Protectors~

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

🃜 pairing : Poly! Lost Boys × Vamp! Female! Reader

🃜 fandom: the lost boys × reader

🃜 summary: Reader is a newly turned vampire and mated toThe Lost Boys. She was turned a few months before Micheal arrived. And the day that Frog Brothers come with the Emerson’s the Reader decided to sleep with her mates. And in their haste to rid Santa Carla of the Vampires they make a grave mistake. (No use of Y/n)

🃜 Word Count:2.7k

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

The cave was quiet, the only sound being the waves hitting the rocks outside. All of the inhabitants of the cave peacefully sleeping, well almost all of them. Something instinctual, deep in your gut and the back of your mind is telling you somethings not right. Slipping through the dark fog in the faint chime of hushed whispers. Voices exchanging softly, all dim and low like they were sharing secrets.

It has you pushing your face deeper into David’s neck in an attempt to muffle out the sounds, desperate to escape fully back into the comfort of a deep sleep.

You usually slept in a bed that wasn’t far from where the boys slept, while Star and Laddie slept in the more open part of the cave. Something in your mind told you to sleep with the boys, so you listened to it.

When you arrived back at the cave after feeding, you were brought to where they slept. There was a little arguing over who you slept with,but something was telling you to sleep with David. So you stopped them from arguing,and they all climbed up to the bar they hang from. Dwanye stayed on the ground with you, so you had help getting to David. Once David is settled he opens his arms for you, and with a kiss to your head Dwanye helps you wrap yourself around David. Once you’re settled David wrapped his arms around your waist, letting you tuck yourself into his hold.

It’s still daytime. Something deep in your gut and the back of your mind assures that the sun is still high up in the sky, scorching and hot. An intuition that you still don't quite understand, but it has your limbs turning heavy and lax, muscles relaxing in David’s hold Your exhaustion has you numb to the world, the delicate rhythm of the waves crashing outside the cave muting down into nothing, the sound of the quiet voices vanishing.It must be two of the boys. Awake already. It would strike you as odd on any other circumstance, and to a degree it does, but your sluggish brain is quick to let go of that train of thought.

The insistence that something is wrong fading into an ignorable afterthought. The scuffle of shoes along dust and stone ignites a tremble down the notches of your spine, as though your body is begging for you to wake up and investigate while it simultaneously sinks further into David’s tight hold.

Something isn't right, something isn't right.

It's like a chant. A primal whisper that coils through your bones and sinew. Leftovers from your ancestors, remnants of the instincts that had kept them alive long ago, but it all seems null and void against the fatigue that seems to press you down like a physical weight. Even while hidden away from the sun it seems to sap you of all your strength.

It's impossible to even try to rouse yourself. Its as though you're held under water. The strength of that debilitating exhaustion sweeps back over you, making the sound of the angry, masculine voice that rises up high within the cave, reverberating from the dust covered stone, dim and distant. As though it's miles away.

“I feel a draft. I think there’s something up here.” You hear from far-away, murky and vague.

“Let’s check it out Sam.” Another voice.

“I’ll be right back Mike.” A third voice. Mike. Mike. That sounds familiar from somewhere - someone. A name mentioned in passing. Mike. Michael. A discussion carried on by the boys while they were all encircled around one of the burn barrels one night. So casual while they considered the fate of a complete stranger as though they were discussing dinner and not the destiny of a man's soul. Some sap that had apparently caught the eye of Star. She hadn't wanted it to go far, but then again, it's never supposed to go that far. But David wanted the guy dead. He was meant to be her first, she hadn't been able to do it.

A wave of muddled scents breaks past the barrier of the rotting wood. Unfamiliar and thick, coated with cologne and shampoo that you don't recognize. All of it twisting with something even more out of place here. Something alive. Heat and life and blood. Iron, warmth, and salt. It's distinctly human. Living. The alarms go off in your head. Raging and flashing red in a way that's violent. And a bright light flashes behind your eyelids.

“JESUS.” One of the voices yells, another one screams before being cut off. Your eyes blink, lashes fluttering as you try to fight the sleep weighing your lids down. Your vision blurs a little, straining through the exhaustion, but then you notice the three figures standing below. They're children. Looking lost, dressed in camo and gear as though they've prepared to fight a war. One has his hand wrapped around the mouth of the blonde child muffling his scream. Wide blue eyes reflecting a visible panic while he stumbles back away from the other two. Another swears, cursing sharply under his breath while he flinches. But it's the one closest to you that moves. His dog tags glinting and chiming from a movement so sharp that it had to be a reflex, but the determination burning in his eyes is purposeful.

“I thought they were supposed to be in coffins.”

“That’s what this cave is. One giant coffin.” The one with the bandanna says as he moved with the other one dressed in camo. They begin to climb up the wood beside your group.

“They’re at their most vulnerable. Easy pickings.”

“You just have to kill the leader huh.”

“We don’t know which on he is. We’ll kill them all.”

“We’ll start with her. She’s already seen us.” They say as the climb closer to where you’re hanging with David. An animal kind of panic tears through you, lighting up your nerves like lives wires, electricity and adrenaline burning through your veins with the white heat of fire. You try to move and wake up David, but your limbs struggle, sleep thawing in your tired arms and legs.

"Kill her, kill her!" One shouts all while the blonde in the background yells at them to stop, but it falls on deaf ears. The boy wielding the stake lunges forward with a war cry. You manage to wiggle slightly in David’s hold.

“David wake up!” A panicked shout rips from your throat, but David remains sleeping.

"The bitch is trying to wake them, you gotta get her before they wake up," someone shouts in a panicked rush. You continue to squirm in David’s hold trying to get the two of you away from the teenagers. Poised in the air, high above the boy's head in an arch. There's hardly any time to act and fear sinks in your gut, chilled and frozen as he drives it down with all the strength he has in his body; his lips curled in a hateful snarl. He's going to kill you. This is it. This is how you die. Your mind screams it over and over again on a broken loop, but your body acts all on its own. It twists so David’s unconscious body turns away from the stake,and your heart is away from the point.

