#thank u for the prompt emma 🥺

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The Troubles with Teleporting

Okay yay my first time writing my lil XD bb. Based off this prompt sent in by @emmadoodlewrites!

(Everything I know about XD I've learned from reading all the fics @covenofwives + @fluffallamaful have written with them in it, so this is HEAVILY based off of their versions of XD)

XD has been teleporting with George all over the server for a little while now, never experiencing any issues that they were aware of. However, when XD goes to teleport them both back home, they're confused as George refuses and makes a run for it. The deity chases after him, eager to learn what has George so spooked.

(lee!George / ler!DreamXD : 1.8K words)

As XD held onto George while they teleported them both to the nearest mushroom biome, George bit on his lip tightly, preparing himself for the familiar feeling to return.

The first time it happened, it actually caused him to scream out briefly, flinging his hand to his mouth in embarrassment. XD had turned to him quickly, thinking something they did must've hurt him. But George assured XD that it was fine, nervously laughing it off as needing to get used to being teleported. XD had dropped the conversation then, satisfied with his answer.

And George wasn't lying!

...He was just telling a half truth. While he DID in fact need to get used to being teleported, it wasn't the action of teleporting itself that he needed to get used to - it was the feeling that came after. He wasn't sure if it was the powers XD used to teleport them, or if it was the way XD's hands gripped him while they were being teleported, but he knew one thing for sure - whatever it was, it tickled like hell.

Now every time XD picked him up to teleport them somewhere, George had to prepare himself for the inevitable. He had been doing a pretty good job at flying under the radar, not provoking any responses from XD or alerting them of the situation that kept repeating itself.

But today was different.

While he could normally control his reactions, he was on edge already from XD's constant prods and pokes. XD had teleported them to the mushroom biome because George wanted to collected mushrooms for a stew he had planned on making tomorrow to make a weeks worth of dinners. The smaller mortal wasn't entirely sure if XD was bored or just in a playful mood, but they had continuously appeared out of seemingly nowhere to squeeze at his sides or dig into his ribs for a few seconds before he would disappear again, leaving George flustered, giggling and very blushy.

So when XD had announced they should teleport back home at the end of the day, George didn't think twice before booking it across the biome.

He heard XD call out his name from behind him with confusion, but George couldn't bring himself to worry about that now. He cackled nervously as he turned his head slightly to see XD making their way towards him, much quicker than George had anticipated. George squeaked when XD nearly grabbed him, their claws ghosting at the back of his shirt with a growl. However, the playful growl quickly turned into bright laughter when George nearly jumped out of his skin, screaming out anything he could think of to make XD leave him alone.

Now, George wasn't thinking clearly - he was merely in a ticklish panic. He was fully aware that he could run as fast as he could push himself, but XD could teleport anywhere they wanted in a matter of seconds. So in hindsight, he should've been more surprised when lo and behold XD appeared with a "poof" in front of him, arms spread wide open as George ran right into his grasp. He felt his wrists being grabbed and held against his chest as XD's second set of hands held onto his sides, holding him in place and gently lifting him to properly look at him.

XD smirked beneath their mask, letting George see the sharp teeth as another snicker escaped at the way the smaller boys cheeks were bright pink already.

"XD lehehet me dohown!" George kicked and pulled at his wrists, knowing full well he wasn't going anywhere unless XD let him.

"George, do you want to tell me why you don't want to go home?" XD started, already feeling their smirk turn into a full blown smile as George stuttered out excuses, clearly avoiding the actual reason.

"Cmon George, are you scared of teleporting? There's nothing to be afraid of. We've done it so many times now! Here, look," XD poked fun at George, trying to ease his mind as the God teleported them a few feet away. However, XD was caught off guard at the way George had his eyes squeezed shut and his teeth clamped down on his bottom lip, clearly holding his breath as he let it out a few seconds later. XD's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion, lookin George up and down before speaking.

"George, what....?" XD began to ask, but suddenly stopped as they quickly realized what was going on. XD took in the way George had his fists balled together, his eyes squeezed shut as he attempted to bow his head down to reach his hands, no doubt trying to cover his face. George was embarrassed. And more than embarrassed, he was very, very ticklish. XD knew exactly what was happening.

