#and support is nice as well I'm just trying to like. manage each day honestly.

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A Gentleman Boyfriend (Part 1)

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors.

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On a beautiful day, just before opening the sliding doors of the reception room, Kicho quickly checked my appearance.

Kicho: “Your hairpin is slightly crooked.”

Mai: “Sorry.”

His hand reached out and skillfully fixed my hair.

Kicho: “Stand up straight. You don’t need to look anxious. You can handle this.”

Mai: “Okay.”

At that moment, I was nervous. The reason was that the customer waiting in the reception room wasn’t here to negotiate with Kicho, but with me.

The matter began a few days earlier, when he returned from a business meeting and approached me.

------------Flashback-----------

Kicho: “Mai, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you.”

Mai: “Yes, what is it?”

Kicho: “A foreign merchant we’re currently doing business with has asked if you can design dresses for women.”

Mai: “Huh? Me? But why?”

Kicho: “Apparently, he liked the dress you wore at the previous party.”

(Maybe he’s talking about the kimono-style dress I made a while ago.)

Kicho: “He said there’s nothing like it in any other country, and he believes it could sell worldwide.”

Mai: “I see. Dresses made from kimono fabric are indeed unique.”

Mai: “And since the technique is modern, it might look special to people in this era.”

Kicho: “No, it’s not just that.”

Mai: “Huh?”

Kicho: “Your creations have the power to move people’s hearts.”

Kicho: “It’s natural for him to be attracted to its beauty and want to promote it.”

(So he thought of it that way.)

Kicho's gaze as he looked at me was earnest, and that alone warmed my heart.

Mai: "Thank you. But can I really do this?"

Mai: "I still don't know what I should make, and if, by any chance, I disappoint your business partner and it affects your work..."

Kicho: "Don't worry about me. We'll work out the details of the job as we go along. But first, it's important to consider your own feelings."

Mai: "My feelings?"

Kicho: "Yeah. Think about whether you want to do it or not. That's all you need to think about."

(Well, in that case...)

Mai: "I want to give it a try."

When I honestly expressed my thoughts, his expression softened.

Kicho: "Then give it a try. I'll support you."

Mai: "Yes! Thank you very much."

(He's amazing.)

(He managed to bring out my true feelings with those words alone.)

I saw him nodding, and my excitement outweighed my anxiety about the job.

---------Flashback Ends---------

And so, today was the day of the discussion with that foreign merchant.

Kicho would accompany me as an interpreter since his business partner had concerns about his Japanese proficiency.

(What should I do? I'm getting nervous, and my hands are trembling.)

Kicho: "You don't have to worry. I'll be right there with you."

When I turned towards the door separating the reception room and the hallway, he placed his hand on my shoulder.

The warmth of his hand magically eased my nervousness.

Kicho: "Let's go then."

Mai: "Yes!"

(If I'm with Kicho, everything will be alright.)

We nodded to each other and proceeded into the meeting.

Mai: "Excuse us."

I greeted him as I opened the sliding doors, and the foreign merchant, waiting on the sofa, stood up.

Mai: "Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Mai."

Merchant: "Ah, you're the one with the dress! I'm Darren. It's an honor to meet you!"

Mai: "Likewise."

I was almost overwhelmed by his enthusiasm, but Kicho, sensing it, gently pulled my hand closer to him.

Kicho: "Darren, please have a seat. She might feel uncomfortable otherwise."

Darren: "Ah, right. Thank you, Kicho."

After Darren took his seat, Kicho took my hand and guided me to sit on the sofa.

Darren, watching us from across the sofa, opened his mouth in admiration.

Darren: "Kicho is such a gentleman!"

Kicho: "A gentleman?"

He raised an eyebrow, looking slightly puzzled.

Darren: "I was taught to be kind to women in my hometown, but not many can naturally behave as Kicho does."

(I agree. Kicho is such a perfect gentleman in every aspect.)

(Even in modern times, people like him are rare.)

Receiving my admiring gaze, Kicho responded with a somewhat embarrassed smile.

Kicho: "Unfortunately, not every woman receives the same treatment. It's just that my feelings for Mai are reflected in my actions because I love her."

(........)

I couldn't help but blush beside him as he casually spoke these words.

Darren: "Hahaha! Kicho truly loves you from the bottom of his heart!"

Darren: "You two are a perfect match."

Mai: "Um, please stop. It's embarrassing."

The unexpectedly relaxed atmosphere completely dispelled my nervousness.

Kicho: "Let's get down to business. Please tell us more about the dress."

Kicho: "Precise understanding is crucial, so I'll interpret for you from here on."

Darren summarized and organized both parties' arguments and requests in a foreign language.

Kicho: "I see. So, they want a Western-style dress that incorporates the characteristics of Japan."

Kicho: "Japanese culture is garnering attention even in foreign lands. They believe that if done right, this dress could set a trend."

Mai: "That sounds like a very important and challenging job."

Kicho: "What do you think, Mai? What are your thoughts...?"

("Setting a trend" sounds difficult, but it must be a very rewarding job.)

I looked up from my notes, and Kicho directed a concerned look towards me.

Kicho: ".........."

Our eyes met, and he slowly nodded.

(I'll do my best to meet the expectations of Darren, who chose me, and Kicho, who supports me like this!)

Mai: "I accept."

With determination in my heart, I smiled at both of them across the table.

However...

(I can't come up with a single good idea!)

A few days have passed since the discussion with Darren.

I'd walked through the city, searched through books, and done everything I could to find the spark of inspiration, but nothing came to mind.

Feeling frustrated and anxious, I decided to walk in the courtyard of the trading post for a change of scenery.

???: "What's with the gloomy face, princess?"

Mai: "Huh?"

I turned around and saw Motonari.

Motonari: "Are you worrying about something trivial again?"

Mai: "Rude! I don't get bothered by trivial matters."

Motonari: "I wonder about that. I won't ask if it's about lovey-dovey stuff, though."

Motonari shrugged in exasperation.

(Does he think I'm worried about something related to Kicho?)

Mai: "No, it's not about that."

Motonari: "Then what is it? Spit it out."

Mai: "A foreign merchant asked me to design a dress that incorporates Japanese elements, but I have no idea how to make it sell and appeal in foreign markets."

Motonari: "Haah, you're thinking like a merchant even though you're not used to it. That's why you're stuck."

I finally mustered the courage to talk to him, but Motonari just scoffed at me.

Mai: "What do you mean by that?"

Motonari: "Exactly what it sounds like. You're not a merchant, yet you're trying to think like one. That won't get you anywhere, you know?"

Mai: "That's a harsh way to put it!"

Kicho: "Change your perspective."

Mai: "Kicho?"

He emerged from the trading post and looked at both of us.

Kicho: "I believe Motonari is trying to convey something along those lines."

Part 1 ╎ Part 2 ╎ Premium ╎ Epilogue

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 1 – STONY FAVORITES

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: Annie D (scaramouche)

Annie D is a fandom treasure, honestly. Not only is their writing style amazing, but the stories they come up with make me want to just roll around in their brain and soak up the creativity. In a completely chill way, of course.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

The Love Spell

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: G Words: 16,054 Tags: Getting Together, Light-Hearted, Humor

Summary: Tony wakes up in love with Steve. This is an alarming turn of events, because he wasn’t in love with Steve when he fell asleep the night before. That said, it’s sort of nice? To be in love? He’s enjoying it, anyway.

Reasons why I love it: Tony just tears at my heart-strings in this one. Not because the fic is especially angsty or sad, but because he's so goddamn relatable. I love the way Steve is portrayed in this too, how supportive and caring he is. This fic encompasses a lot of the reasons why I love Stony so much. Definitely give this one a read!

Not a Breakup

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 33,531 Tags: Friends With Benefits, Feelings Realization, Miscommunication

Summary: Tony knew it was a bad idea to start sleeping with Steve. It could mess up team dynamics, make things even more awkward between them in the future, or just plain get in the way of their trying to save the world. Tony foresaw all of the above but not the advent of feelings, and at the most inopportune moment.

Reasons why I love it: I really, really love how Annie D manages to make the smut in this incredibly hot, hilarious and sweet, all at the same time. Sleep-deprived Tony is so much fun, and his exhaustion being the catalyst for this whole thing with Steve? Love it. Miscommunication is one of my favorite tropes, and the way it's done in this fic feels very natural. All in all an amazing fic that you don't want to miss!

A Late-Night Snack, and Other Good Ideas

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 12,117 Tags: A/B/O, Heat Cycles, Alpha Steve / Omega Tony

Summary: Steve's heightened senses means that he always knows when Tony's in heat. One night, he finally does something about it.

Reasons why I love it: Their banter in this is just fucking amazing. And I could cut the sexual tension with a knife, which makes it all the more satisfying when it finally implodes. Plus, I'm always a fan of Steve Rogers Is Not A Virgin, so yeah, this ticks a lot of boxes. Definitely give this one a read if you like A/B/O.

Overhaul

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 18,783 Tags: Getting Together, Unrequited to Requited, Character Study

Summary: Steve knows that Tony has feelings for him and, since he doesn’t return those feelings, has been mildly dreading the day that Tony decides to do something about it. When that day finally arrives, Steve discovers that Tony’s wooing strategy isn’t anything at all like he’d expected.

Reasons why I love it: This story gave me so many Tony feels, and then hit me out of nowhere with an equal amount of Steve feels. It's such a fantastic take on their characters, with truly amazing dialogue. If I could take a pen and underline all my favorite parts, every second sentence would be underlined. It's that good. Definitely a must-read!

There's an App for That

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 17,439 Tags: No Powers, Romantic Comedy, Mild Angst with a Happy Ending

Summary: Thanks to the modern gig economy, Steve is the successful owner of a break-up service, i.e. people pay him to break up with their partners for them. One day, he gets the first break-up request for Tony Stark.

Reasons why I love it: The concept for this is honestly so cool. I've never read another fic quite like it, and I don't think anyone could do it better than Annie D does it here. It's fun and light-hearted for the most part, but when it hits deep, it hits hard. I love all of it, the happy getting-to-know-each-other parts as well as the angsty-punch-in-the-gut parts. The way they end up together feels so natural, it's all really well written. Definitely check this one out!

Stuck in a...

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: E Words: 13,005 Tags: A/B/O, Mating Cycles, Alpha Steve / Omega Tony

Summary: Steve gets into a serum-enhanced rut. Tony figures that there’d be a long list of people who’d volunteer to help Steve out, but there’s only one person Steve wants.

Reasons why I love it: Steve almost losing his mind because he wants Tony so much but holding himself back to protect him? Um, yes, please. This fic executes the hormone-riddled alpha trope flawlessly, and the conclusion is hot as hell. Plus, omega Tony is a complete delight. I'd recommend this fic to anyone who likes A/B/O.

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25 & 26!!

THANK YOUUU <3

prompt writing ask game: senseless & how dare (you)

summary: small little meeting conversation between a project manager and his three head researches who just absolutely hate the manager's ideas.

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Aleena twirled her pen in her hand. "Any idea why Samuel invited us to another little meeting?"

Erin shrugged. "Nope, I was kinda dragged here by my assistant. Toby, you've got any idea?"

Tobias raised its head from the table. "Uh, what?" After Erin repeated what they were had said before, it shook its head. "No, and honestly don't care about this whole thing. I asked him if I could take the rest of the day off because of my migraine and he told me to fuck off."

"Well, aren't you having a nice day today," Aleena reached for a water bottle and poured more water into its glass. "Here's some water for emotional support."

Tobias groaned and reached for the glass, holding it in its hand for a moment and then slowly pressed it against own forehead.

"Cheer up, maybe he'll let us go after he complains some more about us not supporting him."

The meeting room's door opened and Samuel walked in, a slightly annoyed expression on his face. He walked inside, closed the door and dusted off his jacket's shoulders.

"I heard some whispers around the office that you three," he glanced at the three head researchers, all three of whom just simply stared at him with confused faces, "have been complaining about some things I have decided on during the meeting. Would you tell me why?"

The researches looked at each other, slightly shrugging.

Samuel sighed. "How about I choose one of you to actually answer my question, then? Dr. Katz, would you like to say what exactly do you want me to do?"

Tobias shifted in its chair, leaning back and crossing its arms. "'Want'? Well, the only thing I actually want right now is to have my wife kiss me senseless just so I can forget all the bullshit you're trying to pull."

Aleena snorted with laughter and Erin covered their mouth to hide their wide smile.

Samuel sighed, again, and said with as neutral face expression as he could, "You think you're funny, huh?"

"I do think so, yes, thanks for asking."

"I don't agree."

Aleena chuckled. "That's your problem."

"Here's some food for thought, Samuel," Erin started, "We don't agree with you, give you our opinion based on our knowledge, and you still go do everything your way. You expect us to be completely fine with that? Hell, you chose us to your project, which means you should probably, I don't know, listen to us?"

"Some of you weren't chosen by me," he glanced at Toby, "And besides, you signed the contracts and they clearly state that I have the last word."

"Our contracts don't say we need to agree with your unethical ideas, either."

Samuel rolled his eyes. "What's unethical in wanting to move the process a bit faster? The quicker we finish the quicker we get our profits-"

"Are you fucking serious?" Tobias rose up and leaned on the table, "How dare you put some fucking money above human lives that could be lost due to your recklessness and idiotic need for more money?"

"I'm pretty sure everyone knows that working for a corporation usually means a 'money first, human lives for ads only' policy, but I guess some public sector researcher may not be aware of that. You're free to go back, too."

"You can't be fucking serious."

"Now, now," Aleena rose up and walked to Samuel, "As you can see, all three of us are against you. Complain to the steering group as much as you want, but I doubt any of us will do what you say. I suggest that you think about this, sleep on this and come back with new thoughts."

Samuel looked her in the eyes, "I suggest the same to you three, too. I am not backing down." He turned to the other two researchers. "We're done for today." He opened the door and left the room.

"So, what do we do now?" Erin asked, closing her journal.

Aleena shrugged. "I think we should just tell our teams to continue working the way we have been working."

Erin nodded. "Yep. And maybe contact some people in the steering group or whatever. What do you think, Toby? Who do you think we should contact?"

"The news outlets."

"Don't you think that's a bit...too much?"

"No," Tobias leaned back on its chair and covered his face, "Internal affairs are another option, though."

Aleena shook her head. "It's not that bad, yet. We could still change his mind, I think."

"Whatever. I'm going home."

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[the-eclectic-wonderer]

You always have such insightful posts! Thank you!

I was wondering what you thought the ten best golden wives episodes are and why

Oh, my goodness, thank you so much!! That's so sweet!! I’m really glad you enjoy reading my thoughts :)

And that's an... impossible question, oh my god. You might as well be asking me to count the stars in the sky 😂 Honestly, any episode could do -- their love for each other (whether you think it's platonic or romantic, whichever colour you want to give it) is just so woven in the way they talk, the way they move, the way they're affectionate with each other... I'm fairly sure that I could find at least one Golden Wives moment for every episode (with the possible exception of S2E26 Empty Nests, but I'm not willing to watch it again to find out).

