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(Since you were asking for a thirst HAHDNDJDNDSN)

My man (Fukuzawa) has few smut here in tumblr, he needs justice.

And I needed to be manhandled by that fine dilf.

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crucible // fukuzawa yukichi

tw ⇢ jealous!fukuzawa, possessive!fukuzawa, so much sexual tension, fukuzawa in denial, making out, teasing, office sex, sir kink cx its fukuzawa, rough sex, manhandling ofc, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, creampie, dirty talk, spanking

wc ⇢ 5.2k

a/n: anon, you just reawakened my love for fictional characters nearly twice my age

The oppressive August heat blanketed Yokohama, the air heavy and thick, clinging to your skin like a damp cloth. In the offices of the Armed Detective Agency, the ancient air conditioner wheezed and rattled, providing little relief from the sweltering temperatures. Beads of sweat gathered at your brow and trickled down the back of your neck as you sat at your desk, trying to focus on the stack of case files in front of you.

But your mind kept drifting, your thoughts inevitably drawn to the Agency's distinguished leader, Yukichi Fukuzawa. From the moment you'd started working here, you'd been captivated by him - his sophisticated air, his commanding presence, the way his steely gaze seemed to pierce right through you. It was more than just physical attraction, though that was certainly part of it. There was something about him, an aura of power and control, that drew you like a moth to a flame.

You knew it was risky, knew that getting involved with your boss was a recipe for disaster. But you couldn't help yourself. Every interaction with him left you wanting more, your skin buzzing with a kind of electric anticipation.

It started small, innocently enough. A smile that lingered just a beat too long, a brush of fingers as you handed him a file. But as the months went by, you grew bolder, more overt in your flirtations.

Each morning, you greeted Fukuzawa with a smile that bordered on coy, your voice low and honeyed. "Good morning, sir," you'd purr, leaning in just a little too close as you handed him his daily schedule. The subtle widening of his eyes, the almost imperceptible hitch in his breath, was all the encouragement you needed.

You started putting more effort into your appearance, choosing blouses that hugged your curves, skirts that fell just an inch shorter than was strictly professional. You told yourself it wasn't for him, that you just wanted to feel good about yourself. But deep down, you knew the truth. You wanted him to notice you, to feel the weight of his gaze on your skin.

And notice he did. You'd catch him watching you as you moved around the office, his eyes following the sway of your hips, lingering on the exposed slice of skin at your throat. His face would remain impassive, but you could see the tension in his jaw, the way his fingers would tighten around his pen.

It became a kind of game, a forbidden dance of push and pull. You'd lean over his desk to point out a detail in a report, letting your blouse gape open just enough to offer a tantalizing glimpse of cleavage. You'd brush past him in the hallway, your hand grazing his arm, letting the contact linger a moment longer than necessary.

Each small victory sent a thrill through you, a heady rush of power. You were getting to him, chipping away at that legendary self-control. It was only a matter of time before he snapped.

But it wasn't enough. The more you got, the more you wanted. Stolen glances and fleeting touches only fanned the flames of your desire, leaving you aching and restless. You found yourself daydreaming during the long, humid afternoons, your mind conjuring up vivid fantasies of Fukuzawa's hands on your body, his mouth hot and insistent against your skin. You'd imagine him bending you over his desk, his fingers digging into your hips as he finally fucked you, claiming you as his own.

The fantasies were so real, so visceral, that you'd often snap out of them flushed and breathless, your heart racing and your pussy throbbing with need. You'd clench your thighs together, trying to quell the ache, but it was never enough. You wanted him, needed him, with an intensity that frightened and exhilarated you in equal measure.

And so, you started pushing harder, growing bolder in your advances. Determined to shatter his iron self-control, to make him admit that he wanted you just as desperately as you wanted him.

You began openly flirting with the other men in the office, particularly Atsushi, the youngest and most naive of the bunch. You'd perch on the edge of his desk, leaning in close as you pointed out details in case files, letting your breasts brush against his arm. You'd laugh just a little too loudly at his jokes, tossing your hair over your shoulder and fixing him with a dazzling smile.

And all the while, you'd feel Fukuzawa's gaze burning into your back, his eyes tracking your every move. You'd see his jaw clench, his fist tighten at his side, and a dark thrill would course through you. He was jealous, you could tell. The knowledge was intoxicating.

Late one sweltering evening, as you were leaving the office, you suddenly felt Fukuzawa's hand close around your wrist. Before you could respond, he was guiding you into his office and shutting the door behind you. Your heart raced at his proximity, the air practically crackling between you.

"Your behavior has been quite inappropriate," he said in a low voice, his eyes boring into yours. "If you continue this way, there will be consequences."

His gaze drifted to your lips and for a wild, breathless moment, you were sure he was going to kiss you. But then he released you and took a measured step back, leaving you dizzy and aching for more.

In the days that followed, the memory of that charged moment in Fukuzawa's office lingered, a constant distraction. Your skin prickled with awareness whenever he was near, your body attuned to his presence like a tuning fork. You tried to focus on your work, but your mind kept conjuring up the phantom sensation of his fingers wrapped around your wrist, the heat of his gaze on your mouth.

You dialed back on your flirtations with the other men, but you couldn't bring yourself to stop teasing Fukuzawa. If anything, you became bolder, more overt in your intentions. You started staying late at the office, finding excuses to be alone with him. In the evenings, when the rest of the staff had gone home, you'd slip into his office with flimsy pretexts, perching on the edge of his desk and leaning in close as you spoke.

During one such encounter, emboldened by the late hour and the intimacy of the dimly lit room, you placed your hand over his as you pointed out a detail in a case file. Fukuzawa stilled, his eyes flickering to yours with an intensity that made your breath catch. Slowly, deliberately, he turned his hand over beneath yours, his palm hot against your own.

"You're playing a dangerous game," he said quietly, his deep voice sending shivers down your spine. His fingers curled around yours, just for a moment, before he drew away.

You knew he was right, knew that you were both wading into treacherous waters. But you were too far gone to turn back now, too intoxicated by the simmering tension that coiled between you.

As the summer heat rose, so did the stakes of your forbidden dance. Stolen glances turned into fleeting caresses, plausible deniability becoming paper-thin. The air grew heavy with unspoken desire, with the tantalizing promise of what could be.

And then, one storm-dark night, the levee finally broke.

You were working late again, poring over witness statements, when the power suddenly cut out. The office was plunged into darkness, the only illumination coming from the occasional flash of lightning outside the rain-lashed windows. You heard Fukuzawa's office door open, heard his measured footsteps approaching.

"The whole block is out," he said, his tall silhouette appearing in your doorway. "We might as well call it a night."

You nodded, your tongue suddenly feeling too thick for your mouth. A strange anticipation crackled through you as you gathered your things by feel, every nerve ending alight. You startled when you felt Fukuzawa's hand on the small of your back, guiding you out into the pitch-black hallway.

In the darkness, every sensation was magnified. The sound of your breathing, the warm press of his palm against your spine, the electric awareness of his body mere inches from yours. Your heart was beating so loudly, you were certain he must hear it.

And then, between one step and the next, Fukuzawa halted. His hand slid slowly up your back, his fingers curling around your nape. You turned to face him, dizzy with want, scarcely daring to breathe.

For a long, suspended moment, you hovered there in the charged darkness. The air felt thick, weighted with expectation. You could just make out the gleam of Fukuzawa's eyes, could feel the tension emanating from him in waves.

"Tell me to stop," he said, his voice rough as gravel, "and I will."

But you didn't want him to stop. You wanted him to keep going, to finally unleash the pent-up hunger that had been consuming you for months. Throwing caution to the wind, you closed the last breath of distance between you and captured his lips with your own...

Heart pounding, you melted into Fukuzawa's embrace, your lips moving feverishly against his. His mouth was hot and insistent, his strong hands gripping your hips as he backed you up against the wall. You gasped as your back hit the cool surface, the contrast with your overheated skin sending sparks rushing through you.

Fukuzawa took advantage of your parted lips, deepening the kiss with a low groan that reverberated through your body. You clung to his broad shoulders, dizzy with sensation, your head spinning with the headiness of finally, finally having him exactly where you'd wanted him for so long.

His hands roamed your curves possessively, setting you alight even through the barrier of your clothing. His hands slid up your thighs, under your skirt, his fingers digging into your flesh. Dimly, you registered the rasp of his stubble against your skin, the throaty sounds of desire he made as he kissed you senseless. It was better than anything you had imagined, the reality of him overwhelming your every sense.

Lost in a haze of lust, it took you a moment to realize that Fukuzawa had suddenly stilled. His lips broke away from yours and he drew back slightly, his breath coming harsh and fast. Confusion cut through the fog of your arousal as he grasped your shoulders and gently but firmly set you away from him.

"We can't do this," he said, his voice strained. Even in the darkness, you could see the conflict etched on his face. "It's not right."

"What?" you managed, your kiss-bruised lips still tingling, your body thrumming with need. "But I thought-"

"This is a mistake," Fukuzawa cut you off, running a hand distractedly through his hair. "I'm your superior. I have a responsibility to maintain professional boundaries. No matter how much I..." He trailed off, shaking his head. "It doesn't matter. This ends now, before it goes any further."

You felt like he'd doused you in ice water, shock and hurt warring within you. You opened your mouth to protest, but no words came out. Your throat felt tight, your eyes stinging with the sudden threat of tears.

Fukuzawa exhaled heavily, his expression pained. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I shouldn't have let it get this far. It won't happen again."

And with that, he turned and strode away, leaving you alone in the dark hallway, your lips still swollen from his kisses, your heart in shreds at your feet. You hugged your arms around yourself, suddenly feeling chilled despite the muggy heat.

The storm raged on outside, rain lashing against the windows, wind rattling the panes. But it was nothing compared to the tempest inside you - a maelstrom of frustration, rejection, and an ache so sharp it stole your breath.

How were you supposed to face him after this, knowing how good it could be between you, only to have it snatched away? How could you just forget the searing press of his mouth, the urgency of his touch?

Somehow, you'd have to find a way to lock down your treacherous heart, to bury your desire so deep that even you couldn't feel it anymore. The alternative - pining for a man you couldn't have, burning for his forbidden touch - was unthinkable.

But as you finally turned to leave, your legs unsteady beneath you, you couldn't shake the feeling that this wasn't over. That the undeniable pull between you and Fukuzawa was too powerful to be extinguished by duty or propriety.

One way or another, you knew you'd end up back in his arms. It was only a matter of time.

In the days following your heated encounter with Fukuzawa in the darkened office, you couldn't stop thinking about the electrifying feel of his lips on yours, the urgent press of his body against your own. The memory seared through you at the most inopportune moments, leaving you aching and distracted.

Though a part of you knew you should heed Fukuzawa's words and maintain a professional distance, you found yourself incapable of letting go. If anything, his rejection only fanned the flames of your desire, your need to prove yourself irresistible. You became utterly determined to shatter his iron self-control.

You began putting extra effort into your appearance each morning, choosing outfits that clung to your curves, leaving tantalizing slices of skin bare. You made sure to bend over just so when placing documents on his desk, relishing the way his eyes would follow the lines of your body before he caught himself.

In meetings, you started openly staring at him, your gaze heated and unwavering. You'd trace your lower lip with the tip of your pen, gratified to see his eyes dart to your mouth, his fingers tightening imperceptibly on his pen. Under the guise of friendly touches, you'd graze your fingers along his arm or shoulder, feeling the way he'd tense at the contact.

But you didn't limit your newfound boldness to Fukuzawa. You dialed your flirtations up with all the men in the office. You'd perch on the edge of their desks, crossing your legs so your skirt rode up just a little too high. You'd casually touch their hands or face while laughing at their jokes, tossing your hair over your shoulder coquettishly.

All the while, you could feel the weight of Fukuzawa's stare boring into you, his jaw clenched, his eyes darkening with a potent mix of disapproval and barely suppressed jealousy. You reveled in his attention, positive reinforcement for your provocative behavior.

Late one night, as you were once again working overtime, you decided to up the ante. Slipping out of your heels, you padded silently to Fukuzawa's office, easing the door open without knocking. He glanced up sharply from his paperwork, his eyes widening when he saw you leaning against the door frame.

