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campbyler · 11 days

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our chapters average at 27,000 words, the total fic length is already 3x the average novel length, and we lost one of the authors working on this fic. it must be so nice to only have to endure the wait for a chapter to be uploaded so that you can interact with it rather than being the one to actually write it.

im going to be cruel (no pun intended) to be kind: this is such an intense externalisation of blame. you are the ones in control of the fic length; the chapters could handle some heavy editing and it wouldnt make them any less wonderful (such as regarding the descriptions of mike and will's internal thoughts, not the action between the characters themselves). fic is free and its a gift to be able to read works that inspire our hearts and minds while we wait for the show, but then again, when at the stern of a juggernaut work such as this, one that will inevitably have many followers chomping at the bit on tumblr as well as ao3 (as you designed it to have!), you surely must be aware of something that only usually exists in professional marketing spaces involving customers + brand IP: the relationship between consumer and creator, and what they can give each other.

not 'owe each other' - nothing is owed, except perhaps basic human kindness. fans want your work, and its free, so we should be grateful; likewise, you want readers, feedback and clicks, and that should be free, too. but in order for this to work smoothly, there has to be fair give and take. i mean, if you wanted to monetize the fic i'm sure many people would pay to read it, but thats beside the point here.

what fans of this fic simply want is the same honesty and self-awareness from you that they might expect from any artist who has embarked on such am ambitious project. and this doesnt just mean transparency about potential uploading dates (which is already much appreciated by the majority!), or notifications about how hard it is to balance work and life (something most people on the planet struggle with). it means total honesty and hard answers. people like to know where they stand. plenty of writers (both professional and fan alike) abandon works for months, years at a time, and if the work is THAT good, people will always be thrilled to see a return. it's the mucking people about that is what destroys relationships - no matter how good your reasons are.

your fic is wonderful and very, very memorable. you could take a big, undefined hiatus and people would, im sure, return, including me. seeing you admit that you have been prioritizing this fic over your mental health does not inspire confidence either, or even comfort - do i want to read something that has caused the creator such harm?

i think everything about this process would be happier for everyone if you set boundaries that work for you and didn't place blame elsewhere. after all, as you said, it's just a fanfic. it doesnt matter if you don't finish it. it doesnt matter if it takes all the way to s5 for 10.2 to release. everyone would, though, appreciate you taking a stance and being consistent (and therefore fair) to both yourselves and the readers.

please feel free to not post this publicly or do as you wish with it.

hello! thank you for your feedback and for sharing it in a way that is both kind and respectful. you make many valid points that i agree with -- we are in control of the word counts and could stand to edit down more, and we do recognize where being transparent about the reasons behind the chapter delays might not inspire confidence or comfort. i do, however, think that isolating one response/chain of responses to a particular ask is a little unfair, so i'd like to provide additional context.

i do not think that it's fair to say that we haven't been honest, self-aware, or fair, because we have been incredibly transparent throughout the entire run of the fic (over a year) about our writing process. just last month suni said she hadn't been working on 10.2 at all because abby had been visiting her house, and readily took ownership of that fact. there was a 4-month wait between chapters 9.1 and 9.2, and i was very open about the fact that i simply needed a break for at least the first of those months because i didn't want to write it. we have continued to maintain several times that we are not abandoning the fic, even if it takes longer between chapters, and have tried to stay as active as possible on the blog because we know that seeing us interact with asks Does inspire confidence. if you just scroll down and see how we have answered other asks inquiring about the upload, we responded kindly and respectfully.

what you interpreted as externalization of blame in that one (1!) ask response was me trying to provide perspective to someone who clearly lacked it. we understand that people will be frustrated about chapter delays, especially if we keep pushing them back, and this is also something that we have received feedback about before and tried to implement; however, it is also a double-edged sword where if we don't give an estimated upload, people get upset, or we give an estimated upload that we think is completely reasonable for us to achieve and then hurdles get in the way, whether it's writer's block or work or time with friends. i absolutely get the frustration on the receiving end, but something i have learned from being in this fandom for two years is that a pretty big majority of those who are interacting with fanworks are not creating it themselves, hence why my response -- while snippy and annoyed, because i was matching the energy, and will not apologize for that -- was contextualizing the whys behind the chapter delay: the chapters are long, the fic is long, we are down one entire body from where we started. the intention was not to shuck blame off of ourselves, but i get that intentions don't always translate into effect, so it's understandable that it was received differently.

we don't always respond to things perfectly. when we have a million and one asks inquiring about the next upload, one stray one that comes off the wrong way is likely going to set us off, because we are people, and this is not a job. we have set a boundary by disabling anon, and again, i cannot stress enough how much i appreciate that you've come to us with this feedback off-anon and with respect and decency. i get where you are coming from and again, agree with a lot of your points.

the only other thing i want to make clear is that this fic, no matter how much attention its garnered, should not be treated as a creator/consumer relationship that mirrors anything where the exchange of money is involved. not only is it unfair to apply this standard to fanworks, where it is illegal to monetize such content, but the entire purpose of fanworks is to celebrate what you are a fan of together. when you apply expectations on either end -- i am a fan of this work, therefore, people should create timely content for it; i am creating this fanwork, therefore, people should interact with it -- defeats the entire nature of fan-created work as a whole. while we have continued to be vocally grateful for the love and support our fic has been shown, we both maintain that we would continue writing and continue uploading even if we were getting less than half of the amount of interaction that we do. it's nice to have interaction, but not necessary, because we what write and post is done because we love it, and it's shared so that we can look back on it, so our friends can enjoy it, and anyone else who might want to. we are, of course, excited to share that world with anyone who cares -- we created the blog and the promo because we wanted to share it -- but that does not mean that the relationship between us and our readers should have expectations. we are all creating and enjoying this work for free for the sake of love for the characters, as the star trek obsessed housewives of the 60s (and the law) have intended.

i feel like this response is a bit jumbled so i apologize if anything isn't clear or hard to understand. thank you again for your time!

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dirtysvthoughts · 1 year

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𝓟 𝓡 𝓘 𝓥 𝓐 𝓣 𝓔 𝓓 𝓐 𝓝 𝓒 𝓔 𝓡 - CHAPTER TWO

pairing: model! minghao x stripper! reader

word count: 1.5k

general tags/warnings: smut, pwp, female! reader, hao’s sorta kinda a regular customer, soft dom! minghao, steamy/intense makeout session, super/mullet minghao inspired, partial nudity, vip room sex, slight use of pet names (doll, masterpiece, baby), aaand i think that’s it

playlist songs: adorn - miguel, mushroom chocolate - quin & 6lack, anime girls - melli

notes: thank y’all for the love on pd so far! i’m getting notifs nonstop and that makes me really happy :’) hope you enjoy this week’s chapter!

taglist: @im-gemmy , @enhacolor, @hooniewnderland , @svtup , @kawaiikels @weeevrse @diorsfxck @kyexvly @woozarts @ifuckcheol (let me know if you would like to be added to the taglist)

you apply the finishing touches to your makeup, admiring how you looked in your silver sequined two-piece set and matching seven inch heels. to your surprise, you could already hear the loud atmosphere from the dressing room - and it wasn’t even 11 o’clock yet.

“it’s gonna be a good night,” you think to yourself, smiling to yourself at the thought of you covered in hundred dollar bills.

before you head out, you scroll through your phone one last time, looking at your social media feeds. double tapping on a friend’s post, you see a notification appear at the top of your screen.

minghao: hey, are you working tonight? i’m back in town for a show, but i need to relax and see you 😩

you bite down on your lip, your eyes rereading the message and your brain taking in every word. minghao is a famous model, somewhere in the world he was always in a show, walking the runway for all of the luxury brands. his handsome looks and his insanely gorgeous figure made him the it-boy every designer and photographer dreamed of.

you first met minghao at the club a few months ago, when he came for a magazine shoot and his friends decided to take him out. the second you laid eyes on each other as you were walking around the main floor, he took you by the hand and soon you were dancing for him in front of everyone. it didn’t take long to convince minghao about getting a room, your body clenching around nothing as you think about how big and hard he was in those jeans when you started to grind on him, thanking the heavens that your outfit made it possible to feel everything.

😈: hao! yeah, i’m gonna be working tonight. pay for a room as soon as you get here and i’ll be waiting 😏

minghao: i’ll try and get there within the hour. see you soon babe ❤️

you quickly toss your phone to the side when you hear your name being called, realizing that you would just have to kill some time before you got your main event.

——

as soon as they get through the doors (an hour later like he said), minghao walks in with his entourage, his dress shirt buttons deliciously exposing some of his toned chest, and his black distressed jeans accenting his legs. met with some screams, he greets his crowd as his people make sure he’s given enough space.

the music has switched a bit, and more sultry, intimate tunes fill the building. your hips rotating in rhythm as mushroom chocolate’s chorus comes on, playing with the straps of your top as you flirt with the customer in front of you.

so immersed in your own world, you don’t even realize that minghao has finally spotted you and approaches your space, sitting down a few inches away from your audience. your eyes for a split second reveal your shock and surprise, and minghao can’t help the smirk that crawls on his face.

“did you think i wouldn’t show up? i’m hurt, my pretty little doll. you know i’m a man of my word.” you stop dancing and walk towards him, gingerly sitting his lap, both your legs on opposite sides of his.

“mmm, trust me, i know you are, you know it’s just been a minute since i’ve seen you hao.. you look different,” you trail off, eyes wandering all over his body. did his muscles get bigger or something?

“good different or bad different?” he asks.

but before you can respond, someone clears their throat. the person sitting across from you and minghao stares in disbelief. right… you still had someone to “take care” of. you sigh, kind of wishing that you had gone straight to a room so your time with minghao would’ve been interruption-free.

“give me a sec, hao,” you say crawling off his lap, missing the contact and approaching the other customer. “i’m sorry, but it looks like i have to cut this short,” you say feigning a fake disappointment. “but, if you decide to wait for me, i can guarantee it’ll be worth the wait,” you say taking the cash on the floor, bending over in front of the two, teasing them. obviously you don’t notice, but minghao bites his lip at the sight, hoping that he would get to see that again in the next few minutes.

when you’re done, you take him by the hand and the lead the way up the stairs to the vip rooms. you stop at the first empty one you see, brushing the curtains away as he lets go of your hand to face you.

“you never answered my question, y’know,” he says staring directly into your eyes. you stare back at him a little confused, already forgetting what he had said earlier.

he laughs, “wow, you forgot already? what’s going on doll?”

“nothing,” you say chuckling back at him, “i just, have a lot on my mind now.. and it’s mostly you..”

“oh? care to tell me more?” he says, putting his hand on your waist, bringing you closer to him.

“i guess to answer your question, it’s a good different… you’re always hot, but tonight, hao? you’re fucking irresistible,” you swipe your tongue across your lips, biting down on your skin.

“really now?” he smiles, his lips inches away from yours. but before you can say anything else, his mouth crashes on your soft, pillowy lips, trying to take in as much as he could of you.

you put your arms around his neck, trying to bring him in closer as you match his energy and enthusiasm. minghao’s hands begin to roam your body, especially your breasts. he couldn’t help but admire how temptingly delicious they looked in your bra piece. you moan into his touch at every little trace and brush, craving for more.

“mm, minghao!” you whimper when he get adventurous and delicately touches your crotch, and you clench yet again around nothing. you continue to moan out his name in bliss and neediness, but after a minute, an idea pops in your head.

