#ask oneechan

[jjoneechan]

hi im sorry if i sound forward but is there a way you could post your animation with the dream team part? it’s my favorite and i want to directly support you instead of reposts xd

THATS SUPER SWEET OF YOU! I'm so thankful for the support!! heres the other half from my post with updated unstretched video!!

[xxsabitoxx]

Experience

Kishibe x Fem! Reader

Warnings: large age gap (reader is in her 20s but it’s unspecified) and Kishibe is 50, car sex, hand job, degrading, praising, smoking

A/N: this was meant to be a short 1-1.5k Drabble but it turned into a mini smut instead (my brain is weird so some of y’all may still consider this a Drabble or you may consider it a full fic… idk man) anywho here he is :)

Word count: 2.6k

“You… you can’t be serious, oneechan.” Denji was staring at you with an udon noodle hanging between his lips. You chuckled at Denji’s constant use of calling you “big sis” — Aki had reprimanded him forever ago about using formalities with you. You had told him senpai was far too much and that calling you oneechan was fine. Still, it made you chuckle that it was the only nickname he ever stuck too with no bribery needed. Aki still used the gum tactic to get Power and Denji to use the correct terms while addressing him.

“I am serious.” The smile never left your face, watching as Denji slurped his noodle the rest of the way. “But why? He’s so old! Hell he’s over half your age! Ain’t he like 50 or something? And you’re like 20-something? I doubt he can even get his dick hard!” You rolled your eyes, laughter bubbling in your chest as Denji’s clear shock at your crush on his mentor. You’d known Kishibe since you joined public safety a few years prior, having worked alongside Aki when it came to training under the man’s brutal regime.

“Oh I doubt that. Kishibe is a man of experience, he probably has over 30 years worth with women.” Denji still couldn’t see how that would appeal to you, if anything he thought it should be a turn off. “That’s 30 years of use. You’ll probably catch a disease.” At that you couldn’t help but snort, putting your cigarette to your lips and inhaling. “Just think about it for a second, Denji. Wouldn't you want a woman that knows what she’s doing? One that would know how to take care of you?”

“I mean yeah, but maybe a woman that’s only a couple years older than me. You’re going after a man that was well into adulthood by the time you were born.” You shook your head, finding it rather funny that Denji was seemingly peeved by this. “That’s real bold coming from you, Denji-kun.” The blonde quirked his eyebrow, eyeing you suspiciously as he went in for yet another helping. “You and your crush on Makima? The fact that she seems to reciprocate your advances? Kinda a similar situation… but mine is legal.”

You shrugged your shoulders, blowing the smoke you had inhaled. “Yah, whatever… go for your creepy old man then.” He stuck his tongue out as you rolled your eyes, a victorious smile still present on your lips. “No really…” he drawled softly “he’s right there.” You froze, head whipping around to the direction Denji had motioned to. Sure enough, Kishibe was sitting at the bar, a glass of whisky in front of him… typical. You turned back to Denji, utterly mortified. “You don’t think he heard us, do you?” The blonde shrugged, a shit eating grin creeping up his face.

“Denji!” You whisper yelled this time, face growing warm. “Huh?” He spoke a little louder than necessary “I don’t think he heard? What’s the big deal anyways? Ain’t you want him to know? So you can like…actually do something about ya crush?” He drawled loudly, enough to draw a few wandering eyes to your table. “N-not the point! Shut up!” You were snuffing out your cigarettes on the underside of the table seconds later, ready to make a quick escape before Kishibe could even notice you there.

The problem being, you knew your old mentor fairly well. It was more than likely that he was already aware of your presence. Not only that but you were nearly positive he’d probably heard you and Denji talking about him. You wouldn’t be able to escape him unless you put a conscious effort into sneaking out of here. Even then, he’d find a way to corner you and ask you what the hell was going on. “Eh, whatever oneechan… at least I have the guts to go for the people I like.” Now you knew you were done for.

If Denji was going to make this a game of confidence, you’d have to do your “big sister” duties and simply one up him. “You’re a pain in my ass.” You scoffed, watching the grin return to the blonde’s face as you pushed your chair out. “You can thank me later.” Was all he said, returning to his udon as you made your way to the bar. “Captain Kishibe.” You fought to keep your voice steady. Kishibe turned to look at you, the usual stoic expression on his face.

“Come to talk to the creepy old man sitting alone at the bar?” He chimed softly, watching your face morph into embarrassment as he confirmed your biggest fear. He heard everything you and Denji had said. “Blame blondey over there for that nickname. Guessing that if you heard what Denji had to say you also heard what I had to say.” Your arms clasped behind your back, fidgeting with your fingers nervously as you waited for him to speak.

Kishibe swirled his glass around, watching the amber liquid slosh before he brought it to his lips and downed the rest. “Oh, I did. Not that I’m shocked… you’re far more transparent with your emotions than you think you are, y/n.” You could have melted on the spot, seeped straight into the floorboards and disappeared forever. Instead, you shifted your weight from foot to foot, willing yourself to grow some confidence and test the waters. It didn’t seem he was necessarily shutting you down just yet.

“Well… I guess this was a pretty lame ass way of saying I have a thing for my old mentor.” Kishibe leaned back, eyes shutting briefly as he inhaled through his nose. “You’re just looking for someone to show you a good time. Tell me, have you ever actually enjoyed any of the men you’ve slept with?” His eyes opened and he turned to face you fully now, tapping the wooden top of the bar twice to signal that he was ready to pay his tab. “Truthfully, no.” A breathy chuckle left him, one that sent shivers down your spine.

“I see. I guess that would make it my duty, Hmm? Your old mentor has to show you the ropes… show you the good from the bad. A private lesson, if you would.” You didn’t quite know how to react, your brain working in overdrive to try and process the words he had just spoken. “S-so you’re saying you’ll…” you flinched at your own stutter, watching Kishibe eye you carefully. “That I’ll show you how a man properly satisfies a lady? Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying, Sugar.” Your heart jumped at the nickname.

You found it hard to speak, instead you kept your mouth shut and watched your old mentor pay his tab before grabbing his coat off the back of his chair. “I paid for the fool’s meal as well as yours, he’ll get home on his own just fine. Let’s go.” Kishibe was heading towards the door, you waited till he was facing away to shoot Denji a look. The blonde seemed a bit awestruck that you were already leaving with him, you just shrugged as you left. You’d probably have to apologize the next time you saw him.

Before you knew it you were slipping into the passenger side of Kishibe’s car, thanking him softly for opening and closing the door for you. He slipped on the other side a moment later, turning the key so the engine roared to life. “I didn’t think you were the car type.” You commented softly, eyes scanning the amount of gadgets that littered the dashboard. The car’s interior was all black leather, that was at least something you expected from him.

“I’m not but the holiday bonus was nice and I needed an upgrade anyways.” He cracked his window, lighting up a cigarette before pulling out of the restaurant’s small lot and out into the bustling street. You didn’t expect him to be nervous, nor did you expect him to be awkward about the situation. Yet you were practically squirming in your seat, hoping he’d show some sort of nervousness to help you feel less inexperienced.

His cigarette hung half hazardously from his lips, one hand on the wheel while the other came down to rest on your thigh. You nearly choked on your own saliva, heat pooling in your gut at the simple action. “Amuse me, would you? What’s the best thing a guy has done for you, Hmm?” Smoke puffed out around his cigarette, eyes locked on the road as he waited for your response. “Offer to walk me home.” You admitted sheepishly, not quite sure how he’d react to such a lame response. It was true your taste in men hadn’t really benefited you in any way up until now.

He let out a gruff laugh, slowing down as he pulled up to a red light and plucked the cigarette from his lips. “That’s it? Seriously? Where the hell are you finding these bummy men?” You weren’t sure why his clear annoyance affected you the way it did, but you found yourself struggling to not press your thighs together. A small effort to relieve some of the ache, you knew if you moved your legs even a little he’d feel it. Then again, he was driving you back to his apartment to fuck you… would it really matter? “No need to be tense.” He murmured softly, hand squeezing your thigh.

“…’m not tense.” A stupid lie but it made him chuckle so you couldn’t really be mad at it. “Let me help you relax.” The cigarette was back between his lips, hand on the wheel as the light turned green. Kishibe pushed on your thigh, silently asking you to spread them. It took your brain a few seconds to properly respond, spreading them just enough that he could fit his hand between them. “Atta girl…” smoke puffed out around his lips once again, filling your nose in an almost intoxicating way. You were a bit shocked by the praise, nearly letting a whimper slip out.

The man you knew as your mentor was certainly not the same as the man sitting beside you. Then again you doubted he would ever woo the amount of women he did with his mentor attitude. Kishibe’s hand gingerly crept up your thigh before dipping between to cup your panty covered cunt. You mentally thanked yourself for wearing a skirt, giving the man in the driver's seat easy access to where you wanted him the most. He could feel your warmth radiating through the thin material, on top of that he could tell you were already wet.

Kishibe exhaled deeply, forcing himself to remain focused on the road even though he’d really like to look over and gauge your reaction. Truthfully, he had been waiting patiently for quite some time now for you to be the one to make the first move. He wasn’t lying when he said you were transparent with your emotions, but even then he didn’t want to risk creating awkward situations. He was getting old after all, a fifty year old man going for a woman in her twenties would certainly look terrible on his part if the other party didn’t reciprocate.

Maybe he was just a creepy old pervert for thinking that way.

Regardless, it was starting to get hard to ignore the persistent stiffness between his own legs. You’re breathing had hitched, suddenly dizzied by the fact that his hands were already on you. Two fingers pressed against the wetmark on your panties, drawing a sigh from your lips as he rubbed the material softly. “You’re more excited than you let on.” it was an off hand comment, one that had your fingers gripping the door handle to keep yourself grounded. Kishibe’s fingers slid along your slit, settling over your pulsing clit.

“You’ve said no man has ever satisfied you… I take it because he didn’t know where this was…” he pressed down, sending a shock of pleasure through you. Your mouth opened but nothing came out, slowly he began rubbing tentative circles, making sure you keep his fingers on the cloth of your panties. He wouldn’t let you feel his bare fingers just yet. More smoke puffed out, filling the car briefly before being sucked out the window. “I asked you a question, sugar.” you turned to look at him, face warm as his fingers continued to pleasure you. “T-that would be right…”

“Every woman is different, is this good for you?” you knew he was referring to his current action. “Y-yeah but…” you reached for his hand, placing yours over his as you guided him to a faster tempo. Kishibe took the reins again instantly, chuckling softly as you let out a soft moan. “Hmm, that better?” it was low, enough you send shivers through you as your hips jerked into his hand. “Need more…” you couldn’t quite figure out what specifically you needed, you just knew you needed more of him. “I know.” was all he said, fingers working you up continuously as he drove.

Part of you had to wonder if he was even driving you to his apartment at this point. It felt like you were going in circles around the city as he got you off in his front seat. Before you knew it, you felt your orgasm creeping up on you. “S-shit…” you clenched around nothing, the tension in your gut had appeared a lot quicker than usual. “You’re gonna cum, aren’t you?” he teased softly, fingers picking up speed ever so slightly. You mumbled out some sort of ‘yes’, gasping softly as the tension continued to build.

Maybe it was the combination of everything, Kishibe, his hand, the fact that he was doing this almost absentmindedly while driving through the city, everything was edging you on. “Then cum for me. Show me how much of a little slut you are. I mean really, you’re going to cum from me rubbing you through your panties. You’ll ruin them.” You whined at his words, the tension building so intensely that you were certain you’d fall apart. “Atta girl…cum for me” encouraged again, rolling to a stop at yet another red light.

He looked over at you know, the sudden motion causing you to turn to look at him. “C’mon… no need to hold back.” he sneered, the ghost of a smirk on his lips. You felt your lower lip tremble, head turning to look back at the road as your orgasm crashed down over you. Breathless gasps escaped your lips, hand shooting down to hold Kishibe’s wrist as he continued to work you through your ogasm. “…ough… enough…” you squeaked, overstimulation taking over as the light turned green.

