Character: Ritsu

Character: Ritsu

Age: 18

Gender: male

Powers?: none but he has a knack for healing faster than he should be able to and he’s smarter than most geniuses combined. He’s also a great guesser can figure out what’ll probably happen even in situations where no one can see that outcome, it makes for a-lot of angry people around him.

Description:

Ritsu is really lazy, he’s the type to look for the best outcome and how to get there but then not do it if he doesn’t have to be the one to do it. He will stare people down just because they are there and he doesn’t care if they get uncomfortable.

He has random bursts of “let’s get up and be active” so one moment he’s laying down complaining that he had to get up and the next he’s darting off of a building because “why not”.

He’s quick to get in trouble because of the way he acts but wether it’s intentional or not depends on his mood. As lazy as he is he’s also a piece of crap if you haven’t caught his attention or he likes you.

Is the type to stare you down with a “I don’t care” face and tell you that your dumb (even if you are considered a genius) because he’s smarter while a smirk makes its way into his face.

Loves chocolate will literally grab the chocolate out of your hands if he’s in the mood for some and won’t care that your yelling at him.

If he likes you enough or feels comfortable with you enough he will randomly pull up and just be there. Oh you were sitting minding your business? Well now he’s laying his head on your lap sleeping. Your standing around talking to your friends? Well now he’s behind you leaning his head on you, maybe even wrapping his arms around you in a kinda hug. Your yelling at someone? Well he’s just chilling staring you down from a random seat he pulled up.

He’s the type to not only fall asleep at random (even standing up and magically not fall) but the type to just HAVE things. Like your talking to him (more like talking and he’s listening) you blink for ONE second and now he has a Nintendo switch in his hands that you KNOW he didn’t have on him. It confuses most who meet him but it works lol

Hair:

fluffy white, does a swoosh thing at the ends.

Clothes: baggy black sweatshirt like top black-blue jeans with chains coming off the right side.

Face: piercing almost black eyes Carrie’s a resting deadpan look

“Jungkook still likes to rile you up, he just can’t help it. Especially now when you and him are living together, he can’t help but act up from time to time just to experience the thrill of being punished.”

~ Requested by a lovely anonie ~

Pairing: CEO!Jungkook x f.Reader

Genre: Smut, established relationship!AU

Warnings: brat!Jungkook, sub!Jungkook, dom!Reader, BDSM, clear D/s roles, goddess as a title, Kook wears a leather harness with arm restraints & leather booty shorts, anal play, rimjob, use of a buttplug, anal fingering, rough pegging, hair pulling, spanking, choking, sexual mind games (it’s good stuff), licking (you’ll know what I mean with that), multiple forced orgasms, belly bulging, there is also a hint of good boy!Kook in here, and the softest most loving aftercare ever

Wordcount: 12.4k 

a/n: It is finally here. Part Two to Bratty! I hope this is what you had imagined dear anonie! I most definitely had lots of fun writing it, tbfh I had too much fun because that shit will haunt me for life 🥴 I mean it, this story controls my brain now ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵃˡˢᵒ ˡᵒʷᵏᵉʸ ʳᵉᵐᶦⁿᵈˢ ᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵃᵒˡ ᶜᵒᵘᵖˡᵉ ᶦ ˢᵃᵈ 🤧😩💕

You come home to unfolded laundry. It wasn’t your turn to fold them but that of your boyfriend. Said boyfriend was currently not in the living room with you and the laundry he was supposed to fold. You know what that means. Jungkook never – never – abandons a good pile of laundry voluntarily unless he wants to rile you up. 

You sigh and drop your bag on the sofa. 

“I’m home!” you call out. 

He won’t answer you. He normally comes running at the sound of your voice to greet you according to your rules. One tight hug and a loving smooch to the lips. 

This evening you know that he won’t answer you because he knows that it annoys you oh so perfectly. 

You sigh again. Oh, he is playing with fire here. 

“Fine with me. Two can play this game. I’m just gonna make myself something to eat”, you murmur under your breath and take on your journey to the kitchen. You need to come down from the stress of work before making time for your boyfriend first. If you don’t, you will actually grow mad at him and take it out on him and he doesn’t deserve that. 

Jungkook cooked something for you, which was nice and lovely, but he left the kitchen in a complete mess. 

You groan. 

He really thought of everything, didn’t he? Nothing gets you angrier than a messy kitchen. And that is why he cleans it thoroughly on normal days, but tonight all you get is piles of dirty dishes and unwiped counters. 

Oh he’s good. He is dangerously good. The sight is able to send annoyance through your veins. Should you abandon the food and go to him straight away?