XD gave an experimental squeeze to George's sides where their bottom set of hands were currently gripping, feeling George jolt and kick out as he bit harder down on his lip to keep from laughing.

"Oh okay, I see now. It tickles you, doesn't it." George whined as XD spoke, not asking but confirming what was going on this whole time. George shook his head quickly, denying the accusations.

"N-noho don't be an idiot XD, it doesn't tic-ti...it doesn't do that!" XD couldn't help but let out a little giggle, amused at how adorable it was that George still couldn't say the word "tickle" without being embarrassed, even though this type of play was something that was incorporated frequently in the time the two spent together.

"Hmm...okay. So let's just go home then." XD smiled at sweetly at George with a shrug before teleporting them back home, grinning at the way George's face was contorted like he had just tasted something sour. The deity could tell that teleporting was doing more to George than the smaller boy had let on, so they decided to have some fun with it until XD could get George to crack.

"Oh gosh, sorry George I forgot a stack of mushrooms, one second." XD tried to sound apologetic as they quickly teleported them both back to the mushroom biome, watching as George couldn't hold back his smile anymore with a small squeak slipping out from between his teeth. XD rolled their eyes while George still had his closed, smiling at how ridiculous the boy in their arms was being.

XD took a few steps forward before gasping, letting out an over exaggerated laugh. George opened his eyes to see XD holding a stack of mushrooms in their hand, shaking their head in mock-disbelief. George let out an annoyed grunt as he realized what XD was doing.

"George I must've overlooked them! They were in my inventory the whole time! Silly me. Oh well, we can go back home now!" XD poofed them back home before George could protest, only a desperate whine pushing passed his lips as he felt the tingly feeling through his body once more.

George looked up at XD, about to beg them to let him go, but XD spoke before George had the chance.

"Wait wait, now where did I put the flowers for the garden? Darn it!" George went to scream but was cut off with another "poof", and suddenly they were back in the mushroom biome. That was when the damn finally broke loose.

"Ehex dehehehe p-plehease! No mohohore!" George spoke through his giggles, squirming and twisting in XD's grip as he felt the tingling sensation through his legs and up to his ribs. XD watched fondly as George threw his head back, laughing harder and squeezing his eyes shut as XD began to softly squeeze at his ribs.

"NOHOHO n-nohot fair!"

"Who said I was fair?" George wanted to scream back at XD about how mean they were being, but another poof and suddenly he was laughing hysterically in front of his home once more. This time though, XD quickly set him down on the ground, his back against the grass as George felt XD climb over him. A set of arms lifted George's arms above his head as the other pair continued to prod up and down his ribs, playing him like a piano. And George's laugh sounded like the most beautiful symphony.

It was only when XD made their way up into George's armpits and he screamed out his safeword that XD let him go, releasing his arms and using their four hands to help George calm down. XD ran their fingers through George's hair with one hand as the other three rubbed the ghost tickles away, allowing George's laughter to slow down into breathy giggles, his eyes still closed and his cheeks still rosey.

"Thahat was cruel, XD," George eventually spoke when his breath evened out, trying to sound annoyed but failing as a smile was still sprawled out across his face. XD laughed softly, standing up and grabbing George's hand to help him stand as well.

"I know, but I can't help it. You're just so cute when you laugh like that. You're so ticklish," XD smirked, giving George's side another poke that sent him jumping a few feet away from the God. "Besides, you're lucky I didn't go for nibbles."

George's eyes widened as he held his hands out in front of him, pointing at XD with a warning. XD held their arms up with a guilty sounding giggle, the bottom set returning under their cloak to show George that they were done.

"I'll get you back, I hope you know that." George mumbled with a yawn as he allowed XD to scoop him up in their arms, making their way back into George's house and to his bedroom. XD set George down on his bed, watching fondly as George's eyes immediately closed.

