#he was separated from his twin brother who he had planned on spending the rest of his life adventuring with

[harzilla]

Original post found here. https://www.tumblr.com/harzilla/760718001365549056/ohh-brain-rot-time-long-lost-sibling-au-except

Expanding on the idea. I want to thank @achromaticbibliophile for a lot of these ideas

Riddle and Yuu growing up in complete opposite lives. Riddle under strict parentage while Yuu grows up in a family similar to the Robinson's in Meet the Robinson's. A chaotic but loving family that sees failure not as a bad thing, but as a way to learn. Who finds a baby on their doorstep and adopts without hesitation. The two butting heads at first. Until the truth of Yuu being Riddle's sibling is revealed. Perhaps Yuu's hair is platinum blonde or even white. Perhaps Riddle is the Red Queen to Yuu's White Queen. Riddle who is introduced to Yuu's adopted family and it's all so chaotic, dinner nearly a food fight and afterwards he's brought into the kitchen to help make the dessert. Messing it up and he thinks it'll be another oyster sauce incident. But instead everybody cheers and ohh. It's actually okay. Yuu and him sharing the story of him messing up the tart after his overblot The family turns it into a silly joke. The dessert is missing something, why not oyster sauce? The family, having a contest to see who can create the weirdest dessert, and Riddle winning by making a traditional Queendom of Roses star gazey pie. Riddle, who finds himself laughing along with the rest of the family. Welcome to the family Riddle.

Leona, who has always been the unfavored. Who is brought to meet Yuu's adoptive parents. Leona, who had to convince Falena not to come but instead sends a note thanking the parents for raising the third Kingscholar child. Yuu's parents shocked to see their lost child come home sporting ears and a tail and bringing home a brother. Leona, who finds himself at ease when they ask him about his aspirations, his plans for the future, he's just Leona to them.

Jade and Floyd. Who grew up with a mother who was always worried about them. Eventually learning about a third eelver who was lost to the tides. One day a kid runs up to their parents with a baby wrapped in a towel. The adults panic but the couple eventually adopt the child. Yuu who doesn't have a clue until the day they go to the coral sea to retrieve the photo and transform into an eel mer. Jade immediately separating Yuu and bombarding them with questions while Floyd keeps the others away. Jade and Floyd who drag Yuu back to NRC.

J&F: Found our lost sibling.

Azul: What?

J&F: *dumping them into a tank* Found our lost sibling.

Rollo, who hates magic. Magic lost him not one but two siblings. Rollo, who plans to rid the world of magic. The masquerade invitation to NRC. Rollo, who is shocked when the previously uninvited Prefect looks strikingly similar to himself and his deceased brother. Perhaps he sees Yuu as an even bigger motivator for his plans. Magic took his siblings from him, and if he destroys it, then magic can never take Yuu from him again. Yuu who at the end tells him that yes, magic may have separated them but magic also brought them back together and perhaps magic may allow him to see the world they grew up in.

Malleus' was expanded on a lot and is practically a fanfic in onto itself.

This idea is actually thanks to @kitsun369

The Spade family, a set of baby paternal twins. One that looks like their father, and the other who looks like their mother Dilla. The parents separate after a particularly nasty divorce. Only for the baby with dad to disappear after their father is attacked and injured. The parents, but especially Dilla spend years mourning the loss of one child. One day, Deuce overhears his mom on the phone crying to his grandmother because she's afraid something will happen to Deuce if he doesn't get on the right path. She's already mourned one child. She can't bare to mourn another. That day Deuce decides to turn his life around, he never wants to see his mom cry like that again.

Deuce who becomes friends with the prefect. They're like peas in a pod. They're each other's biggest supporters. The day they go to the White Rabbit festival and Deuce introduces his mom to Yuu, she's shocked because this child is practically the spitting image of her ex-husband when he was that young, even down to the same hair color. She doesn't want to get her hopes up but could it be?

[kurithedweeb]

Okay SO, I think it was @al-ld who made the post about feeling like Xavier was retconned into being Esmund because the Jury of Nine is under O'khasis control if not directly under a Ro'Meave who are regarded as Esmund's bloodline, but I had the thought of what if they were both Ro'Meaves and then it turned into rewrite canon so I'm inflicting it on y'all too.

What if Esmund and Xavier were brothers, what if they were twins? They did everything together, they were close as could be. They became guards together and planned that if either of them ever ended up having to become Lord in the event their older sibling the heir died, they would do that together too. And then Irene came into the picture.

They both loved her. And Esmund was chosen as a Divine Warrior, and Xavier who had served at Irene's side as her personal guard, maybe even her head guard, was somehow left behind. 

The distance gave Xavier clarity. He loved her, yes, but he could see the way she was around Shad and quickly came to realize that she would never feel towards him what he felt towards her, and even if she did she would long outlive him on account of her seeming immortality, but maybe he could still protect her the way he once had after death. He went home to O'khasis, instituted the first guard academy there and the Jury of Nine, which he led and which followed the Divine Warriors on their later adventures as they went on their quest to save the world. Maybe he and Esmund get back to how they once were. During the separation, he became known as the Admirer because he admired both Irene and his brother from afar. 

In the meantime, Esmund followed in Irene's footsteps. He only looked back when he realized his brother was far behind, no longer following where Esmund led the way he always had before, and this spurs doubts about his position in the Divine Warriors. Did he do the right thing getting so close? Is it worth it when the one person who has been at his side his entire life, who he had always planned spending the rest of his life alongside, was gone? He followed Irene because he loved her, but it takes a lot longer for him to realize what Xavier had, and once he does the realization makes him feel like he had left his brother behind for nothing despite his work as the Protector, because she didn't love him either and even if she did he knew he couldn't make himself admit his feelings for her. So he sat and stewed in all these feelings, wondering whether he should leave for home, if they would be able to complete the mission they had set out to complete without him, and the guilt eats him up inside. 

Then Xavier shows back up with the Jury in tow. Esmund realizes that his brother has had an entire life without him while he was away. 

He made an institution that would outlive them all, he moved on, he's married with a kid on the way and Esmund was so far out of reach that this is the first he's hearing of it. They catch up, they talk about everything they should have years ago, and Xavier has to leave before the final battle when news reaches them that the heir of O'khasis, their older sister’s only child, is dead. Someone has to be the heir, someone has to put the Lord back together again, and Esmund is too important to the mission. 

This is when he realizes that this entire time, Xavier was the one leaving him behind and now he will never catch up. But he can protect Irene, something Xavier dedicated a massive chunk of his life to, and so he became Irene's guard in his brother's stead and remained so until the so-called betrayal' of Shad, a man he had come to think of as a brother too, and afterwards he went home to O'khasis to be with Xavier again. 

Further down the line, Esmund returns to Divine Warriors business but helps run the guard academy and Jury of Nine, and when their older sister dies the twins rule O'khasis as the only duo of Lords in known history. Esmund never married, his heart belonging solely to Irene, and so never had any children and when Xavier died his children became the heirs, beginning the modern Ro'Meave line. Esmund rules alone for a number of years, taking care of Xavier's family, the guard academy, the Jury, and holds O'khasis to the ideals of the woman he once loved, which turns O'khasis into the religious powerhouse it is today. When Esmund dies, his relic gets passed down to Xavier's children, eventually making it all the way down to Garroth and Zane, which makes anyone not in the know about Xavier believe that the Ro'Meaves are Esmund's direct descendants.

[orginllazyblog]

AFK Arena Headcanon's Pt. 3

Featuring: Dura, Annih, and other characters

When the two primary God's were getting used with their perspective roles, with their powers combining, they created the Underworld as their home.

The first floor's are where plants and herbs grew and rivers that lead down to the deepest floors. The middle floor's, have ancient beast that guarded the lower floors of the Underworld that Annih personally created crystals. Lastly, the deepest floors, where lies Annih's work office, library, and another office, another office, and another office. Eventually, Dura created a room for him to rest.

As the years go by, Dura fully understood Annih's opinion on the humans that they can be. It gets worse when half of her celestials weren't doing their tasks as the next generation of gods she given them, just lazing around. That is when she decided on a plan she discuss with Annih, was to create a faction, soon known to be the Hypogeans. Although, he was agains't the idea of the new faction because it'll bring chaos to the Esperia world.

"That's the point, brother. With the hypogeans, the rest of the factions would soon get along by taking them down together. As for their weakness, the celestials can have the advantage but still weak against them."

"This would soon bring more work for me. Are you sure this would work? The old bets we did never came to what we expected."

"I'm sure this would work, Annih."

One of their old bets was to get a celestial and a hypogean together, starting off with Zaphrael and Lucretia.....yeah it did not work out well, and Annih had high hopes for Lucretia.

If plan A didn't work out, plan B it is. This time, they won't interfere their lives as they go on a vacation and let fate play it out.

Where Dura was this whole time was in a different unniverse where it's similar to Esperia, but more modern called Dislyte

As for Annih, he had to keep an eye out for everyone in Esperia. Especially the people who accidentally teleported from another dimension. So it wasn't a nice vacation for him as he tried to keep his presence quiet.

He organizes the books by faction; Lightbearer's bookshelf, Mauler's bookshelf, Wilder's bookshelf, Graveborn's bookshelf, Dimensional's bookshelf (and soon a bookshelf for the Draconis)

There is one bookshelf that is kept in the cornor label with a red question mark, which questioned the God of Death of the humans

"God damn . . . why?"

Back to Eugavus/Gagene family, the dad's wanted to spend with their kids as much as possible from that 10 years of separation. Especially when Liberta and Lucilla are still considered "humans" and not a celestial/hypogean as they only inherited the magic.

Their new house, I got the idea of the house to be like Howl's moving castle, but then it's going to give away their location. So, with the idea of Eugene's trickster cube to be the door to their new house. If they want to get away, Eugene got the "keys" ready.

The dads are obviously friends with Thane and Baden as Estrilda, being the twin's older cousin. But that is when there is no one in the House of Rayne as it'll freak them out of having celestials and hypogeans together

The four dads would talk about their kids when they were children. Even sharing the embarrassment moments.

"One time, Estrilda and Baden were practicing swordsmenship and she accidentally hit him at his lower area."

"Oouuch! That must have hurt."

"Well, that couldn't be worse as our old cottage almost burned down."

"Wait, what?!"

With Estrilda, she teaches them how to horse ride as Lucilla grow fond of horses.

The reason why Eugene started spacing out in the previous chapter was that he felt his - no - Annih's blood flowing slowly, which makes Eugene stop functioning.

For Lucilla, she felt that her hypogean magic slowly going away.

There were times that Annih had high expectations but led to disappointment. Lucretia? Made mothers to widows by killing their children to feel her same pain. Women! You're not making any better, but by making it far worse. The only thing she did right was divorcing her husband, that was it.

There are other hypogeans that Annih could have wished to not killed, like Vyloris, who was once a celestial but got captured by the hypogeans who kept torturing her physically and mentally. He felt bad for her to realize she was never found by her kin, so he gave her a choice to either be free but never set foot on the mortal world or get her revenge back.

Luckily, there are only three hypogeans (well-known) that are spared from the extermination :)

I'll make another headcanon post once chp. 4 is done

[cyberneticatoms]

no way is that IAN DUTTON..they’re a 28-year-old SYNTH notoriously known for being MONOTONE & PEDANTIC but there are some people who have seen them being PERCEPTIVE & DIPLOMATIC. if you ask me, they remind me a lot of crunching up ice cubes, a shelf of methodically categorized books, and piercing eyes, but that could just be because they’re considered the SILENT OBSERVER around town. just keep an eye on them  &  see if their true colors shine through..

↳ 𝚀𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙺 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝚃𝚂

NAME: Ian Mark Dutton NICKNAMES: Confused for Ike DATE OF BIRTH: June 30th (28) HEIGHT: 6'1 AFFILIATION: Neutral  OCCUPATION: VIP Bartender at The Obelisk FACECLAIM: Chay Suede

TW: child abuse, drug abuse, alcohol abuse

↳ 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺𝙶𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳

❖ Ian grew up in El Paso, Texas, the older twin brother of Ike Dutton. Twin synths aren't common with the specification that a synth's mind is meant to be original. Though if you spend more than 5 minutes with the twins, it's easy enough to see that they are in fact two completely different people.  ❖ It wasn't long after they were born that their father was injured at his job. They were barely able to afford his care let alone his pain medication. Not soon after he developed an addiction, self medicating with hard drugs and alcohol.  ❖ At first his mother tried her best to keep the house stable, but eventually even she was burnt out. Joining her husband as they both sunk lower and lower into debt. It was during this time that Ike’s behavioral issues became more prominent, and Ian was the one keeping everything at home under wraps. Their parents never hesitated to mention that if CPS came they'd be separated or worse.  ❖ The only time things weren't terrible was when their oldest cousin DJ would come by and take them to their grandma's. The only time Ian was genuinely worried was when he was 8 and DJ joined the Coast Guard, losing the small bit of help they had.  ❖ It was during DJ’s first leave when he came to check on the twins that he realized how bad things had gotten for them. The twins were severely malnourished and had severe injuries that were struggling to heal. It took Ian, Ike and their mother to rip DJ off their father. One police call later and that night they were officially under their grandmother's guardianship.  ❖ Growing up, Ian viewed DJ as his father and his best friend later turned wife, Dahlia as his mother. Their other cousin Zel also grew up with them, and since he was the same age, the twins became known as the triplets. All three eventually joined the Coast Guard as well after graduation.  ❖ The plan had always been to follow DJ to Dallas when the club was opened. What wasn't expected was to gain a new little sister in Val, while he's not a fan of how spontaneous they can be, he does genuinely love them. Eventually forming a band with his siblings along with Dahlia's sister Eva, while also working as a bartender.  ❖ This is also how he met Beatrix Vos, while she was still working as an escort. The two have been in an on and off again relationship for the last couple years, with plenty of commentary from both their siblings and friends.  ❖ He, like the rest of his family, has no particular allegiance to the corporations or the mafia. If anything he thinks all have similar goals and methods, the only difference being how out in the open they operate.

↳ 𝙼𝙸𝚂𝙲

• Lives in an adjoining extension to the main Cruz-Dutton house with Zel. • In his spare time runs an online business providing 3D printed prosthetics for animals. Also makes and paints hyper realistic animal figurines and dioramas. • Part of the band Three by Five with his siblings Ike, Val and Zel, along with Eva. He and Eva briefly dated before agreeing to stay friends. He plays bass though he occasionally switches with Ike whose on drums.

[afterdarkprincess]

Ours

After WarGames, Roman decides what Sami Zayn's place is in the bloodline, a willing hole for them to use.

A Bloodline Gangbang Fic

Thank you to @elementaldoughnut12 for the inspo and for being into all the filthy things I'm into lol

AO3 Link Here

Reminder that my blog is not safe for minors- this fic is VERY Explicit and contains: Gangbang, Everybody/Sami, Dirty Talk, Daddy Kink, Breeding Kink, a little bit of Solo/Roman, Feminization, Double Penetration, Anal Sex/Fingering/Rimming (More tags on AO3)

If you're not game for that- I have other less spicy (but still spicy) fics

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The Bloodline had just one off day between Survivor Series and they planned to make the most of it. Jimmy, Jey, and Solo woke early and hit the gym in their hotel, keeping their muscles active before they spend the rest of the day resting up after the brutality of the war games match.

Usually the Honorary Uce, Sami Zayn, would join them as well, but he’d been mysteriously absent since they left the Arena the previous night. Jey usually would have grumbled to have the chatty ginger tag along, but he couldn’t deny that the man had proven himself in the match. He’d actually looked forward to seeing him this morning, but he didn’t pay it too much mind.

After their workout the boys headed to breakfast, filling up in the hotel lobby and putting away a concerning amount of food before heading back upstairs. Jimmy and Jey were splitting this weekend per usual, and Solo was put in a separate suite, but they all piled into the twin’s room to play video games.

The hours passed quickly without anyone bothering them, they’d certainly earned the respite. They ordered some food to the room as the morning faded to afternoon, and Jey was starting to get a little worried. Not having Sami around was one thing, but they also hadn’t heard a peep out of Roman, and that was odd.

A knock comes at their door, and Jey and Jimmy both put their fingers to their noses instantly, looking over at Solo as he shoots daggers at them both with his eyes.

He wordlessly gets up and goes to the door and lets their guest in the door. Jey can’t say he’s excited to see Paul Heyman but he’s used to it at this point.

Paul enters the room, and it immediately strikes Jey that the Wiseman is nervous, sweat on his brow. He’s seen the man in similar states, but usually that’s reserved for tense encounters at ringside, not on a day off when they’re supposed to be resting.

“G-gentleman, I am here on behalf of our Tribal Chief, h-he requests your presences in his suite. Immediately.”

Jimmy shoots him a confused look. “What, right now?”

Solo’s arms are crossed disapprovingly but his face is as neutral as ever.

“Y-yes, you don’t need to bring anything. Just yourselves!” The older man laughs nervously. “In fact, the Tribal Chief requested you leave everything else here.”

Jey makes a face at that. “Everythin’?”

“Please, come along! We wouldn’t want to keep him waiting.” Paul pulls out a handkerchief from the inside of his jacket and dabs it on his forehead.

There is a look exchanged among the brothers, but Solo shrugs and Jimmy pulls himself up off of the bed, so Jey figures there’s no point in him causing a fuss. It never works out in his favor to not do what Roman says anyway.

They follow Paul out into the hallway and pile into the elevator, taking them up to the top floor. Nothing but the best for the Undisputed Champion after all.

Paul trips up as he approaches the door, fumbling for the key card in his pocket. He finally holds it to the door and pushes it open, holding the door to let Jey and his brothers in first.

They look at each other, clearly none of them wanting to be the first one in the door. Jey shoves at Jimmy who rolls his eyes and walks in. “Don’t know what you being chicken about, Uce.” Jey follows behind his twin and Solo trails in after him with Paul coming in last.

The first thing Jey notices is that most of the lights are off in the room, then he’s hit with the distinct scent of sex in the air and he begins to feel uneasy. The room is divided off, cutting off their view of the bed or beds, but their cousin’s voice drifts through the air.

“Ah, yes. They’re here now, sweet thing.” It’s clearly not directed at them but the next order is. “Bring them here, Wiseman.”

Jey twists around to see Paul shooing them in the direction of Roman’s voice and that uneasy feeling grows in his gut. He has no idea what they’re about to get into, but whatever it is it can’t be good.

They round the corner and Jey can barely process what he’s seeing.

The bedroom of this suite contains the largest bed he’s ever seen, definitely larger than a normal king sized bed. On it is Sami, kneeling with his wrists bound behind his back with a blood red ribbon, matching the red lingerie set he’s wearing that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. Roman is behind him, naked save for his tight briefs, petting Sami’s hair like he’s a cat.

Jey’s mouth goes dry.

“What the fuck is this, Uce?” Jimmy is the first to break the silence, Jey looks over at Solo who’s blushing despite himself.

Roman doesn’t answer the question right away, pressing his lips to Sami’s disheveled hair and smacking his ass before standing. Sami lets out a yelp, but otherwise keeps his eyes downcast, not looking at any of them.

“You see boys, our ‘Honorary Uce’ here has been struggling to find his purpose in our family.” Roman looks at Jey directly. “It took him a while to earn our trust, but he’s done so with hard work and dedication. I decided it was time for him to finally take his rightful place.” He gestures back to the bed, as if any of this were normal.

“What you mean ‘bout his place, Uce? H-he’s in the bloodline, he one of us.” Jey’s voice trembles, and he can’t quite look Roman in the eye.

“Right as usual, Jey. Sami is one of us now, but see he’s special. He can provide a service to our family, and he’s all too happy to do it! Tell ‘em, Sami.”

Sami’s voice comes out trembling. “Y-yes, my Tribal Chief-anything you desire, gonna be good, a good w-wife.”

“Wife?!” Jimmy asks, “Uce, I got a wife. I don’ need this.” His older brother turns to leave, but is immediately stopped by Paul.

“You don’t understand, Jimmy. Let the Tribal Chief explain.”

Roman saunters to Jimmy, placing a hand on his neck forcefully and redirecting him back towards the bed.

“Forgive me, Uce, but you’re thinking too small. Sami will serve the needs of our family as a whole, a wife for the entire bloodline, and whoever else I see fit to share him with.” On the bed, Sami’s legs are trembling, and Jey hears the faint buzzing of a vibrator and puts two and two together. “Consider it a reward! For him and for all of you, finally getting along. Anytime you need, he is yours to do with as you like.”

“And right now?” Solo finally speaks, his eyes firmly fixed at the floor, his cheeks bright red.

Roman smiles, turning to Jey’s little brother. “Think of this as a celebration for our victory. I expect each of you to be nice and share him, but you will use him. After all, you wouldn’t want Sami to feel unwanted, would you?”

Jey feels his dick stirring in his pants, becoming uncomfortably hard. Roman expects all of them to fuck Sami tonight, and as messed up as this situation is, Jey can’t deny that he’s thought about it before. What Sami might look like finally shut up with a cock in his mouth, or how he’d squeal while getting his ass fucked open.

He can’t say that he ever pictured those things with his brothers also present while they happened, but Jey’s not one to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Jimmy still looks wary, but Jey spies the bulge in his twin’s joggers and knows his resolve will crumble.

Solo on the other hand, it’s usually difficult for Jey to read him, but he sees something much more substantial than a bulge in the grey sweatpants his younger brother is wearing. Solo has always had a bit of a soft spot for Sami, and it’s certainly showing now.

Roman circles back to the bed, settling in and stroking his hands across Sami’s skin.

“So who would like to go first? He’s wet and open, though-“ Roman looks Solo up and down. “He may need additional stretching to take Solo right away. Perhaps you, Jey? You two are getting along now.” Roman speaks so casually about it all its hard for Jey to remember that he shouldn’t want this, that it isn’t normal.

He looks at Jimmy, who makes no move to join the scene on the bed, then turns to Solo who is somehow even redder than before but also not moving. He certainly doesn’t want to go first, but Sami does look tempting, and he trusts himself to be gentle with him.

