serve-corps

[serve-corps]

Natsuko Hirose x reader

THERES FUCK ALL OF THIS ON THIS APP.

Sketching away on this god-forsaken project that's due in three days, you still haven't planned how the end will go, so you raked your hands through your hair.

standing up from your cramped desk with pencils snapped nearly everywhere, you go to get lunch. but as you do, you cross paths with the director of the floor above, what was her name again? Uh, just be polite, and everything will be a breeze.

"Oh! your one of the heads of your show on this floor, aren't cha?!" She perked up as she walked past you after you gave her a small nod to acknowledge her.

wasn't it human decency to realise when someone was busy, therefore, leave them alone?

sighing to yourself quietly as you now realised your ever-imposing deadline had to be put on hold for a few extra minutes.

"yeah...I guess. I'm the head animator and I create the storyboards 'n stuff." You shrugged, turning to face her because you knew it would be rude to talk with your back being all she was able to see.

"Would you like to meet my head animator? I have a feeling you two would get along!" There was a plan behind that cheery voice and the glint in her glasses that you just count put your finger on.

"I really can't- my deadline is in three days- I can't-"

she cut you off by waving her hand which held just as many bags as her other,

"Pfft, you seem to be going on lunch about now, right? how bout you scoot your pretty little but over here and I give ya some yummy food!"

Your stomach rumbled with its annoyingly comedic timing as one word drifted through your mind like a branch bobbing in water.

'fuck.'

instead of following your brain, which was the logical thing to do, or your heart, which was the morally right thing to do, you followed your stomach like it was some sort of magnet attracted to the food.

dragging your feet as you nodded along and added a "yeah" once or twice as the woman dragging you along yapped about pointless nothings, you following like a lost puppy, following your nose and tummy, then it grumbled, scolding you for not getting food fast enough.

luring you with the delicious sea food, she places two portions on this incel's desk, some hobo, greasy thing with hair covering its face.

trying to make this quick so you could get the food and continue with your work, you chimed in 'cheerily' to the director,

"Soooo where's this head director?" you said with a forced, tight smile and overly sweet voice.

the thing with long hair turned to face you, looking you up and down, almost analysing you in a critical way.

"What's it to ya." the hairy thing stated in a blunt manner, not asking but stating facts.

oh, so it was a she, wait, it's talking to me? ew.

"Sorry, I'm trying to find the head animator. You can continue adding colour!" You tried being polite, however-

"adding...colour?.... my plan isn't a stupid colouring book. fire her." She turned to the director sharply, even behind all that hair, you can feel her eyes.

"Your plan? that's a bit informal to say about your boss's work." you mumble to yourself.

"my boss only asks I plan the damn story. not colour it in."

"Only the head animator does that, and you're obviously not that high up in this place, you'd be able to afford a haircut."

"girls-" the head director tried to cut in however,

"have you got some sort of problem with me?"

"I didn't, but now I do."

"well good thing you wont be working here any longer."

"HA! Oh, but I'm not even a part of this company."

"mmmm if you're wanting to talk about MY project, you're goanna be workin for me."

"girls! please!" you both stop your arguing, not breaking your glare however.

"(y/n), this is my head animator, Natsuko Hirose." you were taken aback by such a bold statement.

the woman ruffled the uh... things' hair as a motion of encouragement. you were just astounded, really. how could such a selfish, self-centred woman be the head animator when she obviously seems to call everyone around her incompetent or useless, obviously a dream crusher in this place, the mood was depressive, and you could now understand why.

their boss was a shit-head.

sighing and shaking your head before slapping your face to try and tame back your attitude.

"Right. I get it now." you muttered lowly.

Natsuko started smirking and puffing out her chest like she won- like she was proud.

rubbing your thumb against the bridge of your nose, your sigh turned itself into a groan.

"Madam, I can see why you're struggling to reach your weekly target, let alone your monthly goal."

the woman froze, her smile like a paused picture, unchanging, yet you can tell that your theory is correct, but it would be rude for her to say it, so maybe you should.

"too independent. too discriminative. too harsh. to self-centred. too clueless." You let out with a flat tone, each word hitting Natsuko like a truck, the more she realised this was about her, the harder the truck hit her.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?!" she fumed as she grabbed the collar of your shirt, pulling her face to yours as if a threat.

"Terrible roles for someone in a position of power, someone who makes the decisions should take all the help she should get, yet this one seems to be the type to turn down someone heating up their lunch for them, let alone finish a doodle." Natsuko was left frozen as you now seemed calm, collected, and kinda cool? She shook her head vigorously before turning to her director with a shocked face that melted into a pleading expression, begging for some words of encouragement or something to defend her, anything!-

"I see your points, I don't want to say I agree, but ya are on the right track!" she let out with her almost signature beaming smile.

pulling away from the girl whose grip on your jumper loosened enough to pry her off without it stretching, you pressed your lips together in a tight smile.

"Right then, I'll go back to my food-" you were cut off.

"How about you help her miss (L/n)? show her what she's missing!" She threw out a peace sign and a wink, you swore you saw a gleam of gold like a star or something.

"I want my food-"

money was shoved in your hand, enough to cover three meals.

"aight." You shrugged, pushing past the purple hooded creature to the desk, you saw her pop her head out of earlier and sit in her seat with a jump, it spinning around a few times before you pulled yourself to the desk, using the rolling points of the chair legs.

you inspect the work she's done already.

'fuck all. great to work with here!' You internally groan before sifting through folders and packets until you find one with a title untouched, the one she's probably working on now.

"First love?..." you mutter. what the hell is this shit. That's not even a question. this is the gooey icky shit you never really understood is school and don't bother with all that much with now.

'She's got no ideas? lack of experience? OH-' You slammed the packet down on the table before giving the director a look. a 'you're kidding me' look.

the woman's smile turned slightly more sheepish as she gestured to Natsuko and the packet.

"You gave me food money, so... fine." you grumbled, kicking yourself away from the desk, the wheels rolling you further. standing up, you walked over to the pair, grabbing Natsuko's sleeve and dragging her to the bathroom.

muttering to yourself as she tried to fight back, "I can't believe I'm doing this for a competitor's company...."

this only confused the raven-haired girl as you slammed open the bathroom doors, pushing her towards the mirrors before pulling a hairbrush miraculously out of nowhere-

"ack!-" Natsuko let out as her hair was yanked by the brush harshly, a quiet apology was uttered from you as you started to fix and style her hair, pulling it out of her face.

"woah..."

"What?" she snarked.

"nothin' just, you're kinda pretty." You shrug, before focusing on her hair again, hearing a small 'oh' from the girl. You looked at her face instead of the knot in her hair; you would have seen some pink.

ehh this hair will work. a bun with some pieces framing her face. works.

"Can you take off the hoodie?" you ask calmly.

"what?"

"Can you take off the hoodie?"

"huh???" She became more puzzled.

"bro, are you deaf?! take off the fuckin hoodie!" you raised your voice.

"Jeez, fine!" She took off the hoodie, showing a white shirt and a lace-up back, with the shirt being kind of short and having layers to it, giving the shirt some flowiness.

"eehh. it works as well. alright lets go." you said grabbing her hand and walking her out of the bathrooms she started freaking out, she had work to do after all.

"w-where?- what? where are you taking me?!" she shook her hand, trying to make you let go of her, but it was no use, she was dragged along to the exit of the building, her shouting, grabbing people's attention, anything to make you let her go.

people wouldn't really help her if all she was going to do was turn it down. She flinched every time someone looked away nervously.

eventually succumbing to your ruthless grasp, she just followed you, staying quiet but just looking around as you both roamed the streets of Japan, still daytime, so no romantic atmosphere of the amazing lights, just plain old Japan.

you let go of her hand when you were both far away enough from the company building that she wouldn't bother to turn back and walk there alone.

"Can you at least tell me where we're going now?" she asked, sounding like a pathetic child asking their parents in a car 'Are we there yet? are we there yet?'

"I'm taking you on a date." she stopped walking, so you paused and turned to look at her, an eyebrow raised.

"What the hell?! You could have asked me first!-"

"You would have said no. you would have put your work first. you would have said you're too busy. your boss asked me to do this. be grateful." you chastised as you gently took her hand, holding it softly this time as you kindly led her to a café, one known for its strong coffee and amazing soups.

walking in, you interlocked your fingers before you walked in.

'ew her hand is sweaty.' you both thought at the same time.

walking to an empty booth that was slightly hidden but somehow had a window, this was the perfect date seat. The couple who came in after you glared harshly as you most likely stole the seats they were going to sit in.

you both sat down, and you handed the girl a menu.

"Go on, it's technically your boss's treat." you chuckle before leaning one arm on the table as she quizzically looks over her options.

she set down the laminated words and sighed, feeling a headache coming along.

"Figured out what cha want, princess?" you asked lazily as you checked the time on your phone.

"PRINCES-!" she coughed.

"Don't. call me that." Her cheeks were slightly flushed, she didn't know why, she just assumed embarrassment and anger. no one spoke like this to her; it was almost degrading.

"Just answer the question." you said with a smirk, loving her reaction to the provocation.

"I'll just- tomato soup. extra bread...please." she muttered, leaning back into the seat.

"Alright. princess." She snapped forward again, about to yell, before a waitress walked up to the table you were both sitting.

"Hey, love birds! can I get your orders? just an FYI, anything bought by couples is 50% off!" she said almost too cheerily. definitely a customer service personality.

'oh' Natsuko thought.

"heya darlin', can we get two tomato soups, one with extra bread, one lemonade, and for my love, uhm... I think...?" You raised an eyebrow at her, catching her off guard.

"Oh- uh, just a strawberry soda please..." she mumbled. the waitress leaned closer, about to ask her to repeat herself, before you stepped in.

"She'd like a strawberry soda if that's okay." The waitress nodded and walked back with the order.

"My love?" Natsuko asked sarcastically.

"Yes?" you responded without a second thought, making her flustered at the implication she called you love.

"Ugh, you're annoying."

"Uh-huh. Anyways, what's your project about, huh?" you asked, focusing on the girl sitting before you.

"Uhm, a first love story. gah! I just can't! I don't know the first thing bout love!" she groaned, tugging on her hair.

"That's why I took you on this date. maybe a quick flirt or two could make you fall for me." you winked. 'All for the money' you thought.

"Oh. OHHHH." You giggled as she realised, making her chuckle.

"Thanks I guess"

"Eehh, don't worry about it. I just didn't like your angsty teen attitude, which is 'I can do it all by myself.'

"You know what? fair." she said, defeated.

the waitress came back with your food and placed it in front of you both. You instantly dug in because you hadn't eaten since yesterday, making Natsuko laugh as you basically drank from the bowl like a dog.

you paused as your heart fluttered at the sound. 'No way. No. No way. I was meant to make HER like ME! not the other way around!'

you blushed and wiped your mouth before eating it more calmly, but the blush was not leaving your cheeks.

in Natsuko's head, she was just calling you cute over and over. As much as she hated you at your first interaction, you were definitely showing your true colours, and you were a really sweet person, funny too.

she could see why the director was trying to set her up with you.

"Oh, have you ever seen a tale of perishing?" you casually commented, only to get a squeal that was so high-pitched you covered your ears and squeezed your eyes shut.

"DO I?!" she coughed. "it's just my favourite show ever!"

when you cracked your eyes open, you saw her face bright and joyful, sparkles adorning her eyes, and a grin so wide it might just split her face in two.

BA-DUM

you weak-hearted animator. you felt shame knowing you fell for her on the first day you've known her.

the rest of your date was led by her rambles about a tale of perishing, you'll let her ramble her heart out if she keeps looking that cute.

by the end of the date, you'd paid for the meal and she was still yapping on about it, you grabbed her hand and interlocked fingers as you left the café, she didn't even notice, she just moved your hand along with hers as she was talking, making you giggle when she yanked your arm up when she stuck her hands in the air a few times.

as you walked her back to her office, she was full of bright smiles and a goody two-shoes attitude.

the director gave you a wink and you just blushed as you failed the mission successfully.

every day, every lunch break, same time, you'd always go to that same café, getting the discount but also getting to spend time with each other. you both opened up and shared your passions and hobbies, your stories and your pasts.

but today, you decided to switch it up

"Hey, Natsu, are you allergic to cats?" you asked curiously.

"No, why?"

"Nothing!" you grinned as you started to deviate from your normal path to the café.

"h-hey! wait!" She jogged to catch up with you.

"Where are we going?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.

"To this cat café, they have a deal on Fridays and I love cats!" you commented with a large grin, a bit of a pep in your step as you looked forward to seeing the kitties.

Natsuko smiled and shook her head, but still followed. you walked into the cozy little café and ordered some pastries straight away.

"Go find a table darlin'." you told Natsuko as you asked for two coffees, each with personal preferences as well as her favourite cake and a muffin for you.

she was flustered by the nicknames, but she slowly got used to them. As a matter of fact, she started to like them for some weird reason. She doesn't know why.

you picked up your order from a tray, a worker offered to carry it for you, but you shot them down with a kind smile. you were sticking your tongue out in concentration as you were careful to not tip or spill any of the money you spent out of the cups.

placing it gently on the table, a cat followed you the entire way, but you didn't notice until you sat down and it was staring up at you with its big blue eyes.

you bit your lip as well as bit back a squeal from cuteness, a white fluffy abomination showing interest in you? hell yeah.

you started to pour some sugar and milk into your coffee, but then the cat jumped onto your lap, rubbing its nose against your hand.

there was no way you were keeping down that squeal. You left your forgotten coffee and focused on the chonk on your lap, purring like there was no tomorrow.

Natsuko sneakily took a photo and grinned, that was until you picked it up and kissed its nose, then its head, then both its cheeks. her own cheeks started to feel warm as she also forgot about her coffee and just watched the sight in front of her.

BA-DUM

w-what? why was her heart throbbing like that? her blush refused to die down as you smothered the cat in affection.

L-love? No way, no way! probably.... holy crap.

'I'm in love with her... I'm in love with her!'

"I'm in love with her...." she unconsciously mumbled.

both yours and the cat's head turned to her. the cat looked more annoyed that she rudely interrupted the love bombing, meanwhile, you... Your mouth was agape, your cheeks were red, and your eyes were wide.

"Really?" you asked quietly, as if the world would shatter if you were too loud.

Natsuko's eyes shot wide open and she slapped a hand over her mouth in what she couldn't tell if it was fear or embarrassment.

you shuffled your seat around the table to sit next to her.

"Really? Natsuko? do you love me?" you asked, almost as if you were a child getting a chocolate bar for free.

she couldn't use her voice, so she shyly nodded, only for her face to get grabbed and for her lips to suddenly feel warm, with something pressed against them.

you pulled away before she could realise what you did. Once it clicked-

"I-I'm sorry, I should have asked mmph!-" She cut you off, pressing your lips to hers by grabbing the back of your head, shutting you up.

both of you melted, feeling complete, content, even as you both gently kissed. pulling away, you were both embarrassed, as this was a public space, and you just forced everyone to watch that. good thing it was quiet, but what about the workers?-

oh, they were in the back the entire time. all good.

Gently pushing the cat off of your lap, mentally laying for forgiveness from the being, you gently grabbed Natsuko's hand and led her to the exit, obviously leaving a tip at the table as you walked through the doors, a very confused girl at your heels whose face was practically glowing red.

dragging her by the arm to a local park near a lake, you found a reasonably empty slot on the grass under some trees.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's get this straight, Natsu, you- you like me? like- uh- like me like me??" you said, stuttering, trying to wrap your head around the words she spouted in the café.

Natsuko was internally screaming at herself and screaming in general that she said something like that out loud, the stupidest, most cliché thing anyone could do.

"Well- I mean- yeah, I guess..." she mumbled and started kicking the grass beneath her feet.

"please date me" you said almost robotically, giving her a blank stare.

"H-HUH??????" she shouted as her face felt warm and her heart picked up its speed even more.

"You don't just ask people to date like that?!" she retorted while gently punching you in the shoulder repetitively.

"Fine then." you sighed and wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer towards you.

"Natsuko Hirose, I've liked you for a while now. Would you please consider dating me?" you said with a softer smile.

after a few minutes of silence, Natsuko let out a snort before it turned into giggles, her face was red, sure. But you couldn't tell if she was flustered, embarrassed, or just found what you said so funny.

your head tilted, puzzled, basking in the sound but also being perplexed.

"You dummy... yeah sure, why not?" she chuckled before wrapping an arm around your neck, she took the initiative and pulled your face to hers, slowly kissing you. Both of your minds were on cloud nine as you basked in each other's warmth that felt surreal, like this would be a dream and you'd wake up at any moment...

because she was never real. she can never fall for you if she's a fictional character. sorry, I just need to remind some of you about this fact every now and again. <3

SORRY BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!!!

[serve-corps]

BEDTIME STORIES

Frieren x fem reader

one-shot of two immortal beings vs a normal family

3,635 words 19,726 characters

please enjoy <3

Even after centuries of being married, nothing has changed.

Opening your bedroom door, you saw a lump of bed sheets and pillows in the centre of your mattress, white strands of hair led sporadically like seaweed made of silk.

You pulled back the curtains as your feet dragged along the cold stone floors, the light flooding in on the large lump of cloth, it began to stir and groan with mumbles attached.

walking over to the lump, you sat down on the bed next to it, pulling the cover off of its face, to reveal your wonderful spouse who'd slept in until 12 o'clock. Her face scrunched at the light, and she flipped herself over, hiding her face into your leg.

your brow twitched as annoyance flickered in your mind. 'Haven't you had enough sleep, dear?' you thought to yourself before you squeezed her nose, stopping her breathing. She eventually opened her mouth and snores leaving her body, resorting to you rubbing your temples, trying not to giggle.

sitting up from the bed, you leant against a wall, making the light shine directly on her face, which was once again scrunching up at the brightness.

"Rise and shine. you've got half of the day left." you said quietly with a sing-song voice.

she slowly sat up with her eyes still shut and threw her legs over the side of the bed, pulling her blanket to wrap around her shoulder, the sleep obviously still tempting her to lie back down.

you let a few quiet huffed laughs and walked over to her, gently picking up her hands and pulling her to stand up, the blanket following.

"Reminds me of when we got married, of course, if you showed up at twelve in the afternoon with your blanket as your wedding dress, I wouldn't expect any less." You chuckled as she grumbled sleepily.

She sniffled before cracking open her eyes and craning her neck up to you. Her voice came out grumbly and quiet, her eyes still droopy as she looked at you,

"Well then, you may kiss the bride." she said before she leaned into you for a hug. This brought you into another fit of chuckles as you remembered she barely knew what she was doing when you two got married all those centuries ago.

"Aaalllright. lets get you ready for the day, dear." wrapping an arm around her shoulder, you sit her down on a stool in front of a mirror, leaving her there and shuffling through her wardrobe, picking out her normal outfit, you chucked it at her, she didn't even try to catch it, she just let it flop on her head.

you sighed, walking to the hopeless cause and pulling the clothes off of her head, seeing her hair even messier than before, you snorted. Grabbing a hair brush, you slowly and softly brushed out the tangles.

"When I'm done with this, I'll go get you a snack and you get changed, okay?" you hummed out, raking your fingers through her hair just to check for any final knots.

"mmm..." her head drooping as she responded to you, barely managing to sit up straight.

after you finished taming the mane she had on her head, you patted her and walked out, getting a snack which ended up being a banana, deciding to get her a glass of water as well, you slowly walked back to her room.

Once you opened the door, you walked in on her, just pulling the skirt over her hips. Your cheeks were slightly pink as you looked away and walked towards her, placing the snack and drink on the mirror stand.

she yawned as she spoke, adjusting the skirt, which was the only thing she had left to do.

"Even after all these years, you still blush like that at just the thought of me changing?"

you stuttered and tried to protest, but the warm look in her eyes stopped you,

"That's a good thing for me, I guess." She let out a small smile, she picked up the banana and chomped down on it, eating it quickly, drinking the glass of water as well.

"Hush. two centuries is barely any time for us. we're technically newlyweds!" you huffed, walking through the door, greeting Fern as she was walking in through the front door, deciding to sit down at the table to organise some herbs.

"You know (y/n), you're too soft on mistress Frieren. She should have been up hours ago," she grumbled as you sat beside her, nail varnish in hand, a colour you liked and that your wife also liked.

"Yeaaah, well, she's my wife, so I might as well treat her like royalty." is all you mumbled out, and in return, Fern gave you a disgusted look, making you pause painting your nails.

"What?" you asked, tilting your head. Fern just huffed and continued organising her herbs that she picked from the neighbouring woods, some you weren't even sure if they were safe for consumption.

Sitting in silence with one another, you were painting your nails while she was reading about the herbs she just picked, you were finishing your design with some little white flowers, when Stark slowly opened the front door.

He dragged his feet like they weighed tons, brushed and battered from rigorous training. He pulled up a chair and sat at the same table, slamming his head face-first into the hardwood that did nothing whatsoever to cushion his abuse. His stomach let out a loud rumble, and his voice followed in suit,

"(y/nnn), when are we having foooood?" Crocodile tears were in his eyes as he groaned and whined like a child.

you flicked your eyes over to fern, leaning to her and asking in a hushed voice,

"Do you want some food as well?" If more than one person is hungry, you'll happily get your hands dirty and make some food for everyone.

just as Fern was about to answer, your Frieren strolled in, staff in hand, scraping the floor as she pulled it through the doorway, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes, cute.

"well, I think we should wai-" Fern continued until Frieren spoke up in a groggy morning voice that was slightly more awake than earlier,

"I'd like some food...want some help in the kitchen?"

you snickered as Fern just sighed, accepting defeat. Meanwhile, Stark looked like he could flop onto the floor out of joy, a bit pathetic, actually.

"I'll be alright, dear. I'll just be making something simple for lunch anyways." you say, standing up from the table and rolling up your sleeves, letting the elven tattoos on your arms be visible, smirking as you walk to the kitchen.

"Alright, suit yourself." Frieren plopped herself down onto a chair, watching over Stark and Fern, sometimes offering advice with the herbs, making sure they were not cross-contaminated. She incinerated the earwig on one of them with a high-pitched screech, very audible to you in the kitchen, making you giggle softly as you made some crackers and cheese, using what little of the smoked salmon you have left just as a treat.

handing out all the plates to the arguing children in your eyes, you gave Frieren her plate last and sat next to her, she decided promptly to use you as a footrest, you rested your plate on her shins as she obviously wasn't moving any time soon.

as she shoved a cracker into her mouth, obviously lacking manners, she mindlessly decided to say,

"At first glance, people could mistake us for a family." As soon as she finished her sentence, she clamped her mouth around another cracker, crumbs going down her shirt, making her attempt to brush them off in a hurry.

All that Fern responded with was a firm glare, making Frieren look off to the side with a pout. stark chimed in, trying to not laugh,

"Certainly not a happy one." You covered your mouth and pretended to cough to mask your smile.

"Mhm. whatever. Stark, you're washing the dishes." She stood and walked towards the sink, half hazardly tossing them in there, as a sort of revenge that he'd have to clean it later.

"wha-?! this is straight up bullying!" she retorted, throwing his plate in the sink as well, following after her, comments being thrown his way only for him to throw it back.

silence fell upon the table.

"They're going to be like us." You broke the silence, taking a sip of tea you poured earlier with magic,

"What makes you say that?" she asked calmly, turning to you.

"Do you remember a few hundred years ago, all we would do was bicker? That dwarf that we travelled with every now and again always used to tell us to shut up and get married, or shout that the love birds were fighting." Taking another sip of your tea, you sighed,

"We both looked up to that kind man... now look at us." You looked at the ring on your left hand, a wedding band with a shape moulded that looks like vines and flowers made of pure silver.

"he was right. we really are like two doves that kept flying into each other." You were about to add another comment before your wife cut you off,

"And now the roles have been reversed, we're Cupid's helpers in this situation." She takes your teacup and sips gently, only to place it down and stick her tongue out.

"Bleh. too sweet. I never understood why you like more sugar in your drink than the actual leaves themselves." She ate her last cracker to rid the taste from her mouth.

"It's simple love, you never steal it." You took another sip as she grumbled and threw her legs off your lap. Good thing your plate was empty because you forgot to take it off her. it clashed to the ground, needing you to bend over and get it.

when you stood straight again, you turned around to scold her, but you noticed her eyes shot upwards, like she was caught looking at something. apparently, even this innocent elf wants to look at your ass when you bend over.

placing a hand on your hip and having a smug smirk dance across your face, she looks back at the herbs Fern left on the table, trying to play it off,

"What?" she asks,

"Want me to drop the plate again?" your smirk never leaving your face.

