#him with his hair down arggg!!!! love !!!!

[mizukkay]

Unwavering.

[one-real-imonkey]

20 anger with jasTor so. We have a set? 🥺🥺🥺

Prompt- ‘Let go of me.’

Mwahahahahahaha… I mean, please enjoy.

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"Jaster, stop thinking."

He huffed a laugh as his riduur pressed a kiss to his shoulder and wrapped himself around Jaster, in their shared bed, taking his glasses off and leaning over Jaster to put them on his bedside.

It wasn't his fault he was thinking so hard. They were this close to having a finished treaty with the New Mandalorians, one that both sides could agree to. One that he'd skilfully managed to write out so his people sacrificed little and the New Mandalorians conceded a lot, mainly the racism and exclusions policies. No more restrictions on adoption or migration or culture, no more cosmetic centres to 'fix' dark skin or non Kalevalan features or, Ka'ra, non human features. It would be illegal for shops or restaurants or services to refuse their service because of race or species.

"Jas. Stop."

"I can't help it Tor. This... this treaty could change everything. It could save so many lives, give our people their home."

"So why are you so concerned. Jas, your treaty is well written, it's air tight. It'll be fine."

"I'm just worried about Stevhaan Kryze. He and his keep trying to remove clauses I consider to be non-negotiable. And he keeps making jabs at my age and my race and I'm just... arggg you know?"

Jaster looked human, and quite a lot of his DNA was human, but like almost all Mandalorians, he was a very wide mix of races and species. His most notable non-human features were his eyes, his green-yellow irises betraying his Taung heritage. They could see in the dark with ease, but he still needed glasses to read, especially in normal light. He had far more Taung DNA than most, but the features that did surface for that, they were mostly internal. He knew it unnerved the New Mandos to see his not quite human features, he used it to his advantage because they could never maintain a staring match with him, and that they had their opinions of his skin colour and hair colour, without even getting to his beskar or political opinions.

Ka'ra he wished they just hated him for his politics, it would be easier.

"You're still more patient than me, riduur, and you know, if this does fall apart, we can always just invade. There are a lot of them but they certainly can't stop us, not to mention it was our home before they all moved in and took over anyway, so it's barely even an invasion."

"I'd rather not. Our people are warriors, but we're honourable, we don't just cut down civilians."

"Even when they're horrid people?"

"They're brainwashed Tor. What they say, what they do, it's wrong, and they have to learn better, but I... we can't attack them for being force-fed vile propaganda all their lives. The leadership propagating it, absolutely, but not the regular civilians. And you know as well as I do, even if we ordered it, none of our people would follow those orders. That something I love about them."

Tor laughed softly, and wrapped himself even tighter, and Jaster loved his riduur... he adored him.

"Our people are good and honourable, and you're a big part of that, cyare."

"I dream of a system where all our people are, where we're safe and free of their hate and honourlessness."

"Soon, cyare, soon. I promise."

.

.

.

Jaster cracked his shoulders and shifted in his seat. How was it so hard to convince these di'kut that Sentient Rights were, well, a thing.

Behind him the door hissed open and closed, and chances were that was Tor back from training.

Not wanting Tor to make him jump and knock his water on his work (again) he looked over his shoulder.

It wasn't Tor.

He knew who it was though. Klon Shrela, one of the many hitmen everyone knew worked for the New Mandalorians to take care of their problems without betraying their 'pacifist' ways.

In his rooms with him.

His armour was on the stand on the other side of the room, his comm on the bedside table. He was unarmed, but not incapable.

He dodged the first strike with the knife, but against a trained assassin with armour, he was on the back foot.

His stuff was sent flying off the desk, the desk stabbed instead of him, but despite his best attempts, and several well placed blows, he ended up backed against a wall.

He gasped as the knife drove deep into his stomach, and then his chest, and again.

The assassin stepped back and let him drop to the floor.

The world distorted.

The door hissed open and closed again.

There was yelling, a click-crunch-thump, there were hands moving him.

"Jaster..."

"Tor," he wheezed, "ridu...ur."

Everything was blurry, where were his glasses?

"Oh Jaster, it's ok. It's all going to be ok. Oh my beloved, it'll all be ok. They will pay for this."

"No... the..." he couldn't let his work go to waste when there could be peace, "treat...ty."

"No cyare, no this must be dealt with. Thats why you were the target, because you crafted this treaty, but they have to pay. For what they've done to all our, people and to you. They claim to be pacifists but they have hitmen like that shabuir doing their dirty work. They will pay for this, our people will rally now."

"Tor. Please."

"We can't negotiate with these monsters, words alone won't stop their atrocities, they must be stopped. You were right, our people would need a point to rally around for a war. But our people adore you Jas, you'll be a martyr, you'll be the reason Mandalore finds something better. You'll be the reason our people will be safe."

