#PROTECTIVE SENPAI NOISES

[harunayuuka2060]

If Twst Unveil has a Tsum Event:

Yuurin: Leona-senpai, do you know what creature is this? *holding a tsum that resembles her*

Leona: Yeah. That's a tsum. We used to have them before.

Leona: Looks like you've got yours too.

Yuurin: ...

Her tsum: ...

Yuurin: So it's a pet?

Leona: No. You won't be able to keep it because it'll leave tomorrow evening.

Yuurin: Oh. I see.

Yuurin: ...

Yuurin: *starts gently squeezing the tsum*

Her tsum: *happy squeaky sound*

Leona's tsum: *appears out of nowhere and is now sitting on her shoulder*

Leona: ...

Leona: Where the heck did you come from?!

Yuurin: I see. This is Leona-senpai's tsum.

Leona's tsum: *nods*

Leona: Why are you here again?

Leona's tsum: *hops to Yuurin's tsum's side*

Leona's tsum: *protective brother expression*

Yuurin: ?

Leona: ...

Leona: *putting light make up on Yuurin's tsum*

Yuurin's tsum: *behaving well*

Leona: *places a small tiara on its head*

Yuurin's tsum: *eye smile*

The Savanaclaw students: ...

Savanaclaw student A: Uh, boss?

Leona: You can play with this tsum if you can get past that one.

Leona's tsum: *on guard noises*

The Savanaclaw students: Aww...

Ruggie and Jack: ...

Yuurin: *has a red lip tint on*

Ruggie: Yuurin?

Yuurin: Yes, Ruggie-senpai? *seems unaware*

Ruggie: ...

Ruggie: Nevermind. You look great! *grins*

Jack: Yeah! *smiles*

Ace: Why are you with Leona-senpai's tsum? Where is yours?

Yuurin: It wants to play with Leona-senpai.

Ace: I see.

Leona's tsum: *looking sternly at Ace*

Ace: ...

Ace: By the way, you look good with that red lip tint. It makes your lips look kissable.

Yuurin: Huh?

Leona's tsum: *decides to beat him up*

Ace: Ack!

The other first-years: ...

Epel: Wow... Ace is being beaten up by a tsum...

Sebek: ...

Sebek: *recalls the time when Yuurin said that she was a girl*

Sebek: No. It can't be. There's no way.

Sebek: ...

Sebek: But what if he's really a lady?!

Deuce: Sebek? Are you okay?

Ortho: ...

Ortho: *giggles*

[thatcatsalem]

Sorcerer!Sukuna and his inability to accept that love is not worthless.

Disclaimer: All JJK characters belong to Gege. But Yuri is mine.

Context: You are a cunning sorceress who can manipulate spiders and create webs.

Warnings: sexual scenes, strong language, spiders.

This art work doesn’t belong to me, but if the author would like to be recognized or you know who draw this, please let me know.

Sorcerer!Sukuna was seeing curses since he was a child; parents were worried he was having delusions and he had seeing psychiatrist since he was able to talk. Managed to kill his first weak curse at the age of 6 by slashing it repeatedly. As a teenager he roamed the streets, killing all the curses he could see.

Sorcerer!Sukuna was found by Yaga, and was immediately enrolled into the school. Sorcerer!Sukuna was cagey about his life but wanted his younger half-brother away from Jujutsu.

Sorcerer!Sukuna earned semi-grade one title within a year, when he turned sixteen. Progressed onto Grade One at the age of eighteen.

Sorcerer!Sukuna gotten the tattoos on his face and body as runic protection from mind manipulation of curses. They work.

Sorcerer!Sukuna has destroyed everyone in Kyoto Exchange Event within three hours.

Sorcerer!Sukuna is Ino’s senpai.

Sorcerer!Sukuna is known for his brash and rude behavior, permanent scowl on his face and attitude problems. He will not bow unless he respects someone.

As Yuji joined Jujutsu world at fifteen, sorcerer!Sukuna treats him as rough as you would expect. He is even meaner to Megumi, who he picks on. He finds Nobara annoying and Maki weak, but does not have anything against Inumaki. He always tries to get him to talk.

Sorcerer!Sukuna who could never keep a partner and thinks any notion of love is worthless, eats his words when you come in. Dark and mysterious, with indifferent face and blunt speech that would make Nanami run a mile to catch up.

Sorcerer!Sukuna who immediately wants to make you a conquest but accidentally becomes the conquest himself. Not only are you as cutrhroat as him, you are also known for your unnerving grey morals. And as soon as you decided that Sukuna is worthy of being on the same pedestal as you, you have deemed him suitable enough to be a partner.

Sorcerer!Sukuna who doesn’t understand at first he is being seduced into comfortability, used to coquettish behavior instead. But he is receiving coffee cups with black little spiders drawings that are holding your number, he gets to eat half of your cinnamon roll in the morning briefings, and allows you to pat his cheek as a greeting. Within a month he craves more intimacy than he ever knew he wanted.

Sorcerer!Sukuna who finds the sex mind blowing when he fucks you.

You moan, eyes rolling back, spine curling involuntarily – overwhelmed by his girth, the tight fit, the friction. He rubbed your thighs, a soothing, reassuring sensation. And then another pull and push, pull and push, like the rolling tide of the ocean. Planting your feet firmly on the bed on either side of him, you began to roll your hips, meeting his languid thrusts, even as he continued to hold your waist in both hands, bringing you up and down on his shaft.

"You feel fucking good," he said, an almost strangled noise that was rough and grated with pleasure. “So fucking good."

"Really? Aren’t you lucky,” you said teasingly. His look shifted immediately and you almost laughed at the outrage in his expression, but then he snapped his hips hard and you can feel the tip of him deep within kissing your cervix. You moaned and a dark smirk curled his lips as he leaned forward and planted his fists on either side of your head.

"Did you feel that, you wicked cunt?”

You open her mouth to retort, but he did it again, another sharp, deep thrust that silenced your tongue, leaving nothing but moaning coming from the your lips. He stared defiantly into your eyes as he snapped his hips over and over and over again, as if it strengthened his case, expression daring you to critique him again, even if mockingly.

“Know your place, foolish girl,” he mused.

Sorcerer!Sukuna who is so whipped by good sex, decent food and affection that he immediately attempts to sabotage new relationship. You don’t let him.

“Fucking hell,” he whistles, “you would think this is a date.”

As soon as he said that, he regretted it. You did not falter but a look of gloom trespassed onto your face, quickly hidden behind phlegmatic facade. Sukuna bit his tongue, unsure on what to do. He looked at you, begging for you to diffuse the situation, but you were not in a kind mood today.

“Would that be so bad?” You ask with annoyance in your voice, and turn towards the table, grabbing a bottle of wine. You open it with a knife, bottle popping loudly and cork swiftly caught by one of your bigger spiders that was sat on one of the walls, “Or are you just afraid?...”

“I am not afraid.”

“Could have fooled me.”

Sorcerer!Sukuna who refuses to accept he is in a relationship, but you have other fucking plans.

Sorcerer!Sukuna is seeing red as soon as he notices that you are not paying attention to him.

[theamityelf]

Who all has who in the mini thh au

Great question!

Hajime- Kyoko

Both forgot their talents, both kind of on the abrasive side. Kyoko will be frequently sneaking out to investigate stuff on her own, which stresses Hajime out because he gets in trouble if he loses her. Built-in conflict.

Nagito- Makoto

Lucky students, and I love imagining the drama of Makoto necessarily being present for everything Nagito gets up to and trying to stop him and maybe succeeding in talking him down from some stuff. And just the idea of Nagito talking while they're in the cabin together each night, saying his usual weird stuff about talent and hope to Makoto while Makoto is all the way in his terrarium and so he can't reply loudly enough for Nagito to hear. So maybe instead he breaks something, just to make enough noise to interrupt. Honestly, there would just be so much going on with them.

Chiaki- Celeste

The gamers, lol. Chiaki would do her best to indulge Celeste's vibe, and I think that could be very fun, because she really does not know how. They reach a point of common ground when Chiaki starts making bets with Celeste about the outcome of her video games, and getting the other senpais and kouhais in on it.

Teruteru- Yasuhiro

This matchup was by default, but Hiro not liking smoke does add some tension.

Imposter- Junko

Imposter and fashionista are super compatible talents, and imposter and analyst are super compatible talents. Both of them read people and put on personas. They would see right through each other.

Mahiru- Hifumi

Both have visual art talents, and Mahiru would whip him into shape.

Peko- Mukuro

The loyal warriors. Very similar vibe. They would be very polite and impersonal to each other. Protecting Mukuro is secondary to protecting Fuyuhiko, of course, but having to care someone so similar to herself, but tiny and powerless, might be a very moving experience for Peko.

Hiyoko- Sakura

Both masters of a particular physical art form. Sakura's steady presence, both respectful and demanding of respect, would be a good influence on Hiyoko. Oh, she would still be super rude, but her interactions would shape up differently and she'd eat a more balanced diet, lol.

Ibuki- Sayaka

Musicians. Sayaka, being more on the calculated side, would be interesting to have as the person whispering in Ibuki's ear. She might try to convince Ibuki to do something she wouldn't normally do. It most likely wouldn't work; Ibuki is very independent. But Sayaka is pretty resourceful, and as a side note, one might think about the despair disease...