That being said, there are some episodes that feature a specific focus on the relationship between the three of them. Through a lot of deliberation, I managed to narrow the list down to these, which you can count as my favourite 10 (in no particular order) -- under the cut, because of course I have a lot to say about them:

S1E5 The Triangle

An absolute banger. The fight between Blanche and Dorothy is harsh (they're both really hurt!!), but Rose gets to show off her abilities as she works to bring them back together (which is the literal expression she uses!!! she wants to 'get Dorothy and Blanche back together'!!!). And I mean -- that final reconciliatory hug?? The way Dorothy and Blanche look at each other?? Them yanking Rose into their hug??? Hello???? Wives behaviour????

S3E15 Dorothy's New Friend

I think my appreciation for this episode is renowned, at this point. Blanche and Rose working in tandem are adorable; I love that they do their best to warn Dorothy about Barbara, but they also try to get along with her, despite her treatment of them, because, well -- if Dorothy likes her, she can't be that bad, can she? And I love that, despite her anger and objections, Dorothy is really worried about the way Blanche and Rose feel! She says out loud that she values Barbara's friendship, and that's why she feels like she can ask her advice on someone as important to her as Blanche and Rose. Besides, I love the casual intimacy they throw in there! This is really a constant in the show, but it's so nice when it takes the spotlight like this. When speaking about Rose's masquerade ball, Blanche says: "Since when do we have to say we're going? We've gone for the past five years. We may hate it, but we always go." It's so obvious that they're going, because this is important to Rose, that they don't even have to say it. You get what I mean?

S6E12 Ebbtide's Revenge

Hear me out for a minute. This is, of course, an episode centered on Sophia and her grief for the death of her son, and it's excellent at that. But let's not forget that Phil was also Dorothy's "kid brother", and while her pain may take second stage (except for her beautiful, heartbreaking eulogy) while Sophia's is in the spotlight, it's still very obviously there. And what does she do to face the immense, unthinkable pain of losing a sibling? She turns to her wives, that's what. Rewatch this episode and pay attention to just how much Dorothy physically leans on Rose and Blanche, whether it's reaching for them, holding their hands, touching their arms and shoulders... Dorothy is always very physical with the two of them, but I feel like it's especially meaningful in this one. And, for their part, Blanche and Rose act exactly as two people with a grieving spouse would (or, at least, should) do; they support Dorothy (and Sophia) as best they can, they take care of practical things (like preparing snacks), they mostly stay out of the feud but they (especially Rose) try to offer another point of view when they think it's going to make a difference.

Also, this quote from Dorothy to Rose:

"Honey, you've been more than a help. I wouldn't have gotten through the past few days without you. I mean it."

Yeah.

S5E19 72 Hours

This is (unsurprisingly) one of my favourite episodes in the series, and it's especially good from a Golden Wives lens as well. I've been meaning to take a detailed look at this episode and examine Dorothy and Blanche's support of Rose, and how it shows a) how much they love her and b) how well they know her (which might actually be the same thing, now that I think about it). And Rose, of course, relies on them to an incredible degree; it takes her a little while, but eventually she allows herself to be openly angry and dejected, to lose her happy-go-lucky attitude with them, which is something she only does when she's at the end of her rope. And she's right to, because they hold her up. Look at what she says when she finally gets the good news:

"You guys were terrific. Thank you for being there for me. And thank you for making me feel you'd always be there for me, no matter what happened."

I could go on, but I'd like to make a post specifically on this episode as soon as I get the time (and some brain power...), so I'll postpone any additional observations for now.

S1E22 Job Hunting

This fills the same 'niche' as 72 Hours, in that it's an episode where Rose has a serious problem and Dorothy and Blanche give her the support (both practical and emotional) she needs to get out of it. It takes a spot of its own because it's REALLY heavy on the physical affection, even by Golden Girls standards. There's LOTS of hand/arm holding, hugging, laying next to each other in bed, sitting close, plus a cheek AND a forehead kiss. It's a delightful little gem.

S2E1 End Of The Curse

The whole mink business would be enough for me to consider putting this one on the list. Dorothy and Rose working together on a silly thing like this always warms my heart; they're a delight to watch. Of course, though, the reason why this is here is because of Blanche's situation. As always happens when one of the Girls has a problem, there's lots of physical and emotional support (Dorothy and Rose literally run after Blanche through the house to try and comfort her -- two times!!), but the real kicker is all the baby stuff!! I'm not a big fan of children, but it's impossible not to be endeared by Dorothy and Rose acting like proud moms ("the baby will have three mothers!") before the pregnancy is even confirmed, splitting up chores and bickering about the college he'll go to, while at the same time showing Blanche their unconditional support. And -- Blanche loves them for that, of course. She goes through a lot of emotional distress in this episode, but she comes out on top, and it's because of the Girls:

"It was you girls. Yes, you just let me carry on and be crazy and you were right there through it all. [...] You were caring and supportive and I wanna thank you for it -- I'm really lucky to have friends like you."

To be honest, I like her similar speech in the pilot just a bit better, but between the two this is the episode I prefer overall (if only because their characters are well settled at this point!).

S3E3 Bringing Up Baby

This is such a comfort episode for me. First of all, we get the whole raising a baby theme again (with both Rose and Blanche going from scared/unwilling to enthusiastic participants as soon as they figure out that they're going to raise the baby together!!). Dorothy and Blanche are all over each other, even more than usual -- they barely ever stop touching, like, hello?? Find a room, girls?? And Blanche's sheer glee at the thought of getting a Mercedes for all of them -- her "Don't you just love it? It's ours!" lives in my mind rent free!! And then, of course, the nose kiss. I melt out of sheer adorableness every time I watch this one. The kiss itself is super cute, but it's just the whole scene -- Blanche and Dorothy getting each other's intentions with a single look, the way Blanche smiles as she leans in and then boop's Rose's nose on top of the kiss, Rose immediately dissolving into giggles, Dorothy hugging them super tight, I love them so much oh my God 😭

S2E10 Love, Rose

Do I even have to explain this one? Blanche and Dorothy writing Rose letters? Love letters (as in explicitly romantic letters!!)? Complete with poetry? And they write them so convincingly that Rose gets the biggest crush on the author of the letters?

"It was so nice. It was so important to me that someone cared about me as much as the person who wrote those letters. It meant so much to have somebody like that in my life."

"You do, Rose, honey! You have us!"

"We're the ones who wrote those letters, Rose, and we meant every word."

Are you reading this?? Are you?? Oh my God?????

S7E4 That's For Me To Know

I adore this one and I'm not sure I can explain why in just a few lines, but I'll do my best. The way the Girls handle the major conflict of the episode (the threat that they can't all live together anymore) is so so sweet. They squabble, but they apologize and reconcile quickly; they 'vote' Dorothy out and are immediately heartbroken about it; Rose decides to sacrifice her happiness and move out herself, so the other Girls can keep living together, and she's so clearly devastated about it. I've already noted down Dorothy's speech a couple of times on my blog, but I just have to share it again, because it perfectly sums up the reason why this show works so well, imho:

"I'm afraid that no one's leaving. You see, we're a family here. Well, not the conventional one, but we love each other and [...] It's real love, Mr. Benson. It's an honest love. And, yes, we might have secrets that we stubbornly try to hide from each other [...] But we're a family nonetheless, and you can't break us up."

You see? You get why I go feral over this one? And then -- AND THEN -- Blanche decides to make them co-owners. I have no words to explain how monumental this is. This is the house she lived in with her beloved George for years, and she decides to sell part of it because she can't bear the thought of separating from her Girls. "That way you'll have equity and nobody can make you leave." It's the wonderfully poetic conclusion to the beginning of their journey; they met as landlady/renters, each alone in her own way, each hurting in her own way; here they become co-owners, equal and together, each a part of a single tight-knit unit. It's the closing of a circle. You get what I mean? Oh, I love this one so so much.

S7E23-24 Home Again, Rose

I cannot be coherent about this one. I cannot be coherent about this one. It's just. I should do a play by play of literally every second of this episode to explain why I love it so much. If I had to pick a favourite, it would be this one. It's the family of it all, the fear and then the desperation and then the joy, the casual expressions of love, it's Dorothy screaming and begging for help as soon as she realizes Rose really has fainted, it's Rose asking Kirsten to take care of the Girls while she's going under for open heart surgery, it's Blanche saying that's what house mortgages are for as if it's obvious, because to her, to them, it is. Of course they're going to help Rose with everything they have. Of course they’re going to take care of her, of course they wait for her in the hospital even if they can’t see her, of course they pray for her, of course they promise to freeze their heads for her, because they love her and she loves them. Love is stored in Rose, Blanche, and Dorothy holding each other's hands as if they’re keeping each other above water. If it’s not like that, then I don’t want it. (Coincidentally, this is also one of the best episodes when it comes to the bond between Sophia and the wives. The way she greets Rose with ‘Welcome back, baby!’ when she finally returns home lives in my mind rent-free.)

I need you to know that it took me a good couple of days to compile this list. I haven't stopped thinking about it ever since I read your ask. I wrote down about five different versions before settling on this one, and so, I think I've earned the right to mention some special runner-ups:

S1E25 The Way We Met: come on. The Great Herring War? One of the best scenes in the show -- and an incredible demonstration of chemistry from the Golden Wives.

S1E8 Break In / S4E20 High Anxiety / S5E1-2 Sick And Tired / S5E11 Ebb Tide / S6E9 Mrs George Devereaux: for when you need to scratch that hurt/comfort itch.

S3E21 Larceny And Old Lace / S4E4 Yokel Hero: I'm always a slut for the times when Dorothy and Blanche need to earn Rose's forgiveness (and get it immediately, because she can't stay mad at them).

S2E21 Dorothy's Prized Pupil / S5E23 The Mangiacavallo Curse Makes A Lousy Wedding Present / S5E24 All Bets Are Off / S7E19 Journey To The Center Of Attention: all super cute, involve a conflict and a beautiful resolution, great watches. They lose a couple of points in this context because you asked specifically about Golden Wives episodes, and these highlight a couple within the Girls (Rose/Blanche, Dorothy/Blanche, Dorothy/Rose, Dorothy/Blanche again).

Thank you so much for your ask -- answering it was hard, but I had a great time going through the episodes and picking the ones that stood out! If you'd like to share your top10, I'd love to read it :)

[katisblue]

Hi there,

I just wanted to write this little note to you to say I hope you're feeling better. 💜 I got this account to check your posts and send this message, and I'm glad you're able to get support when you're not doing well.

Your works are an absolute dream, and I take a lot of inspiration from you. When I struggle to write my own fics, I often read yours to get a sense of style and pacing. My pacing is absolutely dreadful, but your pacing is always so good and thoughtful, I truly don't know how you do it.

How do you manage college and writing? I used to write everyday but haven't in years because academics has killed my love for it. I'm not taking any writing-intensive courses this semester though, so I hope I can write some and rekindle that joy for it. Another question that's been on my mind is who's your bias really? Are you OT7? Your profile pics are of Jimin, but your stories vary. I feel like I've read something about this in an A/N before, but I don't remember it very well. I am an OT7 ARMY but will only write about JK, lmao.

I can't wait for chapter 3 of A Reverie Endeavor, but please do put yourself first! Your writing in that story is incredible, as always. I have never, ever thought about a fic as much as I do with that one. I reread parts of it everyday it seems. I live for the pain and angst, heck yeah.

Much love 💜

Thank you 🥺 To be honest, I really wasn't expecting anything when I said I was feeling off, but the amount of support I got was honestly so nice and overwhelming :( Yall are really too sweet and kind 💗

NALKSNFLA STOPPPPP YOURE FLATTERING MEEE To be honest, even MY pacing feels off to me, I think it's very much a sense of 'fake it till you make it' or leave a piece for a while so you can come back with a fresh mind and reaccess the pacing... it's something we all struggle with 😭

How do I manage uni with writing? I... don't? Basically it's one or the other, and I tend to blindside each one on different days, because lord knows I can't focus on both at onceanslkfnal I'm trying to focus on writing what I WANT going into the future, and what makes me tick, because I think that really, really helps... even writing those lil things that are so cliche and stuff XD

And as for my BTS... I'm defs an OT7 girlie! Jimin does hold a special place in my heart purely because he was the first one I got attached to in my first music video, but I fawn pretty equally over all of them 💗💗 But I do find myself drawn to certain member povs, but maybe that's a reflection on myself!