There's no time to rejoice when the stake is already piercing your skin. It sinks in deep, parting flesh and muscle beneath its lethal point. The boy collapses and tips over the side of the ledge that they were standing on. You don't initially realize that you're screaming. You feel it first. The strength of your agonized wail shreds up your throat as though you've swallowed nails, but that pain is secondary to the fire and anguish pulsing through your shoulder. The stake is still wedged inside of your back, burrowing past skin and meat, prying at your shoulder blade like it means to rip it free from the sinew keeping it intact with the other bones. You're bleeding. You can smell it, sharp and distinct in the panicked air. The pain is crippling. Ripping and engulfing, eating up your spine.

The boy with the blue bandana wrapped around his head is stepping forward, already clasping a stake in a white-knuckled hold. The resolve in his eyes is haunting. The desire to kill you fervent and glaring in his stare. That's all it takes to have your voice spilling from you, rising up in another terrified shout.

“BOYS WAKE UP!”

"Say your prayers bloodsucker." He practically spits it out, lips twisting in a grimace as he moves forward preparing to stake you again. And then combined hissing and snarling fills the pit as the boys awaken. They finally awoke to your shouts and the smell of your blood. Four sets of yellow eyes focus in on the three humans in front of them as snarls fill the air.

"Guys, guys, we gotta go." It's the blonde that's repeating it over and over as he sees the vampires awaks, stumbling over his words while he jerks on the other's arms. They give in without any resistance. Fear alive and bright in their eyes, even while the kid with the bandana points his stake in your direction and tosses a quick "This isn't over" at you as the three of them take off in a brisk jumble in the direction that they came from.

The growls from within the cavern raise up higher as the boys realize what happened and it has the kids in a full-blown panic. Tripping over their feet in an ungraceful run as they try and reach the opening of the cave. Your body trembles and your head rolls forward onto the snarling David’s chest.

“YOU’RE DEAD MEAT.”

You can feel your lung snag and pinch as though it's being burned from the inside out, catching on the point of the stake when you inhale. It has you crying, a tear managing to trickle free as your ribcage shudders violently as you gasp.

You don't want to take your eyes off of them, desperate to track their panicked flee, but your eyes cloud over. Stars dot your vision, spotting and flickering in shifting colors as a vignette blurs around the corners of your sight. You feel the world spin as David jumps down from the bar and lands on his feet. You still cradled against his chest. Three more thumps follow as the rest of the boys land behind. Iron coats your tongue. Thick and wet. Bursting up from the back of your throat while you try to breathe, spitting up with each labored inhale. You can feel your life waning. The strength diminishing, shrinking under your skin. Dying out like a flame that's being smothered. Whimpers spill from your lips as your carefully laid on your bed. You can hear the sound of claws ripping across the earth as two of the vampires tear their way out of the chasm like creatures pouring out of hell.

You hear muffled screams and shouts. The dull thud of hysterical footsteps as they rush to escape before death can seize them. You hear David's bellow roll throughout the cave, crashing over the screams from the horrified children. The loud chaos of it all grows dim - distant as they're no doubt running up the mouth of the cave while Paul's laugh rings out from somewhere far away.

It makes you jump when a pair of hands smooth over your shoulders, light like a caress, but you can still feel a heavy tremble run through the fingers. A voice hums out, cooing softly to hush you when a strangled sob wrangles out from your body. The way they handle you is delicate, softly turning you over onto your hip and lifting you up to cradle you against their chest as though you might shatter into a million pieces otherwise. Breathing past the wet iron to try and notice the traces of spice and earth and musk.

It was Dwanye. You try to say his name, but your throat tightens, choking on blood. You can feel his fingers grip your bicep, holding you still and you know that he's looking at the stake punctured deep in your flesh. His hold is nowhere close to the to the wound and yet it flares pain across your nerves, making you twist in his arms while a gutted sob wracks from your body.

"I know, I know, love. I know,but I have to take it out" he says into your hair. It's difficult to hear his voice past the roaring in your ears, but once the words make it past the hum. It's like you can feel the agony already, simmering and slicing across your fried nerves like the edge of razor blades.

“Marko! I’m gonna need your help. ” He calls and you can hear another person coming. And then a gloved hand is cradling your face. The glove was cold against your skin as the hand tilts your head back from where it was tucked against Dwayne’s shoulder. It makes your lashes flutter, and you have to force yourself to keep your eyes open with how heavy they've grown, weighing heavy and threatening to slip closed.

“If we don’t remove it. You’ll die baby.” Marko says. There's a protest lodged somewhere in your mouth, slick from the blood and caught on a broken gasp, but you don't have time try and voice it.

“I’m gonna hold her still you pull it out.” Dwanye says as his grip around you tightens. Marko nods, gripping the stake in his hand and pulls. You want to scream, but there's no air left in your lungs for you to do so, and all that makes it out is a ragged, splintered gasp.

Scorching hot pain pours in your veins as he rips the wood from your shoulder. It slices ribbons up your spine, feeling bone deep and white-hot, acid lashing up your muscles.You thrash in Dwayne’s lap, the grip around you tightening and pinning you against his chest. Marko continues to pull the stake from your shoulder, and there’s hardly any relief once its out. The damage it's done is still agonizing, coiling through your muscles. It's as though the flesh on your back has been flayed.

You can faintly hear the clatter of the stake hitting the stone walls. As the two fuss over you, David and Paul rush back into the area where your bed is.

“How is she?” There's a rawness to his voice, a breathless edge despite the non-necessity of breathing.

“She needs to feed.” Dwanye says. “She won’t make it to sundown.”

David stalks forward while dragging his nail across his wrist. He kneels beside your bed and presses his wrist against your lips. You clasp your fingers around his arm, digging into the aged leather of his jacket. Your teeth bury themselves into his arm as his blood pours down your throat. You feel a hand stroking your head as you feed on his blood. Life floods back into you with each gulp, syrupy and warm. The hole made in the split meat and torn flesh of your back begins to mend in a sluggish process, stunted. You’re cradled protectively between Dwayne and David as Paul and Marko hover around the two.

Paul leans over and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.

"Did you get them?" Dwayne asks.

The thick silence that follows gives Marko and Dwayne their answer. And twin snarls rip out of their throats.

“They’re dead.”

“And they will be. They will be.” David says with a snarl.

“Marko when nightfall hits I want you and Dwayne to go hunt. She’ll need an actual feeding and we’ll need our full strength.” David says as he continues to stroke your hair, letting you have your fill of his blood. He wanted to make sure your wound was healed.

“Paul you’ll be staying here with her while we go take care of the little pests.” Paul nods as he sits on the edge of your bed by your head.

