#multi-part

[i-like-forcefem]

Omg your hands!! They’re perfect!

We need to see what they’d look like with Nail polish on!!!

Gosh I wonder what color would be best to do first, a festive? A stylish blue? An edgy black… I know! An adorable white with some bunnies would fit you best!

And then we can try pinks and purples and kitties and flowers later, gosh we’ll have so much fun together!!!

[truly-morgan]

[Shapeshifter AU, bunxian & pupcheng (w.i.p)]

ChengXian | Mo Dao Zu Shi Shapshifter AU 13-06-2021

[#chengxian, animal shapeshifter (or whatever you call them)]

I just wanna see young bunxian slowly getting used to pupcheng when he is brought to LP.

Like, little bunxian still has trauma from dog (shifter or "feral") and being in LP where most are either dog or wolf shifter is really hard.

jfm never shifts nor let his dog attributes out around him, which is why bunxian is more at ease with him at first. jyl is old enough to control it pretty well, does her best not to spook him but sometimes it happens. yzy doesn't really care, if she wants to let her ears and tail out she will and if she wants to go around in her large wolf body she won't stop herself from doing so.

Of course, pupcheng is as young as bunxian, so he cannot really control anything. He still shifts into a small pup when he's overly emotional and cannot hide his ear and tail (jfm did try to force him into doing it despite it not working, yzy ends up enraged).

The relationship doesn't start well between them. pupcheng is jealous that his father is giving so much attention to bunxian and even asks him the impossible for some random bunny.

bunxian on the other sides is just scared of canines and believes pupcheng hates him. Then the incident of pupcheng kick bunxian out of his room happen (he was just really jealous & angry). bunxian knows better than to argue with dog/wolf, so he just tries to find somewhere else to sleep (maybe jfm will be generous enough to find him a room he can use, even a closet is fine).

but pupcheng immediately regrets it and get really worried about the friendly-looking bunxian. He hadn't meant to be mean to him and he did not expect him to really wander around LP at night like this.

pupcheng get so anxious that he changes into his pup form and start looking for bunxian (his scent is actually pretty easy to pick one). he tries sneaking past some of the disciples doing their rounds of guards (many in their animal forms) and this is when he picked on some fear, worries sinking deeper in his little heart.

He finds bunxian blanket abandoned at a corner, but no bunxian in sight. after more research, he finds little bunxian hiding tightly under a cabinet, trembling in a little ball. He tried sneaking under, but it only resulted in bunxian letting out a little terrified scream, making him back away.

pupcheng then simply settles down away, laying sadly as he tries to calm down so he can bring bunxian back to *their* room. He really wants to apologise but simply cannot right now.

Now that he is reassured to have found bunxian he is able to shift back, not as worried When he does so, he kneels next to the cabinet, trying to coax bunxian to come back with him, saying he is sorry for what he did and said, he even has his blanket! blanket are comforting right?

eventually, bunxian does come out, but he won't let him touch him directly, clearly still scared. He simply carries him inside the blanket, sneaking back to the bedroom.

When he's there pupcheng is a bit scared because bunxian isn't moving (did he hold him too tightly?). but after checking he realise bunxian simply fell asleep (maybe being on edge all day because he's surrounded by dog/wolf shifter is tiring).

but bunxian bed is now empty of blankets and pillows, so he simply put the fluffy black bunny on his bed, laying down next to him (not without giving a safe distance not to roll on him).

But pupcheng cannot really go to sleep yet, so he just caresses between bunxian ears to help him calm down even in his sleep.

He really doesn't hate him, he actually quite like bunxian.

When jyl comes to wake them up the next morning (worried since someone said having seen bunxian running around LP in the night) she finds them sleeping in the same bed, pupcheng holding bunxian protectively against him now that he's back to his usual form.

she decides not to wake them up, finding this scene rather reassuring. She would rather them get along than have a scared/hate relationship.

bunxian is a bit spooked when he woke up first that morning (he did /not/ expect to be held like this!) but there is something strangely really reassuring in the way pupcheng is holding him and the way he carried him carefully and protectively last night as if scared to hurt him (what a new thing for him).

Sure, he is still a bit worried, but something feels okay like this and this is probably why bunxian hasn't started to panic yet.

In the following days, pupcheng took upon the task of making sure bunxian is protected from other cabin shifters and dogs.

If bunxian must stay, then he might as well also want him to stay (to his mother's annoyance) and protect him.

He will become the one wolf shifter bunxian isn't scared of.

(there will be more little snippets like this to come 🐰🐺)

[🐺❤️🐰 part 2: bunny protect]

What if bunxian and pupcheng keep growing closer, to the point they always take care of each other (pupcheng makes it his mission that nothing bad happens to bunxian). They want to make sure no one put the other down.

Anyone acting as if bunxian should only be a servant and nothing more? You better get ready for a barking pupcheng getting right back at you with whatever he might have heard about you, bunxian is /more/ than a servant and people should also respect him. and these occurrences are vaguely common, as most people usually say that behind bunxian back.

bunxian usually tries to reassure pupcheng when jfm doesn't give him the attention he deserves and the praises he should have.

If jfm won't give some praise, bunxian will do and prove to pupcheng that what he did was really great and he's not failing anyone, they will become great cultivators together! But then one-day pupcheng is already not having a very good day. He can't seem to get the new form he has learned, is upset that his mother keeps pushing while jfm just don't care.

Then one of the more petty disciples decides to call him a bad boy and weak because apparently pupcheng hurt him at some point (pupcheng really cannot remember), but also because he's already 7 and cannot control himself.

This is just the last straw for pupcheng that day and he just loses it, crying until he shifts into a small pup, making the other disciple laugh a bit, because this only proves his point.

But then you have a storming bunxian, looking angry as all hell storming towards them, placing himself in front of pupcheng to protect him. He heard from other disciples what was happening and caught the later part of it.

His trembling like a leaf because of the other dog shifter (and despite now not flinching with pupcheng, his wolf form still kicks in his instinct).

but this does not stop him from protecting pupcheng, no one gets to call him a /bad boy/.

"Chengcheng is a good boy and no one can say otherwise! He's strong and will become even stronger than slj and mdmy!! He'll be the strongest of the sect and you will regret ever telling this, and--"

and little bunxian does not stop, even when the other youngster looks angry, at his intervention ("how dare he be so insolent!"). But even as he shakes like a leaf, bunxian doesn't stop yelling at him, which ends up bringing attention to them. Some adult cultivator joins them to calm the situation, but bunxian is too angry to stop talking, ready to tell everyone that pupcheng is the best boy and he will also be the strongest!

It's only when the source of the problem is finally taken away that bunxian stops, crouching down at a safe distance from a pupcheng who is now calmed down and trying to shift back. He does yelp a bit when pupcheng suddenly come to him for a tight hug when he shifts back, not letting go of him as bunxian slowly calms his nerve too.

"Do you really think it?" pupcheng asks, "That I am the best of boy and will be the strongest?"

"Of course! I know chengcheng will be the strongest one! and he will never be a bad boy!" he says earnestly.

This makes pupcheng feel warm and happy. He has never heard anyone say with such certainty that he /will/ be the strongest and that he's the best of boys forever.

"Yes... I will be, and you will be by my side too!" he says, feeling like he always wanted bunxian by his side, "I will be strong to protect you!" he promises.

"Then I must get strong to protect you too," bunxian says with a laugh.

They can protect each other in the future. It feels as if as long as they have each other, everything will be alright.

pupcheng is really happy to know he will always have someone by his side who believes in him.

[🐺❤️🐰 part 3: pup wanna protect]

pupcheng has this strong want to protect bunxian because he feels like bunnies must be weak, right? He has this memory of following his mother on a hunt once and she hunted that rabbit so easily! So in his young mind, pupcheng couldn't stop worrying "What if someone bigger than bunxian attacks him? Won't he be overpowered?"

But his young and little mind didn't add that bunxian isn't actually a rabbit, he was also a cultivator who could very well fight (maybe lp being mostly populated by dog/wolf shifters and bunxian being afraid of them is the reason he never really thought about it. scared bunxian = could be hurt = need to protect).

So bunxian ends up mostly training with pupcheng or some guest disciple who aren't canine. People have picked on quickly that pupcheng protects his little friend and not many of the older ymj cultivators are actually allowed to help him train (which lead to jfm being the one doing it the most).

But as they grow, bunxian get a bit tired of that. He wants to fight too! He wants to show he can defend himself and not always have pupcheng around him to protect him! Then one-time bunxian gets in some trouble with some kid and he /fights/ (Of course, this was about shit-talking the /great/ heir of ymj sect).

pupcheng is so scared when he runs back to him, yet bunxian is standing winner as he yelled at the running kid. Bunxian was only about to laugh and say how weak they were, only to have pupcheng drag him to a safe spot, looking him over for injuries ("It's only a couple of scratches! I won't die chengcheng!").

It takes bunxian actually taking pupcheng on a fight seriously to prove he can do it (scaring bunxian by growling did slightly come to his mind, but pupcheng quickly pushed this away. He cannot betray the trust bunxian puts in him).

Slowly pupcheng understood that it wasn't because you weren't a "predator" that you couldn't be strong (or that said "predator" couldn't be weak as shit). It took time to take away this idea that had been implanted in his head by older cultivators (all from bigger animals obviously).

But pupcheng (which at this age would be wolfcheng) never missed saving his bunxian ass when he ended up in a tight spot (or someone was using his fear).

He often wants to scold him, but seeing bunxian cooperate with him now when he protects is good.

He knows bunxian isn't some fragile flower who cannot protect himself, but he will always have this little fear of him getting hurt when he's not watching (bunxian is good to get in trouble really). basically just pupcheng learning to not be overprotective, but also that bunnies shifter isn't weak (bunxian did kick his ass more than once).

(Omg I just realised, mdm yu hunted a real rabbit, not a shifter jqksmfjfi hopefully everyone understood it like that the first time, although am sure she would have no difficulty taking down a shifter either)

[🐺❤️🐰 part 4: bunny heat 😳]

What if bunxian hits his first heat rather early compared to everyone else. And he's so confused and scared when it's all happens. He feels hot and oversensitive, his sens all seem a bit too sharp.

But he's too embarrassed to ask jfm what this might be, assuming he might just be a bit sick and that it will pass.

But pupcheng doesn't like that. Suddenly bunxian won't let him near him? He will flinch away anytime he touches him?+

He ends up confronting him because he certain he somehow man him angry or scared and bunxian just won't tell him.

"I don't know okay!" bunxian suddenly snap after a while, looking a bit distressed, "I-I feel hot all over and everything is too much and and I am scared". pupcheng is surprised because it's rare for bunxian to snap like this or look distressed (it is usually with dog and he makes sure to protect him when it happens).

Then he thinks a bit more about what bunxian just told him, what has happened recently and then it hits him. was his shixiong in heat? It could explain why his scent seemed to have changed a bit lately. But wouldn't bunxian know about it.

