#୨⎯ Detective With One Arm ⎯୧

[dietcokegirly12]

“Jealousy”

featuring jouno saigiku /ᐠ ¬`˕´¬マ

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⊱ ⋅⋅⋅⋅ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅ ♡ ⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅⋅ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ⋅⋅⋅⋅ ⊰

tags: rough sex, unprotected, mean!jouno, crying, overstimulation, jealousy, pussy slapping, fingering, spit, marking, degrading, possessiveness, slight mention of drinking, reader is a member of the hunting dogs, definitely others but oh well

KINKTOBER OCT. 9 ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖𓉸ִֶָྀི ִֶָ་༘࿐

word count: 2.4k (i did not mean to make it this long holy moly, but i couldn’t resist, jouno is my man ₍ᐡ｡っ ̫-｡ᐡ₎

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You knew you were in trouble the second Tecchou started touching you, tipsy from all the sake he and Fukuchi had been drinking at the Hunting Dogs meeting. You just didn't realize how much he had been drinking.

It had been a stressful day for the Hunting Dogs, another day with no sign of the deemed terrorist organization The Armed Detective Agency that you all had been tasked with finding, and as a result you were all under pressure though some chose to drink their frustrations rather than focusing on the mission, which was truly what you had been trying to do before Tecchou showed up.

"Are you busy?" A familiar head of brown hair poked through the doorway to your office.

"Tecchou," you immediately straightened, turning to greet him. "No, I'm not, what do you need?"

He walked in, albeit a little slower and his steps clumsier than usual, but otherwise manages to keep a straight face. "I was requested by Tachihara to ask if you had the notes on our next mission plan."

"Oh yeah of course, I think I have them somewhere..." you break off, leaning over to rummage through your file cabinets, searching for the tan portfolio you kept them in.

Suddenly, you feel a warmth pressing behind you, and soft breaths tickling your neck far too close to be considered coincidence.

"Tecchou.." you stiffen, halting abruptly, your grip tightening on the file in your hand as he pins his front to your back, his hands coming to steady himself on either side of your chair as he leans over you. "What are you doing?"

He’s close to you, enough so that you can feel the outline of his cock against you, and just as you hand him the file and are about to tell him to back up, one of his hands clumsily comes down to take it from you and accidentally brushes your breast, making an involuntary shudder run through you as you inhale sharply.

"Mm?" he seems unaware he's standing uncomfortably close to you, completely focused on attempting to hold himself upright.

You turn, confused by his behavior and tilting your head as you analyze the way his eyes droop and his slightly tangy breath close to yours smells strongly of alcohol. Then, it dawns on you. "Tecchou, you idiot. Are you drunk?"

He blinks at you, slightly dazed as his body leans even closer to yours. "Drunk?" He echoes, his hand coming to steady himself on your shoulder.

"Yes. Drunk." you say expectantly, trying not to shift under the warm weight of his hand on you.

He opens his mouth as if he's about to respond before suddenly stumbling forward, only there's nowhere for him to catch himself except your lap.

You gasp as he barely manages to put his hands out to stop himself from face-planting, his splayed fingers brushing dangerously close to your clothed pussy and his lips hovering mere centimeters above yours.

You swallow.

"I would watch those hands if I were you."

You immediately jolt, turning to face the scowling Jouno Saigiku in all his glory, highly esteemed member of the Hunting Dogs, and your boyfriend.

"Jouno!" You immediately spring up, a disconcerted Tecchou stumbling as you practically shove him off you.

But he doesn’t greet you like he usually does, and though he remains cool as ever, you know your boyfriend well enough to recognize the tell-tale tightening of his fists, the way his lip curls ever so slightly, and the slight twitching of his eyebrows.

"Sai..." you step closer, tugging on his arm slightly. "He's drunk."

His frown deepens. "I don't care. That's not an excuse for being unable to control himself."

Tecchou stumbles to the side awkwardly, swaying slightly in place.

Jouno’s face creases in displeasure as he stays silent for what feels like forever before sighing, waving him away. "Just go, Tecchou. I’ll speak to you later."

You watch Tecchou's unsteady steps as he slowly turns around and retreats, leaving you and Jouno alone in the office.

As soon as the door shuts, Jouno’s immediately on you, grabbing your face in his hands, anger seeping into his voice. “What the fuck was that? Huh?”

“Sai…” you gasp as you’re knocked unsteady by his sudden movement, your back hitting the wall as he pins you, his hands coming up beside your head.

“I don’t care if he’s drunk. It doesn’t matter. You didn’t push him away, or even try to stop him. Did you like it? Huh?”

You frantically shake your head no, your hands coming up to grip his wrists tightly. “No, of course not!”

“Don’t lie to me, darling.” he growls. “I can smell your arousal from here.”

Fuck. You had forgotten about his heightened senses, allowing practically nothing to get by him.

You frown, about to protest that it was him getting all hot and bothered that was turning you on, but as suddenly as he was on you, he pushes away again, his face as cruel and impassive as always.

“Go home. I’ll meet you there.” his tone was cool and dismissive, completely contrasting the voice he usually reserves for you.

Your shoulders slump and you push yourself off the wall. “Okay, but really Jouno I…”

He doesn’t wait to hear your excuses, swiftly exiting your office and closing the door firmly behind him.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding. Fuck. You were in for it now.

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You bounced your leg absently from where you sat cross-legged on the couch. It had been half an hour since you got home and still no sign of Jouno.

You knew he was angry. That much was clear. You just didn’t know how angry.

It had been a long night and just as you were about to doze off, you heard keys jingling and the creak of the front door opening.

“Jouno! I thought you weren’t coming, why did..” You sit up, adjusting your position on the couch, breaking off abruptly at the glare on his face.

He throws his stuff on the floor, not bothering to take off his coat before pouncing on you, his gloved fingers immediately slipping under your shirt to spread against your stomach, his face inches from yours and scrunched into a mixture of anger, resentment, and.. arousal?

“Do you enjoy being a little whore at work? Making me go crazy with jealousy, knowing you’re reacting like that to Tecchou of all people?”

“But I wasn’t..” You start, breaking off in a gasp as he doesn't let you finish, smashing his lips against yours as he reaches for your hip, settling himself on top of you with a groan, his mouth opening against yours to slip his tongue in, the kiss turning messy and heated as your slick mouths slide together.

You break apart, strings of drool stretching between you, and Jouno wastes no time, deftly sliding his gloves off, and slipping his fingers into your pants. You gasp softly, caught off guard by his sudden movement, instinctively lifting your hips to help him undress you, as he pulls down both your pants and underwear in one harsh tug, heat coursing through you. He cups your pussy with a groan, feeling how embarrassingly wet you already are for him.

"Fuck, baby." His eyebrows furrow as his middle finger circles your entrance, teasing you. "Can he touch you like this? Huh? Can he do this?" Without warning, he thrusts one long finger into you, curling upward slightly.

You instantly squirm, your back arching as a desperate whine leaves you, your eyes fluttering.

When you don't answer, he lands a sharp smack! on your pussy, making you yelp and writhe underneath him as it slowly fades into a pleasant sting.

"I asked you a question." he growls, one hand coming to grip your chin roughly, forcing you to look at him.

"No!"

"What was that?" his hand comes down again, this time harsher, making you squeal and try to clamp your thighs together but you can't, his other hand firmly holding you down.

"No! No, he can't!"

His mouth curves into a sadistic smile, and this time, he aims the hit directly over your throbbing clit. "Can't what?" he taunts.

"Fuck! C-can't touch me like you, 'sai! Mmph!" You let out a soft whine as your legs spread of their own accord, hips lifting for more friction.

He smirks. "That's better."

“Please more!” you beg, afraid he’s going to punish you by leaving you like this, as you try to arch yourself into him, needing more of his rough touch.

“More?” his grin widens. "You like this, huh?"

You pant softly as he bends over you, his hand gently coming down to feel your swollen clit.

"What a dirty little slut." He chuckles darkly, lifting his hand again to show you the glistening sheen coating his palm. “Taking pleasure in your punishment.”

With that, he leans over your abused cunt, still weeping and sensitive, and spits, a warm glob of saliva landing on you, and making you twitch as you feel it dribble down your thighs. He lightly traces the outline of your pussy with his spit, drawing a shudder from you, before pressing down lightly on your clit with one finger.

You moan, bucking slightly up, and displeased, Jouno’s other hand moves to hold down your hips, keeping you still for him. His fingers go back to ghosting over your dripping cunt, before swiftly plunging a finger inside, prodding against your sweet spot.

Your head falls back, a soft groan of pleasure leaving you as your breathing gets heavier. “Sai mm.. jus’ like that.”

He adds another finger, your tight walls squeezing around him causing him to grunt softly as he scissors you, curling his digits upward. His other hand that had been holding you down, comes to toy with your pulsing clit, expertly rubbing.

You feel a familiar coiling in your stomach begin to tighten, and moan helplessly, arching upward as you feel yourself clamping around his fingers even harder.

