#but cute boys in my town wont do it

[blacklegsanjiii]

Aahh your addition to actually girl sanji was amazing ✨ thank you

Its so funny to have them realising all the way to WCI/Wano, theyre all so silly. ALSO CHOPPER- He's new to the crew and giving them all a check up to get up to date with their physicals and he's all like 'dont worry Sanji your secret is save with me!! I wont tell anybody!!' And sanji thinks he's actually talking about the nr 3 burnmark (hc of mine that judge labeled all his children) so she's very thankful to him

Omg and the ship options... To many possibilities to choose from... Luffy going 'HES NOT A PRETTY BUT SHES A PRETTY GIRL?!!' Literally no fucks given nothing changes but he looveess the clothes and makeup nami gives sanji to wear (the liploss tastes like fruit and the dress fabric is so softt!!!)

Or sanami... Nami feeling attracted to sanji even though she's a lesbian and heaving a sexuality crisis cause is she bisexual??? But no she's still a major lesbian (or even funnier no attraction until its 'stupid guy -> stupid girl??!!!'

Honestly east blue poly would be funny as hell, so many possibilities

Also (sorry im rambling) SHES ZEFFS LITTLE GIRL 💥💥when she left with luffy, zeff 100% threatened the shit out of him (he also did this in canon but with his mind UvU) idk i fucking adore zeff and sanji protective of each other

And lastly??? All the regulars knowing??? Amazing, show stopping, ground breaking. Theyre coming to the baratie not seeing the cute waitress and when asked the staff says she has become a pirate cook of the strawhats

But whenever there's news its always talking about a guy and the wanted pictures are not so helpfull... So many possibility...

Have a nice day! Hope you had/have fun at your con :D

I'm so glad you enjoyed them! Fem!Sanji is fun to write, especially when no one knows she's a girl because how can you not know? She is Zeff's little girl! The dumb brat he gave up a leg for on a rock! She is his pride and joy, and everyone knows this!! Also, I love the idea of the burn mark and the confusion therein for Sanji because Chopper thinks she's trans masc when she's not, she's just waiting for her mom's genes to kick in more. Also the shipping, I agree with East Blue Polycule because you can fit all that in together in one go and no one is going ask questions. But I'm getting ahead of myself and skipping to the regulars first so that I can get some funny scenarios out of my head first.

First, Mihawk has watched this girl grow up and probably saw the fall out after shortly after Zeff butchered her hair. When he asked about it, he gave Zeff the most unimpressed look Zeff has ever received because good fuck he could have just braided it until they got into town? That's all he says about that because Sanji is still upset her hair is gone. Then some years later he's calling Zeff and asking when Sanji changed her gender and Zeff is confused because she hasn't but anyone and everyone are calling her a boy, even that crew she set off with. Mihawk is staring out of his office with the denden with an empty gaze as the greenhaired moron he almost slaughtered on the deck of Baratie is in his castle with one of his fellow warlords first mates and he's having a time but at least that hasn't changed.

Buggy is also probably really confused about 'Black Leg Sanji' and "his feats" and when Garp is arresting him they're debating whether or not Sanji would be a good marine until Garp calls her a boy and Buggy corrects him. Garp is staring down at the clown who looks back and is like 'wait, wait. Zeff's called her "princess" and you never questioned why he would call his son that?' to Garp's non-committal shrug of 'He's Zeff.' which, okay yeah, sure. It's Zeff but Zeff never used it in a derogatory manor. Sanji is quite literally his princess. She is the princess of the Baratie that Buggy used to do card tricks for because Zeff had no idea what the hell to do with kids.

Now onto the hilarity because East Blue Poly would be exceptionally hilarious. They all start dating and Sanji thinks Nami is going through a sexuality crisis because she's a girl where as Nami thinks Sanji's a boy and it's never cleared up. Sanji looks particularly butch because it made her life easier at Baratie, and she doesn't want to ruin dresses and skirts and blouses with cooking or blood. She also just never really wore make up unless Baratie was closed for some celebration or something, when she had a reason to doll up because she was so busy. Also she wakes up and goes to bed before and after everyone else so no one catches she's a girl. I think the hilarious exception of Ace clocking it in Alabasta and telling Luffy he's got the prettiest girl and the best cook wrapped in one is an amazing thing and Luffy goes with it but still asks why Ace called Sanji a girl and Ace is confused now. They never clear it up.

When Sanji is training and everyone is talking about forcing her into dresses Sanji is like 'I don't need to be forced, I love dresses! I just don't like ruining them with blood.' and coming back to Sabaody with a few dresses, skirts, blouses, more fem clothing and everyone is like 'you don't have to wear those if they make you uncomfortable' is sending some weird messages to her so she just doesn't wear them still. For the wrong reasons and everyone is confused. Like WCI when Sanji's in her wedding dress and fighting and mourning the blood on the dress and Luffy and Nami are asking her why she's in one because she doesn't wear that stuff and Sanji says she thought they didn't like them on her and the very quick explanation of 'we thought you were a boy!' is Sanji going 'How?' as Nami complains she had a sexuality crisis for nothing until Luffy asks about him, Zoro, and Usopp; Nami concedes that the crisis wasn't for nothing then.

Nami makes sure she's in a kimono like she and Robin are as an apology because they didn't realize that Sanji was a girl and was just dressing for convenience, she's not a boy and was a princess and she is loved.

Also my con was lovely but I'm so glad it's over.

[arandomferretsthoughts]

This popped into my brain and wouldnt leave so I wanted to share it with yall

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A young boy and his parents are attacked on the street, only the boy makes it out.

It's a rare occurrence, an event like this, the police find the man and arrest him and everyone else is safe.

Bruce Wayne goes home to a mansion that feels larger and lonelier than ever, with only his butler to take care of him.

And yet the young boy finds himself too afraid to leave for more than necessities.

The young boy grows into a young man, he inherits his parents business and starts to leave his house a little more, unwilling to lose this connection to his lost parents but still he finds himself afraid, afraid to be around people, to be seen.

Until one day at a gala he must attend for the sake of the shareholders, he sees a man, a reporter, who holds himself in an odd way, clearly a tall and strong man who could be intimidating if he tried but the man held himself as if to appear smaller and unassuming, Bruce's brain flitters across the idea that the man is hiding something, or more hiding himself.

His brain that has soaked up comics and movies for years so as to not grow bored in his home.

And when he learns of all the good this reporter has been trying to do, he thinks the man would make a good superhero.

When he goes home the thought wont leave him alone, he thinks of a world with a hero, a world that needs a hero, one where his parents murder would have just been one of many, but this hero wouldn't have been there to help, he was too bright, a hero for the daytime, not for the shadows of night.

He thinks maybe he could have been a hero in this world, one that saves other kids from suffering a fate like his own.

One who is afraid and fights anyway.

The next time he leaves his home there's an event at a museum, with some special objects that are in town for a few days. There he sees a woman who knows so much about ancient relics and is so beautiful that he doesn't believe she could be just a normal human.

He thinks she would share her knowledge and kindness with the world given the chance.

While he remains mostly alone, other than his Parental figure/Butler, he also keeps in contact with two friends from when he was in school.

One is now a psychiatrist, with an interest in learning about fear and how it can change people, and the other a psychologist, both working at the city's asylum. 

Harleen is who Bruce considers his best friend, a goofy but kind girl who cares alot about others, she tells him about a patient, without going into much detail, who she claims would be cute if he wasn't so insane. Smiling and laughing while he talks about harming others. 

She got a boyfriend somewhere along the way, a man Bruce is sure abuses her but she can't seem to leave.

The three get in a fight one day, and lose contact, and Bruce supposes you can't have heroes without villains, though he can't bring himself to think of Harley as a villain by her own choice.

On the news Bruce learns of a man working to better science as they know it, a man who always seems to be a few minutes too late, he follows the story until the day something goes wrong and the man is there on time to shield workers from flying chemicals, killing him but saving others, Bruce thinks the man a hero in death, and could have been one in life, one who always made it to where he was needed just on time.

As time went on Bruce tried to get out more in normal ways, one night he went to the circus, he enjoyed it, reminding him of the day when he was little and his parents brought him to one just like it.

It was a few days later that he learned at the next show there was an accident, and a little boy lost his parents, he remembered being small and feeling alone when he had lost his, thankful for the man who cared for him he wished he could do the same for this little boy, but knew he didn't have the skills needed.

He could, however, make sure the boy got somewhere safe, and other kids like him too.

So he held a fundraiser and donated a lot of money into the foster system, doing what he could to make it safe.

And he thought of a world where he could have taken the little circus boy into his home, making it brighter and less lonely.

As he ventured out more and more Bruce travelled through different parts of the city, he saw a group of little children cowering behind one bigger who had just chased off a grown man, Bruce smiled as the kids cheered for the little hero.

It was the news that later told him the boy was dead, a homeless kid who stopped being seen, the little hero was gone.

Bruce held another fundraiser, this one for the homeless shelters and kitchens.

It was the news that told him the boy was not dead, found by the police, with other stolen children. 

Children that returned to a better place.

The day he lost his last parent is the day where he began to feel truly alone, the only person there for him gone, but Alfred would live forever in his memory's as the man who loved and cared for him.

He reached out to Harly again not wanting to be all alone, and they made up, he learned she had gotten free of her abusive boyfriend and had fallen for a woman who's love of nature was refreshing and new.

He knew little about his neighbours, but he tried to get to know them better, he struggled but eventually learned that the woman that lived there was very sick and that the man was not home much, when he learned of the child who spent so much of his time alone, he thought the kid was brave and told him if he ever needed anything to just ask.