“No, food first”, you decide, “he can wait”, you murmur and open the container of food. You need nourishment after a long day at the office and the food your boyfriend made was too delicious to miss out on. 

After the meal, you open your snack drawer for a little sweet snack. You were looking forward to your favourite chocolate bar the entire day, only to end up finding the empty wrapper crumpled up in its stead.

“That’s it”, you growl, throwing the wrapper on the counter, “he’s too good. Way too good”, you grumble as you stomp off to your bedroom. 

Jungkook can keep the mansion messy or ignore your greetings, but eating your favourite chocolate bar? Ohoho this was the last stroke. Someone is asking for a good punishment. 

“Jeon Jungkook”, you barge through the door and halt. 

There he was. Your brat of a boyfriend, wearing nothing but his favourite leather harness and booty shorts that say Use Me on the back.

He is currently bent over, “looking for something on the floor” when you barge in. Like this his thighs and ass are being shown off most deliciously.

“Oh hey there baby”, he says, wiggling his ass tauntingly. 

“You ate my chocolate." 

"Did I?” he wiggles his butt and straightens up with a sensual arch of his back. He turns, giving view to the melting chocolate bar between his fingers. 

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GAME OVER.

yandere! otome game x gn! reader

— the new otome game you picked up out of sheer boredom and curiosity, the one with aesthetic visuals, a semi-cliché plot, and a cast of pretty interesting characters.

— the sadistic prefect. perpetually pissed, and a massive control freak, evident with the detentions he hands out over the smallest things like having your tie crooked, your shirt untucked, or your blazer wrinkled. everyone knows he has no mercy, no kindness. but for some reason, when it comes to you, he’s extra harsh. always handing out punishments where it’s just the two of you after school.

— the apathetic delinquent who basically runs the school. somehow he knows everything about everyone, holding blackmail over not only students, but also teachers. he’s always got bloody knuckles and cheap cigarettes in his pockets. he’s also always touching you, for some reason. whether it’s an arm over your shoulders or a hand on your waist.

— the charming upperclassman, who is on good terms with the entire student body, and every teacher’s favourite. absolutely adored and greatly respected for being the headmaster’s son. perfect attendance, perfect grades, perfect manners: a golden boy, as well as a sweet social butterfly with saccharine smiles and a honeyed tongue. well, except for when he’s always hopelessly stumbling over his words around you.

— but soon into the game, you realise there’s lots of bugs. any time you interact with an npc, you’ll never be able to find them again. as if they’ve disappeared from the game.

— even major characters start purposefully avoiding you, responding to any conversation from you with ellipses, or just ignoring you as if you did not interact with them.

— the only ones who’ll talk to you are the love interests.

— you assume it’s some weird problem in the game’s code, and try to uninstall the game so you can reinstall it later, but for some reason, the screen is frozen, refusing to let you go.

— the entire game glitches, and for a moment you think you’ve got a virus on your device, the screen entirely black and unresponsive… until you see this strange message flash open.

GAME OVER? I DON’T THINK SO, Y/N.

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I was using a tiktok filter and it was that “what are you” it scrolled around and I got “BLTTOM DADDY” 🤣

The way this has me rolling because I want to see this as a fic/ oneshot 🤣

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My #1 post of 2022

I wanna see this as a story, yandere styled or not.

Here’s an idea:

A person (the reader/y/n) an artsy person, having drawn/painted her boys (the bonten members) and hung it up on their wall.

It’s a split type art (with one side it’s their younger self and the other their older/bonten self)

One day they wake up to just discover that their living room (or bedroom since that’s where the paintings/drawings are at) is holding the Bonten crew.

And the reader is like: ‘omg omg oh my gosh, what the heck my guy?!’

While the gang is wondering: what is going on, what happened, why they’re here, and how they got there.

After a VERY confusing and borderline dangerous clear up on what’s happened (the reader explaining that they’re a story/show they watched and that they are no longer in their “world” but the readers) they try to get hooked/synced into their new life they’ve been stuck in.

Later to find out that reader is a little artsy freak who’s got them hanging on their wall, next thing you know Ran is being a tease on the matter, and the cast is just like: wth O.o.

How the story would end I have no idea lol maybe they settle Into their new life and reader ends up with one of them 🤔 maybe a little bit of lemon/smut/NSFW content to add to the mix 🧐

Seems like a good story/oneshot to meeeeee😂😍

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Cute, cute as heck 😂 🥰

Two Idiots and their Fairy (Sting x Reader x Rogue)

She/her pronouns used. It's 5,788 words. Was originally made for a fic challenge between friends. Writing List

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"So you two aren't actual twins?" (Y/n) starts, breaching the awkward atmosphere that settled into the air about 4 miles behind them. (Y/n) didn't mind being stuck with the twin dragons but being sandwiched between them with late afternoon forest ambiance was getting intimidating.