“m-minghao, you wanna take this to the couch?” you say trying to snap him out of his daze for a second.

without another word, he sweeps you off your feet and carries you to the couch, your mouths still on each others. when he finally feels his legs against the edge of the furniture, he sits down, placing you on his lap.

not wanting to wait any longer, minghao takes off your bra, slowly revealing the top half of your body. he hisses at the sight, nearly groaning out at how the colorful lights in the room added to the glow that covered your body.

“you’re such a masterpiece,” he says as he once again guides his hands toward your body, this time paying extra attention to you chest.

while he was focused on that, you took to the opportunity to unbutton his jeans and pull his zipper down. he realizes where you wanted to go, and helps you get them, as well as his boxers off. once they both pool at his ankles, you smile when you can finally get to what you want after all the foreplay.

as you sink down on him, you both let out a loud moan feeling of being inside each other. “g-god, fuck,” you whisper into his ears clawing down his back, pressing into his chest. even though the music has long been forgotten to you, somehow your hips naturally grind to the rhythm. minghao notices and takes hold of your waist, guiding them in the right places. “god, you feel so good, baby,” he groans.

slowly but surely, you begin to feel a good pressure build in your core, your whimpering getting more frantic. “ahhh shit, shit, minghao, m-minghao,” you begin to move faster wanting to release all over him. and when he hits the right spot in you, you can no longer hold back, and you nearly scream, coming all over the lower half of his body.

you try and catch your breath, not wanting to come down from your high, but remembering you still had a job to do. “fuck, i needa go back downstairs soon,” you say getting up to find your bra top.

“do you have to go back now?” he asks, pulling his boxers and pants back up.

“well, not right this second,” you respond fastening your straps. “did you wanna stay a little longer?” you smile sweetly.

“yeah,” he says leaning back on the couch, returning your sultry gaze. “haven’t seen you dance for me in awhile,” he plams himself over his pants, already getting worked up at the memory.

you walk towards the pole, your arm holding onto the pole. “then minghao, be prepared for a dance you’ll never ever want to forget,” you say hooking your legs to spin on the pole.

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quinloki · 1 year

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hello i'm eating up everythink this kink game is soo 😋😋😋

could you do branding, breeding and collar for Eustass Kid and Killer? (im a sucker for kid pirates what can I say, if you wanna add a third c of your own choice i'm all ears 🤭)

\o/ I'm enjoying doing these - I'm so glad people are enjoying them.

Branding, Breeding and Collaring - make talk about the Possessiveness Trifecta. Sucker for yandere that I am, I am not complaining, but a fair warning to everyone reading, I may go a bit hard on this.

Also - I 100% have some yandere Kid Pirates stuff I want to go balls to the wall toxic on, so I'm going to do these particular head canons from a healthy view point (save all my deep dark shadows for the multi-chapter stuff.)

Hmm.. I'm tempted to add Heat since I did Wire not too long ago, but I'm not feeling it so I'mma step outside the Kid Pirates for my wild card choice and go with hmmm...

(I've done breeding kink for : Mihawk, Sir Crocodile, Rayleigh, Marco, Newgate, Jinbei, Zoro, Luffy, Sanji, Lucci, Law and Kaku.)

Oh I was going to pick Sir Crocodile, because why not, but you know what, let's go with Smoker.

Eustass Kid:

Branding - Oh god you don't even know - Eustass isn't going to suggest this to you, but if you bring it up (tattoos, actual branding, cell popping) he'll be all for it. Safe and painless as possible - well, okay, I mean, sometimes the pain is the point, but my statement still stands. Cell popping is generally not-permanent but most other forms of branding are. Style, design, brand or tattoo, he's going to talk all the details out with you, and how you're going to go about getting it.

Strapped to a custom chair, completely naked, as either he - or someone trusted - does the work (hey if you head canon Kid as a tattoo artist, rock on). He'll tease, please, and praise you the entire time, probably record the entire thing for posterity too especially if it's a tattoo. If you're up for it, he'd be all in for you to have a couple tattoos - at least one everyone can see, and few for his eyes only.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - Man's got a specific piece of furniture for this. It's designed to be adjustable (It goes from 4'00" - 12'00" just because he could), and can be used with or without straps. It's got a few other addons, and it's multiple body type friendly.

Hey, Eustass makes things with his hands - not just metal stuff, the man's leather working and wood working skills are on point and I'm not even speaking in double entendre xD It's designed to keep from having the sub/bottom that gets on it from being too exhausted to be, well, bred. (Designed with their pleasure in mind cause some of these addons vibrate).

Thing of it like a comfy saddle with a sybian built into it (google that at your own risk).

Collaring - Oh god you don't even know - Obviously less permanent than branding, but there's a real "You gotta earn it" process to this for Kid. You don't just go around collaring people - putting someone in irons because they're a legit prisoner (or your role playing that sort of thing) isn't the same as this.

If you're okay with it he'll have a collection for you before long. From almost subtle chokers you can wear every day if you want, to ornate metal ones strictly for playtime, to fur-lined leather ones you could wear publicly if you wanted to. You can be sure all of them were made by Kid, and they're all going to be comfortable. The more comfortable you get wearing them, the more likely Kid is to loop a finger through them and pull you into a rough kiss without much warning.

Killer:

Branding - No - Tattoos are an exception to this, but permanently marking/scarring his partner is a big no for Killer. Careful temporary marking yes, but he's the one with the scars, and he doesn't want to cause you to have any (or any more than you already have). It's not that he needs your skin to be flawless, it's that he doesn't want to be the cause of any of your scars.

Killer's job is protecting - the Captain, you, the crew - and probably in that order if we're being legit. Now tattoo(s), something he designs, something you can each get (that not exact matches, but matches style), he's all for that if you are. He wants his somewhere he can easily see - and maybe even that can be easily seen. >.> He wants yours somewhere that only you and maybe the ship's doctor will ever see.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - I mean, have you see that breeding bench that Kid built?! Of course he enjoys using it, and this is a style of marking/possessiveness he can get behind. (ah, heh accidental pun there. get behind... xD) It's not just filling you up over and over that he enjoys, sometimes letting others fill you up too, but it's having you shudder and cum on his cock over and over too. He's into it just as much for your continued pleasure as his own.

The number of times your body tries to curl on that bench is going to be at least twice as often as Killer satisfies himself.

Collar - Oh god you don't even know - it's blue and white with a double row of spikes on it and somehow it is crazy comfortable to wear.

Well, at least that's the first one he gifts you. Killer won't force you to wear any collars, but he'll talk about them and their importance to him and what they mean, and when he gives you the first one he even reiterates that you don't have to wear it. But if you put it on yourself, or present your neck for him to put it on, it'll certainly have an effect on him.

And if you're willing to own/wear more, he'll be gifting a small variety to you. Though the first time he notices you wearing one outside of playtime, you might find yourself over his shoulder and on your way to the bedroom - or the nearest available secluded spot. He'll cool off a little with time (or learn better restraint), but that first time is going to hit him like a ton of bricks.

Smoker:

Branding - Rather not - Cell popping maybe, but branding or tattoos aren't really Smoker's vibe. You could probably convince him to get matching tattoos for say, like, your tenth wedding anniversary or something, but he'd be a little skittish about the idea before then. He certainly has a possessive streak, but it's more of you knowing that you're his, and not necessarily a need to make sure everyone else knows.

I mean, everyone else will know, but he doesn't need a tattoo or brand to get that point across.

Breeding - FUCK Yes - Pressed against the wall, bent over the couch, screaming muffled pleasure into the comforter on the bed, and trying to stifle your moans as you hold onto the balcony railing while getting railed. Smoker is going to take you rough and without a condom - your body's begging for his to be buried in you, who has time for anything else?

Wrapped in his smoke you'll swear you smell like his cigars no matter how much you wash. It's not unpleasant, but it also feels embarrassingly obvious to know that anyone else who knows what his cigars smell like is gonna know. Not that you're asking him to stop, you agreed to the arrangements after all.

Collar - Starts as a Sure turns into FUCK Yes - You're the one telling him about collars, and some of the meanings behind them in bdsm and all that, and he's not against it. He lets you pick out what you want, and reads up on safety about them, and you two incorporate it into your playtime.

At one point though, you greet him at the door after his shift, either in little more than the collar, or with it being visible along with what you're wearing (sexy surprises galore under the clothes, of course). The whole evening riles him up more than usual, and he becomes a lot more attached to collars. Eventually he even collars you almost ceremoniously during a session, having gotten a custom piece made for the occasion.

Kinky One Piece Head Canons

#kinky one piece head canon #Eustass Kid #Killer One Piece #massacre soldier killer #Smoker One Piece #x reader #smoker x reader #eustass x reader #killer x reader

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ochrearia · 3 months

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👀 What’s a Dinaurian?

IM FUCKING GLAD YOU ASKED!!!!!!!!!!!! WELCOME TO UNSKIPPABLE CUTSCENE HOUR

Okay so I make mention of a thing called "Fossil Fighters" a lot which is a 2000s-2010s era DS game that is essentially kind of like Pokemon but with dinosaurs specifically (or really creatures from the Triassic-Cretaceous periods with a select few even before or after these intervals) so you go out digging for fossils and if you find a Head fossil you can revive the dinosaur and it's yours. You carry them around as dino medals when they aren't in battle mode (I like to think you can summon them out whenever to hang out :333 dino pals) and they come in 5 elemental types being air, earth, water, fire, and neutral.

In the first game (literally just "Fossil Fighters") you play on an island where every chapter or so you level up your rank from beginner to master fighter by taking part in ranked battle and such, but along with that you explore different digging sites and start finding ancient technology scattered around than you eventually learn comes from an alien race called the Dinaurians. It's because of these guys that you can clean fossils and revive dinosaurs to begin with due to their technology. Originally they had their sights on Earth to be their new home planet due to theirs being eaten by a giant space monster (THE DESIGN OF THIS MONSTER IS GOOFY AS FUCK BUT ANYWAY). They were mainly in stasis-sleep for millions of years waiting for the life they planted on Earth to evolve into Dinaurians like them, but that life died out ages ago and HUMANS evolved instead. Their computers summoned the planet-eater to destroy Earth because the original plan failed and you team up with them to kill the planet-eater before it gets there.

The only distinctive Dinaurians in the series are Duna, Raptin, and King Dynal, the rest are cookie cutter NPCs but oohhhh child me latched onto these fuckers so fast.

Because like serious question who WOULDNT want to be a cool ass dinosaur alien who can transform into a full dino and fight. I fucking do god bless

All of their dino forms can be sort of traced back to a basic dinosaur you can revive in the game, so they get referred to as "extraterrestrial ______" for each so like. Duna looks like a Delta, Raptin a V-Raptor, and King Dynal sort of looks like an Angato. Which are these guys:

So they basically have custom features and colors off the base. Now if it were ME, I would personally make my Dinauriansona be an Extraterrestrial Lagia which is also a raptor type guy, but only added in the 2nd game Fossil Fighters: Champions (which sadly Dinaurians don't show up at all, there's a completely different story) but they added some pretty cool new guys into it and improved the style so I have 0 complaints. We don't talk about Frontier though. That game isn't Real.

But yeah my thought process:

For custom features I would think an extra curled-tail would be funny, like it curves even more up and even back around a little. Couple of back spikes too. Nothing too fancy. Put a crayon in my hand, something silly.