“They’ll regret touching our mate.” They all say as your wound completely healed and you pulled away from David’s wrist sagging against Dwayne as exhaustion took over. The boys continued to plan their attack as you fell into a deep sleep.

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Saving his Damsel~

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

🃜 pairing : David × Female! Goth! Mate Reader

🃜 fandom: Lost Boys x Reader

🃜 summary: Reader is new to Santa Carla and after avoiding the boardwalk for months she joins her friends for a night. She is drawn to the carousel and thats where she meets the boys. (no use of y/n) (I left the outfit entirely up to you the only thing described are the belts, boots and jacket. But you can imagine your look however you want)

🃜 Word Count: 2.3k

🃜 Warnings: Physical Assault, Death

🃜 Requests: Open

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

The lights of the Santa Carla boardwalk will draw anyone in from tourists to surfers and even goths like yourself. You were still new to Santa Carla area having moved there a few months prior. You had been to the boardwalk a few times,but people weren’t really your thing so you stayed away. One night your friends that you’ve made since moving there wanted to go explore the boardwalk. They only went to it during the day,their parents didn’t want them out after dark, but they were finally able to go. You spent the evening hours getting ready, teasing your hair into a huge messy up-do. You used a lot of hairspray, starting with your roots you styled it into a poofy and messy look. After your hair was done you covered your face in white foundation before lining your eyes with black liner, big bold wings now standing out against the white foundation. And to top off the look you added black lipstick to your lips.

Now your outfit. You had dug through closet for an hour before finally deciding on something. You had slipped on the clothes you chose before layering some belts and chains around your waist. And finally to complete the whole look you throw on some combat boots and your black leather jacket. After spraying some perfume, you grab your keys and head out the door. And in your driveway sits a black 1967 Chevy Impala, it shines in the last bit of sunlight.

You slide into the drivers seat, setting your bag beside you. After sliding the key’s into the ignition you start the car,and it comes to life with a small hum. You sit their for a few minutes going through your cassette tapes, before deciding on The Cure. After sliding the cassette tape in,you car is filled with the lyrics from A Night Like This. The drive to the boardwalk was peaceful, most of the locals retreating into their homes before nightfall. The boardwalk was mostly full of tourists and the braver side of the locals.

You park your car in a spot that was close to the boardwalk. You barely come here at night so you wanted to make sure you could get away fast. You were the first of your friends to get there so you get out, and lean against the rails by the entrance. People watching was always fun in Santa Carla, there were so many different types of people. There were the tourists, the punks, the goths (like yourself), the girls who just wanted a good lay, and the guys who would jump anything with a set of legs. And of course there were the Surf Nazi’s, they were some of the crudest people in Santa Carla. Your thoughts were cut off by loud bike engines,and you knew which group it was. All of Santa Carla knew who they were. The infamous Lost Boys.

You had never seen the group in person so you looked curiously. There were three blondes and a brunette. The first blonde you saw had curly hair, a patched jacket, and cherub like face.

The second blonde had long, wild blonde hair and blue eyes. He’s wearing a black coat that reaches his knees with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and split up the back, ending at his waste-line. The next one you saw was the brunette, he was tall and wore a black jacket without a shirt underneath it. And the final one you saw took your breath away. His short hair was styled into a mullet, and it was a platinum blonde. He wore a leather jacket, matching gloves, and dusty black pants. As you were looking him over, he was looking right back at you. And your eyes collided (e/c) clashing with an icy blue. You quickly averted your eyes not wanting to get on their bad side or have to much attention put on you.

Unfortunately for you, their attention was already on you, specifically David’s. The rest of the boys heard David’s thoughts through the pack bond, and they knew that he called dibs on you. The boys stayed perched on their bikes as David watched you with a cigarette between his lips. Then your friends finally arrived, and you headed into the boardwalk with them.

“Let’s go boys.” David says as he climbs off his bike and makes his way onto the boardwalk.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　 𓉸𓉸𓉸𓉸𓉸 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

You knew that your friends weren’t gonna stick around long. They were the type to go find any guy that would show interest. Since they ditched you, after some debating you head to the carousel. As you get on the carousel you notice a beautiful black horse,and make a beeline for it. You climb up on it, sitting sideways so your legs can dangle off the side. Your hand wrapping around the pole to keep yourself from falling as the carousel starts to move. As the ride moves you swing your legs humming Girls Girls Girls by the Motley Crue. Santa Carla was always full of excitement, but at this moment it was peaceful. That peace didn’t last very long when suddenly you felt two people move behind your horse.

“You got some pretty good music taste Goth girl.” You turn your head towards the voice, and you see two of the blondes behind you. The one that spoke was the long haired one.

“Yeah didn’t expect a girlie like you to know Motley Crue.” The curly haired one says as he leans against the back of your horse.

“And what’s that supposed to mean? Looks don’t define a person’s music taste.” You shoot back with a small glare as you cross your arms across your chest.

“Oh the little lady has some fire in her.” A new voice joins in as the third blonde appears on your side. His hand coming up to grab the pole as he leans in a bit closer. As he leans closer the fourth one joins standing by the front of the horse, they made it to where you couldn’t run.

“What’s a pretty one like yourself doing all alone. We saw you with a group earlier.” It was the platinum blonde again.

“I don’t see how that’s any of your business…” You trail off realizing that you don’t know his name.

“David.” He says before pointing out each of the boys.

“That’s Paul.” It was the long haired blonde that first spoke to you, and he sends you a flirtatious smile.

“Marko.” The curly haired blonde. He sends you a wave with his fingers sporting a cheshire grin.

“And Dwayne.” The brunette didn’t say anything all he did was send you a nod.

“Well David as I said before I don’t see how it’s any of your business where my friends are.” You say before dismounting from the horse and leaving the ride once it stopped. Marko and Paul move to stop you, but David stops them with his hand.

“No one touches her. She’s mine.” Paul and Marko hold their hands up in surrender already knowing what this means with their brother. He rarely showed interest in anyone unless he was wanting to feed. And they could tell he didn’t want to feed on you. No he wanted something else.