Mikan- Kiyotaka

This one was also kind of by default, once the more obvious ones were sorted away. Personality-wise, his bold presence contrasts with her more meek disposition, and she would be really proud of that. Taka argues with bullies! He cares about making sure everyone behaves. She loves him. She loves that someone so principled depends on her. Also, important note: When murders happen on the island, usually the kouhais are left alive. (Though murdering specifically the kouhai so that the senpai gets killed as punishment for losing them is also potentially a thing. Most people would consider it too low a blow to murder someone who's four inches tall, but still. Worth considering. The kouhais' role in this adds a new dimension to the kinds of murders that can happen.) When a murderer is executed, their kouhai is also left alive. Mikan always volunteers to take in the unattended kouhai, because she just really likes this dynamic. (If the Undead AU is Nagito's best timeline, this genuinely might be Mikan's, lol.)

Nekomaru- Leon

Because sports. I could have had Akane and Nekomaru trade, but this was the alignment I chose. (Anyway, if one of them dies, the other will take care of their kouhai, so there's a good chance Akane will have Leon later on.) Nekomaru is a good enough coach to make Leon actually enjoy practicing baseball. Just, you know, tiny baseball. Or, he's a good enough coach to identify what Leon likes and dislikes about baseball and direct him to excel in a way that emphasizes the aspects he likes.

Gundham- Toko

Another "by default" one, where breeding animals and writing romance novels are kind of close if you squint. The idea of Toko being in the care of someone like Gundham is actually super heartwarming; he would make sure she has everything she needs, he would tolerate any lashing out on her part in the same way he does the bites of his Four Dark Devas of Destruction. Toko would be very unused to being so cared for and accommodated that way. If Gundham dies, Sonia will take Toko. Which...would be interesting in a lot of ways, starting with Sonia's enthusiastic interest in serial killers and Toko's romantic obsession with Sonia's assigned kouhai.

Fuyuhiko- Mondo

Both gangsters with a need to present as strong. Fuyuhiko takes it farther than Mondo does (to the point where Mondo is often protesting the things Fuyuhiko says), and they butt heads a lot, but they also have each other's backs.

Kazuichi- Chihiro

Both STEM. I feel like Chihiro would be constantly blushing about everything Kazuichi says and does, and they would also be fascinated by his work. I think it would change his whole deal for the better, if he had the constant company of someone like Chihiro. I think he would be less comfortable openly bugging Sonia if there was an underclassman sitting in the fold of his beanie.

Akane- Aoi

Athletes. Their personalities would go really well together, and Akane would be so serious about making sure Hina is okay, getting enough exercise, eating enough food, etc. It's like she has a new little sibling. Like I've mentioned, she would get a fishbowl from the market so Hina can swim when they're in the cabin. (When Hina has trouble scaling the side of the fishbowl to get in, she would teach her a few parkour tricks.) She would take her to Mikan every time she hurts herself exercising.

Sonia- Byakuya

Heirs. And it's really funny to imagine Byakuya being his cold-blooded self while he's sitting on the shoulder of someone really nice. I also like imagining Sonia trying to make a luxurious enough living space for him. Using her own jewelry to decorate, a silk scarf for bedsheets, etc. She's very proud of her handiwork.

[what-have-i-unleashed]

@toffeebrews since you asked very rudely...

hewwo everynyan, what's an anime without an opening song amirite :3

previously on high school au z...

color-senpai has been kidnapped! delta-senpai, the first love rival, challenges killer-kun but failed!

cross-kun, the second love rival, challenges killer-kun but dust-chan comes to the rescue and proposes a cooking contest that goes wrong!

the star sanses infiltrate killer's apartment but cannot find color-senpai, because *gasps* he's at nightmare's house all along! and now killer-kun lives there too, protecting his home and everything he holds dear.

what more challenges will killer-kun face now? tune in this second episode to find out!

"so..." the student council president, mars (a/n: reaper undyne), says while folding her arms in front of her chest, "no one knows where color-kun is?"

the atmosphere of the student council meeting room, cheekily referred to as "the war room" by many members, is quite heavy, as is expected when one member is unceremoniously missing for 3 days in a row.

dream, head of the disciplinary committee, can't do anything but stay silent and pointedly avoid the glance his brother gave him. as a committee member, nightmare is also present at the meeting, hiding his smug smile behind his hands.

the council has been going on for half an hour now, and they're nowhere near figuring out what happened to color. dream wants to say something, but he can't risk anything with his brother being in the same room. so he waits for the meeting to end before running up to rus (a/n: classic papyrus), the student vice president.

"oh, dream-kun!" rus greets enthusiastically. "what can i help you with?"

"uhm," dream says nervously. "it's about color-senpai... is there any way we can ask error-san to help us with that?"

"error-kun?" rus frowns, stroking his chin. "i'm not sure about that... he's suspended right now."

"but what if he's the only one option we have left? we're out of ideas!"

"dream-kun, if you want to talk to error-kun, i'm not the one to ask," rus sighs. "you have to ask either my onii-chan or geno-san!"

upon that, dream sweats profusely. neither of them is who he wants to meet again.

... but... if it's for a good cause, then maybe dream has to try!

meanwhile...

"hey there! is killer-kun here?"

killer looks up from his phone, feeling a distinct sense of deja vu. at the door stands epic from class 3-a. looking at dust and horror, killer shrugs at them before approaching epic.

"epic-senpai! what are you doing here?" he says, all smiling. epic beams back at him.

"what? a senpai cannot talk to a kouhai anymore?"

"suuuure," killer drawls. "is this because of delta-senpai again?"

"well..." epic scratches his head. "i'd like it if you apologize to him for what you did, but i don't think you'd do that," he puts his hands in his pockets. "actually i just want to meet you somewhere after school. does the bike parking lot work?"

"meeting... about what?" dust suddenly appears behind killer like a ghost, his bi-colored eyes staring intensely at the senior student and his hands squeezing killer's arm from behind threateningly.

"that's between me and killer-kun," epic smiles enigmatically, which only makes dust to squeeze killer's arm harder. epic continues, "anyway, class is about to start so i'm going now. bye, killer-kun! and... dust-kun, right?" killer pretends not to hear dust make a small startled noise. epic winks, making a gun gesture. "the cookies you made last time are the bomb, so thanks for that!"

with that, epic walks away, his cloak fluttering in the air dramatically. killer doesn't have to wait one second before dust turns him around and looks at him in the eyes.

"you. are not going to see epic-senpai," dust enunciates each word with gritted teeth.

"uhhh, pretty sure he asked for me, dust-chan~"

"how about i break both of your legs right now so you won't be able to go, trash?"

"how about i tell epic-senpai about your stupid crush, dust-chan~?"

before they can tear into each other, horror intervenes, pushing them further from each other. "okay, break it up, you petty bitches," he sighs. "you can both go to see him after school. can we just start class now?"

school cannot end fast enough.

[fatexbound]

@epitomees said: The world turned mute. Half-lidded eyes were blinded by the harsh street lamps light, basking down and illuminating the tragedy playing out. The air smelled of musky, back-alley trash mixed together with the lingering scent of iron. He could still smell? He could still see? He wasn't dead yet? A cruel act to play upon someone wishing nothing but to finally rid themselves of the world. He achieved his goal in life, yet death taunted him. A long, drawn out scene wasn't the desirable situation for the brunette, but his saving grace came knowing the cause of his undoing protected the life of another. Someone still holding that spark of hope underneath the blanket of revenge. Maybe it meant he could attain some amount of peace in his last moments of life. Or did he truly deserve such a sweet blessing for all the pain he caused? All the sins committed? Milky eyes aimlessly searched around but kept returning to the source of light above him. Something obscured his blinded view. Distant voices grew closer yet Shinjiro couldn't make out any particular noise. His hearing had been lost. How long until his vision swept him into darkness? The figure above drew near, enough for the dying boy to make out more recognizable features. The shocked expression on his face, a singular grey hue wide in fear and disbelief, wavy locks of hair swaying in the October night air... Shinjiro knew that face. He briefly smiled. "...hey..." He coughed once, clearing his throat of the growing blood obscuring his windpipes. "...please...don't be sad...it's supposed to be like this..." Everything had been accomplished. There wasn't anything left for him to do now. He was satisfied knowing everyone could continue pushing forward on their own, without his help and guidance. They graduated from mere amateurs cluelessly speculating their purpose for fighting to full-fledged fighters ready to continue the battle. He wasn't needed anymore. The person's mouth began frantically moving, yet Shinjiro could not understand anymore. The loss of hearing meant another step closer to the eventual demise. His limp body shuffled off solid ground. Did they try picking him up? He'd be too heavy to carry back to the dorm now. It's a shame he couldn't hear his leader in those last seconds, but to know he'd be Shinjiro's last image before death swiftly took him away felt like a blessing. The real blessing. "...Makoto..." He used the last ounce of strength to lift his arm, index finger gently wiping a tear off his cheek but replaced with a smear of fresh blood. "...you're in charge now...take care of them..." His arm fell.

Unhappy October 4th | Always crying

"Why didn't you tell us sooner?!" Makoto's voice rang out through the empty, bloody streets of Iwatodai after their briefing about the significance of this particular date. October 4th was the day one of their members accidentally killed Amada's mother, causing him unbearable pain. It's possible that he was hiding it the entire time and only faked being happy to cooperate with him in order to plot his revenge.