Just as you feel the familiar tang of release, clinging tightly to the edge, Jouno pulls his fingers out and before you can process it, lands a sharp smack! on your cunt.

Your vision goes completely blank, and you’re seeing white as you gush all over his hand, the pleasant buzzing on your clit becoming just this side of too much as you come so hard, you can’t even breathe.

Jouno strokes your twitching thigh gently through your high, feeling you spasm and quiver underneath him, his voice turning heated. “Good. Now, get on all fours and turn around.”

You obey, still slightly shaky, but already throbbing for more as you turn, the pretty shape of your ass sticking up into the air, more slick running down your thighs.

You hear the unbuckling of his belt behind you as he pushes down his pants enough to let out his thick, leaking cock, the tip glossy with precum as he glides it along your opening teasingly.

Your back arches and you try to back up into him, but he shakes his head, murmuring a breathy, “be patient,” behind you, as he grips your hips on either side, holding you still.

You exhale slowly, trying to listen and stay still and mostly succeeding until he carefully pushes just the tip in, enough to make you squirm but not enough to fill you like you so desperately craved.

“Jouno..” you whine, as his grip tightens on your hips. “Stop teasing.”

“So bossy.” His voice takes on a cruel undertone. “I don’t think you’ve learned your lesson yet, princess.” At the last word, he buries himself to the hilt into your cunt with one rough thrust, his tip brushing against your cervix and heavy balls kissing your ass.

“Fuck!” you spasm around him, trying to accommodate to the sudden stretch as he doesn’t spare you a single moment to breathe, immediately starting up a brutal pace, the slick sounds of skin against skin filling the air as his grip on your hips turns bruising.

His head bends down low next to you, and lightly he bites on your neck, sucking gently, leaving scattered hickeys all across your skin, keeping his rhythm steady as he whispers, “Mine, mine, all mine.”

He uses his tight grasp on your hips to back you up into him harder, matching it to his rhythm, as he bullies his cock deeper into your cunt.

You cry out, head tilting back and mouth opening in a silent moan as he savagely pounds into you, your back bowing and pussy squeezing around him like a vice.

“Yeah, mm jus’ like that.. fuck.. so fucking tight.”

As he continues pounding relentlessly into you, repeatedly hitting that sweet spot that makes you see stars, you feel yourself fluttering around his thick, veiny length, heat pooling low in your belly.

Jouno, of course, instantly takes notice of this, and reaches one hand down to faintly graze your wet, swollen nub, making you pant softly, jerking in his grasp. “Gonna cum, darling?”

“No-” you gasp, holding yourself back as you try to last.

“No?” he mocks, taking it as a challenge as his fingers press more firmly on your puffy bud, his thrusts speeding up and shifting directions, hitting deeper into your warm walls. You tremble, your moans turning breathier and more pitched as he rams into you so hard it forces your whole body to repeatedly jolt forward. He roughly shoves your face down into the couch, muffling you and lifting your ass higher.

“Sai!” you practically sob, your stomach winding impossibly tighter, tears and drool staining the pillow underneath you.

“That’s what I thought. Now cum f’me.”

As soon as the words are out of his mouth, you’re soaking his cock, your body shaking as only small whimpers manage to leave your throat, making him grunt softly as he feels your pussy convulsing around him.

Three more thrusts and he’s filling you up with a soft curse, shooting creamy white ribbons deep into your pussy, so much of it that it begins to seep out, your body a wrecked, sticky mess.

He gently pulls out, your body limp and breathing slightly labored, too out of it to acknowledge anything.

He softly flips you around, pushing your damp hair out of your face and whispering, “Did so good for me, sweetheart.”

You groan softly, reaching for him.

“I’m the only one who can fuck you like this, y’ hear?”

“Yes ‘sai.” you say obediently, and his face finally softens, leaning in to give you a small kiss on your nose.

“Good girl. Now open your legs for me, ‘m not done with you yet.”

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[legomonkiefics]

LMK Characters As Queerplatonic Partners (GN Reader, Pt 2)

Genres: Platonic || they/them pronouns for reader || No warnings needed

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Spider Queen:

- She's got experience working with workers for her Queendom, but a friend? It's a surprisingly new concept, and at first she almost treats you like she does her minions

- She grows to become very fond of you and begins holding your opinion as highly as she does her own, making sure the others always do as you say with respect

- She confides in you a lot about the parts of herself her own minions don't even get to see. Her worries, insecurities, and the parts of herself she can't seem to come to terms with

- You help her confidence solidify in a genuine way, not just having an inflated ego (though that never fades) and in return she tries to make you feel treasured

Scorpion Queen:

- She's ecstatic whenever you offer up a QPR. A close confidant is all she's ever wanted, and she accepts eagerly to having your presence around more permanently

- She excitedly let's you see everything she's got in her castle, offering you up anything you could want as a token of gratitude for simply being there

- Jin and Yin come by occasionally and she keeps a very close eye on them to make sure they don't disturb you when you're hanging out together

- She does ask for reassurance quite a few times, but it's because she genuinely appreciates your input and takes your words to heart when you reassure her

Syntax:

- He acts like a bodyguard to you, always wanting to be around you and keep a scathing comment on the back burners for if anyone disrespects you

- He tries to teach you some coding he knows whenever you two hang out together

- You're likely the only one who could ask to install a game on his devices and he might actually say yes

- He's usually endlessly smug for you and brags on your behalf for all your accomplishments, insisting up and down that you deserve the recognition

Huntsman:

- He's not really the best at showing his closeness to you, but he does it in his own small ways like saving the best bits of food for you or scavenging for trinkets so you can keep them

- Immediately gets defensive if he thinks anyone is being rude towards you and tries to square up to anyone being a prick the second he detects it

- You're one of the only people he'll continuously praise, he always makes sure what you do is seen and appreciated just as much as any of his deeds

- Lends you his jacket if you're ever in need of one, and you're the only person he's ever lent it out to

Goliath:

- Absolute sweetheart when it comes to you. He's kind and a gentle giant with you around, but he'll switch up and fuck anyone up who tries to mess with you if you ask

- He likes to carry you around a lot due to his immense size and strength, usually by cradling you in his arm somehow or letting you ride on the mech legs

- Always offers to help with anything you're doing, he likes feeling like he's making things easier on you

- Very encouraging to anything you wanna do. He just really likes spending time with you, even if that's doing something really small or completing missions together

Mayor:

- Very eerily looms around you often, mostly as a way to keep others from getting too close to you

- He gives you access to basically anywhere in Megapolis you could ever want, always uses his title to get you into the secret cool places

- Very very devoted to you. LBD may be who he works for, but he'll do basically anything for you the second you ask him to, and he'll always offer to do more as well

- Basically a massive guard dog, but he also allows himself to be harmlessly zany around you and get a hint of a taste for human enjoyment again

[coopszqi]

\\ ᗰEET TᕼE ᑕᖇEEᑭEᖇ! \\ Ticci Toby. \

ꕥ \\ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ, ᴅɪɢ ɪɴ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ!! \\ ᴅᴇᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʏ/ɴ ʟ/ɴ, ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇᴇ ꜱʟᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴄᴀꜱᴇ, ʜᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱꜰᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪʟʟ ʜᴇʀ.

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𝓒ℛ𝓔𝓔𝓟Ⴘ𝓟𝓐𝓢𝑇𝓐. | ᴛɪᴄᴄɪ ᴛᴏʙʏ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | chap 1.

ꜱʜᴏʀᴛ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: Detective Y/N L/N, a young woman investigating thee Slender case, encounters a man ordered to kill her. The story involves Slenderman, a supernatural entity responsible for child disappearances and killings. One Of Slenderman's in famous proxy's, Ticci Toby, has been assigned to kill L/N. But complications arise when the Detective develops what seem to be feelings.

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴀᴘ: ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ꜰᴏᴜʟ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ, ɪɴᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴘʀɪᴀᴛᴇ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ.

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You're driving through the dense forest in Maine, heavy rain beating down on your windshield as you navigate the winding roads. Fog obscures your view, but you're not concerned. You've made this drive a hundred times and know every twist and turn like the back of your hand. Plus, the GPS on your phone guides you the rest of the way. As you venture deeper into the woods, the road narrows and turns to gravel. You slow down, carefully avoiding the large potholes that dot the winding path. Rounding a curve, you spot a cabin tucked away in the woods. It looks old and weathered, but you know it's solid and well-built. It's one of your favorite places in the world—a peaceful retreat from the busy world, especially with all the recent disappearances.

As you pull into the dirt driveway, a sense of comfort washes over you. You've made it, despite the torrential rain and fog. Stepping out of your car, you take a deep breath of the fresh, damp air, inhaling the scent of pine trees. You grab your keys and hurry to the front door, eager to settle in for the night and dry off. "Finally back home..." you sigh with a soft smile, closing and locking the door. You've been in New York for a case since last month—you didn't like being away for so long, but you agreed anyway.