“Sami? It okay if I touch?” He asks hesitantly, feeling like a fish out of water. Roman doesn’t make a comment but he does look amused at the question.

Sami finally looks up at him, and Jey’s completely done for. He looks so blissed out and pretty, his wild curls tied back into a half up bun with a red ribbon that matches everything else.

“Please, please Jey. Want you to touch me, wanted it so bad for months, wanna be good for you.” Same old Sami, a chatter box as usual, but the whining pleas go straight to his dick and he’s fully hard now.

He gives one more side glance to Roman, part of him suspecting that this is a test, but his cousin just nods, “Go on, you heard him.”

Jey takes a few steps forward towards Sami but he’s stopped by a hand across his chest.

Jimmy looks at him with wild eyes. “Ey now, Uce. Who brought Sami in as the honorary uce in the first place, huh? Think maybe I should be first.” Sami keens on the bed, and Jey watches a perfect pearl of precum slide down Sami’s dick.

He feels himself nod, but he follows Jimmy all the same. Jey climbs onto the bed, coming to face Sami while Jimmy comes up from behind, placing his hands on the full globes of Sami’s ass and giving the cheeks a squeeze.

Jey takes Sami’s face in his hands as if in a trance, “Look so pretty, uce. Look at ya, all dolled up for us. Doin’ so good.”

Sami moans, and Jey watches Jimmy pull out the vibrator that’s been holding Sami open, his twin whistling.

“Damn Sami, you was really holdin’ on to that. Can’t wait to get my dick in there.” Jimmy spits on his fingers, using the other hand to push down his joggers, freeing his hard dick. Jey’s seen it before, as children and in locker rooms, but never hard and standing proud. Mentally he’s comparing, curious if he’s bigger or smaller than his twin.

Jey can deny himself no longer, sticking one of his hands in his shorts and rubbing at his dick.

“That’s it, boys.” Roman’s deep voice rumbles, pleased, and it shouldn’t turn Jey on further, but here we are. “Show him how much you love him, how much you appreciate how good he’s been to us.”

Sami’s trembling again, “Jey- can I- I, please- want to, my mouth, please-“

Jey silences him with a rough kiss, shoving his shorts down to his knees and stroking his length. “You wanna suck me, Sami? Use that mouth for somethin’ good for once?”

“Yesyesyesyes, please Jey, please,” Sami’s babbling again and Jey feels hazy as if this is all a dream. He’s about to stick his very hard cock down Sami’s throat while his brothers and cousin look on. Not to mention-

“Wiseman!” Roman barks. “You’re no longer needed tonight.”

“But my Tribal Chief-“ Jey had almost forgotten Paul lurking in the shadows.

“You heard what I said, leave.” Roman’s tone left no room for discussion and the older man bowed his head and left the room. “Come here, Solo. Watch with me.”

Jey watched his baby brother make his way to the bed, sitting gingerly next to their cousin as a wet spot grows on his sweatpants, doing nothing to hide the full girth of him.   Sami cries out and it pulls his attention back, he watches as Jimmy pushes his dick inside Sami’s hole, disappearing into his body with a snap of his hips. Jimmy sets a steady pace, drilling in and out and groaning.

Jey’s dick jumps painfully and he can wait no longer. “Uce, grab his hands.” He helps Sami drop his torso, leaning forward with his own strength and only held up by Jimmy’s hands.

Sami wastes no time, the second Jey’s dick is in reach he’s licking with his tongue and wrapping his mouth around him, enveloping him in warm, tight heat. Jey has to concentrate on not blowing his load immediately, his hands threaded in Sami’s hair, acting as a handle for him to fuck into the man’s face. Sami moans like a whore and the vibrations drive him wild.

Jimmy’s rhythm picks up, jackhammering his dick into Sami’s hole and chasing his release. Jey realizes distantly that no one had mentioned anything about condoms, but they all had to be tested for all manner of things regularly so it wasn’t a huge issue, but he could already picture the image of Sami leaking, full of a mixture of all of their cum and he had to pause to keep from wasting his cum on Sami’s throat.

He pulls out of Sami’s mouth, much to the man’s displeasure and Jimmy yanks Sami back up as he grinds his dick deep inside him and fills him with his first load.

Sami is babbling a litany of “fuck” and “thank you’s” and Jey’s itching to get his turn inside.

His twin pulls out, giving Sami a quick smack on the ass as he goes, rolling to rest against the headboard beside Roman.

Jey chooses to remain where he is, rearranging and propping himself up to sit with his legs out long, before guiding Sami to straddle him. “Wan’ you to ride me, baby. Can you do that?”

Sami nods vigorously, lowering himself down inch by inch onto Jey’s cock, throwing his head back to expose the long line of his throat.

Jey’s propped up enough that Sami’s little tits are eye level, jiggling and bouncing as he moves himself up and down Jey’s cock. He takes a handful of one, rubbing his thumb around Sami’s puffy little nipples and enjoying the whines that it draws out of him.

From the side of his eye, he sees Roman reach over, taking pity on Solo and freeing his heavy thick dick, taking it into his big hand and giving it a stroke. “Let me help you, it’s okay Solo.”

Solo whimpers, looking down at his cousin’s hand on his dick, slicking it with his spit.

Jey focuses back in on the feeling of Sami’s hot walls caressing him. He can’t keep his hips still, bucking up into that tight heat as he listens to his little brother moan. He’s lasted quite a while between Sami’s mouth and his ass and he can’t hold himself back any longer. Jey brings his hand down to Sami’s hard dick and jerks him roughly, hearing his whines crescendo as his own orgasm approaches. He buries himself in Sami and paints his insides with hot cum, feeling his dick twitch as Sami’s walls spasm, milking him for every drop as Sami sprays his own stomach with cum.

He keeps himself inside Sami as long as he can, bringing his thumb down when he pulls out, catching the cum that dribbles out and pushing it back inside.

“He’s ready for ya, lil uce.” Jey says, eyeing Solo, who refuses to meet his gaze, Roman’s hand still on him.

Sami moves closer to Solo on the bed, fixing him with his big puppy eyes. “How do you want me, Solo?’

“O-on your back.”

Jey moves to help Sami, releasing the ribbon around his wrists and maneuvering him onto the bed, legs splayed open towards Solo. He nods at Jimmy who tosses him a couple pillows. He sticks one under Sami’s neck and then lifts Sami’s hips, propping them up with the other.

Solo slowly moves forward, Roman keeping hold of the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down and tucking the band under Solo’s heavy balls.

The pillow puts Sami’s hole right in line with his tip, the fat head kissing Sami’s hole teasingly. Despite having just been fucked, Solo’s wide girth is still a stretch for Sami, and the slide in is painfully slow.

Jey’s at a perfect angle to watch Solo sink into Sami’s tight heat, stares at the red rim of Sami’s hole where he’s stretched, listening to the little breathy sighs escaping the gingers mouth.

Solo’s hands are hovering above Sami’s thighs awkwardly as if he’s afraid to touch him or unsure where to. Jey reaches over, gently guiding Solo’s hands to grip at Sami’s thighs, pulling them down and spearing him further on Solo’s cock.

Solo’s hips finally meet Sami’s ass, groaning as Sami mumbles, “So big, so full, fuck feels so good Solo, thank you baby.”

Jey watches his younger brother’s face soften as he leans down to give Sami a sweet kiss. Solo takes one of Sami’s hands in his own, threading their fingers together before he drags his hips back and fucks back into Sami at a brutal pace.

Sami howls, his dick fully hard again and slapping against his stomach with each of Solo’s powerful thrusts.

Behind them, Roman watches on with a proud grin, gaze lecherous. His hand wanders back to Solo’s sweats, dipping inside and disappearing between his thick cheeks. Jey can’t see what he’s doing exactly but from the look on Solo’s face and the way he’s viciously fucking Sami it’s not hard to imagine.

Solo doesn’t last much longer after that, emptying himself inside Sami as he gives a low primal cry.

Sami’s still hard and he nearly comes unglued when Solo pulls out of him. Jey sees tears rolling down the side of Sami’s face but the smile on his face reassures him.

Roman removes his hand from Solo’s ass, coming up to pat him on the back approvingly. “Good job, Solo. Made me proud.” Solo blushes deeply and comes to Jey’s side like he’s a child again, resting his head against his older brother’s shoulder. Roman raises to his knees, climbing out of the bed to free himself of his briefs, releasing his ragingly hard cock.

Again, Jey’s seen Roman’s dick before. They grew up together and shared locker rooms all their lives, the length of him always impressive. But never has he seen his cousin like this, rock hard and dripping. Solo is thick and intense but Roman is that and much longer, his tip curving toward the ceiling.

Jey watches Sami’s eyes trailing to Roman, taking in the sight of him and the look on his face of sheer want and longing.

“Come here, sweet thing,” Roman says, leaving no room for argument and Sami scrambles to his hands and knees to obey. He stops at the edge of the bed, meeting Roman’s erection at eye level and opening his mouth to let his tongue loll out. “So obedient, such a good wife. Look how happy you’ve made them, Sami.”

Sami’s head swivels, taking in the sight of Jimmy, Solo, and Jey in various states of undress. “Thank you, my Tribal Chief, thank you,”

Roman cups Sami’s face in his hands, “You’ve earned your reward, baby. Now get my dick ready.”

Sami licks at the head of Roman’s dick eagerly, slobbering as he takes it into his mouth and sucks on the head. Roman pushes him down further, feeding more of his cock into Sami’s mouth and throat. The ginger takes it all, moaning like a cheap whore, and Jey remembers what that felt like on his own dick. He’s getting hard again, and he can see Solo’s dick stirring beside him. Surely Jimmy is effected by the scene in front of them as well.

Roman uses Sami’s mouth for a few minutes, getting wet and sloppy as Sami drools and gags around the monster of a cock. Tears trail down Sami’s face as he fights for breath, but his dick is still hard and leaking and the look on his face is one of pure ecstasy.

Roman unceremoniously pulls out of Sami’s mouth, leaving him panting for breath, a few strings of spit still connecting his pretty pink mouth to the fat cock head. “Present yourself,” His deep voice left no room for questioning and Sami scrambled to obey.

He arranges himself on his hands and knees before dropping down onto his elbows and presenting his hole to the Tribal Chief.

Jey’s vantage point left him with a view of Sami’s face and the long curved line of his back, watching as his cousin aligns that huge thick dick of his up against Sami’s hole. He presses in with no delay or mercy and Jey watches Sami’s eyes roll back and his mouth drop open.

Roman fucks him rough, setting a fast pace with little regard for Sami or his abused hole. Sami takes it though, and for the first time all evening he’s completely silent save for his whines and moans. Roman seems to have fucked the words right out of him.

“Such a sweet little thing,” The Tribal Chief smiles down at the sight below him, Sami blissed out taking his cock and his cousins watching on. “Do you see now? This is where he belongs- his rightful place, right Sami?”

Sami makes a pitiful noise that sounds like a yes but that doesn’t seem to satisfy Roman. One of his hands comes down and wraps around Sami’s throat gripping tightly. “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

The ginger nods, as much as Roman’s grip will allow, his voice coming out hoarse. “Y-yes, yes, love it, Daddy.”

Roman’s grip relaxes on his throat and he pats Sami’s head instead. “Good girl,” He hits him with a particularly hard thrust, shaking the bed with the force of it and Jey feels his dick begin to leak again. “I want you to come just from my dick, you can do it.”

Sami cries, but he nods his head, unwilling to disobey. Roman jackhammers into him over and over again, gripping tight enough on his hips to leave bruises. Sami’s hips and thighs quiver and shake until finally his dick erupts, shooting long ropes of cum onto the bedsheets and he screams.

Roman fucks him through it, delivery a few more powerful thrusts to his ass before he sighs, tossing his head back and grinding his hips to Sami’s ass.

Sami collapses further onto the bed when Roman pulls out of him, boneless and sated.

The Tribal Chief gazes upon him with fondness, but he reminds him all the same. “Keep that cum inside you, baby.”

Solo looks at Jey, eyes searching for something but Jey doesn’t know how to answer him. He then looks to Roman as the older man situates himself again at the head of the bed, his softening cock on full display.

“Can I…?” Solo starts, then clears his throat. “C-can I go again?”

Sami looks up at them, eyes on Solo’s dick with hunger all over his face.

Roman laughs, “Of course you can, Solo. You can all go as many times as you like, the only thing I ask is that you finish in his ass so we can plug him when we’re done.”

Solo moves from Jey’s side, quickly stuffing his dick into Sami’s awaiting mouth.

They go on like that for hours, passing Sami back and forth between them, getting creative with the things they do to his body.

Solo holding Sami up against the wall, body folded in half as he fucks another load into him.

Roman pressing Sami’s face against the glass window as he viciously plows him, whispering about all the people who might be watching below and seeing Sami for the dirty slut he is.

Jimmy holding Sami’s face down on his dick until he’s crying again, then slamming into his ass.

Jey biting and sucking at Sami’s nipples as he fucks him in missionary position, leaving bruises in his wake.

As Solo recovers from one orgasm, he shyly asks Roman if he’d finger him again, voice hushed as if to hide this from his brothers. The Tribal Chief was halfway into Sami’s hole again, so he instructs Sami to please the youngest instead. Jimmy and Jey watch with rapt fascination as Sami carefully slips a finger into Solo, who blushes and moans. They continue for a while, Roman lazily fucking into Sami while he explores and stretches Solo.

Roman stills for a moment, addressing Solo. “You should sit on his face, little Uce. Bet he’d love that.”

Sami babbles, “Please, yes, please Solo lemme taste, please.”

Solo turns bright red, but he moves all the same. Sami removes his fingers and lays back as the younger man slowly straddles his face.

Roman resumes his slow and steady pace, eyes bouncing between watching his dick disappear into Sami’s hole and the sight of Solo completely obscuring Sami’s face from view. His heavy dick bounces against the pale skin of Sami’s chest, and his breathy moans are drowned out by the sounds Sami is making underneath him.

Roman finishes inside Sami not long after and reminds Solo to do the same, no matter how good it feels they’re not to waste any of their seed.

Jey is struck with an idea, whispers it into his twin’s ear and watches the smile that splits across his face. Jey takes hold of Sami, moves him like a rag doll, pliable and willing as Jey lays on his back and positions Sami to ride him again.

This time however, Jimmy lingers behind Sami, watching as Sami takes the length of Jey’s cock, and holding him still when he tries to start bouncing. Jimmy takes his fingers around the red stretched rim of Sami’s hole, entering two alongside his twin’s cock. They enter pretty easily after taking Solo and Roman’s much thicker dicks, but Sami moans all the same.

Jey patiently waits while Jimmy stretches Sami further, noticing how Roman and Solo watch intently. Jimmy works four of his fingers in before deciding that Sami has been stretched enough, lining his dick up next to Jey’s and pressing in.

Sami howls when Jimmy finally gets himself fully inside. Jey holds himself still, despite barely moving while Jimmy prepped him, he’s still fully hard and nearly ready to topple over the edge again just from the tight feel of Sami’s hole stretched around him and the feel of Jimmy’s cock nestled next to his.

They’ve always had that twin connection, it’s what makes them a good tag team, and they feel it now. They can’t thrust too hard or quickly with how tight Sami is around them, but they move in tandem fucking in and out. Jey pinches at the red and puffy nipples he abused earlier, and Jimmy gives Sami a few slaps on his ass and Sami cries as he comes undone again with a pathetic squirt of cum onto Jey’s stomach. They feel it in his ass though, the rippling muscles milking them both to twin orgasms, their cum mixing inside with the rest of the cum all of them have left inside Sami.

—

Solo is the first to fall asleep, passing out after busting a fourth orgasm while Sami rides him.

Sami has to clench hard after each bout to keep all their cum inside, careful to lose as little as possible.

Jimmy has Sami suck him nearly to completion, enjoying those whore moans before pulling out to press just his tip against Sami’s hole and let it loose inside. Then he too curls up on the stained sheets and closes his eyes.

Sami can barely hold himself up anymore and neither can Jey so he buries his last load in his hole fucking him on their sides while spooning. He leaves more bites and bruises on Sami’s neck, adding to the collection of marks that all of them have left on his body.

Jey blinks his eyes blearily as Roman joins them on the bed. He’d taken off to shower after Solo had fallen asleep, but he returned just as nude as he’d left.

“You want ‘im, big uce?” Jey offers.

“Think it’s a little late for that,” Roman chuckles, gesturing to Sami’s slack and peaceful face, completely asleep with Jey softening inside of him. “Put this in him though.”

Roman hands over a beautiful blood red butt plug with a glittering ruby at the flared base. It was sturdy and soft, expensive.

Jey pulls out of Sami, hands ready to push any cum that tries to escape back inside. Only a little dribbles out, and he gently kneads it back inside with his thumb before following it with the massive plug.

Sami gives a little sleepy whine when he gets it inside but he settles and starts snoring softly.

Roman gets in the bed on the other side of Sami, sandwiching him between them. “Look Jey,” He says softly.

Jey’s eyes follow Roman’s to his hand cupping the bump of Sami’s lower stomach, swollen with the amount of cum they’ve left inside of him. His tired fucked out mind can only think of one thing, no matter how absurd it is.

“We knocked ‘im up,” Not a question, just a statement of fact.

Roman smiles, nodding his head and rubbing at the bump with his thumb. “Ours.”

[headstrongblake]

[ stolen ] a quick, stealthy, and impromptu kiss snatched in secret & if you wait a while, we can go home together. / grant & o / @thewholecrew

after spending most of the night tucked away in a booth, waiting to see whether a loud party was actually in their evening plans, octavia and her friends were growing restless. even with randoms buying kassy and octavia drinks in between the times' atom would sneak on by with glasses of coke that were laced with some sort of alcohol, octavia spun her phone around in her hand, eyes canvassing the rest of nick's bar. a smirk grew on her lips as nick and grant walked into the bar from the clubhouse together, fingers waving at nick who rolled his eyes. no doubt annoyed that, once again, there were the hell-raising minors in his bar.

tossing some hair over her shoulder, octavia turned her attention back to atom, kassy, and the baker twins, sipping on her rum and coke atom had slipped into her hand. "c'mon liv, j's right.... with your parents outta town this weekend, why aren't we having a legendary baker party?" octavia asked, leaning against atom where he stood at the edge of the booth. jordan nudged his sister, pointing his finger toward octavia in agreement. "maybe because the last one nearly got us grounded for life?" liv explained, eyes shifting between them all and spencer as if she couldn't believe they were discussing this. octavia frowned, accepting the answer until nick wandered over with grant on his heels.

"aren't you supposed to be working?" nick asked with a lift of his brow toward atom, but octavia interjected, "he is, he's keeping your customers very happy." she exaggerated, sipping on her drink again before nick snatched it away with a scowl. "oh really? my customers are the legal ones. go bother some other establishment tonight, o," nick said. emerald hues rolled as nick's look sent atom back to the bar, "just as well, we were leaving anyways, right J?" octavia beamed toward the baker twins with a wiggle of her brows, jordan smirking as all their phones went off with jj's mass text to the seniors, inviting them to the baker house for a party. "see ya later boys," octavia called after grant and nick, as the rest of her friends began to pack up their things to head out to the baker's. "i'll be right back babe," octavia told kassy, kissing her cheek before she slid out from the booth to use one of the bathrooms upstairs in the boys' dorm rooms before she left.

octavia was just coming out of the bathroom in her brother's empty dorm room when grant appeared at the doorway, quickly closing them inside away from prying eyes. her brow raised as she looked at him, but as her lips parted, he was swiftly in front of her, stealing a quick kiss. her smile grew against his lips as she leaned up into him, her hand fisting his shirt as she eagerly accepted his impromptu kiss. but as he separated from her, her forehead creased, nose wrinkling with a frown. it's always like this. something secret. something quick before he disappears again.

except this time, his hand that cupped her cheek kept her close, emerald hues filled with adoration and trouble sparkling as she watched him. "what was that for?" she asked, teeth tugging on her bottom lip. not that she was complaining by any means, but she usually had to seek him out. taunt and tease until he finally gave in to her. ignoring his strict duty as leader of the club, as if that somehow meant he wasn't allowed to have his own fun. "if you wait a while, we can go home together." her brow raised at that, eyes searching his face in an effort to gauge his seriousness. now she was really curious what brought this on because whatever it was, she'd have to do it again and again if this was the outcome.

"hmm, i dunno grant," she teased, fist uncoiling from his shirt as she smoothed out the crumpled fabric with her fingers. emerald hues watched him through her lashes, "how long is awhile?" she asked with a tilt of her head, "because all my friends are heading out right now for a really good night, i don't want to give that up..." octavia pretended to ponder, finger brushing against her lip as she thought. "but i guess i could be persuaded if i were to have an equally good night somewhere else," her mischievous grin grew with a lift of her shoulders, her palm rising to press on his chest as she pushed him away a bit. "i'll be here, don't make awhile too long, or else i might have to meet up with my friends after all." she said playfully, sitting on one of the armchairs in the dorm room as she pulled out her phone to text kassy not to wait up for her.

[gloom-and-doom-in-my-room]

Now that I think about it Stan Pines' backstory was actually kinda effed up and really angsty

[didisteponurmoment]

Loud thoughts and orchestrated parties  (Wandanat x Reader)

Summary ➞ The avengers offer a little help with an orchestrated party so you can -finally- confess your crush in Wanda and Natasha and stop making a fool of yourself.

Pairings ➞ Wandanat x female reader

Words ➞ 5045

Warnings  ➞ None, Fluff with a super brief mention of sexual thoughts

A/N  ➞ Hi, I'm back! i had intentions to add smut for this part of the story but i felt it wasn't natural to add it in this one shot, so i'm going to post it separately in the next few days. 

Let me know what you think and remember that requests are open.

After that battle in which you were freed from Hydra's experiments on that island whose name you could never decipher, life became better in almost every way.  At only 23 years old, your expectations of being someone special were fading, but the Avengers took you on as part of the team even though you initially came close to killing them, deciding that your special power to control water could be of help to them, and offering you a place to move in with them in the compound if you were willing to risk everything to protect the world.