BUT YEAH I REALLY LIKE... DINAURIANS AND ALSO THIS GAME FRANCHISE I WISH THEY DIDN'T RUIN IT WITH FRONTIER (I'm a hater) BUT THE CHOICES THEY MADE FOR FRONTIER ARE SUCH A FUMBLE AND AWFUL AND EW. THERE WERE STANDARDS!!!!!!!!! AND YOU VIOLATED ALL OF THEM

#ochresinbox

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girlfriendsofthegalaxy · 11 months

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tuesday again 10/17/2023

started explaining why this one is a little lighter than last week's gallery wall behemoth bc of a uhhhh kind of dire week, personally and professionally speaking, but then realized when fic authors do that in front of chapters i don't actually care or require an excuse from them, im just delighted to have a new chapter.

listening

this is a deeply cheesy little folk song but the lyrics "man you name it and if we ain’t got it: we’ll get it" gave me a sensible chuckle.

youtube

now for a moment to expound upon houston: they truly have imported every possible food service establishment. the two chains i miss most from jersey, jersey mikes submarine sandwiches and 7-11 gas stations, are both here. i get that this is the fifth largest metro area in the US or whatever but both of these companies are SO niche. absolutely bonkers. spotify.

i think this started autoplaying after a playlist inspired by f/allout: new v/egas came on??

reading

i originally had a very mean-spirited graf about the utility of a pool in northwestern massachusetts and the kind of person who can comfortably lose $31k, but it is genuinely awful that there are no rules around zelle. that money goes into a black fucking hole and there's no way to get it back, which is not the case for any other kind of recognized money except cryptocurrency

Did we confront Gary Kruglitz [the pool contractor]? Yes we did. We marched right into his office and grilled him hard until he defeated us with a simple and probing question: What's a zelle? It defied belief, we quickly realized, that a man who had been trapped in technological amber since the Nixon era was running a cyberscam designed to come between us and our money out of an AOL account.

watching

Van Helsing (2004, dir. Sommers). this movie is horrible. this movie is terrific. i don't have anything to say about this movie bc i was distracted by equal opportunity tits and asses the entire time. the time of the “Kate Beckinsale in a corset” movie genre is long over but GOD. watched with my sister bc it's leaving tubi soon

playing

one week i will have the energy to try New Thing but until i do it’s genshin. there's a poetry event that has terribly boring minigames, but the story quest has finally tied a bow on a piece of folkore we came across in the very first release so that was fun!

wrapping up some stuff in sumeru bc im running out of map pins, this game has done one of the things i hate most: progress-locking one extremely long and tedious collectible hunt (the music gates) behind another extremely long and tedious collectible hunt (the robots locked in the vines). the next time i see one of those little fucking budget koroks i am going to drop kick it into the sun. what the fuck is the circumference of teyvat anyway. it feels like we have explored so little of this planet's surface

i have graphics turned down pretty low bc of performance issues on my elderly laptop and this is still such a remarkably pretty game. look at this big estuary leading off into the distance

making

i wildly overextended myself this week, partially bc im trying to take advantage of this brief post-covid heightened immunity. lot of dinners. lot of late nights. on top of that BOTH of my siblings were in town for unrelated professional reasons this week :) no overlap so we did not have a nice fambly dinner :( but did have pretty okay separate dinners :) if they could learn to fucking communicate their trave plans and the number of peope that will be showing up at my home that would also be pretty okay >:(

one of the party games i played this week asked the question “what could you give a 40-minute PowerPoint presentation on” and i started saying facts about the downfall of the penn central railroad and they very nicely let me continue saying facts about the downfall of the penn central railroad, the largest bankruptcy in US history until ENRON, until the round timer went off.

i have some thoughts about Train Guys and how it's very easy to fall into being a Train Guy, bc there's a very easy template to follow, and there's a lot of Train Guy content, and have i been doing this bc i actually like trains, or bc it's easy to listen to Well There's Your Problem on repeat bc it's familiar and comforting, or do i just really really really fucking hate flying?

who could possibly say.

mackintosh update: allowed herself to be scooped up by my brother (who she met at christmas and loves) but did NOT allow herself to be pet by the strangers in his company. did hang out in the middle of the floor observing tho. a regular little extroverted socialite!

#tuesday again #tuesday again no problem

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steddietism · 1 year

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« much more than i bargained for »

little warning uh im a minor !! nsfw blogs dni please ^_^

summary — steve goes in for snacks, and comes out with a FAT crush.

promt — ‘ candy ‘

this will have multiple chapters that i will post whenever i have the energy to write more ^_^ im often busy with school+homework ++ so dont expect weekly updates or whatever LOL

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Steve sighs as he enters the shop, the little one at the top of his street, right at the corner. There’s music playing through the speakers, but not the usual kind he hears at the shops. Steve wants to say it’s— cooler? Yeah, cooler.

He bobs his head to the beat a little as he wanders inside, a high-pitched bell ringing as he does. The guy working the till’s head shoots up at the sound, like he’s scared or something. He makes eye contact with Steve, before smiling softly and looking back down.

Steve lets his eyes trail down his body, following his arms, down to his hands, where they’re holding a magazine between his slender legs, which are hanging off an old wooden stool.

He’s got tattooed wrists, and forearms, and hands. His fingers are decorated with delicate little designs, which are mostly covered with his many rings. Steve notices one in particular, a silver band with two little bat wings. It matches the tattoo just under his elbow, the one of a swarm of bats. His eyes begin to travel back up, spotting a bunch of, what look like, homemade bracelets on one of his wrists. They have words, but it’s not like Steve can read them, not from this far away.

It’s a few minutes before Steve realises he literally hasn’t peeled his eyes off the cashier, or even moved at all. He snaps back into reality when another customer enters, ringing the bell behind him.

Fuck, what was he in here for again? Oh— yeah, snacks. Candy. Robin and Nance are probably bored of waiting for him. Or not, Steve doesn't think they could get bored even if they tried, not when they have a house to themselves.

Steve finally moves, and he swears to God, every single one of his bones have been replaced with jelly.

As he wonders around the shop, crossing the different foods Robin requested off his list, he makes a mental note of how much money he’s gonna need.

A dollar fifty, three dollars, four dollars and ninety-nine cents.

He ends up with candy, and drinks, which all amounts to ten dollars and fifty cents.

Steve sort of doesn’t notice that he’s at the counter ‘til the guy behind it asks if he wants a bag. They’re so close now, Steve can see what he looks like up close. He has these gorgeous eyes, that sort of droop down at the ends. Thick, dark, eyelashes that cast a shadow on his cheeks. And, most notably, long, curled hair. A rich, dark brown colour. Strands of it lay on his shoulders, almost blocking the view of the badge on his shirt, his name tag, that says ‘Eddie’, in little, blue letters.

“Do you? Want a bag, I mean,” Eddie repeats, seemingly now a little annoyed. Steve watches his lips when he speaks, and, fuck, he’s pierced. Angel fangs, Steve recalls in his head. That’s what they’re called, the ones that look like sharp, shiny teeth. He wonders what they’d feel like if he kissed Eddie, how they contrast of his plush, warm lips with cold, hard metal would feel. The thoughts send a wave of heat rushing through Steve’s belly.

“No, I— I’m okay, I’ve got my own,” he says, pulling his rucksack off his shoulders and unzipping it.

Eddie just smiles that same, soft smile, tells Steve how much money he needs to give him.

And Steve gives him the money, wordlessly. He puts his shopping in his bag, wordlessly. And he looks back up at Eddie, again, wordlessly. Like he’s expecting him to do something else. Or maybe he’s waiting on himself to do something.

Eddie swears he can hear the cogs turning in Steve’s brain.

“Well— okay, uh, bye, thank you!” Steve smiles, and practically sprints out of the shop.

He rushes home with a million thoughts in his head, the main one being something along the lines of ‘why, in the absolute fuck, didn’t you ask for his number? Or at least try to make small talk?’

Steve can’t answer that. He doesn't know why.

Well, there’s always next time.

#steddie ficlet #steddie fanfiction #steddie #steddie fanfic #steve and eddie #steve x eddie #hinted at ronance #ronance #ronance mention #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #eddie munson #cashier eddie munson #*smashing their faces together like dolls* “haha look theyre kissing”#stranger things #please ignore any grammatical errors .its late.

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foxglovefaun · 1 month

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1. The skyline in the first page of the new chapter is incredible. Green and especially those shades are my favorite color.

2. The animal gangoon design oh my GOD it's PERFECT. I had imagined something similar when I was writing one of the chapters in my fic!!!

3. Gnashing and gnawing the bars of my cage in anticipation for part 2 AUGH SO GOOD!!!

aaaaaaa THANK YOU SO MUCH ;0;!!!

1. Thank you!! Im so happy with how that intro page came out. I’m doing more and more photobashing lately, which was something I used to do a lot more about ten years ago. It’s a fun way to use the photoshop techniques I have that aren’t just for painting.

On that first page I used a combination of hand painting, photos of the city, special brushes and detail textures, and then kinda mashed them all together using different layer modes and gradient maps. I think the original skyline was purple and pink, and the server units were blue grey. Then I added in clouds and extra buildings, distorted the lights and added more of my own, put in the OakTex hologram, and just kinda fiddled with “lighten” and “darken” layers of texture until it felt right. :)

2. YES! THE BEAST MASK! I was deeply inspired by the work of MissMonster who is a powerful illustrator and craftsperson who makes INCREDIBLE monster masks. The snarling faces and big tusks are such a vibe. Just over all really beautiful work. One of my dream goals is to one day be able to get my hands on one of the mask blanks so I can do a custom paint job.

In Burner there is a whole subculture of custom respirators and filters (there were supposed to be a couple examples in ch 4 but I forgor 😔so I will be doing a retcon) so masks and unusual headgear are super common. Think the customized COVID masks we started seeing about a year in. Some folks also use face garblers due to Camera Everywhere, but an enforcer like [REDACTED] needs something practical that can’t be decoded, so a full face mask does plenty to get the job done.

3. OK BUT SAME haha Hhh I have only just started thumbnails but I have had the script for the next three/four parts ready for months. I’m foaming at the mouth and getting very activated because this next part will be featuring lots of food, cyberware-focused subcultures, and introducing more stuff about Ross and Shiro’s relationship. So I am

EXCITE.

Getting the sleep I did last night helped a lot, but I need some more so I’m not going to start steamrolling forward just yet. But! I’ve been doing a lot of sketchbook studies of people eating food, updated some character portraits, doing some short expression sheets, and took photos of tunnels and streets from around the city to refer to for the car scenes. :)

your message means a lot to me. I actually I saw it shortly after you sent it! But I have been wayyy beyond dysfunctional l so I wanted to wait to reply until I could write something more thought-out ❤️

Thanks so much for your enthusiasm, it really fills me with a special kind of energy that makes me wanna get more of the story moving, and it’s also just very nice to see that folks really are reading it and enjoying it ;w;

Thanks for taking the time to write me. :3 take good care, i hope the next week for your is kind and restful

all the best

-Fox

#fox answers asks #fox talks #the bridge burner

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a-dumbass-jester · 1 year

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Og post Im just going into detail^^

OK so I started tjis like over a year ago and i never put my thoughts down anywhere and at some point I lost my yttd hyper fixation and is now violently regaining it so some stuff might be a bit inaccurate

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{Human to doll}

I came up with tjis hc/theory of how the human dummies and doll dummies are the same because:

One(1): tragedy and angst

Two(2): I didn’t rlly like that fact that they were two completely separate people (especially clones) so this somehow became a tjing

OK SO, right after the human dummies died Midori (being Midori) was like “hm I wanna see if I can transfer their human souls/ ghost/ spirit into their doll copy”

and then he did and because it’s asunaro it somehow works

Before the AIs were put in the dolls they were conscious but just couldn’t move without the ai put in.

