Clemence brothers’ property

Rating: Fluffffff

WC: 1068

A|N: Cole is an OC of mine! 

Ikemen Revolution Fanfic

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He towered over Oliver during the day, giving the hatter a sense of insecurity. At the same time, as Oliver gazed up at his slender frame and broad shoulders, he felt safer than he ever did before. At night, they measured up almost perfectly. However, the same sense of security still lingered. Their fateful meeting at the pub one weekend proved that they had more in common other than simply being exactly the same height. 

Cole ruffled his golden blond hair and shot Oliver a smile. “I’m telling you, green is my absolute favorite color!”

Oliver shook his head and smoothed out the shoulder of his emerald jacket. “You’re just being a copycat.” He took a long swig of his whiskey. 

“I also really like tea parties.” Cole nodded, tossing back the last of his pale ale. “And tiny tea cakes to boot.”

“Shut up.” Oliver glared at him. 

“Why?”

“You-” Oliver began but relaxed his features. Cole’s clear blue eyes sliced through Oliver’s London fog ones as he paused. With a gentle smile, Oliver spoke up. “You heard about my tea parties and you want to join in, is that it?”

“You host tea parties???” Cole’s brows shot up. 

Oliver memorized the new facial feature as fast as he could before it went away. The new-look was intriguing to him, yet, he couldn’t pinpoint why.

“Of course. I am the mad hatter. Did you not read any of the wonderland books?" 

"Nah,” Cole smiled, waving the waitress over to them. “I wasn’t big on reading. I was a more hands-on kind of guy. Played outside a lot." 

“You’re joking.”

“Do I look like the joker?” 

Oliver opened his mouth to speak but waited until he was done ordering drinks. ”…and another whiskey on the rocks for this fellow.“ He ended the statement with a wink to the young lady. 

She couldn’t contain the smile that grew on her lips before she nodded and walked away. 

"I can order my own drinks. I have a running tab.” Oliver peered at Cole through slits in his lids.

“This one’s on me.” Cole clapped his hand on Oliver’s back and shot the hatter a dazzling smile.

“Hm,” Oliver looked away from his gaze, feeling his chest tighten. He’d only known Cole for a few weeks, yet there was a sense that he’d known him for far longer. 

Oliver cleared his throat. “You will have to come over sometime so I can show you what a real tea party is.”

“Ah, that sounds splendid. When would you like me to show up?” Cole removed his hand from Oliver slowly, moving to rest it on the space between them on the wooden table.

“Let’s do tomorrow afternoon.” Oliver watched the waitress bring their drinks to the table while staring at Cole. 

Cole ruffled in his pocket for some golden pieces the black army allotted him and handed them to the waitress.

“So, you want me to come over while you’re fun-sized?.” Cole squeezed the lime slice into his beer bottle with a huge smirk on his lips without glancing over at him. 

“Of all the things! Tch-” Oliver squared his shoulders. “A tea party at night has other implications." 

"I can pretend I don’t see the implications,” Cole stated matter-of-factly.

“Okay.” Oliver turned his head away, wishing the dust of blush that colored his cheeks could be controlled. “Tomorrow night then. Come by after dinner for dessert and tea." 

Cole wiped his hands on his navy slacks and nodded. "Sounds like a date." 

Oliver scowled at him.

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Later, Oliver waited for the sun to dip beyond the horizon before setting the table. Blanc helped him make a plethora of various desserts but was off to observe an unexpected happening with the Red army. At least that’s what Blanc said while hopping into the carriage and winking at Oliver. 

It didn’t help Oliver’s nerves that Blanc was gone, but then again neither did anything else that day. He tried hard to complete his work so he wouldn’t have much left to do. Successfully he got to a cozy stopping point in his project and continued on with his tea party execution. 

Just as Oliver placed down the last tray of tiny cakes coated in green pistachio frosting, a new carriage arrived behind him. He squared his shoulders and touched his hat to make sure it was in place. 

Cole hopped out of the carriage before it fully stopped, as if he’d done it a thousand times, and beamed a smiled at Oliver. 

“‘Evening, Oliver,” Cole shouted over the short distance. 

“Yes,” Oliver retorted, wondering if he should move to greet him or take a seat. “Good evening.” He chose to take a seat at the end of the rectangle table. 

“Oooh! Look at all these goodies! Oliver, you didn’t have to go out of your way for me.” Cole playfully winked and handed him a box that Oliver hadn’t noticed him hiding behind his back. 

“What’s this?” Oliver pinched his brows. 

“It’s just something for our tea party date.” Cole smiled down to where Oliver sat.

“It’s not a date,” Oliver grumbled. “And you didn’t have to bring me anything.” 

“Yeah yeah,” Cole placed the box in front of Oliver and took a seat next to him. “Just open it, will you?”