He only slowed because of the light turning green, hand never retracting from where it was between your legs. “Here we are.” He commented offhand, pulling into the parking lot of his apartment building. You blinked, the throb already returning. “Hope you’re not worn out… I haven’t even gotten to show you a proper good time.” He pulled into a numbered space, shifting into park and plucking the nearly gone cigarette from his lips. You watched him put it out on an ashtray in his cup holder, turning the car off a moment later.

“Well?” You shivered as his hand pulled away, making you want to chase after him. “Y-yeah…I’m not worn out. Hell, after your training it’s hard to ever get worn out these days…captain.” You teased softly, not knowing where the confidence came from. A smile actually tugged at his lips, hand reaching for the door handle and pushing it open. “I’ll remember that, sugar.” For some reason, you felt as if you had just dug your own grave.

[wintersera]

cw: they’re having sex 🤭 this isn’t stepcest btw

do you guys think sakura/kazuha has a thing for being called oneechan or something because imagine one day you call them that as a joke and it ends up with you being fucked over the desk 😭

like imagine, “kkura nee-chan look at what i found” and she’d jerk her head so quick likeeee 🫠 and she’d be so confused but so turned on. and you’d be confused as to why she’s acting so weirdly around you for the next couple of days before you call her oneechan again. OH now she’s cornering you and telling you that she’ll be a good oneechan and fuck you silly.

kazuha straight up blushes bc you’re only younger than her by a few months and you calling her oneechan would be so shocking to her, but ofc she wouldn’t mind that 🤭 goes to bed really horny after and fingers herself when she’d think you’re sleeping BUT ALAS!!! you’re in her room bc she was being so indiscreet lmaooo. moaning loud unconsciously and you just happen to be grabbing a drink. eating her out and asking if oneechan is enjoying it 🤯

[yanderefairyangel]

Fire Emblem Emotional Damage summary

Here is a recap of all the Engage post I did.

My gripes with Engage / some correction

Story Analysis

Is Engage story really all cheese ?

Fell dragon chart : how are the Dragon tribe working in Engage ? Fell xenologue x Main story

The timeline of Engage's story vs The Fell xenologue's timeline

The childhood of the Fell dragons comparison with additional data

Nel and Rafal's age.

Engage's villain deep dive : The Four Hounds / Rafal part 1 and part 2 /Additional content on Zephia 1 and 2 / Sombron is the perfect villain for Engage.

Focus on Brodia / About Firene / Is banditry in Firene caused by poverty ? my answer

Fell dragon fashion / part 2

Duality in Engage : part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 4 (centered around Veyle)

On why Xenobron is bad

A defense of Engage's cast 1 / 2

Morality in Engage and follow up

Brainwashing

Monster

Hope and despair

Engage's songs : Opening translation + commentary + Ending translation

Engage's worldbuilding

The Somniel is better then the Monastery

Theories on Engage's world :

Fell Xenologue theory about Nel and Rafal : Are Fell twins splitted version of One fell child in Elyos ? Commentary on 片割れ / Theory about Nel and "Nil"'s design.

Does Alear have rubrism ?

Crazy Engage theories

Comparing Sombron and the Fell twins : different Fell dragons

Was Sombron a Divine dragon in his world ?

Were Elusia worshipping Divine dragon before ?part 2. part 3. Tei's answer to the Engage interview confirm it ?!

Nel, Rafal and Corrin are cousins ?!

On Alear's S Support : four-loose-screw's answer and my additions.

On Alear's character specifically : subonsicous memory / Is Alear a coward part 1 and 2 / Alear's speech / Why Alear doesn't want to die / Alear in Heroes / More on Alear's memory / About Avatar worship / A new perspective on Alear's "Let's run" scene

Connection in Engage

Veyle's speech 1 and 2

Praying and Casting a spell /part 2

About the use of " "

"I am the thirteenth Emblem ? The Emblem of Fiery Bond ?"

Oneechan or neesan ?

Some of my thoughts : Overall, my opinion on Engage's character design

About the localization : Why I use the jpn version / About chapter 24 / Nel's comment on the time / Censorship on Sombron's ritual / Alear's cue in chapter 20 was changed because of language reasons /Etie got changed / Are the highwaymen in Alear and Céline's support chain from Firene ?

My response to the video ""When Art Becomes an Obligation: a Critique of Fire Emblem Engage" (check reblogg for additonal notes)

additonal debunk for someone who tried to debunk my response

Fanfiction :

Fell Xenologue rewrite : The story of the Fell siblings.

Why Lumera put the rings in Lythos Castle and not in Somniel (putting this one because for some reason this question is waaay to often asked...)

Commentary : Chapter 10 / Lumera's death scene (check reblogg for additional notes)

Not my posts * : on Engage's worldbuilding 1 / 2 /3 / 4 / Timerra focus / Alfred focus / Engage's writer / Alear's speech / About Alear (with my additions) / Love ? In my DLC ? / Analyzing the Emblems rings design

People who talk about Engage (feel free to reblogg this one to promote yourself or your mutuals)

So for those who aren't familiar with my blog, I am mainly doing Engage analysis because I am tired of the constant negativity around this game and that I wanted to see what works and what doesn't works in Engage's world. That's why I took in me to make a deep dive and dig as much as possible from Engage's universe.

Please, if you enjoyed this game, take a look and don't hesistate to share with me your opinions or share those post. I hope you'll enjoy them

*Those are post made by blog who also made Engage post and discuss the story that I decided to include for the sake of recomendation, don't hesitate to give a look

** I might add some others post in this one in the future, so stay tuned

[lemony-snickers]

from @imamonster456:

Kisame loves the rain. Of course he does; he's basically a sea creature. As he and Itachi wander a small forgotten village in search of a meal, Kisame removes his hat, tilts his head back, and lets the rain fall against his blue skin, mouth spread wide in a delighted grin.

Itachi, though? Every time he gets stuck in the rain, it feels like it's trying to smother what little fire remains with him. The faint spark that is still an Uchiha, still burns with pride and purpose.

The part of himself he misses most, the one he must be the most cautious about nurturing.

The place they find to eat is covered, at least, even if it's open air, and Itachi gratefully shucks his cloak and hat so he can hang them on a peg to dry what little they can manage. The restaurant is small, unassuming, the sort of place they always end up. If it has an inn attached, they might even spend the night, which he would appreciate as it would negate the necessity to camp in the sloppy forests surrounding the nameless village in which they find themselves.

Kisame spreads out on his side of the table, relishing the humidity with a deep sigh. The gill-like things on his face flutter a little, which fascinates Itachi almost as much as it sort of grosses him out.

"You're being morose," Kisame complains, glaring across the table, "knock it off."

Itachi just huffs, knowing anything he says to defend himself against the weather or his mood is just going to fall on deaf ears anyway.

Once they've ordered their food, the two men sit in silence. They talk so much all the time--too much, Itachi usually thinks--there is little to say, especially when in range of any potentially prying ears. Villages like this are good for them because no one asks questions of anybody else. But that means the other patrons are just as likely to be criminals as they themselves.

Just as Itachi's curry makes it to the table, a blur of color whizzes by him, splashing his pants with muck. He growls, low in his throat, and turns to give a tongue lashing to the person responsible.

But all the vitriol in his mouth snuffs out when he realizes who is.

The boy has dark hair and eyes, skin that looks like it's only ever existed beneath this same cloud-ridden sky, too pale to have ever seen the sun. He's maybe six or seven, the same age as Sasuke the last time Itachi saw him smile like this boy does now.

He's frolicking in the mud outside the restaurant, spindly legs splattered with it as he spins and jumps, leaping directly into a puddle until his shoes are soaked and he's laughing like he's just heard the greatest joke ever told.

It's sort of magical, Itachi thinks, and the sight nearly rips his heart straight out of his chest. He tries so hard all the time to forget what Sasuke was once like--what Itachi himself was once like--seeing such a stark reminder of what might have been feels like being cleaved in half by Kisame's chakra-hungry sword.

"Oneechan! Oneechan! Come on, it's fun!"

Itachi only turns away from the sight of the young boy playing when he hears the soft voice of oneechan when she tells him, "Fine, fine, I'm coming."

She's pretty, close to Itachi's age and clearly related to the muck-slick kid in the rain, the slope of their noses and the points of their chin all but identitcal. Her eyes are softer, though, even as they're fixed so pointedly at her younger brother.

Itachi watches as she joins the boy in the rain, squealing when he jumps full force into a puddle, splashing her simple dress with muddy water.

"Your'e a menace, otouto," she says, but there's no malice in the words. Only love. So much of it.

Itachi stares for longer than he ought to, but he can't tear his eyes away from the scene. Watching them play together diminishes the effect of the rain on his mood, surreptitiously lifting the corners of his mouth before he even realizes.

The boy grasps his sister's hands and starts twirling the two of them in circles, skipping and jumping while his older sibling maintains her footing, makes sure to steady him when he slips so he doesn't fall.

Their laughter drifts between the sparsely populated tables of the restaurant, and Itachi is suddenly glad they found an open air place to sit because otherwise he might have missed the sound.

"Just go already." Itachi turns back to find Kisame's food gone, though he hasn't touched a bite of his curry. "If it'll help your mood or whatever," he adds, pouting slightly as if disappointed his company isn't enough to lift Itachi's spirits.

In that way, Itachi sometimes thinks Kisame is like a big brother; wonders if he had any siblings of his own before he left his home village. They never talk about their pasts; once you're part of the Akatsuki, that's all you are.

"Don't be stupid," Itachi says, bending over his curry to take his first bite. It's still warm, thankfully, but no longer hot, which only proves how long he's been staring.

He sensitive shinobi ears perk up the moment the young woman's shoe catches on a stone, the small yelp she makes when her feet slip out from under her.

Itachi doesn't really know why he uses his finely-honed skills to catch her; only registers the movement when he feels her solid weight in his arms, looks into her wide, half-startled eyes, his long hair a curtain around both their faces, shutting out the rain and the rest of the world.

Any drying off he's done is worthless, now, the water soaks into his back and his shoes mercilessly as he asks, "Are you all right?"

"F-fine," she says, shaking her head as she steadies herself on her own two feet again.

Her brother pokes her in the hip and mutters, "You're clumsy, oneechan."

She smiles down at him. "That's true, but this nice man helped me. What do we say?"

The boy ducks behind that same hip, staring cautiously at Itachi with one eye. His mumbled, "thank you," is so quiet Itachi can't actually hear it over the patter of rain on the dirt road. He only knows the kid says it because his mouth moves.

Itachi should go back to his seat. Finish his curry and see if there's a dingy inn where he and Kisame can take refuge for the night. Instead, though, he crouches down so he's eye level with the boy and says, "You know, I have a younger brother who's a lot like you. You're lucky to have such a good big sister to play with."

In truth, Itachi has no idea whether Sasuke is anything like this boy anymore. And he certainly hasn't been a very good brother for him. But he stuffs down that grief, buries it deep.

"Do you think we should invite him to play with us, outoto?"

Itachi glances up to find the young woman smiling down at him, which catches him off guard. He's even more surprised when the young boy nods his head and jumps out from behind his sister, all vestiges of his shyness suddenly forgotten in favor of recruiting a new puddle jumper.

"Yeah, yeah! We can splash even bigger with another person! And he's strong, right, because he caught you oneechan, I bet he could make a huge splash even by himself!" The whole sentence comes out in a rush, the way excited kids always seem to string all their words together into one.

Itachi blinks when the woman's hand appears in front of his face. "Would you like to join us?" He flicks his eyes over to Kisame, who shakes his head, drags Itachi's curry across the table, and begins to eat.

Itachi smirks as he slides his palm against the one he's been offered and stands. That's fine. Itachi can always place another order for curry to go. For now, he wants to enjoy this feeling for just a little longer.

And as he skips in a circle with the little boy that reminds him so much of Sasuke and his big sister, Itachi feels his mouth pull into that same unexpected smile. He forgets about the dampness, forgets about his grief and all the weight of the expectations he still bears.