He ran with the others as fast as his feet could carry him upon hearing that deafening gunshot, scaring everyone and everything away. Heavy pants left the Fool, but as soon as he stopped in his tracks, Shinjiro was already... lying down, bleeding out. "Senpai!!" He dashed towards him, eyes as wide as ever with fear, holding him close while he spoke. He could see the blood on his mouth and clothes... it was disgusting. Yet his words were more important right now.

"No, no, it's not supposed to be like this! What the hell are you saying?! We're going to save you! You can't just--" Just die right here and abandon us, he wanted to say, but the words wouldn't come out. His head turned to look at the group, Akihiko and Mitsuru were on their knees, begging him to stay alive while they figured out what to do, yet they were too shocked to even move from their spots surrounding him. Except that this was no time for thinking. They had to act fast.

"H-hey! Just hold on! Please!" He shook him gently, yet he was growing heavier and heavier as time ticked by. "Y-you can't die now...!" His hope was fading out, and a single tear rolled down his cheek at the realization that they were too late to save him.

His tear was wiped away and replaced with his blood. He cared. He cared so much that it killed him, even in his last moments, he wanted to make sure that Makoto would take care of them and do the right thing. Lead them on. Move on, move on... but how? He was dead in his arms. Dead. Dead. Dead.

"...why..." His fists curled up, and hot bitter tears fell on his body as he cried out and screamed his name into the air.

"SHINJIROOOOOO!!!"

Koromaru's deep, sorrowful howl followed and echoed, looking at this bloody full moon.

This was all his fault. How could he live with this for the rest of his life now, knowing that he was too late as a leader? As their protector...?

[slyvieselkie]

Reverse Comfort - Geto Suguru

There's something about a bath, that's just so comforting. Maybe its the way the warm water just soothes the aching muscle, maybe it the way the rain-like sounds drowns out the noise of the outside, how the crystal clear streams remove the dirt and filth...or maybe its the way you look.

It was one night when Suguru was walking back to his dorm that he saw you in your pajamas, walking around with a skip to your steps, and a small frosted bottle of milk. You had a towel around your neck, to catch all of the remaining water from your damp hair, and a sparkle in your eyes.

He couldn't help but stop you, wonder why you had seemed to happy and blinked when you answered, "I just had a bath!"

What? Amused, you sat him down and started explaining how baths (or showers) are the best for relaxation after a long day of work. It wasn't just to clean yourself before bed, it can become a place to unwind and feel safe. Especially in this day and age where people are always blah blah blah. The boy cancels out the rest of your TedTalk and focuses on the way you seem so content with everything.

With a small huff and smile, he reaches out and wipes the drop of milk in the corner of your mouth, "Alright, just get to bed soon", "Yes, Senpai~"

From then on, every time he gets in the shower, Suguru heard your voice and feels his body loosen. He also gets a new habit of walking around at night, around the same time you get out of the bath and go on your nightly walk. He acts like its a coincidence, stops you for a small chat and smiles at the way you bounce, before parting for the night. But not before glancing back to see your little goofy dances and hear the bright tunes.

After a week or two of doing this, he is caught by Satoru and glares at his best friend who has a Chershire smile, "No, you stay out this", "Come on, Sugu~! Let a bro help you out!"

The boy whips out his phone and shows a few items of blackmail, Satoru's recreating the 'Scream' before deflating as he gives up. Suguru is successful in defending this small joy of his and he celebrates the victory by talking to you for just a bit longer.

The two of you cheers your bottles of milk and share a laugh as Suguru pulls out embarrassing stories about Satoru one after another. He's gained enough confidence to scooch closer to you and lean in with each laugh, the boy beams when you do the same and your head falls onto his shoulder. Unfortunately, he doesn't gain enough confident to go past than that and leaves that night with satisfaction and a desire for more.

Then the mission to protect the vessel is handed to him and Satoru. And everything slowly goes down hill. At first the boy keeps contact with you, heart fluttering when he finally got your number, and tells you everything that happens.

But at some point, he grew distant. You glanced at your phone now and then to see that he hasn't replied, and hasn't even looked at the message. Worry grows in your heart, but there's nothing you can do because curses don't stop to let you sort out your problems.

Then you hear that your senpai's mission ended with the vessel dying, the young girl who Suguru viewed as his own younger sister. You didn't know the girl but you cried for her, standing in a beautiful flower field that you had told Suguru to bring her to. Riko, you sniffle, Suguru had said her name with such warmth and told you how he wanted to show her the beauty of the world she hasn't been able to experience yet. He returned, a ghost of the person who had left, and gave you a sad smile before breaking down.

And you should've known that he would only crumble further, but life doesn't stop for these kind of things. So you accept that he doesn't show up at your nightly spots, he keeps his distance when you pass each other, and your chat is dead. All you know about Suguru is from the little updates Ieri-senpai gives you every now and then.

What you don't know, is how Suguru couldn't bare to see you anymore. Despite being a sorcerer, you've always seemed to soft with your cute smile and innocent eyes. And Suguru had always shown you a version of himself that was gentle, friendly, affectionate. He was scared of the things that could escape his prison, and how it would hurt you.

That's why Suguru only allows himself to see you in the shower, to hear your soothing voice, and feel the weight of you on his shoulders. The water doesn't feel comforting anymore, it's a place of grief as he cries until there's nothing left for tonight.

The last straw was Yu's death. You didn't see how his death impacted Suguru, you were too busy crying over another loss...now it was your friend. Kento's on the side, looking like a ghost as he stares at the lifeless body. Yu's death unraveled the darkness Suguru tried to keep inside himself, and he desperately soaks his body in water in order to retain the last bits of his sanity. But it doesn't work because he feels like its burning him and making him shiver at the same time, it doesn't work and he's crying for the last time.

The next time you see your senpai is in outside your inn, while you were on a mission. You stand there frozen, because his shirt and face is stained deep red. Your eyes travel pass him, and you see two small figures in the distance. What had happened to him, you don't ask because this shouldn't surprise you.

He calls out your name with a softness and just as he's about to start his farewell speech, "Bring those girls in, they need a bath and some food."

Suguru really should leave but he's somehow in the nearby convenience store - wiping the blood away and covering himself with a jacket of course- buying food while you're in the bathroom with the girls. You use a soft tone that's almost a song as you fill the tub with bubbles and help them inside, creating bubble bears and rabbits as they requested. You clean the girls, massaging them and discreetly checking for injuries. Afterwards, you bring the girls out with them wrapped in fluffy robes and Suguru watches with a soft smile as they devour the food. In minutes, the girls are sleeping in your bed.

And you turn to your senpai with a blank expression.

Suguru has a few seconds where he shrinks in panic before the boy laughs brightly, "This wasn't a part of my plan."

Neither was the way you dragged him up and pushed him towards the bathroom. He only gulps and allows you to guide inside, body jolting when he hears the lock clicking. Then the two of you are in the shower. Suguru stares down at you with wide eyes and you only blink before water is soaking the both of you, causing the fabrics to stick to your skin. He chokes out your name and whimper when you step back, only to gasp as you remove your nightwear.

You're bare and defenseless on front of him, you open your arms out, "Come to me", and he melts in your arms.

There's nothing between you as Suguru nuzzles deeper, its not possible but he does it anyways. Stuffing his face into your chest and bringing you into his lap, soft was all he could think. He pushes all of his misery, anger, regret, and loneliness onto you. And you're still so soft, despite soaking up all of his negativity. There's a familiar tune by his ear, a familiar weight on his shoulder, and a familiar feeling as he reminds himself its you he's holding. And he feels his body relax, the shower is working with you next to him.

Suguru's drowsy and clingy as you drag him out, playing the role of a baby -as he should've done long before all of this- while you dry his hair and feed him. He flourishes under your kisses, your touches, your whisper of sweet nothings, and returns it tenfold. The two of you settle onto the sofa, the boy draping himself over you and dozing off immediately.

The next time he's waking up, its grumpy Sugu because Satoru poking his face is the first thing he sees in the morning. Why couldn't it be you, he hisses and pushes his bestie away like he was a curse. Sitting up, he sees Shoko talking to the two girls while she's checking up on them. But there's no you.

"Calm down, lover boy, she's just getting some breakfast for all of you", and true to that you return with a large bag of food.

Its Satoru's turn to make a face of disgust because his friend is acting like a weak child, relishing in your affection.

However his face changes when you turn to him, and the white haired boy shows a thankful smile. And you don't know how grateful he was when you called him, or the way he and Shoko sobbed on their way here. Because you've brought Suguru back. And now he'll handle the rest.

Hi lovelies, hope you enjoyed reading.

With the beginning on my new reverse comfort series, there was really no character that was on my mind more than Suguru. Boy needed to loved, kissed, and swaddled like he's a goddam baby because he deserves it.

Anyways, see you another time ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 49

Everyone looked around after I voiced my question, but Lockrock spoke.

"He jumped to protect Eraser too, but he was absorbed into Fatgum's body," I nodded in understatement.

"Paralyze," Sir called me. "Go and look for Lemillion, I have... a bad feeling."

This is unusual, Sir never had a bad feeling, and if he did he ignored it or looked into the future, but... his voice was serious and kind of nervous. Without hesitating, I nodded and ran ahead as the walls were shifting again.

I ran through the halls, remembering the right way, and far ahead I encountered another freaking wall. I didn't stop running, and clenching my jaw, I enhanced my arms, placed them in front of me like a shield and broke through it.

