Leave a “Kill Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character killing another.
Husband and Wife
M. Thenardier/Mme. Thenardeir
[Cute bed cuddling fluff. My friend asked me to write this for her and I liked how it came out so I’d share!]
She had been so happy to have Tristan offer to show her around the city. Now that the tournament was over, things were calm enough that she could have a relaxing look around Domino and now that the day was over they were riding the train back to her home together. It had been a long day of running around and sightseeing and it had taken a lot out of her. She yawned, smiling sleepily at Tristan. She wanted to thank him again, but she somehow found herself dozing off. It seemed like only a moment later she felt something moving her. Her eyes fluttered open to find she was in Tristan’s arms his face was slightly pink as he carried her. “T-Tristan!?” She said in a flustered tone.
“Oh s-sorry. I was trying not to wake you! Sorry!!” Tristan set her down gently and rubbed the back of his neck.
“I-it’s okay. Thank you.” She smiled, “For everything.” standing on her tiptoes, she kissed him gently on the cheek and went inside her house, leaving Tristan standing dumbfounded.
peppermintcakes asked you:
You didn’t give me a prompt sooo… WEDDING TIME!
Claire Stanfield, or rather Felix Walkin as he would call himself, stood in front of the mirror adjusting and readjusting his suit. He ran his fingers through his wily red locks, pushing them out of his face, though a few fell back down. It would seem not a single part of this man was easily tamed, though he found he didn’t mind the look and left the strays in place.
“How do I look, Firo?” He asked, turning to his friend.
“You look fine.” Firo said, rolling his eyes, “Why did ya even ask? It’s not like ya care what my answer is.”
Firo stretched, giving another yawn as he groggily pulled his suspenders into place. Rubbing the last bits of sleep from his eyes, he smell the air. Something was cooking and it smelled great! He wandered out of his room to see Ennis standing in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron and stirring whatever the contents of the pan in front of her happened to be.
“Mornin’” Firo said, smiling.
“Good morning Firo. Did you sleep well?” She too wore a soft smile. She was so cute Firo’s heart jumped.
“Yeah. Y’know, Ennis, you don’t have to cook for me. You can do whatever ya want now…”
“I know that Firo.” She laughed a little at his reaction, “I want to cook for you.”
‘She wants to cook for me?’ Firo thought to himself, trying not to get too excited.
“Besides.” She added. “It’s for Czes as well.”
He’d nearly forgotten that Czeslaw was living with them. No wonder his romance was moving along at a snails pace. A voice in the back of his mind that, had he not known better, could have been mistaken for Claire, piped in to tease him, but he brushed it off. He had a lot of reason for moving so slowly and Ennis was worth waiting forever.
“It’s ready.” She said, placing three plates on the small kitchen table.
“Thanks. For everything.” Firo said.
“No need to thank me. I’m happy to do what I can for my family.” Ennis replied. Having people to call a family, people she cared for meant the world to her. She would do anything for Firo and Czeslaw. She was about the move to wake Czes when she suddenly felt Firo’s arms clumsily wrap around her slender form. “F-firo?” She flushed unsure of what was going on.
“I- I uh…” Firo could have sworn he’d thought out what he was going to say just then, but the words flew out the window as soon as Ennis was in his arms, looking at him with that adorable expression of confusion. Gathering his composure as quickly as possible he said the first thing that came to mind, “Just makin’ sure you know how much I appreciate you…”
“Thank you Firo.” Ennis was still a little pink as she went to retrieve Czes for breakfast with their family.
She had finally realized her feelings… No… That wasn’t exactly accurate. She’d always known about her feelings, it was just now that’d she’d admitted them to herself. What was she supposed to do with them though? There really was no way to go about saying something to that lunkhead without embarrassing herself. Besides, she knew what kind of man he was. He was too… independent for love. If he loved anyone at all it was Julia and though she held no ill will toward Julia… She also knew she could never compare. Maybe she should just run away. Maybe she was in too deep. Her heart was actually invested in these people… all of them. If she ran away then at least it would be her abandoning them and not the other way around. If it was on her terms it would hurt less.
She left her room, heading straight for the Redtail. Her head was everywhere but where she was at the very moment and that’s why she ran into him. “Watch it!” She yelled before looking at Spike. She had figured it was him she’d run into, but for some reason seeing him after everything she was thinking just then made her at a loss for words.