Had Tor called the medic, where were they? Were his wounds so bad the medic wouldn't matter, Tor was speaking like he was already gone.

"Help. Medic."

“Oh my love. It will kill me to lose you. Oh, beloved, but it was necessary. We had to stop them, we needed a reason. This had to happen.”

Jaster breath caught in his throat.

"What?"

The world was getting darker, darker, darker, and it wasn't just the blood loss.

Tor had arranged this.

"He's still a New Mandalorian assassin, he just took an anonymous hit on you, but everyone will think this was the New Mando's choice, who else would be behind it. The Kalevalans will fall and our people will finally be returned to their homes without fear of their prejudices and cruelty. Just like we wanted, like we always dreamed. It'll be the Mandalore you always spoke of. All because of you."

He said it like it was something Jaster would want, murder, not battle but murder.

"Let... go of... me."

He didn't want this monster touching him, holding him. Not like this, not like the adoring riduur he seemed to believe himself to be, that Jaster had believed him to be. He had arranged to have Jaster martyred, he'd arranged to have his riduur martyred. There were other ways for them to reach their dream, but Jaster was dying, and oh so many would follow him.

Tor ignored him, just cradled him close, brushing his hair with bloodstained hands.

"It will be beautiful. Oh Jaster, I just wish you could have lived to see it."

He could feel himself falling to the Manda's comfortable embrace, he could feel the very Ka'ra calling him.

He couldn't leave, not when such horrors were coming, not when so many would die.

But he didn't have a choice.

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So anyway, that wasn't dark at all.

Anyway, thanks for the ask, and for reading. Hope you enjoyed.

Inbox always open. (-:

[anonymousbaev]

RFA+Minor Trio Celebrating New Years Eve w/MC

I hope you enjoy it! It kind of sucks but it���s my first one...so pls bear with me! (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ 

                                       ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)  !!WARNING!! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

                     !!PROFANITY AND SLIGHT MENTION OF NSFW!!

☆Yoosung☆

☆Everyone agreed on staying more lowkey for this year’s New Years and decided to stay home instead of doing their traditional New Years Eve get together party. Especially with the pandemic... it would be safer to stay home...

☆ Yoosung and you didn’t mind as you’d get to stay home being all lovely and touchy with each other. You two planned to chill playing LOLOL till 10 PM and have a mini party with just the two of you and Lisa waiting for the big count down on TV with an enormous box of fried chicken.

☆ Yes, that was the plan until...Yoosung had to whine about wanting to play a few more rounds. You gave in to his adorable begs and played a couple more rounds.

  ☆ Looking up to check the time after playing what only felt like two rounds, your heart dropped. It had past 12, the countdown that had only come once every year has passed as you stayed playing games- something you could do anytime, any day. Yoosung doesn’t notice the darkened expression on your face and continues to blabber on about his new favorite equipment. Yoosung stop...

☆ He stops talking, as he takes off his headset when he notices your silence and follows your heartbroken gaze up to the clock. The longer needle directly pointing at the 12 and the smaller pointing at the 20. He gasps, unable to close his mouth before shaking his head back into reality. He carefully reaches out to your cold hands before begging for forgiveness, “Baby I’m so sorry- I had no idea...” He knew how much you had looked up to this New Years Eve- the first New Years Eve you would spend with him, the New Years Eve you had talked about for 3 days straight on how perfect you wanted it to be. 

☆ You let out a helpless sigh before holding his hand, “It’s fine, really” you smile as he brightens back up standing up to lean towards you. He pecks your lips before a smug grin appears on his face, “It’s not too late to celebrate now.” You flush red as he pulls you into a deep make out session before he screams, “YAY ITS 2021!!!!” What the fuck, just ruined the moment there Yoosung... ಠ益ಠ

☕️ Jaehee ☕️

☕️ The timer on your phone rings as you and Jaehee jump up from the couch in excitement and rush over to the oven where the cookies you two have baked spread the scent of chocolate around the house. When Jaehee looks away to get plates , hallucinated by the sweet smell you reach out to the oven without second thought . “MC!” Jaehee yelps as she grabs your wrist, an inch away from the flaming hot oven. 

☕️ Startled you back away, “I’m so sorry I don’t know what I was thinking.” you reply still surprised on what you were about to do. She ruffles your hair, pinching your cheeks as she laughs, “Why’re you apologizing? Let me see your hand.” she lets out a sigh of relief when your small soft hands are clean from any burns. She grabs her oven mittens and take out the fresh batch of cookies.

☕️ You follow her into the living room where you put in Zen’s special New Years musical DVD. Jaehee holds your hands together quickly placing a kiss on it before blushing and looking away. “Be careful next time, I don’t want you to get hurt...” you giggle as you laugh at her adorable bright red face before nodding in agreement. 

