#and I have a very important test tomorrow so I won't be able to take the day off

[hobbysognodilibri]

Vent and autistic meltdown tw (in tags but if anyone can help that's appreciated)

[hiinosakusaku]

SSR "Amanojaku, the Prison Guard of Hell" Ushio Kurama Card Story: The Student Staying Up Late and The Teacher Working At Night (Part 1)

　Location: HAMA HOUSE OX ROOM

Ushio: 7 seconds left until midnight... 6...

Here you go... the latest news from Midnight Radio "WEB DIVE"...

..., ....

A... PatiBato collaboration cafeeee!?!?

(yikes, I ended up yelling, hopefully Mu-chan won'tー)

Muneuji: zzz...zzz...

Ushio: (ーoh, I didn't wake him. Thank god he's a deep sleeper...)

*sighー... so? When is it? Where is it being held? Is there any new merch? Why is that information always kept a secret for later? Actually, won't these small bursts of information be better for my heart...?

.... well, time to let it all out on my private account.

(Though, I wonder if any of my otaku buds would want to talk about it together...)

(Wait, but there's probably no one as excited for it as I am. They might misinterpret and things would just end up awkward)

Heh... got so riled up my throat ended up dry. Might as well go down for a drink.

　Location: HAMA HOUSE DINING HALL

Ushio: (...? The lights are still on. Is there someone there?)

Sakujiro: This goes here and that goes there and down here, hehehee...

Ushio: (Ka-Karigane-san....? He looks like he's making clothes again but his hands their leaving afterimages so fast he look like an Asura... That's terrifying, let me just slip away...)

Sakujiro: Hm... seems using this material would leave some skin exposed when being worn

Kurama-kun, what do you think?

Ushio: Wh-wha!? You found me out so fa-...., how you could notice I was there even without looking at me is gross...

Sakujiro: There may be no test tomorrow, but staying up all night when you don't need it is poison for your body.

Ushio: ...there was just something I need to do. Not like midnight counts as late nights anyways.

Sakujiro: Then it was my mistake. Forgive me for being a nuisance

Ushio: Well, there's no harm in knowing, I was just stopping by the kitchen before going back to my room.

Sakujiro: Is that so? Then I presume you were taking a nightly walk for a fresh change of pace? I was also about take some time for myself as well

Ushio: Huh...

(I can't see past him so I shouldn't bother... but, the outfit he's making now...)

Um, is the outfit you're making of.. that popular TCG character? From "Malice of the Guardians"... if I wasn't mistaken.

Sakujiro: Oh, are you aware of it?

Ushio: Rare and popular cards fetch quite a high price, collectors also have the card locked up...., ....so I haven't even seen it on spine.

Sakujiro: Indeed. The "Crying Red Demon" came from "MotG"... this is a cosplay outfit for that blood red demon.

Ushio: Huh... being able to know things I don't even know of it is something.

Sakujiro: Thank you very much. It's just that thin fabric is quite worrying to me.

I also need a way to cut down the budget needed for the weapon, thought I haven't found a way how.

Ushio: Eh... You're not only making the outfit but the weapon too? It's a metal bat so it should be metal... right...?

Sakujiro: Oh! So you understand? The feel of the material is its most important point this time. A cosplay without any sort of familiarity are but clothes that don't catch eyesー

Ushio: Not really.. I was just interested is all...

(Yikes, ended up talking too much about otaku stuff...! Gotta change the subject somehow..)

Why do you need to make this kind of outfit anyways? Will HAMA TOURS be needing something like this or...?

Sakujiro: Au contraire, this here outfit is solely a personal project of mine.

Ushio: !

(A cosplay of a TCG character, for a personal project...? No way...)

Uh... Karigane-sanー

Sakujiro: Speaking.

Ushio: Are you, by any chance... an otaku...?

[stories-of-the-nrm]

Time Doesn't Heal All Wounds Part 5

(Sir Topham Hatt looks over his schedule to see when he can allow Gordon to slip away to the medical center.)

Sir Topham Hatt: Dear oh dear. We're right in the middle of the summer holiday. Duck and Edward will be busy on their branch lines. Henry has the Flying Kipper for the next two weeks. I suppose the only way to get around this is to run multiple trains. James, Emily and the Scottish Twins will have to relay the express for the day.

(He organizes the timetable in a way that makes sense.)

Sir Topham Hatt: Well I guess this is good enough to send to all of the station masters.

(Sir Topham Hatt's assistant faxes the new timetable.)

Sir Topham Hatt's message: I want all of the stations on the Main Line to share this updated time table. Make sure all passengers going to and from the station are aware of the changes to the express service for the day.

Narrator: After all of the station masters receive the temporary timetable, everyone works to share that information with all of the passengers using the express service.

(It's now the end of the day at Tidmouth Sheds.)

Narrator: Gordon rolls into his shed just as Sir Topham Hatt arrives.

Sir Topham Hatt: Gordon I'm sure you already heard the news, but tomorrow you're going to the medical center. I redid the timetable so you can have the day for yourself and our passengers can still get to their destinations on time.

(Gordon humbly nods.)

Gordon: Thank you, sir. I understand how difficult it would be to replace me. I hope that this would only be for one day.

Sir Topham Hatt: I hope so too. Good night engines.

Tidmouth Shed Engines: Good night sir.

(Sir Topham Hatt drives home for the night.)

Emily: Gordon? What's going on that you won't be able to pull the express all day?

(Gordon sighs.)

Gordon: My brother Scott is in the human hospital. His rebuild is going very poorly and none of the humans know how to treat him.

Edward: My goodness! I've never heard of a rebuild going so poorly that an engine's had to go to a human hospital.

Gordon: Indeed. I believe it shows just how little is known about our human forms. From my understanding, Scott is only stuck in this position because some parts have been woefully delayed. I don't think he even has a boiler.

(All of the engines gasp.)

Henry: What will you have to do?

Gordon: I'm his only living relative. The A4's simply have nothing in common with Scott to determine what would be normal for his human form. As someone who actively pulls passenger trains, I consider myself to be in relatively perfect condition. Yes my age is to be considered, but in spite of that, my health is not a problem. Therefore, I was asked to go to the medical center and do some tests.

Emily: What would happen next?

(Gordon contemplates the possibilities.)

Gordon: If Scott is in a physical state that is completely different than mine, then I have no idea. Our human forms are after all based on the state of our engine. If an important part is missing, a human doctor simply lacks the tools needed to fix it.

(The engines look solemn.)

Gordon: I have no idea if Scott will even make it out of this. I can only hope that my tests will help his medical team find a solution.

(James has a rare look of maturity.)

James: At least you won't have to worry about the express. We'll take good care of your coaches.

Gordon: Thank you. Now I must get some sleep. I believe tomorrow will be a very long day.

(The sun rises for the next day.)

Narrator: The next day, Gordon arrives bright and early at the medical center.

Receptionist: May I help you?

Gordon: I have business on behalf of Scott of the National Railway Museum.

(She looks at her notes and puts in a call. A man enters the waiting area.)

Doctor: Hello Gordon. I'm Dr. Pine. Thank you for taking time to come here today.

Gordon: What do you need me to do?

Dr. Pine: Well we'd have to do some tests to see what would be considered normal for an engine like yourself. I would ask to do a blood test but I'm not sure if you even have blood.

(Gordon thinks about how to answer that.)

Gordon: How would you know if I do have blood?

(Dr. Pine leads Gordon to the lab.)

Dr. Pine: We will have to find a vein and see what comes out. Just have a seat here and we'll start.

(Gordon sits down as the lab worker begins.)

Narrator: Many tests are conducted until Dr. Pine has a thorough idea of what's considered to be normal for a steam engine.

Dr. Pine: Thank you for helping us Gordon. I think we have everything we need now. If we need anything else, we'll contact Sir Topham Hatt.

Gordon: I hope that my tests can help you manage Scott's condition. Can you please provide updates on his condition?

Dr. Pine: Why yes we can. As soon as anything changes, we'll let you know.

(Gordon shakes Dr. Pine's hand.)

Gordon: Thank you for taking care of my brother. I hope you have a good day.

Dr. Pine: Same to you Gordon.

(Gordon leaves the medical center hopeful that the effort put in today helps his brother.)

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[portablecity]

So, some news: tomorrow morning I'm having surgery on my right arm - my dominant arm - my drawing arm, my writing arm, my brushing-my-teeth and typing-in-chat and unlocking-my-door arm - and will lose most use of it for years, and an unknown (but hopefully less dire) amount of use of it forever. As you might expect, this sucks so, so bad.

As you can see above, I have been trying to proactively warm up my left hand so I can still write and such once this happens. As you might also detect above, it has not felt great.

(complements on my left-handed writing are not welcome; the feel of it is so alien that even if it looked perfect, i'd be upset)

So while I go in to get that done, I was wondering if you'd be willing to reply or repost or something with a thing you like about my work that isn't about how it looks? So I can go back to this post when I get real depressed afterwards and remind myself I'm more than my line quality?

And if you are curious, slightly more explanation with anatomical specifics below the cut:

so it turns out I have a peripheral nerve tumour on my radial nerve above my elbow in my right arm - it's been slowly preventing me from lifting up my index finger (extending it) and more and more the rest of my hand's extension has been weakening. scans show muscle atrophy in my forearm, so not only is the nerve weakening, it's been weakening long enough that the muscles are getting noticeably less use.

from what we know, the tumour is benign, but it's not possible to remove it without removing a chunk of the nerve, and likely fully severing the nerve. and though benign, the tumour has been steadily growing and is likely to continue doing so, where it would eventually effectively sever the nerve all on its own.

so this is a preventative surgery where we take the tumour out before it withers all the radial offshoot nerves farther down my arm, and graft in a spare (well, less important) nerve from my ankle, and hope that the graft takes and the nerve has a chance to heal and then let me rebuild my muscles and recover some hand and wrist extension. How much is not known. Complete recovery is impossible - some nerves in there are already dead and no amount of grafts and occupational therapy can change that, and more will wither while we're waiting for the graft to heal.

Motor nerves can only heal for so long, so I'll know more about my expected lifetime function in a few years. Likeliest outcome is followup tendon reassignment surgery to try and fill any dire functional gaps, and then what will presumably be a bit of a mind-fuck of physio trying to teach my brain that one of my flexion muscles will then be responsible for extension of fingers or wrist or something.

What's confusing about this is, my other arm nerves are all fine.