But then he thought about it. No one here was bunny shifter, nor any adult was really close enough to bunxian to explain it (and he somehow doubts jfm talked about it with him).

so pupcheng tried explaining to him gently what it might be, although he wasn't sure how to help (or even if he /could/ help).

So he's about to go tell his parents, thinking they might know what he can do to make bunxian feel better.

but he's stopped by his shixiong before he can even get out of the room, bunxian looking nervous. "I-It's alright chengcheng, it will eventually pass right? I can deal with it, I don't need to bother uncle jiang with this".

so pupcheng sit down with him again, because he can't bring himself to go against what bunxian wants. He instead tries to make him feel more comfortable, tries to comfort him.

After two days the peak of it is passed and bunxian is back to being alright, thanking pupcheng for his help and not telling anyone else. Pupcheng heart soften at this, of course, he would do anything to make sure bunxian is alright, there no need to thank him. "Simply call for me next time you think you'll have your heat, I'll come to comfort you again" (he also plans to look for books and scroll about bunny shifter heat season so he knows how to help comfort bunxian better.).

(nsfw-ish)

after a couple of heat, pupcheng ends up being less of a passive presence and helps bunxian more physically (not without his permission obviously).

They learn how to pleasure each other and they are both slowly crossing the line from a shixiong/shidi relationship to... something more. But they don't mind it, they like it and they are comfortable with one another. Why would they want anyone else if they can be together?

So quickly pupcheng happily takes upon the takes of fulfilling bunxian needs in his heat, whether it being emotional or physical. even just laying down with him and doing nothing is good, as long as he can help.

they grow even closer yet no one seems to be able to know why.

[🐺❤️🐰 part 5: wolf heat 😳🤭]

so bunxian and pupcheng are already used to bunxian heat, but what when pupcheng finally hits his?

Sure, pupcheng also get more sensitive to thing, hot all over (and horny).

But he also gets angry more easily, much more territory and is possessive too.

pity to the poor lady in the market they were visiting on a night hunt when she started flirting with bunxian (and bunxian even started flirting back jokingly!). This did not please our pupcheng who pulled bunxian to him protectively, glaring at the poor feline shifter who did not expect to anger the young cultivator.

"ow, is chengcheng jealous that his bunny was flirting with someone else" bunxian jokes before his laughter stop when he saw how serious pupcheng seemed to be. he doesn't add more as he's dragged somewhere secluded, looking at pupcheng a bit confused. He trusts him, but he doesn't understand why they are here.

He yelps a bit when he's pushed against a wall and pupcheng suddenly start rubbing against him. "Jc, are you trying to scent me?" he asks with a little laugh, letting him do so if it can help him feel better.

bunxian laugh a bit more, circling his arms around pupcheng. "Don't be mad anymore chengcheng, I won't flirt with anyone else than you, you don't need to scent me like this"

"But others won't know not to approach you" pupcheng mumbles as he stops his takes, hiding in the crook of bunxian neck.

"Haa, what will I do with you" bunxian laughed in a fake exasperation, "what about I let you mark me as much as you would like once we get back to the inn tonight?".

bunxian doesn't have an answer, but he knows he got his attention on that, so he continues. "I mean, this time we share a room only the two of us, all I would need is a silencing talisman to make sure no one caught us".

"... let's do that" pupcheng answers, "And don't flirt with others anymore" he adds as he nibbles on bunxian neck. bunxian wants to remind him he cannot leave visible marks, but something in him really wants to let him do so (though he knows yzy would lose it if she knew what kind of relationship he has with her son.)

that night neither of them got much sleep, bunxian letting pupcheng claim as much as he wants, marking him until his heart was happy ("You cannot be anyone else" he is reminded more than once by an anxious pupcheng as if he would look elsewhere).

bunxian knows pupcheng scent must be stuck to him now (which he also likes), so he's not really surprised by the little glance other disciples are giving them ("they /do/ always stay together, it might be why" they hear whispered). bunxian can only throw an innocent smile towards mdm yu when she gives them a suspicious look.

She might be suspicious, but he's satisfied with last night and clearly pupcheng seems just as satisfied and pleased with his claim, so it seems worth the little suspicion.

[🐺❤️🐰 part 6: meeting friends 🐗🦌🦚]

Can't remember if they all meet for the first time at CR studies (rip my bad memory :'3), but here what if they met when they were younger?

They met boarsang by accident when pupcheng was trying to find somewhere fresh where they could stay while the adult were all having their boring meeting. Plus, bunxian was probably gonna overheat if they didn't found somewhere.

they accidentally find boarsang who was hiding from the head disciple because he doesn't want to train, instead drawing in a secluded section of UR.

Two lost bunny and pup find him and surprise him, since usually, guests stay closer to the guest area. Yet, he ends up befriending the two yunmeng kid (their robe are pretty telling) after a couple of minutes talking with them, both of them amazed by how well he can draw.

He takes them to an artificial pond closer to their living quarters, where they can all play in it. (It doesn't take long before pupcheng and bunxian are in the water).

They play in the refreshing water for hours, unknowing of all the adults worried because they cannot find the three kids anywhere (it takes nmj intuition to finally find them). They get scolded for scaring everyone like this, but honestly? They had too much of a good time to really mind it.

Next time they meet at another sect conference, these three are gone to do whatever around the place (& worrying the disciples that are supposed to look over them)

The first time they met stagji, was when gusu lan visited yunmeng jiang. stagji had gotten lost at the pier, losing sight of his older brother.

This is when bunxian found him.

And immediately started tormenting him playfully. pupcheng also eventually played in it a bit too (but not too much so he wouldn't be scolded later on).

stagji did seem to find it annoying, the two youth too noisy and energetic for what he is used for (LP is much more noisy and alive than CR in general actually).

But, stagji ended up following them around anyway as the two of them were trying to show him the "coolest places of lotus pier". He tried acting as tho he hated it, but really there was something in him that was pretty happy to have them being so friendly to him, he was not exactly used to people being this friendly to him from the get-go.

They even took him to the market on the pier, making him taste many of the specialities of yunmeng (poor little stagji was /not/ ready for all those spices).

They stay around the pier until late in the evening (nothing really unusual for pupcheng and bunxian) because they didn't see the time pass.

That is, until they got back to LP with a stagji who was starting to be a bit sleepy.

They were a bit intimidated by the tall lqr with his antlers, looking a bit annoyed that they took stagji out for so long without /at least/ letting him know (poor lxc was worried about his baby brother).

Though it didn't stop bunxian to be rather impressed by those antlers (little pupcheng got a bit jealous at that) and telling lqr what they did with stagji when he asked why they were out until so late.

"We just wanted to show him how fun lp can be" he said with a smile.

stagji even admitted having some fun (though it was loud enough only for lqr to hear, he wouldn't admit it aloud when he went for so long acting as though he didn't care). This did make lqr a bit less annoyed at that, since it was rare for him to see stagji having fun with other youngsters (though he wouldn't have minded it being someone less chaotic than bunxian).

when they meet again at the sect conference, bunxian take some good fun of bothering stagji and stagji always enjoy it secretly because he has the feeling of having some friend.

(doesn't stop him from hoping bunxian was a bit less loud and chaotic, but pupcheng would never allow on his watch someone trying to change how his bunxian act. He's perfect like this)

The first time they met with peaxuan was not as good as stagji and boarsang. They had already heard about jiejie needing to marry him and them both immediately went "Is that so 😠 who he".

Like, little peaxuan over there si too young to really want a marriage yet and here he is, force to hang out with pupyanli because his mother said so.

And pupcheng and bunxian don't like that attitude of his.

So they bother him. A lot. To them, he truly is a peacock (Ah! am funny) and doesn't deserve their great jiejie.

Then imagine them bothering peaxuan and listing all the good things pupyanli can do and he doesn't notice because he's a blind idiot. They try testing him, to show jfm that he isn't worth their jiejie time (but of course it's never works because this was 95% political marriage with guessing it might have love one day).

Of course, peaxuan only accepts these challenges because of pride, he cannot possibly let these two assume he cannot do [enter whatever was the challenge]. Little does he know that many of these a yunmeng specialities skills and he got absolutely destroyed by either of them when trying.

Then at some point in their teenage years peaxuan actually starts courting pupyanli correctly and then they both goes "Hold the fuck on, who said you could court her so freely hum? Are you enough for her"

and then they proceed to just test him over so many things, all thing peaxuan accept to do because he wants to prove he can be good for pupyanli, he really is! He finally saw what they meant and he wants to do good to her if they have to marry (and now he really want to marry her!!).

pupcheng and bunxian eventually have to tone it down because it makes jiejie sad that they cannot get along with peaxuan. they still challenge him, but more out of habit taken over the years and because it is their thing to compete over many things anyway.

eventually, they will be able to see peaxuan as family and friends, but for now, they are young and all stupid, so they are rival who want to protect jiejie.

[🐺❤️🐰part 7: first time]

From as far as they both can remember, they were each other first in pretty much everything.

They were each other first kiss, when their young mind got curious about how it felt. They kissed for the first time hidden in LP library, far from anyone else eyes.

It was quick and chaste, but they really liked it and didn't take long to try again. they giggled a lot, feeling as if they were doing something they shouldn't be doing, but that they really like to do.

Something in them was telling them jfm and yzy wouldn't like it if they knew, so they keep it a secret, stealing innocent little kisses when no one was looking.

They were also each other first person to pass heat with. They were too young to really do anything, but simply being with each other had been enough for a long time.

the first time bunxian had been rather happy that pupcheng stayed with him, trying to keep him comfortable and keep him company as he was feeling so bad.

When it was pupcheng turn, he was just as glad that bunxian stayed with him, keeping him close to him and burning his nose in the crook of his neck ("a-cheng it tickles when you do that" bunxian had told him when he did it the first time, not pushing him away either).

The first time they also sneakily look at an erotic book that had been sneaked to their room by boarsang once when they went to UR.

They both got really flustered at the illustration coming with the text, not expecting it to be /like that/. bunxian even playfully suggested that they imitate the position (while clothed!) and something in him might have awoken from being pinned down and held in place by pupcheng. Some of it was similar to when they were fighting, yet it felt really different. Pupcheng might have also found it really good to have bunxian under him like this, but neither admitted it and awkwardly brushed those thoughts away.

Then came the first time both their heat decided to happen at the same time. It was already something that not really do anything to relieve themselves other than barely grind against something and hold (or be held) tightly the other.

But this time it was a bit worst with the other being just as bad as them.

So they decided that grinding lightly is not enough this time, so they will give each other a hand (literally).

bunxian is startled by how good it actually feels to have pupcheng touch him directly like this (he has never really experimented more than grinding/humping his pillow, maybe sometimes using his hand but never like this). He even wonders if pupcheng ever did this alone before.