☕️ You both sit down waiting for the plate of cookies to cool down as you both fangirl over Zen, a duvet over the both of you cuddling. You whisper a suggestive and gentle, “Happy New Years” before Jaehee places a quick peck on your cheek as she immediately looks away after, embarrassed. You giggle gently shifting her to look at you as you place a kiss on your adorable Baehee. ♥‿♥

🎤 Zen 🎤

🎤 You rub your eyes sitting up to see that you’ve been sleeping like a mess diagonally, thankfully though, the bed was a king sized and you were fairly petite so it didn’t really matter. Except, Zen was no where to be found on the bed. You brush it off as Zen was always an early riser. You head to the bathroom connected to the bedroom to freshen up. After brushing your teeth and hair, you wash your face. Looking at the mirror you blush, you’re wearing Zen shirt, only 3 buttons barely holding together from exposing your body. But you don’t remember putting it on after yesterdays interesting events with Zen so he must’ve dressed you when you were sleeping...

🎤 You get dressed in a comfy sweater dress because you know Zen will avoid you all day trying to contain the beast if you go out in his button up shirt. You close the bedroom door to be astonished when you look up to see the decorated living room. Lettered balloons writing out “Happy New Years”, confetti all over the apartments wide living room with Zen coming out of the corner with a party hat on his head. He kisses your forehead, “Jagiya good afternoon!~”

🎤 Something overwhelms you as happy tears swell in your eyes, Zen is flustered as he rushes to put down the plate of fruits in his hands and pulls you into his arms. “Thank you so much. I must’ve saved the world in my past life to deserve you...” He laughs as he brings your face closer into his lean build. You hug him for ten minutes straight and ask with a baffled expression, “But wait what time is it exactly? Good afternoon?!” He scratches the back of his neck wondering if he should really tell you, “3...PM...”

🎤 You stagger back before screeching, “THREE PM?”  He lifts your chin up to see your eyes, “To be fair I did keep you up all night.” your face turns red as you refuse to answer him. He scoffs before guiding you to the couch, “It doesn’t matter that you woke up super late. It actually gave me more time to decorate. Now let’s celebrate our first New Years Eve together babe~” He was right, and you didn’t really care that you woke up at three in the afternoon, just a little guilty he had to set this up all by himself. But either way you were super thrilled and touched that he’d taken so much time and effort to make your first New Years Eve with him the best. You kiss him thank you once again as he gets flustered, stumbling away to contain the beast.

🎤 Bonus: It took Zen 30 minutes trying to dress you in his shirt. One minute trying to dress you, another minute looking away with a flustered face as he apologizes to god. Back and forth, and barely manages to dress you...✌♫♪˙‿˙♫♪✌

♛Jumin ♛ 

♛ Let’s pretend the covid doesn’t exist here...You explain to Jumin about how excited you were for the first New Years Eve with him and you only. He doesn’t really see the point of celebrating New Years Eve. However regardless of what he thinks, he books a private jet so he can bring you to see the big countdown in New York. He’s just thrilled to see you so excited for something and is willing to do anything to make the day as perfect as you wish it to be.

♛ You’re SO-SO- surprised when he wakes you up five in the morning, telling you to get up and dressed for the private jet waiting for them outside. You haven’t known about this AT ALL! Either way you didn’t want to waste his money so you and Jumin fly to New York City first thing in the morning, barely keeping yourself awake.

♛ After spending the entire day eating delicious food, visiting intriguing landmarks, and relaxing at the luxury hotel suite it was finally around 11 pm when the countdown was soon gonna start. He makes sure you’re in warm clothing as he wraps a scarf around your neck. He holds your waist to keep you close to him as your eyes twinkle on the big screen of the countdown. He quietly laughs as he watches you without you noticing him. The entire crowd begins to countdown when the clock is at 10 seconds. You countdown along with the crowd as Jumin just watches you as he thinks you’re adorable. 

♛ “10!, 9!, 8!, 7!, 6!, 5!, 4!, 3!, 2!, 1!!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!” You pull on his tie and stand on your tippy toes to peck him on the lips. You blush as you brightly smile at him and look away quickly after. He stands still startled at first before he gently pulls your arm and leans in for a warm French kiss. Before you know it you’re on live TV on a channel as a camera records the both of you. 

♛ When you go back home a couple days later, the RFA can’t stop making fun of the two of you, you’re embarrassed and hides from all of them for the next couple days while Jumin is just proud he had showed you off. (n˘v˘•)¬

👓 Saeyoung 👓

👓 You’re upset to wake up, Saeyoung not next to you on the bed. He’d probably stayed up working again...even if he was piled with work he’d always make time for you except for the past 3 days. You understood as you assumed work had become incredibly overwhelming this time. Although, you’re a little upset because you were hoping to celebrate New Years with him. You put a long fluffy cardigan over your strapped night gown. You freshen up in the bathroom before heading out to the living room. It was chilly in the house, worried for Saeyoung you go down into the basement where you find to see the door is locked. You bang on the door, “Saeyoung?” 

