him dearly. But her lips, they felt so good to him. Glossed from the shower she took, they tasted of mint and strawberries. Izuku, taking a deep breath, went to push off his jacket, never letting go of the kiss. Mellissa, smirking into the kiss, helped him out of the jacket before squealing as Izuku scooped her up before slamming her on the wall.

“This is a one-time thing,” he mumbled against her lips, using his hips to hold her up against the wall as he took off his shirt next.

“Yeah…” Mellissa said with a skeptical tone, feeling his hands go under her wet shirt next.

“A one-time thing…”

Izuku groaned, throwing the papers in his hands across his desk. Taking a deep breath, he pushed himself out of his desk. He stood up from out of his chair, walking over to the wall which was replaced with windows, looking down upon the city of Mustafa. He could hear the faint sounds of cars driving and honking, he could see the civilians, everyone he protects. Looking across the street, he could see a cafe. It was one that he frequents since it’s so close. The door opened, and it revealed a couple. A laughing couple. The man was holding a medium-sized bag, with the logo of the cafe plastered across the bag. He was wearing a dark brown suede jacket that was buttoned shut. The woman was wearing a matching jacket, wearing as a dress, her curly hair pulled up in a bun. She held their coffees as they walked along the sidewalk. Izuku smiled sadly, before looking over to the couch in his office.

Laughter rang out inside the office, the sun had already gone down a long time ago and the night shift heroes were all out patrolling, leaving Izuku, a couple of sidekicks, and a couple of more janitors. It was your anniversary, but unfortunately, a string of villain attacks happened today. This pulled Deku out of his day off and kept him away. So, you decided to surprise me with dinner at his office. You cooked shrimp alfredo, packing it in pretty containers, before stopping by a couple of stores, buying a fancy cake that said “Happy Anniversary.” The last thing you bought was some expensive alcohol, a bottle of wine and champagne just in case. She then dressed up, a dark green silk dress paired with a matching coat and heeled shoes. She brought a few decorations before carrying all of that, using your clouds. Izuku smiled once he walked into the office with everything, abandoning his work and helped you set up the table.

The two of you enjoyed dinner together, talking about your day, specifically on how Izuku was swamped with back-to-back villain attacks. To the point where he was the same police officer twice in two different scenes. After dinner, the two of you move to the couch, still holding your wine glasses now filled with champagne.

“I have a gift for you,” Izuku mentioned, pushing himself up off the couch before going behind his desk, going through the drawers.

You giggled, shifting around the couch to get a little more comfortable, your jacket long discarded. Izuku hissed out a “here it is!”, before pulling out a neatly wrapped box, closing the drawer with his foot. You took another sip of your bubbly alcohol as Izuku skipped over to you with the box in hand.

“Here you go, darling!”

You smiled, placing your glass on the small lamp table to the right of you before sitting up and taking the box from your husband. He smiled at you as he sat beside you, seeing you begging to open up the carefully placed wrapping paper. Once all the wrapping paper was removed from the box, you gasped, seeing the logo on the box. BVLGARI. A smile slowly appeared on your face as you untied the golden silk ribbon. Slowly lifting the top of the box, you pulled out of the pure white tissue paper. This revealed one of the most beautiful necklaces and earrings you’ve ever seen. It was an emerald necklace, it had two emeralds, and also was decorated with mini diamonds along the border, and considering the brand, you knew it was real. The earrings were dangly and matched the way the smaller emerald looked on the necklace.

“Izuku… it’s beautiful…”

He smiled, taking the box out of your hands before taking the necklace out of the box. He whispered at you to turn around. Following his instructions, you swept your goddess braids to the side as he placed the necklace around your neck, the cool feeling of the metal tingly against your warm skin. Izuku then connected the chain, letting the necklace fall against your nape before leaning over your shoulder and placing a light kiss on top of her almost-bare shoulder. You shuddered, leaning into his touch as his hands moved from your shoulders, trailing down your body to rest them on your hips. You let out a moan, feeling him give your neck a nip, reaching up to grab him by his messy curls. You smirked, before sighing into the neck kisses he was leaving on your neck.

“You smell,” he inhaled slowly, “really fucking good.”

Giggling at his words, you placed your own hands on top of his own before turning around. You lifted yourself off the chair. Izuku lifted an eyebrow as you placed your hands behind your back.

