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Only girl I’d ever date is Trixie 

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Fresh Out The Slammer

Summary: You're going to see Spencer after he spent three months on the prision.

Couple: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Little angst, mention of prision and murder.

A/N: Hi everyone, guess who is back to write like is running out of time! Someone has to take TTPD away from me, now this is an addiction.

Sorry if this doesn't have to much to do wuth the song and remember, english is not my first language, so please tell me if I have an error.

Plss reblog it and request are open!

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When Spencer was being held in custody in Mexico, you were anxious, you visited him and he was completely different from who you were accustomed to.

It was like he wasn’t mentally there, he looked like a mess and his mental stability was almost inexistent, you almost broke down when you saw him in that state.

After that visit, he didn’t let you go again to see him, he didn’t want you to see him in that state and was worried about your mental health even if he was worse in that matter.

You felt hurt at that moment but you decided to understand him and didn’t visit him again but you sent him letters, the first few letters he didn't respond to you, after some time he started to respond to your letters.

You have been feeling down all the time, being in your apartment made you feel miserable knowing he wasn't there, it felt lifeless there without his presence.

Your bed that once was your favorite place in the world became the worst place to be without his arms around you holding you and protecting you from all the things that happen out there.

You were cleaning the apartment when your phone started to ring, you took it to check who it was and when you saw his name you let out a scream. You quickly answer the call.

“Spencer, are you okay?” You said immediately when the call started, your voice was full of worry for him.

“Yes, I’m already out and I’m alright, don’t worry angel.” His voice sounded reassuring, even if he wasn’t alright he wouldn’t have told you but something inside you told you to believe him.

That calmed you instantly, knowing he was alright made your mind at peace, and the overthinking in your mind stopped even if it was for a moment.

“I’m going to be there in a couple of hours.” His voice sounded tired, knowing him you know that he hadn’t slept more than two hours or less in those three months

Now you were waiting for him in your apartment, sitting on your couch trying to read a book, but that task seemed impossible right now, your mind was only focused on the clock in the living room, checking it every few minutes.

It felt like the minutes were slowly becoming eternal, your heart was beating like it was going to get out of your chest, and your mind was running through a million thoughts at the same time.

Then you heard the door opening and you ran towards the entrance just like a little kid, when you saw him you just hugged him while tears began to spill from you’re eyes.

“I missed you so much.” You whispered against his neck, your voice breaking with every word you spoke. His hands were rubbing your back in a calming notion.

When you pulled back enough to see his face, you noticed that his face had tears spilling from his beautiful eyes, you removed them with your thumbs while you held his face in your hands.

“You don’t have any idea of how much I thought about you, All those nights, you kept me going. I read every letter you sent.” He pulled you towards him for a kiss. When his lips touched yours it was like being in heaven again.

You pulled away a little and put your head on his chest “I’m sorry that you had to go through all of that.” Your voice was weak and filled with sadness thinking about all the things that he had suffered, you looked to another side.

He pulled away a little and took you by the chin to make you see him, he started to speak again. “Even if I go through all of that, knowing that you were here is enough compensation for all the things that I had suffered in my life.”

You kissed again but with time it was more slowly and gently, the kiss was filled with the love that the two of you had for each other. You were sure that the love would never end between you two.

He was the one who you want to spend the rest of your life with him.

[moon-of-desire]

Random Questions from Starla Deluna about Misha’s roles outside Supernatural.  CSI Season 5 Episode 13 - Nesting Dolls

So we all know Misha plays the Receptionist Vlad in this episode, He is the partner of Chloe the owner of  Madame Matryoshka's a beauty shop. A former employee of the beauty shop named Svetlana is missing for 2 years at this point and ends up being found buried and encased in roofing tar.  But besides here there is another body underneath her. For the body underneath they simply find out that she tried to come into the country while hiding in a suitcase. For Svetlana they have to dig a bit deeper.

                       SPOILER ALERT + Quick Summary/Recap

So they start the episode by going back to Svetlana’s ex husband who is allready remarried, and tells them Svetlana fell in love with someone else. They go back to her workplace Madame Matryoshka's and find out that it’s actually a key point in a Russian Mail order bride circle.

Svetlana was unhappy in her marriage, Andrew never beat her but there where signs that he was mentally abusive towards her, at her work Svetlana fell in love wuth a client named Ken and she wanted to escape Andrew. So she and had made him punch her so she could go to the hospital and falsely acuse Andrew of abuse. This resulted Ken’s blood being present on Svetlana’s body + clothes.

He is brought in for questioning, where he shows Brass a note from Svetlana telling him that she was running away. Ken finds it odd that the note refers to him as "Ken" because Svetlana always called him "Kenski." 

Their attempts at framing Andrew for abuse happend to be a succes since Andrew did spend a night in custody for false accusations. However not much more of it could be proven so he was let go. A days later Svetlana is murderd inside the Beauty Shop by her ex husband Andrew. However they have no proof of it. Untill they decide to examine the handwriting on the letter They compare the handwriting from the appointment book and the note Svetlana wrote to Ken. He finds that the letters are a match, meaning that the handwriting on both is Vlad's. They compare Vlad his credit card statements and find out that 5 years ago he brought alot of tar.

However not much later we see in a flashback Vlad coming up into the store whitnessing the murder and looking Andrew directly in the eyes.

