#I haven't properly sat down to work on consent

[tea-time-terrier]

Paw-brush-treat-reward-repeat.

[henryjekyllsgender]

Henry Jekyll x Reader

Person: Henry Jekyll

Fandom: MazM Jekyll & Hyde

Pronouns for Y/N: She/Her

Genre: Fluff

SFW/NSFW: SFW

Warning: None

Authors Notes: Soft Boy, consent boy, perfect boy

KEYS:

(Y/N) Your Name (e.g: Elouise (L/N)

(L/N) Last Name (e.g: Y/N Morales)

(H/T) Hair Type (e.g: Curly, frizzy, straight, wavy)

(H/C) Hair Colour (e.g: Brown, blonde, black, dirty-blonde)

(E/S) Eye Shape (e.g: Thin, large, wide, wide, small)

(E/C) Eye Colour (e.g: Blue, brown, green, grey)

(F/C) Favourite Colour (e.g: Brown, Violet, lavender, grey, sage-green)

Dr Henry Jekyll's POV

I had been hearing rumours that there was a new wealthy family in Soho. The father of the family worked for the government and most of the children were unmarried, of age women.Out of all places to live, they chose Soho?

My good friend, Mr Utterson, had already met the family. He thought of them as a chaotic but loveable family.

That statement alone encouraged me to go to their beautiful and expensive house to invite them to my next dinner party.

I made my way into the family's beautiful garden and through to the doorstep. I take a deep breath and knock on the door gently.

I heard a deep voice from inside yell 'Give us a moment!' I assumed that was one of the children or the father.

The door opened and I saw a man holding a small child. I smile at him.

"Good evening sir, I'm Dr Henry Jekyll. I've heard very highly of your family." The man grins at that statement. "I'm glad to hear that Dr Jekyll. My name's Jonathan L/N, this is my youngest daughter Adelia. There's plenty more children inside." 

The young girl looks up at me with an adorable smile. I let her hold my finger as I shake it, imitating a handshake.

"Do come in Dr, I wouldn't want you outside in these conditions." I simply shook my head.

"No no Sir L/N, I'm having a dinner party and ball later this week at my house and I was wondering if you and your family would care to join us? Any of you can come." Jonathan nods. As we exchange details, I see quite a few heads pop out to see what was going on.

I would just remind myself that I was gonna meet them all properly very soon.

Timeskip

It was the day of my party, everything was going perfectly but I had seen no sightings of Jonathan or his family. Rather than feeling glad like I normally would, I felt disappointed. I had been quite excited to meet the family.

As I was deep in thought, I heard the servants at the door greeting more people.

I instantly make my way over and I see Jonathan, his wife and his kids going through the door. I underestimated how many kids he had. There had to be at least 8 or 9 children.

Schlatt sees my expression and chuckles. "I see you're impressed that we can have multiple children without failure?" I sheepishly nod at the man.

Jonathan and I talked away from the rest of the children.

After a little time, I had realised that I hadn't actually met most of the children from Jonathan's large family.

"Jonathan, I believe that I haven't really had the pleasure to meet your family. May you introduce me?" Jonathan nods and takes me over to where they all sat with their mother and another woman, who's face I couldn't see. 

He started introducing me to the children, youngest to oldest. I hadn't met the eldest of the group so far. I had assumed that the lady with her back turned was the final child.

Jonathan puts a proud hand on the woman's shoulder. "This is my eldest and most beautiful daughter, Y/N." The girl turned to look at me and I felt like I had been struck with a bolt of love.

I always thought love by first sight was a lie. I guess I needed to stop lying to myself instead.

The girl was perfect. From her H/T, H/C hair to her E/S, E/C eyes. Her dress was a beautiful F/C. It brought out her eyes.

I stared at her before noticing her father nudging me "Are you alright Henry?" I nod to him.

"Sorry sir. Pleased to meet you MISS Y/N." I bring Y/N's gloved hand up and kiss it. Y/N smiled down at me.

"The pleasure is all mine Dr Jekyll." 

Further into the night, it came time for the dance. A lot of women were asking me to dance but I refused, looking around for Y/N. Where could she be?

After a while, I found her in a corner, talking to Adelia as the young girl giggled and smiled.

I approach the two and Adelia notices me first. "Hey it's the nice man from the door!" 

Y/N turned to see me. Her face lit up. "So you were describing Dr Jekyll this whole time?" Adelia playfully smacked Y/N's arm.

I held my hand out towards Y/N. "Miss L/N, would you let me have the honour of being your first dance?" Y/N giggles and holds my hand back.

"Dr Jekyll, I would be delighted to also be your first dance." I felt a blush crawl onto my cheeks as I realised she had been watching me look for her the whole time.

She pats my shoulder and takes me towards the dancefloor, where many men and women staredin jealousy as this beautiful woman and I danced before anyone else could.

I saw Jonathan looking at us with a proud grin on his face. His wife, Victoria, was also watching. Jonathan simply gave me a thumbs up.