“I have a gift for you too, it’s not a material gift but…” you trialed off as you reached up the straps of your dress, before beginning to slowly pull them down, revealing the thin straps of your expensive lingerie.

Izuku’s eyes sparkled as your dress trailed down your body, revealing the expensive material cut and crafted to fit your body perfectly. The way the emerald green clashed perfectly with your deeper skin. Your manicured hands trailed down your body as your dress pooled at your feet, leaving you in nothing but the sinful lingerie and the heels to match. Izuku licked his bottom lip as you slowly walked over to him, dragging your heels with each step. Lifting yourself, you slowly placed yourself on his lap, feeling Izuku’s hands immediately attach themselves to your hips. He gave you a sly smile, looking up at you.

“And you look so amazing,” he gave your body another glance, making you smirk and lean back, using your arms and hands to steady you.

You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck before diving into a kiss. His lips tasted of mint and strawberries, it was a new taste but one you didn’t mind. Deepening the kiss, you gasped as you felt Izuku’s hard on all the way through his pants.

“I love you so much, Izuku Midoriya.”

A moment of silence went by.

“I love you too, Y/n Midoriya.”

Izuku took a deep breath and was about to open the next one when his phone, his personal one, started ringing. He reached in the drawer and pulled it out and looked at the screen. Sweetheart was calling, a picture of you and Izuku at your wedding anniversary plastered across the screen. Izuku was less blacked up back then, and you still had a crutch from your physical therapy from your incident. But god did you both look so beautiful and happy. Izuku was wearing his suit from the wedding but without the jacket and a couple of buttons unfastened. You, however, changed out of your wedding dress into a white velvet dress that was strapless and came with these long gloves in the similar fabric that you only wore for official pictures. Izuku was carrying you bridal style along with the rest of you and his family and his closest friends.

Izuku simply smiled sadly, before answering the call.

“Y/n?”

He heard nothing at first, nothing but the phone static so he called out your name again. This time he heard someone take a deep, trembling breath as if they had been crying for a long time.

“Izuku.” Your voice was scratchy, and hoars too. Izuku could feel his heartbreak and drop to his ass all at the same time. He did that.

God he was supposed to be a hero, save people and never let them down.

Now he may have just ruined his marriage.

“Y/n.” He said again, “how- how are you?”

“I’ve called a divorce lawyer.”

Oh. Straight to the bullet.

“We can’t- we can’t talk about this?”

“What’s there to talk about? You did this to me. You did this to us. Now face the fucking consequences of your actions.” Your voice was scratchy, the rasp appearing with each word you say.

“I know what I did.”

“And yet, you still did it.”

Izuku took a deep breath, leaning back into his chair. He looked up at the ceiling of his office, looking at the dazzling, overhanging chandelier in the middle of it.

“So there’s nothing I can say or do to convince you to stay?”

“You can have the house, as long as you pay me alimony for the next two-three years, for a reasonable price of course.”

You completely ignored his question, going straight into what was going to happen next. Izuku took another deep breath, this time leaning against his hand as he placed his elbow, pointed up, against his desk.

“So this is it?”

“This is it, Izuku. I told myself I would never lessen myself for a man, and I already broke that when I quit my job. I’m not gonna keep doing that to myself.”

“I-I love you.”

You gave off an airy chuckle as if you couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth. And with that you ended the call, those being one of the last words you’ll be saying to him until the meetings between the two of you and your divorce lawyers.

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“Y/n?” A muffled voice called out, pulling you out of your sleep along with knocks on your door

You pushed yourself off the bed, throwing the hotel blankets off your body. It was late at night, you went back home after your impromptu visit with your mother. You packed up what you could in one go before stuffing it in your car. You couldn’t see Izuku after that, so you tried your best to remove any trace of yourself from that house. You were just about to fall asleep, the tv playing a random 90s show for background noise. Digging through one of your suitcases, you found a robe to wrap around your body before moving towards the door.

You summoned lightning in one hand as you checked who was at the door. Seeing red-and-white hair, along with a bright blue eye and a dull grey eye, you took a deep sigh of relief before slowly opening the door. Standing there, wearing a raincoat and holding a closed umbrella was Shoto Todoroki. His hair that grew since high school was pulled back in a ponytail as he looked down upon with concerned eyes.