Ulnar? Doing great. Those nerves you fuck up with carpal tunnel? that I fucked up in 2008 and have spent a decade and a half taking very careful care of? really solid, healthy nerves! good job past Shel!

So I'm certainly not losing 100% of hand function; I'll still be able to curl my fingers and thumb and actively bend my wrist down - I just likely won't be able to reverse all those movements. Hell, already I can tell how much weaker my right hand is at typing - writing this after a day of spreadsheets at work is really wearing it down.

It's surreal how much all i feel is grief about this. There's no one to be mad at, not even myself - it just, sucks. Can you hold a funeral for your handwriting? your markmaking language? your line quality? your ability to touch type up to 140 words per minute? your confident, trained, controlled method of self-expression? RIP, radial nerve. I already miss you.

It's been a 13 month gauntlet of medical appointments since I first saw a neurologist about this and it's a relief to finally have the surgery, but i do really appreciate all the other scans and tests and biopsies - they gave me enough information to make this legit horrible decision to try and save what function I can for tomorrow by making today awful. And to try and become ambidextrous, I guess, because god knows I'm not stopping making art simply because my body betrayed me. It'll just be ... not what I think of as my art, for a while, at least.

[hinatastinygiant]

27 | मौत

Pairing: Uzui x Fem!Reader

The Emptiness You Left

When you and Uzui return home, the house is quiet. "The others must already be asleep," Uzui comments as he shuts the door behind you both. You nod and, without even parting your lips, take your leave from his side and walk up the stairs.

Once you reach the safety of the bathroom, you slink down against the door and sigh. You can't help but wonder why you decided to kiss him. Perhaps it was his words of encouragement, or maybe it was just the heat of the moment. Either way, it has made everything at least a hundred times worse.

By the time you get into the bath, you can't help but notice how silent the house is. You haven't even heard a sound since you got upstairs. Uzui must be feeling the weight of your kiss, too. Or perhaps he's just sleeping.

Part of you still can't believe it actually happened. It was real, right?

The water you are soaking in is still hot and soothing. You look over at the mirror across the room and notice how steamed up the small space has become. It's quite calming for your muscles and does help you relax after the long day. You then dip your head under the water, shutting your eyes as you disappear from sight. All you can see in your mind's eye is him.

The way his skin felt against yours.

The way his lips tasted.

The way his hair felt in your hands.

The way his fingers brushed across your skin.

The way he smelled.

How his voice sounded when he whispered your name...

All of it. Everything.

Suddenly, you emerge from the water with a gasp. You wipe the water from your eyes, breathing heavily as you catch your breath. But the memory of his touch still lingers. You wish you could have more. You crave more.

Slowly, you pull yourself out of the tub. It wasn't enough to clear your mind. So, after getting dressed, you decide to head back downstairs instead. You know you won't be able to go to bed right now anyway. But of course, as you walk into the kitchen, he's still there.

"Hey," you smile softly as you enter the room and walk past him to grab the teapot. "Want any tea?"

"If you're going to make some then sure but don't go out of your way," he shrugs as he watches you begin preparing the tea.

You can't help but chuckle. "It's not out of my way," you shake your head. "It's the middle of the night, Master. It's not like I've got something better to do."

"Not even sleep?" he smirks.

"I can't remember the last time I had a full night's rest," you reply, placing the kettle on the stove.

"I think I know how you feel," he nods. "But you should still try."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine," you shrug.

You continue to prepare the tea and, once it is ready, serve a cup for him and a cup for you. Then, as you sit beside him, you drink your tea in silence. You suppose there's not much to say after everything that happened before, but you can't help but wish things were a bit less awkward between the two of you.

"You shouldn't look so worried," he then says to you after placing his empty cup back on the table. "I'm not going to tell the girls just yet."

"You're not?" you gulp, trying to hide your face behind the small cup. "Why?"

"There's something else more important right now. I've thought about it some since the cave earlier tonight," he begins to explain rather cryptically.

"What is it?" you ask a bit too eagerly. He can sense right away how desperate you are for answers.

"There's something you need to know," he continues. "Before the final selection, I am going to give you one final test of my own. It will test your strategy, adaptability, and stamina. Do you think you are up to the challenge, Y/N? Think about this seriously, don't just rush into it without using your own judgment."

"I, uh," you begin rather hesitantly. Though you've been able to fight some demons, you're not quite sure what kind of challenge he's going to put you up against. "Yes, Master. I am."

"Very well," he nods. "Tomorrow evening you will meet Rengoku in town."

"Master Rengoku?" you repeat. "What for?"

Uzui sighs, in a way that makes you believe he's not so sure about this so-called challenge. "Because I'm putting you back inside that cult."

You stand up quickly, knocking your chair over as you look at him in utter shock. "What?! What are you talking about?"

"That's not the only thing, either," he adds without glancing up at you. "You're going to have to give Doma a reason to keep you around. He knows little about you, but the things he does know are significant."

"How am I supposed to do that?" you gulp, thinking back to the way he nearly snatched your own life away from you. What reason could he ever have to let you return and live?

"Rengoku will tell you that later," he sighs.

"Why can't you? Why aren't you going with me?" you then ask, your eyes wide with confusion.

"Because I can't," he shakes his head as he rises to his feet and turns to face you. "It's best I stay out of it, and I know I can trust Rengoku to do his job properly."

"Oh," you frown, not quite understanding.

"But what I can tell you," he hums as he lifts his right hand up to your cheek, "is that I don't agree with this plan. In fact, I quite hate it. But it is Master Ubuyashiki's so we have to follow it."

"So why did you agree to it in the first place?" you ask, furrowing your brows.

"Because I think there is more at stake here than we both realize," he explains, his thumb brushing softly against your bottom lip.

"What's going to happen to me?" you wonder aloud, your eyes swelling with tears as you look up at him.

"You're going to save your brother. Just like you wanted."

One at a time, your tears fall from your eyes and down onto your cheeks. His words hit your heart hard, causing an immense amount of pain and grief to flood your entire body.

"It will be dangerous," he sighs. "You really should get some rest until then."

After that, Uzui takes a step back and turns to walk out of the room. However, before he can get too far, you grab him but the hand and spin him around. This may be the very last time you ever see him. So you might as well...

Without another thought, you rise up on your feet and kiss him. At first, he freezes, unsure of how to react. But soon enough, his lips move against yours and his arms wrap around your waist.

But just like that, it's quickly over. He pulls away and lets out a sigh. "Y/N, don't make this any harder for me than it already is," he tells you, kissing your forehead.

"I'm sorry, but I-"

"You have nothing to apologize for," he tells you, placing his forehead against yours. You allow your eyes to close as he takes your hand in his and holds it tightly. "You are so special to me. You're my student. And I hate that I have to let you go."

Again, tears roll down your cheeks. "I know. I just- I don't know what I'm doing, Master. I want to do this, but at the same time, I'm scared."

"Me too," he admits."But being here, this isn't the life for you. You need your brother. I will always love you but it's time for you to go."

You can feel his words break your heart. Why can't this be your life? Why can't you save your brother and come back here>

"Y/N," he then continues, as if hearing your thoughts. "If I don't let you go now, I will lose myself."

"What's wrong with that?" you chuckle, trying to find comfort in this situation.

"Do you really want an old man like me?" he smiles softly back at you.

You can't help but roll your eyes. "Master, you're only two years older than I am."

"It's not the age, Y/N," he explains. "It's the experience. Being with you is like nothing I've ever felt before. I meant what I said, I truly will lose myself. I will forget who I am and what I stand for, all for you."

With that, he takes a step back and lets go of your hand. "This is goodbye."

"No, wait!" you shake your head, not wanting this moment to end. "Please, can't we just talk for a little while longer?"

"We've talked long enough, Y/N," he insists. "It's time to sleep."

Like all other things he's said, you ignore him and do the opposite. You reach upwards to wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a deep kiss that has him stumble in surprise. Your hands slide up to his cheeks as you keep him close, not wanting him to leave.

"Please," you whisper. "Just one night?"

He pauses and then gives in, placing his hands on your waist.

"I will come back," you whisper as your hands find his hair. "I promise."

"Y/N," he breathes against your lips, his grip only tightening on you.

"Shh," you whisper as you bring your hands to his chest. "Please, just let me have this."

Without another word, Uzui spins you around until you are caged in between him and the wall. His lips travel down your neck, to your shoulder, and then back up. He runs his hands all over your body, and you can't help but moan at the feeling.

"Fuck," he breathes as he kisses you deeply, his tongue pushing past your lips and into your mouth. You let him take control as he kisses you, his hands finding their way under your shirt.

When he pulls away, you're breathless. "If you do come back, it will be the last time I will ever let you go."

The Emptiness You Left

[brunchbitch]

thought i would do an update since it's been a while!

9/27/23

things are going well with settling in to seattle! i'm doing lots of wedding stuff - got measured for my dress and had a makeup trial last week so it's starting to feel real! 10 months from today! next steps are sending out save the dates and deciding on catering, which will be fun bc we get to taste test everything.

a is doing well! he is taking a creative writing course that starts this week, and hockey starts this week as well. the seattle kraken have an adult league with over 100 teams (!!). he had tryouts (i almost wrote auditions lol) a couple weeks ago and got placed in the second highest division! i'm excited to go see some games, but the first one is tomorrow night at 10:45!!!! so if that's any indication of average game times, maybe i won't make it lol.

it has been raining every day for about five days now... it's reminding me of one of the hardest parts of living in seattle. i need to invest in a happy lamp and get some vitamin d.

as for the job front, i'm feeling frustrated and, before calling the DOH this morning, very confused about my path towards being a licensed independent clinical social worker (licsw). the requirements are pretty different in seattle. you start out getting licensed as a social worker associate advanced (lswaa), which basically means i have the necessary education but haven't gotten required post grad supervision to apply for the next level, which is a licensed advanced social worker (lasw). i'm required to obtain 3200 hours of supervised experience under an licsw which, full time, would be about a year and a half. then i apply to be an lasw, and once i'm approved i can take my sw generalist exam. THEN to become an licsw, i need 4000 additional supervised hours (~2 years full time). so 3.5 years working full time before i can get my licsw, and then have to take the clinical exam. in ma, it would've taken 2 years to get my licsw. i'm not sure why wa state requires so much more, but it explains why the pay ranges have been higher than what i expected.

i've been studying for the exam, bc that's what would be the next step in boston. so that was wasted time lol. hopefully some of it will stick in my brain so i'm not starting from square one when i start studying again in ~a year and a half. so now i really need to just focus on getting a job. i've had one interview and they never even got back to me. i probably would've turned down the job anyway (not exactly what i was looking for - a lot of independent time and not much of an ability to collaborate with other social workers, which i think is important being a new grad), but it still would've been nice to be offered the job lol. i've been getting so discouraged but trying to remind myself that something will work out eventually. even if i hate the job, i can stick it out until i get my supervised hours at least. and then i can look elsewhere.

i have a screening today for a job that is pretty close by my house. it's a primary care center that serves a lot of people who have high resource needs. i was hoping for a more acute setting (like inpatient hospital), but it does seem some of the patients would be pretty acute. so we'll see how the screening goes.

mental health is good - i've really appreciated being able to see L again. still smoking a shit ton, which concerns her, but trying to do better this week.

luna and lia are good - they've definitely adjusted. lia is sleeping on top of her cat tree right now hehe. unfortunately luna is getting a dental done at the vet right now and she had to have two tooth extractions :(. she's had several extractions before due to resorptive lesions, but the last few years her teeth have been good so i was hoping they wouldn't have to take any out. so she'll be on pain medication for a few days, but she's been through that before. i'm going to shower her with love when she gets home!