After a while of dancing, Y/N dragged me off the dance floor and into the desolate hallway. She then takes us to one of my balconies. I smiled at her "Was there any need to take me out of my own party?" She simply nods and takes her shoes off carefully.

"It was far too hot in that room and if I wear these shoes for another second I'm afraid they'll fall off!" She states dramatically. I laughed with her as we leaned on each other for support.

Y/N was a great person with an even better sense of humour.

"Your father seemed happy, so did your mother. Do you know why?" Y/N nodded. "May I know why?" She pretends to think.

"Give me a good reason I should tell you?" I chuckle at her and respond quickly "Because we're two foolish adults laughing about feet falling off, what shouldn't we tell eachother?" Y/N nodded her head to the side in agreement. 

"Well if you must know, I've never really been fond of men. They would have to pay men to offer their love to me but I don't want to fall in love because of money. I want a real love who loves me because they love ME,  if that makes any sense." I smile and put a hand on hers which was resting on the stone railing.

"I understand what you mean, Y/N. You wouldn't have to worry about that if you married me though." I teased playfully and nudged her shoulder. She looks me deep in the eyes "I wish you actually meant that."

I stopped for a moment before replying "What if I did?" Y/N stared at me with shock and love laced into her expression. "Then you would be a bit foolish to fall in love with a silly old doctor when you have Earls practically begging for your attention.

She shook her head "I've always liked smarter men anyway. Besides, you're not old. We're both barely in our thirties." 

We both hold eye contact for a few moments before leaning in. We both seemed to realise it was far too early for kissing and we awkwardly looked away. "I'm sorry Henry, I'd rather get to know you before doing anything like that." I nod at her decision. 

"And I will choose to respect that until you are ready."

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Stress reliever

LEE AKITO SUPREMACY!!!

Ok but like- is this fic partially inspired by real life events? mAybe

So yknow how Akito instead of studying he just tries to guess whats gonna come in the exam which causes him to fail (almost all the time, bby just doesnt learn-) and when he gets all gloomy someone gives him cheer up tickles, i think you know who 👀

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Toya x Akito (romantic but interpret as you wish :))

Ler: Toya

Lee: Akito

Warnings: Tickles! These bbys~

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Another long day of school was finally over, the boys had gotten a pretty mean English test, but of course, Toya passed with flying colors. He was currently exiting the building searching for his partner, Akito. Once he found him near the school gate he noticed that he wasn't looking so well.

"Akito, are you alright...?".

"*sigh* No...I failed another English test!".

Toya had tried telling Akito many times to study properly, but the redhead didn't listen. Toya was about to scold him for not preparing himself the right way but decided against it since he could literally feel the tension radiating from his boyfriend.

They both walked home from school since today was Vivid Bad Squad's day off, they were just going to relax the rest of the day. Once they got home, they made their way into Akito's room, said boy flopping straight into his bed, letting out the loudest sigh possible.

"Still stressed about what happened...?".

Akito let out what seemed to be the 500th sigh of the day.

"...Yeah".

Toya hated seeing his boyfriend so upset, it was very uncharacteristic of him. He sat himself next to Akito thinking on what to do to cheer him up.

Toya suddenly remembered what Tsukasa would do whenever he got upset, he smiled fondly at the memories...maybe it could work on Akito as well?

While his boyfriend was still moping on bed, Toya decided to run a little experiment and poked a single finger on Akito's tummy, causing him to let out a squeak.

"EEK! W-what was that for?!" Akito blushed at the sudden sound he had just made while lowering his arms to protect himself.

"I just wanted to see if you were ticklish, to try to cheer you up" Toya softly smiled at him.

"W-well I think the answer to that is very clear..." Akito was blushing furiously at this point.

"In that case, may I please tickle you?".

Akito could've died right there from how sweet his boyfriend was being. Not only did he want to cheer him up, but asked for his consent as well. Everyone needs a bf like Toya.

"I- W-well uh..." Akito was feeling too flustered to properly answer, he covered his embarrassed face and tried one more time.

"F-fine, but keep it soft..!".

"Anything for you darling" Toya smiled at him and placed himself on top of his hips, giggles of anticipation bubbling out of Akito.

"Akito, I haven't even done anything yet" Toya playfully rolled his eyes at his boyfriend's silly reactions.

"I knohow! I cahahan't help it..!".

"Just try to relax" Toya went to rub Akito's tummy lovingly but once he did, the redhead let out an earshattering squeal, sending Toya into a giggle fit.

"EEEP! Toyaha don't laugh at mehehe!!".

"Okahay, sorry! Phew...I'm going to begin now, alright?".

Akito nodded at Toya, still giggling like a child from the anticipation.

Toya couldn't help but giggle at his cute boyfriend. He then softly placed his hands on Akito's sides and slowly wiggled his fingers on them.

"Gahh! Wahait Toyahaha! Thahat really tickles!!" Poor Akito couldn't control his movement and shot his arms down to his sides.