Thank you for enjoying a reverie endeavour, in a way, I'm hoping it will be the end of an era, and a start of a new one for me - and I'll make sure to put myself first (because that's how my writing comes out fully baked and criSP) 💗💗💗💗 Thank you for being here with me 🥺💞

[stormyoceans]

what the actual fuck i'm so fucking mad you got that message in your inbox, you're like the most loving most positive person here always enjoying your interests in such a nice way like that personally angered me you don't deserve that at all. that was written only to piss you off please don't let them, your love for vice versa and jimmysea is honestly the cutest most endearing thing and it makes me genuinely happy seeing you talk about it so excitedly every day. their episodes were soooo good imho so cute so them! i've missed them a lot and i'll be rewatching FOR SURE! what were your fave 3 moments? if you can choose! fuck that anon and the other ones that might be the same person. love you monica keep loving them as hard as you do <3

ANON YOU'RE MAKING ME TEAR UP THIS IS SO SWEET 😭😭 idk if i deserve all these nice words but please know that i deeply appreciate them and that they mean a lot to me!!!! thank you so so much for this 🥺💜

honestly i LOVED the our skyy episodes like i know im terribly biased, but out of all the ones we got until now i think the plot for vice versa felt the most organic and coherent to the characters and their journey. once again everyone involved in the show put so much care and attention into it, and jimmysea have such a natural easy chemistry to them, they sell the lovesick fools who have been married for five years SO WELL. IDK IF I CAN PICK ONLY 3 FAVORITE MOMENTS BECAUSE THEY WERE ALL SO GOOD BUT LET ME TRY:

1) the beach scene. IRREVOCABLY CHANGED ME MY LIFE MY PERSPECTIVE THE FOUNDATION OF MY PERSONHOOD THE BIOCHEMISTRY OF MY BRAIN AND THE ENTIRE MAKE UP OF MY BEING ON AN INTRINSIC MOLECULAR LEVEL. AGAIN. i haven't even begun to process A QUARTER of the insane amount of parallels they managed to pack in just 3 minutes of screentime and how, by doing that, they were able to show just how far puentalay have come in their journey: from strangers to lovers, from a one sided drunk kiss to a passionate yet tender mutual kiss, from a mouthed 'i like your name' to a mouthed 'i love you', from talay's life ending in the ocean to the ocean being the witness of his love, that same love he once thought was just an annoying distraction in the way to achieve his dreams and that now has become an essential color in the palette of his life..... literally made me experience every single emotion present on the spectrum of human consciousness, im gonna need a 2 weeks long vacation in a controlled environment to decompress and recover from the sheer high romance and the whole entire everything of it all

also not to toot my own horn but i love being correct and never losing:

2) both the birthday conversation and the drawing one. SORRY I KNOW IM CHEATING BUT I JUST CAN'T CHOOSE BETWEEN THESE TWO MOMENTS. WHEN I SAY PUENTALAY INVENTED COMMUNICATION UNDERSTANDING CARE LOVE SUPPORT!!!!!!!! im not mentally stable enough to be coherent about this but like.. one of the reasons i adore puentalay is that since the beginning they have always been willing to try to understand each other. no relationship comes without misunderstandings or conflicts, they're always bound to happen from time to time because we're all different and we all react to things in different ways, but what matters the most is the way you can come together after that to face the issue and make it better. i feel like people often have this idealized vision of love where everything must be perfect and passionate and all-consuming, but i believe love is actively choosing to share your life with someone every day as you help each other navigate through it and enjoy the quiet moments together, and i think these two conversations show that puen and talay have this kind of love, a love that will last forever because whatever happens being together is the most important thing for them

3) puentalay and jigsaw sleeping in the same bed. LITERALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO TELL YOU EXCEPT THAT I PERSONALLY DON'T EVEN WANT KIDS BUT SEEING PUEN AND TALAY BEING SO TENDER WITH JIGSAW AND REARRANGING THEIR LIFE TO MAKE SPACE FOR HIM HAD ME LYING IN THE DIRT SOBBING FOR SEVERAL HOURS TO CLIMB DOWN FROM THE SUGAR HIGH THIS SCENE GAVE ME WITH ITS SWEETNESS. it also reminded me a little of the scene in episode 6 when talay admits everything he has missed about puen: talay has always been more rational and reserved with his emotions compared to puen, but it's in quiet moments like these that you can see how deeply his feelings actually run. both puen and talay have so much love to give and one day, when they will be ready, they're gonna have a kid of their own and expand their family, and this knowledge is gonna MAKE ME DIE HAPPY AND IN PEACE

[phoebepheebsphibs]

You yipe as another cat-sized turtle creature bolts into the room, his teeny feet thundering softly. Mittens follows close behind. She gives you a side glare, as if to ask 'why have you allowed more of these things into the house when one was crazy enough?'

You wish you had an answer for her...

"Mikey?! Mikey!" the red turtle shrieks as he hops up and clumsily grips onto the blanket, shimmying up the side of the bed and dropping himself next to Mikey.

He's bigger than the others. Not by much, but enough. His tail taps anxiously against the bedframe as he inspects Mikey. The blue -- Leo sits next to him and takes his hand, trying to calm him down. he keeps glancing back at you, so you figure he may be trying to calm him for your sake, so you don't faint again. That's... that's nice of him...

You push yourself against the floor and scoot backwards until you feel the wall supporting you. You lean your head back and take deep breaths to get your bearings. Mittens leaps into your lap and rests her head against your stomach. Her purrs ground you. Her heartbeat helps remind you to breathe steadily and slowly. Her warmth comforts you. You absentmindedly stroke her fur as you close your eyes. You just need a minute.

You feel a tiny, grubby hand take yours. You peek one eye open and see the red turtle looking at you, scared and shy.

"Are you okay?" he whispers. "We... my brothers didn't mean to scare you. We were just looking for Mikey, and... we're sorry."

"I'm not sorry for anything," Donnie grumbles under his breath.

"Dee!" Leo scolds.

"Okay, fine. I'm sorry for initiating an anxiety attack and fainting spell. But not for anything else!"

You smile weakly.

"It's okay... it's just been a really long and stressful day," you respond, patting the red one's hand gently.

"I'm Raph, by the way," the red turtle says. "That blue one is Leo, the purple is Donnie. And you've obviously met Mikey."

You nod along and give a smile to each one as they are introduced.

"How long has Mikey been sick?" Raph asks.

"Just... for today, I think," you sigh. "He came to my house late last night during a thunderstorm, so I think he got a fever sometime while he was asleep. I took him to a friend of mine, and he said he has a lung infection."

You see Raph's face contort into a terrified expression.

"But it should be okay!" you add quickly. "We gave him some aspirin and helped clear his lungs of mucus. His fever went down a lot, so he's doing better!"

Raph turns back to Leo, who nods to confirm that Mikey's fever is at a semi-normal and easy-to-manage state.

"I... I'm sorry you had to deal with that..." Raph mumbles.

"It's okay!" you say. "He needed my help. And I know that when someone who needs help comes to you, it's probably because you're meant to help them. I'm just glad that I could be useful."

Raph smiles and takes your hand in his teeny little ones, shaking it with gratitude.

"Thank you... thank you for helping him."

Your smile grows.

"No problem. Anytime."

"So, uhhh... what now?" Leo asks. "I mean, we can't exactly take him home yet. He's knocked out from the fever, and I don't think moving someone who is still fighting off an infection is all that great an idea. But we can't just leave him here alone --"

"Why not stay?" you offer.

Leo, Donnie, and Raph swing their heads around to stare at you.

"What?" you ask with a shrug. "Why not! I mean, I'm sure you came from pretty far, it's late, and like you said -- you can't leave with him, and you can't leave him alone! You guys can crash here until Mikey is all better."

"That's -- no, no, we couldn't possibly do that to you --" Raph stutters and stammers.

"I don't mind, honestly!" you retort.

"Well..." Leo shrugs and sighs. "I mean... I guess we could. But only until Mikey is all better!"

"If you want," you say with a nod as you carefully get to your feet.

Secretly, you're disappointed. You would have loved for Mikey to stay with you possibly forever, as either a strange kind of talking pet, or an odd adopted sibling-child type thing, or... well, anything. But he has a family, and they need him.

"So, you guys hungry?"

All eyes widen.

"We... couldn't impose..." Raph starts.

"Oh yes we could!" Leo jokes. "I am STAR-VING!"

You chuckle.

"Well, I can order in some food. What would you guys like?"

"Pizza!" comes a unanimous group vote.

After five minutes of deciding toppings and haggling on whether or not pineapple belongs on pizza, you order a few 'zas and wait for the delivery guy to come to the door.

The living room is quiet, and you lounge on the couch. You play some worship music on shuffle to help you calm down a bit more and get some peace. The anxiety attack may be over, but you're still a little shaky and there are three new strangers in the other room; you left them to let them have some privacy with Mikey and talk things over.

Walk in the Promise by Bethel plays. Gratitude by Brandon Lake. See the Light by TobyMac. You consider even playing a Silly Song from Veggietales to help lighten the mood when Donnie scuttles into the room and hops up onto the couch with you.

"Hello," you say awkwardly as he sets himself right beside you.

"Greetings, human," he responds flatly. "I thought I would... accompany you while we wait for the artisanal flatbread."

"Oh! Uh, okay," you say, twiddling your thumbs.

You sit in silence.

"I like your music," Donnie mentions.

"Thanks," you say. "It helps me when I'm feeling stressed... It brings me peace, reminds me to cast my anxieties away and give them to a Father who cares."

"...I've had some anxieties these past few days, too," Donnie sighs. "What with Mikey disappearing..."

"I bet," you nod. "Do you know how he got here?"

"Not entirely," Donnie sighs. "We were trying to work on his mystic powers, and Leo's ninpo must've gotten mixed up with his... It's the only explanation I can think of at the moment."

You two sit in an awkward silence before he starts rambling.

"Thank you... for helping him..." he mumbles. "It must have been difficult. Especially now. He's not usually so -- I mean, he wasn't always..."

You hear him choke up a bit. You rest your hand on his head gently, trying to comfort. He flinches and growls before realizing what you were trying to do. He relaxes, and lets you proceed with the head rubs.

"Mikey wasn't always...?" you prompt. "Always what?"

"I don't know. 'Different' from us. At least, not like this. He used to be..." Donnie chuckles dryly; a feeble attempt to keep himself from falling apart. "...He used to smile a lot. He could talk in full sentences; not broken, stuttering english sprinkled with the third person. He used to be able to draw. He used to do so many things, and I -- we failed him."

"Failed him how?"

"It's a long story, but a while ago Mikey was kidnapped by a bunch of evil scientists and they did... experiments on him. They changed him. He didn't always look like that, he didn't have so many spots, and his tail was a lot shorter, and his eyes weren't so creepy -- anyways. We staged a rescue mission, but by the time we got him back it was too late, and they had... they'd changed Mikey. They'd practically erased him. And now he... he barely remembers me--!"

Donnie tries to hide his face so you can't see him cry. He covers his mouth so you can't hear him whimper and heave sobs. You feel his frame shaking under your hand.

You pick him up and cradle him close. You rub circles into his soft shell, whispering comfort to him.

"It's okay, it'll be alright, it's not your fault..."

In a moment, the other two join you and try to comfort Donnie... along with each other. The music continues gently as Come to Me by Bethel Music and Jenn Johnson fills the room. You find yourself crying along with the poor turtle boys. They've been through so much, and they didn't deserve it. You wonder why this happened to them, why Mikey was tortured like that, why they were separated once again...

And suddenly, you wonder why it was you that found Mikey, or maybe why Mikey found you, or whatever. You wonder why it happened like this, why you of all people. You wonder... how miraculous this is, that you of all people were chosen. Somehow, in some strange way... you almost feel blessed. Special. 'Chosen'.

In any case, you're glad that it's you, here and now, to help them. You hug them all tightly, a silent promise to do everything you can to keep them safe and help them get back home.

You all jump in fright when the doorbell rings, announcing the arrival of the pizza guy.

What happens next, @truths33k3r4 ???

Ok. Ok. Ok- this is…this is fine. There’s more- heheh. There’s more Mikeys- Or, Mikey-like creatures- Just two more! This.. this is FINE.

A few beats pass in tormented silence as I stand and try to process the addition of more creatures that have scurried into my life. The whole of this stressful day has really taken a lot out of me mentally- and now it’s really starting to show.

Oh shoot. I should say something.

I try to shake the rumbling mists of worry and panic out of my head, settling for just the tingling sensation of sheer and utter confusion.

“H-hello?”, I say to these new brightly-clad creatures now staring daggers into my soul, “I- I’m sorry this is just a lot to..to process- I..”

I take a breath.

“Okay. Mikey will be fine,” I hold out my hands in a steadying motion, “I gave him some medicine and his infection should be gone in a fe-”

“WHAT?” The blue one, Leo, shrieked, pulling Mikey’s weak body closer to his own protectively, “An infection?!” He gently cups Mikey’s sluggish face into his hands, “Mikey! Come on! Wake up!!!” 

Mikey slurs some incomprehensible words before allowing his head to sag deeper into Leo’s arms. This just makes the tension in the room rise, as well as fan the flame of hatred flickering in the eyes of the creature adorned with a bright purple mask and pixel-like markings.

“He-He’ll be okay.” I say as I try to take a step forward, but am abruptly halted by the sharp hiss from the purple creature, “I gave him medicine, and the doc said he’ll be okay in a few days.”

I watch as Leo’s eyes search me, trying to decipher if I or my words can be trusted. Neither of the creatures release me from their soul-piercing gazes, but eventually Leo’s expression softens, while the purple one’s dulls.

“Wh-what did you give him?” Leo hesitantly asks, as the purple one joins him on the bed alongside Mikey, “I don't think our kind can’t handle human medicine.”

The purple creature gives a minimal nod of agreement without letting his eyes off me.

I slowly.. very slowly.. crouch to the floor so that I’m now at eye-level with all the creatures. My heart continues to pound in my ears, and my chest feels warm with re-kindled adrenaline. It’s also kinda.. getting hard.. to breathe.

“I didn’t give him any human meds- it was-” I pause, asking myself if I will offend the heck out of the other creatures if I say “animal medicine”. But it was the truth, and therefore quickly escapes my mouth. “It was for animals. The doc said it would be safer for him.”

Leo finally turns his piercing blue and brown eyes away from my jade. The purple one’s silvery-blue irises also release me from their grip to look down at Mikey. Leo’s head twists and tilts, looking over Mikey like he’s a doctor inspecting a patient. The purple one sits close by, doing the same. After a little bit, the two brightly-clad creatures turn to look at each other. Leo shrugs, while the purple one gives another subtle nod. They turn their eyes back to me.

“He’ll be okay?” Leo asks me, as his eyes once again search my soul for any deceit hiding in the shadows.

“Yes. The doc said he’ll be..” I gulp down the sudden taste of acid in my throat, ”..f-f-fine..”

My chest aches as I feel my airway slowly closing up with every breath I take. My ears fill with a sharp hum as my vision starts to make the forms of the three creatures before me double..and triple..

Not now. COME ON, NOT NOW. 

My episodes have never come with an invitation, and this time around was no different. It’s embarrassing enough when it happens in front of other people, but of course it had to happen in front of three turtle-cat-creature things.. I love my life.

As my vision continues to pixelate and distort, I instinctually sit down as fast as I can. The sudden thud makes the purple creature let out a low growl, but I’m too busy trying to breathe to notice him. Before my nausea begins, I shut my eyes tight and go limp on the floor. My vision goes dark, but my other senses remain awake, hearing the faint sounds of scuttling paws cautiously creeping closer.

A hand the size of a bottle cap touches my face.

The sensation of the touch was similar to brushing your skin up against leather. Compared to Mikey’s more sharp and jagged scales, this creature’s body was smooth and covered in tiny scales delicately placed in neat rows.

“Are you cognitive, human?” 

My brain can’t connect the voice to any I’ve heard before, so I assume this is the purple creature’s paw on my face. Suddenly I’m very grateful that I can’t feel any claws piercing into my skin.

I feel the small hand pull away with a gasp as my legs and shoulders start shaking. 

“What the?!”

I can only hum in response to his concern, but it comes out as a hushed wince. 

I probably just made him more worried..

In a few minutes, I can finally open my eyes again, letting my dark world alight with the solid teals and greys from my room’s walls. The pixels of a small, concerned, and purple face crystalize before me.

“H-hhhhi.” I choke out as my breathing slowly steadies. “S-sorry..”

“Why are you apologizing, human?” The purple creature retorts, waving it’s widdle hands in the air, “It is highly unlikely you did that on purpose.”

If I didn’t just have an episode, I would be AWWW-ing like crazy right now.

“Is she okay?” Leo calls out to Purple, still holding Mikey close.