“Y/n…”

You took a deep breath, closing your eyes as he said your name. You then opened them back up before giving him a sad smile.

“Shoto… can I help you?” You leaned against the doorway, placing a hand in your waist.

“I heard from Izuku, the two of you are getting a divorce?”

You leaned into the hallway, looking to see if anyone saw him before pulling him into your hotel room. You closed the door and locked it behind you immediately before turning on the light. Shoto looked around the luxury rented room, seeing all of your suitcases and other items stacked up against a wall. Feeling your hands tremble, you sat on your bed, folding your hands underneath themselves.

“How did-“ your voice came out raspy and dry, so you cleared your throat before speaking again.

“How did you find me? I didn’t tell anyone where I was.”

Shoto simply smiled, “being the #3 hero has its perks. I figured you didn’t want a lot of people crowding around you so I said I’d talk to you.”

Hearing that, you lifted your head swiftly, “people already know about the divorce?”

Shot shrugged off his raincoat, revealing the long sleeve black turtleneck he was wearing. He placed his umbrella in a random corner before going to sit beside you on the bed.

“After what happened this morning, Izuku only told us that you’re leaving him… and wouldn’t tell us why. We called everyone, Uraraka, Iida, Kirishima, we even called his mom and All Might… all he said was that his marriage was over. No reason as to why…”

You let out a slight chuckle, your shoulders jumping slightly at the irony of the situation.

“So the only person you could come to was me, right?”

Shoto simply nodded his head, shifting his body closer to you.

“Y/n… I know you… you aren’t this rash person. You wouldn’t come to this decision on a whim. I thought you and Izuku were okay?”

Taking a deep breath, you spoke, “I thought we were okay too… Shoto I… he…”

Your body shuddered and shook as sobs flew out of your mouth. As tears fell, you covered your face and turned away from Shoto, hunching over yourself. That’s when you feel hands, one warm and the other cold, pull at you, grabbing at your waist before pulling you into a warm body. Shoto’s comforting hands and his placing you on the fireside of his body allowed him to let it all out once again. He didn’t say a word, only letting out soft shushes in your ear as you continued to cry.

You could hear nothing else other than the air conditioning and your cries echo throughout your room. It felt like an eternity before you slowly started to quiet down. Taking a deep breath, you slowly pushed yourself out of Shoto’s hold before getting up to get a water bottle. Shoto, his eyes still shining with concern, said nothing as you twisted the cap open and drank half the bottle.

As the pudding of your head slowly went away, you placed the bottle on the desk before sitting back on the bed.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to cry my eyes out all over you,” you apologized, grabbing one of the pillows to hold closer to your body.

Shoto shook his head, waving off your concerns, “it’s okay, it’s black anyways.”

You just nodded your head and looked away.

“Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong? Why are you and Izuku getting a divorce?”

You took a deep breath, your mind racing with everything you’ve been through… the day you met Izuku, the day you asked him out for the first time, the day he asked to be your girlfriend, the day he proposed… the day you two got married… everything.

“Izuku… he cheated on me…”

It was silent after that, the buzz of the air conditioning and the beeps of the cars below the two of you filling the tense air.

“He… he what?”

You bit your bottom lip as you spoke again, “he cheated on me, with Mellissa, you remember her right? Melissa Shield? All Might’s “niece”?”

Shoto nodded his head, shifting his body to face forward as he leaned forward, using his hands to steady himself. He lifted his head to the ceiling as he fully processed your words.

“Oh… oh wow… I never thought that he would do that.”

You scoffed, flopping back into the bed, “well me neither, and yet… here we are.”

You started to laugh, laugh at this situation, laugh at here you are now. God, everything was so fucked, wasn’t it? Feeling the bed shift, you could feel Shoto lay down on the bed beside you. He wrapped his arms around you before pulling you into him once again, this time leaving you on his right side so you could cool down. The feeling left sighing, leaning into his touch even more.

“Izuku is an absolute idiot, and I’m glad that you’re leaving him at the first sight of disrespect.”

Coming from Todoroki and his background, those meant a lot to you. You smiled before lifting your head to look at him.

“Thanks, Shoto, that means a lot.”

He smiled, before slowly removing his hands from your waist.

“I should let you sleep, I just wanted to come to check up on you.” He bent over to grab at his umbrella before turning around to grab his raincoat.

