#giftbox mumbles

[thinking-outside-the-giftbox18]

[ANDY’S APPLE FARM DOODLES - EXORCISED REBOOT AU]

Introducing Team Fruity ft. The Sweet Apple who just wants one good day, the Posh Clock who secretly cares about the apple, and the laidback pumpkin who has one brain-cell and eldritch powers.

So I got sucked up into the AAF fandom due to some emotional issues with college and it’s helping a bit after looking into the fanarts and ideas.

This AU is basically a mix of my own ideas and @sir-subpar where once Thomas’ family and the entity leave the game and the characters are somewhat back to their normal selves, and Peter has nothing to do but just exist.

Points in this AU: 

- No one forgot about what had happened. But Andy was the tormentee of it all. So, he began to distance himself from his friends, working more in his farm and communicate little.

- Margaret, Felix, and Melody were aware that Andy’s not around much, but it was Claus who noticed Andy avoiding everything and had regrets about his previous actions. 

- Andy found Peter relaxing under a tree and at first was scared of him, only to let him live and work with him as he had no place to go to.

- Peter gets along with Andy’s friends like a laidback uncle figure who gives either good advice or the chaotic options. He also has the entity’s powers but it’s only when necessary or to freak people out.

- Peter and Andy do get along as they help each other around the farm, Peter does the heavy work and lets Andy do the rest.

- Claus gets a bit jealous of Peter because he was Andy’s best friend first and he wants him back.

There is more to this AU’s story but that is all I could share for now due to college...

[noirsfantasy]

On the third day of Christmas…

𝔄 𝔉𝔯𝔬𝔰𝔱𝔶 𝔓𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔬𝔰𝔞𝔩

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 ➛ John Boyega x Black!Fem Reader

𝔯𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔥 ➛ Fluff

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱 ➛1.2K

𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰 ➛ You and John had been together for a while. It was like he was the peanut butter to your jelly (I know, corny). And, to John, you were like a breath of fresh air for him. And no one can live without air, so why should he?

𝔞/𝔫 ➛ John Boyega, now that’s marriage material right there🥴 Honestly, I feel like he would go all out for a proposal, but we can talk about that later, lol. Enjoy!

12 Days of Christmas Masterlist

"It's cold as balls out here!" I shiver as John lets out a loud laugh, wrapping his arms around me to warm me. I narrow my eyes at him as he chuckles.

"You really are too cute, darling." He says as he pulls me in close to him. We are walking through the park and it's snowing out. It looks absolutely beautiful out here, but it's still extremely cold. I'm not usually one for cold weather, but John insisted we go for a walk and I just couldn't say no.

"I'm serious! It's freezing, John." I pout slightly, looking up at him.

"You're such a baby, Y/N," He teases as he pulls me into his arms and kisses my forehead. I can't help but to giggle as he does this. The streetlights illuminate our faces with a soft, romantic glow. The only sound is our breathing and the faint trickle of a nearby fountain.

"I'm not a baby. I am just not very fond of the cold." I defend myself as my cheeks are red from the cold.

"But you're still a bit of a baby," He says with a playful grin. "And a princess, as well. You need me to keep you nice and toasty." He readjusts my scarf so it covers me better.

"Let me take care of you, love." His voice is low as he speaks and his lips brush against my cheek, leaving a soft kiss in their wake. I grumble adorably as I let him kiss my cheek, secretly happy to be out with him right now.

"Hmph, fine." I mumble. John smirks at my little grumble as he pulls me even closer. The heat from his body spreads through our jackets, warming us both. He leans down to whisper into my ear.

"Alright then, love. Just let me look after you, my beautiful princess." I roll my eyes playfully at him and then look up at the sky. I notice that the previously still air is now filled with snowflakes.

"It's snowing!" I point upwards as excitement fills my voice. John looks up at the light flurry of snowfall and smiles at my reaction.

"It sure is, innit." He says, watching the snowflakes flit through the air, each one settling on my beautiful brown skin. He chuckles as he brushes some of the snow off of my shoulders.

"Thank our lucky stars it's comin' light. It'd be a right mess if it was pouring down heavy." He says before stealing a kiss from me. I smile against his lips before we pull away. I walk a bit further out into the snow, putting my hands up and spinning as snowflakes fall on me. John laughs as he watches me, admiring the childish joy that I display.

"Y/N, come here for a second..." John's voice is low and playful. I can see the twinkle in his eyes as he watches me frolic in the snow. I turn towards him as he walks up to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and mine around his neck.

"What is it, babe?" I question as he pulls my body against his.

"I've got something for you." He lets go of my waist and holds one of my hands, the other one reaching into his pocket. "Close your eyes," he says softly. I close my eyes and try to sneak a glance. "No peeking, it's a surprise."

"Okay..." I chuckle a bit as I squeeze my eyes shut, wondering what he could be planning. John lets go of my hand and takes a step back. I hear a lot of shuffling and I hear him take a deep breath.

"Alright, now open..." He says and I follow instructions. As my eyes open, I see John, kneeling on one knee in the snow , holding up a small giftbox. He holds it open, a bright and nervous smile on his face. Inside that box is a gold ring with a gorgeous white diamond in the middle.

"Y/N, will you marry me?" He asks, his heart pounding in his chest. My eyes go wide as I bring my hands up to my mouth, gasping loudly.

"Babe! Are- Are you serious?!" I ask in disbelief. My gasp of surprise draws the attention of other parkgoers. John's grin widens as he nods his head. The snow falls softly around us, a picture-perfect setting.

"Y/N, I've never felt so strongly for anyone in my life." He starts, looking deeply into my eyes. My heart flutters as I try to control my breathing. "I might wind you up a bit, and I know I can be a pain, but there's nothing I wouldn't do to see you happy and safe. You're the most gorgeous and precious thing I've ever had the pleasure of having by my side. I want you to be with me always. So, Y/N L/N... Will you marry me?" My eyes well up with tears as I nod my head enthusiastically. I pull my glove off of my left hand and hold my hand out for him.

"Yes! Of course, I'll marry you! A million times yes!" I exclaim, my voice shaking a bit. John takes my slender hand in his and slides the ring onto my finger. It's the perfect fit. He smiles widely as the snow picks up, small flakes falling on our faces as he lifts me up.

"Baby, my sweet, beautiful love. You have no idea how much this means to me," He tells me as he sets me down, pulling me into a tight embrace. "You're my shining star, the beat of my heart, and I want to experience every single moment with you." He kisses me passionately. As our lips meet, the crowd at the park starts cheering all around us. Although, in this moment, It's just me and John.