Oliver cracked open the box and scrunched his nose. “Carrot cake?!” He looked entirely offended.

“No, Genius.” Cole teased. “It’s actually a spice cake. Um, Since you never get to eat Blanc’s delicious carrot cakes I made you one without the carrots and added gingersnap.”  

“Oh.” The wind rushed the table, tousling Cole’s hair. ”It’s… thoughtful…” Oliver put the lid back on the sheet cake box and set it to the side. 

 “I just don’t want you to feel left out.” Cole peered up between his blond locks. His face was serious with no hint of a tease. Cole’s straight tresses hung low on his brow, in need of a trim, while he relaxed back into the chair. The twinkle lights lining the trees cast a dim shadow over his face. Oliver hadn’t realized he was staring, watching Cole’s features become more angled with the shadows. 

“Thanks.”

“Yeah.” Cole nodded. 

“Now pick a teacup and I’ll start a fresh pot.” 

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Really late Pocky Day comic LOL

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gavin: st..op mc: don’t wanna ♡

The "beauty mark light-haired cinnamon rolls " squad xD

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Jonah and Mozart won't get along well though xDD

I believe Mozart will find Jonah annoying as hell and Jonah will get mad at how Mozart ignores him xD

Cybird:

Also me:

A Cinderella story is apparently not the same without some of these...

Me while reading the story:

Hmm what would their reactions or scenes will be when their daughter / son walks for the first time ((o(*>ω<*)o))?

NOBUNAGA

It was another peaceful day when Nobunaga reads the documents in his hand, with MC by his side, playing with their first born.

He huffed, there's lots of documents to read and it really drained his energy. Then he glances at his jar of konpeito, reaching out to open its lid.

MC blinked when their daughter stop laughing, following where her attention goes to. It was the jar of rainbow candies in her father's hands.

"*gasp*! A-anata..!"

Nobunaga pauses before he could insert the first candy in his mouth and look at his wife, where she pointed at their daughter. "Anata..! Look!"

He then turned to his daughter and his carnelian eyes widened. His daughter trembled from standing for the first time, MC gulped as she took her first steps towards her father.

"Aahhh I wish I had a camera!!" MC tug on her husband's collar, and he put out the jar in front of him, opening his arms to his daughter.

"Come. You can do it." He chuckled as she's coming towards him more and more.

"Ahhh~ buu O 3 O." She nearly fell to the front, but before Nobunaga could catch her, she balances herself and hold onto the jar and let out a giggle.

Both of them fell silent, and MC shakes her husband "OH GOD NOBUNAGA DID YOU SEE THAT?? AAAHHH IT'S HER FIRST STEPS AAAHHH SO CUTEEEE..!!"

He chuckled throughout his wife's moments of happiness, lifting his daughter up into his arms and kissed her cheek many times. "I'm proud of you." He smiled as she nuzzle to his chest with a melodic giggle.

HIDEYOSHI

"Anata, could you hold ___ for a while? I need to take out his new pair of clothes."

Hideyoshi smiled to his son in his arms, cooing and kissing his nose and small hand that he place on his palm. His first born is so adorable, and he can't wait for him to grow up so he can spoil him and teach him with all he can offer.

"Alright, come ____, come to mommy~" MC take her son from Hideyoshi, and lay him down onto the soft futon to change into his sleeping clothes.

"Oh, it's time. MC, I will go out for a while for final check around the castle. Will be back less than an hour." He peck on MC's lips and his son's forehead. "I guess he will be sleeping by then. Good night, my son." He smiled softly before standing and walk towards the door.

"Eh.. Uhm.." His son whines. "Aww Honey.. Daddy will be back soon alri- *gasp*..!"

That perks her husband's ears. "MC? What's the matt-" He froze.

His son, despite being a baby, has a determined look on his face as he slowly stand on his legs, trembled to keep his own balance.

Hideyoshi automatically kneel down, surprised but eager to see how his son's first steps would be.

One, two.. And three steps. He nearly loses his balance but he managed to stand firm and continue to walk again. Four.. Five.. And six. He giggled as he tug on his father's sleeve, while his other hand tug on the other.

"Mmmf-" Hideyoshi hold back his tears as he glomp his son as a whole. "S-so cute..!! My son is so cute..!!!"

MC: Ahh my husband and son is so cute too .˚‧º·(ฅдฅ｡)‧º·˚. 💕💕💕!!!

MASAMUNE

"Mmm.." Masamune first born just woke up from her short nap. She blinked slowly to her smiling mother beside her, kissing her forehead with "Hello Honey~" before continuing to fix the hole in her husband's hakama.

"Daddy is cooking your dinner, he will come here soon, so wait for a moment okay?"