[romanestuffsposts]

Hi there loves!!

I hope everyone is doing well!

I already know which request i'll post when it's ready, it's an old one and i'm sorry it took times for me to get there but I did!

I don't know when i'll post it.. It's not done yet and my exams start tomorrow and if I succeed all of them I'm graduate so it's probably one of the most important period of my life for now which doesn't ease my stress.

I have three or four days sometimes when I don't have exams so if i'm comfortable enough with my studie and that i allow myself to write, i'll do it.

I hate doing this and saying that you guys have to wait but I know you understand because you're all the best.

I also want to thanks you all for the support! Not only for my exams but for everything since the beginning. You are amazing and i'm so lucky to have you by my sides. I hate that I can't see you!

You're all amazing people and I wish you the best!

It feels like i'm saying goodbye imaoooo. DON'T WORRY IT'S NOT THE CASE!!!!

I'm stil with you and you'll be stuck with me for a long time so you better be ready!

Good luck to everyone who has exams and if they're already over, I hope that every went well! You're so strong and so able to succeed eveything you want to do! Keep telling yourself that you can do it until you actually believe it- because I know people don't always believe it- and everyhting will be okay!

I'll tell you something my mom always tells me for my exams or for my big tests ; read the question, understand it, and then answer it. Don't go too fast, take your time because you have it, and trust yourself. You know what it's talking about and deep down in your head you it too. If you don't remember, don't stress, just read other questions, keep doing your exams and then come back at this one later, when you're more comfortable with the paper before you.

If you don't have exams then just look where you are! it's already the end of the year and you made it! It's really amazing and i'm so proud of you! Keep going like this because you deserve to succeed, you deserve to be happy and it's normal to fail, failing is the better lesson and it will make you go further the next time! You're doing so great! Now let's your mind rest, enjoy yourself. You deserve it!

If you're not at school anymore and you already work or try to find what to do in the future then keep looking forward. If you're going to look behind you, then only look for the good moments, the moments who'll push you forward, the moments who'll show you how you did to make it that far and just relax. Don't overstress because it won't help you. Call for help if you need it because it's not a shame!

I love you all! I hope i'll see you very very very soon!

Don't worry i'm not gonna disappear, my last exams is June 28 so it's gonna go faster than we think. And if i don't have time to post until there, i'll make it up to you!

Have a wonderful day or night <33

[atypicalstrong]

vent incoming

So two of my friends moved to South Korea and weren't able to take their cats with them immediately, so I agreed to foster them for 6 months until their first vacation so they could come collect them.

Little did I know that 3 years later I would still have these cats, because it turns out that importing pets more than 6 months after you immigrate is incredibly difficult, and the owners didn't do any proper research beforehand, and also didn't save any money to get it done. And STILL aren't saving money to get it done, and are instead begging all their associates for money (by taking commissions they aren't actually doing - a mutual friend has literally 30 works they still haven't received) every step of the way when we have to get health tests and certificates and lab reports done.

And it turns out everything we've done so far has been for nothing because its all been in my name, and they're gonna have to redo all the expensive and time consuming tests in their name. Which means finding a vet that will do all this legal paperwork in someone else's name who isn't in the country to verify anything at all and is just taking my word for it. Which is uhhhhhhh an issue to say the least.

I found all this out today first thing in the morning when my friend was like "the pet relocation company says none of this will work so can you and your vet fix it?" And when I was like "I'll ask but I'm pretty sure we have to start over bc anything else would legally be fraud since technically I own your cats right now" (because its been 3 fucking years) they had the fucking GALL to break down crying and say it hurts so much to hear their pets aren't legally theirs, and I have to make my vet fix it because they've been doing a "trash job" (they haven't, they've actually been very helpful and the only fuck up that happened before this was a lab's fault, not my vet's), and they can't afford to do it all again, and that they "need me to be in their corner right now".

And then they just shut down when I tried to offer any solutions that DON'T involve legal fraud. Like coming back and doing it themselves instead of using a company, which is "just not possible" (no reason given when asked why not, literally just silence), or doing it as a "sale" so it makes sense that its all in my name ("that won't work because the regulations are probably different").

Like, I'm sorry you waited until the last minute to check if we were doing everything correctly! But that's not my fault, or my responsibility! I never wanted it to take this long, and I certainly don't want to keep your fucking cats! They keep destroying all my stuff, which you've offered to replace but noticeably haven't! Even if I wanted to, I CAN'T keep your fucking cats because I'm moving next year!

Nevermind I've got a bunch of my own shit going on that y'all don't seem to care about at all, like fighting for disability benefits, and being sued for medical debt (my court date is LITERALLY tomorrow and they haven't asked about it once since I told them last month), and affording rent and food! They're over in South Korea spending all their money on take out and "retail therapy" (and to be fair some genuine unforseen costs, but that just makes the other stuff more infuriating) not saving anything for the cats, while I'm over here going to food banks and hygiene pantries just to stay afloat!

I don't even want to be friends with them anymore at this point! And that really hurts, because there was a time when they were the best friends I'd ever had. But now? After all this? How can they expect me to trust or rely on them, for anything? After everything I've done for them THIS is the thanks I get?

I don't even know what else to say. If they don't SINCERELY apologize for this, and also accept they fucked up by not doing the research or saving any money, and ALSO come to terms with the fact that we have to start over, I don't know what I'm gonna do. Stop being friends with them and rehome the cats, I guess. I don't WANT to do that but I don't think I'll have any other choice.

I've put up with so much and for what. For fucking what. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh...

[aajjks]

TPOL! --in the car on the way back to YN's house-- *in a low voice* this isn't right, not that I agreed to it… no, please I still want to work, what am I going to say to my mom? She might think I'm doing something else… it's not my fault, you know I don't want to do this. but.. you promised that you will help with her health *that's all that matters to me now* until when will this continue? and if I want a relationship with someone I won't be able to keep doing that! *damn date laughing in disbelief* --arriving at yn's house-- *tries to open the door* uh? ring? what is this for? Ah.. I understand… *opens the door for YN, he places a kiss on her cheek, on her neck and ends with an intense kiss, his hands traveling down YN's back with a grip on her waist* --Jungkook hugs her for a while saying that he was very happy and that now she belonged to him and that tomorrow they would have to go to an important appointment, after that he leaves, entering the house cautiously YN looks at a notification and sees an amount of money in your bank account-- ~message~ Jungkook: you're right, what will your mother think, so let's do it like this, introduce me as your kind boyfriend who just wants to take care of you, so she won't think anything wrong, wouldn't it be strange for a boyfriend to take care of his mother-in-law, right? Sleep well my love and tomorrow we will continue where we left off.

*disbelieved *What have I gotten myself into, you have to be joking!

“hey babe I’m back from work. I missed you a lot. Are you ready to introduce me to your mother and why didn’t you reply to my text you know I’m not really patient when it comes to you right? So don’t test my patience. And why are you so like that come here give me a kiss..”

[dzpenumbra]

11/22/22

Big wrench in the works today. It turns out that driving your car once every 2 months for like a year... or 3... is not good for it. After all the shit to get to this point, my car did not pass inspection. And the bill will be very pricey. And the parts will take time to be delivered and installed.

I lucked out that they had one rental car. I have it in my driveway now. I'm going to have to go to the new place tomorrow for the move-in appointment, it's going to be a big day. I'm really hoping I can get good sleep, I have not been sleeping well at all the past few days and I've been nodding off the past few hours just trying to stay awake long enough to get my cat her night time meds.

I'm realizing that moving is going to be a much more complicated process than I was really processing. Mostly because of the cat medication thing. I managed to reassure my mom that she was capable of giving my cat the medication, and had her come over and do a test run just to reassure both of us. It's an ointment in the ear, it's actually really easy, Max really doesn't mind that much. It took a bit of a fight to get there, she kept trying to pressure hiring movers on me... but I just... I just really don't like the idea. I've talked about it on here before. Once we got over that hurdle and boundaries were clearly explained, things started to level out. She came over to dry-run the meds, saw it was pretty simple and checked out my new arsenal of polished stones and handmade beads. She was genuinely impressed, it was a good feeling.

But this set in another complication. Though she made herself available to help, after a week of silence recovering from major fights, now... she is going to be out of town for the holidays. At least, that's the plan. So... she won't be able to cover me for the cat meds. So I get to drive up tomorrow, move some stuff in... probably musical instruments I don't use, I don't really know what else, maybe just etc art supplies and shit. Whatever I can throw in my car quickly in the AM because there aint no way I'm packing my car right now. Probably not much. Then I'm coming back home... then I'm chilling here for another 2 days... Then I get to try to start moving again.

I'm going to have to check with my old landlords to make sure me staying extra time is going to be okay. Taking that week for mental health and recovering from fights and packing and all that was vital but completely fucked my timeframe. I was supposed to start moving in on the 15th. It's very hard to not be upset about that. The "could have been's". (Thank you for that one, Flex)

So... since I'm running on fumes... I'm trying to just not stress and just take my time. I don't think I have as many possessions as I fear I do. My mom offered to help me drive stuff up and even help move some stuff if there is an elevator. I'm not going to get into how confusing it is when she goes back and forth, but... yeah. The more important offer was some (at least temporary) storage space in her basement, so if there's anything I don't want to be wasteful and throw out... I can at very least just get it out of this place and decide what to do with it later. That option is awesome.