My jacket ripped in some places and my hands had some rubble sticking into them, making me wince in pain. But when I looked up, I noticed two unconscious bodies and a weird wall.

Togata senpai's voice was coming through it.

I got closer quietly but quickly, noticing there was a tiny opening where I could squeeze through, but before I did that, I peeked through it.

And I did just in time.

"A hero's cape..." senpai punched Chisaki, who fell back, "It's to protect a little girl who's feeling a terrible pain!" Moving a bit to get a better look, I noticed another one of Chisaki's allies.

I recognized him as Kurono, I made him stop as he went to grab the gun, and then senpai kicked him away.

Then I made my entrance, squeezing in the gap and hiding behind one of the sharp rocks that Chisaki had made.

And that was when I made eye contact with Eri, who was covered by senpai's cape, she seemed happy for a second but then her eyes were filled with tears, a sad expression on her face.

It broke my heart.

But that aside for a second, I peeked a bit and Chisaki was about to touch the ground, so I stopped his arm.

"Ugh!" He groaned painfully and suddenly made eye contact with me, "You goddamn brats!" My quirk released him and his hands touched the ground, Togata senpai ran to hold Eri up, "Give me Eri back!"

His attack didn't do anything to me because I jumped and my fingers broke the ceiling, holding onto it, and for a few seconds, I stopped Chisaki again.

I would've made him pass out, but he was moving around too much! Even when my quirk was affecting him.

My fingers let go of the ceiling and my enhanced legs broke the ground and shook it.

While Togata was fighting Chisaki, I stopped his muscles, allowing senpai to get more hits on him, but I failed to notice the noise coming from my side.

"I am..." senpai punched Chisaki hard, making him fall to the ground, "Stronger!"

But his hand reached inside his jacket, pulling something out and staring towards his left, "Shoot, Nemuto!"

Chisaki yelled and threw something close to where I was.

My eyes drifted to my right side, where Nemuto was conscious and grabbing the gun, loading it with the two quirk-disable bullets that fell out of the casket. He was aiming at Eri.

It felt like forever, but the two seconds after I activated my quirk went past and he groaned in pain, but his finger on the trigger of the gun still pulled it. I moved towards it, willing to get hit by it, but it ripped a piece of my jacket and went straight at Togata senpai, who had run to protect Eri.

"Senpai!"

I turned back to Nemuto, who was still holding the gun up, but now pointing at me. Now I concentrated my quirk on making him pass out, but the mixed feelings I had inside made me lose focus and his arm stayed still.

He was going to shoot me now too...

Right as I was going to allow him to shoot at me, my mind flashed with the memory of Eijiro and I talking during the special attacks training.

"I'm curious, (M/n)." His voice made me turn to look at him, "If you made your muscles as strong as they can, could your body turn like mine?" And he showed me his hardened arm.

I've trained that secretly, and I could never do it.

But now it was worth the try.

I stored all of the energy in my left arm, tensing my muscles until the point of pain, but I kept going, right before the muscles ripped. As I did this, everything seemed to be going in slow motion, but it wasn't, and that bullet was just shot out of the gun's barrel.

Quickly... faster... come on.

The entirety of my left arm was glowing a light blue, getting darker the more I forced it to harden until it just disappeared.

Or it seemed like it did.

But it had become transparent and had the same patterns Eijiro has on him when he's hardening his body. It was like a reptile's skin almost, covering my left arm's skin.

And then the bullet hit it.

A stinging pain went through my whole body, making me slightly stumble back, but my quirk was still there, the energy shield disappearing.

"Wha-?!" Nemuto's surprised voice made me stare at him.

And I finally made him pass out.

Togata senpai got up, and we looked at each other, I felt bad for not being able to protect him, but I couldn't think about that now.

We have a fight to win and a little girl to save.

"It's funny. The girl you're trying to save... her power has just taken away everything!" Chisaki was about to kneel to touch the floor, but suddenly senpai kicked Kurono and his unconscious body flew towards Chisaki, allowing Togata to run and punch him.

During the next minutes that followed, I spent it stopping Chisaki's muscles and stomping down the ground or punching his pointy pillars as they were shot my way. I was feeling the muscles on my left arm tensing painfully, but I couldn't... I wasn't going to stop.

Not until I knew Eri was safe.

But at the moment... Togata senpai and I were too worn out and I was reaching my limit, a piercing headache making my eyes twitch and my jaw clench.

Our costumes were ripped everywhere and I had completely lost my jacket, half of my t-shirt was intact, and my body had quite a few scratches and a couple of deep wounds, but I managed to break his attacks right as they were about to pierce through my stomach. I also tried to take care of most attacks towards Chisaki because I noticed it.

Togata wasn't using his quirk. At all. And I could only assume those bullets had been completed.

I just got lucky with an improvised move on the spot. It should've been me, senpai had more chances and he was better than me-

A tiny hand gripping my jeans made me face away from Chisaki and look down. Eri was looking up at me, with those round red eyes of hers.

"Don't lose... please..." her eyes filled with tears and she pressed her face against my leg, "You promised it..."

"We probably can't help you now, Eri-chan, but we'll come back for you and rescue you, okay?" She stared at me with surprise.

"Promise?"

"I promise, but keep it a secret, okay?" She nodded and smiled a bit.

That's right.

My jaw tightened and I placed my hand on top of her head, caressing her white flowy hair.

"We will win, Eri-chan." I stared into Chisaki's eyes with pure hatred, "And I'll make you smile again."

[aeoki]

Blackjack - Gifts Will Not Arrive: Chapter 11

Location: Underground Family Residence Characters: Shinobu, Mayoi & Hitsugi Season: Autumn

Mayoi: …You can sometimes hear singing from above when you’re living here.

It’s very quiet so even the smallest sounds can be heard.

Hehe. Right now, I’ve asked them to make this room soundproof for my idol practice sessions since I don’t want the noise to bother others.

In the past, when I was young, I could hear it all so well. The singing, their rhythmic footsteps that hit the floor, your laughter and chatter.

To me, those voices were like whispers of a fairy from a different world far, far away.

Just like the people who wanted to see the full moon or aurora, I would look up above me and think about what sort of place it is every single day.

I’d imagine what your world would be like.

The world where your beautiful ensemble rings true.

And one day, I couldn’t hold it back any longer – I snuck out of the underground and wandered around, but I was caught and treated like some being from a school ghost story.

But even having rumours spread about me made me happy.

I could only watch you all from afar but it felt like we had a connection – even if it was a miniscule one.

Hitsugi: You’re just like “The Phantom of the Opera”.

No, perhaps “The One Who Walks Beneath the Roof” would be more suitable.

Mayoi: I–I haven’t killed anyone, you know! Obviously, I wouldn’t!

Shinobu: I believe you ~de gozaru.

(Hmm~... As I thought, Kurone-dono seems more intelligent compared to before. Maybe he’s quoting some novel’s title or something?)

(Was he always someone this smart? Was he pretending to be dumb?)

(No, it bugs me but now isn’t the time to get to the bottom of that.)

(What’s important is that Mayoi-dono revealed his identity to us even though he didn’t want to.)

(It sounds like an absurd tale but I don’t think Mayoi-dono is lying.)

(Just because he’s different from me and lacks common sense, doesn’t mean I can arrogantly deny and say that the things he mentioned doesn’t exist.)

(That’s something we shouldn’t do. Right, Shinkai-dono?)

…I’ve got the gist of what you’ve said ~de gozaru. I’m sorry for making you say those things when they’re difficult for you to say, Mayoi-dono.

Mayoi: No no, in fact, I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders.

I had understood that you two would accept me for who I am, so I should be the one to apologise since I couldn’t tell you the truth because I was scared.

Hiiro-san is in a similar position so perhaps he would have been happy to find someone similar to him.

I was still scared, no matter what. I’m a coward by nature.

It appears my ancestors were defeated by another power and had no choice but to escape underground…

The anecdotes they instilled into us children were excessive warnings that the surface is someplace scary.

Shinobu: No, I would be scared and stay holed up here if I was in the same position.

If anything, I think you’re super duper brave for being able to step outside and sing in front of people, Mayoi-dono.

Mayoi: Ehehe, I’m just shameless…♪

A–Anyway, that’s the sort of person I am – I’m like an illegal immigrant, so I’ll be in trouble if the police find out about this residence.

But I wonder if it was around the time when you two came back from the school trip? I picked up Hitsugi-kyun who was badly injured.

Shinobu: Hitsugi-kyun…?

Mayoi: Ah! I–I–It’s okay, Chief! You’re the most adorable person in my eyes! I get the most excited when I’m with you, Chief!

Shinobu: I’m still put in a tough spot when you say it so firmly like that.

Hitsugi: Hehe. Shall I continue with the rest?

A long, long time ago, there was a family who hid themselves underground. That home was an appropriate hiding place for me, as I had bad guys tailing me.

So I’m being protected here out of Ayase-senpai’s kindness.

I’ve really caused him so much trouble.

Mayoi: N–No, no! Idols and “producers” support each other! Isn’t that right, Anzu-san?

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[eiseryn]

Arknights AU Sketches (Lei ft. NPC friends)

Today I am introducing Lei's NPC friends but it's kinda funny that I'm introducing them as sketches for an Arknights AU. It is what it is.