"No, don't damage it." Her face was trying to fight the pink battling to show on her face,

"It's a shame you don't know photography magic, see how it could be useful?" you giggle, sitting back down on your seat, just in time because Fern and Sark walk back in, still both grumbling, mostly Fern.

"hush.." Frieren mumbled to you, kicking you softly on your leg.

Stark sits back down, while Fern picks up her forgotten herbs from the table,

"I bet she's going to poison me with one of those." Stark said, but Fern didn't even acknowledge him, seemingly ignoring him. "Oh come on! you can't be ignoring me, Fern!"

she walked out without even a glance in his direction, "she's so mean!"

he rests his head on the table once more as you turn to Frieren,

"You wouldn't give me the cold shoulder, would you?" you asked with nervousness. She smirked, then her smile vanished as if it were never there. she stood from her seat, picking up her plate and your own, not responding or looking at you, and tossing the plates in the sink.

you pouted and looked down, only for her to walk around your chair and wrap an arm around your shoulders, giving your cheek a gentle kiss, your face feeling warm before she let out a happy 'hmph!' and walked away, following Fern.

you wonder if you need to do a check to see if you're related to Stark because the way you slammed your head into the hardwood table was identical to how he did earlier. scaring Stark almost out of his seat to see you with a bruised forehead, leaving him confused.

"She always does this when no one is looking...." you mumbled into the table.

a few short hours later, stark had finished washing up and you now had nothing to do, your nails were painted, your hair was done up, you've already prepped a meal that can be made in about ten minutes, you're wife is gone, fern's off exploring-

wait.

your wife is gone?

the thought made you stand up, not really frantically but more like 'I miss my wife, where is sheeeeee!' your inner voice cried as you started to look around your makeshift home, checking the bedroom first only to see her absence, checking the bathroom by knocking the door to get no response.

off to find Fern you go. Seeing her in the bar less than a minute away from the hotel you're all residing at, you walk in and sit next to her, noticing her accompanying Stark as he drank to his heart's content.

"Hey Fern, have you seen Frieren anywhere?" you asked, trying to seem bored but failing.

"Please don't forget to use your brain every now and again. Where would she normally be?" she stated rather than questioned, trying to demonstrate that you don't actually need to think that hard when it comes to your wife.

"Right.... to get another grimoire..." Standing from the sticky table that was probably drenched in booze that had now dried, you walked to where the mage's shop would be. seeing the spell books and ingredients in the window.

'oh yeah, she's here.' you thought to yourself, your own voice drowning you in sarcasm.

walking through the doors, hearing the bell jingle as it notified the owner a new customer just entered, you walked up to the front desk.

you were greeted by an old woman in a hood, shrouding her face in darkness, as she had an eerie smile on her face, her nose long and pointy, enough to encapsulate how witches look in fairy tales.

"Hello ma'am, I'm looking for an elf about this tall, white hair in ponytails?" you asked softly to the woman who clearly has a dated view on mages, specifically female ones.

"what's it to ya?" she grumbled, her smile turning into a snarl, a sharp thrust of her head made her eyes visible, one eye looked damaged and the other just looked...crazy.

Sighing to yourself, you calmly spoke to the woman with the same kind calm tone,

"She's my wife. I need to know when she's coming home for dinner because the children are going to be annoying when they get hungry." shaking your head, exasperated. hearing nothing but silence and a weird look from the fake witch at the checkout area, you look around the shop.

"Ah. there she is. Never mind, madam." Walking away, she gave you a huff as you walked away.

walking over to Frieren, who was looking in detail at this chest, you quickly cast an assessment spell. As the spell worked its magic, you now stood next to Frieren, wrapping an arm around her waist and pecking the side of her head.

she looked towards you with a disgusted look, only for it to change to a neutral one when she recognised you. A small smile graced her face as she leaned into you.

your result from your spell took longer than expected,

"Huh. A 50% chance of a legendary grimoire and a 50% chance of a mimic vampire crossbreed." you muttered, now you understand why she was looking at it so intensely.

'Actually, I don't want to think about how a mimic and a vampire breed to make this abomination....ew...' you thought to yourself.

"ill either get a grimoire or make this thing stronger by letting it drink my blood...." she muttered.

"I'm glad you know how drastic this is, come on Frieren, lets go ho-

you were cut off by the sound of her checking out the lock that held the chest shut. She was crouched on the floor with her knees up to her chest. She looked up at you like this was the obvious answer.

"Frieren. back away from it. leave it."

she pouted and stood up, walking away from it,

"Further..." you chided.

she moved further as you asked, only a few steps, but the sparkle in her eyes never left as she kept staring at the chest.

"Further..." you grumbled out.

once again following your demand, she kept walking backwards until she hit the desk where the fake witch was sitting.

sighing to yourself, you turned around to look at the chest again, only to be startled by the sound of coins slamming on a desk. Turning to face it, Frieren had thrown two silver coins on the table to pay for the chest, shocking the fake witch and you.

without missing a beat, you heard the lock jiggle before melting off because of heat magic Frieren used, the smile on her face more excited and evil that that of a adrenaline junkie.

"NO!-" you shouted, however as you lunged to push her away from it, she opened it and it was actually a grimoire, the realisation hit you while you were still airborne so you landed of Frieren anyways, both of you sitting up excitedly to look at the book of spells, she picked it up and ran out of the shop.

you looked around confused, then followed her, running down the street. Some people thought she stole something of yours; however, when you got home, you both rushed to your shared bedroom, jumping on the mattress.

you pulled back the blankets, meanwhile kicking off your boots. Frieren was hopping around on one leg, getting one boot off her foot while holding the book in her other hand.

you led down in the middle of the bed, resting your back against the headboard while the blankets were waiting for Frieren to join.

she plopped herself on the bed, getting between your legs and lying her back against your chest, book raised over her head as you wrapped the blankets around both of you, getting comfortable before you read the entire thing. our version of bedtime stories.

your chin rested on her shoulder as you read silently together in contempt.

a hour or two later, you were both a quarter ways through the book before Fern knocked on your door, nervous to peek her head through,

"Are you both decent?" she asked with a sigh, making you both a little flustered, Frieren less so.

"Yes, fern. you can come in." she said casually, letting Fern slowly open the door before walking in on you both cuddling and reading.

"You know, we're a lot more careful now since... You know... Then." You blushed a bit and turned away.

"Well, that traumatised me, and I bet it still would. I don't need a sequel to my PTSD." she sarcastically returned your comment.

a huffing fern walked towards the bed, sitting down next to you two. you pulled back the blankets as Frieren closed the book before nudging herself over to make room.

if Fern was blowing up a balloon, it would have popped by now because of the sigh she let out for the umpteenth time, kicking off her shoes and taking off her cloak before joining Frieren in the family cuddle between your arms and legs.

pulling the blanket back over all of you, Frieren opened the book again, returning to the page t the one you both were on. another half an hour flew by as you and Frieren were invested before Fern's head finally fell on Frieren's shoulder, completely asleep.

you chuckled softly as you heard another knock at the door, you whispered a quiet 'come in' and in walked Stark who was slightly tipsy from being in the pub earlier, he walked on over, taking his own shoes off and sitting next to you, on top of the blanket and falling fast asleep on your shoulder in record time.

you and Frieren looked at each other and giggled.

"whaddya know. we are like a family." she muttered, closing the book and leaning her head back onto your chest with closed eyes.

"I suppose we are." You turned your head at an angle in placed a soft kiss to her lips as she smiled and let out a pleased hum.

You waved your free hand to summon your staff, giving a few flicks before casting a photography spell. dispelling your staff, you whispered in Frieren's ear,

"20 minutes. then I'm making food."

"Okay."

A peaceful silence fell upon all of you, two asleep and the other two embracing. once the twenty minutes were up, you gently woke up Stark, while Frieren woke up Fern, who was the first to notice Stark's hand around her waist, causing a screaming fit and a cat and dog chase outside of your bedroom.

"I don't just get grimoires for the spells, you know... I also get them because I love doing this with you. and let's be honest," she stood up and fixed her hair, letting you get out of the bed, allowing you both to slowly make your way to the kitchen.

"Those storybooks are nowhere near as interesting as you." You leaned up and pecked your cheek, leaving you to do the cooking as your family now awaits their food.

[serve-corps]

Riri x fem reader

3k words <3

FUCK. see, you've recently been struggling because some loser company figured out that you're even more of a loser than them because your love life is drier than the Sahara desert. they took great offence because they want to be the biggest losers so they sent someone to fix it.

more like some thing... this baked bean looking creature with a witch hat and a stick with a sparkly star on top which you presumed was a wand was just floating in front of your face with a little smile on its face.

"Riri.... what do you want?...." you groaned out, turning to flop on your bed, muffling your words with a pillow.

this little fuc- i mean shi- AHEM i mean wizard was assigned to you of all people to help you find a romantic partner, a lover, a mate, whatever you want to call it, this thing was trying to get you one.

despite trying their hardest, you managed to make all the "possible" love interests Riri set up for you to get your life in gear to actually either friendzone you and you not giving a shit or lose feelings fast because you purposefully changed your personality and looks to not suit their tastes.

it might be a sociopathic and manipulative move but you don't want to get into romance. you've got a handful of extremely close friends and you've bore witness to the heartbreak just one person can do to someone. just watching it break someone like how it broke them...

yeah. you said fuck that.

Your friends always tell you how wonderful love is; in retrospect, you have had crushes before. but you fizzed them away, concluding it to only be attraction or stupid teenage hormones.

we're going to completely ignore the fact you bully the shit out of Riri on the basis of whenever you saw them, watching them suffer as their efforts are in vain. but you hate to see them sad for some gut-hurling and wrenching reason, you usually make them a little something. YES YES, I KNOW why the fuck would you make something for a baked bean-shaped magic dildo-looking wizard? well, it just felt right.

when you saw Riri sitting on the edge of your desk with their head down, swinging their feet; you swore you saw a teeny tiny mushroom trying to peek out of its hat, you actually felt sorry for them.

here's the thing. you knew Ansu very closely, you played games with her as a kid, still dabble now and again but Ansu always asks you to make cat stuff for her. specifically clothes.

you searched some tutorials online and made these clothes with great skill and somehow good quality. your father inherited a very very high quality, multipurpose sewing machine that was great at its job.

making Riri something couldn't be too hard, right?

you were actually working on it days ago but you made something similar to a cat bed, it was pastel yellow and pink, it had a fluffy base and stuffed with memory foam, you made this shit good.

wanna know why you were so proud of yourself? you made a detachable dome that could be buttoned on! it even had a button-up door! if Riri wanted privacy while taking a cat nap!

thinking of it made you let out an accidental "awweee" which made Riri turn to face you, their legs still swinging and a crocodile tear in their eye, a single one fell making you let out a snort.

"HEY! You need to stop making this so difficult! You know you're the reason I'm in trouble at work! right?! *ugly sob* I'm gonna get so fired!" they flopped down backward onto the wooden desk with a slam, you winced at the sound, showing concern. a red bump was forming on the back of their head from that one.

as they were wallowing in pity, you decided to get your project out of the box you hid it in. Riri was rolling around on the desk at this point, whinging and whining about how, in a politer term, dealing with your love life was bullshit. you kinda agreed but you softly placed the small bed that was about the size of both your hands cupped together in the corner of the desk, where the lights were the softest.

walking to where Riri was laying down, hopelessly looking at the ceiling with a miserable expression, you crouched down to be face to face with them.

"i have a 'I'm sorry for being such a fuck up' gift? will that make you feel better?"

the way they sat up so fast and stared at you with sparkles in their eyes was gobsmacking. they went from crying to jumping up and down on your desk like an excited little puppy. cute.

"PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE-" was all you heard which made you want to pave your head in but you just sighed, pinching the top of their hat and lifting it off their head.

"promise to trust me though? And no flying or Peter panning away?" you said with a stern look, still trying to let them know they didn't have to if they didn't want to.

the sweat dropped at this, thinking it was a bit weird to ask but robotically nodded, "I guess?- AH!-" You scooped your hands under Riri who was surprisingly a warm little thing that felt soft and squishy.

they just accepted their fate at this point as they relaxed in your warm hand, they felt almost as soft as you thought Riri felt, you couldn't see because they're yellow but they were blushing in their wizard way.

you started to walk to the gift and asked them to close their eyes, they complied with little hesitance, usually they're used to getting a good beating from ansu in these types of situations but they for some reason felt so much trust in you.

your warm hands left their body and they fell for less than a second, snapping their eyes open but before they could react, they fell on something really soft and comfortable. almost as comfortable as your hands. it was a little bed!

"woaaahhhhhhhh did you get this for me?!" they said with happiness as they jumped on the bed a little, "no I didn't, I made it! it's got more! wanna see?" you said with pride, this was the hardest thing you've ever made after all.

they looked at the gift in awe as you attached the dome to the base of the bed, unbuttoning the entrance and gesturing them to go in, and you bet your ass they did, they dived in snuggling the thing. you buttoned it back up letting it be darker, but slight light managed to go through the fabric which was very little light anyway.

you said to the Riri who was embracing the new gift, "again, I'm sorry I'm so difficult to work with, I've just, never been one for love, this is the best I can do....for you at least." you mumbled at the end, looking at the time, 12am. ansu would 100% be asleep by now so it's best you do too.

walking to the light switch you turn it off, then laying in bed, feeling content that not only they liked it- no loved it, they were sleeping in the same room as you tonight.

little did you know, Riri was sitting in their dome, furiously blushing at the implication that you could even possibly love them. their- 'heart'? so to speak was thumping loudly in their chest.

they peeked out of their dome, seeing you asleep. they carried their bed to your pillow, quietly and got back in. They were unsure if they should button it up so they couldn't see you, or keep it undone to gaze at you throughout the night...

before they could decide, your hand reached in and held the side of the bed, that was a decision maker.

you awoke to soft, cute? snores? hold up, what?

your eyes opened to the light of the sun filling your room, fuck off sun.

Riri was next to your hand with the dome off completely, resting their head on your hand and their body on their bed, huh.

WAIT WHAT?

for some reason, you turned red at the sight. no way...your heart beating fast, your face is flushed, palms sweaty, thoughts racing, scenarios happening in your mind, feeling bubbly? the shit?! you better not be in love with a baked bean?!

you carefully got out of bed, not waking them. you started pacing, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck okok just, just take a walk! yeah! that'll stop this madness! hahahaha please god help me.

You got changed, noticing that when you flicked your eyes back to Riri, they seemed a bit orange, not as yellow as normal. huh. wait...COLOUR THEORY. PINK + YELLOW = ORANGE! THEYRE BLUSHING! That mother fucker peeped. huffing, there was nothing you could do about it now.

"Riri, wanna come on a walk with me?" if you actually had intelligence, you would make a clone of yourself and beat the shit out of yourself. turn it into a version of the Hunger Games but a clone edition. how fucking dumb are you? this was your escape from them. down the drain that goes!

they sat up slowly, still slightly orange, looking away from you they nodded. That is out of character. you furrowed your brows and tried to move past it.

they waved their wand and suddenly there was a rip-off Kagamine Rin in your room! she had slightly pink cheeks and you could damn near say this is a very pretty girl. why do blondes do this to you?

"R-Riri?...that you dude?"

"who else would it be dummy?" they said with sarcasm. but somehow pulled a cute face with a peace sigh with their hand.

you picked up a random gummy bear from a packet you were eating and threw it at her head in annoyance, she caught it in her mouth and started chewing on it, giving you a grin.

little shit. you glared with such sharpness, you could cut her hair.

this led you to be walking around a quiet park with Riri, you watched her analyse the couples around us, giggling, holding hands, kissing even. just don't look. it'll never be you anyways.

you were kind of depressed knowing you were hopeless at getting someone to like you let alone date someone. Riri was straight up staring at them, you low key thought it was creepy.

sighing through your nose, you reached and grabbed Riri's hand, intertwining your fingers. "see? it's not all that great..." you ate your own words after you said them because holding her hand for some reason made your heart flutter.

she wasn't any better, she was a flustered mess, she never felt this before, was it okay for a wizard to be in love with a human? wait, what? did she accidentally admit that to herself?

she glanced at you, who was looking at a very fluffy-looking dog that you tried to hide a smile as you looked at it's cuteness. lips pressed together and nose scrunched as you resisted to urge to run to it and bury your face in its fur.

Riri unconsciously had a smile sneak its way onto her face.

maybe she didn't need to analyse couples after all, she could just analyse the two of you!

the dog strutted away from you, as though it knew it was cute. you pouted and turned back to Riri, still expecting her to be analysing the couples around you, you did a double take when she was just gazing at you with a soft smile, unlike her usual idol rip-off smile.

that...that caught you off guard. "Riri? are you okay?" you muttered softly as she widened her smile back to its normal idol self and a sharp nod sent your way.

you're hands were disconnected for a while as you were admiring the dog not long ago, you missed the warmth as it was a cold morning. yeah. that's why. But that was short-lived as after the girl returned to her spirits, your hand got snatched into her own like it owed her money. The grip was firm but it seemed you were the only one who had a reaction to it, it just made her smile wider while it made you try to tug out of it in shock, you were weirded out and showing proudly on your face.

all hope of escape was abandoned when she let go, only to wrap an arm around yours. walking in large steps towards the lake most people come to the park to see. you felt like it was a kidnapping when she sat you down on the bench furthest from everyone.

you sighed, "Riri...what are you doing?" you asked tiredly as the girl for now was swinging her legs back and forth, holding on to your hand for dear life.

"helping you figure out how love scenes should play out! without you friend zoning them." she said with a glare and tight smile at the end. so she saw all of the times you've ruined her attempts then...oops.

"Riri, I know how they play out, I've just never wanted it to play out." you said as you rolled your head back in boredom. to you, a heart feels heavy, its a burden after all. on the contrary, thats never stopped anyone.

Riri looked puzzled and looked intently at the lake, slowly forgetting she was holding your hand. "why wouldn't you want that? don't all girls?"

you snapped your neck to look at her in a dumbfound state, is this what that loser company had been teaching the wizards?

"no! NONONO! absolutely not! not every girl wants to be stuck in some shitty romcom where the girl has a harem of boys thirsting for her love! some just want... a gradual emotional development. a genuine one." you started to rant, your tone becoming more stressed.

"Riri...this 'love'...that you think is true isn't! its just not right. love isn't about looks. about personality. they're key factors, yes. but are they what makes love? fuck no!"

you grabbed both of her hands and made her face you. She was the one in shock, there was no romantic book that she's researched that ever had a scene like this...and what you're saying....is it not true?...

"if these wizards just taught you love was something about looks or personality, then they don't know their shit. those are called crushes, but they're no long-term." you calm yourself down as Riri stays silent throughout all of this, just holding your hands in return and a slight pink dusting her cheeks.

"Love is about the companionship, the trust, the emotional connection, a gradual thing. nobody can fall for someone in less than a week. its about hardships and blessings. unfortunate situations being dominated by closeness. That's how it forms..." the way you were looking into Riri's eyes almost made you recoil as you realised, you were describing how you fell in love. COUGH what? hm? I didn't hear anything.

you looked back at the lake after letting go of her hands, your fingers twitching every now and again as you came to realise how passionate and hopeful you sounded, it sounded like you knew what you were talking about; like you knew what love was.

flicking your eyes back at Riri for less than a second, you saw she was just...staring....mouth slightly parted but there was...pink on her cheeks? was she flattered by this? or...flustered? nooo. she can't...wait...maybe?

you snorted into your hand at her face and she realised how pathetic this was.

"What are you laughing for! this isn't fair! i haven't done anything funny!" she whined as she writhed back and forth in a worm-like way while she was still sitting on the bench.

"that reaction's pretty damn funny if you ask me" you said with a giggle, patting her shoulder softly as you stood up and brushed yourself off.

"now can we finish-" you cut yourself off by waving your arms around, gesturing to all of the things around you "all of 'this'?" you finish.

The poor blonde sighed with her head down, slowly dragging her feet on the trek back to your home. Little giggles left your throat the entire time, yet you did feel embarrassed about that little tangent about love and its deep meaning. but eh, what's done is done.

getting back to the house and flopping on your bed and sighing, you heard Riri looking around again when a though crossed your mind, "how on earth did you turn into a girl??" you propped yourself up on your elbows to look at her in confusion, only for her to pull out her wand and tap it against her head with a cheeky grin,

"Trade secret my precious little (y/n)!" suddenly her body slowly morphed into a taller form and looked more masculine.

"NOW A DUDE?!- SHIT ARE YOU GENDER FLUID?! AH FRICK I HAVENT ASKED YOU WHAT YOUR PREFFERED PRONOUNS ARE-"

your voice came out panicked before Riri sweat dropped and covered your mouth with his hand. "its not that serious-"

as he spoke, he forgot where his hand was, your face slowly warmed up as he was extremely close to your face and his hand was the only thing between your lips in all fairness.

Your eyes flickered from his eyes to his lips, and your face continued to get painted in a vibrant red.

Only after your long silence did he realize that your proximity may not have been the most appropriate and he also pulled away with a blush and frantic hands all over the place.

The silence in the room was deafening as you both sat and stood in awkward quietness. Well, that was shattered when Riri spoke up.

"Y'know at the park? Does that mean you HAVE fallen in love?" his hands were fiddling together as he asked the question, and an unusual emotion for him to feel was brewing, nervousness.

All that question squeezed out of you was a sharp nod and a quick moment of eye contact.

"for me?" his voice came out small, sounding almost fragile as his face reddened, sparkles flying around him and you coughed harshly into your hand looking away. The avoidance was getting harder as he got closer and closer to your face. The over grown human version of puppy eyes we slightly working.

Screwing your eyes tightly shut, but if you kept them open, you would have noticed his puppy eyes face was leaning closer and closer, coaxing you to tell him. You gathered every ounce of courage your body had to offer and turned your face to his, making the close distance between the two of you non-existent as the boy squeaked and your face bloomed a scarlet.

Wouldn't have happened if he didn't get so close.

both of you slowly calmed down yet the kiss never broke, you opened your eyes to see his face only to see a soft gaze looking at you for approval to continue, this was the final push you needed to hold his cheek and put pressure into the kiss, so it was a real kiss.

you slowly leaned back and saw a vibrant red kageme len sitting in front of you, a hand rushing up to cover his lips and a tiny feminine squeal left his mouth.

"take that as a yes you baked bean." you gruffed out, crossing your arms and leaning away.

Your attempt was futile as he jumped and glomped on you laughing like a maniac and burying his face in the crook of your neck, nuzzling almost as he made you nearly fall on the floor. Your hands rested and steadied themselves on his waist.

He leaned back from his overpowering hug and, softly, with the utmost care, grabbed your chin and smiled before gently pressing his lips to yours. You felt dizzy as you let him. Every time you pulled away, he'd let you take a breath, and then he'd dig back in for more.

From every moment you two were together, you had to be touching. Riri's orders were so you complied. As time went on with Riri's company pestering them about your love life, they replied with "work in progress." However, when it came to getting a bonus, they normally held hands with you, sending them a photo of their progress.

Normally you giggle at this and jump onto their back, making them carry you to get you a snack from your kitchen.