But he soon recovers from the surprise and reciprocates the action, trying to imitate pupcheng movement with his own hand, happy to see it does seem to please his shidi when he does that.

this is how they lazily pass their heat hidden in their room, pleasuring each other when it was getting a bit too much. It might have awoken something more in them this time too, loving how the other sounded because of them, wanted that for themselves only.

pupcheng even felt instinct telling him to mark bunxian, but he managed to control himself, scared that bunxian would be scared afterwards (but later he does mention it and bunxian tells him it is alright since it's pupcheng doing it.).

Of course, they are each other first time. They were not in heat when it happened, but the sexual tension had built to the point where pupcheng ended up pinning bunxian down to his bed and started kissing him, bunxian happily and gladly responded to it.

bunxian had been flirting with him more often now, had been making jokes to provoke him more often but also had been teasing him by sticking to stagji so much when they met in a previous conference (the grin bunxian would give him told him he was doing it on purpose).

knowing bunxian was teasing him didn't stop him from being scared someone else would take bunxian away from him, he wanted to claim he all to himself before someone else could do it.

bunxian would probably lie if he said he hadn't wanted for pupcheng to do just that.

He didn't struggle when pupcheng worked off his robes (instead helping with getting them off of him, trying to undo pupcheng robes too so he wouldn't be the only one).

He really enjoyed the kisses and slight nibbles pupcheng did as he made his way down his neck, quiet moans escaping his mouth as he was grinding against him through their trousers. His mouth was travelling between marking his neck and kissing his lips, hand exploring his upper body as they kept grinding into each other, trying to keep their moan low.

bunxian nearly whined when the body above him disappear for a moment, pupcheng leaving his bed to go get something hidden near him. He was a little curious when he saw the little bottle he brought back with him, only to flush when he realised what it might be used for (they had read in some of boarsang erotic books about it. It was seriously to wonder where the other young man would get those books).

He was a bit tense a the idea of going farther than anything they did before (only hand searching for sensitive spots and handjobs). but pupcheng gently reassured him with kisses, telling him they would stop if it was too much for him.

It was a bit awkward trying to prepare him, as they never did anything of the like before (and illustration and word were only that). but eventually, they found a rhythm that worked, a position that seemed better and pupcheng found how he could make bunxian enjoy it more (he believed the sweet sound bunxian made was telling him he was doing at least alright).

It was actually bunxian who ended up telling him he wanted him inside, that he was ready for more than his finger. He was a bit unsure at first, but he decided to believe him, still oiling himself up to make sure he wouldn't hurt him.

He nearly fully backed out when bunxian grimaced at him entering, only to be held in place. "It alright a-cheng" bunxian breathed quickly, "Just... just go slowly, I'll get used to it"

So he did just that, keeping himself from going too fast to feel more of the tightness around him (what was his pleasure if bunxian was in pain?). So he did it slowly, staying in place once he was fully in, waiting for his shixiong to tell him whether he wanted to continue or not.

Bunxian was the first to tentatively move his hips, surprising pupcheng a little bit, He started moving slowly, trying to see in bunxian expression if he was hurting him or not, until he got the hang of it a little bit better and started moving faster, hands working on bunxian arousal so he could also enjoy it.

bunxian quickly started to enjoy it, trying to keep his moan and whining in, not wanting to alert anyone else (He didn't exactly want to know what would happen if jfm, or worst yzy, were to find them like this).

He also enjoyed pupcheng above him, panting against his lips,

teeth grazing his shoulder sometimes as if he wanted to bite down and mark him fully, "You can mark me if you want" bunxian ended up eventually saying. It did hurt, but it also sent a weird spark in him (and pupcheng expression of satisfaction when he straightened back a bit was also very good).

They only did it once that night, bunxian tired from this first time, pupcheng gladly hugged him tightly in his arms, kissing better the bite mark on his shoulder.

after that, it is evident that they were each other first in anything sexual they wanted to try, even bunxian crazy ideas that nearly got them caught more than once (yet the thrill was all in that).

Original

[lars-canyon]

RBFF2 – 07-17-23 – Twenty-Seven (Blue Mary) vs Fennel [Xiangfei]

Challenger's Theme on Arcade Mode

<part 3>

[gothamite-rambler]

Duke Thomas: What’s your biggest fear?

Jason Todd: That I’ll never be good enough for anyone.

Tim Drake: Everyone hates me and talks about me behind my back.

Dick Grayson: Vampires.

Jason Todd: ...

Tim Drake: ...

Dick Grayson: I got turned into one once and nearly killed peoples. It's a bloodlust, you never know when you'll be fully quenched and every non-vampire is a succulent vessel... But I'm not a vampire anymore and that is in my past.

Dick eats his apple after that.

*silence*

Duke Thomas: Holy crap stick, Batman.

Tim: Can I change my option to Dick Grayson?

Jason: Same.

[rainscenes]

Every day, you heal a little bit more. Then one morning, you wake up and losing her isn't the first thing you think about.

BOBBY NASH and EDDIE DIAZ for @wernerherzogs

[rendevok]

step into the light

what do you see?

my sun,

my stars

shining on me

[sylensombrr]

i dont usually post my map parts here but i spent like 4 months on this shit and im really proud of it lol

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Map part for @thetroubledpencil

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to teach a captain - part 3 (luffy x reader 18+ fanfic)

summary: “You want to kiss, too!” He says. His head juts forward, leaning down as he looks up at you. You could only respond with one thing: "So, what if I do?"

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7

rating: 18+ explicit, minors do not interact!!

tags: pwp, nsfw, smut, sexual content, masturbation, kissing, luffy is a curious guy, reader is a member of the straw hat crew, post-time skip, second-hand embarrassment, no spoilers, no use of y/n

A/n: the ao3 crowd waited half a year for me to post this part, so parts after this will chug along slowly, just wanted to warn you ahead of time! hopefully the length of this helps. posted on ao3 here

words: 8.1k (very long, whoops)

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The rest of the night went as follows.

Chopper finally catches up to you after the crew settles into the Sunny. His chipperness never faltered when you tell him you feel better than earlier. Still, he insisted on a late-night check-up. Other than an elevated heartbeat, he gave you a clean bill of health and sent you on your way. 

You took a peak in the small bag Robin gave you, largely ignoring Nami’s. You softly grimace, seeing the new bottle of lube lying on top of the other shopping list of things you ask her to get beforehand.

You couldn't go to sleep for the better half of the night. Every time you thought of what transpired only a few hours ago, your breathing started getting heavy, your mind was racing, and you just felt like squealing. 

It was half past four when you finally went to sleep. You don’t particularly enjoy sleeping in, but when you woke up this morning and saw the time read past 11 am, you welcomed it…

…Up until you realized why exactly you slept in so late.

After a fresh change of clothes, you reluctantly get on deck. As you feel the smooth wooden planks of the Sunny under your feet, you’re overcome with an increasing perplexion. 

The Sunny is still at the dock of Tashini. If we had followed Nami’s schedule she set yesterday, we would’ve left in the early morning. Tashini would’ve been a small dot across the horizon at this point. 

You feel an even deeper pit of your stomach spiral when you see no sign of life, which means everybody’s gathered in the kitchen and dining room, currently having lunch. Alongside your crewmates, smack dab in the middle, will be Luffy.

Your heart thumps as you reach the door to the dining room, swinging it open like usual. The Straw Hat crew sits around the table, collectively turning to the archway when they see you. All have a smile on their face and a greeting on their tongue. Sanji, once setting a big platter of shrimp scampi in the middle of the crowded table, frolics over to you and sings your name.

“Ahh angel, you’re awake,” he sings. “Just in time for lunch.”

You greet him like usual, running your eyes over Nakama until your body erupts in butterflies again.

Your eyes meet Luffy’s, feeling your heart crack against your chest at the immediate eye contact. He gives you a toothy grin. 

“Good morning!” Luffy says. Before you can stutter out a response, Ussop pipes up.

“Hey, now.” Nami points at you. “You’re not wearing any of the new stuff I gave you.” She gives you a playful frown.

“Ah, sorry about that, it was a long night last night,” You sigh, purposefully trying to divert Luffy’s eyes. “Chopper, said I’m fine at least. Speaking of which, why are we still at dock?”

“Well, I may have a surprise waiting for everybody, I was just waiting for the last person to join us.”

You nod, going to take a seat. Brook tells you to sit down next to him and Chopper, playfully tapping an empty spot at the table. Chopper smiles at you, glad you look better than last night. 

“Aaand with that, everybody’s here!” Nami says, paper in hand. “Time to announce the next island and lookout parties for tonight…”

While Nami is talking off the paper she has in her hands, you settle down and join in on digging into the beautiful array of dishes. There’s fluffy white rice, shrimp scampi with a fragrant green sauce, lovely cut fruits that Sanji got from Tashini, and more meat to compliment Luffy’s hungry appetite. White rice is the first thing you go for, feeling the squishy texture as soon as you dig into it. 

“That means our next destination will be Dracon. Now,–”

“Dracon?” The word comes out before you have the chance to think about it. You pause, letting your fork drop some rice you just dished out. You try to clean up the mess without anyone noticing.

Nami, including the others, turn to you. “Yes, do you know it?” The navigator asks.

“Oh, ah.” You search your brain, trying to come up with an explanation for your reaction. “I’m not sure, it’s been a while since… working for my home country.”

“From what you’ve told us, you used to be a diplomat before, yes?” Robin asks from across the table. You nod.

“I had to travel a lot, and there are islands I remember going to, but I don’t quite recall visiting Dracon. I’m not sure—at least, I have no memories of the name in terms of my diplomatic work,” You shrug unassuredly.

“I’ll keep note of that,” Nami states, scribbling something down.

Nami moves on to some unrelated housekeeping items, though something feels so familiar that you can’t shrug it off. You feel off about the whole thing, yet not enough to notify the crew.

Now, you feel a pair of eyes on you from across the table. They’re soft in their demeanor, yet concerned in your sudden tenseness. You look over to them, to see Luffy with his head slightly tilted. He’s looking straight back at you while shoving a slab of meat in his mouth. You can’t find it in yourself to look away at his calming face, but all you remember is Luffy panting, pleading with you as his hand found purchase on your shoulder, face so close to yours as he moaned–

“Uhh, excuse me…” Brook nudges your arm, making you snap forward and see Nami leaning over the table, waving her hand in front of your face. 

“Hey, are you listening?” She asks.

“Yeah! Yeah, yeah, uh…” You cringe, “what was that again?”

Nami sighs, slapping your head with the rolled-up paper from across the table.

“You and Luffy will be on watch for the first shift tonight. Make sure to wake up Zoro and Sanji for the shift after, okay?”

“R-right, got it.” You nod, hoping the heat from your face isn’t noticeable.

“You got that, Luffy?” Nami turns to Luffy now, chunks of ham disappearing from his hand into his mouth. Luffy manages to say a jumbled yup between food scarfs.