So a big new weight dropped, and another lifted. I'm just taking it one step at a time and seeing where things go. I did check out this portal thing that they have for the building, and they have like... profiles you can fill out for your apartment... like a social media profile or some shit? So I browsed out of curiosity and yes, the people who live there actually look like civilized human beings and not demonic hell-beasts who want to steal my shit and eat my cat, so that's pretty reassuring!

My anxiety has been at an all-time high lately, like... lifetime all-time high... in that it's hard to discern between anxious threats and real threats. They both exist, but the likelihood of both seem equal. Like... the likelihood of me accidentally hitting a curb because I don't know how the new rental car drives, and the likelihood of me having some kinda of Final Destination car accident feel like... on even standing, equal likelihood. And that's just flat-out wrong. So I guess that's just a survival-mode thing, so if you're going through that too, just like... be nice to yourself, try to gather a bit more information, try to get perspective from someone you trust not to judge you, and try to recalibrate a bit. That's what I'm trying, it's not easy work but it does pay off.

And my nighttime safe place routine thing is going pretty damn well. Falling asleep is still pretty easy. It's just the super vivid dreams that are fucking with me. Screw it, I've got some time, I'll share today's dilemma.

The end of my second dream last night was me in a workshop of some kind with Devin Townsend. A mentor figure. We were working at stations next to each other, no clue on what, and I was praising him for a really interesting box set concept piece he came up with. He reciprocated by getting to know me a bit. He said I struck him as the "athletic type", which... kinda took me aback. I started to tell him, "no, not really, I mean I just started skating again, and I barefoot hike a lot, like... a lot. But athletics are definitely not my thing." And I started to tell him I was a creative, an artist... Big pressure because, you know, he might have some work for an artist...

And it just pulled me out of sleep. Big adrenaline surge. I started doing diaphragmatic breathing - I legit seriously recommend this to anyone that gets physical symptoms from anxiety or panic attacks, it really helps calm down physical panic responses and quickly too. I was totally fine in like less than a minute, but my sleep-deprived ass was like... explaining to the ceiling what I do. And I really identified that this is a really big point of social anxiety for me. I would have so much more peace in my social interactions if I just had one fucking title and that's all I did. Me name Bob, me plumber. Done. GG. Simple. But nooooooo...

"Well, I am a multimedia artist, I specialize in pencil, colored pencil and ink, but I'm not limited to traditional mediums. I do music and poetry as well, in fact some would consider those my primary mediums. I have a degree in... Acrylic Painting, for some goddamn reason. I am a former tattooist... kinda... And despite all the above, I am currently working on wood-carving, stone-carving and jewelry making with locally sourced materials." Literally every time I try to nutshell this for people, their brains start melting out of their ears by the second sentence. So I started nutshelling it to condense it, but I always end up leaving stuff out. So now... when I meet new people... the first question I get is: "What's your name?" (sometimes I don't even get that, sometimes it's "How long have you lived in the area?") Which really doesn't have a simple answer when you currently go by 4 different names, and no one says any of them out loud to you. Then the second question, like clockwork, is: "What do you do?"

My remedy for this from now on. I'm going to do what my tattoo teacher taught me, with a twist. She said "get a tattoo of your own design in a visible location." So I inked my own wrist. It was the hardest tattoo I have ever done. But instead of doing that, for this... if someone asks what I do... I'm just going to point to my jewelry, or my custom clothing. And just add in the addition: "I do a lot of other shit, too."

Hopefully that will let me sleep at night!

[missetbilu]

AS SWEET AS SUGAR*

cedric diggory x fem!reader, smut

watching you mindlessly swirl a lollipop between your lips turns out to be a lot more interesting to cedric than studying

requested by @velvetblues505 | link to the ask

warnings: nsfw, oral (fem receiving), penetrative sex

PLEASE DO NOT REPOST ANY OF MY WORK!

I read the same paragraph over and over, but nothing was really sticking to my mind. Each word flew over my head as my attention laid past the book on my lap. Y/N sitting across from me with that lollipop between her lips was making this study session especially difficult.

We were at my dorm, books and notes sprawled on my bed, desperately trying to understand all the subjects that we would find in our DADA exam the following day. As important as that was, I couldn't stop getting distracted by her. The way she swirled the candy in her mouth, eventually taking it off with a pop, only to give it sweet kitten licks; it was driving me insane.

"Cedric!" Y/N nearly shouted. "Are you listening to me?” Fuck. I've been staring.

"Sure am." I lied.

"Okay, so this part is very confusing..."

She began explaining, pointing out some paragraphs in her book, but I paid them no mind. How could I look at an old sad and sepia page when her lips were glistening red from the lollipop she now had in her hand, but that I knew soon would find its way back into her mouth?

All of a sudden she stops talking and looks me dead in the eye. Shit, maybe I should keep my eyes on the book. Hopefully she'll think I just zoned out. And so I did, pulling my legs closer to my chest.

But then she dropped the book. I was too nervous to look up, especially when I realized she was getting on all fours and crawling up to me, taking my face in her hand.

"Diggory." She called me incesively and I finally averted my gaze from the book laying on my sheets.

"Hm?" Was all I pathetically answered.

"We have a test tomorrow and you're literally sleeping with your eyes wide open instead of studying." She chuckled at my state.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit... distracted." Not a lie. Not the entire truth either, but she didn't ask so...

"What's distracting you?" Fuck. Great. She asked, now what? Might as well tell her, 'oh I got distracted by your beautiful plump lips, got too in my head imagining how they would feel around my cock'.

"It was nothing. So, hm, can you show me that part again? I think I kinda get it..."

"Oh come on!" She let go of my face and sat in front of me, placing a hand on my knee to get my attention. It was definitely absentmindedly, but it sent a chill up my spine. "I'm too curious for all this mystery, Ced. Tell me!"

"It's nothing, Y/N."

"If you tell me I might be able to help." I stopped for a second, knowing damn well she could help me with my distraction.

"No, forget it, it's stupid. Nothing to tell you here." I picked up a random book, trying to ease my nerves, that were only harder to ignore when she pressed herself against my legs.

"Hey, if it's stupid, it's gotta be something, right?" She batted her eyelashes at me, excited for an answer. So perhaps I should give her one, I thought.

"Okay..." No, wait, I shouldn't. She won't like to hear the truth. This isn't one of my fantasies, those that I indulge myself into, late nights, after a whole day of craving her touch. "I was..." Fuck, I really should just shut up. She'll be so uncomfortable, I'm her friend. "I was really distracted by your.. lollipop."

"Oh." She mumbled, letting go of me and staring at the candy she still held between her fingers. "Was I being too loud? I bet it was disgusting, right? I'm sorry." She babbled nervously and I quickly stopped her.

"No! No. Hm.. That was not the problem."

"Okay... What was it then?" She braced herself on my knees again and I had to hold back a groan feeling her breasts touching my legs, even with the layers of clothing. "Do you want a taste?"

I felt my heart sinking in my chest. It was an innocent question. I could see it in her eyes that Y/N had no second intentions, she didn't mean anything dirty. But that's how it sounded to me. She was just offering to share the lollipop, and still my mind made the question seem like an attempt to tease me, to get me even harder in my pants.

"No." I thought I would end it there. Maybe I should have. But I didn't. "Not a taste of the lollipop."

Her face changed. She didn't move a muscle, nor did she say a word. She blankly stared at me. I immediately regretted it. Fucking stupid. You've ruined your friendship. She's probably rocking her mind trying to think of a way to leave as fast as she can. She opened her mouth to speak but soon closed it again. I was internally cursing at myself for my stupidity, when her voice finally came, low but steady.

"Can I kiss you?" She asked in between long breaths.

"What?" I felt dizzy. Did she just...?

"Can I kiss you, Ced?" She repeated her request, now even more sure of her words.

There was a buzz in my ears. You know when in movies a bomb explodes and the main character slowly gets off the ground with a lost expression as a high pitched shriek echoes through the cinema? That's how I felt. But that sensation soon vanished when she connected our lips in a shy kiss.

It was sweet. The taste, I mean. Strawberry. It began as a tender action, nothing but a peck. But it escalated. Hell, it really did. Soon I was on top of her. She pulled me closer with her legs as I let my hands explore her body. Once I reached her bare tights, Y/N whimpered in a way that made me want to fuck her stupid.

“I’m sorry.” I said, breaking the kiss for a moment. “Is this too much?”

“Not at all.” She kissed me deeply.

“Are you..” I broke the kiss again, but Y/N took that as a chance to move onto my neck and I struggled to speak. “Are you sure?”

“To be honest... I don’t think this is enough.”

“What do you mean?” I probably had a puzzled expression, cause she giggled and held my face running her thumb on my cheeks soothingly.

“I want more, Ced.” Her breathy voice and trembling lips were the indicators I needed to read into her answer. She wanted me. And as much as I wanted her.

So I let the desire consume me. I allowed it to take control.

“Can I…?” Before I could ask, she was nodding for me to go ahead and pull her skirt off. She unbuttoned her shirt, lustful gaze set upon me, as I lowered myself to place soft kisses on her tights.

“Shit…” She threw her head back when I licked a stripe up her clothed cunt. Seeing pleasure washing over her from so little made me pull her underwear to the side and dive in with so much hunger.

“Do you like this?” I asked, knowing I wouldn’t get an answer right away, since she was already a moaning mess. “Do you want me to fuck you with my fingers?”

“Yes!” She let out in a huff. “Yes, please, yes.” Her hands found her breasts, and she took her bra off to play with them as I teased her entrance with my tongue before sliding a finger in.

“No, don’t stop that, love.” I demanded when she let go of her breasts with a gasp to hold onto the sheets. “Play with your tits for me. Can you do that?”

“Uhum…” She quietly agreed, trying to bite back her sweet sounds. I kept on sucking on her clit as I fingered her, and she babbled a few profanities followed by my name. “Ced! Please…”

“Please what, petal? What do you need?”

“I…” She blushed, not knowing how to ask.

“Come on, don’t shy away from me.” I said between kisses to her core that made her legs tremble. “Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you.”

“Your cock. Cedric I need you inside of me.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Getting rid of my pants and underwear as fast as possible, I braced myself on top of her and stared deep in her eyes before letting my tip graze her entrance.

“Are you sure about this, baby?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely.”

I couldn’t keep my own grunts from spilling out as I entered her. My thrusts were messy and sloppy at first, being nervous about coming right away, but once I found a rhythm it was easy to get Iost at the feeling of her velvety walls squeezing me and enjoy the view. And what a view. Her tits bouncing slightly with each thrust was hypnotizing. Even more than that, her voice. Each moan was laced with a desperation I could never have, even in my brightest dreams, predicted. She badly wanted to cum, I could tell.