The crowd's cheers fade into a whisper as our kiss comes to an end. We share a breath, gazing into each other's eyes as the heat from our bodies warms us. John traces my cheek with his finger and caresses my hair gently.

"Y/N Boyega, my soulmate. My everything." His voice is sincere as the snowfall grows heavier. I beam and jump forward, kissing John passionately once more. The shock is still fresh and I can't wrap my head around the idea that I'm getting married. The two of us are wrapped in each other's arms and are lost in a blissful moment of intimacy and romance. After a while, John pulls away and looks around.

"Now it's proper snowing, innit?" He chuckles as he wipes away the snow that's collected on my hat. "I think we'd better head home before it gets worse, my love." He leans down to whisper in my ear, "but I won't lie... I kinda want to keep kissing you."

"Well, we can continue this at home, then," I reply, a sly smirk on my face as I stand with my new fiance.

"Oh, I like the sound of that," He says playfully, pulling me into one last kiss as the snowfall gets heavier. I hold his hand and we begin to walk home, our laughter echoing through the air.

[berlioz-beaumont]

♡ ♥💕❤ A PACKAGE HAS ARRIVED FROM CANDYGRAM !! ♡ ♥💕❤

[The person delivering the box asks for Berlioz personally, and begins singing ’Put Your Head On My Shoulder’ passionately before handing over a box. The box is decorated with hearts and flowers. Inside, it contains: One Telegram, a box of chocolates, and a bouquet of roses.]

The Telegram reads:

To: Berlioz Beaumont From: A Secret Admirer Happy Valentine’s Day, my sweet songbird

Happy Valentine’s Day !!

.

The front bell rung, and Berlioz yelled he would get it, since he was already coming down the stairs of the house. Still licking the chocolate off his fingers, he opened the front door –to be confronted by the toothy grin of a messenger dressed in red and with a little golden heart embroidered on their hat. Berlioz gulped. He had a bad feeling about this, even as he noticed that this messenger carried another box with chocolates…

“Put your head on my shoulder…” the messenger sang passionately, in a perfect crooner’s voice. Berlioz would have been honestly quite impressed by it if he wasn’t busy turning pale as a ghost. “Hold me in your arms, baby… Squeeze me oh-so-tight–”

“You really don’t need to do this,” Berlioz mumbled, trying to get the box off the messenger’s hands. They were wily, though, and held on tight to the giftbox, as tightly as they would hold this imaginary beloved recipient of their love. “… Please, stop singing. Please. I beg you, please.”

They didn’t seem to hear him over the honeyed lyrics of Paul Anka. Berlioz could only stand awkwardly, trying to look anywhere that wasn’t the messenger’s fervent expression as they continued singing their heart out. “How-how much did they pay you for this?” he tried to ask them, unsuccessfully. “They did pay you to do this, right…? Just –please. That’s enough… You don’t need to sing the whole song, I get it. Please, stop. For the love of God, stop.”

[annaofthenorthernlights]

It´s your life

Chapter 6

New home

Setting: Kristanna - Modern AU

Rating for this chapter: M (mentioning of sexual actions, this time at the end…🙃)

Word counting: 2738

Previous chapters (on AO3)

Summary: When Anna had finished unpacking her suitcases, she felt even more at home. She wondered what it would be like to live here for the rest of her life. The thought made her smile, but was she allowed to think that way then?

Another note at the end of chapter…

Again, Anna stood before her suitcases and bags, that waited to get unpacked. She looked around the room. Kristoff must have rearranged his shelf and cupboard in his bedroom, to provide some space for her personal belongings. She liked her new surroundings. The three-room flat was situated right above the neat little carpentry. It was a cosy place.

Kristoff and Sven had got the chance to purchase the whole complex one year ago, when the former owner simply got too old to run the workshop any longer. The old carpenter had been delighted to leave the whole building to the young newcomers and had asked a fair price, that was in the reach to pay off in due time, if their work would flourish soon enough. And with the new project on plan, they would get good chances to make themselves a respectable name in near time. Sven himself lived next to his parents further down the town.

Kristoff and Sven had just met the project manager for the new construction site today to sign the contract for their involvement in this development. She had been so proud of him and was happy for her.

When Anna had finished unpacking her suitcases, she felt even more at home. She wondered what it would be like to live here for the rest of her life. The thought made her smile, but was she allowed to think that way then? She gnawed on her lips and sat down on the bed and let herself fall backwards to stare at the ceiling. Where would she be supposed to go from here? She didn´t want to be in the way or sort of intruder. But when she had called Kristoff right after she had left the family estate, he had not hesitated a second to announce his coming over to pick her up. Apparently, he was happy to have her here. Anna felt a gratefulness that reached deep within her, like a warm bath she could dwell in and relax, letting all anxiety drift away bit by bit.

The box with her study books sat in the corner. Anna sat up and thought for a moment. Yes, she would finish her studies, pass her finals best she could. But there was no reason not to look for a job in the meanwhile, to make her own living. To start her new gained life with some useful tasks.

And when she heard Kristoff rummaging in the kitchen with pans and plates, she decided to give her newfound freedom a good push start.

*****

It had been a troubled moment when Anna had called him right after his lunch break. She had been shaken; Kristoff could tell. But then, had he not expected such a call, and had he not secretly favoured it to be so? Not that he wanted his girlfriend to be devastated, the way she had got kicked out, not at all. But she was here now, with him, and he so hoped Anna would consider this her home, too. But then, compared to her former home… there was not much he had to offer. So, it had touched him deeply that she had just said this to him two hours ago.

“This is all. There´s not much left… I´ve nothing to bring, Kristoff… Nothing to offer that makes me a great catch to be taken home with. Will you still have me?” She had said. If only she would understand how happy he was having her.

He thought of the little gift box that was stored in his living room desk by now. He had carried it around so many times already. If only he could manage to find the right moment to ask her… But then, she surely needed to settle, to get acquainted with her life, that had just turned upside down within a few hours. How could he come her way now and ask her to join his world without her having figured out her own in the first place…

Kristoff had not heard Anna´s approaching and was occupied with the food on the stove, when two slender arms reached around his waist and a small body leaned in against his back. He smiled at this tender touch and patted Anna´s hands on his chest. It felt good, so good, to have her here.

“Have I thanked you already for taking me in?” She nuzzled into his shoulder blades.

Kristoff turned his head sideways and cooed to her, “have I told you how happy I am of having you here?” He shifted slightly to turn down the gas, shoved the pans to the side and turned within her embrace just to pull her close and burry his lips in her hair.