Vlad cleaned up the crime scene of the body and took Svetlana to that oil field and dumped her in tar. As he did this same job before for certain Russian families. He dumps body, body never found. Vlad says that Andrew is a very good tipper.Then the question comes up if Andrew was a good tipper 5 years ago. Vlad says no, He explains that the girl beneath it couldn’t get a Visa but decided to come anyway in a suitcase. She didn’t survive the trip and Vlad decided to get rid of her.

With this they have a full confession from Andrew that he murderd his wife but Vlad’s faith is undecided.

And here are Starla’s questions about the episode & Vlad!

1. What the hell happend to Vlad? I mean he did just confess to whitnessing a murder, covering up a crime scene and burrying a body.

2. How did Vlad know in which suitcase the girl was hiding? Did he know which flight they came in and who the suitcase belonged too?

3. Why would Vlad get rid of the suitcase? If the girl came with nothing how would they know she would be there?

4. Why didn’t Vlad order multiply amounts of Tar? I know Tar can be used as a base for coatings and paint, in roofing and paving, and as a binder in asphalt products. A the amount would be less sucpicious and B. He could’ve just said Roofing repair.

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All importan

I added question while ago you’ll know which, dont add it ^^

’*’-important ones

* Frisk_I couldn’t leave them behind * I did everything to make her happpy Gaster froze them His words are always used ande re-used- about - tori about viktor Parents know about the sicness more than tey tell * Frisk feel bad for genocide * Poisoned chcolate? Chara was a target? *** Toriel- we did everythind to make them safe- did they cut all the golden flowers from the underground? (where is flower in latest pages from?) Buttercup flowers parts found in Chara and Asriel- ^ Viktor said something to alphys *** VIKTRO SAID TO FRISK ‘KIDDA’ WE SAW THAT SOMEWHERE HAVENT'WE! * something in DT is extractor is glowing then viktor feels pain and he is happy (as expected viktor dosen'have soul probably) Flowers in home are in grey color- again, no golden flowers? Frisk said she is not as determined as Chara and cry Sans got to know about new soul * Sans 'remember’ about last timelines and confused them with actual one * Viktor have dreams about gaster ** Asriel- I am aware of your feelings, but I’ m always scared… ** Frisk_ And I know yours. But we can’t do anything aboutit. Hating you would be stupid ** She loves Asriel or Chara and he knows it so he is scrared because she knows he loves chara (theory) * Frisk- if only i had give her soul I wouldn t be living in this hell( she wants to resen?!) * F and C cant reset * Chara- we can only live with conseqyences[…] (chains beeing broken in eyes of blue haired girl) White haired girl appears * no golde flowers since reset- already said about that * Frisk said to alphys she wants flower she is red, she probably know viktor likes her (he blushed when was talking about frisk with sans) still not enught information about white haired girl but she disappeard? Viktor (or maybe sans?) gave frisk flower frisk may be afraid of beeing left behind by chara and asriel beacause she didn’t whant to left them in previous timeline

So quick what I think:

Someone poisoned Chara and asriel wuth golden flowers so Toriel and Asgore cut them all off so they feel sory for all dead children (alphys didn’t know about that cuz she isn’t yet scientist - gaster is still there yet) Nova have to so do something with glowing thing in DT extractor not eought information yet :( Fris is afraid that azy an Cgara will leave them behind also she loves one of them not sure who and is (I think) beeng loved by Viktor And golden flower as well as letter is from viktor byt where did he get one from? Nova said she pased by home while frisk was sleeping frisk don’t belive it I’m not sure if Frisk was at home that night…

Thats all I guess hope you like it

and please add it xddd

woooo so many speculations, we’re really hapy of reading them! thank you ewe!

[narutocguide]

OC: Fujiwara Miyabi

Hello! I would like an oc review if you don’t mind ^_^ 

(also I’m sorry if my grammar is bad TAT)

— Basic Info —

Name: Fujiwara Miyabi Kanji: 藤原雅 Meaning: Fuji: Wisteria, Hara: Field, Miyabi: Refinment, elegance Alias/Nicknames: Miyabi-chan or Miya (friends), Miyabi-sama Gender: Female Sexual orientation: heterosexual Birthday: 15th, March Age: Part I: 15-16 Part II: 19-20 Epilogue: 22-23

rowan: okay so the ages seem legit, except for the epilogue age. fifteen years have passed since the fourth shinobi war, so yeah, her age should be a bit older than “22-23″

unless, by “epilogue” you are referring to “naruto: the last” in which there is only a two year time skip.

— Characteristics —

Blood type: A Height: Part I: 155cm Part II: 165cm Epilogue: 170cm Weight: Part I: 35kg Part II: 46kg Epilogue: 51kg Eyes: Brown Hair: Part I: Dark Brown, long hair with the hime-cut, usually in a bun when in missions or training, wears a complex bun at home Part II: Hair shorter (first down to the jaws, after down to the shoulders), usually in a ponytail for missions and training Epilogue: Hair long again, same as Part I Skin: Pale Does he/she have scars, different eyecolors, missing a limp or has a puppet limb? Does he/she have a special accessory? She has a scar on the back of her shoulder, wears a necklace wuth her clan’s symbol

— Appearance —

Child: looked like a kokeshi doll (short bob hai, wearing kimono)

Academy: Mostly wears dresses (with short pants under) with floral patterns in school or outside. At home she wears kimono and yukata

Genin: Still wearing dresses and skirts with floral patterns, always wearing long sleeves exept in summer. Again kimono and yukata at home