“Hmmm.” Purple leans over my shoulder to look directly into my face, poking my skin, and using his widdle hands to widen my eye. He pulls away and plants his hand contemplatively on his chin, “It..seems she’s fine.. Course, I’m no human expert. None of the books in the Toshokan have ever documented the illusive human…I mean- I would know, seeing how I have read every single page-”

“- Less nerding more helping, Brainiac.” Leo mocks as he looks down from the height of the bed.

With movement as fast as a rewinding snail, I shakily push myself off the floor into a sitting-up position. My legs and shoulders ache from my shivers, but my brain and body are finally returning back to normal. 

“I’m.. I’m alright. Totally normal- nothing to worry about-” I say, as I sigh and stroke my neck, “..Happens when I’m stressed out.”

Leo tilts his head, “Why would you be st-”

“-Really, Leo?” Purple sighs, motioning to himself and the blue-clad creature dramatically, “You think it would make sense that she would be as cool as a cucumber with..this whole situation???”

“Uh-yeah!” Leo rolls his eyes and drops his shoulders, “She should be honored to be in the presence of greatness~ Maybe she’s stressed cause she woke up to your gigantic forehead, Donnie.”

“Scoff! Highly inaccurate, Nardo. My forehead is the perfect size to contain my magnificent brain.”

I blink, restarting my brain to go into *processing mode* once again.

Okay.. Stay calm..

There’s three.. Turtle creatures.. in your bedroom. Mikey, Leo, and..um- oh, Donnie. There’s three now. That’s fine. I’m fine. This is fine.

“WHAT’S GOIN’ ON?? WHERE’S MIKEY? WHAT WAS THAT THUD??” Another more scratchy and low voice rang out from behind me, making me jolt something awful.

…Four…..There’s.. 

..four.

What happens next, @phoebepheebsphibs? :) Also- MAN ALIVE IT FELT AMAZING to get back to writing after all this time!!!! It's good to be back. :)

~ Melissa

( I actually had to make my own personal post in order to add it to my library of links, sooo here's the official post for chapter 7 of me and Phoebe's collab story! :) )

[adoringjensen]

Legit just just hurt my shoulder by laying on that hard, bunched up corner of my pillow (u know what I'm talking about) and started crying. So I guess u could say it's that kind of night.

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Karasuno's Manager

Miss Manager in a Polyship with the First Years

Kageyama, Hinata, Tsukishima and Yamaguchi featuring Karasuno x second year fem! Manager

Warnings: light Swearing, I kept it PG and wholesome 🥰

A/N: ahhh this is the first of our second round of requests and the first of the pride series!!! This is an Anon request!

🏳️‍🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️‍🌈

Attention everyone 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

That means you YN-

I think I speak for all of us when I ask 👀

Are you doing ok? Like seriously

YN I love you but you do realize what you are getting yourself into right?

What being the manager for Karasuno wasn't enough of a challenge 😅

Seriously you absolutely angel, thank you for taking this on so yours truly could write it

Everyone remembers the scene where Tanaka first saw Kiyoko right?

👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

That's the energy you gave the first day our precious bbys laid their eyes on you 😍

Seriously being all adorable and you think they wouldn't notice 🙄

Anyways, it's safe to say Hinata and Kags immediately stopped fighting

Tsukishima, for once, had absolutely nothing to say

And Yamaguchi, well he just stared 😳

Now these boys didn't act like a complete fool like Tanaka ok

Honestly they are fools everyday so no need to step their game up 🤚🏻

Anyways, you run into the gym to greet everyone and you smile as you see the precious first years 🥺

How freaking CUTE ARE THEY!!!

Tanaka and Noya instantly notice the first years staring at you

Defensive IMMEDIATELY

"Hey 🙅 stop looking at our precious YN!"- Tanaka, blocking their view

"Our YN is to gorgeous for the eyes of commoners"- Noya

Please smack them 🤚🏻

Oop- Ennoshita beat you to it YN gotta be faster 😅

"Noya, Tanaka knock it off!!! Hi there I'm YN, I'm the second year manager! It's really nice to meet you"- you 🤗

Hinata 👉🏻😲

Tsukishima 👉🏻😶

Yamaguchi 👉🏻😰

Kageyama 👉🏻 "HI IM TOBIO KAGEYAMA AND YOU ARE SO PRETTY"

🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

Please we all saw how blunt he was with Ushijima, would you expect anything less

"Leave YN alone Crappy-Yama! Like she'd ever want to associate with a tyrant like you!"- Hinata

"You wanna say that to my face! Oh wait, your too short"- Kageyama

"Like she'd ever want to deal with the likes of two idiots"- Tsukishima

Please Yams is still just staring at you

"You guys are cute"- you say giggling and skipping away

Honestly YN say less 🤚🏻

After your introduction to the boys, it essentially becomes a game of "who can grab YN's attention more"

"YN come watch me get this receive"- Hinata readying himself

"Why would YN want to watch you get hit in the face again?"- Tsukishima 🤨

"Hey YN can you help me with my serves?"- Yamaguchi

"No YN is helping me with my sets!"- Kags shouts

"YN seriously get a handle on things now!"- Daichi

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♀️ 😐

Eventually you get into a rhythm with the boys, who Daichi put you in charge of

You help Kags with his sets, Tsukishima with blocking, Yamaguchi with serving and Hinata with literally everything 😅

It's no wonder that you start to develop feelings for each on of them

You start hanging out with them together and seperate

You'd walk home with Hinata and Kags every night

Trying to keep them from killing each other 😅

Success rate ~75%

You'd have lunch with Tsukishima and Yamaguchi everyday

Not to mention your random trips to the vending machine wirh Kageyama

Your trips to Grandpa Ukai's with Hinata

And your support for Tsukishima with the third gym squad

Seriously, Kiyoko and Yachi had it easy compared to you YN 😅

But no matter what, you couldn't help but care for them all

You knew they all liked you, I mean seriously YN they aren't quiet about it

"YN I LIKE YOU ALOT"- Kageyama

"YN you are so special to me"- Yamaguchi

"YN your the best! I care about you so much!"- Hinata

"You're tolerable YN"- Tsukishima

And you had feeling for all of them

But 👀 there was just no way you could choose

Seriously I don't blame you at all 🥲

You've developed a close relationship with each one and even together

So one day, when your mopping about, Noya and Tanaka come to check on you

"YN HAS SOMEONE HURT YOU?"- Tanaka, panicking

"Was it that annoying guy from Johzenji? I'll kick his-" Noya.

"No no, I'm fine guys just conflicted"- You, sighing

"Run the meaning of conflicted by me again YN"- Tanaka

You 👉🏻😐😐😐

"She's confused! Right YN"- Noya

You 👉🏻😐 yep

"See and Ennoshita says I wasn't smart"- Noya

"I never said that. I said 'if youd use your brain in school as much as you do on the court you wouldnt have issues'"- Ennoshita says walking by

"Same thing"- Noya

N E WAYS

"So what are you so congested about YN?"- Tanaka

"Conflicted... conflicted!"- Noya

You 👉🏻 🤨how did these two make it to high school?

"So I have some guy issues..."

Triggering words YN 😬

"Boy? As in males?"- Tanaka

You👉🏻yes

"Issues? As in more than one?"- Noya

You 👉🏻 yes 😶

Tanaka and Noya just sare at you for a second, then it happens

"YN LIKES BOYS!!"- Tanaka 😱😱😱

"THIS DAY CAME WAY TO SOON"- Noya 😭

Please Ennoshita, Kinoshita and Narita just stare 😐

"THEY GROW UP SO FAST!"- Tanaka, seriously crying an entire river

"IS SHE EVEN OLD ENOUGH TO HAVE BOY PROBLEMS?"- Noya

"Well she's the same age as you idiots so yes"- Narita

"Can I tell you guys or am I just going to have to deal with this myself??"- You, angry bby

Ennoshita clamps his hands over Tanaka and Noya's mouths

"Proceed YN"- Kinoshita

"So I like these guys, and I know they like me..."

Go on 👀

"But how do I choose? I like them all but in different ways! And I can't see being with one and not the others!"- you, dramatically collapsing on the table

"Have you told them this YN?"- Narita

Ennoshita is still holding Tanaka and Noyas mouths closed 🤚🏻

Out here doing God's work istg-

"I mean, how do you tell 4 guys you like them all and that you can't just date one of them??"- you, panicking at the disco

"Just be honest YN, that's all you can do. And if they don't like you, then they don't deserve you"- Ennoshita

You sigh as you resign yourself to the fate of coming clean

You decide to do it on your walk home with the boys

Once a week you walk home with all 4 of them, giving you the perfect opportunity to spill your guts

Once you pass Ukai's store you let it go

You stop, turn to face them and let it all out

"So I like all 4 of you but I can't possibly choose one of you over the other! There is just no way I could do that!"- you

Kags and Hinata 👉🏻😐😐

Tsukishima 👉🏻🤨

Yamaguchi 👉🏻👀

"And I know you guys like me but I can't go out with one of you knowing that I like all 4 of you alot! It just wouldn't be fair"- you 🥲

"Uhh Yn-" Kags

"Shh Tobio I'm not done yet"- you

"YN listen"- Yamaguchi

"Tadashi- just a minute, I need to say this! I care about all of you and just want to be wirh you. But I can't just be with one of you!"- you say sighing and deflated

"YN-" Hinata

"Sho please 🤚🏻 and now that I've said my peace, I'll leave you alone"- you say turning around, tears building ad you prepare to walk away

"YN you're a dumbass"- Tsukishima

You stop 🧍‍♀️ and turn to see all 4 boys looking at you, smiling

"YN we know you like all of us and we all like you"- Kageyama

"Yeah so we've decided instead of fighting for you, we'd all like to date you"- Hinata

"Well to the technical, you and Kageyama already fought may times over YN"- Yamaguchi

"Hey shut it!"- Kageyama

"🙄 YN maybe you should reconsider dating Kageyama and Hinata"- Tsukishima

You 👉🏻🥲 you- you guys really mean that 🥺🥺

"YN we know you can't choose and we'd never make you. It's not fair!"- Hinata

You👉🏻 really 🥺

You run up to each of them and hug them, kissing their cheeks sweetly!

"You guys are the best! I have the cutest boyfriends ever "- you say, standing back from them 🥰

Thus begins your polyship 💁‍♀️

I won't lie YN, it takes some work

Please when Kageyama and Hinata go on their two week friendship hiatus, it's awkward

But you figure out a great schedule that works well for you and you boys

Everyday, you walk to school with with you boys and home

You stop at Ukai's store and help them study

Please they need all the help they can get and Yachi can only do so much 🤚🏻

Heck you all even have an adorable group chat 🥺😍

Which will come in handy 👀

Because our precious YN has been asked to be a manager at the first year training camp with Tsukishima 🙌🏻

Please Tsukki is SO freaking smug 😏

"Why can't YN come with to the Team Japan Youth training?"- Kageyama

"Because she wasn't invited Kageyama"- Suga

"So what? I could smuggle her in!"- Kageyama

"She will be busy enough with me at the training camp"- Tsukishima

"I'm happy for you YN but I'll miss you"- Yamaguchi 🥺

"Oh bby- I'll miss you too"- you say hugging Yams

"What the hell Yn? I'll be in Tokyo! You'll just be at Shiratorizawa!"- Kageyama our jealous boi

"Is someone jealous Tobio?"- you 🙃

"YeAh ToBiO"- Tsukishima 😝

Surprisingly Hinata says nothing

That's odd, that's strange 🤨

And you only figure out why when you enter the first year camp to see Hinata next to Tsukishima

You go through a range of emotions

You👉🏻 😃😐🙁😠

Please you are so mad!

Daichi's lecture is nothing compared to a YN lecture 😅

Plus Tsukishima is MAD

He wanted time with just you but nope

Despite the setback, training camp goes relatively well

Or at least you THINK it does 🙃

Unfortunately you not only are dating 4 dummies BUT they are protective as well

In fact, here's a sneak peek into daily chats with your 4 knuckle heads 🙄

Please this is the entire camp YN

And when you get back, Kageyama and Yamaguchi partially maul you with hugs, cheek kisses and tons of love 🥰

"YN never leave me again!"- Kageyama

"You left for Tokyo Tobio"- you 😐

"Next time you're coming with me!"- kags

"What makes you think you are going back?"- Hinata 🤨

"I know I am idiot"- Kageyama

"YN next time you can just stay here with me"- Yams

"She was fine with me"- Tsukki

"AND ME"- hinata

"Jesus YN look what you did now"- Daichi

You👉🏻🧍‍♀️ 😐 IM LITERALLY JUST EXISTING

"Too much YN reign it in"- Suga 🙃

Sorry YN, this is your life 🤣

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Come With Me

Culinary major! Soobin x food vlogger! reader; just some teeth rotting fluff

Word Count: 3.35k words

Mellow speaks: So I finally completed this long overdue and super fun request!!! Honestly, writing this was just so amazing, and I kinda drew Y/N based on my own self, so I hope you enjoy reading it!!

Rushing into his apartment, Soobin didn't waste a single minute in discarding his bag on the floor, rushing towards his laptop and turning it on. As the screen booted, the final-year culinary major prayed to the gods for the livestream to not have started yet. The winner of the contest from last month was to be announced at the beginning of the stream, and even though Soobin didn't have any hopes of him winning, he couldn't help the tiny voice at the back of his head saying, "What if?."

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a voice, sweet and velvety as always. There you were, on his screen, the biggest of smiles plastered on your face, making him feel warm all over. Y/N L/N, his favorite food vlogger in the world, ready to start another livestream. Soobin had always been more of a silent supporter, his introverted self being too shy to even post a comment under any of your videos, partly because you had a habit of replying to as many of those comments as possible, and he knew for a fact that he would combust on the spot if you were to ever reply to his praises of you.

You see, he greatly admired your love for food and your wanderlust. He was also a great fan of the way you spoke, and the way you articulated your ideas and thoughts. Truth be told, he genuinely liked you, and not just your voyager self. Watching your videos over the years, he had found himself developing a small crush on you, knowing full well that it was probably just him being starstruck. So, gathering all the bravery he had, the boy had finally pressed "Send" on the application form for the competition on the last day, after contemplating it for God knows how long.

There had been only one question on the form, asking respondents to describe what food meant to them. A smile had graced Soobin's lips as you answered it, pouring in his most sincere thoughts on everything culinary. What had pushed him to participate, you ask? It had been the prize, of course. A chance to hang out with none other than you yourself, through a one-on-one video call. He had always wanted to see you in person, to tell you how much your vlogs meant to him. How they had helped discover his own love for food, had helped him find his happiness in the kitchen.

And that had brought him to right now, biting on his fingernails as he listened to your regular introduction, one that he knew by heart and repeated after you, subconsciously. "Hey my food-holics! How are all of you doing today? Hale and hearty, I hope!," you said, following up quickly with a brief overview of the contest, before announcing the winner, as Soobin waited with bated breath. "All your answers were amazing, and I could relate to so many of them! It really sucks that we can only have one winner, since you're all winners to me!," you smiled, and he caught himself copying your expression. "So now, the winner of the contest, and the person who gets to be my new friend, is @aglio_olive!!," you exclaimed, clapping your hands as your eyes crinkled up in joy.