Let's start with Elise! In the original cyberpunk setting Lei's from, Elise is an older female doctor who worked for the most prestigious med corp but quit and opened up a clinic in the slums instead. She's obviously a very talented doctor and Lei looks up to her a lot, as Elise appears to be the epitome of an ideal doctor, in Lei's perspective. Someone who actually views saving lives as being the most important - a rarity in this capitalistic dystopian setting. TLDR: Elise is Lei's doctor senpai.

Elise in the Arknights AU is obviously a medic (the operator class). I'm not sure about her archetype/subclass but she's definitely one that actually does healing and a lot of it. They don't do that anymore XD. She is a six star (highest rarity) because she is really good at her job AKA doctoring around. With input from the Keeper (COC's version of the GM/DM), she's a liberi (bird people) specifically, an eagle. I thought this was extra fitting since Lei is a liberi (swan) as well, which makes them more parallel to each other.

Elise's introduction/onboard quote is: "Elise Amaya, a doctor of the medical department. You're worried about me? Don't be. I can take care of myself. Please come by if you have any injuries yourself."

According to Ceres (another one of Lei's friends), Elise has collapsed from overwork. Elise is just the self sacrificial type who would risk her life to save someone else's. Perhaps... this is due to guilt? So in her quote, I imagine the Arknights Doctor has heard about this too and showed concern for Elise, who brushed it off with the "I can take care of myself". This is how she brushed off Lei in the campaign when Lei showed concern for Elise. Elise... please :')

The next one is going to be Ceres! Who is Lei's bestie in the slums. Lei met her very soon after she moved to Prism's clinic in the slums. Although Ceres has her whole medical degree (apparently a neurosurgeon, according to Lei's coworkers), Ceres' job is to drive Prism's ambulance. Personality wise, Ceres is very shy, gentle, and soft-spoken. She's 2 years younger than Lei, so Lei dotes on her Ceres like the younger sister that Lei's never had. Ceres is also small and fragile-looking, so I imagine Lei has a fierce protective instinct over Ceres. They hang out a lot during what breaks they can steal on their long shifts and even spend time outside of work. Their relationship is so cute. 🥺🥺🥺 I love me girl friendships.

In the Arknights AU, Ceres is either a supporter/specialist class and let's pretend there's a subclass that involves driving/car XD because Ceres is not a fighter. That's also why I made her a 4 star, because she is definitely physically weak and doesn't seem to have any fighting skills. She probably is not there doing damage but I imagine if you put her on field when Lei and Elise are also on the field she gives big buffs to them or something XD. Moral support, you know. I wanted Ceres to be a soft prey animal but I ultimately settled for a deer because she is a dear. (I'm joking). In actuality, I describe her eyes as doe-like before and because of her docile, gentle personality, I thought a deer was very suitable for her!

Ceres' onboard quote is: "Oh, he-hello. I'm Ceres... I'm an ambulance driver. Have you seen Lei or Elise? I'm looking for them."

Sometimes Ceres stutters when she speaks! I think generally she does this more when she's nervous. (Or lying???) She's looking for her friends, Lei and Elise in this, because in the campaign currently she's also waiting for Lei and Elise to come back (crying in the club noises). 🥺 She's so cute I constantly want to give her headpats and hugs.

The last of Lei's NPC friends is her former (?) patient, Vail. (DISCLAIMER: ETHICALLY, THIS IS BAD). He is a runner and his info broker's name is Martial (whom we do a little job for in the campaign~) Anyways, he's kind of suspicious because he used to visit the clinic once or twice a week, sometimes injured, sometimes not, and purchase sedatives and brain stimulants. When Lei expressed concern for him, he replied. "Don't worry, most of them aren't for me". (bro, that's sus. But he's cute so it's okay 💅<- this is a joke but he is a cutie). Apparently he hasn't been in the Prism clinic for like 3 months now but he and Lei meet up for drinks sometimes, and they last met 3 weeks prior to the campaign. I wrote about this event :3 and made it mildly spicy :3 but welp we'll see if I post it.

In the Arknights AU, I originally wanted him to be a ranged guard (Lord class, my fave!!!) but there weren't any vanguards XD so I decided to make him a vanguard! He doesn't seem very high DPS based on what we've seen of him in combat -- which was one time and I don't think we saw him do any fighting. We got there when he had already 1v4ed and taken down 2 robot dogs though! (😳😳😳). He was using the same handgun as Lei, which I've drawn badly here LOL. Subclass wise, I imagine he's an agent for the range :3 I made him a catboy because he likes cats and also he's really catboy coded like there is no other way to describe him. He just feels like a catboy to me.

Vail's onboard quote is: "Hey Doctor, got any sedatives on you? Ask the medical department? Nah, that'll worry my usual Doc."

Hahah I sure wonder who his "usual Doc" is. Hmmmm who could it be? As I mentioned above, he purchases sedatives a lot. Here he is asking the Arknights doctor for some. What he's using them for is still a mystery to me at this point in time 😔

Another thing to note is that in Arknights, there's a deadly disease called oripathy and those Infected with it are heavily shunned by society. Anyways lots of operators (the character/ units) in Arknights are Infected people who are working to pay for their treatment (and also there are lots of doctors who are working on treatment). Unfortunately, Vail is infected😔

And finally, my girl, Lei!

As described before, she is a liberi! Specifically a black swan because I feel like she has ugly duckling -> swan vibes. She doesn't have many feathery parts to her outfit because she tries to keep her outfit neat and clean as a doctor/medical expert. She's also a medic like Elise, but she's probably more of an incantation medic who is a subclass that both heals and does damage. Just like her, in the campaign :D I drew her holding a healing gun that you can put like uhh healing chemicals into. And probably deadly chemicals too :') - or sedatives :3

Lei's onboard quote: "My name is Lei Lani. I'm a doctor who specializes in pharmaceutical research and synthesis. Let's work together and save more lives, Doctor."

Here she has a pretty cut and dry introduction quote. Nothing fancy, but it suits her. I imagine her other voicelines will talk about her friends more.

In Arknights, Olivia Silence gives people her feathers as gifts. So I kind of stole that idea for Lei, where she is also giving her friends her feathers, but she fashioned them into little charms with little gemstones. I imagine she spent lots of time putting the together for her friends and she wants them to serve as good luck charms where she prays for their safety and happiness.

The locations for where those charms are also pretty important! For Lei, she wears it as a necklace which hangs close to her heart because her giving out these charms is like her handing out pieces of her heart to her friends. For Elise, it hangs off her medical symbol because Lei looks up to her as a fellow doctor and I guess they're both working hard to save lives. For Ceres, it hangs off her antlers, close to her head because Lei always thinks of Ceres first. For Vail it uh.... well let's just say it's the most appropriate place to hang it without getting in the way of his movement. XD

I do plan on making actual E1 art of her one day ;w; and also I plan for her to have a 6 star alter who is a sniper (maybe caster?) cuz uh she sure has done lots uh one shot one kill type of thing.

EXTRA SPICY BONUS UNDER THE READMORE (It's not that spicy)

What's going on here? 😳😳😳 Some tail action??? Scandalous!

I mean, it can be cute and wholesome if you want it to be cute and wholesome.

[siera-knightwalker]

What was lost, what can never be found

"Eijun, stop it!" Wakana begged. "Please, Eijun."

"He's not listening," Furuya said softly. Wakana turned away with a sob.

It was the New Year.

The only time that Seido gave it's baseball players any bit of leniency by way of training, not that it stopped the players.

There were decorations up in the cafeteria, but that was the only hint of the winter holidays. There would be players going home, but it was the time for the selected 18 players to train for the Nationals with new vigour instead.

It was the same thing this year.

Eijun was practising his pitches, throwing it at Okumura with a bright grin.

"Yosh! This will be number 11!" He warned before throwing the slider at Okumura without hesitation. After months of the same back and forth, Okumura was able to catch the pitch with the short amount of time that Eijun gave the catcher as warning.

"Senpai, shouldn't we go for the celebration?" he asked as he returned the ball. Eijun's jumped on his feet for a minute before refusing like Ojumura had expected.

"But I'm tired," he deadpanned. And Eijun immediately hesitated.

"10 more!" He promised.

"Okay," Okumura allowed with a small smile.

And exactly as he had promised, Eijun stopped after 10, approaching Okumura as the catcher got up.

"So," Eijun teased, "what's the plan for tonight?" Okumura smiled, his hands quickly unstrapping the protective gear.

"Well, Kuramochi is gone and Asada planned to stay the night with Seto," Okumura hinted. Eijun grinned, wrapping his arms over Okumura's broad shoulders. He leaned in close, the distance closing until barely any remained.

"So?" Eijun asked, his lips lightly brushing against Okumura's as he spoke.

"So," Okumura continued, his breath hitching when the gear dropped and Eijun stepped in even closer, "I can stay with you."

"Hm," Eijun hummed appreciatively. He pressed their lips together. Okumura inhaled sharply, before they both opened their mouths and-

"Hey, bakamura and his boyfriend, go get food before it's over!" A familiar voice called out loudly, interrupting the intimate moment.

'I should have stayed there.'

Eijun paused, before he pulled away, ready to drag his boyfriend to the cafeteria, his hand lacing through Okumura's gently.

"Let's go," he said, a soft smile on his lips.

"Hm," Okumura wordlessly agreed, a slightest hint of pink on his cheeks.

The air outside was cold and dry, but it was the loud noises of people from one room that attracted their attention.

"We're here!" Eijun announced, and several people yelled back greetings immediately. There were loud noises, and music, and the players were drinking something that Eijun would mark as suspicious, but he was happy too.