👓 He seems to be awake already, his voice sounds like he is genuinely surprised as he says “I’ll be there in a bit!” He opens the door blocking your view from the room. You frown crossing your arms below your bosom before bursting into giggles when you see his worried expression. “Come on Sae, what’re you hiding? Let me see!” you try to jump up in attempt to get a glance but he’s too tall. “Just a bit later!” he laughs as he bops his finger gently on your nose. You jokingly act pissed before muttering fine. Suddenly Saeran comes from behind Saeyoung screaming, “ARGGG IM SO DONE!” he shoves his way through Saeyoung and heads upstairs. You take the chance to steal a glance, you see balloons everywhere, everything themed galaxy. But before your eyes explore more Saeyoung hugs you as he buries your face into his red shirt. You can feel his abs through the thin cloth.

👓 “Woahh!! C'mon let’s go up babe” he continues to walk up as you both struggle to waddle up the stairs still hugging. He suddenly picks you up like a princess and places you back on the bed. “Promise me you won’t come down until I’m done with...something?” you sigh before breaking into a smile, “Fine.” He pecks your cheeks thanks before heading down again.  

👓 You chill watching TV with ice cream on the couch with Saeran. You flood Saeran with questions like ‘Can you pretty please give me hints?’ ‘What were you doing down there?’ ‘Did you guys stay up all night?’ When he ignores everything you say you pout and quietly watch the TV again. 

👓 Later, it’s already night and Saeyoung finally runs up the stairs to hug you in his warmth. He pecks you on the lips and blushes as he says, “Sorry I made you wait long.” You pretend to wonder either to forgive him or not before saying, “Depends, let me see what you did first.” you smile as he immediately picks you up in his arms. He whispers in a seductive voice, “Don’t open your eyes until I say so.” You nod and smile nervously. Saeran follows you both into the basement.

👓 You feel your bum on something extremely soft as he whispers, “Open your eyes.” You slightly flutter your eyelashes as you peak up and around the room. In front of you is a big screening of the galaxy. Everything is magical and astonishing, you can’t take your eyes off of it all. Then you gasp, Saeyoung kneels down in front you neatly in a suit with his glasses hanging on the pocket of his shirt. He takes a quick cute little breath before saying...”Will you marry me?”

👓 You burst into tears as you can’t stop crying. You take a moment to take deep breaths so you can talk. You nod furiously, “Of course!!!” He smiles brightly, his bright pearl teeth showing as he brings you into a hug before kissing you with tongue. You hear Saeran whisper ew in the background but you also can see a slight grin on his face. New Years Eve celebration? Psshh, you didn’t need that. You were so thrilled your heart couldn’t stop pounding. You loved this man in front of your eyes so dearly. He stayed up 4 days straight to prepare such a wonderful proposal for you. You held onto him so tightly for dear life as if he would disappear if you didn’t. You wipe his tears of joy before he wipes yours. You would never forget about this day...♪ ♬ ヾ(´︶`♡)ﾉ ♬ ♪

👓BONUS: MY OWN HEADCANON MADE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH SAEYOUNG EVEN MORE...Vanderwood is dead on the floor after Saeyoung forced him to help him with no sleep for 4 days straight凸(¬‿¬)

🌚 Saeran 🌚

🌚 It was 8 pm, New Years Eve you were explaining all the fun things you and Saeran could do but Saeran rather seemed indifferent as he slumped back in his chair, drumming with his fingers on the table. You frown at his rather uninterested replies, you had even dressed in a white ruffle nightdress despite it being unbelievably uncomfortable.

🌚 You’re slightly disappointed but you also don’t want to show him you’re upset not wanting to force him into doing stuff he doesn’t want to do. You gently whisper, “It’s fine if you don’t want to do anything. I’ll be in bed.” you don’t see his surprised expression when you walk into your shared bedroom with him. 

🌚 He walks into the room as you put down your phone. You were watching memes. He sits down on the side of the bed as you lean your head against his shoulder. He stutters nervous to say, “Um... so shit, how do I say this. I wasn’t trying to be indifferent I was just nervous...because I have something for you. Sorry...” Your eyes light up and you smile so brightly you can’t even hide it- you don’t even make an attempt to hide it. 

🌚 You startle him when you immediately don’t hesitate to jump on his muscular back, wrapping yourself on him. “Well? Bring me to this little surprise of yours!”  you giggle as he scoffs and holds your legs to secure you. He stands up to bring you up to the rooftop?

