#alright that’s enough rambling about this

[heartfullofleeches]

I'd say bodyguard reader (but that's because I'm fond of their tits.)

I do think Bodyguard Reader would work the best in this scenario- Moreso Bouncer Reader, but same thing different coat of paint. Dealing with drunk, horny humans is one thing, but now they've got a slime creature from another planet and an incubus prince on their tail after bumping into the pair during one of their shifts at the club. Gigi and C.C giggling like fan girls as Reader quite literally drags a patron outside after a fight. Did they get hurt in the scuffle? Either of them would be more than happy to lick- I mean clean up their cuts and bruises. That human who was lucky enough to land a hit disappears shortly after, but who cares about them?

They could ramble for hours about their favorite human's chest. Every other part of them is a work of art as well, but those tits are mesmerizing to lustful demons and angels alike. Gigi and C.C know they're down bad when they not only want to suck on Reader's tits, but they'd also like to lay their head on them and tell Reader all of their troubles. Reader is different from other humans they've met. To C.C, most humans are a good laugh. For Gigi, a descent meal if he's lucky. They want Bodyguard Reader for more than pleasure, but at least C.C is afraid to admit that.

-

C.C: Did you see that tank top they wore today? Talk about a tease!

Gigi: [dreamy sighs] Yeah... What I wouldn't do to have them give me a hug after a hard day....

C.C: Don't start with the sappy shit tonight. If I think about them kissing me goodnight one more time I'm actually going to cry and it'll fuck up my makeup.

-

C.C: You do it.

Gigi: I can't! You have to, C. Pretty please?

C.C: Alright, Alright. [Faces Bodyguard Reader] Hey there~ Me and my friend here were just wondering..... What's your bra size?

Bodyguard Reader: You ask me that every night and my answer is you couldn't pay me to tell you.

C.C, pulling up the banking app on his phone: Name your price. I dare you.

Gigi: Triple dare!

[swarvey]

paper rings | harvey x f!reader

summary -> you decide to have some fun at the luau; harvey learns what it means to be truly humbled. warnings -> none! wc -> 2740

a/n: whaaattt i am totally not sneeking in leah x haley as much as i possibly can. absolutely not. anyways, another fun chapter to write!! this man is a prime example of dumbstruck with love. someone help him.

ch. 1 | ch. 2 | ch. 3 | ch. 4 | ch. 5 | ch. 6 | ch. 7

chapter six: gorgeous -> "you've ruined my life, by not being mine."

Harvey couldn’t decide whether he wanted to cry or rip his hair out as Shane and Elliott berated him in each ear, both taking a different approach to dismantling his pride.

“You mustn’t let the Flower Dance dwindle your fiery love, Doctor!” Elliott insisted, twisting his head to try and meet Harvey’s downcasted eyes. “True love entails hardships and obstacles!”

“Sure, but I bet he didn’t expect his obstacle to be a damn kid,” Shane added distastefully. “That guy is a living example of ‘peaked in high school.’” 

“It’s true, I didn’t expect such a choice from our dear farmer, but it was her choice nonetheless. We must work with the present.”

“How? You think buying him a gridball uniform will help?”

“Shane, please, be realistic. I was going to suggest we find out when and where their next excursion will occur, so the doctor can reveal himself and profess his love—”

“What the— are you hearing yourself? What the hell are you on? Newsflash, we’re not living in a bad rom-com, pal.

“Alright, both of you, enough!” Harvey intervened, face beet red. “Listen, I have been thinking about this enough on my own, I assure you, so can we please try and enjoy the Luau?”

Shane cocked a brow, huffing. “Really? You think you can enjoy it with this shit going on in front of you?” He nodded towards where you were standing. 

Harvey glanced over, unsurprised to see Alex by your side. Emily smiled and nodded in front of you, her sister on her phone and chewing a piece of gum. At that point in time, the scene in front of him had become a common one. 

Except, one detail threw him off.

A familiar laugh sounded through the air, though it wasn’t yours.

A small smile lingered on Maru’s face as she continued to listen to whatever story you were telling, her eyes intently on you.

“Ah, yes,” Elliott sighed. “Leah informed me Maru took a liking to the farmer at the Flower Dance. Her efforts to befriend her haven’t ceased since then. I can’t say I’m not pleasantly surprised, Maru has always been a bit of a shy girl.”

“R-Right.” The writer looked over at his friend at the sound of his shaky tone, biting his lip when he saw Harvey’s face had paled. 

This was just about the last scenario he’d wanted to happen — after the Flower Dance, he had realized how his initial description of his “mystery girl” could fit Maru, despite him trying to pinpoint your characteristics. In the midst of it all, it seemed you ignored the fact you fit the picture perfectly, hearing only that he was interested in a nurse. Harvey cursed his past self, the full repercussions of his actions hitting him. 