Chuunin/Jounin/Prologue: Start wearing different types of clothes (like wearing short sleeves more often, more patterns than flowers). Likes wearing hakamas more than kimonos at home

-Likes feminine types of clothes with soft colors like light blue and lavender-

— Ninja information —

Affiliation: Konohagakure Current rank: Jounin -Genin promotion: 12 -Chuunin promotion: 16 -Jounin promotion: 20 Occupation: Part of the Fujiwara Troup (explained later) Status: Active Ninja-ID: 012638 Team: Team Kanako (sensei): Chiba Ryousei, Asahi Kayo Kekkei Genkai: Chakra nature: Water Ninjustsu range: Short-Mid range Deffensive/Offensive type: Balanced type (depend on the mission)

rowan: hm, i’m unsure on what to think about her range. looking at her outfits, i don’t think a short/mid-range would work very well. her long sleeves are more of a liability when it comes to the weapons she uses; and they can easily be grabbed. i would either change up her outfit, or change her range/weapons.

also, her defense/offense has nothing to do with missions; it relies on her fighting style. does she mostly take hits, or send hits? that determines her defense/offense type.

Dominant hand: Right Weapons: Yari Spear, Wadaiko What kind of weapons he/she carries? Ninja bag with basic ninja equipment, scrolls with different types of taiko, her spear is on her back

rowan: i’m a little confused here. is she using drums as a weapon? i’m gonna have to give a hard pass on this one and say that i’d rethink that if i were you. it doesn’t really make sense, unless you’re using it like tayuya? she used her demonic flute for genjutsu and also had a unique summon with it.

if that’s the case, it further proves my point that she should be a long-rage fighter, rather than the short/mid-range that you currently have her as.

then we have the spear. now, i know it sounds pretty cool and unique. but it’s not very practical for a ninja to use. i get more of a “samurai” vibe from it. if you think that you can give a logical argument for it (explain how she’ll be able to successfully poke a ninja before they evade her, for example), then i say go for it!

Summonings: Name: Shishou Species: Kitsune fox (not Kyuubi! just a normal fox :) )

rowan: a kitsune is the japanese word for fox, which is commonly referred to it’s mythical counterpart: the kyuubi. so i’m gonna assume you are referring to the red fox.

Abilities: sensing enemies and tracing

rowan: just a few things to be noted about foxes, so that you can have more than these two abilities. it’s pretty lackluster, compared to the usefulness of other summons.

foxes are known to be very intelligent and cunning. they make for good hunters, but prefer to go at it alone. in fact, they don’t usually travel in packs— so i imagine there won’t be a lot of foxes within that contract.

of course, you can have a lot but just express that they’re not a very well connected group.

Missions completed: D-rank: 26 C-rank: 22 B-rank: 17 A-rank: 10 S-rank: 4 Total: 80

Abilities: Strength: Genjutsu, Taiko, Acting (like she can easily fool someone when she’s feeling bad…), politness, music appreciation Weakness: Atychiphobia (fear of failure), overprotective

rowan: she’s really lacking in the weakness department, and looking at her abilities, i’d say she’s a bit overpowered. i reccomend researching more flaws, or at least lowering her skill in one of the combat categories.

for example, maybe she isn’t too good at blocking or her footwork is really sloppy (equaling a poor taijutsu score). maybe she’s a better at long-range fighting and really sucks at hand-to-hand combat? perhaps (since she is water-natured) she has a huge weakness to fire based attacks.

Taijutsu: Great Ninjutsu: Good Genjutsu: Excellent Fighting style: Mostly use genjutsu to trap the targets then gets close-range with taijutsu, Likes when the fight is finished quickly. Tends to have difficulties if the fight is getting longer

Ninja stats: Genin: NIN: 2/5 TAI: 2.5/5 GEN: 3/5 KEN(intelligence): 3/5 RIKI(power): 2/5 SOKU(speed): 2.5/5 SEI(chakra): 3/5 IN(finger sign): 2/5 Total: 20/40

Chuunin: NIN: 3/5 TAI: 4/5 GEN: 4.5/5 KEN(intelligence): 4/5 RIKI(power): 3/5 SOKU(speed): 4/5 SEI(chakra): 4.5/5 IN(finger sign): 3/5 Total: 26/40

Jounin: NIN: 3.5/5 TAI: 4.5/5 GEN: 5/5 KEN(intelligence): 4.5/5 RIKI(power): 3.5/5 SOKU(speed): 4.5/5 SEI(chakra): 4.5/5 IN(finger sign): 3.5/5 Total: 37/40

— Techinques —

Ninjutsu: She’s not great or bad in ninjutsu. She uses suiton to bind her targets so that she can use genjustu more easily Techniques: Technique 1: Suiton, Chouchou Musubi (Bow tie): A technique her mother taught her. Consist of using water to form a thread to bind targets like wrapping a present (that’s why it’s called bow tie)

Taijutsu: She is great in taijustu. Her mother taught her how to move elegantly and how to dance so Miyabi incorporates dance moves in her taijutsu. It helps her make precise blows. Uses a lot her spear.

rowan: once again, i’m going to note that using the spear isn’t very practical for a ninja. fast movement and stealth relates to the profession a lot, and the spear isn’t really a weapon for that. it also leaves a lot of openings, and makes you more liable to get hit.