Because the AIs gave them the ability to move and do basically everything their souls attached itself to the ai

(PLEASE bear with me)

As for Hinako I don’t rlly know how exactly she becomes a doll but I assume asunaro has a doll (and ai) copy of her (because why not) and Midori did a similar thing to her but her doll was like underneath the coffin or smth

Summary: the dummies human soul was transferred their doll copy after they died (all six(6) of them) and it latched onto the AIs

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{how their all "alive"/ together}

OK so this whole thing centers around kurumada being the dummie that is still alive so he can miss the others and ask to see their AIs

Because everyone remembers everything and because everything asunaro rebuilds their dolls

This is also for selfish reasons to because they’ve literally gone from being human to doll and can and have experience the differences and uses them (as much as they hate it) as test subjects to test differences

Summary: kurumada is the only dummie left alive and he missed the others a lot so he asked so see their AIs

Asunaro then rebuilds their dolls after the death game

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Most of this ending actually focuses of after the game

Human dolls

Ok so most of the time after the game they stay at asunaro because:

One(1): their like legally (and physically) dead

Two(2): they’re dolls. They wouldn’t age , I would be weird if someone just stopped aging(ESPECIALLY the kids). They’re made of plastic so if anyone got hurt they would just crack (especially kurumada with him being a boxer)

So most they just stayed with asunaro

Sleeping(even though they don’t need to any more) in the rooms the participants slept in in chapter 2

Also since they would be staying there for god knows how long asunaro let them customize the rooms however they’d like

Also because Asunaro kinda did:

- Kill them

- Stuff them into dolls

- Take away any life or future they would’ve had

- Keep them here

(-experiment on them)

So asunaro’s kinda like “yeaaa, Soooorrryyyy about that” and like lets them to whatever they want. They’ll also like get them stuff from the store or smth if they want.

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Floormasters

OK SO tjis part is basically like 100 years later of smth, Sara (who won and took over asunaro) has died and asunaro did another death game to have someone take her place.

The dummies were used as floormasters because:

One(1): The irony of having people who were victims of the last death game and turned in the ones in charge

Two(2): They didn’t rlly have anyone else so they just went with them

So asunaro whipped their memories, messed with their heads and personality’s and turned them into floormasters

(I have entire designs(kinda) and concepts on what they would be and look like)

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Finally resting

So after they’re back to normal, and the new participants find out about all of this they set a plan to finally free the dummies and let them rest

The participants delete their AIs from the database(?) and set their dolls on fire so their no longer attached to their AIs and can be freed.

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Ok!!! So there is that!!

Hope you enjoyed, i guess!!

This sounds kinda bad written but here I guess

I wrote this at like 3/4 am

#the dumbass speaks #your turn to die #yttd #yttd dummies #ranmaru kageyama #mai tsurugi #naomichi kurumada #anzu kinashi #hinako mishuku #shunsuke hayasaka #yttd human dolls ending

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coffyao · 3 months

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imprint me chapter 2

Chapter 2: the meeting

“Ah konan! come, I need you here right now.”

After organizing her trolley, she readjusted the bottom of her sleeveless turtleneck, and sat up from her stool, indignant from his interruption but nonetheless, ready for her next client.

“...yeah, what is it?” she asked, and deidara used his thumb to point at a man who looked out of place to be in a tattoo parlour. A tucked in shirt, wide framed glasses and an oversized backpack. Most likely was a white-collar worker and wanted a change of pace after slaving away at a desk completing administrative work. She had a few of those already, but they were uncommon.

“He wants a tattoo, but he isn’t sure what he wants...”

That was also expected. They would usually come in, but because they hadn’t put too much thought into the actual tattoo but the idea of it instead, they would be at a loss at what to put on their skin.

“Did you show him our pre-made tattoo catalogue...” Konan mumbled, opening the drawer next to her side to retrieve it.

“I already did. He said that’s not what he wants...”

Right. It was time to put on her best customer service voice. Ambiguous requests were a pain to deal with.

She politely stepped in front of deidara, and with one hand in her baggy jeans to pull out her business card and another to rest on the desk, she says, “Hello sir. is there a specific idea that you have in mind?”

“...im not too sure, yet.” he replied drowsily, his tired and lost disposition reminding konan of a past relationship, that she would rather leave behind.

“...or rather an idea, do you have an adjective or...emotion, you would like to capture?”

If a customer wanted something inspirational, quotations or scriptures were the likely way to go. If a customer wanted something colourful, water-colour was sure to be right up their alley. If a customer wanted something pretty, she believed a type of flower would do the trick, since she was confident she could draw floral tattoo designs well.

“it’s complicated.”

Complicated?

‘complicated’ was too intangible of a word that she couldn’t fathom working with.

“...as in the concept itself? Or is it difficult to explain what you want into simpler words...”

“Might be both,” he said, serious in his expression, and his eyes moved towards the card that she still had between her stagnant fingertips.

Deidara nudged her shoulder, taking quick notice of this.

“Might as well give it to him...”

As vague as his request was, if she managed to pull this off right, she could potentially make a hefty buck out of him, as his empty canvas of an idea meant many, many possibilities of what he could want as a tattoo.

She pulled out her business card, the design being covered in purple chrysanthemums, whilst the background was black, and the lettering was in white. In the middle, it contained her full name, and it was followed by her social media page and her portfolio at the bottom. Then finally, at the top, it said, ‘fraGILE tattoo studio,’ presented in bold, and tall font.

She handed it to him, and said, “...if you think of ideas, let me know. Otherwise, message me on there and we can discuss what we could do moving forward.”

If he was only here for the purposes of hitting on her later, he would just be another male customer she would have to add to her ban list. Despite deidara’s skinny stature, he surprisingly had quite the extensive skills in martial arts, and Hidan was in most shifts anyway, his built stature being a deterrent enough for problematic customers.

“...thank you,” he replied, his expression softening, and the tone in his voice, a little warmer than when he first arrived. she wondered what he would like if he actually smiled.

“Despite the comically huge glasses, he’s a bit of a looker, isn’t he?” deidara teased, flipping the closed sign on the door.

“He’s fine,” konan dismissed, slipping on her cream-colored trench coat, her focus much rather intended on closing the shop as soon as humanly possible.

“just fine? You mean sort of sexy? hmm?” he badgered on, continuing to praise his looks even while they had left the shop, up until they reached the bus stop.

“he’s not only dark and handsome, but he’s got that mysterious intrigue, especially in those dreamy eyes of his...”

“Yes, I'm sure you would think so...” she said, and went into her pocket, pulling out her vape pen.

"...you finally quitting cigarettes?"

"I'm trying to."

She never used to be a smoker, at least, up until a year ago. chaining several cigarettes a week gave her a terrible health scare, and she didn't want to go back to that pitiful stage of her life.

She took a few inhales and passed it to deidara, who took a couple himself, and attempted to copy the vape tricks that he saw in a video. he of course, failed miserably in typical deidara fashion.

The bus shortly arrives after, and as he tries giving it back to her, she refused, and pushed it into his hand.

"...keep it. I'm not going to need it anymore."

instead of incessantly asking her questions like he always did, he decided to put in the black satchel he would always bring whenever he came to work. it was covered in patches of dry paint that he never bothered to clean, but he called it his baby, so she didn't bother to ask.

"enjoy your weekend, okay? and try not to oversleep like you usually do."

"...I'll try my best."

after deidara's bus left, and hers hadn't yet came, she thought about calling a taxi instead. Unlike what most thought about her, she wasn't at all patient, despite the calm expression that she always had on her face.

Hidan dubbed it, 'resting cold face.' He said it was better than saying she had a 'resting bitch face instead' but she always disagreed.

she didn't like being told that she was emotionless.

going on her phone, she thought about the spiky-haired stranger that came earlier today, and how everything about him was unreadable. Like a continuous drawn line that wasn't going anywhere, His attire didn't suit him, and there seemed to be a deep sadness that resigned deep, like he already accepted it, a long time ago.

a notification came.

obito1115 is typing...

she waited, fingers still in shaky anticipation.

is it okay if we discuss things now? I'm aware this is bad timing...

if you don't mind.

it was best if she stopped him moving, herself.

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#a03 fic #a03 link #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #naruto deidara #naruto au #naruto fanfiction #naruto #obito x konan #uchiha obito #obito uchiha #naruto obito #konan #konan naruto #obikonan

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hazbinextgeneration · 11 months

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Demon Bride Ch31 Interluding P4

(DISCLAIMERS AND IMPORTANT INFO!!!: EVERYONE in this story is in their early 20s-30s! This story will contain mentions of past abuse and death! I'll be keeping it as SFW. Some backstories have been slightly altered for this particular story, and some characters cannonically dead or harmed is alive and well. I own nothing.

Credit to @flanelltees for the designs I based the demons off to look more demon-like with tails and pointed ears.

This story will be sfw, but there will be some blood, implied death, fighting, some gore mentioned, and a few other things that will be made aware by warnings. Pay attention to warnings at the top of any chapters just under the summery please.)

Once in the mountain villages it was a custom that once a year on the night of the new year's first moon, an unlucky young lady would be selected and left for the demons to become one of the unlucky few who married such a husband. In exchange for this offering the demons would protect the villages and leave the humans in peace. Until one day a powerful warrior drove the demons away freeing the humans of them. Now 2,000 years later, it's become a tradition that once a year, a new young lady would be picked and wait for her future husband to retrieve her from a shrine in the mountains. And now the lucky tradition would fall upon Y/n L/n. It would be her own turn to take on the tradition and not have to worry about demons. After all that part of the old tradition was just fake, made up by paranoid ancestors. Everyone knew demons didn't exist....Right?

(WARNINGS!!!:Mentioning of killing.)

First Part Here:

Demon Bride Ch 1 Thus It Begins

(WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMERS!!! EVERYONE in this story is in their early 20s-30s! This story will contain mentions of past abuse and death! I'l

TUMBLR

Last Part Here:

Next Part Here:

(These are some events and important bits that happened between the chapters that mostly focused on reader and other demons.)

The air smelt of smoke. The land had been burnt of fire. Many of his servants were hurt and Eri was running around like a panicked chicken looking everyone over. There hadn't been any deaths thank goodness. But-

"THIS IS A DISASTER!!"

Most everyone winced or looked at one of the Upper Moons ranting looking a mixture of panicked, sad, raged, and if they were to be honest almost about to cry as his hands dug deep into his long black locks.

"MY HOME IS DESTROYED!! THE GARDEN IS COMPLETELY BURNT!! WE WON'T BE ABLE TO GROW ANY FOOD!! THERE'S A GAPING HOLE IN HALF MY HALLS AND ROOF!! I HAD SHELVES OF IMPORTANT DOCUMENTS IN SOME OF THOSE ROOMS!! I WON'T BE ABLE TO REPLACE ANY OF THEM!! THE MASTER IS GOING TO GIVE ME A SLOW AND PAINFUL DEATH FOR THIS!! AND WORST OF ALL MY SERVANTS WERE NEARLY KILLED AND I'M MISSING A WOMAN AND CHILD!!" KyoGAI hissed and Screamed out an unintelligible screech before rounding on his heel to face the just as equally angry Upper Moon next to him. "BUT WORST OF ALL YOU COME ALL THE WAY HERE TO TELL ME THAT THEY WERE KIDNAPPED AND NOW KAIGAKU IS TAKING THEM OFF TO WHO KNOWS WHERE?!"