“Well then let’s go get your girl.” Paul says as him and Marko start to shove each other making their way off the carousel. David and Dwayne share a look before following after the Terror Twins.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　 𓉸𓉸𓉸𓉸𓉸 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

After escaping from the boys you wander around the boardwalk slowly gathering your friends so you can leave. Their parents still wanted them home at a good time since so many people go missing at night. So you made sure they left the boardwalk safely, and made it to their cars. You quickly do a head count of your friends before you all head towards the parking lot. Making sure they’re all safely in their cars and heading home you go to your own car. You reach into your bag grabbing your keys, continuing to your car until you hear a wolf whistle.

“Hey there hot stuff how about you join us for the night.” A male voice calls out followed by catcalls from what you believe are his friends. You ignore them picking up speed as you make a beeline for your car. It happens when you’re about an arms length away. You’re grabbed from behind your keys falling to the ground as you start to struggle.

“Come on baby don’t be like that we saw you with those biker punks. So come on you can show us a bit of attention.” The hands that were on you yank you around making you face the group. It was a group of the Surf Nazi’s.

“Let me go.” You say as you bring your hand up trying to pry his hand off.

“Playing hard to get I like that.” The guy says laughing as you attempt to pull away. His grip tightens on you, yanking you closer to him. As his grip tightens you let out a pained cry.

“Stop squirming.” He says as one of his hands grab a fistful of your hair. Another pained cry leaving your mouth. Before anything else can happen the roar of bike engines fill the air as four headlights surround you and the guy.

“I believe the lady said to let go.” David says from atop his bike, gloved hands clenching his handle bars tightly. The guy looks at his friends and they all just laugh.

“Or what. You’re out numbered.”

“Boys.” With that one word the boys descend onto the group. One set of hands is carefully yanking you out of the guys grip and pushing you towards David. Screams fill the air behind you, and you go to turn around before a gloved hand is stopping you.

“You don’t need to see that Doll.” David says as he pulls you closer to him. His free hand comes up to carefully fix your hair.

“Did he hurt you anywhere?” Words evading you all you can do is shake your head no. Your mind was still trying to wrap around everything that was happening. You were being saved by the Lost Boys. The biker gang that everyone in Santa Carla avoided, who they were scared of, but they were helping you.

“Hm good.” David says as he looks up at the carnage behind you. His eyes zeroing in on the one who had his hands on you. He was left alone but unable to run away after Marko broke his leg. The rest of the boys knew their brother would want him. For touching his mate that guy signed his own death warrant.

“Alright boys feeding time. Finish up and bring that one back to the cave with us.” David says and your face shows confusion at his words as the screaming begins to quiet down.

“Feeding time?” You mutter to yourself and look up at David.

“Feeding time? What are you talking about? What are you?” At your questions David chuckles.

“What am I. Why I’m yours just as much as you’re mine.” He says as he pulls the cigarette from behind his ear and puts it in his mouth.

“Yours?”

“Yes mine.” He says after lighting up the cigarette. He slides backwards on his bike making room in front of him. Leaning forward he wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you in front of him.

“So the Doll wants to know what I am. You hear that boys she wants to know what we are.”

“Who wants to know?” Paul says playfully

“The Little Lady wants to know.” Marko says. You let out a huff as they mess with you, and then you feel David’s hand on your chin making you look up. This time your breath catches in your throat again as you stare at a completely different face. His face looked monstrous his eyes now a reddish yellow, and his teeth now fangs. You look at him in awe and excitement as your hands come up. The boys look on with surprise on their faces from your reaction.

“Oh my god you’re vampires.” You say with a small squeal as your hands latch onto David’s face, tracing his vampiric features.

“You’re not afraid.”

“Afraid? No. Excited. Yes.” Your hands keep roaming his face.

“Never seen someone so excited over this.” Marko says from behind you.

“It’s weird they usually scream in fear not excitement.” Paul says as they begin to dispose of all the bodies except for one.

“How long have you been a vampire? Can you still eat human food? Does garlic actually work on you.” You start rapid firing questions and the boys could barely keep up.

“Woah doll calm down. I’ll answer all the questions you gave back at our cave.” David says as he gently pries your hands away from his face. The boys walk back to their bikes after getting rid of the bodies, Paul carrying the unconscious body of the guy who decided to mess with you. As he passes by Dwayne hands you your car keys that you dropped.

“You’re riding with me we’ll comeback for your car.” David says as he moves you to sit behind him.

“Wait before we go does this mean I get to be one of you.” You ask as you wrap your arms around his waist.

“Yes you’ll become one of us tonight doll, and that piece of garbage will be your first kill. Now hang on tight we’re about to have some fun.”

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whitlocklibrary

1 month ago

i had max & yuki duo for a week, but if anything happens to them i will fight.

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whitlocklibrary

2 months ago

The Dragon Queen~

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

🃜 pairing : Buggy × AFAB! GN! Dragonrider! Reader

🃜 fandom: one piece × reader, httyd x reader (Eryx is based off of the StormCutter Dragons (ex:Cloudjumper) from how to train your dragon.)

🃜 Summary: Reader is a dragon rider that is captured by the marines. And it just so happens a certain captain chose to raid that ship unknowingly helping the reader escape from the marine’s clutches. This is a story about how reader joined the Buggy Pirates and a few events that happened after it.

🃜 Word Count:5.7k

🃜 Warnings:cursing, marineford spoilers, fighting, Buggy is his own warning sometimes, minor ooc buggy

🃜 Requests: Open

𓉸ྀི ✩₊˚.☪︎ ⁺₊✧

You were thrown into the dank brig of a marine vessel, the force of the action enough to send you falling to the ground, your bound hands barking in pain as you tried to keep yourself upright. A small huff in the corner of the cell has you turning your head. When you turn you come face to face with your dragon, Eryx. You shuffle closer to him taking note of the muzzle on his face and the ropes binding his wings.

The two marines who had been commanded to bring you down here spat filthy insults your way. Insults you should have brushed off and forgotten about, but you have never been good at taking such things. Had always let them get under your skin--get you angry and upset. And seeing the sight of your dragon bound up like this only added more fuel.

Snapping your head around, teeth bared in a nasty snarl, you watched the door slam shut behind you.

“You fucking spoon-fed idiots!” You hissed up at the two marines who had been ready to leave before you had spoken. “You have some nerve doing this to m--” The taller one slammed his fist against the bars of your prison, causing a loud bang to ring through the metal walls.