Genjutsu: She excells at genjutsu as it is the tradition in her family. They mainly use music but they also use non-musical genjutsu. Technique: Technique 1: Sensou (War): Trap the target in an imaginary world and install fear and destress in the mind of the target Technique 2: Fuji no Meiro (Wisteria’s Labyritnh): Traps the target in an labyrinth

rowan: so i’ve noticed you have two completely different weapons, and therefore, fighting styles. i would pick one and stick with it, rather than have two non-compatible ones. on one hand, she is a mid-range fighter with her spear, but then she becomes a long-range fighter with her drums.

though the variety is nice, i wouldn’t give her both right away. in her genin days, i’d give her one, but then after the time skip (aka naruto’s training period) give her another to show how she’s grown and etc.

— Personal traits —

Personality: She is a very polite and good mannered person. She is the big sister of her team and likes to take care of other. Very gentle but can be seen as stuck-up and naive. Good traits: Honorable, Fair, Kind, Calm Bad traits: She can be overprotective and tend to be overzealous. Her humour is quite sarcastic

rowan: i can’t really see a “very polite and well mannered” person having a sarcastic type of humor. that humor is a little condescending, and doesn’t fit a “polite” person who would typically hold their tongue, rather than give a catty response.

Likes: -foods and drinks: Katsudon and Amazake (when she’s older) -colors: Blue -favourite animal: Dogs -what she likes to do in her free time: She likes taking lessons with her mother (ikebana, cooking, tea ceremony, dance/acting/singing classes… a real yamato nadeshiko), playing instruments, taking a stroll in the garden Dislikes: -foods and drinks: has no dislike -colors: Red -less favourite animal: Spiders -what she doesn’t like to do in his/her free time: Habbits: when nervous she tends to laugh a bit Hobbies: She love playing taiko but her secret hobby is swimming Fears: Atychiphobia (fear of failure). Appeared as a trauma of a past mission and with the help of her friends and teammates she is now conscious of it and tries to overcome her fear. She has panic attacks when she think that a mission is going to fail and her teammates has to calm her for a bit. Ambition: She wants the Fujiwara troup to be world famous.

— Relationships —

Parents: Hajime 一 (50yo)- Shiori 栞 (48yo) Sibling(s): Misaki 美咲 (20yo), Kuon 永遠 (14yo), Kotone 琴音/Suzune 鈴音 (Twins 8yo) Relative(s): Grandparents: Haruo 春雄 (75yo)- Wakana 和奏(D.), Uncle and aunt: Idzuru 居鶴 (47yo)- Migiwa 汀 (40yo), Cousins: Ageha 紅葉 (19yo), Junna 淳和 (15yo), Naoya 直也 (13yo) Teammates/Ex-teammates: Current team: Sensei: 夏菜子 Kanako 朝日　加陽 Asahi Kayo 千羽　綾西 Chiba Ryôsei How they get along? They get along very well. Kayo and Ryô tend to fight a bit but Kanako and Miyabi are always here to stop the fight Friends: Hinata Hyuuga: friends from childhood, they met when Miyabi’s parent went to deliver wisteria plants to the Hyuuga family. Since Hinata was shy, she offered her a branch of wisteria and they started to talk Ryôsei, Kayo, Tenten, Best friend: Saionji Umeka 西園寺 梅香, Distant cousin from her mother’s side. They are the same age so they got along during family reunions

Clan name: Fujiwara Kanji: 藤原 Clan head: Before war: Fujiwara Haruo, After war: Fujiwara Hajime Important/notable members: Haruo, Hajime, Shiori, Idzuru, Migiwa, Misaki, Miyabi, Ageha, Junna

Clan politics: -They are in good terms with the daimyô and with the Hokage. They take pride in their music. The tradition is really important. Clan alliance: Konohagakure Clan whereabouts: Lives in the outskirts of the village

rowan: would not recommend giving them that location, as it kinda steals the uchiha’s shine. their clan compound is located on the village outskirts as well, due to them being driven away into isolation after the kyuubi attack.

i would instead give her clan a more remote location.

Traits: - Brown hair and eyes  - Talent in Genjutsu (use of wagakki, japanese instrument) - Governing chakra: Water, less governing: wind or earth Current members: -Hajime, Shiori Misaki, Miyabi, Kuon, Kotone/Suzune -Idzuru, Migiwa Ageha, Junna, Naoya

Clan history: - The first members of the clan were from Oto no Kuni and started to tour the Five Great Shinobi Countries to share their music. After the First war a branch of the family settled in Konohagakure and they became the Fujiwara clan. Every year they tour the different countries in summer for the festivals. Clan traditions:

rowan: seeing as oto no kuni wasn’t established until orochimaru took control, i would change the origin story a little bit.

instead, maybe say that the first members of the clan were originally from ta no kuni (the original name before orochimaru convinced the daimyo to relinquish control), but to avoid being used in pointless wars, they settled somewhere more secure: konoha.