He turned to face Okumura-

-the world glitched-

"-here!" Eijun extended a spoon of pudding towards Okumura and his face-

-glitch-

Eijun laughed, looking up at the decoration, there was a-

"That's not what happened," a soft voice gently said. "You weren't at the cafeteria at all. You told him to go ahead, and you went to your room. You had a gift for him. Do you remember?"

It was Furuya.

Furuya's voice was soft, gentle, but it was more mature, older now.

Eijun whimpered.

"Shh," Furuya said gently. "It's okay. It'll be okay."

"I can't-" Eijun's voice broke, "-I can't remember his face."

There was a long pause.

"I'll bring you a picture tomorrow," Furuya said quietly.

Eijun let out a panicked sort of laugh.

"No, no. Just let me-" tears escaped his eyes, "-just let me go. Please."

Furuya left the mental asylum, feeling worse and better than he had felt entering it. Outside, someone waited for him.

"Kuramochi-san," Furuya greeted. "Are you here to-" he indicated the building behind him.

Kuramochi wordlessly shook his head, tilting his head towards the parking lot instead.

"I heard you were going to check on him, I came to pick you up," he admitted, looking up into the cloudy sky.

Furuya hummed under his breath.

"No one does well after a visit to him," Kuramochi admitted, his lips twisted into an unhappy smile. "I'm surprised you visit often as you do."

"It's Eijun after all," Furuya said, pausing for a minute to look at his feet. "I can't leave him like that."

"Yeah," Kuramochi agreed, taking out his car keys. "But it's been 7 years already."

Furuya opened the car door and sat down. Then he looked outside the window.

Neither of them talked more after the grim reminder.

Furuya mentally completed the thought in his mind, tracing a cloud that looked like the mound on the window.

It's been seven years since the fire.

-

"Go ahead," Eijun pulled his fingers away, poking Okumura towards the cafeteria. "I'll meet you in a minute."

Okumura glanced up from their intertwined fingers, to look at Eijun's face then at his room. He smiled wryly.

"You don't have to give me presents you know?" He said, using his recently freed hand to cup Eijun's face. Okumura's fingers were warm from the mitt.

Eijun turned his head briefly, brushing his lips against Okumura's fingertips, before stepping away. He didn't look away from Okumura's eyes.

"You'll like this gift," he promised with a smile. "Go," he insisted. Okumura offered him a bright smile.

"Okay, I'll be waiting," he said. He let go of the Eijun's face, stepping back. He kept looking at Eijun until Eijun ducked behind the hung laundry and entered his room.

Then Okumura turned around and went to the cafeteria. Miyuki Kazuya, an alumni now, wrapped an arm around his neck. Okumura frowned before the other catcher stuffed something soft and distinctly cake-like inside his mouth.

Okumura chewed it, before deciding he didn't dislike it.

"It's good, right?" Miyuki grinned. Then he looked behind Okumura, "Where's Bakamura disappeared off to now? It's new year, you know? Bad manners to leave your boyfriend alone." He teased.

Okumura shrugged out of Miyuki's hold.

"It's fine," he licked the cream off his lips. "He's gone to get me some new year gift that couldn't wait."

"Oh ho?" He said, pulling Okumura away from the door and inside the warmth of the room. "Is he-"

"Isn't this place a little too warm?" Okumura frowned, looking around. "Winters are dry here, aren't they?" Miyuki blinked in surprise.

"Yes, but-"

The world burst into flames.

-

There was a news article about it.

The cafeteria of the Seido baseball team had been utterly devastated. Many injured, with only a few fatalities.

Miyuki Kazuya and Okumura Koushuu were on the list of fatalities.

Kominato Haruichi was in a coma, survival uncertain.

Sawamura Eijun escaped without injury.

-

Furuya looked out into the night sky as Kuramochi kept driving on and on.

[sonderwrit]

C94: Obsession

I Have to Be a Great Villain - Masterpost

Slime X starts getting attached to Wang Yi while he remains clueless to his sneaking around and snacking.

WY: Snore—snore—

Slime: *plop*

Slime: Huu… 

*kacha opening noises*

Slime: Finally…free.

X—Species.

A rare species floating in the universe. 

It has no shape and no voice. Those who came in contact with it either disappeared completely or went berserk without reason. No one knew what its purpose was or why it appeared on Earth.

Slime: Sigh…human language is so, hard, to learn.

Slime: Although I've been listening this entire time…I can't understand it completely…nor can I express myself. Am I pronouncing things wrong?

Slime: But…I've finally found it. The "obsession" I've been missing.

[Next Day]

WY: Yawnnn—

WY: I don't know why, but I'm still exhausted after sleeping so much…

[Researchers can apply for a dormitory or just live in the lab.]

WY: Like I was doing math questions all night.

S-0: *munching noises* Hm? Not used to the locale, maybe? Then how about eating something nutritious to boost yourself first. This cat food is delicious. (It was impossible to eat this in the apocalypse world.)

WY: …shameless.

WY: Can a little cat like you really help a Host successfully complete his missions?

S-0: Huu…I won't lie…you're actually my first Host.

WY: Hah? That's too awful! (I'm your guinea pig?)

S-0: No, not at all.

S-0: Because of an incident in the past, all the more impressive seniors (senpai) all upgraded or left.

S-0: So there's nothing but newbies like us doing the work now.

WY: An incident?

S-0: Mhm. It seems there was a powerful senior (senpai) who tried to get rid of their status as a System and become a human being.

S-0: Although I don't know what happened, from then on we were forbidden to take on human forms. (We can only be animals or something else.)

WY: So it's like that.

WY: (No wonder there's cats and penguins.)

WY: Aish, every family has its troubles. 

WY: Might as well deal with what's in front of me first. Let's check on yesterday's experimental subject. (The soul of rationality)

WY: …hm? Why do I feel like..this fellow's a little smaller from yesterday?

S-0: I think that's true.

S-0: What should we do…?

WY: Although the description said X doesn't eat, perhaps we can try…

Slime: ?

Slime: *swallows* *chew chew*

WY: Hey, it actually ate it!

WY: So it can eat regular food after all.

WY: What about soymilk?

Slime: *crunch*

WY: Don't eat the spoon?!

WY: …what's the situation, can it tell what's food or not?

S-0: It's impossible to use normal logic to explain such an organism, interesting.

S-0: …

S-0: N-no, wait! Host, you can't be lured in by other experimental subjects!

S-0: Our mission has always been to act as tools for the male and female protagonists! If you're free, go show your face to the mermaid instead!

WY: I remember, I remember.

WY: I was thinking I'd get a full-body protective suit along with completing the mission to deal with this X when I return.

Slime: ?

WY: (If I seal off all entryways on my body, it won't burrow into my ear like last time again.)

S-0: Huu, Host is really enthusiastic about research, even though you could just go through the motions.

S-0; Are you interested in unknown organisms?

WY: More or less.

WY: I also want to confirm something that I thought was pretty impossible.

Slime: He…went out?

Slime: Wonderful.

Slime: My human is so cute~

Slime: I like him. I like him a lot—

Slime: But he's too weak, so he'll die if he's careless, right?

*scurrying noises*

Slime: After searching for so long…I have to protect him carefully…

WY: (Huh? My neck's a little itchy.)

WY: ?

Slime: For that—I  have to evolve faster.

Slime: Split myself up and go eat up some other materials.

WY: Eh? I felt like something just scurried out.

S-0: Was there? 

S-0: You're probably mistaken, right…?

Slime: *swooshes away*

[moonsinkfoxgirl]

Suffer the same fate as your gf. Multiples of 8 be upon ye

8. Describe your crush

Does it count as a crush if you're dating by now? She's a vampire she's super cute, she has beautiful reddish-golden hair, pretty brown eyes. adorable freckles, she's super kind and sweet and has this aura of must-protect-at-all-cost, she's extremely adorahuggable, she likes sea serpents and faeries and reads lots of smart books and also she's the hottest girl to ever live^^

16. Do you have any tattoos?

Nope^^ Probably not getting any any time soon but maybe a moon on my shoulder one day.

24. Do you think you’ll be married in 5 years?

That could work out, but probably not? We've got a lot of stuff ahead of us, hard to tell if we'll feel like squeezing in getting married that soon. Gotta live together in a stable situation first and that'll take a bit probably. Definitely eventually though^^

32. Have you ever experienced unrequited love?

I had some other crushes but they never even got so far as to confirm whether anything was unrequited and it's hard to call those teenage crushes love, so... kind of no

40. Have you ever written a song or poem for someone?

I've sent my gf over a dozen love poems^^ Not all that amazing ones, but it was a nice thing to channel all my yearning into. Unfortunately I lost a bunch with two of my phones dying and also my creativity has mostly dried up by now.

48. If the person you like says they like someone else, what would you say?

That depends on the context. If they like that someone else more than me I'd probably cry. If not and I get along with that hypothetical person then a polyam thing could maybe be sorted out but it sounds very daunting so I'd be very unsure about that.

56. State 8 facts about your body

Uhhh... skinny. white. brown hair. small boobs. brown eyes. bangs. ~168cm tall. girl.

64. What is your definition of cheating?

uhhh... not sure I've thought much about that... 'romantically intimate and/or sexual activities with somebody who isn't your partner without the consent of your partner' I guess?