There were several reasons why you agreed without hesitation from the first moment Steve asked you if you would like to join the team (among them that you had nowhere else to go or that you had lost everything in that battle where the base you had called home for so many years was destroyed), but secretly, kept deep in your thoughts, two reasons stood out. Two reasons that made you blush with every glance, and that made you so nervous that they could make your powers glitch if they were close: Wanda and Natasha.

When you arrived at your new home, everyone was surprisingly sympathetic to your past actions. Wanda, Sam told you, had lived a life much like yours, in which in a particularly terrible battle, she had been freed from hydra, like you, but not before being subjected to enhancement at the hands of a gem of strange provenance, and losing her twin brother, Pietro, in the most tragic way.

The witch was very affectionate from the beginning, trying to improve your state of regret by preparing you hot tea and offering you to join many of her plans with her girlfriend, Natasha.

Natasha (at least according to the rumors of your other companions) was the rougher of the two, due to her complicated past in the red room, she had a lot of difficulties opening up and it used to take her a while to trust you... but you never experienced this, since maybe because of her experience with Wanda having lived through the same thing, she was understanding and kind to you. 

Wanda had been dating Natasha for a few months, but since you arrived, you felt that you were spending most of your free time with them, forming a good bond of friendship, which, no matter how hard you tried, didn't fool the rest of the team.

The first time anyone noticed it was when one morning before training, just two weeks after your arrival, Peter, Steve, Bucky and you were having breakfast in the kitchen. Peter had joined the avengers shortly before you, so you shared the rookie title and had formed a good friendship. The conversation among everyone present went on about how Tony and Pepper were set to leave for some cool-ass vacation soon, as Steve handed out the pancakes he had prepared. 

Wanda and Natasha entered the room then, with their hair messy and their pajamas still on.

‘Hey guys," Nat said as Wanda rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Instead of starting their breakfasts directly, they both stopped behind your stool to give you a hug from behind and a kiss on the head "Morning y/n” They both said. 

The gesture, in both cases, lasted about a second and was only noticed by the team member who, sitting next to you with his arachnid senses, noticed your blushing at the gesture since everyone else was still talking about Tony’s Holidays plans.

The girlfriends stole four pancakes from Steve's stack and placed them with their hot drinks on a tray, ready to eat their breakfast back in their room,  watching you out of the corner of their eyes throughout the process. Wanda discreetly approached Nat to whisper something in her ear, to which Nat simply nodded with a half-smile giving you a look. If you hadn't been watching them so intently and had been participating in the conversation, you might have missed this little exchange.

"Y/n/n, we are going to have breakfast in our room, would you like to come with us?'' said Wanda directing her beautiful smile at you '' Surely you're already bored of listening to Steve complain about how he never gets a vacation" you chuckled under your breath. Of course, you wanted to say yes, but Steve decided to drop his conversation to answer the witch before you had a chance to do so.

"Ha ha, how funny. Y/n has training with me in 15 minutes and she better finish breakfast fast, because every time we train and she uses her powers, I end up having to dry out the gym and I have things to do today. Right y/n?" Bucky looked at Steve like he was crazy. Being the observant one, he had noticed your crush earlier and wondered if Steve was blind and that's why he didn't notice what he had just done.

"Uhh, I guess," you replied embarrassed, "Can we do something later?'

Natasha smiled with the tray in her hand. Wanda next to her pouted tenderly, "Of course krasivyy, come look for us when training is over".

You didn't understand what that word Natasha had used meant, but there was no doubt that listening to any of the girls speaking in their native language made you feel something you couldn't explain. You were crushing, bad.

The girls were just leaving the room when the conversation started:

"So y/n," said Peter, 'How long have you had this crush on Nat or Wanda?' Steve turned to look at Bucky confused about the conversation, while you just turned red as a tomato “Or is it both of them?”

"Uhhhh " you said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"What are you talking about?" interrupted Steve, confused.

“Don't even try to fool me y/n, it was so obvious” Peter insisted mockingly “from the time they came in until they left you didn't answer a single question we asked you, you just stood there and blinked' you tried to deny the situation but your argument was unconvincing.

“Cut the bullshit y/n" said Bucky "You are a terrible liar. I didn't say anything before because I thought it was obvious for all of us, but you should do something about it, they like you too".

With this comment you gave up, seeing that they already knew the truth.

'Okay, yeah, but there's no way they're going to like me back. Do I even have to mention that they are a couple with each other? I don't stand a chance, better to keep my crush a secret and wait for it to pass" you finished.

“Oh Y/L/N” Bucky said “You're literally love blind. You’ll see I’m right”

“Whatever” You mumbled and finished your food.

You thought no one noticed the discreet glances you were giving the two red-haired women, but apparently, everyone else did.

You were so busy trying to keep it a secret, that you couldn't notice that they also looked at you in a special way. In fact, they treated you in a special way. On movie nights, they always kept a place for you between the two of them, invited you to spend as much time as possible with them, and even took every opportunity to hug you, especially Wanda, who was the most demonstrative of the two girlfriends.

They, however, had the same fear as you. At first, they had never contemplated the possibility of opening the door to anyone else in their relationship, but with you it just made sense. However, they did not allow themselves to fantasize much about it, they had no idea if you even liked girls, but they were almost certain that you were not attracted to them, which despite being super far from reality, was understandable because you got so nervous when you were alone that sometimes you made excuses to avoid the situation. None of the three dared to take any steps in fear of ruining the friendship, something that infuriated Tony terribly.

"I've had enough, I'm going to make Wanda, Natasha and Y/N do something, it's getting embarrassing that Y/N can't approach the girls without shaking. Team, party tomorrow. Mandatory attendance, especially for these three" He said one day in front of some of the guys after you were distracted by watching Wanda and Nat walk around, and you flooded part of his lab.

It was Tony himself who informed you of the party. He came over right at the end of your training with Steve and took it upon himself to let you know that attendance was mandatory. Steve simply nodded energetically.

"What do we need a party for?" asked Natasha as she entered the gym in her tight sportswear. Your hands unconsciously made it start to rain inside the gym from the surprise of seeing her in those clothes.

"Exactly for this reason" replied Tony overwhelmed. Steve shot him a look, which caused Tony to add with the least convincing sarcasm  "Not the rain, A well-deserved break from training."

You just nodded, embarrassed by the rain caused, but at that moment Wanda walked in wearing an outfit very similar to her girlfriend's, causing the rain to start coming down harder. You let out a cry of frustration, trying to evaporate the water, while Wanda and Natasha laughed and Tony and Cap shared an annoyed, but complicit look.

Natasha and Wanda were as oblivious to the team's plans as you were, but everyone knew that Tony didn't like it when either of the team members didn't attend his parties, so half an hour before the party they started changing.

Natasha opted for a tight red dress, which left her breasts quite exposed and was too short to be comfortable. She paired it with high heels and her hair loose over her shoulders. She looked hot. Wanda opted for an emerald green dress, with discreet transparencies in specific areas. It was less fitted than the spy's but just as sexy. Her shoes were black heels and a scarlet red adorned her lips.

The two avengers were hoping to get your attention, but they did it more out of habit than with the hope of getting to something real. The witch watched her girlfriend suffer with the zipper of her dress from across the room, spellbound. They were terribly in love with each other. Wanda reached over to pull up the zipper and left little kisses on her girlfriend's neck. Natasha turned around when the zipper was up and grabbing her girlfriend by her small waist, gave her a kiss on the lips and another on her forehead.

"Thank you. I love you, moya lyubov. You look beautiful'"

‘I love you more, detka, you look more beautiful" replied the scarlet witch with a smile.

Meanwhile, in your room, Peter insisted that you dress for the occasion. It was almost suspicious that he was so excited about going to one of Tony's parties because he always get teased during them for being the youngest. Of course, he had a task you didn't know about.  You rolled your eyes many times but when you noticed that he wasn't going to let you miss this party, you showed him a couple of options and he helped you choose a black dress that highlighted all your curves.

You changed in a second and waited for his approval when you came out of the bathroom.

"It looks perfect on you, y/n, come on, you have some conquests to make.”

"Huh?"

"Nothing" said Peter in panic "it's hypothetical?"

Not giving it any more thought, you followed him out of the room, unaware that your days at the compound were about to change forever.

You entered the party room and the first things your eyes saw were Nat and Wanda. The spy had her hands on the younger one's waist, and you felt distressed and regretful for coming at that moment, but quickly Natasha made eye contact with you and smiled, whispering something to Wanda who turned around in a second to look at you as well.

"Y/N??" Peter said almost shouting when you didn't answer him the first three times "Oh my god, you have it BAD'

You shushed him, blushing because you stood there so long looking at them and had been caught by the couple coming up to greet you. It was almost as if they did it on purpose as if they knew about your crush and wanted to make fun of you.

The couple confidently approached where you were standing with Peter, Wanda was the first to hug you. Taking you by surprise. 

“You look so gorgeous Y/N/N!" said Natasha when Wanda was hugging you tighter than necessary.

“You do" said Wanda still in the hug. When the witch released you, Natasha gave you a kiss on the cheek, sending a shiver down your spine and a blush up your neck and to your cheeks.

On the other side of the room, Maria, Carol, Thor, Yelena and Sam watched the scene discussing how it was possible that neither party could notice the effect it was having on the other. Carol even proposed a wager, which Yelena immediately joined, on who would finally make the first move. Carol bet on you, and Yelena bet on her sister, assuring that once she realized your feelings, she would be the one to make it happen. 

The party began to fill up soon after, making both of them and you steal glances at each other from different parts of the room. Since none of you knew that this was a different party planned to bring you together, you decided to do what you were supposed to do at one of Tony's regular parties, talking a bit with all the guests and not just with each other.

When you met Natasha near the bar, after making your way around the room, she offered to make you a drink, Peter who was passing by, recommended you to show Nat your party trick, so while she was pouring the juice, with your powers you made the vodka fly from the bottle to the glass, but due to lack of control that having her around caused, the liquid fell out of the glass, staining Peter's shoes. You and the spy laughed heartily. Both too absorbed to notice the special affection in the looks you shared.

Wanda on the other hand was watching the scene from the other side of the party, seeing the two girls she loved the most having fun, she approached to ask for a drink too, and with her powers, she added to the things floating in the air, three glasses for shots.

The whole team watched the scene discreetly, and when the three of you seemed to have had enough shots (except Natasha, who could have had 50 and carried on as normal), they decided to put into action part two of their plan to get you, at last, over your crush. 

By this point in the party, you were already a little tipsy, your alcohol tolerance much lower than the redheads. The unknown guests were starting to leave, and the party was down to the closest members of the team. That's when Tony spoke up.

“Time to play a game!" the other team members feigned annoyance, the reaction they would have usually had to Tony proposing a game, but without complaint, they joined in the round. Natasha and Wanda approached from where they stood by a window and you and Peter also took a seat in the round. "What do you think about truth and dare?'

"Really Tony? What are we 15?" said Natasha with a laugh.

"Well, I actually think Peter is that age, right spider boy?"

"Hey, I'm 18!" said Peter next to you.

"Whatever you said big boy" replied Tony and everyone laughed around the table “okay, I’ll start”

Several rounds quickly pass by without you noticing, you are too busy watching the two girls who have not yet had their turn and who are laughing with the rest of the group. They catch you glancing at them once or twice but just smiled back without giving it much thought. Wanda is sitting on Natasha's lap, who caresses the younger girl's hip bone tenderly while they are both attentive to the game.

Tony challenges Peter to text Mary J telling her that he likes her, Steve kisses Bucky, Sam confesses that his favorite avenger is Hawkeye, because he is also a bird but with more seniority and Carol invites Maria on a date. It's then Natasha's turn.

"Nat, truth or dare?" asks Maria with a mocking smirk. Natasha is unfazed and chooses truth giving little importance to Maria's question. "Have you ever had a crush on anyone on the team other than Wanda?' Wanda is just as relaxed as if the answer her girlfriend gives as she looks you in the eye with confidence is the most obvious answer in the world.

"Yes, yes I do," Natasha says. You pause at the strange use of words - I do- but your heart really stops for the couple holding your gaze during and a few seconds after this confession. You swear you are imagining things, so you just get another drink and feel the alcohol kick in and temporarily distract you from your thoughts.

Next up, it's Wanda's turn, and Natasha asks her if she prefers truth or dare. Wanda chooses dare and when the spy is about to pick one for the witch, Yelena interrupts with her accent accented by drinking a lot of alcohol.

"It's not fair for Natasha to choose Wanda's dare, let someone else choose it. Y/N, why don't you choose a dare for her?"

Eyes land on you,  very flushed and snapped out of your trance, you try to stammer out a response to make the moment pass

"Uhh, well, Wanda I dare you to... "after a moment of silence and your impatient teammates demanding the dare, you end up choosing the lamest dare of all "crawl to the kitchen and get me a glass of water." The whole team looks at you in confusion at such a strange challenge. Tony even mutters unheard that you might need more help than a party. But when Wanda shrugs her shoulders and climbs down Nat's lap, you suddenly regret your stupid dare decision.  Wanda's cleavage is exposed and although no one else seems to be affected by this, it's almost as if she's doing it seductively. Natasha chuckles, as if aware of her girlfriend's antics. Wanda creeps into the kitchen and returns with a glass of water by the time the next round is over, but your eyes don't leave her for a second.  She leaves the glass of water in your hand, walking through the round without paying attention to anyone else, and leaves you a kiss on your cheek that makes you blush again when she returns to her place on Nat.

When you want to remember, it's your turn, between the alcohol and the fact that you're in awe of the redheads, you prefer to play it safe and choose truth. It's Bucky who asks the question.

"Do you like women y/n/n?" you glare at him. You know he knows that not only do you like women, but you like two who are in this same circle playing. Speaking of these two women, they suddenly seem much more interested in the game, looking at you with their eyebrows cocked, waiting for your answer.

"Yeah, I'm gay" and you could almost swear the redheads smiled on the other side of the round.

From this moment on, your head starts to run much faster, thoughts about the two women and you mix with the alcohol and you stop trying to hold them back. Wanda and Natasha no longer pay so much attention to the game, Wanda whispers something to her girlfriend looking at you, they don't even make the effort to hide it this time. The spy nods and gives Wanda a little kiss and that's when you hear the witch's voice.

"Hey baby, you think really loud" you immediately feel chills and your whole body flush, what could she have heard of all the unholy thoughts you are having about the couple? you wonder if she can always hear what you are thinking and shame consumes you. Wanda answers you in your head, her eyes glow scarlet and Natasha whispers something in her ear, complicit "No, I can't always hear what you're thinking, I think it's the alcohol, but it's almost like you're screaming right now" you swallow hard and hide your blush between your hands with a grunt, a couple of glances stray to you, but no one asks anything noticing the glow in the witch's eyes. "Natasha told me to tell you that you' re cute when you blush, I agree" says Wanda. You can't even think about answering, nervous and drunk. "I wonder if it's the alcohol or if..." but Wanda can't finish her question, because Tony calls your name and asks you: truth or dare? 

" Dare" you said a little emboldened by the alcohol.

"Finally it gets interesting, I was getting fed up" said Tony "Wanda, Natasha, y/n sleeps in your room tonight. Go now, it's late and my charity actions shouldn't last as long as this one" complicit glances are again exchanged by the team. Natasha and Wanda are taken by surprise by Tony's request, but having discovered that you like women, there is renewed hope in your best friends, who suddenly seem to catch on to the background of the party. You, for your part, allow yourself to blush again and simply nod at the challenge, nervous about being in a room alone with the couple, even more so now that Wanda seems to know your secret. 

Reluctant to let the situation affect you as much as it did, you staggered to your feet with your head down. Despite being a little tipsy, you knew that if your friend had heard your thoughts about her and her girlfriend, it wouldn't be long before they wouldn't want to be in your company again. 

Wanda exchanges small smiles with her girlfriend and leaves her place on top of Natasha, who gets up to shake your hand and lead you with them to the room you had visited so many times before in very different circumstances. All around you, you felt everyone's gaze on your back, and when your eyes meet the gaze of your companions, you understand that all this was definitely planned.  Peter gestures a sorry in silence. Wanda and Natasha walk dragging you forward, without saying a word, so you seize the moment and with a simple snap, a rain shower falls on the head of each of the guests who looked at you with narrowed eyes and mumbling complaints at your exit.

"This is how you repay me, y/n?" said Tony with more humor than expected. But you almost don't hear him, because the elevator arrives and behind you, the doors lock you in with Wanda and Natasha on the way to their room. 

You refused to look up and they don't pressure you even though you can feel their eyes on you. Natasha still held your hand and Wanda's waist with her other arm. Finally, you all reached the couple's room. Natasha opens the door, releases your hand so you can take a seat, and it's Wanda who breaks the silence.

“Y/N/N, look at us" that's when you look up first to scan the room. The rooms in the compound are spacious, all similar in size and shape, but this one feels much more like home. You glanced at some picture frames behind the couple and you are surprised when you notice that there is more than one picture of the three of you together. You begin to wonder if they are going to take them out after this conversation. That's when you looked up and your gaze met that of Wanda and Natasha, who were watching you lovingly from above.

"Listen y/n, I didn't mean to listen to your thoughts, but they were very loud and I couldn't help it even though I tried. We'd like to talk about what I heard, and if you want, then you can go back to your room if that's what you prefer. We don't want to make you uncomfortable .... but I heard your thoughts about us. Is it the alcohol? Or do you actually like us?' pressed Wanda.

You sighed, feeling the tears burning in your eyes, ready to come out if necessary. They already knew part of the truth, and if they didn't know about your feelings from reading your thoughts, they would know it from the staging of your colleagues to try to get you to have this conversation, even if you were certain they didn't feel the same way. So you chose to believe that little drop of trust that was left hanging around from your conversation with bucky, and you jump in.

"It's not because of the alcohol," you said, lowering your eyes, "I've been in love with you for a long time, but I didn't want to say anything about it for fear it would ruin the friendship. I'm so sorry that you found out, I tried to keep it a secret but somehow it seems that everybody knew about it... and now you guys do too. I'm so sorry, I'm sorry I ruined our friendship this way" by now you were crying out dramatically. The fear of losing your two best friends, but also the girls you love, present in every tear.

Natasha stepped forward and lifted your gaze, gently taking you by the chin. A smile on her lips, Wanda shares the gesture from behind. Are they making fun of you? Anxiety absorbs you and the crying gets worse. Wanda overtakes your thoughts again.

"It's not that, moya zhizn', it's that you got it all wrong. I had never seen your thoughts before you left me accidentally, we... we didn't even know if you liked women, but we are in love with you, and we didn't want to mention it so as not to make you uncomfortable, not only are you our best friend but we understand that maybe you might not like us..." for a moment, you stopped reacting. Not only do they know your secret, but they share the feeling you tried so hard and so long to hide. Your thoughts suddenly full of hope, bring a smile to the Witches lips.

Natasha kneels in front of you next to the bed gently, your eyes meet yours and then Wanda's, who nods and smiles warmly. Natasha's hands again on your chin as her lips come painfully slowly to yours, as if asking permission in case you want to stop her. 

The moment the kiss materializes, the world stops, Natasha wastes no time moving her hands to the side of your face and with confidence and firmness, she quickly takes your breath away. The kiss deepens and stops only when Wanda clears her throat from behind. Natasha laughs softly as she breaks away.

"You're beautiful y/n/n" Nat says pulling away from your lips "Hey Wands, come here baby".

The spy leaves a small kiss on your lips and another on Wanda's before the witch smiles nervously at you, also kneeling in front of you. Wanda's kiss is different from Natasha's, more careful, testing the waters, soft. The witch smiles into the kiss, and doesn't take too long to deepen it either once you both enter into trust.

Suddenly, you feel sober, as if your powers have evaporated the glasses of alcohol from your blood and brought you back to reality in one fell swoop. 

The bed behind you sinks a little with Nat's weight, who gently brings his hands to your waist as your kiss with Wanda continues. As your lips part from hers, Wanda pulls her girlfriend closer to kiss her too, and no longer needing to be discreet, you watch the passionate kiss that your lovers share in the privacy of their bedroom. 

You move to the side of the bed, your eyes continue to watch the couple and Wanda smiles into the kiss, listening to the obscene thoughts that cross your mind. Natasha is the one who ends the kiss first, approaching your lips again, this time without asking permission. 

"Y/N, none of us have tried anything like this before but, would you like to go out with us? We think it could work and we love you. We can go at your pace" Wanda interrupts this comment with a laugh, having been in your head and listening to the thoughts running through your mind at the moment. "And by and by see what it would mean to us to have you be a part of this relationship."

Wanda just nods with an open smile, she already knows what answer you are going to give and the scarlet gleam in her eyes, gives you to understand that Natasha was already being updated on this information.

"I'd really like to try" you reply without letting a second pass, taking both women by the arms and drawing them into yours in an embrace that was too long in coming. "I'm in love with you, I have been for a long time, and you know how much I love you."

The girlfriends, your girlfriends? They smile and kiss your cheeks. No words are needed as they escort you to lie down on their bed, and settle you in between the two of them. Wanda uses her powers to change all three of your party clothes into long t-shirts to sleep in. They hug you protectively and whisper words in your ear as sleep approaches.

"I love you Nat, I love you Y/N/N" Wanda says.

"I love you Wands, I love you Y/N" Says Natasha

"I love you, Wanda and Natasha "you say before allowing yourself to close your eyes and let sleep take you,  into the arms of the women you dreamed about for so long.

[archived-kin]

you go to a devildom zoo and a penguin attempts to seduce you (the brothers are not happy)

note from kin: this was meant to be out way sooner but covid-19 and a whole lot of catch-up coursework said no to that idea >:(

anyway formatting on mobile is actual ass so let me know if this ends up unreadable!

enjoy, darlings!

fandom: obey me!

character(s): gn!reader, lucifer, mammon, leviathan, satan, asmodeus, beelzebub, belphegor, diavolo (mentioned briefly)

pairing(s): demon brothers/reader, penguin/reader (one-sided), a bat also very briefly tries to seduce you

warning(s): reader really loves deadly creatures which i know isn't really a warning but just as a heads up for those who can't relate i guess??? also this is ended up WAY longer than i intended lmao

genre: fluff (but also crack)

oh the pure joy you felt when you found out that there are zoos in the devildom

zoos full of sphinxes, chimeras, hydras, krakens, manticores, basilisks and griffins, but zoos nonetheless

in fact, you’d argue that the fact that the zoos here are full of potentially lethal legendary beasts is even COOLER

so, naturally, you begged lucifer to let you go to one

his response?