Yet another mess he didn’t know how to clean up.

Shane let out a heavy sigh, rubbing his forehead. “You really know how to get yourself into shit, don’t you, doc?”

“I suppose so,” he replied, voice void of energy. 

“Alright, enough with this moping.” Shane paused. “As much of an idiot as you are, you’re still my friend, and I owe you a few, so I’ll —  I can’t believe I’m doing this shit — I’ll ask Emily about it, alright? They’ve been hanging out a ton, so she’s gotta know something.”

Harvey looked at him with softened eyes. “Shane, I—”

“You better not tell a damn soul about this.” 

With that, Shane walked away, Elliott trailing behind him rambling something along the lines of, “I had no idea you could feel such things!”

Just as he began to relax, Harvey felt a finger tap his shoulder, jumping at the touch.

You laughed, stirred even more by his exasperated look. “C’mon, Harvs, loosen up! I feel like you’ve been so uptight recently.”

Oh, you have no idea. “Sorry,” he said, ignoring his thoughts. “You caught me off guard, is all.” He gave an awkward laugh, adjusting his glasses.

“You’re a bit . . . off, today,” you noticed, tilting your head at him. “Is something wrong?”

“No, not at all! How, um, how are you enjoying the Luau? Did you add something to the pot?” 

Despite his rushed voice, you — thankfully — decided to indulge him. “It’s been great! Especially since the weather has been so warm. Haley and Emily have basically been dragging me and Alex to the beach all week. Anyway, you’ll have to wait and see what I added to this year’s pot, it’s a surprise!”

Me and Alex. Harvey had to clench his jaw to prevent a scowl from forming on his face. He realized then just how foul the sound of another man’s name seemed coming from your tongue.

“What’s Maru like at work, by the way? She seems really sweet.”

“Maru, yes!” he answered, blinking as he came up with a careful response. “I enjoy working with her, she’s very passionate about what we do. She was actually one of the first people I truly talked to when I moved back here, since she wanted to be a nurse.”

You hummed. “I see.” Harvey noticed how your eyes narrowed for a split second, as if you were trying to decipher the meaning behind his words, before smiling. “That’s what I assumed.”

Harvey thought for a moment, knowing he had something he wanted to ask you, before brightening. “You remember the Dance of the Moonlight Jellies, don’t you?”

After a brief moment, you nodded excitedly, grinning. “How could I forget? We used to go every summer.”

Yes, of course. Harvey would never forget the evenings he spent with you on the beach, watching the water in anticipation as everyone waited for the jellies to arrive. He remembered you practically bouncing with excitement beside him, while he’d simply been satisfied seeing you happy.

Harvey smiled at the memory, a wave of nostalgia hitting him. “Well, it seems we’ll get to relive a memory this summer.”

“No way. They still come here?”

“Every year, just as before.”

“That’s great! Maybe you won’t be as scared as you used to be.”

“Hey, can you honestly blame me?! That is not a usual sight!”

As you laughed at him, Lewis announced the Governor would begin tasting the soup, and Harvey wondered why a mischievous look filled your eyes. Surely you wouldn’t put something unusual in the pot your first year in Pelican Town, would you? He expected you to save one of your best crops of the season for the occasion.

Instead, he watched Marnie nearly faint at the sight of the Governor pulling out a pair of purple shorts from his bowl. Lewis looked like he’d just seen a ghost.

“Are those . . . my shorts?! ”

-

After your little stunt at the last event, you were honestly surprised you were still invited to see the Dance of the Moonlight Jellies. Oddly enough, everyone seemed to move on from it relatively quickly, including Lewis himself.

Deciding not to think about it too much, you quickly filled up your pet’s water bowl and double-checked all the farm animals’ enclosures before walking up to your horse. She looked down at you with gentle eyes as you put on her harness, closing her eyes as you pet her head.

“Ready, girl?” You urged her forward, wind biting your cheeks as you swiftly made your way towards the beach. The gleaming light of the sunset made the ocean shine as you approached it, and you couldn’t help but let out an easy breath as your horse slowed. Throughout the previous couple of seasons, Pelican Town had grown to feel more like home to you than the city ever did. Sure, it was small, and farmwork was tedious, but you’d rather spend the rest of your life in the freeing countryside than in the claustrophobic city.

As you hopped off your horse, giving her a quick pet as thanks, you were quickly approached by the sisters and Leah. You smiled, waving at them. 

“Your outfit’s cute,” Haley complimented immediately, a drop of surprise in her voice. Leah nodded in agreement.

Emily lightly grabbed your shoulders, looking you up and down before giving you a wide smile. “Yes, you’re especially beautiful tonight, Y/N. Your energy is stronger than ever.” You laughed lightly after she winked at you, to which her sister swatted her away.

“Ugh, don’t say that stuff, Em! Just be normal and call her hot.” 