"Well yeah, it's supposed to tickle, silly".

Toya had the ability to tease Akito without even trying to, it was like a super power, expect he used it for evil (atleast that's what Akito says). The teasing made the tickling ten times worse for the poor redhead.

Toya then moved his hand under Akito's shirt, slowly scribbling all over the soft flesh that is his tummy.

"WAAAH! TOHOHOYA! NAHAT THEHEHERE!".

Akito was having a hard time trying not to swat away Toya's hand from his sensitive tummy. Poor baby couldn't handle a few scribbles!

"Its just a few tickles, I'm sure you can take it".

Silly Akito shook his head, laughing oh so loudly, his laugh might even rival Tsukasa's.

"Okay okay, lets try something different~" Toya pulled up Akito's shirt and leaned down to plant some soft tickly kisses across his tummy.

"Eeeek! Tohohoya! Thahahat tickles!".

Akito was bright red like a strawberry, laughing his lil head off with tears in his eyes. Toya could easily tell that Akito was having a lot of fun, but was also getting tired. It was time to wrap things up, but not before ending with a big blow! Literally.

Toya sucked in as much air as he could and blew the biggest, fattest raspberry right over Akito's navel, sending him into hysterics.

"GYAAAA! TOYAHAHAHA! DOHOHOAHAHAHAHAHA!".

Akito was left speechless, literally. He tried so hard to form coherent sentences but would end up laughing himself silly all over again.

Toya finally stopped his tickly attack, rubbing his boyfriend's tummy a bit more firmly to get rid of the tingles.

"Are you feeling better sweetheart?".

Akito was still giggling like a madman to properly response, so he opted to give his boyfriend a thumbs up. Toya couldn't help but feel happy that he was able to help.

"I'm glad, but for the next test I'll help you study, okay?".

Akito, smiling like a dork, nodded at him. Toya then proceeded to cuddle his giggly boyfriend and they spent the rest of their day in each others embrace, Akito's sour mood long gone.

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After not having any ideas for fics in the past few days, I have finally been blessed with a few pjsekai ideas so stay tuned :D

[anochuu]

kimetsu no yaiba | reverse harem

⤧feat Sanemi, Uzui, Giyū and Kyōjurō

⤧ Fluff

⤧Slightly Rated

⤧Long oneshot

"Giyū."

The ravenette young man slowly find himself tossing the drowsiness away and have come to an awaken when that certain voice calls out for him-his eyelids fluttering open trying to adjust with the light of the afternoon sun.But a shadow seem to conceal them right around his view;coming to a clear it is someone who is looking down at him.

He blinks the sleepiness away which made the female slip a few faint chuckles from her lips,he really looked like a child waking up from his nap.

"Should you really be sleeping here outside?"

He stifle a yawn,now forcing himself to sit upright with a stretch of his arms.He looks at his surroundings momentarily where he remembered planning to take a short rest by the engawa in one of the Ubuyashiki's estate where it meant for the other demon hunters to sleep in.

"Why not?"

"Are you serious? You just got back from an injured mission,did you not? What happened to resting in Shinobu's place?" She sat herself down on the veranda as well now,she is not wearing her haori so Giyū must have guessed she left it back at her own room.

"What about you?" He ask,voice groggy and hoarse when his throat felt dry

"Me?" She blinks twice,

"You just got back from a mission too.Why are you here?"

"You noticed?" Her smile slowly broke out,widening their form that always manage to make Giyū heart flutters in a pleasing way.

"I was just on my way back home 'till i smelt your scent here."

"My scent?"

She nods, "Yeah, after all, Giyū scent is unique tee-hee."

Oh have mercy with his heart

"Is that so.." He murmur,gaze casts downwards and she who senses it lean closer,cradling his cheek with one of her hand, shifting the warmth of her palm to his cold skin.

"You look really tired,Giyū.Will you not rest properly?" She sounded very concern and he uses this chance to lean against her touch.

"Will you be here?" He knows he is acting like a pampered child right now but he can't help it.Whenever (y/n) is around he will only show that fragility side of his only to her;her who manage to thaw the ice in his heart.  Her words are very delicate,assuring and soft which he found himself falling to her sweet honey voice all the damn time.

(y/n)’s lips curve a small but genuine smile, "May i come closer?"

This is what he loves about her; she will always ask for his consent though she knows very well that he will always say yes nonetheless but she still does.  Giyū nodded and she scooted closer where his arms opened ready to welcoming her into his embrace that eventually often ended up with his head resting upon her lap; loving how she would ran through her fingers to comb his black locks,soothing both his mind and physique.

"I met a boy today." He conversed,

 "His whole family was slaughtered by the demons." And he felt her touch stops for a second,before continuing again.

"But left for his sister."

"And i take it you saved them?"

He didn't answer as the silence hovers above the two.

"(y/n)."

"Hm?"

His navy blue gaze bore intensely into her (e/c) ones, "No matter what happened later,will you trust me?"