You smiled, slow and feline, stalking towards Fukuzawa's desk with deliberate sways of your hips. Each step seemed to echo in the charged silence of the dimly lit office. The air felt thick, heavy with the weight of unspoken desire and anticipation. You could feel Fukuzawa's gaze on you, tracking your every movement with an intensity that made your skin prickle with heat.

As you reached his desk, you placed your palms flat on the polished wood, leaning forward slightly. The action caused your blouse to gape open just a little, offering a tantalizing glimpse of your cleavage. You heard Fukuzawa's sharp intake of breath, saw his eyes flicker down for the briefest of moments before he wrenched them back up to your face.

"What are you doing here so late?" he asked, his voice carefully controlled.

"I thought you could use some company," you purred, your voice low and sultry. "And I had a few...questions about the case."

Fukuzawa's jaw clenched, a muscle ticking in his cheek. His hands, resting on the desk, curled into fists as if he was physically restraining himself from reaching for you. "It's late," he said, his tone carefully measured, but you could hear the undercurrent of strain beneath the words. "Any questions can wait until morning."

Undeterred by his dismissal, you circled around the desk, trailing your fingertips along the smooth surface. Fukuzawa watched you warily, his body tense, coiled like a spring ready to snap. When you reached his side, you perched yourself on the edge of the desk, crossing your legs slowly, deliberately. The hem of your skirt rode up, revealing a tantalizing expanse of thigh, the lacy edge of your stockings just peeking out.

Fukuzawa's gaze followed the movement, his eyes darkening with barely suppressed hunger. His hands clenched on the armrests of his chair, the leather creaking under the force of his grip. You could practically feel the heat radiating off him, the air between your bodies crackling with electricity.

Emboldened by his reaction, you leaned in closer, placing your hand on his thigh. His muscles tensed beneath your touch, his breath hitching almost imperceptibly. "But I want your input now, boss," you breathed, your lips just inches from his ear. "I'm sure we can find a way to...stimulate some insights."

For a long, suspended moment, neither of you moved. The only sound was the ragged tempo of your breathing, the thundering of your heartbeat in your ears. Fukuzawa seemed frozen, torn between the compulsion to maintain his professionalism and the undeniable pull of his desire. You could see the conflicting emotions warring in his eyes, the desperate struggle for control.

Then, in a sudden flurry of movement, Fukuzawa surged to his feet. His chair clattered backwards, forgotten, as he gripped you by the upper arms, hauling you up with him. Before you could even gasp, he had spun you around, pressing you up against the wall with the solid heat of his body.

Your breath left you in a rush as your back hit the hard surface, your chest heaving against his. Fukuzawa's hands slid down to your wrists, pinning them beside your head as he loomed over you, his face inches from yours. His eyes were wild, almost black in the low light, boring into you with an intensity that made you tremble.

"You just can't leave well enough alone, can you?" he rasped, his voice rough and gravelly with barely leashed hunger. "You're determined to drive me to madness."

Your lips parted, a retort on the tip of your tongue, but it dissolved into a soft moan as Fukuzawa ducked his head, his mouth grazing the sensitive skin of your neck. A shudder rippled through you at the contact, heat pooling low in your belly. You arched into him instinctively, craving more, desperate for the feel of his hands, his lips on your body.

"I only want to drive you to honesty," you managed to gasp out, your fingers threading through his silver hair, holding him to you. "Admit it - you want me as badly as I want you."

Fukuzawa groaned against your throat, the sound vibrating through you like a tuning fork. His grip on your wrists tightened reflexively as he fought for control, his breath coming in harsh pants against your skin. "We shouldn't," he ground out, even as his hips pressed more insistently into yours, betraying the depth of his need. "It's wrong. But..."

You writhed against him, desperate for more friction, more contact. "But what?" you prompted breathlessly, already knowing the answer but needing to hear him say it.

Fukuzawa raised his head, his eyes locking with yours. In their depths, you saw the last vestiges of his resistance crumble, the iron bands of his control shattering like spun glass. When he spoke, his voice was low and rough, weighted with promise and dark, delicious threat.

"But...I can no longer stand by while you openly flaunt yourself at every available man in this office," he growled, his gaze dropping hungrily to your parted lips as if he was resisting the urge to claim them with his own. "No more games, no more teasing. You're mine, and I intend to make sure you never forget it."

You felt a delicious shiver rush through you at his tone - was this the unraveling you had been hoping to provoke? Boldly holding his smoldering stare, you replied, "Is that so? And what’re you going to do to me...Sir?"

A muscle ticked in his clenched jaw as he seemed to wrestle with his self-restraint. Then, quicker than you could react, his hand fisted in your hair, tugging your head back roughly.

"This..." he growled an instant before crushing his mouth against yours in a searing, hungry kiss.

You gasped at the ferocity of his passion, all the built-up tension he had been holding back now pouring into his ardent caresses. Your hands clutched at the front of his kimono as you met his fervor with your own desperate want.

Your fingers fumbled with the fabric as your mouth hungrily moved against his. He groaned into the searing kiss, the vibration sending sparks of need coursing through your veins. You managed to part the fabric enough to rake your nails over his toned chest, relishing in the way his muscles twitched at your touch.

Fukuzawa broke away with a ragged breath, his forehead pressed against yours as he gazed at you with molten eyes. "You've tormented me for far too long with your wanton behavior," he murmured, his voice strained with restrained desire. "Did you think I was blind to the way you paraded about, taunting me?"

You opened your mouth to respond, but any retort was swallowed by another kiss. This time he didn't hold back, pinning you firmly against the wall as one calloused hand boldly skimmed over the curve of your hip and thigh, squeezing your ass. You shuddered and arched shamelessly into his touch, silently pleading for him to continue his intoxicating exploration.

He trailed scorching open-mouth kisses along the column of your neck, his hot breath fanning over your sensitized skin. "Perhaps now you'll learn there are consequences for playing with fire," Fukuzawa rasped, his husky tone and the roll of his hips against yours making you dizzy with longing.

With your pussy throbbing and breath coming in shallow pants, you sought purchase by clutching at the broad planes of his back. All this time you had been determined to make this unshakable man crack - but now that he had, you were overwhelmed by the force of his smoldering passion. You wanted to drown in it, consequences be damned.

Fukuzawa's normally immaculate appearance was in delicious disarray - his kimono hanging open, hair tousled from your roaming hands. He pinned you with a look that made your insides liquify as his large, calloused hands skimmed over the bare skin of your thighs and lower back.

"Look at the temptress now," he rumbled, his voice husky and laced with want. "So responsive to my touch after batting those pretty lashes at every other man here."

You opened your mouth to respond, but only a breathy whimper escaped as Fukuzawa rolled his hips firmly against yours, allowing you to feel the undeniable hardness of his cock. Heat lanced through your cunt at the delicious friction.

"I should have acted on this long ago," he murmured against the sensitive skin just below your ear. "Shown you exactly where your teasing leads..."

His words had you trembling with heady anticipation. You fisted your hands in his kimono, tugging him even closer as your pulse thundered in your ears. "Then show me," you managed to rasp, throwing caution to the wind.

Fukuzawa's intense gaze searched yours for a molten moment before he captured your lips in another searing, demanding kiss. His large hands cradled you almost reverently as he walked you backwards towards the sofa, your sense of surroundings fading until there was only the roaring need between your entwined bodies.

With a resolute tug, your clothing began to peel away, his fiery caresses branding your bare skin as you finally surrendered to the lust that had been simmering for far too long. The air was thick and heavy with the weight of your desire, the office silent save for the mingled sounds of your heated breaths and moans.

The sofa bumped against the back of your legs and you tumbled onto it, gazing up at the imposing man towering over you. Even in this compromising position, Fukuzawa radiated authority, his gaze dark and intent as he drank in the sight of your naked, sprawled form.

"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" he rasped, the slight tremor in his voice betraying his barely leashed control.

You could hardly breathe, your heart pounding as his burning gaze devoured every inch of your exposed flesh. He knelt between your legs and you could only watch, entranced, as his rough hands skimmed slowly over your trembling thighs.

"Such a tempting little vixen, teasing her superior," he continued, his voice low and gravelly. "And now she's finally within reach."

He parted your legs further, his thumbs tracing torturous circles on the tender skin of your inner thighs. "I'm going to show you exactly what happens to girls who flaunt themselves."

You shivered as his breath ghosted over your damp folds. The anticipation was torture, the aching need between your legs throbbing with each passing moment. He continued to torture you, peppering kisses all across the taut skin of your inner thighs.

Then, just when you thought you couldn't stand it anymore, Fukuzawa's tongue dragged along your slit. You arched into him with a startled moan, his large hands gripping your thighs to keep you in place. His tongue delved deeper, slipping right between your soaked folds.

"Oh God," you whimpered, fisting your hands in his silver hair as pleasure coiled within you, winding tighter and tighter.

"That's right," he rumbled against your slick pussy lips. "I want to hear every sound you make."

His words were punctuated by the firm press of his tongue against your clit, sending a bolt of electricity arcing through you. Your head fell back against the sofa, a cry of pleasure escaping as he licked and sucked at the swollen bud.

Your breath came in ragged gasps, the pleasure so intense it was almost overwhelming. You could feel yourself hurtling towards the edge, every muscle coiling tight, desperate for release.

Then, just as you were about to cum, Fukuzawa pulled away. You whined in protest, the loss of his hot mouth on your dripping pussy nearly painful.

"Not yet," he said, his voice thick and hoarse with arousal. "I'm not finished with you yet."

With a strength that sent another surge of heat to your core, he flipped you onto your stomach, his hand pushing the small of your back to arch your ass into the air. Your breath caught as you felt him kneeling behind you, his thick length pressing teasingly against your folds.

"You have no idea how many nights l've imagined doing this to you," Fukuzawa growled, the head of his cock sliding slowly up and down your soaked pussy. "How many times l've had to stop myself from bending you over my desk and fucking you senseless."

You moaned and wriggled against him, desperate for him to fill you. "Please, Yukichi," you gasped, his name slipping past your lips without thinking.

At the sound of his name, he grinned widely, one hand coming up to swiftly slap your rear. "You will address me as 'sir'."

Another, harder, smack had you whimpering, the stinging sensation reverberating through your core. "Yes, Sir," you breathed, fingers baring a white-knuckled grip on the couch cushions.

He teased your folds with his cock, his hand kneading your reddened flesh. "Good girl," he murmured, watching the mushroom head of his cock disappear between your puffy lips.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of teasing, he gripped his thick length and guided it to your slick entrance. You moaned as the tip slid into your cunt, your walls stretching deliciously around his girth.

"God, you're tight," he groaned, slowly easing himself deeper.

You gasped as he bottomed out, his hips flush against yours. The feeling of being so full, so stretched, was exquisite. You pushed back against him, wanting more.

With a deep groan, Fukuzawa began moving inside you, his thrusts slow and deep. He built a steady rhythm, his grip on your hips tightening as he pounded into you.

The sound of his skin slapping against yours was obscene, echoing in the quiet office. Pleasure coiled tighter within you, the tension ratcheting higher and higher with each thrust.

You could hear him grunting with exertion, the soft, guttural sounds of his pleasure driving you wild. The heat, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being fucked by the man who had consumed your every waking thought for months was almost too much to bear.

"Sir. Yukichi…fuck!" You gasped, your words dissolving into incoherence as his cock rubbed against that sweet spot deep inside you.

He grunted, his thrusts growing faster, more erratic. "Say my name again," he growled, his voice strained.

"Yukichi," you moaned, his name spilling from your lips like a prayer.

At the sound of his name, he groaned, his cock throbbing within you. He pounded into you harder, his fingers digging into your hips almost painfully.

You could feel yourself hurtling towards the edge, the wave of pleasure cresting inside you.

Just when you thought you couldn't take any more, his thumb found your clit, circling and rubbing the swollen nub.

That was all it took. You came with a wail, your walls clamping down on his thick cock. Your vision whited out as waves of ecstasy crashed over you, rippling through your entire body.

As you trembled through the aftershocks, Fukuzawa continued to fuck you, his pace erratic, his breathing ragged. He groaned as his cock pulsed within you, spilling his hot release.

He paused for a moment, his weight holding you down before he slowly pulled his hips back, letting his softening cock slip out of your cunt. He hissed softly as he watched his seed slowly seep out of you, unable to resist the urge to use his fingers to push it back where it belonged.