🌚 You notice to see a telescope as you gasp in amusement. “Wow...” you don’t hesitate to run over and peak your eyes through the telescope and watch the stars before you pull Saeran as you both fit your eyes through the big glass. You laugh pointing out all the interesting and astonishing stars. “Thank you” you mutter still amazed. He takes off his coat and places it over your thin nightgown as he attempts to snuggle into your chest but he’s too tall. 

🌚You eventually fall asleep on the bench on the rooftop so Saeran carries you back into bed where he falls asleep next to you. ★~(◡‿⊙✿)

♧ Jihyun ♧

♧ You feel someone petting your head on the table when Jihyun takes his hand away flustered as soon as you wake up. He clears his throat and pretends to read his book attempting to keep his composure. You smile gently pulling his arm to kiss him on his lips. “Sorry I fell asleep while reading.” you blush as you fiddle with his sleeve. “Why are you apologizing? No worries.” He smiles, tucking a strand of your hair behind. 

♧ You and V didn’t care for New Years Eve at all. You both just spent the day just like any other day, loving each other without missing out a single second. You then come up with an idea, “You haven’t gone out for a long time! Let’s go out to the greenhouse!” He laughs as he gently ruffles your hair, it’s almost ticklish at out lightly he’s doing it afraid to hurt you. “If that’s what you want to do.” You help him grab his cane as he opens the backdoor. 

♧ You can immediately smell the scent of fresh flowers, each one you and Jihyun have planted personally together. He did most of all the work. He holds your waist and carries his cane with the other hand. He doesn’t really have to use it because he’s already so familiar with the garden. You lean your head against his strong and tall build before crouching down by a pot. “Wow look we planted this last week! It already has a sprout!” you help his finger gently touch it as he smiles. “I’m going to go get the watering can, wait here!” he nods as you search for the watering can before whimpering in pain at your finger that has slashed against a piece of broken glass. He rushes over to you so quickly he is able to immediately find you with his hands and pull you into his arms. “What happened? Are you okay darling?” 

♧ “I’m okay. I almost tripped that’s all.” he can smell your blood and holds onto your hand before feeling a streak of blood. “Where are you hurt really?” You blush embarrassed from your failed attempt of hiding your pain. “I cut my finger but I’m okay.” He holds your waist as he guides you back into the house, sitting you down. He takes a quick breather before he smiles, “I’m scared because you always try to hide your pain from me.” 

♧ “That’s not true! I just didn’t want you to...worry.” He bandages up your finger, pulling you into a hug “But we said we wouldn’t keep anything from each other. However, there’s something I have also kept from you...” You look up curious and kind of nervous awaiting his next words. “I’m going to get surgery for my eye.” 

♧ You’re so surprised, you knew he didn’t want it at first, so why so suddenly? You caresses his cheeks, “Because I’m so damn clumsy, and you can keep your eyes on me?” he nods as you frown, crossing your arms with a small “hmph” he must’ve heard you because he didn’t hesitate to apologize, “Ah sorry, I was joking...” You’re so startled, why was this man so kind? You giggle, “I was joking as well.” he rests his head on your lap “Actually I want to get this surgery because I  want to be here for you, and I know I can do more of that when I get my sight back. Are you okay with this?” He’s so damn surprised when you fall to the floor next to him and slightly sit on your knees to kiss him. “Of course! I’ll support you no matter what.” he’s touched by your words and pulls you into another kiss. ★~(◡ω◡✿)

🧸 Vanderwood 🧸 

🧸 He’s a teddy bear just because “So why’re we doing this...” Vanderwood faces down in shame as you scoot him over to sit next to him and turn on the Boogle meet. “What do you mean ‘why are we doing this’ silly. This is a safe and great way to interact with other people during quarantine!” You turn on your camera and mute your mic as you enter the room. Jaehee and Jumin are the only ones on so far, Jaehee with her camera facing the roof of her kitchen and Jumin’s camera in his neat apartment as he sits with Elizabeth the 3rd like a statue. Nobody really wants to be here except for you and Seven but they all agree to because you desperately want to and they all give in to you.

🧸 “Hi Juju! Hi Jaehee!” Jumin is taking aback as he quickly says, “I have told you not to call me that-...” he sighs as if saying ‘whatever’ when you pretend to be sad. He forgets to mute his mic afterwards but his house is extremely quiet and he doesn’t talk so it doesn’t really matter.  “Hello MC. I’d like to say this was rather quite an intelligent idea.” 

🧸 “Aw thanks Jaehee!” Jaehee also forgets to mute her mic afterwards, these two Boogle idiots. Soon after everyone begins to join and you introduce them to your boyfriend Vanderwood. Everything is utter chaos and you can’t help but regret this. Saeyoung even hacks the meeting at one point making everyone sound like demons. When Yoosung is drunk and begins to rant about V being here, you decide to leave. You look next to you, Vanderwood has left the chat his soul looks like it’s escaped his body.