[serve-corps]

Wednesday x female reader

reader if from a different school yet they're highschool sweethearts!

slightly out of character Wednesday, I believe she would take after her father in the romance department after she opens up and relaxes

Wednesday was a stoic girl. she was never brought to tears after her scorpion was brutally killed in front of her. She never let her emotions show on her face. she always kept her cards close to her chest. that also included you.

you had been dating Wednesday for a few years, 4 to be exact. you met at the same middle school when she suddenly transferred in the last year when you both were 12, you treated her like everyone else but you always laughed or more or so snorted when she threw back some common sense back at some strict teachers.

when people were being mean to her, the next day; suddenly there were tacks on their seats, Gorilla glue all of their books together, and bleach on their gym uniforms. but Wednesday wasn't the one who did this, she would have been more violent, more torturous and gruesome.

because of their misfortune, Wednesday let out small smiles at this announcement when they were looking for the cause of this, the bullies seemed to be more troubled with this than physical torture and the result had a long-lasting effect with not only more irritation but everyone around them was giving them the same treatment they were giving Wednesday. huh, so subtle torture can be effective. noted.

by some unjust feeling, she knew it was you that gave her that hand; no not thing. from then on, you noticed she lingered wherever you did, it was her kind of stalking you in a way. but you weren't scared, flattered actually.

walking up to her that day was a bit hectic as she was resilient to acknowledge you, let alone respond to your question of, "hey, Wednesday. right?"

after a few minutes of talking about what else you did to those bullies for Wednesday's sake made her talk. rookie mistake because not even a few months later, she realised she was head over heels for you. it's like a recessive gene being such a hopeless romantic. just like her mother and father, she was hesitant to show affection at first when you started dating in high school, two years before she got transferred, but she became as sweet as candy when you were alone, her knowledge of anatomy came in handy when she wanted to give you a massage, you never asked for them but it was more to make her feel content and feel like she was doing something that aided you than anything else.

this was one of the reasons she was so against going to nevermore academy, not just because it was a school of freaks and she was going to hate the scheme her parents had to make her the spitting images of them, but the fact she was leaving you.

granted she screwed up by getting moved because she dropped piranhas into the school's pool all for her brother's revenge. if she could go back in time she would have done something non-expelling worthy... like what you did to those bullies all those years ago for her.

a few months go by at Nevermore and she settled uncomfortably while having Weems breathing down her neck in the unpleasant creepy way. she made her impression on all students, she solved the riddle of the murderer's she's now free from hell. education now.

however, Weems always has to drop a bombshell on the students at the last minute, how kind of her to suddenly announce that there are a handful of students who will be visiting to take part in some of the unique exam topics that only occur at Nevermore. Botanical sciences and fencing are taught here which are uncommon among schools minus Nevermore.

this was an unpleasant surprise for students as they would now not only have to share dorms but get to know normies. deal with normies somehow bullying them in a school full of outcasts and having to deal with all the insults and slurs.

the only one who had a positive reaction was shockingly Wednesday, Enid was the only one who only slightly even noticed this because the girl in the black uniform sat up straighter and had her lips pressed into a thin line, unusual for her but it was sort of easy to brush off.

see, Wednesday had received a letter prior from you that you would be going to another school to take and revise for your fencing and Botanical sciences exam, you were unsure which school but there was a high chance it was her lovely girlfriend's maze of an education sancta.

all she had to do was wait for the clock to tick and you'd be in her arms once more- wait. she's built up this reputation of being a heartless girl, why should she shatter that? she wouldn't dare.

she took a mental note to remind herself to write a letter to you later about why she won't be smothering you in affection as soon as you're in her line of sight to make sure you do not feel saddened or hurt by her lack of attentiveness and eagerness to see you.

as she happily typed during her writing time, put into a better mood knowing you'd be residing in her school for a few months and she's be able to shower you with the love she wanted to for the entirety of while she's been attending nevermore.

Enid was humming to her K-pop that was playing a few decibels too loud for Wednesday's liking but wasn't saying anything for the sake of friendship but for their civil "peace" to be interrupted by some knocking at the door, Enid was the one to shout come in as Wednesday kept typing and the werewolf paused her music with a hop skip and a jump.

the door gently opened revealing the blonde Weems with a smile on her face, gesturing to a girl behind her to go inside the room before she did.

"Miss Sinclair, Miss Addams, this is ______ from ________ High School. she'll be taking both the Fencing and Botanical Science exams.

so in result, she'll be here longer than most of the semi-permanent transfers. in curtesy, were going to make sure she has a large room, there are only two other transfers that will be taking both exams so the three of them will be here for approximately six months."

she looked between the girls; checking their reactions. miraculously, Enid had a more sour look than Wednesday which made Weems' eyes widen, Wednesday looked almost happy, but she wasn't smiling.

"Principal Weems, there's probably some bigger rooms she can stay-" Enid said with a wobbly smile, trying to sound polite about not wanting a normie roommate but Wednesday cut her off.

"Sure, I can set a bed up for her later." she turned back to her typewriter only to be typing faster than normal. alarmingly fast yet it was the only thing that could be heard for a few seconds as both Weems and Enid were stunned at the girl actually saying yes to something, let alone some sort of volunteering.

Weems took that as the only win she was going to get and snapped out of her state, smiling brighter than before she grabbed two of the bags that belonged to you that were resting outside the door and brought them inside the room.

"then ill leave her in your care, girls!" she got out of the room as quickly as possible before Enid could even have the chance to refuse.

the girl with Harley Quinn coloured hair faced you with a tight pained smile and said,

"heeeeeeyyy new roomie...my name's Enid and that's Wednesday. Don't worry, she's just a bit of a murdery angsty teenager so don't be offended by her if she says anything!"

she backed away and sat down on her bed and a few seconds later, the sound of a timer went off on Wednesday's desk, her writing time was up. she placed her typewriter to the side and turned to you, Enid watching the interaction like a hawk.

"i believe it's my turn to give the new student a tour." standing up from her desk; she walked towards you and grabbed a few of your bags, moving them closer to her side of the room. then walking back to the door.

"if you would follow me." she said in her normal monotonous voice.

you did as she hence commanded and followed her with a grin on your face, which not only made Wednesday feel a flutter in her heart but made Enid feel paranoia. what were you going to say to Wednesday to make even her feel hurt. even if it's a little, Enid will get some blood on her claws if Wednesday even so much as has a bigger frown than usual.

walking down the dorm hallways with your girlfriend in silence was comforting. however, Wednesday broke the silence which led to the most gentle conversation back and forth asking each other things and providing answers.

"how are you, Cara Mia? Letters weren't enough for me." Wednesday said in her tone she only reserves for you, it seemed like a hum but it was also so quiet it was barely above a whisper. it made you weak in the knees.

it was close to when students were required to go to their dorms, however, there is an exception if there is currently a tour for a student.

the halls, classrooms, and the quad were empty, deeming it safe, Wednesday carefully reached for your hand and intertwined your fingers, her gently rubbing her ice-cold thumb over your warm hand. it made you shiver in the best way.

hands intertwined as she softly explained where the quad was and showed you what it looked like, it was empty as well. you took the time to lean against the wall, admiring not only the scenery but your girlfriend who was just gently gazing at you.

never would you have thought that those black eyes would have such a soft edge to them that could make your heart slide into your throat. you were so lost in her eyes, that you didn't even notice her advancement towards you, one hand still interlocked with yours meanwhile the other went to your cheek, her cold hand sending a shock to your nerves yet it felt like it was burning when she touched you.

she feels your warmth and her heart swells at feeling you once more in front of her, in person, and able to shower you with love.

your foreheads were pressed against each other, however, neither of you knew that there was a window that faced the quad, that widow was connected to Weems' office. she's seeing the whole ordeal with a gentle smile. knowing that all Addams are the same. she was the spitting image of her mother with the same tastes yet the same romantic as her father. guess thats where his genetics come in.

she smiled and closed the curtains that showed the two girls just staring into each other's eyes, once the curtains closed, the gap between their lips shut as the softest kiss was shared, one with a message of 'I missed you' and unconditional love. to think this love blossomed from middle school to now. how time flew.

the kiss stopped only for you two to just gaze into each other's eyes, the eerie scenery of the school's quad, the darkness surrounding you both with its creepy blanket, the paranoia of being caught, the mixed emotions of relief, happiness and longing all colliding together as you make up for the time you missed with each other.

"hello, amore..." you mutter with a smile, feeling a tingling warmth in your chest, regretfully pulling away but keeping a hand interlocked with hers.

you indulge in an intimate conversation for around ten minutes; one consisting of your school, families, and current dilemmas which results in pecks and gentle affections. it's unusual to see Wednesday like this. you don't hate it at all. You've only ever seen her like this with you so you'll take it as a compliment.

once you heard footsteps approaching that seemed hushed, almost trying not to be noticed, you two backed off each other and started talking professionally again. as though you didn't know each other.

Wednesday with her houndlike nose was able to sniff out the smells of acrylic and other cheap paints; all around just the scent of art supplies. Xavier.

he seemed to trying to sneak up on the pair of you, trying to gauge any sort of understanding the two of you had; if there was about to be a fight that would break out. turning to face each other after both of you noticed the James Bond behind the pillars, you both nodded to each other.

walking in paced footsteps towards your dorm, the third pair of clumsy feet dispersing at the midpoint of your journey obviously coming to some sort of sense that his journey was a hopeless escapade.

walking in without knocking, you see the room is empty apart from a messy bed belonging to Enid and a mattress that seemed to have fought and won against Enid as it was slanted and barely out of its corner. that brought a snort out of you, making Wednesday's eyes flicker to you only for her to try and see her brain with how hard she rolled her eyes.

you patted the goth's shoulder and walked towards the mattress strewn across the floor, picking it up with ease and placing it on the line that separated the preppy colourful werewolf and the psychic' room. the bed being slightly more pushed onto the soulless girl's side.

of course.

Wednesday's nose couldn't pick up on the K-pop-loving girl, nor the scent of expensive hand lotions with the scent of lavender and bergamot, gathering her thoughts, she "accidentally" knocked you over onto your mattress of the floor that you just applied some bedsheets to and clean pillowcases with a fresh blanket, falling onto your face, but the landing nullified by your pillows, you turn around to glare at the girl, who sat herself down on the edge of the mattress with poise and elegance, but that was thrown away when she laid down on the bed, grabbing you by the back of the collar.

a strangled gargle left your throat as you were choaked by the collar and were RKO-ed onto the shitty mattress, feeling a leg wrap itself around your leg, and her arms strangling your arm but not really strangling it, she just prefers that term over cuddling.

you softly chuckled and undid her braids, raking your hands through her hair softly, marvelling at the texture, humming a tune that's either a sombre tone or one with a tragic story behind it.

her denying the fact she's savouring the moment with you, her actually letting her guard down and falling asleep.

you keep her up with a soft tug at some of the strands of hair, in case her roommate decides to come back, her brows furrowing each time. Her trying to shoo your hand away, for once wanting to sleep instead of keeping up with her insomnia streak of 7 days for her experiment to prove the Russian sleep experiment wrong. She was willing to throw that all away in the comfort of your presence.

you wouldn't let her fall asleep though, it was late into the night after all, Wednesday found the night and darkness comforting but you, my god you...you lulled her to sleep like she was listening to a thunderstorm after she committed murder. you were even more comforting than that.

yet you wouldn't let her sleep? you bitch.

she grumbled out a groan and strained her body to be face to face with you, heads centimetres apart but Wednesday wasn't phased, she just forcibly grabbed your chin and kissed you, it was soft but you could damn well tell it was a kiss saying, "I love you but I will beat the shit out of you."

it made you smile how softly and lazily she kissed you, like she was falling asleep at the wheel and her brain was the car. her breath became slow in the kiss as her head slowly started to drop and your lips followed until she was resting on your shoulder, you were still chuckling lightly as your girlfriend can be the biggest romantic you've ever known sometimes.

kissing you to shut you up, how original.

as she rightfully put you in your place, even half-conscious, she seemingly was inhaling as much as she could as she was basically buried in the crook of your neck, not weird at all. but in all honesty, there are scents that people find comforting, that homey smell, that's what you remind her of, you are her home. you don't smell like dust and insects unlike her actual house, but you. you were her home. She loved that scent. you could smell her as well, it didn't smell like shampoo or anything, just black coffee and burnt sage, it was an unusual combination but you would not expect any less from your Addams.

a kiss to the forehead put a gentle look on her face; like you were blessing her with horrific nightmares and hoping she woke up in shock. just as she was about to gratefully slip into those nightmares, both of your necks snapped towards the sound of a camera shuttering and a bright flash somewhere by the door.

Wednesday sitting up in alarm, now wide awake about you still recovering from looking directly into the flash, slowing sitting up yourself.

you wish you were prepared for the rest of the abuse your body would take and your ears felt like they were going to become hell's new Niagara falls as this grating squeal tore though the room.

"O M G! Wednesday you have a girlfriend?! what happened to our BFF pact?! Didn't you just meet today?!?! I have so many questions!!" the voice was of that werewolf girl who looked like she would rather hang herself publicly than share a room with you but she was now smiling and awing at the both of you like you were some stupid romance novel?

as you blinked back into the real world, you saw the blonde pacing by the door, a severed hand jumping off of her shoulder and crawling its way towards you.

"hey thing, you got her out of here on purpose didn't you? That's my man." you mumbled quietly but Wednesday still heard you, giving you a dead glare for less than a second as you fist-bumped the little fella.

mistake on your part as Enid shouted once more "THING YOU KNEW?!-" Respectfully, you wanted to rip your ears off, you were just about to get her to sleep too but this is why you kept her up, because you thought this would happen and she's grumpy when she's woken up.

this lead to Wednesday explaining vaguely and Enid apologising for judging you. you and Thing were signing back and forth, talking about what's happened in the other's life that wasn't transmitted through Wednesday's censorship.

safe to say, Enid and Thing were not only under close monitoring about shutting the fuck up whenever they were in public or in school about you two, but they gave you grace periods alone together which was nice of them, sometimes clothes or makeup had to be touched up before they came in and sometimes clothed had to be put back on entirely. not only is Wednesday good with special effects make-up therefore hiding any marks she leaves or you give her,

but she's good at hiding things with make-up as well. you two managed to fly under the radar for nearly the whole six months you were attending nevermore until the last week, Bianca saw you two holding hands at lunch and publicly announced it, thinking it would embarrass Wednesday, all it did was get her to lean on you.

for that, you'll always thank Bianca. because that night she didn't care about how loud she was or how loud she made you be that last night. with actions or with words.

[serve-corps]

Haruhi x RICH reader part two

The club confronts the reader and you show that you're dating <3 part one here part 1

Haruhi awoke in her bed, groggy but conscious. blinking away the sleep in her eyes and rolling over to slam her hand (not really, she couldn't afford to break one) on her alarm clock as it wouldn't shut up. that was her school alarm!-

shooting up from her bed in fear, noticing the time, and running to her wardrobe, pulling out her male uniform only for her to walk past a calendar. Saturday-

oh...

she sat down on the bed she just shot up from and left in a mess. there was a weekend of freedom from not only a daunting school but also a very nosey host club.

Haruhi was trying to emotionally build herself up to deal with the prissy prince of the school who will 100% have a meltdown when she goes into detail on how she's now a 'girl kisser'.

a bit like how Tamaki just casually said to the twins, "You're the homosexual supporting cast", that started a whole fiasco last time.

staring into space for a solid five minutes, she thinks of ways she can dodge the question of how the fuck she's going to explain ditching school yesterday because some mystery girl was waiting for her in a very nice-looking car and they sped off.

yay. this'll be fun.

'meh, that's future Me's problem' She shrugged her shoulders as she walked to the kitchen after leaving her bedroom, only for her phone to buzz softly on the table where she left it to charge overnight.

see, she didn't have a socket/power outlet in her bedroom so she resulted in suffering without her phone for the night. how she does it without going insane? I have no clue.

she picked up the buzzing flip phone to see your familiar number flashing on her screen, a smile popped up on her face as she answered extremely quickly.

"hey daffodil!" your voice chimed in over the phone.

"hello (y/n) I'm shocked you're up this early"

"Well, my girlfriend's an early riser! I gotta give her a good morning call!"

"Are you sure that's all?" she said sarcastically as Haruhi rested her phone on the kitchen table/counter and she turned on the stove, preparing to cook herself and her dad some breakfast, bacon, and eggs, simple enough. cracking the eggs into the pan; she noticed how you were silent for a while, not a good sign.

" *sigh* I'm sorry daffodil...but I'm not gonna be able to reach you for this weekend...meetings n shit. not to mention my normal tutoring...I need to keep this up but I'll make it up to you Monday, sweetheart!"

you rambled as you tried apologising for having a busy life that took up most of your free time but Haruhi waited for you to finish your muttered apologies with a soft smile, gazing at her phone.

"no don't worry, I get it. you have a job and a school life, you can't ditch them anymore for me than you have already."

"but I can call in sick!-"

"you will not be doing that." she cut you off, snarkily; making sure you got the memo of you're already balls deep in sick days so it would harm your report card if you had any more.

a little huff came out of Haruhi's side of the phone, letting her know you were pouting and bitching. it made her smile hearing how you were willing to ruin your report for her but she knew it should have never come to that.

suddenly another voice came through your side of the phone which made Haruhi perk up a bit, also hearing some footsteps come from down her hall as well.

"master (y/n), you need to head to your weekend classes. your chauffeur is waiting by the gate."

a snappy sigh left your mouth as you nodded, turning back to your phone and muttering over and over to Haruhi how you're sorry and love her.

"I'm so sorry daffodil, ill message you when I can-"

"you will not be doing that ma'am." the butler's voice interrupted you, knowing you would try to text during class. this made Haruhi let out a small giggle.

"It's okay, strawberry. make sure you actually pay attention and I love you too.-" The call cut off but she took a gamble thinking the butler must have snatched the phone and snapped it shut. rude.

Haruhi snapped her head to the door that opened; showing her stubbled long haired father who looked almost dead.

"morning Dad." just another morning for the Fujioka household.

the weekend went by scarily quickly even though Haruhi wanted it to last an eternity. knowing her fate when she got back to school, the host club was ready to pounce like the predators they were.

she awoke on a Monday this time; to her alarm blaring in her ear, starting her day with either an earache or an attitude.

she shut it off with a stretch only to hear her phone once more in the kitchen but it was the individual notification sound she gave you.

well, there goes the bad attitude, you fixed it even though you didn't even try.

she got up with a bit more spark and ran to her phone, almost running into the door in the process.

she smiled as she walked back into her room after picking up her phone and looking at your message.

"mornib daffodil"

autocorrect is still off she can see. She sent you a gif of the Roblox wave which you read and just replied,

"..."

"don't do that again."

the one time your spelling was perfect was with pure disappointment in your message. She giggled a bit and deleted the gif from her phone entirely and sent a thumbs-up emoji.

she got changed into her dreaded uniform with a smile on her face despite knowing her doom for the day is coming sooner than she hoped. praying to whatever god was out there that her beautiful girlfriend would save her from not only Tamaki-sempai but also the twins and Kyoya's incessant prying.

she grabbed her bag and headed out the door, walking to her school, Ouran Academy while looking at her phone with a small smile as you message other pointless things about your weekend that were just plain stupid but entertaining, bitching about all of your classmates.

just as she was about to close her phone, you sent one final message to the cross dressing girl

"oh yeh dont forget bbg that im coming to your school, just gunna show up for your lunch and after school club muah! wanna see your line of work ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ"

she froze as she read over that message but as she went to protest, you went offline, this wasn't up for negotiation. you were going to make sure her line of work shouldn't make you, her girlfriend; worry.

awe shit.

she went along with her day, avoiding any questions from the twins pestering her,

"Haruhi! you haven't told us who that person was!"

"yeah Haruhi, are they your girlfriend or something?"

she stood up and left as some girls' heads snapped in their direction, mostly Haruhi's clients. She bolted out of there not without giving the twins a solid glair or two before slamming the door behind her anyway.

this was now a class free of host club members. she let out a sigh of relief only for her world to brighten a bit more when her phone lit up, she flipped it open to see you sent a picture of chocolate covered strawberries and with a message underneath,

"all for you! <3"

some heads turned at the sound of something falling, it was just Haruhi's head slamming into the table, she received weird looks but all she thought about was her stomach and how great her girlfriend is.

It was better they saw the weirdness and not the goofy smile and red face because god, she was never like this in school before. She regrets opening her phone as the little things get her the most.

the class commenced as the teacher walked in and told everyone to take their seats, her mind was elsewhere however, absentmindedly looking out the window, excited and scoping out her girlfriend's car as lunch was after this.

"Fujioka, as you are so relaxed in my lesson, Where is the world's largest waterfall, located?" the teacher said with such snark, wholeheartedly believing a commoner wouldn't know such information on geography.

being the fucking scholar she is, she didn't even look at the teacher and just said clearly, "Angel Falls is located in Venezuela's Bolívar State, in the Guiana Highlands, on the Churún River, 160 miles southeast of Ciudad Bolívar."

despite not looking at the teacher, this pissed them off more. "Fujioka, do you want a lunch detention for attitude?" the growl was evident in their voice.

"not really sensei, I apologise for my rudeness." she stood up and bowed, exaggerating to please the teacher, students were covering their mouths trying to not laugh at the teacher for being shown up and being completely in the wrong while some others were fantasizing about Haruhi.

the teacher growled and reluctantly continued with the lesson. an hour flew by and the bell went signalling lunch, however, when everyone was packing up their stuff, Haruhi bolted out as she had pre-packed up all of her things and just grabbed her bag and ran.

she 'jogged' past students in the hallway to the front of the dining hall, seeing someone in a cap and sunglasses and all black baggy clothes, a hoodie and sweat pants, hair all hidden in the cap.

100% had to be her. She ran a bit quicker only to tackle them and they stumbled a bit, only for them to wrap their arms around Haruhi and swing them around a bit in a hug.

Haruhi grabbed their hands and pushed them towards a free seat where she normally sits.

she sat you down and looked at you expectantly and just...kept staring at you. you leaned backward as she kept staring, feeling like she was judging you, only for it to click a second later that she wanted those chocolate strawberries!

you handed her a medium-sized box full of delicious treats and she beamed, almost as much as she did with the 'fancy tuna' you gave her. the host club watched from afar in surprise as Haruhi was swindled by something sweet for once. Tamaki was crying as he saw his little girl with supposedly her girlfriend.

however, most girls were glaring at the mysterious stranger who barged into their school, stealing their Haruhi.

jokes on then, she's yours.

Haruhi was barely as involved in any conversations with clients or the club compared to the conversation you two were having, she was actually laughing and smiling, acting as though she was a child with her closest friend.

someone in a butler uniform walked up to the two of you, catching all the onlookers off guard and the butler placed two dishes in front of you both, you bowed multiple times to the butler and handed them some money for the food, you didn't ask for it so it was out of kindness.

you handed your girlfriend a pair of chopsticks and gave her one of the plates, chatting while eating. not very polite I know.

soon enough, the lunch bell rang, and people were either glaring at you or observing you the entire time. that included the host club.

the rest of the lessons for the day flew by as Haruhi was in a more pleasant mood than before, seeing her girlfriend after two days of not seeing her. The entire school noticed at least.

the final bell rang for the day, letting everyone know it was either time to pack their shit and go home or it was time to head to their clubs and leave the teachers alone. she packed up slowly, knowing that her girlfriend would be here soon, another date probably, that's what you always surprise her with.

she walked to the host club with a calm pace, walking through the doors unnoticed by the club members and started on making some instant coffee.

her 'cover' was blown when a customer requested Haruhi and so she sat down on one of the chairs, offering a coffee to the girl. the members only just then noticed Haruhi's presents.

Tamaki started bombarding her about who was that beastly stranger who interrupted his time as the host's father which made Haruhi wince and wait until all clients were cared for and satisfied.

that took another half an hour until it was just the hosts in the room. the room felt suffocating to the girl however she condemned herself to stay silent.

"Anything I say can and will be used in the court of law against me." she crossed her arms and leaned back, solidly not going to say jack-shit.

the hosts shared a glance then all snapped their necks to kyoya, giving him either a sharp nod or a glair, perhaps both. the black haired boy with glasses sighed as he pushed up his said glasses with his pen.

"Haruhi. we'll lower your debt by half."

"my girlfriend." she said with no hesitation what-so-ever.

the hosts all shouted in unison, minus kyoya and Mori.

"WHHHAAATTTTT??"

Haruhi just shrugged; looking at kyoya solidly without blinking. he sighed and seemingly drew a line in his book and if crossing something out, writing a different number underneath.

the hosts start bombarding her with questions such as, When did you get a girlfriend?' 'where did you meet?' 'who is she?' and a 'WHO DARES TAKE MY PRECIOUS DAUGHTER FROM ME!?" we all know who said that.

just as she was about to answer them all, her phone let out a notification. your notification. She perked up and grabbed her phone quickly and flipped it open, seeing your message.

just as she was about to read it, Tamaki snatched it from her hands. "DON'T YOU KNOW IT'S RUDE TO IGNORE PEOPLE?!" he whinged as he dangled the phone out of her reach, almost teasing her for her height.

"stop it Tamaki sempai! That's her!" Haruhi raised her voice in annoyance, she wanted to see what you wanted.

Mori snatched the phone out of Tamaki's hands and was about to hand it back to the girl who was shouting for once, shocking all in the room, including kyoya for she's always been calm-headed. however, just as he was about to hand it to her, he read the message. pausing for a minute.

"hey daffodilllllll imma find ur club and show up okay? wat room u in??"

he flicked his eyes at Haruhi who was glaring and smirked at her, the nickname daffodil suited her. a very pretty yellow flower.

he typed back a response on her phone, making Haruhi fume as she never thought a guy such as Mori could be so disrespectful but I guess even angles can mock people.

he handed her phone back to her and she snatched it from him, "I'm in the third music room, ask around for directions"

she looked at the phone in worry, damn, if she shows up then you'll try to pay for her debt up front or worse, become a host or something. she bit her nail in worry as she heard knocking on the door.

honey opened the door with his cutesy smile and said to the girl outside, "I'm sorry miss! But the host club is closed now!" the girl chuckled and patted the boy's head.

"Don't worry cutie, I'm not here for the host club."

Haruhi shot out of her seat at that voice, that quick?

"daffodil...." the girl's voice came out eerie as she squeezed past the short 18 year old.