The room was filled with the sound of your labored breathing, the air heavy with the scent of cum and sweat.

You were spent, your body languid and boneless in the aftermath of your passionate encounter. Fukuzawa gathered you tenderly into his arms, cradling you against his chest as he settled onto the sofa. His touch was gentle, almost hesitant, as he held you close.

For a long moment, you simply sat there together, catching your breath, your racing hearts gradually slowing. The silence between you was comfortable, weighted with the significance of what had just transpired.

Eventually, Fukuzawa shifted, pressing a kiss to your temple before murmuring in your ear, "Come home with me."

You pulled back slightly to look at him, raising an eyebrow. "Are you sure that's wise?" you asked, a hint of playfulness in your voice despite the seriousness of the question.

Fukuzawa's mouth quirked up at the corner, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and determination. "Probably not," he admitted, his fingers tracing idle patterns on your bare shoulder. "But I find myself throwing wisdom to the wind where you're concerned."

You couldn't help but smile at that, a rush of affection and exhilaration coursing through you. This was uncharted territory, a leap into the unknown. But the thought of not taking that leap, of letting this chance slip through your fingers, was unthinkable.

"Well then," you said, your decision made, "lead the way."

Fukuzawa's grin widened, his hand tightening on your hip. "With pleasure."

[asvterias]

𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝟨: 𝖢𝖺𝗉𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖥𝗅𝖺𝗀

the cast // series masterlist

chap. 1 || chap. 2 || chap. 3 || chap. 4 || chap. 5 || chap. 6 || chap. 7 || chap. 8

‼️  DISCLAIMER FOR THIS CHAPTER  ‼️ 

Adrianna & Reader are 💯 bestie goals, Funny Sibling Antics from Reader and Percy, Typical Daily Foreshadowing, Protective!Reader, Reader is a simp for Clarisse (rightfully so), #MuscularGirlsCanGetIt, Percy & Reader have a sibling emotional moment, Dealing with Grief and Loss, Doubts of being unable to protect loved ones, Slight Mentions of Death, Slight Sludge of Angst, Kinda Flirty!Reader x Kinda Flustered!Clarisse

Italics Alone are Reader’s Thoughts

Bold Italics are Other Various Character’s POV

word count: 5.1k+

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CHAPTER 6, EPISODE TWO

The following day was Capture the Flag, a day everyone seemed to love, filled with unsparked competitiveness and victories to win.

“You’re gonna love this. Camp-wide mock warfare, all glory to the victors,” Luke informs the siblings. You and Adrianna walked ahead of Luke and Percy as you all passed many campers practicing for a weekly game of Capture the Flag.

Your friend, Adrianna spotted a young teen out in the midst of campers. The young girl was brown-skinned, wearing braids, appearing to be the same age as Percy.

Then, it all suddenly clicked together, she was the other girl during your first night here in the infirmary.

“Annabeth’s the head counselor of the Athena cabin. She’s led our team to three straight wins, it’s been a long time since anyone won the fourth,” Your best friend stated.

“So she’s strategically smart, huh?” You asked, now intrigued.

“Like you wouldn’t believe, but being an Athena kid means you’re just blessed with intelligence.”

“She was there in the bathroom,” Percy recalls.

“Wait, what? Why was she in the bathroom with you?”

“I don’t know, Y/N, but she said she’d been waiting for it to happen,”

“Waiting for you to screw up?!” You raised an eyebrow.

“Haha, Y/N,” Percy replied dryly,

Annabeth stares at the sibling duo in the distance, maintaining her attention on Percy, while she slightly smiles at you. Smiling sweetly in response, you waved at the girl, and she refocused her attention on the practicing campers before her.

“Annabeth sees the world differently, always six steps ahead of everyone else,” Luke explains to your brother as he turns to the familiar girl.

“Whose side are you on, anyway?” Percy questions.

“Oh, hers, always, she’s my little sister,”

You stared at Percy in confusion, looking down at your brown skin and glancing back up at Luke’s skin. “Ain’t y’all got different parents on the whole? Unless it’s a non-blood type of sibling bond.”

“The second option,” Adrianna nods to you.

“Maybe I should back up,” Once Luke observed the cluelessness on the blonde boy’s face.

“Very,” You crossed your arms.

Back at the dining pavilion, the four of you sat down, breakfast already finished as Luke tells his arrival backstory to this camp.

“Before camp, I was on the road, me and a forbidden kid I met along the way. Her name was Thalia.” He smiles in remembrance.

“What’s a forbidden kid?” You whispered to your blonde friend.

“Children of the big three, Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon,”

You nodded in understanding, returning your attention back to Luke.

“A long time ago, Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades agreed their children were becoming too powerful, so they made a pact not to father anymore. It held for a long time, until Zeus broke that pact…until Thalia.”

“Long story short, a forbidden kid attracts trouble, monsters everywhere, it’s just a constant battle to stay alive,”

“But…forbidden kids are being more hunted than regular?”

“Yeah,” Adrianna hums.

“One day, we found this little girl hiding in an alley, Annabeth. We were worried about taking her in, exposing her to all that danger. Then we saw her fight…” The Castellan boy says, holding a small smile but it quickly disappears as he continues, “Thalia didn’t make it, but Annabeth and me…we did. We’ve been family ever since.”

“She’s been watching me since I got here. Why?”

“Someone’s high and mighty of themselves today,” You snorted.

“I’m not.” Percy deadpanned, “Everywhere I go, I always manage to see her, even catching a simple glimpse.”

“Annabeth is the strongest warrior in camp. The only way left to prove herself is to go on a quest,”

“But what does this have to do with me? What makes me so special?”

“Who told you those lies?” You chirped up.

Percy rolls his eyes at you, ignoring your remark.

“Chiron’s been promising her for years. One day, two demigods would arrive who were fated to go on a quest that even Chiron couldn’t prevent, and when that happened she could join it.”

“Every new arrival, Annabeth watches, looking for a sign they’re the one. Usually, she gives up after a day or two, but she’s still watching you,” Luke concludes, “the both of you,” he clarified, now shifting his eyes to you.

“Can you ask her to knock it off?”

“She’s not…like mentally deranged right?” You hesitantly asked.

“What, Y/N?” Adrianna asked incredulously, “No, she’s not, just observant, that’s all,”

“She could be hiding her deranged mentality from all of us, and we wouldn’t even know it. I really hope you don’t underestimate what Annabeth is capable of, she’s pretty impressive,”

“How can you make that assumption?” The Castellan boy asked.

“I just have a thing, I suppose,”

“A thing?” Adrianna was skeptical of your plain explanation.

Luke finishes off, “You’re not serious, are you?”

“Deadly, I never joke about my intuition with people, that’s why I’m mostly right.”

“Please, Y/N, focus on what’s important here,” Percy said. “Anyways, what’s the deal with Annabeth, does she think I’m special?”

“Yeah sure,” Luke tilts his head, “But what if she’s right?”

“Imagine that, if we managed to be forbidden kids too, oh that’d be absolutely ironic,” You joke, sipping on the last of your orange juice.

“Maybe you are,” Your blonde friend nudges you with a slight smirk.

“Wait…what?” You panicked, choking slightly on your drink. “I was just joking, can’t you guys take a joke in this camp?”

“Just screwing with you, Y/N,” she laughs.

Oh, okay! That’s good!

A swift noise in the air interrupts your conversation as Chiron smiles fondly.

“Heroes,” Chiron announced, glancing down at his pocket watch, “It’s time. The game begins.”

For some reason, an exciting feeling ran through your veins as you prepared in the mandatory armor with Adrianna. The blonde girl had to literally hold you still, trying to contain your buzzing excitement as a smile adorned her face at your enthusiasm while she redressed you in armor for the game.

Heading to the main campgrounds alongside Adrianna as you talked on the journey there, reaching upon a river that disperses into a waterfall, each two teams standing on a riverside that separated them.

Chiron stood up, front and center as he read the game rules from an old scroll. “The first team to retrieve the opposing flag and return it across the river shall be the victor,”

You stared over at the red team, your opposing team. The very same team that Clarisse happened to be leading.

Admiring the way she walked down, dressed in battlefield armor made your heart skip multiple beats at a time as your eyes remained focused solely on her.

“Isn’t she so pretty?” You muttered dreamily to yourself. Adrianna’s ears perked up at your murmurs, causing a perplexed look on her face.

“Aren’t you losing your mind?” Percy murmured, judging Clarisse. “You sure you weren’t dropped on the head when we were younger?”

“What the fuck is she talking about?” Adrianna shakes her head, chuckling when she realizes who your reference was about, and her face instantly hardens.

“Clarisse, well at least I think,”

“Don’t even think about it, Y/N!” She grits her teeth.

You broke your attention away from Clarisse and turned to look at Adrianna.

“What?! I wasn’t even thinking of anything,”

“You’re not an airhead, Y/N, that’s your brother.”

“Oh, right,”

“Hey!” Percy took offense to that jab directed at him.

“Sorry not sorry, blondie boy!”

The young demigod boy rolled his eyes, shuffling closer to Luke.

“Anyways, back to us, you can’t be serious,”

“I’ll just distract her for some time, how hard can it be?”

“Very much so.”

“Wow, you have no faith in your best friend,”

“I do have faith in you, just not in your fighting skills…well lack thereof,”

“That’s a minor issue,”

“Minor issue?! Clarisse is the best fighter in camp, she’s the most ruthless kid of Ares here, you’d be foolish to go against her,”

“I don’t have to go against her, silly Adri,” you chuckled, “I just have to get under her, keep her occupied until we win. Easy-peasy.”

“That’s the most ridiculous plan I’ve ever heard in my life,” She closes her eyes, frustration settling on her face.

“Either way, I’m doing this with or without your support,” You quipped. “It’s a foolproof plan, really,”

“Fine,” she gave up, “Just be safe, okay! If you get hurt by her don’t say I didn’t warn you,”

“Safe is my middle name,”

“Reckless is your middle name!” She mutters under her breath.

“What was that, Adri?”

“I said reckless is your middle name so pay attention to the rules. End of discussion.”

You huff in annoyance at her demand, regardless continue to listen to Capture the Flag rules.

“As always, there will be no maiming and no killing. I trust these rules will be respected.”

Finally, Clarisse stops, settling down, right in the front, with an amazing view to politely observe her. God, you hoped you didn’t sound like a stalker when saying that.

“Any magical items you may possess are permitted as well.” You looked down at the regular pen in your hand, “Every camper who is not injured has to play.”

Luke noticed your uneasiness with your weapon, “It’s okay, let her rip,”

“Last time I ‘let her rip’ a Minotaur died by my hands,”

“I doubt you’re gonna kill a human,”

“You never know,”

“Oh, I’m certain.” He chuckles.

“Prisoners may be disarmed…but may not be bound or gagged.”

Bound or Gagged? Campers tried that before?! Are these campers into some kinky shit or something? Hold up, ain’t most of these kids under 15, nah that’s more concerning!

“I still don’t know what my job is, maybe a sword is useless to me.”

“Let the games begin,” Chiron finished. The boy beside him blows into the conch shell, initiating the start of the game, and earning a crowd yell from the red team, Clarisse included.

You were startled at the unexpected noise, “Oh hell nah, I’m not fighting them, I want everything on me to stay connected with me,” You began to unbuckle your breastplate, internally panicking at the mere thought of fighting the red team. You were definitely not losing a limb or more because of a mock game, you simply refused to! No doubt why the red team seemed so loud and ruthless, the entire Ares cabin was there, highly determined to gain glory from the losing teams.

“Leave your armor alone, Y/N,” Adrianna swatted your hand away from unbuckling your breastplate.

“Oh my god, we’re gonna die out there,” Percy groans in defeat.

“You got that right,”

The blue team stands at attention, hitting their sword against the ground and their shield, synchronizing a loud yell before divulging into their assigned locations.

Annabeth walked over to the four of you. “All right, we have 20 minutes before the second conch and game-on. You know what you’re doing?”

“Yes ma’am,” Luke smiles, motioning to leave with Adrianna.

“Hey.” Annabeth halts their movements. “Today feels like a winning kind of day to you?”

Luke contemplates answering her question, but ultimately decides to leave her in the dark, “I’ll see you on the other side.”

