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[child-of-the-cosmos]

Counting the pinned post, iiii found 5 treats! Hoping the pinned post counts lol-

Close!! The answer was actually 8 in total- but not to worry, partner, ya still get a prize!

Some nifty lil' jack-o-pies! One bite will knock your head off! (not literally don't worry)

I thank ya kindly for ya participation this year, and will be happy to see ya in the next! Happy Halloween!!!

[andypantsx3]

Hi hi hi, andy! I also have a question abt wimym. I loved reading it sm!! Shouto was so so so soft with the reader I melted everytime they interacted

I wanted to know how Touya reacted to when they became a couple. Did he ever think of the possibility of them being together?

And Rei, when she smiled at the immediate yes from Shouto for the run when the reader said she'd go for the run. Did Rei know?

Ahhhh thank you to everyone who sent one of these asks, I am so overwhelmed and so very grateful. I had so much fun writing it and I'm so happy you guys liked it.

And I hope it's okay I grouped you all because you had a similar question!! One that I intend to answer with a drabble: What does the main character of our wimym universe Touya (lol) think of Shouto x Reader? ✨✨

(Fair warning the dabihawks shipper in me is at it again in this one).

You arrived late, thanks to Shouto.

It had been a monumental effort to even get out the door, with the number of times you'd been dragged back underneath Shouto in bed, pressed into the wall and kissed breathless just as you'd escaped bed range, and then followed into the shower as you'd tried to get presentable for Shouto's family.

It was lucky you'd known the Todorokis your whole life, as this was not the first impression you wanted to make as Shouto's life mate.

"They will understand," Shouto intoned as you knocked on the front door.

His breath ghosted over a mark on the back of your neck he'd diligently sucked there not a half hour before, and you shivered with the accompanying memory of his long fingers dipping into the underwear you'd only just managed to pull on.

Before you could respond, however, the door pulled open and you suddenly found yourself with an armful of Fuyumi.

"Congratulations!" she said, and you could tell by the sound of her voice that she was beaming. The sound instantly put you at ease, and you could feel some of the tension leak out of you. She was a fellow beta, not that much younger than you, and always had a way of calming you.

You'd been concerned that his family wouldn't take it well, your being mated to Shouto. But Fuyumi carried on like nothing was the matter.

"We're all so happy. Mom said it was about time, and Natsuo has been inundated with winnings from all the bets he's taken," she said, laughing, punctuating her words with a squeeze.

You blinked. Bets. Had Shouto's regard for you really been that obvious to everyone else, too, all these years? Your ears heated.

Fuyumi released you only to drag Shouto down into a hug too, reaching up nearly a foot to ruffle his hair and murmuring her congratulations to him as well. Shouto's eyes met yours over her shoulder, and he blinked slow like a cat. You could tell how pleased he was.

"Mom's made lunch, I bet you two are famished after everything," Fuyumi said, once she released Shouto.

Your ears went even hotter with the implication, and almost nuclear when Shouto intoned, "We are."

"Shhh," you hissed at him, as Fuyumi gestured you inside. The foyer smelled like her, a cold spring morning, with the undercurrent of Rei's wildflowers.

"They do know what a life mate is," Shouto told you, even as he took your hand in his. "And they are aware that I've had you locked away for days."

Your stomach lurched even as it fluttered with the memory of what those days locked away had been like. "We were playing checkers," you said to Fuyumi.

A pert white eyebrow being raised was all the reply you got as she led you into the kitchen, and you frowned. Todorokis.

In the kitchen, you barely got a glance at the lunch spread before you were immediately engulfed in a hug from Natsuo. Rei smiled at you and petted your hair fondly the way your own mother did, cupping your cheek and looking at you like she'd always sort of known.

A yank from Shouto, however, pulled you out of the way just as a fabric napkin came whipping at your face. You jerked around to find Touya leaning over the table, glaring between you and Shouto like he didn't know which one of you to be more disgusted with.

"That is my baby brother," he hissed to you before rounding on Shouto. "That is my friend."

Shouto's grip on you tightened immediately, eyes narrowing. His mouth pursed. "Y/N is mine, Touya."

You suppressed an eye roll, even as Touya growled. "You wouldn't even know each other if it wasn't for me, you little pervert—"

Well there it was.

"Wow, lunch looks soooo good," you intoned over both of them, turning to Rei with a deliberate flourish. "You always take such good care of me, I am grateful."

Rei's smile was soft, in contrast to Touya's angry growl. You pretended like you were suddenly deaf to that corner of the room.

"Shouto has been in love for a long time. I am happy to know it is someone we all love dearly too," Rei said.

Your face heated, and Touya made another disgusted sound. "And you, what happened to not wanting some knothead idiot?" he demanded over his mother.

Shouto blinked and leaned back, apparently not as fussed with the accusation of being a knothead idiot as he was with the implication that he had to share you with anyone else.

You had to bite down a smile, knowing that would only enrage Touya further.

"I am hungry," Shouto said, ignoring his brother now entirely. "Next time I will make a larger portion for leftovers."

Your skin prickled guiltily. The two of you had worked up an appetite like you'd never had in your life over the past few days, decimating the leftovers and then all the snacks Shouto had packed away for you in his cabinets.

It was honestly only the promise of more homecooked food that had finally lured the two of you out this afternoon, after which you'd make a stop at your mother's and then grab Shouto's bodyweight in groceries before returning to—well, certain activities.

"Next time?" you prompted Shouto, eyebrows raising.

"My rut," he said, and bolt of heat went through you like lightning. You had not thought of that.

Touya made another noise like he was repulsed.

"I would love to not talk about that in front of your family," you said to Shouto, mortified.

"I would love to not be a part of this family," Touya said darkly from the table.

Fuyumi cast him a stricken glance, but before she could say anything, there was a knock at the door. You watched a strange expression overtake Natsuo's face, the same one that came over Shouto's when he was trying not to look too smug.

When Fuyumi returned, it was with a familiar blonde alpha in tow. Keigo grinned around her, leaning forward and giving you and then Shouto a fist bump.

"Had to be here for the celebration," he drawled, his tone airy, wiggling his eyebrows. He looked as at home in the kitchen as he had a lanky preteen, come out to play for an afternoon. "And Rumi's on her way too. Congrats, lovebirds."

You noted Touya's corner was suddenly a fraction more subdued, and your eyes darted to Natsuo again, a brow raising. He watched you back, tucking his cellphone into his pocket with deliberate focus.

You managed to steer Shouto towards Natsuo's side of the table while Keigo threw himself down eagerly next to Touya. Touya bristled like a cat over a bath, grumbling something, but it was drowned out by Keigo helping himself to Touya's personal space, an arm draping behind Touya's chair. Touya shoved him off, swearing.

But beneath the white mess of his hair, you thought the tip of his ear was a rather telling shade of pink.

"Called in reinforcements?" you asked Natsuo as you settled in next to him.

Shouto glanced over, frowning that your attention was elsewhere. You slipped your hand into his, almost melting with the way his thumb stroked over your skin, barely resisting the urge to pinch him for how cute he was.

For his part, Natsuo smiled, patting his pocket pointedly.

"That," he said, returning his gaze to his older brother as he squawked about Keigo's proximity, all dismay with you and Shouto forgotten. A smile pulled at Natsuo's mouth. "And I might have one more bet to win."

[selfloverrrrrr]

Gurl i love your yandere jjk fics ❤️❤️can you maybe do a noncon/babytrap with megumi or yuta?

Both won't be that bad~

Warnings : smut , heavy smut, unprotected sex, Noncon, Kidnapping, physically and emotional abuse, biting, torture, size difference, Yandere, protective, jealous, obsessive, manipulative....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Masterlist

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

I'm a student of jujutsu high Tokyo. I'm a first year.... in grade four. Gojo satoru is the one who took the responsibility to make me understand my cursed energy and how to use it. Cause I can't use it properly. So we're best friends... Me, Yuji, Megumi and Nobara. The second year students are also good friends with me. I trust them too.

It was just a normal day at school. It was raining so heavily. I didn't brought umbrella with me. I was late for returning to the droom because of some work. Every students left. I was the one. I was standing in the front door of jujutsu high. Suddenly heard a voice "hey y/n... you need help?" The voice said. I looked at my side. It was Megumi. "Oh... actually I forgot my umbrella today" I replied. "We did too" another voice said. I looked at other side and it was Yuta.

" but we have to go you know... cause it's almost the droom closing time" Megumi said. " OMG really?" I asked. " Yeah... and we have to go without the umbrella you know " Yuta replied. "Then I have to go without umbrella too" I said. Then three of us went out of the school.

We just reached the droom. We were infront of my room. We all were drenched in water. "Thank you guys for coming with me" I said to them. Then I turned around to unlock the door. My dress and specially my skirt was sticking with my body. They started at my ass when I was unlocking the door. When I unlocked the door they both looked at each other and pushed me inside and locked the door.

I looked at them confusedly. " Y/n...sit on the bed and do whatever we want you to do" Yuta said. My body automatically did what Yuta said. I was confused then I saw Yuta copied inumaki's technique. No no no.... that's bad.... it's bad!!!

They both came towards me. Suddenly Megumi took off my skirt. "W-what are you doing" I spoke. "Spread your legs" Yuta said. My legs automatically spread. I looked away with shame. I don't know why is this happening.... Why are they doing it. They were too fast. I didn't even noticed when they took off my and their clothes.

"get on your four" Yuta said and my body did. "Please I don't want this" I said. Megumi stand infront of me and Yuta stand behind me. " now be a good girl and give Megumi a blow job" Yuta continued " Do. It." He said. I squeezed my eyes. Tears flowing down. I opened my mouth shakingly and took Megumi's dick inside my mouth taking the whole length in slowly. It was too big. Megumi's breath hitched. He threw his head back mouth wide open. I slowly sucked his dick and his legs shook. I bobbed my head up and down. His tip was poking the back of my throat. He grabbed my hair and started bobbing my head up and down faster. "Oh god...oh god.... don't...ahhhh... don't stop!!!!" Megumi moaned out loudly. He was bobbing my head up and down faster and faster. He suddenly felt that Megumi was close. In a few minutes he came inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin "Yuta senpai....tell her to swallow" Megumi said. "Swallow it y/n" Yuta said. I squeezed my eyes shut and swallowed Megumi's cum.

