Kink meme/fic meme the zillionth

[belongsontv]

You know the rules same as I:

-Post a prompt, gen, kinky, the works!
-People reply with drabbles/picture fills
-High five each other for high levels of excellence

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[(Anonymous)]

Well, they looked a little strange, and they weren't Christopher Robin, but a lot of people Winnie the Pooh had met lately had been at least a little strange. The only problem Pooh had was when he'd tried to ask what was the matter, but Zephyr had been crying too hard to write. Fat tears rolled down their cheeks as they'd practically howled in distress, all attempts at words being impossibly garbled even more than usual. Not even their whiteboard could survive, and in the end Zephyr was scrubbing their face as hard as they could but not even all the fur in the world could soak up the veritable ocean of tears.

So Pooh climbed onto the log next to them and offered a hug. There was only a moment's pause in the torrent, watery eyes peering at the bear just before clawed hands wrapped around him and hugged him tight. Pooh hugged back almost as much (but not too much, so it wouldn't hurt), and for the longest time they sat. Zephyr rocking, their tail winding around them as their big teardrops soaked the top of Pooh's head and got his stuffing damp.

Long enough that when it finally did end Zephyr was almost asleep, worn out from the crying but still hugging Pooh close. Eventually Pooh heard someone walking up to them, but Zephyr had a very good grip and he couldn't quite see from where he was until they had picked up the sleeping god in a gentle grip.

"Time to let go, little one." It was a nice voice, the friendly sort that made you warm inside. A good friend kind of voice. Slowly Zephyr's arms loosened, and Pooh felt himself being freed and set down gently on his feet.

The lady with the mask on held Zephyr, rubbing their back between the wings even as Zephyr tucked their face tight into the crook of her neck. A tall man with very red hair and a big hat watched them both, waving a little to Pooh. The lady murmured something about bedtimes, and Pooh nodded in agreement, it was very late, and just about time for a bedtime smackerel of something.

With one last wave goodbye, Winnie the Pooh headed home.

[sillyoldbear]

oh no, so cute

[(Anonymous)]

aww thank~! Glad you like it! ♥