The kid needed someone the day when his mother didn't wake up and his father wasn't home. Bruce did what he could, he was no father but he cared for the kid the best he could until his was able to return.

Bruce knew it was expected of him to have a family, someone to give his things and his business when he passed. He tried dating, but nothing ever seemed to work out.

However one day he learned of a child, a son, one the mother hadn't told him about, he tried to gain any sort of parental rights but couldn't get any custody, only visitation, he met the boy, a quiet but fiercely determined child, And he loved his son even without seeing him much.

When the quiet, hermit, billionaire Bruce Wayne, best known for appearing, donating large amounts of money to random causes and then disappearing again, passed away his belongings and company were to be split between two people, Timothy Drake, and Damian al Ghul, when the two met up to split his things, they found writings the man had never told anyone of.

Writings of a world where regular people became heroes, where aliens walked amongst humans, and where magic made lives exciting.

They agreed to publish the story's for the world to see.

To most people, the writings were just an entertaining fiction story that a billionaire wrote with his unlimited free time.

But to the retired reporter who knew his height frightened others, who now rested and found the stories learned that someone had seen how he stood, and what he had done and thought of him as a hero,

To the artefact collector and preserver who learned this man believed she was so knowledgeable about what she had strived to learn everything about, as well as beautiful, that he thought her to be blessed by the gods,

To the old psychologist who mourns her friend, a man who thought that no matter what she went through she'd always make the right choice in the end, 

To the family of a man who lost his life saving others, who this guy they had never met thought so highly of,

To the man that lost his only family to an accident at their circus, he was a man who wanted him get a good home, where'd he'd get anything he ever wanted, 

To a man that went through so much, believed dead for so long to learn this man who he had only seen once, saw him not as a poor homeless kid but as a fighter and protector,

To the boy that new the man for a short time, as a temporary guardian and protector, who made him feel safe and not alone when he needed it most, 

And To the boy who wished he could have known his father, but was kept away by his mother,

The storys showed to them all that this man, who some thought of as cold and egotistical, as he locked himself away and refused to be around others, was actually an anxious, lonely man, who saw what others didn't and cared about everyone in his own odd way.

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I just thought it was a cool idea I wanted to share with yall, so I hope you guys like it

This is my first post on here, so please be nice,

Also, ignore any spelling or grammar mistakes Dyslexia goes brrr

If you want to know what I think he based the other heroes and character off of, just ask, and I'll figure it out!

Thanks for reading, and have a good day!

Edit:

Thanks for all the nice comments and reblogs :)

I genuinely didn't realize how sad this was, lol. Sorry, not sorry, guys

[sturnad]

NIGHT SHIFT p1

Pairing: y/n and Chris Sturniolo

Summary: a girl that just started working in a local cafe in her small town and a boy who just moved into her town because of his dads job.

Warnings: none

Finally, the last costumer before i close up..Atleast thats what i thought. My eyes flashed before my mind as i saw a tall brunette boy walk in. He closed the door behind him and as he walked over to the counter i quickly jumped behind my coworker and whispered to her while holding on to her apron.

"omg omg...can you please serve himm?" i whispered. She rolled her eyes at me and noded a no as she slightly pulled her apron out of my fist. "get up." she said motioning me to serve him. I sighed and walked over to the front. I put on a fake polite smile even though my stomach was doing flips. He finally walked over and looked around thinking what he should get before he finally spoke up.

"Hello.. could I get a chai tea please?" he said.

I noded while trying to get my words out. "Yeah..coming right up."

I quickly walked over to make his order. He just sat down on a chair behind the counter, patiently waiting while scrolling on his phone.

...As i waited for the water to boil i noticed my coworker walking up to me in the corner of my eye. She moved my hair out of her way and whispered. "Ohh do you like him??" she said.

My face turned PALE. I noded a no. God i was bad at lying. She chuckled at me and shaked her head before returning back to work.

I made his tea and awkwardly walked up to him. I slowly placed his order on the counter he was sitting behind. "Here you go.." i said quietly with a small grin on my face. I tried asking if he needed anything else but i stuttered so i just gave up.”U-m w- would- you like anything e-else?..” i said with my cheeks RED. He just laughed it off and smiled.. “you’re cute.. no im good tho..”. After i heard the words that came from his mouth i blushed so hard before smiling politely and walking away.

I quickly made my way to the “workers only” room and pulled my phone out of my back pocket and texted my bestfriend;

"Omg girl you wont believe it im literally shaking right now. Theres a boy who came into the cafe right before we closed up. Hes soooo cuttee!! Ive never seen him before though.." i quickly typed in before turning the phone off, shoving it back into my pocket and returning back.

As I washed the dishes from the last costumers my mind was full of the worst scenarios and things;

Should I ask if he moved here?

No why would you do that dumbass.

Hes so cute.

Omg what if i embarrass myself right in front of him!

..and suddenly my coworker snapped her fingers in my face. "Are you even washing the dishes y/n?" I snapped out of it and noded as i looked down at the running water.

He finished his drink and left the money on the counter before he just disappeared. I picked the money up and noticed that he left a tip, I smiled to myself, looking at the money before putting it in the register.

...Who is that boy?

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We closed the cafe and i left to go home.

For the whole ride home i was thinking about him.

..but really who is he?

PART TWO coming soon

first time writing i hope its alright..

Im going to make multiple parts of this cause it will get interesting (i hope). If yall do not like the story keep scrolling.

TAGS:

@imwetforyourmom

[solar-tl-27]

OH HEY WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT I’M BACK

Yall never get regular posts from me omg you guys I’M SO SORRYYYY

but but but but but ya’ll wont believe it

I have been… DOING ART?! youuuuu heard that right folks i me MYSELF AM d-doing art.

Ok soooo i got a few updates

Life is still incredibly hectic i swear i feel like one of those fanfic writers tha5 post like

Hey sorry it took 8 years i was in a coma! But thankfully that’s not… entirely the case?

I’m on the list for an appointment to see if i have adhd because hearing my friends who are diagnosed and medicated talk about literally MY EXACT ISSUES AND IT HELPING i was like… damm maybe it is the good ol case of audhd … so hopefully hopefully i can get something to help with that!

Uhhh in other news I’m saving for a laptop so i can get into video editing and idk make some animation memes and animatics!

But ofcourse

Ofcourse

I promised art let’s not dwindle any more!

First of all we have some art i did for my story quest for the moon (i did blur out a bit just cuz well idk my audience that well so i’ll be bluring it even though it takes away a bit of context)

Then another piece for that series and then… omg.. no way is that?! Is it?!

Hehe surprise let’s get into the first art!

3 GOT ANOTHER REDESIGN AND MIGUELS’S FIRST FULL ART

Welcome welcome to my sweet sweet sweet baby angel boy Three that’s right he’s been on my mind again so i drew him… kinda like a splash art? If he was in a gacha game very cute very demure (if that meme’s old already… no it’s not)

And then we have THE VILLAIN of quest for the moon

Miguel also our main character ash in the corner hiiii ash

Miguel is basically like the mentor that’s secretly just try to steal your powers type he’s very much an opportunist and i love to draw him and loooove to hate him! This piece is basically foreshadowing extravaganza that will… eventually be clear i swear I promise I PROMISE but for now enjoy the piece it took sooo long

Next art!

This is still a work in progress it’s not done yet but I’m incredibly proud of it soooooo I’m showing it anyway and then we’ll get into the surprise

MEET MY SON ALEXANDER

ohhh my goodness after being in art block for so long it feels so nice to just get a solid redes out i’m soooo happy with how he’s turning out AA that’s my son MY BOY one of my oldest oc’s from so so so so long ago and fun fact i drew both pieces with the exact same brush heheheh the headshot next to him is his brother phoenix

Ok NOW FOR THE SURPRISE

Guess what! That’s right i have actually ACTUALLY started finding my way into the new project reignited

That’s right we got a MAIN CAST now

Now obviously some are.. easy to find the original inspiration for but they won’t be that similar to the redesigns they used to be no no no

Welcome the new crew of project reignited!

Muse, Plume, Thea, Orianne & caelusss

Muse is the main character a human boy who is just trying his best who gets swooped up into helping a dragon girl save her kingdom and the magical dimension while also fighting to preserve his home town!

Plume a dragon girl (plume, bloom you get the gist) who somehow ended up on earth is now tasked to find help to save her people and mother while also discovering the beauty of earth

Thea the daughter of an urban development company ceo and the love interest of muse (did i get myself this invested into a ship that i made it canon here… yes.) she’s a frail girl but is forced to step in as her fathers ideas turn from helpful to greedy and destructive

Orianne Thea and Muse’s friend and the more motherly of the group but faced with difficult circumstances and changes in her life can cause her to lash out as her life is completely steered of its course by magic and her dad remarrying.

Caelus! Muse’s closest friend a pretty chill guy that works at an icecream parlour during the week and helps his family with their market food stand in the weekend, he really wants to be a culinary chef but doesn’t know if he can truly achieve his goals in his hometown.