🧸 “Thanks for doing this, I know you hate interacting with other people.” you peck him on the lips as his face flushes red. “It was okay...at least it was through a screen...”

🧸 “Still...I’ll make it up to you.” You kiss him as you push him down on the sofa until you’re interrupted with “MC! NO! ALL MEN ARE WOLVES!” You realize in fact that you’ve not left the meeting, flustered you immediately click ‘End Call’ You and Vanderwood awkwardly refuse to look at each other before he leads you to continue what you were doing. (●´ω｀●)

[verratensduo]

25 days of Christmas drabbles challenge/day one/picking the Christmas tree

Yes I am aware I am starting three days late, but it’s better late than never! If you want to try, you can find it here, participate as much as you like, and hey tag me in it, I’d love to see your writing.

Drabble challenge: 25 days of Christmas Day: 1 Prompt: Picking a Christmas tree ship; Jeanspringles

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Eren laughed and rolled away from Jean as he tried to get Eren into his warm winter suite. It had been the same thing the past three years running, Eren thought this was a game and loads of fun. It’s what made him so hard to get changed for going to get a Christmas tree. He was too speedy for his own good sometimes.

“Eren you little twerp get back here!” Jean hissed while Connie was laughing in the background. Of course Connie was getting payback for last year when he had been the one to be chasing little Eren around to try and get him changed.

“See? He is incredibly fast and thinks it is a game.” Connie snickered, it amused him to see his son stop and look at Jean with those mischievous eyes.

“Meep meep!” Eren called out and darted off again, he had truly fallen in love with the Looney Toons, especially the Road Runner.

“Arggg!” Frustration seemed to be the flavor of tonight for Jean.

“Here, let me try something.” Connie walked over by Eren’s winter pic and showed a picture of Sasha. “Eren, can you put your winter clothes on for mommy?” He tries to encourage the boy. This would hopefully work to get him to change.

“Mommy! Yes!” Eren ran over, and begrudgingly got into his winter clothes. The boy whined the entire time. The pants, the jacket, the hat, the boots, the gloves. He was too hot.

“Hooooot.”

Connie bent down lifting the child up. “I know baby I know. I have to keep you warm for when Mommy gets home.”

Jean felt a vibration on his butt and smiled. “I’d say she is home. Let’s get out there.”

With that, Jean calmed their dog Mystery and then lead the squad out to the car. They had decided to keep the car running this year, it would likely keep Eren warmer as they made their way to purchase a fake tree from Walmart.

Jean was still too hesitant on a real Christmas Tree. Knowing his luck, the damned dog would lift it’s leg and pee, probably to spite him. He relaxed back a little.

“Okay, I am ruling off anything that is covered in fake snow. I am still worried either Eren or Msytery will try to eat it, and right now Eren is at a phase where he needs constant supervision.” It was never fun to be the bad guy, but someone had to do it.

Connie took a break from the light lullaby he would sing when he was in the back with Eren, using a hand to gently pet the boy’s hair. “I agree. He tried to eat a tree ornimant last year...and not the eddible kind. We need to be vigilant.” As Eren fussed, Connie allowed his voice to return to the more angelic tone it had before.

Sasha sighed. “You’re right, our baby and dog are more important than the fake snow.” Of course, there was plenty they could do for all of this Christmas stuff right there.

Soon enough they where parked and heading into the Wallmart with Eren sitting in the cart area designated for holding kids.

Jean started to look over a green Christmas tree. He paused a bit looking at the already strung lights.

“Do I even have to ask?” Jean’s words where only met with an disappointed silence that he would even suggest a predecorated tree.

Connie stopped at a white Christmas tree, then just shook his head sadly and walked away from it. The eyes argument was pretty strong in his head at the moment right there.

Sasha paused at a blue tree. It was a pretty thing, but they also had a blue one last year.

Before she could make up her mind to suggest it or not, a small happy little voice cut through the air.

“That one! That one!” Eren’s little mitted glove showed the way to a Green Christmas tree, it looked almost life like. Eren sure did have a way of picking the Christmas trees.

“Alright, looks like our little tree picker has given this style the stamp of approval for the year.” Jean moved quickly, bending down and grabbing a boxed version of the tree and heading over for the cart.

“I have to say, this is quickly becoming my favorite tradition. Especially with our special little helper.” Jean kissed Eren on the head getting a happy squeal.

Connie and Sasha smiled at each other, then looked to Jean and Eren saying, “Mine too!” Simultaneously. 

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Mornings (C.C Imagine)

Your eyes flutter open as the sun strikes through curtains disturbing your peaceful slumber. You groan and bury your head deeper into Cody’s chest.