"Honey, let her in, this is the girl that Haruhi likes." mori said plainly as Haruhi's cheeks pinkened a little at the casual tone.

"(y/n) (l/n). seventeen years of age, the owner of her own private extremely wealthy business that is still as flourishing as it's beginning. has school on the weekends and often leaves Japan for business trips. originally from (your country) and known as the self-made genius billionaire." kyoya debriefed everyone in the room about the girl who just entered, only for his face to contort into a smug grin while staring at you dead in the eyes, as if it was a threat.

you looked him up and down nonchalantly and squinted.

"kyoya Ootori. the youngest of the Ootori siblings so seen as practically worthless. you try desperately to prove yourself to your father only for it to be a fruitless attempt as you will always amount to nothing. the youngest Ootori is known to use and objectify everything around him, some refer to him as a narcissist or just a manipulator. even though he's known to keep his guard around his family and his supposed closest friend. Tamaki Suo. oh, you're family is known for owning a police force, working in health and social care-

how's that buttercup?"

you said sassily as kyoya dropped his pen, not before snapping it in anger. you smirked and walked up to our girlfriend, grabbing her hand and twirling her.

kyoya scowled and looked away, you put him in a cramped box there, he wasn't expecting you to do your research on the club members.

honey was a dream to talk to, he kept calling you and 'Haru-Chan' cute while this tall stoic man with black hair you later learned was Mori who messaged you in Haruhi's place.

soon enough, the blonde in the room couldn't keep it contained anymore, he was pissed about how Haruhi was taken, he wanted this wrapped up and sorted out asap.

he stormed over to the two of you, looking at you while grabbing your shoulders aggressively; shaking you backward and forward multiple times, almost trying to be mean.

"HOW DARE YOU DATE MY HARUHI?!" all you did was annoyingly look to the side and roll your eyes, Haruhi just sweat dropped, much like the other host members. this somehow irked Tamaki even more so he turned serious. he wasn't happy about this dating business.

"Are you sure you want to date someone as deceptive as Haruhi?!" this perked your interest, your eyes snapping to meet his, he smirked at this while Haruhi's mood turned sour very quickly, she looked at you and all you did was look at her.

"HE is actually a SHE! how could you date a woman?!"

the entire room went silent at this, your face looking like one of horror while everyone else in the room was shocked, mori was slightly disgusted with Tamaki but Haruhi...oh Haruhi....she was pissed as could be. if you listened closely you could hear her teeth grinding and almost a growl leave her throat.

Tamaki let go of your shoulders, seeing as you were shocked enough, your breath started hitching, making Haruhi concerned as well as Honey and Kaoru. this was really getting to you so it seemed. kyoya however, closed his little death note and crossed his arms, intently watching your lips tremble.

your lips quivered, trying not to turn, your breathing coming out of your nose in puffs. you bit your lip, turning slightly to the side and screwing your eyes shut. your lips gradually pulled into a grin as you tried to suppress it.

you covered your mouth, trying to hide your grin as you started wheezing slightly, masking it for crying but in all reality, you leaned over, trying to not be noticed for laughing. kyoya smiled however and picked his book back up and continued writing in his book.

'(y/n) (l/n). also a very renowned actor. fooled even me.' written in his handwriting.

Haruhi caught on and let out a relieved sigh that you didn't ruin your makeup with your fake crying, and started smiling with you.

you walked towards her in a limp and used her shoulder as a balance, uncovering your mouth, letting your laugh bellow out of your mouth.

you could hear a pin drop in the room if it wasn't for your laughter which echoed around the walls. you wiped a 'tear' from your eye and stood up straight, still slightly giggling. you coughed to fix your voice and quickly kissed Haruhi's lips, it shocked her but she kissed back. you turned to the shocked blonde and glared with menace.

"you think I would care?" you walked slowly towards Tamaki, in a threatening way, he felt scared almost. as though you were about to beat him up, looking around for help at the other host members, they were either looking at him disappointingly or looking away. Haruhi was just giving him a hard, stern glare.

"I've known Haruhi from middle school. we started DATING in middle school. before she got her hair cut. if you were listening to my answers to the questions thrown my way and not interrupted, we could have slipped this. but what you just did was wrong. really. fucking. wrong." you growled out as you got closer. finally backing off from him while he had crocodile tears in his eyes.

Hikaru and Kaoru spoke up for once, "Yeah boss. You just tried to get her to break up with Haruhi. That's something not even we would do." they said in their normal teasing voice.

"I'm not sharing my cake with you anymore..." Honey said quietly, turning away.

In a flash, Tamaki was on his knees; bowing to Haruhi screaming his apologies over and over.

the club ended with you accepting his apology but not talking to him, most host club members were a bit off-put but spoke to him as well. Haruhi still held a grudge but that was perfectly fine.

you grabbed her hand and strode out the door with her in tow.

"where are we going?" asked Haruhi who was perplexed, trying to catch up to you.

"your house? I brought some gifts for your birthday!"

"WHAT? But you already had two piled sent to my door?!" she shouted, annoyed but grateful, trying to not accept any more.

"yeah well, that was when I 'wasn't' around. now I am!"

all you heard was a sigh in response, one of admittance and just going with the flow. you grinned and drove her home.

leaving the host club with a polite bow, them smiling at you as you left.

"I approve! They're so cute!" shouted Honey, Mori just nodded along with him while the twins chimed in, "Us too! She's actually pretty nice!", "weirdly enough we thought Haruhi was gunna date someone equally as weird as her but eh"

kyoya spoke up, "She could massively aid the host club with more funding than any of us could. she could also eradicate us just as easily"

Tamaki froze in shock, his smile almost falling straight off of his face. but it got worse,

"she could have easily paid off Haruhi's debt with the snap of her fingers, it'd be like chucking a penny into the street for her."

Tamaki fell to his knee's, again, it got worse when the twins tuned in once more,

"our guess is that she wanted to see what friends we were to Haruhi, and if she should stay in this school or something" the twins shrugged their shoulders, but knowingly adding fuel to the flame of Tamaki's shame.

as you opened the door of the car for Haruhi to go in first, all you heard across the campus was a girlish voice scream,

"I'M SORRRYYYYYYYYYY!!!!" both you and Haruhi looked at each other, and you snickered as she burst into laughter.

you drove back holding hands and just casually watched a film at her place, you could tell she was worried about this because as soon as the stress of the whole ordeal left her body, her head was nodding off to the side and she'd shake herself awake again.

you grabbed her waist and pulled her to you, not even a second after you did, she fell asleep on your shoulder. the movie was still playing as background noise, you stroked her hair and a ghost of a smile appeared on her face.

"you've got a good set of friends love... I'm glad...." you kissed the side of her head and mumbled, "I love you so much..." as you slowly drifted off to sleep yourself.

AND THAT'S A WRAP.

[serve-corps]

Is it wrong to say 'I need a Joanne' instead of verbally saying. 'I need a shit'?

honestly? it goes the same for 'I need a piss'.

[serve-corps]

Yuri Plisetsky x hockey reader

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Yuri Plisetsky. A sixteen year old with almost no time to spare in his life at all yet he's built himself a large enough ego to be named the 'Russian punk' and the 'Russian fairy'. how? don't fucking ask me. he's got talent on his blades that's only grown since he showed a liking to the sport. his effort increased his skill. That is why he's dedicated himself to figure skating.

(y/n) (l/n) however, is a seventeen year old with plenty of spare time on her hands and an alter ego. She herself is also known as the 'jet of (your country)' as well as 'the bullet' see, she's an ice hockey player. a international one. she was also skilled on her blades, she had such control, she could choose her speed at any point.

never in a million years would they both meet; for their professions may be similar but they hate each other. hockey players are far more aggressive on the ice, usually after an ice hockey game, there are large uneven dips in the ice which is a hazard for figure skaters. hockey prioritizes speed and control rather than figure skating which mostly focuses on spins and jumps. That's the difference between them and their skates. hockey skates are rounded while figure skates are pointy and stabby.

the only reason you play is because you grew up on the ice, your father used to take you to a public skate and get you one of the polar bears to keep yourself up. he taught you by tearing you away from it and pushing it away, forcing you to skate to it by yourself to get back your stability polar bear.

it doesn't help that your older brother was also a very renowned ice hockey player and a few of your friends took up hockey as a hobby, all your life clubs revolved around the sport, and you got annoyed at anyone claiming to be a big shot in the ice world that didn't know the dangers of it. the fist fights, the blades, the ice burns, the breaking of bones, the slamming into the sideboard, and not to mention how FUCKING COMPETITIVE EVERYONE WAS!

you were one of 3 females on your team, out of 18 players, you were the most famous. you kicked your brother's ass in fame, he retired early as he decided to gain another profession, he coached little ones on the side for a job but that was out of loyalty for the sport.

one of the girls was a goalie, someone who defends the net meanwhile the other was a defender, They stay behind close-ish to the goal to keep the puck out of their side of the field. you, however, were centre. one of the most active roles, the person who scores and 'usually' gets into the most fights.

Yuri however, was Russia's national figure skater, he was a young prodigy, who was not only coached by the same coach as Viktor Nikiforov but was acquainted with him. he won gold in the international junior league so he aims to be the same in the senior division, the adult version of that bullshit.

we know what Yuri aims to be, his goals and plans, we don't need to go over that.

lets head to the present.

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today you had the skating rink booked with a friend, you came from money as well as your brother trying to encourage your career. your boots were laced as you were on the ice with a stick, puck and a goal. the staff let you borrow a goal for practice.

You two were shooting at the goal left and right, working on perfecting your aim but your friend's stamina dropped after the first 15 minutes. yours, however, was still high and mighty being known as the 'jet' or 'bullet' because of how fast and how long you can go for.

you came off with your friend and handed her a water bottle, casually chatting as she was panting. you heard the doors open and this blonde guy?- girl? you couldn't tell, walked in, and opened the door to the rink.

"Who the fuck brought this shit on the rink?" the words flew out of his mouth harshly with a Russian accent. he hopped onto the ice and you noticed his 'fancy' preppy figure skates.

he skated towards your goal which you set up with a hassle, he started lifting it up with great difficulty and trying to drag it off.

"этот кусок дерьма!- (this piece of shit)" he said, mumbling to himself while grunting.

suddenly, the owners of the rink slammed open the doors and shouted, "YURIII! THE RINK'S BEEN BOUGHT OUT FOR THE NEXT 3 HOURS! I forgot to tell you!!"

she bowed in an apology.

"well, I don't see them. so it doesn't matter-"

at that moment, you stood up and grabbed your stick, you picked up a bag of hockey pucks and threw them on the ice. the bag was now empty and you tossed it aside, stepping onto the ice with accuracy and speed, you dribbled the puck back and forth and shot at the net, close to where Yuri was to scare him off.

he jumped back in fear of getting hit and let out an "ack!-" as he fell onto the cold ice. you sped up your skating and headed straight for him, he tried to scramble out of the way but you were too fast, he braced himself to be a hurdle or something but he ended up getting sprayed by ice. you stopped right in front of him, creating a large wave of shaved ice to flow over him. it got in his hair and face, not to mention his clothes.

he looked up at you and scowled only for his face to change in shock, you were smugly resting your chin on your stick while having one leg crossed behind you. to everyone else, you looked like a stuck up prick.

that applied to Yuri too, but you were beautiful, the lights made you seem angelic while your hair looked almost sexy, up in a ponytail with a few pieces dangling, framing your face. your boots made you seem masculine, your hoodie and leggings didn't help. smash- next question-

his face was slightly dusted pink with a scowl on his face, trying to hide his flusteredness by masking it with being cold. at least you don't have a pretty voice-

"sorry sweetie, but currently this rink is mine! come back in two hours and forty five minuets or stick around and fawn over me until our booking is up.." you said with a sly smirk on your face never leaving once, your voice teasing yet alluring. soft even yet it has a taste of authority.

"черт возьми…(holy shit...)" he breathed out softly with his cheeks going slightly pinker, barley noticeable to everyone.

accept you. you were towering over him see? you could see everything about him. and his steadily growing blush.

however, you're not a ahem- dick so you ignored it and just turned your sly smirk into a genuine soft smile. you dropped your stick to the side by the pile of pucks and knelt next before him.

"ok, sorry. didn't mean to scare you shitless. truce?" you said with a chuckle. Yuri shook his head as if he was ridding himself of thoughts, your chuckle even sounded pretty, no no! You're known as the Russian punk! you can't like someone!

he blinks a few times, trying to calm his panicking mind and he pulls himself up, so do you. "I mean, if you do want to stay, you're more than welcome to take over the music" You shrug at him as your friend joins you on the ice now. he thought she looked mediocre compared to you. but the owner was staring at her and...drooling?

your friend was considered the hot one in the group. You're hot too don't worry, it's just, this one wears makeup and push-up bra's excessively to get everyone's attention. you go natural and your tits are naturally big, you just wear guys clothing.

but not to him. you were the hot friend to him. He couldn't keep his eyes off you for longer than five seconds. honestly? you noticed and thought it was cute, you thought he was cute. every time you caught him oogling, you winked and he scowled looking away.

your friend started gesturing with her hands getting your attention to 'wrap it up', so you did.

"if you couldn't tell, we're training right now, so we sort of need the ice." you said gently only to be cut off by his voice,

"yeah, well I have a championship coming up, its not as important. move."

"I paid for this blondie. I'm not leaving the ice." you said seriously. he doesn't seem to recognize you and you didn't recognise him either so all is fair.

the owner, however, thought differently, she took a photo of you two going face to face with each other, Yuri's face still slightly pink with a scowl and yours with a finger pulling down an eyelid and tongue stuck out of your smiling mouth; leaning towards him.

"ugh. fine. ill wait. but don't think this is me being kind you bitch." he stomped off the ice, purposefully making massive dips with his toe-pick skates.

"alright little mister kitten whiskers." you roll your eyes and chuckle to yourself at his temper tantrum. you don't even know this dude yet you can tell what he's like if he's acting like this. somehow you thought he was cute. shrugging your shoulders, you grabbed a puck and started doing manoeuvres and passes with your friend, trying to figure out what works best for you both, turns out you both excel at passing the puck by throwing it up in the air with your sticks.

it's not an illegal move in hockey but it's very rare and unique, tricky to pull off because you can't hit another player otherwise you get sent to the penalty box.

Yuri watched with interest despite trying to hide it by 'looking' at his phone. after doing a trick shot and succeeding, it was your trick so you started celebrating, jumping on the ice and slowing your skating to dive onto your friend.

"100% using that in our game!!!!" you squealed in joy, your friend holding you up from falling was laughing with you and at you for your celebratory, stupid state.

Yuri couldn't help but faintly smile at your joy, he thought it was cute. you seemed to be really good at this, he hoped you were happy with your life. hoped it was better than his at the least.

your eyes flickered to the boy sat on the side, his eyes quickly flicked away from you and back to his phone, you sighed as picked yourself up, skating over to the 'sullen' boy.

Yoinking his phone out of his hand that was unlocked, you turned on Bluetooth and connected it to the speakers of the rink. handing it back to him you grabbed his arm and pulled him so he was standing up.

"the hell?!"

"wanna skate or not pretty boy?" you said bored, pointing at his phone, knowing damn well he was gunna be pissy if he didn't, and you didn't want that for some reason.

he growled and trudged onto the ice, you're still holding onto his arm, dragging him into the middle.

surprisingly you and your friend didn't make much mess of the ice, it was perfect to skate on. he did a test jump and landed it and smirked. You raised an eyebrow at his smugness about something you could do if you wanted to.

you shimmy off your hoodie and throw it over the side, showing a tight compression shirt, it was cropped so it was a very flattering item on you. Yuri's eyes widened then blushed, turning away for a second to mentally prepare himself because you looked fine as fuck.

turning back to you, you gave him a smirk and pulled off the exact same jump as him in harder skates. he stood confused until he realised it was a challenge. and you were so on.

he smirked and started bragging, "haa? someone like you can't compete with a professional! your call тупица~ (dumbass~)" he cackled out.

he started with a single salchow and landed perfectly as its one of the easiest jumps for a skater.

somehow, you watched how he did it and you copied it to the point miraculously without a single slip up. his eyebrows rose at this, he decided to try a Lutz, it would be almost impossible to do it because you don't have a toe pick and you've never done it before. he finished the jump perfectly and looked at you smugly, as if he was rubbing in that he was better than you.

you didn't take that lightly.

as you did before, you watched how he did it, skated backwards on your left foot, used your right foot to stab into the ice and pick you up, kicking you into the air, you turned yourself around in the air in a 360⁰ turn and land on your right foot, still skating backwards. you stumbled on the landing slightly with your skate wobbling but still landed perfectly no less.

Yuri's jaw dropped a little bit only for him to close it quickly. how the fuck could someone in hockey skates do that with no toe pick?!

he coughed into his hand, trying to regain some sense. this time will be an axel. the hardest jump there is.

"i know you won't be able to do this little bitch!" he shouted as he skated and completed the perfect single Axel. he was even going easy!

you watch with intent and intensity once more. so the difference is that he lands skating forward instead of backward like the Lutz? hm okay..

once again, you copy his moves, you struggle a bit now and as you landed, you didn't land straight and went off diagonally, having to use your other leg to keep balanced. "Hold on! let me do it again!!" you shouted annoyed, you thought you could do it!

you took a start and jumped, you ended up over-spinning, deciding quickly to turn again in the air, you twirled twice, and somehow landed straight. "see! I can do it!!! yes!" you did a little celebratory dance once more while Yuri stood there stunned. you don't even know it but you actually did something harder than he just did. you did a double axel while he did a single axel....

Yuri was annoyed no, pissed. he took a start once more and committed himself to a quadruple axel, the hardest jump possible, you saw that it was the same type of jump and tilted your head in confusion, he just span more? does that mean he fucked up too?

"do it exactly like I did it and ill get off!" he snarled with a grin, a grin that annoyed you.

"fine! you span four times, right? watch." you said stretching your arms across your body.

you set yourself up for the jump and it started, you stuck the tip of your toe in the ground, lifting you in the air, you span...and span...and span...and- CRASH "FUCK!"

your body skidded on the ice and your body was skidding toward the dash boards (boundary walls) head first, your leg was in pain as though it was pulled and that distracted you until your head slammed into the wall, the rest of your body following in suit.

"fuckfuckfuck" you mumbled out.

Yuri stood shocked, fuck he was worried, how bad were you hurt?

he sped over to you and got on his knees, "shit are you okay?!" he asked seriously, your friend following after him, she saw you holding your leg and knelt next to it, straightening it out which earned some curses from you but she undid the boot and carefully took it off, making you let out a sigh of relief.

the blonde felt bad, he shouldn't have dared someone who was brand new to do jumps try and copy him like that. his ego got the best of him.

"how bad does it hurt?" he asked, his accent somehow calming you down despite its aggressive nature.

"i just pulled something, I'll be fine just give me a minute...ugh...ow..." you sat yourself up and leaned against the wall. your ass felt numb from how cold it was. using the side to help yourself up, you stood on the leg with the skate still on, you used your loose foot to gently push you forward, gliding on one foot to the door to the benches.

plopping yourself down on the benches with a thump, you massaged your leg gently, you know you'll be able to ignore the pain soon enough, you play professionally for fuck's sake.

five minuets go by and you're no longer feeling much pain, you start lacing up your boot back onto the leg you injured, getting ready to go back on.

about to step onto the ice, you notice how Yuri picked up all the loose pucks that you already had shot at the net and gathered them into a pile, not to mention a frown on his face.

he looked up from picking up pucks and clicked his tongue at you, he spread his arms wide, letting all the pucks he was holding drop back onto the ice and sliding off to different places.

your friend looked at you, flicking her eyes to him quickly then back to you, raising her eyebrows up and down suggestively with a grin. you picked up a stray puck and threw it at her, she ducked just in time as it hit the glass boundary. She snickered at your reaction, your face ever so slightly pink.

you sighed and skated over to the pouting blonde and patted his shoulder. "it was my fault. I tried something I never tried before. I was bound to fall!" you chuckled as he turned away from you, still grumbling.

"alright pissy pants, you can join us on the ice every Tuesday at this time, okay?" you ask gently leaning to go into his field of view, his face slightly red at proximity.

"get away from me you whore!"

"ouchies..." you fake an exaggerated frown, trying to fake being emotionally hurt, his expression faltered for a second, looking back at you to see if you genuinely took offense but then scowled at your face turning into a shit-eating grin at his concern.

"FUCK OFF YOU PRICK" he skated away as you laughed at his flusteredness.

"blondie! do you even know my name?" you said wiping a 'tear' from your eye. he turned his head over his shoulder in your direction, egging you on.

"(y/n). (y/n) (l/n) the hockey player? have you not heard of me?"

"well, how the hell did you not know I'm Yuri Plisetsky?! Russia's national figure skater! haaah?" he said with a snarky attitude.

"hm? oh I think I heard of you! I think my brother's-friend's-dad is your coach! yakil? no- Yakov! how is he? he said this Viktor guy was being a pain in the ass last time I heard." you chuckled to yourself, not seeing Yuri seething quietly, his face going more red with anger.

"don't act like we're on the same level!" he shouted annoyed at how calm you were, he was kind of hoping you'd be excited to know he was famous but-

"I'm (country's) international player who's played in multiple games worldwide and won. I don't care." you said, waving him off as you skated away.

soon enough, your practice was over but he never said no to seeing you every Tuesday.

sooo he showed up nearly every time. in return, you watched him skate, both at practice, and cheered him on at competitions, sitting on the benches only the skaters were allowed on.

your games that were in the same area Yuri was in at the time usually had an extra visitor of the figure skater himself, you made sure he was sat as close as he could be to your bench, and you did try and beg your coach to let him sit with you but he shot you down.

his anger issues helped cheer you on, it was sweet, knowing he was cheering for you, it made you more fired up than before, and nearly everyone on your team noticed, and so did the commentators'. you heard them over the loudspeaker,

"seems the bullet has a special fan she's listening to in her ear ladies and gents!" you stumbled at this and dropped your stick on the rink, snapping your head to the commentators up in the seats. "seems she didn't want that put out there! oops!"

laughing was heard throughout the rink as well as chuckles from your team and the competitors.

these interactions happened more than you liked to admit, you also didn't want to admit that you started to like the obnoxious blonde who you support and supports you.

social media was a nightmare, the owner of the rink where you first met; who took a photo of you two going face to face with each other posted the photo on all types of social media, the caption being 'Yuri plisetsky x (y/n) (l/n)'. this blew up, leading to so many ship names being made, 'the punk x the bullet', 'the fairy and the jet' they were ruthless.

people were making edits of the two of you looking at each other when you accidentally looked at him for a little too long and he did the same, times here he smiled at you softly which is very out of character for him, when you two blushed at each other, the list goes on.

PEOPLE WERE EVEN WRITING FANFICTION ABOUT IT. Don't ask, you got curious and searched for it. you read them all. just for research purposes. ahem-

other figure skaters and hockey players were calling you out on the ship as well online, what shocked you the most is that Viktor Nikiforov, the famous figure skater reposted some edits, sending them to you and Yuri directly, you did some research about Yuri's world and learned about some large figures. Viktor was apparently the best of the best.

your brother also sent a message to you directly saying, "mother, father, and I all gave our blessing to this boy, bag him (your nickname)"

you threw your phone at the wall to say the least.

after a match where you arose victorious, you went to go see Yuri skate at his competition, it was in Russia and it was the uhm, what was it called? oh yeah, the Grand Prix finals. you knew it was important to him so you had to be there. you just had your final match which coincidently was also in Russia, you made yourself look nice for once.

a dress that can be worn in cold weather with skin-coloured fuzzy thermal tights and white leg warmers. you wore a white dress with embroidered cats going around the bottom of the dress, the cats were white tigers. you wore a red and white jacket, matching Yuri's training one. just for sentimental reasons. you wore red and white Nike trainers to pull it together.

you walked in with a mask on and your hair hid in a white beanie, people couldn't recognise you yet at least, you just looked like a very fashionable fan of the Russian punk.

you waited till it was Yuri's turn on the ice, taking off your mask and beanie, letting your hair frame your face, the people around you took a second glace and started squealing at your appearance.

the commentator instantly caught you in the large crowd, singling you out and saying it over the mic in hopes of getting Yuri to see you just before he got on the ice. he did.

you spotted him on the bench, he was staring right at you with a smile, giving you a wave which you returned.

his turn finally came, he got onto the ice and did a loop of the ice, stopping for a second right in front of you, flashing you a small smile before his performance.

your heart fluttered a bit as you flicked your eyes away for a second, you're not used to that kind of attention.

the music started as you gathered your self respect, only for it to be dropped back into the ground as you infatuation with him grew at how emotional his performance made you feel. all of the passion, the love, the admiration. he was putting all he had into this skate.

his jumps made you wince before your face lit up with joy at it being completely flawless, you hoped he wouldn't get hurt, his performance seemed to be directed in your direction as he kept his eyes focused on you most of the time, he did extreme jumps that looked difficult and made them smooth and flawless. he managed to tug on your heart.

even if you were a hockey player, even if you were supposed to hate figure skaters, even if figure skaters were meant to hate you, you could hear the message his serenade told you, your heart picked up as you heard his music started to slow, his eyes bearing into yours with sincerity that made you choke up.

the performance reached its climax and Yuri was left out of breath, huffing and coughing slightly, he used all of his efforts to send you this message which at this point, if he said it verbally, wouldn't have been as clear as the performance.

you held a hand to your mouth in shock, a singular tear fell from your face at the sheer beauty of his action. you watched as he went to the kiss or cry booth to see his score, it was his own personal record as well as a WORLD FUCKING RECORD!

you walked up to him and stayed silent, just following him, you grabbed the corner of his jacket and smiled, subtly saying "Yes I do too..." with your actions. his attitude raised even more at this, not only did he make a world record, his worries of being rejected flew out of the window.

you followed him to the changing rooms and stood outside the door, silent until there were no more reporters following you and there was nobody in the hallway.

you tugged his jacket again that you didn't let go of. he turned around and raised an eyebrow in confusion, you cut him off before he could say anything.