“Ced…” She whined.

“What baby? Tell me how I make you feel.”

“Good…” She was on the verge of tears as the words left her mouth with sinful moans. “So good…”

“You wanna cum, love?”

“Yes! Please!” She beautifully cried out. “Please, Cedric!”

Seeing her so desperate and vulnerable was so hot, I had to use everything in me not to cum. I almost wanted not to give her what she craved, just to see her ruined with the desire. But seeing her reach her high was far more interesting, so I moved my hand to her clit, drawing more loud sounds from her angelical mouth.

My moans mixed with her whimpers, the sound of our skin slapping together only adding to the symphony we were creating.

“Fuck.. You feel so, so good, baby.” I managed to say between grunts.

Then her body began quivering underneath me. Y/N threw her head back and let out a guttural moan. Her cunt tightening around my cock made me pull out just in time to coat her tummy with my load.

I fell on my back next to her after throwing some books onto the floor to make some room.

“Shit.” I murmured, closing my eyes and trying to catch my breath.

“Hey.” She called me, also still a bit out of breath.

“Yeah?” I looked at her lovely face, glowing and a little sweaty from what we did, and pulled her body into mine by her waist. She reached out to the nightstand and grabbed the lollipop she had set there.

“You ended up not trying this.” I chuckled at her joyful expression.

“Okay lemme see.” Taking it in my mouth, I pretended to be in deep thought before pulling it out. “Yeah, you taste way better, for sure.”

She hid her face on my shoulder and laughed. What a sweet sound that was.

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A/N: My first request!! Yayyy! 🥳 I’m really happy to see the response on the first fic I posted, thank you guys so much. And thank you for your request @velvetblues505 !! I adapted it a little bit, to match the plot that came to my head when I read the request 😅 I hope you like it!!

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Ortho Shroud Fairy Gear Personal Story: Part 1

"The finest 'evolution'"

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

[Gymnasium]

Ortho: Yep, the adjustments for my body and the beacons are done. Now, all that's left is…

Deuce: Ortho, we've set up the equipment like you asked.

Epel: Sorry to keep you waiting. We also got all the stuff you asked us to bring.

1: It was so heavy… 2: Is this all you need?

Ortho: Thank you! I was just thinking about moving on to the next step.

Deuce: What's the next step?

Ortho: The projection mapping rehearsal!

Ortho: I wanted to make some final adjustments, so that I can raise the accuracy of the "illusion camouflage."

Sebek: Yes, you can never be too careful… That is a good attitude to have.

Ace: Why are you the one who's acting all proud here…?

Jack: Yeah, but this really is quite an incredible spectacle to see.

Jack: There's a ton of lights, some cameras and monitors, and an enormous screen…

Epel: And finally, just as you asked, Ortho-kun, we collected as many colored clothes as we could from the guys in our dorms…

Grim: We ain't got any idea what you want all this for, though.

Ortho: Ehehe. Well first, can I have you two, Ace Trappola-san and Jack Howl-san, change into these clothes?

Jack/Ace: Eh!? Is this…?

Ace: I thought we were going to be rehearsing for the fashion show… Why're you makin' us change into our P.E. uniform?

Jack: Seriously. 'Cause our outfits for the stage are super delicate, we have to be super careful taking it off, too, y'know...

Ortho: I'm sorry. In order to make the illusion a success, I want to test out many different patterns.

Ortho: Especially since we won't know the color of the dress that the Fairy Queen will be wearing tomorrow.

Jack: The color of her dress? Is that related to the mission somehow?

Ortho: Of course it is! It's not an exaggeration to say that it is the most important concern to succeed in this illusion.

Epel: R-really!? But, what do you mean by "the most important concern"?

Ortho: Ehehe. I think it'll be faster if I showed you rather than explain.

Ortho: Everybody, watch the screen!

[screen turns on]

Epel: The image projected on the screen is… The Fairy Gala venue?

Deuce: It totally looks real. Not just the trees and flowers, but if you look closely, you can also see birds and butterflies flying around.

Jack: If I listen closely, I can even hear the birds chirping and their wings flapping… It's like we're really there.

Ortho: Don't be too surprised just yet. We still have to perform the illusion.

Ace: …Oh. I think I know what you're trying to do, Ortho.

Ortho: Really? Okay, then, I'll ask you to stand in front of the screen, Ace-san.

Ace: Okaaay.

Deuce: Seeing Ace in his P.E. uniform against the backdrop of the Fairy Gala venue… I gotta admit, it's kinda surreal…

Ortho: Please keep your eyes on Ace-san. Here we go… 1, 2, 3!

[activates illusion program]

Deuce/Jack/Grim: ACE DISAPPEARED!?

Ace: Ooh, did it go well?

Sebek: …We can't see Ace's body, but I can hear his voice. What is going on!?

Sebek: ...... Wait, AAAAAAAH!? It's a m-monster… There's a monster without an upper body strutting around!!

Ortho: Sebek Zigvolt-san. Thank you very much for the expected reaction. I'm pleased you're surprised.

Ortho: Haah, it looks like it still needs a few adjustments. I'm going to turn off the light and videos off for a moment.

[turns off projection]

Ace: What's wrong, Sebek? That's such a miserable-looking face. Ah, let me guess… You were so frightened that your knees almost gave out?

Sebek: ABSOLUTELY NOT! I WAS JUST STARTLED BECAUSE THERE WERE SOME LEGS WALKING AROUND BY THEMSELVES!

Epel: I was surprised too… Hey, Ortho-kun. Can you explain what just happened?

Ortho: Yes, of course. Tomorrow, we will be performing an illusion that will make the Fairy Queen disappear.

Ortho: And just now, I activated the program assuming that the queen would be wearing the color red.

Ortho: That is why his top half with the red shirt was able to blend into the background, but…

Ortho: But all the other colors, like the black portions of the sportswear, didn't really work well with Ace-san's movements…

Sebek: How bizarre…! But if left like this, the whole venue will be in pandemonium!

Ortho: Yep. That's why I want the program to instantly adapt to whatever color or material the dress is made out of.

Sebek: …I see. So that is the reason why you had us collect a plethora of different colored clothes.

Ortho: I'm glad you're able to understand quickly.

Ortho: So, that's why I was hoping I'd be able to enlist all your help with the preliminary testing and any remedial tasks. Can I ask that of you all?

1: Of course! 2: We'll definitely succeed!

Deuce/Ace/Epel: YEAH!

Ortho: Hmm… In order for it to look completely transparent, I think I want to decrease the latency of the projected image a little more...

Ortho: Ace-san, can you try walking at a speed of 2.78 kilometers per hour this time?

Ace: I don't understand when you say "per hour" like that! You want me to go faster? Or slower?

Ace: But anyway, how about we take a break soon? I'm so tired from changing my clothes and moving around so much…

Jack: I agree. My eyes are hurting from staring at the monitor for so long…

1: Grim got bored and went to sleep already. 2: I'm kind of zoning out…

Ortho: We can't take a break like this! The show is tomorrow…

Ace: Hmmm, yeah, but…

???: Excuse me. May I have a moment?

Part 1 (Part 2) (Part 3)

Requested by @girl-in-the-tower and @rotattooill.

[poprock-the-baker]

Daddy's Work Trip

(My First Ever TF Story I Made, Enjoy!)

-[The Past Week]-

My dad had been ordered on a business trip, he was to be going off across the states for a good solid week. Now normally that wouldn't be a problem at all, normally I say. But he just so happened to ground me earlier this week had taken all my electronics other than my phone. So before he leaves on his trip I need to find them so he can't hide them before I can get them safe. Today I just so happen to have the chance to go and search.

-[Present Day]-

"Now don't you think about finding your stuff James. I will return it all to you and get you something else if you don't try to pull one over on me. I need to go get another suitcase at the store before my flight. So I will see you when I get home to say goodbye before my flight out." My dad said before he kissed my forehead and turned to the door. "Don't be mad. You were the one who decided to break coffee pots with your fucking stupid soft drinks. See you soon Jamey." He reached for the door and proceeded to walk out and headed to the store.

About ten minutes when by and I felt it was a good amount of time by then. "Ok so he should be gone for now. Now let's check around his took for my laptop. He will just easily think he misplaced it when he gets home. So lets check his suitcase first. He might take it with him on his trip to keep it out of my reach the entire time." Proceeding to his room I looked around for his casually vibrant pink suitcase. You could guess he was either a very feminine man, or he was gay. Him being the latter. He came out to me about 8 years ago when I was 11. So I have known his sexuality for a while, doesn't bother me though. I pull his suitcase onto his bed and zipped it open. "Ok dad. Lets see what you are taking on your trip." Looking inside I couldn't really see anything other than his clothes. "Please don't tell me I betrayed his trust for nothing." As I say that I move the clothes over and see my computer. "I KNEW HE WAS GOING TO TAKE IT WITH HIM! Well, don't mind me while I just take my property." I reach inside and go to grab my computer. As I do I brush my hand against something sharp and get pricked a little deeply. "Well shit! That hurts. But it isn't like i got blood on anything. He won't be able to know. I just-" I start to feel lightheaded. "I just need to… To… To rest…" My body gets extremely heavy and starts to burn and soon they all end and I pass out.

-[2 hours later]-

"H-Huh… What happened?" I try to go rub my eyes as I opened them but I realized I couldn't move my arms, and not just that. I soon realized my entire body was paralyzed. As I started to panic I could hear a car pull up. "Shit! What do I do?! I guess I just need to tell him I'm sorry and get his help." I waited in my dad's room for about ten minutes before I started to worry. But they are soon brushed over as my dad stepped into his room. "Oh thank god. Dad! Something happened! I can't see to move, can you call the hospital?" Nothing. "Dad? Why aren't you answering me?" No answer. "Dad?" I don't understand whats going on. Not until he gets closer to the bed, and he keeps getting larger. "Where did that damn boy go, cause it looks like he tried to get his computer Cyrus.." He wasn't talking to me, but he turned and I saw her had his ear piece in and was on the phone. "Yeah I know I was just a bit hard. But he can't just decide he has the right to break everything and leave it for me to pay for." Is he still upset? Why can't he notice me! "Do I see the piece you sent for me to buy? Yeah I'm looking right at it babe. Are you sure its ok to if I wear it? It looks very beautiful and I don't want it to get saliva on it. And before you say it, yes I know a tongue piercing is supposed to get saliva on it but you know I collect some and just dont wear them." As he spoke I got worried. He was speaking of a gift he bought as he looked at me. What is going on. "Ok fine I'll wear it babe. Thanks for getting me the piercings babe. I love you." He hangs up the phone and then gets on his knees and looks at me. "You are one lucky piece of jewelry little guy. I'm positive James would have stolen you if he found you. But now you get to come along with me for my trip. And get to see the inside of my mouth as well!" "Dad? What are you doing. What do you mean jewelry! It's me! James! Why can't you see me! I'm your son not jewelry." I said to him. But nothing seemed to register for him. It was like… I wasn't me. And soon I realized what was happening. Jewelry? Tongue piercing? Not noticing me? I couldn't believe it and didn't want to. But soon my dad grabbed me and took me into his mouth, and having taken out his old piercing, he put me in. I started to panic and soon, even though I seemingly had no brain anymore, my anxiety kicked in and, having an anxiety attack, I passed out. Days passed without me waking. By that time my dad was already out of our state.