For a few brief moments, Itachi is no longer a rogue nin, a criminal. He's just a teenager having fun, letting his slacks get dirty and his hair get wet, and when he and the woman beside him laugh loud and long as the kid stomps into another mud puddle, he realizes he hasn't made that sound in a long, long time.

Maybe this weather isn't so bad, after all.

[castellla]

ok but fr kikuri is my fave because

1: same hat - i too, am 30something and on substances For Reasons.

the audience is basically handed a diagram that says: why does kikuri drink so much? :( -> oh right, yeah. Capital-and-Other-Isms

2: audience stand in - thank you for laughing at bocchi-chan's faces. wipes tear from eye they are funny

3: best damn mentor for a non-sober person award - look, seika can have the 'responsible person' stuff. who doesn't appreciate a distant, yet loving manager? the kind of person who secretly makes her kid sisters dumb friends 401k's and starts dumping whatever she can in there cause you think they're gonna do it? compounding interest compounds.

not this scrungly oneechan. come to kikuri's awesome boozehouse of fun and mistakes for the 'oh, you're pretty fucked up too! nice lol. like sux actually but Nice throws bocchi-chan a life-saving liferaft like it was nothing (come back here bitch i said i Owe you my Life)

and, well, she's so salazzled all the time that she's running Default Kikuri.OS which seems to be: just a happy lil guy. just here 2 have a good time and help other people have a good time also. if there's swears to be said, she might do it. if there's horny flirty things to be said, or perhaps, senpais to get handsy with...

will there be property damage: yes & it's why i'm worried she's Without a Home :sob: but it's worth noticing none of the property damage was damaged in anger - just like, drunken childlike joy/lack of impulse control. christ, you put a hole in the wall that easy? do you work out? are you on the straight dude workout regimen? ...o-or the not straight girl workout regimen? ...anyway, this does not negate the fact that shit did get broken.

will vomit be vomited: yeah, but in anime it's really funny and i can't smell it. i mean her throat probably hurts like fuck and shes gotta be nauseous tho

will thoughtless comments be commented: yes, but i feel like a villain for saying so!!!! oh well.

but i ask the Perceivers among us to consider what kind of things they last said when drunk - stupid? embarrassing? overly horny? - and remember that she's drunk basically All the fucking time. like all the time. the fact that she manages to say anything BUT the worst shit anyone's ever said out loud is a testament to her character as a human.

seems like the drunker + more rejected feeling she gets = sometimes, the harder in she leans to "keep tapping the skinner box of love until love come out"

Various Content makes her do a brock eyes opening thing to indicate shit's hitting a little different for ol kikuri-neechan

e12 -- bocchi-chan is gonna have a fucking panic attack at the worst possible moment; the dutch angle is kind enough to let us know kikuri saw that happen and gets it. i mean, wtf is she supposed to do from even the front for her, other than hope she'll be okay? thankfully, kita wanted to be a constellation so bad she watched her, saw it about to happen, and shredded to saved bocchi's hide. s-stupid femme beautiful rock princess i love her to death

consider her past; she started drinking to overcome the overwhelming anxiety of stage fright because she had no choice but to play music live for people. bocchi had nicobicobouga (assumed name) because the internet was around - but people older than her just didn't. if you wanted to play, and for people to listen, they'd have to be standing in front of you. yeah, shit sucks, actually. if you perhaps... suffer from social anxiety so badly you couldn't speak to your classmates, but wanted to play music soooo fucking bad because you couldn't imagine a life with you in it otherwise?... what other options did she have? booze is easy to get. especially in japan, and i imagine especially in a music setting. (i am a loser with sensitive ears so have no firsthand knowledge, however.) frankly i want kikuri to get a weed card slash dealer but that's just for me personally as a stoner dyke

she is lightly pushy about offering bocchi - who is of course, underage - alcohol. however, i really doubt it's her intention to do a hey bocchers. wanna WEED? at her: she is probably literally not able to cognitively remember the previous conversation(s) they had about it. she's never taken her 'no im too babey to alcalahol :(' and gone 'lol, sure. PEER PRESSURE, WOOO!' and kegstanded the poor little dweeb against her will.

given how just literally drunk she is and the level of impulse control that typically affords, i have to imagine: in the second in front of her: all she sees is - hey, look who it is! it's ol' bocchi-chan! bocchi-chan who is clearly having a Hard Time Coping. wonder if she wants a drink to chill out! better offer her some so she can have it. hey bocchers wanna Weed

...but the hardest thing about alcohol if you're underage is getting it! so, she offers, but hitori gotoh has the moral compass of a (insert competently-written metaphor - we'll definitely fix it in post!), so she truly seems content with not touching it until she's Of Age. uh, okay, "content" might not be the right word. aside from her own cynical, but not inaccurate mind palace excursions into the possible future that awaits her if she were to start drinking. plenty of people drink underage and don't become alcoholics - bocchi herself just has too much physical anxiety to cope with the thought of something that could have such enormous stakes. for her, the stakes of 'drinking' are social more than anything - she's paralyzed with worry about becoming a disappointment and burden to her loved ones. and she doesn't trust future bocchi to not do that. she sees every road as yet another slippery slope to humiliation and rejection. it is an utterly miserable way to live.

the human brain is wired to comprehend 'social rejection' with 'the threat of death.' for our evolutionary ancestors, not being able to fit in with the group meant getting ditched out in the middle of nowhere, literally left to starve and die alone. this is partly because one of our evolutionary legs-up was our ability to communicate with others, form groups, and cooperate. this is hunter-gatherer level lizard brain shit. it's important because we have to all understand: one way or another, we're all wired this way. it's more complex now, because society and technology have become more complex. but brain-wise? 'oh god, am i saying too much about LIZARDS and CAVEMEN' feels the same to bocchi as 'i was so annoying, even my own family would leave me alone to starve, because i was that permanently, irredeemably loathsome.'

a caveman bocchi-chan would be interesting. unga bunga

on a brain level, this is the fight-flight-freeze response bocchi is experiencing when she has her very funnily animated episodes. is it funny she's doing that? well, sort of... her face is pretty funny. her reaction is pretty funny. her internal experience is that of someone so absolutely petrified with the thought of being 'annoying' that she cannot proceed with her life.

no, she can't make an instagram - haven't you ever seen someone attention whoring so bad, you wanted them to die alone? no? ah, well. what if you thought they deserved to die for the sin of wanting attention? - she has an entire mind palace about it and screams like a broken speaker and all her friends are like 'shit! sorry! won't ask again. we cool?' and shes like 'oh yeah. my bad' and that WORKS, MAN, FOR SOME REASON.

it's nijika. nijika is the key. nijika's the reason kessoku exists. she's so fucking reasonable and normal and responsible and caring and kind. she goes, "excellent slapstick, chums. i shan't blame you all for being Such Big Lesbians All The Time, because i love you for it, but perhaps let's get out of the direct line of public sight, where harmful misunderstandings can occur, and wrap things up as cleanly as we can? no need for shame or angst; i don't need those apologies! ayamaru ga iranai! (would she yoko kanno/maaya sakamoto? huh. not very roccku...) she has her priorities straight.

we know who raised her, so nijika-chan is nijika-chan, but it's silly to pretend there'd be no influence. 'you're suddenly my only family and it's my responsibility to step up and Protect and Raise you right' is a hell of a drug. (seika i starts crying ALSO OWE YOU MY LIFE)

4 hot anime woman - they are free to obsess over without being a lil freak, so that's nice. okay maybe scratch the freak part ive been typing this for way too long for that qualification anymor

5 WHAT DO THOSE SHARK TEETH DO FOR REAL

6 "shinjuku, i LOVE YOU MOTHERFUCKERS!" if not the point i fell in love with her, the point i definitely fell more in love with her

[tokuteasings]

Kiss Headcanons - Ohsama Sentai Kingohger

IF I GOTTA FUCKING MAKE CONTENT FOR KINGOHGER, I FUCKING WILL. TALE ONEECHAN WILL NOT LET MY FELLOW KINGOHGER SIMPS GO HUNGRY-

so yeah ive been on a kingohger train ever since the first episode so here i am. im not sorry. now take it.

Warnings: Some is a biiiit nsfw kinda but other than that? Not much. Probably some OOC a bit but oh well. We’re all here to have fun anyway.

@lunalove25​ babe im so sorry fhdusihbugfh

Gira

Kisses with Gira are these sweet affairs that are accented by starlight nights, hand-in-hand, promises kept between the two of you that are these sweet little whispers within the wee hours of the night. It’s these waltzes that are sugary sweet and gets you addicted to him. He’s always holding you whenever he kisses you, never letting you go because he loves you oh so much! He’s princely, adoring, everything and anything you could want. He’s the boy next door, these summer kisses on the trail ends of a wonderland vacation and you kiss him like it's your last and you’ll never see him again. Gira always smiles into each and every kiss you two share because…he just does. He does it because these emotions make his heart flutter and he cannot help but smile!

It’s different when he puts on the image of the “evil king” however. These are passionate, secret trysts between lovers. It doesn’t mean he isn’t adorable during this, smiling into his kiss as well but it’s more so of a smirk. He’s also still clinging on to you while doing this, but it’s more so of an emotion of “I don’t want to let you go.” versus his normal emotion of “I want to be with you.” Sure the kids get all grossed out by the kisses but as dramatic as Gira is, he loves dipping you whenever he kisses you in this persona. Or spinning you around and then dipping you! Just to make the kids roll their eyes.

Hand kisses are different for each of the Kingohgers; but for Gira sure it’s this reverent thing but he adores hand kisses in general. Sure it’s a sign of royalty but Gira loves it when you kiss his knuckles since he’s such a tactile person first and foremost. He isn’t royalty but a king of evil and sometimes during roleplays he will dramatically kiss your hand and send you a wink. This leads him to spinning you around and dipping you as said earlier but honestly, these hand kisses almost make him shy if you give them back to him. He does preen inside at them but it’s different now that he’s actually an “evil king” and a part of him feels…almost unworthy? He’ll brush it off if you ask him about it but it’ll take some time for him to get used to you kissing his hand. Giving your hand kisses is merely a gesture that is something that simply happens! He doesn’t give hand kisses as much as like cheek or lip kisses but these are nice. 

Gira also is a spontaneous kisser! Whenever he sees you, he has this energy to him that makes him want to run to you, catch you into his arms, and kiss your breath away. He’s pretty open to PDA but tones it down around children. He’s merely happy with simple cheek kisses, pecks on the lips, but forehead kisses make him melt the most, especially once he puts on his evil king persona. You get this small little giggle out of him, that breaks character before he’s blushing and clearing his throat to regain his composure. But Gira adores giving you forehead kisses too! Those are, perhaps, his favorite. He preens and purrs in this adoring little way. But forehead kisses in the lull of calm are also lovely. He can let his heart run wild, loosen his burdens and drop his shoulders. He’s safe here, he doesn’t have to fight, pretend, or run for his life. He can just think of you and you alone.

How often he needs kisses is another story. Gira is secretly pretty clingy and he isn’t super vocal about his wants and needs. He’s happy to exist in the same space as you but while sometimes he can speak that he wants a kiss, there are moments when he can’t. It’s not that he’s shy, it’s just this silence because he gets tongue tied for a moment or just generally misses you. You see this in his angsty little posture, nervously shifting from side to side and glancing up at you and to your lips. He wants to say something but he can’t. It’s best just to ask him what he wants and he’ll say it, but sometimes it’s best to tease him and slam your lips together! It’s fucking amazing just to see him flush and stutter before he does the same to you.

~

Yanma Gust

It’s electric. It’s a shock to your systems. You always get this jolt of dopamine from him or literal static electricity depending on the situation. Yanma is not the most affectionate person in public, but the kisses he gives you are something that are meant to jumpstart your systems and bring you back to earth instead of riding high on the love you two have for each other - although he does tend to do the same…not that he would admit it. But these kisses are firing off so many neurons within your head, giving you the most lovely of rushes as he grips on to you. He doesn’t want to let you go, not when this addicting feeling that defies all logic and returns him to his base emotions exists. He’s going to keep it here for as long as he can. Keep you by his side, as long as you are willing to fly with him. 