“absolutely not, you could be killed.”

well now that’s just unfair

there are so many things down here in the devildom that could kill you! the heat, the food, the dragons just wandering around in the skies, your fellow students at rad, belphie, not sleeping enough, the stupidly narrow staircases, lucifer himself! in fact, you’d argue that lucifer has already come close to killing you more times than any of those creatures at the zoo

unfortunately that was entirely was the wrong thing to say because now lucifer’s gone all broody on you

you just KNOW he’s gonna spend all of next week either drowning himself in work or sulking in the music room if you don’t cheer him up quickly

so you guess it’s time to pull out the puppy eyes and hope that they work

spoiler alert: they do. you also end up being stuck in lucifer’s arms for about five hours afterwards as he cuddles out all of his negative thoughts, but that’s not a bad thing, so you’re not complaining

the next day, however, you are BACK on your bullshit

and you are back with a vengeance!

you are getting a trip to that zoo whether lucifer likes it or not and you will not rest until you succeed

your first idea is to go to diavolo for help because.... he’s diavolo and lucifer would listen to that demon before anyone, including himself

unfortunately that doesn’t work because diavolo is out on a business trip to the human world with barbatos

(which means your butler buddy, who could probably have helped you make your case, is also out of the picture)

you suppose that you could try getting simeon in on the scheme but you’re pretty sure he’d end up making it worse with his insatiable penchant for teasing lucifer

your final solution?

cry

and it worked a treat too!

lucifer is just a sucker for his human and he doesn’t like seeing them sad okay :((

he finally agrees to let you go to the big zoo just north of RAD since it’s directly under diavolo’s jurisdiction, but he also makes you promise that you’ll take at least one brother with you

(he’s hoping you’ll choose him)

but then you uno reverse card him!

jokes on you, lucifer, your human wants a family day out!!

lucifer would be lying if his heart didn’t swell slightly when you proclaimed you wanted all the brothers to come with you so that you could all spend the day together having fun

although you may have just made a mistake because now lucifer is going to do everything in his power to make sure the day goes perfectly, and if that means smiting the rude demon in line in front of you, then what about it?

(luckily you stop him from the killing someone before you’re even inside, but it was a close call)

the moment the eight of you step into the zoo satan whisks you off to look at the devildom equivalent of big cats

which means the sphinxes and manticores first, then the giant fire-breathing tigers

he’s planning to have a nice heart-to-heart conversation with you while the two of you stroll along the exhibit, but then you both get distracted by how cool the animals are

so the two of you just end up dragging each other back and forth to look at one creature after another

not the romantic scene satan initially had in mind, but he’d be lying if he said this wasn’t also absolutely perfect

holding your hand while you talk enthusiastically about how majestically that manticore leapt thirty feet into the air with your entire face lighting up like the most beautiful lantern in the world? stunning. outstanding. he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

meanwhile, back at the entrance, levi is sulking, mammon is fuming, beel is already stuffing himself with overpriced food stall delicacies, belphie has crawled under a bench to nap while he waits for you to come back, asmo is taking pictures with the extra long-legged flamingo billboard, and lucifer is so preoccupied with trying to figure out just how the hell the walking system here works that he hasn’t even noticed that you and satan have just disappeared into the void

in the end the remaining brothers split off into pairs, all agreeing that whoever is the first to find you and satan will get to have some one-on-one time with you next

and, drumroll please, that lucky pair turns out to be... beel and belphie!

(really they have an unfair advantage though since beel can smell out anyone he knows from a mile away)

meanwhile satan has just spent just about all of the grimm he brought with him on a hideously overpriced plush version of the manticore you were so fascinated with

but the smile on your face when he gives it to you?? the LIGHT that exudes from you when you declare that the plush’s name is now greenie because it has green eyes just like his?? worth it. absolutely worth it.

but uh oh, the moment is soon to be gone, because guess who’s here?

beel and belphie can’t let satan have all your attention! beel is a little more forgiving, but belphie is going to make sure he’s the first to get a kiss today, anti-lucifer club alliance be damned!

he’s not going to admit that of course. instead, he’s going to very subtly hip-bump satan out of the way so that he can hold your hand instead (beel can have the other hand, but if he tries to pull you away, he’s getting what-for.)

normally satan would be pretty miffed by this, but hey, he’s in a good mood right now and he doesn’t want to spoil the day by getting pissy, so he lets the twins get away with it. younger sibling privilege, am I right?

belphie wants to take you to his particular favourite exhibit here, the giant carnivorous cattle with horns the size of chair legs

beel, on the other hand, suggests that maybe you don’t want to see a gargantuan mammal tear apart a giant piece of meat that may or may not have been sourced from a human graveyard (the giant carnivorous cattle are picky, okay? at least they’re not murdering people for the meat)

you, however, are absolutely fearless

besides, what harm can a giant carnivorous cattle with horns the side of chair legs do to you when it’s being kept behind six inches of hellfire trench, with three of the devildom’s most powerful demons close by to swoop in to your rescue?

beel begrudgingly agrees to go see the giant carnivorous cattle, but makes you promise to stay slightly behind him so that he can jump to defend you should they get out of hand

your big strong demon standing in front of you, protecting you as you get to look at a super cool and also deadly creature? you are absolutely on board with this.

(satan is slightly concerned by your willingness to go near creatures that could tear you to pieces in a second, but if he gets to see you smile like that again then... well, what can he say, he’s a simp)

so off you go!

the giant carnivorous cattle are AWESOME. you get to watch a trio of them eat what appears to be an entire car in, like, two seconds, tops, and they don’t even look bothered by the metal disappearing down their massive gullets.

(you ask belphie in an undertone why the cattle are eating cars if they’re carnivorous. his response is that even giant carnivorous cattle need their minerals, so the zookeepers feed them a bunch of the metal stuff you get in human scrapyards.)

(sounds like an RSPCA violation to you...)

you’re practically tumbling over the fence as you lean forward to get a proper look at them and their adorable tiny wings, so belphie ends up having to pull you back

just as he does it, however, he has a very bright idea

so instead of gently tugging you back as he’d originally planned, he practically yanks you into him, conveniently slipping your hand out of beel’s in the process

listen, it’s not that belphie resents letting beel hold hands with you at the same time as him. a demon’s just gotta get his hugs sometimes, alright?

of course you’re a little miffed about being so violently yoinked, so you’re about to turn around and give belphie a piece of your mind, but then he pulls you close to him and nuzzles his nose into your hair

how are you supposed to scold him for that???

he seems so content and he’s even doing that adorable little purring thing demons do when they’re happy that he never does in public

you can’t just pull out of his arms! it’s probably illegal!!!!!

belphie gets a pass for being cute this time. only this time. no more.

(as an aside, this sort of thing happens at least once a day because belphie’s a whiny little baby who can’t go twelve hours without your love)

anyway now beel looks a little downtrodden which you are not having

your solution? wait until belphie lets go of you on his own and then you can give beel a hug of his own.

unfortunately belphie doesn’t seem interested in separating from you

luckily you don’t end up having to deal with that, because then satan steps in

partially because he feels bad for beel and also partially because okay that’s enough touching now, know your boundaries

which means it’s BEEL’S TURN TO SHINE

does this demon want you to die? because that is what’s going to happen if he keeps being so friggin sweet

first of all he buys you a bunch of treats from the nearby food stalls with his own money and offers every single one to you

is he on drugs? is that what’s happening here? what happened to the avatar of gluttony who ate first and asked questions later???

of course you aren’t going to be so cruel as to take every single one of the treats he’s offering when you can physically hear his stomach rumble as he holds them out to you

instead, you take a handful or so and tell him to eat the rest himself because he deserves it

beel almost tears up he’s so happy he loves you so much in that moment

some may say he’s being dramatic but beel says that every moment with you is a treasure and he has every right to be emotional

belphie is a teensy bit pissed that satan simp-policed him when he’s just as whipped but it’s beel so... he’ll stay down

satan, meanwhile, starts snapping pictures of you at every opportunity, most of them candids, to save to the album he has dedicated especially to you, and also to send to the brothers’ group chat to brag

asmo responds to each one with even more heart emojis than the last, levi always has some kind of jealous comment to make, lucifer stays silent (satan knows he’s saving the photos to his own gallery to gaze affectionately at later though), and mammon just keeps sending angry stickers and then quickly adding that they’re not aimed at you but at satan for having the audacity

anyway, the four of you end up leaving the giant carnivorous cow exhibit after spending a few minutes just sitting together on one of the giant benches while you and beel (mostly beel) eat the giant pile of food he purchased

(beel’s not evil so he offers satan and belphie some obviously, but he makes it clear that you’re getting first pick)

beel’s about to ask where you want to head next when

here comes trouble

and make it double

asmo and levi are IN the building (zoo)

levi, having gotten so antsy waiting for you to show up, disregards all subtlety and basically throws himself right at you, scoops you up, and takes off

leaving behind your poor manticore plush, a stunned satan, beel, belphie, and asmo, who immediately starts running after the two of you, shouting ‘hey, that isn’t fair!’

satan, belphie and beel are left to exchange disbelieving looks and attempt to follow

(don't worry about greenie, satan picks him up and vows to keep him safe until he meets up with you again)

meanwhile you are being quite literally swept off your feet

“levi. levi stop i can walk. levi i’m coming to aquarium with you. you don’t need to pull me. levi i’m getting a little dizzy over here. levi please”

luckily you are saved from your impending doom (because, realistically, there is no way mr hasn’t-exercised-in-several-millennia can carry someone halfway across the biggest zoo in all three realms without tripping) by asmo

now, asmo does not like exercise. it makes him all hot and sweaty (and not in the sexy way) and it’s just... not it. however, because it’s you, he will make an exception just this once.

so he grits his teeth, pins back his long-ass fringe with a cute butterfly clip, and runs for it

normally jealous-mode levi will not stop for anything, but a running asmo in the right situation is even more terrifying than a quiet angry lucifer, and a quiet angry lucifer normally means multiple people are getting burnt alive

so what does levi do? naturally, he stops in his tracks, lets out a scream of such a high frequency that he disturbs a flock of deathseye hawks nesting in a tree nearby, and almost drops you on your head

asmo immediately stops running, takes a moment to dab off any sweat on his forehead with his dainty little pink handkerchief, and lets his hair back down

because he is not exercising for a second longer than he has to

anyway, now that you’re not being torpedo’d halfway across the world, you can finally take a second to breathe and actually ask levi what he wants

he goes pink and stares shame-facedly at the ground and refuses to say a word, especially with avatar of lust ‘i like teasing my brothers to the point where it might be sexual harassment’ asmodeus Right There behind you

but you want your purple boy to be honest!! which means it is puppy dog eyes time again

finally, staring determinedly off to the side, levi mumbles, “you promised we’d go see the fish...”

oh your poor heart

you’re inclined to start pressing kisses all over his face, but you just know he will immediately blow up on the spot if you do in such a public area, so you settle on giving him a subtle hug and reassuring him that yes, you will go see the fish with him

now, asmo’s a hoe for attention, we all know that, but even he has his moments

so, making you promise to go see the birds of arcadia with him later, he departs with a wave and a very sneaky kiss planted on your cheek to let you and levi have your time together

thanks asmo

so off you and levi go!

the aquarium FUCKS

sorry that was too strong

the aquarium is GORGEOUS

it’s got this beautiful deep blue-green ambient lighting, and there are enormous tanks for the giant sharks that essentially make up the walls and ceiling

and there are SO MANY FISH!

rainbow fish, neon pink fish, fish with tiny markings that make them look like they have moustaches, fish with scales that change colour every five seconds, glow-in-the-dark fish, fish the size of a small car

literally any kind of fish you can imagine? they HAVE THEM

you’re almost too distracted to notice levi tugging aggressively on your sleeve

when you do, though, he quickly ushers you over into the tunnel exhibit, where the dolphins live

devildom dolphins look pretty similar to regular human dolphins, except they live in what’s essentially hydrochloric acid and are pitch black in colour with bright purple eyes

you’re pretty confused as to why levi wanted to drag you in here so quickly - you’d have thought he’d go for the goldfish, or the venomous water serpents, or even the special hydra exhibit they’ve got for a limited time

but then levi pulls you over to the very edge, taps his fingers lightly on the glass, and... starts clicking and chirruping?

you’re about to very concernedly ask if he’s feeling alright when something amazing happens

the giant male with scars all over it who, according to one of the signs along the tunnel, spends most of his time skulking as far away from the glass as possible and will eat any demon who comes too close, swims over to him

then, wearing the gentlest little smile, levi turns to you and tells you to say hello to captain

you almost yell out of sheer excitement, but you manage to collect yourself

instead, what comes out is an aggressively whispered:

"hello!! hi, captain!! it's lovely to meet you!! i love you!!!!"

and captain loves you too!!!!!

he swims right up to you and butts his nose against the glass

well you can't not immediately press your face against the glass as well so it looks like you're bumping noses with him can you???

so you do exactly that

all the while going "hello!! hello!! you're such a pretty boy!! what a handsome boy!!"

levi almost cries because you are just too perfect

you love captain? and captain loves you too? he seriously has to hold himself back from dropping to one knee and proposing right then and there

after taking a moment to get his heart to calm down, he translates what you're saying to captain, who immediately starts clicking back

and guess what??? captain says you're the prettiest!!!!!!!!! you’re the handsomest!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

now you're going to cry

you and levi spend ages in that tunnel together, just talking to captain and holding hands and exchanging little kisses now and then

levi is so in his element here in the aquarium that he isn't even as nervous and stuttery with his affection as usual

it's almost jarring, but are you complaining? absolutely not

when and levi emerge from the aquarium, both a little giddy and still enthusiastically talking about all the other creatures you said hi to after captain (who you are most definitely coming back to visit sometime), asmo is waiting outside so impatiently that he's getting a lot of irritated looks for his aggressive foot-tapping

levi wants to go see the reptiles now, but then asmo plays the 'i let you get away with having alone time, now let me have mine, bitch’ card

and to be honest levi's pretty sure that even self-proclaimed romance expert asmo can't top the mini-aquarium date you've just had with him, sooooo...

buying you a little keychain replica of captain just to get a final one over his brother, he bids you goodbye and goes off to the reptile house on his own, pulling on his headphones on his way so that he won't accidentally end up talking to some stranger again

it is now asmo's time to shine!!!

and so off the two of you head off to the birds of arcadia exhibit

however, it seems that asmo doesn’t have much interest in the birds themselves apart from for taking pictures with them for his devilgram

the birds are beautiful indeed, but guess what else is also beautiful? here is a short and concise list:

1. holding asmo’s hand

2. giving asmo kisses

3. receiving kisses from asmo

4. giving asmo hugs

5. receiving hugs from asmo

6. cuddling with asmo

7. sleeping with asmo (in the literal sense)

8. sleeping with asmo (in the not so litera—)

this has been a short and concise list of things that are very beautiful and you should absolutely do right this second (not ghost-written by asmodeus, avatar of lust, not at all)

anyway, it’s kind of hard to concentrate on that adorable neon striped pecker sitting close by to you when asmo is draping himself all over you like a damn scarf

it’s cute! it’s cute. but.... the birds...... you want to see the birds.........

in the end the two of you settle on a compromise: asmo will let you have some time to just look at the pretty birds as long as you keep holding his hand, and then the two of you will go and get matching face paint together

asmo’s kinda pouty about it at first, but he quickly changes his mind when he sees how enamoured you are by the birds

you really are too cute!! he just wants to scoop you up and cover you with kisses, but he’s already promised to leave that for when you aren’t in the middle of a busy public space

(he definitely isn’t the slightest bit jealous of them because he wants to be the only beautiful thing that you look at like that. he knows he’s prettier than those birds.)

(but, like... he’s still gonna puff up his chest a bit when he catches one edging just a bit too close to you. he may be the avatar of lust, but he does have his moments of jealousy as well… even if they’re at blooming birds.)

finally, when you’ve decided that you’ve had your fill of gorgeous birds, asmo immediately pulls you off to the face-painting booth

all the designs the demons managing it have come up with are pretty beautiful, so he’s not bothered about which one to get as long as you two are matching

which means you get to choose!!!!

at first he thinks you’ll ask for the super popular one that imitates the feather pattern of the most popular bird of arcadia, the lesser spotted spectra

but then you turn to look at him, think for a moment, turn back to the demon doing the painting, and ask if they do custom designs

asmo can only watch on, confused, as you and the demon whisper conspiratorially back and forth for five minutes

then the demon has started painting, and the cheeky little grin on your face is making him a little worried that you’ve deliberately asked for a really stupid design just to mess with him

but then, as the strokes and colours all come together, he realises something that might make him a little teary eyed. just a little bit.

the design you’ve asked for just so happens to be the gorgeous, swirling pattern of the avatar of lust’s pact mark

and it’s not just that, either. he takes a closer look and realises that the little flowers added around the edges are his favourite kind of rose as well

and THEN the demon doing the painting turns to him and tells him with a smirk that, by your suggestion, the paint he’s using has been enchanted so that it goes rainbow when you kiss the person who’s wearing it

oh, he really should have had more faith in you! this is even better than anything he could come up with!!!

(he takes about a million photos of you while he’s waiting for his own turn and sends at least a quarter of them to the group chat)

asmo is practically vibrating with excitement as he sits there getting his own face painted

and if you think he doesn’t drag you off to some secluded corner for a good half an hour just pressing little kisses all over your face and giggling when he pulls away and your face paint has gone all the colours of the rainbow, you are severely wrong

of course, he wants kisses as well. this is a give-and-take system and he wants just as much as he gives!!!

unfortunately, there is one disadvantage to spending so much time just canoodling

the others haven’t heard from you or asmo in a good hour and they are beginning to PANIC

mammon in particular is practically shooting off the walls and just constantly spamming you with ‘WHERE ARE YOU’ and ‘COME BACK’ messages

asmo doesn’t want you to go but he’s also kind of running off a high right now so he decides it’s okay and sends you off you find mammon with a cheery wave (and a love struck sigh once you’re out of earshot)

you find mammon just walking in circles in the communal area outside the cannibalistic not-zebras exhibit

he almost bursts into tears when you come up to him and tap him on the shoulder because it feels like he hasn’t seen you for what feels like hours and hours and he just,,, he missed you okay

after five minutes of him just furiously rubbing his eyes and refusing to admit why, he gathers himself and asks you what you want to go see

you have to think for a good long while because, while you’ve been to plenty of zoos in the human world and know by now the sorts of animals most of them have, devildom creature species are unpredictable

you could jokingly say ‘hyper-aware empathetic goose’ and they’d probably have one

but then you have a look around you and see the big map

and what is the first thing you see on that map?

‘vampiric venomous bats’

oh fuck yeah

mammon is a little concerned because the vvbs are known to randomly swoop down and attack the people who walk into their exhibit

he knows you can protect yourself!! but when you’re being swarmed by a horde of more than fifty giant bat creatures with enormous teeth full of venom that can kill you in seconds, there’s really not much you can do

and there is no expressing the amount of absolute misery that would descend on him if he let you get hurt

so instead, you make a compromise and decide to go to scheduled talk on the vvbs in ten minutes instead

normally mammon finds these zoo talks boring as all hell, but heck, if he gets to hold your hand for a whole forty five minutes without having to make an excuse to do so, he’s down

so off you go to the talk!

you’re having the absolute time of your life as the keeper shows you one of the more lethargic bats and describes exactly how it paralyses its prey with high frequency screeches and then kills it with a single bite to the neck

mammon, on the other hand, is honestly kind of spooked

that bat may be half-asleep, but it’s got the eyes of a murderer

so what if he shuffles a little closer to you every time the bat moves?? it’s not like he’s scared of it or anything! no way!