AKAZA sighed and help up a barely contained hand. "I understand you're deeply upset but you have to remain calm-"

"UPSET!? UPSET IS A FUCKING UNDERSTATEMENT!! IM. FUCKING. P I S S E D O F F!!! DO YOU NOT SEE WHAT THOSE WATER BEETLES HAVE DONE TO MY WHOLE LIVELIHOOD?! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO PROVIDE FOR MY PEOOLE?! WHERE AM I GOING TO GET THE MATERIALS TO FIX THIS?!"

Akaza sighed and only shook his head. "Look. All I know is that Kokushibo got into my head just now. He said you already told him someone damaged your home and then I just explained to both of you want really happened. Hantengu's sons have gotten really out of hand. According to him they were after that child for whatever reason but that's not the important thing now. What's important is that they're all safe and no one's gotten hurt yet."

"Then what about the one's who caused this mess?!"

Veins appeared all along Akaza's arms as deadly fists tightened up. "That's why I said yet. Kokushibo is on his way as we speak, at his insane speed he should be here within a day and a half to assess the damage. I'm going to be tracking down the ones who did this and take them to Hairou until Kokushibo can decide what's to be done about them.'' Golden blue eyes glanced up and hissed when he saw a young lady crying hard as Eri wrapped bandages around her leg. "Dammit! All these innocent women so affected by their reckless actions. It pisses me off to no end!"

"Then you should go find them before they come back or before they decide to go after Y/n again!"

And that thought only pissed him off more. He looked back to Kyogai. "Will you be able to take care of everything until Kokushibo gets here?"

"If he'll be here as soon as you say then I can manage a day or two until he arrives. You need to stop them before they end up killing somebody! It's only a matter of time."

Kyogai was right. It was only a matter of time. And he had to find them. Quickly. And find them he did. Pretty easily might he add. He had helped Kyogai for a little bit first moving some debry around and helping with some of the victims. After everyone was accounted for and left. The first place he went to was the place that was full of collapsed trees, and scotch marks from hundreds of lightning bolts. Anyone could clearly tell a fight between powerful demons went on here with branches and fallen trees littering the ground everywhere. But there wasn't any signs of any demons still hanging around the area. So he opted to pack up and move onward to a different direction. The scent they left behind was strongest towards the north of here so that's where he opted to go. North. Fast strides. And no more than five miles away was where the five people responsible for such heinous crimes. All sitting down a small bonfire with a wild pig roasting over the flames.

"We've been searching these woods for ages!! And still no sign of any of them!! Dammit, Karaku!! You are such a fucking idiot!!!"

"Hey. Don't blame me for it!" The green eyed one pointed at the youngest. "Zohakuten should've used his wooden dolls and trapped them when he had the chance!!''

"HE COULD'VE IF YOU DIDN'T BLOW THEM AWAY!! AND THAT'S ANOTHER THING!! WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU AND UROGI WHEN WE NEEDED YOU!?"

"I WAS TAKING CARE OF FATHER AND LEFT LATER THAN YOU FOUR AND YOU KNOW THAT!! IT TOOK ME A FEW HOURS TO CATCH UP WITH YOU!! WHERE WERE YOU AND KARAKU WHEN I DID SHOW UP?!," the youngest brother demanded as equally raged as his oldest brother, "AND WHY WERE THESE THREE ACTING LIKE LOVE STRUCK PUPS?!"

"HEY! I happened to have almost drowned! I nearly died!," The one with the wings shouted back perched on a low hanging branch, "Do you know how hard it is to move with wet wings weighing your spine down?!"

"A-And I was poisoned and helpless at the time. B-B-But Sekido has a point Karaku. You shouldn't have done that," the blue one stuttered out.

"Alright! I fucked up but don't gang up on me when Sekido was the one who kept getting beheaded and left us to do most of the work! And I was blown away by that stupid samurai! How was it my fault I acted on fighting instincts?!"

"It's quite easy to explain really. ALL OF YOU ARE USELESS BUMBLING IDIOTS!! I CAN'T COUNT ON YOU FOR ANYTHING!!" AKAZA STARTED stepping forward. "KARAKU IS DISTRACTED BY ANY PRETTY WOMAN!! BOTH UROGI AND KARAKU NEVER TAKE THINGS SERIOUSLY!! AIZETSU NEVER GROWS A DAM BACK BONE WHEN HE NEEDS TOO!" Akaza slowly stepped out from behind some trees. "AND ZAHAKUTEN IS MORE STUBBORN AND THINKS HE KNOWS EVERYTHING!! AND THE MASTER IS GOING TO BE FURIOUS WITH US!! HIS COULD LITERALLY NOT BE ANY WORSE!!"

Karaku froze in his spot first seeing the taller Upper Moon approach Sekido from behind. Aizetsu wheezed a breath out stuttering and holding up a hand to shakily pointed behind him. Zohakuten leaned over to look past Sekido and much like Karaku immediately froze. Urogi choked on the roasted pig leg he was eating which landed on the ground with a thud and he began coughing a lot.

"What's wrong with you morons now?! Does the truth hurt? GOOD!! MAYBE YOU'LL BE ABLE TO- HRK!!" Something strong wrapped around his neck and lifted him up. He choked and dropped his staff to grab at the hand wrapped around his neck before he was turned and froze as he stared into the rage filled eyes of Upper Moon Three.

"I should've expected you to be trouble. As soon as you became Upper Moon Four you challenged me without thinking." His grip tightened. "Now all of you are going to put out that fire and come with me. If not-...Well Kokushibo never said to keep you in one piece. He only said to bring you back. Now what will it be."

....The bonfire was quickly put out and five men were marched off towards the direction of the Infinity Castle.

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Hmm.

Well this certainly was quite a headache wasn't it? After all why wouldn't it be? He had a lot of work on his shoulders to complete. He didn't have the time to get all these problems. The beginning of the year was fine enough. It was only when he summoned Kaigaku to train that he was made aware of the news.

The bark of trees felt rough against the palm of grey skin, perfect to blending into shadows and walking along the darkness of the cursed trees that beckoned any unknowing traveler further into their branches. A light step. Another light step. Light enough to not be heard by anyone my dear. A quiet mouse amongst the darkness a contrast to the many others in the surroundings. He moved amongst the shadows which were his best friends. His only allies in this battle of the most deadliest predator to live among them and for once he wasn't at the top of the deadly food chain.

Dark tree past dark tree. Weaving past darkness and limbs and lungs heavy with air whirled around by the wind. Close. The danger was close. Breath. Sweet air was the need. The fuel for the best outcome. For his eventual clash with the death bringer. The trees couldn't hide that from him. Adrenaline pumping. Viens bunching up as a black tsuka of a katanna was grabbed, burnt to the touch as the rumbling of thunder was fueled by the whirling, taunting, wind in his lungs to make way for an electrical storm that bubbled through his blood vessels and gave the needed power to metal to become the lightning strike that shook the scene before him. All time became irrelevant as with each mighty push of his body from the allied shadows gave him the momentum for the target gaining closer and closer to his face. Where was it? WHERE WAS IT WHERE WAS IT?! He felt it was close so whe-

SHING!!

A metal against metal sounds. A shine of silver in the dark. A dash of shadow. And a strike of thunder. The thunder struck the moon hard with a might that should be feared certainly. But the moon always shines brighter. A deadly hand struck out and with one blow to his head. The thunder was defeated.

"You have... improved greatly since our last meeting...But you...still rush things too much.."

There was a mumble from the body on the ground followed by a loud groan. Yep. He'd have a headache for the rest of the day now.

"If...you had waited ...ten more seconds... you would have...dealt a great blow to my...shoulder blade... However you seem to be...in better spirits..than before." There was a sound as a moon's blade was put away. "Get up...We shall try again immediately..."

The black cloaked body cursed at himself but pushed himself to his feet as he was ordered. "Yes. Let's try again."

"... Perhaps you..have something on your mind...that distracts you? You seem...oddly calmer...But I doubt...you have learnt patience yet."

"Heh. You could say that I guess." A rare smile that wasn't as smug was smiled.

"The magatama on your wrist...did you perhaps...lose it again?"

"...No. I chose to present it to someone else."

"Explain."

"I'm engaged."

Silence.

"....I see. ...I was not expecting this...Who?"

"It's complicated. I honestly don't believe it myself a few times. ...But it's not important. I'm ready to continue. Let's try again-"

"No...You shall explain...to me..all details at once..it is...a matter that... impacts your... ability to..concentrate. I must know...in order to ..best make it so...you focus..."

It was quite a surprise for him to learn about the entire situation. A human girl stumbling blindly in here being chased by other demons during mating season and then being chased into the safety of Kyogai's mansion only to be courted by his apprentice and agreed to be engaged. To be fair not the worst surprise he's ever heard of but it was still a surprise anyone wanted to marry such a angry samurai. ...Hmm. he'd look into it later. Unfortunately any training had to be cut short with news reaching him about a string of murders in the capital. A slew of murders had taken place overnight and seven girls between the ages of sixteen and twenty had been brutally slaughtered in one night. He had to cancel the last week of their planned training to go and see what this was all about. He was afraid it could've been a demon with Bloodlust Syndrome. This wasn't good. However not even a few days later it went from bad to worse thanks to himself being summoned by Nakime and Kyogai and Akaza.

"What seems to...be the problem."

"What's wrong?! I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S WRONG!!," Kyogai mentally screamed at him. Hmm. Strange. Usually the lowest Kizuki was much more docile to him but it seemed something riled him up beyond rational thinking. "TELL THE MASTER TO CALL OFF HANTENGU'S SONS!! THEY DESTROYED MY HOME AND KIDNAPPED TWO PEOPLE UNDER MY CARE!! AKAZA JUST ARRIVED AND HAD TO EXPLAIN WHO THEY WERE!!!"

Akaza stewed silently in agreement to their right as Nakime silently observed keeping them all together.

"Calm yourselves... Explain...in detail...what has happened."

He was mentally rubbing his temples by the time Akaza and Kyogai had finished explaining the entire situation to him. The things he had to fix on a daily basis was maddening as it was infuriating.

"Where is Kaigaku? Tell him...to assist...until I arrive."

"I can't. I ordered him to get the woman and child somewhere safe."

He mentally turned to face Akaza. "You went... deliberately..over my head...and ordered him..away?"

"I had to ensure the victims they were after were safe!" Akaza spoke with barely held back rage. "What do YOU think I should've done?!"

"....We will discuss.... you're disrespect later...for now you will...track down the ones responsible..and bring them to...Hairou for holding...until I can arrive. I must see...the damage done....When you have delivered them...you will bring the girl...and child to me. They seem...the focus..of much trouble...I have to figure out. Until then...you are all... dismissed." A strum from Nakime cut off both of the Kizuki talking to him originally but he still had one other thing to do. "Nakime...Bring me... Kaigaku immediately."

STRUM!!

The sounds of the biwa guitar sounds out and he waited patiently mentally rubbing his temples. Perfect. Now he would have to put his investigation on hold while he saw over this mess. He only had to wait ten minutes but eventually someone joined the two of them. An irritated annoyed presence that was familiar to him but the new male paused when he noticed Kokushibo there.

"Sensai?," Kaigaku asked clearly confused to what was going on.