The fact that you had just announced him as the winner of registered belatedly, as Soobin was busy gushing over how adorable you had looked while clapping. He felt his mouth drop open, finding it hard to focus on what you said next. "I'll be contacting you via email shortly," you had said, and that was all it took for the rest of the livestream to go by in a blur for him, as he waited for your mail, checking and re-checking his inbox every two minutes. But it wasn't until the next day that he finally received what he had been peeling his eyes out for. An email from your official account (or that's what he figured), informing him that the meeting would take place on the coming Saturday, at 6:00 pm. Now all he had to do was wait three days, but it was easier said than done.

By the time Saturday rolled around, Soobin was equal parts bubbling with excitement and panicking with nerves. Reluctant to trust his own fashion choices, he had called over his best friend, Yeonjun, hoping to get some much needed guidance. "Should I wear this suit? Or will simple tracks be better?," he had asked, making the older boy shake his head as he patted him on the back. "My friend, Y/N's neither your professor, nor your friend. You're meeting them for the first time, so why don't you just wear something comfortable, that would make them feel at ease too?," he smirks, throwing a plain blue hoodie his way.

As the clock struck 6:00, Soobin found himself seated at his study table, ready to start the meeting. He had even prepared cue cards to help him if he got stuck, and they were propped conveniently next to the laptop. He reached out for them, but just at that moment, his screen came alive with someone waving at him with a smile on their face. Awestruck, he simply waved back, too tongue-tied to say anything. "Wow," he thought to himself, "They look so much better without makeup." A couple seconds later, a new kind of panic set in. "Am I staring too hard? Is it creepy? Should I look down? No but I need to keep eye contact!"

Little did he know, you were having similar, if not identical thoughts. "Wow, no one told me he was gonna be this cute. Blue suits him so well! I'm no staring, am I? Should I speak first? Or should I wait for him to say something?" This finally resulted in the both of you speaking at the same time, something you would later smile about. Because saying "How are you? I'm Soobin," and "I'm Y/N! How are you?," helped you crack into laughter, breaking the ice and easing the awkwardness. Once you had gotten past the niceties, it was time to get to know each other better. The cue cards lay unused, as Soobin just spoke about whatever came to mind, praising your vlogs and thanking you for teaching him more about cuisines. You, on the other hand, took the time to get to know him better, asking him questions about what it was like to study culinary science, something you had never gotten the chance to do.

The hour-long virtual meeting flew by in the blink of an eye, or so it seemed to the both of you. Talking to you, Soobin didn't once feel that you were a stranger or that he was just a fan. You seemed like a genuine and warm person to him that he couldn't help but admire you even more than he did before. To him, somewhere during the meeting, you stopped seeming like a famous vlogger anymore, and instead, all he saw you as was a friend. You, on the other hand, had made up your mind about him being the most interesting person you had ever met, and couldn't stop a sad sigh from escaping your lips as you looked at the time. "Well, Soobin. It's been a pleasure meeting you," you had said, making him smile wistfully.

The moment he had logged out of the meeting, he found himself missing you. He thought back on how nice you had been, smiling when he pictured your face, your hair slightly messy but not too unkempt, an oversized hoodie thrown over your body. To him, it had honestly felt like he was conversing with a friend, and he couldn't bring himself to let such an amazing person walk out of his life. So, without thinking, he began typing out an email to your account, his finger hovering just above the "Send" button. He stopped short though, realizing that your official account wasn't meant for personal mails, and realizing that he had no other means to contact you. Pouting, he fell face-first onto the bed, his energy going down all of a sudden.

He woke up to a "ping," indicating an email on his phone. Unlocking it, he noticed a mail from an account he had never contacted before. Clueless, he clicked on it, the phone nearly falling out of his hand as he read through it. It had been you, after all, reaching out to him through your personal account, and telling him that you had loved talking to him, and would like to be his friend. And thus began the most beautiful friendship either of you had ever forged, full of memories even though you hadn't met each other.

Late night video chats and good morning calls became a ritual, and Soobin found himself busily typing away on his phone every free second he got. You told him all about your escapades and trips, sending him photos and urging him to try cooking whatever you ate and whatever you liked. He, on the other hand, would teach you to cook, sending you tips and giving you suggestions on what to eat. Food was an intergalactic part of the relation you shared, but it was far from being the only thing.

When things got hard for him, you were there to push him towards his dream, reminding him day in and day out that he would have to give in his all to achieve it. "You'll be the greatest chef one day, Soob," you'd giggle, causing him to let out a whine as he said, "How would you know? You haven't even tasted my cooking yet!" He too, was there to provide you a taste of what it felt like to be grounded to one place, to have everything you wanted right next to you. He was there for you to cry to when someone posted a nasty comment under you video, and he was there to virtually feed you when you missed a home-cooked meal. Inside jokes became a thing, as did bitching about classmates and complaining about managers.

Over time, your friendship started blossoming into something more, as Soobin found himself catching feelings, real feelings, for you. The way you smiled, the way you would bite your nails just like him as you went through what people had to say about your videos, the way you cracked stupid jokes and laughed at them alone, he found himself loving them all. He had given his heart out to you, and he didn't want to take it back. You, meanwhile, had been a bit more careful of your feelings, wary of harboring any hopes for a long-distance relationship. But over time, you too, found yourself drowning into the oceans that were his eyes, watching the way his lips moved through the screen, imagining them on yours. Over time, you too, felt your feelings grow, but being your stubborn self, you didn't act on them.

Days turned into months, and soon enough, you were keeping Soobin company through his late night study sessions, talking to him in the hopes of keeping him awake. Helping him prepare flashcards, and letting him teach you a full four-course meal so that he could practice for his practical exams. "What are you gonna do once you graduate?," became a regular question you posed towards him, and every time, it was the same reply. "I don't know yet, Y/N. I want to do something like you. I want to travel the world and learn about different cuisines first-hand."

As Soobin's exams drew nearer, you found yourself bring just as worried as he was, worried about how he'd fare in the examinations, worried about what he'll do when he gets his degree. But keeping your concerns aside, you did your best to push him to do his best, study that last chapter, practice that last technique, memorize that last recipe. "I just wanna sleep, Y/N," he'd whine, only to have you let out a giggle at how adorable he looked. "It's for your own good, bub," you'd reply, your smile somehow managing to give him the strength to put in just a little extra effort.

Seeing him work so hard, you couldn't help but want to give him a surprise by congratulating him in person when he graduated. So, you decided to plan a trip to Seoul, shooting a film vlog just an excuse to finally meet your closest friend, and the person you had a crush on. You had initially wanred to keep the plan a secret, but soon realized what a waste it would be to not use it to your advantage. And so started your ingenious way of getting Soobin to hit the books. "I'm coming to Seoul after your exams, but I'll meet you only if you put in all your effort," you'd tell him, repeating it like a mantra day in and day out.

In response, the boy would pout and whine about how he "hated" you, but started putting in double the effort, just to make you proud. Your tactic seemed to work, but Soobin was still nervous. Nor about the theory, but about the practical exams. "What if I don't do well on the exam? It happens all the time on Masterchef," he said one day, looking into your eyes as you attempted to calm him down. "I know you'll nail it, Binnie," you replied, smiling at him through the screen. "Just think about what makes you happy while you cook, and you'll be good to go." As if on a whim, Soobin muttered out a soft, "You," causing your breath to hitch as you asked him to repeat. "You make me happy," he said again, looking down as he felt his cheeks growing warm. You couldn't help but smile at his sudden confession, sending a virtual kiss his way. "Now go study, you idiot," you giggled, proceeding to tell him about your day as he pored over his books.

The day of his practical exam rolled by, and as you had said, Soobin decided to cook while thinking of something that made him happy. He thought back on the day when you had told him about a delicacy from a city you had visited, and had convinced him to teach you how to make it. The memory alone made a smile appear on his lips, reminding him of how happy the two of you were. And so, that's what he cooked, passing his exam with flying colors. He was so happy he could have kissed you if you were there, and he told you that, causing a laugh to escape your lips. "I'll be there soon," was all you said, fighting to control your excitement.

Soobin passed with flying colors, earning his degree fair and square. And the one person he wanted to thank for it, was you. As you had promised him, a week later found you roaming the streets of Seoul, as you hurriedly made your way towards his college, ready to finally meet him at his convocation. Climbing up the stage to accept his degree, his eyes were busy scanning the crowds, eager to see your face. When he couldn't find you, however, he felt his smile falter, as he took in a gulp.

"Where are you Y/N?," he thought to himself, hand itching to check his phone that was lying in his back pocket. You had told him you'd be here on time, so then, where were you? Just as he feels himself falling deeper into his thoughts, he (like everyone else in the hall) hears footsteps running down the corridor, finally revealing you standing at the entrance, out of breath and with a huge smile stretching across your face. "You're here," he mouthed, his smile matching yours, as you replied with a simple nod and a "Congratulations," your eyes brimming with tears of joy for the boy.

Accepting his degree, Soobin walked off the stage to sit with his classmates, eyes meeting yours every so often as he tried to fight the urge to rush to you and hug you. Once the ceremony ended, neither of you wasted a second in finding each other, throwing yourselves into a hug long overdue. It didn't feel weird as you snuggled your face into his convocation robe, and it didn't feel weird as he did the same into your hair. Pulling away, you just couldn't hide the smiles that threatened to take over your entire face, taking each other's hand as Soobin left you to his parents. "Mom, Dad, this is my friend Y/N," he introduced, and his mom didn't miss the spark in her son's eyes as he looked at you.

Once you were done with the niceties, the two of you made your way out into the city once Soobin had handed his robe over to his mom. Walking the streets with him, with you cracking jokes and him pointing out tourist sights to you, you felt something you had never felt, no matter how many cities you visited. A sense of comfort, a sense of belonging. You felt like you were home for the first time in ages, and it was all because of the guy walking next to you. As if on a whim, you whipped out your video-camera, switching it on and turning it to yourself. Soobin belatedly realized what you were doing, when he heard you recite you introduction. Looking at you in shock, he felt his mouth fall open as he heard you say the words, "Friend," "Soobin," "Featuring," "Guide," in quick succession, piecing the sentence together in his brain.

"Y/N! What are you doing??," he whined, looking down to hide his face. "Awww Soobinnie is shy!!! Sorry guys, it's his first time," you cooed, a giggle escaping your lips as you turned your camera off, trying to convince him to feature in your vlog. "But I won't know what to say!!," he retorted, making you snicker. "Just take me out to eat somewhere tell, and tell the camera why you like the place you like and the food you like. It's not that hard!," you replied, and after much convincing (and some borderline begging), he finally agreed.

He showed you all his favorite eateries and restaurants, gawking at the insane discounts you got him, and just enjoying watching you eat in person, sharing his food. By the time evening rolled out, the two of you were full to your throats, looking out over the river from the bridge. "Thank you Y/N," Soobin said, turning to look at you. "For today, and for everyday. For being there for me, and for being the best friend I have ever had, and more." "Thank you too, Soob," you replied, your eyes stinging as you looked up at him. "Thank you for making me feel at home. Thank you for becoming my home." You hadn't noticed just how close your faces had become, both of you having leaned in subconsciously. Finally, Soobin closed the gap, your lips meeting his in a kiss that's full of the pent-up love and emotions.

His lips were soft against yours, molding with yours like two pieces of the same puzzle. Pulling away, a smile graced your lips as you looked up at him shyly, whispering an "I like you," causing him to repeat your words and adding a "too," cheeks rising up in a smile. Biting you bottom lip, you say, "Come with me," making him tilt his head in confusion. "You said you wanted to be like me. To learn about cuisines first-hand. Then come with me. I don't want to be away from you, I want to be with you 24/7, and not virtually. I want to talk to you in person, to hug you, to kiss you." You notice his smile growing wider, and so you ask, "So, what do you say?," as he replies by placing his lips back on yours.

[zeraorarb]

ahgaghgahghagah thank uuu!

(imma gonna talk abt stuff in order as it apprears in the post)

actually slughunter managed to find every single slugcat in every poll. i kept track of that and once they had trouble with one poll, but they also eventually managed to uncover the slug.

also remember that u are a slughunter too with 1 cookie!

I dont think Arisaint was that unexpected tbh. I admit its not as popular as fishstick, but i think it makes a lot of sense and was popularized by some artist drawing some content for em. And the same is here, I saw that if not treetop then this will go eye to eye with ai. Tho the fact that random placement in the bracket put ai sl and ai cl against each other before the finale must've helpt a non ai room get through to the finale.

aghahgahgha i get uuu. hope my calls for ai to not sweep so much arent too bad and its known that i exaggurate a bit. after all i defnetly can see value in them and can see that some plp are not voting cause of the character more then a room. im just happy something else also got to the finale and it is a damn good room and a reason why so many plp like the wall so much. And you are right maybe the true best room is the friends we made along the way.

Heh I'd love to one day restart this again and maybe do some mini polls like you said. I even planned to maybe have a seprate blog for slughunting too... Its just that i rlly need to step back for some time. And I know i dont need to explain myself or aything, most understand. Its just that as this poll ends, my final year in high-school starts and i will propably get buried by school work as well as working on my portfolio for uni. I honestly dont tink i will get to uni of my choise on the first try sadly, but i dont think it will stop my mind from overstressing and pushing me to spend every waking second on trying to get better. So maybe after all of the stresses of the final year will blow over i will return or not. who knows how the paths of life will carry us. But i will most definitly return for watcher dlc, as soon as the interactive map starts to include it and when everyone will enjoy it for a bit. Hope its just not gonna be during the same time as my finals hsghshgshgs I dread hk silksong coiming out when i dont have the time and seeing everyone else enjoying it but mee.....

And I'm truely greatful for your vital contributions to the poll! Your rb propaganda, ur rankings, ur votes, ur support, ur keen eye to my mistakes. It all truley helped to make this poll so much better! Hope you commenting other polls will go great for u too! And your art journey! It was always so nice to see ur thoughts and contributions.

I hope there will be more polls, like this too. If anyone wants to do the smaller mini polls or a slug hunting blog, go ahead! Just tag me so i vote in it too. Maybe i would even make a decent slughunter who knows. Before this poll ended tbh my mind was like "great now do the same, but with hollow knight", but i have to stay focused on school...

Pick Your Favorite Rain World Room, Day 313 FINALE

There is a hidden slugcats (10) in the rooms (they can be in any color). If u can see it comment or reblog with where they are and if u are first, u get a cookie! And this time u have to give a lil discription or an rb with em circled. You dont have to get them all at once in one replay/rb.