"I like you too Yuri..." you said with a soft smile, letting go of his jacket as your face warmed slightly. Yuri was worse off than you were, his entire face was bright red and he stumbled a bit. trying to regain himself he coughed into his hand then grabbing yours, he somehow pulled you closer and held your cheek, feeling how warm your face was as he stroked it with his thumb, your breath hitched as your eyes flickered from his to his smiling lips.

he looked so kind smiling at you like this, you liked it, but you liked his attitude as well. As he leaned forward you quickly cupped your hand over his mouth, he let out a surprised noise that sounded an awful lot like a squeak which resulted in a giggle fit from you, he growled slightly and pulled your hand off of his face.

only to grab your head with both hands and smash his lips onto yours, this time making you squeak, he smiled at this and started being more gentle and soft as he pressed his lips against yours with just as much passion as he did on the ice.

you both pulled away, both opening your eyes slowly and both red in the face, you buried your face into the crook of his neck to hide your face from him resulting in him wrapping his arms around your waist, burying his own face in your shoulder.

"I'm so proud of you Yuri..." you muffled against his skin, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and hugging his tightly, "I've liked you for a while..."

"me too милый…(darling)…" he said squeezing your waist a bit tighter. you rocked yourself side to side in the hug, forcing his to do the same.

you eventually left his embrace only to peck his lips again with a smile, if Yuri could melt, he'd be a puddle now but your here, keeping his stable.

this time he leaned forward and pecked your lips but it lasted longer than what you did, he sighed as he finally enjoyed the feeling that he'd been craving for the months you two had been friends.

he pulled away and your lips chased after his as he pulled away, it was cute to him. your eyes slowly opened after the kiss ended and your cheeks were flushed. he thought you looked adorable and he chuckled softly to himself.

"AAWWWEEE!!!" both of your necks snapped to where the voice came from and it was some grey-haired man holding up a phone that seemed to be recording, there was another man wearing glasses and black hair who was pulling on this guy's arm mumbling something about being quiet and leaving them alone.

"I'm sorry yuriiii but I couldn't keep quiet anymore! our little Yurio has gotten himself a girl!!" his voice sounded Russian like your Yuri's. he stopped what he was doing on his phone and then you realised a second too late before he posted the video of the entire interaction onto social media.

soon enough the man's phone was blowing up and the two of you jumped away from each other's hold and were extremely embarrassed. wait a minute.... that's!-…THAT'S VIKTOR!

the black-haired Yuri started dragging him away harder, forcing him out of the room then bowing to the two of you muttering an "IMSOSORRYABOUTHIM" and slamming the door behind him.

silence followed for a bit only for a snort form you to break the quiet,

"what." his Russian accent coming out heavily as he craned his neck to you with a glare.

"nothing....*snort* Yurio~"

"MOTHERFUCKER-"

it may not be common, or socially acceptable but who knew that a famous hockey player would end up being with a famous figure skater? not you two, or the media. you two were a trend from there on, an iconic duo.

[serve-corps]

Haruhi x fem RICH reader

Haruhi's secret girlfriend snuck Haruhi out of school for a date <3 part 2 here part 2

The cross-dressing girl sighs as the so-called 'daddy' of the host club shrouds himself in a corner with mushrooms being his only trusty companions.

she deadpanned at the male as he kept complaining about how his precious daughter held such low standards as she confessed how she didn't care if those girls from that school, what was it called? oh yeah! Lobelia Girls' Academy; didn't care if they flirted with her and tried to persuade her to join their school instead.

basically, the prefect and most idolized pupil of that school was a massive lesbian. she had no issues with this, but her friends did. Tamaki was terrified of someone stealing his precious little girl from him.

welp. that ship's sailed. ¯\_( ͡❛ ͜ʖ ͡❛)_/¯ she's already got a girlfriend!

our poor Haruhi, (I'm sorry for the bad joke there) flipped open her phone impatiently as she had been doing for the past 2 hours whilst dealing with clients sat RIGHT IN FRONT OF HER.

our (little shit) Kyoya took notice of this and was jotting it down in his little rip-off death note and further analysed her uncharacteristic anxious behaviour.

oh? this was new....her eyes were flicking to the outside, more or so to the entrance.

every noise that sounded like footsteps made her snap her neck in their direction with wide eyes, her facial expressions weren't giving away anything about her emotions or thoughts.

Now, back to Haruhi. She was only slightly worried which is unusual of her, but if the host club was reacting like this to the thought of her going to a different school, how the fuck would they react to her girlfriend who's been with her since middle school.

things got a whole lot worse when her phone vibrated 20 seconds after she put it down, she snapped it open almost at Mach 20, hoping it was her most prized person. AND IT WAS! her lips twitched upwards a little but fell once more as she read her beloved's message.

"hi daffodil, ill pick u up an hpur early today! dont worry i got consent from dad dearest and he phoned the school bout some appointment (fakest shi-) "

"but do u want me to go to ur class and pixk u up or meet me bo the g8? gimmi the word gurl"

"lets make this date as long as possible, ur dad gave the rec spot, said it was "✨️fabulous!✨️". yeah. i could see the sparkles as he said it bro. "

Haruhi smiled as she read over the spammed texts, as soon as she finished reading one text, another popped up with a buzz, she smile widened a bit and her eyes softened as she read over them. she jumped as she remembered she had to fuckin reply of course.

"ok tea cake, ill meet you outside by the gate, try be quiet. also, turn auto correct back on <3"

she closed her phone expecting radio silence but as soon as it was back in her pocket it buzzed once more, sighing and smiling, she flipped it back open to see her lover's message in retaliation.

"AUGHK BUT YOU KEOW IT PISSEs ME OFF >:("

she chuckled at the ironicness and childishness, she could almost hear how she was whining in real life, a phantom voice. God she was making her schizophrenic.

another buzz and she looked at her screen, in calm a calm manner which flustered her,

"love you daffodil"

her cheeks dusted pink at the message, it was the little things that got her down bad, she shut her phone with a loud clap, shoving it into her pocket and she looked back at the club.

all eyes were on her, shit.

for starters, all the clients left about 10 minutes ago when her middle school sweetheart started messaging her, but none of the host club members left.

some were giving her weirded out looks, some were smirking at her knowingly and some were just seriously fucking confused.

the 2 smirking were Hikaru and surprisingly kyoya, the weirded out was Kaoru, and again, weirdly enough mori the remnants were the confused one's honey, and the one and only Tamaki.

she snapped out of her embarrassment and flusteredness, turning herself to face Kyoya.

"Kyoya Sempai, my dad arranged an appointment for me today so I'll be leaving an hour early. I'm sorry but can you move my duties to tomorrow?" she winced at her own question, knowing this was going to be added to her debt.

"hm... I'll just cut today's costs and add them to your debt Haruhi. a completely understandable deal as you're about to go fooling around, not to an appointment." his smirk grew as he cornered her verbally.

he's been onto her for a few weeks about this but he could never picture Haruhi being romantically attracted to anyone. he must have been wrong because she jumped at the remark as if she was caught red handed trying to eat some fancy tuna without the hosts noticing.

her phone buzzed again and she twitched faintly, but since the hosts were already looking at her, they noticed this time, kyoya already noticed the past few times but this was the fist time the whole gang saw it.

she flipped open her phone and turned around, hunching over her phone in secrecy as she felt as though her privacy was about to be deeply invaded.

she looked intently at her screen and it was a message from her oh so precious girlfriend.

"hey daffodil, I messaged u while I was driving b4 but I'm outside ur school now ʕ•́ᴥ•̀ʔっ"

Haruhi's eye twitched at the thought of her girlfriend texting while driving only to remember her car can do text to speech, she also has a slang filter on it, it's a digital car! wowie! que the eye-roll.

she snapped her phone shut, turning back to the group, she slowly inched her way backwards to the door subtly, and casually said to Kyoya,

"right you can think what you want but...! well i gotta get to this appointment because as a commoner i can't afford a cancelation fee from the doctor! HAHAHA." she awkwardly came up with excuses and conversation to distract them until her hand touched the door handle. She yanked it down and swung the door open,

"BYE!" she shouted; slamming the door behind her, leaving all the hosts stunned into silence. a shared glance among them.

the crossdressing bloke sprinted down the halls, despite never being the most athletic, this was the fastest she'd ever run, she even skidded a few times on corners! badass.

Once she got to the doors, she barged them open with her shoulder and continued to run down the steps leading out the door, she undid her blazer and tied it around her waist, loosening her tie until it came off. her footsteps thumping on the tiled floors rapidly as she heard Tamaki shout after her screaming "WAIT! HARUHI!!" she was halfway down the path at this point, the gravel making her almost fall a few times but she quickly picked herself back up again. some students male and female blushing at the 'boy' changing while running extremely quickly.

the sound of a car engine could be heard, she panicked and miraculously ran even faster, hearing multiple sets of gravelly footsteps behind her made her panic and alarmed as she was hoping to avoid any confrontation. She skidded as she turned the corner around the fence, to keep herself stable she placed a hand on the cement to make sure she didn't fall, leaning on it as she rounded the gate seeing a car that she recognized in the distance, (y/n)!

she ran down the pavement, running past people who were drawn to the car, accidentally running into a woman and Haruhi apologised profusely.

She ran towards a crowd of people. people who were looking, not because of Haruhi's rush. Even people on the street were looking. not at Haruhi. people were covering their ears, not because of Haruhi. people were taking pictures, not of Haruhi.

they saw something sleek that looked jaw-dropping, it was attracting attention, it looked amazing and even sounded amazing, let alone expensive.

a Gordon Murray T.33, in white and reflective silver, it was stunning.

Anyway, it was a convertible and the hood was up, a girl that was no older than 17 was casually sat in the driver's seat with (y/h/c) hair as she had the sun visor mirror down applying the finish touches of mascara.

the (y/h/c) girl turned in the direction of where she heard running and a out of breath Haruhi who looked like she was being chased by a tall black-haired male and a set of twins lacking behind.

immediately the girl in the driver's seat pressed a button and the hood of the car retracted back into the boot/trunk of the car, she applied a lip balm while this went on, she was calm yet her girlfriend was getting chased by a bunch of men. she didn't give two shits. she knew they wont be an issue.

Haruhi jumped over the car door into the passenger seat with a hop, skip and a fucking jump. panting like there was no tomorrow and like she ran around the country twice at the very least. she looked at her girlfriend in panic as she was still applying lip balm, not even turning on the car to get ready to drive off, it was still in stationary.

"(your nickname!)" Haruhi shouted in desperation.

the boys were getting scarily close to the car and her girlfriend was meant to be a mystery! they couldn't let them find out she had a girlfriend which they already did, but it'd be so much worse if they found out who it was!

if they get caught they're done for!

"aaugh..." Haruhi threw her head back as she shook her head, accepting her fate that not even her lover could save her from this fate.

just as she had that thought,

you popped and smacked your lips together a few times, making sure the lip balm was evenly coating your lips. you snapped the cap back on, putting it into the side door of the car with a neutral expression.

your face then changed to a focused look, you cracked your knuckles and put your hand on the gearshift.

then, shifted the gearstick to automatic mode and the lights turned on in the car, it revved loudly and people cheered at the sound while some kids covered their ears at the loudness. with as much power as you could muster up, you put your foot on the pedal and pressed it to the metal as hard as you could.

the tires spun a few times as you stayed stationary; wobbling a bit as the tired made a squeaking sound and left marks in the road, but then the car shot off into the road, zooming away from the school going straight to 60mph casually building speed to 90mph! your girlfriend put on her seatbelt then she sat up in the car and stuck her hands in the air with a massive smile. this is why she missed her lover. She made her feel free.

the boys that were chasing Haruhi were left in the dust, even more shocked than normal, not even Kyoya was expecting that as he slowly walked up to the boys who wasted their effort in chasing her down.

"hm..." the male with glasses hummed.

back to the lovely couple,

"so haruuu, how was school?" you asked casually as you lowered the speed as there was no way the boys were still on your ass, going the speed limit to make sure there were no issues.

your girlfriend sighed, "some girls from this other school just kept flirting with me, trying to persuade me to join their school and their host club. I'm so done with it" she said in her normal voice.

the car sped up a bit at that comment then slowed right back down with a jolt, making Haruhi lunge forward a bit and turn her head to her girlfriend who was a bit wide eyed, holding the steering wheel tightly.

you slowly turned your head to Haruhi, keeping your eyes on the road until your face was pointing at her, then your eyes left the road and met her own eyes that showed worry.

"huh?" was all you could say.

"Don't worry, I whispered to them I'm taken....they didn't take it well...they thought it was with another member of the host club...."

you stared at Haruhi for a bit until you both jumped at a long, loud honk which was directed at you as you were now going too slow in the middle lane, you turned your eyes back to the road and drove properly only to squeak out a question,

"Fujioka....are you ashamed of me?" your grip on the wheel was faltering only for your worries to be soothed when she replied.

"oh god no. you're like the best thing I have in my life, other than dad." she said, not showing a care in the world. her head leaning on her hand as she absentmindedly looked outside of the window, watching as we sped by some stationary cars and trees.

you sighed a breath of relief.

"I just don't want people trying to be friends with me to try and get to you, and I'm not even talking about money." she said with a sarcastic eye-roll.

your heart swarmed at the consideration Haruhi had for you, that was her way of trying to be protective.

"I love you..."

Haruhi jumped slightly while turning her face to you, her cheeks only faintly pink because she was caught off guard.

"what's with that all of a sudden?" she said questioning your motive, though the comment wasn't unwelcome at all.

you chuckle to yourself then mutter a 'Never mind', you slowly increased your speed as you have a set time you were meant to arrive at the place you were surprising Haruhi with.

"Just let me treat my amazing girlfriend to something that's also amazing" you huffed as you moved your hand from the gearstick and placed it on top of Haruhi's hand which was resting on her lap, you stroked her hand with your thumb, she smiled softly at this and flipped her hand over so she could intertwine her fingers with yours.

"you don't have to y'know?" she retorted while smiling gently at you, observing every detail about your face, hair, smile, eyes, all of you.

you would never think that Haruhi would be a romantic sap but here she is, head over heels for someone who was always her shoulder to cry on when her mother passed, when times were rough, (y/n) always made sure to comfort her, she was good at it too. one second she could be shivering in fear from a lightning storm and the next she's doubled over and laughing her lungs out of her chest.

"again, Daffodil. i want too. anyways! we're gunna head to Tapas Molecular Bar. its about 10 minuets away from where we are now." you said with a wink.

"oh okay- WAIT WHAT?!" Haruhi reacted panicked as she knew damn well that place was expensive.

"nonononono!- I wont be able to afford that!"

you cut her off by clasping your free hand over her mouth.

"daffodil. I'm doing this for you. you do realise this is my 'I'm sorry' present because I missed your birthday?" you said with a frown, still beating yourself up over not telling your parents you couldn't go with them to Russia for business and celebrated with your girlfriend instead. but luckily Haruhi's friends celebrated with her which you were grateful for.

when will your parents realise it's your company not theirs? they treat it like it's their money.

she leant back in the car seat, hitting her head on the headrest in the process. "but (y/n)-" "No buts!" you said with a grin, going around a roundabout and pulling up to a services area and parking.

Haruhi looked at you confused, weren't you meant to be going to a Michelin restaurant?

"love, in the nicest way possible, I think you'd feel a smidge embarrassed if you went to a food place in your uncomfortable uniform" You already knew her question and giggled at her face.

"you don't have to if you want-"

she sighed, cutting you off. "no I see your point. do you have any clothes- of course you do." she rolled her eyes and you wrapped your arm around her seat and grabbed something from the backseats. you pulled out a folded pair of flared black trousers and a flowy white long-sleeve shirt. fashionable and androgynous.

you left the car and went around it, you opened the door for her to step out; clothes in hand. you shut the door behind her and clicked your car key to lock it.

walking in was simple for Haruhi, not for you. people were trying to get you to go in their shops as you looked like you had money to spend. some men hit on you but you scowled at them with disgust and they got angry and pissed off. leaving you alone.

you walked Haru to the bathrooms and kept a watch for any creeps. 2 tried and failed only to leave the building with 5 more bruises than when they came into the building.

Haruhi left the bathroom in her new set of clothes and you wolf-whistled, looking her up and down, apologising immediately after.

she smiled at you and walked out of the automatic sliding entrance doors, you snapping out of it and chasing after her.

getting back in your car, you finish the rest of the drive towards the restaurant. it was quiet as it was a weekday.

Haruhi and yourself sat in a secluded and quiet corner, not very visible to the public, she tried to order the cheapest thing on the menu but you quickly ordered some for her, seafood and a glass of lemonade/lemon soda with exotic berry flavouring while you ordered some other fancy shit that you know tastes damn good with a light cocktail to wash it down. (they didn't ask for ID in this place because you had to be an adult to book and it's pay upfront. they don't care)

Conversations were had between the both of you, laughs were shared and you just fell deeper in love with your girlfriend with every second. it seemed like she was feeling the same with you. some jokes from middle school were brought up which made you both cackle like witches, some problems currently happening were brought to the table and solutions and condolence were shared.

soon enough, the date was over, sadly. the very kind waiter that you two had today placed the cheque in the centre of the table, expecting the bill to be split. you snatched it quickly before Haruhi put some money in, you wrote down the payment of  ¥50,400 (£274.79, $348.76, or €405.10)

Haruhi was left with her hand reaching out to thin air going to grab the cheque before it got snatched with a shocked smile on her face, she didn't even see the price yet but she knew damn well the price was high. she'd pay for the tip at least-

"here, your tip ma'am" your soft voice said to the kind woman.

damn, you beat Haruhi to it. wait... that's a wad of cash! no way! that's more than 15%!

she felt herself die a little inside as you stood with the waiter thanking you profusely and bowing.

you grabbed Haruhi from her seat and rushed her to the car, once again opening the door for her, being a gentlewoman. you drove off back to her home, on the way, however, you forgot to buy dessert at the restaurant! shitballs!

you did some quick thinking and drove across a small stall along a road, pulling over to park somewhere quickly, you jumped out of the car, leaving Haruhi in and locking it. she just sat there confused as she watched you run away.

less than 5 minuets later, you were running back to the car with two large ice creams in your hands, you unlocked your car with difficulty and Haruhi rolled down a window and grabbed the both of them, you then sat in your car, clinking your ice creams with little smiles.

you gazed into her eyes as your hand didn't move, she started brutally attacking her ice cream like it owed her money, usually its the other way around.

she noticed you staring at her so she turned to you and tilted her head in confusion and innocence. you leaned over to her side of the seat and softly kissed her lips, her breath hitched and eyes widened only for her to melt like your ice cream. her lips were cold because of the sweet treat which largely contrasted yours as you hadn't even made a start on it yet. she was pushing you back a bit by pressing her lips firmly back onto yours, so you weren't leaning over her; straining your neck and you both enjoyed it.

you pulled away from her as her lips had warmed a bit and coincidently so did her cheeks, you smiled at your accomplishment at making her look more cute than normal, starting on your melting ice cream.

the silence was deafening for a minute or two, then both of you broke out into a fit of giggles, it always feels like your first time whenever you kiss her, I'm guessing it's the same for her but it just adds to the cuteness.

you finished your ice cream as it was basically liquid yet hers was still in her cone, you felt jealous. eyeing up her ice cream that was somehow by some miracle solid, you leaned your head on her shoulder, slowly shuffling your head closer and closer to her ice cream until she sighed and just put it in front of your mouth.

a bright look crossed your face as you stuck your tongue out and scooped a bit out of the cone. savouring the sweetness, you relax yourself back on her shoulder. She chuckled at what you thought was your pure stupidity. but to her; adorableness.

she turned her head to face you whilst your eyes were shut. they only opened once more when you felt her put her lips on your own, you let out a startled hum only for you to close your eyes again and place a hand on her cheek, now savouring her instead of the treat. this kiss lasted a long time, you were no where near complaining, you just remembered you had a deadline you had to bring your girlfriend home to. you shot up from her shoulder as well as her lips unfortunately and checked the time.

10 MINUETS TO GET HER BACK OR YOURE D E A D .

"shit! sorry Haru! i gotta get you back your dads gunna kill me!!!"

you started up the car and almost sped to her apartment, barely dodging a few tickets here and there but you made it in one piece. you parked your car and opened the door for your beautiful soulmate and held her hand, walking her up the stairs.

just as you got to the door, you noticed something. of course it wouldn't be a classic date if you got ice cream and you didn't clear ice cream off her face., you rolled your eyes at the cliché antics of how the world worked.

in the illuminated hallway Infront of her door, you said "Haruhi, don't move please"

you leaned down and pecked the side of her mouth, clearing away the remaining ice cream. she looked at you with wide eyes and then pouted at you.

"oh c'mon...how could you miss?" she retorted with sarcasm, you were confused so this time it was your turn to tilt your head in questioning, only for her to grab your cheek and go on her tippy toes to plant the softest peck onto your lips, your face turns red at the display of affection as you were very under prepared for that, your mind was scrambled as she rubbed your cheek and chuckled, she tuned away towards her door and yanked down the handle, shouting a " DAD! I'm hoommee!!"

she walked through the door, giving you a wink before she got glomped by her father and closed the door on impact.

you strode back to your car and headed for the location called home which was all your property by the way, your parents just claim it's theirs despite the fact you paid for it.

as soon as you left, you were unaware of the group watching you drop her off back home, most were left stunned for multiple reasons, for the fact Haruhi was so happy for once, it seemed genuine. she seemed different, she managed to get someone romantically and finally, someone was crying because his "daughter" was no longer pure.

despite how hard he tried, kyoya couldn't find out a single thing about you...the only one who matched your description was the self-made billionaire child prodigy who originated from the United Kingdom and travelled globally for work, named (y/n) (l/n). there was no way....she could shut all of their companies down as a host club and their parents in one collaboration... how did Haruhi get with someone like her?

your thoughts on your drive home and for the rest of the night were, 'how in the hell did I get with someone as great as Haruhi?...'

part 2 here part 2

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Ciel Phantomhive x reader

This is kinda angsty, okay maybe not kinda- a LOT. But it gets sweeter at the end <3

Song fic, gladiator by jann

Ciel walked into the manor that has recently been suspected of human trafficking, as well as being a brothel.

"Welcome to the party, say hi to everybody"

The owner of the manor showed signs of distress seeing the earl of Phantomhive walk through his doors, knowing if word gets out about his sales, his entries enterprise will fall to shambles. but its a bit too late for that, he doesn't know this yet however...

"Hello! Lord Phantomhive! I see you have a keen eye for entertainment!" The elderly man relaxed a bit, not seeing anyone come with the earl. Coming to the conclusion that the earl is indeed here for entertainment purposes and trying to keep it on the down low, despite being a minor.

"Mmm..." the earl hummed in acknowledgement, the respect for this old man flew out of the window when he walked through the manor doors, seeing women sitting on men's laps, dancing on stages, wrapping themselves around poles, some more happy to do so than others.

The earl moved to a seat, it wasn't as comfortable as the ones at his manor but knows now's not the time to be picky. The elder man from before seemed to be rushing around, disappearing for a moment behind doors, only to reveal himself through the same doors later but this time, a young teenage girl at the elders heels, dressed provokingly but having cuffs around her wrist with a choker around her neck, it had a metal piece in the front and It looked like the skin under it was a bit red, the man hands her an alcoholic drink and ushers her to the earl of Phantomhive.