“Company! Move out!” Adrianna yells, instructing the other team members, pointing straight ahead with her sword.

“Kleos!” They yelled and started to jog away.

Looking at Adrianna, sending a smile your way, you returned the kind gesture, ready to follow her but a familiar voice stopped you and Percy.

“Not you sunshine, you’re with me,” Annabeth confirms, getting a move on, “You too sunshine protector,”

Sharing a confused look with your younger brother, you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly, starting to follow after the Athena girl.

Looks like Annabeth had a pretty convincing plan, supposedly having a major plan involving the two Jackson-Matthews siblings.

Oh, this was definitely gonna be a fun adventure!

Throughout the trail of the walk, Annabeth was quiet and kept up her pace, continually peering at the Jackson-Matthews siblings.

All of a sudden, Percy stumbled on a fallen tree branch, causing him to trip and fall to the ground. You stifled a laugh, stretching out a hand to help him up, and he accepted it, standing on his two feet again.

Annabeth stops, facing the two siblings with a neutral expression.

“I’m fine, thanks. But I appreciate you, you know, standing there silently,”

The young girl raises an eyebrow, turning around and continuing her walk, picking up the pace even faster. You had already caught up to her and Percy speed walks towards the two girls, getting closer.

“Listen, I– I get it, okay. You’re better at this than me, but I need this to go well today,” Percy starts, “I can’t really get into it, but I need my father to see it go well,”

“Do we really need his attention? He’s been a shit dad so far, he’s not going to change just because we asked him to,”

“Anyways…” Your brother dismisses your comment, “So, if you’re gonna expect me to know how to do something I don’t know how to do and I end up falling flat on my face, I can’t really have that right now…”

Once again, Annabeth stops walking, facing Percy, staring at the boy, her eyes drifting to his armor. She leans in, firmly buckling the breastplate for his safety as Percy keeps his eyes trained on her actions.

Yeah, you definitely see something going on between these two. Because your brother’s a dumbass, they’re probably gonna be a slowburn too. Only could be your brother’s obliviousness to get himself in this predicament.

“You still didn’t get where you two fit into all this, do you?” She questioned, looking at the two siblings.

“I may have a theory, but I could be wrong,”

“Let’s hear it, then.”

“Umm okay,” you cleared your throat, “Maybe me and my brother are more powerful than necessary, which could benefit you in a way.” You snorted, “Or maybe, we’re forbidden demigods, that monsters desperately seek to kill,”

“You know, you should listen to your sister more often, she’s smarter than you realize.”

“Hey, thanks,” you grinned before recognizing the deeper meaning behind her words, “Was that a compliment or insult?”

“A compliment,”

A second conch shell blows, echoing around the forest, catching the trio’s attention.

“Game on,” She smirks, putting a cap over her head, instantly shielding and making herself invisible.

You gasped in bewilderment at the sudden action, not believing your own eyes.

“Wait, what?”

Annabeth appears again, removing the cap from her head, and smiling down at the item, “Gift from my mom. Don’t worry you two will do great.”

“Do great? Do what great?” Percy persistently asked.

Of course, to keep your brother guessing, she placed her cap on, becoming invisible again, and walked off. The deft footsteps signified her departure, only further increasing your boredom with this game overall.

“Well, I quit,” you started unbuckling your breastplate.

Sitting on a big rock on top of a hill, the armory discarded across the dirty ground as you talked with Percy. Capture The Flag was long forgotten in your minds as you both quit mid-game.

“I can’t believe everything that happened in the last few days. This was all so crazy.”

“Should we talk about it?” Percy was hesitant. You stared at him in question but instantly knew by the spark in his eye where this conversation was heading.

You knew this talk was coming. You just didn’t expect it to be this soon. Something in you was telling you to avoid this conversation, but you had to manage through this, at least for Percy’s sake.

“What do you mean?”

“About our moms, Y/N.” He deeply sighs.

“Don’t, Percy…” you quickly dismiss him, closing your eyes momentarily, “I can’t talk about it, not right now.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N…” He breathes out.

“Can everyone please stop saying sorry, it doesn’t lessen the pain anymore. Saying sorry is just a go-to card expressing sympathy and sometimes not actually mean it. But not you, or Sally or Grover should feel obliged to say it, you were there, experienced it too. You deserve to mourn too, she is— was your mom too. If anything I should be asking you, how are you dealing with our parents’ losses?”

“Wait, are we talking about your mom or my mom?” His cluelessness brought a small smile to your face.

“Both, dummy.”

You pulled him into a hug, gripping onto his shirt, anything to ease the heavy burden in your heart. You wanted to feel safe and Percy wanted to be safe.

“Promise me something…” You start, the tears already forming in your eyes.

“Yeah, anything, sis,” he mumbles into your shirt.

“Promise me you won’t do any stupid shit to get you killed.”

“Y/N…”

“Promise me! I can’t afford to lose another family member, you’re my baby brother, I’m supposed to protect you from dangers, and can’t bear to lose you too as well.”

He didn’t want nor need a protector, in fact, he was sick of people trying to protect him. At this point, he was scared of people protecting him, all because they’d end up in danger. Or even worse, risk their lives and unfortunately take their last breath at Percy’s expense. All he needed right now was you. He didn’t want a protector but he needed his older sister, the last person of family in his life.

He just wanted his sister to be with him. Only his sister, not another demigod, just his older sister.

Percy noticed the urgency and desperation plastered on your face and nodded against you. “I promise.”

“Thank you,”

However, your sibling moment was short-lived when Percy glimpses at Clarisse walking up the hill, alongside two other Ares kids. You stood up, at their sudden presence, steadily shielding Percy away from them.

“The flag’s that way, it’s not here.” You gulped at the trio as Clarisse discarded her helmet.

“We know...” her voice was sultry, indulging more than she should have let on.

Her intense stare lingered on you as you gulped down the slight fear….and possibly something else, leaning towards fluster.

Clarisse shifted her eyes onto Percy, nothing but malicious intent in her eyes.

“Yeah glory’s fine, but revenge is more fine,” She states and slams her spear against the ground, watching it flicker on, an electric spear, her eyes sparkled in admiration.

That was kinda…no definitely hot!

“What did you do, Percy?” you glared at your brother.

He stares at you in bewilderment, “What did I do? There was a toilet, and Clarisse and her sisters were preparing to shove my head into the toilet, and the next thing I knew the water exploded at them. Which also broke the nearby bathroom stalls by the way. If anything, this is all her fault.”

“What? How does this—“

Clarisse interrupted, “It’s not about what he did or how he did it. This is about whether you two can fight to save your own asses.”

Percy’s eyes widened as he turned back at Clarisse.

“It was just a harmless thing, I- I didn’t even know I could do that.” Percy was quick to defend himself.

“And a few days ago, you didn’t know you were Poseidon’s latest mystery son.” The Ares girl rebuts back, clearly dismissing his reasoning, “Some things tend to change overnight, your powers being one of them.”

“Hold up, you mean to tell me that you’re getting revenge on my brother because he humiliated you? You threatened to shove his head into a toilet, insisting that he lied about killing the minotaur and now you’re furious that he defended himself.” you stared at her in astonishment, “Oh, that’s really sad and pathetic.”

The Ares girl huffs impatiently and blatantly ignores your whole statement, precisely focusing on her insight into the situation.

“No maiming it’s like the one rule, right?” Percy stumbles to grab his armor, and hurriedly puts it on.

“Yeah, I guess I’ll lose dessert privileges for a while.” She seems as if she is reconsidering her consequences, “I’ll live.” she concludes with a neutral expression. “Besides everyone at this camp truly knows you killed the Minotaur single-handedly, don’t let your brother get all the credit.”

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

“You two take the punk,” Clarisse commands her two sisters, looking at Percy. Her head cranes to you with a mysterious grin as you hold strong eye contact, “The pretty girl is all mine.”

“What are you going to do?”

“You’ll see..” Clarisse darkly chuckles.

“Oh this is just great.” you shrug your shoulders, “We’re not even here for a week yet we have bullies on our asses.”

“Don’t get me confused, pretty girl, I’m not a bully. I just like to set people straight, especially the newbies, so no hard feelings right?”

“No hard feelings,” you agree, scoffing. What exactly was this girl’s thought process?

“I know you’d understand…” Sending you a half-lipped smile, “There was always something about you that I always liked.”

Right now, you have two instinctive choices, which are flight or fight. Long story short, you chose the easier way, relying on your adrenaline to save you this one time. Without much thought, you chose flight and god, you only hoped it would be your rescue.

Slowly backing away from the trio of girls stalked closer to you, shielding your brother away from the teenage girls.

“Percy,” you whisper to him, attention on the three girls unwavering in the slightest, “Get ready to run.”

“What?” He breathlessly exclaimed.

You quickly grab his arm, turn on your heel, and immediately run away in the other direction. Aiming towards the woods, the two siblings sprinted off, hoping to lose the Ares trio of trouble. In the midst of many trees and bushes, the wilderness provided you with endless possibilities but very few solutions.

How the hell are you going to get out of this mess now? You hardly know anything about this camp, much less about the vicinity of those woods. The bottom line is that you’re so fucked.

“I always loved a good hide and seek,” She speaks to herself, a playful smirk resting on her face. Oh, Clarisse was loving you already, feisty and frightful, a wicked combination. A combination that Clarisse certainly loved to cherish…or demolish, depending on the other person. But you were different, you were the first to stand up to her; you were her challenge and she was determined to put you in your place.

“Stop,” she puts a handout, halting her sisters’ movements, “We’ll give them a head start, they’ll probably need it.”

At her statement, her younger sisters chuckle in agreement, urging their boastful ego. A few seconds passed, and Clarisse’s patience was running very thin.

After a while of running away from the trio of girls, you lost Percy during it and groaned in annoyance upon realization.

You became exhausted from running, and the next best thing was to hide and pray that Clarisse wouldn’t find you or just give up and leave.

Her pride and unnatural stability wouldn’t allow you to escape from her clutches so easily. Oh, who are you kidding? Clarisse was the daughter of Ares, a literal war god who possibly killed for fun. If she was anything like her father, she possibly is, then she’d be extremely persistent and dedicated to ending this childish game, and declaring her victory. She seemed entitled to her glory, the ultimate root of her reputation at this camp.

Tired and out of breath, the adrenaline is still pumping in your blood as your eyes frantically dart everywhere for a decent hiding space. Using your last amount of energy, you stumbled towards a huge green bush and stayed in a crouched position without any movement. Just a slight movement might get your cover blown and you didn’t want that.

Soon enough, she makes her presence known and your heart sped up at the sound of her voice.

“You can run but you can’t hide forever, pretty girl.” Clarisse taunted you, light on her footsteps and she surveyed her surroundings. “I’m gonna find you eventually, so don’t make this harder for yourself and just come out.”

Her chuckle was not so much terrifying as it was hot. You rolled your eyes, internally panicking as her voice grew closer.

Truth be told, you thought of a plan. Now was the plan a brilliant or well-thought-out plan, no, it certainly was not, you weren’t secretly Athena’s daughter. Guess it has to be one of those; figuring it out along the way type of plan.

Spotting the curly-haired girl, her back was turned to you and her stealthy movements made you nervous. Would it really be that easy for you? No, but you decided to deceive the possibilities and just seized the moment in its unawareness.

Without any second thoughts, adrenaline pumped through your veins as you sprinted towards her, not stopping until you tackled her, possibly knocking the breath out of her. You both landed on the ground with a hard thud, the dirt smearing onto your clothes and you staggered to get back up.

As Clarisse is still recovering from the strong hit, you took the opportunity to straddle her, taking her by surprise as you kept her trapped underneath you. Her spear landed a few feet away from both of you, making immediate eye contact, seemingly knowing the other’s movement, as you both scurried to retrieve the spear, you beat her to it.

The spear felt weird in your hand and you analyzed the supposed weapon.

“Be careful with that,” Clarisse demands with a sharp tone.

“Relax, I’m not gonna break it or anything,” You reassured her. Catching her by surprise, you aimed the spear at her neck, pressing the cold metal there.

“Leave me and my brother alone, that’s all I ask.” you breathed heavily, inching the spear closer to her neck. The girl below you barely flinched, staring into your eyes, and lifted her neck upward, as if she was challenging you to puncture her neck.

