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I'm only maybe an hour into the audiobook so this might not be fully accurate but I think Emma Woodhouse would be on Wattpad

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wow, birthday time

summary; all of twst seems to be participating in celebrating rose’s birthday..

words; 1,675..... TOO MANY. HELP

a/n; IVE BEEN WRITING THIS SINCE WEDNESDAY. ITS GOTTEN SO LONG ALREADY. HELP...... ANYWAYS. IM POSTING THIS RIGHT B4 MIDNIGHT SO... HAPPY EARLY BDAY 2 ME DJKFGHKDJFG

the first thing i’m greeted to when waking up is the purring grim against my chest, and the soft covers of my bed, as well as the bright late morning sunshine. i blearily opened my eyes, making a noise of discomfort as i adjusted myself. i mumbled his name, slowly heaving myself up and rubbing the tiredness out of my eyes. i slipped my glasses onto my face and stretched, hearing my back pop. i popped my back more, sighing and yawning.

grim grumbled and stretched out as well, watching as i got out of bed and continued to stretch. i scratched my stomach, pulling an oversized cream sweater over my head. i lifted it up to my nose, basking in the scent of ruggie. 

grim snapped me out of it quickly, grumbling as he lifted himself to his paws. i snickered at him, pulling up my socks to pass my knees in an attempt to warm myself up. i picked him up, and he snuggled against me, continuing to grumble about how it was too early.

“yea, yea, i know, you lazy cat,” i mumbled, heading downstairs. i settled down on the couch close to the stairs for only a moment before i noticed something on the coffee table. i placed grim on the couch, and he made a noise of confusion. i knelt down to see a shoddily wrapped box, strangely, with no note.

“mmph? what’s that?” grim notices this as well; he quickly makes his way over to me and jumps up onto the table, pawing at the box. “oh! this is my gift!” 

he grins at me, “i did this all by myself!”

“you wrapped this by yourself?”

“of course!” he beamed, and i stared at him. he crumbled under my gaze,“well, fine. i had some help wrapping it, but this was all my idea! go ahead, open it!” i rolled my eyes, carefully tearing the wrapping paper from the box and opening it. i peeked inside, tilting my head at the sight inside.

it was a multitude of different snacks, including some pocky, mochi, chocolates, hi-chews, kit-kats, and more. i hadn’t realized my mouth had opened until grim laughed at me, making me close it. “where did you get all of these?!” i demanded, my eyes wide.

“that’s for only me to know,” he teased, flicking his tail into my face. i pouted at him, sticking my tongue out at him. i closed the box, patting the top of it with a grin on my face. 

“as much as i want to eat these right now, these’ll be saved for tonight,” i got to my feet and stretched my legs, “and don’t worry, i’ll share. it’s only fair that i share since you got all of these, afterall.”

he made a happy noise, leaping onto my shoulder as i made my way upstairs with both him and the box, settling it on the bedside table. i exhaled, and he jumped back onto the bed and sat down. while he sat there, looking bored, i quickly changed into something more.. presentable; my usual set of tights and shorts, as well as slipping my necklace over my head and tucking it into my shirt. 

i scooped grim back up onto my shoulder, ignoring his ‘fgnaa!’ of surprise. i exited the room, closing the door behind me, and i made my way to the foyer. 

“where are we going now?” he questioned me as i sliding my boots onto my feet. i steadied him as i stood up, playing with the necklace string. 

“we’re going t - well, i’m going to walk around today,” i proclaimed, pushing my hair behind my ears. “i don’t wanna sit in here all day, so i’m gonna take a walk around the campus.” he grumbled, but didn’t bother to move from his place on my shoulder. i opened the door, being greeted by the noise of singing birds and the sun directly above my head.

― ― ♡ ― ―

“oi! rose! grim!” i turned to see the double trouble duo rushing towards us, most likely having come from the hall of mirrors we were nearing. we stood at the beginning of the bridge, having just crossed it, but now that these two were here, i wondered what plans they would rope us into.

both of them stopped in front of us, panting. they had some kind of excited air to them, however, and immediately, ace had stood straight up with sparkles in his eyes.

he then engulfed me in a hug, lifting me up and twirling me around. grim, seeing this coming, had jumped from my shoulder and landed on the sidewalk, narrowly avoiding being trampled by the excited ace. 