-[3 Days Later]-

I hadn't figured out where James went before I left for my trip and I hadn't gotten a call or message from him either. I was now in Portland, Oregon. My business meeting was taking place later today but I was currently eating at a cafe and waiting for my boyfriend to meet me here. I finally see him and wave him in. "Hey Cyrus! I'm glad to see you again." I got in and take a hug before I kiss him and slip my tongue inside his mouth and letting our tongues play for a second before I go back and sit down and drink my coffee.

I wake up to a harsh and assaulting situation. I was in a dark place and there was no light coming in at all. It felt really damp and humid. And something kept on hitting me under and over me. Soon, I figure out where I was. My father still hasn't noticed I was his tongue piercing. What just happened was that I had taken a part in my dad's makeup session. I feel like it can only get worse from here.

Cyrus comes and sits next to me and I kiss his cheek softly. "So you are gonna meet me again tomorrow after my business duty is over right? Its gonna be the last day I'm here so I thought we could enjoy our special time together doing some special things. What do you think?" He seems to be thinking it over and I soon know he is just playing with me. "Of course babe! I got a new place as well and we can bust it in when you stay before your flight home." I lean in for another kiss and decide to whisper in his ear. "how about we feel you up and suck your off big boy? Let's let this new piercing get broken in as well, not just the bed~" I bite his ear playfully before he speaks. "I actually have a gift for you to have once we get to my place. So just you wait and you'll be having tons of fun! I got to jet now though. See you at my place tomorrow?" I accept and wave him off before finishing my coffee and heading to my business conference.

Over the course of the next hours I am assaulted his hot beverages that burn my skin, cold water that chills by metal bones, gritty food that hits my head, and so much more. I am just excited for this trip to be over. Hopefully my dad will find a way to get me back to normal. Surely he can figure out I'm in his mouth. The final test approached as he drove into a driveway though. His boyfriend greets him and he locks the car and proceeds inside.

Enjoy in the drive I finally get the embrace of my boyfriend and we head inside. "So what is this gift you have for me babe? I already have this piercing." He looks over at the table and I soon proceed to as well. It is another tongue piercing. But it is a special one. The exact one I lost the first tike I met him. "Took me a while but I figure out where it was. Someone turned it in a bit ago after finding out it wasn't worth much of anything. I cleaned and disinfected it for you. So now that old one you are wearing now can just be tossed out. Cause this one is more important than any." For a second his smile seemed to be hiding something sinister it seemed but I brushed it off. "Babe… I'll put it in right now!" "NO DON'T! I meannn… Um lets still break that one in while you can. I'm sure you won't take this one out for a while. So lets start getting dirty. Starting with this." He soon proceeds to undress, my predator instincts kick in and I tackle him and start our session of intercourse.

I didn't like any of this. Was I going to be thrown away? Disposed cause of a new old sentimental relic? But most importantly, what is cyrus doing. I don't have a lot of time to think before my father starts to tongue at Cryus' asshole getting in and feeling all around. I can still somehow smell and I can only describe it as revolting. The smell was so bad and the experience only got worse. "Get ready big boy, someone is gonna get some rod suction." Then my dad proceeded to give Cyrus a lot and agonizing blowjob that lasted for longer than thirty minutes. It was so painful. His hot and throbbing shaft kept rubbing into my bulbs as he kept on pumping my dad's face over and over again until finally. *Release* "Be a good boy. Take all of daddy's seed. Swallow it all. Not one drop left." My dad did just that. He swallowed every single bit of Cyrus' semen. Afterwards they cooled down but stay naked. "You wanna try the old piercing on babe? See if it fits?" "I'd love to. You want to hold this one?" "Dad. Dad no. Dad don't take me out! No please don't! Dad!" The plees go unheard as I'm undone and placed into Cyrus' hand. "You mind if I wear it from now on? My old one just broke and I could use a good and new one. I would really like it if I could use this one." Say no. Please dad say- "Sure! As long as you take good care of it I don't mind. Its not like I'll need it back anything soon. So just have it." No… Please… "Good! I'll put it in right now!" Cyrus takes me undone into his mouth and secures me into his tongue as he sticks it out. "Like it? It feels so good." "You know I do. If James was here he would have a hoot. He is in love with piercings and he would want that one so badly." "Don't worry Malcom I'm sure he knows it very well. Don't worry." The smile I see him produce chills my very core. "Hahaha. Yeah he probably already has it. Well I'll be heading to the airport. I'll text you when I'm home. You get some sleep ok?" "I will. I'll enjoy this gift from you. Something tells me it will be just perfect. And I have a feeling it won't ever break." What…

After exchanging the piercings I kiss Cyrus goodbye and head to my car and start driving away. Still nothing from James. I'll have a talk with him when I get home. Until then its me time.

I see my dad's car leave from the view of cyrus' mouth. His next words chill me even more. "Your dad sure is hot isn't he right?" Did he just talk to me? "If you are wondering, yes. I was the one who did this to you. I'm what they call, a channelist. I have the ability to change anyone I seem unworthy into objects for as long as I need. Now you have a choice. Well two." I don't pay attention to him as I'm processing all that has just been said. If I cry I would. But I can't seem to feel anything other than Chris' hot and humid breath passing by me. "I can tell you aren't listening. I give up on trying to help you. I will make you become so close that you wont ever be able to get away from your father." He proceeded to call and ask my dad back over so he can give him one final gift and do it one more time. The answer my dad gives us clear. "Yes."

I had dumbly forgotten my flight was tomorrow and was about to just wait the night out alone when Cyrus called. He invited me back and I immediately accepted. I rushed back to his house and opened the door. I saw him sitting in a spinning chair as he spun to face me and I saw him holding a small crystal human figure. "What's that babe?" "I thought we could have a final go at our experiment from long ago. Remember your cock vore days? Well I had been saving this little guy for such a day. So what would you think about sending this little dude down yous shaft to be trapped inside your sentence tank forever?" "Oh hell yes."

The motions were going so fast. I couldn't believe what was happening. My dad walked into the room and the conversation was going good until they noticed me. Then cyrus said they should put me inside his cock. The closer my dad got the more terrified I became. Slowly he undid his belt them his shorts and finally lost the underwear. He went and grabbed me and held me in front of his face. "I feel bad for you little guy. Only now getting to see a real man. But don't worry, I'll keep you with me all the time till I die. You'll be a good company for my semen. Just you wait. I cant wait for this pleasure to come, so I am gladly going to enjoy using you." His words didn't show a sign of concern. Cyrus was giggling as he later back and watched. My dad stuck me in his mouth and slowly coated me in saliva before spitting me out and grasping his erect and lethally large cock. "Down the hatch fucker." He showed no sign of compassion. He was a harsh and cruel ruler as he lowered me into his slit and I cried out to no avail. He slowly worked me down as he kept me traveling closer and closer to the end before. *plop* I fall into his sentence chamber and I hear his moans loudly. "Best gift ever babe."

Cyrus never told my dad about me. And after he got home he never found me. I was declared missing and search parties started and ended. Days turned to weeks which turned to months then years. My dad and Cyrus got married and all the time I never despise inside his semen, I was there since that day and I was part of everything. From the beginning I never should have been ungrateful. Cause I would still be a son instead of a cock toy. But there isn't a way to save myself now. This is my life now. As my dad's work trip toy.

-[END]-

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[jafndaegur]

I’M BACK FINALLY AND I BRINGING A SELF SHIP ASK!!!! I hope you enjoy ♥️ What would Jumin think the first time he walks in to find you wearing his clothes??

It's been a while hasn't it, Lea??? but I had an idea for this one since I wear my Jumin shirt whenever I have a senior leader meeting 😂😂

Enjoy!

I stand in front of the mirror, fixing the way the oversized button-down falls along me. It doesn't fit quite right in multiple ways. The binder I wear, while it works for the most part, leaves an awkward bump of my chest. Not to mention the sleeves and the hem run long, looking more like a dress too big than a fitted dress shirt.

But I suck in my breath and steel myself. The only reason I'm doing this is because I have a very important meeting tomorrow and want to feel prepared. I'm not usually in meetings with higher-ups since I handle mostly grunt work. But it's been an assignment passed to me to start attending leadership meetings.

Jumin is thrilled to hear I am climbing the ladder at my company. I myself am not quite as excited. So in order to hype myself up, I had decided to try and look like the best business man I know.

And sure, maybe it was all a ploy to finally be able to wear Jumin's clothes—god knows he won't let me wear them on my own. "Darling, you don't need to borrow my clothes. Here, we will go shopping immediately for the matching set." Is what he'd say anytime I'd try to steal his wardrobe. So once I knew a day he'd have a long evening at the office, I finally got to test things out.

And even if I think I look silly in the mirror, I knew I'd feel more confident in myself.

So with a deep breath, I push back my bangs and fold the long sleeves neatly to my elbows. "Ah, I'm sorry I kept you waiting. Assistant Kang and I were clarifying another issue with the training and development teams. Are we ready to proceed?"

I wait a beat as if expecting a reply before scowling into the mirror. "What's that? You're assuring me the product will be ready? Is not the purpose of this meeting particularly for garnering the specifics on how to make our content as ready as possible? Unless you are lying, then this is a waste of my hour."

Another pause.

"A well-intended lie is a lie nonetheless. However I appreciate your honesty in fessing up. Now, what's the damage?"

"A month of setback with no development?"

"Didn't I extend your date to give rollout a good chance?"

"What do you mean you didn't think you'd need it? I—"

"Jaf?" It is a bemused voice that chimes from the doorway as Jumin leans against the doorframe.