"Yeah, yeah." XD replied, laughing quietly. They felt a slight tug on their cloak, looking down to see George pulling at it. The deity audibly cooed at the smaller boy under the covers, smiling as they sat down on the bed next to George. They allowed George to curl up in their arms under their cloak, using it as a blanket. His face rested against XD's chest, quickly falling asleep to the soft purring from the God below him.

XD allowed themself to close their eyes as well, smiling as they thought about the events of today. They had decided that this was one of their favorite days spent with George, and XD couldn't wait for more days like this.

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omg Emma my love I am literally writing this with my eyes half-closed but I was thinking of sending you a prompt AND!!!!!!! This is ur free pass to write a fluffy (angsty is fine w me too tbh, you know the drill LMAO) one-shot post My Inferno 🤩🤩🤩 like maybe after they get married or smt… idk… kehdjsjdjsjdjs would simply combust tbh ILY 🥺🥺❤️❤️ ty for being a blessing to the royai community, u a real one my dude 🥰🥰💕💕

eri omg ur too kind and tytyty for giving me a push to return to this fic 💖💕💓 i've been rereading it all week and it's been the best time!! this ask has brought me so much joy, inspiration, and motivation to write for royai again which i cannot thank u enough for

i hope u enjoy this wee oneshot for this au :) i went for some soft royai (bc obvs ofc i did 😌) bc its what these two deserve. supportive, happy, and unburdened royai is a fantastic royai

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stay and burn forever - a oneshot sequel to My Inferno

summary: roy and riza finally get their honeymoon after a year of touring

rated: t | words: 2673

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The mountain air was crisp and fresh as it caressed the skin of Riza's face. It was invigorating and so different from the air in Central City, where she lived. The coolness of it in the morning light caused a shiver to ripple down her spine, so she tugged her cardigan tighter around herself to be further protected as she enjoyed the view.

The sun had risen a few hours ago and it was currently lazily making its way across the clear, bright, blue sky. There was not a cloud to be seen, contributing to the chill of the morning, however Riza didn’t mind. It was so different from the vistas she’d been used to for the past year. The trees, plants, and fresh air were a welcome change from sprawling cities and artificial lights seen through glass from high-rise hotels.

Hayate hurried out onto the deck after her before she could close the sliding door on him. After sniffing around the tables and chairs laid out to the right he darted to the left and down the steep set of stairs to the small grass covered area to frolic and explore. Riza chuckled as she watched him go. He was getting older, but you wouldn’t think it by looking at him. Right now he had the energy of a puppy as he hopped down the stairs and ran around the grass, jumping into the small patches of snow which had yet to melt in the shaded parts of the garden.

The deck she was stood on was raised about ten feet of the ground, as was the cabin, which was her temporary home. It wrapped around the back of the cabin, a wooden railing following its path, giving them views in almost every direction. They were atop the treeline in the valley beyond, as the ground continued to dip past the boundaries of the garden. Looking outward, the valley stretched out long before Riza. She could see right down it to the mountains which marked its end. They jutted out of the lush greenery thriving on the valley floor, making a magnificent panorama for Riza to appreciate as she sipped her morning coffee. It was a morning routine she could definitely get used to.

Birdsong filled the air as the breeze lazily made its way through the trees, rustling their branches and leaves, sounding almost like a distant waterfall. The river she’d walked to yesterday after arriving appeared to be close, however far enough from the cabin that it was simply a quiet rumble, drowned out now by the wind. A buzzing bee flew past her head and down to the plants below. Colour burst from the planters thanks to the new, fresh buds, ready to flourish now it was spring. For a few minutes she watched the bee go about its task of collecting nectar.

Her small haven for the next two weeks was picturesque. It was secluded and left Riza with such an immense feeling of peace. There was no work to do, no deadlines to meet. No one was badgering her with offers and there were no obligations to do interviews or any other kind of media events. She was happy to do these things and it came with her job, but it had been a long year touring and promoting her album, and the idea that she could simply lie in bed all day if she really, truly wanted to sounded like heaven. It was refreshing. A break from the stress and demands of performing. There was no one to demand her attention –

Hayate barked as he tried to play with the birds swarming the bird feeders hanging on the tree at the bottom of the garden. Well, perhaps there was one person to demand her attention. The poor guy, he’d caused them to scatter in fright in his attempt to make friends. His tail slowly stopped wagging and he whined as he looked up into the tree, now bare and vacated by the small birds.