"Paid for by martini but they're sippin on Bacardi. Body's more than just the flesh you can sell it for success."

She hands Ciel the drink with shaky hands, the shackles looked heavy. Ciel turned his head to the door, watching disgusting men walk out, with a leash in their hand and a sickening smile on their face. Girls tears falling from their eyes like they were drowning in their sorrow. Some were fighting back, only for the men holding their leashes to press a button on the handle, the girls freeze and scream, falling to the floor in pain and losing hope for their escape, reminding them they'll never be free again.

"What's your price? What's your address? We can finish at my place."

The women on poles are dancing with shaky moves, men wolf whistling at them and laughing, throwing money that the women aren't allowed to pick up. Some men taunting them and attempting to allure them with their riches, shouting

"Come with me sweetheart! I could take ya all over the world! And I can make ya see 'eaven!" The monsters laugh as women are brought to tears while some seem to be motivated, this is sick.

"Ever been to Bali? I really need some sun.

Such a shame bout that tsunami, I'll have to go to Cali.

I can get you dressed, wrap your body in excess.

Give them something to obsess over. "

You were grabbed by the man known as the dealer. the asshole who runs this entire thing; shoving you to stand next to a pole, tears pricking your eyes. Despite the fact you were basically a slave and a kid, Ciel felt drawn to you. Maybe because you were one of the youngest here? He definitely thought you were attractive that he couldn't deny, however he felt horrible for your situation.

You grasped at your neck as volts went through you, this was your punishment for standing still for too long. Its cruel and degrading; not something a lady with a pure heart should ever go through.

" you'll love it when I give it to you leave you wanting more.

I know your addictions attention, let's start the show.

Is it everything and more that you were hoping for? "

You stabilised yourself, grabbing on the pole and started circling it, posing suggestively, moving your legs in ways that you were taught to bring customers in. Spread them, but don't show anything costly. Make them pay for it.

Money was thrusting at you, as well as degrading complements and insults. You were the main star on stage, men of all ages we ogling a teenagers ripe body, unblemished, tight...

You saw in the corner of your eye, the old man that's the head of this joint glare at you. You gulped in fear, hearing the words behind his glare.

" show us something we ain't never seen before. "

You pulled yourself up onto the pole, going upside down while spinning, using your legs to do flips, you were drowning the men below you in sights they're now drooling like rabid dogs over. One thought was going through your mind. Survive. If you don't get attention, you're killed.

" SMASH YOUR COMPATITION, BABY!

SHOW US SOME GOOD ENTERTAINMENT!"

Money is being hurled at your feet, men running up to the man who owns your life, trying to strike deals but all inevitable, you're price was something only the highest noble could have. Close to royalty. Men looked defeated, but the man who owns you looked at you with an evil grin at the cash you're not allowed to touch.

" victory's your only payment... "

Men started shouting and moaning your name as they started pleasuring themselves to your dance, tears were pouring down your face as ciel himself watched in horror.

" Gladiator! gladiator!~~ "

(the song is done now)

You wanted to scream. Cry. Beg. But no avail. You were never going to get out of this.. he owned your life after all. you kept dancing, you were panting now as you movements sped up along to the beat of the music in the background. you weren't the only one, women who were fighting for there lives were trying to catch up to you, trying to match your moves, energy, agility and try entrance customers so they wont be killed off for low popularity, but they're either too injured or too old, they're not as agile as a teenager.

some men were hypnotised and only focused on you, some were looking at the other women, some where trying to get up on stage and touch you, you just had to let them. your eyes drifted to the door, noticing some customers leaving, you recall them being interested in you, now suddenly they left.

'shit no no nono NONONO-'

your body jolted, men cheered as your body twitched, seemingly mimicking an orgasm, in reality, you just got shocked with 100 volts. you screamed and men took that as encouragement, your tears falling down your face and the audience loved it, all eyes were on you as you were being electrocuted through that damn collar. the music calmed for a minute, providing you a split second to breath, your chest heaving as tears still slid down your cheeks, your hope slowly diminishing at this disgusting display.

as you took a deep breath, your eyes made contact with the boy from earlier, he seemed pissed. oh god, if he leaves because of my bad serving skills, he'll beat me, the dealer... he wont stop this time to save any cash that comes from my body...

he was walking away....HE WAS WALKING AWAY!... your eyes widened in horror of another customer loss, you'll be punished!

wait... he's walking to the dealer...why...why is that old man smiling like that...?

the dealers eyes turned to me with an evil glint making me fearful...oh this is going to hurt... crap no please...god help me! I cant!

the man storms up to you and roughly grabs your shoulder, that boy! he must have complained to the dealer about me! nonono! please god save me!

the man is aggressively dragging you by the shoulders to the table that the boy is sat at, is he....giving me the chance to repent? I CAN APOLOGIZE?! I might not get beaten!

you were sat next to the blue haired boy with no complaints, maybe you could make him flustered and forgive you?! this could save your ass!

the man started to whisper in your ear, "keep him. he's good. and don't you dare.." his growling sent a shiver down your spine, tears pricked your eyes at the threat. normally you wouldn't cry at such simple words, but that was his warning of your life or your death.

the dealer walked off, limping his way to one of the more busty older women and grabbed them by the arm, dragging her into a room with him that you've seen so many times, only for her to cry and beg, attempting to escape her impending doom. you watched this, fear and concern filling your body, not for yourself but for the poor woman, she was his favourite.

you snapped back to the earl you were meant to be entertaining today, he did request you then showing he wanted you. he wasn't reporting you, he was requesting you! he was very cute now that your panic subsided. no body could request you now as your schedule is full with this kid. must come from money.

"H-Hello sir, may i inquire as to what your name is?.." your voice was quiet in a place like this, that might have been because of the crying but who cares, tears come later, survival first.

"i am earl Ciel Phantomhive. the owner of the Funtom company. i requested you to do nothing but give me information." the boy said lowly, trying to keep his motives on the down low to everyone but you.

Ciel Phantomhive?....Ciel Phantomhive?! the queens guard dog!

you've never been one to believe in a thing such as hope but here you were, seeing a halo around the young earl sat before you.

this was the worst spot to discuss how to discard this old man known as the dealer.

you gently placed your hand on his that was reaching for his teacup. you shook your head to say don't. he looked at you with a glare of "How fucking dare you touch me." while he was deciding to curse you out nonverbally, you flicked your eyes to the teacup he was reaching for and back to his eye that was not covered by an eyepatch, shaking your head once more.

his eyes flickered with recognition and they widened, darting to the cup that was peacefully in front of him, without your hint, he never knew his Ceylon tea would have been laced with something.

you pick up the cup and sneakily tip it in the plant pot with a fake plant in it, to give the impression the earl drank it. you made eye contact with the earl once more, sceptically looking around to see if anyone was watching.

shit. someone was.

the dealer came back and he was smiling evilly at your situation.

'ah shit. that could work' you think to yourself.

time to put that mask back on.

your eyes turned into false seductiveness. while maintaining your innocent iconic Ness that you're known for. you pushed yourself off of the chair you were sat uncomfortably on, moving slowly and 'alluringly' towards the bluenette. he looked confused at your sudden change in behaviour from skittish and shy to seductive? he couldn't lie to himself, you were stunning, he could tell lots of other men otherwise referred to as customers were eyeing you up and some were eyeing up your price tag on the board of girls available. sick.

a blush dusted itself onto Ciel's cheeks as you continued approaching him, he couldn't tell if it was fake but he was here for work, he couldn't take advantage of a supposed hostage. he thought to himself this way and shook his head as if to rid him of these thoughts.

you finished your approach and with that, you bent over to be face to face with Ciel, his face was pink and he looked away bashfully because he's never been fucking seduced before.

you smirk at this but you try to get back to the task at hand. you sit on the boy's lap, he was gradually turning more flushed however that all flew out of the window as you leaned into his ear and started whispering, afterwards licking his ear very obviously to show to the dealer you were doing your work, nothing else.

all that was heard in the background was men screaming your stage name which repulsed you... you were under the age of consent for fuck's sake.

"HOW MUCH FOR ONE NIGHT WITH THE GLADIATOR?!"

"I'LL BUY 'ER!"

"GLADIATOR FOR A NIGHT!"

can't those pigs just keep their traps shut?!

suddenly, the earl's eyes widen and he pushes you gently off him, gesturing for you to get off of him, he starts coughing, which turns into hacking, evolving to gagging and him falling off of his chair, you immediately rush to his side and glance at the dealer who looks pissed, waving you away, leaving the earl in your care.

you wrap an arm around the earls waist and make him wrap an arm around your neck to hoist him up, making him able to walk/stumble.

you walk/drag him to your assigned room, the coughing still being consistent with the gagging sounding more wet, as though vile was creeping up his throat.

as soon as the door shuts when you enter the room: all coughing ceases, the gagging stops and the earl looks at you bored.

"I- I didn't take you for such an incredible actor my lord...." you said with an impressed tone, a smile gracing your lips.

the earl sat on the bed with a thump, springing up and down, testing the elasticity with a done expression. whilst you looked at him slightly bewildered, he just looked at you nonchalant,

"you asked my to put on a show. i needed to act ill. i played the part, simple as that. now what did you want to tell me so desperately in a secluded place. ill ask about what was in my tea afterwards." he looked at you, looming forwards with a serious face.

you took a deep breath and locked to door.

"every woman in this facility is a captured slave. we were all victims of kidnappings, some from other countries. again, there are different types of products. American dreamers, spicey Latinas, cherry blossoms, union girls, and the other categories. we're all separated by looks, ethnicity, and race. human trafficking; the documents are in the Dealer's draw-"

"The Dealer's?" you were pressed.

"the leader of this whole shebang. The master, the ruler, you name it. he calls the shots. he makes to orders.

take him down and this place will vanish. there'll be no more fresh meat as the only reason they're coming in is by blackmail only he knows. the people he's getting these 'products' from are being forced for survival.

he keeps everyone under his nail with either fear, pain, beatings, or this fucking collar!"

just as you say that, you start to pull at the collar, trying to get it off despite it being the millionth fruitless attempt.

"stop that!" the earl shouts as he see's the electrical burns underneath the collar that were shown by your struggle.

"if you do manage to take it off, it will most likely send not only a notification to the owner but also shock you with a paralysing amount of electricity at least!" he said sternly.

well, he wasn't fucking wrong. you got it off once during a beating, but the dealer was so caught up in punishing you he didn't hear the quiet alarm in his pocket, emanating from the controller.

"*ahem* what was in my tea?"

you leaned against the door that was now locked so if someone came looking for the pair of you, it would be a hopeless search.

" most likely either an aphrodisiac such as Red ginseng or a deathly poison such as arsenic, which is what I'm guessing it was because of the reaction it had with the fake plant, it had a chemical reaction.

The immediate symptoms of acute arsenic poisoning include vomiting, abdominal pain, and diarrhoea. Not to fucking mention these are followed by numbness and tingling of the extremities, muscle cramping, and death, in extreme cases.

that's why I told you to act like you had food poisoning"

" *sigh* what else do you need to know earl?"

"do you want to work at my manor when I set you free from these binds?" he asked quietly, almost in a whisper.

you stood by the door shocked, tears pricked your eyes at the thought of freedom. a second chance even!

the more you looked at the boy in shock, the more you noticed a blush dust his cheeks, his eyes kept flicking back to you then looking away once more, only to do this repeatedly.

screams were heard on the other side of the door, screams that sounded like they were laced with fear and terror, the epiphany of fright. sounds of something ripping and sounds of liquid spilling everywhere. these screams sounded like screams of pussies. like the screams of men.

you jumped away from the door in horror as the cacophony of screams echoed throughout the room, meanwhile, the earl was just sat on the bed looking up at the ceiling in wonder.

"do you have an answer?" he said bashfully.

"HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU ASK THAT WHEN IS SOUNDS LIKE A WAR IS GOING ON OUT THERE?!" you shouted with a shaky voice, turning to face the door and backing away from it.

your feet hit the bed and you fell down to sit next to ciel. he turned to you with a small fake smile,

"that's just my butler taking care of the aftermath of a closed case. nothing to be frightened of." he gently placed his hand atop yours in a soothing gesture, your body wasn't shaking as much knowing that you were apparently on the winning side.

silence passed as both of you sat on the bed, the earl's grasp on your hand tightened whenever you flinched at a few particularly loud screams of pain, soon enough, the noises subsided and all that was left was the sounds of running of soft feet, like women patting the ground, women heaving and slamming the front door open, the sound of their escape.

for the first time that night, a genuine smile graced your face, and Ciel the same, only because you showed you were able to recover.

"yes."

"pardon?" Ciel asked confused at your sudden vocalisation.

"my answer to your question"

you turned to face him with a soft smile, you leaned forward to his face and the earl leaned back as his face went red, you managed to reach him though. you pecked his cheek softly.

"is yes..."

you forgot that the earl was still holding your hand, your face then turned red as he interlocked your fingers together and placed his forehead against yours.

"you can be my footwoman." he says with a chuckle.

so you'd be with him every day, everywhere and all the time.

two teenagers with each other constantly who are each other's type of interest. what could possibly go wrong? That was the beginning of a very prosperous relationship

this is the song, enjoy.<3

PLEASEPLEASEPLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS MY LOVES, IM POSTING THESE ON AO3 AS WELL MUAH

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All I'm thinking is public school arc 😭

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Ciel Phantomhive x reader

He wants a kiss but you pull a little lipstick prank ♡ 3k words

you finish adding the little details to your soft make-up look, finessing it with the setting powder and now smacking your lips as you coat them with a seemingly clear lipstick, you need to take action fast as not only would your plans setup reveal itself, but your victim may never trust you again. OR better yet, leave the building. You stood after finishing applying all of your makeup and your special lipstick.

Walking to Ciel's study, you feel your lips tingle as you use your pocket mirror, seeing your lips become slightly juicier. You can't tell that you've got makeup, which is a gift from God. While doing your final touch-ups on the way with your mini hand mirror, you arrived at Ciel's study.

Hehehehe... time to start some shit...

You knocked politely but on the contrary, just opened the doors straight after; waltzing into a boy who was cosplaying a pirate, glaring at your soul but not telling you to leave him alone, more or so just annoyed you didn't kiss him first or something. You sat your phat ass on his desk and started swinging your legs to and fro, admiring your earls pretty yet grumpy face. He continued to try and focus on his work however that was cut short as his eyes kept drifting to you, your pretty frame sat on his desk, out of his way. But even as you're out of his way physically, you are the biggest distraction in his head, God you made his head light, but heavy thoughts of you kept him from feeling alone.

The bluenette pushed himself and his papers away from his desk and leaned back, sighing in exasperation as his lover's presence somehow made him crave physical attention.

"Yes, love?" He asked, his one-eyed self looking at you with a soft gaze giving you a look of curiosity.

"C'mere sweetie" you said (PLEASE DONT CRINGE, YOURE SAYING IT IN A WHINEY VOICE) gently as you opened your arms for the earl to give you a hug. He does as you command and stands up sluggishly but drags his feet to you, sat on the edge of the desk, you separate your legs so you can be closer as you two hug. the boy groaned in fake annoyance as he wrapped his arms around your waist, bending down so he could bury his face in the crevice between your shoulder and neck. Just from the contact alone, you felt a small smile appear on the earl's face in your neck. it enlarged as you wrapped your arms around his neck and shoulders.

you softly placed your lips on his neck with a clear lipstick mark being left to fill the empty space where your lips were. At this point he was melting into your embrace, the earl sinking more and more into you, You pepper kisses all over his neck, managing to get a clean mark on his crisp white shirt collar, you slowly started moving the kisses up his neck to his jaw, his eyes were closed with a content smile gracing his lips, sighs leaving his mouth as his body is practically a ragdoll in your hands, he opened his eyes that were half lidded with love and gratitude, placing one of his hands on your cheek, moving it so your lips are right across each other. The earl's eyes flickered from your gaze to your lips that were glossed, kissable and alluring. He pondered if it was a good idea to fall into a rabbit hole of affection just before he has a meeting with a new client. His thoughts exactly.

"fuck it." (his thought not mine)

he dove straight in and pulled you so your lips collided, you squeaked as you now felt mean and guilty as your plan was working so well. However you melted into the sweet kiss as Ciel's face was scarlet as you pulled away, he coughed into his hand to hide his embarrassment from his partner. you moved your hand up to his face and started wiping off the clear lipstick the was making his lips shimmer, ridding him of some embarrassment later on. you place one last kiss on his cheek, while his face gradually kept heating up that he didn't even notice the lipstick residue.

you talked for a little while about his work and about his clientele and about what this meeting will be based on, you learned this is a close client who Ciel has met many a time. that's good. this wont be too embarrassing.

You take note that the lipstick marks that only left behind a clear residue are now a transparent pink, barely noticeable, even if you strained your eyes.

Another few minutes go by and Ciel has to bid you farewell as his meeting was about to commence. You nuzzle your head into his hair and his face flushes at your affection, he stands from his chair while you lean against his desk. despite being his lover for a few years now, he still gets flustered over the little thing...how cute!!

as he was walking out of the door, the lipstick was dried. this'll be fun.

you tailed the boy from a distance as his butler paused for a moment when collecting his master, not only did he notice you following the both of them; that he could easily brush off; but the unnoticeable kiss marks of a lipstick.... that's a gradual thermal reactant lipstick, it takes a while to show the true pigmentation, but of course, Sebastian sensed it. The demon had a smile on his face, knowing your plan. He understood and wanted to have a laugh himself, seeing ciel in a state always brought a chuckle out of him and a wheeze out of you. This was surely going to be good.

The earl and his butler walked into the meeting, pride emanating off of the boy with an eyepatch.

The earl greeted his contractor, sitting down in the chair at the end of the table to show his authority.

That was about to be swiped from him in no more than five minutes.

One minute went by.....

The lipstick started to turn a pale transparent pink, if you saw Ciel in the right light, you would notice it indefinitely. Ciel looked as stoic as ever, being serious and impending. Leaving no room for trickery or deception.

Two minutes went by....

The lipstick was shiny, it was a darker pink now, the contractor noticed some slight discolouration on the earl, maybe he had bruises, but they weren't there before? Best not to ask, he could completely cut ties if he finds it insulting.

Three minutes went by...

The contractor; Mr. Whitley's lips were pressed together, trying to cover a small smile as he notices that the pink marks now faded into a light red, this must have been without the earls knowledge as he seems to be as dominant in the conversation as ever, acting on his high horse.

Four minutes went by....

The room was a bit lighter as the sun came out from its hiding spot amongst the grey clouds, it illuminated the young earls fact, the marks were more visible now in their light red pinkish colour, they were kiss marks...

Mr. Whitley leaned back in his chair to rest his elbow on the arm rest, he used his hand to cover his mouth that had a large smile.

'Oh how this little earl has grown.' He thought

Five minutes went by...

The marks were a deep red, some were very faint marks that were a smeared red, obviously attempted to be wiped off. So the misses planned this ay?

Mr. Whitley released a deep chuckle as he shook his head.

"Does my offer amuse you Mr. Whitley?..." the earl said in his ominous tone that would send chills down anyone's spine if they knew what he was capable of, but now? It just made it even funnier. The earl felt nothing but disrespect from the man as they had been close friends for a while, was he really mocking him right now?

"No, no sir, its just...I can see your misses cares for you very dearly..." the man said with a chuckle.

Ciel's glared hardened as you got brought into the conversation.

"Leave."

"W-wait! M-my lord!-"

"Do not bring my spouse into business interactions or I will treat it as a threat to her safety. Sebastian, show him the way out." The earl stood from his desk as the butler smiled and bowed.

As the butler walked down the hallway with Mr. Whitley; the man spoke up.

"Are you really not going to tell your master about his appearance?.." he asked the man hesitantly.

"Why on earth would I? This was miss (last name)'s plan after all." The butler responded coolly as if it were a daily occurrence.

"Well he might diminish our contract out of paranoia for his fiancé.." the man uttered worriedly as he was worried about the young earl as a friend.

Sebastian took note of the tone of his voice, recognising the consideration of the blue haired boy.

"Do not fret sire, he will come to realize and send an apology to your doorstep soon enough." The demon responded with a chuckle as he opened the door for him to leave.

The man looked at the butler and nodded in thanks for the hospitality, exiting through the door, closing it behind him; Sebastian chuckled.

'just how long will it take for him to realize?'

the grumpy earl had sent off one of his close acquaintances due to being disrespected. that was the last thing he was hoping for today, he only just had a good time with his fiancé after all. god somehow he misses her and it hasn't even been an hour yet. aahhh the power of love 😔

he was thinking to himself on how everyone in the manor for the past few minutes has been looking at him and giggling, all of them in fact. minus Tanaka with his 'hohoho'ing.

what? did something come undone? WAS HIS FLY DOWN?!

the boy discretely looked down and checked, seeing that the zip was at the top. a sigh of relief left his lips. this left him to his thoughts, why was everyone making a mockery of him today? is it some sort of rebellion phase? does he just look silly? maybe his hair is messy, is his tie undone?

he looked down at his collar to check if his little bow that you did for him this morning came undone, it was still in pristine condition, huh, so's the lipstick too, nice red. he looked back up and tried harder to think of a reason.

WAIT....WHAT?

he snapped his head back to his collar, seeing a bold red lipstick kiss mark on his collar.

you weren't wearing lipstick before when you two kissed! how?! how did this show up?! is that why everyone was looking at him strangely?!

he picked up the pace of his walk towards a bathroom which had a rather large mirror in it.

he gawked as the image before him was far more worse than he ever could of imagined. his face was covered. in. your. kiss. marks.

the earl took a deep breath and shouted at the top of his lungs for the entire manor to hear,

"(Y/N)!!!!!!!!!"

his face was nearly as red as the lipstick that covered his lips, cheeks, neck and collar, dear god its like you painted him in red. he heard soft footsteps and hushed giggles from down the hallway, soon after hearing a gentle tapping at the door, this wasn't his bedroom but a bathroom.

he swung the door wide open with his cheeks growing in heat by the passing second, grabbing your arm and pulling your giggling form into the room.

Ciel pointed at his face and looked exasperated as he asked in a whiney childish voice, "what did you do (Y/n)?!"

you couldn't help but giggle harder as the little earl was ensnared in your trap of affection.

"want more, sweetheart?-"

"no!" the earl; if he could, blushed harder. he turned to the mirror and started wiping and scrubbing at his face with the cloth beside the sink, turning on the tap, letting the water run as he dampened the towel, trying his best to get it off.

you know your pity would get the best of you as you predicted, you were right. you were grateful to your past self that the lipstick didn't stain the skin and was not waterproof.

"here, Ciel. let me do it..." You gently pulled the cloth away from his face, not liking how aggressive he was with his scrubbing, his skin looked irritated. but not nearly how irritated the boy was with you however.

he pouted as you softly wiped off the lipstick, covering the cloth in a dark red that would definitely wash out. the earl was still pouting even though he was cleared of the red make-up.

he grumbled out a question directed at you, still grumpy but he could never hold anything against the love of his life.

"How did you do it? you weren't wearing any back then..." he was blushing recalling his bold actions prior to his meeting.

"well...I got a new lipstick that gained pigmentation the longer it's worn, I just happened to kiss you" you say sarcastically and roll your eyes, booping him on his cute little nose; resulting in him scrunching his face a bit. god, he was so adorable.

"well throw it away. it may have been funny to you but it was embarrassing. I'm making Sebastian bin them all. no arguments." he said, shaking his head still blushing faintly.

you chuckle softly at your lover's embarrassment and cherished his face. you grab him by the chin, making him face you. you brought the cloth to your lips and wiped off the remaining lipstick on your face. you pulled the cheap lipstick out of your pocket and threw it with surprisingly very accurate aim into the bin in the room. you stroked Ciel's cheek and looked into his eyes.