She giggled to her daughter's adorable face, turning to her work back until "Ouch!" She pricked on her finger. "Aahh.. Ow ow.. Now where's the bandage.." She opens every cabinet to no avail. "I guess I have to go see your Uncle Ieyasu for a while." MC take Shogetsu and place him near ____. "Could you please guard her for a while? Hehehe thank you Shogetsu."

Shogetsu purred, as if understanding what MC had said and curved its body all over ____. With that, MC went out to Ieyasu's chamber.

But then again.....

"...and next.." He plopped another mashed carrot into the porridge. "Okay, then.. Hmm. Oh..! The small bits of fis- oof..!"

Masamune look down. It was his daughter, standing while hugging around his right leg, with Shogetsu beside her. Ooh she can walk already. He smiled.

Wait.

She can walk-

"She-" He rubbed his only eye. "She can walk- AGDJSKSLFHF MC \(U A O)/!!!!"

BAM BAM BAM BAM! "ANATA!!!! ____ IS-..Missing..?"

Both of them were dumbfounded. Looks like their daughter had learned to walk by herself, with Shogetsu tagging and protecting her all along until she reach to her father's place.

IEYASU

Ieyasu rock his body back and forth, lulling his sleepy daughter in his arms. He lightly pat on her back, brushing on her short hair locks softly as she slowly fell asleep.

It was then Wasabi mewled outside his door, begging for food. "Hm? I thought I already feed her this morning.." He moved carefully, not to wake her daughter in his arms as he slide the door screen open.

"What is it Wasabi? You want to eat again?"

"Hmm.." His daughter whimpered. "Uh oh."

Wasabi mewled again.

"Oh damn-"

"Nnn.." His daughter woke up. Ieyasu nearly went pale when her whimper gradually change into a sob. He panicked some more when Wasabi bites on his sleeves. "H-hey..! Wasabi..! Be patient..! Ah- don't chew on it..!"

Then she stopped crying. This took her father's attention as she pull out her hands towards Wasabi. Ieyasu let out a sigh of relief; that saves him for now. He let his daughter touch on Wasabi's nose, and suddenly she struggle from his hold showing that she wanted to be release.

"No, no you can't. It is dangerous- *his daughter whimpered again* okay, okay, just becareful- tho I bet you understand what I'm saying." Ieyasu let go of her daughter and about to let her sit beside her, but she didn't.

She's standing on her legs and his eyes are big as a plate. "____? Uff-" Her daughter tugged on his scarf, unintentionally tightening the tightness around his neck. "Mmmf- w-wait..!" She started to walk whenever Wasabi moves, and tugging her father along by the neck.

Ieyasu didn't know which one to feel first. To be happy that she took her first steps or to feel sad she couldn't walk if he take her grip away from his scarf (somehow it's like a support for her to walk) or to be choked for a few minutes or from heaven's help, few seconds.

"My, Anata..! Our daughter had taken her first steps!!"

Ah another help from heaven, his wife had came back from her fabric shopping in town.

"Hehhehe she's playing with Wasabi..! Aren't they cute, Anata (∩´∀`∩)💕?"

"M-MC.. H-help-..!" Now he is thorned between happy or sad or get choked or let MC be happy for while until she notice he was choking or she could enjoy these moments until he fainted.

In the end, he fainted.

MITSUNARI

Whenever Mitsunari baby sit his son, he is not allowed to read a book. Why? Not only anything could happen, but he might missed any important moments.

His son's first steps nearly happen at one time. However it happen when Mitsunari was not looking. He is too engrossed in his book.

The second type it nearly happen. But the moment he put the book down, his son sits down too.

Now he is fidgeting. He didn't know what to do, other than reading a book during his free time. He wanted to snuggle his son in his arms but he also wanted to wait for the moment to come.

MC giggles every time he wanted to reach out and hug his son, but he goes "Mmnnn I can't!" And put his hand back. "Aaahh MC, what should I do (っ◞‸◟c)?"

"Awww Anata. It will happen one day, I'm sure of it."

"*sighs* okay. I guess I will.. Continue to get some more picture books for him." He slumped, turning around towards the door.

"Abubu..!"

He blinked, and slowly look from his shoulder. His heart give an excited "Thump!" when his son already standing on his feet. He giggled, taking one to two steps towards his father while MC gave a knowing smile when Mitsunari look at her happily.

"Come, my son..! You can do it..! I will always wait for you..!" Mitsunari smiled widely, opening his arms to his son. "Ah..!" He quickly catch his son in his arms when he loses his balance. Nevertheless he is overjoyed. "You did it!! MC! He did it!! I'm so happy!!" He kissed his son on his cheeks lovingly as he craddle him into his arms. (BAWWWWW ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ -author herself self explode on this-)

MITSUHIDE

Mitsuhide took his son from MC, as she has to tie her hair into a bun. The wind during the season has made her hair went messy and so it's hard for her to hold onto her son, and tucking her blown hair behind her ear at the same time.