As you make your way to the kitchen, you hear the sound of paws racing towards you. Turning, you see a large black Labrador retriever bounding your way, tongue lolling and tail wagging enthusiastically. You smile as the happy pup leaps into your arms, snuggling against you for warmth and attention. You pet its head and scratch behind its ears, feeling the dog's warmth and love radiating from its body. "Hello to you too, Giz," you chuckle softly, a warm smile spreading across your face as the dog grins back. Your sister took him while you were gone, though you suppose she came by not too long ago to drop him off. You head to the fridge, grabbing the jug of Sunny D and pouring it into a glass.

You've spent many joy filled days in this cabin since you were a kid, far from the bustling city and its hectic pace. The cozy, rustic atmosphere is a welcome change from the noise and chaos of urban life. Yet there's something haunting about the cabin that you can't quite put your finger on. Rain pours down outside, and wind howls through the trees, creating an unsettling atmosphere. Despite your exhaustion, you can't help but feel uneasy. You light a fire in the fireplace and sink into a cozy armchair, trying to ignore the feeling that you're being watched. As you drift off to slumber.

Grabbing your phone, you sigh at the time. It's 5:30. Unfortunately, you've got work in an hour. Great. It's not that you hate your job—it's just tiring. You wanted to follow in your mother's footsteps as a detective, and you did just that. Now you're officially a detective helping the state of Maine. You groan and reluctantly pull yourself out of the armchair, stretching your limbs with a small ‘POP’ as you do so.

"Did I really fall asleep here last night?" you grumbled, hands instinctively reaching for your face, attempting to rub the sleep away.

You now make your way up the wooden stairs, each step creaking beneath your bare feet. When you reach the top of the stairs, you walk down the long hallway, admiring the nice, long deep red rug your mother had bought you before her passing.

Finally making it to your room, you walk over to your closet and pull out a white button-up shirt and a pair of neat folded bootcut jeans. Still feeling quite sleepy, you sigh deeply and slip on your picked out undergarments and your outfit, the fabric cool against your bare skin. You feel a twinge of pride as you smooth the barely noticeable wrinkles in the shirt, your rightfully earned badge gleaming on your brown belt in the dim light.

You walk over to your vanity and comb your hair, smiling slightly at yourself in the mirror. Sliding on your black leather boots and grabbing your service weapon, you take one last glance in the mirror making sure everything is in its place.

As you walk out the front door, you feel a mix of excitement and bravery. Your senses tell you that today will be challenging, but you're prepared to face whatever comes your way. After all, you're a special agent, sworn to protect lives and property, and to serve and protect the public, and ready to prove yourself once again.

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Once I made it to the station, I clocked in and sat at my desk. I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. "Hey hon, sleep well?" Valerie asked, grin stretched across her lips, dimples on her slim pink cheeks, her dark brown wavy hair was pulled back in a ponytail, caramel highlights running through her thick hair. Val was my partner in crime—we'd gone through criminal justice together, and we'd been friends ever since.

"Eh, it was okay. Crashed out on the recliner, so my back hurts like hell. You?" I replied, leaning back and spinning my chair to face her.

"Good," she chuckled, holding two coffees. She handed one to me, then rested her free hand on my desk. My mouth practically watered at the steam rising from the cup, a smile playing on my lips.

"Just what I needed. Any news on Cromwell's case?" I asked, taking a sip, the warm liquid hitting my tongue.

"Nah, but.. there was another disappearance last night. At Narrow Gauge this time," she replied, her smile fading slightly, thin dark pink lips pursing together.

"Damn, that's the ninth one this week," I sighed, sitting my warm drink down. "Sure is. And you know what's even weirder? All the bodies have some sort of connection." “How so?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow in curiosity.

"On most of the bodies, there's a recognized X symbol carved somewhere on the corpse," she explained, frown displayed on her lips. “Children have been disappearing in and out as well, parent are worried sick and we have no trace of where these kids have gone.” She exhaled, thin dark brown brows furrowing. "Sounds like a cult thing to me. Nothing out of the fuckin’ ordinary around these parts," I replied with a quite snort.

"I'm starting to think it's more than that," Val countered, finally bringing her drink to her lips, her dark lipstick leaving a stain on the plastic cup. "Detective Cromwell talked to each family and asked around—friends, therapists, etc. They all said the victims were experiencing hallucinations a few weeks before their deaths. Coincidence? I think not."

"Maybe you're right. Maybe it is connected," I mused, resting my cheek in my palm. "But if so, what kind of mastermind is behind all this? Running people to insanity? And the kids?, it doesn’t make any sense" My brows furrowed in thought, picking my cup up for another sip, hoping the calming liquid would sort my thoughts.

“I'm not sur—" Val began, but was cut off as the Sergeant burst out of his office, bellowing my name.

"Well, you're fucked," Val snickered.

"Apparently so, Wish me luck," I let out a breathy chuckle, standing up.

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ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 1,110.

ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ!, ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ꜱᴏ ʜᴀʀᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ😓🙏, ʙᴜᴛᴛ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ɪᴅᴇᴀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ 2 ᴀɴᴅ 3🗣️

[a1tie]

𝙎𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤 - 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞 𝙭 𝙂𝙉!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

scenario- You find yourself in Sanemi’s arms and oh my god he is so close…

word count- 1.3k

(AN: Im hella open for constructive criticism! Im thinking of making this into a pt. 2, where we do a time skip and get a little deeper into their relationship. Let me know what you guys think! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა )

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“No way!” 

You sit on the porch of the Butterfly Mansion as you converse with your friend. You both start to laugh in hysterics. You have been in the Corps for a year and your comrade for 8 months. Even though it hasn’t been long since you guys have met, you both get along as if y’all have been friends since the womb. You just told her a story of a recent mission you went on with Zenitsu and a few other members and how constantly fearful he was. You resisted laughing every time he yelped at the slightest noise, even if it was just the creases of your uniform brushing against itself. Once you two finished having your moment, she gasped and smiled widely. 

“You know, I heard that Master Shinazugawa has a brother in the Corps.” She gossiped randomly. You cock your head to the side and give her a concerned face. “Is that so?” You ask for confirmation. She nods rapidly. “Yeah, but, like, Master Shinazugawa says he doesn’t have a brother..so I find it weird. Say, didn’t you claim you had a crush on Mas-”

“NowwhendidyouhearmesaythatIhaveneversaidsuchathingin mylifedontstartspreadingrumorsaboutmebecauseyouknowgoodandwellthatidontlikehimlikethat.” 

You were clearly in denial. Your friend couldn’t help but smile maliciously. “Oh, come on, don’t deny the ways you feel!” She nudges you. You look in front of you, deep in thought.

.          .         .

About 2 months ago, you could recall going on a short mission with him. You heard many things about the white-haired male, none of them positive. You kept yourself strolling behind him and stayed quiet to avoid getting struck upside your head for saying the wrong things. It was you, him and 2 other members. You stared at the ground for most of the time until you feel air brush against your neck. You turn around, hand on the handle of your sword as you stand your guard. Once you detected that it might have just been the wind, you turned back and took a breath. However, instead of finding yourself looking at the vast forest and the group of slayers in front of you, a shadow towers over you. Bright white eyes without an iris somehow pierce your soul. It was a demon, standing in front of you and ready to kill. Then, a flicker of the reflection of the moon on the demon’s weapon shines in your peripheral right near your neck. 

This is it. You would die any second right now, you might as well close your eyes and hope for the best.

That was until you felt a huge gust of wind rush past you and something making contact with your skin as if cradling you. You thought for a second that you might be in heaven, but you opened your eyes to see arms lifting your back and legs. You look up and find Sanemi holding you against his chest, and his eyes were set on you. It wasn’t just the way he was looking at you though. It was the way he was so cradling you so close that you can feel his faint breath on your cheek. His face gave no expression as he lifted his head in the direction of the figure. Suddenly, Sanemi drops you onto the ground without remorse and instantly beheads the demon. Sure, it seemed like he only came to save you because it was his job, but you admired him so deeply from that one action that you had no choice but to look up to him. 

Seeing him in the Mansions and across the field of the Corps after the incident didn’t help either, as eventually, your mind became more scrambled until all you could think about was him.  About week later, You trotted into your best friend's room and closed the door, locking it. She turns around and smiles.

“Hey! What’s going o-”

“Do you remember that mission I want on with Master Shinazugawa?”

“Ye-”

“Sobasicallyhesavedmefrombeingdecapitatedbyademonbuthewascarryingmebridalstyleandohmygodhewassoclosetomeandiliterallycannotstopthinkingabouthim.” You say, jumbling your words and speaking so rapidly your friend could only just sit and smile.

“....Yes.”

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“Oh, I guess I still do…” You say, responding to your friend's statement and putting your hands up to your face and pinching the bridge of your nose. Your friend gives you a pat on the back. “You should talk to him more.” She says. Just that sentence makes you flinch. You felt like just saying hi to him could cause him to drag your face across the dirt. You give your friend a blank stare. 

“Have you lost your mind?”