- Training in wagakki since an early age, respect of the elders is really important: you don’t look in the eyes of the head, you speak only if he/she demands when you’re in his/her presence… Every girls should be trained to be a perfect housewife and a perfect lady. Strict training. - Describe the clothing traditionals: mostly kimono, yukata, hakama inside the house (and outside for the elders) Clan symbol: 2 branches of wisteria flower in a circle, color: lavender

— Background & history —

Childhood: As her family is very traditional, she started learning music, cooking, ikebana, dance, acting, singing, tea ceremoy, sparring etc… at a very young age to be a perfect lady. Her grand father was the head of the family and was very strict as he didn’t show a smile and was very harsh. she didn’t have a lot of friends since most of the time she was home taking classes. She was always with her sister Misaki and her cousin Ageha and played in the graden during their free times. She could meet Umeka only during family meetings but even so they always wrote letters and she felt like Umeka really undrestood her even if she didn’t said a word. She was really close to her grandmother and she taught her how to tend the flower in the garden. Her grandmother died when she was 5. She was very excited to start the academy. She wanted to learn new things and make new friend. At school she was very diligent and was quite a fast learner. She also liked helping other students when they were struggling and made friend with few of them.

rowan: seeing as she was trained to be a stereotypical housewife, i’m confused as to why she was sent to the academy to become a ninja. perhaps she begged to join? if she’s to be a “perfect lady” then i’m sure the sexist thinking would also apply in terms of fighting: in which, females shouldn’t do so.

i would either rehash her clan’s thinking, or give a valid reason for her becoming a ninja.

Genin days: When did he/she get promoted? How was his/her days like a genin? She got promoted like anyone else at 12. With his medic-nin family, Ryo was also a medic-nin, while Kayo specialized in ninjutsu (especially katon) and Miyabi was specialized in Genjutsu and Taijutsu. Kanako-sensei was more of a genjutsu user but she was also a powerful doton user. Overall it was a well-balanced team and they were sent in all sort of missions. During one C-ranked mission, Miyabi was shot with a fireball in the shoulder, this later left a scar. Chuunin days: She became Chuunin at 16 with Ryo and Kayo. She took a year off to go on tour with her family. After returing her team and team Gai had a joint mission to do so the two team started to train together. Once the mission accomplished, Miyabi continued training with them to get better in taijutsu. They became quite close and Tenten, Kayo and Miyabi often had pajama party together. Time skip/Shippuuden: During the time skip, she went again on a tour with her family. While in Konoha, she had more mission with other ninjas than her team and she further developped her genjutsu skills. War Arc: During the war she joined the Allied Shinobi Forces and went to the Third Division (Short-Mid range division). She fought fiercely and gave her all to protect what she held dear. She was very saddened at Neji’s death. Since Kayo and Ryo weren’t in her division she was very worried. She fought a lot of White Zetsu and helped by any means any other ninja in a bad situation. When the war ended, she was devastated when she learnt how many people died.

Epilogue/Chapter 700+: After the war, she became a Jounin and after a while she was in charge of a genin team. While she lived with her family until now, she took a place on her own in the village so that she could concentrate on her shinobi’s job. She continued training with her family and sometimes went on tour.

rowan: alright, so i would first like to apologize for the long wait! all around, your OC is pretty nice! though there are a few logical flaws, but those can be fixed without too much trouble.

if you have any questions about any of the things i said (or if i misunderstood something) please feel free to let me know!

[mariaantonnietta]

Izumi no Kami Kasenada Kiwame Letters

Hello!, here with my last kiwame for a while (I got this set from the event, gonna wait until the next for more). Izumi no Kami is great, these letters make me think of how he is portrayed in one anthology (as much throughtfull that he lets on) and the anime too, but more the anthology for some reason. haha

well, here it goes (my translation is more an reacion with the letter, and is more made wuth translators and some poor discerning skills, so don’t take is as the most correct translation. My comments or clarifications on brackets.)

First Letter

主へ To Master よう、オレがいなくてそっちは大丈夫か？

are you fairing well without me? ま、オレが戻るまでの辛抱だ、うまいこと運営してくれよ。

Well, manage things well until I get back, have patience. こっちは新選組に潜り込んで修行中だ。

I am practicing under the Shinsengumi. 知ってると思うが、オレは十一代目や十二代目���兼定が打った刀に宿るもんが、

I think you know, I am an sword that combines the expectations eleventh or(to) twelve generation Kasenada (not sure about this line, but he is talking about his lineage) 土方歳三という元の主を共通項にして合わさることで今の姿になってる。

And Hijikata Toshizo original item in a common form to form this figure.

(ok, I think he is saying that he represents those things, not sure if he is saying that his soul is made from that, or that he is representing these things and wants to match the expectations. Or that Hijikata mixed a sword he owned with the smithers to make him, but taht is the most least likely ) 今の限界を超えるには、避けては通れない道ってわけだな。

To exceed my current level, going this path cannot be avoided. またそのうち連絡する。

I will contact you sooner or later.

Second Letter

主へ To Master さて、そろそろ連絡しておかないとな。手紙を送らないとあんたが怒りそうだ。

Well, better contact you soon. If you don't get letters in a while you would get angry. 修行のために過去の時代に送り出されるってのは、

To go to the past era for training, おそらくオレに限った話じゃないはずだ。

It is probably not the only thing I have to say.(do)

(or is probably not the only thing in this story.) そして、修行の目的ってのはきっと、剣術やらその他の技術を磨くことじゃねえ。

Moreover, the purpose of this training is surely not to better swordmanship and other skills alike. それだったらそっちでもできる。

That I can do normally 修行で鍛えるべきは、もっとオレたちにとって根本的なーー To train with practice(like normal) is more fundamental/useful to us-- ……なんだか、ここまで読んだあんたが失礼な事考えてる気がして���た。

…...Somehow, I have started to feel you think of me as a rude (like  dumb) person.(or that I have started to think of you as a rude person, more interesting if it was the last, probably is the former) オレが頭使ってちゃそんなにおかしいか？

Is is that funny when I use my head?

(yeah, is the former, but Izumi is showing his insecurities a little here.)