You hardly flinched. Hardly bat an eye. A low growl is heard from Eryx as he brings his tail in front of your body.You’d dealt with some of the most terrifying big bads the East Blue had to offer. Big bads who thrived off chaos and ate babies for breakfast. These two goody-two-shoes marines would never in their wildest dreams live up to those creatures. Never utterly terrify you.

“We know everything about you. We know of your failed run as a bounty hunter with this monster. We know you killed a respected and loved member of our community--you are a criminal. Nothing but a no-good pirate.And your dragon will be so helpful for the world government.” He shot down at you in an air of superiority. Like you were nothing but the dirt under his shoes.

A criminal. A no-good pirate. And threatening your dragon. Those few words were worse than any insult one could possibly conjure and spit at you. Worse than physically getting slapped in the face.

You were by no means a good person, but a criminal--you were far from being a criminal. Not in the same sense as those you’d hunted down. Those who had done true evil in this world. Who had hurt innocent people--children. Criminals like their respected and loved community members. A, now-dead, marine commodore. A commodore who had gone too far in life without getting punished for his crimes.

Crimes you punished him for. And wanting to use your dragon to commit more crimes on innocents just boiled your blood.

Too bad they took away your swords and daggers or else you would’ve cut them down. The two marines keep taunting you, when suddenly an explosion is heard and you are thrown to the side. Before you can make impact with the wall Eryx’s tail is stopping the impact.

“Thanks boy.” You mutter as you pat his tail. The two marines quickly shake their shock off and take off towards the stairs. The sound of fighting and crazed laughter can be heard from your cell as you start to pry the muzzle off of Eryx.

“Just a little more and yes it came off.” After a bit more prying the muzzle finally breaks and it falls to the floor with a thump.

“Alright boy let’s blow this popsicle stand.”

You hold out your shackled hands and Eryx snaps them with his teeth.Once your hands are free you move and free his wings. Eryx blasts the cell open and you take off towards the stairs with him right behind you. You squint your eyes as they are assaulted with sunlight. When your eyes have adjusted you see a bunch of pirates engaged with the marines. You hold your finger up to your lips as you look at Eryx and then you quietly slip towards the crate where your weapons are. Good thing they threw them in there when you were still within sight.After prying the box open you quickly strap your sword to your back and your daggers to your thigh.

You creep back to Eryx and climb up on his back. Eryx gets ready to take off when suddenly you are being knocked off his back by a pirate with long dark hair that had alternating green stripes along one side of his hair. You couldn’t see the lower half of the man's face as it was covered by a large checkered scarf. You both land on the deck with a thump. Following that pirate is a marine with his sword drawn, the pirate is still sprawled out on the deck so you quickly draw your sword and deflect the on coming one. A small grunt leaves your lips as you push the marine back. The sound of the two swords clashing echo through the air as you continue to push the marine back. The pirate that crashed into you was now back on his feet and fighting another marine. A soft whistle leaves your mouth and Eryx’s tail swings from behind the marine. His tail makes contact with the marine and sends them flying into the wall.

“Good boy Eryx.” You sheath your sword once again and quickly climb back on his back. You give out another whistle and Eryx takes off from the deck. He circles above the ship as you look around the deck,looking for the pirate captain. Your eyes zero in on a pirate that dons a striped white and red shirt with, white gloves, a sash around his waist like many other pirates, and a pair of loose pants reaching to his calves, just above a pair of striped socks and pointy shoes. He also has a scarf around his neck. Hanging from his shoulders there is an orange, fur-lined captain's coat. On his head he has an orange hat with his jolly roger on it, over a neckerchief with the same pattern of his shirt.

‘that must be the captain’ you think to yourself as you lower Eryx down.

“Oi pirate captain.” You yell out as Eryx continues to circle. Buggy looks up from his spot when he hears a female voice yell at him. His eyes zero in on the massive dragon above him and then he notices the head poking out from the side.

“If you don’t want you or your crew at the bottom of the see leave the ship.” You yell out as you nudge Eryx’s side. He dives closer to the ship as you notice the pirate crew making their way back go the ship. Once all of them have made it you let out a sharp whistle. Eryx hears the whistle and opens his mouth, his saliva trails out over the deck as the marines scramble around the ship. He circles again and he lights the saliva he left. Once the sparks make contact the deck goes up in flames. Another sharp whistle leaves your mouth and he turns his body completely flying on his side you reach for one of your daggers and pull it out of the sheath. You pull the end of the dagger off revealing a secret compartment full of gun powder. With one tilt of the dagger the gun powder is landing on the deck and an explosion follows as Eryx straightens back up. The air is then pierced with laughter as you circle above the ship watching the marines flounder in the water.

Buggy stands on the deck of his ship looking at the dragon above him. The dragon was a woody-brown color , with a cream underbelly, and blue highlights with bright lilac and white hints on wings and underbelly. The dragon had two pairs of wings, three tail fins, head frills, and what looked like a smashed face. His eyes then go to the rider they had (h/l) (h/c). They were covered in what looked like scaled armor and had a sword strapped to their back.

“GET THEM ON THIS SHIP. I WANT THEM ON THIS CREW.” He yells out and the crew scrambles to get the dragon rider on the ship.

You continue to circle above the ships when you hear yelling from below you and you look towards the pirate ship. You saw a brightly colored ship, which imitates a circus feel. It has many circus tent designs on it. Its figurehead is an elephant with the trunk as a cannon. You notice the crew of the ship readying ropes and look at them in confusion before it dawns on you. They wanted to capture you, but you weren’t gonna let them harm Eryx after what the marines did.

“Come on boy let’s go see what these pirates want.” You nudge his side and he dives towards the brightly colored ship. The crew sees the dragon getting closer and they stop running around as the watch you get closer.

Eryx lands on the deck with a heavy thump and you stay seated on your saddle as the crew parts to let Buggy through. And man was this captain handsome up close. The first thing you noticed wasn’t the red nose on his face, it was the beautiful sea colored eyes. He had two blue triangles above his eyes, and above those were two bones crossing into an X on his forehead. His red lipstick was painted into a big smile on his face.

“Well well hello there Little Rider. What you did was pretty flashy.”

You cross your arms across your chest as he circles around Eryx.

“What do you want pirate captain. I saw your crew preparing to capture us.”

A laugh escapes his lips as he stops infront of Eryx.

“Straight to the point Little Rider. What I want is you on my crew.”