Public kisses are not too often due to how busy he is and he has people watching him constantly. Many people adore him and honestly, they fucking ship you two to hell and back. It’s hilarious to see especially Shiokara who lets out small little, “Kya~!” or dramatic gasps whenever he sees you two show affection to each other in public. He would cover his eyes but peek through his fingers and Yanma would berate him and tell him to leave with the most red-ass face. But honestly, even though Yanma tends to brush off your kisses during public moments, “Save them for later. I’m busy,” would be his excuse, he secretly enjoys them. He’s almost…pouty in a way, that he has to “share” your visage with others. He reserves these kisses for his office, quick little pecks here and there on the lips and cheeks and if you’re lucky…sometimes he will pin you to the wall and show you how much he missed your lips against his…

Hand kisses, to Yanma, are a blessing. He works with his hands so often that he forgets to take care of them, and thus, himself. Hand kisses, thus, are like these moments that force him to relax and think of something else other than his work for once. He does flush whenever you do it to him (especially in public) but there’s this small smile to his lips whenever you do it and he inwardly preens at the gesture. Yanma giving hand kisses on the other hand, is a way for him to say “thank you” to you. He is more than able to do it verbally, but there’s times when he is a man of action and not of words. So he tends to kiss the pads of your fingers first, then the tip of your finger, then your finger joints, then knuckles, and then the back of your hand. He’s a lot more sappy whenever he does this, smiling into each and every gesture he gives you. 

In private, Yanma is passionate. It’s all of the affection he can’t show in public towards you just building up and bubbling over until it snaps within him. You’re pinned against the wall, to the door, to the floor, whatever surface this man can reach...you are not escaping from him. He is the top of your world, he is your king, and he demands that you pay attention to him. Perhaps it is full blown make out sessions, with him cupping your chin and forcing you to look at him. He just...can’t hold it in anymore. Intelligent as he is, sometimes he needs to turn off his brain and let his emotions rule him, as they always did, perhaps.

Yanma...leaves you wanting these kisses. He knows how to make you yearn for more but honestly, so does he. He doesn’t need kisses too often, so he claims, but in fact he does need them. It’s a sort of game of cat-and-mouse between you. How long can you two keep apart from one another? How long can you two go without kissing one another? How long can you two go without being in each other’s arms? It depends on Yanma’s workload but sometimes he can’t do it anymore and just beckons you to his office to just kiss you. Sometimes he can get jealous as well, and sometimes he likes making you jealous. Honestly, it’s a toss up...but he’s a calculative man...he knows how to play you like a damn fiddle - to kiss your breath away and knows every single little spot to make you keel...

~

Himeno Ran

It’s sugar, it’s spice, it’s everything nice. Kissing Himeno is this delicacy of high class dining, of a woman who knows what she wants and how to get it. You will not deny her, to defy her is a sin against the will of a goddess. She demands to be worshiped, to be loved, to steal away your breath and heart and let her worship you in turn as well. Despite her haughty attitude and her ego, Himeno adores love for the sake of love. Her kingdom is a thing of beauty and to her, you are the most beautiful thing in the world (next to herself). She always tastes of honey and sweet wine, like she came fresh out of a garden and always smells of the most lavish of roses. Each kiss you two share is like a romp through the gardens, like you two have been together forever and will bloom together for an eternity. 

Hand kisses for her are a power trip for her. She preens and purrs every time you kiss the back of her hand. Everyone does it, as she is a royal, but yours are just special to her. She tends to giggle and coyly twirl a lock of her blonde hair around her gloved finger, “Oh, for me? Dearest heart, you shouldn’t have. But please continue.” but despite this, kissing the tips of her fingers is different. She’s used to being kissed on the back of the hand, but the kisses you share with her on her fingers are much more intimate and actually make her flush just a bit. She only tends to take her gloves off around you, and only you. You are the only one that has the pleasure to kiss the most intimate parts of her. And she is proud of it. But kissing your hands is different. She’s spontaneous about it and sure she does it because it’s royal decorum and all but it’s these...butterfly kisses that dust against your knuckles that pour out every single part of her love for you. 

Public kisses are found aplenty. She will make her kisses upon you known to the entire world and the servants tend to roll their eyes and nod their heads whenever she does this. But to her, because you two are in love with one another why else wouldn’t she want to showcase it all to the world?! Whenever she can, she will happily kiss you and demand to be kissed! As your queen and your queen alone, Himeno Ran deserves all of your kisses and attention. Also is kind of dramatic and will fucking dip you and be dipped for kisses in return after doing a little spin~!

Himeno needs kisses now and often. She is clingy as all get out and will demand them whenever she sees you. They are her rewards for her beauty, for her existence. But here’s the thing, the kisses she gives to you whenever she’s in a romantic mood (which is often) are greedy but they’re softer. Flower petals against your lips like you two are slow dancing to some sort of beat only you two know. In fact, kisses while you two are dancing together are possibly some of her favorite. She would rest your head against her shoulder if you’re shorter than her or hers on yours if you’re taller - sometimes you two can turn your heads to the side to press a kiss to the neck or the cheek but other times it’s these slow lazy kisses that cause her heart to utterly skip a beat and a cute little flush to her cheeks.

Himeno has a bit of a jealous streak so expect her to leave her lipstick marks all over you. It gets smeared on your lips all the time, on to your cheeks, or literally everywhere she can reach. Even the places only you two would know. If you wipe it off, Himeno will only press more upon you. She claims it only adds into your beauty, and she loves having her lipstick marks decorating your skin like some sort of necklace. If you do the same to her (like hickies or whatnot) she will wear them with pride though doll them up with a hint of make up to make them stand out a bit more. Expect jealous kisses often as well, she is a possessive young lady and uh...the entire kingdom knows it. 

~

Rita Kanisuka

Kissing Rita is cold at first, stepping out into a winter day but the gesture of love between you is more than enough to warm you both up from the inside out. It’s this equilibrium of hot and cold, sharing each other’s heat and chill till it reaches a pitch and you two are forced to break apart. They’re awkward in expressing affection but they will let you know in the most simple of ways. Whenever you two finish kissing, you two always end up pressing your foreheads together to further bask in that warmth that is meant to be shared. Because Rita is bad at expressing things vocally, they prefer these sweeter and passionate kisses even if they freeze up sometimes. But trust me when I say that Rita desires warmth from you, tangling a hand into your hair to pull you close to their form and never letting you go until you both are out of breath. If you kiss them both with this same amount of passion, there is a possibility they will melt...

Rita secretly adores finger kisses and nose kisses. Because of how cold Gokkan is, those types of kisses warm them up oh so quickly. Sometimes you can’t tell if they’re just cold or if they’re just blushing brightly. But while it is a power trip, Rita prefers these kisses because it’s intimate and a form of affection between you. In private, they take off their gloves and touch you is this...new sensation for them. To Rita, it’s almost like only you are allowed to feel their actual touch and to be blessed with the butterfly kisses of a monarch so shrouded in mystery that you have solved it and will keep this secret to yourself until you die. Similarly, despite their timidness, Rita will also give you the same finger and nose kisses in order to warm you up as well! The cold is a dangerous thing and they would hate it if you got frostbitten! Himeno likes to joke that it’s a “good luck charm” to get rid of frostbite and Rita told her to shove it but would still keep doing it anyway, lol.

Rita in public will never give you kisses in any capacity. In fact, they probably keep this relationship a secret from everyone around them, even their own attendant Morphonia. They will find out one way or another because Rita has never shown such tenderness to other people before but...yeah, you’re going to be starved for affection in public. If you are starved for it though, Rita will brush your hands together and a brief squeeze of the hand before letting you go - perhaps an apology or a promise for more. It doesn’t mean Rita won’t sneak kisses to you from time to time - reserved for only office visits and the briefest of kisses that almost seem like they never existed in the first place. Sometimes you need to take the plunge and pull them by their stupid collar into a kiss during these private moments and make them fucking die on the inside. It’s so cute to see their pale cheeks burn red because of this and you gotta burn this image into your head for all eternity. 

Rita secretly does enjoy these kisses you two share but truth be told, sometimes it is overwhelming. They’re not used to these sorts of affections and the first kisses you two shared were rather awkward. Sometimes these awkward moments remain because they cannot properly vocalize their wants and needs to kiss you. Sometimes it’s like complete radio silence, other times they simply just stand by you and glance towards your lips in this silent plea for some sort of affection. Further into the relationship, they’re better at vocalizing and even portraying these affections with gently caresses of the hand or pulling you towards them. Still, it is best to help them ease into this with gentle kisses and taking the lead half of the time. 

There are days when you think Rita just...doesn’t care for you. They’re so cold most of the time and cool headed, thinking of work and the kingdom that sometimes you feel like you’re alone. So when Rita is made aware of this, their kisses become much more passionate. It’s this apology for not being there for you, yes, but Rita...wants to be out there. In reality, they’re working on their confidence to properly approach you with the affection that you deserve. Rita promises, internally, that they will one day be able to properly kiss you and sweep you off of your feet. But until then, they are fine with these secret kisses and sweet, saccharine forehead kisses that melt their heart and forever etch yourself into their mind. Perhaps because of those forehead kisses, Rita finds them to be their favorite. They’re simple, quick, adoring, and tell you many things at once. 

~

Kaguragi Dybowski

It’s sake against your tongue. It’s this honeyed wine that drowns you deeper and deeper into this drunken stupor that you never want to get out of. In fact, why would you even want to? Not when he’s tilting your chin to meet him (upwards or downwards depending on the height diff) and using his silvery tongue to lure you into this dance that allows you two to get lost into the movements. Where will it lead you two? No one knows, least of all Kaguragi. But these kisses leave you breathless every time, perhaps flushed and he only chuckles and loudly laughs before asking, “Do you wish to kiss again?” with a silly little wiggle of his brows and maybe letting your noses “kiss” before going on to the main event. But whenever he smiles into the kiss...it’s a smirk. It’s a plan of how to make you keel and keen, or just him enjoying the sensation. 

Loves hiding his kisses behind his fan, for a dramatic flair. Just a bit. But there is this underlying possessiveness to each time he does this. Especially in public, where he’s robbing everyone of your beautiful visage that only he himself can see. Though, Kaguragi doesn’t mind cheek kisses in public and will show you off to the people around him. But lip kisses are sacred for him, and perhaps this is a show of how much he is truly into this relationship. He double-deals and triple-deals and sometimes it’s hard to figure out what Kaguragi is going to do next but if he’s keeping you this close to him, hiding you from the world and being utterly selfish when he’s normally so selfless...

Kaguragi actually doesn’t kiss your hand in public, cheek kisses are the only thing you are getting in public. Though, actually, you give him the finger and hand kisses more often than not. Kaguragi will kiss your hand but he tends to blush and inwardly smile whenever you kiss his hand. His hands are a bit rough and while they are cared for, something like these small intimate gestures between you two makes him inwardly...feel at ease. There’s no need to lie, to cheat, to steal, and he can just be himself around you. He protects his kingdom, he protects you, and you protect his heart. Him giving hand kisses can lead to sexy times but more so it’s along the lines of: “Believe me when words fail me, believe me when my tongue has done to harm, believe me when this gesture is only a part of how much I truly do love you and treasure you.”

Kisses are a game and a reward at the same time. To someone like Kaguragi, he may pepper you with affection for one minute and then leave you high and dry the next. Sometimes if you two are doing something together and something positive happens between the two of you, he’ll plant a kiss upon your lips or your cheek. It’s not that he’s competitive but sometimes he just likes teasing you to the fullest. This is more evident in private, when Kaguragi will be doing paperwork and turn to turn, “My dearest, will you perchance give me a kiss once I finished this page?” and if you’re doing something, “Ah! You are almost done with your work? Well then, this calls for a celebration!” but if he’s in a playful mood, he’ll sneakily try to kiss your lips but then misdirect his lips and kiss somewhere else! He’ll be like “Ah! I missed, I apologize.” he’s doing this on purpose. Make him flustered by slamming your lips together. It’s the fucking best.