Yuta flipped me over. Then he lined himself with my entrance. Yuta pushed his whole length in one slide and I scremed with pain. He didn't even give me time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. I was screming loudly. His huge dick was giving me too much pain. He started giving me hickeys on my neck and chest. His thursting getting faster and harder. My whole body was shaking. He was moaning too. The way his dick was touching my g-spot make my back arch. It didn't take much time and I came. As I came that smirk again played on his lips.

I felt his dick started throbbing inside me. " Senpai please...not....not inside" I begged in a whisper because I didn't have the power to speak. It was too much for me. When my warm walls clenched around him he moaned loudly. In a few minutes he came inside me. He slowly pull out.

They both came towards me. Yuta stroked my hair and Megumi cupped my face. "Don't worry y/n we'll protect you and love you... We both loved you so much. Then we thought why don't we both have you.... We'll love you and now... you are ours" they whispered in my ear.

Ik it was a short story...but I was running out of ideas...lol💀 I'm sorry...but I'll post like this more...and not gonna make those this short

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[peppercornpress]

Fic Author Self Rec! When you get this reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, or some snippets from upcoming WIPS. Let’s spread the self-love! Love ya and thank you for all you do!! 💖

Ahhhh!! Days!! Love you too and love the idea of spreading self-love! It's so hard for me to do lately... I feel like everything I write is blah.

I've wanted to share WIPs because they're fun... but it goes against my desire to dump out completely finished work so I kept holding back... but a part of me thinks I need some feedback/advice for this specific WIP? Like... if people have opinions on how they'd like the fic to end, I'm all ears because I'm afraid my current direction doesn't have the oomph I'm after. (I know that's not the point of you asking me about WIPS... but I do love what I have so far)

Here's a snippet of my WIP 'A Thousand Papercuts' (Midway into chapter 1)

Hinata made sure to contact Akane’s desk before she swung by the office. Hinata knew she did everything right, and even got a text from her husband five minutes before she arrived on his floor that proved he wasn’t in a crucial meeting. She made sure to properly greet Akane at her desk to ‘check in’.

“Thank you for calling in advance!” Akane said, looking much more pleasant and not a hint of annoyance in her tone. “I know it’s a hassle just to see your own husband, but I really do appreciate when things are done in an orderly fashion. Shall we?” 

“Yes.” Hinata nodded, “Oh, and this is just a small offering for all the hard-workers here.” she passed over the large paper bag she filled with homemade cookies. She had done so every once in a while, and Naruto had always said how grateful the staff was. “As a token of the Uzumaki-family’s gratitude.”

Akane made a noise of pleasure, accepting the gift and peeking inside. “You shouldn’t have! Wow! I’ll be sure to pass them out.” but the way she tossed the bag a little roughly on her desk made Hinata finally pause and give her a long and scrutinizing look.

Akane must have noticed because she immediately back-tracked.

“Sorry, I’m a little heavy handed today–was it breakable?”

“N-no…”

“Please accept my apologies!”

Wordlessly, Hinata nodded. Akane shot her a shrug and a smile.

And that’s when Hinata’s dislike for the woman finally cemented in her heart. All of her previous interactions with the woman, to whom she gave generous excuses for her rudeness, suddenly made a lot more sense.

Akane was purposefully snubbing her. Hinata squared her shoulders, remembering the handful of times this had happened in the past with other bullies while she was still attending the Academy.

“This way.” Akane then flashed her a smug smile, a smile that expressed Akane’s mutual dislike of Hinata. 

“I don’t mean to take time out of your day.” Hinata said, cautiously. Once she realized what kind of person Akane was, she knew it made the most sense to distance herself from Akane as soon as possible. “I know the way to his office, thank you.” She didn’t wait for a reply this time and walked her way to Naruto’s door, but felt Akane’s quickened footsteps following after her.

When Hinata got to Naruto’s office, Naruto’s looked like he was trying to desperately fight sleep while holding a dry electric razor to his face. He quickly shoved the razor under his desk, before relaxing, and seeing it was Hinata. His sheepish, boyish grin made Hinata’s heart ache.

“Oh Hinata!” Naruto got up from his desk. As he cheerfully waved, Akane squeezed past Hinata and entered his office first. She waved as if he was waving to her this whole time. 

Hinata had just been pondering ‘why?’ the short time it took to walk over to Naruto’s office. Why was Akane being so rude? Why did Akane want to be openly rude to the Hokage’s wife? What benefits her for doing such a thing? 

But Akane happily presented Hinata with the obvious reason right away. 

Her voice turned to honey as she addressed Hinata’s husband, “Hokage-sama, I know it’s poor timing on my part, but I need you to stamp a few things?”

“Just put it on my desk,” Naruto said distractedly, waving her off. It didn’t surprise Hinata to see that Naruto didn’t even spare her a second glance. He was just as dense as she was to the come-ons of the opposite sex, or he had no interest in flirty coworkers. He comically craned his neck to keep his eye contact with Hinata even as Akane stood directly in front of him to try to block his view. “Hinata, you got a moment to chat?”

“Of course,” Hinata switched out the duffle bag she was carrying to one she spotted conveniently placed near the far left corner of the room. 

“Yeah, it’s about Boruto and this ‘rebellious’ stage of his–” Naruto said, rubbing the base of his neck and grumbling. That’s when he did a double-take, noticing Akane was still in the room, and frowned.

Hinata took this time to observe how her husband dealt with Akane. 

Naruto calmly waited for Akane to place some files on his desk. Akane was being deliberately slow, placing each piece of paper on the desk as if it was made of fine porcelain. Naruto lost his patience by the ten-second mark. 

Naruto cleared his throat. 

Akane looked up from her task as if snapped from a daze.

“I’d like to talk privately with my wife,” Naruto announced, pointing in the direction of the door. “Today. Now.”

“O-oh! Sorry Hokage-sama, after last night’s long meeting…” she placed a dainty wrist over her mouth to suppress a yawn. “I’m a little sleep-deprived.”

In any other circumstance, I’m sure this would be enough reason for a professional to let Akane linger and drag her feet out the door, but Naruto didn’t have the best manners himself.

“Well, why don’t you take the rest of the day off?” Naruto shrugged. “Shizune-nee-chan can take over from here. Go home.”

Akane looked flustered. “N-no! I’m really ok! I can still work!”

“It’s alright. We all see how hard you’ve been working. You deserve to catch up on some shut-eye.” Naruto assured her brusquely, practically pushing Akane out the door and shutting it without a second thought. “Ugh, surrounded by work-a-holics.” he joked right away as soon as he turned back toward Hinata. 

“Said one of the biggest work-a-holics I know.” Hinata teased. 

“Hey! It’s not just my fault! Nobody seems to want to stop and rest around here–I feel guilty every time I step out of the office!” Naruto whined. “Anyway, about Boruto…”

Naruto was back to rambling, and Hinata found herself not fully present. Much like Akane’s act to get herself to linger in Naruto’s presence, Hinata found her mind drifting on what a comical situation she was in.

She was now a wife worrying about her husband’s secretary. It was so cliche, and stupid. 

She hadn’t had to deal with a jealous fangirl in a while. Hinata wasn’t a fun opponent toward petty women; she had grown up around especially sharp-tongued female relatives at the Hyuuga compound. She knew vicious ladies usually got bored if their victims didn’t entertain them. So Hinata had learned the difficult task of growing a thicker skin and letting barbed words slide off her back.

This method thankfully helped her ward away most of Naruto’s fangirls. They’d move on to more exciting prey. Hinata knew Akane would realize this sooner or later and give up when she realized Naruto was too devoted to his Hokage title to think of much else. 

And Hinata would also have to limit the time she spent around Akane’s presence…

“Hinata..? You ok?”

Hinata blinked, realizing she was nodding when she was supposed to be saying something back.

“You want me to talk to Boruto about his behavior,” she asked, just picking up things from context. “I have your back. I’ll talk to him.”

“That’s the thing! Talking to him ain’t cutting it. And MY yelling isn’t getting through to him! Could you use one of the old ways to get Boruto to straighten up? Like…take one of his favorite toys away–or make him take a time out! He still gets time-outs, right?” Hinata gave him a scrutinizing look, wondering if he was serious, but Naruto snapped his fingers when the right word came to him, “Ground him! Can you ground him for me? I mean…” he then stomped over to the windows and pointed. “Look what he wrote on my face!!”

Hinata walked over to the window and peered up at the rock faces. She saw the awful words ‘shitty dad’ scrawled over Naruto’s stone face, and it only made her heartbreak. 

He misses you. Hinata wanted to say. He’s lashing out! Just like you did! Can’t you see that?

“I’ll handle Boruto.” Hinata heard herself say to her worked up husband. She smoothed a hand over the orange fabric covering his heart. “Don’t worry.”

(End for now)

Essentially, it's a fic that would be resolved very quickly if Hinata just went up to Naruto and told him to fire his pesky secretary...but see, I don't see Hinata really doing that? She'd want to be diplomatic and subtle. She wouldn't want to cause waves... until Akane goes after her kids. It needs a lot more work... But it's REALLY just a fun excuse writing an underhanded mean-girl (Akane) get her just-comeuppance.

And yes--there was an outline... but the more recent changes I made would go against that and I'm fine with it? Haven't re-written a new outline in months so this fic is FULLY in limbo right now. lol

[bonkalore]

Happy Birthday Bonka!!!! ✨✨✨

You're one of the first gt artists I ever stumbled upon and I really appreciate that you're still around 💖 (I've always looked up to you and see you as the gt artist.)

I hope you had a wonderful birthday! 🌻

I'm late to reply to this, but this is such a sweet message and ahhhh I didn't even know you looked up to me at all or that long, but I think you're a really great artist and looked up to YOUR art!! ;__;

Thank you for this message and the birthday wishes <3

[aroacesafeplaceforall]

My coworkers want to do one of those "Hear Me Out" cake things but I don't know what I'd put since being on the Ace Spectrum all of my crushes are based more on aesthetic and would be considered conventionally attractive. I know its just a fun little thing but I don't want to just pick someone to pick someone. Should I just put an ace flag and see if they understand?

ahhhh sorry for the late reply! but that would be a very funny thing to do. I want to do that now too but most of my friends are either asexual or they know I am and I'm currently not in the work field.

[giggly-squiggily]

Hi Squiggly!!

I kept seeing Wind Breaker posts and decided I had to finally watch Wind Breaker. And OMG I LOVE IT. Sakura is such a flustered bby and I love him and Umemiya is so not serious but is such a good big brother figure to the boys. Ahhhh and Togame and Choji, I love their story they are wonderful. Their arc/portrayal was so so good. And I’m admittedly inclined towards Sou because he’s so graceful and calm and always smiling but you know there’s more to him than being a perfect gentleman, there has to be. But anyways, I attribute you to being part of the reason I watched Wind Breaker so naturally I need to ramble about it to you!