"Well, no but our powers are similar and we're the same age." Rogue started to answer, as he seemed to search his mind for a valid answer.

"It's more like a cool name because we, well..." Sting seemed to find anything but a valid answer.

"Did you think we were twins?"

"You introduced yourselves as the twin dragons, Sting Eucliffe and Rogue Cheney." (Y/n) stressed their last names to point out the obvious flaw in their introduction. "I was confused for a bit but I figured it out."

"I mean... we could've been. We.." Sting starts to gesture across (Y/n) to Rogue, his hands motioning back and forth between them.

"Don't even look alike. Exact opposites actually."

"Well that's part of the image. Intimidation." Rogue tries from (y/n)'s right, giving her a side glance.

"Right, is not seeing everything to the right of you, part of your image too." (Y/n) covers her right eye with her bangs, imitating Rogue's bangs. Said person taking immediate offense as a frown falls on his face.

"I can see-"

"No, I believe you." (Y/n) cuts off his attempt to defend himself before a laugh broke through her poker face. A pout settled on Rogue's face along with an eye-roll at the teasing.

"Okay and what's with the bag, you don't see me and Rogue carrying anything." (Y/n) scoffs at the random jab, seems there's not much of (Y/n) they can pick fun at.

"Why would you say that like it's a good thing?" (Y/n) grabs said bag from her side, waving it with purpose in their faces. "I have a lot of trust in this bag and the tools it contains to keep me safe."

"We can keep you safe." Rogue asserts.

"Oh I believe it but I'd rather keep it with me in the case you two aren't around. Right Tigers?" (Y/n) points out, eyeing their Sabretooth marks as she sets her bag aside. "Don't forget our mission here, I'm not about to get my wings clipped by your recklessness."

"Okay then, Fairy. How's communication coming then?" (Y/n) breathes in sharply at that comment. Glaring at Sting for the low blow.

"I never said my telepathy was seamless, just an option. For close quarters." (Y/n) mumbles, feeling small at the admission. Before anything more can be said a shrill growl cuts through the air, creating a cold shiver down (Y/n)'s spine as she focuses dead ahead where the sound came from. It's the cave they were looking for, a few meters ahead opening up from the side of a mountain. All semblance of the light-hearted atmosphere was gone as they focused on the task at hand. Right, Talk of a Book of Zeref, nearby town terrorized, Temporary Alliance.

"We're not going in there are we?" (Y/n) mumbles side-eyeing her companions who start walking at her voice. As though they were lost in thought previously. (Y/n) groans before continuing, "Because I'm pretty sure our teammates are back there and the crazy-creepy sound was in there, and this feels like something we should do as a team."

"We are a team, the Twin Dragon Slayers and their Little Fairy." Sting says, trying to tease but it falls flat at the serious air surrounding them. (Y/n) runs up between them again, grimacing at the title then looks at Rogue who seems to shrug in agreement.

"Well that isn't demeaning at all. Okay but you do have a plan right?"

"Simple Recon. Nothing we can't handle." Sting asserts, Rogue nods agreeing with the plan.

"Right, and if we run into cult fanatics or heaven forbid the actual demon?"

"We improvise." Sting says with a shrug, to which (Y/n) gives him a slack jaw look that he pointedly ignores. Rogue nods once again in agreement with the plan, making no move to add or amend said plan.

"Great, loving our chances. Let's walk into this big, dark, and scary cave, 'cause why not?" (Y/n) asks as they reach the cave, her voice seems to echo around in it's mouth and into the darkness of it's stomach. They all stand right outside of it for a moment before a silent message is passed between them and they enter. The farther in they walk the darker it gets as they lose the outside light, (Y/n)'s vision starts to dim and she wonders if she's the only one who cares as the other two don't seem to be worried. It isn't until (Y/n) slows and can barely see her two companions that she voices her concern in a hushed whisper. Not wanting to break the delicate silence that fell over them.

"I can't see anything in here, can one of you give me a hand here?" Immediately two things happen that (Y/n) makes sure to take note of for later teasing. From her right she feels Rogue take her hand, as to secure her place beside him. To her left, (Y/n) is momentarily so blinded that she takes her left hand to shield her eyes. Her right hand is preoccupied. When she drops it she sees Sting raising one of his hands, a ball of translucent light enveloping it as he proudly looks around at his work.

"Oh don't look so smug, you're just a glorified flashlight." (Y/n) immediately says, wanting to keep Sting's Ego at an appropriate level. He grumbles a bit at the jab.