(please hold him or he may cry)

but then... DISASTER strikes

the keeper looks out across her bright-eyed audience, listening attentively to her explanation of how the vvb detects prey through the slightest vibrations in the air... and asks if there are any volunteers who want to hold it

everyone goes quiet. they’re all looking at the floor and avoiding eye contact like students who don’t want to be picked to answer a question in class. they may be demons, but even they know danger when they see it.

except...

mammon is just commenting to himself in amusement about how quiet everyone’s gotten when he looks to the side and practically feels his heart freeze

your hand has flown straight up into the air, and before he can pull it down, the keeper has called on you

mammon may be just as terrified of that bat as everyone else, but he isn’t going to let you go near that thing without him to protect you

the keeper looks a little befuddled as to why one of the most powerful demons in the devildom is following you up to the front like a very attached duckling, but luckily she goes along with it

first she gives you a super thick dragonhide glove to wear, just in case the bat gets violent

then she attaches the little lead around one of the bat’s feet to the end of the glove, so that even if it tries to attack an uncovered spot on your body, it’ll just get pulled back

(meanwhile, mammon, standing just behind you, is just barely holding back from bursting into demon form and wrapping himself around you to protect you)

and so, as you watch in anticipation and mammon in terror, the keeper slowly moves the bat from her arm to yours

at first it just kind of sits there and blinks and... doesn’t really do much

the keeper, however, seems very happy about this

“it means she already trusts you!!!”

and she tells you to try a simple little trick

“just flick your wrist up and she should swing down to hang from your hand!”

mammon is very pointedly whispering to you that that’s enough, you’ve held the bat, come on let’s get out of here

but you are determined to continue putting your life in danger, it seems, because you do exactly what the keeper says

and it works!!!

piki, which you have learned is the name of this particular bat, lets out a quiet squeak and drops to hang from one of the enormous fingers of your glove

you immediately go ‘wooAAAAAAAAAH’

mammon almost bites his tongue in half because of how on edge he is, but it turns out that he doesn’t need to be

because the bat turns to you, blinks once, and suddenly puffs up around the neck

you panic a little at first, but the keeper seems incredibly excited

“she’s displaying!!!!!!! she likes you!!!!!!!!!!! she sees you as a potential mate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

okay mammon is not having any of that

he is not about to be upstaged by a goddamn bat

and so the instant the bat and glove is removed from you, he grabs you by the hand and charges right out of that room, shouting something about it being urgent

leaving poor piki the vampiric venomous bat squeaking sadly because her new crush is gone

sad :(

now mammon is buying you a giant plush to make up for dragging you away like that

happy! :)

and you KNOW this means a great deal because mammon does not part with his money very easily. in fact, most of the time, one would have to physically threaten him into buying something for them

and the fact that mammon bought you a ridiculously expensive enormous plush that probably dug a pretty big hole in his savings without you even asking??? your heart basically melts on the spot

now you definitely can’t get angry at him for pulling you away so suddenly

so instead the two of you go to see the giant narwhals

you’re fascinated, but mammon is too distracted to even look at the narwhals

he just keeps staring at you looking so happy hugging the giant plush he bought for you so close to yourself with this giant dopey grin on his face

(s i m p)

he’s shaken out of his infatuated daze when he hears a camera shutter directly behind him

at first he whips around ready to fight because he’s expecting levi or asmo, but then he looks up slightly and comes face to face with none other than his beloved older brother

lucifer doesn’t even try to hide the tiny grin on his face as he very slowly raises his phone and takes a photo of mammon’s half shocked and half irritated face

mammon is so dumbfounded by how much kinder lucifer looks when he smiles like that. he doesn’t even recover in time to tell you who’s just showed up - you end up noticing by yourself

you should have given lucifer a bit of warning because the moment you turn around and and greet him with such a bright and happy smile on his face he is DECEASED

all you and mammon see is his cheeks going pink but let me tell you this man is screeching like a trapped possum on the inside

lucifer may act like he’s a Big Important Unfeeling Demon but everyone else knows that this man would quite literally bring you the moon if you asked (he probably wouldn’t be able to pull down the entire moon, but damn him if he isn’t going to try)

he has to stay silent for a moment because he knows that if he speaks his voice is going to crack and mammon absolutely would NOT let him forget that for the rest of his long life

once he’s managed to get his puddle of a heart back to a state where he can speak without sounding like the physical embodiment of being smitten, he’s quick to offer to take you to the nearby penguin exhibit

he’s paid attention to the messages he’s been receiving periodically from the other brothers throughout the day about the things you’ve been getting up to with them, and he has seen a pattern in the sort of creatures you like the best

that pattern is: the more deadly, the better, with bonus points if it still looks cute

and lucifer has been to this zoo enough times to know most of the best exhibits pretty well (especially since diavolo’s taste in deadly creatures is very similar to yours, so he knows that any of the demon prince’s favourites will probably end up pretty high in your list as well)

therefore he knows that the devildom’s penguins are about two and a half meters tall, with millions of retractable fangs in their beaks and venom sacs in their necks that they can spray so violently and quickly that they’ve become known as ‘venom machine guns’

and you are ALL ABOUT THAT

you’re so excited by the concept of these penguins that you don’t think twice before tucking your arm into lucifer’s outstretched one and following him off to the exhibit

leaving mammon pouting furiously behind the two of you

now, while the avatar of greed doesn’t dare to directly interfere with his older brother, he most certainly dares to inconvenience him

what does that mean? it means that mammon is immediately whipping out his DDD and shooting a quick message to the group chat specifically made without lucifer to let everyone know what’s going down

and, within ten minutes, every single one of the other brothers are heading right for the penguin exhibit as well

lucifer is in the middle of listening to you excitedly talk about piki the bat when he feels something hit him in the back

he turns to see, with great dismay, that the six other brothers have started following behind the two of you, and have begun taking turns throwing things at him. satan doesn’t stop even when he realises that he’s been spotted.

lucifer feels a vein pop in his cheek when satan manages to nail him right in the middle of the forehead with a screwed-up ball of paper

unfortunately for lucifer (and fortunately for the other six brothers), you quickly take notice of the group following behind you

the avatar of pride can only watch in dismay as you call out for the others to come join you to see the penguins

well, obviously, the others are coming now that you’re inviting them over!!

asmo immediately jumps to give you a little kiss on the nose just so he can see your face light up in all the colours of the rainbow again

(which earns several surprised noises from the other brothers since, while they knew from the pictures from asmo that the two of you had gotten your faces painted, they didn’t know the paint did that)

belphie subtly shuffles up behind you to give you a little prize figurine he spent way too long trying to win on one of the zoo’s mini claw-machine games, while beel attempts to find a stealthy way of sneaking the bag of treats he’s carefully sourced for you into your pockets, but ends up giving up on that and just hands you the bag instead

levi is still on a bit of a high from the mini aquarium date, so his face immediately goes fifty shades of red when he sees you, but instead of running off like he usually does when he’s flustered, he just offers you the WIDEST smile

satan is a little disheartened when he realises just how much bigger the plushie mammon got for you is than greenie... but who cares!! greenie is small and cute!! he most definitely isn’t puffing up slightly like an indignant owl when he sees you hug that plushie to yourself like it’s the softest thing in the world!! no sir!!!!!!

mammon is being kinda whiny about lucifer barging in and ruining your one and one time together, but then satan reminds him that they’ve all just interrupted lucifer’s one on one time with you before it could even really begin, and also points out (a little saltily) that, judging by the giant plushie in your arms, he’s already spent more than enough time with you

(luckily mammon isn’t exactly perceptive so he doesn’t pick up on it or else satan would be in for one hell of a teasing)

you, meanwhile, don’t miss the way that lucifer not so subtly presses himself closer to you as the eight of you are walking to see the penguins

so close that your arms are physically touching

it’s not like lucifer to be this clingy (well, clingy by his standards, anyway), but you aren’t going to bring it up considering that he would probably immediately move away out of ~pride~ if you did

unfortunately the other brothers don’t need you to point out lucifer’s behaviour to immediately start attempting to sabotage him

by the time you all get to the penguin exhibit, you’re surrounded completely by all seven of them, and they appear to be executing a genuine attempt to crush you if the pressure on all sides is anything to go off of

looking on the bright side of things, though, the penguins are SO CUTE

sure, they’re about nine feet tall with beaks full of millions of tiny serrated teeth and very toxic-looking feet-claws. but they’re ADORABLE

you love them so much!!!!!! but now the brothers are being big MEANIES and aren’t letting you get close to the fence

“those penguins can shoot venom up to twenty feet, we’re not taking any chances” so WHAT you just want to see the goddamn penguins!!!!!!!! you’ve survived countless near-death experiences down here, you can manage a bit of venom!

eventually your very pointed complaining finally gets most of them to relent (asmo is still against it, but majority vote says you get to get closer to the penguins, so HA) and you are allowed to go right up to barrier that separates the attraction from the spectators

you’re absolutely delighted, but the brothers quickly realise that their concerns about this whole thing were not unfounded

because that fucking penguin over there is totally giving you the googly eyes

levi is the first to notice - as the general of hell’s navy, he has a natural connection to all animals of the seas, even the ones that are only semi aquatic

satan notices soon after him - he’s been to plenty of ‘taming dangerous creatures’ club meetings, and he knows how to recognise attraction in animals

you yourself are pretty clueless until you suddenly notice that one of the flock is now sliding beak-first on its belly towards you

levi silently hopes you’ll be scared into leaving, but instead you just lean right up to the barrier (lucifer hurriedly grabs you by the arm before you fall over it) and whisper-shriek “hi baby!!!!!!!!!!!”

oh the brothers did not like that at all

but the penguin seems absolutely THRILLED

you’re pretty sure you see its eyes light up. like physically light up, not in the metaphorical sense - its eyes glow

(do devildom penguins understand human/demon speech?? you could swear from the penguin’s reaction to your greeting that they do, but when you ask satan about it later, he just scowls and shakes his head, proclaiming that devildom penguins have ‘a brain smaller than a tangerine and the motor function of a slightly bent paper clip’)

(damn satan you didn’t have to do the penguins like that)

anyway, this penguin, now thoroughly convinced that you are its destiny, hops to its feet, nods its head several times, then proceeds to start making the weirdest noise at you

you don’t even know how to describe it. it’s like a laser beam has been combined with a motorbike combined with a vacuum cleaner combined with levi when his favourite idol group releases a new song combined with that godawful screeching violin satan has been playing on repeat for two weeks just to annoy lucifer combined with, i don’t know, a turbo-charged printer or something. and then the whole thing’s been shoved through a dubstep filter.

it’s such a rattling sound that asmo, mammon, levi and belphie clap their hands to their ears, beel frowns so hard his entire face squishes inwards, satan recoils so far backwards that he’s about two feet further away from you than he was at first, and even lucifer actually physically flinches

(short break for a personal headcanon of mine but hear me out here: this man probably listens to nothing but full professional orchestra classical all day. he absolutely has that thing where his ears are sensitive to poorly played notes or just harsh grating sounds in general. you know, like how lan wangji and lan xichen in mdzs are physically repulsed by the sound of bad music? yeah that)

you wince slightly, but the pain in your eardrums is overpowered by your thrill about the fact that this penguin is actually talking to you

you smile wide and reply, leaning right up to the banister, “hello!! hi!! it's nice to meet you too!!”

if the penguin was happy before then it’s absolutely over the MOON now

it makes the weird honking sound again, nodding its head furiously at you, all the while shuffling closer and closer to the barrier

you are positively delighted by this development, but each of the demon brothers seem to be taking the penguin’s approach as a personal threat both to them and to you

beel’s expression is steadily scrunching up more and more in displeasure as each second passes, asmo’s glare could probably boil the penguin alive, and you’re pretty sure you just heard levi hiss at it

you turn around to try to tell them off for getting jealous over a penguin out of all things, but they are just not listening to reason

the penguin meanwhile is desperately trying to get your attention back by nodding even more frantically and honking so loudly that lucifer actually reels back a little

you try to turn back to it but then belphie decides that he’s going to shove his way right between you and the barrier and block the penguin’s line of sight

the penguin immediately sets up an extremely loud complaint, but belphie refuses to give it any rope at all

at this point the other brothers begin catching onto what he’s doing

mostly because of his weird twin telepathy thing, beel is the first to join belphie’s quest, with his giant frame being substantially more effective as a barrier, while asmo and satan work together to not-so-subtly start ushering the entire group backwards and away from the penguin

you’re attempting to protest, but lucifer is practically shouting over you about how interesting and fun you’ll find the giant giraffe exhibit, which just so happens to be on the other side of the zoo

the penguin is positively screeching at this point, but a moment later is suddenly goes silent. for a moment you’re afraid that one of the brothers have lost their nerve and actually killed it, but then you manage to spot it sliding away again around beel’s massive shoulder

turns out that, though his brothers don’t seem to care about his status and power placement at all, the avatar of greed’s glare is enough to silence even the most passionate of penguins

while the brothers exchange triumphant looks as they lead you away from the penguin exhibit, though, you’re more than a little upset by this whole ordeal.

the disrespect? abundant. the lack of sympathy? rampant. the audacity? sheer.

you make your displeasure very clear by scrunching up your face, crossing your arms, and refusing to respond to any of the brothers when they try to ask you something

goddammit, it was supposed to be a good thing that they saved you from the so obviously dangerous penguin, but now you’ve got them feeling bad

in the end, though, you still can’t stay mad at your boys for long

they all apologise (well, all of them except lucifer, whose pride will forever be his downfall, and belphie, who genuinely doesn’t think he’s done anything particularly wrong), and you can’t bring yourself to keep dampening the mood

so, with a short scolding that’s really little more than a light slap to the wrist to remind the boys that you don’t need to be protected from everything like some sort of delicate glass case despite how much they might think that’s the case, you’re back to your previous happy self

thank fuck

the rest of the day goes smoothly! the eight of you do indeed go to see the giant giraffes, which you actually get to feed, and beel somehow manages to knock down an entire row of rigged carnival targets to get you a pretty wooden carving of a super cool dragon

(you’re still not entirely sure how that happened but it was probably the sheer willpower)

you convince all of the brothers to take about three hundred photos with you in the cheesy green screen safari booths (it was mostly levi, lucifer and belphie who needed convincing, since beel and satan weren’t too fussed about it either way, and mammon and asmo were downright thrilled to do so)

lucifer buys the whole group matching keychains, despite the fact that they were pretty basic wood-and-plastic affairs but still cost a good fifty grimm each

(you’ve noticed that he seems to like doing that, considering the harrison porter keychain you’ve still got from that trip up to the human world back during the whole body swap fiasco)

he gets himself a fire-breathing peacock, mammon gets a gold-hoarding crow, levi gets a sea serpent, satan gets a good old regular cat, asmo gets a lesser spotted spectra, beel gets a manticore (since they’re known to eat more than three times their body mass on good days), belphie gets a giant carnivorous cow, and he begrudgingly lets you pick out the giant penguin design - as an apology for his actions earlier.

(you don’t fail to notice the slightly irritated looks levi and satan in turn both send the keychain as you tuck it safely into your pocket)

all in all

a lovely day out

10/10 would do again

[talkfantasytome]

Well Earned - Part 2

Nesta heads to the bar after her triste with Cassian and ends up reconnecting with Az, who hopes to keep her out of her head.

Warnings: Angst...and idiocy | Word Count: 2,597

Part 1 | Read on AO3 | Nessian Masterlist

a/n: Ask and you shall receive, but remember to be careful what you wish for. 👀 You can't blame me for this...

Nope, but you can blame @c-e-d-dreamer - she made a deal with the devil for this. 😈

Nesta strode straight toward the bar, weaving in and out of the crowds of people, doing her best to keep her face neutral as she ordered a double whiskey for herself. Thank goodness it was an open bar. She'd likely need it after what had just happened.

Gods.

She'd never felt that way before - been made to feel that way. The way Cassian had kissed her, touched her. It was everything she could have ever dreamed of, and she had dreamed of it. She just would never admit it.

Nesta had played it so well.

Separated from Gwyn and Emerie, both claiming her plus one, Nesta had hardly been able to believe it when she found herself next to Cassian. She knew he worked for Rhys, that had always been the plan, and she knew there was a chance she'd run into him, but it was a fairly large company. And a masquerade.

Nesta wanted to believe she would have recognized him having just seen his covered face, but it was hard to say. Mask or not, Cassian couldn't hide who he was. Not when he stood at about six foot six and was broader than any man Nesta had ever known. Still lean and graceful, but always so big. Cassian was never the scrawny kid, he wasn't the guy that just shot up one day and then filled out. No, when Nesta met him freshman year of high school she honestly thought he was a senior who had been held back in math a few times. The belief had earned a hearty laugh from him.

She thought he recognized her too. She hadn't changed that much since college.

She realized her mistake too late, at his request for her name. But, never one to admit such a thing, Nesta summoned every ounce of bravado she had and turned it into a game.

A game she wasn't sure she wanted to play.

Cassian hadn't known who she was, and yet still he kissed her. He hadn't been kissing Nesta. Just some random girl he met in a haunted house. She doubted he even truly cared who she was, just happy to get some action that night. She couldn't help but wonder what might have been different if he'd known.

Would he have kissed her? Touched her like that? Would he have even wanted her?

The thoughts pounded through her head, making Nesta fling back her drink and request a second, ignoring the look the bartender gave her. What did she care what some random guy was thinking about her? She was far too preoccupied with thoughts of another.

"Nesta Archeron, as I live and breathe," a familiar, silky voice said from behind her, making Nesta pivot to look into a different set of hazel eyes. They didn't sparkle like Cassian's, their gold flecks more muted, but they still rested in one of the most classically beautiful faces she'd ever seen. No mask could hide those fine lines, somehow always slightly hidden in shadow. She didn't need to look down at his hands to know exactly who she was standing in front of.

"Azriel," she sighed, offering him a soft smile as she gave him a quick hug. She didn't bother asking him how he recognized her. He'd always been ridiculously observant. Nesta would be lying if she said she hadn't wondered if he might have a sixth sense. "It's good to see you! How are you?"

"Enjoying spending my brother's money," he chuckled, motioning for a refill of his drink to the bartender.

"You and me both," she teased, lifting her own, newly refilled cup.

Azriel looked her over, concern just beginning to fill those eyes beneath the cobalt mask, a twin to the black one Cassian was wearing. "I wasn't sure I'd ever get to ask you this again, but, what did Cassian do now?"

"Who said anything about Cassian?" she asked, taking a sip before her face could give anything away. Azriel just gave her an incredulous look. "I'm not talking about anything with you."

"Why not? I was always your favorite go to person when you needed to complain about him in high school," he said, laughing again. "I'm just as good of a listener now."

"No, you're just as good a secret collector," she shot back. "I'm surprised your hair hasn't become bigger."

"No." His voice was flat, serious, and Nesta would have thought she'd said something wrong if it weren't for the twinkle of mischief in his eye. "It's bad enough you forced me to watch that movie at least three times."

"It's a great movie," she argued. "A total classic."

"It came out when we were in middle school, it can't be a classic."

"Just because it isn't some old, black-and-white doesn't mean it isn't a classic. You're not the authority on that, thank the Mother. You have the weirdest taste."

"I have a perfect, fine-tuned rating system," Az insisted, nodding to the bartender as he accepted his drink.

"Which is probably why your taste is shit," she taunted. "You pick your favorite movies based on your general enjoyment, not a 'rating system'."

"We'll just have to agree to disagree."

"Shocker." She beamed up at him, the two sharing a secretive smile. They'd always gotten on fairly well, though they were wary of each other at first, but both were far too stubborn to ever yield their own opinions.

They became quiet for a moment, sipping their whiskey and looking out on the party. Nesta followed Azriel's gaze to a familiar redhead, laughing and dancing with a woman with light brown skin, and she couldn't help but smile to herself.

"I could introduce you," she offered to Az, leaning back against the bar.

He blatantly ignored the comment, taking in a deep breath before knocking back another mouthful. "I'm still waiting to find out what Cassian did. If I had to hazard a guess, he either said something stupid or did something stupid."

"Arguably, a bit both," she replied, turning to lean her arms against the bar. Az mirrored her movements, but she could feel his eyes on her. "He didn't recognize me."

Az let out a loud laugh at that, shaking his head. "Of course he didn't."

"Do I really look that different?" she wondered aloud, adjusting her mask slightly.

"No," Az huffed. "He's just that much of an idiot when it comes to you." She rolled her eyes in disbelief, finishing her glass, even as her heart seemed to swell with hope. Traitorous organ. "I mean it, Nesta," he urged, nudging her shoulder. "You should have seen the look on his face when he found out Rhys had hired you to work the Vanserra case. It was like watching a puppy conflicted between fear of where he's being led and a need to be with his owner."

"You telling me I own Cassian?" she mused, her lips curving upward.

"If anyone did, it would be you," he chuckled. "Just, don't hold his idiocy against him."

"We'll see," she promised, even as her stomach twisted into a knot. She knew Az meant well, but it still hurt, knowing he'd do something like that to a random girl, even if she didn't have any actual claim over him. It's not like she'd remained single and chaste the past seven years, or even in college…or high school. Cassian had not been happy when he found out she'd lost her virginity - last time Nesta ever trusted Mor with so big a secret. But it wasn't his place to be pissed, as she'd reminded him, even if a part of her rejoiced at his reaction.

Maybe she should have told him who she was first. Or at least admitted she knew him, give him the chance to try to figure it out. But she'd been so swept up in the moment, in the idea of his hands on her, she hadn't thought about it. She just acted, and it felt so good. It made her anxious for more. She hadn't even been fully serious when she declined his offer to go home with him, already assuming that, after a bit of playing at the party, she'd give in. It wasn't until his next words that she'd made it her final decision. Gods, what if she'd said yes, only to be rejected when he found out who she really was?

That thought terrified her far more than she'd ever admit, even with Az's words playing on repeat in her head.

Another look up at the stoic man beside her found him with his eyes back on her friend and Nesta huffed out a small laugh. This was good, she decided. Something for her to do for the rest of the night, to distract her from everything else.

"Come on," she sighed, grabbing Az's arm and pulling him toward her friends. "Her name is Gwyn, she's an absolute delight, and if you don't ask her to dance then you're even dumber than your brother."

Az took her advice, offering his hand to Gwyn as soon as introductions were made. Nesta then danced with Emerie for a while until Mor showed up, the two clinging to each other like magnets. Nesta took it as her cue to head out, she needed to be up for an early deposition in the morning anyway. She checked in on Gwyn, and when given the okay started making her way out.

At the entrance to the tent, she felt a pair of eyes watching her intently and looked back, instantly meeting hazel set in a determined face, desire written all over it. And for the first time, when Nesta saw that look on Cassian, on a man who probably - to an extent - knew her as well as she knew herself, she didn't feel truly wanted or desired. Just fuckable.

And with him, that would never be enough.

For the next week, the Halloween party was all Cassian could think about.

No, that wasn't true. He didn't give a damn about the party. But that girl. She had flooded his dreams, taken over his mind, and nothing he did helped. She'd felt so right in his arms, on his lips, beneath his thumb. He could only imagine what it would feel like to get more of her, to learn her every curve.

More than that, he couldn't get the image of her eyes out of his head. The way they shined in the moonlight. The intelligence he could read in them, the calculating mind that gave her tongue the sharpness that nearly had him going hard at just her words.

He looked everywhere for her. Every department, every floor of their office, trying to find the woman he'd pleasured, to no avail. He couldn't find one person with shimmering honey-brown hair or eyes like storm clouds.

Cassian had all but given up after five days of painstakingly searching, his work being pushed aside, until he walked into the office about a week and a half later and was stopped in his tracks by the sight before him.

There, standing tall as ever, chatting quietly with Azriel and Rhys, was Nesta Archeron.

Her golden brown locks were braided over her head, the rest pulled into a loose, delicate bun, and her light skin seemed to shine against the pale blue blouse she had on, tucked into a black pencil skirt. But, it wasn't just that it was Nesta standing there, as gorgeous as the day he met her.

It was her.

Cassian couldn't believe his eyes, his own idiocy for not seeing it. Her face had thinned into a woman's face since he'd last seen her, not that it was ever round, but the lines had sharpened over the years. Her posture had become impossibly straighter, her delicate frame still curved, but stronger, like she'd finally started working out. But the changes were minimal, she was still Nesta in every way, and he'd been fooled by a damned mask!