“happy birthday!” ace yelled.

“fuck! holy shit!” i yelped, holding onto him for dear life. i gripped his shoulders, my face getting hotter the longer i remained up in the air. deuce was cautioning ace before we both tipped over. i made a noise of surprise and braced myself to hit the ground, but a pair of arms quickly caught me before i could.

i opened my eyes, looking at an exasperated deuce, who was carrying me bridal-style now. i giggled, seeing ace now on the ground with grim prodding at him.

“i can’t believe that you thought that you wouldn’t both fall over,” deuce sighed, setting me down on the ground. we locked eyes, and laughed, and ace grumbled at us, getting to his feet. grim jumped onto deuce’s shoulder, not even phasing him.

ace then, again, engulfed me in a hug, but didn’t lift me this time, and i embraced him back. deuce joined in shortly after, and i wrapped my arms around both of them. grim took this time to transfer to my shoulder. “happy birthday, rose,” deuce spoke.

they pulled back, and i smiled at them. “thanks, you two,” i turned my attention to ace, “just don’t scare the shit out of me next time.” 

“oh, whatever,” he scoffed playfully, “you enjoyed it! i saw the blush on your face!”

“just because my face was red does not mean that i enjoyed you scaring me!” i retorted, feeling my face heat up again. 

he waved it off, rolling his eyes. deuce cleared his throat and took my hand, leading me and grim back to the hall of mirrors. ace trailed behind, grinning. “where are we going now?” grim whined, pawing at my face. 

“to our dorm!” ace chimed in, taking my other hand, and walking beside me. he swung our interlocked hands as i continued.

“your dorm - ?” an idea popped into my head, “what’re you guys planning? don’t tell me you’re gonna shove a cake in my face..” i narrowed my eyes, and deuce sputtered.

“no!” he glared at ace as if he was planning something, but continued, “i promise it’s nothing bad.”

“if anything happens, blame ace.” grim chimed in. 

“hey!” he barked, turning to pout at me. “can you believe what they’re saying, dear? aren’t they being so mean to me?”

i stared blankly at him, before continuing to walk past him with deuce and grim. we shared a collective giggle as he caught up and linked my hand with his again, and i faintly felt him press a kiss to it. my face heated up ever-so-slightly, and i refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing my face, as deuce continued to talk.

we arrived at the heartslabyul dorm not too far afterwards, and they quickly led both me and grim to the tea garden. the closer we came, the more streamers i saw strewn about. my eyebrows raised, and i glance back and forth between ace and deuce, then met eyes with grim, who seemed to be as equally as confused as i was. wasn’t this the place they did unbirthday tea parties? isn’t my birthday today? why are they hosting an unbirthday party?

i resisted the urge to slap myself as i realized; birthday. today. yours. they’re hosting a birthday party! for you! you dumb fuck! my face grew hot, and i held in my giggles at how forgetful i could be sometimes. oops..

one of the two randomly covered my glasses, making my vision go dark before i could soak in the sight more. i squawked, feeling grim jump as i did so. i almost stumbled over my own feet, but felt ace (on my right) wrap an arm around my waist and tighten it. i leaned into him.

we suddenly stopped, and i definitely would’ve fallen if not for ace and deuce. grim made a noise of surprise and gripped my shoulder tightly; i felt his claws sink into the fabric of ruggie’s sweater, and made a mental note to scold him for that later. 

as soon as the hands over my glasses were relinquished, a loud chorus of ‘surprise’ rang through my ears. i blinked once. twice. taking in the sight in front of me. 

there stood all of the boys i’d made friends within my time here at night raven college (even the tall malleus draconia), surrounding the tables that had been pushed closer together, and set up with dishes and silverware. there were decorations (such as balloons and streamers) appropriately littered about, and.. was that a cake?

before i’d realized it, my glasses were fogging up and i felt something wet roll down my cheeks. grim made a panicked noise, and ace and deuce froze up. it went quiet as i reached up and rubbed my eyes. i sniffed, looking back up and smiling as wide as i could. “i -” i struggled to find the right words, sniffling, “thank you guys… so much.. you have no idea how much this means to me.” i let out a breathy laugh, and the tense air dissipated. 