"Funny way of saying thank you- Why are you two holding hands?" Sting's annoyance is wiped away to a look of surprise and confusion. (Y/n) can feel Rogue tense up beside her and if it wasn't so dark she'd say he looks a little red in the face as well. (Y/n) can feel Rogue start to tug his hand away but she strengthens her grip before looking confidently to Sting.

"Securing my safety is what. Also, don't you need the light too? I Figured Rogue is the only one that can actually see in the dark."

"I was following my nose- there's other ways to secure your safety." Sting says, in a pout? (Y/n) thinks for a moment before offering her other free hand to him. Sting looks at it confused before he clearly turns red. Without another word he turns and walks off, grumbling a bit as he does so.

"Wait up, I just met you! I don't want you to die yet-" (Y/n) is cut off by Sting's back. She's about to say something when Rogue tenses up again, but (Y/n) can tell, it's for a very different reason this time. Fighting back goosebumps (Y/n) slowly looks between the two trying to figure out what's got them on alert.

"You smell that too, don't you Rogue." Sting says lowly, not looking back at the two as he keeps his focus dead ahead. He brings his hand in front of him, trying to look father into the cave. Behind them there's nothing but a dot of light in the distance, a testimony to how far they've gone in. They're completely surrounded by darkness, and Sting's light doesn't shine nearly bright enough to calm (Y/n)'s worries.

"It's close, close enough I should see it." Rogue murmurs as he squints into the dark. Their voices are so small that there isn't even an echo, as though the darkness swallows their words. His hand left (Y/n)'s as he steps forward a bit, protectively almost. A cold thought enters (Y/n)'s mind as she glances up but keeps her head forward. She steps between Rogue and Sting and grabs Sting's wrists. He's confused but doesn't fight her as she guides his hand skywards. As if on command it's head snapped down to stare at them and the light that shone on it. It reminded (Y/n) of a dog, if dogs were lanky and slimy... and had bloodthirsty leech-like teeth. Said teeth were bared at the three of them, in a standoff, a dangerous air settled and (Y/n) swore her heart stopped.

It didn't take long before the thing pounced, and immediately (Y/n) dashed for the side. As most would but, that's not what Rogue and Sting did, typical. It looked like Sting got a good punch in and Rogue popped in after with a combo. That made (Y/n) feel a bit better but when the beast growled and... drooled. Then, from (Y/n)'s angle, bodied Sting and took his light with him. That reintroduced the previous terror of the dark. The fight going on could be heard but (Y/n) could see nothing, backing into the wall made her jump from her skin and had she not had the focus to remain silent she would've signed her will right there. There isn't much (Y/n) can do, at the moment staying out of the way seems to be the way to go but even that's proving difficult.

"I hate this, I hate this so so much." (Y/n) complains to herself, sliding against the wall and backing up when an idea comes to mind, My telepathy. As (Y/n) wracked her brain for the spell a hand falls on her shoulder, jolting her from her thoughts. Before she has time to react the person leans close, his quiet whisper brushing over her ear. "It's Me, Rogue."

Relief flushed over (Y/n) at the reveal that it was her friend and not the terrifying monster they're stuck with. Remembering the spell (Y/n) grabs the hand Rogue has on her shoulder and brings her other hand to her head. Telepathy link established through Archive.

Oh now you can use it. (Y/n) perks up at Sting's voice, having felt unsure about his wellness till now.

Sting, the light of my life, literally. What happened- where'd you go?

Ignoring the first part. I'm Bit busy fighting the dog from hell to keep up appearances. As if to emphasize his explanation another gross sounding punch resonated through the room. (Y/n) grimaced before continuing her questioning.

Your magic is bright though. I don't see anything. And why aren't you helping Rogue??

We need to retreat. There's something not right about it. Can you get us out of here with that "phasing" of yours. Rogue answers, his hand tightening on her shoulder. She nods at his question and moves his hand off, switching to grabbing it. Being as cautious as one can, walking to their grave, (Y/n) tries to go where she thinks Sting is.

Sting grabbed my hand. I'm calling it, we need to retreat.

"What! You don't order me around, I'm the guild leader of Sabretooth." Sting shouts out, to which (Y/n) follows but keeps to the side to avoid the intimidating growling also in that direction. "I've got this handled."

Well I'm not a member of Sabretooth and if you don't come to me yourself then we're coming to you and I won't be nice about it. Get over here. Now Sting. (Y/n) can feel some slight resistance from Rogue but he still followed her. He was also great at pushing (Y/n) down to duck from a slimy tail every now and then.