She laughs. “What!? I mean, I’m sure he’s a nice guy if you get to know him. Maybe he’s misunderstood!” She shrugs.

She does have a good point. You remember overhearing two kakushi conversing about Sanemi’s backstory one day. Something about his mother turning into a demon and killing his siblings. Maybe Genya is his sibling, after all. Poor baby. You sigh and get up from the porch. “Well I got to get goi-” You start to turn to walk away, but as you lift your leg to pivot, your friend quickly swoops her foot under you, sweeping your grounded leg off of the wooden floor. You feel yourself falling, being caught off guard. She has never done this before. Does she hate you? Is she jealous? Will this turn into a love scandal? Are you gonna die? Thoughts fill your mind as air rushes against your back, bringing you down…down….

“Oh my fucking god.”

You feel rough hands grab your waist, bringing your drop to a halt. You look up to see Sanemi looking at you. Again. Your eyes go wide as you stare into his eyes, wondering what a coincidence it is that he shows up right as you were leaving from a conversation about him. It makes you flustered as blood rushes to your cheeks. Again, you find yourself insanely close to his face. Almost instantly, you’re lifted back to stable ground. You see Sanemi walk past you. “Stop falling. I’m not helping you next time.” He scoffs as he takes his leave. Your vision prolongs itself on Sanemi, taking in every lock of white hair on the back of his head, his arms covered in scars, big and without a doubt tight. Your friend snickers at you, and you shoot her a grimaced stare. “Oh, God! You looked so in love, I can’t!” You kept staring at her as she held her stomach in hysterics. You kiss your teeth, swearing to get her back when the time comes. 

After a few moments of recollecting, she gets up and plants her arm on your shoulder. “Goodness, you are so helpless. Also, I could’ve sworn he was looking you up and down as he was walking past you, oh my God and the fact that he remembers when you fell!…..I bet you wanna to-’

“Will you SHUT UP?” You turn and take your leave, overwhelmingly angry and flustered. She waves at you from behind. “We will talk later, Mrs. Shina-’

“NO!” You run faster.

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~ Mwah!

….why does he make my coochie tingly EHEHEHEHHHAHAHAHEHHEHHEEHEHE-

[baublekute]

For the WIP bird game 🦜🕊 (parrot and dove)

🕊 A snippet from an untitled chapter: The warm night air wrapped around the merc and the NCPD detective as they left the bar, a relief from the day's oppressive heat. River instinctively took the position closer to the bustling street as they walked towards V's apartment. Their pinky fingers brushed subtly, a fleeting connection in the desolate neon-lit streets.  V's enhanced optics detected a group of Tyger Claws advancing towards them. With a predator's swiftness and grace, her hand found River's, guiding him into the shadow of a nearby alley. She pressed her back against the graffiti'd cement wall, strategically positioning River in front of her, using his sturdy frame as a shield. "Tyger Claws," she said in a low whisper, "Might've... pissed them off in a big way recently. Didn't want our good night to end on a grim note."  "Walking the streets with you? Downright dangerous." V playfully jabbed him in the arm, her lips curving into a mischievous smirk. Amusement flickered in River's brown eye, his cybernetic one casting a dim glow between them. His smile was genuine, a warm radiance in the murky alley. "Soo… You're havin' a good night with me, huh?" She shrugged, the nonchalant mask crumbling before her. "Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe fuck you."

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🦜 A snippet from the chapter currently titled: 'Rewrite the Stars' performed by Zac Efron and Zendaya for the film The Greatest Showman) V slid off the counter with fluid grace, her back now pressing against its edge. She placed a gentle hand on his arm, interrupting his restless pacing before digging a trench in Joss's kitchen. She tilted her head to meet his gaze, her sea-green eyes drowned in resignation. "Still wanna be my boyfriend?" Her voice laced with a wry tone, a flimsy shield against the tide of emotions threatening to break. River wasn't biting. He stood rooted in front of her, muscular arms outstretched on either side, fingers gripping the counter's edge as if to anchor himself in a tempestuous sea–hoping his body's harbor would somehow prevent her from drifting away. His organic brown eye was dark and intense, a determined plea evident in its depths. "Who do you take me for?" His voice was soft yet firm, a gentle reprimand, steadfast with unwavering commitment. "'Course I do. This doesn't change a thing." He spoke with his mechanical hand, raising it slightly, yielding a potential passage. "Question is, what do you want? Are you willing to give this a shot?"

Confession: I'm hoping that by sharing a bunch of WIP snippets it doesn't spoil the enjoyment of the finished fic later on

[fairykazu]

operation: is wanname real? ft. scaramouche x fem! reader

notes: this was my yoiscara fic on ao3 but i replaced every yoimiya part with reader stuff

it wasn’t odd that wanderer has a significant other. yeah, he was a fatui harbinger but he said that’s all behind him now. lumine wouldve believed it couldve been childe or hell, even mona. but name? now that’s suspicious. she has discussed it with paimon and honestly, they had different theories. paimon said that wanderer might have been harassing name into dates. but lumine pointed out that scaramouche might have done it but not wanderer and name would never let that slide. two solutions: they’re actually just friends or they’re actually together. 

“paimon hopes it’s just friends.” paimon said. lumine doesn’t really care if they’re together or not. she just wants to make sure they’re both safe and if it’s real. paimon agreed. so it’s time for their super secret top mission: operation: is scaramiya real?

the travelers split up into spying the pairs. lumine took up the job for wanderer and paimon asked name upfront. “psst, officer pie nom nom?” lumine asked into her walkie-talkie, an invention she recently got from fontaine. her walkie-talkie picked up paimon’s voice, 

“copy that, ying! tcch!” lumine lowered the walkie-talkie as it no longer detects the frequencies. she spotted wanderer’s indigo hair as lumine tried to walk up to him casually. but already, the older male turned around and met eyes with lumine. 

he furrowed his brows, already suspicious of lumine’s next moves. lumine nervously laughed as she rethought the process of paimon calling dibs for name and it all made sense. well, wanderer isn’t hard to tolerate, right? just a simple question. “what do you want?” wanderer asked, sternly. she crossed her arms. lumine mockingly mimics wanderer’s crossed arms, 

“can i ask you a question?” lumine asked as wanderer’s brows seemed to furrow even more. so scary! she might even leave a permanent dent in her face. almost as if wanderer knew what lumine was thinking– what if he developed mind reading like nahida??? he changed his expression to be more neutral. well, whatever the definition of neutral is to lumine. 

“you already did.” lumine rolled her eyes as wanderer still stared daggers into her skin. lumine wondered how paimon’s mission is with name. 

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paimon managed to find name nearby komore teahouse. the girl was preparing teabags and packaging up some orders. she looked giddy but more than usual. paimon assumed it could be about anything but it was most likely about wanderer. but not wanting to jump into conclusions, she floated her way to name. 

name looked up to paimon as she smiled and waved. she removed one earbud from her ear and asked, “hey, paimon! what’s up?” paimon smiled back. name is outgoing and the total opposite of wanderer. archons, she’s even compared to taroumaru.

“hi name! i have a question,” paimon asked as the taller woman nodded as a signal to say more. she was tweaking on whatever tea recipe she had. “are you seeing anyone?” 

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“what?” wanderer said, his face dropping into disbelief. lumine could joke right now that wanderer’s puppet joints were creaking from the shock. the traveler tried to stifle a laugh before saying again, “are you seeing anyone?”

wanderer pinched his porcelain skin, “no, i’m not. why are you asking that?” lumine squinted at wanderer’s body language to see if he still had the tell from his harbinger's days. wanderer scoffed but the little bit of his lips curled up. there it is. he’s lying. but lumine knew that she couldn’t push the anemo wielder a bit more. 

“okay okay, just asking because i know you got those admirers!” lumine teased as wanderer cringed. “they were asking.” 

“again?” wanderer asked even though he already knew the answer. lumine was in relief that the azure haired man didn’t catch up to her lie. she nodded to wanderer’s question, 

“again.” lumine watched the indigo eyed man trying to gain back her composure. 

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you were absorbed in your thoughts though your red tipped ears gave it away. paimon waited patiently for your response despite being super impatient the whole time. it was clear that name was fighting herself for how to reply but paimon accidentally cleared her throat. not in a “hurry up and answer way but more like in a “this is awkward but i have no clue how to leave '' way. 

“ah sorry, paimon,” as paimon tried to reassure you that it was completely fine and she could be misunderstanding paimon. but you gestured paimon to come closer, “i can tell you anything and you won’t tell anyone, right?” paimon nodded despite crossing her fingers behind her back.

“yes, paimon promises.” you gleamed as paimon had to squint a little because of how much you were glowing. 

“okay, between you and me, im seeing this guy and he’s a bit cold at first. but he’s so adorable and our tenth date together is being under the stars in the chinju forest. i think, around 12pm? well, it’s always night there but shhh, he’s so cute.” you overshared as paimon kept a mental note of what you were saying to recount to lumine. although, you were obvious of who it was… kind of. paimon got the memo. 