Leah laughed. “She’s right, you’re radiant tonight,” she sighed dreamily. “You all will have to give me some tips on how to dress sometime.”

Haley whipped her head around, crossing her arms. “Why? Your style’s already perfect.” Leah blinked, speechless at her statement as she began to blush. After a moment, the blonde quickly turned away, checking something on her phone. 

“She’s never said that to anyone before,” Emily whispered in your ear, and you believed it. You were constantly surprised at her approval of your style, especially after seeing how she criticized pretty much everyone else in town — particularly Alex.

As if he could sense your thoughts, the jock himself appeared next to you, a gridball tucked under one of his arms as he heavily dropped the other around your shoulders. 

“How’s it goin’, farmer?”

You shoved him off, unable to contain your smile as he grinned playfully at you. Although the two of you had a bit of an awkward start due to Haley’s bluntness, you quickly learned Alex was much more understanding after opening up to you. After hanging out a couple of times, he ended up telling you about his background and how he didn’t have the best relationship with his father, which could explain why it was a bit harder for him to let down his guard. Hearing him talk had made you feel comfortable enough to bring up some of your own troubles, pleasantly surprised at how well he’d listened and expressed his sympathy to you. 

Now, the two of you were open friends, seeing each other every other day and helping each other out whenever you could. This explained why he eagerly held out the gridball to all of you, sweat glistening on his skin. From the looks of it, he’d abandoned his shirt a while ago, his muscular body showing in all its glory.

“You wanna toss around a gridball with me and Sam?” he asked, his excitement reminding you of Dusty whenever you approached him with a treat.

“I think I’ll pass this time,” you replied, watching as he turned hopefully to the other girls. 

Upon seeing Haley’s deadpan stare, he shrugged. “Suit yourselves.” With that, he ran to the other end of the beach, calling out to his friend as he reared to throw the ball.

“You two are actually pretty cute together, you know,” Leah commented. Emily looked at you with wondering eyes, while Haley scoffed. You had a feeling she already knew your answer.

“Yeah, well, he’s not really my type.”

Just as your blonde friend began to make a remark, Harvey walked onto the beach, and her mouth snapped shut. 

Maru was next to him. Not that it mattered, but she was. Is she blushing, or is it the heat getting to her? You frowned at your thought. Why did that even matter?

As they made their way further in, Maru spotted you quickly, waving enthusiastically. You raised your hand in a greeting, smiling at her.

“I seriously have no idea how you’re so nice to her,” Haley muttered, trying to keep her voice down. “She obviously likes him back.”

You shrugged. “Regardless of whatever the hell is happening between all of us, she’s still a nice girl.” Let’s ignore the fact I’m constantly trying not to compare myself to her.

When Maru went to join her family, you made your way over to him, which was apparently the other girls’ signal to scatter. You silently reminded yourself to tell them to be more subtle as he turned to you, giving you the same shy smile you’d seen for years.

“Y/N! It’s good to see you,” he greeted. You could smell the cologne he was wearing from a few feet away. 

“Hey, Harvey!” Ever since the Summer had started, Harvey had abandoned his coat, opting to simply wear his white button-up with his sleeves rolled up. You swore he must have started working out after college — he was no longer the scrawny med student you’d known in college. 

After realizing you had been staring at his broad shoulders and thick arms for a bit too long, you quickly cleared your throat, bringing your attention back to his patient gaze.

“So, how was your day?” you asked, hoping you sounded normal.

“Same old,” he sighed. “Maru and I had to stay at the clinic for a bit to finish up some work, though. We just got finished.”

“Really? What kind of work?”

He shrugged. “Nothing too important.”

Nothing too important? Really? You watched enough movies to have an idea of what that could mean. As the two of you fell into a comfortable silence, you snuck glances at Harvey, trying to read his facial expression.

Something was off, but you couldn’t figure out what.

-

Something was off. Harvey could feel it.

He couldn’t tell if it was because of your mannerisms — which were a bit out of character, he noted, as you kept giving him looks he wasn’t used to — or what Shane had gathered from Emily at the Luau. Being back on the beach brought Harvey back to his friend’s words.

“She wouldn’t budge,” he’d said, visibly frustrated. “She just said you should ‘tread carefully around her’ and to ‘pay attention to what you might not typically notice.’ Some shit like that. Sorry, bud.”

Although he hadn’t exactly gotten the answer he’d been looking for, Harvey was still grateful for Shane’s efforts, trying his best to read more into your body language than usual. Through his quick looks at you while you gazed at the water, all he was able to gather was that you, as per usual, looked completely and utterly breathtaking. The moon had completely replaced the sun at that point, its pale light exaggerating the features on your face he’d memorized over the years. 

He swallowed, eyes glued to the horizon as he prayed his dusted-pink cheeks wouldn’t give him away.