"Sting!" (Y/n) tries when she's close enough, her arm outstretched to which she hopes he can sense. If he didn't sense it though the dog sure did when she yelled right next to it. She feels it's hot breath as it turns to her, which is fucking scary by the way cause she still can't see it. An arm wraps around her stomach to pull her away but (Y/n) feels Sting's hand in hers, it's warm and scratched and she grips it tightly with no hesitation. Then they descended.

They took a deep dive for the rocky floor and with some concentration, (Y/n) was able to use her magic to phase all three of them through the floor in relatively one piece. About 4 layers of rock later and they fell into another cave, presumably branched off from the initial one. Sting and Rogue fell in first and landed on their feet, like fucking cats. Despite this being (Y/n)'s magic and her being well-seasoned in using it. She could never get used to falling from great heights. With a short yelp she breaks through and Sting reacts quickly holding out his arms confidently before being pancaked. Sitting up, (Y/n) looks down at the boy who's abdomen she's sat atop of. She sends him an appreciative glance and let's out an embarrassed chuckle.

"First you push us into actual Rock, then you squish me cuz you don't know how to land." Sting grumbles as (Y/n) is pulled up by Rogue. She gives Sting room as Rogue helps him up as well. She gives them a bit to catch their breath, phasing tends to take people's breath away... literally. Air molecules pass right through you along with the physical things. The first thing (Y/n) notes almost immediately is that she can actually see. Wherever they are now, someone took the effort to light up the corridors with torches on the walls.

"Look sorry for the sudden..- get away." (Y/n) tried as Sting and Rogue rose from the ground. "I was just avoiding conflict."

"More like you got scared." Sting said, which earned a shove from Rogue.

"It's okay, that was a scary looking thing. You saved us."

"Not that we needed sav- Ow stop hitting me!" (Y/n) stifled a laugh at their antics before looking around. They landed towards a couple of openings, looking around there's about 5 in total. (Y/n) isn't sure how to navigate the area when Sting, as Sting does, takes initiative and with no hesitation walks down a random corridor. (Y/n) couldn't tell you how he made this brilliant judgment but she made no move to argue and followed immediately.

"There's something down here." Rogue notes as he's following behind (Y/n). They walk in a single file line down the corridors, as that's about as much space they have to work with. Sting nods as he looks back at the two, as if confirming why he went there in the first place.

"Great, some actual helpful information. Think it has anything to do with Frankenstein's monster?"

"It's smell is around here, along with..." Sting trails off as he comes to a stop. (Y/n) almost crashed into his back at the abrupt motion and tried looking around him. The corridor opens up, not a lot but into a much wider area.

"Along with..?" (Y/n) prompts not really seeing, hearing, or smelling anything like her two teammates do.

"People." Rogue supplies. Glancing behind them warily.

"Cultists..? Great, more trouble."

"I don't think they're here now though." Sting eventually clears, and he walks in. (Y/n) and Rogue follow swiftly afterwards and the room looks, well, exactly how one would imagine a cult-like room to look. Old dusty books, some magic circles here and there, papers upon papers (Y/n) has a feeling she's gonna have to look at. With a sigh she makes a beeline right towards a stack and sifts through them, stuffing what feels important in her bag and tossing everything else aside.

Soon enough she felt she got more than enough and looked to her companions. Rogue looks oddly interested in, what looks like, a journal. Sting took a seat against one of the walls, looking a little worse for wear. He catches (Y/n)'s eyes and she looks away, then looks back. The silence with the occasional shuffle noise feels loud as they seemingly got locked into a staring contest. Eventually (Y/n) narrows her eyes and walks toward him, crouching beside him.

"I look so good that you had to come over?"

"You actually look awful." (Y/n) simply states, as she puts her hand on Sting's forward. He pouts at the comment but doesn't move when she checks his forehead. "What, one little dog and you're out of the fight?"

"I seem to recall you standing back in terror." Sting says, grabbing (Y/n)'s hand at the comment. She lets her fall limp as she fixes a glare on him. Then she switches to her other hand, using the back of it to feel his cheek. He groans before meeting her eyes and dropping her wrist. "I'm fine, and if that thing comes back I'll can it this time."

"No. No, It's weird and- and gross and, we should avoid it until we know more."

"Aww are you worried about me?"

"Yeah because if you die Rogue is gonna die trying to save you," (Y/n) says and glances at said person who dug their head further into the book at the mention. "Then I’ll be alone. And maybe I’d prefer you two alive.”

"Well I wouldn't worry then because I feel fine."