“woah, that’s so cool, nickname! but lumine is calling paimon,” paimon pretended to get a call from lumine. “bye-bye, name!” she nodded as paimon waved goodbye. paimon flew away enough further where you were. she opened the mini map in her tiny backpack, gifted from aether, and teleported to lumine. 

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once lumine and paimon were together, they conspired with each other on the next move of the operation. paimon summarized what she heard from yoimiya as lumine recounted her visit to wanderer. “okay, what now?” the pixie asked as lumine tried to make up the next step. 

operation: is wanname real? (pt 2. the tenth date) 

“you said that the date started around 12pm?” lumine asked, holding a white chalk. paimon nodded as lumine wrote “date: chinju forest, 12pm, go a bit earlier than the pair.” on the board. on the left of the chalkboard, there was a key for colors. pink being name, teal for wanderer, blue for paimon and yellow being lumine. “so the game plan is to find a hiding spot in chinju forest and i think i remember some because of windtrace. do you know where they’ll be?” 

paimon raised her hand as lumine stifled a laugh. “yes paimon?” paimon cleared her throat as she floated to the board. 

“no, but name said that they’re going to watch the stars.” paimon answered, picking up another white chalk and writing it on the board. it was sprawled next to lumine’s neater handwriting. 

“hmm, that could be a cliff-ish area. okay, that’s the plan? any objections?” paimon raised her hand again as lumine gestured her to continue. paimon was still thinking of what to say, scripting it in her head.

“no but what about disguises? do we wear the leaves on our head or wear camouflage?” paimon asked as lumine took out her wallet. 

“hm, do you think anything is cheap for–” she dug around the light blue pouch. “– four pieces of mora?” paimon winced, 

“no… but do you think we could ask childe for help?” lumine raised a brow, 

“we’re not going to use childe as a personal bank, paimon.” paimon’s slight smile of mischief slowly turned into a frown, “you know he would let us!”

“it’s game plan, paimon.” lumine replied as she opened her map. she selected a waypoint near chinju forest. paimon flinched at the map, 

“can we not teleport? it makes me feel sluggish.” lumine looked as if she was debating between walking there or teleporting. she left the opened map on the table and came back with a treat for paimon. “here, have this.” 

paimon quirked a brow, “what?”

“it’s a dessert with slime. eat it, pie.” lumine replied. paimon took it and ate it hesitantly. paimon usually has naps after food and she is similar to a dog. kind of. eats, sleeps and doesn’t pay rent. anyway, paimon may seem like she’s brave but she still hates the taste of medicine. after paimon was finished, she was in a food coma. lumine scooped her sister into her arm and the other held the map. she selected the waypoint. 

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wanderer feels like something’s off and it irritates him. today was the day to stargaze and make flower crowns with name. clenching his fist while the other handheld a basket with various flowers from their respective nations and foods. he already cleared the surrounding area from the monsters or fatui members, which some recognized him. but he swirled them away before they could question his actions. 

taking the blanket from the basket, he laid it down on the lush grass. each time he walked on the grass, it lit up just a little. something with a bioluminescent plant or something. nahida told him before but he doesn’t remember. he placed down the plates of shimi chazuke and– he winced– dango. not like he hates name's favorite food. just not his type or it reminded him of someone else.

nevermind, he took out his k-phone to call name. the phone buzzed with an outgoing call sound while he waited. “hi babe,” wanderer flushed at the nickname and thanked god for name not being here yet. “im on my way! don’t wait up!” 

wanderer laughed, “i won’t.” he could hear name's giggle in the call. rustles of leaves coming from the call or was it in the forest? “wait, nickname, ill put you on mute for a bit. i think there’s a hillichurl camp nearby.” 

“okay!” 

wanderer knew by his heart that there wasn’t any hillichurls or whatever since he cleared it the moment he got there. the bushes were rustling and as wanderer creeped closer, it was only a bake dankui. the little animal danced a little, playing a little charm. wanderer rolled his eyes as it did its disappearing act. he called back name, “nevermind, i was just paranoid. where are you right now?” 

“near the gate!” 

“okay i’ll walk to you.” wanderer replied as she marked the location on the map. namehummed in response and the call ended. she followed the stone scattered path down the hill until he saw the top of name's head. name was dressed in a tank with a tiny bow in the middle with jorts. wanderer remembered when name insisted that jorts were a statement in which wanderer replied, “you mean, a fashion question?”

when name's eyes met wanderer’s indigo ones, her face lit up and she waved frantically. her pace up the stairs went faster as wanderer was about to warn her to go slower. his girlfriend managed to fall on her face. wanderer stifled a laugh since he was always prone to laugh at people falling. 

the indigo haired boy walked down the cobblestones stairs. although there were lanterns dimly lighting the path, it was clear the what or who was glowing the brightness was name. “give me your hand,” wanderer said. maybe a bit too sternly but name ignored the cold facade, knowing that her boyfriend meant it in a good way. “hurry up or else, the food will get cold.” 

name's softer and was in wanderer’s calloused hands as he led his girlfriend up the stairs. the night in the forest is everlasting but never too cold. maybe too spooky for the average person but wanderer enjoyed that fact. it meant no one would bother his date with name. wanderer’s smile curled a bit at the thought. the two lovebirds were at the date location, and it was decked out with more decorations than before. strange. 

well, wanderer can ignore how strange it is right now since name looked mesmerized. “how is it? the scenery here should be quite breathtaking.” name laughed, “it’s… amazing. how did you find this place?” 

name sat next to wanderer as she took out the flowers from the picnic basket. there were flowers all around the world. from sweet flowers to qingxins to even sumeru roses?? she inspected them a bit, swirling the stems around her fingertips. it looked as if they were recently ordered too? how long was wanderer planning this? 

“well, when i was younger, i found it when i was wandering around. ironic since–” he rolled his wrists a little, ball joints moving. “your name?” 

“yes. anyway, do you want to make the crowns now or watch the stars even–” 

“— even though they’re fake.” name finished. wanderer’s smile curled up again. she was listening to his mindless rants about tevyat despite maybe not agreeing to them. cute.  

[rishaissweet]

ミ ♡ Warning - mentions of sexual activity and dirty talk, if you are a minor or under the age of 15+ please do skip this. Thank you <3 ( i am also not good at this but i tried 😓 )

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Ranpo Edogawa Headcannon's ミ ♡ ៸៸

sfw ミ ♡ ៸៸ : :

Ranpo's a snack addict and it's obvious, he wouldn't share his snacks with anyone and would hide them in a safe.

though, you are the only person who Ranpo likes to share snacks with. ♡

he loves to hear your praise about him after he has done something good or completed a mission, it makes him feel motivated to keep going to make you proud.

is overly-confident, he'd think it's stupid for you to ask someone else's help other than him when he's at the same place at you

he would also probably glare and be a bit pouty on the person you asked helped with other than him and would probably rush to help you before someone else does.

i'd feel like he's quite of a clingy person, after a long exhausting day at Armed Detective Agency, he'd definitely need your affection and snuggles.

Ranpo would also get upset at you after you steal any of his sweets without his permission and would probably ignore you for the rest of the day

which he can't do.

he would hug you from behind if he smells the food that your baking and would get curious wondering if it's his.

whenever he gets flustered by your sudden affections, he would bury his face deep into your neck or shoulder until his red face turns back to normal

nsfw ミ ♡ ៸៸ : : ( gender neutral! )

this guy is probably a submissive whore in my opinion.

after a stressing day at work, he would probably sit on your lap and mark your neck as if he's asking you to fuck him or let him fuck you if he wants to

which is true but usually if your a guy he would most definitely want you to fuck him but if your a girl then get that damn strap‼️

would stock 5 powdered donuts or more on your dick and eat them one by one while he licks your arching member. ( yes inspired by that donut fanfic )

would ride you in bed even if he seemed so overstimulated that tears and drool are dropping, he wouldn't stop until he can't anymore.

a teasing kink and marking kink. yes idgaf if y'all don't agree i personally think that those are Ranpo's kinks

if there are guests in your shared apartment or house, he would probably blast some of his fave music ( classical or lofi idk 😭 )

so the guests wouldn't hear all the moans and whispers while they blast his song <3

would probably collect your cum. 🤷🏻‍♀️

he would definitely like the aftercare since your gonna be the one taking care of him and stuff, giving him a bubble bath, buy him ice cream and tell him he did so fucking great.

[rosyrosethorns]

(it has been. months. but a sudden wave of returning feelings compelled me to write more indulgent vampire barkis stuff QwQ)

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Classical music resonated from the record player as Lord Barkis led Madi through the dance; unable to take their eyes off each other. The girl had no idea what Barkis could be thinking at the moment, but she could feel her heart racing as warmth swelled in her chest; still struggling to believe it had just been over a month since her first visit to his old manor… And considering it had been minutes since he had muttered any instruction or remarks, the urge to lean in and initiate the first kiss was eating away at the lovestruck girl.