💛 Sunshine

SUNSHINE! :D Forgive me- I'm incredibly late to reply; I'm so glad you're watching Wind Breaker AHH! The manga is amazing too- I'm...I can't remember what chapter I'm on but It's just so delightful!

YES SAKURA!!! I love how flustered he gets and how unserious- but totally serious Umemiya is kajrjkeajkraejkrjaekrjk He really is the best big brother! So considerate to everyone- silly but thoughtful; a considerate man through and through!

Oh god those two- the whiplash I felt when I saw Togame and his arc was crazy! I really went from "Screw this guy!" to "Oh no he's my favorite now!" kjarjkeakjraekrjkae same with Choji- their arcs are just so good in the show? Just- so well written!

AND SUO YES! Oh there has to be- I don't know what exactly he's got going on in that head of his, but I really love his mysterious he is. Part of the chaos trio, that one! :D Nirei is a doll baby, and naturally Sakura is the bee's knees. I also really love Sugishita! He might not have much to say, but he's so expressive! They're all good boys!

hehehehe, I take that with stride! I'm glad I was part of the reason for you to check it out! I was inspired by the lovely folks here on Tumblr to watch it, and now I get to share that love with all of y'all! The cycle of anime recs continues! :D

Thanks for sharing! Feel free to ramble about shows whenever the mood strikes! :D

[philomenie]

Shadow Warrior

Hitman! Jolly - Part 2

CN despair, grief, mafiatheme, violence, sexual tension, cheating, guilt, explosions, death +18

If I forgot to mark something as CN, please let me know so I can add it!

@nojoyontheburn @jilliemiw86 @dsireland86 @aubrey-melinoe

EIGHT

Olivia blinks after her, her heart threatening to burst. FUCK, what was that all about? With trembling fingers, she unzips the dress and slips inside. The cool, heavy dupioni silk clings perfectly to Olivia's figure, flattering the tone of her skin and hair. As Olivia looks in the mirror, she suddenly feels a little more confident again. She tries to smile, tries to radiate self-assurance where there is currently only chaos.

After a while, she beams at her reflection in the mirror. Good, she thinks to herself, you won't break me and slips into the matching high heels, puts on discreet jewelry as requested by Donna Alessandra and goes to the door, knocking loudly on it. The door is unlocked and Olivia is confronted by two armed mobsters, one with a scowl, the other with a look of approval. Olivia tries to smile again, kill them with kindness, rushes through her mind, “I'm ready then!” she nods. “This way!” growls Mr. Grumpy, beckoning her to follow him. Olivia complies without hesitation. Her gaze flits over her surroundings. The house is not unlike Doi's, it must also have several wings, because they walk through a corridor from which several rooms lead off and ends in a huge staircase from which two more corridors branch off. Olivia takes a quick look downstairs, as voices can be heard from there. Folio has a pretty, petite, black-haired woman in his arms - that must be Jelena, his wife, Olivia thinks. He is talking to an older man, other guests, men and women can be seen. Olivia notices how her knees begin to tremble and she holds on to the banister for safety as she walks down the stairs to the evening party, accompanied by the mobster. When Folio sees her, his eyes widen, which is not unnoticed by Jelena, who first looks at Olivia in astonishment, then narrows her eyes. Oh please not... not a jealous wife... not that too, Olivia pleads in her mind when she sees Jelena's look. “Ahhhh, our guest is finally joining us... then we should slowly be complete....” Folio grins and offers Olivia his hand, which she coolly ignores. “Ferrara, De Luca and Rinaldi are still missing...” explains his mother coolly, who seems to have appeared out of nowhere. “Oh... really?” Folio looks at her in astonishment, “They're usually on time.” “Who knows what or who kept them! We shouldn't wait too much longer for them. It's rude of them to be late and I hate rudeness!” Donna tells Alessandra sternly, then nods at Olivia, ”You're coming with me!” Folio looks questioningly at his mother, who ignores his gaze and waves Olivia along, who is only too happy to escape this scene, because Jelena's eyes feel like daggers in her back. “WHAT am I supposed to do here?” she snorts into Donna Alessandra's ear. “Watch and learn.....” she replies again cryptically and Olivia feels more than ever like she's in a slapping pit.

“Ruffilo!” growls an older, short, fat man as Joakim and Nicholas enter the meeting room, ”You're late, way too late... we should be on our way to Folio by now!” “Ferrara... I'm sorry, we had a, uhm, shootout, an explosion and then another shootout in between....” Nicholas looks coldly at the mobster. “Who's that?” another unknown man asks Nicholas, pointing at Joakim, who is standing motionless with his head bowed diagonally behind Nicholas, looking more than ever like an avenging angel. “The Swede!” growls another voice, ”Karlsson... who should have been dead two years ago, but must have magically survived the damn explosion!” In disbelief, the eyes of the first two men move from Joakim to the third man and back again. “Rinaldi's right, it's the Swede and he survived!” Nicholas nods darkly, for whom this is the end of the matter. Curses can be heard in Italian and the men discuss among themselves. “Can we go now? I thought the gentlemen were in a hurry!” hisses Nicholas, who is annoyed by the inefficient behavior. Everyone sits down at the table, staring and muttering. Joakim decides to stand still. “What's wrong with him?” asks the first man, Ferrara, pointing uneasily at Joakim, ”I don't like the way he's standing there and keeping quiet!” A low growl can be heard from Joakim and Nicholas has to stifle a grin.

“Joakim, please..... our guests here are feeling uncomfortable, why don't you be good enough to join us....” Nicholas looks at him pleadingly and Joakim nods briefly and sits down next to Nicholas. “Well... now that that's settled, let's get to the reason for our meeting!” Nicholas begins, ‘Unfortunately, the situation has come to a head and I must insist on an answer tonight!’ He looks at the men seriously, the first two Italians squirm uneasily in their chairs at his words, Rinaldi looks at him calmly. “What exactly is your offer, Cuban, and what do you want from us?” Rinaldi asks, stretching. “Well, first of all, where exactly is Folio?” Nicholas explains politely. “Hm,” nods Rinaldi, ”and what is this information worth to you?” “That would only be the beginning.... I want close cooperation, information, access to Folio's data, his houses, his safe houses, information on everything that concerns him. His clients, his henchmen, his friends, his organization, his family....” Nicholas hesitates slightly at the word family, ”I also want the names of his informants. It can't be possible that he was able to carry out these strikes against us without informers!” “And what does that get US?” Ferrara snorts and De Luca nods in agreement. “Money and the chance to take over the organization!” smiles Nicholas, prompting another uneasy murmur from Ferrara and De Luca.

“Folio is a dead man, he just doesn't know it yet. He has sealed his fate after today!” Joakim growls softly and the men look at him, Ferrara and De Luca with irritation, Rinaldi with interest. Joakim lifts his face into the light for the first time since he entered the room, his hair falling out of it, revealing his scar. Ferrara and De Luca stare at him in disbelief, Rinaldi leans back. “What Joakim said. Folio will die!” Nicholas summarizes what has been said. “Let's talk about HOW MUCH this is worth to you, to you...” nods Rinaldi, ”betraying Folio would mean having the entire Italian mafia on your back. The son of a bitch is related to almost every head in some way!” “Just tell me your price!” Nicholas explains simply, ”But like I said, I need a decision TODAY. Folio has Doi in his hands and another important person!” Joakim flinches imperceptibly at the last sentence, but Rinaldi doesn't miss it. His razor-sharp gaze is fixed on Joakim as he asks Nicholas, “WHO is this other person?” Nicholas looks at him, “A woman... who has nothing to do with the matter itself and unfortunately got caught up in all of this!” Joakim clenches his hands into fists at Nicholas' words, causing his knuckles to protrude white. “Hmm, and why is she important then?” Rinaldi wants to know further, still watching Joakim.

“Because she's important!” he growls softly and glares at Rinaldi with pitch-black eyes, on the verge of losing his temper. “Ah... well, that answered my question!” Rinaldi smiles and leans back again. Nicholas gives Joakim a quick glance. He hasn't seen the Swede this unruly for a long time... not that that could be a problem. “Are all the questions settled now?” he asks coldly. Ferrara and De Luca confer quietly, Rinaldi's gaze continues to rest on Joakim, who stares coldly at the table. “All right... we think we can come to an agreement!” Ferrara then declares, De Luca nods. In one smooth movement, Rinaldi suddenly draws his pistol and shoots Ferrara, then moves on to De Luca, but stops in his action as Joakim holds his pistol to his head, “Don't fucking move!” he presses out. Nicholas looks angrily at Doi's men, “WHY DOES HE HAVE A GUN?!” he shouts at them. Rinaldi raises his hands apologetically, the gun dangling from his thumb. Joakim immediately disarms him, continuing to hold his gun in Rinaldi's face. “What the fuck?” he hisses. “Ferrara and De Luca would sell their own grandmother for money!” Rinaldi spits out, ”And are just as untrusting.…”

“No... that's not true....” stammers De Luca, pale as a sheet. Joakim and Rinaldi stare into each other's eyes. Rinaldi raises an eyebrow questioningly. Not a second later, another shot whips through the night and Nicholas stands up, cursing, “God, Joakim!!! What was that all about?” he hisses angrily. “Rinaldi is right... Ferrara and De Luca would have betrayed us to Folio at the first opportunity. Taken our money and pandered to Folio again....” growls Joakim, now aiming at Rinaldi again. “Smart decision!” he smiles. “Fine, wonderful, and who's to say that YOU won't do the same?” Nicholas is furious. Meanwhile, Doi's men carry the two bodies out of the room. “Because he has a reason to betray Folio... a good reason!” growls Joakim. Rinaldi tilts his head approvingly, “Bravo Swede... at least the explosion didn't hurt your brain!” “But you could almost mean it....” growls Nicholas angrily, ‘Put the damn gun down now, or are you going to kill him too?’ he snaps at Joakim, who lowers his weapon in response. “Talk... why do you hate Folio and want him dead?” Joakim growls at Rinaldi. “First I want to know why you hate Folio and who exactly this woman is?” Rinaldi hisses back. “God in heaven....” growls Nicholas, throwing his hands up in the air. “She's doing absolutely nothing here!” growls Joakim.