Credit for game screenshots goes to: Rain World Interactive Map, Rain World Wiki and me

[voxmortuus]

Herding The Calf

PAIRING: Hannibal Lecter x F!Reader

UNIVERSE: Hannibal (NBC)

WORDS: 1.1k

WARNING: Sorry if this is a little fast-paced and choppy. I feel like my writing is shit today!

SUMMARY/PROMPT: From a lovely Anon: may I ask for a hannibalxreader? id like Hannibal to try to kidnap reader after stalking them for months (as he is interested in the reader and wants to get closer to them, but the only way he thinks he can make the reader care for him is to make them rely on him for all support, therefore he holds them hostage) but the reader is a good fighter and ends up hurting him pretty good, though he eventually knocks them out and the reader is held hostage in his basement and isn't necessarily afraid, just more aggravated because they're bored and want to do something and every time he visits them they ask for stuff to ease their boredom and what have you I want you to take artistic liberty over this as it is pretty much a summary prompt, just have fun if you write this lol have a nice day!

TW: Language | Mentions of Violence | Hostage | Kidnapping | Stockholm Syndrome

IMAGE CREDIT: Google

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A mess of monkeys was pounding on a steel door with ball-peen hammers. Neon lights flashed on and off fast enough to send any epileptic into a seizure. Looking around, you let out a slight moan. The last thing you remember was getting ready to leave Hannibal's house before your face met the floor. Rubbing your head, you look around.

"You have got to be fuckin' kidding me?" You mutter. Taking in your surroundings, you see a toilet with a privacy wall, a bed that of which you woke up on, a sink, and a stand-up shower... and that's it. "He just couldn't take the hint." You shake your head. You try screaming, but nothing was coming of it. Chances are, this basement was soundproof. You try to walk around but, there is no luck whatsoever; here is a glass wall separating you from the rest of the basement. "GOD DAMN IT! HANNIBAL! WHAT THE FUCK?!" you yell. Frustrated.

He makes his way downstairs and takes a seat in front of your... cell. He sits down, looking at you, wiping his lip from the blood you had caused, clocking him a good one in the jaw. "You're a good fighter, Y/N, you got me good, may have even fractured a few ribs... but, you lost, I'm afraid. I wish you would have just listened, given it a chance." He stated.

"Well, Hannibal, you screwed the pooch on that one now, didn't ya? Couldn't you just take the hint? I wasn't interested. You stalked me! For MONTHS! Yet you always managed to have a god damn alibi when I tried to get the police involved. You need help Hannibal." You told him. Looking over his face, rather proud of yourself. Though you thought a moment, you wanted your money back on those damn self-defense classes.

Hannibal wanted you to need him, to rely on him. This was the only other option. When you left his care, he was insistent that you needed to stay, but you felt like you didn't need him anymore, you were feeling better, you felt like you had accomplished in your mental strength. That, and he was getting far too involved; hence you started putting more distance.

Looking at him, you rubbed your face shaking your head. "Hannibal, just let me go. I won't get the police involved- just- let me go. Please."

He stands up and looks at you. "I will bring you dinner and something to drink." He walks away.

"DAMN IT!" You bang on the glass, angry, and rightfully so. You begin to pace. There's nothing to do, nothing to read, he took your phone. You sigh; sitting on the bed, you put your head in your hands and close your eyes, trying to figure out ways to get out of this.

Day in and day out, you pace, growing bored, growing more frustrated, growing more aggravated and agitated. Looking at the wall, your back facing the glass wall, you sigh. Hannibal comes downstairs and takes a seat in front of the window wall.

"Hello, Y/N. How are you feeling?"

"Annoyed, bored, agitated, fuckin Christ Hannibal, a book, art supplies, something. I can't just sit here, pace and sleep. I need substance in my life, and you're not providing that." You state, facing away from him.

"I can give you books. What else?"

"To be let go."

"I will bring you some books. We will discuss some art supplies later."

You've gone through all six books he had brought down to you, Gone With the Wind, Pride and the Prejudice, The Great Gatsby, To Kill A Mocking Bird, Little Women, and Wuthering Heights. Sighing you had lost track of time, your sleep schedule was likely off, and your eating habits were off, you were losing weight, at least you showered, and he had given you a razor, knowing that you wouldn't harm yourself, so at least you could keep up on your shaving. He gave you clean clothes every day. To some, this wasn't so bad, but to you, it was starting to wear on you.

One night Hannibal had decided to sit in the dark you had no idea he was there. You had gone to sleep. Tossing and turning, cold sweats, you start dreaming.

You're stuck in a cage, hanging above a crowd of people, but there's something wrong with these people; they're sick, ill, bleeding from their eyes, noses, and ears. They're trying to get to you, trying to claw at you, not eat you, but they want to kill you. You see Hannibal in the distance, and you start screaming for him. Your voice goes horse. You begin to panic a little more; you're thrashing about in bed. You shoot up and gasp for breath. "HANNIBAL!" you scream.

Standing up, he walks over to the wall looking at you. "Are you okay Y/N?"

"I had the worst dream. People were trying to claw at me, trying to kill me. They were bleeding from their eyes, noses, and ears... I was in a cage, hanging above them, they started to climb the cage, and you were in the distance. I tried calling for you, but I woke up. It was horrifying." You wrap your arms around your knees and look up at him. "Hannibal, please, let me go. Please." You start to cry.

Tilting his head, he looks at you and shakes his head. "I'm afraid I cannot do that." He turns and leaves.

After a few days, he has brought you some high-quality art supplies, canvas, paints, brushes. You had gotten back in touch with your artistic side, and it was honestly a nice feeling. He would come down and watch you, observe you, and you had grown to like his company. Each day you two would talk a little longer, get to know each other a little better. You two would even have art time together and eat dinners together. He kept you in this glass box, and as time went on, you had grown accustomed to it. He had even given you a cat to keep you company. Things were changing in you.

Over time, you had liked the idea of being with him; it was this feeling of calm over you when you saw him. It was like everything was going to be okay. Fleeing wasn't a thought, not so much anymore- at least. He sits there and looks at you. "Good afternoon, Y/N. How are you feeling?"

"Hannibal, I would like to see the outside. Would you accompany me?"

He smiles and looks over your face. Tilting his head, he looks deep into your eyes and unlocks the door, takes your hand, and brings you out back. The sun hits your face you smile. Looking up at him, you smile again. "What a lovely day." you smile. And your wheels start turning surveying the area, but there was this tiny bit that stopped you; if you ran, and he caught you, your next capture, you could be the next meal.

[evierena]

The Brothers eavesdropping to MC accidentally confessing their undying love for them. Part 2

INTRO

MC was having their monthly catch-up call with their best friend in the Human Realm. At first, their friend could not believe the situation MC was living, but after a few calls they had finally come to accept the whole "I was summoned to Hell, but it's called Devildom, and now I have to live with 7 hot demon brothers and they are actually kinda nice" situation (yeah, Levi would be proud of my naming skills). Anyhow, during this specific call MC was filling in their friend with the latest update on their newfound feelings for one of the brothers, not knowing that said brother was actually outside their room, eavesdropping! And then, their friend asks "What is it about him that you love so much?"

What did MC respond? How did that brother react and what did he do with that information? Well, let's see...

Asmodeus

- Impromptu spa night!

- That's what he was thinking when he headed to your room, wanting to test a few new products he just gotten his hands on.

- Of course, he had to stop for a second to fix his already perfect hair before going in your room, and that's how he got to listen to your friend through the phone asking:

- "Why do you love this Asmo guy so much?"

- Asmo's eyes went 👀 and he decided to stay a little longer just outside your door.

- "Well, that's easy. Because he's been so sweet and supportive of me, he always tries to bring a smile to my face, he also knows when to stop his innuendos and respect my physical boundaries. Everyone else just see the Avatar of Lust in him, sometimes I feel like even he just thinks of himself as just lust embodied, but I think he has a lot more to offer than just mind blowing sex. He's more fragile than he lets on, his sassy and mean façade are to cover up his insecurities and his vulnerability. He's the King of Self Care but that doesn't mean he loves himself as much as he proclaims, actually I think that the first is a way to make up for the lack of the latter. However, I see the way he craves non sexual affection, the sweet and soft sides of love that he's been denied for his sin. I see all of that and I think he's still the most beautiful being I've ever laid eyes upon, and I have already met another fallen angels, angels, demons and humans. Also, I've seen the way he can create something beautiful out of scraps, how he can redecorate and sew together clothes, accessories and a lot of other cute little trinkets, his creativity is really impressive and I'm so proud of him. I love Asmodeus like I've never loved anyone else in my life".

- Asmo let himself draw another breath in when he finished listening to your accidental confession.

- You loved him for himself. You saw beyond his mask, and still thought of him as the most beautiful being in your life.

- Asmodeus was crying, relieved and moved. He felt the familiar warm and fuzzy feeling he usually felt when he would catch you staring lovingly at him.

- The fifth born was no fool, he caught you multiple times sighing after him, but he was never sure what you meant. Were you desiring him just as much as he was for you? Was there something more? Would he be ready to accept it if it wasn't? Could he recover from being seen just as Lust by you of all people? He wasn't sure, which is why he hadn't acted on his feelings any more than the usual.

- But now, he had the words he longed to hear from you. He was trembling from happiness, he was ecstatic, he couldn't help himself from bursting into your room, catching you in your comfy pj's, hair pulled back and cellphone in front of your face while your best friend continued talking through the camera, but you were busy staring at the tearful pink haired demon.

- He knelt beside you in your bed, he hold your face toward him, skin products forgotten in the floor, and he started to pepper your face in kisses mumbling in between how much he loved you too, and how happy he was to have met you.

- In conclusion, hearing your thoughts about him eased his worries and encouraged him to finally claim the sweet love he's been craving from you.

Beelzebub

- Sweet hungry boy was in his way to the kitchen, and when he passed by your door, he started craving something other than food, something more like your company, so he decided to ask you if you wanted a late night snack with him.

- Of course, because this is how it works, just as he was going to knock on your door, he heard loud and clear.

- "So, you're saying you fell in love with Beelzebub"

- That wasn't your voice, actually, he remembered it from that time he was in your room watching a movie and you received a call from the human realm, it was your best friend from there, right? Then, what were they talking about?

- "Yes" you replied.

- "But why? Can you explain it to me?"

- Boi, did he forgot all about his cravings, all he wanted to hear was your response.

- "Beelzebub is the prime example of a gentle giant. He is so, so, so gentle with me, except for that one time, but still. I love how calm it is to be with him, how honest he is with his feelings for his brothers or in general, he isn't afraid to say he loves them, specially Belphie. I love how easily he welcomed me into his family, I love the way he earnestly tries to control his stomach, I'm saddened thinking that his sin consumes so much of him, but I'm amazed that even like that, he still has so many different thoughts and feelings aside from food and hunger. He is so soft and he works hard, he doesn't talk much but what he says, he means it completely, he protects me from everyone even himself. I'm completely smitten for him, honestly, if he asked me, I would let him eat me alive, but at the same time I know he would never hurt me. His presence has helped me go through so much. When I'm stressed he's always there to let me vent or to reassure me that I can keep going, to offer me his precious snacks when I'm tired, and his hugs when I'm feeling down. I... I love Beel."

- An unaware ear to ear smile was present in the orange haired demon, his heart and stomach agreeing that what he needed now was to hold your human form in his arms and treasure you for the rest of his immortal life.

- What was the best way to convey his feelings to you? He didn't want to upset you by admitting he had eavesdropped in your private conversation with your friend, but he wanted, craved and needed to express his own feelings.

- Of course, food and cuddles.

- So he continued to head toward the kitchen and he began to gather your favorite snacks, well, what he could gather given that the kitchen rather lacked all your human preferences but he managed somehow.

- And then, he went straight to your door, this time knocking before he heard anything else.

- When you opened and saw the huge and adorable demon, holding food and with an excitement you couldn't quite understand in his purpleish eyes, you let him right in.

- Your phone call was finished and so, Beel sat down in your bed and offer you the snacks.

- When you asked why he simply said "Because I love you"

- Damn this beautiful, smooth, adorable giant. Now you were blushing and your brain scrambled trying to find an answer for such a sudden confession.

- After that initial shock, you also responded to him with your own feelings, and he began to explain that both his heart and his hunger, although never truly satisfied, were now fuller thanks to you and your presence in his life. And that is as much of a romantic confession you'll get, because for him, that is honestly how he feels and he hopes you understand what he truly means.

- Of course you do, and you're about to cry because omg your crush just confessed to you.

- Then he gives you the snacks, and he said he was sorry for not being sorry for eavesdropping on you earlier.

- What can I say? You said you loved his honesty.

- In conclusion, Beel is more satisfied now that he listened to your confession, and is even more now that he also confessed. Now you both get to be full and satisfied with each other.

Belphegor

- In his defense, he technically wasn't eavesdropping, it was your fault for not realizing that he was also in the attic, under the covers in one recondite corner, half asleep.

- So, you were talking with your bestie, and your laughs and antics while updating them on your life, woke him up completely, but he was having fun listening to the way you retell your adventures with him and his brothers.

- And then, your friend asked: "Soo, MC, have you finally confessed to sleepy boi?"

- Well, well, what do we have here? Thought Belphie, even more invested in your conversation now that it had took a turn to his liking.

- "Of course not! These days I have been so conscious about him I can't look at him much less be alone with him to even think of confessing"

- Oh, so that's why it seemed like you were avoiding him.

- Honestly, Belphie thought you had finally come to your senses and realize you shouldn't involve yourself with him for your own good. He was hurt, it hurt him more than he was willing to admit, and he had isolated himself to also avoid you, so it wouldn't hurt as much. That was the reason he was in the attic that night.

- "Anyway, MC, just let me ask one more time, why is it that you love Belphegor so much?"

- He heard the hitch in your breath, he heard you inhale and exhale deeply, but he himself stopped breathing at all, an he stayed still trying to attract the least attention to himself in the corner. He felt a light blush paint his cheeks, sweat forming in his forehead.

- "Well, even though we started off badly, he has repent himself, he is still trying to earn my forgiveness, it doesn't matter how many times I tell him I already did. He understands me, he gives me a safe space to just sleep and let go of my stress, he listens when I want to vent, and I honestly find his humor hilarious and relatable. He is a bit bratty but I find it so cute. And he is hurting so deeply, he has been for so many years, so beyond our existence and just now he is starting to open up, to let go, and heal, it's just beautiful. Belphegor is so simply beautiful, his soft smile, his lazy eyes, his crazy bedhair, his low and raspy voice. I love everything about him, and I will give all that I own to know more, to see more, to be there when he realizes his own worth"

- The youngest brother was blushing, and his heart was beating fast and loud in his chest, he felt a warmth spread through his veins he had missed during the last days without you.