It didn't look like Sting was going to allow anymore discussion on it so (Y/n) huffed but let it go. She made her way to Rogue, trying to see what he had his face stuck in. Leaning over his shoulder she tries to read the book or journal rather. It was hard to make out anything from the chicken scratch penmanship it was written in.

"Can you even read that?" Rogue chuckled at the question and spared a glance her way.

"I actually can. It's notes about the demon we're looking for."

"Really? What's it say."

"Well," Rogue glances at Sting, slightly grimacing at the sight. "Nothing good."

(Y/n) frowns, and was about to ask him to clarify when he lifted his hand up to silence her. She looked at him questioningly then noticed whatever scared him put Sting on edge as well. (Y/n) sighed before taking the journal from Rogue and stuffing it in her bag, he made no resistance as he stared at one of the entrances. She then moved to Sting and helped him stand, not that he needed it but he didn't object that much anyways.

"One of you mind letting me in on our impending doom."

"It's the thing from earlier." Sting said bitterly.

"It's probably tracking us."

"Oh, that's not horrifying. Okay that's our cue to leave. Which way."

Rogue looks around as if contemplating but Sting cuts him off before he could finish. Signaling to one of the left entrances. Then they were on the way again, trying to shuffle through a narrow hallway with no space. It was harder this time with (Y/n) supporting Sting who felt like he was getting heavier. Definitely not fine, the punk ass liar.

"You know I'm not that strong, you got the wrong wizard for that."

"I never said I needed help anyways."

"But you clearly do. Rogue, be a dear and take him."

Rogue makes no objection or comment as he wordlessly takes (Y/n)'s place, Sting on the other hand grumbled the entire time. Handing Sting off she takes the lead and starts booking it down the tunnel, looking for an exit somewhere. It's been way too long since (Y/n)'s seen the light of day and honestly she's starting to miss it. she gets to a fork in the road and thinks for a moment before going, fuck it Right is always right, and runs down that way. Maybe waiting for the two with a keen sense of smell would've been wiser, if the shouts she heard coming from them were any indication. Running into 3 cloaked tall individuals set off some red alerts but hey, what are you gonna do?

"(Y/n) stop! We smell people!"

"Thanks, I hadn't noticed." (Y/n) grumbled as they prepared to jump her. Well, one at a time. Not wasting another second (Y/n) moved first jumping the one on the right and phasing through the floor. She dropped him into another tunnel below and pushed herself back up where Sting and Rogue were already fighting. Sting holding out pretty well for someone looking seconds from passing out.

"Tag me in Sting!"

"I'm doing fine!"

"Great but I dropped mine and we need to talk to one of them." (Y/n) said and Sting seemed fine with that answer as he backed off. The goon was confused for a moment and by the time he turned around it was too late. With some focus and sheer will, (Y/n) phased his bottom half into the ground, trapping him in place.

"Woah, nice."

"Hey I make do for myself with our modern day magic." (Y/n) hums. Rogue walks to them, his guy nowhere to be seen and (Y/n) wasn't about to ask.

"So we should probably make this quick if that thing, like you said, is still tracking us."

"What effects does the creature's toxin have on a person." Rogue asked quickly, crouching down in an attempt to intimidate. (Y/n) and Sting's head snaps towards Rogue, they repeat the toxin in confusion.

"I don't know what you're-" Rogue's posture darkened in a way that even scared (Y/n). "Okay, I don't really know, honest! We're still testing it but it weakens and in some cases paralysis."

"Paralysis?!" (Y/n) looks to Sting who's paling at the words. She immediately goes to steady him, jabbing him in the side for downplaying his condition.

"What do you know about this demon you're trying to unleash."

"We already unleashed it!"

A silence falls over the room, if (Y/n) wasn't focusing so hard on stabilizing Sting she might've fallen over too. Her legs felt weak at the thought. The trapped guy starts laughing, as though he already won.

"Yeah, and that 'creature' is only one of many. It's the demon's loyal minions and if it's caught your scent it won't stop until it kills you!"

"How do we get out?"

"You're too late, you can feel it can't you. It's close." (Y/n) grimaces, looking at Rogue who's maintained a stony gaze this entire time. An eerie kind of calm, like he was gonna burst any second. He comes over to (Y/n) and grabs Sting.

"We need to go. Now." Rogue states and he walks off, (Y/n) following as she wonders if she ever signed off her will. The speed they're walking isn't nearly fast enough for the ominous warning they were just given.

"Do we have a plan? Obviously running isn't gonna cut it. We need to regroup or hide until they can find us."