“Yes, she does. It's always the women who make men do crazy things... or am I not right?” Rinaldi looks from Joakim to Nicholas, who is now staring at him too. Rinaldi leans back, “So Folio has a woman in his hands who is important to you...” pointing at Joakim, “And is threatening another woman who is important to you!” and then points at Nicholas. They both stare at Rinaldi in silence. “Well, and Folio has a woman on his conscience who was important to me, more important than anything else. THAT is my motivation, to harm Folio wherever I can, to destroy him!” Rinaldi explains simply. Nicholas and Joakim nod slowly. “Well, now, with our Cuban friend here, I know it must be Nadja Petrova... You two weren't exactly tactful.... But I'm not sure about you, Swede... I have my suspicions, but please be so free as to confirm them! It's Doi's doctor, isn't it?” “She is NOT his!” growls Joakim angrily, ”Never was and never will be. Olivia belongs to me!” Rinaldi nods with a smile, “Good that we've cleared that up!”

“Wonderful!” growls Nicholas sarcastically, ”Can we please get back to the essentials, because we're running out of time!” “Of course!” nods Rinaldi.

“Your price, how high is it?” Nicholas wants to know bluntly. “Not high.... .just Folio's head. And I would appreciate it if I were the one to take him down! Or, if that's not possible, that he at least knows that it was ME who heralded his end!” growls Rinaldi hatefully. Nicholas stares at him open-mouthed, but Joakim nods at him grimly, “Deal!” Olivia sits stiffly and uncomfortably at the large table in the Folios' dining room, feeling Jelena's stabbing gaze again. Damn you, you stupid bitch, Olivia thinks to herself angrily, I hope you don't really think I want something from your fuckin husband... But the other glances thrown her way don't make her feel any better either. Curiosity is the least of it. No, it's more the greedy, lustful looks that worry her, especially that she doesn't know what Folio is up to with her and what this spectacle is supposed to be about. She almost wishes he had simply thrown her into a cellar, locked her up and left her alone. “All this is La Famiglia... and like in every family, there are pleasant, less pleasant and even disgusting family members!” she suddenly hears the soft voice of Donna Alessandra, who is sitting next to her, in her ear. Olivia looks at her in astonishment. “Well, some of them aren't really relatives, but they're still family. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?” Donna Alessandra continues. Olivia nods slowly, “Family is family and sticks together no matter what!” Donna Alessandra nods appreciatively, “You're quick on the uptake, I appreciate that!” her gaze flits to Jelena, then she sighs, “And you're not just pretty, like some of the others at this table.....” Olivia bites her lips quickly to keep from laughing. “But she's Famiglia.... You're not!” Donna Alessandra adds seriously and Olivia nods understandingly. Olivia notices Folio whispering to the man sitting next to him several times, both of them looking back at her. She stoically pokes at her food, pretending not to notice. FUCK, what is this bastard up to, she asks herself again and again. Her thoughts, as well as the conversation, are interrupted when a man enters the dining room, smiling apologetically, and walks over to Donna Alessandra, takes her hand and kisses it, “Sorry, Aunt.... I'm heartbroken, but I was delayed!” “Davide, that's unforgivable....” growls Donna Alessandra, but her beaming smile belies her statement.

Charmingly, the newcomer turns to Olivia, “Oh, a new face in this oh-so-familiar and damned group?” he smiles and Olivia can't help but smile a little too. This man has a natural charm that she can't completely resist. She looks at him curiously. Like the other men present, he is well dressed, a light gray suit, charcoal gray shirt and tie, probably tailor-made, as the fit is impeccable. His long, dark hair, streaked with gray and white strands, is combed back and tied into a bun at the nape of his neck. “She's a temporary guest here!” Donna Alessandra explains, ”Olivia, her name is Olivia!” “Hmm, I'm pleased to meet you, Olivia. I'm Davide, Davide Rinaldi, a cousin of Don Folio and something of a black sheep here in this oh so honorable family!” Rinaldi introduces himself to Olivia, almost spitting Don Folio out. “Davide!” hisses Donna Alessandra angrily, but he doesn't care. “DAVIDE!” Folio yells at him, ”Where have you been? And where are Ferrara and De Luca?” “I was held up for a moment...” Davide grins and winks his eye meaningfully, ”Where the other two are stuck.... No idea?!” he shrugs his shoulder nonchalantly. “Damn, it's not like them to be late without an excuse or not to come at all!” Folio grumbles and waves one of his henchmen over, whispers to him and then sends him away. Rinaldi watches this with lowered eyelids. After the meal, everyone suddenly stands up and Olivia looks around in confusion. “Get up!” hisses Donna Alessandra to her, which Olivia does immediately. Folio leads everyone into another room, the closest thing to a living room, and asks them to be quiet. “I'm glad you're all here today!” he begins with a smile, ”I can proudly say that we've come a good deal closer to our common goal! Taking over the city first and the state next... then the country....” Olivia listens to him, stunned. What is this megalomaniac talking about? “We'll either drive the other clans out of here or wipe them out, just like they tried to do to us!” Folio continues, his face contorted with rage.

“Volkov and his descendants have already been finished off, even if it broke my sweet Yelena's heart. She loved her uncle, didn't she, sweetie?” he smiles warmly at Yelena, who is standing next to him. Olivia feels sick and Donna Alessandra also grimaces a little, but immediately regains her composure. “Volkov, or rather his favorite killer and foster son, the Swede, has many of our loved ones, our allies on his conscience... as well as my brother and my sister.... Ironically, it was Karlsson of all people who killed Volkov and his clan....” Folio laughs with amusement, ‘Unfortunately, the bastard is already burning in hell for this... otherwise it would have been a special pleasure for me to bring him to death slowly!’ His gaze pierces Olivia, who turns pale. A few eyes follow Folio's gaze and look at Olivia unblinkingly. “But let's move on to Nadja Petrowa, the heiress.... She's gotten away with twice now, which shows that she's smart for once and has the devil on her side... no human has that kind of luck.... So next time we must succeed in rendering her harmless. Alexei, her right-hand man, and her husband, Sergei, should probably follow her... I've been told they're quite loyal.” Folio continues chatting affably. Olivia goes cold, just realizing that Folio is talking openly about his plans in front of her...

God, he's going to kill me, it races through her mind and she feels dizzy. “Well?” Rinaldi looks at her questioningly, who seems to have suddenly appeared next to her out of nowhere and puts an arm around her waist, ”Too much red wine? It's strong, imported straight from Italy!” Olivia shakes her head, “No, probably the air here....” she chokes out and tries to pull away, but Rinaldi tightens his grip, making Olivia flinch. “Could it be that we have friends in common?” Rinaldi smiles, ”We know each other from somewhere!” “Hardly possible!” Olivia shakes her head and tries to free herself from his grip again. “Hmm, I think so.... A certain friend comes to mind... He has a long scar on his face!” smiles Rinaldi. Olivia stares at him, then has to swallow. “I knew it!” Rinaldi clicks his tongue. “Where....” hisses Olivia, her heart racing and hope burgeoning in her stomach. “Not here!” growls Rinaldi quickly and Olivia nods understandingly. Folio has continued talking in the meantime. “And finally Doi.... The greatest evil here.... Our great benefactor.... My father is dead because of him... However, we have managed to get our hands on Doi. He's currently on the bottom floor of this house and enjoys my special attention!” Folio smiles sardonically. Olivia goes cold again and closes her eyes. God, what has this maniac done to Noah, she wonders.

“Now we come to our guest here....” Folio's voice echoes in the room and all eyes turn to Olivia, who opens hers again in horror. Folio steps up to her, “Ah, I see you've already made Davide's acquaintance....” he grins. Rinaldi looks at him coolly. “You apologize?” Folio asks Rinaldi and more or less takes Olivia out of his arms, pulling her close to him. Olivia automatically stiffens and Rinaldi's gaze darkens briefly, but then beams at Folio again, “Of course, COUSIN!” he smiles. It feels like ALL eyes are on Olivia, who desperately hopes she can just faint, which of course she can't. “THIS here, is Olivia Knox... a blameless, young, talented doctor who sacrificially cares for her, mostly destitute, patients!” Folio explains, mockery resonating in his voice. Olivia would have liked to hit him. “What her patients do NOT know, however, and probably neither do her colleagues and superiors... she has a penchant for mobsters or even killers... isn't that right, dear?” Folio smiles at her. Olivia's looks have the potential to burn him to ashes here and now.... “Don't be shy... you weren't with Karlsson and Doi either!” he hisses in her ear and squeezes her hand in his.

Olivia flinches, but doesn't say a word, just stares at him with hatred. Folio bends her hand into an angle that causes her insane pain, yet no sound escapes her lips. Donna Alessandra clears her throat conspicuously, causing Folio's grip to loosen. Olivia fights to hold back her tears. Just don't start crying, it hammers in her head, not in front of this mob. “Well, I guess she is shy after all....” Folio laughs and almost everyone else joins in his laughter. “But well... let's just say she likes killers, mobsters, the bad guys....” grins Folio, ”And her current lover is stuck downstairs.... Unfortunately, he hasn't been very cooperative so far when it comes to information... account data, customer data and all that stuff... supply chains, his individual companies... he's got quite a few of those.....” Folio lists, ”But I have a feeling he'll be more forthcoming if we give him the right incentive....” Olivia feels sick. “Which brings us back to our lovely young doctor here...” he hisses hatefully and Olivia begins to tremble with fear. God, what is he up to, she wonders. “Since Doi is insensitive to pain, I wonder if he's also insensitive to her pain....” Folio rumbles and suddenly rips open Olivia's cleavage with a powerful jerk. Horrified, she pulls the neckline back together and stares at the man next to her. “NO!” Donna Alessandra's voice suddenly barks across the room, ‘You weren't brought up like this!’ she declares harshly. “No... but I was made this way by our enemies!” growls Folio softly, ”Or have you forgotten everything? The pain, the suffering?” “No... but you don't hurt women and children... your father taught you that principle, it's dishonorable!” Donna Alessandra replies coldly. “Maybe, but father is dead!” Folio contradicts his mother. “But I'm not!” counters Donna Alessandra, ”I love you, my son, but you're crossing a line that can't be forgiven!” Folio stares angrily at his mother, “SHE was the mistress of the man who killed your son and your little daughter. MY brother and MY sister... NOW the mistress of the man who not only took our father, but almost everything.... And you want to spare her? She's just as guilty....” Olivia prays desperately for a miracle. “Maybe it's enough if you just show her to him the way she looks right now... with her dress torn...” Rinaldi's voice is heard. He steps up to Olivia, puts his thumb on her lips and smears the dark red lipstick across her chin. He looks at her seriously. Folio stares at him in disbelief. “Your cousin is right! Try it out!” his mother nods.