- Belphegor knew right there, he was done for, it wouldn't matter whatever happened, it wouldn't matter what anyone said, he was going to love you for all eternity, and he would spend every second he could with you, treassuring you and loving you.

- Starting now.

- Belphie got up from his spot in the corner, startling you, he gathered his blankets and pillows and brought them to you, ignoring the fact that you were a panicking, blushing, stuttering mess.

- "Belphie... I was... It's just... It isn't... I-I" he put a finger in your lips, effectively shutting you up, he took your phone, and pressed it against his ear.

- "It's bedtime, so excuse us" and hung up.

- His heterochromatic eyes never leaving your e/c ones, his finger still pressed against your mouth, pillows and blankets surrounding both of you, his scent flooding your senses.

- You saw a smile pulling his lips up, his eyes admiring you with such soft love. His hand moved to cup your face, and he brought you in for a small kiss.

- And then he fall in the sea of fluffly warm beneath him, dragging you along, and he made sure to find the most comfortable position for both, one that allowed him to hold you and the he whispered.

- "I love you too, dummy"

- In conclusion, when Belphegor accidentally finds out about your feelings for him; he basks in the most sweet and peaceful dream he's ever had, with you right in his arms.

I struggled for months to write Belphie's part, but I finally did it & I quite like it.

Again, if you find any mistake, please, kindly point it out for me, so I can get better.

Thank you for reading and have a great day/night!

Atte. Evie

Edit: Here’s Part 1

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the viktor vector romance path + ending we deserve

Disclaimer: This is definitely something I came up with in my head. There will be a few instances that are solely made up so it can tie in with the “story.” This is purely fictional; something I wished happened if there was a possible Vik romance 🥰 This is based on my general knowledge of the game & Vik’s life. All gifs + images are from my own personal play through, but wouldn’t be possible without the help of the Appearance Menu Mod, found on Nexus Mods by the creators, MaximiliumM and CtrlAltDaz. And the shirtless Vik mod by the lovely samsnak ♡

It would start after completing the Paid In Full quest where you pay Vik back the eddies you owe him.

I feel like realistically, the general player would have to be at least halfway through the story to have collected enough eddies. I would say that a good point in the story where we can begin the romance is that you’ve already established a connection to Alt and have dealt with the VDB’s.

I think it would be a short side quest like River’s. Vik already plays a big part in the story overall on his own, so I don’t think it’s necessary to make his “side quest” too long. His romance would just be an addition to the ending.

And as much as I would love for him to be a bisexual option for both male/female V, if we’re sticking with the game’s standard with limiting partners to only one kind of partner, he would only be romance-able by a female V with a feminine voice.

V: Finally scrounged up enough eddies to pay you back in full.

Vik: Hold on to ‘em just in case - you need ‘em more than me.

V: I’m not taking them all the way to my grave, Vik. Here. And.. thanks again for doing so much work on me ‘thout ever seein’ an enny.

Vik: That’s what friends are for.

Then, there is an additional option for dialogue to trigger the romance path.

V: Friends? I think you’ve been in and out of my body more than anyone else I’ve hooked up with in Night City.

He laughs, with a coy smile. “Well, can’t argue with you there. Why don’t we take some of these eddies and grab a drink. You know, to celebrate. Catch up on old times. Haven’t seen you round here much lately, kid.”

You agree to meet at the El Coyote Cojo tomorrow evening.

You meet around 9 PM and you are welcomed by the sight of Pepe and Vik at the bar.

V: Nice choice of venue.

Vik: Thought you’d like it. Haven't been here since.. well, you know.

V: I miss him, Vik.

Vik: I know, V. Me too.

You immediately take a seat and tinker with a few dialogue options, where you can either have a sweet moment talking about Jackie or some surface questions to ask, like how he’s doing, what kind of drink he likes, etc. But it all winds down to Jackie anyway, where Vik confides in you about his past. Judging by how Vik was so affected by Jackie’s death, and V’s (if you chose the suicide ending), you can tell that he has lost a lot in his life, and keeps his circle very small.

You then achieve an even closer, more personal relationship with him. But, ultimately nothing happens other than the usual, wait 24 hours in game for a text/phone call from Vik to head into the next stage. At least now, you have established the foundation for a future romance.

Halfway through the 24 hour period, you get a text from Vik thanking you for the lovely evening. No reply needed, as he calls you once the 24 hour mark hits and invites you out for another date.

You meet at Tom’s Diner for coffee in the afternoon. It starts off with him apologizing for being emotional the previous night and asks if you’re open to hanging out again and going down to Pacifica to watch a fight with him.

Vik: Hey, V. I just wanted to apologize about last night. I didn’t mean to be such a downer.

V: It’s okay, Vik. We share the same grief.

Vik: I was going to head down to Pacifica and catch a real good match later on today. I was wondering if you’d like to come along, think it’d be great for the both of us, you know, as a distraction.

pssst even Johnny’s rooting for y’all ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Johnny: Hmm, interesting.

V: What?

Johnny: Never thought you'd be going out with this guy.

V: Vik's amazing. And I mean--we basically owe it to him since he practically saved our life.

Johnny: Don't tell me you're going out with him out of pity.

V: I'm not.

Johnny: I know, I can feel you get all mushy-gushy. It's almost repulsive. Just wanted to hear you admit it.

V: Eat a dick, Johnny.

You arrive before the GIM and blend into the crowd.

V: Nothin’ like watching guys beat the shit out of each other to get your blood pumpin’, huh?

Vik: This is a real good matchup, V. This kid’s fresh, young talent.

V: You miss it, don’t you?

Before the fight begins, Vik shares a story about his time in the ring and coming in second in the Watson Boxing Grand Prix.

There’s some extra fun options in the dialogue, you can bet some eddies on who’s gonna win, or side with him. The fight ends, and you two head outside.

Since you’re already out in Pacifica, you head over to the boardwalk (where you would ride the roller coaster with Johnny) and he starts telling you about the last days of his boxing career and how he transitioned from the sport to being a ripperdoc.

You both share a sweet moment with each other, reminiscing about old times and talking about V’s future with the relic. This is where I would see Vik confessing how he feels about you, mentioning how grateful he is for Jackie introducing you to him.

The evening ends and Vik asks you to give him some time to try and dig up some footage from his storage and have you come over to watch. You can kiss him then wait another 24 in game hours before the last quest. Halfway through, he texts you and asks you what you’d like for dinner. You can opt for pizza or chinese.

I haven’t seen or read anything about how or where Vik lives. If I overlooked something, please let me know! But for the sake of the story, let’s say he does actually have his own place that’s now introduced in the game. Personally, I think he has a typical bachelor pad, like a really nice apartment. Not too far from his clinic either. He looks like he would just walk to work. Vik definitely has a lot of money, but he’s so humble I doubt he would choose to live lavishly. As mentioned in the beginning, he typically just “sleeps nights” ever since he was over “being a legend” so I’m guessing his lifestyle is very routine. He goes to work, goes home, sleep. Seems unlikely he has a place like the Peralez’s. It would probably be just the same as V’s but decorated to his taste.

The evening comes and you are over at his place. He’s dressed in just a white undershirt, no exo-glove. You get to know more about his family, how he grew up — scanning things around his place. Then he plays some footage of one of his fights for you, while you two have a conversation and share a beer. As you two sit on the couch, you get close, then have an opportunity to kiss him.

then this is where da sex happen hihihi (ノ・ω・)ノ

The next morning you wake up and you two have a heartfelt conversation about where this is going. He already knows your situation, so I would assume he is very accepting and supportive. And with Vik, he seems like the kind of guy who would still want to be in your life and keep the friendship the same way despite no longer being together romantically. So it’s official. He’s your man 🥵 !!11!1!

Like how River gives you the “fuck the police” tank top after sleeping with him, I think Vik would give you his Night City Devils t-shirt that provides you with a significant amount of armor or some kind of cyberware upgrade that makes you invulnerable for a brief moment while using your hands to fight enemies.

Note: I was thinking of Vik giving V his boxing glove necklace, but because it's part of his character's appearance in the game, I don't think we would be able to essentially "take it" from him - unless he gives you a replica as a keepsake. Which I think would also work.

If you successfully romance, during the rooftop scene near the end of Nocturne OP55N1 (despite Vik’s disposition of him telling you to take matters in your own hands and being a little closed off), you still have an option to reach out to him when Johnny advises you to call a loved one.

V: Hey, Vik. I just wanted to say, thanks for hanging with me, until the end.

Vik: Quit talking like it is, V. Just do what you need to do.

V: I mean, think of it. It’s like I’m heading into the last round of this whole thing.

Vik: Well, in that case.. remember—keep your hands up, guarded at all times. It ain’t over just yet.

V: Heh.. I can feel it, just a few more punches.

Vik: Now look at you - the new welterweight champ of Night City.

V: Thanks, coach.

Vik: Last piece of advice from the coach's corner. Just.. be careful, kid. Remember, I’m with you.

Okayyyy, soooo I’m not the biggest fan of how CDPR gave us two of the same endings (Path of Glory). The only difference is that Rogue’s life is spared. I would have assumed that not only would we get to keep Rogue around, things should have played a bit more differently for V if we took the route of going solo against the corpos. So let’s tweak it.

This specific ending; it should be after getting through Don’t Fear The Reaper where you single-handedly manage to rip through Arasaka by yourself. Johnny goes back to Alt & Rogue is still alive. Yes nobody dies!!!

(honestly this ending can apply to any love interest you choose)

Vik and V are now living together in a lavish penthouse, entertaining an upcoming merc to do their work for them (which is now the current POV of the player.) You were recruited by Rogue at the Afterlife, who told you to visit this couple for a real, preem job.

They give you some vague details about the gig and go on for a brief moment about what you will be doing and what you should expect. Vik emphasizes to you that it’s important you get what they need because it’s for his wife, V, as her life depends on it.

As Never Gonna Fade Away is playing in the background, they tell you to break into Arasaka HQ.

Then the game officially ends.

[asknarashikari]

Minific idea: Sentai peepz tell the stories of how they were turnd into villains, temporarily. (Takeru in the Goseigers vs Shinkengers), (Misao in Zyuohger), (Right, technically using the powers of the enemy?) (Takamichi from Kiramager)

Well. There's the Formerly Evil/Brainwashed/Went Berserk or Crazy/Fought My Friends Support Group...

"...A support group. For formerly brainwashed heroes?" Takeru repeated. "You're not serious, are you?"

"I wish I wasn't," Tsukasa replied. "It was originally founded by some of us Riders, but we started inviting Sentai people some time ago," he explained.

"...Oh." Takeru replied. "You're part of this group, I presume?"

"Comes with the 'Destroyer of Worlds, Former Leader of Shocker' territory." Tsukasa said wryly. "You don't have to come if you don't want to, but I just thought I'd bring it up, when I remembered about that... incident of yours."

"Ah." Takeru was silent for a moment, looking pensively at the magenta-lover. "Does it help you? Being in this group?"

Tsukasa regarded him, then nodded. "...Yeah. Honestly, it helped me a lot."

"...I'll think about it," he said finally, after a long moment. "When and where?"

Tsukasa smiled. "I'll text you the details."

~0~

A few days later, Takeru sat awkwardly in a small Tokyo café called the Cous Coussier, in what curiously looked like a group therapy circle. Only, it seemed like none of the attendees were therapists, just "patients" like him.

Tsukasa gave him a short nod from across the room, which he managed to return stiffly. Takeru also recognized a few of his fellow Sentai heroes scattered about- was that all of the Kyouryugers at the snack table? And what was Right doing here?

"Are you new here?" Takeru jumped at the voice that came up from behind him. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's alright." Takeru said as the other man took a seat beside him. "Yes, I'm new here. Kadoya-san was the one who told me about... this."

"Whoa, Tsukasa did that? Didn't expect that from Pinky..." he whistled lowly. Takeru chuckled at the nickname. "Oh, I should introduce myself. I'm Fukamiya Kento. Swordsman of Lightning and Kamen Rider Espada."

"Shiba Takeru. Shinken Red, of the Samurai Sentai." Takeru said in return. "Nice to meet you, Fukamiya-san."

"Call me Kento," he waved off. "After all, we're here to commiserate about having done some pretty shitty things, formalities be damned." he said wryly.

Takeru blinked at him. "...Should I ask?" he questioned. "I mean... the reason..." he trailed off, not knowing how to put it politely.

"Why I'm here?" Kento said, knowingly. Takeru nodded numbly. "Well... the long story short, I was sealed in a magic sword, saw the love of my life die and the apocalypse over and over, went a little crazy, and decided sealing the swords my friends use to fight evil was the only way to stop it." He snorted, self-decrepatingly. "Not one of my finer moments."

"...Oh. That almost makes what happened to me fairly tame." Takeru admitted. "I was captured by the enemy and brainwashed to fight my friends. I also nearly killed my kouhai while I was it." He sighed. "I did bring it upon myself, though- if I only called my friends earlier, I probably would've spared them a lot of grief."

"We don't really do that here. Compare how much better or worse what happened to us was, that is." Kento explained. "We just try to help each other cope with the things we've done. And forgive ourselves, maybe." He looked at his hands. "I'm pretty shitty with that last one, admittedly. But... I think one day I can."

Takeru chuckled, clapping a hand on Kento's back. "I guess we're in the same boat on that regard, friend."

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Note: In this chapter there will mention two of my oc ( original character) their physical appearance will be present in the future chapters.

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Chapter 2: Cafè and tea

In the morning the rain was strumming against the window of her room and  she was preparing herself to go into the living room. She decided to wear a light pigiama suited for the weather and thought that it was unnecessary to wear the golden ring she usually uses because no one was going to see it anyway beside her parents. It has already been several days since she came back to Japan and she mostly spent her time with her parents: cooking with her mother, training with her father and beating him in a game of chess. Mundane actions that people usually do with their parents but she can't, due to the fact that she lives far from them.

She decided to join his father in the kitchen who was busy cooking breakfast.

Aizawa noticed the presence of his daughter when she entered the room, 

"Goodmorning Y/n, your mom already left this early in the morning to work".

"Morning Dad, are those pancakes?," she asked, setting the table.

"Yes your favourite, you can already eat the one on the table while it's still hot ," he said, pointing at the table where there were several pancakes on a plate.

"Thanks Dad," she glanced outside the window and there was still a drizzling rain, " the weather forecasts show that around lunch time there will be sun for the rest of the day, so me and Yuga  planned to meet each other in a cafè nearby,".

"That sounds great," he flipped the last pancakes on the pan and he put it on his plate and then he took a chair beside her daughter.

"Well dad thank you for the breakfast,".

While cutting his food, he asked her, "Y/n in a few days I have the final appointment at the tailor shop for my wedding suit. I wanted to ask you if you can come with me?,".

"Are you asking  me that because you genuinely want me to be there or you  just don't want to be alone with uncle Mic?," she said while spreading the Nutella on her pancake.