“You watch it!” He yelled back, but then he noticed her expression and his eyes narrowed. “And where are you off to?”
“W-where do you think?” She’s lost her thought momentarily, but she wasn’t going to act so obvious.
“The casino to gamble away all our money?” Of course that’s where he would guess. It was their usual back and fourth. She was the only one here who felt like something was different.
“Good guess.” And with that she started to walk again. Spike’s arm reaching out and grabbing hers made her jump.
“You’re a pretty awful liar sometimes…” He said.
“Why does it really matter where I’m going. Shouldn’t you just be celebrating that I’m going at all?”
“It would be short lived. You always come back.” Spike shrugged his shoulder.
“What if I didn’t…?”
There was silence in the air for a moment before Spike spoke up again, his voice as casual as ever, “Then I guess that’s your choice.”
Of course he didn’t try to stop her. Why would he? She never had any idea what was going on underneath all the stupid fuzzy hair of his anyway. Was he lying? Or did he really just care that little…?
“Faye.” He said, poking her in the forehead to snap her away from her thoughts, “You’re not walking or saying anything. You’re just standing there looking stupid.”
“Shut up!” Her cheeks gained a bit of color.
“Listen.” Spike said, turning his back on her and starting down the hallway, “I’ll see you around.”
That wasn’t a goodbye. Did he… want her to come back? Her lips curved into a small smile. Maybe he didn’t love her… She guessed that didn’t really matter. He expected her to come back. He knew her faults and she knew his. In their own dysfunctional way, they cared about each other. She supposed she would come back. This time at least.
“See ya, Spike.” She said, smiling to herself as she made her way to her ship.
Hope that was okay! ghskljgh Though really, the person who asked for this has GOT to be one of two people… lol
I- I ship this and I don’t even know how this is gonna go down…
Someone is just sitting behind their computer trying to trip me up and thinking of all the crakiest pairings from Mirai Nikki for me to try to write aren’t they? lol
Now I feel like I have to preface that I’m lazy, so this is gonna be set in the third world between third world Yomotsu and third world Minene. She is conveniently free since second world her is with third world Nishijima after all… lol
Why did no one else seem to see just how much this city needed him? The streets cried out with a need for JUSTICE and Yomotsu Hirasaka was just the man to serve it to them. Yes, there was no one better suited for this task than he was. Donning his ‘heroic’ costume and with everything he’d learned from his many great heroes, he would swiftly clean up these dirty city streets.
He jumped out of an alleyway and struck a rather, in his opinion, dashing and heroic pose, just before he heard the sound of an explosion not too terribly far off. “My justice is needed!” He shouted aloud as the dashed in the direction he’d heard the explosion come from.
Meanwhile, not too far away. Minene Uryuu sprinted away from the building she’d just blown to pieces. She grinned, rather proud of her own work as she glanced over her shoulder to make sure those annoying cops weren’t tailing her. She turned to face forward when she spotted, a little too late, the biggest freak she’d ever seen in her life heading straight for her. She tried her best to turn and avoid him, but they collided.
“Watch it!” She shouted, trying to scramble back to her feet as quickly as she could.
“Hold it right there!!!” The strange freak in the bizarre getup shouted. “You’re quite the suspicious person, running away from that explosion!!”
First she could hardly believe her eyes, now she could hardly believe her ears. Was this guy for real? She tried not to get too caught up in wondering what was wrong with this guy; she had places to be and cops to escape. Unfortunately for her, the guy grabbed onto her arm with a surprisingly tight grip and pushed her back to the ground she’d just gotten up from.
“Get off!!!” She struggled. She was hardly in the mood to put up with this crap.
“More and more suspicious by the second!!” Yomotsu announced to her, planting himself on top of her to trap her more properly.
“You’re the one dressed like that!! If anyone’s suspicious, it’s you! Now let me GO!” Minene tried to struggle out from his grip, but it didn’t seem to do her any good. The last thing she wanted was to be caught like this. That would just be embarrassing!
“Don’t try to twist this around! I’m clearly a vigilante of justice!!!” Yomotsu said, leaning his face close to the culprit’s. Well, leaning where a face should have been in closer. From Minene’s point of view it was just a weird red target getting way too close.