Her smile slowly fell,she looks like she is trying to figure out the reason behind his eyes but couldn't find any;so what is he talking about?

"Was it life-threatening to you?"

"...yes."

"Will it ease your mind if i said i will?"

He doesn't move or utter a word though his stare never left hers.Sometimes Giyū is unreadable and (y/n) is having difficult times to understand him but all so far ever since she met him, he never hurt her in fact, he adores her so that he  will always remind her through words and actions that he is very caring.

"As long as Giyū believes what's right,then i will believe you too." She concluded.

My dear,what a beautiful creature and her heart so

With that said, Giyū prop himself up, levelling his gaze with hers.He waste no second as he dip in to a soft kiss to her plush ones that looks very irresistible with its natural rosey colour,inviting him to taste it.  One hand went to the back of her head as he leans deeper in result for the girl to arch her back-Giyū took the advantage to let her lie down onto the floor,his mouth working against hers in a fiery but yet soft passionate lock.

(y/n) shut both her eyes closed;wrapping her small arms around his neck intend to pull him closer;his scent getting stronger into her sensitive nose.His grip around her hip is gentle and that almost tickles her.

Her lips are very sweet like bees seeking for the sweetness of nectar buried inside a flower;her smell of faint lily only tantalise his yearning for her even profound.  Does the other men feel like this too whenever they got closer to her? So does that mean she is not only his alone?

He knows (y/n)’s trait is to be kind to everyone but right now he couldn't see it as anything but upsetting. Because that trait only suitable with someone as bright as her; like Rengoku does.

But will he withdraw from it? Of course not. Not when he can get to hold her like this as he wishes to.  He deepens the kiss,she feels the slight tip of his tongue brushes against hers.

"(y/n)."

She is madly obsess with Giyū’s voice whenever he would whisper her name between their mingled breaths.So it is fitting to return the favour,

"Giyū.."

"Lady (y/n)!"

The girl spun around noticing the very familiar vibrant yellow-haired young man with red streaks approaching towards her,his white haori flutters behind his back accompanies with his usual bright smile that could lit almost everyone's day in an instance just by looking at it

"Kyōjurō!" Her face breaks into a wide smile,lifted the edge of her kimono to run straight to him almost stumbling along the way.She tackles the Flame Pillar to a hug which he then brought her for a single spin

"I haven't seen you for some times! Where have you been? How are you?"

"Slow down there ,goddess.I will answer one at a time." He laughs,still refusing to let the girl go.Not that she is complaining but she had longed to be in his strong embrace again,his comforting warmth and she simply cannot go a day without having Rengoku in her lives.

"I was training the kids that got recruited recently into the Corps.I'm sorry i haven't been seeing you recently,i missed you." Rengoku leans in,burying his nose into the crook of her neck with strands of his hair tickling the side of her face.

"You are a teacher now? That occupation suits you the best,have you ever heard yourself through speech?"

"Do not tease me my love." He chuckles, "And how are you? i have a break so i drop by in hoping i can see you." He caresses his lips across her cheekbone,feeling the warm breath swept onto her skin causing shivers down her spine.

"Drop b—" But then she remembered, there is no one by the estate other than her currently.She had sent all her retainers out for a day off in return for their hard work these past few days so how?

"Did you just—jumped over the walls?"

"Yep!" His face is beaming instead of feeling guilty, "I knocked but no one answered!"

"And you see it fitting to sneaked in instead?"

"Why not?" He laughs,"Do you not like it when i sneaked in to see you?" His sunset pair of vivid eyes softens at her sight making all the heat crept up from her neck and gradually gathers on both her pale cheeks colouring it beet red,

"That's so sly of you.."

There is a hint of smirk on his face, "Look at me (y/n)."

When she does, Rengoku peers into her face, "I want to kiss you."

In his eyes, it is frustrating how other men gets to see how beautiful and breathtaking her face is in this close space. The thoughts where others could ran their fingers upon her skin irks his mind that he needed to confirm something, to sate his frustration behind his gaily facade. He remembers where she lies down with Giyū beside when he found her taking a break valuing the time to spend with her when it becomes so busy.  Not to mention the other two Pillars that couldn't keep his hands off her;especially Shinazugawa.

With the devil lurking behind his head,he didn't wait for her respond as Rengoku dive in for a fierce kiss.

Ah His rough and chapped lips crash on hers;stealing all her oxygen away immediately as she held onto the fabric of his haori,his strong bicep went over the back of her waist to crush her body on him to enjoy the warmth and hopefully her scent that will linger on his clothes so he can catch a whiff of her on him at times.

When his kisses became desperate and rough, her mind went blank and she lost her own control letting him swallow every of her small tiny moans,

"Breathe through your nose,(y/n)." He whispers between kisses, "Regulate them."

Even now,he sounded like a good teacher but it somehow stimulates her even more while on the other hand he can feel her breath getting unsteady and he will have no choice but to end this soon so he reminded her again to allow it lasts longer.