“Yeahhhh no hard pass.”

“Come on Little Rider. Join my group of freaks we don’t bite.” A menacing smile makes it away across his face. “Well not hard anyway.”

“I’m not interested. I’m a dragon rider not a pirate.”

“But aren’t ya tired of the pesky marines hunting you down. That little stunt you pulled along with killing their commodore will make you a pirate in their eyes. Hell you’re gonna get a bounty now.”

Your eyes widen slightly at this information as it fully dawns on you. Your own actions will make you become a pirate to the government. And with Eryx many people will be coming after your head.

“So join my group of freaks Little Rider.”

And that is how you became apart of the Buggy pirates. And true to what Buggy said a few days after you joined you got your first ever bounty. The News Coo delivered the paper during breakfast. The wanted posters already being looked at and cheers follow shortly at the increase of Buggy’s bounty. You were in the middle of feeding Eryx a bucket of fish when a detached hand floated in front of you with a brown piece of paper. You take the paper from the hand and look back to where Buggy was lounging on his chair at the head of the table. You look back towards the paper and your eyes widen when you realize it’s your bounty poster.

‘Wanted’

The Dragon Queen

Dead or Alive

30,000,000

And the picture was from the day you met the Buggy pirates. It captured the moment you were on Eryx’s back head tilted back in laughter as the marine ship burned below you.

The poster is taken out of your hand as Buggy stands in front of you.

“Well my freaks our Little Rider has her first bounty.” He yells out as he holds the poster in his hand. All of the crew cheers as you look up at your captain.

A few weeks go by since you’ve joined the crew. You weren’t apart of the act that Buggy put on. Instead he sent you out on missions to gather information, or to find treasure maps. And when you were on the ship you were kept by his side along with Eryx who has befriended Mohji’s lion Richie. And you’ve also befriended the pirate that crashed into you that day. His name was Cabaji, he was the swordsman of the crew. When you weren’t with Buggy or on a mission you were with Cabaji practicing sword fighting or you were knife throwing. You’ve also became great friends with Alvida, you even make her hair accessories with Eryx’s scales. She saw you working on your armor one day and was curious if the dragon scales could make jewelry.

And currently you are on the deck of the ship working on some new armor with Eryx’s shedded scales as Buggy,Mohji,and Cabaji look for treasure on the island. It’s not long before Buggy comes back empty handed and angry. You don’t catch what he’s saying but you do hear Alvida when she speaks up from her couch.

“It’s no time to horse around you guys. If you can’t find out where Luffy is, how exactly are you planning to beat him.”

‘Ah so it’s about Luffy’ You think to yourself already knowing about Buggy’s weird obsession with the Strawhat. You see Buggy lift a hand and wave her off.

“Don’t be so uptight Alvida. Nothing’s wrong with having fun for now. Right.” You shake your head with a smile on your face as Buggy laughs. You put on the last few scales of your armor when you hear a familiar voice and you lift your head up.

“Luffy you say? If you wanna see Luffy I’ll tell you where he is.”

“See. He’ll tell us Luffy’s whereabouts.” Buggy says with his usual smile on his face. That smiles falls off his face when he realizes that it wasn’t one of his crew who said it.

“Who the hell are you?!” You turn your head to where Buggy is looking already having an idea of who it is. A tall muscular young man with curly black hair and a tattoo on his back purple bones formed in a cross behind a purple skull with a white mustache the symbol of the whitebeard pirates. The other tattoo on his upper left bicep that spells "ASCE" vertically. And on top of his head was a signature orange hat. You quickly set your armor down and get up working your way through the crew to get to where Ace was standing.

“Oh sorry for interrupting your party. I was brought forth by the quite appetizing smell of food. My name is Ace nice to meet you.” He says with a small bow towards Buggy.

“Oh no need to be so formal. Nice to meet you too.” Buggy says with a smile as Ace brings a piece if meat to his mouth and takes a bite. Then Buggy’s smile falls again.

“I’m asking you what you’re doing here!!! I don’t care about your name. What a flashy insolent attitude.”

“C-Captain. This guy is… Fire Fist.Fire Fist Ace. He’s the captain of Whitebeard’s second division.” Cabaji says.

“Whitebeard!!” The crew exclaims.

“Oh you guys know my boss? That’s cool-“ Ace begins then he stops as he falls asleep.

“HE FELL ASLEEP!” You continue to push through the crew now with Eryx’s help and you catch Mohji talking to Buggy.

“No.”

“Why this is a great opportunity any way you look at it.If we defeat Fire Fist Ace we’ll become instantly famous.”

“I SAID NO!!! Listen up guys. Remember this flashily.No matter what happens never mess with the Whitebeard Pirates.WhiteBeard is a legendary monster. He’s the only one who fought neck and neck with Roger, the King of the Pirates.He’s now without a doubt the world’s strongest pirate.He’s the man closest to the secret treasure, One Piece. And above all Whitebeard never forgives the killing of one of his own.Never. He’s that kind of man.”

“ You sure know an awful lot about him.”

“Of course…Long ago I met him in person here on the Grand Line.” The crew that was gathered around Ace jump back as he sits up.

“Sorry about that.” He says with a yawn. You finally push the last crew member out of the way and see Ace.

“ACE!!!” You shout as you tackle him in a hug. He let’s out a small oof as you collide with him as the crew and Buggy stare in shock. Once Ace get’s over the surprise of you tackle he smiles.

“Little Storm! I was wondering where you ended up.” He hugs you back before giving you a smack on the head.

“Do you know how worried Pops was when we haven’t heard from you.”

“Ow Ace you didn’t have to hit me.” You say with a pout as you rub the sore spot. Buggy watches you interact with Ace and he feels an uncomfortable feeling in his chest.

“WHAT THATCH IS DEAD!” The crew all jump in surprise at your shout and they see Ace with a serious look on his face.

“Yes. Teach killed him for a devil fruit. That’s why I’m out here. I’m hunting him.” Ace says as he puts a hand on your shoulder as you look up at him in shock. Eryx senses the change in your emotions and nudges his head against your back gently.

“Don’t worry Little Storm I’m gonna make him pay.”

“I know make sure to beat that son of bitch Ace.” He smiles as he ruffles your hair and then he hands you a piece of paper.

“I will Little Storm. Here take this make sure to keep it safe for me okay.” You nod as you take the piece of paper from him. He stands up from his spot and turns to Buggy.