Gosh, I love you! I want to marry you, make you happy, start a family of our own… laugh with you, cry with you, grow old together, keep each other warm during cold nights…

If only he knew the right moment to ask her…

“Are you hungry? Dinner´s ready.”

*****

“Please, Anna, you don´t need to prove anything to me. Why don´t you just concentrate on your final exams for the upcoming weeks and be my guest for the meanwhile?”

“But I don´t want to be some sort of house sitter.” Anna gnawed on her lips, while turning her napkin in her hands. “You are so generous to me; I mean you shifted your things to leave some space to my stuff and on top of all you serve me the best food one could possibly get in this town. I want to contribute!”

Kristoff sighed and reached forward to lay his hand on hers.

“I know you do. But honestly Anna, I mean it. Take your time to look around and whenever you find something suitable, we can figure out how to proceed. I love having you here with me. And I will not hesitate to tell you every day if necessary. Besides, I always thought relationship is about being there for each other.”

Anna couldn´t help but smile at Kristoff with sparkling eyes. His words had stirred something within her. What if I could stay here forever? But yes, she needed to proceed for now, and to be hosted by this wonderful man was the greatest gift she was allowed to accept right now.

“Thank you!” She said simply. “I promise to concentrate on those upcoming weeks. But please let me at least share some chores with you. Imagine me proofing to you of being a capable housekeeper?” She giggled and waved off the thought with rolling eyes.

Kristoff grinned and remarked laughing, “go ahead. My home is your castle.”

Anna thought for a moment and tilted her head with a smirk.

“Suggestion for this first night… You know, I´m off the rag again.”

*****

Kristoff sat at the bedside and bent down to kiss his sweetheart awake. Not that easy a task, for Anna was a good sleeper. He didn´t mind. She was here and it was important that she feel safe and home. So, a good night rest would do her any good.

“Hey beautiful, good morning.” He cooed to her ear.

A mumbling something came from underneath a mess of red hair.

“I must head down for work. Breakfast is still on the table. Will you be alright? If you need anything don´t hesitate to come down, will you? Or give me a call. Yes?”

The mass of red hair moved slightly, and some part of a face came to sight, eyes still closed but the lips forming a “goo-mon… iwill… thx…”

A good hour later, after a shower and some crunchy oatmeal for the start, Anna sat over her books again. There was not lecture in today, so she could make herself a good home study day, which – at the end – turned out to be not very efficient. While she could hear the sawing machine and hammering and screwing activities from downstairs, Anna cherished the realisation of being where she was.

Though, her thoughts would wander off to here and there. Rewinding memory of the encounter with her grandfather popped into her mind. Then, she mused over how and what Elsa might be up to by now. Anna grabbed her mobile and checked her messages. There was nothing from her sister. She hesitated first, but then she sent off a quick note to Elsa, just saying that she was fine and sitting over her books (after all and at least, her study library was spread out before her, so it was no lie).

But most of all Anna could not help remembering Kristoff surprising her with that unforgettable trip to Disneyland. The memory of their partaking in those two parades made her dream off all along. It had been miraculous. It was just then, that she remembered her idea of the photo that must hang out as their reminder. Anna connected her mobile with Kristoff´s printer and looked through the drawers for suitable print paper. Ah, there it was. She reached for the pile of postcard sized photopaper, just to spot a little purple giftbox with a tiny fake sunflower on top, that lay neatly stored right behind the paper pile.

She was always told not to be nosy. Of course, she would not rummage within Kristoff´s belongings. She hastily pushed the drawer close and sat straight to commit herself on printing her pictures. The printer rattled and the photos ended up in the tray. No, she would not peep… But then, she had to put back the left-over photo papers. Okay, close your eyes, pull open the drawer and put back the pile. No. The pile must lay just the way you´ve found it. So then, pull open the drawer, concentrate on the paper pile in the front and then quickly shut that dam drawer!

The rest of the morning, Anna spent crafting a neat little frame for the special picture. She had pulled out a sheet of paper from her study paper and kept crafting and colouring little paper flowers and hearts along the hemline. Then, she glued the photo in the middle, and it was perfect. Around lunchtime she was done, and the lovely memory stuck to the refrigerator (Mickey and Minnie Mouse with Kristoff in the middle).

All the while she had been busy and distracted, concentrating dreamingly on her first contribution to add a little something to her new home. But now? She should go back over her books… What was in that little box?!

It was time for lunch and Kristoff and Sven were waiting. She´d better leave… That box…

*****

“Look, what we´ve got!” Kristoff beckoned Anna closer, when she had come down the stairs. She stepped closer to notice him looking at some piece of paper in his hand, shaking his head smiling. He showed her the content of the received post.

Anna gasped loudly and put a hand to her chest. “Oh my gosh, that´s so neat!” She grabbed at the photograph, that showed them both in costume. They were sitting on the sled and Kristoff had placed his arm around her shoulder, while Anna had put a hand on his knee. They were smiling at each other. It was a zoomed in pic and it was so loveable. A wonderful addition to the Mouse-family!

“Matthias has sent a little note with the picture,” Kristoff continued, “if we were ever looking for a job at Disneyland, we should just give him a call.” He laughed and placed a hand at her shoulder blades.

Anna withdraw her eyes from the wonderful picture and beamed up at him, chirping “good to know! If nothing works, I´d give it a try. Would be lovely to see Honeymaren again, anyway.”

Don´t look to much in his eyes, you will ask… Don´t ask what´s in that box…. Don´t!!!!

Luckily, Sven came in to give her a gentle hug and then they headed for a quick lunch break at the coffee shop around the corner.

Anna was determined to go over her lecture prep for the next day. She must concentrate and focus on her duty… If only she wasn´t so nosy… What if she just peeped a tiny little bit? No! She wouldn´t! For some reason, the little gift was in there. What if it was simply an empty box, waiting for a content? No. She wouldn´t peep… If it was meant to be for her in the first place… The surprise would be worth it! If…

*****

It was her second night in her new home and Anna felt content all over. She was about to get ready for bed and finished her evening routine in the bathroom. While brushing her teeth, she thought of the early evening. Kristoff had smiled at her craft work at the refrigerator and mentioned with a grin that her proof of good housekeeping was paying off already. He had earned himself a good playful punch to his upper arm for that. He hadn´t asked where she had got the photo paper from. Maybe he had been too tired from his work to think of the drawer. A thought hit her mind and she nearly dropped the toothbrush. What if he wouldn´t remember the giftbox? What if he had stored it in there ages ago and had forgotten about it? Okay, stop that brooding! And most of all – don´t say anything about it! You´re not nosy! Best you go to sleep right away!