“jeez, don’t scare us like that next time!” ace grumbled, ruffling my hair. i laughed louder this time. 

“well, c’mon! we’ve all been waiting for you!” he dragged me, grim and deuce over to the crowd of our friends. “let the party commence!”

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01 ||

summary; kiyoko and elijah finally meet; aka, kiyoko meets him in the most asshole-y way.

warnings; zombies, so some violence.

words; 1,322

Kiyoko didn’t know when to stop running, or how. Her legs continued to move, and move, and move, and move until -

She collapsed onto her knees in front of a store. Her knees scraped against the pavement, making her wince. She gasped for breath, balling her hands into fists as she tightly clutched her black jeans. Her throat felt raw from the scream that she’d let out earlier, as well as the heavy breaths she was letting out. Tears threatened to escape from her eyes, but she instead scrubbed at them harshly. This wasn’t a time to freak out; She’d already made it a month out in this hellhole, and there’s no way that she wouldn’t survive until the end.

She sniffled. Kiyoko quickly got to her feet and started walking steadily towards the entrance of the store. She recognized it easily; She and her family had been to it multiple times beforehand. She stared down at her feet, ignoring the memories that seemed so bittersweet to her now.

She pulled her out her bat from the open slip of her backpack, and hurried towards the entrance of the store. The sliding doors’ glass was broken, and slightly bloodied at some edges. She gripped her bat tighter, sucking in a breath through her teeth. She listened to her own footsteps step on the glass, and then onto the tile floor. 

A gurgle-like groan erupted from her right, and she stepped back immediately. She bared her teeth and turned in that direction as the Mist-Walker ran at her. Kiyoko ran at it as well, and swung her bat directly into the creature’s skull. As soon as the walker dropped, the black-haired girl lifted her boot and stomped until the creature didn’t move anymore. She stepped back with a quiet yet relieved sigh.

She continued on her mini-journey through the store; Hopefully all of the good food wasn’t already raided, She huffed. If she could snag one Ho Ho, then she’d stay sane for a couple more days. Or at least the next hour. 

She peeked into the bread aisle, seeing another Mist-Walker at the other end. She bit her lip, and decided that she definitely didn’t need any common sense, and stepped into the aisle. The Mist-Walker’s head turned towards her, and it growled inhumanely. She positioned herself, waiting for it to near her, before swinging her bat into its neck. She cursed, reeling back before swinging her bat again, this time into its forehead.

The Mist-Walker thumped against the floor, slightly echoing through the abandoned store. She carefully stepped over its corpse; Her mouth began to water as the packaging came into view. She could practically taste the chocolate and cream treat already. She held her bat with one hand, while reaching for the package with the other. 

Frantic footsteps suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and outside of the aisle. Kiyoko pulled back her hand and clasped them back around her bat, preparing herself for another slightly anti-climatic fight. What she didn’t expect, however, was someone running at her and crashing into her. Her bat clattered to the ground and she felt her backpack being crushed under her; She gasped, hurrying to pull out her pocket knife before it was too late. She stabbed the person - or at least, attempted to, as they grunted and held it back.

She made an aggressive noise back and pulled her hand back suddenly, kicking them and rolling on top of them. She straddled them and, again, attempted to plunge her knife into their chest, but to no avail. The boy held her hands’ and forced out a sentence,“What the fuck are you doing?!”

Kiyoko paused, and so did they; She took this opportunity to pin their hands above their head, and stare down at them menacingly. She bared her teeth at them,“Who the fuck are you? And where did you come from?” 

“God, would you back off a second?” He spat back, “Answer my question first, would you? Then I’ll answer yours.”

Asshole, She growled under her breath, though she knew that in the back of her head that she would do the exact same thing. She rolled her eyes, “If I let you go, and you don’t attack me, I’ll answer your fucking question. Will that make you happy?” 

He made a ‘tch’ sound, and curtly nodded, making her hesitantly let go of his wrists, and roll off of him. She helped him up and dusted off her own pants, breathing out through her mouth. They made eye contact, and she took in his appearance quickly.