Were Ares’ kids really this fearless? Never revealing their vulnerability, even when getting injured, they remained so cold and brutal to others. You understood why no other campers truly messed with Ares’ children, they were all so terrifying in a way. You assumed they were all psychotic, and you were beginning to believe it, maybe Clarisse’s psychotic tendencies made you attracted to her.

“Is that all you got, pretty girl?” she whispers hoarsely, gazing into your eyes, “It’s gonna take more than that to convince me.”

She had that menacing look, a dangerous fire dancing around in her eyes. Her thick eyelashes flutter at you almost innocently as her eyes pierce at yours.

You lean closer to her face, merely inches from your lips touching, discarding her spear away, hearing the metal clink against the forest floor. Clarisse felt flustered, her eyes widened as the unfamiliar butterflies swarmed around immensely in her stomach.

She began to internally panic at the new position and you were aware, reveling in some joy. For a girl who was convinced of being ruthless and cold by others, your presence made her timid, and vulnerable….an unusual feeling for her. Of course, Clarisse was overwhelmed with her emotions, something she was taught to control by her father, and she stared at you, dark-chocolate eyes twinkled, not filled with malicious intent, but rather an observant curiosity.

It came as a surprise to Clarisse, being left speechless, unable to make a snarky remark on the spot. Usually, she was the one with the last word, yet, her thoughts were all hazy by the image of you, everything regarding you. It was all about you, you, you. As always, Clarisse’s mind was consumed by other priorities such as finding ways to impress her father or practicing her fighting skills to remain the most victorious Ares kid at this camp. For once, Clarisse wasn’t upset by this revelation but more confused…or was it frustration?! Clarisse was clueless and it scared her, unaware of how to handle this situation but with your lingering gaze and gentle touches, you made it impossible for her.

So much for her being a bully. You found her reaction to this entire interaction quite entertaining, inclined to provoke her even further.

You made Clarisse La Rue blush. You made her nervous. You made her feel vulnerable, and you loved every ounce of it, you practically relished the exciting feeling.

Still, you decided to tease her further, just to see how much she’d allow herself to take.

“Would a kiss suffice?” you meekly ask, refusing to come onto her too strong. Yes, you had the upper hand but you still had morals and respect, it’s common decency. Some people really ought to learn that.

By now her eyes were as wide as saucers and her eyebrows furrowed in shock.

“W-what?”

“You heard me, La Rue,” you chuckled, settling some distance between you two. The Ares girl hated how she missed your proximity, your scent enticed her in ways beyond her imagination.

You got her, right where you wanted so now all there was to keep her there for the time being. Just like you said, a foolproof plan…as long as Clarisse doesn’t catch on. Going off purely based upon the hope that Clarisse is too enamored with you to realize the distraction from her hurting your brother.

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Lenormand PAC: Messages From the Eclipsed Sun 🔆🌑😎

Sup y'all. Welcome to my lil end-of-March reading! Thank you for voting in the polls for April's next PAC topic for the 1 year special, which will be coming up next. Also thank you very, very much once again for participating in my 2nd tarot game! I'm still answering feedback and I'm glad so many of you enjoyed it as I did. I'm looking forward to the next game in summer (possibly a Midsummer game? 🧚‍♀️🐈🎶☀)

I was shuffling my Alchemy Elements deck and noticed that three random cards I pulled out were from the Sun suit (the four suits in this oracle are Moon, Sun, Star, and Earth). I had no topic in mind, so I allowed different mystery messages to come through. These light messages will be relevant to you as you pass through the new moon solar eclipse and all through the next lunar month.

Pick which one of the three sun cards resonates with you:

Flower 💐 Animal 🐎 River 🌊

Pile 1. Flower 💐

Gratitude, Bird of Paradise, Knowledge; Mountain, Astral Travel, Tower, Promise, Garden

The world outside is calling you, pile 1. You can't smell the roses blooming if you keep containing yourself under the roof. The beautiful days want you to explore and wander like a child discovering nature for the first time. Perhaps there are flowers you've never seen up close, maybe it's been a while since nature gave you new things to learn and marvel. Botanical gardens are filled with surprises, as are concrete cracks in the city.

Your hands seem too easily tied up in the working world, fulfilling task after task as if every day was meant to be the same. I see a person staring outside their cubicle, wondering when they'll find the time to make it to the park. Wondering when they'll be able to go to that fair, or practice surf lessons. Wondering, hoping, dreaming of the day when the walls can come down, and there will be no separation between daily life and the life filled with endless creative possibilities, waiting to be picked and weaved into crowns.

The path is neither just up ahead, nor light years away; it's right in front of you now. Accept the moment you find yourself in, even if it's impossible, because the surprises you are looking for are already surrounding you. It may feel like you have to climb far to see any hope of change, but you're asked to find stillness and beauty hidden within the climb. Even if you're not wandering through a field of wildflowers yet, there may be chance blossoms within your reach. Be thankful for the present peace you find. Ivy wraps around ivory walls; nature will find a way to you.

Wherever you intend to go, you may need to leave behind the opinions of others that don't help or encourage you. Let them have their perspectives, for they have their own paths to walk. You have yours waiting just outside the door. The light outside may overwhelm you, but it beckons you to appreciate what it has in store for you. So much more awaits you. But what you have today is just as beautiful.

Pile 2. Animal 🐎

Balance, Lenten Rose, Insight; Letter, Mirage, Heart, Bouquet, Moon

I hope the sun brings you brighter days, pile 2. There are friends (including animal friends!) who want to bask under the warm luminous skies with you. This time encourage us to stretch our arms out, walk with an extra skip, and enjoy what tomorrow has in store. However, there is anxiety keeping you held in, preventing you from racing ahead. You are being called to expand, move your body, and find ways to embrace joyful freedom more.

Before email and mail trucks were a thing, we had pony mail, which could take weeks to arrive to your mailbox. The information you're receiving doesn't match up to the reality you're soon living in. By the time you're reading the newspaper you have, another one will be on its way, contradicting the one in your hands. Reading over and over can help us feel ready to take on the world, but does it? Or is it keeping you in a loop of confirming news that confirms the news that conforms to the news you're expecting?

Newsflash: the most important place, the space that occurs before it's recorded in the papers, is the place your attention should focus on. If you can meet up with your friends in person, try hanging out with them outside of chatting online. Allow yourself to experience life alongside someone, to feel the wind in your hair as they drive; if you have a pet, spend an afternoon with them on a long walk. A friendly person who can help you desires connection.

Life is a mix of bright and sunny days, mixed with cloudy and rainy days. There are days to be serious and days to be goofy. There are times to stay at home online and times to go out with others. There are moments to feel sadness and worry, and moments of humor and happiness. Take it easy on yourself, pile 2, and whatever topic has you fixated on it, allow yourself the chance to step outside, walk away, and feel the light of the sun and moon on your face.

Pile 3. River 🌊

Desire, Cyclamen, Reminiscence; Tree, Protection, Animus, Star, Crossroads

It's okay to not know everything about your path ahead, pile 3. You may be figuring things out as you go along, without any set marker. You're being reminded that whatever path you take, things will turn out okay. Many twists and turns can make a long river, but you will be prepared. It's safe to keep moving in the flow with the currents. When the rolling waves seem slow and steady, it's best to ride along with it, for you have more time than you think to row through.

At times you may desire to keep your boat docked, unable to leave the shore and its many amenities. You may look back on what you used to love (or perhaps found addicting) and wish it were easier to wave it away. Don't be afraid to take souvenirs with you, to remind you of the good times you had. It'll make the transition smoother for when it's time to depart to your next destination. Big changes often require carrying things lightly.

Your north star is shining its beacon out to you. To find it, you must make it; to make it, you must find it. You must set your course by getting clear on where you most want to go. No one else can make this choice for you, for it's your unique trip. The map is with you, provided to you by years of experience and growth. There may be many different distractions, and it's okay to stop to them first just to explore instead of making it to the end goal right away. It's all part of your grand adventure, and the many secrets and surprises make it all the more exciting..

When there's a wish, there's a way. You have the drive within you to set sail towards your greatest yearning in life. Even if it doesn't seem it, you are able to channel the bravery and passion from within. When the skies are dark and you cannot navigate with the stars, you can look to the light beaming out from your soul to find your own way.

This reading has not been evaluated by the FDA to diagnose, prevent, treat, or cure any disease or infection. Please ask your physician before going online.

2024, @VitaminseeTarot ™

[theviceadmiralswife]

Taking care of Kizaru after Egghead Island

Salute recruits and soldiers to this warm Wensdday ⚓️🌊⚓️🌊⚓️🌊⚓️🌊⚓️🌊

Right I did my little rant yesterday so this post is all about saving our most pervy and adorable admiral Kizaru from the darkness that's breaking his heart. I want you 🫵 dear reader safe Kizaru from major depression and show him some much needed love. Sorry, this is a looong post.

Taking care of Kizaru after Egghead

• pick him up from his battleship, go straight to him, take his hand, and pull him along. It makes him crack a tiny smug smirk seeing you take so brazenly in charge

•pull him home , where you got everything prepared and ready to spoil the yellow admiral for an entire unforgettable weekend with all the things he loves and desires

•if he asks you what your up to ignore him , you know he doesn't like being ignored, just don't push that button too hard. Give him an occasional smile or blow him a kiss, it's worth keeping him in suspense a little bit, it makes the impact of your surprise at home much more significant to him.

• spa treatment at home. An all inclusive tailored hot bath and spa massage and pampering. Kizaru will love it when you dress in a sexy short kimono, and undress him admiring his exquisite physic. He's even more thrilled when you give him a guasha face massage or suck on his toes. This admiral will melt at your level of dedication to pampering his tired body

• a bottle of extravagant wine, after such a thorough spa treatment having a moment of silence and snuggles on the sofa and a glass of red wine 🍷 is another piece of heaven to Kizaru especially with your small body in his lap, curled up under a fluffy duvet, with candles spread out across the room and the fireplace going, you are sure to win another piece of this man's heart. Kizaru chuckles mischievously at you getting tipsy of the red wine it makes you too adorable to him.

* play his teasing game. Big plus if you play right into his hands with him teasing you, if it's his flirty words or if Kizaru nibbles innocently on your neck... just to bury his finger in your wet pussy.. followed by his trademark ~oooh~, and few lewd whispers like he has just discovered what a pussy is...fingering you fast ...or maybe one finger or 3 in your cunt... go along with it..let Kizaru tease you and be reactive as possible he loves that.

• cook a romantic dinner for him, present him with a selection of his favourite... Miso soup, as side dish a healthy apple fennel salad with ginger, while you tell him its your job to make sure he gets his daily 5. And a homemade banana ice cream with a hot chocolate sauce as dessert will have Kizaru drool at you, as much as he is drooling at the food with lust.

•while you two dine show off after a while your naughty side. Use your foot to rub his crotch under the table to arouse him. Wink at him, wiggle your shoulders at Kizaru showing your décolleté a bit. This is sure to guarantee Kizaru having a rock hard boner, it riles up his excitement and he hardly can wait until after eating he gets his fingers to grope you all over

• lure him to the bedroom with your body swaying and dancing and as soon as he sits at the edge of the bed perform a little striptease and lap dance. Bet you Kizaru sits there moaning "~ooh~ " cause he is so smitten with what you do for him. Have a luxurious smelling body oil ready and some other props such as a whip, smack your booty ,let Kizaru stare how you oil up your body and caress your sensitive spots. Let him in on that action, but fair warning if you bump your ass against him Kizaru will ram his cock in that tight butt hole of yours.

• oh while your lap dancing , grinding against his body and oil it up give Kizaru a full body massage with any part of your body, Kizaru especially loves your butt cheeks in his face..or your boobs squashing against his shoulders and don't forget to use your skilled hands to service your admirals throbbing cock

• tell Kizaru you have ditched your contraception place his hands on your womb and let him know your fertile and about to make him the happiest of daddy's, in every way...he loves it so much his smug lewd grin grows from ear to ear and he giggles like the kinky player he is, but he genuinely loves that idea of being a dad

• submit to Kizaru fully, Egghead Island was frustrating to him so he is inclined to take his anger out on you, an angry deep throat fuck will take the edge off for him, your gagging sounds an tears will quench his frustration off what happened on Egghead

• after taking off the edge Kizaru will return to his slow paced, teasing style of sex. For now! So best is to be ahead of him and surprise Kizaru with a basket of brand-new sextoys and the kamasutra book and a dice to play games. Trust me he will make sure to try every position with you that weekend , he be your loyal husband making love to you sweet as honey, your fiery passionate lover having sex with you to reach new heights and your master domineering you and to fuck you unapologetically.

