Trick or Treat: Part 5 (Modern Halloween AU Kristanna Ficlet, Rated T)
Kristoff kept his back turned to Sven as he worked over the hot stove, stirring a boiling pot of noodles.
“Are you guys something now?” Sven asked, spinning around in his seat at the counter.
“Why does it have to be something?” Kristoff argued, picking the pot up from the stove and pouring the hot water down the sink. “Why can’t two people just enjoy being together?”
“Uhh, maybe because you’ve never brought a girl home,” Sven said exaggeratedly, waving his hands around in the air. “And Anna’s been practically living here for the past couple weeks. I should start charging her rent.”
When Kristoff didn’t respond to his joke, Sven kept talking.
“Have you guys–” he made a lewd gesture with his fingers. “–yet?”
Kristoff sighed. “No, dude. Anna’s not like that. Besides… she’s never done that before.”
“Neither have you,” Sven snorted into his beer, earning him a middle finger from Kristoff.
“Ouch, bro. Brutal.” He rose from his stool and moved towards the sink, swigging the last of his beer before rinsing the empty bottle and setting it on the counter with a clink. He whipped around then and lunged for Kristoff.
“I always knew that someday the perfect girl would come along to pop my boy’s cherry!”
He tried to grab Kristoff in a chokehold to give the larger man a noogie, but the ex-hockey player ducked out of it easily and shoved him away. Sven disappeared into the living room, pumping a fist in the air and laughing maniacally.
“I’m so proud!”
“Don’t forget you need to be gone tonight,” Kristoff shouted after his roommate; the brown-haired man had promised to disappear to Cassie’s for the evening so that Kristoff could prepare a romantic meal for just himself and Anna at home.
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang, and Anna stood on his front porch in a black, knee-length jersey dress and khaki jacket.
“Trick or treat!” she joked as soon as he opened the door, letting in a gust of cool November air.
“You know you don’t have to knock, right?” Kristoff laughed. “You can just walk right in.”
“So you’ve said.” Anna grinned at him as she helped herself inside and kicked off her flats. Kristoff closed the door behind her. “But I dunno, I just feel weird about it.”
She handed him a DVD case. “I was thinking we could watch this after dinner. It’s the one we haven’t seen yet.”
They made it halfway through the spaghetti dinner Kristoff had prepared before Anna was climbing into his lap, straddling him and kissing him deeply; since their first kiss at the bonfire, they’d quickly fallen into the habit of making out whenever and wherever they got the chance– the couch, the woods, Kristoff’s car, Kristoff’s bed. It was as if they couldn’t get enough of each other; being with Anna made the 21-year-old feel like a hormonal teenager again.
She whimpered as she kissed him, her legs clamping tighter around his waist, carding her fingers through his shaggy blonde hair and scraping her nails along his scalp. His hands roamed up and down her back as he tasted her with a flick of his tongue over her lips, holding her body as flush against his own as he dared, lest she get spooked and run out of his life forever.
The kiss became needier, heavier, when Anna slipped her tongue into his mouth, causing Kristoff to groan and grip her tighter, moving his hands to rest on her hips.
Lost in the haze of her tongue dancing over his, it took Kristoff far too long to realize that her fingers were beneath the fabric of his shirt, moving past the fine trail of hairs underneath his navel to dip below the waistband of his pants, her palm flat against the place where his thigh met his pubic bone.
He broke the kiss and huffed out a labored breath. “Is this moving too fast?”
He leaned back and scanned her face for an answer, but she only shrugged.
“I mean, probably…” She stared right back at him and licked her lips, which were parted from the effort of her breathing. “But this feels right– right?”
Kristoff gulped and nodded; he couldn’t deny that, although they’d only known each other a few short weeks, he felt deeply for her.
If he didn’t know any better, he would have probably said that he loved her.
“Then why not?” Her lively eyes sparkled as they searched his, looking for confirmation, needing to know that she wasn’t alone in her desire.
His fingers moved to leave a burning trail up the skin of her thigh, disappearing beneath the hem of her dress, stopping when they reached the lacy, scalloped edge of her panties. Kristoff could feel the way the young woman trembled in his hold.
“Anna… are you sure?”
Anna nodded, her strawberry-blonde curls jostling from the movement, and brought her mouth to his once more in affirmation.
“I want this with you, Kristoff.”
Without needing to be convinced twice, Kristoff rose from the table and led Anna upstairs to his bedroom by the hand, kissing her all the way.
‘Thank you ministers, for your consideration. Live long and prosper’
Spock then proceeds to get so fucking high he invents a new language, before flying to Earth in a starship blasting Kid Cudie the whole trip and shredding a guitar
“Hey, bro?” said Kirk, looking up from the bag of cheese puffs in his lap.
“Yes, bro?” said Spock.
“Man, have you ever wondered if we’re really only living in a TV show or some shit? Or…if like, we were like, characters from a TV show but the fans were imagining us and shit and then they could make us act however they want us to so this isn’t really us this is them imagining us and like in the TV show we weren’t doing this but they just wanted us to do this so we don’t exist twice but we also do exist because we’re living in their heads? Like, that’s legit, right? Multiple universe theory and shit?‘
Spock raised an eyebrow at Kirk. "That’s fucking illogical, bro,” he said.
The dudebro AU was happening right around the time I got into the Trek fandom last year, so I remember it fondly. It consisted of gems like this fanart by cdrmanamana, the animated spring break gifset, Jim Kirk’s protein shake recipe & all posts by queenlapinova (which you’ll have to see in the dudebro au tag because she’s redirected her blog & I can’t directly link), Boner McCoy, and no homo.
hi Silvi ! I hope you're feeling great about yourself because you're precious and talented ! ♥ If it's not bothering you, do you have very good fics to recommend ? From nge,snk or free! . You have good tastes so I wanted to know some of your favorites ! Have a wonderful day !
Yes anon thank you i am feeling a little better today. And you are in luck because i do have some fics this time that i could recommend.
SNK, erejean Jean and eren try to tell each other… something really important. this. this fucking fic. read it motherfuck i cannot stress this enough this is the fic you need to read. read everything by variabile it is incredible trust me.
do u have any favorite multi chapter erejean fics??
hello anon friend. i wish i had a good list of fics on hand for you, but unfortunately i have not encountered a lot of multi-chapter erejean fics? it’s hard out there for an erejean shipper trying to find multi-chapter stuff that 1) has eren/jean as the main pairing, 2) is complete or at least has a reliable update schedule, and 3) is decently long.
my fave forever and ever will always be the Dudebro AU series ; just think of the installments as chapters. it’s fantastic.
Jäger Royale is a really fun read. a classic wrong number AU.
but okay so if kirk was a rapper you know he’d drag mccoy into that mess
so youre listening to jim’s songs and suddenly theres a bit where he goes “ yooo, the doctor is in” and then it switches to mccoy belting out some ridiculous southern tropes so you get shit like “that’s too much pumpkin for a nickle” before going back to kirk for the chorus