“Sorry for appearing on your ship out of no where. I will be going now, I’m glad you found a crew Little Storm and I know Pops will be happy to hear it.” He jumps on the rail of the ship, and before he jumps to his glider he looks at Buggy.

“Take care of Little Storm or you’ll have to deal with their brothers.” And with one final wave he jumps to his glider and takes off. Once he is out of sight everyone turns to you bombarding you with questions.

“How do you know Ace?”

“Were you really with the WhiteBeard pirates?”

“What did Ace mean by brothers.”

The crew gets closer around you as you try to take a step back from everyone.

“Oi shitdiots back it up. Now.” Buggy’s voice carry’s over the crew as he shoves the closest members away from you as he puts himself between the crew and you. Once everyone is far enough to his liking and quiet he turns to you.

“How do you know Ace and Whitebeard Little Rider.”

“I first met them a few months after Eryx and I left our island in the North Blue.” Eryx pushes his head against your hand and you stroke the spot in between his two horns.

“It was my first ever run in with the marines. They managed to injure Eryx and we fell into the sea,even with his injury Eryx was able to keep us both afloat after the marines left. They thought we would be taken out by the sea,but we weren’t we were stuck in the sea for hours. And with Eryx’s injury at the time he started to get weaker the longer we were there.”

Your hand moves to the scar the marines left by his wing as you tell your story. The crew now sitting around you like little kids.

“Luckily I was on the edge of Whitebeard’s territory and they were sailing past when they spotted me. They pulled us a board their ship and after they treated our wounds. It took a few weeks for Eryx’s wound to heal so we stayed with them. Pops tried to get me to join them once Eryx was healed but I wasn’t looking to join a crew so they let me leave. But I became an honorary WhiteBeard pirate and unfortunately gained hundreds of new brothers.” A small smile makes it way onto your face before it disappears remembering what Ace told you.

“I swear when I get my hands on Teach I’m gonna make him regret being born and I’m gonna feed him to Eryx.” Eryx let’s out a small growl of agreement as the rest of the crew take a step back from your anger.

“Well Little Rider you’ll have plenty of time to plan out what you’ll do to that traitor. We’ll make sure of that.” Buggy says with a sinister smile on his face and you mirror it back with your own.

“Now let’s party.” The crew cheers as they bring out more barrels of booze. Buggy throws his arm over you shoulder and he brings you with him to his throne like chair. He releases your shoulder to sit on his throne,and looks at you as he pats his thigh.

“Come on Little Rider you sit with the Captain today.” He says with a small smirk on his and when he sees you hesitating he detaches one of of his hands with a pop. Then suddenly you’re shoved forward and you land in his lap as he hand reconnects.

“Ahh there we go.” He brings his arm around your waist knowing that you try to scramble away.

“Now my little rider let’s discuss your next mission.”

That was the last conversation you had with your captain before he was imprisoned. It’s been about 7 months since you’ve seen him. You and Eryx met at the rendezvous point like planned,but you were met with a captainless crew. And then the paper Ace had given you started to burn.

“ERYX COME ON BUDDY ACE NEEDS OUR HELP.” You put on your armor as Eryx takes off from the deck and circles to your side of the ship. You take off running across the deck and jump over the railing landing on your saddle then Eryx shoots off from the island.

The sound of metal clashing against metal fills the air. Marines and pirates alike are spread out fighting. And Buggy is seen in a tornado of sand. Two hands grab Buggy and yank him out .

“Oh you save-“ He starts but is caught off by a blade slicing him.

“…Jet Human Shield.” Buggy’s upper body turns to Luffy as he grabs him by his vest.

“YOU! What’re you doing? Strawhat!”

“What I’m not the one who cut you.Plus you just said ‘Don’t mind me! I’m here to save you.’”

“How deluded is your hearing?”

“Gum gum human shield.” Luffy yells as he brings Buggy’s torso in front of him.

“STOP IT.” Mihawk brings his sword up again and slices Buggy into shreads.

“I CAN’T TAKE IT! You must be ‘Hawk-eye’” Buggy says as he puts himself back together. His foot shoots out a red ball and it heads towards Mihawk.

“The special Muggy Ball! Blow away.” Mihawk brings his sword in front of him and hits the ball back at Buggy. An explosion happens and Luffy uses this moment to run towards where Ace is. The battlefield stills as the two guards by Ace get ready to bring their swords down.

“ACE!!!!!” Is heard from everyone around the battle field. Before the blades make contact with Ace’s neck the guards are blasted away by sand. Sengoku turns back to the battlefield looking to see who took our his guards.

“Who did this!?” In the center of hundreds of marine soldiers stands Crocodile. His jacket flowing behind him in the wind as the soldiers raise their weapons towards him.

“You bastard! I thought it was to our advantage to have you since you hold a grudge against Whitebeard.Crocodile!”

“I can kill that old, dying buzzard later.But before that I don’t want to let you taste victory.” And with that the battle continues as Luffy still fights towards Ace.

Suddenly a deafening roar is heard through the air and everyone looks to the sky. Eryx cuts through the air as Marineford comes into sight for you. He lets out a roar as you get closer and you look around the battlefield for Ace. You finally see him chained to the platform as well as the familiar flash of blue hair on the battlefield. You stand on the saddle and unsheath your sword as you shout.

“ACE” Everyone stands still as the massive dragon gets closer.

“LITTLE RIDER”

“LITTLE STORM”

“ITS THE DRAGON QUEEN.”

“ERYX DRIFT.” You brace yourself as Eryx draws closer to the platform where Ace is. Once he is close enough Eryx turns on his side and you push your feet against the saddle using it to launch yourself to where Ace is. You bring your sword in front of you and slice through the chains that are holding Ace to the platform. You let out a sharp whistle and Eryx circles back to you dodging bullets as he goes. You pull Ace up with you,and when Eryx is close you throw the both of you off the platform.

“ERYX GO TO POPS AND GET THEM OUT OF HERE.” You yell out as you stand on the saddle as Eryx glides above the battle.

“Little Storm what are you doing.”

“Getting you and Pops out of here Fire Breath.” You give him a kiss on the cheek and quickly give Eryx a pat on the head.

“Take care of them Eryx.” You jump off the saddle and pull open your arms using the newly added wings of your armor.