His hair was pure white, with dark brown roots growing in. His fair skin was littered with scars, and he had on a somewhat similar outfit to her; A black leather jacket with a dark green hoodie underneath, and ripped black jeans with bloodied black sneakers. She took a second to look down at her own sweatshirt, seeing it also slightly bloodied. She made a mental note to get some new clothes later, before returning to reality. 

“Anyways,” She started towards him in a threatening manner,“Why the hell were you running at me?”

He huffed, averting his eyes and crossing his arms. “I was running from something, obviously. Though I’m pretty sure that they lost track of me.”

“They?” 

A groaning noise suddenly appeared from the closest end of the aisle, and Kiyoko hurriedly picked up her bat and got into a defensive stance; He grinned and pulled out his own weapon, which appeared to be a machete. A couple more gurgling noises came from the other end of the aisle, and Kiyoko turned towards the noise. She snarled at the Mist-Walkers as they stared her down; Kiyoko and him stood back to back, ready. 

“Let’s fight these bastards, then the introductions can come.” He grinned, rushing towards his own pack of walkers. She took a breath, before hurling herself into the fray. She resisted the urge to scream a battle cry, and swung her bat at the nearest head. She stepped back, continuing to swing her weapon around. They were moving faster than her, She realized. She stumbled backwards over the corpse of the walker that she had killed earlier. She glanced back quickly and saw a blur of black and white, as well as lighter footsteps. He appeared from behind her and let out a battle cry, swinging his machete and slicing off nearest head. 

She recovered from her slip-up quickly and swung her bat once more, beating the walker in front of her to the ground, and then stomping on their head while attacking another walker. She was busy smashing in her latest kills’ head when she realized that no other walkers were in front of her, and she slowly turned her head to face him.

“How the fuck did you kill those things so fast?” She breathed, and he winked. 

“Why do you think? I have a fucking machete!” He laughed, wiping the blood off of his face. “And you have a bat! What takes longer to kill those fuckers? Pray, do tell me.”

Kiyoko rolled her eyes, taking a breath to stabilize her heartbeat. They stayed in silence for a couple more seconds, the only sound being their breathing, before he cleared his throat.

“Elijah Forrest.” He breathed, looking at her. She tilted her head and raised one of her eyebrows. “My name. Eli.” 

“Oh.” She thought for a second, “Kiyoko Maki.” She extended her somewhat dirty hand to him, giving him a faint smile. He hesitated for half a second before firmly gripping her hand and shaking it. 

“Now, Eli,” She started, “We should probably loot and get out of here.”

“Oh. Right.” He made a gesture that indicated that he was dumb. He immediately made a run for the Twinkies. She huffed, and rolled her eyes for the umpteenth time today, and followed him to the Ho Hos.

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his perspective (ruggie)

summary; pure morning fluffiness, semi from ruggie’s perspective

words; 496

a/n; i tried out smth a little new w/ writing so... ruggie was my 1st experiment actually so... b prepared 4 the others 2 come out soon bc i have been writing Nonstop :)

ace - epel - riddle - ruggie

ruggie’s eyes slowly opened, and his ears immediately twitched. he yawned, blinking, before snuggling back into the source of warmth beside him. the source of warmth squeezed him gently, making a noise before pulling him impossibly closer. the scent of newly cleaned clothes and faint perfume filled the air. he grinned (like a dork), flattening his ears against his head. 

he exhaled through his nose. he inhaled rose’s scent again, and felt his tail begin to wag, thumping against the mattress. they grumbled. they ran their fingers through his hair, bumping against his ears and making them twitch. 

“what're you doin’,” they mumbled; his heart began to beat faster at the sound.. it was lower, and so much more deeper in the morning, that he couldn’t help but fluster up. 

“nothing, baby,” he whispered back, shuffling upwards to where he was face-to-face with them. they pressed a gentle and sleepy kiss to his nose, making his heart flutter. “go back to sleep,”

“but i don’t wanna,” they whined, “then i won’t be able to kiss youuuu…~”

my god, he thought, feeling his face heat up, why did they have to be so cute? 

they opened their eyes, squinting at him. he took in their face as they blinked the sleepiness out of their eyes, yawning. their blue eyes that he’d gazed into everyday, the freckles that he had kissed many times over and over again, their faded colored hair that he’d ran his fingers through again and again..

he exhaled a breathy laugh, rubbing his nose against theirs. they reciprocated, albeit a bit sloppier, and yawned, stretching against him. under the covers, they wrapped an arm around him and threw a leg over his waist. they mumbled something that his ears couldn’t quite make out, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. 

they pressed his body against his and began to kiss all across his face. 