That’s the gang this will from now on be an original concept and no longer a winx rewrite yes winx will be an inspiration for this work but i do not intend to go the fairy route nor make the world building as big as i had made it in my rewrite… what you will see is me taking my rewritten work as a basis for this story considering i have basically rewritten my version of domino, zenith and solaria from scratch sooooo SWEET BABY BOY CRYOS MY BABY will be making a return later on in this story he’s mine he’s my son my boy i can do with his character whatever i pleaseeee ok ty

That’s the update that’s the post thank you all for enjoying my content and my terrible upload schedule life had beeeeeen hectic ty ty hope ya’ll stay for more and if this was your first post of mine you saw…. Check out my other work pls and thank u

Oki

BYEEEEE

[littlemissthunderstorms]

confessions

alex turner x reader

bookstore au! your best friend/co-worker alex has been distant towards you recently

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you sighed, tossing your jacket on as you made your way to the front door. alex marched ahead of you, eager to get to his car. he already seemed annoyed enough that you and him had been the ones to close tonight. alex was your best friend but recently he’d been so distant, so cold towards you and you had no idea why, but it made your heart hurt.

the whole day, it seemed like he was avoiding you. earlier in the day, whilst you were arranging a pile of new books on the shelves, you caught his eye from across the store, smiling warmly at him, hoping to relieve some of the tension and just wishing everything would go back to normal. instead, he completely ignored you, eyes cold and hesitant as he looked away. he’d been slowly distancing himself the whole week and you’d had enough.

you missed laughing together all day, working on cute little displays for new books, and taking lunch at the same time so you two could explore new cafe’s in town. you just wanted your best friend back. and it hurt.

———

furrowing your eyebrows, you quickly locked the front door of the bookstore, turning around to catch up to alex.

the crisp autumn air bit at your cheeks and nose, turning them a rosy pink color. the night sky was an intimidating shade of dark blue on this particular night. not a star in sight.

catching up to alex, who was still looking straight ahead and walking at the same pace, you shoved your hands into your pockets. “is everything okay?” you missed him so badly, praying that he would just tell you what was wrong. instead, he turned around, his eyes cold as he gave you an insincere smile. “yep.” he muttered, still looking at you.

you gazed back at him unconvinced. hurt, your eyes glazed with tears as you gave him a smile and nodded. he looked back at you, regret flooding into his features. you turned to walk away, accepting that you may have just lost your best friend.

“wait!” alex exclaimed, running after you and gently grabbing your arm. you turned around, sniffling as a tear rolled down your face. alex looked into your eyes with an intensity and sincerity that made your heart flutter.

he quickly embraced you in a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around you and burying the side of his face in your hair. surprised, you hugged him back. “im sorry. i didn’t mean to make you cry.” he muttered. you tried to pull away a bit but he just hugged you tighter. “i- i don’t know what i did.” you sniffled, voice trembling.

“i know i know. you didn’t do anything hon i’m sorry.” you sighed at the comforting feel of him holding you, relieved but still confused. “then why have you been so cold towards me? i miss you alex. i just want my best friend back.” you stammered, brows furrowed, his grip on you still tight as your head rested on his shoulder.

“because i’m in love with you.” alex replied. your heart skipped a beat and your stomach swirled at his words. he’d said it in such a sweet, calm manner that made your heart melt. you were speechless.

alex pulled away slightly, cupping your face in his hands and gently wiping a tear away with his thumb. “its just, it’s hard wanting to kiss you every time i see you knowing i can’t. knowing we’re just friends. i was terrified of ruining our friendship, but then i almost did anyways.” he scoffed. “i’m so sorry, i never meant to hurt you. i was just stubborn. and jealous.”

you looked up at him with soft glittery eyes, lost for words. alex continued. “i- i’m sorry, i just thought i’d tell you how i felt. if you dont feel the same you can walk away right now and i wont even-“ “alex.” you cut him off. the boy looked down at you, confused as you smiled at him.

“i love you too.”

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hope u liked!! i love writing love confessions its sm fun

this is also inspired by that one jim and pam scene from the office 💞 (PARENTS I LOVE THEM)

[gutzfreak]

Can you do jack x fem reader smut? But can it be about jack pulling over Y/N then maybe to get out of a ticket they have sex?👀 maybe in the back of his cop car or on top of the hood??

I like that idea a lot so yes Also the reader is pretty punky/gothy if you dont mind, it wont be mentioned to much I just feel like jack would have a thing for gothy people :p

CW: car sex, oral sex, slight rough stuff(?)

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You were speeding. Not in a major part of the road, just throughout the small parts of town. Though, still speeding. Your breath hitched and you felt like your whole mind shot off when you heard sirens behind you and started seeing those red and blue lights.

"Fuck." You mutter to yourself. You pull over, taking a deep breath and putting on the best smile. You pray that it's just gonna be a small fine other than something you cant financially handle. A cop walked up, knocking on your window. You roll down the window and look up at him. "Damn..." You say in your head. He looked down at you, causing you to blush just a little. Maybe you can flirt your way out of this one? And with that sexy cop you'd be more than happy to. "Ma'am, are you aware that you were speeding?" The cop said. You smile. "Sorry, my mind wasn't all there. I wasn't thinking." You choke out. You hope that lie would be able to convince him. He sighed, pulling out a ticket. He scribbled something down on it, before handing it back to you. Your eyes widen. "Almost $300!? I can't afford this!" You exclaim. You were employed in a shitty job that didn't pay well at all, so every scrap of money you spent was a huge loss. And you really, really couldn't afford this. The cop saw your panicked expression and softened up a bit.

"is there....anything I can do to not pay this?" You mumble. You get an idea though. The cop seemed sweeter and softer, towards you at least. You lean a bit to see him better. He was a really good looking guy. Nice body, kept and clean black hair, cute face, just good looking in general. You were some person working minimum wage and all you wore was the baggiest, most ripped and sloppy clothing which people often asked you "isn't that for boys?". You never cared. Right now you don't. You just need to get out of this ticket somehow.

"So, officer, is there anything lil ol' me can do to not pay this ticket?" You bat your eyes innocently, hoping to woo him somehow. The officer blushes and rubs the back of his neck.

"Well there is....one thing." He smiles nervously.

....

Before you knew it you were in the back of his cop car, your arms snaked around his neck and him hovering over you as you two made out. You were expecting this, but at the same time no you weren't. You thought he'd ask for like, an apology or just a kiss or something. Not being pulled into a full on make out. He pulled back, staring into your eyes for a second before moving to your neck, planting sloppy kisses, bites, and licks all over it. You let a few noises escape your mouth.

"Hey." You bat the back of his head, causing him to look up. "Whats your name, anyways?" You chuckle.

"Jack. Deputy Jack. You?" He said shyly. "Im Y/N." You say. He smiles. "Thats a pretty name." He says, pecking your lips and moving back to mark and love your neck. You giggle and run your hands through the back of his hair, letting out sighs of pleasure as he attYoacked your neck. His hands move up and down your body, seemingly unsure where to rest. They finally made their way up your shirt, his cold skin on yours. You shiver. After a minute he finally leaves your neck alone and his fingers trail to the waistband of your pants. He looks at you for consent to take them off. You nod. "Go ahead, Jack." You mumble. He pulls off your pants, leaving you in black underwear. He hooks a finger in those too, slowly pulling them down. You buried your face in your elbow, embarrassed. He chuckled at you and kissed your cheek.

"Your ok with this, right? You really don't wanna pay that ticket?" He smirked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Please..." You huff out. He nods and starts rubbing your soaked clit with his thumb. Your back arches slightly and so do your legs, as small whimpers escaped your mouth. He saw it as a good sign. He kept rubbing your clit and inserted a finger in you.

"Ngh......shit....." You moan. He lifts one of your legs, biting his lip. He adjusted himself and leaned down, his face now at the level of your heat. He leaned forward and started eating you out. "Jack!" You moan. Your head fell back as you stared at the ceiling of the cop car. You felt dizzy. Having sex with a stranger cop just to get out of having to pay a ticket. You felt like a slut. But god, it felt good. You needed this. You continue letting every noise escape your mouth, your hands entangled in his hair. A couple more licks and sucks on your clit and he couldn't handle it anymore, he needed you. Now. He shuffled to unzip his pants and get them off. He finally kicked them off along with his boxers, positioning himself. He was very, very eager and you could tell. He bumped his shaft against your clit a few times. "Are you ready, Y/N?" He asked. You nod, and shift to be in a more comfortable position.

He slowly slides in, his breath hitching as your walls stretched to accommodate his length. He doesn't wait for a que, whenever you stop shifting he moves slowly. But he quickly picks up the pace to pounding into you. "Fuck~! Jack!!!" You moan, your head leaning all the way back now. Your legs were spread all the way for him and he held them up, to make it easier for both of you. In no time he was mercilessly pounding into you, slapping noises and small moans were the only thing heard in the car. He was groaning and staring at you. You were staring at the ceiling again. You were seeing static, everything felt not real. A cop was destroying your insides just so you didn't have to pay a ticket. But you were there for it. You felt him go faster and harder and started borderline screaming his name, his face now in the crook of your neck. He planted more soft kisses and bites, marking you as his. "Im getting close, Y/N. Do you...want me to pull out?" He mumbles. You shake your head. "No! No, please don't...." You moan. He nods. A couple more sloppy thrusts and he explodes inside you, moaning loudly along with you. You laid there, a mess. Covered in sweat, hickies, and now cum. You felt gross but so, so good. Jack blushes at the sight. "U-uh......you alright? At least you don't have to pay that ticket, huh?" He chuckles nervously, hoping you find it funny. You giggle. "Yeah.." You say. You get an idea and grab a notebook from the front seat along with a pen. "Uh...here, officer." You hand him the paper and scramble to put your panties and pants back on. He sees you dressed and nods, signifying you can go now.

You made it back to your car and regained composure, the only thing in your head was what just happened. Jack, in his car, looked at the slip of paper you gave him. He chuckled and blushed even more. It was your number.

You started your car, driving off. Jack watched and sighed, but it was a sigh of admiration. He started his car and drove off as well.

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This ones a bit shorter sorry!! But I hope you enjoy nonetheless :)

[yourlegacysnotyourstosee]

I took notes on my thoughts while watching Nerdy Prudes Must Die because I did the same for Black Friday

DAMN Jon said “I am a TENOR”

I literally can’t get over how good he sounds

AHHHHHH LAUREN!!!!!