Just as he opened his mouth to break the silence, you turned your head, gasping.

“They’re here!” Sure enough, the jellies slowly floated into view, shimmering in the ocean’s waves.

As Harvey turned to get a better view of them, his hand grazed yours, and you flinched slightly. 

Am I seeing things?

While your eyes were wide and awestruck at the sight of the jellyfish passing by, he took the moment as a chance to admire your expression. The moment was quickly over, though, when the sisters and Alex joined you. Thankfully, the gridball player had thrown on his t-shirt for the event.

“Whoa, isn’t it cool, Y/N?” he voiced, eyes round with amazement, and you laughed. God, he usually loved the sound, but he couldn’t stand to hear it then.

Harvey grit his teeth at the sight of him on the other side of you, part of him wanting to grab your hand and pull you to his chest. How was it fair that Alex got to dance with you, to make you laugh, to go to the beach with you, while he had to watch from afar? 

His heart ached at the thought of you not being his. He honestly wouldn’t have been surprised if it stopped beating altogether. 

You turned to him then, and he jumped slightly as you met his eyes. 

“Still scared, Harvs?” you asked quietly, the teasing glint in your gaze reminding him of when you were young.

“Terrified,” he joked, tension leaving his body at the sight of your grin.

“Well, you’re in luck — I’m back in town, so I can protect you again!” He could hardly believe it. Despite decades passing, you still said the phrase with the same tone. It was as if he could hear your younger self’s voice echoing in the back of his head.

He couldn’t help but laugh, feeling his hand brushing against yours once again as the jellyfish disappeared. He swore it took all his willpower not to intertwine your fingers together.

Harvey wondered how you could be so, so close to his grasp, and yet so far away.

[urlocalcatastrophe]

"Pearls of the Southern-East"

Hoshina Soshiro x Filo!Reader

Chapter II : It Was Upside-down.

WC: 2.1k+

did i mention the slow updates lmao

sorry you guys, i don't exactly force myself to write ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

again, thanks for all the support!

` • ° ~ contains : tagalog used in spoken sentences (includes translation), cussing in 2 languages (censored), mentions of being on a plane, mentions of Hoshina Soshiro, mentions of Okonogi Konomi, nothing much really

Objectively speaking, a relationship with a defense force officer would greatly benefit your mission. But it did go against your morals to date someone for benefits instead of pure attraction, so that one statement you made earlier was partially meaningful—though you realized it quite late.

"Hey, you guys shouldn't fool around, alright? Prepare to face my wrath if any one of you plan to come home wearing a ring."

"Huy, umayos kayo ha. Humanda sa'kin ang may balak umuwi sa pinas na may suot-suot na singsing."

Those words echoed in your mind, words that came from your own mouth. A joke meant to lighten up an uptight crowd, but the longer your gaze remained on the screen before you, the more the statement repeated itself in your head like a mantra. Leonora's rambling was tuned out into nothing but background noise as your thoughts grew restless and turned to turmoil. You refused to shamelessly go against your own words, besides, this was but a simple crush manifested solely from looks. You'd will it away somehow.

Currently, you and your group are aboard a plane en route to Tokyo Haneda Airport. As promised, Leonora did sit next to you on the plane and show you videos of all, if not most, of your superiors in action. New and old, official and fan-uploaded. And though you refused to admit it out loud, your soon-to-be vice captain truly did catch your attention. 

"...llo? Hello? Is anyone in there?"

"...llo? Hello? May tao ba jan?"

Leonora mused as she flicked your forehead harshly. You hissed in pain.

"What was that for???"

"Ano ba???"

You regarded her, annoyed, rubbing the now sore spot between your eyebrows.

"I've been calling you since earlier. But shit, what  is this, 'See your face and everything just stops'? Well, I can't blame you. Your vice capt. is actually so handsome!"

"Kanina pa kaya kita tinatawag. Pero shet ano toh, 'See your face and everything just stops'? Well, di naman kita masisisi. Pogi talaga ng vice capt. niyo!"

She retorted, pausing the video to zoom in on the man's face with a dreamy sigh. You rolled your eyes but said nothing more as you turned your attention back to the screen of her portable laptop.

Hoshina Soshiro. His name was displayed in kanji on the search bar of the japanese video-sharing website your infatuated companion had found, 'for the sake of research', she had said. Speaking of, said girl had unpaused the video and let out an impressed whistle upon seeing the small glimpse of the man's offensive moves. He moved with purpose and insanely quick, you could barely make out his blurry figure as he took out a large group of yoju in less than a minute.

The teenager who had captured the video was heard muttering praises for the officer, his camera peeking through a small gap between the curtains sheltering him from the view of the creatures. It appears the attack was mild enough that the citizens in the surrounding area weren't asked to evacuate and were able to see their heroes in action. The kid must've been ecstatic about his uploaded video going viral amongst his citizens.