And what was worse - he'd kissed Nesta, touched her, had her in his arms, and had no idea. He spent fourteen years thinking about this woman, and when he finally had his chance with her, he didn't even know who she was.

Fucking moron.

He should have known. He should have recognized her. Or realized that this was exactly what his subconscious had been trying to tell him with every shiver, every thump of his heart. It explained so much. The excitement, that same pull he'd always felt with Nesta. Of course he felt it with the girl from the party, they were one in the same. Only he could be dumb enough to think he might feel such a thing for two separate women, as if he hadn't told himself the exact opposite before. Hadn't realized long ago that he'd never want another woman more than Nesta.

Those blue-grey eyes that had haunted his dreams for years flitted toward him, a spark of mischief and sorrow in them. He wanted to run to her, to hold her and never let go. But, before he could even take a step, Rhys led her into his office and shut the door.

Cassian's heart raged against that, at being locked away from her, but there was nothing he could do. She was here to represent the company, obviously she'd need to speak to Rhys about the details of the case.

His eyes remained on her, the back of her head, through a window into Rhys's office. So focused, he didn't notice Az step toward him.

"You doing okay, brother?" he asked, a knowing smirk on his face.

Cassian looked toward him for a second before his eyes found Nesta again, taking in every muscle he could see through her blouse as he grunted incoherently.

Az chuckled. "I guess you finally figured it out."

At that Cassian turned, facing his brother head on. "You knew?"

"Of course I knew. Unlike my idiot brother, I don't need to see her cheeks, forehead, and nose to recognize her."

"Oh, ha ha," Cassian grumbled, looking back toward Nesta.

"I'd suggest going to your own office, maybe take some time to actually think about what you might want to say to her. Instead of standing here, staring like a madman," Az offered.

As if that wasn't exactly what Cassian was. But he nodded, taking one final look before heading a couple doors down to his own space, Az following him.

"What would you say?" he asked his brother as he started to unpack his bag.

"Not sure I'm the best person to get advice from," Az chuckled. "However, if I were you, I'd start with 'I'm sorry'." He winked at Cassian, then continued on to his office.

Cassian kept his door open for the remainder of the morning as he jotted down all the things he might want to say, listening for Rhys's voice or something so he could intercept Nesta before she left. Just another morning, ignoring his work, allowing himself to be completely haunted by this woman. He leaned back for a moment, getting swept up in the memory of Halloween night.

He didn't realize it was possible for a memory to be better than the real thing. And maybe it wasn't. But, knowing that it had been Nesta with her mouth on his, her hands gripping his back, it certainly felt that way. It made him desperate for another chance, another taste where, this time, he'd know.

Lost in his daydreams, Cassian didn't stop himself as he drifted off to sleep.

a/n: Will there be a part 3? Who's to say. I think that's up to Cassian. 😏 But I have a feeling no one's ever going to ask me for a part 2 again. 😂

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[ellitx]

In honor of Father's Day, could we get some headcanons of the twins (separately) as parents?

Venti as a Father:

It would be really chaotic and a mess when it’s him watching over the kids

Just feeding them and bringing the spoon to their mouth like an airplane, and if one of his children happens to playfully throw the food to his face, it’ll be a food fight.

Of course, it didn’t last long when you entered the room and you see everything is so cluttered and dirty.

Venti can be strict with them if he has to but most of the time he’s carefree and lively with them. Often going outside to play, gliding, and maybe just a leisurely family time with you, him, and the children.

He’s not really restricting them but if they wanna play outside they have to ask his permission first so he’ll know where they are or so that he can watch over them

Venti likes it if his kids ask him to carry them! He’ll carry them on his shoulders so they can see the beautiful view of Mondstadt's scenery!

Or if he’s laying on your lap and they’re asking to be carried, he’ll lift them up and act like they’re flying in the sky. He’ll use his vision to make it really breezy so they can feel what it’s like to soar in the air.

When it’s time for dinner, he has to call for them. But the problem is they’re so mischievous that they even hide from him. It’s easy to find them but for the sake of entertaining them, he pretends he doesn’t have a single clue as to where they are.

“Now where’s my little sweetie hiding again? Looks like Detective Venti is starting another case of Disappearing Angel.” He takes his cape and flips them in the air for a dramatic effect and boy does he hear that stifled laugh behind the sofa.

He takes out his lyre and starts singing about the clues he had gathered and for suspense, he stopped strumming his instrument and stood still. Their kid covered their mouth to quiet themselves and it was unfortunate for them they didn’t notice their father was already behind them.

Venti’s hands slipped underneath them and hoisted them to his shoulder causing them to shriek and wiggle around while giggling.

“Papa, that’s unfair!!”

“Another point for Detective Venti~”

Aside from playing detectives, he’s pretty much dramatic around them if they’re playing house or prince and princess together.

“Oh, sweet child of mine, call the fairest maiden for I, Venti the Most Handsome, Charming, Powerful, and Talented Bard has fallen down because of the great dark dragon’s compelling attack.”

Your child first thought of you, immediately rushing to where you are and tugging at your sleeves.

“Mama! Mama! Help Papa come back alive! He said the only way to regain his powers is that you have to kiss him!”

You choked at your own spit, your face burning hot hearing another ridiculous idea venti started for you to kiss him. You didn’t want to disappoint them so you obliged and followed them to the living room.

There you saw venti laying down, his hands on his chest with his eyes closed, and sure you’d mistaken him as some kind of princess if not for your daughter asking you to help him.

Clearing your throat and readying yourself in acting mode, you kneeled down beside him and clasped his hands with yours.

“Oh, my darling Venti. All your power has been drained, the energy within you has been stolen by the greatest and fearful creature that has been ever lived. But fear not, for I have come to aid you by… by caressing you with a true love’s kiss.”

You slowly leaned forward and ran your finger on his face before closing your eyes until his lips brushed with yours. The tips of your ears were turning red when your child awed and watched closely, and for sure you felt your husband’s lips tugging upwards. His hand reached up behind you to hold you close to him and let the kiss last longer.

His eyelids flutter open, revealing the marvelous emerald orbs he has that were the same as your little angel, and he turned at you with clouded eyes, his cheeks beginning to tint with warm red.

“…more…”

Before he could latch his lips with yours once more, your child jumped at his back and cried,

“You’re alive! You’re finally alive! Quick, defeat the dark dragon before it destroys the castle!”

Venti almost forgot he was playing with them. All of a sudden, you felt your feet weren't on the ground anymore and in instinct, you held onto his shoulder and gaped at him. Venti's arm was underneath your bottom, carrying with such ease as if your weight was as light as a feather.

“Of course, my dear! Now that my power has been replenished thanks to this lovely maiden, I can finally stop the dragon’s outrage through the power of wind and freedom!”

His right hand glowed, unleashing a gentle yet powerful wind to knock down the mini dvalin stuffed toy that was standing in front of the blocks. The toy’s balance was gone, causing it to fall onto the ground as a sign the enemy’s disturbance was no longer present. Peace, harmony, and freedom were settled back to the small kingdom you, your child, and your husband had created.

Himmel as a father:

Himmel’s a househusband! Due to his frail body, he’s more inclined to work inside the house which he doesn’t mind. So all the cooking, cleaning, laundry is handled by him.

Househusband Himmel doesn’t really mind at all! In fact, he really enjoys it because he gets to watch over his kyut litol beybis playing around the house and spend time with them!

He knows you’re already home when he hears his babies screaming “MAMA!!”, it’s either a playful chase with his children on who gets to hug you first or he let them hug you first before he kisses you as a greeting of welcome home.

Whenever he goes to the grocery, he brings his children with him and they’re in the twin stroller. Everything is prepared; the pacifiers and two bottles of milk, and perhaps some extra diapers in case the line is too long and they need a bathroom break.

Himmel always takes a morning stroll and he also brings his babies with him so they can get that vitamin from the sunlight for them to be healthy. Don’t want them to risk being so unhealthy when they grow up now do we?

Maybe after the stroll, he stops in a nearby park to rest, maybe even allowing them to have some fun as long as they’re in his sight. Himmel will start planning on having a picnic time as family bonding on weekends so you can also take a break as well as you can get in touch with your own kids

While at home, carrying his two kids in his arms is no biggie for him. He can even multitask with it, though he prefers if they are in the crib just in case he doesn’t accidentally step on some toys and slip while carrying them.

He loves holding them and carrying them with him after he finishes the household chores! He’ll play with them, shower them with kisses, keep on telling them how much papa loves them and how he’s so happy they’re part of his life. When they run out of milk, he has to take the new supply you’ve readied in the refrigerator.

The babies will crawl up to him, stretching out their short arms towards their father because they wanted to be carried. Himmel chuckles then picks them up before making their drink. He hums a song while warming the milk and leaves small kisses on their head and nuzzles his nose against it as he waits

His little ball of sunshine is full of energy so he can be quick to get exhausted, but he’s trying his best to stay awake to make sure nothing dangerous happens to them. he lets them crawl up to him and play with his hair and when they also get sleepy and clings to him, it brings a smile to his face and holds them close to his chest protectively before laying them back down in the crib

Himmel may have taught them many things, from a simple reading, talking/cooing, walking, and maybe even singing. He has bought many things that can help them like rattles, squeeze toys, picture books, and also some stuffed toys they can play with.

Over the months, he’ll buy different toys for them so they can start the process of learning simple stuff like ABC blocks and even more plushies.

His kids love it when he sings or reads them a bedtime story. If you’re free, you and Himmel will reenact the story to maybe entertain them, and oh their cute little smiles and giggles tug their parents’ hearts.

Once they reach the age of three, Himmel is so excited for them that they can meet new friends. It’s the start of their preschool and he prepared everything. Now he’s the type of father who’ll take a picture of them every single year and some memorable moments to be added in the album

After school, he’s there to pick them up with you. All the mothers were gawking when he was standing near the door and looking for his cute babies. Perhaps he’s a brother to pick his siblings up?

Lol nope

Their jaws dropped when they heard a scream of papa from the running children. He opened his arms and caught them easily as they jumped at him for a hug. The mothers/guardians can’t believe Himmel's a father. Such a youthful face he has and having two children?!

He gives them a kiss on their forehead and asks how their day went. When he told them that mama was waiting outside, the twins immediately left their father’s side and ran out of the school to see you there smiling and waving.

“Mama!! Look, look, my teacher gave me a stamp that I did well!”

“I have five stars on my booklet!!”

Your eyes sparkled at their wonderful achievements and patted their head. Himmel stood next to you and smiled, admiring the wonderful warm feeling in his heart to see this growing family.

Kneeling before one of his kids, he whispered something next to them causing them to gasp out and looked at you with big curious eyes.

“I’m going to be a big sister/brother?!!”

You look at your husband with an astonished face and pout before playfully shoving his shoulder.

“That was supposed to be a surprise!” You whined. Himmel laughed and pecked your lips, whispering “I can’t help it,” before taking the hands of his child then yours. You take the other twin’s small hand and walked side-by-side with your husband and children back home

[cinnamonest]

Childe with a twin brother who was born delicate and fragile. He’s so weak, barely able to build muscle and wheezing pathetically like he would die just after ten minutes of running around. Their parents do their best to accommodate him, their older siblings do their best to make sure he’s happy even if he has to spend 3/4ths of his life confined indoors because he’d never survive Snezhnaya otherwise, their younger siblings are always so careful and obedient because its been drilled into their heads not to upset him as his delicate physiology can easily get fucked up whenever he gets too emotional.

Honestly, he thinks his twin is pathetic. He’d boring to be around, an embarrassment when he went to play with the other kids in their village, and a total chore. Not to mention that everyone who knew of his twin always asked about him if they saw him, giving him something to pass onto his twin brother, telling him to be nicer, be more understanding, be patient—

Its so annoying. It’s like he always came second to his twin, it’s like everyone forgot him because he was the middle child born with a twin who could probably die if you brushed up against them the wrong way.

So he can’t be blamed for lashing out and running off that day when he fell into the abyss. He just couldn’t handle it, being forced to take care of his brother who always demanded so much from him. Always asking him to take him out, to play, to tell him stories, to get this and that and whatever because he couldn’t get up from bed- fucking annoying. Worse when everyone once again got on his case for not accommodating his twin. So he lashed out and ran.

He... didn’t understand it, really, how his fragile twin brother was the only one who managed to find him just in time to see Ajax fall into the abyss. The way he screamed in terror, the way he lunged and tried to grab his hand-

Ajax doesn’t think he’s seen a prettier sight in his entire life, than his brother’s terrified, devastated face as he fell into the unknown.

It’s one of the things that keeps him going while he’s down there fighting for his life. And since he spends so much time alone, he gets to introspect and reflect, especially about his twin.

Needy and useless- he’s life a wife without the benefit of getting to fuck them raw and open, that’s what. Childe spirals as he’s in the abyss and thinks more on that idea. He’s the older twin brother. He was born smart, handsome, and strong. His twin is beautiful and fragile, like a princess from a storybook. He’s weak, so he clings to the strong. He’s fragile, so Ajax has to protect him. Needs to provide for him. Needs to take care of him.

When he returns home, after the commotion and celebration of finding him has died down, he goes to his twin’s room and pins him down with ease as he pulls off his pants and proceeds to play with them. For years he plays and trains them to his liking, laughing at their limping form and terrified eyes from that dya onwards. Happily absorbing their frantic pleas for him to stop as he pleasures them beyond the limit- grinning when their older siblings find out and merely sigh- telling him not to overtax his twin. The betrayal on their face when Ajax convinces everyone to leave the job of caring for them up to him, forcing him to drink his medicine with the cum Ajax so generously gave them after forcing his dick down their throat. He’s already decided- he’s going to wife his dear twin. Everyone had been so worried for their marriage prospects- what with Ajax being a troublemaker and his twin being bedridden- so this is the best solution.

Having his father into sending him to the fatui is part of the plan. Climbing the ranks and acquiring harbinger status was inevitable for someone like him. Coming back and announcing his intent to marry his twin brother to the entire village was commonsense.

His family readily accepts, and its a reverse of their childhood. His screaming, enraged twin begging everyone not to marry him to Childr is shushed, told to be understanding, be patient, be nicer. Told that even if he was hurt he left without a goodbye when he joined the Fatui, he’s back now and trying to make amends. He should be nicer- Ajax took care of him and now he plans to do so for the rest of his life. He should be grateful.

Childe delights in their fear when he pins and mounts them on their bed again, just like that first night after his return from the abyss, after years of separation. Grinning at their pathetic struggle and immediate exhaustion as Childe watches and slowly strips them, kissing gently as he ties him up with his belt then proceeds to ravish them. Taunts that if they weren’t born so pathetic they couldve probably escaped Childe’s grasp for at least a little longer, as he thrusts his entire length so deep and hard into them they spasm, clench and clamp down on his cock and sob into his shoulder.

Grins at the fatalistic expression on their face as they come to numbly accept their impending marriage to him, when their mother and sisters goes over wedding ideas and their father and brothers talk about invites and entertainment. How Tonia happily runs over and hugs them, congratulations on her tongue as his twin just sits and watches blankly, before hiding his face in the crook between Childe’s neck and shoulder to try and block everything out. Ignore how everyone coos or scoffs at how spoiled and sappy and clingy his twin is now that Childe’s back, and Childe’s hand on his back, pulling him closer with a laugh saying how much he missed his twin and future spouse too.

After all, the weak obey the strong, and he was born weak. This ending was only natural.

I have no WORDS anon... bless u for this I just!!

[jamilelucato]

Mine [F.W.]

pairing: Fred Weasley x reader;

summary: Fred suggests the unmissable proposal to pretend to be dating, but will it work?

warnings: fluffy but i know you all love it;

a/n: forgot to mention but the reader can be from any house (if you are one to believe that students from different houses can stay in other common rooms); again, this is for the A Very Harry Potter Christmas (day 8) with @whack-ed

Harry Potter Masterlist ||  Musical Hogwarts Series 

When Fred came to you, three weeks ago, asking for your help, you said yes, because, frankly, it was pretty nice being the one the twins trusted to teach them new rare spells and charms.

However, three weeks ago, Fred didn’t ask for your help with spellcasting. He asked you to date him.

Okay, okay, fake date him. But still dating, so it was a surprise. You gasped for air, unsure of what to say next, unsure of how to continue. You stared at him, involuntarily tilting your head.

And you said yes. Honestly, you didn’t regret it — yet. Fred explained how you two would proceed, and your part came across pretty easy.

You had to smile at him during classes, and toss him notes. He was going to spend more time around you in the library, and you would join him in his and his twin’s pranks. Again, pretty simple stuff.

“And nobody can know?” your whispered echoed in the dark abandoned corridor.

Fred held his wand which had its tip light with Lumos closer to your face. He wanted to be sure you wouldn’t tell anyone about it.

“No one. Not even George,” he whispered back, hoping to sound serious. “That one can’t keep a secret, I’ll tell you that. And he’ll tell her.”

“Her?” you asked before you could hold yourself. When Fred and George asked for your help, and you agreed, you couldn’t ask questions. That was their primary rule, but you were so curious...

“Angelina,” he said her name in a tender whisper and part of you felt jealous. Not of Fred — Godric, no — but of the fact that Angelina had someone like her. And nobody liked you in, what? Forever?

“Is this all for her?” you asked politely, moving your own wand towards the two of you, who, now thinking, were closer than needed in the dim passageway.

Fred gulped. Yeah, he fancied Angelina. George knew. Now, you knew too. But he didn’t like to say it, and he hated when people mentioned, particular because she didn’t like him back.

“So when do we start?” you asked after a moment in silence after Fred refused to confirm he liked the Gryffindor chaser.

++

Fred’s head rested over your lap while you carelessly ran your fingers through his ginger locks, in one of the opaquest couches available in Gryffindor’s common room.

It wasn’t the first time you two could be found in this position. Although you generally preferred to be the one laying down — you loved when people in general played with your hair —; when Fred walked in you were already sitting, so he was left to be the one to lie down.

Three weeks of fake-dating had gone by, and you couldn’t believe it. At first, the days seemed to be going down slowly, as you had to force interactions with the twin. But after the end of the first week, when Fred met you with the offer to walk around the school holding your hand, the relationship came to be easier to tolerate and the days started going by really fast.

Fake-dating Fred was effortless because Fred was a good friend. That wasn’t much of a surprise — you knew Mrs Weasley had raised her children well — but the fact that he was an exceptional joker and a funny chap was a bonus you weren’t expecting.

He would’ve been a nice first boyfriend if he had been in fact your first boyfriend. 

Thankfully, people were buying the relationship with no problem — you even heard Ginny saying it was inevitable. You two didn’t even need to kiss in front of the students for them to believe. Well, you did have to endure some physical contact (like what you were doing right now with his head over your lap), but that was surprisingly rather enjoyable.

“What are you doing tomorrow?” Fred asked all of the sudden after Godric knew how long you two had stayed cosy in front of the fire.

“I’m going to Hogsmeade to buy some Christmas presents,” you answered, looking down to meet his gaze. He seemed peaceful and calm when he had your fingers intertwined in his hair. “Wanna come?” you invited him to enjoy your little trip — a corner of your mind remembering that he was allegedly your boyfriend; therefore, he should escort you.

“Sure,” he smiled, but you were almost sure that it was because you moved your fingers and not because he was much excited to Hogsmeade. “Have to buy some myself.”

George spotted you two in the couch, comfortable together — as he was already used to finding you two — and he joined in the conversation.

“Plans for tomorrow?” he asked, sitting down in the sofa next to your left.

“Hogsmeade,” was Fred’s simple reply. You found it super cool how he didn’t even need to get up to know the voice belonged to his twin. 

That was another thing being in a sham relationship with Fred made you improve: differentiating Fred from George. Not that three weeks earlier, you were terrible, but you were undoubtedly not the best one for the job. Now, you had no problem at all.

“Oh, perhaps I’ll see you two around,” George smiled, his eyes meeting yours. You smiled back at him, pleased to know that he still liked you even though you supposedly had his twin’s tongue in your mouth often. George didn’t know the truth, obviously, but even so... You wondered how long would take the twin to found out Fred was lying about his love life. “I have a date,” added George, noticing that he should elaborate.

“Wow, Georgie, how nice!” you kept your smile, this time only shaking your head positively so he could know you were genuinely happy.

Fred seemed delighted too, stretching his neck over your lap for just an opportunity to see his twin without having to get up.

“Good luck,” wished Fred. “Although she can’t be pretty as my girl, I hope yours is at least cute.”

You looked down at Fred, meeting his gaze before nudging his head slightly out of your lap. If you two were indeed dating, instead of pushing, you would’ve kissed him — and, oh, the urge to do so was strong, but you reminded yourself that he was just following his act.

George watched your interaction with joy in his eyes. He was happy for his brother for finally finding someone to utterly understand him — and he had other reasons too, but they didn’t matter now.

“You two are so cute, ” George said, before getting up. Fred hadn’t even noticed that his twin was still there — so much he was distracted with your attempt of being embarrassed. Deep down, Fred was acknowledging that more than often, you were managing to truly distract him from his surroundings. 

“I’ll leave you two with some privacy,” said George before finally leaving.

You and Fred exchanged looks again, and then both burst into laughter, not believing George honestly had let that out.

“He seems more romantic,” you pointed out, starting to play with Fred’s hair again.

Fred shifted — you felt his body melt at your touch again.

“Perhaps it’s this new girl, ” Fred shrugged. He came off as unable to care deeply when your fingers ran through his scalp.

“I don’t think she’s much new,” you said, thinking more to yourself how George always appeared to be the more romantic of the twins.

++

“Which one do you think Ginny would like more?” Fred asked, holding what seemed to be two same shirts for you, who had no basic sense of how to tell Quidditch teams apart.

“Which one is she fan of?” you asked, deciding to not mention to Fred that you were terrible with teams.

Fred sighed. “Both,” he replied, knowing deep down that his sister would like any of the shirts, but he just wanted to get her the perfect one.