“You scared them away, Hayate,” Riza called to him. He looked distressed as he looked over at her and let out another whine, making her smile at his antics. He must not have been too put out though because his nose returned to the ground and he scampered off to follow another scent.

She sighed happily to herself as the sliding door opened behind her. The noise was quiet and her guest didn’t speak a word but even still, Riza found it difficult not to smile at the announcement of company. Arms wrapped around Riza’s midsection from behind. They held her tight and gave her body a quick squeeze in greeting.

“Good morning, Mrs. Mustang,” came a sleepy voice.

Riza relaxed back into Roy’s hold and smiled to herself. “Who’s she? That’s not my name, Roy.”

He hummed as he pressed his nose into her hair. It brushed against the skin behind her ear before he moved to press his cheek against hers. “She’s my wife. The light of my life. She’s the wonderful woman who owns my heart and soul and has a phenomenal singing voice. She just finished her first tour a few days ago and smashed it out of the park. Does that sound like anyone familiar to you?”

“Maybe.” Riza grinned as she spun in Roy’s hold. He easily relented and let her move but kept her caged within his arms.

He still looked tired, like she probably did too, however the smile on his face was filled with tenderness and love. His eyes were alert as he took her in, roving over her face as he cupped her cheeks gently within his palms.

“Good,” Roy replied, “because it’s you.” His head dipped and he kissed her, stealing away her breath like he did every time. “Good morning, Riza. My wife.”

“Morning, Roy,” she nearly sighed, breathless from such a welcome greeting. Then, she giggled. “My husband.”

It still felt like a dream, being able to call him that. The past year had been a whirlwind of activity that it was difficult to process sometimes, but he was always there. He was her rock, just like always. Steadfast, never failing, and not going anywhere soon, just like she was for him.

The dark circles which had been prominent beneath Roy’s eyes for the past few months were slowly starting to recede, but they were still there. The long hours working, helping her with whatever she needed and guiding her through her first tour, plus travelling had taken its toll on them both, so this was their chance to recover. A quiet, cosy mountain retreat together was exactly what they both needed, so they were going to make the most of it.

Riza ran her hands down Roy’s chest, lowering her gaze so her eyes could follow the same path, coming to a stop so she could fiddle with the drawstrings of his hoodie.

She didn’t miss how he shuddered beneath her ministrations either.

“What if I want you to be Mr. Hawkeye?”

“Riza, I will be anyone you want me to be.” He pecked her cheek, shooting her his trademark boyish grin.

Of course, he would. He’d give her the moon and the stars if she asked him to and the knowledge of that made her stomach flutter.

“I thought you would have slept longer,” Riza commented as he came to stand and rest against the railing by her side. He’d slipped a hoodie on over the t-shirt he’d slept in to protect against the chill, and it was too cold to go barefoot. Riza had quickly pulled trainers on in case she needed to clean up after Hayate or she wanted to play with him, but Roy had borrowed her slippers. The pale-yellow footwear must be enough to keep his toes warm because he wasn’t wearing any socks.

“I couldn’t sleep without you by my side.”

“I was gone for about five minutes.”

Roy shrugged unapologetically. “I noticed. And I stand by my original statement.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

A reassuring kiss was pressed against her temple as Roy wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “Don’t worry about that. Ever. As I said before, I’m more than happy to rise early at the same time as you. It gives me more time in the day to spend with you after all,” he quipped. He’d said the same thing to her before, what felt like a lifetime ago.

Riza shook her head fondly and leaned her head against his shoulder as they both watched Hayate run around below them. “I like that too. But you do need to rest.”

“We both do,” he countered.