When Anna came into the bedroom, Kristoff sat on the bed, looking at his mobile. He wore his boxer shorts as always and nothing else. He looked so dam good. Anna couldn´t go to sleep right away like that…

“Sven has texted just before,” Kristoff remarked glancing at her, “he invited us over to his place for tomorrow evening. His sister is coming and would love to see us again.”

“Ah, Susan, yes, that be lovely.” Anna exclaimed and shifted herself closer to Kristoff.

He put his mobile on the bedside table and offered her an embrace, which she eagerly responded by snuggling herself even closer.

“Are you alright so far?” Kristoff asked, while running a hand through her hair, and placing his lips to her forehead.

“Thank you yes. I think I will be fine with the final lectures coming up. I´m so glad to be here. It´s like a lucky twist of things, that I can learn without pressure and know I´m appreciated for who I am and not for what I achieve.”

Kristoff sighed and increased his embrace to confirm his appreciation. “I´m glad you´re comfy here. And I hope you can let go of what has been implicated on you. Maybe time will help. Hey, your family loves you, I´m sure. They just can´t get beyond their boundaries. That´s sad enough.”

Anna smiled into his chest and pressed a kiss to this broad ripcage. “Yes, thank you, I know. I have texted Elsa today that I´m fine and she´d replied I should contact her when I feel like it. I guess I will call her soon. After all, she always cared in her way.”

But for now, Anna didn´t feel like any more talking. There was another urge within her to show her affection and appreciation of the man that had been so loving to her all this time and who would sweep her off her feet in his ways! No matter, what was in that box…

So, she continued her tender work, shifting to straddle his lap, kissing his chest and neck all the while. By now Kristoff had placed his hands on her hips and was fiddling to pull up her nightshirt. Anna moved her hips and then freed herself completely from the gown.

They would run tender hands along their bodies, Anna lowered herself to press her lips to his. She circled her hips on his lap, favouring his hardness increasingly pushing up against her sensitive skin. Her hard nipples touched his chest and the soft groan from his throat sent an electrifying shiver down her abdomen. Kristoff embraced his girlfriend gently but firm and turned them both over to the side. Anna helped to pull off his pants and welcomed him eagerly and ready to unite.

And when they loved each other tenderly with Kristoff whispering “I love you” in her ear, Anna felt herself at home just so much more.

*****

Note: This fic is still dedicated to @justfrozenthings; sometimes we´re meant to concentrate on things... but for some reason we get distracted… Wait, where´s my mind gone…? 😊 And, what´s in that giftbox...🤪 => The next (and probably last) chapter should solve the unnerving curiousness 🤗

[vampire03]

Diabolik Christmas

Everyone x reader Christmas special

"Hnnn...mmm..." Y/N woke up feeling something heavy on top of her. She opened her eyes and tried to move. She saw blond locks in front of her. Shu.

"G'morning, troublesome creature." He mumbled sleepily.

"Good morning, Shu." Y/N smiles.

Shu rolled to her side and without opening his eyes says "There is a gift here in your room. Find it yourself, it's too bothersome to show you where it is...". Then he fell asleep again.

Y/N sighed and chuckled at his usual behavior. She looked around her room and under her bed she found a tiny yellow giftbox with a neat blue ribbon on top. Y/N opened it and inside there was a silver collar with musical notes engraved on it in beautiful shapes.

(Something like this, I couldn't find a better image, Im sowwyyy TwT)

"Thank you, Shu!" Y/N said as she coverd him with an electric blanket. That was his Christmas present from her. He smiled and snuggled even more in it without opening his eyes.

Then she exited the room and started walking to the kitchen. There surely will be some leftovers on the table, right?

On the way two arms snaked around her body from behind and a familiar flirty voice was heard.

"Bitch-chaaaaaan~ Merry Christmas!"

"Laito!" Y/N chuckled and leaned into his embrace.

"Look what I got you!" He happily squealed as he spayed something on her neck.

"Kyaaaah!" She welped in surprise. Then se smelled... perfume? A really nice perfume with vanilla and something else, that made the aroma sweet and sexy at the same time.

"Nfu. Use it wisely!" He chuckled and pecked her cheek, dissapearing as fast as he appeared. She will give him the fancy watch she got him later, it seemed.

Y/N blushed and smiled, putting the perfume in her pocked as she finally reached the kitchen. There a pile of deleicious food awaited her, a certain black-haired vampire with glasses was turning the leftovers from Christmas Eve into masterpieces.

"Good morning, Reiji, and Merry Christmas!" Y/N happily greated.

"Aaah, good morning, Y/N! And Merry Christmas. He smiled as he gestured towards to table, inviting her to sit.

She sat down and in front of her were served delicious dishes - steak with vegetables, fruits with whipped cream, baked apples and candies. Her eyes filled with joy.

"Ah! I almost forgot!" Y/N handed Reiji a blue giftbox with silver-red ribbon. His facial expression became somewhat happy and excited in a really childish way. Inside the box was a... blue baggy sweather?

"You are always dressed up in a formal manner... Why don't you wear more comfy clothes once in a while?" Y/N happily said as she looked at him. He had already put on the sweater and looked so cute. They both smiled.

"But where are my manners?" He asked himself as he gave her a tiny black box. She opened it and inside was a silver ring with a big sapphire on top.

"It's so beautiful!" She said as she put it on.

"I'm glad." Reiji smiled and handed her a cup of tea. Y/N thanked him and took a sip. When she looked around again, Reiji was nowhere to be seen.

"Hm? They dissapear and appear so fast!"

She looked around the kitchen for more leftovers to eat and saw a bunny plushie and a note attached to it. "This is Lilly. Me and Teddy decided she will enjoy being your friend." Was written by a certain purple haired vampire. Awww. She has prepared new clothes for Teddy and a fancy, somehow lolita coat for Kanato. She will have to give them to him later.

She then turned towards the exit to walk away and saw a note on the table.

"Oi, Chichinashi. Me and this Kino guy decided to have fun with you. We won't give you you presents so easily - you gotta find them!"

Yup. That's in Ayato's style. And the handwritting was so messy. There was no mistake. Y/N took the note and searched around for something left from Ayato and/or Kino. Almost half an hour later, she decided to search in the pool area. And she found another note on a bench.

"Did you think that we will give you the present so easily, Princess?" You will have to earn it! And swim all the way to the bottom of the pool to get it, hahaha!"

That handwritting was also messy, but still neater than Ayato's. Kino. Of course when these two pranksters somehow find a way to work together, it will be something like this. Good thing that she knew how to swim. She dived in and found a tiny black box on the bottom of the pool. She took it and got out of the water.

She opened it with excitement, only to find another note.