How adorable

He pulls away after making sure to leave a bite on her lower lip.(y/n) collapse on his broad chest,inhaling the air that escaped from her lungs.Rengoku continue to kiss the side of her head lovingly,

"I knew sneaking in always got to see you."

"Will you,(y/n)?"

"For the last time,Uzui i won't be your fourth wife."

"Why not?"

"I'm not a fan of sharing."

The male hums,watching her figure around and about in the garden and he thanked the heavens above he chose the right timing to came by. (y/n) will always changes her outfits whenever she is done with missions; so he gets to see her other side of beauties.

"Uzui..?"

"Mhm don't mind me,darling.Keep doing whatever you're doing."

"I'm asking a question,silly." She laughs,that melodious light sound that sings for his heart.

"You look wonderful in anything,exceeding my flamboyant type." He merrily said,watching from earlier where the servants of her house behind her held the colourful obis and kimonos  in different patterns for her to try on.He is saying a fact though, (f/n) is downright a beautiful goddess in his eyes; her beauty exceeding every women he had ever seen in this vast world and secretly he admit,she is far more beauteous than all of his three wives.

Don't get him wrong; he insist on her marrying him is not just because of looks.She is one of the strongest female Pillars he ever encountered other than Shinobu and Mitsuri.Her special abilities is beyond expectations despite her fragile form.

  She wield both Breath of (element) and (element) user,her physical combat is remarkable and she will always proudly presents it was because of her hard training under Giyū and Kyōjurō.

Then his eyebrows form a crease between them upon other male's names in his head came across.The thing is, he had just came back from a mission for exactly a week and kami-sama knows what those vermin done to her in his absence.

"Uzui!"

He was snapped out from his own daze when he looks up to see her already standing right before him,a frown etched across her face visibly clear,

"You've been spacing out rather a lot today,something in your mind?"

"Yeah,whether to sleep at your place or mine tonight?"

His blunt response cause the heat crept up from her neck to her cheeks, "What the heck are you saying!? and in this broad daylight!"

He laughs,always find her reaction amusing, "i'm serious, will you not warm my bed tonight?" He took one of her hand in his to place chaste kiss around her fingers all the while keeping his intense maroon gaze to look into her eyes.

She smiles, "No."

Then his face fell to a sulk, "No? why no?"

"as i said,i'm not a fan of sharing." She drew her hand back to her side,noticing the ghost pout on his lips that she secretly found it very rare on a man as eccentric and loud as the Sound Pillar is.

So she tip on her toes, placing a quick but intimate peck of kiss on his lips catching the man taken aback.  He blinks at her triumphant smirk, "but this'll do for now.We shall see tonight."

He watches her back walking away as he still stand on his ground,baffled. The corner of his lips curve to a grin eventually,catching up to her,

"You think that was enough?" he huffs to himself,imagining the bigger possibilities in the back of his head once he get his hands on her tonight.

       Some say the Wind Pillar is the demon from hell himself because all he speaks are nothing but curses, rebukes not to mention his emotional rage all the damn time.  But then again, all demon slayers have their own pasts that made them who they have become today so why the judge?

Though that is still no excuse for this certain Pillar to be so rough on the rookies that they start calling him the 'lunatic pillar'

"But my Nemi is the nicest of all~!"

"GAHH! I TOLD YOU TO STOP THAT!"

(y/n) laughs out loud,doubling over whenever she got the opportunity to tease the Wind Pillar's younger brother who always turns beet red like the tomato in the Butterfly Estate's garden.

Animated steam blowing out from his both ears,unable to look at the girl in the yes because as everyone said, she is a beauty to behold and Genya who hits puberty,is now extremely shy in front of these complicated creatures.

"you are so cute!"

kami,did she even hear herself right now?

How did it come down to this? one moment he was enjoying the handmade ohagi in his engawa by himself until she decided to pay a visit out of the blue,choking the tea in his throat.

  It happens in a slip of a tongue when they were talking about his older brother,he uses his secretive nickname he always had inside his imagination.But now that she heard it loud,she simply won't just stop.

"But i completely understand you," her voice regained back to its compose, "He is just very bad at expressing himself so maybe somebody just had to teach him."

"Teach me what?"

their heads shot to the right where a drawling snarl was heard.There,the mentioned white-haired male is now approaching them closer

"Ooh if it isn't my Nemi~!"

"(Y-Y/N)-SAN!"

They sensed him flinch,his glaring eyes now glowering even darkened to the point Genya just wanted to crawl into a hole underneath the house right now.

"What the actual fuck?"

She feigned a dramatic gasp, "Nemi! watch your language,please! Hello? a kid here?"

He mutters another incoherent curses underneath his breath, running his hands through his white locks, "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I'm stopping by on my way back from Oyakata-sama's headquarter."

He rose an eyebrow, "Why?"

"Aah,are you curious?" she wiggles her eyebrows and rather to deal with her childish act right now,he simply waved her off,heading inside the house, "never mind."