“I can’t believe you paired me up with brow-for-brains, Nami.” Zoro scoffs, digging into his next bite. You all look to Sanji, or well, where he used to be. He’s now standing over Zoro with a menacing figure.

“Shut it, mosshead. Don’t blame Nami for your incompetence.”

“Huh?!” 

Ussop makes a point to sigh loudly, muttering something about “some weaklings will never learn,” whatever that means in Ussop-speak.

Before a fight breaks out at the dinner table, Nami gives a threatening scowl that separates the two.

“I will reiterate this as I did with a few of you earlier: As you know, we were meant to set sail this morning to the next island. How ever,” Nami says with a smirk, “I thought it would be a nice change of pace for all of us to go to a theater tonight, and then set sail after.”

“A theater? What’s that, a game?” Zoro raises an eyebrow. 

From the other side of the room, Sanji loudly sighs “ Idiot ,” causing the pair to grit their teeth at each other like wild animals. At this point, they are too caught up with each other to pay attention to the conversation.

“I’ve heard of that,” Franky says, “Isn’t that where people perform a story on a stage?” 

Robin nods. “It’s not something you see around the sea often.”

“How inspiring,” Brook gleams next to you. “I can’t wait to see what it’s about.”

“I’m guessing we’ll have immunity there?” Jimbei asks.

Nami nods, “With a bit of persuasion, I was able to get a personal booth at the top of the theater with a promise that we’ll be protected as long as we don’t do anything.

“Her ‘persuasion’ was swooning the staff that we ran into while shopping last night.” Robin chimes in, causing Nami to smirk in triumph. 

“Hey, a cheap meal and show is a steal.” Nami counters. “I spent a quarter of what I spent on our girl’s new wardrobe on this opportunity, and that’s even with the bargaining I had to do.”

You choke on your glass of water hearing Nami’s words.

“How much did you spend on me?!”

“As long as you wear them, you don’t need to know,” Nami assures you with a sly grin. “Giving you a good sense of fashion is payment enough.”

A guttural groan comes out of you as you shake your head.

“I will, I will. Just— please don’t charge me this time.” You say to Nami, who seems to grant you mercy with a nod.

The crew laughs at your exchange. Ussop is yakking it up to Jinbei and Franky about how he used to be a “connoisseur of theater” in his day. At the end of the table, Luffy waves his hand to flag Sanji.

“More please!”

–

Nami instructed everyone to dress accordingly for the play. To be honest, you didn’t know what to wear until after looking in the clothing bag she gave you. Maybe you shouldn’t have, because you find a dress inside that works almost too well for tonight. 

“Perfect, it’s the one I picked,” Nami says when you shimmy it on. She and Robin have already gotten ready, Robin has now gone to join the others on deck.

“You planned this?” You’re surprised as you look at her through the girls’ mirror. You had just finished zipping up the deep rouge silk dress. There was ruching in the bodice that gave your silhouette more form than you’re used to seeing, hem peaking right above your knees. 

She makes her way to the dresser where you’re sitting. “You should appreciate a good dress more than once in a while. We always have plenty of days besides celebrations to wear them, after all.” 

“Yeah, you’re right.” You think about it. Robin and Nami always outdo you in style, probably because they treat every day like a fashion statement.

“You look sexy in a shirt and pants anyway.” Nami makes a dumb kissy face as you giggle and push her off. She beckons you to the door. “C’mon, everybody’s waiting.”

When you leave the girls’ dorm, you can see everybody has cleaned up rather nicely. Sanji his usual suave attire, Robin and Nami are dressed to the nines, and each of the others has a flare of fashion. 

Thump. Thump.

Luffy was no different. He wears a black tie and crisp red dress shirt tucked into belted slacks. The dress shirt was slightly pulled up because of his goofing off with Ussop and Chopper. Chopper is on his head doing birdarms as Luffy runs around the dock. Ussop chimes in with an airy bird call that dies out pretty quickly.

Everybody turns around to you and Nami when she closes the door behind her. You hear an ‘ooooo’ around some of the crew as Ussop wolf-whistles.

“You ladies look so lovely!” Sanji cries.

“Ah, my, you’re a charmer,” Brook says to you, bowing deeply. “It would be such an honor to see your p–” Yup, you’re tuning that out.

“Hah! I think the girls super outdid us again.” Franky laughs as he poses. Jinbei seems to nod in agreement.

You blush at their compliments, seeing Chopper and Luffy now turn to look at you. Luffy is the only one not smiling, mouth agape and it makes you a little sad to see. If you wanted anyone to smile, you would’ve wanted it to be him.

“Our girl finally gets to dress, am I right? Now, I think that’s everyone!” Nami comments to the group, “Let’s head out!”

You arrive at a large building bustling with people under a tall hall archway. The whole inside seems illuminated in a soft yellow glow, with torches decorating the exterior walls. Nami and Robin led the pack to a side door, where a group of staff were waiting for you all. You’re briskly taken to a private entrance. It leads to a modest open room with a wide U-shaped booth that spans to either side of the wall, a large tray full of decadent foods in the middle, and an open window that showcases the lowered, grand stage a hundred feet away.

Everybody seems pleased to sit down and get situated, especially Luffy. He takes the part of the booth closer to the open space, objectively a great view, as the rest of you file in. He digs into the trays of complimentary food before you even think to sit.

You end up sitting next to Zoro and Jinbei on either side of you, pleased to be within arms reach of some fresh fruit on the tray. It doesn’t take long for the stage lights to dim and for the show to start. 

It ends up being a fairly detailed story about a knight and his quest to save the heroine, a fellow knight, after they got separated in a battle between countries. There is plenty of humor that the audience and the crew laugh along to. At one point, the knight has to dress as a stuffy aristocrat to pass into the country that captured her and prepare for her execution. Usopp had cheered especially at this as everybody laughed it up. Just before she was scheduled to be beheaded, the hero stepped in and acted as a country nobleman turned war veteran, using his many past achievements of slaying warlocks and beasts to convince the guardsmen to release her. They end up running away on horseback to the country they fought for. Once unsaddled, the heroine finally confronts him.

“You… you came to save me?” The heroine asks, tears laddled in her eyes, almost in disbelief at the hero, her friend’s, bravery. “Why would you do something so risky?”

“I can’t be on the battlefield without you.” The hero falls to the ground to kneel in front of her, taking her hands into his and looking deeply into her eyes. “Won’t you be mine, my knightess?”

“You stupid man. Is that even a question?” She cries out, running into his arms.

They lovingly embrace after the crowd cheers, many of the Straw Hats whooping in celebration. You’re almost thankful you didn’t sit near Franky, as you could practically hear him sob out into a snotty, rather tear-packed mess. You almost feel bad to see Chopper is in his range of fire.

When they finally pull away from each other, the hero steps towards the heroine once more, taking her head in her hands and kissing her passionately. Her arms wrapped around him after a moment of surprise at the gesture, letting him dip her into a warm, lingering hold. Your heart flits at the sight as you join the audience’s cheers and awes. 

Amidst the loud celebration, you realize the scene before you feel reminiscent. As the pair kiss on stage, you think of how you were in a similar position with Luffy not long ago, tasting his lips. Though, the fashion you two were in was more… sensual. Your face flares up. 

You turn to the other side of the room. Luffy’s shadow is clear in the illumination of theater lights, and you see his figure shift as he raises his arm. He lifts his fingers up to his face in what you could only think of as… a yawn? Maybe boredom?

No. He touches his lips softly, grazing them along the skin before looking down at them with curiosity.

You turn away quickly when you notice his head swivel, spinning around the crew members until he stops at you. A pair of eyes is now settled in your direction as you feel your heart pick up speed. You felt him stare at you between the food platters now littered with bones and stems, before the crew joined the audience in a standing ovation. You tuck yourself away from Luffy’s averting eyes as you stand behind Jinbei, shortly overshadowed by every pair of hands now erupting in applause. You clap extra loud, hooked onto the stage to watch the start of the curtain call. When you finally feel the courage to look amongst the crew, you feel the absence of a few eyes that turn back to the stage.

The crew ends the night as normal with a round of drinks before slowly filing out of the theater and towards the ship. You pace alongside Franky, Robin, and Nami. Franky has his robust arm around Robin, laughing along while Nami and you talk about the wonderful experience. Before your mind filters out the thoughts of earlier, a pair of rubbery arms snaps behind you all before Luffy’s figure catapults to the ship at the dock.

–

Nervous blood bubbles in your veins when you’re on your watch shift. 

From the crow's nest at the top of the mast. The saltiness of the ocean breeze isn’t as apparent on the shoreline, but you still smell the tanginess of ocean algae mixed with the earthy scents of the sandy dock. 

You’ve been glancing every so often towards the rear of the ship, wondering when you’ll be able to spot Luffy’s black, messy hair walking along the deck under the moonlight. Maybe he’s tucked at the rear, but it’s hard to tell from the top of the mast without craning your head. You’re not brave enough to check in detail at this point. 

While you think about your watch shift partner that gets more and more late, you think about what else was said around that dinner table.

Earlier, Nami announced the next stop is Dracon, an island that sounds too familiar to be a coincidence. You’ve been to a lot of places in your life before joining the Strawhats, but it’s been so long since that you're not exactly sure. If your home country had any notable affairs with them, surely you would’ve remembered dealing with it. The question was, was it positive affairs, or would you have trouble soon? You don’t have a good feeling about that name, even if you wish for the former. 

“Sorry, I’m late!”

Turning around, you’re met with your smiley captain, his grin upturned ear-to-ear. You look to the moon, and judging from the position, it seems that…

“An hour late, Luffy. And you didn’t change out of those clothes.”

Luffy smiles in response. His tie is undone, hanging around his neck as one side threatens to slip off. The deep red button-up shirt is now completely untucked, hanging loosely past his hips. Some of the top buttons are now undone and loosely shifting under the chilled breeze. His hat is hanging by the string around his neck, resting quietly on his back.

“Sorry.” He doesn't look that sorry.

“It’s fine,” you waved him off, “nothing suspicious happened out here.” Unsurprisingly, not many people dare to approach the infamous Thousand Sunny. Certainly, no one is strong enough to succeed in plunder, anyway.

You look at him again after a moment, heart thumping when you see he’s not moving to climb out of the crow's nest.

“You can go to your lookout now.” When you try to casually say that, your nervous shift practically blows your cover, though you're not sure if it’s noticed.

Luffy hums a noncommittal sound as he thinks about it.

“Nah, I wanna stay.”

“Why?” 

He shrugs, pouting his lip a little at the question. “Don’t wanna move.”

“Fine,” You conceded. It wouldn't be the first time Luffy would bend the rules during watch. “Let’s at least watch the nest to cover ground.”