“hey, whoa! where did this come from?” he laughed, relaxing against their gentle kisses.

“from all the love in my heart reserved for you,” 

oh. oh. okay. alright. his ears flattened against his head, and he closed his eyes, a wide and shaky grin making its way onto his face. he curled into them, and he felt himself tearing up, and rose noticed this as well, drawing back.

“hey, hey, what’s wrong?” they murmured, cupping his cheek in their hand. he met their eyes, where they were gazing at him, concerned. he awkwardly chuckled, wiping at his eyes.

“nothing, baby,” he sniffled, “i’m just grateful to have you by my side.” 

“oh, stop!” they giggled, “now you’re gonna make me cry.”

they laughed together. rose gently wiped at his eyes, helping him clear them of the tears. their skin was surprisingly soft to the touch, and he leaned into them, placing his own hand over theirs. he began to purr, and his gentle rumbling was enough to relax the both of them into a peaceful state of bliss once more. 

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deadly poison, but it’s love

summary; it’s revenge match (deadly poison - 1) but like. me and mao r crushing on eachother.

a/n; *waves handz around wildly* 2,000TH POST BABEYYYYY. BUT. ANYWAYZ <3 itz boyfriend hourz... this is kinda an... eh piece of writing but <3 whatever i just wanna see my bf

i wasn’t sure how i ended up in this predicament, but one question was burned into my mind: when did mao get so strong?

his grip around my waist was unbreakable (as i’d already attempted to struggle out of it), and i wasn’t sure how long it would be until he’d wake up. i sighed and pulled out my phone to entertain myself, and hope that i wouldn’t have to shake him awake. he’d probably need some sleep after nearly dancing himself to death last night..

he began murmuring something that i couldn’t make out, and nuzzled further into the crook of my neck. i gripped my phone tighter, hoping that he didn’t hear my quiet squeak of surprise.

he then started to stir and shift around, letting out a soft groan in the process. he pulled his arm away, and then noticed me beside him. 

“e-eh?! clementine?!” he pulled himself away and i took the chance to sit up in front of him.

“ah... hey, mao,” i looked down at my lap, “u-um.. good morning. i’m glad you finally woke up,” 

“w-what are you doing in my futon?!” his face was growing more and more red, and i was even feeling my face heat up too.

“well, um..” i adjusted my glasses, “i came to wake you up a while ago but you kinda ended up hugging me, and i couldn’t get away, so i just.. accepted my fate, i guess.”

“ah!” he covered his face with a hand, and avoided eye contact with me. “i’m sorry! i’m truly sorry..”

“you were half-asleep, mao... you’re fine -”

“n-no! you shouldn’t be so defenseless about it..” he sighed, shaking his head before he looks at me again, and flushes an even deeper red. “a-and hey! your yukata is slipping off! wear it properly!” 

he covers his face again, while i readjust yukata, blushing. “anyways, look, can i ask you about what exactly happened last night? while you were practicing with that nagisa guy?”

i hesitantly shuffled closer to him, and he looked off to the side. he exhaled, and looked back towards me as he began to explain, to which i listened intently.

“it’s just..” he frowned, running a hand through his hair, “his words really cut me deep, and i got super embarrassed and insecure and... just... pathetic. i feel like that i’ve made him look down on the other Trickstar guys..

“i.. wonder if i’m unneeded in Trickstar...”

“no! that’s not true!” i burst out, seeming to scare him with how loud i was. “really, mao, that’s not true at all! Trickstar needs you! a-and besides! the group just wouldn’t be the same without you, and everyone else would agree!”

he was rendered speechless, but he closed his mouth and started to softly laugh as i stared at him.

“w-what? was it something i said?”

“no..” he breathed, recovering from his fit of laughter. he gave me a bright smile, and as he tilted his head, some of his hair fell into his face. “thank you, clem. i really mean it.”

now it was my turn to be speechless, and i covered my face and smiled into my hand. “anytime, mao.”