Bro these songs SLAP

Damn Mariahs hair is so long

Pete is such a mood

I’m literally terrified of being pantsed so bad

BRUH NOT MICRO-PETER

Omg hey Kim

When Cory enthusiastically agrees I’m dying

Omg Max likes Grace???????

Wait that’s so cute

Wait why’s he kinda fine

“His name is Jesus Christ” HELP 💀💀💀💀💀

It’s giving Apex Predator (from Mean Girls)

Damn these HARMONIES THO

My jaw is on the floor the way Cory is talking to her

“How am I supposed to study without listening to Spotify?” ME LMFAO

I KNOW HE DID NOT JUST MAKE AN ISSAC NEWTON JOKE

The way hes like “this is about thermodynamics” me me me. I hate when people make jokes about the things we’re not even talking about.

“NANI” NO WAY HE SAID THAT HELP💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀I LITERALLY CANNOT BREATHE 💀💀💀💀💀💀

Study date????????

Joey Richter my beloved ❤️❤️❤️

When Max enters and the crowd cheers

“Rondevuch”

Max literally has a God complex

Why is Kim everyones mom?

“Walen place”?????

“Mom will you pass the butt stuff????” HELP SHES BEEN CORRUPTED

NO WAY SHES FANTASIZING ABOUT MAX JAGERMAN

LITERALLY WHAT

Awwww Grace is experiencing Catholic Guilt™ ❤️❤️❤️

Girl wdym “he’s gotta go”???

Laurens character is bisexual???????

“WAIFU MATERIAL”?????? I literally can’t get over Jons character

Wait Grace is a little fucked up actually

Wait since the Waylons built hatchetfield high and the starlight theater, could they have cursed the town somehow? Like I know about the evil brothers or whatever, but I’m not super familiar with the lore

Wait I kind of love Grace now

Mariah slays

“Am I reading as Ghost, or Lin Manuel Miranda?” AWWWWWW❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

“Your fucking useless Pete.” Tgwdlm???? In MY npmd???? It’s more likely than you think

I’m very suspicious about how fast they seemed to put the plan together…

I know the plan wont work and Im so nervous I’m getting secondhand embarrassment so bad rn

“Skele-ens”

I need Max Jagerman actually

Awwww Max is a Theater Kid ❤️❤️❤️

AW FUCK HE DIED

HOLY FUCK HE DIED

GIRL WTF IS WRONG WITH GRACE

I love how upbeat this song is

WHYD SHE CUT HIS NIPPLES OFF WTF

Omg Dan and Donna!

Slay Mayor Lauter

His reaction to being asked to the game is giving- “she asked me for the time” “no way” “way :D”

THE NIGHTHAWKS MASCOT 💀💀💀💀

FUCK CLIVESDALE

DAMN THEYRE IN THE SPLITS GOOD FOR THEM

I like that the football team has only 2 players

I love when actors walk through the audience, but ESPECIALLY here when hes stalking Richie bro looks so good

Listen I know he’s about to kill Richie but HES SO FINE HELP

Im literally so Gay bro

THE SMOKE CLUB!!!!!!

THE NIGHTMARE TIME THEME

When she says hes not hot anymore girl speak for yoursef

Please let Grace swear

Oh fuck they’re giving themselves away

Grace Chastity said “acab”

Cory needs more songs

MAN IN A HURRY RETURNS!!!!!

Damn who is this girl in a trenchcoat 😍😍😍

GERALD OH MY GOD

Random side note but what happened to Robert? I was just thinking about how I wish we could see Hidgens again but is Robert still a part of Starkid anymore? Is he on to Bigger and Better things? Does anyone know what those are? I’d love to continue to support him.

Edit: NVM NVM I TAKE IT BACK I DO NOT WANT TO SUPPORT ROBERT MANION NO NO NO SIR

The invisible bird. Literally high school theater

“Heahs the thang about ah bahbecue”

“Ah wawna remember who ah ayum”

Ruth is so real for not know when to do the lights bc the cue lines were wrong

Ugh Laurens voice is so good and I know ive said that about pretty much everyone but it’s true

I know shes about to die rn

The red lighting gave it away

THE WAY HE LOOKS INTO CAMERA AFTER HE KILLS HER I NEED HIM SO BAD

Why did Kim scream like that

Awww Grace has religious trauma now ❤️❤️❤️

THE COPS THEME

OH MY GOD PAUL AND EMMA!!!!!!!!!

He gave her his number❤️❤️❤️

Hot chocolate boy!!!!!!!! I knew Peter was the hot chocolate boy but still

This duet is EVERYTHING

Obsessed with the fact he called MARIAH ROSE FAITH a MEAN GIRL

“Axe wielding maniacs?”

The Waylons did not dig that shit very deep…

OH FUCK THEY HAVE TO SUMMIN THE LORDS IN BLACK

I KNEW THE WAYLONS BUILT LAKESIDE MALL

im so sorry Zombie Max is So Fine

WIGGLY

THEY HAVE HUMAN FORMS??????

“Let me check my Christmas list”

“What do you want steph?” MORE tgwdlm? In MY npmd?

I feel bad for not knowing all their names

Max says bitch a lot

Damn this show is long

Omg this is so sad im tearing up a lil

Max is so fucking funny

Damn Grace is seducing Max this is hilarious

Fuck Grace Chastity or kill some nerds? One of the many difficult decisions in life

He decides to fuck Grace Chastity

OH MY GOD THATS SO SMART

Thats some fuckin Macbeth level shit

Kims teacher character is so cute awwwww

Paul and Bill dance Chaperones??????

Oh nvm that’s Jason

I don’t think I ever mentioned it but the dancing is really good

It’s very clean and crisp

In the last 2 hours I very quickly developed a massive crush on Will Branner

OH FUCK

WHATS GOING ON

WHAT

[ive-opened-throats]

Oh to be the pathetic little brother in an all-girl fauxcest polycule. They know I’m transmasc and they make fun of me for wanting to be an icky boy. “Boys don’t get raped silly, what are you talking about?” While my mama and my sisters abuse me horribly and make me give them head on my knees because thats where stupid boys belong. Mama bends me over and spanks me until I cry for things I’ve seen my sisters do countless times. They hide on the staircase and I can hear their giggling while I beg through tears, “Mama, please, it hurts, I’m sorry, please stop,”. Going to bed with no food, sniffling and crying and curled up in bed, hearing my sisters laugh to themselves in the other room, where they have each other and its bright and warm and they belong together. My sisters finally inviting me to play dolls with them in their room, and I’m so happy to finally be included that I could cry. We play games with their dolls that confuse and scare me (Why is barbie touching ken like that?) and they see my confusion and fear and laugh at how cute it is. My sisters getting embarrassed by me in public, awkward, lanky, not as pretty and made up as they are. They tell me I can come out on the town with them, only if I wear one of their ill fitting dresses just so I wont embarrass them. I get to come with them to a bar for the first time, i’m so happy that they’ve included me. A man much bigger than me is drunk and mistakes me for a girl and rips my dress to shreds in the bathroom while he pounds into me, a heavy hand over my mouth so I cant scream. Coming home much later, alone, past curfew. My sisters see the ruined dress and laugh at me for being so careless. I sink to my knees in front of mama and tell her what the man at the bar did to me. She sees me, pathetic, in tears, wearing cum-stained rags that hang off of me and show my flat chest, my body hair. She grunts indifferently and says, “So what? Go to your room, boy.”

[babbiweeb]

love in bloom-kyojuro rengoku

(anime in gif:howls moving castle)

tw:n/a 

initial tags:pre-established reader background, kyojuro rengoku, ruka rengoku, female reader, demon slayer:kimetsu no yaiba

genre:romance, fluff & comfort, meet-cute

story playlist: 

something about you-eyedress ft. dent may

little bit-lykke li

ophelia-the lumineers

slow dancing-v

fall again-loona

authors note:well of course–i just had to write a flowershop au! kyojuro and a flowershop keeper? oh yes yes! flame boy and flowers all in one! i hope you guys enjoy, talk later! 

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Fall brought the bountiful harvest every season, allowing us to plant less and adapt to the changes of the world. Less planting, little time in the sun as the days grow short–an ideal environment that forces us to adapt to the change. Though, some see change as something they are unwilling to welcome. Change could be a poison to those who crave routine and structure. 

However, as the leaves fall, the season brings forth the option to start anew. The cycle of nature serves as a reminder to us all that nothing is ever constant–be ready for the change as life waits for no one. 

We simply must carry on. 

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Cosmos

The hustle and bustle of the town created an atmosphere similar to that of a working hive. Everyone seems to always have something to do as well as ensuring said task is completed quickly. Unexpectedly, this environment works out for the greater good of the community. An organized mess of the working class kept busy in hopes to maintain balance.

Just then, the quaint shop down the long strip of buildings had finally seen their first customer of the morning. Perhaps it would be best to say that said keeper works by her lonesome self. A woman that little know of, and yet, that same woman is seemingly selfless. This shop had been passed down by her family–she takes such pride in tenderly caring for all that surrounds her. A perfectly peaceful life is led by this kind woman.

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Y/N-

“Y/N?”-The chime of a small bell rings faintly, followed by a much older voice. 

“Ah! Mrs. Hayashi–good morning! What brings you by?”-Walking towards the front of my shop, I meet one of my best customers halfway. An elderly woman who resides with her family at the edge of town–right by the forest line. She has always been so kind to me!

Frantically, she speaks once more–she’s always been known for theatrics. 