"Hahahaha, you fell for it!" Was written in Ayato's handwritting. "That was just a warm-up, the real present is on the bottom of the lake!" Was written in Kino's handwriting. These two jerks! Urgh!!!

Anyway, Y/N stretched up nicely and prepared herself. She went to the lake and dived into the cold water.

After a few unsuccessful tries she finaly found two red boxes with black ribbons and took them.

Once on land she opened the forst box.

"Ha! I knew you will open Ore-sama's present first! Now you can enjoy my scent whenever you go!" Was written on a card.

In the box there was one of Ayato's old shirts he used for basketball tranings. It was neatly washed, and folded. Heh, guess someone had aked Reiji for help. Was that present a sign of his ownership over her? Knowing Ayato, probably it was. And there were these nice sporty shoes too. They were really comfy and nice! She will play basketball with him after that. She smiled.

Then she opened Kino's present - inside there was a brand new iPhone.

"Now you can download that multiplayer game I told you about and we can play it together, right, princess?" Was written on a tiny card. That looked expensive. But more importantly, it was so sweet too! She will now spend more time with him as well.

Y/N decided she will give them their presents later at dinner - for Ayato a pair of jeans with one of its legs originaly shorter. Just in Ayato's style. And for Kino - a waterproof mini camera. He would love making unique photoshoots with it! She smiled yet again and went to take a shower, so she won't catch a cold after that.

After the shower she went to her room. She found a silver beautiful bracelet with the infinity sign and a tiny note, written in a messy manner.

"Merry Christmas! I wish you health and luck and whatever you mortals wish each other." Aaah, Subaru. Always Tsundere. She had already left his gift in his room. It was only a matter of time for him to find it. A very fluffy white pillow for him to hug in his sleep. She knew he secretly needed to hug something in his sleep.

She looked around her room again. And her gaze landed on her desk. There she found a weird heart? It was made of wires?

"Dear Eve. This is a part of the gift from the Mukami brothers to you. The other parts are in the music room, the garden and the torture chamber. Please seek Yuma for help if you have troubles assembling it. We want you to enjoy finding your gift and constructing it." Was written on a note with neat letters by Ruki, apparently.

Y/N searched all the places she was told and thankfully the Mukamis didn't prank her like Ayato and Kino did. She found 3 other hearts like this, a frame and some more wires.

Somehow she assembled it all on her own and got this:

(Imaginge that instead of "Be mine" is written "Be ours")

It was a night lamp! A very creative one! Now her nights won't be completely dark. She put it on the nightstand and enjoyed its light some more before turning it off again and going to each of the Mukami's rooms to leave them her presents - a professional kitchen knife set for Ruki, fancy jewelry for Kou, this giant encyclopedia about gardening Yuma wanted so much and an ukulele for Azusa.

And as she walked away from Azusa's room, she was suddenly hopped on the back of a certain wolf. "Nii-san is waiting for us!" Shin huffed as he ran really fast through the hallway.

He reached Carla's room where the white-haired man was waiting for them. He handed her a big fancy box.

Inside there was on of those two-pieces paintings.

"This is from our mansion's art collection. Feel honoured and Merry Christmas" Carla explained.

She thanked them multiple times. There was an wide ugly empty space on the wall in her room. Now it will finally be pretty!

"Carla, Shin... Did you find your Christmas presents?"

"Yes!" They cheerfuly said in unison and took out large doggy sweathers, put them on and changed into their wolf forms. They looked so fancy snd royal like that!

They woofed happily and Y/N went to the kitchen, smiling, remembering she has to help Reiji with dinner now. When she passes through the living room, a sleepy Shu pulled her into his embrace. She giggled and hugged back, as she felt Reiji take her hand and kissing it. Then the triplets came - rubbing their noses with hers, kissing her face. Kino appeared from behind and started playing with her hair. The Mukami brothers also joined in the kissing and hugging, as two way too familiar wolves came and snuggled with her. Subaru came out of nowhere as well.

Before she knew it, she was squished between 13 demons, who showered her with kisses and love, feeling like one big, big family.

Merry Christmas and Happy New year!

Sorry that there are no pictures for some of the presents. Tumblr has limit of 10 photos per post...

[jobean12-blog]

Hi Jo ☺️😘 can i have a bday request? Hehe. I'd love to have a loving and steamy bday morning with Bucky. (Well not technically me. Its a reader insert xD ) ksifjdieb anyway i leave the rest of the details to you thank u so much :*

Birthday Treat

Word Count: 1,112

Summary: Bucky starts your birthday off the right way. 

Author’s Note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY Zephy!!! It’s still th 6th in NYC but I know it’s officially Feb 7th and you’re birthday by you so I’m posting this now! :D I’m flattered you would want me to write you something for your special day and I really hope you love it! I hope you have a beautiful day! Much love! @littleredstarfish 

Warnings: SMUT AND FLUFF :) It’s a fluff-smut sandwich! Sweet and doting Bucky followed by SMUT then some more fluff! Birthday celebrations! (18 + only please ;)

The light pattering of raindrops on the window coaxes you awake. The gray clouds casting a dim light into the room as you shift in bed, your arms searching for Bucky’s warmth. Instead, you open your eyes and find a single rose resting on his pillow with a note that reads; “meet me in the kitchen when you wake up, doll, love you.”

You smile, suddenly feeling warm despite Bucky’s absence and grab his shirt near the bed and throw it on. You’re instantly enveloped in his scent and you hum in contentment, sticking your nose into the soft fabric with a deep inhale. As you slowly walk toward the kitchen the aroma of waffles and butter invade your senses and you pick up the pace, the thought of eating your favorite food waking you up fully.

As you turn the corner you catch sight of Bucky at the counter, shirtless, shorts slung low on his hips and cooking utensils in hand. You remain quiet for a moment, enjoying how the muscles under his smooth skin shift with each graceful movement he makes. A new sort of hunger grows in your belly.

“Morning birthday girl,” he says, still focused on the food. It’s no surprise to you that he knew you were there. You walk over to him on bare feet, wrapping your arms around his waist and resting your head against his back. “Morning, Buck, everything smells delicious.”

He shuts the stove and turns around, “Happy Birthday, beautiful.” “Thank you so much, my favorite breakfast, I can’t wait!” He pulls you in for a sweet kiss, his hands reaching under his shirt to explore the soft skin hidden beneath.

“Hsssss, Buck your hand is so cold, eeeeeee,” you screech out with a giggle.  “And you’re not wearing any underwear,” he says with a growl, bright eyes turning almost feral.