• unwanted interruption... because Sakazuki wants a report he will call Kizaru on his transponder snail, and Kizaru aloof as he can be takes the while he fucks your dripping cunt and...he ain't stopping. Best course of action is to take that transponder snail and let Sakazuki hear how Kizaru currently ravishes your pussy, making loud squelchy noises and Kizaru coos in the background. Tell Sakazuki between moans , panting and your screams for Kizarus cock, that Sakazuki has to wait till Monday For his report or joins them for a threesome before chucking that transponder snail out of the open window, Kizaru will smack your ass for such sassy attitude and probably insert another toy into your second hole.( Kizaru leaves the window open on purpose so everyone in Marineford hears how he fucks you senseless)

[knyswapau]

🩷~KNY SWAP AU INFO PAGE~💚

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“Huff huff… This is taking forever! How does Tanjiro do this so fast?” Nezuo thinks to herself, leaving trails of her footprints in the snow. The wind blows through the woods, her hair threatening to come undone from the next tug. She fiddles with the strap so the basket won’t fall off, continuing to think about how much of a pain this journey is. She starts to feel pity on her older brother who walks up this hill almost every day to sell coal. “Wow Tanjiro… The patience you have is insane..”

It’s been a day since she went off down to the village to sell coal. She planned to be home by midnight but thanks to her dear neighbor, Enmu had let her rest and stay the night. Still eternally grateful for what he’s done, she mentally thanks him once again continuing up the mountain. She looks back up, out of breath like she’s ready to collapse and she notices the roof of her house just some trees away.

Finally, she reaches her stop.

Nezuko practically runs the rest of the way up to her home, smiling happily. Finally, she can rest again, finally she can talk to her family, finally she can hug them all in a tight hug, finally she can check up on their well being, finally she can do her old tasks.

She freezes, staring at the open door. It’d be fine to leave the door open, they tend to leave it open all the time it’s just… Why was it so quiet? It was… Too quiet.

“Takeo? Hanako? Tanjiro? Shigeru? Rokuta? Mom…?” Nezuko called out for their names, wandering around the outside of their house thinking all of this was just a silly game. “Perhaps they're still asleep? But Takeo doesn’t sleep late… Maybe they were worried about me? Haha, how cute!” the girl chuckles at the thought, they’ve all had those moments worrying night about each other- especially their big brother Tanjiro. 

I mean, nothing bad can go wrong right?

She goes back to the door, still open letting the cold air in. Nezuko felt uneasy, her mind kept screaming at her to run and not look back. Like what was inside her beloved house was now a nightmare. However, Nezuko doesn’t step back. She pushes her doubtful feelings away- there could be nothing awful in the house and if she's the big sister, she’ll take care of it! 

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“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”

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Hello! My OOC account is @kanaokanzaki-op but my main blog is @official-butterfly-sisters (don’t ask). This is a blog related to the well known KNY Swap AUs, but I’ve decided to do my own. Other than that, I want to thank you for taking time to read all this! I’ll try to update daily with some wips, headcanons and other things per request- I take a lot of those, don't be shy!

My only rules are no sexual content, hate or anything not related to the AU. I have my OOC account for a reason! I love getting to know people and I hope you guys like this AU! I am not good at promoting aha…

You can ask questions, give dares and much more, I’ll even hold events for such! Genuinely just wanna have fun with this AU and I hope you guys end up enjoying it! Thank you for your time!!

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Character Masterlist:

Kamaboko Squad:

🩷🩸Nezuko Kamado🩷🩸 ☀️💚Tanjiro Kamado☀️💚 🌸💜Kanao Tsuyuri🌸💜 🫐💙Aoi Kanzaki🫐💙 ⚡💛Zenitsu Agatsuma⚡💛 💙🪨Inosuke Hashibira💙🪨 🍉💜Genya Shinazugawa🍉💜

Upper Hashira:

🌑👁Michikatsu Tsugikuni🌑👁 ❄🪭Douma❄🪭 👊🩵Hakuji Soyama👊🩵 🪕👁‍🗨Nakime🪕👁‍🗨 💔😭Hantengu💔😭 🌊🐟Gyokko🌊🐟 ⚡💙Kaigaku⚡💙 💚🪓Gyutaro Shabana💚🪓 🥰🩷Ume Shabana🥰🩷

9 Moons:

🪨🪵Gyomei Himejima🪨🪵 🍃💚Sanemi Shinazugawa🍃💚 🌊❤Giyuu Tomioka🌊❤ 🧡🔥Kyojuro Rengoku🧡🔥 🖤🩵Muichiro/Yuichiro🤍🩵 🎶🩶Tengen Uzui🎶🩶 🤍🐍Obanai Iguro🤍🐍 🍡🩷Mitsuri Kanroji🍡🩷 🦋💜Shinobu Kocho🦋💜

Extra:

🌊👺Sakonji Urokodaki🌊👺 🪻👁Kagaya Ubuyashiki🪻👁 💜🪻Amane Ubuyashiki💜🪻 🪻🖤Kiriya Ubuyashiki🪻🖤 🩸❤Muzan Kibutsuji🩸❤ 💉💜 Lady Tamayo 💉💜 📜🩵 Yushiro 📜🩵 💕💤 Enmu 💕💤 🕸🤍 Rui 🕸🤍 ❤🌊Sabito❤🌊 🌸🌊Makomo🌸🌊 🦋💕Butterfly Triplets🦋💕 💧🩶Murata💧🩶 🦋🩷Kanae Kocho🦋🩷 🌸🩵Koyuki🌸🩵 ⚡🪨Jigoro Kuwajima⚡🪨

[More to be added]

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[winterandwords]

✍🏻 WRITEBLR INTRO

👋🏻 Hi, I’m Winter. I write dark, emotionally intense, queer fiction with characters to go feral over, inspired by city streets and stormy seas, scars and synchronicity, synesthesia and l’appel du vide.

💬 I'm writing-related ask and tag game friendly and I love reblogging your WIP snippets.

📚 You can read my stories online for free at 🔗winterandwords.com. It's the only place they're available. More information about each book can be found further down this post.

📱 I'm winterandwords on 🔗Bluesky for writing stuff and 🔗TikTok for daily life stuff.

☕ If you enjoy my writing and would like to offer support, you can do that via 🔗Ko-fi. I share my stories for free with the option to donate if you can afford to, so your contributions are super appreciated!

🌈 It always makes happy to encounter queer characters whose identity and narrative aren’t limited to or by their queerness, so I’m writing the characters I want to see in the stories I want to read.

📝 I write for an adult audience, but my stories don’t include explicit sexual content because it’s not my vibe (not a genital in sight here, folks). That said, if you’re uncomfortable with fiction that's frequently dark, sometimes spicy, and often chemically enhanced, I might not be the ideal writer for you to follow. Not everything is for everyone and that’s OK.

🛑 I would prefer minors didn't follow me. I don't follow minors, at least not intentionally. Sometimes it's not obvious and I'm not the age-in-bio police. In the kindest possible way, if you're under eighteen, my writing is not for you and I'd rather engage with other adults only.

💜 My reblogs tend to be writing-related, with a few exceptions. My likes are (mostly) non-writing-related things I get a kick out of, or personal posts that I want to acknowledge but that don’t feel appropriate to reblog.

💌 If, for some reason, you need to contact me outside of the hellsite, you can do that at winterandwords[at]gmail[dot]com

🌊 NOVEMBER BREAKS (complete)

BASICS Genre: Transgressive, literary Audience: Adult Length: Approx 52k words Working title: Project Storm Tags: #november breaks and #project storm More: Story summary

💻 To read online for free, please visit winterandwords.com

VIBE Crime, weather symbolism and questionable life choices. Hurt me, I need to feel alive. Violence is a drug. Also, drugs are drugs. This is a love story like crude oil is a tea. #ThatShouldNotBeHot. Nothing’s real anyway.

INTRO No conscience, no problem. Noah kills for money. Brett hides a life of crime behind a successful career. Officially, they both protect people from people like themselves. Unofficially, everything is falling apart. Until they meet. And it all gets worse.

🗡️ BRIDGE FROM ASHES (complete)

BASICS Genre: Cyberpunk, neon-noir Audience: Adult Length: Approx 70k words Working title: Project Frequency Tags: #bridge from ashes and #project frequency More: Story summary

💻 To read online for free, please visit winterandwords.com

VIBE High-rise buildings and low-life scum. Everything hurts, but not enough to feel good. Yes, that’s a gun in my pocket and no, I’m not pleased to see you. If mind control is real, why do I still have to make decisions?

INTRO Too useful for prison and too dangerous for freedom, underworld assassin Rafael Turner is sentenced to serve in a secretive military agency. When a mission to infiltrate a criminal operation drags his past to the surface and someone he thought he’d lost forever unexpectedly returns, how much is Rafe willing to risk to settle old scores and have a chance at a future he’d given up hoping for?

💀 SPIN CYLINDER (currently posting twice-weekly chapters)

BASICS Genre: Transgressive, literary Audience: Adult Tags: #spin cylinder More: Story summary and tag list

💻 To read online for free, please visit winterandwords.com

Spin Cylinder is the sequel to November Breaks, which can be read here.

POSTING SCHEDULE Spin Cylinder chapters are posting on winterandwords.com twice-weekly on Sundays and Thursdays from 1st September - 19th December 2024.

VIBE Slice of life, but life is drugs and crime. They deserve each other (derogatory). Violence as a substitute for therapy. Very elegantly wasted. My favourite mistake, my weapon of choice, and the parts of ourselves that we can’t leave behind.

INTRO Bound by desire and destruction. Contract killer Noah and white-collar criminal Brett retire from successful but stressful careers to build a home together on a foundation of obsession, shared secrets, and murder. But when they start to feel restless and the downward spiral beckons them deeper, how far will they go to find their way back to themselves?

🔫 NAME FROM NOWHERE (WIP)

BASICS Genre: Cyberpunk, neon-noir Audience: Adult Working title: Project Aria Tags: #name from nowhere and #project aria More: WIP summary

Name From Nowhere is the sequel to Bridge From Ashes.

VIBE Found crime family. Memory is a curse, but it’s also a weapon. What doesn’t kill you makes you deadly. No identity, still a crisis. Life may be more than survival, but survival is a good place to start. Because fuck you, that’s why.

INTRO Imprisoned for a crime or five that she definitely committed, Aria made it through her sentence remembering more than she was supposed to but not enough to make sense. An illicit trade syndicate gives her a fresh start and the acceptance she won’t admit she craves, but her blood family’s betrayal is seared into her mind and revenge is only ever an opportunity away.

📇 TAG INDEX

#the shit in my head | rants, rambles and writer life

#november breaks and #project storm | WIP excerpts, updates etc for November Breaks (working title Project Storm), the prequel to Spin Cylinder

#spin cylinder | WIP excerpts, updates etc for Spin Cylinder, the sequel to November Breaks

#bridge from ashes and #project frequency | WIP excerpts, updates etc for Bridge From Ashes (working title Project Frequency), set in the same world as Name From Nowhere

#name from nowhere and #project aria | WIP excerpts, updates etc for Name From Nowhere (working title Project Aria), set in the same world as Bridge From Ashes

#my writing | snippets and other wordstuff

#your writing | other people’s words

#writeblr tags | tag games and memes

#answered asks | replies to your questions and messages

#writeblr connect | boosting writeblrs for the community

#reblogs | what it says on the tin

#reblogs plus | reblogs with my additions

#tumblr meta | hellsite stuff'n'things

#calmwrimo | info, updates and reblogs for CalmWriMo, a chilled-out November writing and self-care experience

📸 IMAGE CREDITS

Profile picture My own

Header and background Original photo by Yaroslav Shuraev on Pexels, edited under license

November Breaks My own

Bridge From Ashes Original photo by Drew Dizzy Graham on Unsplash, edited under license

Spin Cylinder Original photo by Jeremy Bishop on Unsplash, edited under license

Name from Nowhere Original photo by Wilmer Martinez on Unsplash, edited under license

[iholli]

👑 Holli / Rat • 24+ • any pronouns • ficto ace • artist, gamer, rat lover, selfshipper • so show me the sea, and I'll take you to Mars

🐀 heya! name's Holli but you can call me Rat, or whatever else you fancy :] I'm here to post about rats and the beach and cry about whatever fandom [or character] my singular braincell is currently most attached to. nice to meet you!