Their dance slowed to a near stop as Madi suddenly moved her hand from the man’s shoulder to his chest. “Barkis,” she murmured; her eyes locked with his own.

A smile crept onto his face in response as he moved one hand up to gently take hold of her chin; his opposing arm still wrapped around her waist. “Madilyn,” he purred in response… “Is there something you wish to say?~”

The girl’s lips parted slightly as she was about to speak… but her eyes widened as she noticed something there she hadn’t seen before, and a soft gasp escaped her mouth instead.

A pair of fangs could be seen in Lord Barkis’ mouth… large enough to belong to a vampire.

“Your mouth,” was all Madi could say… and the man’s smile faded only for a moment as he realized what she meant.

“Ohh, what a bothersome habit,” he nonchalantly sighed as his coy smile returned. “A premature reveal, to say the least~”

The girl was slightly nervous as both hands fell to his chest; unsure of what would happen next. “You’re… legit, a real vampire…”

Barkis loosened his arm’s grip on the girl’s waist with a chuckle; only his hand resting on her hip now. “I am~”

“… So all that stuff about getting used to modern society,” the girl murmured; more stunned than scared… “That’s cuz you’re, like… over a century old… And your quiet servants… You totally just… turned a couple of folks off the street…”

The man’s thumb caressed the side of Madi’s face. “You’re quite the little detective, my dear,” he purred. “Everything does fall into place once you find that missing piece, doesn’t it?~”

As he leaned in, the flustered girl suddenly lifted a hand to his mouth; the fingers grazing his lips as he stopped with a raised brow.

“You don’t think I’m going to hurt you, do you?” he softly inquired.

“It’s not… what you don’t want to do that I’m concerned about,” Madi replied. “It’s… what you ARE gonna do… now that you just told me your secret…”

… The smirk on Barkis’ face grew.

“Lower your hand, my dear; and I’ll show you one of the two things I’ve been eager to taste for some time now~”

Curious yet nervous, Madi hesitantly lowered her hand from his chin before Lord Barkis delicately took hold of her own; closing the distance between their lips with a passionate kiss.

That minute felt like hours as Madi found herself melting in the vampire’s embrace; her eyes closed as the only sound in the room now was the fluttering curtains hanging in front of the open window… Any anxiety Madi had regarding requited feelings were no longer present; intensely fixated on the tenderness of Barkis’ lips against hers. It felt… strangely magical in a way.

Barkis was the first to pull away before the girl’s eyes slowly fluttered open; noticing how she was tugging the collar of her dress. “You’re being rather composed, aren’t you?~” he remarked. “Even when you knew what I would say next.”

Madi’s eyes averted to the floor out of shy habit; her cheeks flushed.

“… You just gave me enough reason to trust you,” she timidly explained. “And we had dinner… So I’m guessing you won’t be starving… You even had blood in your goblet, right? Because I… love you… I’ll let you drink some of my blood...”

Barkis visibly melted in response to this confession; lingering in stunned silence for a moment. Any resistance he had displayed regarding a taste of her blood completely disappeared at her offer.

“Ohh~” Embracing the girl tightly, he kissed the crook of her neck; his fangs grazing the surface as Madi felt a delightful shudder down her spine. Her eyes squeezed shut, her breathing hitched in anticipation. The fangs against her skin felt sharp enough to maul her, and yet the vampire chose to handle her tenderly…

Holding the back of her head, his tongue running across her neck, Lord Barkis sunk his fangs eagerly into the flesh that smelled so sweet to him; a soft gasp and whimper escaping the blushing girl in his arms before her body relaxed in his embrace…

[bsdw-ccraccs]

part 1 -> part 2* -> part 3

Case: The Hunt

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Chapter 2 Song:  Skyfall  ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - -୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

Of course, he was late. 

The loud sound makes him and the people in the main office jump. Many of them were trying to comfort the kid and some were trying to alert the teachers. 

Someone decides to take the initiative and picks up the young boy and walks out of the school. Many join them and some run off to help evacuate those still in the classes. 

It is only after Aeris takes a long, deep, breath, that he can hear the loud sirens of the school's alarms. The person, a man, sets him down on a bench in front of the school. Aeris looks at the school, black smoke coming from one side of the building, the other side looking perfectly fine. 

He cleans himself up, tears no longer falling down his face, using the sleeve of his blazer to clean his snotty nose, taking off his blazer and trying it at his waist. He wants to stand, but he doesn’t trust himself to. 

Everything was getting so loud. Too many people, too many sounds, too many colors, too many everything. Aeris covered his ears and closed his eyes, his brain registering the disgusting taste his mouth had from the vomit and the amount of blood he had encountered. Silence. He needs silence.

He needs to be alone, Aeris needs to be alone. He wants to be alone. Too much. TOO MUCH.

“Hey kid, breathe.” 

Aeris gasps as a voice cuts through his thoughts. His eyes are wide, his hands aren’t pressing against his ears, and he now has a strawberry-flavored mint in his mouth.

“You’re gonna hurt your ears like that, and your breath was smelly,” The guy, a black-haired male dressed similarly to a detective, says. He’s couched down in front of Aeris, his larger hands covering Aeris’s smaller ones and laying them on his knees. 

“You’re… from the detective agency… Ranpo Edogawa…” Aeris sighed in shock. 

“And you’re the kid that called the authorities on the bodies here, right?” Ranpo smiles, green eyes peaking through his eyelashes.

“Yeah…” Aeris looked away, the school was blocked with yellow tape, there were two other people nearby that did not look like police and a large crowd outside the area of the yellow tape being blocked by the police.

“Well kiddo, I have your phone here,” Ranpo shows his phone with a clear, purple, cat charm hanging off of it.

Aeris opens his mouth to say something but Ranpo cuts him off.

“But! You will have to come with us to a safer part of town! If you agree, then your phone is yours! Deal?”

Aeris nods, Ranpo handing him his phone and standing up. Aeris holds his phone to his chest as he hears Ranpo call out for a Jun’ichiro and an Atsushi.  The two other guys turn around and walk towards them. Aeris stands behind Ranpo, looking at the other two as they come closer, analyzing them. 

He knows about the Armed Detective Agency and what they do, he also knows some of the detectives due to research and projects he had done. He truly finds them interesting. He had found out about them due to some books his father had kept before he died and his mother wouldn't throw them away for anything. 

Those books had information on the port mafia, the armed detective agency, the guild, and so on. From the bosses, the workers, and their abilities, to the most powerful combos they have. It was interesting. 

Aeris knew about Ranpo and Jun’ichiro, Ranpo thanks to the books, and Jun’ichiro thanks to the hacking he has learned from books from the library near his place. He guesses that Atsushi is a new worker as the ADA. He’ll have to search up some things online about him.

Aeris didn’t notice that they had started walking until Ranpo put a hand on his head to stop him from walking forward into a pole. “We are here!” Ranpo calls out. 

Looking up from the ground, Aeris and the group are standing in front of a coffee shop. They enter the building and sit in one of the booths, in front of an old man. The first to sit down is Jun’ichiro, a small smile on his face as Ranpo scoots beside him. Atsushi sits down first and motions to Aeris to sit down beside him. He nods and scoots to sit in front of Ranpo. 

Placing his phone on the table, hands covering the screen, they sit in silence for a few seconds. 

“So, Aeris Dahl right?”

“Yes, that’s me…” 

“As you know, I’m Ranpo Edogawa, the greatest detective ever,” Ranpo smiles, eyes closed as he points to the redhead beside him “ This is Jun’ichiro Tanizaki, and that's Atsushi Nakajima.”

Both of them wave towards me as I nod at them. 

A lady comes by, a smile on her face. 

“What can I get you all? Oh, There’s a new member!”

“The usual for me!” Ranpo waves his hand as his head lies on the table.

“I’ll get a coffee, what about you, Atsushi?”

“I’ll also get a coffee.”

“Can I just get some water, please..” Aeris mumbles, he doesn’t want anything too heavy for right now, especially after everything that has happened. The smell of coffee cleanses Aeris’s mind from the gore he had witnessed, but it is the relaxing aspect of the coffee shop that makes him close his eyes and not see their faces.

“Sooo, Dahl-” “Please, call me Aeris, I’d rather that than my last name…” 

“Alright then, Aeris, we are to ask you some questions about what happened today,” Ranpo says, placing a recorder on the table as the lady brings two coffees, one sundae, and a cup of cold water. 

“Thank you,” everyone tells the waiter as she nods and walks away.

“Why ask me questions about this when you could instantly find out who did it?” Aeris asks Ranpo, Atsushi, and Jun’ichiro looking at him. He doesn’t seem nervous at all, his hands say everything. Aeris’s pointer finger was tapping away on the back of his hand, his nails painted a pastel purple, hands stained with paint, it all showed how nervous he feels. 

“Well, to make the investigation much more fun! Also, I already know you’re innocent, no need to be so anxious.” 