“Well, I’d pick this one,” you took a loop of faith, pointing to the shirt with your favourite colour. Fred stared at the one you aimed and then smiled, suddenly realizing you had no idea which team was each.

“I’ll go with your suggestion,” he then said, leaving the other shirt behind and heading to the cashier. You were glad he was over with the Quidditch Supplies store — you really had no interest in being there longer than necessary.

To be fair with Fred, he was being a very charming companion in the Hogsmeade trip, and he had even paid you a hot chocolate mug. Since students were bumping with you two all the time, the dating facade was still up and so, he was holding your hand around the village.

It was probably the first time since the whole thing started that you actually felt nervous about making physical contact with Fred. Perhaps it was because this trip (and the Christmas shopping thing) felt too personal, but you couldn’t be sure.

Well, actually, you didn’t want to be sure. You couldn’t have feelings for Fred — period. 

“Did you buy everything you wanted?” you asked Fred, a couple of hours later, because you were a bit tired of walking around, pilling up bags of gifts. But you didn’t want to be the one to admit.

“Huh, yes,” he answered, after checking out the bags he held. “Three Broomsticks?”

Shaking your head in an affirmative, you repositioned your own plastic bags while Fred waited for you, with his hand stretched. You swallowed hard a second before you felt the touch of it — although perhaps the high temperature was the fault of the gloves you both wore.

Why the hell could you feel an electric shock when touching him when there were literally layers of tissue separating both of you?

Fred walked in first, holding the door up for you, and, as you walked in, he offered to take your bags himself. You tried to protest, but he was very determined about it, and you were glad to be free of the extra weight.

It was then you saw George, sitting in a table not far away from the entrance. He was laughing cutely because the girl with him had gotten herself a moustache made of butterbeer.

Oh, and the girl was Angelina Johnson.

“Fred?” you called his name, unsure of what to do, but you definitely needed to take Fred away from there. He looked up from the bags on the floor. “Let’s go back to the castle; we can drink butterbeer later.”

Fred frowned, confused with why you changed your mood. “I’ll grab it really fast, [y/n], don’t worry.”

“No, Fred, I want to go back,” you tried to be firm.

“[y/n], nonsense; why...?” but he never finished his question. Instead of focusing on your face as he was doing before, he focused on what was happening behind you. 

And behind you, George and Angelina were having the time of their lives.

“Fred?” this time you called his name in a lower voice, scared of what his reaction. Well, or the lack of it, since he seemed frozen in time. “Freddie?”

The ginger boy shook his head as if he was getting rid of a bad taste in his throat. He finally met your eyes, and although he wasn’t exactly smiling, he didn’t look sad either.

“Sure you don’t want that butterbeer?” he asked, surprising you because or a) he was being very mature about the whole Angelina thing or b) he was hiding his feelings.

“Let’s get out of here,” you replied, not allowing him to suggest anything else since you took most of the bags on the floor and opened the door of the pub again.

If George noticed you two had walked in on his date, he never mentioned. 

You didn’t stop walking — and hoped Fred was doing the same — until you were back at the train station and inside one to get back to Hogwarts. Since the trip was quick, trains were coming and going all the time, and with a look at your wristwatch, you knew that the next one was leaving in just ten minutes.

It was only when you sat down that you decided to face Fred again, who, unbelievably still had the same expression on: neutral.

“Okay. Can we talk about what we just saw?”

“My twin on a date?” Fred raised a brow, his expression shifting to confusion, but there was no sign of anger on it.

“Your twin on a date with Angelina,” you corrected the boy, turning your whole body to face him. It was comfy because the bags were no longer in your hands, making every move extreme.

“Oh, that.”

“That, Fred. Aren’t you... angry? Disappointed? Anything?” you asked. You were supposed to be handling this calmly, but his lack of emotion was annoying your guts.

“George’s happy, so I’m happy. It’s that simple, actually,” Fred shrugged, avoiding your eyes for the first time that day.

“It’s not simple. You like her, Freddie,” you stated what should’ve been obvious for him.

Fred sighed, shrinking in his cushioned seat. He had been avoiding that talk, and it was not just since he saw his twin with Angelina.

He has been noticing his feelings for Angelina had changed, but he couldn’t point out how it changed, and why it did. He figured it was because of you, but that made no sense in his mind.

You weren’t supposed to be his type. You were nerdy and an avid reader (and read for fun, which he could never understand). You didn’t know anything about Quidditch, so you stayed away from the sport. You thought long before you acted, which was so different from him, who was always more emotion than reason.

Honestly, he didn’t even understand how he managed to keep his friendship with you for so many years. Of course, Fred was grateful to be your friend — after all, you had a questionable sense of humour that always fascinated the ginger, and even though you were afraid of being caught for it, you never denied help to him and his brother when a prank needed.

He knew that something could change in the dynamics of the two of you when he suggested being your fake boyfriend, but he didn’t think that the change would turn the relationship into something so much better.

Fred stared back at you, having no idea of what to say to you. He was afraid of rejection. And this time his fear seemed more potent than anything he ever felt before.

“I don’t like her anymore,” he simply said, still focused on your beautiful eyes.

His answer confused you. “Well, then why are we still dating?”

You noticed when you forgot to add the word “fake” in your sentence, but you were so done with that word that you shook that thought away.

“I don’t know,” Fred sighed, looking down at his hands over his lap.

You stared at him, not being able to believe the guy. You had lost three weeks for a boy that didn’t know what he was doing? Three weeks that you could have invested in finding a real boyfriend?

Your hands reached for your plastic bags, and as soon as the train stopped, you ran out of it. 

“[y/n]!” you heard Fred call you, but you didn’t dare look back.

++

“Didn’t see you and [y/n] in Hogsmeade. Did you guys leave early?” George asked when he sat down next to his twin in the common room. 

He had walked Angelina back to her dorm, and he decided to see if his twin was still around. George was never one to brag, but he really needed to vent to someone about how happy he was that he could finally be with the girl he wanted because Fred didn’t fancy her anymore.

Fred looked up to his other half and pressed his lips tight against one another. If he didn’t tell George, he would find out later, and he wouldn’t be happy.

“We broke up,” Fred simply said, biting his nails.

George’s eyes widened as he stared at his twin and he gulped nervously, not knowing how to proceed. His happiness was suddenly gone.

Fred didn’t get over Angie, and, once again, George would’ve to step away, leaving the path over to his twin. Damn it, George told himself, I really thought [y/n] was the one for him.

“Can I ask why?” George was still holding on to his hope.

“She...” Fred started, but he didn’t know if that was the right way to say it. “I...” he corrected himself, but it still sounded off. “Well, we weren’t really dating.”

George raised his brows. How come you weren’t really dating? Thinking about it now, I never saw them kissing, George reminded himself. But the way they looked at each other, the way Fred melts at her touch... How [y/n] blushes when Fred praises her... You two looked like a real couple for George.

“It was one of my stupidest ideas, but I went with it, and now I’ve lost a friend,” Fred complained, staring at his twin, hoping George had a solution. But the younger twin was as lost as Fred. “I was so dumb!”

“Fake-dating is always a dumb idea,” George pointed out, relaxing once again.

So Fred does fancy her, he though. But he screwed up.

It wasn’t like Fred could tell George the real reason behind why he suggested dating to you, but he could spin around the truth.

“I had a reason behind the whole thing, I just wasn’t expecting [y/n] to become more important to me than my initial reason,” explained Fred, sighing.

“I was. I mean, I would’ve,” George said, making Fred stare at him with confusion. “You always seemed to have a thing for her. I don’t know, perhaps just attraction?”

George saw that Fred was still lost, so he continued.

“Like, did you really need her to teach you Aguamenti for that prank on Filch two months ago? We had just learned it with Flitwick,” George used the first example that popped in his mind. “Or when you wanted to prank McGonagall so she would believe you were Dumbledore — you’re gonna tell me you didn’t know how to prepare a Polyjuice Potion?”

Fred gulped, suddenly feeling guilty. His twin was right — he never needed guidance with those simple spells and potions, but he ran for your help at any chance he had. Only now he knew it was because he wanted to be around you.

He reached for one of the cushions over the red couch and screamed on it. George found the scene hilarious.

“I’m screwed!”

++

It was the Sunday after the Hogsmeade trip, and even though every cell on your body wished to stay in bed, you knew that deep down you had no real reason to be mad and to feel heartbroken.

Your involvement with Fred was fake, and it was bound to be over from the beginning. You, better than all people, should know it. So there was no reason to stay curled up in bed, moaning about it.

But even if you knew you were bound to see Fred around the school, you weren’t expecting him to be outside of your common room entrance, as if he was expecting you to come out.

“Fred?” you had no idea why you said his name in that tone of surprise. Down, you knew he would come looking for you as soon as he had another prank planned.

His face lightened up when he heard his name coming from your lips. After his long talk with his twin last night, he started noticing you did, in fact, have a strong power over him, one that even you didn’t seem aware of.

“We went Christmas shopping yesterday, and I never gave you your gift,” he said, explaining himself, answering the question you didn’t dare ask.

“It’s not Christmas,” you said, a bit too quickly, “yet.”

“But it’s soon to be,” he raised a brow, stepping away from the wall he was leaned in and handing you a small box.

“How come I didn’t see you buy it?”

“Because I can be very sneaky when I want to,” he smiled. It was so easy for him to be happy around you.

“Hm,” his answer didn’t convince you, but you opened the box anyway, finding a beautiful golden necklace inside.

It had a small pendant on it — an initial, his initial. The golden “F” sparkled in your hands.

“Fred, wow,” the jewel made you speechless — you knew Fred wasn’t rich and you were almost sure that it was very expansive. “I can’t accept it, Freddie — we’re not dating anymore.”

Fred stopped your hands with his before you could return the necklace.

“I bought it for you.”

“It has your initial on it,” you pointed out.

“Yeah, I hoped to mark you as mine,” he smirked, deciding to be bold about the situation.

“We’re not dating,” you said, swallowing down your wish to forget that detail.

“But do you want to?” 

His question echoed in the passageway, but thankfully no one was around to disturb. You stared at the ginger, not believing he could actually be proposing what you heard.

“Fred...” you started, reminding yourself not to panic.

“I lied yesterday on the train. Not about Angelina — I do not fancy her,” he explained himself, stepping closer to you. “I lied about why I didn’t end or fake-relationship earlier. I didn’t do it because I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing you with someone else, making plans with another boy, holding hands with another guy.”

You gulped, but Fred didn’t seem ready to stop talking.

“I’ve never been as happy as I was during those three weeks you faked liking me,” he continued. “And being away from you will be the death of me. Please don’t turn the school prankster in the school bore,” of course he had to finish his charming speech with some cheeky sentence.

You couldn’t help but giggle, moving closer to him as well.

“I like you too, you idiot,” you smiled, holding tighter the jewel with just one hand.

“So... we’re dating again,” he smirked. “Only this time, I’m allowed to do this.”

Then, tugging you by the waist, he caught your lips in a kiss that would come to be the first of many.

[lovee-infected]

Husband!Leona x Housewife!Reader: Birthday surprise

As you have your birthday today, Leona has a plan to prepare a party for his one and only beloved wife; however, uncle Ruggie and your babies almost burn the house down to ashes when you're out...

Happy birthday @jessamine-rose !♡ Now suffer-

Warning(s): None, just a review on Leona's chaotic father experiment trying to babysit his neko babies.

Note: This work is the continuation of a personal au I wrote for @jessamine-rose s/o and Leona have 3 adorable kittens (babies) in this au; The elder two are twins , a girl named Kaede and a son named Haruki while the baby gremlin is a sweet but chaotic cinnamon roll girl named Lucy (Lulu).

At last, it's here: The big day. Not only Leona seems have been expecting this day to arrive for months, or perhaps, he's been waiting ever since you had your previous birthday last year.

Not that you thought previous birthday celebrations with them lacked anything specific or was incomplete in a recognizable way; but it didn't change the fact that you didn't seem to have enjoyed them either.

Leona is the prince of the afterglow Savannah, after all. As her wife your birthday was nothing less than a national holdiday and he always tented to prepare royal celebrations ever since you married him.

But for some reason, that formal and majestic aura seemed to bother you in a way; perhaps because you preferred to be actually spending time with Leona and your family instead of having to stay in the same spot for hours with your back straightened as you greet thousands of strangers and the rest of the royal family.

Not that you ever spoke of how uncomfortabe and annoying all of those birthday ceremonies were, but you almost let out a relived sigh when Leona tells he isn't going to put out another of those extravagant celebrations.

The night before your birthday, Leona comes to you and mentions hoe it's been a while since the last time you had some time for your own, and he's right: From the day you gave birth to lulu you've been awfully busy with housework and caressing your babies; not that your life could be any sweeter than it is now but you had to admit- You somehow missed the old days when you had more time to spend on your own...

Leona recommends you take a day off, as a birthday treat! You're free to go shopping, take a short vacation to the beach or simply go to your favorite cafe and enjoy your favorite drinks and beverages in peace, meanwhile Leona would take care of the house and kittens so you can have today for your own and all~

Of course you accept his offer, you give him a small kiss on cheek and thank him, the two of you head to your bedroom and you are given the opportunity to sleep on Leona's warm chest for the rest of the night.

Thus you leave the house the next morning after, and now it's time for Leona's secret plan. He's already prepared anything, your favorite flowers, your favorite desserts and food, a very expensive perfume you had liked before, color-matching costumes for both him and the kittens, tiny cute accessories to decorate the house with and at last, tens of gifts from different things he sure knows that you'll love.

Ruggie is charge of cooking, so he gets to preparing muffins and cupcakes while Leona takes care of decorations: Designing the entire house with flower petals, baloons and colorful ribbons would've taken him hours if he were to do that by hand, but using his extraordinary magic skills, the whole house is perfectly decorated and prepared in a second *Chef's kiss.*

Just as Leona is about to let out a proud smirk and return to kitchen to see how Ruggie is doing with he cooking, he hears a sound. He turns his head to find no one but baby Lulu, chewing the decorations.

He runs to her and takes the ribbons out of her mouth, opening her mouth a second time and carefully look through it to see if she's eaten any of them or not. Oh God, he promised that he'd take care of everything when you're out, he just can't let you return home and find out that your baby has swallowed paper, what will you even think of him? Irresponsible partner? Unworthy father? No, he must make sure that baby lulu would be all same and sound until you return home.

He hugs Lulu and puts her on a corner with several baloons to play with, far from anything dangerous she could chew but then baby Lulu discovers a new hobby: popping balloons.

Her tiny fangs have just popped out and her gums often hurt, so she just wants to get her fangies on anything she could chew or bite and wow, this baby is not only totally unaffected by the loud sound of balloons popping right into her face but also finds it quite amusing. Baby begins to laugh loudly and chase after more balloons to chew as she has discovered a new hobby, and before Leona could've stopped her, she pops 5 more balloons with just one bite-

Leona picks her up immediately because if Lulu continued to chew balloons like this nothing of them would be left until you get home-

- But all of a sudden, he smells something rotten, followed by a trail of smoke coming from kitchen. He immediately puts Lulu down and runs back to the kitchen to see what in the great seven's name is happening there-

Leona jumps into the kitchen- just to find Kaede and Haruki screaming and crying as Ruggie's trying to take the black-rotten cupcakes out of the oven. Leona asks what the hell has happened and Ruggie explains he was too busy separating the twins because they couldn't stop arguing whether their mama would like caramel syrup as the topping or sprinkles, so Ruggie totally forgets about the overcooked muffins and cupcakes in the middle of their arguments.

Leona tells him to pull himself and start over- But Ruggie aruges that he won't be able to concentrate on both babysitting and cooking if that's how it's going to be. Leona growls and tell Ruggie to stop being such a wacky hyena and just get back to work without messing up again- And Ruggie explodes.

He starts shouting, Ruggie legit starts shouting in a rare, angry tune which terrified everyone even Leona. He roars that he won't be doing shit until Leona actually pays him for once, and the two start arguing. Just as the chaos is burning the kitchen down, Lulu decides uncle Ruggie's leg looks quite delicious to bite, and in a matter of second Ruggie is screaming as the baby lion's fangs literally pierced into his flesh.

The whole house is filled with smoke, Lulu has taken the entire decorations down and Leona's trying to seprate baby Lulu's fangs from Ruggie's leg. Twins are terrified, so the silently sneak out of the kitchen to call the right person to come for help...

It's past 10 pm when you're done with your day off. You've been giggling over how a day off was just what you needed after a long time, you had told Leona to call if anything went wrong, and thankfully, you didn't receive any calls from him while you were out. Leona really seems to have toughed it out as a father, huh?

You knock at the door, waiting for someone to open it. After a 3 minute delay you take a small look through the house and realize the lights are off. You just get in using your keys and suddenly, a loud "SURPRISE!" makes you jump back and the lights are back on, revealing Farena, Cheka, your kittens and very, very very tired-looking Leona and Ruggie standing in front of you. Leona gives you a weak smile as your confused gaze meets him, at last, they managed to clean the mess up before you got home.

Twins welcome you with a warm hug as they lock their tiny arms around your waist, digging their faces into soft fabrics of your clothes as if they hadn't met you in days, and of course, 12 hours of chaos without mama at home is enough to make them want to never be left alone in the house with uncle Ruggie and dad again-

Ruggie is trying his best not to be rude but he quickly approaches you, wishes you a very happy birthday and excuses himself saying he really needs to be home by this hour. You question the bandages wrapped around his leg, asking if he's alright? Ruggie just- Gulps nervously before turning his head back and stare at Leona who is holding Lulu... Ruggie nods quickly and leaves your house asap, poor boy... maybe you should call him sometime later and asking if he's doing fine?

Back to the party, Farena chuckles as he tells you how his younger brother has been DESPERATELY making plans for his beloved wife's birthday for nearly two months-! Farena explains that Leona even refused to accept Farena's help when he was firstly coming up with the plans, but Leona insisted that he wanted to manage everything on his own.

Aaaaaw Leona's face is a must-see now, his ears dropped down in mild embarrassment and frustration, feeling like a silly child in front of you. Damn- If it was on him he wouldn't have asked for Farena's help once in a thousand years even if if Ruggie and him had ended up burning the entire house; but he must admit, he's glad that twins asked for his help because- It would've been impossible to manange to do all the work on time without his help.

Aaah at least your birthday party didn't turn out to be a horrible mess, but at what cost? Great seven, he was supposed to be your one and only man tonight but right now he's nothing but a fuzzy cat wanting to pass put on his bed.

Yet he still manages to keep his eyes open, at least until you're done with the birthday party and Farena and Cheka are finally out; leaving him alone with you. Gosh, he looks so- you can't even find tje right adjective to describe this but all you can say for now is that you've never seen him this tired before.

You gently take Lulu, who has already fallen asleep in his arms and take her to her bed, asking Leona if babysitting her was difficult by any means. Leona tiredly shakes his head in a no, saying how much of a wonderful girl she was when you were away, and you can tell how much of an awful liar he is.

When the kids are asleep, you come to sit next to a lifeless Leona on couch, damn, just what happened to this household when you weren't around?

Leona's too tired to explain, he just sighs and apologizes for your birthday not being even *close to the best it could be, just to meet your laughter.

Oh lord, he is being quite desperate at the moment ha? Leona was always the dominative and demanding one, to have him serve ypu on your birthday... Oh dear, isn't that already the best birthday gift possible?

You excitedly start to tell him how this birthday was just the best you could've ever asked for: Freedom, A golden time to be spent for your own desires and not anyone else, and aside all of these, you return home just to face a secret party waiting for you!

But most importantly: He had gone through all of these... for you, to make you happy.

You tightly hug him, wrapping your arms around his neck and bringing his face closer to yours. Aaaa he looks so cute like this, just like a tired pouty can wanting you to spoil him and to be honest, he's going to need you spoil him for a week at least for him to recovers from that 12 hours of chaos.

It's been a long day, for both you and him. So he just kisses your forehead and bridal carries you to your bedroom afterwards; wrapping his strong arms and thighs around you and jailing you in his embrace. You gasp at the warmth, truth be told having your face burried in Leona's firm chest like this was something you never got used to even after being married to him for years. Damn lion knew how to leave a flushed mess out of you, huh? You chuckle as you struggle to release yourself but hell, the jerk simply pretends that he's already fallen asleep.

Just as Leona's arms are jailing you into his embrace he wonders, today probably didn't turn out to be as good as he'd planmed but well... at least you're happy. That's what he wanted when he whet out of his way planning for today, after all. But he can tell the experiment made him come to appreciate you even more, thinking that you've been caressing all three of your babies for years all on your own while Leona wouldn't have even made it for half a day if Farena hadn't saved him...

[theoreticslut]

“Bloody hell, it’s only taken you five years.”

Part 2 to “You don’t share real well”

pairing: fred weasley x reader x george weasley

requested: yes 

word count: 3k

warnings: references smut but it’s not graphic, fluff

A/N: i didn’t plan on writing a part 2 to this, but i think it turned out so well so thank you so much for requesting it @immajustreadwritereblog !! I hope you like it just as much as I do Xx Also, a HUGE thank you to everyone that’s been reading, commenting, & reblogging my work!! I posted two different stories  y e s t e r d a y & they’re both super close if not already at 100 notes!! not to mention i’m also close to 200 followers already! like that’s absolutely crazy!! I feel like I just started this blog so i’m just very overwhelmed and grateful to every one of you! I hope you continue to like my writing and will continue supporting me! I seriously love you all so much <3

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You groan as you turn over in bed, waking up a bit. You hiss as your head is already pounding from the lack of sleep you’ve had recently. Not only have you been working, but you’d also spend much of the night cuddling with Fred and George and just enjoying each other’s presence.

Since seeing the twins again at Bill and Fleur’s wedding you had nearly moved in with them. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny had to go back to school anyways so it’s not like you were missing much at the burrow.

Fred and George had asked you over for a week, which soon turned into two and then three until suddenly it’d had been nearly three months that you’d be there.

“Good morning, darling.” George smiles as he walks into the room carrying a mug of coffee.

“Morning, Georgie.” You smile, watching as he sets the mug down on the stand and then crawling on top of you, laying on top of your body as he wraps his arms around you.