🎨 commissions are open! art tag: #ratkingdraws

⚠️ pro fiction / anti censorship space;

I'm personally uncomfortable with the majority of problematic content, but I believe people have the right to do whatever they want in fiction and I don't think they should be harassed for it. your ship is not my ship and that's okay. if you don't like something, block and move on, please. I'm an adult with better things to do. tag filter: #ratkingdiscourse

🌊 twice daily scheduled ocean posting;

#happy place 💙 / #oceancore • until the day they become my own posts.

💖 selfship posting;

#heart of mars • Rat King & J'onn J'onzz • DCAU / JLTAS / JLU • married

not comfortable sharing with canon but selfshippers are fine!

playlist 🌌🐀

×××

#it's a rat room blitz! • RTE-09 & Blitzwing • Transformers Animated / Bumblebee 2018

sharing is fine, just don't call him Blitzy to my face [/hj referencing the show]

playlist ✈️🚀

💖 other selfships [sharing okay];

#💜💖💙 • Rat King, Donatello Hamato, & Leonardo Hamato • ROTTMNT

playlist 🐢🐀

#ratstatic • Rat King & Vox • Hazbin Hotel

playlist 📺👑

#king of hearts • Mutant!Rat & Remy "Gambit" LeBeau • X-Men '97

#PREDATOR/PREY • Wastelander Rat & Megalo Don • Fortnite • qpp

playlist 🦈🐀 [cover photo]

• Remy isn't a primary selfship & I more often ship him with Montague [Fortnite]; he may be removed from the list at some point, but I'm still very fond of him 💖

✨ most common fandoms;

DC: DCAU fanatic / GLTAS always / The Suicide Squad / MAWS / hopeful for the future of DC

Fortnite: joined C5S1 / Montague, Artemis, Hades, Megalo Don supremacy / more active on Twitter @ R47K1NGG4M3S / always looking for new friends, add me on Epic @ R47K1NGG4M3S :]

ROTTMNT: hi I love found family. and Leotello. but mostly found family. unpause ROTTMNT.

Marioverse / Luigi's Mansion: Luigi, King Boo, & Bowser fan / successfully played or own all the Luigi's Mansion games [including the arcade cabinet]!

Invader Zim: ZaDr my otp always / Almighty Tallest apologist / where the lore all started...

Hellaverse: Hazbin Hotel my beloved / RadioStatic / Helluva Boss is also cool. ily Queen Bee

MCU: less frequent here / forever a soft spot for Loki / Octogoblin / Spider-Verse / Team Cap

🌊 I don't bite, I'm just here to vibe & I like making friends :] please feel free to talk to me about anything! I love getting asks about my interests and selfships [or YOUR interests and selfships] or just to chat, and you can always ask for my Discord!

⚠️ AI & NFT will not be tolerated in any capacity; I spam report any accounts posting AI art, and I will block anyone using AI chat bots including ChatGPT & c.AI; I do not make exceptions. AI is art theft, including writing, full stop. block me now if that's an issue.

🚫 I don't care for NSFW content and will not post it. occasionally funny jokes will be reblogged but you can tag filter: #suggestive / #nsfw

🔪 I do like candygore though-- there may be the occasional bloody / gorey post though heavy realistic gore also makes me uncomfortable! tag filter: #blood tw or #gore tw

💖 that's all for now! thanks for stopping by :] don't forget to take some chill tunes with you!

[chaos-shifts-111]

🌜 🌊 🍎 & 🥥 — the ask game :)

🥥; list three specific smells from your dr and explain them.

old books - our house is full of books, sort of like a messy library

roses - flowers everywhere!!!

the ocean - we live right on the beach and it's wonderful

🍎; what are three songs that remind you of your dr and why?

Luminary, by Joel Sunny - every time i listen to it i just get a flood of memories aaaafsihfwg

Past Lives, but sapientdream & Slushii - i always think of Order when i listen to it

Codex, by Joel Sunny - again, memories

🌊; pretend your dr has one of those filler-beach-day episodes. what’s everyone doing?

Order's reading on the beach probably and i'm looking for crabs and fish and things

🌜; what are three specific daily quirks you’ll have to get used to in your dr?

Order literally wakes up at 7 every morning i am Not capable of doing that

being able to walk everywhere lmao. we dont have a car since everything we need is always like 2-6 blocks away

waking up there ig??? when i get there for like 2 weeks at least im gonna probably wake up and be like Wher am i????

also i absolutely love answering questions about my dr!!! they dont even have to be from the ask game just straight up ask me questions please please please!!!!

[tarot-by-e11e]

Hellooo hope your doing great!! Wanted to take part in the themed ask game!! 🌊

My initial : S.K

5 most used emojis : 😭🎀🤭💀😏

If I can have any superpower : I don’t think this is a literal superpower but I wanted to be able to go into the past and solve criminal cases or help families with missing family members. I watch a lot of crime stories and it hurts to see them suffer.

Another one would be being able to produce food. I imagine a food and it’s here in front of me. I might solve world hunger problems too.

Thankyou for this game. Have a nice day. I’ll provide the feedback.

Hi SK,

Thank you for patiently waiting for your turn.

I love it when you choose superpowers to help others. So please keep this loving and giving side of you alive no matter what.

So let me go on the list of your cards this July.

Advice: Fool

Warning: Hierophant

Surprise: Queen of Coins

The advice this July is to embrace the new month with a heart full of optimism. But according to your energy, it seems that being positive and hopeful isn’t your forte. Maybe that’s why it’s your advice for this reading. Don’t immediately lose interest the second someone triggers an old wound of yours. Seeing as this isn’t your usual state of being, I’d like to ask you to do this in small doses. Don’t shock yourself so much that you feel like you’re being fake with yourself. Also, take it slow and just ease into it. Do it in a way that you feel called to.

A warning for this month is to not be so rigid and stuck in the old ways of thinking. This could also be interpreted as not being hellbent on old cycles. There’s this foreshadowing of your need to progress and be open-minded this month. What used to be may have worked before yet old systems are running their course. Approaching things forward in an unconventional way will do you better. Approaching things in an out-of-the-box way will produce better/successful results, to the point that you’d change your mind about being so traditional.

Lastly, a surprise for you this July is acquiring a bit of a luxurious upgrade in your daily life. It seems like a pricey purchase that you’ve been eyeing, something that will practically elevate your daily life. This could be you finally able to afford to upgrade your laptop, buy a pricier stove, or finally be able to afford a car. It feels like a much-deserved reward for yourself that you know is worth the investment. Another interpretation is finally getting into stocks and investments. This surprise has something to do with a pricey purchase that you’d consider an investment.

This concludes the end of the reading request.

Do let me know how this resonates with you.

(This reading is strictly for entertainment purposes only.)

[onedaycomicsco]

Hello there!

We are OnedayComics, a group aimed at developing art skills together as a group!

All our works will be posted here, and we are so exited for your participation!!

Now, lets get to introducing our team memebers down below!

Hello there, I'm Buttered Toast!

Im the main writer and panelist for OnedayComics.

I like Matcha and sweets foods like Tarts and Parfaits!

Im so exited to share my work with you all!

HELLOOOOO!! I’m Chiyo

Im a Classical artist who draws on paper

And im trying to come back to digital art hehe

16+

And i love the color Green and Grass [Matcha] 🍵

Hello everyone It's a pleasure to meet you all✨ the name is Pepto Besmol!

My favorite color is Blue🌊 I can shade, Realism, and NSFW.

Im approachable you guys 🤙 and I love the sea and sunsets I'm more on Realistic Arts so yeah I can help you guys as far as I can do!

And I love Palabok👌

Helloo!! I'm Watson!

I handle the sfx, texts on panels and layout support!

🌻 The color you can use to identify if it's me is.. 🥁 ...Yellow~.

My interests are painting, sculpting, gambling, playing gacha(gambling games), RPG's and FPS games.

I also prefer drawing traditionally but I still try my best to draw digitally.

- My motivation is, "Dailies help you look forward to tomorrow".

🍋Fun fact about me: I have 20+ gacha games \⁠(⁠ϋ⁠)⁠/⁠♩ and have the crappiest sleep schedule out of all of us. 💤

WAZZZUUUP, MY NAME IS FORDA FERSON, nice to meet ya y'all...

I like black and red colour 💅, and I'm not a morning person.

I'm a night person only sleeps in 3am wake up 4am...

I'm very extrovert around people I care >:3, I like omelette with mayonnaise in it ✨

Hi, my name is Shido.

I like the colour black or anything that is dark colored, I am also very interested in sleep as I am sleep deprived:D ah my motivation is sleeping as I want to do everything fast so I can sleep peacefully when the work is done:D

Another thing, please support our latest work "Ai and the Shards of Celeste". We posted it on Ao3 and we will also be posting here. Thank you so much!

Unfortunatlly we DO NOT TAKE REQUESTS! So if you have requests please direct it somewhere else, our apologise. But if you have any questions regarding our series, please feel free to send in an ask.

[mysticstarlightduck]

Hey, I know that ask game! :D

🐹 Which would be your OCs favorite Pokemon? What kind of trainer would they be?

🌊 Has your OC ever seen the ocean? If not, do they want to? What do they think of it?

Yay, thanks for the ask, @i-can-even-burn-salad!!! (:

🐹 Which would be your OCs favorite Pokemon? What kind of trainer would they be?

Whoa, okay, such a cool question! I haven't watched anything pokémon related in years (though it was one of my favorite card games when I was a kid) but after a quick research to refresh my memory my answer is this (for some of the main cast of Of Starlight and Beasts):

Corah - her favorite pokémon would be Charmander. Because it looks cute and derpy in a way, like a little dragon, and she'd find the flaming tail a cool detail. She'd be a reliable, if unorthodox, trainer - she'd always be kind to her pokémon but also expect them to always try their best.

Arammys - I'm 100% sure his favorite pokémon would be Pikachu. The little pokémon is bright yellow, electric, and happy, Arammys literally has a whole sunlight motif and is very energetic - he'd really like Pikachu. He'd be a happy-go-lucky trainer that would probably spend more of his time playing with the pokémons or getting distracted by lore books about them rather than doing any actual training.

Eidan - his favorite pokémon would be Arbok. He likes snakes and reptiles in general, and would probably think Arbok has a pretty neat design (plus I just think he'd find its "hunting style" rather fascinating). He'd be the kind of trainer who doesn't really talk to many people and just kinda does his own thing - he'd have the kind of vibe of that emo kid that no one ever really sees do any homework or seem to put in much effort but also always gets As on the test every time.

Tomasa - her favorite pokémon would probably be Parasect, though she'd be adamantly sure that it looks more like a crab than a mushroom-bug thingy. The reason why I think it'd be her favorite is because she'd see it and be like "Aw, look at this skrunkly lil guy!". She'd be a supportive trainer with a tendency to be overly enthusiastic and will constantly have to be reminded not to use her pokémons to cause chaos around town.

Kyran - he'd never admit it, like, not ever, but his favorite pokémon would be Doduo or Dodrio, even if he would pretend not to like pokémon at all. Mostly because he likes birds and because he also has a twin, even if they annoy each other all the time. If he were a trainer he'd be the stern and demandingly perfectionist kind that always expects his pokémon "students" to excel at everything.

🌊 Has your OC ever seen the ocean? If not, do they want to? What do they think of it?

Most of the main cast of my WIP "Of Starlight and Beasts" does see the ocean during their adventures because, during their quest, one of the cities they go through is Orloch, the realms' coastal jewel, where a lot of important events of the story's development take place.

But if we consider the events before that, then the ones who had already seen the ocean (before the events of the book) are Kyran, Masen, Elias, Tomasa, Eidan, and Rin.