Aeris sighs and shakes his head. “Well, I just wanted to go to the bathroom and, when I entered the smell of blood was strong. I looked around and saw that there was a body on the floor on the third stall, I dialed 110 but didn’t call…”

“Why didn’t you instantly call?” Jun’ichiro asks.

“I just felt that there was more to it so I ran out of the bathroom and went to the next one to the left, there I found two more dead students. There I called the police and ran to the farthest bathroom, mostly used by the popular girls and the junkies. That’s where I found the dead teacher and the bomb.”

“A bomb?” Atsushi and Jun’ichiro pipe up, questioning.

“I was also wondering that. In the last bathroom, not close to any classes but the gym. The time it was set too also didn’t make sense,” Aeris wonders as he grabs his phone and shows the pictures of the body.

“All of the bodies had their eyes taken out and something happening with their necks, but this one had her whole torso ripped open and her guts taken out.”

The gruesome image makes him cringe as he takes a sip from his water. “The guts weren’t ripped out by any means, she still had her lungs in there and there weren’t any traces of other parties. It seemed that they surgically removed the specific parts they wanted of her and took them.”

“It seems you are correct, do you think it was because of a grudge or was it a murder of fun?” 

“I would like to think it was a murder for fun, like, they just wanted to try the thrill of it and kill someone, or even worse, sold her organs for fun. Though, I’m not an amazing detective like you Ranpo, so I can’t be sure.” 

Ranpo opens his eyes wide, the compliment taking him off guard. 

The main thing that was written in the book of the agency for Ranpo’s case, ‘praise and pay with sweets for the best solved case.’

“Of course! I’m the greatest after all!” He smiles as the other two bring tier coffee to their lips. Aeris nods along, knowing that the killer will be found sooner rather than later in this case.

After they finish the interrogation, they leave the coffee shop and walk back to the scene of the bombing. A sick feeling settles in Aeris’s tummy as they get closer to the closed-down school, his hands getting clammy and his eyes looking left to right in a wary way. He knew he was safe, he had the detective agency around him, but it just didn’t help alleviate the feeling of danger.

Something is going to happen soon.

But when and where was it going to happen…

[amessageonthewind]

[angelic-dew]

yandere! komi shoko headcannons !

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 💌 ୧・request :: Hello <3 I hope your doing well!!! By chance-- do you write for Komi Can't Communicate????? Can I get yan Komi hc's?? If not it's fine I understand -o-

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🍡 ୧・author's note :: yes, I do take requests for this fandom and many others I haven't listed as yet (sorry on my part.) <3

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🍨 ୧・pairing :: komi shoko x g/n! Reader (you/your pronouns)

✧༉‧₊˚୨ ✖ ୧・trigger warnings :: isolation, stalking, murder, yandere, jealousy, rivalry and grammar mistakes. if you are sensitive towards these topics, dni.

⚝Just a reminder I don't tolerate nor do I encourage the following topics in reality; I like keeping it strictly to fiction

🍡.It's not that easy nor is common for someone such as Komi to fall that deeply for another but it doesn't mean it isn't impossible but she has to trust or have some connection from before/in the past.

🍨. Probably a childhood friend (before middle school and/or before middle school) for some kind of relationship or you either had a similar interaction like Tadano. Either way, you have managed to charm her.

give me a chance~

🍡. At first she just...stared. You know the stare I'm talking about.

🍨. It's usual for Shouko to do this after all you've known her for quite some time so it's not anything out of the ordinary,, it was really a simple crush nothing more, sure she may have stared at you but it's Komi

🍡. But soon that itself became overbearing, there were always eyes piercing through you every breath, blink, movement you made Shouko observed. Everything, she may have the best memory but when it comes to you, you mean everything.

"I love you more than slitting your enemies' throat"

🍨. Komi starts to act delusional (although not detected based on her calm and quiet demeanor) thinks that every action you do is for her. You've been a good friend/significant other treating her with so much kindness, the simplest things such as assisting her to carry some books,, you're doing this for her you are her's. Why should you help the others as well?

🍡. Then comes the clinginess. She needs to be with you it's a must be with her you are only hers you just don't know it yet. She would even make up excuses of a sleepover to see you more often. The only moment you're alone is in the bathroom and even there she's outside the door waiting patiently.

"I don't mind being around you, but I do mind if others are"

🍨. Komi is a very calculated person tho, she has no idea what she's actually doing,, yet every gesture is precise and calculated with the excuse of her just liking you. Sooner or later Komi will become a third arm.

🍡. shows her affection and love you in...ways. Nothing too out of the regular mostly gift-giving since she can't really talk ( doesn't want to) and the next way is taking things of value from you such as hairpins, fav T-(shirt), pens things like that to make a shrine of you, which she keeps hidden in God knows where.

"Stay with me please"

🍨. If you were to confront Komi on any of these topics she would deny it immediately. With an excuse along the lines of, "I just like to be around you" "I'm annoying aren't I, I knew someone such as wouldn't like a freak like me"; now she knows what she's doing

🍡. To be fair she can't really talk around anyone but it is far worse with; there's always a slight blush on her face. Not to mention Ren hates your guts.

"...."

🍨. Now, as for rivals, she doesn't kill them, no. Her method is far safer and more strategic,, something like in yandere simulator where Ayano weakens/destroy's the relationship between the rivals and Senpai each week. Yeah that's what she does

🍡. Shouko would never ever kidnap you however, she will do the closest thing to that, isolates you. You don't realize how much she controls your life.

"it's better if you stay here with me. I don't like when others look at you that way."

🍨. Eventually, you would see nothing but Komi. She is everywhere; she's the only one that stuck by your side when no one would, all she did was love you was it so hard to return those feelings back? Shouko lives for you everything is done specifically for you.

🍡. In the end, you either accept her feelings and play it safe; or have an even more overbearing Komi following you everywhere whose

tendencies are growing more violent every day.

© angelic-dew :: please don't reclaim or translate without permission! reblogs are appreciated though! <3

[amenomiko]

Aaaaaa Thank You so much for the looooooooooooong wait! I was too occupied and writer's block makes me tired more than ever 😭. Thank you so much for the request @ashavazesa ❤❤❤❤❤

A/N: I don't really take ALL Southeast Asia countries in this as I'm not really familiar with it. If you have questions regarding the culture, you may PM me or comment here ❤. Or you may google it, especially Butod 😏.

Lords x Southeast Asia Culture

Nobunaga - Hungry Ghost Festival (Malaysia / Singapore)

-It is a festival to honor the dead and so the gate from hell is opened.

-Mitsuhide: Most probably when the gate from hell is open, there will be Hideyoshi, practically running here and there upon his arrival ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^).

-Masamune: Exactly. With the red carpet and rose petals. Heh.

-Hideyoshi: ಠ_ಠ.... Still- Nobunaga-sama's presence itself is majestic, so I have to agree with both of you *cough*

-Mitsunari: But I don't understand.. Hideyoshi-sama is kind, why would he be in hell (´；д；`)?

-Hideyoshi: Now, now, Mitsunari. Not everyone will go to heaven easily.

-Mitsuhide: Indeed. One of the main reasons why he goes to hell is because he sister-zoned every maiden in the world.

-Hideyoshi: H E Y (　☉д⊙)!

-Back to Nobunaga: I demand my offering to be a pack of armies, thousands of konpeitos, and MC's candid pictures 😏😏😏😏.

-Shingen: How indecent. To hell with you 😒.

-Kennyo: Go somewhere else, don't take my place 😒.

-Nobunaga: Excuse me? Hell would not be yours as I am the Demon King

-Kennyo: Excuse you 😒. My sin is bigger than yours.

-MC: Is it me or is this a White Girls Sengoku Version ಠ_ಠ?

-Ieyasu: ...Why would anyone want to fight over hell in the first place =_=?

Hideyoshi - Everyone is Addressed as Boss / Uncle / Aunty (Malaysia)

-So he went to a restaurant..

-"Boss. What do you want to order?"

-He look left. And right.

-"Eh Boss. You want to order or not?"

-"Huh? M-me??"

-Then he went to a public place, and his wallet fell from his pocket,

-"Uncle. Excuse me."

-Uncle-- WHAT- He is not THAT OLD-- "Wh- Wha??"

-"Aiya Uncle. Your wallet. Later people take your money how?"

-"Uh--" What kind of language is that anyway??

-Sasuke: If you are wondering what kind of language they speak, it is called as 'Manglish', Hideyoshi-san.

-Hideyoshi: Ma- Ma what?

-Sasuke: Manglish. Malaysian + English casual ways of talking to someone.

-Random person: Eh Boss, excuse me. Do you want to enter or not? If not please move lah! You are blocking the door!

-Hideyoshi: ........*Stressed 101*

Masamune - Butod (Sago Grub) (Malaysia - Sabah)

-Le butod: *Wiggle wiggle wiggle* OwO

-And MC: *FAINTS*

-"So this is a.. Grub from sago tree, you say? And it is recommended to be eaten raw."

-"It looks like MC when she was struggling to get away from my grip when I try to kiss her."