This went on for about half the flight, you and Leonora clicking on several videos featuring your superiors—you even got to try out the translation device you were given on a couple of their news interviews. The way it worked was, if you pressed the button on the necklace once and someone started speaking Japanese within hearing range, it would automatically translate their words to you via an earpiece. Likewise, upon pressing the button twice, it would translate your English and Tagalog out loud via a small yet audible speaker. Thrice, and it would turn off.

"'Tangina ang galing!"

Leonora whispered in astonishment, failing to realize she pressed the device's button a second time. The robotic voice of a woman spoke out loud in a foreign tounge,

"Motherfu-!"

She fumbled to cover the device's speaker with her finger as your co-researchers turned to look at the two of you, before snickering to themselves. You dragged a hand down your face in exasperation, huffing out a few laughs of your own.

"Hey, that might lose it's battery before we even arrive in Japan."

"Hoy, baka malowbat yan bago pa tayo makadating sa Japan."

Conrado scolded from in front of you both, to which Jaco—who was seated beside the guy— then added,

"That's actually really loud, would my girlfriend hear if I asked it to translate 'I miss you'?"

"Anlakas pala nan, maririnig kaya ng jowa ko pag pina-translate ko yung 'Miss na kita'?"

"Bro, that's enough from you."

"Tol, amaccana."

The playful behaviour elicited a laugh from you, Leonora, and the others that heard. The duo who had been interacting with each other since pretty early on had turned out to be an assigned pair. They high-fived when they found out. The man who led the meeting was not amused. 

The rest of your time in the air was spent conversing with your seatmate about potential work schedules, how you would stay calm during an emergency kaiju situation, and such. That, or you would chew on gum you had bought to get your ears unclogged. Either way, it did help pass the time, and soon enough you had started descending towards your designated airport. 

And as you all were given the go sign to start unboarding, most of the cabin crew had wished you all good luck, being one of the earlier few informed of the crucial mission. 

"Please take care!"

"Ingat po!"

"Please come back home immediately!"

"Uwi po kayo agad!"

"This is your captain speaking. Good luck, my fellow citizens. Do strengthen your resolves. We will be looking forward to all of you returning."

"This is your captain speaking. Good luck, aking mga kababayan. Tibayin niyo ang mga loob niyo. Aabangan namin ang pagbalik ninyo."

It never really occured to you that walking out of the plane could make your feet feel so heavy. The unwavering smiles of the crew as they saluted you on your way out, the sound of metal clanking as you stepped down the moveable stairs set in front of the plane doors, the foreign staff that greeted you warmly in broken english. It was really only now sinking in that you would live here for a while. Not forever, but a while. Homesickness has already struck you, and you haven't even stepped down upon Japanese soil. Your feet seemed stuck on the last step of the stairs. 

For a split second, you thought of turning around and shamelessly forfeiting your role in this mission. Your family may not have believed the words of the government, but you would be damned if what greeted them upon your return was a cold, steel coffin. You jolted when you felt someone place a hand on your back,

"Hey, come on. The van's waiting for us."

"Huy, tara na. Iniintay tayo nung van."

You pretended not to notice Leonora's glossy eyes as she turned to you with a smile and led the both of you to the van. 

That sinking feeling in your chest only grew as the view of the plane with the familiar (and readable) airline name faded from your view the farther your vehicle drove. But you took a deep breath and reminded yourself of the pilot's words.

"Do strengthen your resolves."

"Tibayin niyo ang mga loob niyo."

~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Once you had all claimed your belongings, the airport staff had told you to wait in the terminal for a few moments. The rest had taken the time to get used to using their respective translation devices. Meanwhile, you, Leonora, and a couple of others had looked around the surprisingly quiet and mostly empty place with awe and excitement. There were a couple of stores lined up on every wall, the unfamiliar language used in their logos making you feel a bit out of place. A floral scent embellished the area, which helped calm you down, and the overall place felt warm and welcoming. Hushed whispers were shared between your peers as everyone got themselves used to the vibe of their temporary home.

"Yo, come with me let's go ask around for where to find some tanghulu." 

"Yo, samahan mo nga 'ko magtatanong-tanong tayo kung san may tanghulu." 

"Moron, we'll do that later, we're literally about to face the people in the defense force."

"Gago mamaya na, magkikita na tayo nung mga nasa defense force."

"Why do I feel like I'm gonna pee myself from nervousness."

"Ba't parang feel ko maiihi ako sa kaba."

"You brute. Go and knock on some wood. If that comes true, you're on your own."

"Hayop ka. Kumatok ka nga sa kahoy. 'Pag yan nagkatotoo, bahala ka jan."