Kyran, Masen, and Elias were born in a town on the outskirts of Orloch and grew up in its capital. Most of their lives were surrounded by the sea in one way or another - not only for the fact that well, the sea can literally be seen by almost any place in the city, but also because most of their early jobs and occupations had something to do with the ships and docks of the kingdom, especially after Elias's became a pirate in their backstory. They like the ocean - in varying degrees of intensity, but since it's such a common thing in their past and daily lives, it is not such a big deal to them as it would be for other people who never saw it - to them, it's more mundane than anything else.

Tomasa was born in a village somewhere in the wilderness next to the Frosts but moved to Orloch - where her grandmothers live and where her maternal family was settled - with her mother when she was a child. So it could be said she has already seen two kinds of oceans before - the frozen seas of the Frosts, miles, and miles of beautiful crystal blue ice that never breaks (even the waves frozen and immobile forever), and the actual/regular ocean in Orloch. She was amazed by the sight of the sea, and everything about it - as she'd only seen a frozen one in her childhood. Being able to swim in the ocean became one of her favorite activities. She still holds a lot of admiration and wonder for the seas and its mysteries, even after all those years of living in a coastal city.

Eidan didn't see the sea until the fall of Monbern's old royal family. Most of his childhood and teen years were spent in that duchy, which is landlocked (and built in the middle of an enchanted forest), so the largest bodies of water he'd seen so far were just lakes and rivers. After the events of the duchy's siege (where he lost everything), he became a lonely warrior seeking to purge the wicked rot of corruption that was consuming the realm - something that led him to travel far and wide across the continent to hunt down evil people and their work. One of those travels led him to Orloch a few years before the book - which is very relevant for the story since it is one of his contacts in the city that allows him and his allies (during their main quest) to find some crucial information. He doesn't really see what "the big deal" is about the sea, or why people are so mesmerized by it, and it is implied that he doesn't really like swimming (even though he knows how to) and has some degree of thalassophobia.

I can't say much about Rin's backstory without spoiling some reveals about him and a certain other character's past, but let's just say that he has indeed seen the sea before since, as a con artist, he's always looking to get more gold, and what better place than the melting pot of trade (legal and... less legal) in the realm to try his luck? Regardless of that, he has some very strong feelings about the sea, mostly negative, because, since he has feathery wings, he doesn't like to get wet often (it takes a long time for his wings to dry when they do get wet). The only thing he likes about the sea is fish and seafood in general.

Most of the other main characters (since Arammys has little to no memories of his past other than his name, there's no way to know whether or not he has seen the sea before - not without spoiling the reveals of his past in the story - and so, for all effects and purposes he has never seen the sea) only do see the sea when the main events of the book lead them to Orloch, and because they're literally running against time to save the world, they don't really have much time to enjoy seeing the sea for the first time.

Corah grew up in the kingdom of Tirawen - which, as a kingdom settled in one-half of the most mountainous region of the realm and blocked from the other half by a deadly curse, is very, very much landlocked (it is the most important kingdom of the realm, and the kingdom's capital, so it does have strong diplomatic and political ties to Orloch for the sake of seafaring trade). She knew a lot about the sea from books from the palace library, travelling merchants who came to trade goods from the coastal cities in the capital, and from her father's own adventuring experiences, but only ever saw the actual sea during her actual quest. She really liked the sea and found it incredibly cool, as well as beautiful, though she was wary of ever swimming in it (mostly because there are actual sea monsters in the Mist Sea).

Arammys is the character that was by far the most mesmerized by the sea. His lack of memories means that more often than not he is experiencing things for the first time, and the sea is no exception. He was fascinated by it and found it rather curious. Arammys also expressed his desire to swim in the ocean one day and that he'd really like to see a sea monster up close if they weren't so aggressive, that is.

[shatterthefragments]

🐝🎂🍩💫

Bee describe my aesthetic in emojis

Here But also copying bc why not: (there are more photos in the other ask I got too if you want to see some pretty flowers!!)

💖🫂🖤✍🏼🧜🏼🤷🏻🦊🍃🎍🌑🌊🍓🍋🫙🥟🚣‍♂️🎷🪈🎻🎼🥁🎸🪗⛵️🛶🚉⛲️🏯🏕️🏔️💿🗜️🕰️⏳🕯️🪚🧺🖌️📓📒📖📚🗂️✒️✏️🔇🔔🥀🪷🌲🌳🐦‍🔥🦦🐁🐈‍⬛🦙🦭🐙

But that was me going through all of them. If I summarize:

💖🖤✒️🪈🌊🫂🫙🗜️

Cake round with candles if I had three wishes what would they be?

1. To have enough money to comfortably be able to live on my own and support pets, various funds, and allow me to pursue my hobbies and go on a fun little (or not so little) trip at least once per month.

2. …I mean. I want this for everybody but especially my friends and (some) family.

3. Planet be normal and inhabitable plz 😭

If they have to all be for myself though: Faber Castell 250th anniversary case (this is a joke and partially bc I have it as the background on my old laptop before it died and I got a sweet lesbian coffee shop art background in a kickstarter! Which is my current laptop background :))

But serious other two if they have to be for myself: good health. Less (or no?) pain consistently on a daily basis.

On one hand my wishes would probably change with my mood but also 👀 I feel like those are pretty good ones. And most relevant to me in recent AND non recent years.

Donut current mood?

…sweaty, itchy (mosquitoes :(…and sweat), and tired. Also broke bc I paid my credit card bill 😭 (it makes me nervous to wait unless it’s a super small bill so even though in theory I could’ve earned a tiny bit of interest if I kept that money in savings and paid it next week. I cannot) (at time of drafting this initially)

At time of posting: pretty fucking good!!! I got to see one of my beloved friends!!!!! (Like the one I have said in a previous ask game I don’t think I’ve ever loved another person more. Like she’s. A safe place. Beloved. I’ve never felt more loved and in such a reciprocal relationship before her. Getting to see her is always just the absolute best 🥰💖) And I am on the ocean!!!!! So. AMAZING!!! (…I might need a little snack actually…) (I am home now. I’m. Fine. Would prefer to not be but oh well. Time to shower :P)

Shooting star sun moon and rising sign?

Look. I’m a Pisces. Umm. I have no clue on the other stuff 😬 ✌️✨

Pisces sun, cancer rising and moon wanted me to make an account to see the results so fuck that sorrrrrryyyyyy

Here have a couple pictures from today :) (vaguely relates to how am I feeling I guess :))

[yawnderu]

Cloudy and tsunami :))

HIIII!! for this ask game!

☁️ Cloudy - What inspired you to start writing your WIP? (or in general): Def conversations with my friend about ideas we have, we usually expand on it and it inspires me to write about them a lot. We talk about fictional men daily, and the ideas that talking with her about them give me are insane BHJEFJBHEFJKHB

I currently have around 17 WIPs but the one I'm having more fun with is one with Nikto back when he was first disfigured, and the reader being a patient medic who takes care of him.

🌊 Tsunami - When and where do you like to write? Dude, I write everywhere JHBKFEBHJFEHJBK I sometimes don't feel like being on my desk writing so I save a draft and go lay down in bed to write on my phone.

There's a lot of ideas in my head 24/7, so I can practically write whenever!

[erin-trees]

Ya know, I keep seeing these emoji question thingys and I think answering questions like that would be really fun so I made one myself!

🍽️- favorite food?

👾-favorite game?

🥤-favorite drink?

🐾-favorite animal?

🌱-favorite plant?

🥺-what’re you a sucker for?

🌟-be remembered or unknown?

🎵-top 5 favorite songs/bands

❤️-any crushes/partners?

🌊-favorite kind of weather?

🌳-favorite season?

🍴-what do you eat daily?

👽-do you believe in aliens?

🍀-are you a theorist?

😱-biggest fears?

Anyone is allowed to ask these lol

[merrock]

friday; inbox cleared & event notes!

As of 1:30PM EST this afternoon (Friday!) everything in our inbox should be taken care of. If I have missed something, it means we likely didn't receive it, so please reach out and let me know, and we can figure it out. Any bios we haven't received are due within a week of your account being sent in, and if you need more time, please don't hesitate to ask!

Now, I wanted to take a few moments to go over the Beach Bash, since we do have so many new faces. First, you know, the obvious. We have a big event happening in town starting tomorrow (kinda)!

END OF SUMMER BEACH BASH! 🏖️☀️🌊

In character, this event takes place on August 25 & 26. Everyone is welcome (kids and pets!), and you can camp out overnight Friday into Saturday if you want. The volleyball game is happening on Saturday afternoon (3PM EST). The event starts (roughly) around 3PM EST on Friday, and ends anytime on Saturday night. Bring your own food and drinks (the snack shack will be open!), and drink responsibly, please.

Out of character, this event is open for interactions from Saturday, August 19th until Sunday, August 27th. All open starters should be tagged with #merrockstarter! If you want to post an outfit, that can be posted to #merrockfashion, and any social media posts can be posted to #merrocksocial. Since this event has a very long duration, we are asking that no new threads be created after August 27th, and would prefer if open starters be replied to before then, too! And as promised, we are bringing back the thread roulette for random, fun interactions (will be posted tomorrow morning in the OOC!).

This will be our last summer related event (we'll have a mini event for a Labor Day picnic, but still!), so we hope to see lots of people enjoying the beach and warm weather one last time before we start to think all things pumpkin spice, spooky skeletons and corn mazes!

I will be checking in daily, but largely taking the time to just enjoy being on dash with you guys for the event, so thank you for your patience with non-emergent asks and messages during that time. Still, if you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask -- and remember: you can always throw in character questions over to the Benefactor! They like to chat. xx

[every-dayiwakeup]

🌊The holy trinity 🙏

🌊Billy in his relationship coach era 🛹

🌊💈They sure had a ball 

🌊 It’s true

📢🦌 Heather’s question

🌊 Decisions decisions 

💈🌊Sleepy & Horny 

💈🌊When they share one brain cell 

💈🌊 Steve is Billy’s #1 supporter

🚿🌊💈RIP Tommy 

💈🌊 RIP Tommy: The Sequel 

🌊💈Is this not what happened? 

🌊💈He’s up for everything 

🌊💈50/50

🌊I thought you were American🛹

💈🌊 King Steve’s true power ft. Cat!Billy

🌊The results are in

🌊💈Mood

🌊He said please

🌊💈Look at Billy, Steve

💈🌊A few hours later...

📸🌊💈Sleepy boys

💈🌊 Oh Steve

💈📣🌊 Tummy ache troubles 

💈🌊 Steve is looking disrespectfully 

🌊And the lord said onto Moses...

🌊💈Cum queen Billy

🌊Why not, Jason?🏀

🌊💈Cumit to it

🌊💈🍉🍊🍌

💈🌊 Dammit Steve, not again

💈🌊 First fight as a couple

🌊 Billy’s asking the real questions💈🎤🍕🦌🚿

💈🌊 Tit Topics

🌊💈Disgustingly in love

🌊💈🧍‍♂️

💈🌊 System processing

🚿💈Anyway

🌊Daily dickfirmations

💈Steve’s autobiography

🌊A dramatic tale 🧇🛹

🌊💈Billy’s got game

📔The Origin of Mean Steve 💈🦌

🌊💈Just guys being dudes

💈The struggle is real 

🌊💈 The Adventures of Billy the Life Coach

🌊”Start”

🌊Make it make sense

🌊💈Billy’s got game

🌊💈 Billy's midlife crisis

📣 Wise words from Queen Heather

🌊 Why Billy grew out his hair in the first place

💈🌊 It's about the Catholic guilt

🌊 Jason's oddly specific nightmare🏀

👑🌊 They complete each other

👑🌊Steve's fashion crime

👑🌊 Anyways

🌊👑 Billy's on the job

🌊👑Dynamic Duo 

🚿💈🌊Whose hole are you talking about, Tommy? 🤨

🌊👑Billy’s inner monologue Pt 1 

🌊👑Steve’s so done with him 

🌊👑Billy’s inner monologue Pt 2

🍕📸 Jargyle Weedventures Pt 1(?)

👑🌊Good question...

👑🌊Billy's never beating the babygirl allegations

🌊ScArY

🌊Angstfirmations

🌊👑 The triumphant return of Mean Steve

🌊👑You learn something new every day

🌊Not a rickroll