“Goodness dear! My grandson–as you know, has been courting one of the shrine maidens. It seems he is ready to take the next step and ask her to marry!”-She spoke with urgency as she began pacing around, looking through my early morning selection of freshly cut flowers. Mrs. Hayashi usually made sly comments regarding the young men in her family. Always reminding me that they could be potential candidates, I wonder–

“Though, secretly, I prayed that she wouldn't be as interested. Then maybe, just maybe, I could have you a part of my large family!”

Nope. There it is.

Her fragile, soft hands caress my face as her fingers pinch the apples of my cheeks. A red tint followed soon after she once again tried convincing me of marrying one of the many young men available. Warmth flushed throughout my supple face as I couldn't help but smile–

“M-Mrs. Hayashi! T-That is fantastic news! But I fail to see what you are requesting from me!”-I spoke tenderly as I slowly backed from her grasp. Her hands held by mine as I stood across from the elderly woman. With a firm squeeze, her smile brightens. 

“Oh how silly of me! Of course! I’m not here to play matchmaker today!”-She teased.

“I was hoping you could make a simple bouquet for my grandson! One that would surely make this maiden swoon!”-Before I could even get a word in, she simply could not help herself.

“You know, since you wont marry him!”-Her tease is all in good fun, but a part of me understands that she is quite serious. She tried for months to get me at least in the same room as him–but to no avail.

“Oh please! You know I’m not currently looking! Besides! I know practically every man in town! I would know if any of them caught my eye…”-I snicker as my laugh fills the room. 

I’ve never been opposed to marriage. I just never found time to truly settle down. Nor has a man deemed me worth courting. At least, that’s how I see it. Perhaps this is just my slight insecurity talking on my behalf. Though, seeing the joy and pure love of the young couples around me truly stings the heart. To be completely enthralled by the grasp of love–I wonder what that would be like? 

Her pout speaks a thousand words as I continue-

“I will make a marvelous bouquet for the couple! I am positive she will say yes! She will be the perfect wife for him–offer more than simple roses and seeds!”

Within an instant, her demeanor switched. As if she understood a hidden pain within-

“Oh dear. You bring this cold world such joy, more than you realize. Your own perfection comes from simply living. Never forget that.”

Harmony. That is what I felt. She didn't offer much, however, what she said was more than enough. I told her she reminded me of the cosmos. She embodies the beauty of order, balance, and harmony. The language flowers speak has always been fascinating to me. So much can be said by a simple bud that hangs from a stem. Words to me are almost unnecessary-

Soon, after a brief moment of banter, Mrs. Hayashi leaves me with the request to finish this bouquet by late afternoon. Happy to fulfill, I bring along a wide basket as it rests on my hip. A small meadow remained my secret for the longest time. There are only the select few that know of this small garden of eden now. The vegetation there, even during the harsher seasons, seems to always supply the most beautiful growth. 

As I walk through town, all is the same. The many faces I’ve grown to familiarize myself with all greet me with warm smiles as I pass the crowds. Children run across the road as laughter and talk fill the streets. With every passing face, my eyes eventually trail to the very end of the strip. A group of the local youth surround what seems to be a man with brightly colored hair. Bright, just like the sun–

Curiosity grows within me, but my legs seem to still lead me away. Holding up the hem of my yukata, I step onto the dirty path that strays away from prying eyes. 

“I wonder why so many surrounded him?”-My mind is filled with all sorts of thoughts. It isn't often we receive visitors that are worth such a crowd. Who could he be? 

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Kyojuro-

“Greetings! I was wondering if you had a local florist? It seems my neighboring town keeper has unfortunately closed up their shop!”-My voice had filled the ears of those around me. A booming request as I feel my face brighten. 

I have never been to this town before. It’s rather quaint. Character lies here, that much I can tell!

“A florist you say?”

 “Oh yes! We have a wonderful florist! She makes the most beautiful bouquets!” 

Many voices speak over one another, though one captured my attention rather quickly-

“Mrs. Hayashi had just requested her service! She may still be out, but her shop is just up there!”-One youth had pointed towards the end of the road. My eyes find a small shop, decorated from top to bottom with plants and blooms. 

With a smile, I bow slightly to the young group. Lifting myself slowly, I thank them as I take a step forward. She may be out huh? Perhaps I will wait by her shop then! Looks of interest follow my trail as I pass by the crowd–it seems this town is yet to know the presence of a demon slayer. I chuckle to myself as I come to realize how strange I must appear in my uniform. My hand rests at the hilt of my sword as I approach the shop, sitting comfortably on the bench out front. 

Her shop seems perfectly clean. The sweet aroma of flowers fill my senses as a wave of peace washes over me.

She must be a lovely woman. One that has been taking care of this little shop for years, decades even! I must show my appreciation to the elder-

“Y/N! Y/N! You have a man waiting for you!”

My thoughts are interrupted as I look to my side. My eyes find the sight of one of the young kids latching themselves to the hip of a woman in pale green-

She looks just like a dream. The conversation of the two goes mute as my fiery orbs capture her. That basket? It seems to be full of quite a bit of stems as part of them are covered by a sheer cloth. Could she be?

Within a moment of pure tranquility, our eyes met. Her smile had taken me by surprise as she seemed so comfortable at the sight of a strange man sitting down by this shop. Soon, her figure comes to meet me. Standing across from me, just by the front entrance, she greets me-

“So I’m told I have yet another request this morning? Please, come in!”-Her voice is calm. Her words give away what I had suspected prior. So, she is the flower shopkeeper.

“Ah yes! Good morning! Thank you for inviting me in!”-With a quick bow, I lift myself walking in toe right behind her as she reopens her shop. 

She placed her basket down atop a workshop table that is full of vases coming in many different shapes, designs and sizes! Just then, I found myself looking all around her careful shop. Plants hang from even the ceiling! Vines trailing down wooden posts and into pots full of greenery. 

She has quite the green thumb. I am in good hands–

“Sir? Are you alright?”-Her voice pulls me back down to reality as I look back at her.

“Hmm? Oh! Yes! I’m quite alright!”-My boisterous laugh echoes as I smile.

“I apologize if you were speaking to me! I do not mean to ignore you! I was simply taking in the atmosphere! It seems I still get quite lost in thought.”-My laugh now a chuckle as I catch myself. 

My ears perk up for just a moment as I hear her own laugh. It’s reassuring.

“Oh! That’s alright! I’m glad you have taken an interest in my little world of green chaos!”-Playfully, she teases her own workstation as she begins to unpack her basket. My eyes never wavering-

“Sir, what is it you need from a florist today?”-She continued as she worked by her table, seemingly prepping for a bouquet. I feel myself fluster at the prospect of being called “sir” repeatedly. Given that we seem to be within the same age range, surely we can drop formalities? 

“Right! Before I speak on that, allow me to introduce myself! My name Is Kyojuro Rengoku! I overheard one of the children calling out your name! Y/N? Is it?”

“Yes! That is my name! It is a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Rengoku!”-An itch had almost been scratched. To be called Mr. Rengoku? She is well mannered, but boy does she make me feel old. 

“Just Rengoku is fine! Or even Kyojuro! Please spare me, surely I don’t look that old!”-I chuckled slightly as I looked into her eyes, almost pleading.

Her laugh fills the room once more before her voice carries- 

“I see then! I shall spare you the formality, Kyojuro. However, if we are speaking based on looks, would it be too much if I asked you something?”-She stopped moving entirely as she gave me her undivided attention. Without another word, I shook my head up and down, anticipating her question. 

“That uniform? What exactly does it symbolize? You wear fire proudly, and I must say I am quite interested.”

Yet another one of my speculations had come to fruition–this town is mostly unaware of the existence of our work. Though, I have piqued her interest. 

“Ah, a keen eye you must have, for how could anyone notice my subtle look?”-I laugh once more alongside her as our banter continues playfully. 

“I am a demon slayer, working for my master to ensure the safety of civilian life. Officially, I am known as Kyojuro Rengoku: The Flame Hashira.”

A proud smile creeps onto my face as I witness her eyes light up with curiosity and adoration. How sweet.

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Y/N-

Kyojuro Rengoku, The Flame Hashira? What an incredible title, and well, judging by his uniform–he has status. He must rank quite high within this organization. How curious-

“Amazing! A demon slayer? I have only ever heard stories! I won't pry for any details, just know that you have my gratitude!”-I spoke with such confidence as I felt my body grow warm. I am now face to face with a demon slayer, one who must be quite strong! I must fulfill his request with the utmost care! 

“Ah well thank you Y/N. You are too kind! I shall take your gratitude to heart during my battles!”-A faint red hue dusts along his cheeks as he speaks. A brief, gentle hum escapes my lips as I acknowledge him completely. 

He is gentle and strong willed, that much I can tell-

“Now then, what can I do for you?”-I spoke excitedly as I continue to wrap Mrs. Hayashi’s order. A delicate bouquet flushed with an assortment of pale pink cosmos, bright orange marigold, and white cornflower. All coming together to make a bouquet full of peace, purity, and fertility. Perfect wishes for the young couple-

I wish them well after tonight.

“You see, I wish to buy a bouquet for a very special woman. A beautiful woman who holds a special spot in my heart–my mother.”-He speaks with such fondness. The love he feels for the women who had blessed him with life is palpable. How sweet.

“In fact, I would love it if you included that flower there!”-He walks close to my station, pointing to the blooming cosmos.

“Pink matches my mother well. I always thought that she would look lovely in such a pale color! What exactly is this bud called?”-He asks, swiftly pulling me into the world of botanical knowledge. He is so quick that I fail to notice the hint of sadness that had crept up.

As if this had been my subconscious attempt at alleviating the tension, I smile as I hand him an extra bud. His fingers brushing up against mine as he takes hold of the stem. 