You giggle, smiling widely as you kiss his forehead and run your fingers through his hair.

“Is someone a bit needy this morning?” You whisper, still playing with his hair as he whines a bit.

“I just need you to hold me.”

You smile and nod, kissing his forehead once more before letting him just lay there. Since you’ve sort of moved in with them, moments like this have happened more and more between all of you.

You've more than made up for those few months where you couldn’t see each other. Both of them are showing you more affection than all your years combined, however. It’s almost like they’re trying to catch up on all the time they’ve wanted to hold you and be close to you that they were too afraid do at hogwarts with so many other people around. it was obvious you were all close friends, but truthfully you all had been wary of being too cuddly to prevent any unwanted questions about your guys' relationship from peers and professors.

You weren’t going to complain, you loved the boys and any time you were held by them or got quick kisses from them made you more than happy. You still hadn’t shared your true feelings with them, but why would you when you already had this? If you told them you loved them you were afraid all of this would stop.

“Hey, George, I - what’ve we got here?” Fred asks as he walks into the bedroom, stopping and pouting when he sees George holding you.

“Morning, Freddie.” You smile, getting him to smile a little bit at you before going back to pout at his twin.

“Why am I not getting cuddled?”

“Because it’s my turn. I need some of y/n’s love this morning.” George mumbles out grumpily to his brother, his face pressed into your stomach.

“That’s not fair. You’re always cuddling her.”

“I got here first.” George argues and you sigh, shaking your head at the two.

One thing you could say for sure about these boys was that for being adults, they still very much acted like children at times. it was endearing in a way, however, because you were truly the only person who got to see them both like this.

Fred had made his way over to the two of you and was attempting to push his twin out of the way so he could have you instead. You sigh, chuckling ever so slightly.

“That’s enough you two. I am more than capable of loving you both.”

“You are?” They ask simultaneously, Fred looking up at you as George finally lifts his head from your stomach.

“Of course I am. I’ve loved you both up until now, haven’t I?” You chuckle, not yet realizing what you’ve admitted.

“You love us?” Fred asks, wanting to smile but in total disbelief that you would actually love the both of them like they do you.

“Of course I do.” You smile, pushing back the hair that’s resting on his forehead.

“Like, you really love us?” George asks, sitting up and straddling your body.

“Like as more than friends?” Fred asks.

You nod, blushing madly but not breaking eye contact with either of them.

“Well, yeah. Do you think I’d let anyone else kiss me like you guys do? Do you think I’d have anyone else hold me as much?”

They both try to stop the smiles from taking over their faces, but neither of them succeed.

“We love you too.” George smiles, kissing your lips.

You freeze for a second as this is the first time either of them have actually kissed you. They’d kiss your skin and your head and hands, but they’ve never kissed you.

You smile into the kiss as you kiss him back, you’re lips seeming to perfectly fit his.

“We’ve loved you for years, but weren’t sure how you would take it. We were afraid you’d only love one of us, or even worse not loves us at all.” Fred admits as you and George pull away, George going to kiss and suck on your neck.

“Well I guess you both got pretty lucky, huh?” You smile, leaning over to press a kiss to Fred’s lips.

“That we did.” George smiles, kissing your neck again.

“Let us show you just how lucky you are.” Fred smiles as he pushes you down so you’re lying on your back, placing another loving kiss on your lips before laying down beside you and kissing down your body.

“Boys.” You gasp as Fred kisses just below you belly button, working on removing your shirt as he trails kisses up your belly.

“We’ve been wanting to do this for so long.” Fred admits breathily, as he cups your breasts.

“I love you.” You sigh as George lifts your shirt over your head as Fred works on removing you’re bra.

“Take it all in, princess. This is all for you right now.” Fred smiles, kissing your lips as George presses kisses to your bare thighs below your pajama shorts.

~.~

You can’t help but be happy that night when the three of you head over to the burrow for Christmas dinner with the family. You had finally confessed your feelings to the boys you’ve been crushing on since the second year and Merlin did it work out in your favour.

Not only did they both like you back, but you found out pretty quickly just how blessed you were with these two. They certainly knew what in the bloody hell they were doing when showing you just how lucky you were.

“Merry Christmas, Molly.” You smile, hugging the woman who’s been a second mom to you as you get inside the house.

“Merry Christmas, dear. It’s wonderful to see you again. How has it been living with Fred and George?” She asks as the two hug their father and siblings.

You smile at them, loving how close they were with their family. This is honestly the only thing you've wished for for so many years. You spent hours upon hours imagining what it'd be like to be a part of a loving family with a loving partner that's proud to show you off to them. Little did you expect when meeting Fred and George, that they'd be the ones to give it to you.

“It’s been really nice. I’ve never realized how much I miss them when we’re apart.” You admit, chuckling as you get your jacket off.

She smiles at you, taking your jacket and setting it over the back of one of the kitchen table chairs.

“For the record, we miss you too whenever you’re not around.” George smiles, wrapping an arm around your waist as Fred hangs his around your shoulders.

They still can’t believe what had finally happened earlier. It almost felt like a faraway dream, but knew differently when they could both recall the taste of your lips and your scent. They couldn’t wait to get you back in bed tonight. Now that you were theirs, they didn't plan on spending much time away from you.

They'd never admit it, but those few months you guys spent apart were literal torture for them. So many nights the two of them had laid awake in their separate beds wishing they could conjure you there with them. They had missed the faintly sweet smell of your perfume that felt like home to them. They missed your body heat that was never enough to keep them warm if needed, but was comforting nonetheless. They missed having your voice and laugh fill the space around them.

“For Merlin's sake, you three look so cute together. When will you finally get together?” She chuckles, bringing a blush to your cheeks as you gaze down at the floor.

You look up at the twins as they smile down at you. After you had all finished this morning and lay in the post-orgasmic bliss, they finally asked you to be theirs and theirs only, kissing your fingers and nose and shoulders, pressing quick kisses to your lips as you said yes.

“Well, mum.” George starts, as you smile.

You knew she’d be excited. You had the inkling suspicion that she’s been well aware of your feelings for each other long before you guys were.

“Surprise.” Fred says, smiling at you and then over at his mother.

“No! Really?!” She gapes, smiling widely as she clasps her hands together.

“What happened?” Arthur asks, as the family come rushing to the kitchen.

“Wait, did they finally get together?!” Ginny squeals, rushing over to you as she notices how the twins are holding you.

“We did.” George chuckles, kissing your forehead as their mum and sister gasp, Ginny squealing some more in excitement.

“I knew it! I knew they liked each other!” She cheers, hugging you three and jumping in excitement.

“It’s about time. Bloody hell, it’s only taken you five years to get here.” Ron states, earning a smack in the head from Hermione.

“What? It’s true.” He pouts, rubbing the place hermione smacked him.

“Yeah, but you don’t need to point it out. Just be happy for them, Ronald.”

You three chuckle at the younger sibling and his girlfriend before each of your boyfriends give you a sweet kiss on the lips to remind you just how much they love you, even if it had taken five years to admit it.

✨BONUS✨

“Freddie, Georgie. It’s too early to be up.” You groan as the two of them are kissing you and tracing their fingers along your sides or arms. Essentially they’re just not letting you sleep and you’re not sure why.

“Princess, today’s a special day.” Fred smiles, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“It’s my birthday, I’d like to sleep in a bit longer.” You huff, burying your face into the pillows.

You can feel George start kissing at your shoulder as he traces patterns into you thighs. You're not gonna lie and say it wasn’t turning you on, but it was certainly annoying you.

“Guys” you sigh as Fred sucks on the spot just below your earlobe.

“Are you really going to complain when you get to wake up to this?” Fred asks, chuckling at you.

“You two are unbelievable. I swear to Merlin you’re the horniest guys I’ve ever met.” You huff, turning over so your laying on your back

“And that’s a bad thing?” George asks, kissing your lips.

“Not bad, but annoying at times.” You quip, smirking and kissing him back as Fred traces patterns into the skin where your shirt has risen.

“We just want to treat the birthday girl to a  good morning. We have a few things planned for today and thought you’d enjoy this first.” He smiles, placing a few hot kisses to your neck.

“You know what I'd like even better?" you ask, smiling as you loosely wrap your arms around his neck, pressing a kiss to his lips as he keeps tracing his finger over your thighs.

"What's that, darling?"

"Some breakfast in bed. Maybe some pancakes and hot chocolate. With some strawberries and bananas cut up on the side."

Fred chuckles as George smiles at you, biting his lip as he admires your beauty.


"I'm sure we could do that for you, princess. After we finish here." Fred smiles, kissing your nose causing you to scrunch it because it tickles.

"I'm holding you to it, Weasleys." you smirk, moaning as george presses his finger against you in just the right spot.

~.~

As promised, Fred and George cooked you breakfast after you had all finished and you hopped in the shower. You sigh contently as the warm water hits your back. It's been just over a year and a half that the three of you have been together and you don't think you've ever been happier.

Sure you guys had your problems from time to time, usually one of the boys getting jealous for some silly reason or you getting upset with their continued immaturity on some topic or another, but you were always able to resolve it and move forward. Somehow you three just worked.

You rinse off your body and make sure the majority of your conditioner was rinsed out of your hair before you shut off the water and step out of the large shower. that is one thing you loved about this apartment, was how large the shower was. It was a walk in with a rain shower head and more than enough room for you, fred, and george to shower together.

You dry yourself off with a towel before wrapping your hair up in it and sliding your silk robe over your arms, tying it in a loose bow at your waist.

"Don't you look stunning." fred smiles at you when you walk up to the island and sit down. He serves you a plate of pancakes with a swirl of whipped cream on top along with some sliced strawberries and bananas next to them.

You smile, blowing a kiss at him as you take a bite of the food.

"mm, thank you loves." you smile at the two of them when george sets a mug of hot chocolate in front of you.

"I love you two so much. I hope you know that." You smile, taking another bite of your pancakes as Fred hands George a plate of pancakes and takes one for himself.

"We love you, darling." george smiles.

"More than you could ever know." fred adds.

you nod and smile at the two, feeling your heart inflate with love. you honestly aren't sure what you would be doing with yourself if you didn't have these two.

~.~

You smile as you take in the scene around you. After a day spent shopping around muggle London as well as diagon alley with fred and george, you were now having a beautiful dinner with the rest of the weasley's at your guys' shared apartment.

Fred and George had prepared a wonderful chicken casserole with bannocks (biscuits/rolls) and had invited their parents, their siblings (Ron, Ginny, Bill and Fleur being the only ones who came), harry, hermione, and some of the members of the order, including Sirius, Lupin and Tonks. You really couldn't have asked for a better evening. You were surrounded by people who loved and cared for and who loved and cared for you.

"I think it's about time for gifts, don't you, princess?" Fred asks after a few minutes of everyone chatting after eating.

"Oh, uh, if that's what everyone would like to do? I don't mind waiting." you smile.

"Yes, let's see you open gifts! I just know you're going to love mine." ginny smiles and you chuckle.

"alright, then. You guys tell me what i'm doing."

Fred and george smile as they start handing you gifts that you open one by one. Eventually you get down to one last gift that everyone seems excited about.

You look at it confused as it's such a small box, yet the twins had purposefully held it until last.

"go on, open it up, dear." your hear molly say and you smile, working on carefully ripping open the wrapping around it.

"What did you guys get me? As if you haven't already done enough for me today." you chuckle, looking at your boyfriends.

"just open it. I think you'll like it." fred smiles and george urges you to keep opening it.

you chuckle lightly, shaking your head as you continue unwrapping it to find a small, black velvet box. Suddenly you realize what it is and look up, mouth agape.

"you didn't. did you?" you ask, tears already starting to build in your throat and behind your eyes as you look over at the two red heads standing behind everyone else smiling directly at you.

"we did." george smiles as they both walk over to you, kneeling in front of you, fred taking the box from your hands and opening it to reveal a stunning two band ring.

you can't believe this, letting out a small gasp and covering your mouth as it hangs open when you finally see the ring in all its beauty. the first band is thin, consisting solely of tiny diamonds around the entire circumference. the second band is just as thin, also consisting of tiny diamonds around the circumference, but this one sporting a single diamond in the middle.

"y/n, darling, we love you more than life itself. we're honestly not sure what we would do with ourselves if we didn't have you." fred starts.

"fred and I were so excited when you told us you loved us that day just over a year and a half ago. we're aware that this may seem real sudden as we haven't been dating terribly long, but in our hearts we knew we wanted to be with you for life since our fifth year at hogwarts at least. it's probably been longer than that in all honesty." george chuckles, smiling at you as tears threaten to spill out of your eyes.

"we would be the happiest men alive if you agree to marry us. in return, we would do everything in our power to make you the happiest woman in the world. What do you say, princess?" fred asks, him and george watching you as you nod, choking back a sob as you answer.

"yes. yes! i can't imagine saying anything but yes. I love you two more than anything in this life." you smile, tears now free falling down your cheeks as you pull the two of them into a hug while everyone cheers around you.

"we're so happy for you three. you truly have no idea what it means to your father and I to see you so happy and in love." molly smiles, a few tears falling from her eyes as she look on at the three of you, so obviously in love with each other.

"welcome to the family, y/n! we're going to have so much fun now that we're sisters." ginny cheers and you chuckle, wiping at your eyes as each of your fiancés’ place a band on your finger, the diamond encrusted one going on first, followed by the one with the single diamond.

"we love you, darling." george smiles as he kisses you, holding your waist.

"so much." fred adds, taking his turn kissing you when george steps back.

[parkers-gal]

hey honey! how are you doing?

i was wondering if you could write something where the reader is either tom or harrison’s sister, around 19-20 years old, and she hears her brother talking bad about her behind her back and she gets distant towards them and her brother realizes how much he’s missing out on (her first boyfriend and stuff like that)

sorry if it’s long or if you don’t wanna write it lol it was just an idea!!

don’t be sorry! i loved this! also doing pretty good :-)

i didn’t really understand what was in the ending parentheticals so i hope this is what you wanted!

wc: 1.7k

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Being the established girl in a group of four boys meant a lot of things. Often, you were confused as a girlfriend to whichever boy you were accompanying, aside from your brother, of course. There was a lot of territory that came with being close family-friends with the Holland family. Especially since your brother used to be Tom’s assistant. It was expected, though, because they had been close friends growing up, especially since being in the same grade. 

You were younger, which meant you were in between ages for the twins and Paddy. You didn’t consider yourself too young for them, though, and found yourself in the presence of the boys for most of your time. 

Today, however, you were with your friend Aisha, walking around the shops. She had to leave unexpectedly early, so you parted ways. You came into the house quietly, setting a few things as you silently made your way into the kitchen. It wasn’t actually your house, but you practically spent all of your time there anyways. You heard voices coming from the den. Though you knew it was wrong, you halted in announcing your arrival, choosing to listen in on what they seemed to be joking around about. 

“Finally got ‘er off your back, huh mate?” You heard Tom’s voice, followed with joined laughter from everyone else. Your mind wandered, thinking maybe Harrison had a girl he was interested in, though he never brought that up, so you stayed quiet to hear more. 

“Yeah. Out with Aisha or whatever.”

Your eyes widened as the realization dawned on you. You purse your lips and think not to assume anything just yet. 

“That her only her friend?”

“Honestly,” Harrison laughs in agreement. “Mum said to be a good older brother but I’m tired of playing babysitter.” They all laugh again and you will yourself not to burst into anger — or worse: cry. “She’s gotta grow up or something.”

“Mate.” Tom snickers. “She needs a life. The boys are a tight circle; can’t let no baby sister in on that.”

“Yeah,” Harry’s voice pops in. “Who else would we spill disgusting secrets to?” They laugh seemingly in universal knowledge. 

“Anyways,” Tom settles down. “Good thing we finally got the superior Osterfield alone, for once.”

You abandon your station near the kitchen door and speed walk out the other swing door. You pick your bags up quietly, making for a quick escape as your tears attempt the same. You’re almost done putting your shoes on when Sam comes down the stairs, brows furrowed while he wipes his damp hands on the front of the shirt. You curse in realizing he was probably in the bathroom. 

“Y/N? Everything okay?”

“Uh…” You glance to the hallway that leads to the kitchen, wearily hoping nobody comes out. “Yeah, just uh… forgot I had to do something. I’ll see you later.”

You quickly make your way out of the house, shoving everything into your car while you can, starting the engine with great speed. Sam was in the middle of saying something else to you on your wait out, but he never got around to finishing because you were already out of the door. 

He didn’t mention anything to the boys, trusting that you were okay and that you did actually have something to do. 

That night, you tried not to cry yourself to sleep in your small apartment, one you shared with Aisha. When you woke the next morning, she wanted to go to the skating rink for some fun, so you agreed, eating breakfast before showering. You spent the entire day there, really, and let your phone in a rented locker, ignoring the texts from a few of the boys asking if you wanted to come over for a movie and some pizza. 

When you did have the chance to reply — over five hours later — you gave them scarce replies in the main group chat, apologizing without much sorrow. From their end, they shook it off, knowing you probably just had other plans that specific day. The five of you were planning on going to the golfing course tomorrow, so you’d get time together then. 

But they were wrong, because you cancelled on them, simply stating that “golf isn’t your mood, today.” They’d accepted that, but Harry knew that was bullshit, because half of the fun of golfing was competing with you.

They tried not to think much of your absence while they were on the field, but it was weird and awfully quiet without you. They’d figured it might be different throughout the week, but they were still wrong. You were with other people throughout the week while you could be, and it only made it worse for the boys because you were posting it all over your social media. Not in a flaunting manner, but just for the aesthetics. They didn’t find it very pleasing, though. 

Harrison knew something was off, knew you didn’t normally just start ghosting people unless you had a real reason. He intended on figuring out what that reason was, and Tom was hell bent on learning it too. They drew up a plan to get you to come over, telling you they had a few of your missing things. You complied, figuring you’d have to face them at some point. 

Strolling up to the house for the first time in ten days, you opened the door as casually as you could, only to be met with four pairs of eyes staring in your directions from seats in the open living room. 

“Uhm,” You cleared your throat. “Where’s my stuff?” Tom wordlessly points to a bag on the head of the couch, and you pick it up wearily, sifting through it while you hummed. “Thanks, I’ll just take this and get out of your hair.” 

“Well, wait-” Tom stands abruptly. “Why… why don’t you hang out for a bit?”

“I mean… do you want to?” The tone in which you speak catches him off guard for all of ten seconds before each of the boys are nodding their heads.

“Of course we do.” Harrison smiles and you nod wearily. 

“Okay.”

However, you don’t make any move in settling down for the long run, and Tom huffs. “What’s going on here?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re avoiding us!” Harry concludes. “Why?”

You clear your throat, looking at your feet while your tongue clicks. “I, uhm, I heard you guys talking the other day.”

Harrison raises his eyebrows as a silent message for you to elaborate a little.

“You said you were tired of babysitting me, so I gave you guys some space.” They all physically defeat and you begin to defend yourself. “I just thought it’s what you wanted! You don’t have to explain.” You’re unknowingly beginning to tear up, and they all know it before you do. 

“I think we should talk.”

“No, I- uhm…” You glance out the window to your car. “I should really get going.”

“No!” Harry pleads with you. “We just… we miss you.”

You stop short in your tracks, turning around slowly. “Well I don’t really think you get to. Not after what I heard.”

“That’s not fair, Y/N/N, and you know it.” Harrison’s stern with you, and you can feel the tension beginning to set nicely like a creamer. 

“None of this is really fair for me, so why should it be fair for you?” You point a finger up in their direction while you shrug offendedly. “I mean, if you’re gonna say one thing don’t act like you don’t mean it.”

“But we didn’t,” Harrison says. 

“Really, we didn’t. It was a stupid thing to say.” Tom adds on. 

“Yeah, we’d never say it knowing you were there.”

“Oh, but you’d say it if I wasn’t around?” You’re making this more difficult, you realize, but you don’t much care, because when feelings get hurt, things get difficult, and you’ve come to terms with that. 

“That’s not what I meant.” Harrison crosses his arm. 

“No, but that’s what you implied.” You jab him back with your next words. 

“Stop making this hard.” He’s reminding you of what things were like when you were young and arguments were regular. 

“I’m not the one that started this.” You huff angrily, hand finally gripping the handle of the front door, swinging it open and slamming it harshly with an “I’ll see you all around.” 

Tom blinks, glancing to Harrison in question on what to do next. Harrison sighs and so does Harry. 

“I saw her leaving that day she heard you guys.” Sam speaks calmly, almost nervously. “She was- uh… she was crying.” “Oh jesus.” Tom groans, hands running through his curls. “We made her cry, Haz.”

“I know, I know.” He speaks hastily. “C’mon, I know what to do.” He picks his coat up, opening the front door as the rest of the boys follow him out. 

You’re coming home that night after spending the rest of your day at the country club with some friends. You’re alone, of course, expecting to eat dinner with Aisha, though the two of you normally dine separately because you’re always with the boys and she’s always with her girlfriend. Things are different now, though. 

As you open the door to your flat, you expect to find it dark and empty, but you’re met with your favorite take out meal and four very sorry boys, a large teddy bear sitting on the couch for you. You drop your bags and glance at each of them. 

“What’s all this?”

“We’re really, really, really sorry.” Harrison steps forward with an apologetic smile and three DVD disks in his hands, all of your favorite movies. “But me especially. I love having you around… even if you are my baby sister.” You slap his arm playfully and he laughs. You let a smile creep onto your face at his demeanor. “We really missed you this past week.”

You nodded, fiddling with your fingers. “It just… hurt. You broke the one rule I thought…. The rule I thought we all swore to keep.”

“I know.” He sighs, looking at the boys as everyone says it simultaneously. “The circle before yourself.”

You’d seemingly all established it during your first all-nighter as a group of five. You vowed to put them before your own silly ego or public facade. Obviously, some things are harder for others.

“Can you ever forgive me?”

“Can you ever forgive us?” Tom speaks up, eyes deep.

You smile softly, voice laced with feelings. “Of course I can.” You don’t miss the smiles that break out onto their faces, and when everyone comes in for a group hug, they know things are going to be okay. 

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