Bucky checks the stove one last time, ensuring the food is safe and he won’t burn the house down. He backs you against the small island in the kitchen, caging you between his strong arms. “I’m trying to make you a special birthday breakfast, doll…” he trails off as he leans down to place delicate kisses along your neck.

Your head falls back instinctively, giving him better access as your fingers move along the hard lines of his abs. He nips at your earlobe, pressing his hips against you so you can feel how hard he is already.

“I’m hungry, Bucky, but not for breakfast,” you purr, moving your hand to his cock. The ocean blue of his eyes give way to black as his pupils dilate and he sucks his bottom lip between his teeth. “Is that so, y/n?” he asks, voice calm, “well you should get everything you want for your birthday,” he continues, his metal hand stroking your thigh.

Your breath hitches at the feel of the cool metal against your heated skin and you give him a hard squeeze through his shorts. “You shouldn’t tease me on my birthday, you know,” you try to say with some authority.

The smirk on his face tells you he is in complete control and he knows it, your body betraying you as wetness gathers between your legs.  He doesn’t respond, pushing a finger between your folds and coating it with your arousal, humming in pleasure at how ready you are for him.

He easily lifts you onto the island, grabbing his shirt and pulling it off. His kiss is dominating, the scruff of his beard scratching your smooth skin as he devours your lips. Both hands move to your breasts, pinching each nipple before massaging the sensitive skin, “I can’t wait to get my cock in that perfect pussy, baby, I was gonna wait until after our little breakfast but then you came in here asking for it…” he says brazenly.  

You bite his bottom lip, trying to come up with a sassy response but the chance is gone once he pushes two of his metal fingers into you. Your moan echoes through the kitchen as your hips push harder into his hand, “please, Bucky, more.”

He inserts a third finger, stretching you perfectly as his lips capture yours once again. He slowly fucks you with his fingers and just as he feels you begin to tighten around them, he pulls them out, gently pushing them between your lips.

You moan at the taste, eyes on his as you lick them clean, “I thought I said no teasing today, Bucky. I want your cock. Now.” His shorts are off in one swift motion and you watch as his cock bobs against his perfect abs. Licking your lips at the sight you hook your legs around his waist and pull him into you, taking his cock in your hands and lining it up with you core.

He gives no warning before filling you completely, grasping your hips with both his hands and thrusting into you repeatedly. His movements are hard and fast and the sounds of praise falling from your lips only fuel him on as your orgasm quickly approaches.

“I’m so close, Bucky, fuck.” The coil in your belly unravels when he reaches his thumb down to circle your clit, your pussy clenching around him as you cry out. With just a few more thrusts you feel his cock throb with his release, a thin sheen of sweat coating his chest as he tries to even his breathing.

“Happy Birthday doll,” he says before wrapping you up in his arms and carrying you to the bed, “wait right here.” You’re drifting in and out of a contented haze when he comes back with a tray of warm breakfast, adorned with the rose and a small giftbox.

“I’m starving and I figured I should get some food in you before we continue celebrating,” he tells you, not at all trying to hide the hint of sexiness in his voice.  “Good thinking, baby, thank you,” you say with a wink.

Your eyes land on the small box and he smiles, “open it, I hope you like it.” He places it between your fingers, his cheeks slightly pink as you squeal in excitement and unwrap it. Your eyes well with tears as you take in the beautiful starfish pendant, encrusted with delicate diamonds and rubies and hanging on a slender platinum chain. Everything about it is perfect. Bucky is perfect.

You throw your arms around his neck, mumbling “thank yous” between tears and kisses. “This has been the most perfect birthday ever, thank you Bucky.” His smile is charming as he leans down to whisper in your ear, “and it’s only just begun, y/n.”

@book-dragon-13 @chuuulip @eurynome827 @jewels2876 @littledarlinhavefaithinme @lollypop-lam @jhangelface0523 @loricameback @lancetuckershairgel @marvelgirl7 @marvelous-meggi @marvelandotherfandomimagines @randomfandompenguin @sallycanwait68 @sebastiansloserclub

[thinking-outside-the-giftbox18]

Drawing my feelings out in this meme comic

Based on this:

And some extra some doodles: 

Luci heard you talking about cows

In Chapter 4 of Snatcher Dates Hat Kid’s Mom - Ugly Meet-Cute, Snatcher freaked out when Luci threw the timepiece to turn Mafia Boss human. 

I made an AU in an AU where Snatcher did turn back into a human and suffered through the lunch with a paper bag over his head.

*makes him cry for SPICE*

It’s basically this meme:

Might not post here because of college ending after 2 weeks...

So...Wish me luck and send prayers because I need them.

[thinking-outside-the-giftbox18]

Just a free idea that anyone can use because I like making ideas - WrightWorth edition #3

I NEED WRIGHTWORTH ANGST HURT TO COMFORT BUT IT FOCUSES ON MILES FINDING PHOENIX’S TRAUMAS AND WANTING TO HELP HIM!!

So, here’s my new Wrightworth idea you can use!!! ^^

Phoenix is hiding his fever/cold/sickness/illness from the court because he doesn't want to appear vulnerable to anyone when sick. And then Miles, after taking one look at his crush rival-colleague, drags his ass to the car and takes him to his (Miles) house where he makes sure that Phoenix stays in bed, even gives him medicine and home remedies.

All this while Phoenix has nightmares of his past with "Dollie" when he got sick. Sorta knowing that she was poisoning him. 

And one day at Miles', he gets a nightmare and tries to dash out to the front door, but Miles tackles him and pins him down, all while trying to calm him down.  I picture this like Phoenix was sleeping alone in Miles' bedroom, and while he runs out, Miles suddenly pops up and tackles him like a stealthy cat, and that's because he was sleeping in the couch (to "not catch Phoenix's cold", totally not that he has to control himself to watch him sleep cutely or see his chest)  

I can think of Miles telling Maya about Phoenix's predicament and Maya, who knew about Phoenix's past relationship with this "Dollie" that Miles has heard Phoenix mumble in his fever sleep, tells Miles to look into Mia's case involving Dahlia, and that's when Miles learns about the State Vs. Wright case, and connected the dots about why Phoenix reacted that way, plus, Mia left extra notes that tell more of Phoenix's side of the story before the murder happened. He even saw Mia's notes about how Phoenix wanted to see his old friend, Miles, again after seeing the "Demon Prosecutor" news.