Luffy nods, following your step as you start walking around the edge of the nest by each window, looking out for any activity. Your partner, unsurprisingly, doesn’t care to watch, walking with you as you make small circles in the nest. At one point, Luffy jumps on the seats lined against the walls, matching your pace as he whistles quite brashly. You carry on like that for a while, watching all parts of the horizon and shoreline of Tashini. You’re not surprised to see any signs of life at this time of night. 

After a few times of Luffy almost losing his balance, he joins your side, loudly stomping his sandals on the dock as he kicks his feet forward.

“Man, I liked that Theodore a lot!” Luffy says. 

Your face scrunches up in confusion, unsure of what exactly he means until you can only deduce one thing.

“You mean… theater?”

“Teeter?”

“ Theater.”

“Oh, tea-eater!”

“Yeah, that.” You couldn't help but giggle at him. “What did you like about it?”

He chuckles, reaching back to the straw hat and swiftly squashing it on top of his black hair.

“Man, it was great! There was so much yummy food to eat, and it was funny when the knight guy made all those silly faces to sneak around!”

His hands are behind his hand as he throws his head back into it, looking wherever as he talks about all the different aspects he likes. Luffy talks about the color of the clothes he liked and the way he laughed at the things that had the audience roaring. You idly listen, agreeing to his list, not paying attention to your watch shift duties anymore.

“I think the girl knight who got captured was kinda stupid. She didn’t scream or kick when she was locked up!” Luffy says.

“Would you have kicked and screamed instead?” 

“I would’ve never gotten caught!” Luffy laughs out. “But if I did, I would at least fight back. She could’ve easily saved herself from the guards if she did that!”

“I think her being the helpless lady in need of saving was a part of the story, it made it more dramatic. For the knight, it made saving her more high stakes.” You think out loud.

“If she’s a knight, she’s strong enough to fight back and get out by herself.” He turns to you. “Right?” 

That makes sense to you, but what doesn’t is the way Luffy looks at you. He’s looked at you with that cheerful expression thousands of times before, but now you feel a hammer from your heartbeat. His chest muscles barely peek out in the moonlight under that silky button-up, and his tie is so, so close to slipping now.

You reach out before thinking, stepping up to Luffy and catching the end of the tie right before it falls off of his narrow shoulders. You promptly adjust the tie so it's balanced around his neck, no longer threatening to fall off.

“Yeah, you’re right.” You surmise. Honestly, Luffy makes sense. In his scarce moments of clarity, he always speaks with an astounding factuality. 

His smile fades as he looks into both of your eyes. The proximity of you two is now very apparent, but you're struggling to find yourself creating distance, struggling to keep your hands off of the edges of his tie.

“I–”

“I want to learn how to kiss!” Luffy announces loudly.

You sucked in a breath that catches in your throat, rather badly, and feel a cough fumble out of your mouth. You try to save face but find yourself awkwardly grasping onto your shirt and in the air for some stability. 

“I’m sorry, I’m surprised you know what it’s called,” you say after gaining enough breath.

Luffy gives you a frown and crosses his arms. “I know what kissing is. I’m not dumb.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Sorry, I just…” You kick yourself in your mind. “What brought this up?”

Luffy shrugs, looking out the nest’s windows onto the oceanline. The moonlight illuminates his face crisply through one of the windows, but you can’t tell exactly what he’s thinking.

“Was it the theater?” You ask him.

He looks back at you without moving his head, confirming your suspicions. 

“They did what we did. I wanna know how to do that.” 

“With… me?” You blink.

“Yup!”

You feel the thrumming of your heart in your veins, beating at his words. “It's pretty simple, you should know based on the first time we did,” you say. You try to stuff down your elation as best as possible, but you know your face is warming just like it did last night. 

“I wasn’t paying attention!”

“You should have been! You were there, you know-?!”

“You want to, too!” He says. His head juts forward, leaning down as he looks up at you.

“So, what if I do?” You say, a bit annoyed at his correct assumption. “You already know what to do, plus, we have to be on watch right now!” You gesture with your arms held out open in a reminder of why you’re both here. 

“I have Haki!” Luffy says with a childish pout. “If anyone comes I’ll know. I’ll beat them up.”

You frown at him, again seeing how easily your captain can push to get his way. It feels even redundant for you to be on watch if Luffy has enough Observation Haki to detect anything suspicious.

“Just one.” He grumbles. “I just want one.”

You know this feeling. The cocoons that were once hibernating in your stomach have hatched into butterflies, now violently beating against your gut. The small crush you had has transpired into an infatuation. An annoying infatuation. The current predicament you’re in is…

Tricky.

Luffy doesn’t seem to be interested in you like that. You know he just wants a lesson again—for his own purposes. But, can you find it in you to deny him of something that you’ve been thinking about, even before last night?

“Okay,” You sigh, hand waving up and down. “Stand up, then.”

Luffy stands up straight like a spring, smiling brightly at another victory. He is giddy from excitement, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet, yet he waits for your next words of wisdom.

“I guess the best way to describe it is… there’s not any set rules for this. To kiss, at least one person is needed, you put your lips together like this,” you make a small pout, “and lean into the object of affection that you want to kiss.” 

You demonstrate by taking the back of your hand, looking at Luffy when you pout your lips, and gently placing them on the back of your hand. When you purse your lips and pull away, the contact makes a small smooch noise.

“Here,” you raise the back of your hand you kissed, holding it up to Luffy. “Try it.”

Luffy looks at your hand curiously before he leans in and he pouts his lips like you did. He presses his lips to your hand with the pressure of a feather until he briefly, brashly presses it down and lifts his head. It reminded you of the peck of a bird, almost. In the process, he opens his mouth to make a small smack.  

“Like that, got it? …why are you frowning?”

“That’s not what I want,” Luffy says. “I want to kiss like they did.” 

Why are you not shocked a hand kiss would be enough.

“To do that, both parties usually lean in for a kiss together. If it’s something that both people want to do, the rest should come naturally.”

“And they did this,” Luffy says, holding his arms and shaking them around to poorly mimic the embrace the two on stage did. 

“C’mere.” 

You take the ends of his tie, pulling him a step towards you until your bodies are inches away, the straw hat barely grazing the top of your forehead. Luffy lets you easily, watching you with gentle focus. You guide his hands around your middle. You lightly rest your hands on top of his shoulders. You hear a soft swallow. 

“When you want, you lean in. Once our lips touch, you close your eyes. Ready?” You ask. He nods. 

“Okay, just follow me.”

You lean in halfway, slowly, softly pursuing your lips together as your eyes flutter shut, nervousness bubbling up your body until your head feels light. You let it try and fizzle, try to let the stupid pounding of your heart quiet down in your eardrums, but it’s slowly replaced to wonder when your lips stay untouched by Luffy. 

…and, still nothing?

When you open your eyes, Luffy is staring at you, face reddened like a cherry with his mouth agape. His eyes are fixed in awe, flicking between your eyes and lips.

“Sorry, I,” Luffy stutters. “‘S weird. My body… it’s not moving.”

The weird feeling in your stomach has bubbled up again. His flustered cheeks and sheepish smile are quickly blocked from your vision as he mumbles into the back of his hand. 

“I don’t know. It’s like, l-like I don’t deserve it, or somethin’. Haha…”

Overcome with affection for the blushing captain, you quickly close the gap. You want to steal away his anxieties, steal away that flustered nervousness you couldn’t bare to see on him. It takes him only a second to process it before his muscles relax against you. 

Your lips touch his gently. His hands rest on your waist, his straw hat lifting oh-so-slightly by your forehead as you press into him. Those narrow lips of his feel so plush against yours, perfectly slotted together that you feel light and airy. It lasts just as long as last night’s chaste kiss.

When you slowly pull away with a small smooch noise, his face doesn’t look as cherried, save for a light pink tinge across the apples of his cheeks. 

“Cool!” Luffy says, “Let me try!”

“Hold on, I said only once–”

He gains the courage this time to lean wholly, trapping your lips between his thinner ones, feeling the smile etched on his face the whole time. When you pull away, he seems almost back to normal. The lingering worry on his face is gone now.

Smooch!

“Well?”

“It’s good,” Luffy said. “It’s really good. Again. Let’s do it again.”

You both lean in this time, lifting the brim of his straw hat again. His hands naturally graze down to your waist while your hands lay on his chest. His lips aren’t as chapped as you thought they would be. For a guy, they seem very soft. Not in the way that regular skin should be, but more pliable. It squishes against your lips but seems to spring back to form each time you pull back. 

Smooch!

“Again.” 

You both lean in again, as your hands explore past the partially unbuttoned shirt to his chest. Your suspicions of rubbery skin are confirmed as you feel the softness, malleable, that bounces back when you release the pressure of your fingertips. 

Smooch!

“Again.”

After slotting your lips back on his, you swallow down a whine, busying yourself with the feeling of his body against yours, his hands so subtly stroking the small of your spine just above your ass. This time, the straw hat slips off of his head and falls to his back.

A noise of frustration escapes him as he squirms.

“Do what you did last time,” he whines. “Your hands. Like you did yesterday.”

“So you were paying attention, liar.” You grimace. He smiles in response, just like a guilty captain would.

Yet, you have no qualms threading our fingers in his hair, grabbing the tufts together a little too excitedly. You dive back to his mouth to claim his lips. This time, his eyes close in tandem with yours as he slips his hands up and down your torso, kneading the flesh, leaning his body against yours. You absentmindedly feel the fluffy, soft black hair under your fingertips, running your hands through the scalp as Luffy presses his lip to yours. 

“I think,” Luffy breaks the kiss, speaking so close his lips are still grazing yours, “you have magic fingers.”

“Yeah?” You giggle for the first since you’ve started kissing him, making his face light up.

You turn his head slightly to give him a small peck on the cheek, he tries to copy you by stretching his head to yours and planting a quick, hard kiss.

“And you smell familiar.” He says softly. So unnaturally soft for the rubber man that it makes your face burn.

“What do I smell like?” You whisper.

“Like a cabin.”

You giggle. “Okay? Any cabin in particular?”

“Makino’s cabin. Back where I grew up.”

“Is that a good thing?”

Luffy thinks about it. After a moment, he gives you a big nod as if sealing the thought in his mind. 

“Yes,” he smiles.

“That’s nice of you to say, Luffy.” 

He seems to like that compliment. To which he smiles very brightly, now kissing you with a newfound passion that you find attractive.

Okay, like, really fucking hot. 

Luffy smushes your face between his palms and plants kisses any place he can think of. From the lids of your eyes to your temples, to the bow of your nose, and all the parts of your cheeks that squish into his lips when he puts extra pressure. Each time he leaves a small, wet smooch behind, a sound he seems captivated by the more he kisses you. 

“It’s really good.” He murmurs into your skin. 

His arms reach out and grip the back of your neck, almost pulling you closer despite the fact your chest couldn’t press farther. His heavy-handed presence causes you to shuffle a little. 