“LITTLE STORM!” You hear Ace yell from behind you as Eryx continues to fly.

Eryx lands on the ground in front of Whitebeard a with deafening thump. Whitebeard looks at his childs dragon as his son scrambles off the saddle.

“They sent you to get Ace and I away huh.” Eryx lets out a huff in agreement as Whitebeard lets out a sigh.

“Of course. MY SONS GO BACK TO THE SHIP WE HAVE ACE.”

“BUT POPS WHAT ABOUT LITTLE STORM.”

“THEY’LL BE FINE MY SONS NOW HURRY WHY WE HAVE THIS OPPORTUNITY.” Marco quickly grabs Ace and begins to drag the struggling pirate to the ship as Whitebeard looks to where you are.

“Be careful my child.”

You slash through the marines wanting to give as much time as possible so Ace can escape. As you engage with another marine you don’t notice the second one slipping behind you with a sword. Before the sword can make contact with you the marine is knocked out by a gloved hand.

“DON’T TOUCH MY LITTLE RIDER.”

“CAPTAIN.” You exclaim as you hear Buggy behind you. Suddenly dozens of prisoners from Impel Down come out helping you fight off the marines.

“Miss me Little Rider.” He says with his signature smile on his face. Before your mind processes what you are doing, you launch yourself at Buggy wrapping your arms around him. He stumbles slightly before regaining his balance and bringing his arms around you holding you tightly against his chest.

You pull away slightly and look up at him with a smile.

“Ready to show them how flashy the Buggy Pirates are captain.”

“You know it Little Rider.” And with that you both spring back into the fight.

“STRAW-BOY GET OUT THE WAY.” You hear a voice yell and turn around. And you see Luffy reaching for something on the ground as one of the Admiral’s goes towards him. You’re moving before you realize and shove Luffy out of the way of the punch. You let out a scream as the magma burns through your armor.

“LITTLE STORM!!”

“LITTLE RIDER!!” You hear voices call out to you as everything becomes muffled. Another deafening roar fills the air as Eryx cuts through the air to where you lay on the ground. He crouches protectively over your body as he blasts away the marines that surrounded you.

“GET AWAY FROM THEM YOU BASTARDS.”

Explosions are heard as Buggy blasts his way through the crowd making his way to where Eryx is crouching over you. Akainu brings his fist up again preparing to strike Luffy who was looking at Eryx and you. Before his fist could make contact with him his punch is blocked by a sword. The entire battle field stills at the appearance of Shanks. And a new ship makes it way into port.

“Why is one of the four emperors from the New World here!?”

“Red Haired Shanks!” Shanks sheaths his sword as he steps between Luffy and Akainu. You feel two hands carefully lift you and begin to move you away. You open your eyes to see who it is but all you see is detached hands.

“Buggy” You murmur as your eyes slide back close knowing that you’ll be safe. Buggy’s hands continue to move you until your on the side of the battlefield beside him.

“I gotcha Sweets.” He says as he leans you against a broken wall. Buggy lets out a small whistle to Eryx who carefully picks Luffy up by the back of his vest and carries him over as Shanks stands against Akainu. Buggy carefully lifts you up and sets you on the saddle on Eryx’s back.

“Come on Strawhat climb on we need to get to Whitebeard’s ship.” Buggy climbs up onto Eryx’s saddle and puts you in his lap as Luffy climbs on behind him.

“I know I’m not Little Rider but let’s get out of here.” Eryx spreads his wings and takes off from the ground as everyone begins to retreat.

Eryx glides carefully through the air not wanting to cause you any more pain.

He starts to lower in the sky as he gets closer to Whitebeard’s ship. The crew moves on the ship making room for Eryx to land,and he lands on the ship with a thump as Buggy jumps on his back.

“Hurry Akainu burned them we need to treat it.” Marco pushes through the crowd and runs over to where Buggy is laying you on the deck as he cushions your head.

“Luffy!” Ace yells as he runs to his little brother.

“Ace!!” Luffy cries out as he wraps his arms around Ace and attaches to him like a koala. As Luffy and Ace have their little reunion Marco is carefully healing your wounds as Buggy watches with a worried filled face.

“They’ll be okay thankfully Eryx’s scales can handle that type of heat yoi.“ You slowly start to come too as Marco continues to heal you. You let out a small whimper as you feel some of the burns.

“Shh its okay Little Rider. He’s almost done.”

“C-Captain. Pops and Ace?” Before Buggy can respond another voice cuts him off.

“We’re okay Little Storm you saved us. Marco once you are done treating them bring them and the other snot nosed brat to Little Storm’s room.”

“Hey who are you calling a snot nosed brat you old man.” Buggy shouts as he carefully lifts your head off of his lap.

“THATS WHAT I’M CALLING YOU. YOU BRAT.”

Before Buggy can get any further you reach a hand out a grab his arm.

“Captain leave Pops alone.” He let’s out a huff and sits back down as you move your head back to his lap. Eryx curls up around the three of you as Luffy wrestles with Ace.

“And done Little Storm.” Marco says as he gets up.

“Come on I’ll show you where their room is. Fossa bring Eryx to his normal spot yoi.” Buggy gets up and lifts you up in his arms. He follows Marco down the hallways of the ship.

“This is their room if they need anything just ask them for directions. Oh and Buggy treat our sister good because Pops won’t hesitate to throw you over board yoi.” And with that Marco goes back down the hall and out to the deck. Buggy opens the door to the room and steps in.

“Alright Little Rider lets get you in bed you earned it.” He gently lays you on your bed and carefully pulls your armor off your shoulders and arms. He goes to take a step back but your hand on his arm stops him.

“Don’t go Captain. “ He stands there as his emotions fight each other.

“Ahh screw it.” He mutters as he takes the hat off of his head and lays the coat he was wearing on the chair. He carefully lays in the bed beside you. You don’t like how far he is from you so you move closer and lay your head on his chest. Buggy tenses up slightly at this not knowing what to do. He slowly brings his arm up and wraps it around your waist carefully as his body relaxs when you snuggle into his chest.

“Missed you captain.”

“Buggy.” He mutters

“Huh what was that.”

“Call me Buggy.”

“Okay Buggy. I missed you was worried.” You mutter as you bury your face into his chest.

“Missed you too Little Rider.” You hear him say as you feel a kiss on top of your head.

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