“That is called a cosmos. They come in all different colors, and shapes. The cosmos for most, symbolizes harmony, order, and balance. I believe this would be quite the flower for your mother.”

“Oh my! How lovely! I did not realize flowers could mean such wondrous things! Perhaps you are correct! These may suit my mother after all!”-He spoke with his usual cheerful voice once more, bringing a sense of calm within me. 

Caught by surprise, his hand reaches for me in one quick motion, placing the blooming bud just above my ear. The delicate petals nuzzle close to my hair as it remains snug. My eyes widen slightly as I feel my cheeks grow much warmer than before-

Why? Why does he do this? Is this simply a friendly gesture? An overly friendly gesture towards a woman he had just met? 

The chime of a bell rings–

“Oh my! My apologies! Am I interrupting something?”-Mrs. Hayashi had announced her presence with a mischievous tone shamelessly dripping from her voice. 

As if I thought I couldn't grow any warmer, my body soon felt raging heat. Fate truly loves playing with me-

“M-Mrs. H-Hayashi! Goodness! Y-You a-are early! You said you would pick up by this afternoon!”-My stutter has become apparent now as I shy away from him, creating a short distance between us.

“Well dear, the local children had informed me of a man waiting by your shop! And of course, being the ever so worried old lady, I just had to stop by and ensure your safety!”

Please. Gods. Here is my plea. Save me from this woman's dramatics! 

Kyojuro had cleared his throat, making himself known fully. As if he is hard to miss to begin with-

“Oh see! Everything seems to be just fine. This must be the young man! Let me get a good look at him!”-Just as she does me, her fragile hands reached for his cheeks. The apples of his face being pinched and loved on. 

“Oh! Look at how handsome! And a man of uniform?”-Her gaze trails back to me with a sly smirk as the gleam in her eyes grows. Whispers fall from her as she nudges at the prospect of something more.

“You know–Y/N has quite a bit of suitors! One of which had been my own grandson! She is quite beautiful, however, I find the men of this town not worthy of her company. Perhaps, we will see you often?”

The lies of this woman! I’m not giving a lick of my next batch of fertilizer! 

By now, I feel lost in my own world, doing all that I can to tune the embarrassment down. My shy gaze every so often finding him as my delicate hand fidgets with the ends of my hair. 

“Kyojuro, I apologize on behalf of the crazy village lady! I implore you to run while you can!”-Darts of my serious glare now focused entirely on her as my flushed cheeks fade.

Then, a moment of silence as the two of us look at him. The dead air broke as his boisterous laugh relieved the tension felt throughout my body. 

His laugh is utterly contagious.

“Ladies please! I must take my leave! Mrs. Hayashi, was it? Ma’am you have truly brightened my morning! I may return often just for your humor!”-His laugh continued on even in between words. The way he treats people is unlike anything I have ever seen. Understanding and truly kind-

My heart filled to the brim with pure warmth as I watched on in complete awe. He truly is like no man I have met before.

For once, Mrs. Hayashi stayed quiet, as he respectfully left her side. Returning to me, his eyes looked into mine, making me feel as if I was the only one here. His undivided attention, now mine, even if just for a moment. 

“I shall return later to pick up my order! Please, take care until we meet again.”-His smile was unlike the others he had shown me prior. This one has matched his eyes perfectly. His orbs of fire had almost sparkled as we locked on one another. 

“O-Oh! Yes, yes! I shall see you later on then…”-My voice just above a whisper as I dip my head–a sign of respect.

“Thank you, Kyojuro”

With one final look, he took his leave, the chime of my bell signifying my hope to see him again–and again, and again.

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Kyojuro-

What was that? That moment of time felt lost as I stared into her eyes. I had no problem upon meeting her. What changed? Or is it that this warmth had always been there, and I just failed to sense it? 

“How silly”-I spoke aloud to myself as I made my way back onto the road. Perhaps time to myself adventuring around a new town will help ease my thoughts. 

Her touch still lingers on my fingers from when we brushed against each other. I wonder about this woman. It seems she has taken over my mind–while knowing absolutely nothing of her. Do I see myself coming back here? Do I see myself coming back to her? I smile to myself as I place my hands above my head, sketching the tense muscles of my arms- 

I believe I will make time for this one. 

–

“Oh, so he’s the reason that you neglected courtship within town! Y/N I never even realized! I must say, he is far more handsome than my own grandson!”

“Huh? No! Mrs. Hayashi! This was just one big misunderstanding! We are not courting one another, nor do I know him! In fact, we just met today…”

There is a fondness in her voice, a hint of longing as she gently removes the cosmos from her hair. Admiring the flower as she speaks, and somehow, the petals seem brighter. The flower seemingly has a greater meaning to her now-

“Uh-huh…right of course! Well I suppose I shouldn't fill the air with any more of my crazy village lady ideas! If you say it’s just one big misunderstanding, then I believe you! A shame though–watching you two became such a lovely sight.”

Her smile widened as she relished in this new feeling. 

 The elderly have much to offer the youth–especially wisdom. Ever so observant, it is clear to all looking in, that this indeed infatuation. 

Though, Mrs. Hayashi will keep this to herself and offer her own wisdom much later–maybe.

“Alright my dear, thank you very much for putting together such a beautiful bouquet! This will be perfect for the young maiden! I truly hope my youngest grandson secures himself a wife tonight!”-With that, she pays for the young woman’s service as she takes the bouquet, keeping it close to her heart.  

At a moment’s peace, Y/N catches herself briefly, gathering her thoughts. Soon after, her hands work to create the most wonderful bouquet in regards to such a woman–a woman he is blessed to have been born from. 

“What a woman she must be”

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Y/N-

The chime of the bell rings throughout my shop, sending a wave of excitement through my body. 

Why am I so excited? I couldn't possibly be this giddy! Especially over a man I had only just met! That’s right! This is just pure excitement from meeting someone completely new!

I tried so hard to rationalize my own fleeting feelings, but everything seemed to fade as I met his gaze once again. 

“Welcome back stranger!”-I spoke out as I finished the final wrap of his bouquet. 

“Ah–thank you! I hope you worked well despite the distractions!”-His laugh echoed all around as he approached. He wasn't entirely wrong, usually, I find it most difficult to focus–especially with her around. Though, this bouquet seems very important to him, which in turn motivated me to create something perfect! 

“W-Well I typically tune that one out as best I can! However, I appreciate her company nonetheless, she is a great woman!”-Drawing back my stutter as best I can, I continued holding back what I truly wanted to ask.

“Would you truly only return for her humor?”

Or could there be more? Should there be more? Do I want more? 

“Did you enjoy yourself in town?”

His laugh faded as he spoke. “Oh yes! This town is most enjoyable! I find it hard to believe that I have yet to stumble across this place until now.”

He must live nearby then…perhaps in the town over? What prefecture would that be I wonder. 

“I’m glad to hear such kind words of the place I’ve grown up in! We do have some wonderful places you should discover! Like the gardens and parks! Nature is ever so lovely around this time! Vibrant yellow and orange leaves coating the streets…”-As I drift off into my own little world full of autumn dreams, I slowly lift the wrapped bouquet and hand them to him. A small smile curves onto my lips as I admire my work all over again.  

A calm fills the air as he takes hold of the bouquet, all while I fail to realize how he now directs all his attention to only me. 

“You have such a beautiful way of thinking. I never thought to take the time to simply enjoy the changing colors–perhaps one day soon I will.”

“O-Oh, well t-thank you Kyojuro! I suppose it’s much too easy for me to become dazed while I’m out and about!”-A gentle strand of hair tickles my face as I tuck my hair directly behind my ear. My cheeks have flushed into an adoring tint as my urge to hide has faded. 

“H-How d-do you like the bouquet? I truly hope it is to your liking!”-I continue.

His eyes trail to every bit of the delicate sight. The colors compliment each other, filling the eyes with such soothing energy. A smile tugs at the corners of his lips-

“Pure perfection”

“You clearly have put much effort and thought into such beauty! You have a talent my dear! I appreciate this immensely!”-His words flowed from his lips as his praise filled my heart to the brim. But then–what was that? “My dear”? 

Brushing this off entirely, I continue to fluster as I take his compliment head first. 

“Goodness, thank you! I really hope your mother enjoys this gesture! Send my regards to her!”-A sigh escapes his mouth as he held the bouquet in one hand, while reaching into his pocket with the other. 

“I will…now then! How much do I owe you?”-Tilting my head ever so slightly to the side, I smile.

“This one is on the house! Please, just deliver this to her! That is all I ask!”

Dumbfounded, his wallet in hand, he continues quickly after me-

“No! I couldn't possibly leave you with nothing at all! Please, allow me to-”

“You have left me with much more than you think. I insist you take this gesture as a token of my gratitude.”-Way to be subtle–though, something tells me this has gone over his head. A short and comfortable silence grows as we simply eye one another. I seem to have grown all too familiar with his gaze.

“F-Fine. With such persistence, I doubt I can argue against this any longer.”-He chuckles, putting his wallet back into his pocket as he now holds the bouquet with both hands–close to his heart.

His footsteps return as he turns to walk away, leaving me stumped at the sudden loss of attention. Frantically, I round the corner of my workshop, standing feet behind his trailing body. My mouth hangs open, though the words fail to leave me. As the bell chimes one last time by him, he reads my thoughts–will you return? 

“Y/N. You are a commendable woman, one that I will seek out often. So please, get used to my presence.”

My eyes widen as I look at his back, admiring the earnest man in front of me. He will return for me, even if just for my service–I am happy.

For once, light in my life had brightened, fueling my soul with something to fight for. There could be more. I want more. 

He is most extraordinary, very kind–How curious to feel so liberated.