"And you, rather than slacking off why don't you train your damn limbs off?"

"Y-yes!"

She frown at the exchange yet brief conversation-well,technically not one but that is the daily talks the siblings will only get.  So (y/n) excused herself from Genya to follow the older Shinazugawa inside.

"What do you want again?" she heard him groan knowing full aware she is trailing behind him into the kitchen

"What was that? Genya was waiting for you to come home,you buffoon."

"What'd you call me?"

"Nothing," she huffs,"Would you like some tea,buffoon?"

She casually prepares the teapot and mugs from the shelves after numerous times visited his estate.He did said make herself at home so she is putting to a good use at that opportunity.

"If you're only here to talk my ear off,i'd better sleep." he grunted,crossed his arms as he leans onto the counter,watching the girl in his kitchen.

"A simple 'I made Ohagi' is a big step for him,you know?" she hands him the warm tea,

He only looks away silently sipping it,

She sighs, "Sanemi.."

She waited patiently,staring intently at the man before she heard distinct mutters behind the mug over his mouth,

"what?"

"i said i'll fucking try,okay." He gives in,mumbling.

This brought a smile upon her lips. With the close distance, Sanemi casually reaches for her hips before tugging her closer so he can hold her into his big and safe embrace,rests his forehead onto one of her shoulder,

"There,there why don't you take a rest while i accompany Genya for a while?" she caresses the back of his head,her fingers twirling at some strands of his white-titanium hair.

"Forget about that twat, i thought you're here to see me."

"That twat happens to be your brother." she lightly slap the back of his neck with a frown,a faint warn for him to watch how he speaks though that is a fairly fat chance.

"Yeah yeah whatever." Sanemi dismissed listlessly,nuzzling his nose deeper to her scent that he would be lying if he was to say it does not calm him. After a long and tiring afternoon unceasingly lone training,this is just what he needs.She always comes at the right timing.

(y/n)’s lips pulled to a firm,straight line when she then felt his lips brushes the skin along the valley between her neck and shoulders sending vague shivers down her spine.His other hand went over her back to pull the collar of her yukata down.

W..woah!

Without any warning, his teeth starts to nibble as she tensed in his arms.He carelessly place the mug from his hand to the counter behind him,knocking it over for the little liquid to spill.

"Wait,S-Sanemi—"

She let out a yelp when he starts to add little strength to bit on a certain spot,sucking them to make sure he leaves a mark.  He pulls away just enough to admire the single hickey he just made that comes to life in its redness against her skin.

She deliver a slap again but this time,on his forearm,

"Pervert,what was that for?" she frown,

"What, the mark i gave you last time gone expired,i'm only duplicating it." he shrugs but the smug smirk on his face screams sorry not sorry.

"So the other bastards know you belong to me."

[chris-evans-indian-fanfic]

Across Seven Seas

Chapter 4

Description: This fanfiction series is set in the year 2022, after the horrid COVID-19 has finally come to an end. In this fanfiction, Chris Evans holidays with his family in India and meets Meera Shankar. The story explores their rollercoaster journey and raises a question, whether two people, from two contrasting backgrounds and cultures, can build their future together?

WE FINALLY FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED WITH CHRIS IN THIS CHAPTER!

This series is Chris Evans x OFC with Chris Evans' family and friends having recurring appearances. Please find below a lot of Original Characters-

Meera Shankar - The female lead

Meera's Mother

Poppy - Meera's maternal grandmother

Rohan - Meera's elder brother who is 6 years older than her.

Ankur - Concierge of the Hotel Maple-Fawn in Mussoorie

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P.S- India follows only one timezone.

P.P.S- All the photographs used in the chapters are of the real locations mentioned. I clicked these photographs on my vacation.

This is a work of fiction. The names of the hotels and companies have been changed to avoid copyright issues. Meera Shankar and her family is based on the author and her kin. No offense is intended.

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Chapter 4

7th September, 1:50 pm - Dehradun-Mussoorie Road

Seated comfortably in 2 large SUVs, the Evans family was on its way to Maple-Fawn, where they were to spend the rest of their vacation in peace. While almost everyone was fast asleep, Chris was wide-awake, awestruck with the view as their cars drove on winding slopes of the mountain. His body was tired, but his eyes refused to shut, taking in every detail of the natural beauty.

When they finally reached the hotel, the cold air was cruelly nipping at them. Since Delhi had been extremely hot, they had decided to ditch the winter wear until after they reached Mussoorie. Basking in the warmth of their rooms, Chris couldn't help but marvel at the view from his room. The entire valley was sprawled beneath him, the hill-side dotted with lush green leaves.

There were mountains as far as his eyes could see, dark green set against the bright blue sky. This would be a good place to sketch, he thought, sitting on the chair in his bedroom balcony.

The rest of the day was uneventful for the family, with all of them tuckered out.