Phoenix being frightened at the sight of any medicine while calm with home remedies made more sense to Miles now that he knows. Also Phoenix watching and asking what ingredient is Miles putting in the home remedy (usually chamomile tea with honey) 

Then my friend, Stone gives me an idea: 

“Do you think he would be calmer if Miles took medicine with him“

I think Miles was a bit irked but had to because Phoenix's "serious glare" are sad puppy eyes and Miles is NOT falling for them, so he takes it with him and then goes to the couch 

*thinks of Miles face planting on the couch cushion, out cold from the cold medicine*

Imagine Miles, after taking the medicine and gives the medicine to Phoenix, working in his bedroom and he was so tired that he doesn't give a fuck that his bed is currently occupied No thanks to the medicine

Miles would still try to put a cushion wall X) Only to break them himself in his sleep cuz' he felt too packed

“He ends up big spooning Phoenix anyway“

Miles waking up, realizes what he did, tries to escape, only for Phoenix to cutely whine in his sleep because his new favorite cuddly pillow is being taken away from him X)

Aaand I’m done, I’m tired and still in India ^^;;; So, Have a Nice Day! ^^ -Giftbox

[thinking-outside-the-giftbox18]

A Pill In Time - Giftbox Studios

Summary: An alternate universe where ‘A Hat In Time’ [by Gears For Breakfast] is set in a psychic ward, and anyone non-human in the game are human now.

Notes: The writer has done research of the mental disorders yet has trouble understanding and memorizing them, please don’t harass or insult them as they have tried to be empathetic and avoid spreading misinformation.Perspective of the main character changes to the next character to show what the main character is really doing.

TW: Mental disorders [Autism/Autism Spectrum, PTSD, OCD, Anxiety, Schizophrenia, etc.], the perspective of a child can be dark too, self-loathing, mentions of physical abuse [not kids fighting each other, we were kids who fought our own siblings before, unless it was physical abuse on your perspective…nevermind…], mild swearing, might be boring depending on how I write this story, some important characters from in-game are OOC.

Come at me, @doodledrawsthings!!!

JK, Love your work, you’re the reason I made this fanfic! 

The art’s done by me! ^^

Chapter 3: The High-Risk Floor

I remained patient in the elevator as it took me to the final floor, the doors opened to the perfect horror movie setting: a long corridor with doors, dimmed lights with a few of them flickering because of the stormy weather outside the hospital, add lightning and thunder into the setting; I didn’t notice my legs shaking but I woman-ed up and marched forward into the almost dark corridors. I scanned each passing door as I strolled, keeping a close eye on anything peculiar, just as I reached to the second last door, I found my no.1 favorite toy: My Music-Hat, a music box in the shape of a purple hat, with the yellow band having a small turnkey!

But when I finally got my hands on it, I heard a loud banging from the door in front of me, I froze in my tracks and watched the formally locked door to break at any moment, I take a few steps backwards with my toy close to my chest, the shaking came back and I was truly scared. Suddenly, a velociraptor screech boomed across the floor, followed by the door breaking open loudly that it could’ve flew off from the hinges, behind the door was a long haired lady, because of the dark, her hair color was not clear, but I definitely saw her cold red eyes glare at me when she turned her head, like she’s some kind of beast in a fairy tale.

I trapped my gasp before it could escape from my mouth and bolted to the opposite direction, in hopes of reaching the elevator before that…thing can catch me. She screamed louder and ran faster than any other lady her age, whatever her age was. Her screeches and my screams deafened my ears. I clutched my toy and bagpack tight, everything flashed around me and then I tripped on my knee when I was so close to the elevator, I hissed in pain and looked back at the lady. She was getting closer and my heart raced in panic, this is too much!!!

I have never screamed so loud in my life, nor cried so hard that I failed to notice what was going on in my surroundings, time slowed down as the lady got closer and I curled myself into a ball and cried like a baby.

A few minutes earlier

The sound of thunder woke me up. I slowly opened my eyes to see rain droplets hitting the window and a calm sigh was my only reply as I got up, stretched my back with a moan and rubbed my eyes awake. I brushed off my long brown hair away from my face, I could’ve got a haircut but…no. No need for that, I stood up and felt the chill in my room, or cell. I head to my small cupboard and picked up my favorite sweater- a deep plum colored wool- and wore it above my white cotton t-shirt. I yawned while fixing my sweater sleeves and made sure that the sweater didn’t show my skinny frame when suddenly, two loud shrieks were heard from outside my room. I jumped and my heart started to race uncontrollably, I didn’t have time to calm down. I recognized one of the shrieks, but the other sounded… younger and shrill. I reached for the door handle- I’ve never opened it myself, unless Dr. Timothy tells me to, yet I knew that something was wrong and I have to see what had happened.

I opened the door enough to peep through. I heard two set of footsteps rushing to the direction of the elevator, I looked to the other side and saw a small girl wearing a purple-yellow hoodie and carrying some kind of gadget and a bagpack, probably 8 or 9 years old, with tears streaming down her terror-filled eyes and I can see why she was running to the elevator. HER. I felt my heart stop when the little girl tripped and fell to the ground, making her scream more loud, God knows what she’ll do to that girl, I ignored my mind that was screaming to hide or my deafening heartbeats as I dashed and grabbed the girl. It was like as if the time froze when I turned to face those red soul-piercing eyes…again, I hoped that hag didn’t recognize me as I ran back to my room and shut the door, clutching the small girl tight. She definitely didn’t like what I did as she started to bang on my door. My heartbeats got louder and faster which made my breath short and fast. I hyperventilated and begged for her to leave me…and the girl alone. The chill became worse as fear overpowered me and made me shiver with the girl, who was curled up in my lap and clutching my waist tight.

The security and staff finally arrived and took her away to be pacified. As silence returned aside from the occasional thunder, I didn’t stop shaking but it lessened. I looked up at the door which thankfully didn’t fly off its hinges and then looked down at the girl…Poor thing was still shivering and weeping as she buried her face on my sweater. I was about to pat her back when I noticed her bagpack which looked like a big blue marshmallow if it wasn’t for her badges on it, one of which had the infinity symbol in rainbow colo- Oh… I stared down at the girl for a while, thinking of ways to calm her down when I noticed that she dropped her gadget on the thankfully carpeted floor. I picked it up and observed it, and twisted the turnkey more than thrice. What ensued was an odd yet peaceful moment…

The top-hat shaped gadget produced a music-box sound, the top part opened like a flower blooming in spring time and small dots of light reflected from the top created a kaleidoscope effect that covered my sweater and the wall in front of me with more than dozens of stars in a galaxy, changing colors from white, purple, blue, yellow, green and back to white. This isn’t an ordinary toy, isn’t it…? I didn’t notice that my heartbeats had calmed down as the girl’s head peeped up to look at the toy and the small stars. She uncurled and leaned on my sweater as she stared blankly at them, eyes red and puffy from the tears. I listened to the music and recognized the song…It was a lullaby from a movie I watched a long time ago before being in this cell. I sighed and sang with it, my voice being a bit rusty and off-key as I began to sing, but it went smoothly along with the notes. I gently rocked the girl with my body as I continue to sing and wiped off her tears instinctively. I watched her eyes slowly close as she drifted into a deep sleep and her calm breaths indicated that she’ll be alright. I kept singing just in case till the song finished and picked her up and put her on my bed, covering her with a weighted blanket from her bagpack and tucked her in, she smiles calmly, feeling safe and secured. I can only smile as I watched her sleep before I quietly walked to my desk drawer to retrieve some emergency anti-depressants. As much as the moment calmed me down, my heart still panicked after dealing with the b!@#$ that had ruined my life…

Hana’s P. O. V.