"Hmm?" Mitsuhide could feel his son wriggle in his arms. "What's wrong?"

"Maybe he wanted to.. *gasp*" She look at her husband. "Maybe it's time for his first steps?"

"Hohoh not bad. You really got your braveness from your mother hmm? Let's try then."

Mitsuhide let his son tug on his upper sleeve as support as he slowly tried to stand on his own legs. When he completely stable, Mitsuhide carefully let go of his son, watching him take his first step.

Despite his teasing just now, his eyes twinkle from happiness, so does MC. He is a doting father, tho he won't admit it.

"Nnn!"

MC nearly jolt when he about to fell backwards, releasing a sigh of relief when he get to balance himself back.

Then he stopped, turning around to face his parents fully with a giggle.

So, our “Lung” is on fire.

It is already threatened by huge deforestation, to the point it lost 20% of its width in less than 30 years.

It’s been burning for around two weeks and almost no word has been uttered about it. I, sincerely, have come to find out about it just now. I’m shooketh ™️ because we’re really burning away this planet.

Rating: Fluff

QuickFics Drabble

Prompt: “That feels nice” and “Let’s just cuddle forever." 

Ikemen Revolution Fanfiction

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Jonah’s eyes drooped shut with every squeeze of your hand. You massaged his shoulders firmly, hoping to work out the knots that developed during this week’s strict training. His porcelain doll-like face and perfectly sculpted features were hidden by the duvet that decorated his large bed. Stretching his body out, he relaxed further into your ministrations. 

Jonah sighed, bringing his hand up to pat yours. “That feels nice.” 

“I hope the candles are helping to relax you too. Let me know if there’s anything more I can do for you. I want you to relax tonight, okay?”

Jonah seemed to think on your words, staring off to the side as his amber eyes swirled with curiosity. “Anything?”

“Mmhm! Anything at all, sweetie.” You brought your hands down his spine and used your knuckles to rock against the tight knots. 

His training had been hard on him, especially after Lancelot praised him that one time on his form. Ever since, he’d been overworking himself in order to hear another ‘Good job, keep up the good work.’ from his king. It was a bit annoying that he looked up to Lancelot so much, but you understood their deep friendship and that Jonah would do anything for him. Because, you felt that way about Jonah, wanting to do anything to make him happy and please him. 

“A little to the left.” His voice was muffled in the pillow. 

“Sure thing!” You smiled wide, even though you knew he couldn’t see you. 

When you moved your hand, you could feel just how tense he was. He seemed to favor his right hip more when he stood, and this also seemed to be the case when he fought. You took note of that and continued with your massaging technique. 

“Alice,” Jonah moved his head to the side. His bottom lip jutted out, and his eyes went downcast. 

“Yes?” 

“I want you to come here.” His voice was quiet but held a hint of an ordering tone. 

“But! Hold on. I’m not done with your back yet.”

“You said you would do anything for me? I want you to come here, please.” His lips quirked up in a smile, and you knew he would win. 

“Fine, but only if you let me finish your massage later.”

He didn’t answer. Instead, he grasped your writs as he twisted and pulled up to his chest. Jonah faced you and pushed the back of your head into his chest. You inhaled with surprise, and his sweet scent filled you with fond memories of time spent together. 

“I’m here. Now, what is it.” Your voice was muffled, and you could feel his smile on the top of your head. 

"Let’s just cuddle forever.” He teased, pulling you in a tighter embrace than before. 

You pushed your hand on Jonah’s chest to keep him from suffocating you. “Nnngh, Jonah!” You struggled playfully. 

“Shhh,” He chucked, allowing you to look up at his mischievous eyes. “This is what relaxes me the most.” Jonah’s hand smoothed along your jaw. He pushed your hair behind your ear and kissed the tip of your nose. 

“Hugging?” You asked curiously. The soft yellow of the flickering candlelight made his face look warm and highlighted his most handsome features. 

“Cuddling.” He corrected. He relaxed against the pillow and studied the characteristics of your face. “More than any candles, hot baths, or massages. Cuddling with you puts my mind at ease and lets me relax with the person I love the most.” 

“Oh gosh…” You averted your eyes. “Jonah.” 

“You’re blushing.” He teased. “Good, because that also helps me relax.” 

“You’re silly, But, if this is what you want, then I’ll never leave.” You moved your hand to his face and slid your thumb just below his posh lips. 

“Good, because I wasn’t giving you the option.” Jonah’s soft smile filled your chest with a warmth that radiated throughout your being. 

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Thank you so much @shouta-bakugou  for celebrating my one year anniversary with me! And your ultra kind words! You are amazing!