“Luffy…” You sigh out. You really can’t take it without needing more. You pull away from him; something he doesn’t seem happy about, illustrated by the childish pout he has on his face.

“There’s one more type of kiss we can do.” You whisper breathlessly. 

“Really, what’s that?” Luffy asks. You brush over his lips, noses lightly connected as you whisper to him.

“Just follow my lead, okay?”

You lean into him once more, but now slowly opening up your mouth to have your tongue slip out. You run it over Luffy’s thin lips before running against the entrance. After a moment, Luffy opens his mouth, tongue slowly peaking out past his lips to meet yours. 

You swear there is electricity in the air when it happens because he moans again. Whimpers from the sensation as his hands jolt around the caressed skin. 

Your tongues dance together in shared bliss, Luffy shudders against you at the feeling, grabbing your body like he’s surprised by the feeling. 

Luffy knew how bad you wanted to do this—he said himself—but, he must not know the extent, really. 

Because with every kiss, it just leads to more wanton in you. With every graze of his tongue against yours, feeling the wet muscle that tastes of meat, it makes your breath feel like magma. The noises coming from sucking and tasting his tongue slicks into the dead of night. It’s the only noise ringing in your ears save for the small whimpers and sighs coming from both of you. He despreately brushes his fingers against the sides of your face as his chest tightens, and grows still.

“Breathe through your nose.” You tell him after Luffy starts to turn blue in the face. His breath to hitch, the air exhaled back down your throat hot and wet.  He instantly returns to color, now with a revived energy. 

You can’t take it, him exploring and prodding the inside of your mouth, him gripping and almost vibrating against you as your upper bodies press together. You wrap your arms over his shoulder, permanently sewing your finger pads with that soft hair.

“Ah…” A small moan comes out of Luffy’s mouth when you tug on his hair to tilt his head up and off of yours. You dive in with false expertise as you give wet kisses on the underside of his jaw, consuming the skin until you’ve covered it all. You move to his neck, making him grunt as you pull his head back to expose it in full. Your tongue slowly sweeps down and over until it lands on his jugular, sweetly sucking it now as he gasps. The breathiness turns into a grunt of what sounds like frustration and he riggles against the feeling. 

“I think something’s wrong again,” Luffy says, face knit together. You pull off of him in concern.

“Do you need me to stop–”

“No!” He says, grabbing both sides of your head. His eyes fire wide as he grabs in panic. 

In his expression, he shoves you forward so hard you lose your footing, tumbling down with him onto the planks. You both fall into each other before he scrambles on top of you. 

“What’s wrong, Luffy?” You say, looking up at him.

“I don’t know,” He says, “But… every time I try to think about it, this happens!” His hand dives in between the two of you before hastily grabbing onto the hem of his shirt and pulling it so high his whole chest shows. When your eyes travel down, you see his problem. 

“It’s why I was late! I couldn’t make it go away even when I touched it like you showed me to!”

“Oh.” 

A breath catches in your throat as your eyes adjust under the moonlight. With his other hand, he points crudely to a large bulge now prominent under his pants. 

“Can you show me what I did wrong?” He breathlessly whispers. 

“Y-you did it like last night?” You prop yourself by your arms as he kneels over you. 

“Yeah. It didn’t feel as good, though. Used half of some bottle in the kitchen.”

Luffy shuffles a hand into the underside of his pants, rustling into his boxers until he grips the erection trapped inside. You swallow as he takes his dick, quickly slipping it out.

“You sneaked into the pantry?” And he’s still slick from it. The tip of his penis glistens from the lubricant, as well as the pre-cum now leaking from it. You should be upset on Sanji's behalf that he allegedly used half the bottle of what you’d guess is oil from the kitchen, but the view of his dick was too appealing for you to care.

“It kinda hurt without it,” Luffy said. You don’t blame him, mostly thankful for its convenience.

“I can show you then, Luffy,” you whisper, “you can start when you want.”

He beams, bright and contagious, as he grabs onto the head. Without any guidance, he begins to pump himself with an arm propping himself over you. You don’t dare to mention the intimate space he's invading for fear he’ll back off of you. With proximity, you get to see more of his movements, his facial features, and the heat behind his breath.

His face scrunches up in his first initial strokes before easing into a steady rhythm, similar to the brisk pace he kept last night. His hand lingers on the base and shaft, quickly running over the head each time. You could hear the light, moist squelching of oil rubbing against his cock.

“Ah, this is familiar,” Luffy says. 

“Better than earlier?”

“I did this earlier, but it didn’t feel this good.” 

“You did it the same way?” You ask in confusion. 

“I guess.” He shrugs. “I think you help me. This is really fun,” Luffy huffs out.

Luffy’s confession astonishes you. To know you can help him, to know that you and you only have made Luffy experience this, it makes you burn up in lust. 

“Shit, Luffy, you sound so good saying that.” 

You want to reach up and touch him, graze down his body with wonderful kisses, and feel the heat against each inch of skin. You feel your hand inch in front of you to reach up to his face, but when you lift it, Luffy jerks into himself so sporadically that your fingers are caught in the crossfire. 

He’s loud when your hand suddenly fumbles onto his shaft. The feeling of surprise is mutual as you look deeply into one another. His mouth opened, pearly white teeth peeking out.

“Please,” Luffy doesn’t need to say anything else, his fingers hastily interlocking with yours as he lowers them. 

“Touch me like this.”

Your face feels on fire, his hands feel steady and laced with yours as you both grasp his shaft together. He whimpers in delight, satisfied with the new warmth of your hand wrapped with his.

It’s so erotic, so sensual, his shaft feels so hot with the slick of oily lubricant and pre-cum meshing in the crevices of both of your fingers now when you start fisting him. He shudders into you in pleasure, head lulling back and forth like a wave, chasing his highs and mellowing into lows. A wrinkle in between his eyebrows shapes off and on when he bucks out. The moistness of his lips attracts you again, how could you deny the savory taste of Luffy in front of you?

Your lips latch onto him, licking up the saliva awaiting from his drooling mouth. Teeth click together from the intensity you both kiss each other. It’s wild, and uncoordinated, you try to follow the beat of his pace while he desperately chases your tongue after each moan. 

His mouth in combination with his erection, hand, his fingers squeezing into yours as you stroke him. His dick felt firm in your grip, textured with small veins illuminated by the moon. Every time his hand slipped past his shaft, you would help guide him back as quickly as possible, and every time he would thrust his hips forward to compensate. 

“You look so needy like this, but you can’t help it, can you? Such a gorgeous look on your face, so sweet and filthy, hm?” You coo. Something in you adds a little more pressure to his dick stoking down the base. Something that Luffy finds quite enjoyable. It gives you so much gratification to see that lustful, desperate face, that you try something sinful.

“Why don’t you tell me how this feels?” With your one hand interlocked with his, you take your other and dive past Luffy’s leaking erection. You cup his ballsack, feeling the thin skin molding into your hand until you rub up against it.

“Ah!” His head bucks forward into the crook of your shoulder. He’s shaking from the pleasure of it. “So good. So good, I—ahhn!”

You fondle his balls under the breakneck pace of strokes into his cock. The smooth flesh is nothing like his pulsing, steel penis. You inch lower down to the underside of the sack and slowly stroke under until Luffy reduces to nothing but animalistic husks.

“Be as loud as you need to, Luffy.” You rasp. “You can do that for me, can’t you? A good boy like you can do it.”

And just like that, your words seem to coax something in him, because he grips your fingers harder with his, pumping himself into a devious pace, and moaning wildly in between his pants.

Puffs of warmth exhale from his lips, the heat between you two can’t be penetrated by any icy chill of the night air. You feel enveloped in him, in your lust and passion, you can hear his every bit of pleasure, every pump of his dick, and the way the sound of his pants is magnetized with his head tucked to your ear. 

My God, he’s drooling in ecstasy down your neck. You feel the wetness trail like sweat down your flesh.

“Nnn, ahh, ‘s coming out. I can feel it.” Luffy whimpers into your skin. His voice sounds rasped from his panting

“Why don’t you cum then, my captain?” You take the liberty to nip on the skin of his neck. It’s something small, but one that causes his whole body to jolt.

“Mmmph!”

That look. He’s so close to release that he’s completely hunched over you. There’s barely any space for you to stroke his pulsing dick, but you continue regardless. His voice is the only thing you can hear on the ear he’s crushed up against. 

But you don’t get that liberty of him cumming onto you again, however. In your other ear, you hear something alert enough for you to slow your strokes down.

You hear a faint shout from the deck of the Sunny as a familiar voice calls out the two of your names. Your body freezes.

“Luffy, shit, Luffy!”

“Hm?” Dazed and sublime, Luffy has half a mind to hear the panic in your tone. 

“Oiiii!” Says the voice, one that sounds so quiet, but it’s loud enough for you to tell who it is.

With a push you’ll soon regret, you shove him off of you onto his butt, scurrying to sit up.

“It’s the next shift!”

“Ah… so?”

“Get up,” You squeak, pulling Luffy's pants back up, much to his dismay. “Put it away!”

“What?! Why?”

“I told you why yesterday, just do it!” You zip his pants but up against the now trapped erection, and Luffy groans out.

Both of you try to get up at once—Luffy in agitation, you in alarm that his button-up is falling down his shoulder and he looked fucked out of his mind—but you bash your heads together. The clunk is so solid that you double down on the floor. You yelp out in pain, looking up from the corner of your eye to see Luffy’s standing up just fine. 

Of course. Of course he doesn’t feel how hard you collided into each other, the fucking rubber man. 

Quitely, you hear someone. 

“Oiiii, you never woke us up. Is everything okay?” That voice gets louder with each rung of the ladder of the crow’s nest until the latch is lifted. 

Coming from the opening is a mop of blonde hair followed by a mossy green. You freeze, whipping your head to see the state of Luffy. His face is slate, like nothing was happening, and…

What the fuck?

There’s no more bulge in his pants. 

You can’t think of it too hard, with the throbbing pain seeping into your head as your adrenaline creeps down.

“Oi,” Zoro gets up, looking back and forth between you two. “The hell happened here.”

“Ah! My angel, you’re hurt?” Sanji yelped in alarm, “You had me so worried. We were calling out for some time and didn’t hear anything back. And you’re sweating bad…” He kneels to your form glued to the ground, pointing to your neck ladened with Luffy’s drool, looking back at Luffy who was awkwardly standing close with no motion. “Hey, shithead, the hell did you do to her?”

“Nothin’, she was just showing me something.”

You don’t know if those two believe him. With the horrid poker face Luffy typically has in a lie, you can’t bare to look up and confirm it. You rub your head on the ground. 

“I just… bumped my head.” You groan.

He looks back at Luffy, then at you.

“Oh, dear, please go back down and sleep as much as you need, me and moss shit can take care of the rest, okay?”