72. What words do you like to hear during sex?

pretty satisfied with just hearing cute noises tbh, though it's nice if my name or a senpai comes up^^

80. When was the last time you told someone you loved them?

Probably some time today, not sure when exactly. I try to say it a lot it's important^^

[orphilos]

“ ah, minato ! “ outstretched arm waves proudly with warmest greetings, ever so fortunate in being able to catch him on the journey back to the dormitories before cherished headphones were popped over ears, obfuscating all background noise and corridor chatter. “ wait just a moment ! i have something for you ! “ elongated steps make their way closer to the familiar position of his side, tugging gently upon the zip of his own satchel to unveil not one, not two, but three pristinely – wrapped packages bound together with luminescent ribbons in order to hold their loose forms in sturdy shape.

“ i might have heard that you have not had the chance to eat as well as our senpai would like during your excursions and late – night activities, and i took this as an opportunity to also try some new recipes to put forward as suggestions to the café’s menu in order to change things up a bit ! “

the culinary treasures that awaited inside ranged from a bento box adorned with carrot stars and daikon bunnies, accompanied by a curry crafted with equal amounts of spicy – sweet. there too was some chocolate truffles with a refreshing mint aroma and two ice – cold bottles of strawberry lemonade.

there was some leftover materials from the time they had been sewing all sorts of things, resourcefulness being a quality to be most appreciated on this occasion. why stop at a scarf when an entire winter set could be crafted to protect against the coming onslaught of falling snow ? and last, but by no means least, the pièce de résistance. technological skills were aptly summoned, using every spare minute available to download and burn several days worth of songs onto a single cd  — ranging from those little melodies that held such reverence in the other’s heart, becoming such a quintessential part of his life,  songs introduced by minato that always bestowed poignant reminders of his presence and wonderful symphonies that the two of them took such pleasure revelling in upon a single note.

“ one care package for our honourary helper ! our little club really wouldn’t be the same without your valuable input, dear leader. the smiles that you have been able to bring to everyone around school have made such a difference. now, all that’s left to do is to see your own smile a little bit more ! only then, will our club have reached its full potential. its fate rests solely in your hands ! “ ( one super long ask at your service ! ) ヽ(>∀<☆)ノ

ONLY A VOICE OF FAMILIARLY is enough to halt his movement, head whipping around to spot that of his friend classmate, Mochizuki Ryoji. with his arm extended high up at blue sky followed with an somewhat rather upbeat movement, a contrast to that of his own motion — undoubtedly, a sight that had gainer the attention of many ( annoyingly ) curious onlooking's. although, it'll be rather hypocritical of himself to say, as he too, would've done the same had this situation been done by another.

( ...still, he couldn't hide back his own amusement from such a sight alone ! )

&& although Ryoji has never shy away from finding any means to stick relatively close to that of the fool  —  it is rather what would come after, that bought an unexpected wave of surprise !

❛ . . . !! ❜

a rare change for the one's aloof appearance that belonged to Arisato Minato was now distorted into the purest of shock ! brows slightly furrowed, with cerulean hues widening at the mere sight before him — ( ❝ You didn't have too—... ❞ ) && indeed, such kindness was never needed nor was it ever a requirement. he is only doing what he had been told to do, ( nothing more && nothing less... )

&& yet, while rosy lips parted to speak out of such statement ( no words actually manage to escape. ) only stopping once realizing who he was up against... ( call it a lucky guess, if you must ) but even Minato was not idiotic enough to think Ryoji would take ' no ' for an answer so easily.

( && frankly, it'll be too much trouble to try. )

❛ ...Right. ❜ a delayed response finally comes after quite some time of figuring of what to say, certainly the response was worth more than that of his monotone voice  —  still, even if his tone alone seemed lackluster ( uncaring, perhaps ) there was still a clear sign of appreciation ( simply in much more different && unexpected way..! ) one in which he normally avoided with many, aside from a select few... ( fortunately enough, Ryoji was one of those few, he allowed. )

❛ Let's... Let's share this together. ❜

@enshijou !

[angelictyphoon]

There is nothing to fear if there is nothing to lose. Every fiber of muscle his body screams at him to surge forward and forcibly remove the Grader from the equation because the math terrifies him and the odds that Vash the Stampede survives being left with nothing a second time is closer to zero than anyone around him would ever want to hear him admit. 

Forgiving requires intent, and stone would sooner weather away to dust than Vash could ever find it in himself to let go when his memory spans more than one human lifetime. Names, faces, people, loved ones, loop in his mind’s eye with all the fidelity of a fresh roll of film. Remembering is all he has left in the end, and remembering is so often tied to failure.

The mop handle begins to splinter apart in his hands.

Somehow, through the unbridled terror that has seized him by the throat, he listens. If anyone else had asked, told him– don’t– it would have already been too late. He doesn’t move. He scarcely dares to breathe. He cannot see Wolfwood’s expression, but he can surely see Livio’s, and he can see the anguish that wars across the other man’s face.

They are who they are because of the mistakes they have made, and not all mistakes are equal, not all mistakes can be fixed. 

Back then, this was Nicholas’s battle too. His brother, his home, everything that Nicholas had given up in order to protect, to save. When the tremor of Livio’s gun hand falls to slack fingers and a temporary transfer of ownership, only then does Vash find room to draw breath again and not much else. His legs might just buckle and fold underneath him if he tries to test his luck.

Meryl has emerged out of the shadow of the stoop in that time to observe, anxious and worried as the tension dissipates and time ticks forward toward high noon once again. Milly flashes her a reassuring smile and sets about wrangling friends who need a nudge in the right direction. She glances at Vash, decides that he might do better left alone (with Wolfwood) and gently tugs a dazed Livio along and indoors. 

“Don’t worry, Mr. Livio. We’ll catch you up on all the details in time for lunch! Senpai will want to know what the Terrans have been up to, too. Well, she calls it plotting, but that sounds so nefarious, don’t you think? We should try to be friends, like you and Chronica.” 

Taking the stance that prolonged silence would only further sour their moods, Milly continues chattering away.  

“I was upset at Mr. Wolfwood too, but… I can’t think of a better way to celebrate than with everyone here.” Milly nods decisively, pleased with her irrefutable conclusion. “And those worm burgers smell amazing already! The best meals are the ones you don’t have to make yourself. Knowing Mr. Wolfwood, he probably uses love as the secret ingredient.”

Having followed them through the front door, Meryl makes a disgruntled noise through her nose off to the side. More in the span of a couple days than she has in months, and ultimately, she is glad for the additional trouble and Milly's peculiar brand of insight.

Vash slumps his shoulders when the trio finally disappears inside. Whatever he expected– how he would react to Livio and how Livio would react to Wolfwood and how Wolfwood would react to everybody pointing weapons at each other (which really amounts a mop, a pistol, and maybe a spatula if he’s going to count a mop anyway)– 

“I, um. I might have overreacted a little bit there,” Vash says, and he’s not nearly as remorseful as he could be as he turns to face Nicholas. This is not the first time he’s thrown himself into harm’s way for someone else’s sake. Not the last, and Wolfwood has never quite managed to strangle an apology out of him for it, so there’s that. 

He looks down at his hands. 

“Ah.”

The mop is the unfortunate casualty of this whole ordeal. They can get a new one next time they head into town. Whenever that is, whenever that happens. The slivers of wood collecting blood on their pointy ends where they have broken skin on his right hand is a more immediate concern. 

"Vash, don't—"

But he does. He would have anyway. Regardless of what Wolfwood had to say, Vash would have placed himself in the line of fire, and it is that that edges something angry into his voice. Old habits of self-sacrifice are hard to break when they are all one knows from beginning to end, atonement for things wholly out of one's control, repentance for action and inaction alike.

Nicholas strafes with his hands still visible. Deliberate and slow, incremental, step by step, he moves just to get in range. Just to maybe possibly pull the trajectory of belching lead toward himself rather than toward his needle-brained compatriot—

(Beloved, his brain supplies, and it is just like it was before. Just like it was prior to the long drop and the sudden stop, burning eyes and lungs and nerves and numbness. Just like it was after he reconciled that running with Vash wasn't a job. Protecting him wasn't just a means to an end—it was a purpose. Important. Because he wanted to. Because it was worthwhile. It is still worthwhile. It is, and it crawls up his throat with a resonance of fear and fury that wants to howl and rage and—)

It flares bright in Wolfwood's irises, molten gold muted only with the high noon sun. Bristled quills flex outward at his jaw and at his nape, and the readiness to strike (pull, grab, retreat, shield) cords in every inch of his being, in the flash of bared teeth, in the knurl of fingers into fists.

"You're not fuckin’ real," the hulking gunman growls, but Vash can tell, he can see—there is a desperation in the pale pinpoints of eyes focused past the mop, focused through the interposition, adjusting as Wolfwood adjusts, completely heedless to anything in the way. This is all he can see, all the last vestiges of the Eye will let him see. "And if you are real, you're one of those—things." His right hand remains extended, grip steady and sure on the gun like a lifeline to sense and sanity.

"Listen to Vash, Mr. Livio!" In her odd angle of wisdom, Milly sets her hands on the white-haired man's shoulders and grasps with all the intensity of a sibling fully accustomed to pulling family back from the brink. She's right there, so often written off as harmless, clueless, and she has his bicep even as the friendliness strains in her tone. "If you shoot, then you're going to shoot the worm burgers, and then what will we all have for lunch?"

Livio remains resolute.