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don’t leave

summary; clem gets dared to sit in ruggie’s lap for the remainder of the night, and he takes it a little too seriously. 

prompt; 74) Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap

a/n; EVEN THO I GOT PROMPTS I COULDNT HELP THIS BC I GOT AN IDEA. SCREW U R*GGIE I CANT STOP WRITING.. GO AWAY R*GGIE..... I HATE U

i wasn’t even sure why the hell i’d agreed to go to this party, but maybe it’s because cater and ace had promised me that one particular hyena guy would be there.

and, so, here i sat, right in the middle of the chaotic duo as leona dared me to sit in ruggie’s lap for the rest of the night.

“w-what-?!” i squeaked, looking at the lion-eared man with wide eyes. “you’re kidding.. right?”

“nope,” he popped the ‘p’ and continued to gaze at me lazily. “you can’t refuse a dare, or you’re a chicken,”

before he could even dare make chicken noises at me, i puffed up and shuffled over to ruggie, plopping myself down in his lap, earning a wolf-whistle from ace. i glared at him in response, and leaned back against ruggie’s chest, who had recovered from freezing up at my initial spout of “affection”. 

i wasn’t sure about him, but my face seemed to be red almost the entire time that i was sitting there. and, to make it worse, ruggie seemed to take this dare seriously when i had tried to get up and stretch as everyone returned to their own dorm rooms for the night.

he tsked and pulled me back onto his lap, and i made a noise of protest. “ruggie - what are you doing?” 

“didn’t you hear the dare? he said for the rest of the night, and it’s only 11..” he nestled his nose in the crook of my neck. i blushed in response and struggled against his arms wrapped around my waist. 

“can we at least move to your room or something?” i whined, “it was already embarrassing having to do that in front of everyone..” 

he stayed silent for a second before i was suddenly lifted up and into his arms, and we were on the way to his room. i covered my face and groaned, waiting for him to put me down. he managed to open his door and close it, and he tossed me onto his bed and before i could even struggle, wrapped me in his arms and, again, i was stuck on his lap.

we were in silence for a couple minutes before i broke it with a question.

“why are you insisting on continuing this dare?” i turned around to face him, and his ears flattened against his head. 

“no reason,” he hummed nonchalantly, but his ears were a dead-giveaway to his true emotions. 

“do you wanna tease me, huh?” i grabbed his shirt collar, putting a frown on my face. i lowered his face to mine and i narrowed my eyes, making him smirk in response. 

“yea,” he murmured, not even denying it. “you’re fun to tease,”

i scoffed and, while his guard was down, pulled myself out of his arms and moved towards the door. “fine, okay. then i’ll go and sleep in jack’s room because at least he doesn’t tease me,” i stuck my tongue out at him and went to open the door-

he pulled me back, “nah, i dont think you will,”

“are you fucking kidding me-?”

he murmured something under his breath. “um.. i didn’t catch what you said,” i raised an eyebrow at him from over my shoulder.

“i don’t want you to leave, clem,”

i froze, and he took this time to haul me back onto his lap on his bed. i squeaked, and he chuckled.

“wh-what do you mean by that, ruggie?” i faced him and gripped his arms. he nervously grinned at me and tightened his hold on my waist. “i’ll show you,”

he leaned in, and i felt his breath on my face. it.. felt strange, but i circled my arms around his neck as he leaned in further and kissed me. i pulled him ever-closer to me and began to mess with his hair, while he kept his arms around my waist.

it had felt like forever, but i pulled away for air; he followed me, grumbling under his breath, but settled for placing his forehead against mine.

“i hate you,” i breathed, and he laughed in response.

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oversized sweater weather

summary; ruggie steals one of my oversized sweaters. thats all.

a/n; this is another piece i wrote but 4got 2 share so *shovez this @ u*

i peeked through the door, taking in the sight before me with a red face. 

there stood ruggie, in the middle of his room, wearing my oversized sweater that had mysteriously gone missing last week, and without pants.. he had the soft fabric up to his nose, closing his eyes as he inhaled my scent. his tail was even wagging! and… what was that low rumbling sound?

i slapped a hand over my mouth to prevent myself from giggling, but that instead alerted him to my presence. he jumped, stopping in his tracks to look at me from the doorway, his ears perked.

i grinned, bounding over to him and wrapping my arms around his neck, “i like your sweater.”

his ears flattened against his head as he smiled nervously. he looked off to the side before wrapping his arms around my waist. i hummed, swaying the both of us back and forth. 