Just then, all the talking ceased as a uniformed officer called for your attention. It seems the moment had finally come for all of you to officially meet your workmates and superiors. Heaving a deep breath (and readying the translation devices), you and the rest of your group gathered your belongings and began to walk out of the terminal. The reality of your mission was finally settling in, and the weight of the responsibility ahead was palpable.

As you stepped outside, you were greeted by a meticulously organized reception. High-ranking officers from various divisions of the Japanese Defense Force stood in a horizontal line, their posture rigid and formal. They saluted in unison, a gesture of respect and solidarity. On either end of the line, soldiers proudly waved the flags of Japan and the Philippines, symbolizing the international cooperation and shared commitment to combating the kaiju threat.

The scene was framed by a barricade, ensuring your security while also managing the crowd that had gathered. Cameras flashed as journalists documented the significant event, and the soft hum of conversation from the onlookers provided a backdrop to your arrival. The natives spoke in soft tones, their curiosity and empathy evident as they discussed your group’s arrival.

It truly was quite chaotic. Enough so that it had you feeling a bit more queasy and fatigued than you already were from the short flight. You felt yourself feeling overwhelmed from the mixture of physical, emotional, and visual sensations—all of which had ensued within a short period of time. Taking an unnoticeable step back, you gave yourself a moment to calm down, discreetly putting a breathing exercise you knew of to good use. Drowning out the noise of the crowd and the flashing lights, and making sure to focus only on what mattered the most in the moment.

Finally steadying yourself and looking ahead, you noticed an unfamiliar senior officer had started walking to the front.

"Researchers, welcome to Japan. We applaud you all for your bravery and compliance."

It was weird hearing the man's voice overlap with your translator's robotic one, but it would probably be something you'd grow used to over time. A few steps behind him, another officer, who appeared to be a liaison for international relations, nodded respectfully and added, 

“We are honored by your trust in us and look forward to working together to address the kaiju threat.”

As your group stood there, absorbing the gravity of the moment, you couldn’t help but feel a mix of pride and trepidation. The sight of the flags and the disciplined stance of the officers were reminders of the mutual respect between the two nations. You bowed, moving only your upper body, and the others followed suit.

"Each division has arranged transportation to each of your respective headquarters. If you're unsure which division is yours, just walk up to the person holding up the sign with your name on it."

The nan finished speaking, bowed back, and walked towards his co-workers and out through the exit doors—presumably to ensure the smooth process of your transport. Your eyes roamed each officer holding up a sign. Yet surely enough, it didn't take too long to find the man you were looking for. And once it happened, everything you had convinced yourself to dislike about this man, to push aside your growing attraction for him, was not enough to prepare you for how different he would look in real life compared to his circulating online videos. Not even the horrendous bowlcut you realized he had—because it somehow fit him.

Breathing—you reminded yourself how to do so. Ignoring how the reason for your racing heart seemed to change into something else, you began to move towards him. And as he met your eyes, you could almost swear his own widened a little. Hoshina Soshiro was maintaining eye contact with you and you could somehow do nothing but look away in the face of his steady crimson-eyed gaze. Your eyes landed on the sign in his hands and your walking slowed down significantly as your mind struggled for a moment to process its contents. 

From your peripherals, you saw someone from beside him move to look at the sign, then move back, then do a double take. Then you heard them sigh and watched as they took the sign, and harshly placed it back into the purple-haired individual's hands once they made sure it was the right side up. Said man looked down at the sign, his mouth formed into a slightly ajar frown as his small fangs peeked from either side of his lips.

"Oh. Thank you, Okonogi."

And thus marked your initial meeting with the third division's Vice Captain.

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[chaoticree]

Drarry, but in a zombie apocalypse

If someone had told Harry that after fighting off voldermort, the darkest wizard of all time, he'd have to fight off zombies too, Harry would've gladly let voldermort finish him.

"Merlin Potter! Are you trying to get us all killed?" Draco yelled, shoving Harry into a small shop in diagon alley.

And as if fighting off zombies wasn't enough, the universe decided to test him by dumping Draco fucking Malfoy on him.

Well to be fair, he should be thankful because all Draco's done till now is save Harry's ass from getting bitten but is it worth listening to the pointy git constantly ramble on about how careless and stupid the savior of the Wizarding world is.

"I didn't ask you to save me! Bugger off, won't you?" Harry exclaimed shoving away from Malfoy, as much as he could given the limited space they had because looking at Malfoy's pale face and wide eyes was making Harry's head all fuzzy and he wondered just what about Malfoy had him running headfirst into anything and everything.

"Well, Potter, if I let you die, they're gonna pin it on me!" Malfoy yelled back, his lips turned downwards in a scowl, but the look of terror and the hint of worry in his eyes told a completely different story.

"Who Malfoy? Who's gonna blame you?" Harry roared getting all into Malfoy's face but in the hindsight that wasn't a good idea because who could've thought there would be so many light freckles adorning Malfoy's nose like constellations in the night sky.