“Yes, but –”

“Riza,” he interrupted gently, shooting her a soft smile. “Every minute spent with you is worth it. Every minute of sleep we both lost over the past year was worth it, and it continues to be the same now.” He squeezed her shoulders in a side hug. “You don’t need to worry about me. This is our two weeks to rest, and I’ll do everything in my power to ensure it’s what we both deserve. Now that we even have a minute to do such a thing as relax,” he joked, causing Riza to laugh tiredly beside him.

Roy turned her so they were both facing one another.

“I’m extremely proud of you but right now, it’s just me and you. Just Roy and Riza.” He lifted a hand to brush her fringe away from her eyes with a tender touch, stroking her cheek with his thumb before his hand dropped to his side once more. “Right here, we’re a simple husband and wife who love each other very much. No albums, no tours, and no record labels. Just me and you.”

Riza felt her breath hitched as wetness clouded her eyes. Roy’s were the same as he gazed adoringly at her.

“I’m happy to rise with you at whatever time so we can face and enjoy the day together.”

She was so lucky. So grateful for him and his relentless drive to support and assist her in pursuing and achieving her dreams. To give it his all and cheer her on. To love her and try to give her everything he thought she deserved and more, just like she always wished to do for him.

Riza couldn’t wait to return the favour when it was his turn to tour.

They both met in the middle for a passionate, loving kiss.

“I love you, Roy. Thank you.”

“Love you too, Riza,” he grinned.

The sounds of the morning settled around them as they enjoyed the simple peace and quiet.

Now her tour was finished it was a relief. It had been a massive success. It had surpassed all of her expectations and blown them all out of the water. Riza had been baffled by the reception she’d received from fans, but Roy had simply smirked knowingly. It was maddening, but in a good way. He was her biggest fan and supporter. His never-ending faith and belief in her gave Riza strength and motivated her. He’d attended every show with her and had helped settle her nerves before she stepped out onto the stage in front of thousands of people. As soon as her set finished he was right there waiting in the wings, ready to welcome her into his arms with a kiss which weakened Riza at the knees.

She was so lucky to have him. She loved him with everything she had, and even saying that never felt enough. There were not enough words in the world to properly profess how deep her love and appreciation for Roy Mustang went. She’d told him as much, revealing he felt the same.

So, she often did it in song.

Riza had lost count of the number of lyrics she’d written or ideas she’d had which were drawn from her experiences with Roy and which were dedicated to how much she loved and adored her husband. The world may never know, but Riza made sure Roy did.

“This place is wonderful, Roy.” Riza sighed in contentment as she shifted against her husband to move closer to him.

He hummed in agreement. “I’m glad you think so. I’m glad I picked well.”

“You picked very well. It was a lovely surprise.”

He beamed at her. “I did say that one day I would whisk you off to a log cabin somewhere in the mountains where no one would bother us, didn’t I?”

Riza chuckled. “You did, yes.”

She couldn’t believe how long ago that was. She would call it a distant memory, but it was also the day Roy proposed, so she’d never forget it. That day stood out in her mind with startling clarity.

“So, this is a great start to our honeymoon?”

Riza craned her neck to look up at him suspiciously. “To start our honeymoon? Just what else have you got planned, Mr. Hawkeye?”

A mischievous grin lit up his face as his eyes sparkled with glee. “Well, it was a long time coming. I’ve had a long time to think. The tour put it on hold for us, which wasn’t a problem,” he quickly reassured her. “I’ve had the best time touring with you and I forgot how fun it could be when you do it with the ones you love,” he grinned. “You’ve worked so hard for so long and I’m so, soproud of all you’ve achieved. You deserve all the rest and relaxation in the world after that alone, not to mention a way to celebrate the end to your first tour.”

Riza blinked up at him. “This sounds like we’ll be busy for a while.”

Roy winked at her. “Of course. Only the best for us. So,” he started, straightening his spine and holding out a closed fist so he could count off on his fingers. “This is our honeymoon.” He lifted one finger. “Then we’ve got to celebrate the end of your tour separately from this.” He lifted a second finger. “And I still need to hold up on my promise of us going to a cabin in the mountains for a week so I can sequester you away from the world and we can be alone and undisturbed.”