“Yes, Kyojuro. Thank you Kyojuro.”

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Daffodil 

A light drizzle of snow blanketed the town with a piercing color of white as many prepared for the events to come. The time of rebirth is felt throughout the community as joy fills many hearts far and wide. December, the month we all look forward to as families gather around in celebration of new beginnings. 

Laughter fills the air as rumor has it–the local beauty had found herself someone worthwhile. Off and alone by a bed of daffodils, her hands pluck from the root. Her breath is visible as the harsh cold gradually grows. Her mind travels to the warmth of a hearth, or perhaps, the warmth of a certain hothead. 

September. Fate brought them together, allowing the most tender meet to take place amongst the growth of cosmos. Not much was said that afternoon, though, he kept his word. The fall season brought on many more moments together. 

To reminisce proved to be just enough to bring on a rush of warmth from head to toe. She melted under the thought of just him.

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Y/N-

The hush of whispers grow silent as I walk through the crowd of familiar faces. The looks from those who I have come to regard as family have become all the more transparent. It’s as if they all no longer care to hide what they truly think. I suppose I should feel happy. Happy that so many wish just that all for me. 

“How silly.”-I spoke with a slight smirk creeping upon my lips as my walk came to a halt. Without turning, I continued. 

“I know you’re there. You can come out now!”-As if on queue, my words sent the herd. The feeling of ice cold hitting my back fills the air around me with my screams. A shiver sent up my spine as I registered what had just happened. 

Laughter once again fills the air as the children surround me, snowballs in their tiny hands. Brushing off the snow that stuck to my overcoat, I swiftly placed my basket full of daffodils down. My own hands now scooping the small pile of snow-

“Oh! Now you’ve all done it!”-I couldn't help but join in the fun as I turned chasing down the local kids. Snowballs flying back and forth-

“Who’s idea was this? Huh?”

“Big brother! Big brother made us!”

Of course! That big lug always putting the children up to no good! I felt my smile widen as I finally caught up to the small children, wrapping my arms around the three. Snuggling close, I make sure to drop the three kids into the pile of snow. Cries of “sister” pour from them in between laughter-

A cough grounds me back to reality as all four of us stare up to the man of fire. 

“I believe this belongs to you my dear?”-My basket, now in his possession. 

“Big brother!”-The arms of the children leave my sides as they all get up quickly to hug him. Left on the ground, I take my time to look at him. He isn't in his usual uniform, rather, he wears casual attire with a thick overcoat. Snowflakes sat in his hair as the apples of cheeks became that of a rose. 

“So now that you’ve plotted the children against me, you steal them? How cruel Kyojuro!”-I chuckle as I slowly pick the hem of my yukata, ready to lift myself from the cold ground. 

“Never! We love you too sister! But brother is much stronger!”-The tease never ends, and to prove their point, his hand reaches for me. His strong, large hand now waiting for me.

“Oh you know everyone adores you! Come now!”

Everyone huh? Hmm-

My small hand meets his as I place mine in his palm. His fingers wrapping against my skin, pulling me up in one swift motion. The warmth of his body combined with mine as we stayed quite close, now sent an invitation to the children to cuddle up. Nothing in this world could take me away from his comfort. 

“Hello Y/N.”-He spoke softly as his smile brightened. A certain fondness lingered- 

“Hello Kyojuro.”-The snickers became all too common the more he visited, even the children played into the game of the grown. Despite the loud protest, I have always told everyone how we are simply friends. Besides, the life of a Hashira, proves to be too stressful. As he has described it, it seems as if romance is hung up for now-that thought alone always pulls at my heartstrings.

“How have you been since our last meeting? I hope all is well!”-Before he could speak, the children had hugged our legs tight just before saying their goodbyes. With this motion, this gave us a chance to finally take a step back away from each other–a chance we decided to ignore. 

“I have been well! I have many stories of my most recent missions, if you are interested?”

“Oh! That would be fantastic! I’ve always enjoyed hearing more of your life! You live so differently compared to me!”

He chuckled-”Ah, well! It's times like this I wish I lived a much simpler life. I must say, I am quite envious of you Y/N!”

He places my basket further up his own arm as he takes a step back, leading us back to my shop. 

“Envious? Of me? But whatever for? Surely the life you lead is quite fulfilling! Most nights I lay in bed, wondering what it would be like to just be out there!”-As we walk side by side, my hands fall, dancing around his. 

“While you are correct about my life being fulfilling, especially as a Hashira, I can not help but wonder myself. To live a life just as my mother described. My mother had always advised me to use my strength for good, which I hope I have done–but then, there are moments I catch myself thinking of her and my father.”-A short pause in between his thoughts kept me on my toes as I anticipated his story. 

“They were always so happy. The love within them aired out beautifully, surrounding our home with such joy. That simple, domestic life–do you ever dream of such a thing?”

I had to think for a moment. Was this truly my desire? To live peacefully like he described? I never gave it much thought, even though that was almost an expectation of women. I could never chalk this through, especially if I found the one made for me. 

“I suppose I have dreamt of this once or twice. I never expected you to be so fond of this idea–it’s endearing to hear a man speak this way.” 

“W-Well y-yes it has been lingering throughout my mind for sometime…actually-”

A sudden shift within him as he caught himself. He wanted to say something, but this hesitation had stopped him. I wonder? 

“Uhm…speaking of my family, I would like another bouquet please! If you aren't too terribly busy!”-This definitely wasn't what he originally intended on saying. There is something else. 

“Ah, another bouquet for your mother I presume? She is a lucky woman to have such a thoughtful son.”

“Yes. Quite a lucky woman indeed. I haven't seen her in so long since my missions have picked up!”-He spoke as he picked a stem from my basket. 

“These are different from the last bouquet you made me! What are these called?”

I giggled softly as I took the flower from his grasp-”Yes very different! These flowers are in season! They are called daffodils!”

“How pretty! Just like the last bud, does this flower also have some kind of meaning? You must tell me!”

“Yes actually! Flowers truly speak a language all on their own! Most commonly, in our region, they are regarded as joyful flowers! As well as symbolizing rebirth and new beginnings!”-I spoke as I gently placed the flower above his ear. Drops of snowflakes fall and land perfectly on the bright yellow petals. An instant flash of memory hits me like a wave–he truly is too kind. 

Words fell short as we continued to walk, nearing my shop. It was as if I had left him utterly stunned, even as we found shelter from the cold. Ever the blind, his eyes sparkled as he watched me by his side. 

“My side–where she belongs.”

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Kyojuro-

Rebirth and new beginnings she says. Mother? Is this a sign you give from beyond? Surely the language of nature speaks to me just as you would have. She’s so kind–just as you were. 

“I would like to thank you Y/N. You have truly been wonderful company these last couple months. I have been rather dull lately. Feeling as though I have been missing something.”

“You have nothing to thank me for! I am simply just as happy to be in your company as you are me. Everyone deserves a bit of understanding.”

Our conversations flow like the river, constant and gentle. We have only grown fonder the more we stay together. By her side is where I feel most cared for. Worries of my duty fade effortlessly the second she speaks. It’s almost scary how easy it became for me to-

“Now then! How about I use some of these freshly picked daffodils? Your mother never ceases to amaze me! The way you speak of her is beautiful! Tell her I wish her the best!”

Shaking my head slightly, I smile as I once again lose myself in her. 

“I’ll be sure to say so the next time I visit!”-Quickly, I continue.

“So then, what can I do to help? You say your life here is simple! I refuse to believe you! Your talent takes up your time, I believe it! So please, teach me how to be a florist!”

Her giggle surrounded me as I pulled out a stool, sitting close to her workshop. My eyes glowing eagerly as I watch her every move. 

“So the mighty Hashira wants to learn how to handle flowers? Well I suppose you can be my very own student!”-Her giggle grows into a laugh, as she prepares my very own station. 

Now this will be interesting!

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The snow outside began to fall much more as it stuck to the ground. The large bay screen gives the two a view of purity. A blanket will soon cover, but even still, many ready themselves for festivities. The conversation became everlasting, there had never been a dull moment between the two. They were always so quick to keep up with one another. 

His hands worked alongside hers as they both made their own version of a daffodil bouquet. But of course, she was the expert. Never to be deterred from his own work, he kept up, admiring her along the way. 

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“Now see, the folds go here! When wrapping, be sure to crease the edges so that this process goes smoothly!”-Her touch has strangely become all too familiar in such a short amount of time. Those small hands guide mine as we simultaneously fold the wrap, tightly keeping the flowers in place. 

“You’ve got it! See?”

“I owe this knowledge all to you…little flame.”-Her hands left mine as she remained close. Her gaze found mine as our eyes met. A pleasant surprise had been written all over her face. Perhaps this new nickname had been all too much for her? Too much at once? 

“Thank you…Kyo!”

Her reassuring smile had sent a wave of butterflies to take over. Perhaps I am not too much for her. And that nickname? My name said like that? I felt my cheeks flush as I slowly shook my head up and down, acknowledging her. 

Mother. I feel content. 

The ring of the bell chimes through, grounding me back to reality as we both slowly pull from one another. 

“I knew those kids would tell me the truth! Hello Kyojuro! Long time no see young man!”

On queue, here is-

“Mrs. Hayashi! Hello!”-I spoke while Y/N had made her way by her side. A slight bow by the both of us as a sign of respect- 

“Yes hello Mrs. Hayashi! What can I do for my best customer?”

As the two spoke, my eyes trailed down to her hand carrying a decently sized bag- 

“Mrs. Hayashi, I do not mean to interrupt, but what is it you have there?”-I asked as my curiosity got the best of me.