“Time to get up princess”, he says in a deep raspy voice as he places a soft kiss on your head. “Uh uh”, was all you managed to moan out before snuggling further into Cody. “Come on babe, we gotta get up and start the day”, Cody tries to convince you again but you still refused to get up.

You swung your leg over his waist and hoped it worked cause he usually can’t contain himself when you do this. As if he had read your mind, he placed his hand on your thigh and began massaging. You slowly took his hand and placed it more further up your thigh so he was almost touching your butt.

“I know what you’re doing”, he mumbled. “Is it working?”, you asked hopefully. His hand moved to your ass and he starts to rub and massage it. “I’ll take that as a yes”, you smirked slighty.

“As much as I love this, I’m kinda hungry”, he said before placing his hand under your lace underwear to rest his hand directly on your ass. “Do you think you could make me some breakfast?”, he asked as a gave your ass a little squeeze.

“I’m gonna need some incentive”, you say peeking up at him whilst tightening your grip around his waist. He smirks slighty before flipping you on your back. He looks you straight in the eye and bends down to kiss you.

The kiss is soft and slow. He pulls your legs up to his waist and grips your ass firmly causing you to gasp. He takes this opportunity to allow his tongue access to your mouth causing you to let out an involuntary moan. You feel him smile against your lips so you decide to have a little fun.

You run your nails up his bare back and into his hair. His hair is quite long since he’s been filming Teen Wolf so you hand instantly gets lost in his hair. You tug on it slighty causing him to groan into you mouth and grip your ass a little tighter.

He slides his hands up your shirt (his shirt that you had slept in) and cups your breast. You moan again as he begans to kneed your breast. He removes his lips from yours and starts to work on your neck. Leaving little nips and kisses from your jawline to your collarbone that you know will be a pain to cover up later.

Suddenly all contact is removed. His hands are removed from underneath your shirt. His lips are no longer on your neck and he is standing at the end of the bed instead of being on top of you.

“What the- Cody! What are you doing?”, you asked quite frustrated. “You said you needed some incentive so I gave a preview of the incentive you will get if you make me breakfast”, he says with an evil smirk on his face.

“Arggg, fine. You’re lucky you’re cute!”, you give in and roll out of bed. “That’s my girl”, he says as he slaps your ass and winks at you when you walk pass him.

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A Wizard’s Tail

    Sup, the name’s Wizard Harp. Before you ask, NO, I’m not an actual wizard. Don’t wave around a stick and shout gibberish, blasting people across the room or making things levitate. Though, that’d be totally cool!

 Sadly, I be just your average middle schooler, trying to survive thru his somewhat brutal adolescents. Nothing else to say otherwise.

  Man this such a drag! Enough small-talk, let’s begin my hopefully good story!

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  First Day of School, should be a good enough place to start.

  Was sleeping like a log, before mom busts the door open and starts shouting.

  “Wizy, you overslept! Get some cloths on and get ready, or you’ll be late for the bus!”

   Yeah, my mom calls me, Wizy. Sounds like something you know, doesn’t it? She knows I don’t like it, yet she calls me it anyway, go figure. Parents do that kinda thing. It’s really annoying and ticks me off, but I gave up the fight a long time ago.

   Checking my alarm clock, I find it to be, 7:36! Well, that’s just dandy, ain’t it!    

   Practically falling out of bed, I jump into some jeans and pull on a shirt. Tumble down the stairs like a drunk and get the rest of my things ready. When ready, I grab an apple and bolt out the door.

  “Bye mom, love you!” I scream closing the door.

  Once outside, I book it too the bus stop. Getting there, I check the time, 7:43. Crud, the bus is probably pulling into the school right now! Already out of breath, I charge back to the house.

     When I get there, I fling the door open and shout, “I missed the bus! Need someone to take me, a-sap!”

  Mom shouts from upstairs, “I’m getting your sister ready for school, get your dad!”

  I’m about to scream for him, but he’s already storming down the stairs in his big boy pajamas.

  “Get in the car!” He says, grabbing the keys. Oh dear, dad’s driving the car.

   School starts at 8:00 and it’s, 7:57. Dad’s tearing down the road, probably going past the speed limit.

   We pull into the school at 7:59. Telling my dad thanks, I run into the school. Put my stuff in my locker and bolt to first period, which was strategically placed on the other side of campus, just for me.

  I’d like you to picture a medium sized kid, backpack flopping up and down, with an apple in his mouth, running across campus. Don’t know about you, but that would probably look pre-tty weird.

  About halfway thru campus, “BRING!!!”

I’m gonna be late for class now, that’s just perfect!

  As I get there, I throw the apple core in the grass and knock on the door. That’s when I realize a bunch of things at once.

  Darn, forgot to brush my teeth, comb my hair, and put deodorant on. Now I feel like a slob! Arggg, talk about karma!