“Or just leave her with him for the night... maybe she can convince him. You can always torture, rape or kill her later!” Rinaldi shrugs his shoulders, seemingly indifferent. Folio has just lost it, he hadn't expected such massive opposition. “What is it now?” his mother wants to know, ”Do you want information from Doi now or do you want revenge on this woman who you only suspect knew all this...” “You don't think she didn't know anything, that she's innocent, do you?” Folio snaps at her. “Who knows what kind of sob story the Swede told her.... A parentless foundling in the Russian mafia....” snorts Donna Alessandra, ”And Doi... well, charming, handsome, rich.... Outwardly a benefactor and he funds her clinic...” “Mamma...” Folio is speechless. “So... what are you doing now?” Donna Alessandra wants to know. Folio clenches his jaw, he hates being pushed and even more so being shown off and that's exactly what's happening here.

“Then we'll just take her to Doi.... like this,” he growls angrily, also knowing that it's unwise to go against his mother, as Donna Alessandra is still a powerful woman who normally stays in the background but still holds all the strings in her experienced hands.

“A wise decision, my son!” smiles Donna Alessandra benevolently. “I'd like to come with you, if you don't mind, cousin!” smiles Rinaldi quickly. Folio looks at him skeptically, but then nods, not wanting to demonstrate any disagreement in front of those present, as Rinaldi is close family. Olivia, meanwhile, feels she has just escaped her bitter end... for now.

“When will Rinaldi finally get in touch?” growls Joakim, pacing back and forth again. “God, sit down already!” Nadja hisses at him, ”You're making me nervous!” “FUCK...” he bangs angrily on the doorframe. “Jesus, Joakim... you still need your hands!” Nicholas hisses at him. The atmosphere is more than charged. After their meeting with Rinaldi, Nicholas immediately takes Nadja out of the hospital and brings her to Doi's hunting lodge, where they are all now. Except for Alexei, who is still too unwell and needs medical treatment. However, Nicholas has positioned a handful of Doi's men and just as many of Nadja's men in the hospital so that nothing happens to him. “I can't stand it.... What if he lures us into a trap? What if Olivia....” Joakim doesn't manage to finish the sentence. “Folio will need Olivia alive... she's no good to him dead!” Nadja tries to reassure him.

The look he gives her in return speaks volumes. “Nadja... just shut up!” he hisses at her. “But Nadja's right... she's no good to him dead. Besides, I have a good feeling about Rinaldi!” growls Nicholas. “Hmm,” grumbles Joakim irritably, then goes to the door, ‘I need some fresh air!’ and slams it behind him. “God, I've never seen him so irritable, so upset and uncontrolled....” gulps Nadja. “I'd feel the same way if Folio had you in his hands!” Nicholas explains gently and sits down next to Nadja on the couch, takes her in his arms and kisses her tenderly. “I'm afraid he'll go crazy if something happens to her!” whispers Nadja. “I'm afraid of that too....” sighs Nicholas, ”So we have to get her out first and preferably take Nobu with us... because I'm more worried about him right now, to be honest!” “Pff... Doi is a cat, keeps falling on his paws and has seven lives!” hisses Nadja. “I hope you're right!” grumbles Nicholas, unconvinced.

Joakim storms down the porch steps, pursued by the prying eyes of the armed yakuza, but they don't stop him. He needs to be alone... needs to clear his head, he realizes. He's completely useless like this, more of a danger than a help. And he knows that he has to work again, otherwise Olivia will be lost. It is only when he is a good distance from the house that he slows down and finally comes to a halt. Full of rage and fear, he looks around, but there is no one to be heard or seen. He begins to roar... screaming out all his anger, frustration, hatred as well as his all-encompassing, engulfing fear and despair. He pounds a tree with his fists and then falls against it, sobbing and crying, and slowly slides down it until he remains sitting exhausted on the ground, his cheek pressed against the rough bark of the conifer. Joakim breathes in and out deeply, tears still streaming down his face, pleading with anyone who might hear him to bring his Liv back to him, alive and unharmed. Joakim has no idea how long he's been leaning against the tree, but when his shoulder is shaken, he jumps up, startled, and grabs the troublemaker by the collar, raising his fist, ready to strike, “FUCK, Karlsson!” growls Nicholas and pushes away from him, ‘You fucking idiot fell asleep out here!’ Nicholas doesn't mention what Joakim looks like right now. You can see that he's been crying, his hands and knuckles torn open and bleeding... probably because he hit a tree, Nicholas assumes. “Hmm,” Joakim grumbles, wiping his hands. “Damn it, stop that!” growls Nicholas, gripping his hand tightly, ”This needs to be taken care of! And again... you NEED your hands... right now... we know WHERE Olivia is. Rinaldi just got in touch. She's alive and well according to the circumstances, Donna Alessandra, Folio's mother seems to find her interesting and has her hand on her!” Speechless, Joakim stares at Nicholas, swallows, “She's fine?!” he whispers hoarsely. “Yes!” nods Nicholas softly and Joakim breaks down in his arms, clinging to the slightly smaller man and letting the tears of his fear, despair and anger run free.

“WHEN are we going to go in there and get them out?” growls Joakim as they are all back in the hunting lodge together. “As soon as Rinaldi gives us the green light. He's preparing everything and is already gathering all the other information for us. He really means it!” Nicholas explains calmly. “It could be too late by then!” Joakim presses out indignantly. “No... because Olivia has protectors in him and probably also in Donna Alessandra, who will just leave her to Folio or one of his men!” Nicholas shakes his head. “FUCK... you know WHAT they can do to her....” Joakim cries out in exasperation. “Not as long as Donna Alessandra has any influence. And Olivia will know that and act accordingly. She's not stupid, Joakim. She knows what to do, how to behave!” explains Nicholas urgently. “FUCK!!! WE'RE NOT TALKING ABOUT ANYONE, BUT LIV!” Joakim yells at him, stunned. Nadja looks worriedly at Nicholas, who clenches his jaw. “Joakim.... I know... that's why we're going to get her out as soon as possible. Only at this point it's not possible because the fucking house is crawling with mobsters and their followers. So we wait!” Nicholas sighs. Joakim stares at him as if he wants to strangle him on the spot. “Nothing will happen to her!” Nadja explains gently, ”Why don't you take a hot shower first... put on some fresh clothes... you're still wearing your dirty clothes.....” Joakim gives her a venomous look, which Nadja returns coldly, “SO you're not helping her either, dirty, bloodstained....” she draws in a sharp breath, “Stinking!” Joakim's look turns murderous, God this woman still has it in her to drive him to white heat. “Nadja's right, you know that!” Nicholas joins in again. “FUCK!” he shouts and storms out of the room. Everyone in the room looks after him with mixed feelings. “Is he a problem?” wants to know Sato, who has taken Geto's place after his death and represents Doi's interests. “No, he's not!” Nicholas snorts immediately. “Hmm,” Sato tilts his head. “Hands off Joakim!” growls Nadja, ”Nobody lays a hand on him. He'll come around!” The look Nicholas gives her speaks volumes...

Joakim storms into his room, slams the door.... He knows himself that he's acting like an idiot, which only makes him angrier that he absolutely can't get himself under control. But this damned fear for his Liv is driving him crazy. He breathes in and out deeply, then sniffs his armpit. Fuck, Nadja's right... he stinks and he's dirty.

Sighing, he sinks onto the bed, unlaces his combat boots and kicks them into a corner of the room, then pulls the remains of his turtleneck shirt over his head with a groan, throws it on the floor and sinks back into the soft pillows. Fuck... he's tired, so infinitely tired.... Tired of all this, the violence, the hate, the murder... and yet he's forced to do all this again... again he comes to the point that he was a complete idiot and should have taken Olivia with him right away... Fuck.... His face contorted in pain, he turns to the side, the adrenaline in his body must have run out so slowly that he feels the pain again... FUCK, gunshot wounds are disgusting and hurt like hell, the bruises from the shots on the bulletproof vest almost more so, he reminds himself. He has his pain medication in his apartment... fuck. Joakim pulls himself together, gets up, gets rid of the rest of his clothes and goes into the bathroom, where he turns on the shower. When he looks in the mirror, he realizes how tired he really is, how exhausted. The man looking back at him looks drained, has deep shadows under his eyes and looks almost gaunt. The dark, thick beard and moustache add to this. God, when this is over, he'll want to sleep for at least a week..…

The hot water that splashes on his maltreated body makes him groan pleasantly, luckily he listened to Nadja, he admits reluctantly. After drying himself off, he goes to the closet. FUCK... of course Doi has made provisions for guests... miserable bastard.... But Joakim is also glad that there are fresh clothes in the closet, he wouldn't necessarily have wanted to walk around naked... and the old clothes... no, not really. The sweatpants and T-shirt fit perfectly and Joakim lets himself fall back onto the soft bed, not bothered by his wet hair.... His thoughts are elsewhere... with Liv.... He clings desperately to the thought that she is alive, that she has protectors around her... concentrates on her and tries to fight against the sleep that is taking an ever more urgent toll. Joakim's eyes close and, with Liv in his thoughts, he falls asleep within seconds.

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Could I request Jakurai and Doppo (In a poly relationship) subtly fighting over who will get a lap pillow from their s/o?

That is my place!✨

Ahhhh~~~~ Soo cute❤️💜! Just imagining Jakurai fighting over something like this makes me very tender, but adding to that the little puppy Doppo is more than I can resist!😭

Warnings: None!

Jakurai x Reader x Doppo

° It was so rare that their days off coincided, that the simple fact that the three of them had woken up together and lazed in bed until late filled them with joy. Prolonged caresses added to the sighs of joy that were delighting her ears.

° The peace is disturbed by Jakurai's phone with a work call, apologizing, he leaves the room to talk calmly. Almost at the same moment Doppo remembers that he must send an important email if he wants to have a day off again, complaining he goes to the computer, he wants to get it over with quickly.

° You wait a while for them, sitting down slowly stretching yourself very lazily. You are about to start putting on your slippers when Jakurai arrives, he sees you in the perfect position to lie on your thighs kissing the crown of your head, he brushes his hair to one side and is about to put his head down when Doppo comes running jumping on the bed, causing it to shake and the doc to miss the opportunity.