I squeak and turn around quickly. "—I didn't expect you home so early."

His smile shows off the dimples in his cheeks and he tilts his head curiously. "Method acting is not something I'd expect from you."

My face burns.

He sits down on the edge of our bed and gestures to the closet. "However you won't win over your leaders with just my shirt. In the closet on the left hand side. You'll find a navy pinstripe pant suit—grab that, the periwinkle tie, and the off-grey belt."

"The periwinkle tie?" I cover my mouth trying not to snort.

Jumin nods. "Trust me."

"And I can wear all of it? No take-backsies?"

"Before I change my mind," he laughs and shoos me off.

I know his closet like the back of my hand, it's called reconnaissance I swear, and collect what he's guided me through. Everything is big, too long, and yet somehow almost barely capable of fitting me. But I'm still able to change into everything and make my way back to the bedroom.

Jumin's eyes light up and shimmer when I return and he's already appraising me with a good look.

"Welcome back to the meeting, Mr. Han," he greets.

I take a look in the mirror and push back my hair again—trying to make a serious face to mimic Jumin’s normally stern business aura. Instead I make myself burst into giggles.

"You pull this off way better than me," I admit.

"Well, it doesn't help that everything is a solid foot too long," he chuckles, looking at the jacket and then the rolled-up pants. "Regardless you make a rather flattering me, Jaf. I'm impressed. I wouldn't trust just anyone to be my doppelganger."

"Don't over do it," I give him a gentle push of the shoulder.

Suddenly in a falsetto, he says. "Well since I'm here in this meeting too, why don't you explain your thoughts in depth?"

I give him a confused look.

"Darling it's me," he eggs on with a voice crack, "Your lovely wife Jaf."

I can't make out another word before I burst out into a joyous fit, collapsing on the bed beside him. He smiles down at me and runs his long fingers through my hair. It's difficult to do, but I manage to glance up at him through oily laughter tears.

"Regardless of if you decide to be Jaf or Jumin for your meeting tomorrow," he gives a smug quirk of his lips. "Let it be known that I make the better Jaf."

In false outrage I toss a pillow at his head, resulting in him falling back and joining me in laughter on the bed.

[itsmeanyango]

THE SUN IN VIRGO IN THE HOUSES(SUN TRANSIT IN THE HOUSES)

So incase you guys don't know, the sun is malefic and that's what we are going to talk about on the last day of Leo season which is Sunday and the Sun is Leos ruling planet.

Virgo season starts tomorrow and this is what you need to know.

Virgo is a dual sign, the M and the fish at the tail. To me, it means Mother (the M) and child(the fish). Virgo represents facts and order. The Sun is how you see yourself. Most of the things I mention below are going to be your own doing.

If this does not resonate with you its okay, this is a general interpretation which has not taken into consideration every single persons birth chart. But these are the themes you are bound to meet.

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The first house is the house of first impressions. Virgo in the first house means you come off as very orderly and well put together. The Sun transiting Virgo first house means people may see you as the person with facts and very organized during Virgo season(when the sun is in Virgo). The sun will be highlighting you in peoples eyes. You may feel like everyone has got their eyes on you, they probably do because you are acting jittery. If you make a mistake, everyone will know(or in your head you will convince yourself that everyone knows). If you do something good even if you are unaware of it, it wont go unnoticed. You may feel heavily scrutinized by the public or be in a place where everyone is checking your work ethic. Peoples expectations of you may feel like your hand is in fire but you can't remove it.

The second house is the house of your money and survival needs. The sun transiting Virgo in the second house may mean if you are not organized then all your sources of income or survival will be burnt and you will have nothing left. Always save up and in different accounts! I bet people who had this transit before the pandemic began found themselves spending a lot of money or losing money. They may have also had a boost but failed to save so when the pandemic was made official in the news, they were struggling!

The third house is the house of communication. The Sun transiting third house Virgo means your communication may be taken the wrong way. Virgo is ruled by Mercury, Mercury rules communication and is in this house. Virgo as mentioned is a dual sign! What you intend to say may not be received but instead the opposite will. Be very very clear in communication, do not use ambiguity and do not leave room for guesswork! We are in a very digital age! If you are not clear with your communication get what will happen to you online? Your image will be tarnished, burned!

The fourth house is the house of roots, it also represents home. Everyone has their own definition of home. Sun transiting Virgo in the fourth house means you need to be careful making a home purchase if you have this transit as you may get scammed! You may also fail to follow all the procedures for the purchase. You may still buy the home but fail to notice certain things and now your dream of owning a beautiful home is burned! You may also burn very important bridges or have important bridges burnt that are related to your roots due to the discovery of certain factual information. This house is ruled by Cancer(a water sign), so you better check the drainage and water supply in the area you want to purchase a house/home in. Also find out the rains in the area because they might just sweep your house away. You may want to avoid having a house in a valley or near a water body.

The fifth house is the house of romance, love affairs, fertility and self expression. The Sun transiting Virgo in the fifth house means that you may find yourself nitpicking on matters related to this house. You may be doing everything robotically or 'scientifically'. You may act like you have OCD when it comes to dealing with the matters of this house. Rest, don't be so calculative.

The sixth house is the house of health, fitness and organization(order). This is Virgos house. The Sun transiting a Virgo sixth house means that your schedules will be on fire. You may put too much on your plate or insist that you must change your whole life in this month because you want to become a better you. You want to rush the process. So you enroll yourself into gym, you create a packed daily schedule that you force yourself to follow from morning till bed time, you change your diet or suddenly change your routines. Burnout will catch up with you and you may end up spiraling backward. Unless you have an intercepted house, Virgo sixth house means you have a Libra seventh house. If we look at it the Sun transit way, you won't be able to regain balance. You may start overcompensating. However, you probably have another planet in your seventh house which may be beneficial to you. Take things one step at a time.

The seventh house is the house of Relationships and contracts. All types of relationships and not just romantic. The Sun transiting a Virgo 7th house means you need to be very careful of the contracts you sign and relationships you get into because they have the potential to burn you or you them. Use facts and not assumptions or first impressions that look good. First impressions of the matters in this house may be very attractive like gold they end up blinding you.

The eighth house is the house of merging. Anything that is joint is here. Joint is also shared. So whatever you have joint ownership, CUSTODY or partnership of is under highlight over here. The Sun transiting Virgo eighth house may mean: Please keep your legal documents very safe away from fire and water! If you have any critical information as a softcopy, back it up and back it up and back it up more! Keep records!!!!! These records will save you when you are about to be drowned(the 8th house is a water house) in boiling(Sun) water! Triple check your documents, do not let just anyone see them because you never know who wants to get you. The most innocent of souls could be the one to get you! Like your child may accidentally spoil your computer/phone/USB stick/external storage. Be careful around water. Keep your hardcopy documents in waterproof packaging.

The ninth house is the house of travel, higher learning, ethics, and critical/fast thinking. The sun transit ninth house Virgo means you need to have the right documents on matters related to this house. If you have many or any assignments to submit at school, do them very well. No plagiarism at all, this assignments can either break or make your life during this transit. Double check your travel documents especially your covid tests and certificates. Ensure you have carried them when travelling. If you are applying to schools(University mostly), please please check the percentage of OPEN SOURCES THE SCHOOL OFFERS otherwise when doing your thesis you will have a very very difficult time. If possible, visit the school environment and see if it is worth it, some school environments are tough especially for students who will be looking for housing near school. Research on the countries you want to visit, please stop going to countries where minorities are suffering because of tourists due to increase spread of the virus and pollution. Be kind. Find out if your ethics are really ethical, you may be very oppressive with your ethics.

The tenth house also called Medium Coeli(MC) or Midheaven, is the house of career, long term goals, structure, experts and father. The Sun transiting Virgo tenth house means someone may be excited to become a dad. Someone might be looking into paternity because they either feel skeptical that the child they are raising is not theirs or their father is not their biological dad as they have been made to believe. I like saying that the tenth house is what they mean by 'things that have been put together in heaven, no man can put asunder', so do not force things or interfere with things in this house. Just do your part and leave the rest otherwise you will be wasting your time and energy. During this transit you may feel like everything is falling into place but you may need to think twice. Virgo is facts and order, do you really have the facts or you think you do and you are just going with it? You may be thinking that things are meant to be, everything may be looking real good right now or real harsh right now when they aren't. Go back to the drawing board and check that your facts are not twisted.

The eleventh house is the house of groups, friends, humanitarianism, technology and the future. The Sun transiting Virgo eleventh house may mean your social circles and activities need vetting. Do you really know these people or do you think you know them? For some, you may not even need to do the evaluation because things will happen in your life that shows you who these people really are. You will need to be very specific about any pieces of technology you buy during this transit, research on it. Then go to reputational shops to buy and not just anywhere that claims to sell. CHECK AND KEEP THE WARANTY. Scan and print receipts because they fade, scan and print the warranty too. Keep soft copies of the warranty and receipts. Take a video of you unboxing the technology so you can catch any damages on camera and return it with proof that it was not your mishandling(this is if the business delivered it to you otherwise they can say you damaged it while transporting it). Check that your anti virus(not those free ones, they are fake. Buy a legit anti virus) is up to date and you do not have any security threats. If you love yourself, please stop clicking ads, stop allowing people to plug anything into your PC, TURN OFF BLUETOOTH DISCOVERABILITY, stop using public WIFI and please close all tabs and running apps when on zoom (or any other such platform)because when you share screen you may not know that your information is out for everyone to see-some of which may be very sensitive-. How humanitarian are you? And do you do things humanitarian in a human way or analytical way just because its what needs/has to be done? You may need to significantly drop the statistics and analytical things when dealing with people face to face. What is your plan for the future? Revisit it and make the necessary changes. If you have none, start writing down one.

The twelfth house is the house of endings, spirituality, dreams and the subconscious. The Sun transit Virgo twelfth house may mean that you need to have detailed end of life plans, pay for them now or start saving up for them now. It doesn't matter if you are just 18, start. What do you need to let go of? Your sick relative who is willing to go but waiting for you to let go of them? A friendship? A job? A house? Unhealthy eating habits? Unhealthy coping mechanisms? Several things you are hoarding? Write down things that need letting go of then start letting go of them bit by bit this month. Have you been doing things subconsciously? Start recording them, you may need to see something. Like a pattern which may be as a result of trauma or your instincts getting stronger or something else. You may need to stop looking at spirituality like a science experiment. You may not find the facts you are looking for but it does not mean people who are spiritual are lost. You may however, find that some things just do not make sense because they conflict each other. Someone may be starting to learn something spiritual. Your dreams, write the down even if they do not make sense.