This guy’s chest was actually starting to press down on hers. She felt her face turn red, a mixture of embarrassment, anger, and mostly frustration brewing inside her. She wriggled her arm as much as she could until she finally managed to free it from his grasp, promptly punching him as hard as she could in the face.
Yomotsu was surprised by the sudden assault and loosened his grip just enough for Minene to get herself free and make a break for it. He listened to her footsteps growing more and more distant as the culprit, or at least who he assumed to be the culprit escaped.
Yomotsu was more than a little disappointed in himself for letting her get away so easily. Still, he couldn’t help but think that she was quite the woman. Was she destined to be his mortal adversary? He rubbed the side of his face through his mask where she’d landed that punch on him. Too bad too. If she turned to the side of justice, he could really fall for a girl like her.
I did my best! orz
Did I ever mention that I really love Twelfth? Because I fucking love Twelfth.
Okay! Let’s get cracking! Haha!
Akise Aru smiled at Yuno from across the table. He smiled in spite of the intensity of the glare she seemed to be attempting to burn into him. It was a little funny how things had turned out. Mao, Hinata, and Kousaka had all managed to be late and Yukki excused himself to go to the restroom, most likely to escape the tense atmosphere created by Yuno and Aru being in the same room. Yuno had tried to follow Yukki, but he assured her over and over that he would be right back so she reluctantly sat at the table alone with Aru.
A rivalry over love was a funny thing in Aru’s mind. It wasn’t as if he ever really thought of himself as a person Yukki would love or be with, it wasn’t as though he was really competition at all for Yuno in that respect. Still, ever since he’d made his feelings for Yukiteru clear, Yuno had stared at him with all the hatred she could muster.
“You seem upset Gasai. Is something wrong?” His smile grew slightly condescending as he spoke. Yuno’s eyes narrowed, but she refused to speak. Still, he was satisfied to have hit a nerve, regardless of how easy it might have been. “If you’re feeling under the weather, I could walk you home.”
Yuno opened her mouth to reply; the look on her face being one of utter disgust, but her disposition was forced to change when Yukki returned to the table. “Yukki!!” She said with forced cheeriness.
Yuki smiled and apologized for taking so long before sitting.
“I don’t think Gasai’s feeling well.” Akise said.
“What? Yuno, is that true? Are you okay?” Yukki turned to her looking concerned.
“I’m fine Yukki! Really! Akise’s worried about nothing!” The last few words came out a bit more venomously than they should have. Her fist was clenched so tightly now, that Aru could see her knuckles turning white.
The look of concern on Yukki’s face didn’t ease. “Are you sure?”
Aru didn’t feel quite like giving up today. He continued to smile at Yuno, enjoying getting on her nerves much more than a person as logical as him should enjoy such a thing. He stood up and walked around to the other side of the table, being so bold as to press the back if his hand against Yuno’s forehead. “She feels warm. I knew it. You should go home and get some rest Gasai.”
Yuno’s face turned red with anger, but Yukki piped in and said, “You look pretty red Yuno… Maybe you should go home.”
“I’ll walk her home for you Yukiteru.” Akise smiled, almost impishly.
“A-are you sure?” Yukki felt a little uneasy all of a sudden.
“I’d rather-” Yuno started to say, but Aru cut her off.
“You stay here. The others are bound to show up eventually. I’ll be back once I make sure Gasai is home safe and sound.”
“Okay.” Yukki smiled and nodded at his suggestion.
Yuno wanted very badly to protest, but she was already on thin ice with Yukki. The last thing she wanted to do was misstep and lose him. Gritting her teeth, she forced and grateful smile and walked out of the small cafe with Aru. They only walked a few steps before her expression dropped and she wore a quite unpleasant grimace.
“Yukki seems to want the best for you.” Aru observed.
“Shut up.” Yuno hissed.
Akise, to Yuno’s surprise, laughed jovially at her reply. “You know. I’m almost tempted to say that you’re cute Gasai.”
Yuno stopped dead in her tracks and glared daggers into Aru’s back. “Don’t mess with me.” She spat in a deep and serious tone.
“I’m being honest.” Akise said, paying her glare no mind at all.
The urge to kill him swelled up inside her, but she and Aru both knew that Yukki would not be pleased if he turned up dead after leaving alone with her. Yuno’s anger even showed in the short sharp way she was breathing. He had trapped her. He was messing with her. The nails of her hand, which was still balled into a tight fist, started digging into her palm.