"I'll get to..the point. I am aware of your problem....You left your..post and...took the human girl and ...child somewhere." Kaigaku remained silent. "Akaza will be there...in five days time..to retrieve them from your...custody..you are to leave..them and head back...to your post.. immediately."

"WHAT?! BUT I CAN'T!! SHE NEEDS ME!!" Kaigaku pushed back with force that his stubbornness came with. "She can't be left alone!! What kind of thing is that to ask me?!"

"Are. You. Questioning. Me." Kaigaku went cold and silent. "You. Will. Do. As. I. Say. Immediately. Or there will be.... consequences. Nakime."

STRUM!!

Their connection was severed and he was left in his own body. Again sighing and getting ready to experience a massive headache. Things were not going as he liked.

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-THIS NEXT PART TAKES PLACE A FEW DAYS AFTER CH 29-

Something's bubbling in one corner. Something stinks of chemicals on the desk. The world in here was dark save for random candle lights. What lied inside was not for the faint of heart and where brave men wouldn't even dare venture. So maybe that's why he did. He was considered insane after all. Insane enough to poke the sleeping dragon. He knew the monster inside knew of his presence long before he just blatantly opened the door with a loud creak.

"Did you bring me what I wanted?"

The figure in the dark corner didn't even look up from his work. A small syringe in his hand dripping a few drops of a clear orange liquid into a slightly larger vile of crystal clear different liquid. The few orange drops were swirled inside like small mists. Footsteps approached him and he still didn't bother to look up when a small notepad was placed on the table next to him.

"And that is?"

"New information I got on her from Kaigaku. You should read it over and have a look. It's actually quite interesting.~"

Red eyes finally bothered to look up and put down his work. The viles put down. And the notepad slid over and opened. There was silence as teal eyes watched as pages were slowly read. The only sounds were the crinkling of paper as pages were only turned ...and slowly the notepad was closed.

"....Bring me Kokushibo. I want all Kizuki to the Infinity Castle immediately. And I want that human with them."

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English Coffee

Triggers: 18+ only!, some DA, name calling, etc.

Summary: Fionnuala has had a shit time, so when she gets screamed at by a customer it’s the last straw. She gets a job working with Greta Van Fleet on their tour as a costume design assistant. She has a rule for no relationships but what happens when she catches the eye of Josh? Will she go ahead and follow her heart, or will she refuse and lose everything she loves ?

Chapter 4.

Me and Jess were dancing along in the sidelines to the music. Hearing them in person was so different to listening to a recorded version, the music was dizzying with how good they were. None of them missing a beat, Josh’s voice was amazing, the way he sung was like he was an angel. His voice made me feel like I was on another level.

I was dancing along with Jess to Light My Love, Josh was prancing about the stage engaging with the crowd. I was admiring he beautiful he was under the stage lights when he walked over to me and passed me a rose, he winked and carried on back to the middle. I could feel my cheeks were bright red and my chest felt like it was caving in on itself. Jess was once again smirking at me and threw her hands up.

I was still standing in shock when I saw Sam and Jake smile at me from the stage, I ignored them and turned around. The temperature seemed to go up 10° backstage. What do I do? How am I meant to react to something like this?

My phone started ringing in my back pocket, I pulled it out and saw it was an unknown number again. I felt the blood drain from my cheeks, I told Jess I would be 2 minutes and made my way outside. It was now or never. Let’s find out who this dickhead is.

I took a deep breath, my hands shaking bringing the phone up to my ear. ‘Hello?’ I tried to sound tough, like I wasn’t going to collapse any second. ‘There she is.’ The voice drawled, Scottish accent thick on the other side. ‘Have you been ignoring me?’ Ezra asked. My heart was beating out my chest. ‘Yeah, I have been. Leave me alone Ezra, it’s been months there is nothing here with me for you anymore.’ It has started to rain, the cool drops soothing me. The guys would be done soon, I needed to get back inside.

‘Well that’s not true is it, I said we needed to talk so we will talk.’ He said, I could tell my comment had annoyed him. His voice coming out harsher than before. ‘What do we possibly need to talk to about?’ I snapped. I had started pacing now, trying to calm my voice so no one could hear. Jess will be wondering where I am. ‘Us. We need to talk about us. I miss you, darling. I want us back. I’m sorry for what happened.’ Here we go again, the apologies and the ‘Im sorry’s’. ‘Your apology means nothing, I’m not coming back. After everything that happened, please just leave me alone.’ My eyes were stinging, the start of tears building up. I had shed enough tears over this asshole, I shoved them back and took a deep breath. ‘You know you need me. You are nothing, no one will want you.’ He snapped, he was getting angry.

‘Ezra, we are done. Nothing you say hurts anymore.’ I was nearly shouting at this point, on edge that someone would hear. ‘We aren’t done my love. I’m not letting go yet, you know how sorry I am. You will come running back. You always do, you need me. You are nothing without me.’ His voice dripping with venom. He was taunting me, he wanted me to snap. ‘Please, just leave me alone.’ I begged, I could feel it all coming back. All the dependency, all the tears, the fear. How much I was convinced I loved him. ‘Never, darling. You’re mine.’ I hung up after that, letting the tears flow freely. The rain coming down heavier, I fell back against the wall and tried to calm my breathing.

How am I meant to go and face them now. I could feel my makeup down my face, my hair was a state. The concert had finished now, I could hear people leaving from the front. Taking one last deep breath I turned to open to the door, before I got a chance to it slammed open. Jess came out, ‘Flo! Oh god, what happened?’ She said rushing up to hug me, her accent coming out thick with worry. I let the tears flow now, my body racking with sobs while I clung onto her. ‘It was him. I answered and it was him.’ I said into her shoulder. I pulled away worried about the makeup on her, ‘Darling, why did you answer? I thought we agreed you wouldn’t.’ She said holding my face, ‘I needed to know. I needed to know if it was him.’ I said, I probably looked so pathetic with my makeup smeared down my face, wet hair stuck to the sides of my neck and crying over my abusive ex boyfriend who I answered the phone too.

‘Just leave me alone, I brought this on myself. I answered the phone, I knew what that would do. I’m pathetic, he’s right.’ I said shoving her hands off me. Immediately feeling terrible for treating her this way, she’s just trying to help and be my friend. I began to walk away, shoving the door open and beginning to walk back to our office to grab my stuff. ‘Flo! Wait!’ Jess said, running to catch up. ‘I’m just gonna get an uber back to the hotel and go to bed. Tell the guys some family stuff came up, and i’m sorry I can’t come. I’m sorry for putting this on you, I should have kept it to myself.’ I said, picking my bag up and walking out. Praying that I didn’t see the guys, especially Josh.

‘Flo, come on. Talk to me.’ Jess said following me. ‘I’m sorry, I can’t. I need to be alone. I’m so sorry for putting this on you, I’ll talk tomorrow.’ I said, walking out the back entrance and ordering an uber. I pulled up my front camera, and grabbed a tissue from my bag and started wiping off the state of my makeup from the rain.

My phone pinged from my back pocket and I pulled it out.

Josh: Hey, where did you go? I didn’t see you for last couple of songs.

Flo: Sorry, I have some family issues to deal with. I’m sure you guys smashed it!

Josh: Oh, okay. Well i’m here if you need me. Are you coming out later with us? I would love you to be there

Flo: I don’t think so Josh, sorry. See you tomorrow.

Josh: Oh, okay. See you tomorrow.

There were no pictures exchanged in this conversation, and that upset me a little bit.

I got into the uber, the driver kept the contact polite which I was thankful for. I’m sure he saw the state of me and didn’t want to get into anything.

My phone pinged with messages from Jess, begging me to please talk to her or let her come to my hotel room to talk. Josh stopped messaging me after that, which I was thankful for. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, and wanted to wallow in my own self pity.

We pulled up to the hotel and I immediately headed straight for my room. When I got in I had a shower to wash away all the rain and makeup from my face, got into my pajamas and turned on some shitty romance movie from the tv. Brilliant, just what I need. More love to watch.

I knew how awkward it was going to be tomorrow with Jess, I was gonna need to apologise for snapping at her. This is what happens every time I was with Ezra, I would push people away and end up alone and crying. He got into my head and made me answer the phone, just to shoot me down into nothing and then try and worm back in while I was low.

Nothing happened for the rest of the evening, I phoned my mum to talk about how work was going and how great America was. Me and my mum have always had a great relationship, after Ezra we reconnected and have been close ever since. I can’t tell her what is going on here, not about Josh or Ezra getting back in contact. It would upset her too much to know how much he upset me tonight and that he is trying to get back into my life. It’s better to keep it secret from her.

I woke up the next morning, and checked my phone. Nothing from Ezra, thank god. A couple of texts from Jess, and one from Josh.

Jess: Call me in the morning please.

Don’t rush into work, I have it covered. Come when you’re ready. Please talk to me when you can, I’m worried.

Bring your bags we gotta head to the airport after 😊

Josh: Coffee this morning ?

I called Jess to tell her I was coming in after lunch, and that I would speak to her properly then, when everything had settled. Josh asking me for coffee. I have to agree, I cancelled last night and didn’t stay for the concert like I promised I would. I needed to apologise.

Flo: Sure, how does 9 work?

Josh: Perfect for me! I’ll meet you in the lobby?

Flo: Perfect, see you then 😊

I checked the time now, it was 8. That gives me an hour to look presentable and think of a story that I could tell him about my family.

I got in the shower and then chose my outfit, black wide leg cropped jeans with a vintage orange and black cardigan with wide sleeves. I tucked it in a bit to give me some shape, chucked on my converse and made my way to the lift. I was walking down the hallway when I heard a voice call my name. I turned around to see Josh, I smiled ‘Hiya! I was just going to the lift.’ I said gesturing to the lift in front of me. He looked at me confused, ‘Lift?’ I nodded, ‘Yeah the lift. What’s wrong ?’ He started to giggle. ‘That’s an elevator.’ I looked at him and smirked. ‘No, it’s a lift.’

He laughed loudly and pressed the button, ‘That’s a British phrase i’m guessing.’ He said looking at me while we stepped in, ‘I’m guessing so. How was it last night? Sorry I couldn’t come, family stuff.’ I said looking at him. I took in his outfit, classic chinos and a plain top. His hair was curled and styled on his head, any makeup from last night washed off and a plain jacket. Classic necklaces hanging off his neck.

‘Yeah it was good! Jess told me about the family issues, sorry about that. Sam and Danny got very drunk and have yet to wake from their slumber.’ He said, he looked me over and smiled. ‘You’re very chipper, no hangover ?’ I said, we reached the bottom floor and stepped out. ‘A little, but coffee will help. No work this morning?’ He said holding the door open for me while I stepped out the lobby. ‘Not till after lunch. Jess told me to come in late said she has some stuff to sort. I think we are going to Houston later after we finalise some designs, then we have a couple of days off. She said we can drive it ?’

He started leading me toward the car park, he placed his hand on my low back and I tensed up not expecting his light touch. ‘That’s perfect, love! Neither do I. Let’s spend the morning together. Yeah, it’s 4 hours I think.’ He said smiling wildly. He unlocked a car and opened the door for me. ‘Wait, you have a car here?’ I said thanking him and sliding in, he closed the door for me and came around the other way. ‘Yeah, I usually rent one if I’m close to home.’ He turned the car on and pulled out the car park.