These are the messages I am able to channel, I have been writing for over an hour. It is 20.22(which is cumulative numerology 6 and Virgo is the 6th Zodiac sign) EAT right now. I have written this through two Horas! I hope this helped.

[oligbia]

Rat

Chapter 3

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The first week of classes at UA went by with ease. Hero training was intense, a current focus on strength building right now, but Mr.Aizawa was already speaking about a future plan to start working on quirk development and teamwork.  The academic classes quickly started to pick up in lessons, tests and deadlines already approaching. You found the material pretty mundane, topics you had studied before. However, like she had promised, Hado did frequently need help. 

She asked for help during Friday afternoons, a way to review the week’s materials. The two of you were seated in your living room, the Musutafu heat still brutal. Hado was sprawled out on your floor, acting as if she was about to melt. Beads of sweat formed along your hairline, you peered over your books to look at Hado. 

“Hado, it really isn’t that warm. You need to do this work before it gets late.”

Hado groaned, rolling from her back to her stomach, resting her head on her hands. “C’mon L/N!” We should at least take a break! You can’t work in this heat!”

You rolled your eyes. You had to admit to yourself, a break did sound sort of nice. “Fine, but after that we need to do things. We have a math test on Monday.” 

You hopped up, getting a few popsicles from the freezer. You brought them back, offering her a cherry one. She humed contently, taking the popciple into her mouth, licking at it. You enjoyed your own, giving into the heat. 

“We’ll start doing team ups in training soon, and I was thinking about it.” Hado’s voice was casual. She still managed to take you by surprise every time she brought up hero training. She never seemed like the kind to be thinking that far ahead. 

“What about?”

“Well, as great as you are, you're not good for combat like Amajiki or I would be.”  

You tried to hold back your displeasure. You were aware you didn’t have a conventional quirk for being a hero. You couldn’t really teach all the rats in the world combat, and rats are only so deadly. Hand to Hand combat wasn’t something you were particularly keen with, so that was out of the question. You were going to fall behind soon if you didn’t figure it out. You knew you wouldn't be a combat hero, you were best off being a rescue and recovery hero, but you still had to pull ahead in class somehow. 

“But, I think you could play an3 important role in our teams!” 

Your eyes locked with Hado’s as she bit off the end of her popsicle. You gave her a look that tried to convey you wanted to hear more. She looked at you, whispering a small ‘oh!’.

“See, Amajiki is really good at close combat. And I’m good at far away combat. But, if we are both busy, we can’t see what's happening around us. Because if we want to fight off villains while also rescuing, we need a third person, and that's you, L/N-chan!” 

You blinked, following her. She was smarter than she would ever let on, once you get over the fact she struggles with math. “Are you suggesting that I would play some kind of control center type role?”

Hado nodded, “Mhm! You are like, the one keeping us safe, while also doing the rescuing to let us focus more on the fighting! Then, if it gets bad, you can come in like backup!” She threw a handful of fake punches, pretending like she was fighting some invisible villain, eventually falling to play dead. She whispered through her pretend dead act, “See, this is when you come to rescue me.”

A small smile grew on your face, finding her amusing. You didn’t know many heroes who worked in a support hero role. Thinking on it, you suppose a hero like Mr.Aizawa or 13 are the closest you could think of. The idea wasn’t undesirable, it was probably better for you. 

“If you wanted to try it out, I think that Amajiki and his friend, Toagta, are going to go train tomorrow morning. We could always join them.” 

You shrugged. “Maybe, we need to do this week’s academics first. You can't be a hero if you flunk out of first year.” 

***

No human should ever willingly wake up before the sun is up. But, there Hado was, throwing tiny pebbles at your window at the crack of dawn. You had learned a few things about Hado in the week you’ve known her: She was incredibly stubborn, She was extremely kind, She was smarter than she let on, She was never going to understand the quadratic equation, And she was never tired.

You threw the covers off you, opening the window. The summer air was cooler now, waking you up by sending a chill up your spine. You yelled down at her as quietly as you could. “Hado! What the hell are you doing?”

“L/N, are you not a morning person?” She pouted, not appreciating her harsh language. 

“It’s…” You looked at your alarm clock, horrified, “It’s 4AM Hado! What do you want?” 

“Training with the boys, silly! C’mon, the train leaves in, like, 20 minutes!” 

You rolled your eyes. You were already awake, might as well go. You threw on some hero tee shirt and shorts, pulling a zip-up jacket over your shoulders. You ran down the stairs, leaving a note for your grandad, and left the house. 

Hado waited at the door, rolling between the balls of her feet and her heels. “C’mon slow poke! We’re going to be late!” 

Nejre linked elbows with you, pulling you alongside her. The two of you sprinted to the pretty much empty train, hopping on right before it rook off. The two of you stood together, holding into the upper rail. Hado smiled, watching the land and city pass by through the window. 

You hadn’t done any training with someone, or really much training at all. You had done some stamina training and a little muscle work, but when it came to the entrance exam, no one was really sure what to expect, so you didn't have much of an idea for what training to do beforehand. You knew that one on one training with Hado and Amajiki was maybe possible- you weren't sure either of them had any idea how to do hand to hand combat either.

The train stopped at your platform, Hado flashing you her sweet smile before walking out. You followed behind her, like a baby duck following its mother. The two of you made your way to the beach, the morning sun slowly rising from the sky. 

“I’m not really sure what to expect, honestly. I think Amajiki said his friend had a really powerful quirk though.” 

You nodded, remembering Amajiki’s friend. He was the blond who frequently could be caught frequently staring at you unapologetically. You kinda remember his dark blue eyes, they were always somewhat inviting and equally unsettling. 

The two of you finally approached the beach, Amajiki’s figure able to be made out in the morning’s shadow. Hado ran before you, messing with Amajiki’s hair when she reached him, thanking him for inviting you both. You gave him a small wave, which he returned with a small nod. 

“Mirio is over there, he was stuck in something. He is probably fine now.” 

“Stuck?” you asked, confused about what someone could get stuck in at the beach at close to 5 AM. 

“His quirk- sometimes he gets a little stuck in objects.” 

Hado giggled, “C’mon sillies! Let’s go!” She locked grabbed both of your wrists, both of you being drug behind her as she wandered into the beach.

Hado and you ended up seperating from the other two, Hado walking you through how to use your upper arm as a defense from someone else’s punch. You weren’t bad at the blocking part, it was the anticipating and timing that kept throwing you off. The two of you were just taking turns at throwing fake punches at the other, quickly getting into a rhythm. 

“Do you know what you want your hero name to be? We get to pick those soon.” Hado threw a jab your way, your arm barely making it up intime to shield your face. 

You shook your head, throwing one back at her. “Not really-”

Hado shrugged as she flawlessly defended herself. She was defending herself easily but her jabs felt weaker in comparison to yours. She threw a jab at you, your arm not reaching her in time, her weak blow landing in your shoulder. 

You looked at her defeated. She moved her shoulder in circles. “L/N, you need to teach me how you throw punches. Mine are weak.”

You tossed your jacket aside. “Well, with a quirk like yours you really don't need to be able to throw punches. You have a distance advantage.” 

Hado beamed, “You remembered!” 

You shrugged, “It was a solid plan, Hado. I remember good ideas.” 

The two of you heard a large bang in the distance. Amajiki looked like he had somehow turned his arms into long strands of seaweed, trapping Togata. Except-

“Is he naked?” Hado said it before you could. Togata was most definitely naked, and he was waving at the two of you from a small confinement of seaweed that definitely did not hide more than you wanted to see. 

Hado broke into a fit of laughter as your face turned bright red. You had never talked to Togata, but you had somehow already seen him naked. 

Hado pulled you behind her as she ran to the boys. 

“Amajiki, you can turn into more than just animals?!” 

Your face was still burning red as you avoided the glances Togata was most definitely sending your way. His voice was chipper as He broke himself free from Tamaki’s comfinments. “His quirk lets him manifest to living things- plants are technically living.”

“Could he turn into a person then, like if he ate their blood or flesh or something?” Hado poked at Amajiki’s seaweed arm that was still attempting to cover Togata’s privates. 

Amajiki looked at Hado with panicked eyes and babbled about anxiously, “Why would I ever eat a human-”

Toagata pulled a pair of pants on, “Sorry about that ladies, it's hard to control my pants when I use my quirk!” 

Hado smiled innocently, somehow unphased by the very naked boy infront of her. “It's alright! My name is Nejire Hado, and this is my friend Y/N L/N! She’s a little anti-social, so you won't hear much from her.” 

You looked at the ground, mumbling. “I’m not anti-social, just uninterested in conversation right now.” 

Togata fastened the belt on his pants, “Oh well that's too bad! I’ll just have to talk to you another time!” 

You let out a “mhm” trying to be polite, but it was hard when you had just seen this kid naked. Hado didn’t seem to pick up on your discomfort. “Togata, you’ll have to ask L/N about her quirk sometime, it's really cool! Oh! And she can tell you about hero equipment! She knows all about it.” 

You rolled your eyes, “I don’t know all about it, just basic stuff. I’m able to read, I'm not a support student.” 

Togata smiled warmly, “That's still more than me. I’ve never been a good student,  that's why I wasn’t able to get into 1-A!” 

You blinked. How was he so upbeat while literally calling himself dumb?

“Well, me and L/N need to go finish up our training! We’ll see you boys later.” Hado sang the end of her statement, waving the two a goodbye. Tamaki nodded and Mirio waved frantically as the two of you wandered off to finish some training. 

When you were gone, Mirio turned to Amajiki. “Tamaki, what is L/N’s quirk?” 

“Something with rats. She’s able to control them somehow. I’ve really only ever seen her use it a few times.” 

Mirio’s smile grew into a small frown, a finger scratching his chin as he watched you and Hado throw some more punches around. 

“That seems like a neat quirk, why wouldn’t she want to develop it.”

Amajiki smiled, almost laughing. He placed a gentle hand on Mirio’s shoulder, smiling at the blond. “Not all of us are praised for our quirks, Mirio. She may still need to come around to it.”

Mirio nodded, looking at the violet haired boy. “Huh. Alright.” Mirio watched a little longer as you nailed Hado in the shoulder, frantically apologizing. He smiled softly, something about you undeniably drawing him in. “Let’s go mess around more, Tamaki. I bet if you ate some crab you could make little pinchers!”