Actually, it’s difficult to make him loose his cool. But truth be told, the best way to do this with Kaguragi is to simply show him much softer kisses. It’s not that he can’t do them, it’s more so a gentle surprise each them you two do so. He’s been desired before, he knows what that is. But to be loved in this capacity? Of holding his face in your hands and running thumbs over his cheekbones, to tilt your head to the side sweetly and let these gestures runaway with you both...so take his face into your hands and watch him melt. Watch him worship you as the sun who warms the lands of his home and blesses them with life. Kiss his forehead and his nose during these times, to let him know that Kaguragi can simply be Kaguragi. Not the damiyo of his home, but himself.

[hakucho-art]

free pass to talk about touken

HAHA, you're really indulging me huh

Ohhh what to talk about. It's funny, they occupy my brain 24/7 but as soon as someone asks me about them then there's nothing in that little head of mine. I guess I'm just gonna ramble lol.

Today I've been headcanoning about Touka sitting and waiting next to Kaneki while he's in his coma. Saiko and Urie being next to her as well and Saiko asking her who she is since she and Urie shouldnnttt really know her iirc. She introduces herself and also says that she's nekis wife (I will never get over her "MY HUSBANDS WAITING FOR ME UP THERE" MY GOD, I DIED AND ASCENDED HEAVEN THAT DAY) and saiko and urie getting shocked at that.

Saiko gets sad about the fact that she missed the wedding (calling her mamans wife from then on 😭♥️) and Urie mutters "First Takeomi, now Haise......." which catches Touka's attention. Since they visited yorikos wedding, she probably asked Kaneki who the man is she's marrying and what he's like. So if they know takeomi then they should also know what happened to yoriko!

And she freezes up because since she found out about the execution, she probs completely avoided thinking about it nor engaging with the topic in any way. She already did canonically with Kaneki but he knows how she feels and how that is and can give her comfort in the nights when the pain is too much to bear. Touka silently crying while Kaneki hugs her and kisses her trying to ease the pain if not at least a little 🥺

She is too scared to even ask if yoriko's still alive, too afraid of the answer. And while she starts trying to form the question, she unconsciously holds kaneki's hand enclosed between her two hands and squeezes it. Trying to find the strength to ask that question.

Urie starts answering before she even finished forming her sentence, assuming maybe she wants to ask where they are and tells her that they left the city (IIRC LMAO).

She falls forward, relief going through her whole body and holds kanekis hand against her forehead. Saiko and Urie ask her if she's okay since her body starts shaking but she says that she's fine. Knowing that Yoriko is alive and well and away from all the insanity that is happening right now in Tokyo, she couldnt be more happier about it. Now she only needs the person in front of her to wake up.

Gahhhh, I'm just.... soooo damn soft for hurt/comfort AND THATS LITERALLY TOUKENS WHOLE THING. Makes me think about the way Kaneki was nervous about seeing Hide again after all these years and going for Touka's hand, wanting to hold it in order to ease that nervousness 😭🤲🤲🤲 THEY ALWAYS GO FOR EACHOTHERS HANDS WHENEVER THEY ARE IN NEED OF COMFORT.

Although I also really like the thought of Kaneki needing lots of physical comfort and touka needing emotional comfort while the way that they give comfort is both the opposite, Kaneki giving emotional comfort and touka giving physical one. Perfectly aligning <3

I AM SO. DAMN. SOFT ABOUT TOUKEN

THEY ARE A SET, DO NOT SEPERATE THEM. LIKE HINAMI SAID, ONEECHAN AND ONIICHAN ARE BETTER TOGETHER.

I LOVE THEMM SO MUCHHHHH

[oneechangoddess]

Onee-chan, reading your recent tags (and many posts over the years), have you ever considered perhaps, being a girl?

Nah I'm guy just who is semi to very "effeminate" depending on who you ask, that also likes feminine titles like "oneechan and goddess" because they are cuter (is that confusing?)

[gamer-comix]

i'll never be the same. im still seeing ayano wa oneechan dakara in my nightmares. out of the corner of my eyes i catch glimpses of my arms clipping through my sleeves. i asked reddit and MAL for advice but they said i just don't understand shaft's vision

[jjoneechan]

Idk if you talked about it on twt already, but could you talk about the process of making the animation for Sapnap? :o like how much did he suggest for it vs you just storyboarding something yourself and getting approval?

I'd love to talk about it! Most of the video was my input, I just kept getting inspired by whatever event he was participating! I would draft out a rough scene and send it for approval, he approved of everything lol so it was mostly on me to decide what to keep and what to scrap and how to transition everything together!

Sapnap only asked that it would in anime style, that if I were to add other people it would be the dteam, and the part where he throws a pokeball to spawn a Charizard and he "flies" through the fire on a skateboard was his idea!

[ankhisms]

ok ep 49 live reactions and final overall series thoughts

good lord theyre going to just blast the entire world with a beam i guess. no wait the tv tower my god

i do love the zect trio team with kagami misaki and tadokoro it was a nice moment when they asked kagami if he was going to move straight forward and kagami said yes and then they defied their orders to arrest kagami and are with him now like YESSSSS

NOOOOO THEY HAVE TENDOU TWO AND THEYRE GONNA USE HIM FOR THEIR PLAN. HASNT HE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH HAVENT YOU TORTURED HIM ENOUGH

hiyori getting her little apron waaaa

is kagami really dead. did kagami really just die. ok thank fuck hang in there kagami

STOPPED THE END OF THE WORLD WITH A SINGLE FLOWER THAT SYMBOLIZES HIS SISTER. GO TENDOU GO

OHHHHH THEY DONT ATTACK TENDOU WHEN THEYRE TOLD TOAND THEY TURN BACK INTO HUMANS

TENDOU TWOOOOOOOO

very good moment when all the zectors came to tendou

kagami and tendou doint the finishing blow together was also good ❤️❤️

im so sad about tendou two like. what a miserable life. im so sad

letting the zectors go ....

GO AWAY DAISUKE OUT WITH YOU BEGONE FROM THE CAFE FINAL REUNUON FOUL MAN

hiyori biking through the ginkgos im just so happy shes safe and living her life to the fullest AND JYUKA CALLS HER ONEECHAN THAT MADE ME SOB

god damn it kagami becoming a cop. absolute betrayal

OH HIS DAD IS ALIVE I GUESS?

AND TENDOU JUST FUCKS OFF TO FRANCE FOREVER ALRIGHT

alright final thoughts:

im very bad at ranking what my top 5 or top 10 kamen rider/toku in general shows are because almost all the shows ive seen have things i think are good and fun and i love them and enjoy them in different ways yknow! i dont think kabuto would be in my top 5 if i ever made a list, but i did really honestly enjoy kabuto. it took me a long time to watch it i think i mightve started watching it in 2021? maybe towards the end of the year im not sure but i know its been one ive been watching for a long time and i am very fond of the characters and i know ill continue to be fond of them in the future for sure, i had a fun time watching the show and seeing what bizarre nonsense happened to the cast

im not about to act like i understood kabuto overall and i know thats a common thing to say about the show which makes sense after watching it like lmao yeah i see why people might not like this or say it makes no sense because a lot of it didnt make sense to me either but the thing is throughout the show and especially towards the end i could like see the outline and vague shape of themes but i felt muddled in being able to fully understand those themes and feel like i didnt really in the end 100% get what those themes might have been trying to say beyond messages about humanity having the capacity for good and changing for the better and of course messages about family and love with tendou being so devoted to both kagami and his sisters. there for sure is a part of the show near the end where it feels like everything just kind of goes off the rails and things are just happening rather than any semblance of plot, but i did like the last episodes and the last battle was especially good, the one year later ending was a little confusing but overall i felt like the ending fit the show well enough. kamen rider kabuto is a show that i have watched and tendou is unkillable and although he is insufferable i do love him

[abbyandhanako]

Drabble: Worse Than I Saw

Hana walked around the castle yet no one could see her, She saw Mark lying in a bed hooked to IVs, a heart monitor, his two Pokémon were curled up next to him, a Flareon and a Glaceon, last time Hana had seen him, He had an Eevee before so she must of evolved into Flareon

She soon walked out, she felt bad for Mark, He seemed so sweet despite being in Team Plasma.

She then heard the beeping of an Xtransciever and followed the sound, she saw the sages, Abby, Alicia and N.

“We need to talk, 125, 132, Come to me and Sage Giallo, come back, right now.” She heard a man’s voice

Hana saw Ghetsis or ‘Sazandora’ was talking on a Xtransciever, Abby, her babysitter and ‘oneechan’ and Alicia were standing behind him

Hana saw when Ghetsis hung up, she noted he looked tense and breathed in and out heavily, It must of had something to do with Mark because he looked incredibly upset and the fact a doctor had been called

Both Ghetsis and N soon turned to Abby and Alicia.

“I want to thank you for bringing this to my attention.” Ghetsis said to both female grunts, Hana noticed anger hidden in his voice

“Is Mark going to be okay…?” N asked, rather than sounding stoic or emotionless, he sounded concerned and terrified.

Minutes later, she saw a member of the Shadow Triad, one of the black clothed men that she commonly saw with Ghetsis, she saw Donna and Cletus, both seemed proud of something.

The same expressions they had when they stole her Purrloin eight months earlier

"So, Can you both tell me and your commanding sage why you took your fellow grunt's Pokémon and you both trying to take Grunt 158's Pokémon?" Ghetsis asked, "Grunt 196 is in the infirmary at the moment as a result of this."

Grunt 158, Hana recognized this as T.K or Nyanmar, she noted he owned a Glameow, which was not a very common Pokémon outside Sinnoh.

Giallo nodded in response, he then began to speak

"I want to know aswell, You two were told until Team Plasma's ideal is realized and our king is the hero of legend, that is when we release our Pokémon." Giallo said then asked, "Why did you two do such a thing?"

Hana felt her eyes widen, Did they try to release a Pokémon that wasn’t even theirs to begin with?!

"Because they can devote themselves to liberating Pokémon all over Unova-" Donna exclaimed.

"Without those rare Pokémon that they shouldn't have!" Cletus followed up.

It felt like a pin had been dropped, Hana looked at them in complete horror at what they had done, They did what they did to her eight months prior with her stolen Purrloin they had now done to their own fellow Team Plasma grunt.

Hana noted Abby looked extremely angry with both grunts, her teeth was clenched and she was shaking, Alicia gently rubbed her shoulder to calm her down.

“You two will be facing disciplinary charges.” Giallo said to them, “I will deal with you two later.”

Once both grunts left, Hana noticed Ghetsis shaking and walking out of the room, she followed and saw him yanking and pulling at his hair to calm down.

Hana covered her mouth in horror.

“Wake up…wake up…WAKE UP!” Hana screamed out

Hana soon found herself back in her bed, she was shaking violently and whimpering, albeit with hate in her eyes.

——————————

Days passed, Hana saw Mark had finally woken up.

She saw other grunts, Ghetsis and a doctor.

She was relieved he was going to be okay, Abby seemed to love Mark.

“Sage Ghetsis….?” Mark asked, Hana saw she weakly cuddled his Flareon and Glaceon.

“Shhh, Quiet a bit, 196.” Ghetsis said almost gently and softly, He and N then turned to the doctor.

"Mr. Ghetsis, I had run blood tests, stress tests and ECGs aswell as several others." The doctor told Ghetsis and N, "The stress caused a condition called 'broken heart syndrome', I would advise putting Mr. Jeong on medicine for this."
Ghetsis and N nodded in response.

"Could this have killed Mark?" Ghetsis asked the doctor.

The doctor nodded in response much to everyone's horror, Hana covered her mouth in horror, she began to shake.

"Yes, It was very close to a heart attack." The doctor said.

It felt like same pin had now dropped again…

Hana noted Ghetsis looked even angrier with what Donna and Cletus had done, she couldn’t help it but she couldn’t blame them man at all, or any of the grunts that had to treat Mark.