Third Letter

主へ To Master この前の続きだ。

This is the continuation of the previous letter. オレたちは、持ち主の思い、モノに寄せられる思いで形作られてる。

We are shaped,  by the through of our owners and the desire given to things. 修行の目的は、何が自分を形作る核なのかを自覚することなんだろう。 The purpose of this training is, to realize what is the nucleus that form our selves. (so we can find ourselves)

(...ok, Izumi is the philosopher of the bunch, got it. I am not such a deep person, you know. I wanted you to reflect something, but did not think trought that far at all, I would answer.My sword overstimates me. Also, apparently this is from the previous letter?...Was in the previous letter and the developers put it like this so I read it latter or was Izumi doing on purpose?.....I believe the latter)

(This is the latter from today) 今、オレの目の前で、　圡方が死んだ。

Now, before my eyes, my ancestor died.

(T-T....also, even though I am fairy sure he refers to Hijikata, the word is clearly “ancestor”. I think what he said that I could not interpret preperly before was that he has bot Hijikata and his forgers as his ancestor, because they are were involved in the process of making him........ALL THE TEARS T-TT-TT-T)

儚く、と書けば綺麗だが、どちらかと言うと呆気無く、だと感じた。

It is fleeting, and as beautiful as that phrase is when I write it, it felts unreal(bad/doubtfull/(like sunset)) to do so. きっと、この感想が、オレの核だ。

Without doubt, this impression is my nucleus 名刀であろうとも活躍できず、呆気なく主を失う時代。

Even if it is an swordman and cannot play an active part, if is still an era when you  lose your lord(as lords dissapears. Or dreams of having lords dissapear (with them)) 去り行く時代への感傷が、オレを今までのオレにしていたんだ。

The sentiments of the departed era were the ones that formed the old me.(were the ones that kept the old me form advancing too, but he is not giving that stop an negative feeling, but an part of “The sentiments of leaving an era” that he regards properly for having made him. だが、それを今なら超えられるはずだ。

However, I should be able to renew myself now. あんたに振るわれるオレは、今も最前線で戦う立派な名刀。そうだろう？

I‘m swayed by you, a wonderful sword fighting at the frontlines, don't you think?

(And he ends the letter with a question as the philosopher he is.)

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Regret (a warning fic of the during and aftermath)

Plot: angstiety Tw: suicide,suicide attempt, attempted overdose, alcohol consumption, suicide note, CPR, hospital mention, A/N: give me honest opinions please Tags: @the-prince-and-the-emo @analogically-prinxiety @softlogic @dan-yuna @princey-and-hottopic @princeyandanxiety @the-sanders-sides _________666_________

Ann stared blankly at the wall adjacent to him, as he had been for 5 days. He didn't sleep, eat, or move other than a few blinks. Ann's thoughts were tearing at him, too busy fighting them to do much else.

"You're worthless"

"Just kill yourself"

"No one needs you here"

"Jump out the window face first"

"You're a waste of oxygen"

"You're nothing"

"You're an illness"

"You're the bad guy, and that's all...you'll ever..be"

"You've lost"

"You'll never be loved"

"Nobody would care if you're gone"

"If anything they'd be happier"

Anxiety blinked hard, bringing him back to reality "nobody would care" He repeated, tears in his eyes but he didn't cry. He wasn't scared, he was determined as he walked to his attached bathroom. 3:00...3:00...3:00 the clock blinked the early hour, Anxiety quietly searched the cabinet before finding what he needed. Serepax, oxazepan, the anxiety medication the doctor had prescribed for his worst anxiety days. He peeled the back label to seek instructions.

'An overdose of oxazepan can be fatal, please seek medical help if you suspect you have overdosed, symptoms may include:  extreme drowsiness, confusion, weakness or tired feeling, muscle weakness, loss of balance or coordination, feeling light-headed, fainting, or coma' The label read and Anxiety popped the container open, lulling out 15 pills into his hand. 'Do not consume with alcohol' caught Anxiety's dazed eye before he waddled over to his dresser and dug in the sweater drawer pulling out a bottle of gin and filled his mouth with the harsh alcohol before dumping all the pills in his mouth at once and swallowed. Anxiety returned to his bed and sat quietly 3:15...3:15...3:16 the clock flashed next to his bed. "Blink." Anxiety spoke before each flash and then he noticed he was feeling light-headed. A small disoriented 'oo' dwelled in his mouth as he also felt weak and dropped casually on to his bed. Struggling to the pull the bed covers over himself.

3:20..3:21... Anxiety didn't know where the clock went, it had melted into the pitch black room like everything else. Anxiety felt sleepy, his eyelids to heavy to hold anymore as they fell. Limp body, limp mind, 6:30..beep..6:31 Patton opened Anxiety's door and smiled seeing Anxiety was finally sleeping, didn't think twice before closing the door. He got Roman to fencing practice, soon after and Logan left for work. 

2:46..2:47 Anx's eyes blinked open and he began to cry,  he was still alive and he hated it. 

"Good job, you failed"

"You can't even kill yourself right!"

"Those are meds designed to destroy Anxiety how are you still here?!"

"Such a waste of oxygen"

Anxiety let the tears and sobs go freely, his eyes let tears go until they were dry and his throat sobbed until it burned.

He had failed, he'd try again later.