Sniffling, you nodded your head, wiping away your tears before getting up to see him off, “thanks for coming to check up on me… even though the way you found me was a little creepy.”

—-

You officially divorced three months after that day, Izuku tried to hold out as long as he could but soon enough even the number one hero couldn't hold out that long. The number of times you had to tell him you weren't going to come back to him was astounding, his stubbornness knew no bounds. You allowed Izuku to keep the house and he was to pay you a hefty amount of alimony along with the money he was to pay you for spousal distress.

When news came out that the number one hero and his wife would be divorcing, the media went into a frenzy. Even bigger than the one about your wedding. You had to rely on your family to help you out until the news and paparazzi left you alone. It was even worse on Deku, being the top hero and not even able to save his marriage? Talk about a blow to his reputation, it almost cost him the #1 spot. If it wasn't for the Incident at the Kasona Mall, where a villain decided to blow up a mall, where he saved over 50 people in one swoop, Bakugo would have finally been able to claim that #1 spot.

Speaking of pro-heroes.

H/n is back on the scene! Officially signing with The Todoroki Agency!!

You were a pro-hero again, stepping back into the spotlight after over six years. After not much deliberation, and encouragement from friends alike, you decided to come out of retirement once more. You had to retake the licensing process and test of course, but you passed with ease. Being a hero was almost like riding a bike, it was ingrained within you. After The Hero Commission reinstated you, you got so many offers. From Fatgum to LeMillion, and Gang Orca. However, you already promised a certain person that you would join up with him.

“You sure you want me Shoto?” You were sitting in his penthouse, visiting him after he got hurt in the Incident at Kasona mall.

The two of you had gotten closer ever since that day he found you in your hotel room. He helped you get back on your feet, helped you pick out a new house to live in, (since you left the house to Izuku), and helped you study to retake the test. He nodded, shifting his position on his couch. The movement however, caused him to wince as he had to move his arm, which slung into a cast. You immediately got up and helped him move into a more comfortable position without straining himself. He thanked you for the help as you sat back down, grabbing your glass of wine.

“Yeah, you were an amazing hero when you were active years ago. I know this is a decision I’ll lose no sleep over.”

You chuckled, sipping on the wine he put out for the two of you. He smiled softly at you, his intense stare causing your body to heat up slightly, or that could be from the alcohol, you honestly didn't know. You licked your lips, shifting your legs to help lessen that heated throb between your thighs.

“Alright, I guess I’m joining your agency.”

You grew out of your old outfit, so with the help of Hatsume and other designers, you got a whole new outfit. Instead of the original leotard/bodysuit you had when you were younger, along with the thigh boots, it all connected into all one large jumpsuit. It was black with purple accents adorning all across the outfit along with a brand new cape. You turned around, summoning clouds to lift you as you twirled around. Hatsume, the designer who made your new hero costume, Hokkaido, and Mina, who you also told about the true reason you and Izuku got divorced, all smiled as you felt out your new outfit.

“Well?” Mina asked, smiling as you landed on your feet.

You turned around, trailing your hands down your body, feeling the aft fabric and metal accents clash together on your body before smiling at yourself in the mirror.

“I love it.”

Your office was on the same floor as Shoto’s, him constantly relying on your knowledge and wisdom on other matters. The two of you were the leaders in the recent missions the two of you had taken together. This whole process was a lot like riding a bike, coming back easily. You had missed this, you had missed this so much, and you could tell the world and missed you too.

The media accepted your return with open arms, jumping right back to the top 20s. You were a very powerful hero after all.

After three months of coming back, making it six months since your divorce, your parents decided to throw a party for you. To celebrate you coming back, and ranking high on the Billboard Chart in so little time. You tried to get yourself out of it but they took no excuses. So you decided to make the most of it, you felt like a whole new woman. Placing your braids in a bun, you wore a strapless black velvet dress with matching long-sleeved gloves. You slipped on some ankle-strap, black stilettos, and pearl jewelry set to complete the look. The party was small but it was filled with life, all of your old classmates and even your old co-workers from your old agency even came. Mina, Jirou, Tsu, and even Yaomomo, as busy as she is, came. Kirishima even got Bakugou to come. Everyone was so excited to see you come out of retirement and take to the streets again. Some did try to pry into your broken relationship with Izuku, but you just ignored them and told them to enjoy themselves at the party.