° "ahhh, that damn boss..." crawling on the sheets, he gropes for your body and hugging your stomach he approaches you burying his face in your back, he starts to turn to be on your legs, but is stopped by Jakurai. He crosses an arm over your legs, blocking the redhead. At that moment, they both understood that they wanted the same thing and they were not going to give up the place to the other.

° "Doppo, honey are you sure you finished?" He digs his elbow into the mattress and rests his head on his hand, subtly defending his place. "You can take your time" he says smiling calmly.

° "It's not necessary, my love, I'm done" he replied, looking at him fixedly and tucking a lock of hair behind the doctor's ear. "Your call seemed important, don't you have to check something?" He refuses to leave his place, so still holding you from behind, he puts his hands on your legs. That way if he wanted to lie down, he couldn't touch your thighs.

° "Now that you mention it, yesterday you said you were going to buy a cake, what if you bring it for breakfast?" He entwines his fingers with Doppo and kisses the back of his hand, seeking by means of pampering that he gives up the idea of him, but this office worker does not give up so quickly. "Ah, but I can ask for that to deliver, would you be so kind as to pass me your cell phone?" He asks putting him in check, he must get up yes or yes and he knows that this is what the redhead expects.

° "ah! So I want to ask for it" standing up quickly you look for the cell phone to make the order. Your speed was such that it took them off guard, they weren't going to allow you to move either, pulling you at the same time they sit you in your place. "Hey…" with the phone to your ear, you ignore them to place the order.

° They remain silent, but that's not why they stop competing. Doppo has one leg over yours, a little staring duel takes place between them. The doctor isn't going to give up for so little, so holding her gently, he pulls her away from you and despite all the strength the redhead exerts, he is easily defeated by the other man.

° Believing himself victorious, he is about to put his head down when he feels a soft obstacle. A pillow gets in the way of her goal, pretending to help her, she relocates it to one side of you, leaving your legs clear once again. They again exchange hearty smiles with a little glint of competitiveness.

° You may notice that something is happening, but your attention is on something else at that moment. Meanwhile, they keep pushing on your lap, they are saying something in each other's ear and you can't hear it. "Guys, what are you doing?" You say at the end of the call. They keep whispering things to each other, so they don't pay attention to you.

° If they're so entertained with each other, then you could leave without them complaining, but your intent is eclipsed when you're just about to settle your feet. "No honey, it's very important that you stay like this" Jakurai holds your left shoulder and puts a hand on your thigh on the same side, on your right Doppo is doing exactly the same.

° "May I know what they are doing?" Your question is ignored again. "Could you make some tea? It's so delicious for you..." The redhead's question was addressed to the doctor. "But we can wait for the cake, it's just a while longer…" Even though you answer, no one listens to you. "Oh and if you better make that coffee that taught you to prepare Hifumi… s/o and I loved it, didn't we?" Only then do they look at you and realize you're frowning.

° "love... did something happen?..." Doppo asks advanced on you, but he can't get very far before you're the one who pushes him. Pulling their hands off your shoulders, you squeeze them into yours. "What are they doing?" You question them by twisting your head "nothing" they answer in unison.

° You stare at them waiting for them to say something else but they remain silent, you don't believe them at all. "Don't get mad, it ruins your sweet face" Jakurai kisses the place where your eyebrows meet, while taking advantage of the carelessness, your other lover tries to rest his head on your thighs but is stopped, forcing him to move away.

° "That's right, could you smile for us?" Doppo changes places by kissing your cheek at the same time that he prevents the doctor from winning the place. Since they don't know which way to go, they just smile at you, hoping you'll do the same.

° " Jakurai darling, could you bring me some water?" Ah, he knows that he lost, there is no way to refuse that, so he will comply with your request. Upon returning, Doppo is occupying the much-disputed place almost purring from your caresses in his hair, the doctor's calm gaze is slightly altered with his eyes fixed like daggers on his opponent. Who totally oblivious to that, turns in your lap avoiding his eyes to look at you, catches your other hand and places it on his cheek, rubbing against it like a little kitten.

° His moment of glory does not last long, because his cell phone rings and you encourage him to answer, no matter how quickly he went in search of the device, his place was won by Jakurai and from the door frame he could see how he enjoyed being lying there, enjoying the caresses that a moment ago were for him. Answering your pampering, he subtly lifts your shirt and places a kiss on your abdomen, tickling you.

° Doppo wanted to hang up as soon as possible, but from the other side of the line they wouldn't leave him alone, he could only helplessly watch as the doctor became more comfortable there. When he can finally hang up, there was no place for him anymore. You were cradling his body in your lap, while Jakurai wrapped an arm around your hip giving you a lazy hug.

° "What's wrong?... Come here" you say calling him with your hand, his sad look shrinks your heart and moving your lover slightly, you make a place for him too. Automatically your attentions are divided between the two of them in equal parts.

° Perhaps neither of you is satisfied with sharing at this moment, but they will not deny your pampering. Turning their heads on your lap, they look at each other for a second before ending the competitiveness, sealing their silent agreement with a kiss. "So they were up to something!" You start to laugh, they feel a little embarrassed so their cheeks turn a slightly pinkish tone. Your laughter ends up dispelling even the slightest trace of competence.

[slashingdisneypasta]

OK EVER SINCE YOU ANSWERED THE SAD SMARTY-POP EXCERPT, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT DRAGON!TOON PATROL (and princess Poppy *cough*). Now that asks are open, I need to vent these thoughts.

I'm not entirely sure how they'd work in this AU. But all five of these dragons somehow found each other, and have decided its best to stay together. I can't decide if they hang around an abandoned, dilapidated castle or they've got a big cave in the mountains (maybe they could be the reason the castle was abandoned? 👀)

Smartass is the smallest dragon, but that only gives him more incentive to be as tough and viscious possible. It's how he can be the leader of these insane overgrown lizards.

Greasy is a sort of secondary leader, when for whatever reason Smartass isn't available to keep everyone in check. And even has been the mastermind behind some of their raids. One thing is for certain though; His tastes in the fairer sex go beyond scales (ladies? 👀)

Wheezy is the silent, scary one of the group with the best fire breather of them all. Dirty, kind of torn up, and smoke billowing from his mouth all times, this dragon's favorite places to terrorize/raid are tobacco farms (no cigarettes, but he can chew the stuff)

Psycho is the one who gets the most kicks out of striking fear in humans the most. While the others may be busy finding whatever goods that interest them in a village, Psycho can easily be found chasing the villagers.

Stupid, although the strongest and biggest, is the most easily swayed dragon out of them all. You could offer this big lug food, and he'll gladly take the bribe.

To keep with the gang theme, maybe these guys keep a few villages in line? If the people give them what they want, they'll be mostly left alone. (I'm not quite sure. I haven't though of much lore behind this AU 😅)

I'm not sure how Doom could come into play here. Maybe he could be a corrupt king that pays them to do his dirty work like in the Fairytale AU?

I don't have tid-bits for all the dragon boys, but here's one for Wheezy. I imagine that he can do some pretty neat tricks with his fire. Like blowing out certain shapes, or knowing how to control it where it won't burn you, but just leave a very hot tickle. Imagine him showing them off to you 👀

Alright, I wasn't sure if I should have included Poppy in this, but I feel obligated to share my thoughts XD Poppy is a princess who got married off to a prince who treats her coldly (Ben). When the dragons attacked her home, by some circumstance or another, she got taken (I'm not quite sure how yet. Maybe she was trying to be diplomatic and it all went wrong. Maybe it was Smartass just being cruel to the royals. Or maybe it was Greasy's idea because- you know why 🙄 or Psycho felt enamored with her). Either this can go in a classic Beauty and the Beast style, or a angsty/darker route.

Anyways, those are my thoughts! I hope dragon weasels bring you as much joy as they've been bringing me lately XD

DRAGONS!!

Sorry for the late reply, I am finished with Placement but I still have assignments to finish and get before... well, the end of today 😅 Its okay though, I only have 2 left. I am very very excited to hear about dragons!!

First of all- YES to the idea of them causing a castle to be abandoned!! I can only imagine the chaos, but its glorious. These 5 terrifying, mean dragons deciding this place is their new place, and they have some fun with the humans there for a while (By which i mean Psycho and Greasy had fun with them... ) ... but when they escaped, that was fine, now they have the place to themselves! XD

Ahhhh! I love them!! || Smartass being kind of feral?? Like, I bet he's bigger then a human but he's smaller then the other dragons so he's so vicious-- that would be terrifying. I love that! || Greasy... Greasy lemme just quickly remind you I am a Certified monster fucker- || WHEEZY! Okay he is definitely my favourite. I'm imagining gassy, fumy smoke just slipping and rolling uncontrollably outta the corners of his mouth at all times, so he looks monstrous and gross. And just, the fact that you mentioned he'll chew the tobacco!! (Cowboy!!) and also the tricks! XD Yesssss, that's so cool XDD || OF COURSE you are the gremlin dragon, Psycho, of course XD I love this, its so perfect for him. I kindof imagine him to be a more lithe, lizard-like dragon. Creepy to be around, freaky to look at. Genuinely makes the hair on the back of your neck stand up. || Awwww Stupid!! He is my next favourite after Wheezy XDD I wanna feed him so bad!! I wanna make him my huge terrifying dragon friend XD I will take a leaf out of Mrs Bickermans book XD Not Sadie's... though- maybe if I could get Ben- XD

And yes!! Always include Poppy! When in doubt, include her ^^ You knowwww she's canon to me XD And ahhhh! I love all those ideas, I honestly dunno which I like more <3

[astr0-philia]

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟜: 𝕄𝕒𝕪𝕓𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕚𝕟'𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕕!

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Some memes to start of the chapter:

 

[Third person]:

It felt surreal, like she was floating in a dream. [Y/n] was entering the Pomefiore dorm and never had she seen such a regal and beautiful architecture in her whole 700+ years of living.

Rook led [Y/n] through the hallway explaining each bit of the dorm in great detail and passion. He looked like he was infatuated with the dorm. It was amusing to watch as he would go in detail, with joy and pride written all over his face. It was cute and quite funny.

Then he suddenly stopped in front of her, making her hit his back with her face. He turned to [Y/n] quickly as she started rubbing her nose, as it was still in pain as he asked.

"Dame Princesse! Have I told you about our magnifique housewarden Vil Schoenheit?" he questioned with eyes twinkling with curiosity. As if he were expecting her to know the guy called Vil instantly.