"A mix of both, so are you coming?,".

"Of course I will, it's not everyday to see you in such a formal outfit," he rolled his eyes at her daughter's comment, making her tease her father more, knowing his preference over more comfortable clothes rather than elaborate one's.

"But Dad, one week before I came here in Japan you told me that Nezu offered you the position of UA principal, have you already made a decision?,".

Once he heard the question, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and slowly he put the fork on the table. "Honestly no". 

"Why?".

"I thought about it and Y/n I know it's a great honour to be the UA principal but," crossing his arm he continued, " I'm getting older and I don't if I can continue to be a hero for more years let alone be the UA principal," he said touching his left leg. She knew what exactly he meant with those words. "Beside," he added, " working as a principal, sure does take off your free time and I prefer spending my free time with your mom rather than working on paperworks,".

"You really love mom," she said.

"Well yeah, that's why I'm marrying her," he admitted with a smile on his face.

"That's it I'm going to tell mom when she comes back home,".

"Please don't, she will tease me about it for the whole week,". 

Both of them almost finished  eating their food when her father asked, "Y/n I know you told us you took this vacation for health reasons but it might also be because of those articles about you?". 

She immediately stopped eating, her eyes were avoiding his father's gaze, almost ashamed to meet them,"So you saw it".

"Yes I saw them, I read those negative reviews about your latest book so does your mom but don't get down on yourself. I know how negative opinions of others can bring you down but don't forget that you will always have me and your mom support you for everything. Me and your mom just want you to communicate with us when something is wrong," and now it was his turn to avoid her gaze, not wanting her to see his eyes tearing up, "we just don't want to repeat what happened to you six years ago,".

She listened attentively at his words, she knows how both of her parents suffered for the events of that day and she promised to herself that it will never happen again, "I know dad I'm working on it and I promise you, you will never see me again in that situation".

"Your mom and I just what the best for you," he said, patting gently on your head.

"I know dad I know," she admitted, giving her father a reassuring smile.

"Oh wait, you said your meeting Aoyama right," he pulled out from his pocket his wallet and gave her 13,000 yen  (99 in euro, 117 in dollars), "here take it,".

"Dad, I'm twenty-six years old, I can pay for my stuff,".

"Just take it ok," He replied while sipping a cup of coffee pretending not to hear the protest coming from his daughter.

 

After the deep conversation she had with Aizawa this morning, she was now preparing to meet Aoyama. Once  choosing her outfit, she decided to wear the golden ring on the fourth finger of her left hand to complete the look. Fortunately the weather forecast was right and it was a sunny day outside and her best friend informed her that they will meet in a cafe. He told her how excited he was to try their famous cheesecake and the way he described the pastry makes her want to try.

It took only twenty minutes by walking from her house to arrive at the cafè shop Aoyama told her. From the outside the wall of the shop  was black and it was ornated with several climbing plants, there was also a big wooden door as the entrance and inside the place it was rather a cozy atmosphere.

 She was searching for her best friend who was in disguise to avoid fans attention towards him and he told her to be able to recognise him, he was wearing a green merchandise t-shirt of Deku with a pair of dark sunglasses and a dark blue bucket hat. After searching for a couple of minutes she finally saw her friend in the most isolated part of the shop and near him there was a TV attached to the wall. He was sitting in a chair using his phone but she noticed something different from her best friend. 

"I can't believe he really did that," she thought.

"Yuga I thought you were joking when you said to me you were going to dye your hair," admiringing his new hair color now similar to the shade of blonde of Lucius Malfoy.

After some years of not seeing her in person, he immediately gave her a warm hug, "Y/n!!! It's so nice to see you again". 

"Yuga, you don't know how much I missed you," she said, returning back the hug, "it's been two years since  we saw each other and the last time was when you visited me in New York".

"And what were you saying about my hair, for your information," flipping his hair with a hand in a too dramatic way, " these are amazing," he said, not caring too much about him blowing up his disguise.

"Whatever you say Lucius Malfoy. So how is my favourite hero?," she asked once they took their seats.

He confesses to her the struggle of being the number fifteen hero, how the paparazzi each day that pass are becoming more determined to invade his private life and his agency already gave five restriction orders to five paparazzi only this  last three months. He can't imagine how difficult it is for higher ranking heroes to maintain  their privacy, he admitted, but on a positive note he and his team are working hard to climb higher in the hero rankings this year and they are also trying to sign better sponsorships with other companies' brands.

"So yeah, this is basically what I've been doing in the last months," he picked the menu card, " and you, my favourite writer, keep me updated on what is happening in your life," he asked, flipping the menu card.

"Well first I'm sorry for what happened to you with the paparazzi, at least your agencies manage the whole situation well but don't worry I don't have any doubts that you will achieve the top ten hero podium. So you wanted to know my personal life or my work life?,".

"All of it," He admitted with a devilish smile painted on his face.

"You jerk, so where do I start," taking a deep breath, "let's talk first about work, even though I told my parents it was my own decision to be on holiday, actually, it is more like my agency imposed me to take this vacation, because of the critiques. Although my recent book was a success to the public, the critiques were, well, quite harsh. 

I have been working in this industry for a long time to develop a thick skin towards harsh criticisms but my agency didn't take it well, they told me, I should take time off from working before publishing a new book. They don't want to see again what they read about me in those articles written by literary critics, phrases like 'The book is so predictable, 'Has Adrianne lost her spark of writing?', 'The book is not on the same level as the other that she wrote', 'I will not even read to meet pets'.

He put down the menu card in his hands, "Y/n, I'm sorry for what happened to you but don't let those critics let you down. I know your worth as an writer and looks like also my colleagues know it, the way they were down knowing you took half year off from writing, you should have seen their reaction when they red what those literary critics wrote about you they were furious to them and every time they talk about your stories and theories about it, their face are engulfed of joy" he said taking both of your hands in his and slightly squeeze it. "Y/n if you can only see the happiness of my co-workers imagines the joy you bring to others millions of people that read your stories around the globe," he expressed with a smile on his face, after all the years that you know him that smile always brings you comfort. "Y/n remember you are the one who brought that medium company to become one of the biggest and most important company in New York with your amazing works, you are their big fish. Even if those literary critics didn't like your books, what can your company do against you? Fire you? Please they are nothing without you," he added.

Trying to not laugh at his last statement, she dried the tears forming in her eyes for the words of support from her friend, she said, "Ohhh Yuga chan, you really know how to make a woman cry".

He winked at her, "What can I say, it's the charm of being a hero".

"Ok let's stop with these tear-jerking moments and let's order." Playfully slapping his arm and picking up the menu card to choose what to order. "I honestly don't know what to pick besides their cheesecake, there are so many to choose from".

"Well I also recommend you to check their drinks,".

Flipping through the pages of the menu card, she decided what to choose, " I know what to order and you?," He nodded indicating to her, he was also ready to order.

A waitress came towards them after she called her, "Hi, are you ready to take an order?".

Y/n spoke for both of them, " Yeah, we both chose the cheesecake and for the drinks a black tea and a bottle of water".

"I'm sorry to say this but there is only one cheesecake left," the waitress informed them both.

"It's ok Y/n you can take it-"

"You are more excited than me to try their cheesecake, so I will pick the tiramisù instead of the cheesecake," she said to the waitresses.

Once the waitress was gone Aoyama told her best friend, " I still can't believe it, our friendship basically started thanks to cheese".

She laughed at what he said because it was basically the truth, she remembered the day she met him.

--

Her mother gave birth to her in Musutafu, Japan, but at the age of five her mother decided to move to London. When the young girl asked the reason why they needed to reside in another country, her mother's eyebrow frowned at the question but there was an evident sadness in her eyes and a wounded look  she tried to hide under a smile. Her mom lowered herself to approach the same height of her child and with her hand she gently patted the hair of her daughter and with hesitation she answered "It's for the best".

So the single mother and her daughter lived their life in tranquillity, trying to fit in a new community and culture with her mother working as a nurse in a big hospital in London and her going to school and living most of her childhood in England.

Y/n didn't make a lot of friends considering her timid nature until one day she discovered a blog that contains: information, fun facts and new discovery about cheeses. A lot of kids around her age didn't like the smell of it and they always say it because the smell of it reminds them of sticky feet. So when she met on this blog a person around her same age that also has the same passion as her they immediately became friends and this boy's name was Yuga Aoyama. 

The young girl and her online friend almost spent their time together, talking about what they wanna be in the future. 

"Y/n chan when I grow up I want to be a hero just like All Might," the young boy announced, showing to her the All Might plushie.

"I don't really know what I want to be when I grow up, maybe just like my mama?. I just want one day to meet you in person Yuga,". 

Unbeknownst to the ten years old girl, her wish will become reality when her mother informs her that they will go back to live again in Musutafu ,Japan. Her mom receives an offer to work as an assistant for Recovery Girl and to her mother's surprise her daughter was more than happy to go back to Japan because this means that she will have the opportunity to meet her online friend in person. 

After five years living in England they are finally back in Japan. Her mother was euphoric for the fact that both of them are finally back in their home country and after a few weeks of fixing their apartment Y/n didn't lose time to meet her online friend in person and they decided to meet near the UA school.

After meeting in person the two became closer to each other and their friendship solidified over the years until they both went to the UA high school with Aoyama achieving his dream to go to the hero course and her simply frequenting the general department. 

The first year of UA recently started and Aoyama and her were walking in the hallway of the school to go to the cafeteria during lunch break, their peaceful conversation was interrupted when they heard loud noises coming from their back.

There was a boy with blond hair and a black lightning symbol on his hair that just passed them running from something or rather from someone, "You see that boy his name is Kaminari, one of my classmates but I don't know why he's running this fast".

She was going to tell her best friend something until she heard another loud sound of explosion coming from  behind her. When she turned around to see what was the cause of the tumult the girl notice another blond boy running towards them with a furios remark on his face, the boy was clearly using his quirk in the school hallway, even if he wasn't allowed to, a blast of explosion appearing on his hands to be able to run faster and Y/n seeing all of this was already ready to ignore it until she heard.

"SHINE!".

After hearing those words coming from the blond boy, Y/n was astonished by what she realised and she didn't even register that she basically screamed to the boy, "What it's you".

Bakugo was searching for Kaminari trying to teach him a lesson for a stupid prank that him and Mineta played on him. After giving a lesson to Mineta it was Kaminari turns now, he was running to find him until he lost sight of him, the only evidence where to find him was hearing his scream of terror trying to escape from Bakugo. The angry blond male immediately knew where the noise was coming from and it was from the hallway near the cafeteria and of course Bakugo didn't lose time and he instantly used his quirk to run faster towards the hallway where the scream of Kaminari was coming from.

Out of frustration he let out a curse but he didn't know that screaming that word  can change his life forever.

In the hallway he saw his classmate Aoyama and a girl near him, he was going to ignore them until the unknown girl screamed at him.

Bakugo was continuously running but eventually lose his balance and control of his quirk when the girl in front of him screamed at him, his pupil become more dilated and suddenly his breath grow shorter until he was a few steps from the unknown  girl and at that moment he completely lose track of his footstep making him fell on the ground with the girl under him.

Y/n didn't understand what just happened, her body was lying on the ground and she felt a weight of another person on top of her, when she opened her eyes she was greeted with a pair of carmine eyes observing  her movement attentively. 

" Fuck it's you then ," Bakugo said.

--

"Y/n ," he called her, "you were zoning out," he added.

"I'm sorry I was thinking of something," she created an excuse, mentally scolding herself to stop reminiscing about the past with rose tinted glasses.

He was going to say something until both of their attention was now focused on the tv near them.

There was a lady in her thirties announcing that one month from now there will be an annual hero gala and the woman was presenting which heroes will be present that night. The lady was showing pictures of various superheroes which some of them were familiar to Y/n from Aoyama and old UA students but what caught her attention was the remark that the woman said when she presented the pictures of Bakugo and her girlfriend.

Look at those two our national sweet couple, we all can't wait to see them and in a few months by now there will be their six years anniversary together .

Y/n and Yuga looked at each other's eyes and they cringed at that nickname that the host gave them.

"National sweet couple? Seriously?," she asked, trying to hold her laugh.

A hand in front of his mouth to suppress his laugh, he said, "Believe me there are worse nicknames that I heard about those two. But you know what is more interesting," he suddenly lowered his voice and asked her to come near him, "there are some rumours in the hero circle that say that Bakugo cheated multiple times on Yua".

At his last statement, she looked with sadness at the golden ring present on her fourth finger and thought  Well this isn't like the first time that happen.

" but you know,  what is the most interesting part of the 'cheating rumors' about Bakugo is that none of it comes out from the public's eyes," he added.

"Well this is strange considering this is the type of news paparazzi and the media will fight to know ".

Suddenly the conversation she was having with her friends was interrupted when a waitress served them their food.

"Y/n  let's stop talking about Bakugo love life, tell me about yours-".

"Not existent," she cut him short.

"Oh c'mon Y/n there will be someone who can make your heart beat again- ".

His complaints were interrupted with the ring of her phone.

"Who is it?," he asked.

She checked her phone and told him, " It's Aki".

"Speaking of the devil. You mean that Aki, the son of the president of the company you work for? The golden bachelor of your company and every female tried to seduce but failed eventually?," he said, drinking his tea.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your fantasies but he's only a good friend of mine, probably he only called just to talk about work knowing him," she admitted, answering the call.

"Hi Aki, ohh you're coming to Japan, when?,".

She heard her friend whispering to her, "Interesting," she rolled her eyes at her friend's comment.

"Ok bye Aki,".

"So what did you talk about,".

She told Aoyama what they talked about and it was mainly about work. Aki is the vice president of the company and in a few days he will come to Japan to take over an important project that was to build a new branch company located in Tokyo.

"And he also asked me if he can take me out to dinner when he will be here,".

"Well well well this sounds like a date to me. Do you ever think that he might have feelings for you?," he asked.

She defended herself, "We knew each other for a few years now, if he ever had feelings for me I should have noticed it by now".

" Y/n , I mean you didn't even notice when Bakugo had-".

She knew exactly where he was coming from and she didn't like it. She touched the ring in her finger with her other hand and with a firm voice  she said to him, " Aoyama, stop, I might have not noticed in the past  but now I will definitely know if someone has it".

Aoyama noticed her discomfort around that particular subject and he immediately tried to ask for forgiveness, "I'm sorry. I should've thought better before bringing it out that subject".

"It's ok Yuga. I shouldn't be angry with you about things that happened years ago," she comforted him, returning to her calm nature.

"No no no I'm on the wrong side this time and I want you to forgive me by going shopping and let me pay for your stuff," he informed her.

"Wait no you shouldn't do it-".

"I insist Y/n and I don't accept no for an answer," he announced, winking at her.

"I mean if you insist….".