Same day, 5:30pm - Hotel Maple-Fawn

Bundled up in 2 sweaters, a jacket, skull cap and finally, a shawl to cover it all up, Meera finished her walk across the property. She now knew where the gym, yoga centre, gaming zone, library, swimming pool, dance club, spa and garden were located. She knew every exit, every corridor and passage. She was satisfied with the amount of fire extinguishers present and their ease of access. The hotel had various maps screwed into the walls, with clearly demarcated ways to the nearest exit and fire extinguishers.

Heading back to her room, she felt her phone vibrate. "Hey Ma, what happened?" she answered the call. "Where are you?" "Just taking a walk, coming back now." "YOU LEFT THE HOTEL?! ALONE?!" shouted her mother. "Ma, calm down, I did not leave the hotel. I was just taking a walk inside the hotel premises. I wanted to see their gym, swimming pool, gaming zone, spa..." "Oh okay okay, but you should have told me you are going na." "Have you checked your phone? I sent you a Whatsapp message when I left. You even received it," replied Meera. "Yes but that was a long time ago!" "It was only 20 minutes ago Ma!" said an indignant Meera, "It is not my fault that you panicked!" "I am your mother. I have every right to panic when I can't find my children." Reaching the lift to her portion of the hotel, Meera disconnected the call.

Conducting a thorough check of any premises had become somewhat of a habit for Meera. There had been too many instances where innocent people had been the victims of fires just because the building had not been upto code, or even if they were, then the people did not know where the exits were or how to use a fire extinguisher. She was not going to take any chances when it came to protecting her family.

Entering the shared bedroom, Meera's mother ran to hug her, "Where were you? Do you know how worried I was?" "Mom I had been gone for just 20 minutes. Can you please not be so clingy?" retorted Meera, dodging her mother. "I am a mother. Mothers are not clingy." "First of all," replied Meera, "A mother is a relation and being clingy is a personality trait, so yes, you can be both. And secondly, I told you where I am na, what is the need to be so hyper all the time?" "I worry Bala," her Mother said with concern, "Times are bad." "If the times are bad then..." "How is the rest of the hotel?" interrupted Poppy, ending their conversation. "It is great. They even have a small library here. Some of your favourite authors are available as well. There's Danielle Steel, Maeve Binchy and Babara Taylor Bradford." "Oo that's nice. Any books which we haven't read?" "I don't know which books you haven't read, but I will take you there whenever you want. I got this interesting book which talks about the history of Mussoorie and..." "Why is my phone hanging?" Poppy interrupted again, "Meera check and see what is wrong with my phone." Meera quietly sighed. Her grandmother had an annoying habit of interrupting people when they were talking about something she wasn't interested in. Clearing some of the junk from the phone, she handed it back to Poppy. "Aah now it's working properly," smiled Poppy.

Next day, 10am - Hotel Maple-Fawn

The restaurant where all the meals were served housed floor-to-ceiling windows which offered a beautiful view of the trees and overlooked the valley below.

The Evans family was already at the table next to the window, savoring the delicious breakfast. Scott suddenly stopped eating his omelette, his eyes squinting at something across the room. "Did you guys see that woman? She took a bowl of cornflakes and is eating them without milk! Why would she do that?" Carly and Lisa turned around while Shanna tried to crane her neck to look at the person. "Who are you talking about?" asked Shanna. "That woman in the skull cap! She's sitting at the table of 4, with 3 other people! The one who's wearing the bulky sweater and shawl!" "That's not a woman, that's a man," stated Carly, "I saw him walking around our wing yesterday. He was looking at all the fire extinguishers and the maps for some reason. I thought he worked with the hotel. What a weirdo." "I think that's a woman," contributed Lisa, "What do you think Chris?" "Not interested," came the reply.

Over the course of the next few days, members of the Evans family kept spotting the 'mystery person', either at the gaming zone, the library, restaurant or around the premises. Shanna swore she once heard the person and their voice sounded "Deep and gruff, just like a man's!" "Bullshit!" retorted Scott, "I saw her crouching on the gravel pathway yesterday. It's a she!" "Wait why was she crouching on the pathway for no reason? That is so weird!" commented Stella, Chris' 13-year-old niece. "Oh she was picking up some wrapper or plastic, I don't know I wasn't very close." "Then how are you sure it was she and not he?" argued Shanna.

The doorbell of their suite rang, putting a pause to the argument. The concierge, Ankur, was at the door. He informed them that the hotel was organising a horse-riding workshop for the next day and wanted to check if anyone would be interested to participate. "Sounds like fun," Scott wondered, "No! I cannot hear you complain about chafed thighs for the rest of the vacation," said Chris. After they politely refused, Ankur reminded Chris about the mediation program. "You have only visited one session sir, when we had you signed up for the entire duration of your stay. Did you not like the session?" "Oh no it was great. I... I just wanted to spend sometime with my family, you know?" "I understand sir. You can rejoin the program anytime you want. I will take your leave. Do let us know if there's anything we can do to serve you," and with that, Ankur left.