‘So where are we going ?’ I asked while he passed me his phone and told me to choose the music. This made me smile, ‘Oh so the big rockstar trusts the his British costume designer to choose the music, shouldn’t I be privileged Mr Boss.’ I teased while choosing some Ghost Hounds. He looked over at me and smirked, ‘Mr Boss? Don’t tease me darling.’ Suddenly the nickname sounded sour coming from his mouth, I’m sure he saw my face drop when the last word left his beautiful lips. ‘Something wrong Flo?’ He asked looking at me fully now while we waited at some lights.

‘No, nothing. Where are we going?’ I said, trying to fake happiness. I didn’t want to be reminded of Ezra this morning, but here we were. He’s right, I was never going to leave him. ‘Oh, well I was thinking a classic American diner. Give you the full experience.’ He said smiling, it didn’t reach his eyes. I knew he could tell something had changed, the mood has shifted in the car. I can’t tell him, he doesn’t need to know.

‘Sounds perfect! I’ve always wanted American diner pancakes and the way they refill the coffee. Amazing.’ I said, it’s true I had always wanted that. ‘In England the best you get is a shitty little cafe, where the coffee is made from instant granules and some skinny pancakes with lemon and sugar.’ He giggled at my comment, ‘I love your accent, it’s adorable the way you pronounce things.’ He said smiling, he pulled into a car park for a diner and I got excited. ‘Oh, park the car Josh let’s go!’ I said pulling on his arm while he reversed into a space.

I had never thought seeing someone drive was attractive before until now. The little things like looking over his shoulder and turning the wheel was so sexy to me. I quickly shook the thoughts away and got out the car when he turned it off.

‘Slow down Flo. I’m coming.’ Josh said, as I tugged him along. He laughed the whole way into the diner, he chose a little booth in the back. It looked exactly like all the American films I had watched, I loved it. He passed me a menu from opposite me and stared reading. A waitress in the classic apron came over and asked us if we wanted coffee, I agreed and she turned my cup over and poured me a cup. When I took a sip I immediately sighed, ‘See Josh, this is good coffee. Nothing like English coffee, but it’s better than the pure sugar one Jess got me.’

Josh took a sip of his coffee, ‘Yeah, America does love their version of coffee.’ He said, ‘I’m getting some waffles, what about you love?’ He said leaning back in his seat. He looked so relaxed, it was weird to see him like this. Relaxed, in his element. I wanted to see it more, like what he would look like first thing in the morning waking up in bed. ‘Um, pancakes I think. With blueberries.’ I said quickly, trying to get the idea out to my head. He smiled and nodded, ‘We are travelling up tomorrow to Houston, Sam wants to spend another night and go to that bar again. So we will see you guys tomorrow, we can all do something.’ Josh said, I nodded. ‘Yeah, that sounds amazing. I’d love to spend a day walking around, the vibe is so different to England. A lot less pubs.’ I said, as the waitress came to take our order.

‘Yeah, we definitely don’t have a normal English pub here.’ Josh said smiling. ‘Are you okay, Flo? You don’t seem like yourself this morning.’ There it was, the question I had been dreading. I knew Josh wasn’t just going to beat around the bush, he doesn’t seem like the type. He was staring at me, like he was trying to analyse what was going on. I looked back at him, his face had shifted to concern at my lack of answer. I nodded quickly, taking a sip of coffee to stall for a moment. ‘Yep, absolutely fine.’ I spoke. He leaned forward in his seat, clasping his hands and staring at me. ‘No, I don’t think you are darling.’ I froze up again at the nickname and looked away, the intensity becoming too much. ‘There you go again, what’s happening?’

‘Why do you care Josh?’ I snapped, immediately regretting what I did. He widened his eyes and looked down, ‘Wow, I was just wondering if you’re okay Flo. I’m your friend, I care.’ He said looking back up. ‘No, you’re not. You’re my boss, it’s not your concern if I am okay.’ I said, the waitress brought our food over them. Breaking up the staring contest, I thanked her and smiled.

Josh sighed and dropped his head, when he looked back up I caught his eye. He looked beautiful with his earrings dangling off his ears and necklaces hitting the table gently from swaying. ‘I might technically be your boss Flo, but I also want to be your friend. I know something is going on, and I care.’ He sighed, ‘I care about you, I want to get to know you more.’ He said picking up a fork. He wasn’t going to give up I could tell, I know this whole thing is wrong but the butterflies are back and trying to tell me different. The way he said he cared, it sounded different.

‘Whatever you say Josh.’ I sighed and ate my pancakes, they were tasty just like I always thought they were in the movies. ‘But first, I want to know your middle name. He said smirking, the previous conversation forgotten, thank god. ‘Absolutely not, you haven’t earned it.’ I said waving my fork at him. He was still smirking when his eyebrows raised. ‘Oh I have to earn it from the pretty girl?’ My mouth dropped open in shock, ‘No, no you know that’s not what I meant.’ I stuttered out. My face started heating up and I looked down at my plate, ‘Are you sure?’ He teased me, I looked up at him still bright red. ‘Very sure.’ He nodded and his face dropped. ‘Oh, okay. Anyway, how do I earn the privilege to learn you middle name love?’ He asked, I could tell the smile gracing his face was fake.

‘You’ll figure it out Mr Kiszka.’ I smiled, and finished off my coffee and pancakes. I offered to pay for the food, but he refused and left cash and tip down. ‘So what now ?’ I asked him as we strolled back to the car. His hand coming to rest on my back again, it felt natural this time but I still jumped a little when his hand met my skin. ‘Hmm, well we still have a few hours till you’re needed at work with Jess. How about the botanical gardens they have here? If you’re into that sort of thing.’ He said opening the door for me. I slid into the car and watched him walk around and hop into his side, ‘That sounds amazing!’ I said smiling while he smiled and put the directions into his phone.

We chatted as he drove his way to the gardens, he talked about how the band got started, how amazing it is to be touring the world with his brothers. I loved the way he called Danny his brother, it shows how close they were and how much he valued him. He asked me about my life back home, my parents and interests. It was nice to just talk to him, away from work and what designs he likes for his outfits. We arrived at the botanical gardens and I could smell the flowers from the car park.

‘So I got us tickets already.’ Josh said smiling as he got out the car, I stepped out too and grabbed my bag. ‘Oh no, how much was it ?’ I said pulling my purse out, I opened it when he walked over and grabbed my hand. I felt goosebumps rise on my skin where his skin met mine, I sucked in a breath and looked up. He was staring down at me, ‘Don’t worry love, I got it.’ He said pulling away. ‘No please! Let me get this one.’ I insisted and pulled out some cash, ‘Please Josh.’ He smirked down at me as we walked into the reception area to grab our tickets. ‘Absolutely not, this is your first time in the lovely USA so let me get this one.’ I sighed and walked after him while he grabbed the tickets.

While he was stood at the desk grabbing our maps, I slid the money into his back pocket. He didn’t seem to notice and passed me a map while we walked into the gardens. I took a deep breath in and closed my eyes, it smelled amazing in here. I sighed and opened my eyes to look over at him. He was smiling slightly down at me, he placed a hand on my back and led me on. ‘Happy to be here Flo?’ He said pulling me in closer, his arm making its way up my back to over my shoulders, froze up a bit. I haven’t been this close to a guy since Ezra. The butterflies are back, I felt sick with how many were flying around my stomach. ‘Uh, yeah. Very.’ I mumbled, ‘Sorry, love. Is this not okay?’ He said pulling away for a second. ‘No! No it’s fine Josh. Just took me by surprise that’s all.’ I said leaning back into him.

We carried on walking around and chatted more. He was fun, he kept the conversation going. There was no awkward silences, he just kept asking questions. He wanted to know everything, from my favourite colour, to my favourite music and my family. ‘So, tell me Flo. Any boyfriend, girlfriend on the scene?’ He asked me as we walked past some water feature. His arm was still around me, holding me in close. The butterflies were still raging in my stomach as I sipped a latte we had picked up. I took out my phone to snap a picture and post it to my story. Nothing from any account I didn’t know had looked at my story last time, but I will check again after this one. I tagged my location so my mum and Orla can see what I’m doing.

I froze up a little bit and peeked at him, he was looking forwards sipping his cappuccino. How could one man look so sexy drinking a coffee?

‘Um, no.’ I said looking down, ‘How about you?’ I asked him. ‘Nope, haven’t been in a relationship for about a year now.’ He said smiling looking at me. He was always so happy, I want to be that happy all the time. ‘Cool.’ I said, immediately cringing. I had no idea what to say and that’s the first thing that came to mind? Great. He chuckled next to me, ‘Cool. We should get going, I’m sure you and Jess have a lot to do before we set off to Houston. We still on for plans tomorrow with the guys and Jess?’ He said guiding me back down another path filled with flowers.

‘Definitely! I want an American night out soon.’ I said, I took his coffee cup and chucked them in the bin as we passed one. When I walked back over he placed his arm on my shoulder again, it seemed natural to him. Maybe he was like this with all his friends? Yeah, don’t get your hopes up it’s just who he is. ‘I’m looking forward to it love.’

We made our way back to the car and headed back to the hotel. Me and Jess were working from her room today before the airport just to start some new designs and check in with how the tailor was doing. I hopped out the car as he pulled up but he grabbed my hand to stop me, I sat back in my seat and looked over at him. He was staring at me, concern swimming in his eyes and he still had a hold of my hand. ‘You can talk to me Flo. You know that, right?’ He said softly, as if to not scare me off. My breath got stuck in my throat, his gorgeous brown eyes never breaking eye contact. ‘Flo, you can talk to me darling.’ I let out a shaky breath, closed my eyes and looked away. That name, that horrible, shitty pet name. I hate what it does to me. I hate the way my body instantly reacts. I love the way it rolls off his tongue, how it makes it way out of his beautiful mouth. But whenever I hear it, all I can see if Ezra.

All I can picture in my mind is him, the way he would stare down at me. How his hand would be balled into a fist at his side, ‘Fionnuala, darling. You bring this on yourself.’ ‘Get up, darling.’ ‘Darling, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry.’

His hand was still holding mine, ‘Flo, come on talk to me whats going on?’ He said, I heard the leather of his seat creak as he leant forwards. ‘I can’t, I can’t tell you.’ I said, I opened my eyes and looked at him. His forehead had lines from where he was concerned, I can’t tell him what’s going on. He doesn’t need to know, he’s my boss. If I tell him he might think i’m not up for the job, it’s better if I just keep this between me and Jess.

‘Flo, you can. You can talk to me. I want to help, I know something is going on.’ He said, his voice still soft, his hand was still holding mine. I pulled my hand away and sighed. ‘It’s none of your concern, Josh. You’re my boss, I am here to do a job. My personal issues don’t concern you.’ I said looking down, when I looked up his face was hard. ‘Yes, they do Flo. Something is going on, you freeze up nearly every time I talk to you. We have amazing talks, but something keeps making you pull back. Something is going on. If you don’t want to tell me fine, but I care okay? I care, Flo.’ He said.

I opened the door and got out, ‘Maybe that’s the issue, boss.’ and made my way inside tears pricking at my eyes. Maybe this job was a shit idea from the start.

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honeybeewhereartthee · 2 years

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My Darling Dolls

Chapter 25: Pestering Rei, Shadow Doll, and the Void

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"ritsu!"

you look around and don't see any ritsu as Rei come running to your direction. Smiling so sweetly as if it's a nice day today.

"..." You quickly give him space to run as you thought he can see further than you do, but as you did so, you saw him jump with his eyes close, ready for a hug to only land in the floor where you use to stood.