"see? no lipstick this time... can I?..."

the boy was almost as red as your previous lipstick, nodding softly and trying to look away, only for his chin to get picked back up by you as you brought your faces closer, closing the gap between you, kissing him softly and sweetly, hoping to make this moment last.

the earl's face relaxed as you kissed him innocently. wrapping his arms around your waist as he returned your love, pulling away you both smiled, gosh. The Ciel Phantomhive smiling? the world is ending. tell my mum I love her.

the roles were now reversed as you were putty in the blue-haired male's arms, eagerly accepting any type of affection from him like a deprived puppy.

the earl paused, realising the situation you were in, showing such affection in a bathroom is dastardly. disgusting.

he grabbed your wrist gently, leading you out of the room, not a single objection leaving your lips as you followed your lover blindly through the hallways, apparently he was walking to his bedroom, was it late at night? was it time to retire for the day?

you managed to pass a grandfather clock along the way, 7:30 in the afternoon. hm...so he wants an early night with you. that's sweet.

as he reached his bedroom doors, he flicked his eyes back to you, giving you a warm, soft and small smile to calm you if you were thinking anything.

he pulled you through, throwing you a nightshirt, expecting you to get changed in the bathroom. no words were exchanged but a silent conversation took place. one explaining that your spending the night. cuddles were apart of the package deal.

both of you were now in your nightshirts, very comfortable and thin fabric for breathability and softness. peak. the earl was led down in his massive ass bed, pulling back the heavy duvet, wide enough for you to get in and pull it over yourself. this was on the inside of the earl so you'd be spooned by him as you led down. your face was dusted pink at the innocent gesture.

as you got into the bed, you felt him shuffle closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist once more, snuggling into your neck seeking the comfort of your warmth. your body relaxed as you were held, normally it's you being the big spoon because of his small stature but today was an exception.

Ciel entangled his legs with yours, feeling tired but awake, he started a conversation that was barely above a whisper.

"so why did you leave all of that on me?.."

you responded back, turning around to face the earl, still being encircled in his arms, both of his eyes were visible. you stared mesmerised or even hypnotised by the blue and lilac colouring.

"how could I not let everyone know how much I'm in love with you?..."

your whisper was so soft it sounded almost as though you mouthed it, but the earl heard it loud and clear, his heart hammering in his chest at your words. he strained upwards and kissed your forehead with a featherlike touch.

"Maybe next time I should do the same, but make it last a week or two..." the earl said innocently, despite the fact your mind went to the gutter, thinking of love bites when he meant one of the lipstick stains or permanent ink.

you squeaked and buried your head in his chest embarrassed about your mind drifting down to the gates of hell because this boy had the least dirty mind out of the two of you, you felt bad.

several minutes later, the boy twitched as he finally came to the realisation of your thought process, feeling ashamed of not only how long it took for him to discover the secret meaning behind your flusteredness but how he worded his statement, he groaned and buried his face in your hair.

"T-That's now what I meant-"

"I know." you squeaked out. your body now succumbing to the urge of sleep, he really was comfortable and comforting.

"I love you..." you mumbled as you felt yourself drift off to a land of dreams, the only thing keeping you in the real world being your partner, you weren't leaving till he joined you.

Ciel also closed his eyes and cuddled you closer as he started to drift of too. his voice grumbly and low.

"I love you too angel...."

both of you were no longer awake but both of you had smiles on your faces, subconsciously you both loved the presence of your partner even in the world of dreams.

♡ Thanks for reading lovelies ♡

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Joanne Harcourt x fem reader

Joanne helps you with your English homework and let's you know, he knows you're actually a girl, turns out he doesn't care about gender!🤷🏼‍♀️

also, here is an ASMR of Joanne that I made that this story is based on

Footsteps were heard along the cement path as the Scarlet Fox House dormitory for the third year’s door opened. The footsteps continued as the door shut behind it.

A casual hello and greeting were exchanged between the normal students and a blonde sweetheart, all soft smiles and lovey-dovey eyes directed at the very well-known prefect's drudge.

He really was Cole's replacement; he was just as pretty if not far more. However, he was dependable and kind, caring and sweet, he would never harm a soul. Must have gotten that gentle nature from his two older sisters I suppose.

Despite being a kind soul, he was also independent. Him going to Weston collage often reminded you of a baby bird leaving the nest for the first time, spreading its wings at Weston.

The blonde made his way through the years of said collage with only a few hiccups, but he was loved no less, he was friendly with all, well, minus Cole.

As he opens the doors to his room, entering with a soft click behind him, the doors shut. He dragged his feet to his bed which was relatively comfortable. It was far better than what he had as a first year. Damn, he can feel his back aching just thinking about it. It must have been a stone slab covered by a sheet; it was rock solid!

He sat down with an umf as he sighed, feeling the soft texture. for the next few seconds, he was cursing out the education system for their ways of punishment as he gained a Y for not being able to stop Kadar from infiltrating Sapphire Owl House's dormitory.

his thoughts came to a halt as something crossed his mind. something that had been bothering him for a while. He was worried. Worried about one of his dorm roommates.

He built quite the relationship with them as they always tried to help him in any way they could, whether it be with his drudge duties even though he tried to refuse, you always did small things for him that really helped him out.

'I'm worried...I haven't seen them recently...' He thought to himself, Joanne sat on his bed wondering if you were okay, he knew that the year group had an English examination due soon, he wasn't exactly sure how soon but he knew it was coming up. All that could be said was that nearly have the year group was stressed like the dickens.

He specifically recalled how you had a large pile of work on your desk, also remembering how you had missed lunchtime to continue with your work. You would get ill at this rate! he was paranoid about your health mentally and physically.

you've been awfully quiet around school, intentionally or not he still felt as though you were ostracizing yourself from not only the entirety of the school but him as well. he missed you in all fairness.

he knew if he said anything to one of the boys in the school, he would become an outcast again, he couldn't be known for having romantic feelings for another boy let alone one of his closest friends.

while he was off in his own world; thinking of how to comfort you, the door opened, revealing you who was dressed in the Weston college uniform, your hair kept up in a wig but the same colour as your natural hair (if you had parts dyed include them too), your face was very feminine but nobody here could talk, Cole had the face of a teenage girl while Harcourt himself looked like he came out of a freshly printed magazine cover for women to dress like men. you were never judged for that.

you walked in through the doors and closed them behind you, hearing the same click from before but your head snapped to the blonde you treasured ever so much as he called out to you.

"O-Oh! hi! I was just thinking about you!" he said with a soft smile that made your heart melt, you turned your head away to hide your face as you were struggling to compose yourself at his innocence. Joanne panicked at your negligence, feigning that you were upset by what he said,

"All good things! All good things! don't worry!" he said urgently as you turned back to face him, he felt a bit more at ease as you were no longer annoyed, he presumed at least.

Joanne went on to voice his thoughts to you as you once again tried to bury your own grave in work. god, you would be suffocating in it if it weren't for the fact you had draws to put them in instead.

"I've just been a bit...worried..." he turned his head to the side and scratched his cheek as he was bashful for admitting it.

"you've been almost distant with everyone! including me..." he sounded like a kicked puppy as he looked down.

you looked up from your work and softly gazed at the nervous boy as he was showing genuine concern for you.

"I'm sorry Harcourt- I- well it's just- *sigh* I don't really have the time physically and metaphorically..." you responded, your voice hoarse as you hadn't been talking much today. ironic because it was the English-speaking examination that was stressing you out the most.

He looked at you with heartfelt eyes as he heard your voice, this *was* damaging you physically. you needed help. this time, he wanted to help you.

"Do you want to tell me what's wrong? I'm willing to help you in any way I can! I just want to be of use to you (last name)….I really...don't like seeing you like this...." his voice was as gentle as a breeze as he offered to be your short-term therapist for the next few minutes.

you slammed the quill against the desk, breaking the feather as you hit the wooden table that you used quite often with your fist. the shock rattled through your hand, and it stung a little bit. you shook your hand as you looked at the desk in anger, almost blaming it.

sighing, you look at the kind soul who offered you help and explained,

"it's Master Goyal; the English teacher. he's ruthless with deadlines however he; pardon my language, can’t teach jack-shit! I've been stuck writing this damn speech that's worth a large part of my final grade and he won't give me any advice on how to word it! Christ all mighty! all I've done is be a good student and he hasn't helped at all! no! no! scratch that! he's set me mountains of homework!" you went on a rant about the teacher you loath. honestly? that's so fucking relatable.

"you see all this Joanne?! this mountain of damn paper?! you'd think that's all of the work I'd do in a year, right?! HA FUCK NO! he set it as god damn homework!!!" you shouted. you're really goddamn lucky he isn't a housemaster otherwise you'd be so fucked.

"that teacher is my goddamn thirteenth reason..." you mumbled to yourself and Joanne was silent throughout the whole rant, only for you to get an adorable little giggle in return, it stole your heart you had to admit.

"You just need some help with the homework? that's not an issue at all! I can help you with that!" he said with a snicker in his voice, but it died down to a sincere offer,

"I'm willing to help you in any way you need..."

you felt like a weight had been taken off of your shoulders as a smile made its way onto your face, staring at your savoir from this god-forsaken pit of paper.

the boy's attitude lightened up seeing you have a happier face, "I thought you seemed a bit depressed, thank god it was just the homework!"

he said with a gentle chuckle as you listed off a few of the other homework from other teachers who took pity on you, so they gave you less.

you asked him wearily if he was really sure if he wanted to give you a hand and his response was a giggle and a few kicks of his legs at the end of the bed.

"of course! justttt know that biology isn't my strongest subject...Hehe, so you might have to ask Kadar about that one...!"

you yourself chuckled at this as you know soma want the best person to go to about school work anyways, but you gave your dear old friend a little shock.

"Surprisingly, I'm very well-read in biology, whether it be anatomy, cells, or photosynthesis, I'm like a jack of all trades in that category!"

the boy sighed in relief, "Oh thank goodness, personally I excel in chemistry so I'll be able to help you in that aspect"

after that conversation with Joanne, he clapped his hands together and stood up, "Right! let me help you with this English speech!"

you sighed as you ruffled through some papers, muttering curses at Master Goyal once more only to result in the papers being mixed in with the rest of the homework. damn.

about two minutes later, you arrived victorious as you pulled out your speech, handing it to the blonde who was waiting patiently, secretly finding your struggle amusing as you looked like you wanted to throw hands with sheets of paper, damn his feelings were wrong.

he started reading over your speech, noticing your mannerisms and techniques. you were very well versed in the writing sector, you did ace your English literature after all, but the confidence portrayed through your words were appalling, he softened the commentary as much as he could.

"(your fake name), I think...you uhm... you have the right phrasing and techniques but you're lacking in the ahem...confidence department.

the listeners won't be engaged unless you sound like you’re the only right person, you need to have more confidence- uh"

you had your hand covering your mouth, finding it harder and harder to shut up your giggling the longer he spoke, snorts leaving your shanking form. he sighed in exasperation at this.

"Can you stop laughing? please? it's not that funny..." he said trying to be serious, however, failing miserably. he himself cracked a smile that he tried to shoo away because of your adorable laughter.

"but it is! do you remember what you were like before you became a drudge? you were as quiet as a mouse!" your snorts turned into full-on cackling as Joanne lost his serious act unintentionally.

"yes, yes I know, how ironic. Joanne Harcourt telling you to be more confidant...sooo funny..." his voice was shaky from trying not to laugh, only to break a little bit when you slapped your knee and wheezed out, "but it is though-"

"Okay! but I'm being serious! this could help you in the long run (Y/f/n)!"

your laughing at him continued as he Shakely explained the importance of confidence that you needed in your speech, you were taking the advice though, almost to heart as he dished out tips and tricks.

he ended up finishing his little lecture about voice and tone for you to still be softly giggling at him.

he let out a short sigh and crossed his arms, leaning back from you with a pouty face, "You're so mean!" but that charade ended rather quickly as you both grabbed hold of the other and both started laughing, these were moments you treasured with this boy.

he might not know you were a girl but you were still in love with him.

you both calmed down and you finished quite a large sum of the work together, at the least 75% of it was done, but time flew as you did the work together, it didn't even feel like work when you were with Joanne. I suppose that is a good thing, right?

suddenly, Joanne spoke up. " how about this, we go meet up with Prince Soma tomorrow and study some more English and chemistry because let's face it, if it was a chance of life or death with you answering a chemistry question? we're all as good as dead." both of you chuckled at this.

Joanne perked up as he came to a realization, "Wait, what's the time? you have a watch, don't you?"

you looked at your wrist and your eyes widened.

"Holy shit, it's almost 11 o'clock at night!" you whisper yelled.

"it's nearly 11?! crap! we have to get to bed now! I don't want a Y!"

several days had passed and now it was the night before your English-speaking exam, you felt confident you were going to rock this shit because you had your crush's help throughout it all.

you tossed and turned in your bed, only to hear Joanne softly whisper to you "Are you awake (Y/f/n)?"

the housemaster put us to bed about an hour ago, the routinely 5-minute checkups are now over as the housemaster has gone to bed. everyone in the room was asleep, apparently apart from you and Joanne.

"yeah, I am. what's up blondie?" you whispered back to him, turning to face him as he was led down in his bed which was next to yours.

"It’s just- I'm worried for you is all...do you think you'll be okay tomorrow, I did my best to help you..."

you sighed as it seemed Joanne Harcourt was more nervous about your exam than you were, honestly? that sounds just like the boy you fell in love with.

you dragged your feet over the side of the bed, heading straight for his as he was laying there shocked at what you were doing.

"w-wait...what are you? -"

you climbed into his bed as he led there still as a rock, trying to grasp the situation. you rested next to him, hoping to not only calm his nerves but to calm any of yours that could have been flying around out there somewhere for your exam.

"Why are you in my bed?... What on earth are you doing in my bed?..?" the boy whispered with a stutter. a blush painting his cheeks a light pink as his innocence overtook him.

despite his embarrassment, he pulled through, "You know I'm a prefects drudge right? it- it's improper for me to do this I-"

you hushed him and replied to the silent question why do you want this?

"I need the comfort, I don't want to burst into a panic attack as soon as the exam starts, right?" you say with an extremely calm voice, not a single hint of paranoia lacing it.

"This doesn't permit you to- if word got out then-"

"Then be quiet." you hushed him as he would wake the other three in the room.

he took a deep breath and accepted the inevitable. "t-this is fine..."

"But why me? you have a friend in Scarlet Fox House who'd be more than happy to do this, so why me- uh!"

you shut him up by wrapping your arms around his waist, pulling him into your chest. this leads to him being a blushing mess.

"p-please be considerate of the fact I know your confidential secret...that..." he gulped and looked down, not at your tits, just down.

"that you're not a male..."

your breathing stopped for a second. your thoughts going a million miles an hour as now the panic had kicked in, but only one thought stood out from the rest. 'will be okay with dating me now?'.

he chuckled at your shocked face as he debunked your attempts to hide it. "you thought you were slick, didn't you? it was obvious to me after a while...you don't bathe with us but you're always hygienic so you must do so separately...your body stature is very feminine.

you cut him off by nuzzling his chest, that really was an effective way to shut him up. "do I really provide that much comfort?.." he said in a hushed voice.

all you did was nod silently.

he sighed, "Fine... I'll sleep with you. just for tonight! I don't want you getting the wrong idea." he scolded in a motherly tone. you know damn well you'll be doing this from now on every night.

the looked down at your face as he looked into your eyes. your body reacted instinctively as you felt his breath against your face. you strained upwards, "What are you-! *gasp*" You cut him off quickly with a short peck to the lips, they felt so soft, you wanted another taste...but no, you need to make sure it's okay with him first.

red crawled up Joanne's neck all the way to the tips of his ears as he covered his mouth with the back of his hand, he was a stuttery mess.

he quietly cleared his throat to regain himself. As you stared at him lovingly, it made him all the more flustered.

"y-you could have at least told me your real name first-"

you stroked his cheek softly as you took a deep breath,

"O-Oh, I wasn't expecting you to actually-"

"(y/n)."

there was silence for a moment as if he was soaking in the same to match the face. his eyes now reflected your loving gaze.

"that's such a beautiful name. It suits you well..." he chuckled softly.

"Just make sure you ask next time you do that... I'd be more than happy to let you..."

both of your faces were slowly leaning closer, your eyes asking the question that you so desperately wanted to ask for you,

"you can do it as often as you like...mmf-!" his eyes widened once more but this time they shut to savor the moment, he tasted like honey and scones, but tea time was over five hours ago...must be his natural taste...

as you both pulled away this time, the kiss was dragged out longer, but both of your eyes slowly opened. you both appeared to have the air stolen from your lungs. you felt your heart melt as he said,

"you're cute, even dressed as a boy, you know that?" he rested his forehead against yours as you hummed in contentment, a small smile gracing your lips as you now felt tired and relieved.

"let's keep this between us, okay? I don't think Redmond should know about this...

I think it would be nice to make this a normal thing, like our own little homework club!" he said excitedly only for you to softly shush him and stroke your thumb against his cheek.

"two members only, I wonder why...." he said gently as your eyes fluttered shut, yet you still moved your head to kiss him once more, a short kiss that said shut up in a nice way. this led to a giggle from him.

"Maybe that's why..."

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FUCKING GOLD. I ACTUALLY SHIT TEARS HAHAHHAHAHQ LITERALLY

Cloverworks needs to write me a 5 page MLA format essay with citations to explain why they didn't add fart reverb to this scene.

It's criminal. That boy's soul left through his asshole on that damn field, and there's no sound of the liquid calamity?

For shame.

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Ciel Phantomhive x Fem reader body swap

You and Ciel swap bodies and it turns into spice time. MASSIVE WARNING ⚠️ SMUT. if you are uncomfortable with ANYTHING like this, please leave it! No one will be offended and you'll still be happy AGED UP

Includes

• cock warming

• cock sleeve

• oral/eating out

• recording

• obsession

• cum plug

• much more not for children ♡

You feel cold against your face, like your resting your head on a plank, but you feel your legs upright? What? Oh. You're sat down. What's going on? Why is it so bright? You thought you fell asleep Isn't it night time That's why you're sleeping, right?

Your eyes squeeze shut, trying to block out the light piercing through one of your eyelids. You move an arm to cover that eye and in the prosses, feel fabric over another.

What?...

Your eye slowly adjusts to the light and you open it. Your led face down on a desk, papers and ink pots surrounding you. The wood feels cold, or is that your face? You don't know anymore.

You groan as your neck feels stiff from sleeping on a desk, you sit up properly and then lean back in your chair. Sighing, you let your head swing down, dangling as you already feel so fed up.

You see your blue waistcoat, white cleanly pressed shirt, tied bow around your neck and your brown shorts that reached your knees, haaaa the comfort of male clothes. Been a while. Wait. Why are you in males clothes?

You look up, now a bit more alarmed and aware. You were unconscious, why? Furthermore, why are you in this study?

You looked at the papers in front of you, the ones on the left side had the signature 'Ciel Phantomhive' signed at the bottom right of most pages, others have a stamp of approval, the writing was neat, like one of an earls, it was pretty. Definitely not yours.

Why were you in Ciel's study? You were so confused and felt a throbbing in your head start to form from all of this madness, massaging your temples to release the pain.

You stood up and walked to the window, admiring the view Ciel had from his Study room, he had such a pretty garden.

You saw ciel in the reflection and turned around to apologise for being in his study, only to see he wasn't there. What the fuck?

You turned back to the window, now hyper focused on the reflection, it was following your movements...you waved your hand at it...it did the same! You pulled a funny face, it did the same damn thing!

You lifted the eyepatch and so did the reflection, letting you see the beautiful purple sigil in his eye, oh how you thought it was pretty, it matched the other ocean blue colour dearly.

Wait a damn minute...

"Hello?..." you heard a very posh and British accent and you spoke. This...this is Ciel's voice...you were in Ciel's body!

You were in Ciel's body....

You thought evilly of the ways you could embarrass the real Ciel. This would be fun-

Heavy thudding was heard at quick paces, trainers squeaking on the tiled floor, definitely yours because nobody else had trainers in this time but you, being from the future and all. You snapped your head to the noise as it distracted your from your thoughts.

Someone burst down the wooden doors but when you saw their face, you saw yourself? Could it be he's in your body too?

"Ciel?..." you muttered in his voice.

"What did you do Y/n...." he- she? Growled at you with your own voice. God that was weird.

You tried explaining that you didn't do anything! This could have been some sort of supernatural thing!

You were a bit worried as you walked up to ciel, you reached into his/your back pocket and pulled out your phone, attempting to unlock it with your fingerprint, it hit you that you were in another body. You sighed and manually unlocked your phone and went to your menstrual cycle app.

Shit.

Ovulation today. Yikes, so basically the day where your mind just stays in the gutter until 2 days later.

You blushed slightly as he might do something *ahem* inappropriate in your body.

"Right, how do we sort this out? Do we pretend to be ill for the day? So nobody is suspicious until we return to our bodies?" You ask, finding it weird that Ciel's voice could sound so relaxed and sluggish.

"The better question is, how the hell do we turn back?!" You hate hearing the sound of your own voice sound so snobbish and self centred.

"Call for Sebastian. See if he'll respond" you say in a calm manner, you pat the used to be boy's head and softly smile.

He blushed and looked away, it was weird seeing himself be so kind, but knowing it was actually his mistress in his body, he wouldn't mind her doing anything to his body if she wanted to try it out...no, NO! Be a gentleman be a gentleman.

He took a deep breath and called for his butler, only to get no response.

"Okay...I'll try...Sebastian." you said calmly while lifting the eyepatch again to summon the servants who almost appeared to teleport next to you.

You jumped as he responded "yes, my lord?" And you took a deep breath to calm your nerves. You looked at yourself/Ciel so he can explain for you.

He explained how you two switched body's and he wants Sebastian to try figure out why this happened and ordered him to find out. Until then, both of you were declared unwell.

But the butler stopped him in his tracks.

"Its quite simple sire, this was a rouse created by that dastardly angel to frighten you. This will fade in roughly a day, my lord." He bowed to Ciel in your body, God this was weird to look at.

Ciel sent his demon away as he looked at you, his eyes were almost trying to tell you something but you were unable to understand. They were hazed that's for sure.

"I don't know why I...." he grimaced at his words "feel so needy" he muttered softly. despite it being your voice, he still let his personality show through with his normal body language and the way he speaks, God even if he was in a different body, you still loved him.

Taking the 'would you love me if I were a worm' to a whole 'nother level.

You grabbed his hand and walked him to your bedroom, not his. Your one was actually filled with things nobody but Sebastian knew about. He was a lil snoop that's why.

You pulled him through the door and let him sit in the bed.

"I know damn well I won't be able to act like you properly in front of people, nor could you do the same, darling" you said with a smirk.

Seeing your own face get flustered because of how he feels fills you with a sense of pride.

Suddenly you felt something pulsating and getting tighter your shorts. Is it that easy for guys to get turned on?! What the fuck?!

You decided to leave Ciel alone and walk out of the room, you didn't tell him you were going to the bathroom however.

You walked in and locked the door behind you. You were panting at this point. Sure, Ciel and you made jokes about this before, having sex I mean, but it was mostly you who even brought up the topic, he would get to flustered and leave. But should your first time really be while you two swapped bodies?! Only if Ciel was up for it...

You sat on the edge of the bathtub and looked down at the obvious tent in your crotch. Holy shit. this is actually Ciel's body....its a once in a lifetime chance to experience what a guy feels...

Your hand slowly reaches the tent in your shorts and softly pokes it through the fabric. A tingle shot through your legs and spine as it bounced back. God this is so weird!

You sucked in a breath and placed your palm on the tent, starting to put pressure on it.

You whimpered as your legs felt weak, god this was good. It seems like Ciel doesn't do this much anyways considering how sensitive he is to it.

you started palming yourself through your trousers and it was melting your mind, but this still felt weird...your eyes accidentally wandered to the mirror in the bathroom and you saw Ciel's face melting in pleasure, his member throbbed more in your trousers at the sight, leading you to breath even heavier.

you couldn't help yourself, seeing your beloved's face contort in a sexual way, it was addicting to see. your hand undid the buttons on the shorts and pulled down the boxers he was wearing to see his dick spring free from its restraints, it felt so much better like that..

your hand wrapped around it as you admired what the earl had, it was 7 inches and it was reasonably thick, but just enough to fully wrap your hand around it. you tested the waters by slowly gliding your hand up and down, a Shakey sigh released from your lips and you screwed your eyes shut, only to open them again to look in the mirror, god what a beautiful picture...

with a thought crossing your mind, you remembered you pocketed your phone, you rested it on the sink and hit record, you then continued slowly stroking Ciel's cock, soft and quiet moans of Ciel's voice leaving your mouth, your eyes flickering in-between the camera and the mirror, this was definitely going in your favourite file.

you started to speed up, your moans turning into soft gasps and high pitched hums as you never felt suck a clear orgasm, you felt it slowly make its way to Ciel's cock. it was quickly approaching and you arched your back and started thrusting into your hand, trying to be pushed over the peak, a breathy and stuttery moan escaped your lips as you felt heat envelop your whole body, mind clouded with being deep into your hand and filling it with seed, sadly large amounts of cum shot out, falling straight on the floor as your arched back arched even more at the finish of the release.

your hand fell limp to your side as you lifted your head to look at the mirror once again, seeing Ciel's hazed eyes clouded with lust and pleasure. god you're so glad you recorded that. To finish off the recording, you looked at the camera with a soft smile, still hazed eyes filled with pleasure,

"I love you Y/n...." you say with Ciel's voice in a soft raspy voice to the camera, you ended the video there and picked up a towel, cleaning up everything on the floor, wanting to try and lick it clean but finding it wrong. god, could it be any worse at this point?

you did up your shorts and placed the towel in the washing up basket in the bathroom praying to whatever god existed that mey-rin wouldn't be doing the laundry that day, you walked out of the room, going to find your lover who was trapped in your body.

walking down the hallway, you marvelled to think, well it was definitely worth it as you re-watched the video you made with blush staining your cheeks, you kept the volume down in case anyone walked by. you put it in your secure folder where you had to put in a password to get in. better safe than sorry ay?

as you were walking down the hallway, you heard your voice whining.. with heavy breathing sounds coming from the door you left Ciel in. seems like the earl had a similar plan to you. must be the fuckin ovaries kicking in. you slowly crack open the door to see your lover in your body with a hand in his skirt, playing with his clit, pulling it back and forth with another hand over his mouth, eyes screwed shut in pleasure.

you lean against the doorframe smirking as you watch your lover explore your body, you decide to tease him by giving him some tips on how to make it feel better.