“Follow me Gasai. I have to get you home safe~” Aru called to her from up ahead.
Bluh. That was’t much, I’m sorry. u.u
This pairing was SOOO hard to write IDK
lol Hope it’s okay in some way at least! XP
Hinata was always surprised when she found herself thinking about Yukki a little too often for a little too long. She wondered sometimes why that was, did she like him? That was silly. Yukki was her friend, sure, but liking him as anything more then that would have been stupid. Didn’t he say that Yuno was his girlfriend? As if she could compete with that. She felt herself flushing as she thought about that; as if she needed to!? Thinking about this was starting to irritate her. She sighed heavily and rested her head on her desk, trying to go back to paying attention to the teacher’s boring lecture.
Apparently she had been zoned out for longer than she’d realized, because suddenly class was over and everyone was getting ready to go home. ‘Wow,’ she thought to herself, ‘Where did the time go?’
As if to answer her question, or at the very least as a way for the world to mock her, a surprising voice spoke up behind here, “Are you okay, Hinata? You looked sorta distant in class today.”
“I uh…” Her face probably turned redder than she would have wanted it to, but fortunately, even the ever observant Yukiteru seemed not to notice. “Haha it’s nothing! Just thinking about… Stuff!” Wow how transparent was that? She could almost feel Mao’s eyes trying to figure out the situation from across the room.
‘There’s no way you have a crush on Yukki, Hinata. Stop being weird. He’s a friend, but that’s all!’ She tried her best to tell herself that. ‘Just a friend, just a friend.’ She sighed and tried to change the subject, “Why don’t we all hang out today?”
Yukki’s eyes widened with delight and his cheeks flushed pink, not that this was an uncommon reaction for Yukki to have. Hinata caught herself thinking that he was actually really cute.
Kousaka, Mao, and Akise joined them as usual and of course they all had a good time. Still, Hinata felt more apprehensive around Yukki than usual, though she was pretty sure everyone BUT Yukki noticed… Well probably not Kousaka either… But still… Even if she did like Yukki, they were better off as friends. She was a bit sad, though. When they first met she did think that maybe Yukki could liked her and she never would have thought that she would like him. Who would have thought it would have ended up the other way around?
Regardless of his feelings or even of her own, she liked spending time with all of these people and she was sure that as long as she lived, she would do everything she could to protect her friends, now that they were all she had left. As long as she lived, she would take care of Akise, that idiot; Kousaka, Mao, and especially Yukiteru.
Sorry for typos, and OOC-ness and anthing else bad about it. Typing on an iPad is still a pain.
*EDIT: Fixed all the typos I could find from parents comp! <3
fef needs some cheering up :3 She had a bad day for reasons and somebody awkward needs to give her a hug
cA: hey fef
cA: is somethin the matter
cA: wwhats wwrong
cC: Just )(ad a really bad day…
cC: 38( -Everyt)(ing just seemed to go wrong.
cA: anythin i can do about it
cA: if you need somethin i can come there and help or do somethin from here
cA: wwhat happened
cC: Could you just maybe come to see me?
cC: I’m feeling pretty carpy…
cA: is not really the time for those fish puns
cC: Glub. 38(
cA: ill be right there
cA: just wwait wwhere you are
cC: Okay. T)(anks -Eridan.
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Immediately after that conversation Eridan went out of his way to push aside his own usual melodrama to go see Fef. It was unusual for the bubbly heiress to be upset like this. She didn’t usually let things get to her, or at least she didn’t come to him about it when they did. When he got there, his mind was flooded with second thoughts and he almost turned around to leave. In the end though, he couldn’t. She was always there for him when he came to her about his dramatic bull and it was his turn to be there for her. Maybe doing this would show her that he wasn’t so bad! Maybe her feelings would start to flush a little more red too…
As soon as he entered the room, Feferi’s dismay was evident from the look on her face. He grasped desperately for something to say, but found no words. Words, however seemed to be unnecessary. The moment Feferi spotted him she rushed over and wrapped her arms around him. Eridan’s face flushed purple and he tried not to be too delighted by his moirail’s displeasure. His arms shakily raised and found their way around her forming an awkward, but supportive embrace.
Fef released him and smiled. It was a warm, genuine smile and Eridan found himself feeling somewhat flustered.