"I am sorry," apologized Carly, "I thought you might like the mediation program. Rishikesh is just a few hours away you know. We can go and spend the rest of our vacation there." "Please don't say that," replied Chris, "They have a nice teacher here. It's just that I have already heard and read everything that the guru was preaching. Plus it's so beautiful here. I want us to stay," Chris tried his best to sound convincing.

It wasn't that this vacation was a bad idea, the change of location and the absence of the hounding media had relieved some of the stress Chris had been facing. It was just that Chris felt like he didn't belong anywhere. Uptil now, for the better part of the vacation, he had stayed holed up in his room, either watching PicFlix or sitting in his balcony, with a blank notepad and pencil. There were days when his mind was flooded with thoughts and then there were times when he felt... numb. He sat in the cold, without a sweater or a jacket, just to feel the nip of the wind, which never really came. He felt like he was either running at top speed, or he had come to a full stop. When therapy had not worked for him, he had tried to speak to his family, but they were always supportive and just this once, just this once, he did not want them to be. He had fucked up, and he wanted a way to fix it. But how could he when he himself needed fixing?

Settling back in his room, with a glass of whisky, neat, he closed his eyes, to rewind everything that had happened, once again.

Post the COVID-19 nightmare, when the country had finally reopened and life had started to return to normalcy, Chris and his partners, Mark Kassen and Joe Kiani, had finally launched their civic engagement project A Starting Point (ASP). The launch had been successful, with Chris' devoted fans flocking to the website in the first few days. The concept had been quite simple, to get senators on one-minute videos to answer questions on topics related to education, trade policies, immigration and more. They had managed to get inputs and secure participation from politicians belonging to both the parties. It all worked fine for the first 2 months.

The third month came with its own set of issues. Many politicians started promoting their own agendas, instead of just explaining the existing policies. This led to a shortage of interview clips as Chris and his team refused to air such videos.

As time went on, politicians belonging to the same parties started giving different, contradicting information on the same topics. While some senators painted a pretty picture about a particular policy, others spoke against it. What added fuel to the fire was that the some of the news media had started reporting that Chris was causing friction in both the political parties through ASP, especially the Republican party. It also didn't help that Chris had been outspoken against the previous Republican President. Moreover, politicians who answered questions by ASP started changing their responses when they were asked the same questions by the media. They blamed Chris for somehow manipulating and changing their responses.

This had already started taking a toll on Chris' career. Award functions were reluctant to invite him to the ceremony, let alone nominate him for his roles. His box office collections had started seeing a decline. Even the media was increasingly writing negative stories about him, wondering whether America's blue-eyed hero is finally becoming the villian.

As months passed, an increased number of citizens were disgruntled by the lack of new videos and hence, lack of information on the site.

The final nail in ASP's coffin was Senator Yellowstone. One of the youngest senators to ever be elected, Senator Yellowstone was charming, intelligent and sharp. He understood the need for reforms in the governement and knew that change was inevitable in order for the country to progress. It was uncanny how Chris and Yellowstone agreed on multiple political issues. Both of them saw eye-to-eye when it came to the electoral college, voting and other issues. As a result, Yellowstone became one of the top contributors of ASP, always open to share a small video on the topics that mattered the most.

Chris would never forget the day when Yellowstone's rape scandal broke the news. He had been accused of rape and molestation by 43 teenagers. Apparently, as a part of his community outreach, Yellowstone ran a program wherein he would tutor and guide young females who would be interested to take part in politics in the near future. Chris had been impressed by the initiative and had supported Yellowstone. But, he did not know that Yellowstone was using the initiative as a front for his horrific crimes. That scandal destroyed Chris, professionally and personally. ASP finally shut down and all the studios cancelled their contracts with him. He was fired from his ongoing projects. While the court had acquitted Chris of all charges, the media still put him on trial everytime. He couldn't come to face the truth. He blamed himself for what happened to those poor girls. He could have been, should have been more careful in trusting people. But, Yellowstone's charm was such that he could charm the snake into shedding it's skin, and then sell it back to him.

Chris had publically apologized to all the victims and had discreetly offered to pay for their education. While some graciously accepted the offer, understanding that Chris had nothing to do with the scandal, a few others saw it as Chris' attempt to hide his 'alleged' involvement. They approached the media with this story and as expected, the next day his kind gesture was butchered, tainted as a 'cover-up fiasco' by the news outlets.

It had been a year since then. There were no new projects on Chris' desk. Most of the film industry was practising their distance, with only a few loyal friends sticking by his side. His social media accounts lay dormant. There were still a portion of his fans who stood by him, defending him on the internet, but there was a large number of people who even today thought he had to do something with the scandal and was to blame.

Everyday, his remorse ate him alive. Everyday, he felt himself slipping into the abyss and everyday, his motivation to try and reach out for help lessened. Everyday.

Chris' phone pulled him out of his reverie. He saw Scott's name on the screen, asking him to join the family for dinner. Chris looked at the untouched glass of whisky, deciding he was not hungry.

Not tonight.