"hey darling? try rubbing it side to side while the other hand goes inside of you, I promise it feels better that way" it was honest genuine advice, wanting him to feel pleasure however...

the boy/girl jumped out of his skin as he saw you by the door, his hands instantly left where they were, with pink cheeks he started apologising for technically touching you however you waved him off, instead, you walked through the door, locking it behind you. you shimmied off the blue waistcoat and undid the first few buttons. god damn it. Russel the love muscle is awake again.

you walked to the wall that was opposite the bed and pulled back the curtains, this revealed a wardrobe that had massive full body mirrors on the doors, these mirrors covered from the floor to the top of the wardrobe and were very wide since they were sliding doors, Ciel was easily able to see your/his face, he felt his core heat up at how your face looked, he didn't often get to see you flustered and submissive but here you were, yet he was in your body.

he started crawling on the bed on all fours towards the mirror, without him noticing, you slipped behind him and sat on the bed. he was flashing his panties so you decided, wonder what I taste like?

you quickly slid them off of his ass and he flinched and yelped, saying some things in protest to wanting a warning first and if you were really sure, turning his head to you as you stared at you dripping cunt, never would you have thought it would look pretty at any point in time however, knowing Ciel was feeling everything you did, you thought it looked stunning. you grabbed his hips and pulled his pussy to your face, you dived into his wet cunt and Ciel threw his head back, letting out a strained moan, clasping his hand to his mouth and he pushed his head down into the bed, arching his ass up unintentionally thrusting into you.

he started to grasp at the sheets as your tongue flicked his bud, putting pressure on it from every angle. your tongue felt at an awkward angle when you tried to put it in so you pulled away and sighed in annoyance.

Ciel tried to catch his breath, thinking it was over he flopped onto the bed. in return, you saw a way to get what you wanted. you roughly grabbed his waist and pushed him so his head was hanging off the end of the bed with the mirror however, he was still facing down. you flipped over his entire body so his neck was bent so he could see himself and you spreading apart his legs. he blushed at the sight of his body pleasuring yours however it felt better feeling the pleasure.

as you spread his legs, you leaned down and were now able to thrust your tongue into his hole, holy shit it was tight. were you really this pent up? mm you tasted like vanilla, it was almost addicting.

Ciel's eyes shot open as he loudly moaned at your tongue entering him, he would love for this to be a normal thing, to be a woman sometimes and be a man the other, purely for sexual activities. this is your first time with him after all. who would have thought after being together for a year and a half, your first time together would be during a body swap situation.

drool lolled out of Ciel's mouth as his eyes half lidded and glazed over look at his reflection of your face, it was so erotic to him, your face, your expression, your beauty, he was admiring the body that he was trapped in as he was being eaten out by his lover in his body.

he felt a sort of coil start to build up close to his stomach and he threaded his hands through your hair, pulling it softly towards him while tugging at the stands, you moaned as he did so, further lapping him up, knowing he was getting closer to his peak. his legs tried to close around you to pull you closer but you stopped him in his tracks by holding his legs apart, giving you full access to his cunt.

his legs started to twitch as his moans became higher in pitch, the tugging of your hair was harder and suddenly, he was smashing your face into is pussy, his entire body convulsing with his back arched, he somehow managed to keep his eyes open, staring at the mirror at your face while he orgasmed, admiring every little detail about you.

you pulled your face away from in-between his legs only to have your own juices covering half of your chin, you wipe it with his white shirt.

you tugged off the dress Ciel was wearing to leave him bare, for once, you were admirable of your body's looks, maybe it was Ciel's brain talking but you looked beautiful right now.

your dick stood at full attention as you let Ciel recover from his orgasm, still watching everything in the mirror.

you rid yourself of any clothing and went to reach for your bedside draw where you stash condoms in case a friend needed some or Ciel finally wanted to do this with you. your hand hesitated to open the draw as you remembered that you took your birth control pill this morning before your body's got swapped. fuck it. literally.

"hey Ciel? do you mind if we actually do this?..."

"what?!" his head snapped to you with a look of shock on his face.

"please darling...?" you said as you stroked his inner thigh.

hie sighed as he looked at you, then flopped back down, looking at the both of you in the mirror.

"as long as you don't end up pregnant Y/n...we can do whatever you want angel..." he said with a soft smile on his face, one that was truly heartfelt.

you couldn't take it anymore, you flipped him over and ran your fingers up and down his slit, trying to loosen him up for his own cock.

your fingers slid in, but it was so tight, warm and soft, you shivered with anticipation about pounding his pussy until his eyes rolled back.

Ciel let out a hitched gasp at the fingers entering him in the doggy style position, he felt the bed move and you stood up right on your knees parading the cock attached to your hip.

"oh baby... ill be gentle, but I'm filling that womb with your own cum..." you said lowly as you slowly pushed the tip inside without warning, slow enough to not harm but definitely to feel it.

his mouth hung open as he let out a ghost of a moan, his eyes fluttering shut at the feeling. this wasn't the first time you put something in you this big, so the body was used to it. you quickly thrusted your full cock into him, shaking as you do so at the immeasurable pleasure. watching his body shake and seeing his eyes roll back was enough to get you going, you yourself were a whimpering mess, seeing yourself in the reflection didn't help you either, seeing Ciel's body pounding into yours and his face...oh his face was so erotic, his voice was getting you harder by the minute. you were so warm, wet, tight and it was so hard not to to cum so fast if you kept this up.

Ciel was a moaning withering mess as you thrusted into him, his eyes rolled far back as tears cascaded down his cheeks but still somehow able to see his own expression in the mirror. your hand slithered around his waist and landed on his clit, rubbing in circles, Ciel was biting the sheets at this point to try and stay quiet. what was a fruitless attempt, you leaned over and kissed his neck roughly and sloppily, kissing where you knew you were sensitive the most because it was your body after all, Ciel's body began to writhe again and you slowly increased your speed but growing sloppy in rhythm. your breathing heavy and your moaning as slutty as it can be for a male. you just wanted to fill it with cum and keep it plugged up let it stay in there for hours.

you rubbed Ciel's clit more aggressively than before only to feel him clamp around your dick, trying to squeeze you dry of cum, you let him do so in attempt to push you over the edge. Ciel's eyes shot open full of tears as his eyes rolled back, his body twitching as though electricity was coursing through his veins, his thighs wrapping round you, pulling you as deep as you can go, you grunt as his vice like pussy finally pushes you to paint his walls white. you slam into him, hitting his cervix, causing him to cry out as he saw his orgasm face in the mirror, lengthening his orgasm to the point of it being painful, god he was in love with you- no, infatuated with you.

you filled his womb with seed as loads were shooting out, coating his walls with you, splurt after splurt, eventually it started leaking out of the sides, you picked up Ciel and pulled him so he was laying down. your cock still plugging his hole up and making sure none of the cum escapes. you turn him around on you cock so your cuddling him.

"next time, you do that to me okay? you know a lot about my body now..." you mumbled into his neck lazily kissing his with drowsiness in your voice, you held him close as you felt closer than ever with your dick still inside him. he buried his face into your chest as he moaned, also feeling tired. you both fell asleep with you cock still inside him, finding a sense of pleasure and comfort in the action.

you awoke in the morning to feeling full and stretched out but wrapped up in the arms of your lover, when you tried to move you both moaned in pleasure. Ciel slowly opened his eyes to look at you.

Oh, you switched back to your original body's. Ciel did a double take as he saw your face and kissed you softly, while doing so he did a test thrust, leading to you grabbing onto his hair and moaning softly into his mouth..

"Ciel...not again...its too early.."

The boy found your pussy addicting, how did you hold back from doing this again after the first round? You both pulled away and basked in the closeness, something only lovers could have. He stroked your cheek as he admired you, your eyes close to falling asleep again. Ciel spoke up in a soft voice,

"you're glowing angel...ill make sure you always look like that" he kissed you softly once more as he sat up, both of you moaned as his cock moved inside you, you were now sat on his lap kissing him innocently and softly as you were still tired, only for him to slowly pull out of you. you moaned loudly and looked down to see cum oozing out of you, lots of it. you almost wish it could have stayed longer as you missed the warm full feeling. Warmth dripped down your lips, lowering your hand to scoop up as much as you can and shove it back in, when the attempted was futile, you gathered it all in your hand and licked your hand clean, fucking of your fingers. He tasted like earl grey and sugar, again, nearly everything about this boy was addicting.

You both got out of bed and washed up, feeling sad that the remnants of cum were leaking out if you in the bath. You both were dressed and walked to his study with a limp in your step, you felt prideful because that was actually your doing, knowing you fucked ciel so hard that you made your body have a limp. Both you and Ciel came to a halt as you saw Sebastian leaning outside the study door with a smirk on his face. "I take it you enjoyed the angels threat? I understand that he currently is damning himself because he didn't expect lust to be a problem." He chuckled at your red faces.

question is, how the fuck do you explain to Sebastian that this wasn't called taking self love to the extreme?...hehe

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OML MY BABY, PROTECT HIS GREMLIN ASS. HE'S GUNNA KILL SOMEONE BUT ILL HELP HIM HIDE THE BODY <3

too easy

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Ciel Phantomhive x fictional fem reader

This is a ciel x reader where the reader is a fictional character in Ciel's world, however it is the same in the readers world. Both if them are madly in love with the characters in the book and suddenly, the reader stumbles and falls in front of Ciel's desk as she appears from mid air.

Ciel flips the pages of his favourite book for the umpteenth time, re-reading the description of his favourite character, (your hair colour) hair, (your eye colour) eyes, adorable teeth, an even cuter smile that wasn't seen often in the books. This was the main book he loved because his favourite character got the most screen time in the story here, being the main character's sister AND best friend made her seen in nearly all chapters, however, this one describes the most about her, her actions, humour, appearance, habits, hobbies, he re-read every little thing about her, god he felt like he was obsessed with her. 

He sighs and closes the book with half lidded eyes, that book was his go to distraction from work, stress, or anything really. he became so absorbed in this character that he registered he'd taken too much of a fondness to her.  

Some would perceive this as absurd, but he would do anything to meet this girl, he fancied her more than he loved Elizabeth that's for sure. He would sacrifice anything to see that girl, he would happily kill his cousin for her to even be real and his fiancé in Elizabeth’s place. 

The bluenette rested his head on his hand as he tapped his quill on his paper, he was doodling on the back of a pointless document that was going to be thrown soon enough, he drew the best he could of her soft features, hair, eyes, smile, body shape while he was softly smiling at his drawing, his eyes snapped up to in front of his desk as a weird noise could be heard, almost like the swirling of water as a black and white rift started to manifest in his room, it became large enough to fit a human through and he stood up at attention, alarmed, believing this to be the work of an arch angel. 

Just as he was about to utter his contracted demons name, 

"Sebas-!" 

A girl fell through and landed with a hard thud on the wooden floor, her body lay still on the cold ground as the earl looked bewildered at the girl who just appeared in his study. Once she was through, the rift in the air; the swirling of black and white snapped shut. Gone for however long. 

The boy quickly shoved the book into his desk draw that had a lock on it, putting the key in his pocket alarmingly fast. he walked hastily to the girl on the floor who upon further inspection was unconscious, she was very pretty; now that he was looking at her, he blushed and stared a bit at the girl on the floor who looked to be in pain, even unconscious. 

As he leaned closer to her, he took a knee to observe her better, she looked familiar, but he knows he's never met her. her features look like something he's heard of before, (your hair colour) hair, (your face shape) face, (your fashion sense) style of clothes, but no... that would be absurd.... 

The boy was confused, so confused in fact that he didn't notice the girls scrunching face and flickering eyes start to open. 

You jumped up in surprise, shoving the boy staring at you so he was far away, he fell flat on his arse and yelped, you scurried away backwards from him, your first instinct was to get the fuck away from anyone near you. 

The boy was just as surprised as you looked panicked, your eyes were darting in all directions, trying to gather where you were, you slowly gained your senses as you now looked at the boy in front of you who was still sat on his arse but staring at you in panic and confusion. 

This was obviously some sort of study or something in your eyes, it reminded you of black butler, specifically Ciel's study, and look! There's even a Ciel to go with the room! 

wait a god damn minute... that's Ciel fucking Phantomhive.... Am I dreaming? what da fuqu??? 

You sat up so you were no longer leaning backwards and tilted your head to the side as you looked at Ciel, showing you were confused. There was pink dusting his cheeks as he looked away and coughed into his hand. hmm... 

The boy stood quickly and looked down at you menacingly as if to say he's the one in charge. what a power trip amirite?  

"Who the hell are you? Why on earth are you in my manor." He asked calmly, but the hint of a threat as well as curiosity was hidden in his tone, he stares at you with a squinted eye while slowly making the connections to his favourite character, you did come through that weird portal, could it be? 

You stuttered as you looked up, wondering how in the fucking hell your sat before THE Ciel Phantomhive, the earl and the cutie patootie of your favourite show. You're a simp for his entire being, you were attempting to shift just to see him in person, did it work? No, this is too real. This must be real life.. 

You took a deep breath as you looked him in his eyes- well...eye and stated your name, modestly of course. 

"Y/n, Y/n L/n. Now who in the devilled fucking eggs are you?!" You raised your voice at the end, you started to get up off your knees and stood up, you were leaned back but definitely taller than the boy. 

Ciel's eyes widened at your name however he quickly glares at you, it adds up. Your name, eyes, hair, body, attitude...is it? 

He wanted to clear this up, to make sure for definite, he walked back around to his desk and asked you to sit down by gesturing to the chair opposite his. He was pacing back and forth. 

To you, this felt like an investigation of sorts, like he was the detective, and you were a case for him to crack wide open. Well, you wouldn't be opposed ;) AHEM.  

You sat there slumped, leaning your head back as you let it roll, regret hit you like a freight train as when your head rolled, you hit the wooden back of the chair and your head shot up, you rubbed the back of your head to sooth it. Stupid funking chair... 

"Your name...your body type...your hair, your eyes even.... The book said you were (your height) tall..." the boy mumbled as he paced a little bit. 

You stopped shit talking the chair as slowly raised your head to him, now it was your turn to squint. See? It's not just the pirate that can do it. 

You stared daggars at him as your voice was heard softly and wearily in the quietness of the room. 

"I am (your height) tall... how did you guess that so accurately...?" You were wondering if it could be possible that he either was THAT good at estimating height or if you could also be a story in this world, just as he is in yours... 

"SECONDLY! I asked you who you are!" You pointed at the boy while glaring at his confused face. 

"My name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive, the owner of the Funtom company and the owner of this estate. Now... do you perhaps have a brother? And what's his name. As well as your closest friend's name...this will confirm you suspicions of you..." 

Jesus, he talks in essay paragraphs... 

"Um... I do have a brother and his name is (brothers name or made up name) I don't know how that's relevant, but my best friend is called (best friends name)... Am I... Fictional in this place? This is just a hunch, please don't treat me as if I'm insane!" You started to panic as you shouldn't have spoken of your theory aloud. 

"You're actually completely correct...if you come from the future, the 21st century maybe, then you must be her..." He pulls out the previous key from his pocket and unlocked the draw, reaching for the book he treats as if it were sacred. He hesitantly hands it to you; you quickly skim through the pages. The silence nipping and gnawing at his swirling thought if your reaction... 

Safe to say he was shooketh when you slowly started to smile and that graduated into a soft giggle, it was adorable, much more adorable than the book described it as... The description paled in comparison to your real characteristics...They only caught a glimpse of your true beauty. 

"Hehe...little earl, your going to laugh at this...you’re actually a fictional character in my world too! Hahaha! The show nor the manga did your looks justice! Your even cuter in person!" 

The boy looked at you shocked and flustered, still attempting to register the preposterous idea that maybe, just maybe you felt the same as he felt for your character.  

You were hunched over, your shoulders bouncing up and down as you tried, TRIED to keep your giggling quiet, reaching into your trouser pocket, you pulled out your phone and went to your gallery, you have hundreds of photos of the boy in question, you pulled one up and placed your phone on the table, spinning it so he could see it the correct way and pushed in towards him. 

You rested your head on the desk and hit the wood with your fist, your laughing now silent wheezing, holy shit, you never thought you would ever be described in such a formal way, sounded straight outta a mix of twilight and a horrible history's combination. It was fucking hilarious, "thus the pleasing complexion of her face luring in the devil himself to her chambers" WHAT THE FUCK?! HAHAHAHA!  

As you were on the brink of tears, the blue eyes boy in question looked at your phone in wonder as he listened to your melodic voice ring through his ears; oh how he wish he could hear that laugh more often, looking at the photo of him that looked drawn, very commendable art work, as he picks up your phone in curiosity, his fingers accidentally swiped to the left, which showed the photo on the next page, it was one of Ciel being flustered and embarrassed with the words cutie, my boy, dearest and my husband surrounding it with little pink and blue hearts scattered around it, safe to say, Ciel got the answer to his previous question, you liked him too...he realised that dragging his finger across the screen changed the photo, he marvelled at the technology advancement but he had focused on finding out how in love and enamoured you were with him as he was with you. Art that seemed like they were done by you because of the written words (Y/n) Phantomhive written in your handwriting on a photo, and another with writing saying (Y/n) + Ciel... 

"Hmm so I was correct...(Y/n) you really shouldn't have handed me this." He held the phone to you, and it was a drawn photo of you and Ciel lost in each other's eyes, you didn't say you were a bad artist, but you were rather embarrassed about being caught. 

"I- I'm so sorry Ciel! I mean earl! That uh, that's not meant to be seen by you... Oh god that's embarrassing!"  

The earl stood up and walked around his desk once again, this time he pulled your chair back a bit and leaned down to be face to face with you, he slowly reached for your hand and placed your phone in it, smirking at your pink face. 

"Alright, don't act so smug! I saw the hearts around my name in the book! And those little drawings of me on your paperwork!" You said with your own cheeky grin.  

He blushed and looked away, leaning away from your face, 

"Well now we know we both like each other maybe a bit too much..." 

"But that makes it feel like we've known each other more than just this meeting, doesn't it darling..?" You say with a soft voice as you reached for Ciel's cheek, stroking it softly as he gazes into your eyes, pink dusting his cheeks as he seemed lost in them. 

Ciel gulps and takes a deep breath and let's it go, "you have no idea how much I am infatuated with you (Y/n), you always plagued my thoughts however I welcomed them...I would have sacrificed anything to see you in person and my desire came true...I'm not sure if I'm dreaming anymore, maybe Sebastian will wake me in a bit, I don't know..." he says as he's still lost in your eyes, his eyes flickering to your lips as he is face to face with you, you grab his waist and pull him so he's pinning you to the chair and standing over you, his eyes half lidded as he feels as though he can finally achieve his dream of kissing his crush, fictional or not, she's sat right here...right Infront of him...he'd be an absolute idiot if he didn't make the most of this opportunity, you must be thinking the same thing if you both discovered each other in those stories at the same time, you've loved each other for months, years even but you never met. He read that story years ago and he’s still hooked onto you. 

You held Ciel by the waist as your other hand stroked his cheek, he leaned into your hand making your heart melt at his affection. Both of you were in love with one another, that was obvious, the elephant in the room had been addressed, it was a thing of who was going to make the first move. Ciel couldn't get any redder as his long-time crush was drowning him in affection and he never wanted it to end. 

You slowly sat up straighter to move your face closer to his, your breath softly mingling with his as his eyes flickered from your own eyes to your delicious looking lips, he wanted to kiss you desperately but he was still unsure, you face got even closer, lips ghostly brushing against each other's, sparks flew between the contact as you could no longer wait, you used your hand on his cheek to finally make the full connection. 

Both of you melted as the kiss was full of love, not lust. The kiss being innocent as you both bathed in the feeling of each other's lips against one another, you sighed into the kiss as you push him even closer to your face to savour the moment, his lips feeling like clouds as you reach heaven, his taste being of earl grey with vanilla sponge, his scent overtaking your mind, driving you crazy with the gently fruity scent of his favourite tea and sugar, an addicting scent.  

Your heart was pounding in your chest and so was his, he was so flustered as this was his first kiss, he was unsure what to do but simply said, he was enjoying every second of it. his face felt as though it was set ablaze, his hands leaving the chair he was leaning on and entangled themselves in your hair and the side of your neck as he felt pure love. 

Both of you pulled away softly, eyes opening to look at each other with love filled gazes, you undid his eyepatch, he freaked out and stuttered telling you not to until you said, 

"Ciel, there is nothing I don't know about you, in the least creepy way possible. I know about your contract, I believe both of your eyes are beautiful, I could stare at them for hours and not get bored..." you chuckled breathily as you were still trying to regain yourself. 

He calmed at your words and let the eyepatch fall from his face as his eye slowly fluttered open with his soft eye lashes framing the purple iris that stole your breath away, you strained up a bit to kiss his eye as he closed it, you lips made contact with his eye lid and the boy became a stuttery mess, cute... 

He stayed flustered so you grabbed the back of his head again and smashed his lips against yours, he let out a surprised noise, but melted into the kiss again, this time more confident. he had on hand leaning on the chair, one entangled back in your hair and he placed his knee between your legs to keep his balance.  

The boy lets out a Shakey breath as you kiss him albeit a little bit more passionately this time, you kept ending the kisses quickly only just to start kissing him again and again, he was loving it, it was addicting to him. 

You both pull away with flushed faces and panting as you both regain your composure.  

"Ahem...I guess we should establish some sort of relationship from this, shouldn't we?" the flustered boy asks, he gets off from practically being on top of you, leaning against his desk as you stutter out an answer. Cute... 

"O-of course! Only if you want too though... I'm not sure how I got here and how long I'll be staying however..." 

Suddenly an all too familiar voice cuts in. 

"That would be both of your doing, the divine beings themselves accidentally separated two soulmates into different dimensions, this is their apology." Sebastian says in his well know smug voice. he is very punchable you know. 

Ciel shouts at his demon butler to get out while his face gets redder at the thought of his pet demon teasing him for this later. You chuckled at the boy you love’s embarrassment, the demon doing the same thing however, he very quickly bowed to you mentioning how it was a pleasure to meet you and is pleasantly awaiting your stay at the manor. Noice.  

The earl sighs and shakes his head as the butler walks out, he turned to you and asked, 

“So, my lady, do you wish to stay in the phantomhive manor with me? If you're my soulmate, I will happily explain to Elizabeth that I have found something that makes me smile and I'm sure she will understand.” Ciel says to you with a soft smile, with affectionate eyes draping over you. 

“Of course! I would be more than happy! - I mean- Ahem... If that's alright with you?” 

“It most certainly is my dear, my life feels as though it might actually improve for the better, I thank you angel.” 

You stand up and walk over to Ciel who was leaning on the desk, cornering against it, you wrapped your arms around him and nuzzled into his chest, showing him your gratitude. The earl smiled as his heart fluttered in his chest, being flustered by the affection. He wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you back. 

“Hey, Ciel?” 

“Yes, my dear?” 

“I love you...” 

“I love you too my sweet angel” 

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THIS ACTUAL PILE OF SHIT  

Sorry, that's mean, this Victorian pile of shit <3 i sorta did this because my friend got me into posting on tumbler even though I'm only used to posting on quotev atm, but big thanks to her for giving me motivation to do this even though Ciel isn't really a sought-after character. HOWEVERRRR i will post other characters that fall within the feminine category such as Armin Arlert, Koby from the live action one peice, Rimuru Tempest even! I might do some women as well such as haruhi fujioka because gawd dayum she’s a ray of quiet sunshine. PEACE OUT MY BABYS i will also probs do a part 2 of dis but smutty, hint hint, nudge nudge