Completely still, except for the tremor in his arm and in his lower lip.

Because he remembers. Two years ago, almost to the day, he remembers. It always comes back clear as anything this time of year. The fight, the thrill of it, and then the crushing realization of what happened. Betrayals upon betrayals, crowned with his brother's blood on his hands. No taking it back. No rewinding time. The edifice whence he came was nothing, built nothing, destroyed everything it touched.

Wolfwood could have killed him.

Might have survived if he hadn’t put so much effort into sparing him.

Livio knows, knew, what it was that he killed for Vash—not just another human, not just someone worthy of protection by virtue of being alive, but something important. In a way, he killed two friends that day, altering the trajectory of tomorrows forever. He has spent the last years trying to atone, trying to grow, to live, to be worthy of forgiveness, but here and now he faces it down again.

An impossibility. An impossibility and the offer of a meal (like the funeral repast, because they needed to eat, to live, to finish the fight).

He can't. He can't shoot, when all he could ever do was shoot at the end of a handler’s leash, when he has made strides to do better, to help undo some of the damage he was made to do. Some things cannot be undone. Or so he thought. His grip on the gun falters. Shrugging out of Milly's grasp, he stagger-steps aside with a choked sob. 

Wolfwood snatches the Grader as soon as he is within range, stashing and stowing the gun at his lower back before he reaches out again. Livio flinches and dodges aside into Milly's guidance, the grate of boots on gravel a shrill hiss. No harm done, no injuries, but it still aches like a fist to the gut. A muscle in Wolfwood's jaw tics, breath held, exhaled slowly.

He shouldn't be surprised. They have every reason to question, but still.

Stiff upper lip. Better this than bullets. It doesn’t matter.

"C'mon, the ghost stories you pissed yourself about as a kid weren't real. Do you really think I'd start here if I were after brains to eat? Jee-zus," Nicholas snorts, tries to pick up the thread of fraternal teasing, and it falls flat, silent. He sighs, looking over to Vash and Milly, stricken and struggling to compartmentalize.

"...Get him inside, huh? Gotta keep the food from burnin'. I'll be in in a bit."

[petals-of-a-heart-moasic]

💋 - mask-0f-rebelli0n ( U pick. Do you wand A Terrible Menace or a Feral Demon bastard uwu )

Send “💋” to kiss my muse out of nowhere.

@mask-0f-rebelli0n

“Mmmph?!”

Heart clings onto Dia’s shirt, her fingers gripping the fabric as she keeps herself balanced. Her eyes wide as he presses his lips against hers, was her own heart picking up a bit?

It was....

Pulling away she looks at him, her face probably red now as she tries to figure out what had exactly happened.

“Um....” She glances down, her blush turning darker as she shyly clears her throat, “...You’re um...A-A good kisser senpai?”

[traumxrei-archive]

Congratulations for 600+ followers! May I join the event? Prompt no. 1 for Leona Kingscholar. Thank you!

【 i just wanna take a bite 】

prompt #1: He had them shoved against the wall but now he can’t stop looking at their mouth... (ft. leona kingscholar)

gender neutral! reader, (very) suggestive themes, 600 followers event ficlet

author's note: OK BUT NGL, i was hoping someone would request #1 with leona sjkfdjsfk i'm sorry i'm just *down bad noises* thank you for the congrats !! i hope that this fulfills everyone's leona needs sjdkfjsf <3 (also do not perceive me writing this please *sobs* i didn't write this, no i didn't-)

Leona was on the hunt. He sped down the hallway, wasting precious time he could've spent napping to try catching the herbivore, of all people. He felt a growl revibrate in his chest.

"If you stop now I won't do anything bad to you," Leona roared as they skidded into a turn. He was sure he was gaining on them, but every time he got close enough to grab them, they twisted out of his grasp.

Leona had to give credit where credit's due: the herbivore was giving him quite a good chase. So they made suitable prey after all.

"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" They yelled back, ducking under his arm. "I-I'm doing this for your own good–"

Leona's hand struck true, grabbing their arm, and their body lurched backward– right into his. He slammed them into the wall, making sure that they didn't get too banged up by protecting their head. He wouldn't want them to faint on him without hearing an explanation.

"And how exactly is a herbivore like you that's still wet around the ears," He emphasized his point by pressing them into the wall further, drawing a gasp. "Doing me a favor by stealing my magic pen?"

"R-ruggie-senpai told me to," They said, biting their lip. "He told me to take your pen and lead you to your class…it sounds stupid when I say it out loud."

"And you listened to him?" Leona glanced around, "Gotta hand it to you, you made me run a good while."

"Not long enough," They muttered dejectedly.

"Listen, you…" Leona's ears swiveled when he realized how close he was to them. His nose picked up their scent easily, along with the thundering sound of their heartbeat. But that was normal, no, what distracted him was something else.

He cursed himself internally when he noticed their lips. Slightly open, small pants escaping them after their chase. He wanted to reach forward and press his fingers against them. He wondered what kind of expression they would make if he did. And if he wanted to do more? What would happen if he leaned forward and sho–

"Leona? Are you listening?" Their voice made him blink. They tilted their head– in a way Leona would begrudgingly call cute. "I said it was– What are you staring at?"

"Hmm?" Leona feigned ignorance, not planning on admitting what he was doing.

"You've been staring for the past minute?" They asked demandingly yet he could feel the thrum of their heartbeat increase from where his hand was pressed against their throat.

"I'm contemplating whether I should give you a punishment or not," Leona swiped his tongue against his lip, relishing at the nervous bob of their throat.

"I was just trying to get you to class…"

"And you disturbed my nap," Leona said flatly before letting a smirk onto his face. "I'm gonna steal a kiss as a punishment. And 'm gonna be nice 'n give you a moment to think: yes or no."

"I– Huh?" They blinked rapidly, that petulant expression finally knocked askew. "What did you say?"

Leona rolled his eyes, "I ain't gonna repeat it twice, herbivore. Yes or no."

"Y-you can't just," They closed their mouth to fume silently in his hold. "You don't just ask people if you want to kiss them!"

Leona snorted, "That's how consent works, herbivore."

"You know that's not what I meant," Leona delighted in watching their lips thin as they pressed them together. Even their annoyed face was kinda cute. "You don't just kiss people as a punishment."

"What say does a little trapped prey have about a predator's punishment?" Leona moved his hand, from their neck up to their cheek. "C'mon. Yes or no. I'm not gonna eat you or anything."

It was quite amusing watching the gears in their head turning as they thought about his proposal. Meanwhile, he was still thinking about what it would feel like if he just pressed his mouth against theirs. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he almost missed their voice.

"…Okay…" They said with eyes that avoided his, yet they didn't try to change their posture or shrink away.

A wide grin split his lips as he adjusted his stance. He didn't want to suffocate them while he kissed the daylights out of them. Now that would be a recipe for disaster.

He leaned over, watching as they shivered from the way his breath hit their skin. The herbivore was always so responsive to everything. He would be a fool if he thought it was any different when they kissed.

And when he finally pressed his mouth against theirs, he couldn't help but groan. It was nothing like he imagined it to be. It was leagues better than that, especially when he caught a slight yelp escaping their throat when he licked at the seam of their lips. He didn't have to pry too much before they yielded like the good little herbivore they were. He made sure to caress their neck in encouragement, nails gently scraping against where their pulse was the loudest.

And if Leona could even think straight he would've set up a barrier to keep prying eyes away from this moment. But he could care less who passed by. Something in his chest was telling him that it was good if anyone saw. Then they'd know who the herbivore really belonged to.

A sharp tug to his braid knocked a growl out of his chest and he belatedly realized that they were thumping against his chest. He pulled away immediately, watching as they slumped lower and lower till they hit the ground.

There was a permanent, loud thumping in his ears, no doubt from how hard their heart was beating in their chest that sent a visceral pleasure singing through Leona's veins. He did that. He had caused that. He made them like that.

He crouched right in front of them as they were trying to catch their breath, "You good?"

"Am…am I good…?" They said between pants, glaring at him yet again. "You…you tried to….to suffocate me to death…!"

He reached a hand to ruffle their hair, "Don't lie, you enjoyed that as much as I did." Leona intently took in their spit-slick lips, feeling his tail swaying side to side at the sight of their mussed-up appearance.

"You're an absolute barbarian," They said, shoving at him.

"I'm a lion remember," Leona bared his fangs in a toothy grin. "And I was just simply helping myself to the gazelle that put itself in my mercy."

They groaned, rummaging in their pocket, "Fine, here have your— where's your pen…?"

"You mean this?" Leona held up the pen. "Grabbed it off you before we kissed." He waved his hand again and a semi-transparent barrier was put up around them.

"What are you doing, I have to get to cla-" They stopped in their tracks when they finally glanced at him again. He belatedly wondered what it was that stopped them. "Y-you said you wouldn't eat me."

"I won't. But you aren't leaving so easily. I ain't about to let go of my prey just like that," Leona's hand was already tugging them closer and closer. "So, play around with me some more, yeah?"

And as he watched them swallow their complaints, he knew he had to thank Ruggie somehow for all this. In some twisted way, it was his atrocious idea that lead to him capturing such sweet prey. Yeah, maybe he would buy him a steak, Leona thought as he leaned down to claim another kiss from his alluring little herbivore.

thank you for reading this kinda spicy leona-rot sjfkdfj- here's my masterlists for more writinggg <3