“Y/n.”

You turned around to see Shoto standing there with two champagne flutes in his hands. You smiled and walked up to him, hands extended out for a hug. He wrapped his arms around the best he could with the two drinks in his hands. You giggled at his struggle as he tried to step back without spilling the drinks.

“I see your hands are full, Boss.” You winked as you took one of the flutes of champagne out of his hands.

He just chuckled as you guys cheered, clinking your glasses together before taking a sip. As the sweet liquid hit your tongue, your eyes trailed down his body at the suit he was wearing. All black suit with the jacket, with a white dress shirt, red tie and tailored to perfection. You licked your lips as he breathed in, seeing his chest press up against the white fabric. Clearing your throat, you pulled your eyes away from his chest as you looked up at him finishing his drink. You smiled at him and he returned it as he placed the glasses on an empty table.

“You seem so much happier.” You heard Shoto comment behind you.

You turned to face him and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

“What do you mean?”

Shoto walked up to you, the proximity between you two making your heart pound this a little faster. He leaned down, using his right hand to make you look in his eyes.

“When you first announced your retirement, and when I saw you after that… I do not doubt that you were happy but…” he trailed, his grip on your chin tightening slightly.

“But… but what?” You let out a whisper, feeling his thumb softly move against your skin.

“There was still this sadness in your eyes, that I could never pinpoint but now… I can’t see it at all.” He let go of you after that, taking a couple of steps back.

You took another deep breath, pressing a hand against your chest to feel your beating heart.

Smiling at Shoto, “thank you, that means a lot.”

The two of you continued to drink together, whether it be champagne or something stronger. The more the drinks came around you two, the two of you drank, and the more you two drank, the more handsy the two of you got. Shoto’s arms never left your waist and would find themselves trailing lower and lower down your body. You would find ways and excuses to slowly caress his face or his chest. The two of you would just get closer and closer. Luckily, most everyone around was drunk so even if they did notice, it was unlikely that they would notice. Soon enough, people began to leave, wishing you the best of luck and congratulations.

Then it was just the two of you. Shoto, despite being as drunk as you are, helped carry you to your bed upstairs. As he laid you in the bed, you reached out to him, pulling him down onto you and your bed. You giggled as he flopped on his back, allowing you to quickly straddle him.

“Y/n,” he giggled, he was more emotional, happy drunk, “Y/n why are you doing?”

You smiled, licking and biting at your lips as your hands trailed down his body. Feeling at his chest, before trailing down his abs, your hands and fingers going ever ripple and ridge on his body before landing right in the top of his pelvic area, feeling his hard-on poke out through his slacks. You hissed slowly as you began to rock into him, your dress riding up with every movement you made. Your movements caused him to whisper curses under his breath, his hips buck as he grabbed onto your waist tightly. You gripped at his shoulders as he guided you up and down his waist, his touch leaving your skin electrified, the opposite temperatures causing trembles throughout your body. You then leaned down to plant light kisses against his neck

“You’re so fucking handsome,” you whispered against his skin, your fingers fumbling with the buttons on his dress shirt.

He just smirked before flipping you on your back, using his knee to spread your legs.

——

It was a week after the party and you had just gotten back from your shift of patrol. It was early in the morning, say almost 4 am, and you were ready to go home and get some sleep. Saying goodbye to your sidekick, you walked towards your office to get some final papers before going home. As you opened the door, you could feel dull light entering your vision. So you turned and followed where it was coming from only to find yourself right outside of Shoto’s door. That’s where you could hear the argument.

“Izuku I—”

“NO— I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU, YOU’RE SLEEPING WITH MY EX-WIFE!”

“I think you’re the last person to be concerned about what she does now!”

“You’re one of my closest friends, I’ve known you the longest! And you just stab me in the back like this!?”

“I think that you should leave Izuku before I make you. What Y/n and I have, it’s none of your business.”

You could hear a slam, and hear something break before hearing heavy stomps echo throughout the room. You hoped it didn’t come to them full-on fighting, you knew Shoto could handle himself against, however, when Izuku was mad, Lord did he get mad. You hope you won't have to face him again, after all this time.

“I don’t want to hear a word you have to say!! I should have known, you’ve ALWAYS been chasing after her! Since our time at U.A!