Rogue stops and (Y/n) nearly runs into his back. As she tries to peer over at him, it looks like he's searching. Like he's trying to find something which confuses (Y/n). He eventually turns to (Y/n) and pushes Sting into her arms. She takes him easily, deciding on just looping her arms under his for the moment. She takes a second to look at him, and he looks awful actually. He's sweating and even though he's clearly awake it's like he's on autopilot, not focusing on the world around him. It scares (Y/n).

"You see this wall, about 7 meters that way is a closed off cave. Not connected to this one, maybe a place we can hide and recuperate. Can you take Sting there."

"And you?" (Y/n) asks as she nods immediately, looking at the rock she's gonna be intimately acquainted with soon enough.

"I'll meet you there."

With that Rogue disappears into a shadow and (Y/n) wastes no time in following. She shifts Sting in his arms and softly tells him what she's about to do. She takes his shallow groan as a green light and goes for it. She finds the cave Rogue was talking about soon enough and she crashes through the wall with Sting in hand. Rogue rushes forward to catch the two and (Y/n) moves to gently place Sting down. She whispers soft apologies as he starts coughing for air, it was risky to phase in his state but they had too.

"He's gonna be okay."

Rogue says beside her and she can't tell if he's trying to convince her or himself. She gives him a hesitant nod as she moves aside, standing up. Sting seems to fall into something like sleep and (Y/n) looks at Rogue with distress.

"Okay this has officially gotten out of hand, we're a man down. Now it's only one idiot and a fairy."

"Idiot..?"

"Yeah it was you two dummy's, who thought coming in here alone was a bright idea!" (Y/n) snapped looking up at Rogue who just looked at her sadly. She sighs and drops her arm and head sluggishly. "I'm sorry, I'm just stressed."

"I know."

(Y/n) notices Rogue taking a step towards her which he then hesitates on. (Y/n) figures she knows what he was going for and she'd never deny a hug. She slowly walks towards him, raising her arms a bit to make her intentions clear and Rogue just opens his in response, inviting her in. She holds him loosely and he reciprocates just as softly, it's nice and reassuring. A comfortable silence falls over them and (Y/n) starts running solutions through her mind. She's pulled out of it when Rogue sets a hand on her head. She looks up at him at the touch.

"I can feel you getting anxious. It'll be fine, we'll think of something."

"I know..."

They pull apart a moment later, not wanting to waste anymore time and Rogue says he's going to try and find an exit via shadow travel. They'll stay connected with (Y/n)'s telepathy and off he goes. (Y/n) finds herself back at Sting's side and she sets his head down on her lap to make him feel more comfortable. She leans her head against the wall and focuses on extending her telepathy reach wanting to find someone, anyone. Mostly her guildmates, she really misses them.

"Hey, looks like I'm not the only one who looks awful." Sting says, surprising (Y/n) since she thought he drifted off to sleep. He shifts a bit in her lap before peering up at her.

"What's wrong, can't sleep?"

"It's not because I'm uncomfortable. Well, the rock floor is uncomfortable, your lap is very nice though."

"Honestly not the compliment you think it is."

"Sorry, I take it back then."

"It's too late, I'm soft. Can't wait to tell people that one of the perks of dating me is I'm a soft cushion."

"It is a perk actually. Definitely something we look for in a girl." (Y/n) scoffs at his response looking at a wall and softly shaking her head. It doesn't last long, her face falls again as she looks at his weak state.

"Hey, I'm tougher than I look. I mean I held myself well in a fight against Natsu, that's impressive isn't it."

"Ha! That's not how Natsu tells it. He says he wiped the floor with you and Rogue."

"I guess that's not entirely wrong. But it was a back and forth situation. He tell you we can unleash our dragon force on will? I mean, he can't even do that." Sting grumbles out which (Y/n) laughs at even more.

"Yes, yes. That's very impressive." (Y/n) tells him, running her hands gently through his hair. It surprised him at first but he starts to lean into it and (Y/n) suppresses a giggle at how cute that is. He starts to drift off and (Y/n) tells him to rest. It doesn't take him long to sleep and (Y/n) decides to check up on Rogue once she's sure he's catching Zs.

How's it looking Rouge?

Like a maze. When you phased us you took us deeper into the cave system. There's ravines in here. (Y/n) is starting to regret pulling them down. The chances of them getting out feels slimer by the second.

(Y/n) sighs, Falling down a pit doesn't sound too bad right now.

Exactly why it's not an option.

Rude. (Y/n) decides to leave the conversation and continue searching for who's nearby. She had about already given up hope on finding anyone that way. That's why it was very surprising when Lucy's voice entered her mind. She sat up straighter at the find and immediately tried to communicate.

Lucy?! Where are you? (Y/n) can feel there's other people around her but decided she's just going to focus on talking to Lucy for now. Thankfully she doesn't take long to respond.