_-_

A week later, Roman had a fencing competition out of town and Anxiety offered to watch the house. Roman didn't care, he never cared what Anxiety did..at least that's how Anxiety viewed. Logan, Roman, and Patton were all gone for the weekend. Anxiety took his Blink 182 cd and put it on on that Saturday night, the family would be home around noon Sunday morning. Anxiety held the rope in his hands, a montra of encouragement in his head, the evil gremlin voices replaced with that of his family. He whimpered as he tied the noose and then secured it on the closet rod. The note he had wrote placed on his dresser beneath his phone. Adam's song played through the house as Anxiety stood on a few shoe boxes in the closet and slipped the rough thread spiral around his sensitive neck.

'Final words?' A voice in Anxiety's head spoke and Anxiety whispered how much he loved his family. How this was for them, for all of them, to keep them happy and not broken. A chain is stronger without its weak link. He let his hands drop to his sides.

Just as the boxes slipped from beneath him,  Anxiety regretted this and regretted ever thinking of it. He clawed at the rope and shook in desperate need of release as the thick thread pulled tighter around his thinning throat. A sickly gasp and breathless, soundless scream for help coming from his blue lips as Anxiety's face turned red and then purple, then pale as it dropped to meet his chin to his chest, arms falling to his sides and legs dangled like Christmas streamers.

Gentle loving embraces from Patton. 

Verbal battles ending in tackle hugs from Roman.

Debates and discussion with Logan.

Sweet memories and some bad ones floated through Anxiety's mind as he viewed his past. Swallowing his final breath and all was black, all was gone, nothing lasts forever. Anxiety didn't want to feel nothing forever.

12:00...12:00...12:00

The first to run to see Anxiety that next sunny Sunday morning was Roman,  wanting to show his first place trophy to his favourite baby brother. "ANXI!" Roman smiled bouncing to Anxiety's room until he stepped inside. His voice cut short and his mouth ran dry. "A-Anx? Thi-this isn't funny!" Prince was scared. Anx was just dangling there, feet swaying gently as the rope was almost breaking Anxiety's neck in half. The entirety of his body was pale and his eyes were shut. Roman slowly approached the hanging frame and poked Anx, the body swung back but no other movement was made. A blood curdling scream emitted from Roman, calling the attention of Patton.

When the father figure reached the door of Anxiety's bedroom he too froze. "God no! Please no!" He sobbed and broke out of his trance, running to the closet to cut Anxiety down from thread leash. The rope shredding in Patton's shaky hands as he threw it behind him and listened to Anxiety's mouth for any breath... Nothing. 

Tears claimed his face and Anxiety's shirt as Patton desperately began CPR. "Anx please, it's not your time. Oh my God come back now please!" Patton spoke, low on his own oxygen as he pumped Anxiety's chest and tried to get his lungs going with warm breaths filling Anxiety's cold mouth. Roman had ran to get Logan to call the paramedics. Patton didn't stop, he wasn't going to just let his 'son' slip away so quick... so young. Patton screamed and sobbed for Anx to wake, to respond, to breathe... to live.

Roman cried in his room, it all was too much for the prince, his mind playing tricks on him. Voices saying if he had been there more, had been a better brother, been a better person. Anxiety would be alive, he'd still have a brother to be there for.

Anxiety's pale skin, blue lips, and red throat were embedded in the Imaginative traits mind, panning views of Anxiety dangling in his closet door way. The bang of a trophy hitting the ground, the bang of his heart was some how louder. Roman pulled at his hair and screamed loud with eyes clenched shut as he realized all the warning signs Anxiety had given them of this... they could've stopped this.

Logan felt his chest tight, a heart beat was not how to deceive this rapid tempo in his chest. A bass drum of a sped up rock band, ears ringing louder than ever before. Patton's sobs and Roman's screams filled the house as Logan tried to stay calm on the phone. He knew something had been wrong but ignored it. Now their beautiful Anxiety was gone and that thought killed Logan worse than he had ever before.

Paramedics rushed in, white coats and blue masks. They checked Anxiety and pulled Patton away from the unresponsive body. Hoisting their little emo on to a stretcher and taking him away on that wheeled bed of seemingful hopeless death. Sirens in a white vehicle sped off to a far away building that released the desperate sense of out of reach help and pointless breaths stolen by demon thoughts.

Patton dropped to his knees in sobs and broken cries. Deep, shaky, staggered breaths filled the air more than the stench of death. Sobs and whimpers emitted from a darkened once lively room of the imaginary optimism that protected a hyper boy, but today these bright walls were darkened and suffocating like that dreaded rope. 'Leave me alone!' 'No one cares!' 'You're so needy!' Things once said from the royals mouth towards the fallen trait came to Roman's mind resulting in another cry of helplessness and self blame. How could he? Treating such a young soul like that? Logan lain on the couch, a Dizzy vision and headache kept him from leaving the cushions of defeat. His heart felt pressurized and painful as his ears rang louder than before, glasses fogged in his fearful cold sweat. Unable to drive, he awaited the call. Whether Of Anxiety's untimely demise or relieving survival.

One hours time lead all the boys into Anxiety's room cuddled into Anxiety's bed wuth tears on their face as they found the letter and opened it in fear of the words the boy might have wrote. Broken souls could write many things. Nothing could have prepared them for what they read though.  

"Dear family,

_____I'm sorry, I know that you tried. Those times when we were young and you were all so excited when we'd find eachother at night. Cuddle in the dark watching Disney movies with the protections of each other's necks at scary parts. 