"Well, your fans, obviously." He said, flipping his hand in a so-so motion like Harry was stupid for even asking something like that.

Harry opened his mouth to yell something back, but then suddenly a soft, cold hand was clamping down on Harry's mouth, silencing any words that Harry thought of throwing out.

Draco put a finger on his lip, motioning Harry to shut up and listen. He was about to say there was nothing to listen to except heavy rain outside and the occasional scream for help but then he heard it.

The sound of nails dragging on the door, right outside the shop they were stuck in.

'How many?' Harry asked wordlessly.

'Three I think' Draco motioned back.

Great, Harry thought. He was now stuck in a tiny room with Draco fucking Malfoy.

Harry glared at Malfoy, and Malfoy shrugged it off. He was right to do so. Harry knew it wasn't Malfoy's fault that any of this was happening. He'd had the brilliant idea to follow Malfoy, losing sight of Hermione and Ron, and now they were stuck here with zombies lurking right outside their door, waiting to feast on them.

"Potter," Malfoy whispered quietly, making Harry look up.

"They'll be alright," he said, fidgeting with his sleeve and looking anywhere but at Harry.

It took a moment for Harry to understand what Mafloy was talking about. Harry might be upset with the whole zombie situation, but more so, he was worried about Ron and Hermione. He had been trying to find them as quickly as possible, and in his haste, he'd given up all qualms about his own safety. He'd made it his mission to get to Ron and Hermione and all the while he focused on that, Draco protected his back and looked out for him.

Draco Malfoy, had worried for and kept Harry alive.

And now, the same Draco Malfoy was trying to calm Harry down.

"Stop it, your staring is making me uncomfortable," Malfoy muttered in a low voice, and Harry felt something tug at his heart.

Even under the dim light and hair coated with mud, Malfoy looked every bit ethereal as he did before. There was a smudge of dried blood on his right cheek, and for some reason, Harry wanted to wipe it off with his fingers. He ignored it and focused on Malfoy's torn shoe. He waved his hand over it, letting the magic mend the broken shoe and watched Malfoy's eyes widen at the wordless display of magic.

"Thanks, Malfoy." Harry said as they waited for the zombies to pass. He didn't signify what for but hoped that his tone could convey it all.

"Whatever, Potter," Malfoy muttered, but there was a tinge of red coating his cheeks. Harry smiled knowingly.

[supernovafics]

thinking very hard about a singledad!steve x divorcedmom!reader moment ….. perhaps enemies to lovers 🥸

[nettlesketches]

ingo sketch. he purble

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

thoughts on broppy?

Something something the one person who never gives up on you no matter how hard you try to make yourself untouchable, unlovable. A person who defends you even when you don't deserve it for no other reason than the fact they care.

They care like its a contagious thing, they care so much you think there must be something wrong with them and no matter how many times you reject that care it's relentless. You think they must be stupid to care so much until you realize they're not. You end up seeing deeper than what is at the surface, the sarcasm that matches yours, the bite along with the everlasting positivity. You see it andyou can't help but love it from a distance and be overwhelmed by it up close. Something about falling in love with the qualities you thought needed a reality check. Something about being vulnerable and showing a part of yourself because that's how you love someone. Something about supporting and caring back and being hurt and being different but wanting it to work anyway. Something about staying by them no matter what, no matter how much closeness hurts sometimes because they're worth it and quickly they become the most important person in the world to you. You know them inside and out and somewhere along the way you realize they know you like that too, even when you don't understand what you're feeling, they seem to know. Something about learning to listen and learning to care and supporting each others happiness no matter how different you are. Being with the person you're most comfortable with in the world, feeling most calm in a storm when you're holding their hand. Loving each other for your differences and complimenting those qualities with your own

yeah i think they're alright

[tero-ga]

Aaaaanother TGAA SwapAU stuff and it is my wonderful boy Albert as the prosecutor!!

I've changed some of the designs in this one like the jacket color to white to make a resemblance of a lab coat and reflecting of Kazuma white school uniform, as well trying to bring more Frankenstein's Monster vibe too hehe (aaand make him look more miserable too). He is also have a locket that have a painting of him and his two brothers, it was given by Andrew during his wedding!

I also made bunch of character that related to Swap!Albert's life from 10 years ago, like Andrew(Klint's roleswap) and his other brother Michael, university Barok and Albert, etc. more info about the are there down below 👇👇

First of I wanted to say I'm sorry I can't do full render of everyone here, do that with all of them would be death sentence for me so I couldn't do it 😭😭 Anyway without further ado, I'm going right into it! Start from left to right!