  When the door opens, I awkwardly walk in, as everyone’s staring at me and gave my pitiful excuse of why I was late to my teacher.

  “You see, Miss Karp, I slept in.”

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25 days of Christmas Drabbles Day Three//Hot Chocolate by the fire

This is from my 25 christmas drabble challenge found here.

Tagging @tooticklishforyoo thanks for the inspiration

Drabble challenge: 25 days of Christmas Day: 3 Prompt: Hot Chocolate by the fire Ship: Conren

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The door slammed as Eren finally came in the house he had rented with his boyfriend Connie. It had been another long day as a patrol officer. Freezing with very little protection in their uniform, though the coat they had been lent by the department had kept him a little warmer than if he had worn nothing at all over it. They had been allowed to wear thin gloves, it had been very bad for them. Especially without the patrol car. Foot patrol duty was not something Eren usually minded all that much. However, when it was freezing like this with snow on the ground, it was a curse that he despised very much.

He had barley removed his overcoat and cover when a pair of arms wrapped around his neck pulling him into a kiss. Breaking after a few moments. “What’s wrong Eren? You don’t usually look like this my fiery ball of rage.’’ Concern laced the features of Connie’s face. Eyes that reflected only questions of how he felt stared gently into his. The two where simply close, and Connie had memorized the way Eren usually acted after work. When he seemed depressed like this, it was not the best thing he had ever been after getting home from his day at work.

‘‘They just had me on foot patrol all day.” Eren mumbled nuzzling into Connie’s bald head, drawing in his warmth and scent. “It was just freezing out there and it sort of dampened my mood.” The snow and the wind had both contributed to his misery in the cold walking environment he had to deal with. At least Connie was there to be comforting as he was dealing with this rough day. The cold may have ruined his day at work, but it could never ruin his day with Connie. They were nice and warm.

Connie broke their hug. “It’s twenty five degrees out there! Arggg!’’ His hands were on either side of his head. He wanted his boyfriend to have decent working conditions, even if his career was something that had caused an issue with some of Connie’s relatives. Knowing Eren could have froze to death outside while he was patrolling the neighborhoods of the town. This was more irritating than the recent no fire arms while foot patrolling policy the department recently adapted.

“There isn’t anything you or I can do about this. I just do what I have to Connie. I’ll make detective eventually. Until then, we just have to hang in there and pretend that there is nothing that is wrong. I just have to do what I have to do. Just please tell me we are doing something to warm me up the rest of the way.’’ The day had been exhausting. He just wanted something else to do and be quite warm before he tried to shower and go to bed for the night and repeating the routine tomorrow.

‘‘We do, you go get changed and let me take care of everything.” Connie bopped his nose and then hurried off to the living room. Heaving sounds and clunks announced what Connie was doing to Eren as he ascended the stairs. A smile tugged at his lips as he knew what the bald male had planned. Right into their room and the opening of a drawer in his dresser and began to shuffle through his dresser looking for comfortable clothes.

Meanwhile, Connie had hurried to the kitchen and got started on making some hot chocolate. There was a long standing tradition in his home when someone was freezing to make hot chocolate and enjoy it over a nice warm fire. The creeks on the stairs had Connie speeding up a little. Two cups soon came down to the counter as the marshmallows emerged and Connie readied to pour the hot chocolate.

Eren sat in his chair as the sound of poured liquid came from the kitchen and crackling came from the fire place. It was a comforting sound to the male, all seemed to be well in this room now. It was far superior to what he was dealing with outside of their home. He ran a hand through his hair as he just took a minute to go over the past year of his life. It was very hard to go through this in life, but he had to keep going.

He smiled as Connie came out with hot coco, and marshmallows in it. That was something Eren had not had the privilege of enjoying it since he got to his adulthood a year ago. He was surprised, but then again Connie knew him so well, it was one of the things that he loved about Connie. He adored him so much.

They shared another quick kiss. The warmth was more than enough to keep Eren alive below zero, especially near this very nice fire. Eren took his hot coco and sipped it, smiling at the baldy as he sat down in the chair across from him, grinning like no tomorrow. He had once again made Eren’s day all worth it, all on his own with his amazing ideas.

‘‘I saved you again big boy. You must be having a lot of fun. I save you every time you have a bad day. I swear, one day you will have to, and I mean have to give me a ring and make me your husband. No one else will get the smile the way I can and you know it.” The victory sign was flipped his way.

Eren laughed. “You are right there my beautiful bald bastard. I will have to ask you to marry me one day, and you are the only one who can get this smile the way you do. Why? Because you are a genius!’’ Eren chuckled as he sipped his hot coco and took a marshmallow mustache selfie with Connie. This was an amazing end to a bad day. Hopefully, the days would keep ending like this for awhile to come.