[Y/n] looked at him in confusion. "I have never heard of a person named Vil Schoenheit. More or less seen him either...." 

Rook's face dropped in horror as she spoke. He looked at her as if she had just killed his family and stole his riches. His eyes shone in disbelief and shock. She sweat-dropped as his gaze became even more intense and unnerving.

"Did I....say something wrong....?" she asked in uncertainty as she looked up at Rook.

Rook shook his head, as if trying to bring himself back to reality. He grabbed both of [Y/n]'s hands in his in haste and pulled her closer to him. 

"Non, Dame Princesse! You did nothing wrong. I was just quite shocked that you did not know of our housewarden." he replied with a smile on his face. It looked quite strained to say the least but [Y/n] chose to ignore it for her own good. 

"It's just that Roi du Poison is so popular here in twisted wonderland as a model and actor. Yet you do not know him." He filled her in with the information quickly.

'Ah....he doesn't know I'm from another world does he....' 

"Ahhhh....I am from the countryside where not a lot of information gets through to. So I guess that is why I didn't know about him at all!" [Y/n] couldn't believe she lied so badly through her teeth. He probably won't even believe her at this point!

As Rook examined her suspiciously to check for any hints of lying on her face, [Y/n] couldn't help but cringe at the thought of getting found out. He stared at her for quite long before jumping back and grinning at her. 

"Ah I knew you weren't lying mademoiselle! Now let us go and introduce you to Roi du Poison as you still don't know him!" Rook quickly grabbed her hand and dragged her too a big door in the middle of the hall . It was different from the other dorms around it. It stood out with its intricate designs and bigger size. 

At the top it had a label which said "Housewarden" on it with cursive letters and fancy designs. 

Rook knocked on the door with care. As if trying not to displace any of the designs on the door. They waited for a few seconds before an alluring and confident voice called out from the other side of the room.

"What is it now! Come in." exclaimed the voice with a hint of annoyance. 

'I guess he is annoyed as it is quite late right now....'

As they entered the room. In the middle of the room, stood the gorgeous man with all his glory. Hands crossed and standing like a model. He radiated authority and confidence as he stared at them as they walked into the room like they were small ants before him.

"Rook....what have I told you about not interrupting me when I am doing my skin care in the evening!" He exclaimed at Rook with even more annoyance than before, rubbing his temples. 

"Ah! Roi du Poison I wanted to introduce you to the new student in our dorm!" he stated, pushing [Y/n] in front of him with some force. 

'Nice way to put me on the spot dunce head....'

As [Y/n] regained her composure, she nervously looked up to meet the gaze of the beautiful man. Only to see that his face was filled with surprise as he looked at her with curious eyes. 

"Oh! So its you...." He smirked and looked at her up and down, sizing her up like he did before in the ceremony, to check if I had any flaws and such. [Y/n] turned to Rook feeling uncomfortable. Only to receive a nod of approval and understanding from him, with a strained smile once again.

"Well I guess you don't look half as bad as those potatoes that came in a while ago." He said exasperatedly at the thought of the new first year students. 

'Damn.'

"Uhmmm..... Nice to meet you [Y/n] Alastaire at your service!" She exclaimed in fake enthusiasm while bowing, trying to get on the beautiful man's good side. 

"Hmmm...." He came closer to her in a hurry and spoke again. "You must keep your shoulders straight when bowing, not slouched-" As he straightened her shoulders. "-you must always talk formally to a person you just met-" Grabbing her face with force making her look at him. "-and you must always keep a clear tone when speaking to someone who ranks above you in the system." He said, staring into her eye's.

Hah- what a joke. Him? Ranking above her? Wouldn't fucking dream on it. What was he a model? She's a princess, nothing beats that. 

[Y/n] looked at him with great annoyance and stood with confidence. Trying to defy him but he wouldn't budge.

"The name is Vil Schoenheit darling. Don't forget it." he said with amusement.

Rook then coughed nervously to get their attention, in which he succeeded, when they both snapped their heads towards him.

"Well then I shall go and lead Mademoiselle to her dorm room. Roi du Poison do I have permission to leave?" He asked politely and carefully, acting like he was walking on thin ice around Vil.

When Vil finally said yes after some convincing. Rook and [Y/n] were finally let go from the jaws of Vil's room to the hallway.

"Rook.....is Vil always this strict" [Y/n] asked with concern in her tone. As she couldn't believe what she had just experienced moments ago in Vil's room.

"Dame Princesse. Please do get used to Roi du Poison's attitude. This is the common personality of Vil, and nothing will change it." Rook mumbled to her. As if trying to make sense of the situation.

"Okay then! Now let us go to meet your new dorm mate, and see your new room!" exclaimed Rook going back to his normal attitude once again.

'Was he bipolar....?'

He then led [Y/n] through the hall again filled with portraits and pictures, before they stopped in front of another door like the previous they had entered. This one was a bit smaller than the other one and had less intricate designs on it . 

This time instead of knocking on the door like before. He swung it open with great force. Shocking both her and the person who was inside the room. 

"Ah yes. [Y/n] this is your dorm room and here are the spare keys to the dorm if you need-" passing her some keys in a hurry. 

"Wait a sec-"

"-and if you need me just go to the door across from Roi du Poison." Then he left, leaving both [Y/n] and the new stranger in the room looking like fools.

She turned around slowly towards the stranger she had been put into a room with. She stared at him in awe at the guy in front of her. The male had beautiful cotton candy like purple hair and shining blue eyes, which held pure innocence in them . Just as she was about to introduce herself to the cute looking boy. She was interrupted.

"Hah? You're my roommate? A GIRL ? I can't believe this...." The boy looked surprised yet quite annoyed as he looked at [Y/n]. 

'Huh? Maybe he is mad because I invaded his area...'

Quickly she bowed her head down towards him, shocking the cute boy.

"I am so very sorry that I invaded your place! I barged in and disturbed you. I am your roommate from today onwards and I hope you forgive me for this slight inconvenience." exclaimed at the cute guy in an apologetic tone. It shocked the cute boy after hearing her say those very words, as he raised his arms in alarm waving them in a haphazard way.

"N-no I didn't mean that in a mean way! It was just that I was a bit disturbed at the moment. I am sorry!" He exclaimed back in an apologetic way as well bowing down to her as well.

As they both lifted their heads up after a couple of seconds. They looked at each other. 

Fits of giggles erupted from their mouths as they both couldn't keep a straight face at the ridiculous situation. 

In the midst of the laughter they introduced themselves to each other.

"*Wheeze* M-my name is Epel Felmeir. What's yours?" He said before going back into his fit of laughter.

"W-well my na-name is [Y/n] Alastair. Nice to meet ya dude!" While also going into the same fit of laughter after some moments something happened.

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[Y/n] slapped a hand on her mouth in shock, as Epel also looked at her in disbelief.

The moment they had eye contact again they fell into fits of laughter once again. 

At this point both were a mess. Trying to grab on to whatever furniture was next to them to keep them standing straight and at one point [Y/n] had grabbed on to Epel and they both held each other as they were holding on to their lifelines. 

As the laughter started to diminish both Epel and [Y/n] regained their composure. 

"Heh. Nice to know that a person with a good sense of humor is my dorm mate." Stated Epel in amusement and happiness. 

"Me too dude. Me too." [Y/n] agreed with Epel as they spoke to each other.

As they started talking both started to have small talk and asking questions like "What's your favorite color?" or "What did you do before coming here." and stuff like that. 

"Well Epel. Once again with seriousness. I do apologize if I did invade your space in the beginning." Said [Y/n} once again.

"Aw shucks man! You ain't invading my space! You're my friend now!" exclaimed Epel in happiness, as he finally got his first friend in NRC. Even [Y/n] couldn't be any happier after hearing what Epel said. 

"Aw thank you Epel!" She shouted in glee as she hugged Epel. Epel couldn't help but blush at the action.

As the night drew in [Y/n] and Epel were still talking, with occasional fits of laughter here and there. 

At one point [Y/n] and Epel had dozed off and had fallen asleep on his bed.

'Hey this might not be as I thought it would be' [Y/n] thought before dosing back into a deep sleep.

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Bonus Scene:

"[Y/n] I don't get how Rook does all this french shit at all. He just goes 'Beaute', 'Non' and 'Roi du Poison' every single chance he has." Vented Epel to [Y/n] n] n] as she sat in front of him on her bed listening to him with keen ears.

"Well I mean it's Rook we are talking about Epel. It is bound to happen anyway!" explained to Epel as she also had no mental capacity to deal with Rook's shenanigans as well.

As their conversation went on outside the door Vil was walking in the hallways trying to get to his room. Just as he was walking past the doors. He couldn't help but eavesdrop at the conversation the 2 were having. So he lent an ear and put it in the gap of the door that was opened up in front of him. as he heard Epel speak again.

"-like one time he said 'I'll speak french between your legs'- " shocking Vil at the vulgar language.

"-and then he said 'The hottest things i ever been told.' " Vil was terrified to say the least at the moment. 

"I can just picture someone screaming bonjour at a penis" exclaimed [Y/n] trying to keep it going.

"Sacrebleu mademoiselle vagina" shouted Epel at the top of his lungs laughing out loud.

"Hon hon hon titty croissants" [Y/n] laughed with him.

*Wheeze*

" TITTY CROISSANTS?!" Epel wheezed at the comment.

"ROOK WOULD TOTALLY SAY THAT" [Y/n] cackled at the thought of it.

As the laughter went on inside the room. Vil stood there speechless, too shocked to even process what he had just heard. Shaking his head to bring himself back to his conscience. He muttered under his breath.

"None of you should ever be having sex-....." 

As he left the door never looking back, traumatized by the turn of events.

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Authors Note:

Hello everyone! I hope you like this chapter. I had a lot of fun writing the scenes and characters and I hope you like it too! Please don't forget to give me any advice you have. I want to try to make this book fun for you and everyone who is reading this book!

So if you do have some, I will be waiting for your advice!

Have a nice day and or night!

[sexymilfwitch]

You choose: B. First Date

Friday night, you have a date with a girl from college. She was an award-winning athlete and the star of most teams on campus. She was a womanizer, there were always rumors of different girls leaving her dorm. There was even a bet on who would be her next victim. You still remembered the first time you spoke to her. You were late for class, walking as fast as you could when in the middle of the way a brunette was bent down tying her shoes, and with several bags occupying the entire corridor. You with all possible education asked.

“Would you excuse me halfway? It's taking up the whole hallway and I need to get through."