This first one Ryunosuke father replacing as Genshin Asogi. At first while brainstorming I was thinking of maybe do three switch around with Genshin, Jigoku, and Yujin but the it somehow felt weird for me. Then the thought of maybe involving Auchi in this too (like, imagine him being swap with Jigoku wouldn't that be funny and terrifying thought), but discarded that idea out because of Menimemo would have no one to swap with (i have to i'm sorry). Sooo I ended just design him from scratch, he is quite easy to figure out since Genshin doesn't really have much going on with him, but since we don't have any idea of original Ryunosuke's parents at all I have to take idea from something else, and that is his daruma doll for his eyes (he is half blind!! :D) and Phoenix DD/SOJ design (droopy hair and light vest) and everything else is from Genshin. His name is Ryuuki Naruhodo since Ryunosuke is another name for Ryuichi so I want to keep the train going!!

Andrew the screwdriver, oh I missed him- Anyway, I redesign his outfit because tbh his previous outfit is ridiculous 😭 it's funny and fun but I do want to take him seriously now. I'm tried to keep the A shape still but it's less subtle now, I think it turned out okay!! (Oh yeah, his cane is supposed to be a hidden sword but i forgot to put that in the drawing 😭). I was supposed to make his bowtie red like the hair tie but then I realized it will getting rid of the purpose of the hair tie (it referencing the blood on the tip of the screwdriver) so I ended up making it color silver.

The Lady Baskerville, I gave her similar design to Sunny(Herlock!Swap) with the bowtie, color palette to his mascot, and hair on her. I'm not really quite fond with her design, maybe I'll do redesign her again if I got a idea pop up like crazy but in the meantime this is her design.

Guess who is this?? Another one of Albert's tool is here finally!! Michael the crosshead screwdriver! Since we never see Michael anywhere and only mentioned once in the game he is, I'm just draw simple design for him (I wished I could put M shape in the design but I have no idea WHERE to put it 😭 so I tried used the bowtie for it). I also thought it would be nice to make him a defense attorney so I made the design for the badge too. Since he is sadly not going to be mentioned a lot in this AU since I'm trying to make the storyline same as the original, so I made a backstory of what happened in the fun fact tags. There was supposed to be more tool to be added but my god that would be taxing to design, so I have to make only Andrew and Michael as his only siblings.

The doggie Balmung replacement, Bolt, He is a Irish Setter! Beforehand he was supposed to be Borzoi but then research the background of the breed I don't how difficult it is to actually get one in that era so I have to changed breed :((

Albert and Barok in university days!! I just keep same as before like previous design!! There's a tiny change like the hair and the neckties.

There is going to be more content of them soon because I have a lot of ideas for them sooo stay tuned ;)

Here's the concept designs!!

[dailypearldoodles]

Pearl but as a Sky COTL person(i think their called moths)

Day 342

Just the newbies are called moths by the fandom! Canonically theyre children of light, but people usually call them skykids or skids for short

Have a moth Pearl and Grian :3

[ttaibhse]

my goal was 4k in 30 min really really didnt think i was going to make it 🥹🥹🥹

[rysttle]

self indulgent oc doodle dump

here's hector and isaac who sometimes are sailors, sometimes a dragon and a half demon(?), sometimes divorced, sometimes suffering in tma au, sometimes just regular dudes, sometimes regular dudes with a tail

no further context just doodle dump nyeh-

ft arthur sometimes

Phew sorry for the worst compilation ever(jkjk unless),,,,

[uglynicc]

Sometimes I wonder what fragrances and perfume marketing would be like in the Mass Effect universe.

Like any sensible company would try and make bank off of customers who wanna increase their chances of getting lucky with other species, no? There would absolutely be fragrances marketed to make yourself "unforgettable to any turian you cross paths with," or "get a krogan's blood raging," even "hanar won't be able to keep their tentacles off you."

I also wonder which scents humans could smell, or if they were only discernable to other species with stronger olfactory, so humans just have to assume they didn't just buy expensive, odourless water, or that they aren't victim of a scam that actually has you spritzing Vorcha BO behind your ears.

I also spend too much time wondering what kind of human scents would be appealing to other races, like would turians lose their absolute shit if you smelled like cinnamon? Would spilling coffee on yourself somehow make you irresistible to asari? What if Krogan really liked the smell of bubblegum?

Also which species sweat, and what does their sweat sme-

[ahalliance]

peoples brains are genuinely so small when it comes to the concept of gender n sexuality labels, why did i see so many people fail to understand how the doctor could POSSIBLY like both women and men (and also neither and more) yesterday . first off bisexual people exist, but also we’ve JUST come off an episode where the doctor is shown to be genderfluid non-binary, surely we can understand that their attraction is both an all encompassing and fluctuating thing as well

[edwardbonnets]

the universe really loves to give me—the most indecisive girl on the entire planet earth—some real big Life Decisions™️ to make huh

[moopermoment]

what is more autistic?

- being autistic

- whatever the fuck the elite penguin force has got going on

[bilestat]

insane how quickly something small can tank my mood