You tilted your head at that, confused at what he meant. Shoto has been chasing after you since high school? You thought that Shoto always had a thing for Yaomomo, despite her and Jirou getting engaged recently. It was because of that, you believed Shoto had shifted his focus onto you…

“So what? I thought I left her in good hands, out of all my friends, you were the ONLY one that I thought could give her a good life. I thought you could love her and only be with her! Now I see that I couldn’t even trust you with that! So you don’t get to decide how she spends her time and who she spends it with! Not after what you did to her!”

It went quiet after that, but you could still see the heavy breathing out of both of them. You bit your lip, heart pounding as you grasped at the wall, staring to hear to see if they speak under their breath.

“What… what are you talking about?”

“She told me… she told me what you did... How you cheated on her with Melissa. Don’t give me that look, I’m not gonna tell anyone. She asked me not to, it’ll do no one any good if it got all. They’ll just hound her for months for this.”

You could feel your body begin to rock back and forth, you could feel the tension rising all the way from the place where you would stand.

“So I say again, you have no right to have any say about what she does in her own time. Even when she was married to you, she was never yours! She’s her own woman, and after being suffocated by you, she deserves to do whatever she wants. I’ll be here, no matter what, and I’ll stick by her because that’s what people who truly love someone do!”

You couldn’t help but smile at his words, you could feel tears swell in your waterline. Taking a deep breath, you stood up slowly, brushing off any dirt or dust collected on your lap before walking towards the door. You gave a knock on the door, before slowly turning the doorknob to reveal a trashed office. Plants turning upside down, smaller tables flipped around, and books spread all across the floor. Your eyes then landed on the two of them, standing behind the bigger office desk. Izuku was holding Shoto by his shirt, and the two of them had intense looks on their faces. You took another deep breath, seeing the way Izuku looks after so long. He grew out his beard, despite him hating it so much. His already scruffy, curly hair grew even more unruly. His eyes turned towards you, the shock after seeing you so long causing him to lose his grip on Shoto.

“Y/n…”

You closed your eyes and rolled your neck before closing the door behind you.

“Shoto is correct, what I do with my time is absolutely none of your business Izuku. We’re done, we’ve been done for six months. If I’m going, to be honest, we’ve been done for a year… since you had an affair with Melissa for six months as well,” you stated, slowly walking up towards the two of them.

“So what I do with him, what I do with anyone… is no longer your business. Now get out!”

Izuku stood there, shocked at your words, slowly turning his body to face you.

“Y/n I…” You made a motion with your hands, quieting him.

“Izuku Midoriya, get out now!”

He jumped back, before turning back to Shoto, giving him one last glare before walking past you towards the door. You kept your back towards him, and the door as well, as he opened it before walking out, shutting it behind him. With that, you then turned to the last man standing in the room. You gave him a soft smile, slowly shaking your head as you amble across to him. You placed your hands on his biceps as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He smiled down at you, before leaning in for a soft kiss. You chuckled and smiled into the kiss, tightening your grip on his arms. You could feel the grip you had on you tighten with every second of the kiss. Once you let go, you slowly reached up to caress the side of his face with the scar with your hand.

“You look stressed… is it because of your day? Or because of the walking trash that just walked out?”

He chuckled softly at your words, shaking his head. You smiled as you walked towards his desk, moving some of the papers off before sitting on top of his desk. Shoto gave you an up and down glance, before walking towards you and standing in between your legs.

“So… why was Izuku here?” You asked him, rubbing at his shoulders and arms.

Shoto took a deep breath before leaning forward and laying his head on top of your shoulders.

“He came up here, accusing me of different things. I never found out he found out that the two of us were seeing each other… I was more focused on other things…”

Izuku was always so stubborn, that could be a good or bad thing depending on who side you were on. You sighed, nodding your head as you wrapped your arms around him.

“Let’s go to your place? I’m really tired and I honestly just want to get as much sleep as I can.”

You could feel Shoto smile into your shoulder, before nodding. You were about to push him off of you, so you could both get what you need and walk out together, a sudden force whooshed you off your feet, arms grabbing at you and carrying you in a bridal position.

“Shoto!” You squealed, holding on to his shoulders.

He just softly chuckled once more, as he carried you out of the office, nothing but smiles on the two of you’s faces.

___

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