"Will you excuse me for a moment..." Ghetsis said as he left the infirmary, "196, get some rest."

Ghetsis began to tighten his fists again and began to stormed out of the infirmary in fury, Hana looked at Mark in pity and walked out.

Hana saw the female grunt, Abby’s senpai or upperclasswoman as Abby called her and Ghetsis stopped in her tracks

Ghetsis soon saw Alicia as she was holding papers in her right hand.

"Ah, Sage Ghetsis." He saw Alicia, who reported the incident to him, "I need to show you something."

"Yes, 108." He responded.

"I was looking through the log in sheets, they both signed Mark's name." Alicia said, "There is going to be additional punishment for fraud."
Ghetsis looked at her and sighed.

Hana felt like she was going to cry, Donna and Cletus had signed Mark’s name on the release file and could have potentially killed him and they didn’t even care

"Thank you for bringing this to my attention, 108." Ghetsis said, "125 and 132 will not go unpunished."

Hana couldn’t take it anymore and then pinched herself awake and woke up in her bedroom, she sat at her bed and began to cry for Mark.

How the grunts who stole her Purrloin could have killed him, kidnapping his Flareon and Glaceon because they were ‘rare Pokémon’ then filing all the paperwork to have them released into the wild and the state he was left in.

[evereinefaust]

*.·:·.✧ 𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐲𝐧 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞 ✧.·:·.*

Today's the day. The day when selected actors for the game were to bond together for a few weeks to get to know each other more before officially starting their job. A teambuilding activity dedicated to the cast. However, this time, they won't be in groups. In a fun twist, everyone will be paired and spend the whole day with their partner. The goal is to uncover more about their partner and by the end of the day, complete the task given to each of them.

"So, here we have a Clock Buddy System. Listed in each person's clock are 12 people, and they will be your partner for each teambuilding activity we will be having for the next week. Our goal here is to have you all spend intimate time with your designated clock buddy during the day."

[Y/n] glanced down at the small piece of paper in her hand. It was a circle with a drawing of a clock. From hour one to 12, the paper had folded sections in it, presumably the name of her partner written under it. The young actress looked around, seeing new and unfamiliar people sitting with her in the conference room. Her eyes darted from person to person, her heart speeding up due to anxiety.

"Who will I be paired with? Gosh... I don't know any people here except for my older siblings... Huhu..."

A deep crease emerged in between her eyebrows. After a while, she returned to listen to the speaker, trying to alleviate her nervousness for a while that way.

"As you can see, each hour had a folded section. I know you're wondering what that is, and your guess as to it having the name of your partner written underneath it is correct. Furthermore, there's also an instruction there that you need to perform before the day ends," the man searched for the cast's expression. After a while, he smiled. "We will have some people assigned to each pair so that HR can document your progress. Good luck to everyone and I hope you all enjoy the activity."

A lot of people stood up from their seats. In just a few moments, they paired up and engaged with their designated partners. Chatters enveloped the room, as some duo decided to leave and begin their day together. [Y/n] opened the paper, her eyes screening the words written on it.

Lyn Blake. Task: Give a keepsake to your partner.

"Lyn... A keepsake..."

Her lips pursed, eyebrows creasing as the young girl racked her brain about this information. Suddenly, a hand landed on her shoulder, making the girl flinch in surprise. She whipped her head in the direction of the newcomer, seeing two familiar and identical faces.

"Dietrich-oniichan... Zelda-oneechan..." she released a relieved sigh. "You two scared me to death."

"Really now?" the older male rose a brow, chuckling. "That means you're really nervous."

She pouted, glaring at the male. "No shit."

"Anyway, will you be fine on your own? Have you recognized your partner yet?" Zelda asked, her eyes scanning the pairs leaving the room. "If you need help, we can assist you."

[Y/n] felt her heart thump at the sincerity of her older siblings. Since this is her first time doing this kind of thing, she is unfamiliar with how this industry works. Furthermore, she is worried that she might become a nervous wreck when meeting her partner. Although she wanted to receive help from the two who had some experience, she also didn't want to become a burden to them. More so with their partners.

Conjuring up a smile, she placed a hand on top of her older brother's. "I'm sure I'll be fine. I can't always depend on you two, after all. Besides, you shouldn't keep your partners waiting."

Dietrich eventually removed his hand and instead fondly stroked her [h/c] locks. The girl closed her eyes and savored the moment before he pulled away. Zelda also did the same as her twin, caressing her younger sister's hair before pulling away.

"Alright. Whatever you say so, [N/n]. Just don't forget to have fun."

"See you later. Hope you enjoy the day with your partner."

"Mhm! See you later, oniichan, oneechan!" she waved goodbye as the twins approached two people who the girl presumed as their partners.

Her [e/c] eyes lingered on them for a while, watching as they were getting amicable with each other. After a while, they, too, left the conference room.

"Um, excuse me?" a young girl around [Y/n]'s age approached her.

The [h/c]ette quickly shifted her attention towards the stranger, her heartbeat pounding loudly. The girl had light pink hair tied in a side ponytail and her round eyes were a light shade of blue. She wore a friendly smile on her lively face.

"Hi," [Y/n] managed to say amidst her nervousness, offering a smile.

"I wasn't able to approach you earlier because you were talking with others, but you're [Y/n] [L/n], right?"

"Mhm. That's me," she nodded.

The pink-haired's face lit up, clasping her hands together. "Nice to meet you! I'm Lyn Blake, your partner for today!"

"Nice to meet you. I'm [Y/n] [L/n], as you already know," the [h/c]ette greeted, bowing in response. She had a small smile on her lips.

"My partner seems nice. I was so nervous that I didn't greet her properly. Stay focused, [Y/n]!"

"Have you eaten breakfast yet? How about we get to know each other while having some snacks outside?" Lyn suggested, her bright eyes sparkling.

"Sure. I'd love to."

"My older cousin discovered this cafe before. He planned to visit this place every time we go to the company," Lyn mentioned as she entered the cafe, its bell ringing to signal new customers.

[Y/n]'s hues observed the interior of the small establishment while trailing after the pink-haired girl. Their other companion, Peter, who was tasked with chaperoning them followed close behind the two girls.

The coffee shop was called 'A Cup of Joy'. The shop oozes a welcoming atmosphere when one steps right in. The wooden walls were decorated with flowers and plants, with tables covered in soft white cloths and small baskets full of flowers arranged neatly on top. By the counter, there is a display shelf that showcased the available cakes and pastries ready to be offered. There was even a small table near the window where couples could sit and relax.

The staff members working there aren't present at the moment. And the establishment only has a couple of people inside, other than the three newcomers.

Lyn took her seat at a small table in a corner. The table was big enough for four people and was surrounded by several plants. [Y/n] followed and sat down across the long-haired girl. Meanwhile, Peter decided to take a seat at a nearby table, giving them space and privacy.

Shortly, a barista came out from what seemed to be the staff room once she heard the bell ring. She immediately went to the two girls, offering them both a menu.

[Y/n] chose [fav/drink] while the other girl opted for a vanilla latte. They also ordered some snacks such as strawberry shortcakes, blueberry scones, honey-glazed donuts, and plain butter croissants. After they gave their order, the woman went behind the counter and proceeded to make their beverages. Just the smell of the fresh coffee and sweet desserts wafting around the shop made the [h/c]ette's mouth water. Though, of course, she remained refined despite her stomach begging to be fed with goodies.

"What do you think of it?" Lyn asked, breaking the comfortable silence that filled the air after they settled in for a little bit.

[Y/n] glanced back at the pink-haired girl, her eyes scanning over her features. "The place is wonderful. Very cozy."

She laughed, nodding her head in agreement. "Yeah, it's nice, isn't it?"

"Yes."

It didn't take long for the drinks and snacks to arrive. The barista placed their respective orders on the table one by one. [Y/n] was mesmerized by the delectable meal shown before her, and [e/c] eyes sparkled in awe and delight. Lyn grinned to herself once she saw her reaction, thanking the barista after. As soon as the woman was gone, the [h/c]-haired female began eating the sweets. Her cheeks bulged slightly due to the amount she was consuming, and she licked her lips afterward. She took a sip of her drink, humming in satisfaction before looking up at her companion.

"[Y/n]-chan—Ah! Can I call you that?"

The girl nodded, her tinted cheeks still puffed up. After swallowing her food, she answered. "It's okay."

"How about we play an icebreaker?" the young girl suggested, taking a bite of her shortcake. "Let's answer five questions the other asks. And we'll ask every other turn. How about it?"

"Mhm. Sure," [Y/n] smiled. "So who goes first?"

At that, Lyn grinned. "I'll ask first~ Don't worry, [Y/n]-chan, I won't ask anything too personal."

"Alright," the other girl chuckled.

"First question: Is this your first job?"

"Yes," putting down her beverage, [Y/n]'s [e/c] hues stared at the clothed table. She pursed her lower lips, thinking about her response. "I never tried anything like this before, so it was overwhelming. But since my older siblings have experience in the industry, they suggested I try out the audition for the acting job. I wasn't expecting to be cast but I did anyway. So it was a surprise."

The girl's cheeks bloomed further, feeling her whole body heating up. She could feel her heart racing inside her chest, and the fact that her nervousness was acting up didn't help. She took a drink of her beverage, hoping that it would help in calming her nerves down.

"Oh~ Is that so? This is also my first time applying for a job as well!" Lyn exclaimed in excitement, leaning forward as her blue eyes sparkled. "My older cousin, Mikhail-niichan, and I applied and we both got accepted! I'll make sure to introduce you to him!"

"That'll be nice," a gentle smile emerged on [Y/n]'s lips. Despite her bubbly personality, something about Lyn makes the [h/c]ette feel calm.

"So she also has a relative working with her, huh? That's nice. I wonder who else has relatives working for the game?"

Taking a bite of her scones, [Y/n] thought about the question she would ask Lyn. After a while, she faced the pinkette. "Are you an introvert or an extrovert?"

"I'm an extrovert. I love meeting new people and making friends," Lyn beamed, placing her cup on the table. "And you, [Y/n]-chan?

"I'm an introvert," [Y/n] said, holding her cup with both hands and rubbing her thumb against the surface. "But I'm pretty open-minded."

"Do you want to be more outgoing?" the girl inquired, grinning brightly.

The [h/c]ette shrugged, pondering the question. "I guess? It depends on if I can put aside my feelings of shyness for others' sake and let others in."

"Well, I guess you're right. We'll just have to see how we fare during our work in the future. Hopefully, we'll become close friends," Lyn said, her expression turning soft. "And I hope we can spend more time together."

The smile on [Y/n]'s face grew larger. "Me too."

A short silence hung between them. Both girls took some time to focus on their food before one of them spoke up.

"So... who's asking now?"

Blue eyes met with [e/c] ones. After a few minutes of staring at each other, they giggled. Despite her initial thought, [Y/n] found herself relaxing in Lyn's presence. Although she was nervous moments prior, their interaction was going on well and she doesn't have to worry about her anxiety coming up later in the day.

"I think it's your turn now, [Y/n]-chan."

"Alright," she nodded. "Are you the type of person who would pull a prank at work?"

Lyn gave a close-eyed grin. "Definitely! Especially now that Mikhail-niichan is my co-worker, I can pull pranks on him every time!"

There was a tenacious aura surrounding Lyn when she answered. And when she opened her eyes, her bright blue orbs contained a hint of burning mischief and resolution, something that [Y/n] was reminded of herself. Listening to the pink-haired girl made her insides flutter, especially with how energetic and carefree she sounded. She could easily imagine the pink-haired girl pulling pranks and mischief at all of their colleagues who were unfortunate enough to cross paths with the adorable teen. [Y/n] had never seen someone quite like Lyn, and she couldn't keep herself from being interested in her a bit.

"How about you, [Y/n]-chan? Are you the prankster type?"

The girl chuckled sheepishly, rubbing her cheeks. "I guess I might be. If I'm comfortable enough with my colleagues and vice versa then maybe I'll pull a prank or two here. I just don't want to get too much into trouble, hehe..."