(Y/n)? What- Where are you? You totally disappeared on us. We've been worried sick.

I'm stuck in a cave system with Sting and Rogue. He's trying to find a way out now but it's a maze down here.

Caves you say. I know exactly who to call for this. Don't you worry (Y/n), just sit tight. We'll get you out of there.

(Y/n) leaves her at that, sighing in relief. Finally letting herself relax, her friends found her. She'll be safe now. If Lucy's so sure she can get them out, it's a safe bet she's going to pull Virgo out. Sting looks at her questioningly, having woken up when she tensed and (Y/n) merely shushes him as she goes to tell Rogue to head back.

"They're not here yet?" Rogue asks once he returns.

"We have no idea how deep we are or what trouble they might've run into, but don't worry. They'll be here."

"Aren't you just saying that because they're your guildmates."

"Because I'm their guildmate, I Know that they keep their promises."

(Y/n) has to refrain from doing a victory dance when a familiar drilling sound makes its way to their ears. Soon enough a hole is made in the roof of the cave and (Y/n) gently stands up with Sting in his hands.

"Virgo! It's so good to see you."

"It's so good to see you as well miss (Y/n)."

A couple other voices make their way through the tunnel. Not ones that (Y/n) immediately recognizes but Sting does. She can feel him tense up in her arms and when she looks at Rogue he has a similar reaction. Then two cats fly through the roof, the red one crashing into Rogue in tears. (Y/n) would've tried to catch them but Sting doesn't seem to care so she leaves him. A green one in a Pink suit does the same to Rogue and (Y/n) smiles at the cute scene. She walks up to the hole and turns to Virgo.

"Who else is here?"

"Just Princess Lucy, Miss Wendy, and Miss Carla."

"Wendy's there? Oh that couldn't be more perfect. Can you help me up there Virgo?" (Y/n) says excitedly. Everything seemed to be falling in place for the better. Virgo nods at (Y/n)'s request with a simple, of course, and takes (Y/n) up the tunnel with ease. At the top she sees the three aforementioned girls look at her with relief and joy. Wendy immediately runs forward to hug her which (Y/n) easily reciprocates. When she pulls away she gives Lucy a similar hug and can't help but to tell them how much she missed them.

"Oh as much fun as it was to spend an afternoon with the famous Dragon Duo, oh how I missed my girls."

Lucy and Wendy giggle at her and (Y/n) remembers she's not done yet. After giving Lucy some enthusiastic 'thank you's that the girl brushes off she turns to Wendy to inform her of the situation. Virgo goes back down to check on the boys and (Y/n) sits back down as she explains.

"So one of the demon's minions is this weird dog-like creature. And it apparently has a toxin on it that's affected Sting. I was hoping you could help him, Wendy, he isn't looking so good."

"Oh of course! What are his symptoms looking like, how is he now?"

Before (Y/n) could say more said boys were brought up, Sting immediately sat down next to (Y/n) and dramatically leaned against her.

"A bit rude of you to leave your injured friend by himself."

"You weren't by yourself, you had Rogue with you and I was busy finding you a doctor." Sting turns to Wendy as (Y/n) gestured to her. He gives her a soft smile and a little wave. Lector had buried himself into Sting's side. Wendy smiles at her fellow dragon slayer and quickly moves to help him.

"You could be worse. I think I can deal with this, don't worry Mr. Sting."

"Sting is just fine." He says as she comes up to him. (Y/n) moves to give Wendy space and stands to the side. Finding herself beside Rogue and Frosch. The latter greets her as soon as she sidles up beside them.

"Well, looks like you were right Rogue." He looks at her a little confused by her words. She looks up at him with a smile. "Everything turned out alright."

"Yeah, it did."

"Now we just have to worry about this demon, his other minions, the fact that one of them is tracking us even now, and then go home and celebrate."

"Well, I think we can handle it." (Y/n) looks at him incredulously at those words before dramatically gesturing to Sting who's still sat down on the floor. Little grunts of pain coming out of him every now and then.

"We barely survived this time, where the hell did this confidence come from."

"We're gonna come back stronger next time." Sting chirps up from the ground. He sticks his fist out in confidence which causes Wendy to push him back down. He whimpers at the impact and (Y/n) can't help shaking her head at the two.

"And this is why we're the Two Idiots and the fairy."

"Our fairy." Sting corrects which causes Carla and Lucy to look at (Y/n) for an explanation. Her face flushes red and she avoids their stare. She jabs Rogue who looks offended, ‘I wasn't the one who said it,’ He mumbles.

"Fine. The Two Idiots and their Fairy."