The brunette gets up, she had a charming look and an incredible perfume. She looks you up and down smiling before holding out her hand.

“Hi I'm Kate Bishop, I'm moving into the next dorm.”

You knew very well who she was, just as you knew she was moving out on a petition since her dates tended to keep the whole building awake and that was the kind of drama you didn't need.

“Nice Kate Bishop, now you may excuse me.”

She takes a step to the side and you hurried past while Kate gave a malicious smile, she had already decided that you would be her next conquest. But her plans were thwarted. No matter what she does, you didn't fall for her charms. She tried to win you over with gifts, inviting you places, and once she even knocked on your door in just her bra and panties asking if you had sugar to lend her. Close to her, you looked bored but when she walked away you couldn't resist smiling for the biggest womanizer in college now looking at you with puppy dog eyes. In the beginning, she still met one and another girl until she realized that she didn't want any of them, she wanted you and only you. In a moment of desperation, she knocks on your door, and as soon as you open it she asks you.

“What do I have to do for you to go on a date with me?”

It had been a while since you decided to give her a chance but it was so much fun watching her try to win you over that you had decided to wait for her to have the courage to ask you in the right way.

“Asking me on a date is a good way.”

The blue-eyed brunette looked at you open-mouthed and speechless, pausing for a moment before stalling with her words.

“Well… yeah… in that case… would you go on a date with me?”

“Sure, Friday night, 7 pm, you pick me up, wear something nice.”

You reply excitedly before closing the door, just for the small sadistic pleasure of knowing that Kate was in shock on the other side of the door. And that's how you set up your first date. Now you were deciding which outfit you should wear. You wanted this date to be perfect. Despite all the seduction games with Kate, you liked her, you knew that underneath the womanizing and extra confident appearance, there was a sweet and gentle girl who was afraid to get attached and end up getting hurt. It's that girl you were going on a date with tonight, so you wanted it to work out. Kate deserved the best and you would make sure she got it. After analyzing you finally decided which outfit to wear.

Choice time. What clothes are you going to wear and what are you going to do on this date?

A. Casual wear, you are going to go out and watch a movie. B. Fancy clothes, you are going to dinner at an expensive restaurant. C. Pajamas, you're going to have a cozy night in the dorm. D. Sportswear, Kate is going to take her to an axe-throwing place.

AHHHH katie!!! ummm as fun as D would be i think i’m gonna have to choose B!!

[aquareegia]

I don't know what you already answered because my sick brain cannot remember it but.. choose one you didn't answer so far and maybe my personal one "What are your goals you want to achieve next year?".✨️🤍

I wish you a very lovely day today, hope it isn't too bad.🥺🫶🏼 you are so loved.:3

Ahhhh sorry for the late reply, I just saw it! 😣🙏

OK then I'll pick "Favorite musical artist / group you started listening to this year?" bc that way I get to talk a bit about music I like, haha.

So obviously my favourite artist is Sleep Token, I've never fallen so deeply in love with someone's music before. I think I've gushed about them enough already tho bc atp I'm just a broken record declaring my love for this band every day lol. Another band I've gotten into this year is Imminence, I'm an absolute sucker for metal with classical influences and Imminence does it so beautifully! I'm really looking forward to their new record bc the released singles so far were all an absolute feast to my ears!

And for goals, I basically only have one and it's: survive. 😊

Thank you! I hope your day was ok despite being sick, get well soon too! 🥺🫶

Thank you for the ask! You are so loved. 🫶

[irritablepoe]

oh?? mushitarou is in the blorbo supreme ranks? you gots any headcanons???

anon, i'm so sorry for the late reply, i hope you will forgive me <3

idk if i would call what i have "headcanons" it's more like guesses or questions regarding what he did before everything. it's said that he met yokomizo in their years of study (i'm gonna guess it's university? if i'm mistaken, do tell me). so, did he study literature? or some occultism (if that's even a valid degree lmao)? philosophy? i'm gonna guess literature tho, the occult is probably just his field of interest. also how did the two of them meet? were they in the same course? they seem so different and pretend to dislike each other a lot - were they rivals in class or sth?

also about mushitarous ability: if we believe the theory that abilities manifest when trauma is induced, why does mushitarous gives him the ability to remove all evidence of a crime? maybe he had to be incredibly sneaky as a kid and thus developed this kind of ability? maybe something went terribly wrong when he was younger and he wished it had never happened (which it appeared to then. bc there was no evidence anymore). so that's also a question i'm thinking about a lot

also: how did he get in contact with poe to sell the manuscript? i mean to not be suspicious he had to make it public in some way so that poe might stumble upon it right? howwwww did they communicate??? over the fucking black market or sth? but wouldn't that be too obvious??? and too risky in case someone was just as interested and rich as poe was??? idk. if anyone has a guess lmk

and i know this is not a hc either BUT... him crying over yokomizo. hello?? HELLO???? and also everything after that, like the hallucinations and him taking yokomizos advice in regards to mystery solving and stuff. yokomizo never included mushitarous advice in his books but mushitarou is now doing it in his life and in his own attempts to write mystery. asagiri wrote that and didn't expect me to go insane over them??? AHHHH

last point and i think this might be a hc: i think mushitarou IS in fact incredibly sneaky. there's no way fyodor revealed his plans with the page to mushitarou so how did he know? well, we know that he can sneak in basically everywhere as long as he can erase the evidence from security cameras and stuff. so did he just break into fyodors... office??? and stole this information? but then again fyodor apparently didn't want ango and mushitarou to meet but that's because of other information right? or did fyodor place that information there so the ada might act before that and he'll have nothing on his neck when the full moon arrives? that is in case he's alive tho... i think i have to rewatch that episode but it's making me insane too.

alrighty, i think that's it (for now at least hehe :3), i know these weren't hcs but i hope it's still something :D

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I AM HERE TO SCREAM

first of all, 10/10 i'm legitimately blown away, i never expected to love it as much as i do! i'm always hesitant to read manga with a lot of fighting but everything was really nicely drawn and i didn't lose sight of what was going on so that was cool :D

THE FIGHTS WERE SO GOOD HOLY- esp loved fuchi, gantetsusai, chobei and toma vs ju fa and tao fa (also ju fa and tao fa made me so sad, i wasn't planning on feeling bad for any of the tensen but goddamn 😭😭) and THE FINAL FIGHT WAS SO COOL WHEN SAGIRI BEHEADED GABIMARU AND WHEN GABIMARU HESITATED TO KILL JOFUKU'S REMAINS BECAUSE THEY WERE HUSBAND AND WIFE BUT THEN SHUGEN CAME IN AND JUST SLICED HIM TF UP THAT WAS EPIC-

shugen was such an amazing character i loved him!! like he had so little screentime compared to a lot of the other characters but during that short time span he was given so much depth and ahhhh i'm still in awe of this writing 😭😭😭🩷🩷🩷🩷 also hands down my favorite panel which i don't think surprises anyone BUT IT JUST LOOKS METAL AF OKAY

also speaking of shugen THE CHARACTERS OMG I LOVE ALL OF THEM 😭😭😭😭😍😍 (except idk maybe jikka and shija but even they were pretty badass in their own right lol) sagiri is still my favorite but like fuchi?? nurugai?? TOMA?? they're up there ngl, even tho i never thought i'd get attached to toma but i loved his growth and how he sorta grew a spine while staying with the group (him and gantetsusai were so funny together but also so adorable i loved that dynamic) and then when him and chobei attacked ju fa and tao fa SHFBDXJKLNG and yeah anyway he's a close second is what i'm trying to say lmao

and when shion renounced the yamada asaemon titel for nurugai and when nurugai went back for shion and when mei called hoko her father and when mei sacrificed herself and when gantetsusai carried fuchi's body and when chobei defeated the banko and when the ship burned down with shugen's body still lying there and when gabimaru and yui reunited and when *explodes*

ALSO YUZUSAGI CANON ARE YOU KIDDING ME TF YOU MEAN 'BODYGUARD' YUZURIHA JUST SAY IT LIKE IT IS

here's a small compilation of panels that made me snort:

also i'm sorry this panel is really cool but the way gantetsusai carries gabimaru just cracks me up:

also gantetsusai's nicknames for everyone are hysterical (kittymaru had me CRYING) and fuchi calling sagiri sagi when they reunite help my heart 😭😭😭

that was the screaming for now, i'm sure i'm forgetting something lol but anyway, i hope you're having a wonderful day and don't stress yourself at all with the response ♡♡

AHHHH HELL YEAH!!!! I'm late as hell to replying but LETS FREAKING GO HELL'S PARADISE LOVE AHHHH REY! :D AND YES!!!! That's how I felt when I first read the series- I wasn't expecting to be so obsessed with it like that! My heart, my soul- my love; absolute perfection!

(No cause honestly their story made my heart hurt and I didn't want to feel that but here we are I suppose- damn them tensen for making me sad!) WASN'T THAT THE COOLEST?? AHHH GOD I LOVED IT! AND THE HESITATION- it's those small details that really make me love him as a character- Gabimaru. No matter what he went through- he stuck to his guns and his goals. I just- YES!

Rey you're making me question everything I know about that guy- gonna be 10000000% real: I didn't like Shugen when I first read the manga. He just kinda pissed me off and made me wanna slap him, you know? Now I wanna reread the manga where he's introduced cause there's some moments where I really did like him and I feel like I need to give him some fresh eyes, you know? (Also I have this idea for a Fuchi-Shugen fic and I want to reread it for more context) He truly is something else! :D THAT PANEL THOUGH IT'S SO GOOD!

AHHH YAY!!! Sagiri is a true queen- the absolute love of my life. BUT ALL THE CHARACTERS ARE REALLY AMAZING (I completely forgot about Shija- they were strange as hell but I agree they had some cool moments): YES! Toma surprises you like that! He starts off in the "Meh?" category and grows into the "I love you forever" kind! And GOD I LOVED THE BANTER WITH GANTETSUSAI JHERJEHJRJHE it was perfection!

RIGHT ALL OF IT!! IT WAS SO GOOD!!! AND AHH THE CANON CONFIRMATION!!! Rey my little heart exploded when they were confirmed canon AHH! Bodyguard smoddyguard- they were lovers your honor. She even says "I love you Sagi!" like COME ON!

I can't even begin to express how much joy your screaming over this manga brought me, Rey. I love Hell's Paradise so much but understand it's fairly niche- so hearing you love it as much as I do really made my entire soul happy! Thank you for that <3