"My older siblings might reprimand me badly if I let my reins too loose. After all, I still need to act professionally."

"Alright, then! We two can become partners in crime for our future prank missions!" Lyn giggled, causing [Y/n] to giggle along.

The sound of laughter filled the cafe, making [Y/n] happy that she was able to make the other girl laugh and share the same kind of energy with her that she felt with her own family. When they were done laughing, they were satisfied with each other's reactions. A warm feeling washed over [Y/n]'s heart.

"Your turn. Ask me another question."

"Do you have any siblings?" Lyn softly asked, munching happily on her unfinished shortcake.

"I do. In fact, the two people you saw with me earlier were my older twin siblings."

"Whoah! Really? Twin siblings?!"

"Uh-huh," the [h/c]ette bobbed her head, a pink blush resting on her cheeks. She took a sip of her drink, reminiscing about their childhood with a smile on her lips. "Although it was kinda annoying when they gang up on me since they're twins and I'm the youngest, I still enjoyed being with them. After all, they often spoil me if they wronged me in some way. They can be nice if they wanted to."

"You sound really fond of them," Lyn commented, smiling.

"They always helped me whenever I needed it. My parents are busy, so there's no one for me to talk to and rely on other than them."

"I understand that."

"How about you?"

[Y/n] watched as Lyn swallowed a mouthful of strawberry shortcake before responding. "I'm an only child in my family. Mikhail-niichan is my only cousin and we have a close relationship like brother and sister."

The other girl hummed in understanding, nodding at the explanation. "As a child, what did you think you’d do when you grow up?"

Lyn's lips parted, a faint smile appearing on her face. Her gaze then shifted toward the window beside her. It was clear that she was reminiscing about something. Slowly, she started to speak.

"I used to think about what I’ll do when I grow up. When I was young, I was very interested in baking that I thought I might become a patissier when I'm older. But then I scratched that idea when I got into dancing and performing later," she explained, her half-lidded eyes containing a wistful expression. She blinked and continued once she noticed [Y/n]'s curious expression. "Then, I started to gain interest in robotics so I pursued that. I wasn't expecting that I would be in this industry so doing this job is a bonus."

She could tell that Lyn was very passionate about her dream. Even though her voice was trembling in fear and unease, the tone of her voice showed a determination that she held. The way she talked about her dreams and her plans was extremely charming and even [Y/n] was captivated by the girl's words.

"Wow..." [e/c] orbs widened in awe at Lyn's explanation. "You're so cool."

Lyn returned the compliment by grinning wider, making her dimple appear on her right cheek. "Thank you! I work hard more than everyone else to prove to my older cousin that I can do things on my own!"

After saying that, Lyn flashed a small grin at [Y/n]. Soon, [Y/n] found herself smiling at Lyn's cheerful demeanor. The latter finally finished her shortcake and proceeded on munching on the croissant.

"What languages do you speak, [Y/n]-chan?"

"I can speak English fluently. I'm currently learning Japanese and know a few words in Korean."

"I am fluent in English, Japanese, and Korean!" The pinkette beamed, a fork stuck in her mouth.

"Wow! You're really great at everything."

"Yes! It makes life much easier, and I don't have to worry about getting caught off guard like my other relatives," Lyn mentioned, her head bobbing happily from side to side. "I learned the language with my older cousin while we were still young. I could teach you if you want to!"

"I appreciate the offer. Maybe someday," [Y/n] chuckled sheepishly, waving her hands dismissively. "Would you rather arrive at work early or stay late?"

"I would rather arrive at work early. That way, I can at least have fun with my friends," Lyn smiled. "That is a part of my life. And besides, I enjoy spending time with you. So I want to be with you every moment possible."

Another smile emerged on the [h/c]ette. "I'm sure we will be spending a lot of time soon."

Lyn nodded, picking the last piece of croissant from the plate with her index finger and twirling it in between her fingers. Her gaze was fixated on the [h/c]-tressed girl in front of her, solemnly eating her dessert. Her face appeared to have an inquisitive look as she stared intensely at the girl. Then, she suddenly grinned at her with an excited expression.

"Hey, [Y/n]-chan."

"Hm?"

"What’s your favorite time of day?"

"Well..." the girl pondered for a moment before she spoke. "I've never thought much about it myself. I guess I like [t/of/d] the most. I just really connect with it."

"Mhm, mhm," Lyn crossed her arms and nodded. "Okay, what's your last question for me?"

"What’s your favorite food?"

[Y/n] had an inkling that Lyn might have a sweet tooth, considering the desserts that she ordered and the empty plates on the pinkette's side of the table. [Y/n] loves sweets as well, but maybe not to the same degree as this girl. Nevertheless, she is curious as to what else Lyn likes. Maybe next she can treat her friend outside.

That made a smile emerge on her lips once more. Though, she subtly hid it by putting her cup on her lips.

"Hm... favorite food, huh?" Lyn mulled, rubbing her temple. "I guess anything sweet and spicy?"

"As in sweet and spicy dish?"

"No. As in any spicy food and any sweet food," she grinned.

[Y/n] nodded, taking note of her preferences. "Oh, I see."

After returning to the building, Lyn and [Y/n] rested at the lounge provided for actors. It was only the three — Peter has seated at a dining chair far away from the two girls as they were situated on the couch. Their earlier endeavor was enjoyable, and they even had fun baking previously. Now that it was after midday, the two actresses decided to rest for a while before a certain pinkette come up with more ideas to spend time with her partner.

Every now and then, Lyn would peek at the [h/c]-haired female sitting next to her. Her [e/c] eyes are fixated on her phone, her fingers tapping away at the keypad. Lyn held herself back from being nosy, so she could only stay quiet and conclude that [Y/n] might be texting her older siblings or some friends. However, when the other girl finished, something caught Lyn's attention.

"[Y/n]-chan."

"Hm?" the girl faced the pinkette, [e/c] orbs blinking in curiosity. "What is it?"

Lyn chuckled awkwardly, a blush erupting on her cheeks while rubbing her cheeks. "Sorry if I'm prying but are you interested in anime or the sorts?"

[Y/n]'s eyes widened a bit, surprised at that question. It even made her heart skip a beat and her whole body heat up. Maybe it was because this is the first time someone asked her about anime or that she was shocked that Lyn had that thought, but butterflies were swirling in her stomach. She can't even contain a smile trying to creep up on her lips.

"Why'd you ask?" she coughed in her fist, trying to play it cool.

"I just noticed your lock screen wallpaper. It looked like from an anime," Lyn mentioned.

"Well, considering that she was often looking in my direction, I guess she would say that. Is she interested in anime too, though? She doesn't look like it."

"I like anime a lot. I've been watching numerous series since I was a child," She replied with a smile.

Immediately noticing the bright expression on her companion's face, Lyn grinned, happy that she decided to talk about the subject.

"What anime is the picture from?"

"Oh," bringing out her phone once more, [Y/n] pushed the power button and the screen flashed open, revealing the wallpaper. She showed it to the pinkette, a flustered blush painted across her cheeks. "This is not from any anime. It's actually my drawing."

"Wow! Really?!"

[Y/n] nodded with a shy smile playing on her lips. The blush on her cheeks grew bigger and her smile got wider. Seeing [Y/n] like this, Lyn's eyes lit up with curiosity. She knew she wouldn't be able to resist getting [Y/n]'s full attention whenever the other looks like this. Even if she tries, Lyn knows that she's unable to keep her mouth shut around the other girl. So why bother?

"Can I see it? Please?" she begged, puppy eyes glinting with innocence.

At the request, the smile on her face grew brighter as [Y/n] nodded, her eyes lighting up. Without saying anything else, [Y/n] handed the other girl her phone. Lyn's grin instantly turned into a giggle.

"Wow~ You're talented, [Y/n]-chan! I would never know that you drew this until you say so!" the pinkette praised, her sky-blue eyes sparkling in admiration.

"Hehe, thanks," once more, [Y/n] felt flustered that she was receiving such compliments. Nevertheless, it did make butterflies flutter in her stomach.

Lyn continued to admire the digital art on [Y/n]'s phone. When the screen turned off, a sudden idea popped into the pink-haired's head. She returned the phone, but not without a request.

"Can I see you draw? Ooh! How about you draw me?" she smiled excitedly as she gazed at [Y/n].

Despite feeling nervous because of the sudden request, the girl can't help but titter. "It's not like I have anything else to do anyway. Why not?"

"Yay! Thank you!" Lyn hugged her for a brief moment before hopping off the couch.

Peter assisted the girl and gave a blank paper and a pencil to [Y/n]. She thanked him and he smiled in response, returning to his seat to continue his observation. She wanted to ask why he had something like this in his person but then remembered that he was assigned to document their progress. Nevertheless, she shook the unnecessary thoughts out and focused on the present task.

With [e/c] eyes staring intently at the pinkette, Lyn sat on the adjacent couch. She slightly turned her head towards [Y/n], her right hand posing in a peace sign over her grinning mouth. Just a few seconds later, [Y/n] began sketching the model. Lyn's breath hitched. The [h/c]-haired girl's hand was swift, moving rapidly along the surface of the paper. Her [e/c] hues looked back and forth from Lyn to the paper.

"It's okay now, you can stop posing," [Y/n] said.

With a slight bounce, Lyn returned to the [h/c]ette's side, curious about the progress. On the paper was a rough sketch of the pinkette. It still has various shapes occupying the general framework of the girl's features from the bust-up. Despite not knowing much about anime art, Lyn can still see the image of herself in the sketch.

For about five minutes, [Y/n] was nearly done with the drawing. The entire time, Lyn was watching the girl draw intently, her sky-blue eyes fixated on each stroke on the paper. Although the [h/c]ette appreciated the gesture, she still felt a bit embarrassed to be seen while working on something. Nevertheless, she pulled through it without any problems. And with the drawing finally done, she eagerly showed it to her partner.

"Ooooh~ It looks cute~" she cooed, holding the paper closer to her chest.

[Y/n] couldn't help feeling warm inside as she gazed at Lyn's adorable appearance. The smile on the pink-haired girl's lips and her bright blue eyes sparkling in delight caused a tender smile to display on her lips.

"Thank you. You really are very beautiful, I enjoyed drawing you..."

Lyn let out a light squeak. "Aww, [Y/n]-chan! You're beautiful yourself!"

"Thanks. You can keep that as a token of our time together," [Y/n] added.

"Really? Uwah! Thank you so much!"

"You seem to know a lot of places around here, huh?" [Y/n] commented as she trailed after Lyn entered the restaurant.

Lyn briefly peered back at her companion, grinning. "Of course! When it comes to places related to food, Mikhail-niichan is the first to know. He just informs me that's why I do too."

Once again, the two girls decided to eat dinner outside. This time, they went to a nearby restaurant named 'The Bistro Connections'. It amazes [Y/n] that Lyn was already familiar with the surrounding buildings and establishments near the company headquarters. Moreso when the places they've been to today are all related to food. Nevertheless, it still brought a smile to her face at the other girl's accommodation. 

"It might be not bad to explore around here. Maybe I'll bring them to eat here next time..."

The two girls picked a table near the windows and got seated. Peter, this time around, sat with the girl at the same table. After a minute, a waitress came and gave them a pair of menus, one for the man, and one for both girls. Opening the menu, [e/c] pools scanned the available meals, her mouth almost watering from seeing the pictures.

"This place serves a lot of spicy food. I think it's their specialty," Lyn mentioned.

"Ah, I see," the [h/c]ette nodded, noticing that there are a lot of spicy meals listed on the menu. "Is that why you chose this place?"

"Yup!"

A giggle escaped [Y/n]'s lips at that. After scanning the menu and contemplating their food choices, they called upon a waiter to order. As expected, the pink-haired teen ordered a couple of spicy meals — Piri-Piri Chicken, Mapo Tofu, Tteokbokki, Bah Kut Teh, Bibimbap, Yunnan noodles, and Yuxiang shredded pork. Just hearing Lyn narrate those orders to the waiter made [Y/n] pale. She was both astonished by the amount of food she ordered and also aghast at how all of them were spicy food. She didn't know that the pinkette's love for spicy food was to this degree nor understand how high her tolerance to spiciness might be.