____But there's no neck to hide in from the scary parts of life, face them head on and get knocked down. You're supposed to get up and fight your battles to win your wars and hold on to your life like a child does to their hand when their finger is sore. Tears unfolding down your face. Suck it up, was so popular as we grew up. I never liked growing up with those realizations.

____No escape from what's wrong for years on end and sometimes it just felt like nothing ever ended. There's always something wrong and nothing is ever okay and nothing is ever easy. They told me when I grew up I'd amount to something but I never did, I was only ever pain and only ever darkness. I'm the bad guy and that's all I've ever been.

____Everything is too hard these days. It hurts, it hurts a lot. I tried and it's not your fault,  it's never been your faults. I'm doing this for me because I'm selfish and stubborn,  that's what suicide is. Selfish and stubborn.

____Adding up to your expectation was too much I'm sorry. I wanted to be okay and be happy and be who you wanted me to be but I never could and I never would and I never did. Maybe when I'm gone, maybe things will be better.

____I'm sorry, I'm so sorry but it's too hard and it hurts so much. These thoughts are too loud and these words are too little. You're the best family you could have been, but I'm not worthy of it and I'm not worthy of life. Read the first two words of each paragraph and then the final sentence of this note.

_____I l♡ve you, goodbye. "

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L | first day of school

First day of school. Brushed teeth? Check. Presentable attire? Check. Signature I-just-got-out-of-bed-but-I-still-look-goddamned-sexy hairstyle? Check. Extra strong breath mints, sister-approved-spray-deodorant-that-doesn't-make-girls-gag-when-too-much-is-applied, extra shirt, and of course my stationery are all organized inside my backpack. With a slight case of OCD I'm kind of a freak about cleaning sometimes. "Good luck," Nora called out as I passed by her on my way downstairs. Similar every other Monday morning in my life (as far back as I could remember) my step sister was the first to be done with her breakfast. My father sat at his side of the kitchen table, newspaper laid open in front, half underneath mother's aqua breakfast plate set, that contained his breakfast of the day. Mother, clad in her pink apron, had just pulled out her tray of Monday muffins from the oven. Little Nemo quietly munched on his cereal of choice, watching the PowerPuff Girls on TV as they saved​ the day once again. ... I expected this school to be quite normal, It was a relatively chilled day until I had been knocked over by a hippopotamus. It all happened so fast that I went from trying to read what the super tiny letters spelt out on the door in front of me to have my vision covered with something purple. “OMG. I am Jo. Gwenchanayo?” My mind went blank. I was stupidly sitting on the dirty floor staring at the object that just hit me. The owner of the purple — actually violet — hair. { describe face in a weird way. Try to keep it a mystery weather it's a girl or a boy } “Wait let me pee first.” She just disappeared. *sigh* it was too soon to say that i will be one of those kids with a normal high school life. Too son bruh. Too soon. I knew something wasn't right. Sophomore and freshmen year were too simple. ... Chemistry was my last (and first) class before lunch. Let's just say that the Weirdo had caused me to skip my first two classes because as soon as I stood up i felt a sharp pain in/on/at/preposition my left foot. I had to _describe lengra walking_ my way to the nurse's office. Turns out I had sprained my ankle. Since I was the new kid, no one really knew me so it bunking was easy. But nurse Kelly, what she had introduced herself as, wouldn't let me skip three periods in a row. "In a round bottom flask," The way he said bottom make me crack up. Mr. _name_ was bald and his eyes _describe a minion_ without the highly pigmented yellow skin tone. _describe how he also sounds like a mininon_ Fortunately but strangely my random-ass giggle went by unnoticed. Then I realized why. Everyone had their eyes on that one kid at the second row. Even the front row kids had turned their heads 180 degrees to listen to him right after he shouted, "I have a solution!" His thick accent sounded familiar. And that super dark brown hair and the awkwardly tanned skin. Not curly, not wavy either. It reminded me of . . . No way. “What if we collected all the gas and just stored them deep underwater? It'll prevent global warming!” The class erupted with a bunch of snorts and "what the F's". I quickly glanced at the textbook laid open in front of me. Huh, I had already done this chapter last year. This school is pretty slow. “I'm sorry, wuth?" I think he said "what". “With giant, uh, buckets? No pipes. Like the upwards gas collecting method?” Some people never change. ... Since I hadn't taken anything out other than my notebook, it took me approximately ten seconds to pack up and sprint towards the kid as he exited the classroom. Boy, he was fast. "Hey, O'Rush!" He froze. Hah! It worked. He creepily and slowly looked around trying to locate the direction from where his old nickname hit his ears. Then his eyes stopped on me. I knew, I haven't changed much since middle school. Just maybe got taller and hotter? Hihi. He stood there, fifteen feet away from me, scanning my face and body. I have no idea how he could see me clearly from that far away _fix possible grammatical errors_. Then he shouted back. "Levi?" I spread my arms open and smiled. Call me gay, but this guy was my best friend since elementary and I hadn't seen him in two whole years. "It is you!" He came running – more like, Osman-style-fast walking – towards me. Then he stopped. "I'm not hugging you. I am a manly man now." ㅜㅡSome people never change. "Oh, just come here you hagu!" I embraced him as manly-ish-ly as possible. "You can't call me hagu anymore you know. I've grown up!" _change the speech_ Hagu apparently means shit in Bengali, which was Osman's native language. He taught us that back in 6th grade when we had the whole code-names-are-lyf phase going on. He was the only kid from SA so no one really knew what we were talking about. That makes me miss our squad. (End of ch.1)