“Who the hell are you calling moss shit, kitchen boy?”

Yeah, you’re getting the hell out of here before dumbbells are thrown.

Once you get the bearings to look up from the pain, you see the lemon-lime pirates gnawing their teeth at each other. From a glimpse, a straw hat dips down below the crow’s nest latch and disappears. 

You feel a small force compelling you to chase that hat, the man attached to it, that you ignore the masculine catfight beside you and follow it. 

You climb down the mast to the deck of the Sunny and hear your feet knock onto the deck. 

You see Luffy leaning against the dock next to the boys’ dorm, looking out for a moment before latching his eyes on you. You’re glad to see him. He doesn’t seem to be frustrated at the abrupt stop you put things.

“Hey,” Luffy calls, followed by your name.

“Hey,” you softly smile back at him. Maybe it was a little awkward. Maybe you’re distracted by the way the collar of his unbuttoned shirt is still hanging off of one shoulder, or that the shirt tie that laid around his shoulders is gone at this point. You hope it didn’t look weird to the two who came in.

Luffy rustles with the top of his straw hat. The ties of it dangle with the wind of the night.

“Thanks for that! It means a lot.” He says.

And just like that, he retreats to the boys' dorm, leaving you alone again as you make your way to your own bed. You snuggle back in bed with the girls, harboring a hardship that bounced in your head:

Damn. There’s always Nakama somewhere to walk in on you.

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Finally getting help (prt 9)

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“So where’s the brother?” Jason asked as he followed Bruce down the hall. 

“He’s in Tim’s lab. It seems like they’ll be able to share it, which is good even with as big as this place is I don’t think we have room for two mad science labs,” Bruce said with dry humour, making Jason laugh in spite of himself.

“Tim must be thrilled to have a buddy huh?” He asked, still chuckling. No one in this family was stupid by any means, he often felt like the dumb one and objectively he knew he was still a fucking genius. But even with all of them being That smart no one could keep up with Tim’s innovative and scientific mind. 

“I think he might even learn a few things, which is a frightening concept. Danny asked for microwaves and toasters this morning so he could cannibalize them into anti-possession tech. The way that boy combines science and magic is going to give both me and Constantine ulcers.” 

Jason snorted, both at the joke and maybe a bit out of pleasure that someone was going to be giving Bruce a hard time. “Well if you need a babysitter don’t call me. I don’t want to deal with any of that,” he chuckled.

“Oh absolutely not, you would only feed into the chaos,” Bruce said quickly making Jason cackle, because he was right.

“Alright,” Bruce murmured to himself when they reached the closed door to the lab, it was almost lost in the banging inside but Jason heard it. Heard Bruce bracing himself for whatever was going to happen when Jason and Danny met.

He opened the door and across the room Jason saw who must be Danny. He was prime adoption bait with his black hair and blue eyes, but he was… absolutely beautiful, slight and elven, gently curved and wired with muscle. Jason froze, and it seemed so did Danny, staring at each other from across the room. Butterflies fluttered in Jason’s stomach, building till they didn’t feel like butterflies but something buzzing, trying to get out. He could hear the growl coming from his chest, not his throat.

Danny’s eyes swirled with green and he vaulted over the work table, abandoning the half finished tech he was working on to lunge at Jason. He collided with Jason with a snarl of his own, Jason growled and flipped Danny over his shoulder, the hall was a closed space so Danny twisted, running into the wall feet first and landing in a crouch. Jason twisted so he didn’t have his back to a wall anymore as Danny lunged at him again and Jason dodged, pushing off the wall to give himself momentum as he threw himself after Danny. 

Danny grabbed Jason’s arm and used his momentum to throw him over his hip, following him down to the ground, barely missing as Jason rolled away. He didn’t even think to draw a weapon, that wasn’t what this fight was about, they weren’t actually trying to hurt each other. Even as Jason punched down so hard he cracked the floor he somehow knew Danny would dodge, and wouldn’t get hurt. And Danny did, he got out of the way and lashed out in return, kicking Jason in the chest and sending him flying a few feet back giving Danny time to scramble back to his feet and chase after him.

This give and take carried them down the hall and to the landing by the stairs. Somewhere in the background Jason knew that someone was shouting at them to stop, and to be careful, but he wasn’t listening. He was too focussed on the growl emanating from Danny, and from himself which were starting to smooth out again, to feel less like desperate insects trying to escape and more like a cat’s purr, or some sort of song. They were reaching equilibrium, some sort of harmony. 

He didn’t realize how close they were to the stairs until Danny knocked him back again and this time when he stepped back he didn’t land on solid ground. The two of them tumbled down the stairs, rapidly switching who was on top as they fell. Jason could feel himself collecting bruises but he didn’t fucking care.

They came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs with Jason on top, his forearm pressed against Danny’s chest just below his throat. They were both breathing hard, staring at each other with wide blue-green eyes. The growling died down, lowering down into purrs harmonizing with each other as they caught their breath. Jason’s was lower and Danny’s a little higher, it was a hypnotic sound that made Jason feel… peaceful.

Danny moved first, reaching up slowly to touch Jason’s face, but before he could Jason realized what they had done and the position he was in. He had fought with Danny, and he was now pinning an abused teenager to the floor straddling his waist. This looked bad and now that he realized what was happening it Felt worse! He practically shot up off of Danny and was about to bolt before Danny grabbed his hand.

“Wait! Don’t go yet! Let me just, let me get you a specter-deflector so no one can possess you first okay?” Danny asked, sounding oddly desperate and even though Jason wanted to run he nodded.

Danny looked relieved and let go of Jason before suddenly flying up and through the floor above them. Jason blinked at the ceiling above him before looking around him. 

Oh dear, Bruce, Tim, Damian, and Jazz were all watching from the landing above. Damian looked like he wanted to kill Jason himself, Bruce looked disappointed, Tim impassive and Jazz looked… Excited? Why did she look happy?

Danny flew back down through the floor before anyone could think of what to say. “Okay! Here’s the specter-deflector,” He said, clicking something that looked like a watch into place around Jason’s wrist. “That’ll protect you, this is a blaster,” he said, handing Jason an odd sci-fi looking gun. “It’ll reload automatically from ambient ectoplasm, it works best against dead and undead but it can hurt humans too. And.. um, this is my number,” He said, blushing furiously as he handed Jason a slip of paper. “Please text me?”

When had Jason’s mouth gotten so dry?! He had to lick his lips before he answered, painfully aware of how hot his cheeks were and that he must be blushing too. He didn’t blush much, not since his death and resurrection, but he was absolutely blushing now, and he was still purring too if more softly now. He didn’t even know that he could purr, not really. “Ya, Yes, I’ll text you,” he promised before he fled the house. He would have to have some of Alfred’s lasagna later, just then he desperately needed to calm down and clear his head.

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Jazz was practically vibrating with excitement and as soon as the door had closed behind Jason she couldn’t contain it anymore. She squealed as she vaulted over the railing of the landing and landed in the foyer and sprinting over to Danny. “Danny what the heck! You have a crush?! I haven’t seen you that passionate in ages!” She enthused scooping Danny up under his arms and twirling him around.

“Jaaazz,” Danny complained even as he went kitten limp in her arms letting her hold him at arms length nearly a foot off the floor.

“I didn’t even know you liked boys! Why didn’t you tell me you like boys!?” Jazz demanded, shaking him a little.

“I didn’t really, I mean I always preferred girls. The only guy I ever really had a crush on was Dash and-” He cut off when Jazz made a disgusted face. “Exactly! That was never going to happen and he was an asshole so I didn’t want to talk about it!”

“Okay ya I understand- Wait you were making fun of me for having a thing for bad boys when your type is asshole meathead jocks!? Ohhh you’re never going to hear the end of this baby brother!”

“Oh my god No!” Danny groaned, finally squirming out of Jazz’s hold and dropping back to the ground stepping back. 

He turned towards the Wayne’s who had made their way down the stairs while the siblings were talking. “Is Jason an asshole?” He demands of Tim, he’s probably the fairest judge in Danny’s estimation.

“Absolutely,” Tim said promptly before realizing what he said and backtracking a little. “But I’m his brother, I'm supposed to say that. Jason’s heart is in the right place, he's a good guy, just kinda violent and a complete jerk,” Tim said. 

“Perfect,” Danny said his expression a little dreamy. 

“Why on earth would you have a crush on Todd?! You could do so much better!” Damian squawked indignantly, breaking the tension and making everyone besides Bruce laugh, and even he smiled just a little. 

“I want to say you did well Bruce, I know it was hard not to break up the fight but so? It was good for them, I hope it won’t be too hard on you if they do end up dating,” Jazz said, patting Bruce’s arm. 

He shifted from one foot to the other a little awkwardly but then shook his head. “No it won’t be, I mean it won’t be the first time, Barbra was as good as my daughter and she dated Dick, and Steph and Tim dated. It’s always a little awkward but I’d rather that than a Super,” He said, shooting Tim a look, he cleared his throat and looked away.

“Well good, we’ll see how this works out but really,” she turned back towards Danny. “This could be good! You’ve always been attracted to violent people but I don’t think that your ghost instincts realized that when Val was shooting at you it wasn’t bonding for her the same way it was for you,” she told him, her tone borderline accusatory.

Danny looked down and shifted from side to side, giving a little shrug. “I know, but she was a good girlfriend, when she wasn’t being Red Huntress and I wasn’t being Phantom. When we were just Danny and Val, it was good.”

“Oh Danny,” She sighed and pulled him into a hug. “I know, but he has the same instincts as you, I’m rooting for you Danny.”

“Thanks Jazz,” Danny said softly, hugging her back.

“Welp, I’m heading back to the lab,” Tim said, obviously uncomfortable with the genuine emotions he made a break for it before he could get roped into any hugs.

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SUM: You couldn’t sleep, so you try and remember things with Curly to lull you to sleep. As you do, you remember things that are important for a captain to have. Very important, and you are gonna be certain to find them

Warnings: Jimmy, sexual assault, mentions of abortion (it’s a rather calm chapter really. Take it as a pallet cleanser because the next chapter imma really show you how fucked up Jimmy is))

You just couldn’t sleep. It felt criminal to right now. So much was going through your head. So much has happened and now you had time to let it all soak in. The crash, Anya, why there was a crash, Curly’s condition, it made sleep impossible. Especially alone in that big bed that was meant for you and your husband.

You tried to take in deep breaths, and just let the thoughts wash over you. There was responsibility as the Captains Spouse. You weren’t just ‘eye candy’ like Jimmy said. You had worth, and were just as much important to the team as everyone else.

Such as learning a thing or two about what Captain should do in case of an emergency.

Curly was in no state to help, and Jimmy sure as fuck won’t help either. He was the reason everyone crashed after all. He’s a loose cannon and you needed to tip toe around him. Who knows what he might do next. You weren’t even sure if telling Swansea and Daisuke about what’s going on was smart.