After Lyn said her order, she turned to the [h/c]-haired female, an innocent smile on her lips. "What will you order, [Y/n]-chan?"

"Ah..." the girl snapped out of her reverie, sweatdropping. "I'll just gonna have [fav/food] and a cup of [fav/drink]."

As the waiter listed her orders as well as Peter's, he left. The two girls engaged in small chatter while waiting for their meal. Peter was busy writing in his record book, often glancing in the girl's direction and having a smile on his face upon seeing them converse. 15 minutes have passed and their meal finally arrived. One by one, the large table was filled to the brim with their food, most notably from Lyn's order.

Sky-blue eyes lit up in excitement upon seeing the meal in front of her. Meanwhile, [Y/n] had to recoil back because of the spiciness invading her nostrils. Even with her distance from Lyn's food, it still managed to make her eyes tear up and her nose itchy from how intense the spice was.

"Itadakimasu!" Lyn didn't hesitate to pick up her utensils and began eating her meal.

[E/c] eyes were wide in shock and awe, watching as Lyn effortlessly ingest her food enthusiastically, even without blinking or pausing. Even Peter sweatdropped at the scene in front of him but still managed to get his camera to record the behind-the-scenes.

"She really does love spicy food, huh? And I'm amazed by her high tolerance to it."

Smiling, [Y/n] then focused on her own food and began eating as well. The taste and texture of [fav/food] were indeed amazing as well as the smell. [Y/n] never expected such delicious dishes to appear in a chain restaurant. And while she was engrossed in her food, Lyn peered at the girl, grinning as usual upon seeing the shorter girl enjoy herself.

"Hey, [Y/n]-chan. Want some?" she offered, pointing towards the countless spicy meals she has on her side of the table.

"Sure," taking on Lyn's offer, the girl got a piece of Piri-Piri chicken, some mapo tofu, and yuxiang before putting it on her plate.

Lyn's expectant eyes were fixated on [Y/n] as she tried tasting the spicy meal. Putting a spoonful in her mouth, the [h/c]-haired girl began chewing. It didn't take long for her eyes to dilate and the inside of her mouth to heat up. Taking a deep breath, her body shook slightly. The [h/c]-haired girl continued to chew on her food. She wasn't sure if it was the taste or the burning sensations that brought on tears to the corner of her eyes, but she could feel the heat coursing through her whole body. 

"Ah! It's so spicy!"

[Y/n] tried not to cough, but after enduring the intensity of the spice for this long, it seems that her body can't handle it any longer.

"Khoff! Khoff! Khoff!"

"Are you alright, [Y/n]-chan?!"

Lyn immediately placed a hand behind the girl's back and rubbed it. Her face was glazed with panic — sky-blue eyes glimmer with worry, brows knitted, and a nervous sweat rolling down the side of her face. She took the cup of water and handed it over to poor [Y/n]. The [h/c]ette took big gulps of cold water, washing down the food down her throat and hopefully even the spiciness. Though, as expected, it didn't last long and after a moment of respite, the numbing sensation and spice returned to her mouth. The hotness lingered on her tongue, numbing her tastebuds.

"Khoff... Khoff... Ugh..." [Y/n] carefully wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes, sniffing and fanning her hot face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect that it would be that spicy... I was so used to the intensity that I didn't realize you wouldn't be able to handle it," the pinkette lamented, guilt reflected in her orbs. She continued to rub [Y/n]'s back, in an effort to ease her pain. "You could've declined my offer instead."

Seeing the dejected look on Lyn's face made [Y/n] frown slightly, feeling guilty. "No, it's fine. I decided to try out the food. It's not your fault that I have low spice tolerance. Besides, it's still tasty."

"But still..."

The girl in question couldn't help but chuckle softly at the sight of Lyn looking so concerned. However, she did manage to give her a reassuring smile. "I really wanted to try out what you like and I genuinely enjoyed it. Well, other than the high spiciness, of course. "

"...Yeah," Lyn sighed in relief, reciprocating the smile [Y/n] was giving her. "We could order something else that has a low spice that you can try."

"I'd love that," [Y/n] replied earnestly. "And maybe I'll add a [fav/flavor] milkshake as well to help with the spice."

"Sure! Let's do that. How about you, Peter-sa—"

"Khoff! Khoff!"

Just as the two girls glanced in Peter's direction, they witnessed him coughing. His face was red and tears were already flowing down his flushed cheeks. He fanned his hand over his mouth, an uncomfortable expression plastered on his face. [Y/n] and Lyn exchanged glances before giggling.

The day was long for both girls. The sky soon turned from its bright blue color to its iconic orange wash, and the sun slowly descend the horizon and behind the towering cityscape. After their pleasant dinner outside, Peter decided to escort the young females back to the company building. By now, the two were comfortable with each other that they were completely engrossed in chatting and sharing their experiences with each other.

All the way back, the taller pink-haired female hugged [Y/n]'s arm while walking. Of course, the other didn't mind. In fact, it made her happy that Lyn was enjoying her presence. And so did she.

"After the clock buddy activity in a week, I hope we can do something fun together~ Maybe I'll invite oniichan and Charlotte-chan as well!" Lyn beamed, excitement radiating off her tone of voice.

[Y/n] chuckled, pink dusted her cheeks. "Of course, I'll be happy to be part of it."

"Hm?"

"Is something wrong?"

Lyn's sudden halt made the other girl quirk a brow. Her gaze trailed after the pinkette's and saw that they were passing by what seemed to be a souvenir shop. Just seeing Lyn's bright blue eyes glitter made [Y/n] chuckle at how animated her facade is. A sudden thought erupted in her mind, earning a smile on her lips.

"Should we go to the store? I think I'll buy some souvenirs for my older siblings as well," she suggested, giggling.

"Sure!"

Lyn's reply immediately made her heart skip a beat. She was glad she had suggested it since it made her happy.

The two girls walked inside the shop, followed by Peter. Their wide eyes scanned the interior of the shop and the various items displayed on the shelves. Lyn immediately skipped over to one side of the shop, leaving the girl and their chaperone by the entrance. [Y/n] took this time to leisurely roam the shop, often her gaze lingering on an item that interested her.

"What should I buy for niichan and neechan? And maybe something for Cannae-chan and Rouin-nii as well."

Pondering over what souvenirs she should give them, the young adult headed towards a rack of accessories. There were a couple of accessories that piqued her interest, though the price of the item left the girl to sweatdrop and reconsider her choice. As she continued her browsing, one item caught her eye and she went closer to the shelves. [Y/n] picked up a brooch with a jeweled three-leaf clover design. Furthermore, there are only two of those displayed on the shelves.

Her gaze softened with a tender smile resting on her lips.

"I'm sure these would suit them well."

Deciding to buy the items, she moved on to the stationary section. There, she browsed the shelves to choose a suitable planner for a particular blue-haired male. It didn't take long for [Y/n] to get one and moved on to the next item on her list.

She stopped by the shelf containing many hair accessories. A certain hair accessory caught her attention. It has light green tints and has several thin straps wrapped around the hair clip. There are a variety of flowers and other decorations placed all around the pin and a small bow is attached to the middle section of the clip.

"A hair clip like that would fit her quite nicely~" [Y/n] murmured to herself.

After collecting her items to be purchased, she went to the counter and met with Lyn who was already there. Upon seeing her, Lyn waved as she waited for the employee to finish scanning her items. After the pinkette paid for her items and receive the shopping bag, she moved to the side and waited for [Y/n] to finish her transaction. When they were done, the three of them went straight back to the building.

"This is so much fun!" the pinkette chirped enthusiastically.

"Mhm," [Y/n] hummed in agreement.

"Oh! By the way."

"Hm?" facing her companion, [e/c] hues watched as Lyn fished something out from her shopping bag and showed it to her.

"Here. A gift," she grinned.

[Y/n]'s eyes widened in surprise. Nevertheless, she took the small box gratefully, a blush dusting her cheeks. "Thank you, Lyn-san..."

"You're welcome, [Y/n]-chan! And please call me Lyn-chan!" the pinkette chirped. "Thank you for today and for being a fun friend!"

After the family of three entered the car, it drove off from the building. Rouin was the driver. Dietrich sat in the front seat. And Zelda and [Y/n] were in the backseat. Speaking of [Y/n], the whole day spent with Lyn drained her of energy. She lay on her older sister's lap, the car's vibration and soft radio music lulling her to sleep. The older woman gently caressed her younger sister's hair, a smile plastered on her lips.

"How's the teambuilding activity?" Rouin asked, taking a peek into the rear mirror to see the sleeping youngster. "[N/n] was drained, huh?"

"It was fine. I met with a woman named Cesaire Alteon," Dietrich answered, his gaze fixated on the scenery outside. "Most of the time, we just chatted."

"I met with Kartis Claudith," Zelda said.

"I see. How about [N/n]? Who did she spend the day with?"

"A young girl named Lyn Blake. Apparently, her older cousin applied for the job as well. Peter said that they hit it off so the day went fine."

"She must've enjoyed it, huh?"

Dietrich chuckled, glancing behind to see his little sister. "Considering this girl, she would. Besides her anxiety, since this is her first time, I'm sure she enjoyed it. Making friends is always enjoyable, am I right?"

"Well, you're not wrong," the raven-haired woman sighed. Nevertheless, she also glanced down at the girl, her expression softened. "I'm just glad that [N/n] is slowly trying out things she'd never done before."

[oneechangoddess]

woah i thought you were a girl this whole time until now

Now that you know the truth I hope you still like my blog lol

But I understand the confusion considering my name is “oldersister”goddesss (◕‿◕✿)

[nekasu]

Hmph, how disappointing that Saiguu didn't rise to the bait of mocking Ei. Oh, well, he's not about to persist in a topic that has no interest. Neka has probably already overstayed his welcome, so he needs no further erosion of her remaining goodwill.

"Really? I'm not actually calling you my aunt. Just pointing out how old you're sounding compared to me. Or would you rather me call you oneechan instead?"

Still, he feels the need to point something out. "I might not be a Hakushin, but I am a junko, and all the prestige that entails. Even if you don't know about the junko, that doesn't make us any less noble~" Maybe, if she asks, he'll be willing to explain, but their little feud seems to be taking precedence.

Even when Saiguu grabs his kimono and pulls him down the couple inches it takes to make them meet eyes, Neka doesn't lose his smugness for even a moment. "If you're looking for someone to help you get things from tall places, wouldn't a tengu be better? Though...what do you mean by 'other things, too'?"

Just as quickly as he was bent forward, Neka straightens himself as if nothing had happened. "I mean, if you're using that metaphor, a rusted tool would be the most painful of all, but I would rather be sharp than dull. Don't tell me you actually have a soft spot for a tanuki~"

"There are a few simple ways to shut me up, but I'm not sure you're capable of doing that~" Almost a dare, a challenge.

Saiguu would just sigh, not worth it to argue over this, She isn't going to tell Makoto either.

As Saiguu approaches him, she isn't phased in the slightest that he is taller than her, Chiyo is also taller than her but she also has much more respect despite being a Oni, so she isn't what to make of it.

"I'm not your Auntie, You're not even apart of the Hakushin linage."

Saiguu states matter of factually, if he wanted to call her anything like that he should just call her Lady Saiguu like everyone else.

"It's not abnormal for you to be taller, but don't think just because you are taller you can pick on me~"

Saiguu says pulling him down to eye level with a grin not intimidated in the slightest

"Tall Yokai are useful though, Like grabbing stuff from high up places and picking up naughty children."

"There are other things too..."

Saiguu giggles mischievously as she lets go of him

"It is close-minded but it's highly unlikely that they would try to mimic someone like me~"

"Ioroi isn't the sharpest tool in tool in the shed but dull tools hurt more than sharp ones, remember that."

"I wouldn't recommend you mess with him."

"Be careful who you talk too with that mouth of yours~"

"Even if it is adorable."