Her head tipped back as she laughed. “Are you going to kidnap me away from the world?”

“I might have to in order to spend time with my wife.” His smile turned wolfish. “You’re so brilliant and successful, so in demand, that I may need to make such a bold statement in order to gain your attention and affection.”

“You could of course just ask me.”

“Ah, I could,” he agreed emphatically, eyes twinkling with amusement. “But where is the fun in that?”

A thrill ignited itself within Riza’s stomach, causing a wide smile to spread across her face. Her excitement and joy must have been infectious because Roy returned it eagerly.

“Let’s make all the future plans together, Riza,” he breathed, dropping all his jokes. Amusement was replaced with excitement and enthusiasm at the prospect of their future together.

“I would be more than happy to do that with you, Roy.” She stepped into him, wrapping her arms around his neck so she could toy with strands of his hair. “And I would drop everything for you in a second if you asked, you know that, right? You don’t need grand gestures to gain my attention.”

She laughed at his playful pout. Riza kissed it away, causing Roy to react instantly and hold her even tighter.

“I adore how you keep me on my toes, but I will always have time for you, no matter how busy we get.”

“I love you so much, Riza,” he murmured before captivating her in a bruising kiss.

“I love you too, Roy. Let’s do it. Let’s make all the memories and go on all the adventures. I can’t wait to do it all with you.”

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Hiii Mushie!! I wish you luck on breaking your block :(

For your small drabble thing how about lee dream and ler George with plead ^_^

emma my beloved thank u 🥺 my lee!dream loving ass just immediately got an idea for “plead” so thank you for requesting this 😎

word / prompt thing from this post! 💘

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“G-George come on, don’t dohoho this.” the brunette could see the blush slowly filling Dream’s cheeks as he looked up at him from below, George straddling his waist and smirking as the blonde kept a light grip on his hands that were patiently waiting against Dream’s stomach.

“Don’t do what?! I’m not even doing ANYTHING, idiot.” Dream let out a frustrated huff as the older boy let out a brief cackle at his own sass. The heat in his cheeks began to spread down his neck, no doubt turning his ears bright red as well.

“Yeah, that’s the issue!” the blonde continued to whine, pathetically kicking out his legs a few times against the bed to further prove his frustrations. George’s fingers skimmed over Dream’s stomach once, twice. The younger boy let out a strangled yelp as he squeezed his eyes shut, only to let out a louder, higher pitched whine when the feeling was suddenly gone again.

“I don’t know what you mean, Dreamie,” George giggled quietly, watching the blush continuing to grow darker as Dream realized where the situation was headed. “First you’re saying don’t, now you’re complaining because I’m not doing anything? This is all too confusing for me, Dream.”

“Ugh, George I- well I- You know!” Dream groaned, hands flying up to cover his face. “You know what I mean!”

“I don’t know anything if you don’t tell me. So unless you are trying to ask for something, I guess we can just continue to sit like this?” George raised an eyebrow as he watched Dream lower his hands slowly, silently fighting with himself about if he should give in or continue to be stubborn. When he saw the younger fling his hands back to his face, he already knew what Dream had chosen. He let out another chuckle, making Dream fling his hands back down with another frustrated groan and a not-so-intimidating glare.

“George.”

“Dream.”

“…”

“Go on, Dream.”

“Okay okay,” the blonde began to squirm slightly, refusing to meet George’s gaze as he continued. “Can you please just….can you please just do it?”

“I don’t know what ‘it’ is, Dream. Gonna have to elaborate.” George smirked as Dream finally met his gaze, properly giving in to what he wants most.

“Please? Please tickle me?” Dream eventually pleaded, not able to keep up his stubborn facade any longer.

“Your wish is my command, Dreamlee. If it’s tickles you want, it’s tickles you get.”

And with that, George squeezed up Dream’s sides, causing him to arch off the bed with a wheeze. He collapsed back down into the covers, squirming and laughing his little heart out. George’s hands found their way to his tummy, skittering his nails over the warm skin there as Dream shrieked, thrashing and kicking and laughing hysterically- and loving every second of it.