Swansea has little girls of his own after all. He won’t react well at all. Then there’s Daisuke. Barely nineteen and thrown into this mess. He might panic or maybe even do something crazy like confront Jimmy. There was just to many what ifs.

So you were left on your own.

You would wrap yourself up in what was once Curly’s sleep robe and grab his spare ID card. The very thing that can unlock any door, and be the one thing that can lock your bedroom door. Definitely should have Anya sleep in here for a while. She deserves to be able to sleep soundly.

While you were waiting for everyone to sleep as well you would explore the bedroom. Looking into nook and cranny to see if there was anything of use. The Captains always were given a bunch of extra shit after all. Even Pony Express had to meet some safety protocols. Curly was their best after all. Even went as far as to try and help him fine work else where. That’s what he explained to you.

Shame. Was just a normal bedroom. The only thing that made it special was it was bigger, and had a lock. Dammit all to hell.

That’s when you tried to think back on past memories of you and your husband. To try and recall any kind of special thing the ships carry. Oh how you felt so guilty for never paying enough attention. Made you feel stupid and useless, but you weren’t.

At least not in comparison to Jimmy.

With a deep breath, you managed to recall something. Something not long before the crash even. You had knocked on the cockpit door to enter it, and was greeted to your husband and Jimmy working. Curly was rambling on about something, while Jimmy kept eyeing the locker suspiciously. As if he wanted to get inside of it for some reason.

That’s your best lead now. God dammit was it a shitty one. The cockpit was stuffed to the brim with foam. But then again that’s the front of the cockpit. If you were careful, and cut the right spot, maybe you can access the locker.

It’s something. Something is better than nothing.

With the robe tossed aside, a change into your jump suit, gloves slipped on, and beanie pulled on to keep your head safe you would make your way to the kitchen. Card key tucked securely inside of your jumpsuit compared to a pocket.

Jimmy can’t know.

Can’t know that you were stealing the only knife that the ship had.

Was going to be a pain in the ass to cut that foam but you really had nothing better to do. So, you unlocked the cock pit and focused on remembering its layout.

“For Anya, for Curly, for Swansea, for Daisuke, and all our families back home.”

You would start the slow and agonizing cutting. Little by little. Just chopping away to try and reach the right side of the pit. To get to that locker and see what was inside. That locker was in the cockpit for a reason. It can only be accessed by the pilots for a reason. There was a reason.

Any time you felt like your arms would give out you thought back to Curly. How he didn’t really have arms anymore to begin with. How Anya was busy throwing up right now. How they needed you. They both needed you.

It had been well over a hour, but you managed to reach the locker. You allowed yourself a breather at the sight of it. Damn was that a pain, but it’ll be worth it. Right?

With your breather over you would use the key card to access the locker. Inside was….Honestly junk. That had you very disappointed. You were honestly ready to cry out of frustration, only to see there were a few locked cabinets inside.

Ones that needed codes.

Codes you knew.

Curly made you memorize them in case of an emergency. He just said to memorize them. That it’s meant to just unlock pin pads. That Pony Express never bothered to change them.

You went to the lower locker and typed it in.

Strange, there was nothing inside. Suppose whatever was inside was taken out. You wondered what could have been in there. Was a very small locker so maybe it was some code scanner or universal unlocking device. Just wasn’t big enough for something you hoped for.

A transmitter.

He prayed it was near the front of the ship. That a transmitter would stuck in the heart of the foam, or as far as just shatter on contact. They had to have a spare communicator. Pony Express had to follow SOME rules after all. Imagine the ship being discovered and the people who found it saw it was missing something as important as that.

So you typed in the code for the larger locker. You were kinda afraid of opening it. To be met with another empty void of metal and dust.

You took a deep breath, and opened.

There really was a god.

There was what you were looking for. A real deal communicator. It was real, it looked untouched and even had dust on it to show that Jimmy never reached it.

Before you grabbed it you made sure to close the door behind you. Just to be sure. Was the dead of night, well from what the clocks say, and everyone should be asleep. Even Jimmy had to sleep. You had to make you move now.

Remain calm, and focus.

You can’t fuck this up.

You snuggled yourself into the corner of the pit, with the communication device in your lap. You hooked the head phones onto your head, and turned it on.

As you waited for it to boot up you made sure you were positioned so that if anyone came through the door, for some reason, you’ll notice. As far as anyone was aware though this room was basically a wall. No purpose to enter. You should be safe, but you had to think ahead. Jimmy was unpredictable, and so full of himself.

Better to be over prepared than see what happens if Jimmy finds out what you are doing.

Couldn’t help but give a squeak of surprise when someone finally spoke to you.

“This is the Emergency Spaceship Retrieval Sector. What seems to be the problem?”

A woman, through the static, spoke to you. Tears of relief fell down your face but you forced yourself to remain focused. You can’t mess this up now. No way no how.

“This is Tulpar for Pony Express. We have suffered a crash about a month ago. From what I can recall we had been a little over four months into our twelve month journey-“ You immediately explained, as to best help them get an estimation on how far the ship had traveled.

“Alright, who may I be speaking to at this moment?”

Deep breaths.

“I am the Spouse to Captain Curly. It is me, Jimmy the co-pilot, Anya the nurse, Swansea the mechanic, and Daisuke our intern.” Deep breaths, keep things quick and to the point.

“Are you all in any immediate danger?”

You had to think about that a moment. Jimmy is a dangerous man. Who knows what he might do next if you don’t play along. So, you had to be honest. You felt guilty for telling the operator what happened. That Curly suffered greatly and needed immediate medical attention, how Anya was a victim of assault and required an abortion as soon as possible, and that the reason for it all was because of Jimmy. He crashed the ship, he raped Anya, he destroyed Curly, and god knows what he will do next.

“Estimated arrival time will be about a month. We have your exact location thanks to the communicator. Remain calm, and know that help is on the way. We have logged this down in the report. Take care of your crew the best you can, Captain.”

And she would log off. You would let your head thump back, and simply cried. Cried in pure relief and joy. That a real person heard you, and was aware of what’s going on. That if anything did go wrong that at least someone knows. Someone will know what happened.

There was hope.

Now was a matter of survival.

One month.

You all needed to survive one month.

One Month Until Rescue…

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Dan had many feelings. Sure most of them were negative and hate was a very big one of his many emotions.

But another one was pure and simple ecstatic euphoria.

Because...he was himself again. Gone was a big and bulky form, back was his...normal self. He had forgotten what it had felt like to look in the mirror and see himself, not the twerp or the clone, not some demented memory screaming in horror at what he had done.

No. It was his face, thr soft curves that he got from his mother, the dark hair and blue eyes from his father, the eyebrows that matched Jazz's, not a single lick of Vlad was in him, not the scars from his global dominance, no deformed fangs that bit into his flesh, no flaming hair that he couldn't shape.

It was just Him.

And he couldn't help but feel great about that.

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Danny watched as Dante (they all couldn't be named Danny) stare at himself in the mirror. He himself didn't have the personal need to preen as much as the teen was doing, so perhaps it was just the quirk of his other self.

Stopping behind him, Danny couldn't help but smile a bit, the teen looked happy, sure he wasn't smiling but Danny knew his teenage face well enough to know that Dante was majorly pleased.

Blue met blue through the mirror, and Danny nodded to the teen, Dante had been given an old clone body after a long rehabilitation, so it was set in Danny's teenage years, even though the man had aged a decade.

Smirking as he ruffled Dantes hair (which earned him a snap of teeth and a jab to the kidneys) Danny nodded to the door, "Come on, your going to be late for school, it's your first day so you can't miss it."

Dante gave a glare and a huff, but the glare softened as he looked at himself in the mirror, and Danny was struck at just how young the teen looked at the moment.

Apprehension and tension was clear on the boys face, but behind that was worry, panic even Danny knew the face well, having had it many times before.

"Do I really have to fucking go? Doesn't being a war criminal exclude me from such things?" Dante snarked, turning to actually properly look at Danny, who could only chuckle.

"We both know you actually want to, cant be an astronaut without a PhD and cant get that withour a high-school diploma...You quit before graduating...last time." Danny said with a stiffness.

The teens eyes hardened "Well excuse fucking me, seeing everyone I loved and cared about die in an explosion made me not really feel up to going to god damn fucking school."

Shoving past Danny, Dante stormed past him, a trail of steam and the sent of smoke following him out of the house and onto the streets of the new city.

Some ecto filled, low life having, bat infested city...called Gotham.

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Damian tugged at his tie, fixing it into place after touching up his hair once more, frowning as he fiddled with it, making a mental note to trim it soon.

Grabbing an sponge, the teen dabbed it into a small tub of tan makeup, before softly applying it to his face, his touch light as he goes over the back eye he was trying to hide.

Yes the Robin mask did offer some protection, but not nearly enough to fully stop a Venom junkie that just got a new dose.

And while he was thankful to get the new lead on Banes operation selling Venom, a deep nagging part of him hated that his face had payed the price for it.

Damian hated that he cared about his appearance, and hated that he associated it with his mother.

Learning how to do disguise make up had been one of the only times during his training he had spent extended periods of time with his mother, skills that he was still using to this day.

Putting down the sponge, Damian got a fresh one and dabbed it onto his face, blending the colors until the purples and blues of the black eye disappeared completely.

"Master Damian, the car is pulled up to the front, though i shall be taking you Master Richard has offered to pick you up. I must tend to your idiotic father, as he seems to be trying to stand again on both his broken legs. Perhaps this time I shall leave him in a straight jacket before hiding the keys, that should keep him down for longer..." the old butler muttered to himself at the end, but Damian could only sigh as he stepped away from the mirror.

"Just invite Miss Kyle or Eamm Clark to keep him down." Damian said, toeing on his shoes as he steps out from his room, taking the offered backpack from Alfred as he walks by him.

"Ahh...that might solve the issue of him staying in his room...but both of them have a possibility of causing more harm to him.." the elder butler said, walking close behind his youngest charge as he made his way to the front of the house.

Damian pulled a face, "Disgusting Pennyworth, please do not discuss my fathers...promiscuous relationships with those two, I do not want to dig out my ear drums just to burn them but I shall if you continue."

The old man gave a not-smirk, the kind thst was more frown but held a jolly feeling. "Oh of course Master Damian..."

Rolling his eyes, the teen got to the front steps, even half way through them in blissful silence before Alfred spoke once more. "Ah. I was set it inform you yesterday day but as you had an injury I had forgotten, you will be receiving a new classmate today, your father had done a screening of course, and they stood out because of their parents, who happen to be inventors that like making things go...to steal a phrase from Master Jason, Boom."

Damian just nodded, "I shall research them. I will know everything about them by the time I will come home."

"And that is all I can ask you Master Damian" Alfred said, opening the car door, "I do hope thst the day is not wasted, it is not every day that one starts highschool."

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