-MC, who has fainted, woke up "Excuse me?? Are you saying that I am-"

-Butod: *Wiggle Wiggle on Masamune's Palm* OwO

-MC: *gasssppp* 😱😱😱😱 YOU..! DON'T TOUCH ME WITH THAT HAND TONIGHT ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥A˂̣̣̥ )‧º·˚!

-Masamune: Eeeeh but why? *Pulls its head and eat it raw* Hmm.. Taste like chicken.

-MC: .....*Takes a bottle of sake and shove it into his mouth* Wash it down with this! WASH IT WITH T H I S!

-Masamune: MMMMF 😵😵😵😵!!

Mitsuhide - Chinese New Year Celebrations (Malaysia / Singapore)

-He was offered with lots of CNY treats and of course, he ate it without refusing it.

-Only to get the bewildered reactions from the people around him when he mixed the rice + fish + dumplings + sweet rice balls + spring rolls + glutinous rice cake in one bowl and eat it like nobody's business.

-Hideyoshi: Even if you can't taste it, don't eat it in that way (　☉д⊙)!!

-"Why Hideyoshi? This foods represents luck, you see. I need this luck so I can always escape from your endless 'love' ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)."

-Learned about Ang Pow.

-"So you will give away money if you are married, and will receive it if you are not married. I see..."

-MC: What's wrong, Mitsuhide?

-"Hmm? Oh, I was just concerned about Hideyoshi. Because he will give away Ang Pows throughout his life." *Shakes his head* "That's what he gets when he sister-zoned everyone."

-Hideyoshi: ʕʘ̅͜ʘ̅ʔ.....

Ieyasu - Sambal (Hot Relish made with veggies / fruits and spices) (Indonesia)

-At first he was skeptical.

-Until he put some in his dish.

-Cues Ieyasu hugging the Sambal Jar.

-Growls when Masamune said "Can I have a look what they put inside-- Hey, hey, I said I want to have a look, not that I will eat it, lad. Calm down."

-Nobunaga, the usual demon on your shoulder: It's that precious, hmm? So you'd rather choose that than MC?

-MC: Please don't make me an option between food, Nobunaga ಠ_ಠ.

-Mitsuhide: Or maybe.. You can eat her by pouring all over her ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)?

-MC: I will become a living swollen red bell pepper, no thanks (눈‸눈).

Mitsunari - Vietnam and the amount of motorcyclists on the road (Vietnam)

-The gangs be all flustered with their surroundings, especially Hideyoshi.

-"Stay close, all of you! It's dangerous!"

-Masamune & Mitsuhide: Yes mom ( ͡^ ͜ʖ ͡^)~

-Hideyoshi: Who is your MOM (　☉д⊙)??

-Sasuke: It's alright, they say you can cross it casually as they will automatically avoid you.

-Hideyoshi: Impossible, isn't it dangerous? Besides, it's too close one after another!

-Sasuke: Here, let me give you an example. *Gives Mitsunari a book and whispered "You may cross now."*

-Our pure angel be like "O3O ooooh~~" And there he goes, walking straight ahead, with head buried in a book.

-Meanwhile, Hideyoshi: *Were pulled by both Masa and Mitsuhide* GAHH LET GO OF ME! MITSUNARIIIII \(Q A Q)/!!!! *GASP* NOOO NOBUNAGA-SAMA DON'T CROSS THE ROAD WHILE EATING YOUR KONPEITOOO!!!

-And Ieyasu, who has been watching Mitsunari who crossed the road safely to the other side: TCH. There's no one that hit him (•ˋ _ ˊ•).

Kenshin: 5 People on one Motorcycle (Indonesia)

-The first thing that he ask Sasuke was...

-"What is that?"

-Sasuke: Oh, as you can see, Kenshin-sama. Some people from a poor family will ride their motorcycle altogether as one. And so,.. Kenshin-sama?

-"Bringing the motorcycle back to the past would cause unnecessary scene, but an idea of 5 people in one ride is not bad. Hm."

-"Imagine, when you go to the battlefield, with 5 people in one horse, you can kill 5 people at one time."

-"Also, if they bring sake supplies, and 1 person hold one sake each, and there's 10 horses, I would've get 500 bottles in an hour."

-Them: ........

-Sasuke: Can't do, Kenshin-sama. Please pity our horse and if you work here, in this era, please don't be a math teacher. You will give a bad example in your class.

-Kenshin: Don't stop what I want to do, Sasuke (눈‸눈). Fine. Let's change that 5 person into me, and the killed people to Shingen instead. So it will be 5 of me, killing Shingen in one strike.

-Shingen: Psssh. If I were you, there will be 5 of me on one horse, so all of us can kiss MC in one go 😏✨✨✨.

-Yukimura: PLEASE STOP GAH MY BRAIN @A@

Shingen - Thailands... and their Kathoey (Thailand)

-Welp. His eyebrows wouldn't stop wiggling here and there to every pretty woman that he spotted.

-'Woman'. Heh.

-Sasuke about to warn him but Kenshin hold him back.

-"Let's teach him a lesson." He said. "It will be interesting." He said.

-And so they go to one place for dinner, when they were surrounded by a bunch of pretty women.

-"Hey handsome~~ wanna have fun with us?"

-Yukimura: Eh- uh- eh- I- I- o//////o

-"Oh come on~~~ *grope*"

-Yukimura: *Genuine Girlish Voice* KYAAAAAAAAA!!! *Fainted with foams*

-Shingen: Now, now, you girls are pretty attempting, but we need to fill our empty stomachs first, you see?

-He was occupied in talking to the girls when Sasuke whispered something to one of them without him realizing it. Then the girl went to Shingen's side, hugging his arm, "Please~ have fun with us~~ I will give you a reward if you say 'Yes'~"

-Shingen, playing along: Oooh? What would that be?

-Le girl, changing her voice into a manly one, "A lick of my lollipop, bro."

-And he fainted next to Yukimura. With foams in his mouth too.

Yukimura - Bali and their.... 'Souvenirs' (Indonesia)

-The first thing that came out from his mouth when he arrived at Bali is "Wh- wh- wh- r-romantic island?? Wh- who would show their intimacy in public--"

-*Shriek to a statue with a peculiar s*x position*

-*Shriek to almost everything*

-*Got stuck in one place until Sasuke had to pulled him out from the shop*

-Sasuke: Forgive me, bro. It's Shingen-sama's idea to enter this shop. It's normal for you to be culture shocked as one of their famous souvenirs is wee wee keychains (´・д・｀).

-"Don't say that casually OAO!"

-MC, takes one wee wee display and called out for him, "Yukimura~ come here for a sec. Look! Your wee wee (✿❛◡❛)!"

-"MMMMMCCCCCC ୧( ಠ////Д////ಠ )୨!!!!"

-Also Yukimura: *Gasp* This shop sells your kind! *Points at the restaurant that displays Rolling Pig*

-Scene of Yukimura got slapped by MC unfolds.

Sasuke - Sarawak's Blowpipe (Malaysia - Sarawak)

-Tour guide: One of the ethnicities in Sarawak is Iban people. They are known to hunt their prey with a blowpipe, which contained with a poison-coated needle.

-Sasuke: Oooh. *looks at the blowpipe* It's like detective conan but a poisoned needle ones (´・д・｀)✨✨✨

-Tour guide:

-Others:

-Tour guide: Would you like to give a try?

-Sasuke: Yes please (´・д・｀)✨✨✨ which target should I shoot it with?

-Tour guide: The balloon, next to the pole in front of you ☺.

-Sasuke: Okay. *Takes a deep breath*

-Kenshin:.......*monotonous voice* Ah, a mosquito. *Kicks Shingen to make him land in front of Sasuke*

-Shingen: H-Hey-- OAO

-Sasuke: Mmf- *Instantly pushed the pipe to shoot something else*

-*Stab*

-Mitsunari who happens to pass by: Hmm? Oh my, I don't remember this book has a needle attached to it (ㆁᴗㆁ✿).

-Other tour members: EEEEEKKKK 😱😱😱

-Ieyasu who also happens to be not to far from the group: Tch. Books from the future must not to be underestimated ಠ_ಠ. It's too thick.

[amessageonthewind]

This took a bit longer than I would have liked, but it’s here! Lots and lots of hurt/comfort, but it’s not over. Tensions are rising, and our protagonists have to make a choice. Join the revolution, or stand aside?

[amessageonthewind]

It’s finally done. Took forever to get this one out, but it’s done! Our duo finally tracks down and finds Jericho, both seeking the same person for different reasons. Both trying to find answers. Rachel has chosen her side, but now it’s time for Connor to choose his.

[amessageonthewind]

Our trio meets Kamski for the first time and Connor’s loyalties are called into question as well as his and Rachel’s feelings for each other. Especially as they grappled with the possibility of saying goodbye to each other.

[amessageonthewind]

Connor: Is Connor Rachel: Flirts with him to try and embarrass him Connor: Flirts back at her Rachel: Wait, hold on-