I opened my eyes slowly and got up, stretched my back and looked around the place. I was sleeping on a bed in a small room, my blanket and toy beside me and my bagpack below the bed. I looked up and saw a man sleeping on a rolling chair, a big book covers his face and muffled his snores. I didn’t know what had happened but I do know that I’m not supposed to be here. So as quietly as I can, I stuffed both my blanket and toy back into the bagpack and crept towards the door, my tiny hand almost reaching for the handle…

“No ‘thank you’? That’s kind of rude if you ask me, kid…”

I froze, how did he know I was about to leave…? I turned slowly, just to see one golden eye peeking out of the book, looking directly at me. I was flustered and scared, what’s with this guy…?? He sat up straight and crossed his arms, “Now, would you kindly explain to me why a little girl like you was waltzing around in a psych ward…? And in the ‘high-risk’ floor where the deranged are kept against their will for society’s sake?” He asked me like I should know the answer to the last question, and I just remained silent. He’s a stranger, and Grandpa taught me to never to talk to one…But I don’t remember what had happened before I arrived here. “Well?” He spoke again, patiently waiting for an answer, I looked at my shoes, “What happened…?”I shyly asked.

“I don’t know, you tell me? You came to this floor.” He replied sarcastically, I looked at him a bit annoyed. “I was looking for my toys…” I mumbled, but he heard it as he let out a short deep chuckle. “Your toys? What kind of kid carries twenty-eight toys in her marshmallow bag?” He replied smartly, as a cat-like smirk crept through his lips. I pouted and blushed with annoyance. “An Autistic one, that’s who!!” I yelled and his smirk disappeared…Too far, I guess…I looked away from him and stood there in silence, he did the same, scratching his head that has long brown hair that reached below his back…He kinda looks like a girl…He cleared his throat, “I found you running away from…Vanessa. You were experiencing sensory overload, so I used that Top-Hat toy you were carrying around…” he said in an awkward yet polite tone, still looking away. I tilted my head, “Who is Vanessa…?” I asked, was it that lady’s name?? He frowned more and scrunched his face, he seemed to not want to answer that question…Did she chase him down and make him scream too…? I thought of the scenario, it would’ve been funny if it didn’t happen to me, so…I reached to my bagpack to retrieve my top-hat toy. “…I am looking for the rest of my toys, they don’t seem important but to me they are, and many others tried to take them away…This toy…was made by my dad…before he and mom left me with Grandpa…”

Robin’s P. O. V.

When she mentioned her parents, I can tell that she blames herself or her disorder…either way, I know how she felt as I used to blame my disorder whenever she would get mad at me. I looked at the toy, it looked like no other child toy I can think of, so maybe her dad did make it himself and it showed how skillful he was…But it doesn’t explain how and why the kid was basically an orphan, aside from her Grandfather as her guardian… ”So…How many toys do you think are left…?” I see her blink after being lost in her thoughts, “Hm? Oh! I think twelve of them.” Her answer surprised me and my tone showed, “Oh? Did you search everywhere for them? That’s really impressive, kiddo!” I gave a calm smile at her and chuckled when she blushed but she smiled back a bit. I saw the confidence coming back to her and she tied her boots properly before she turned to the door.

Yet she paused…I don’t have to guess, “Want me to help?” She turned and had an embarrassed frown, she nodded her head. “But you don’t have to…um…” I realized that I forgot to tell my name, “I am Robin, I did help you escape from a lunatic.” I introduce myself and offer my help, she looked around for a while, humming to herself as she thinks, “Okay, but only for being by my side in this floor and till I reach to the ground level.” I looked at her and smiled, “You’re quite the contractor…aren’t you, kid? ~”, admittedly, she does have a good deal, yet I just fear for her coming back… “Alright, it’s a deal!” I clapped my hands once and got up, which startled the kid as she stepped back, she never saw a tall person before? I cracked my back and ruffled my hair more to hide my eyes, she was still looking at me in awe and she walked closer to me. I looked at her curiously, what’s in her head now?

“C-Can I…Um…?” She nervously asked, while hesitantly reaching a hand for my hair, I thought for a minute and nod, she carefully grabbed a tuft and used her thumb to stroke it, her sky-blue eyes gleamed in amazement, finding some unseen wonder in my mane. “Are you a boy?” she asked with uncertainty and such innocence, I did a double take and laughed heartily at her question. It has been a while since I laughed like that and this kid had just made my day. I controlled my laughter and wiped off an imaginary tear from my non-hidden eye, “Now is not the time to debate whether my long hair makes me look like a girl, kid! We have an objective to accomplish!!” I watched her face change from embarrassment to realization as she secures the bands of her bagpack. Then I realized that I agreed to leave my room…for a kid I barely knew…My heart started to beat faster again and I stared blankly at the door. I breathe quietly yet quickly as the thoughts of the unexpected events that are yet to happen raced in my mind, then a small hand held mine and I looked at the small girl, “Ready to go, Mr. Robin?” She asked with an innocent smile, oblivious about how I am feeling. I inhaled and exhaled heavily, gave a fake smile and held her hand. I reached for the door, fingers on the handle, ‘Try to not think of dying of a heart attack on the spot, alright?’ I thought to myself and opened the door. I looked around to see if the coast was clear, and stepped out of my room in my socks as I lead the girl to the corridors of the floor. “What’s your name, kid?” I asked, I don’t mind calling her “kid” or “kiddo”, but that would be rude to not call her by name, she smiled and said that her name is Hana…That’s a really nice name.

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End of the Dadtcher chapter of ‘A Pill In Time’. This is a testing chapter to see if I can continue on writing this fanfiction. I hope you enjoyed as much as I enjoyed typing it; if you have any thoughts or suggestions, please let me know as I would want to make this chapter friendly and well-researched with no misinformation. Terms and Conditions apply.