“y’know, i don’t mind seeing you in my clothes…” i held his face in my hands, making him meet my eyes. “it’s really cute.. but next time, you should tell me before you steal one of my favorite sweaters.”

“shishishishishi~.. you know i couldn’t help myself,” he nuzzled his cheek into my hands further, his smile softening. “it was just so soft.. and it smelled like you..” the low rumbling sound began again, was he purring?

“but.. no promises.” he pressed a kiss to my forehead. i stuck my tongue out at him. i rested my head on his shoulder as we gently swayed back and forth, listening to ruggie’s gentle purring.

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📔💕 + ruggie maybe :3c [dokiquents]

a/n; @dokiquents thank u! i hate it >:( i dont like r*ggie this drabble PROVEZ NOTHINGF I JSUT AHD A GOOD IDEA IN MIND I DONT LIKE HIMMMM/..... alsoi realized this was v much like the khun drabble i wrote but <3 worse bc i hate r*ggie <3

i gasped for breath, wheezing and coughing. i blinked, and suddenly felt myself falling forward. i closed my eyes, but i wasn’t met with the coldness of the concrete, but instead was met with something warm breaking my fall.

i opened my eyes blearily, seeing only a yellow shirt before my savior adjusted themselves, revealing the familiar hyena-eared guy i’d saved earlier. i was too tired to push him away, and instead relished in the warmth he was giving off. i closed my eyes.

“damnit, clem!” i opened my eyes again, squinting at him. ruggie took off my glasses and hurriedly tucked them into his pocket, gently grabbing my face as more footsteps approached the two of us. “hey, hey, look at me,”

i made eye contact with him and gave him a reassuring half-smile, shakily reaching up to pet his flattened ears. “‘yr ears ‘r fluffy...” i slurred.

he gave me a breathy laugh, tears welling up in his eyes. “you’re the worst.. i can’t believe you..” he smiled back down at me as my vision becoming even more blurry. he was saying something to someone else, but i couldn’t hear him.. i could only hear the ringing in my ears before everything went dark.

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the first thing i felt was a weight on my lower body, and a throbbing pain throughout my entire body. i lifted myself up and leaned on my elbows, seeing the famous hyena boy’s head laying on my stomach. it looked uncomfortable for him to be laying like that, sprawled across the tiny infirmary that could barely hold me.

i made a noise of discomfort as he nuzzled into the black cloth of my t-shirt, laying back down and gently ruffling his hair. at this, he seemed to stir and lifted himself up, blinking a couple of times before we met eyes. we stared at each other, although he was a little blurry without my glasses on. 

he suddenly lunged towards me and engulfed me in a hug, gripping me tightly. i froze, and slowly wrapped my arms back around him. “uh... ruggie..-?”

“don’t you ever do that again,” his voice came out low and shaky, and he burrowed his nose into my shoulder. “i can’t take seeing you hurt like that..”

i felt my face go hot. “w-wh-?”

he then took my face in both of his hands and stroked my cheek, making me notice that his eyes were slightly red. my gaze softened, but i refused to make further eye contact with him. 

“clem... please look at me,” he pleaded, and i couldn’t help but comply. 

we made eye contact and i held my breath as he continued to gently stroke my cheek with his thumb. “hey..” he breathed; our noses were almost touching. “c... can i kiss you?”

it took me a hot second to realize what he’d said, and he was already stuttering apologies and inching himself away before i was able to react.

he’d shuffled himself away a little bit before i thrust myself forward, grabbing his shirt collar and pulling his face close to mine once again. i slowly leaned in and kissed him, and he immediately placed his hands on my hips.

i slowly moved my hands up to his hair, twirling it around my finger before gently scratching the base of his ears. they twitched, and when i lifted one of my hands to scratch it further, it flicked and he giggled into the kiss.

he pulled away, breathing heavily but doing his signature laugh. he wrapped his arms further around my hips and drew me closer, nuzzling into my neck. i moved my arms down to wrap around his neck and i laughed with him, basking in the calm moment before everyone else would find us and ruin it.