"Ritsu why do you dodge your oniichan hug?!" He cried out.

"Sakuma-san... Where you trying to hug me just now?" You were sure he was calling the same Ritsu and not MC.

"Uwaaa ritsu, call me oniichan!"

"..." Holy shit this guy is nuts, he think your his younger brother or someshit. You quickly back away and run away from him.

"Ritsu come back to oniichan! Oniichan brought you some souvenir!" Rei of course give chase holding the stuff he brought for ritsu.

"HELP SOME CRAZY PERSON CALLING ME HIS LIL BRO. WHICH IM NOT!" you yelled out as your being chase by a brocon who might be so blind to see, your not ritsu.

"RITSU HOW COULD YOU BE THIS MEAN TO YOUR ONIICHAN!" Rei yelled back as he felt hurt being called crazy person by 'ritsu'

"KURO KURO HELLPPPP!!" you saw a familiar friendly giant friend of yours and quickly hide behind him as Rei comes smiling from the corner you just come from.

"Ah? Anguille? What's wrong?" Kuro quickly defend you but when he saw it's Rei he relax. "It's just Rei." He pat your head saying there's no problem with Rei F all. You saw rei comes to a stop in front of you two and hugs you.

"Ritssuuuuu!" He beam hugging you shamelessly. You unconsciously throw him off over your shoulder as self defense and arm lock his hands behind his back.

As you did so, not seen in naked eyes a mirage image of ritsu synchro with your movement as your eyes glow red. But Rei clearly see it! Rei smile as he saw his brother missing soul through you! He wasn't a lunatic! He did see with his own (brocon) eyes!

"Fuck off." You aren't rude to people, at least not until they go pass the boundary of your limit but you somehow don't like Rei being around you. His so icky for some reason, even so his a doll as well.

"Oh. You guys don't need to use force. There's things that could go through chatting." Kuro help Rei after you let go of him and kicked him to the ground. Your eyes still lacing with red glow.

"It keep following me." You grumble as you point at Rei.

"IT?! ITS NOT IT. ITS ONIICHAN ITS ONIICHAN, RITSU!" Rei felt so hurt but hearing familiar rude behavior of Ritsu, he is pretty sure than before Ritsu is connected to you.

"uwaahhh... Crazy." You hide behind Kuro seeing Rei behavior is very weird right now.

"...??? Ah. Are you guys related?" Kuro now think your full name is MC Ritsu Anguille. Since one of your name is foreign, it's probably the reason you have multiple names. Through it's very coincidence your second names sound like Rei little brother name... Wait what was Rei little brother name again...?' Kuro mind suddenly went blank as he try to remember what Rei little brother look like, he does know his little brother work in the knights Unit yet when one try to remember the face or name it comes out blank.

"Agh..." You grumble as you and rei circle around Kuro tall form as he think about the name and face of Rei little brother. "Leave me alone!" You run away yet again after saying goodbye to Kuro. "Bye, see you later!" He snap from his thoughts and wave you goodbye, he watch Rei shamelessly follow behind you.

It's been two weeks or so since you come back to your human form, you meet up with people you meet when your in your doll form when Eichi force you to work (his good help isn't good at all, his gonna inslave either way) was for you to be force to work under starPro as custom designer or outfit creator to help out Anzu. Which you were reluctant to do until eichi flash Ensemble squire currency which alkaloid and crazy: b really needed right now. You give in.

As you pass the corner, Hands pulled you and secure familiar hold keep you safe as Rei passes by without noticing you at all.

"RITSU?"

and went to the corner looking and chasing.

"Mayoi~" you Beam to the person who saved you from that trouble. Your eyes no longer glow red the moment he held you. The shadow figure of certain younger Sakuma become a small shadow doll hanging over your shoulder yet you never see it with your naked eyes.

"M-MC...!" He grab hold of the mini shadow ritsu and throw it back to the void with the rest of haunted dolls are.

...

Void

"Nyoommm" -shadow ritsu landed and rolled around the fluffy plain. He soon yawn and sleep again.

...

Back to You two.

' ahhh, the twins are right... One of the haunted dolls are awake.' he then proceed to hug you as he thought of how to fix the mess with sakumas.

A few days ago when the twins went back from the void after their punishment for making you drink alcohol in that role play of spy x family. They all went saying that one of the dormant souls is awaken.

...

Few days ago.

Mayoi: p-please don't make the same mistake again ok---

Hinata, who's in his doll form: AHHHH MAYOI-SAN ONE OF THE SOULS ACCIDENTALLY WAKE UP!

Yuuta: they bite aniki! And almost drained aniki energy!

Mayoi:...??????

Aoi twins: MAYOI-SAN! It means sakuma ritsu is slowly awaken!

Mayoi: !!???

...

It should been a good news since it mean Ritsu other haft of soul could leave the void and return to his other haft and become a full ritsu sakuma again. But when Mayoi put your human body in the void to be safe and sound. Ritsu have leech onto your shadow unconsciously.

Now his somewhat possessing you when Rei or people he knows Is around. The fact that he glued himself very tightly connected and won't bulge unless Mayoi makes him sleep back to the void for few hours or so. Like he did just now.

"Hmm~" you giggle enjoying the hug. Not noticing the things Mayoi did just now.

"Btw did you know that ritsu person Rei is looking for?" You do know Rei have a younger brother but his image comes blurry in mind.

"...!" He was surprised by your question but looking at your face. He sigh and takes your hand as you two enter a secret passage way, as you two left the corner. Rei come around again.

"RITSU DOKO?!"

...

"Unfortunate souls... Where granted to be able to join the realm of the living by going through a process where a living most show them love and acceptance to be one of them. To enjoy their presence in the world as someone fits to live in this world. Adults humans cannot accept oddity in their mature age.

" So the blue star and the first dollmaker, thought about trying out with the children who would accept the oddity as a new realm of possibility and befriend the unknown and accept them. A way to them is through toys or dolls. So the first doll was made. Kanata Shinkai. The first owner was a precious child who accept Kanata yet only as an imaginary friend--

"Hey I wanna ask about Ritsu... Why am I hearing this... Through I think I heard this story before... Just Kanata version."

You raise a hand to pause Mayoi from his story telling as he serve you some Cocoa. It seems were in some underground house he knows in ES.

"Oh my... My bad. Fufu. MC seems to not like stories anymore." Mayoi chuckle as he seat beside you. You lean your head on his shoulder which made him smile slightly blush.

"I like stories. Especially if it's you who's telling it." You mumble, snuggling close to him. "You and I have work you know? We only have till we get spam by message to hear the story. Maybe next time I will hear the story."

"Hmm, I guess. I shall skip to the important part then." He mumble as he lay his head on your head, you giggle as his hair went in front of your face.

"Okii. I still wanna hear full story letter ùwú." You proceed to untie his hair and made his hair full down to your side, pretending you have double color hair in one side. He chuckle as he realize what your doing.

"Ritsu... He was made into a doll, after a while. Like a many Dollmaker later. But sakuma went and picks him up as his able to maintain his human form as the new head of the so called 'vampire' family. So they been together since then. The younger sakuma have attachment issues. So when Rei suddenly disappear for how many years. When Rei promise they'll be together forever as brothers and be human together. Ritsu fallen in depression." He mumble.

"Dolls can be depress too you know? When they Do...like humans, they too wish to not able to see another day. A doll and unfortunate souls hearts are very fragile... It's easy to break if you handle it carelessly. It easily be filled with love, hate, self loathing and many emotion their surrounding gives. When it break their emotions will pour out and their knots will untie... Hence the end to dolls. Well at least until someone fix them. But who knows what change happened to them once fix? They could be another whole set of personality and abilities when they did." Mayoi takes a sip of his sweet cocoa.

"Do you know...? Your very special dollmaker. You can improve thr quality of dolls when you fix them. All rhr threads you sew in each dolls is full of love and affection." He held your hand.

"Ehh ... Dolls with Magical ability. Does everyone have one?" You wonder what's the ability of others. You seen only few. Mostly Kanata, Rei and Mayoi. Maybe you forget some dolls.

"Are you interested ? You could always ask them you know?" He chuckle a bit at your question. "Everyone would be thrilled to show a trick or two."

"Can you show me yours?" You do know he help you in your task with Kaname for some reason. But remember Rei super cool bats and stuff. You wonder if Mayoi have something like that too.

"...ah." he felt blinded at your gaze of excitement and have to cover his eyes a bit. Your excitement makes him both happy and worried because you might not get what level of expectations you have.

"D-do you wanna see...?" He ask you. After a long silence and thoughts.

"Hmm!" You nodded your head.

"o-ok..." Mayoi cover your eyes, threads surrounded the two of you before you two are gone from the living world.

...

The Void

"I-i... I can show you this place." Mayoi slowly Remove his hands and show you the void or his own little dark space.

Through it can be described a place with fluffy floor and many glowing balls laying in the ground. It look like a nursery or incubator. "D-dont touch any souls ok? They'll suck your energy uncontrollably." He warned.

"Oooh so many souls." You mumble but saw an oddball which is a doll shadow of red and black sleeping in the floor. Your eyes sparkle.

"Uhmm... M-MC!?" Mayoi clearly know that gaze of yours as you quickly pick up the shadow doll and hug em before he could stop you.

"Uwuuwuw so cute!" Your doll obsess self have once again taken over you. You felt slightly weaker but the doll slowly become less of a shadow like than before.

"M-MC let go of that little one...!" Of course Mayoi saw your losing some energy as doll gain its original look. But you won't budge with your hold with the haunted doll.

"Nyooo!" You protest running away from Mayoi, a bit sleepy but you starting to see the cutie doll face.

"M-MC, come back here p-please and let go of that haunted doll!" Of course Mayoi give chase on you before long he caught up to you, the two of you soon collapse in the soft black fluffy floor and you almost drop the haunted doll but carefully held it close as it finally regain it's look.

The has mid-length black hair with bangs and side bangs that frame his cheeks. He has a tiny speck of hair and a stray bang sticking out of his head. He has droopy red eyes and a fair complexion.

"*Yawwnnn... Sup...?" The haunted doll greets as it's awaken by constant running while being carried. But he felt suddenly comfort at your presence like a sweet bed and snuggle against your arms and slept again.

"Ahh......!?" You suddenly felt your heart been shot. "So cute!" You giggle as you snuggle to Mayoi who lay on his back, a bit tired on chasing you in the void.

"*Yawn. I felt sleepy." You giggle as mayoi made his arms as your pillow. He look at your face and the haunted doll your holding.

"..." He sigh as he ruffle your hair. He want to remove the doll from your hold as you slowly slept to his arms but realized you won't budge either even as you sleep.

"Uhm... This is problematic." He mumble as he hug you with one of his free hand instead of trying to remove the Haunted doll off. He wave his hand, the threads form a cover, and cover the two of you as colorful balls around bounce toward one another in midair.

Maybe he should just show you a few tricks of threads instead. He thought as he too start to fall asleep.

...

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🌙 ritsu and Aoi case is both different case of haunted dolls ok?

🌙 who's curious for everyone abilities? 🤨

🌙 sleeping Ritsu for ya all.

🌙 Part 5 official start. Hopefully finish before end of this week AHAHA.

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #enstar x reader #mayoi ayase x reader #Ritsu sakuma x reader #Rei Sakuma x reader #Kuro Kiryu x reader #My Darling Dolls AU Main story #MDD PART FIVE

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