“Oh yes! This is what I had in mind for your shop! Such a good boy! Reminding this elderly woman why she's here!”-She laughs as her bag opens wide, revealing multiple carefully tied steams of green.

“The local townspeople decided it would be a wonderful idea to introduce yet a new tradition this holiday season! I hear most other towns have already adopted this!”

A gasp escapes the lips of the woman standing close to me. Y/N’s eyes had sparkled as she picked one branch up gently. 

“Mistletoe!”

Mistletoe? Have I heard of this before? I feel this is rather foreign to me. Though, I must have read this somewhere before! 

“Mistletoe? What is that Y/N?”-She turned to face me with the beautifully tied plant in hand. 

“Mistletoe is a plant some hang above entrances as decor for the holiday season! I find it quite beautiful, especially tied with ribbon!”

“Oh come now! Don’t forget the best part Y/N! So modest!”

“The best part?”-I questioned soon after as my thoughts escaped from my lips. What could possibly be better than using this plant as decor? It is a simple concept, no? 

Y/N remained silently flushed as my attention now directed towards the elderly woman-”Mistletoe is a new tradition taking over our quaint town, it is especially popular with the youth! It is simple really! Two stand under the plant and share a kiss!”

A kiss? A kiss. What in the world? I have never heard of such a tradition? Yet, it has become popular during the season? I suppose this could be a romantic gesture! How would she feel if-

The apples of her cheeks have turned into a glowing red. It seems she knew more than she had initially let on. I wonder why she left this part in the dark? Soon after this thought, my eyes immediately found the mistletoe in her hands, and how close we were-

“Y-Y/N? A-Are you alright?”

I spoke softly as my concern grew. She had remained silent since the realization. A kiss is truly harmless. Just two souls exchanging a bit of warmth–but then, why do I feel so differently when I picture us doing just that? 

“Y/N my dear, if you won't kiss him! I will!”-Swiftly, the delicate hands of the elderly woman cup my face, squishing me and bringing me forth. Her paper thin lips plant a short kiss upon my cheek–satisfying the tradition.

I must admit, a part of my heart craved something more than this. This new sense of tradition filled my senses and overwhelmed my thoughts. Mrs. Hayashi pulled away as she snicked, the subtle warmth had left my cheeks as I wiped off the trace of her. 

This kiss wasn't what I had expected. My eyes never once waived away from her. Her lips look so full, they seem to be ever changing. Some days I come to visit, her lips are redder than usual, or even pink! Her features change slightly–I like that about her. A woman who always keeps me on my toes. A woman who I can admire through and through. A woman full of mystery. 

I wonder what her lips feel like? 

“Alright! I’ll leave you kiddos to it! I just had to drop this off for you my dear Y/N! You both take care now okay? Stay warm, it’s really coming down now!”-Mrs. Hayashi’s presence had left, though our goodbyes were nonexistent. I couldn't stop looking at her. I want to be able to read her.

What was she thinking about? Why was she so quiet? 

“Y/N? Hey, you've grown so quiet! Please tell me you’re still there!”-I teased playfully as I put a little more distance between us. She must be overwhelmed. 

“H-Huh? Oh! Yes! My apologies! I tend to tune out that one when she gets to her theatrics! I really must put my bell around her neck!”-Her apologetic look had spoken on behalf of the elderly woman’s behavior. Though, this is something I have gotten used to. Mrs. Hayashi is a kindhearted woman, but yes, she can indeed be a bit much! 

Though, maybe I’ll thank her one of these days. Her little show had given me much needed insight. 

Y/N, I truly believe I can in fact read you. I see you now. Wait for me.

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Peony

Spring had indeed sprung as trees filled with blooming cherry blossoms, adding much needed color to what had been yet another harsh winter. Spring brought on a new sight of optimism as the new year promised rebirth. 

Each falling petal landed gently upon the streets, rivers, and even into the hands of young couples who expressed their passion through such delicate gestures. To kiss a petal, sharing it with the one you love in hopes to share a moment of privacy. 

A new found motivation had taken over as in her eyes, she believes everyone deserves a bit of kindness. Though love, true love was something you had to fight for-

Just as the seasons come and go, nothing remains the same. You must fight for what you deem worthy. 

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Y/N-

“So then, what do the blossoms in the trees mean?” Surely even the branches speak to one another!”-His ever growing curiosity grew exponentially as the snow melted. Always in the mood to learn much, much more. 

I smile before picking the perfect spot, just atop a small hill-”Well, I find the symbolism of cherry blossoms to be quite morbid. They serve as the constant reminder that life truly is fleeting. To symbolize life and death. They live only so long, still–they are the embodiment of beauty.”

The rustle of grass below becomes faint as we both lay out the blanket, swiftly claiming our spot. His hands drop the picnic basket right in the center as I cozy up, crossing my legs further tightening my yukata. 

“You make such a tantalizing point. Life is fleeting–always passing us by no matter the circumstance. However, that is the beauty of being mortal. Both growing old, and passing away: these are the things that make being human beautiful.”

My eyes widen as I come to terms with his words as they ripple through my mind. He has always spoken so eloquently. He has such an airy way of speaking–a way of bringing comfort even during the most tense of moments. I will always appreciate him because of this.

“Oh actually! I don't think I ever asked you what your favorite flower is! You’ve filled me with such knowledge, and I am yet to ask you what you find interesting!”-He spoke, continuing the lighthearted tone as he unpacks the basket. A display of finger foods and dessert soon decorate our blanket.

A giggle fell from my lips as I spoke-”You are quite alright! Hmm? If we are talking about the current season, I would have to say the peony is one of my favorites!”

“A peony? I want to say I have seen that flower! Yes! If I can recall, there is a portrait of my mother and father! Her yukata featured multiple buds, one of the patterns looked mighty stretched as her belly carried me!”-He laughed loudly as he spoke fondly of his family.

“Ah, well, if the bloom seemed rather large to begin with it could very well be a peony! The petals are soft to the touch as they ruffle over one another! Your mother has wonderful taste, as the peony is one of my favorites!”

“I can see why! I always believe my mother to be as beautiful as that bud. I would often find myself looking back at that portrait! Please! Do tell me what they mean!”

“You are ever so kind Kyojuro! Especially when speaking on behalf of your family! It seems you have found part of the meaning of the peony. Happiness, honor, and love.”

“You flatter me so Y/N!”-He spoke softly as his fingers teased the rim of his cup, his voice trailing off to the distance leaving room for me to continue. 

“I have known you for quite some time Kyojuro, I mean what I say. My hope is for you to fulfill the wishes of the peony. As you find all three, that would truly solidify my own happiness my friend.”

I felt as though I was ready to pour myself to him, giving him all the more reason to have faith in his journey. To find the one that will bring him peace in its purest form. While kind, he holds back something. If anyone is deserving of happiness, it is him.

“And what of you? Why haven't you been spoken for just yet? I can’t seem to remember a time where you boasted about the pure bliss of sheer romance!”-His cheeks turned into a tinted red as his eyes focused back at mine. A glossy layer adding such a beautiful shine to his fiery gaze. 

“Hmm? Why, these are quite loaded! I suppose I am yet to find someone willing to share their life with me.”-Lies fall from my lips just like poison. My heart has spoken for me since day one, but fear drags me back.

“Well, how about this–just like a peony, I wish you happiness. I wish you goodwill and purity. I am sure you will find all the answers to those never ending questions very soon.”-Goodwill? So it seems he truly has been keeping track of the many flowers that bloom throughout the seasons. 

My lips curved into a smile as I simply brought my head down, acknowledging him with a soft nod. Our wishes to one another nuzzled deep within, bringing a sense of fondness. 

If only you knew.

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“A second visit this week? My, my! What could the occasion be? I fear you will lose your status as Hashira with all this sneaking away!”-I couldn't help but tease him as I swept my porch, starting up my spring cleaning.

“Oh ha ha! They couldn’t get rid of me even if they gave it a valiant effort!”-He spoke confidently as he stood tall. His uniform is wrinkle free and clean. He just got on with no duty! No wonder he decided to show up today–poor thing must be bored. 

“Your confidence never ceases to amaze me! What can I do for you? Perhaps it is time for yet another bouquet?”-I spoke as I continued to sweep my front end. 

“W-Well no…actually. I was hoping I could take you somewhere? J-Just to y’know…”be out there”!-Within an instant, my hands halt their movement as I turn to look at him. He remembers my dream? My dream to simply be free to do as I please? To see our world beyond my own town. 

I remember that conversation. We kept going back and forth even after that day! Always brainstorming different ideas of what we could potentially do together! 

“Kyojuro? Goodness! Yes! Let me pack up shop!”-Dropping my broom quickly, I immediately waste zero time in collecting myself and closing shop way earlier than typical. The chime of my bell rang twice. 

The first being when I rushed through, reorganizing my mess while moving all around. Buckets of flowers pushed to the side, as I put up each vase left out atop my shelves. 

The second chime rang as I slowly made my way back out to him. A glance at my own reflection as I pass by a small mirror that hung right by my door–alone with him and away from town? 

There is a first for everything.

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Kyojuro-

That chime rang through my ears as my attention drew back to her. Not much time had passed since, and yet, she came out looking much different. The flush in her face had become apparent, as if she no longer wanted to hide herself. 

Good. 

“Ready little flame?”-I held out my arm instinctively, almost as if this felt right to begin with. A simple nod gave her away as she shyly hooked her delicate arm around mine. Oh goodness, if only you knew. If you knew much sooner how I felt, I wonder how many times I would have been able to keep you this close. 

As we walk side by side, neither of us has spoken a word since our departure. This peaceful silence as we continued our stroll was perfectly welcomed as we simply enjoyed one another.

Mrs. Hayashi had met my eyes as I watched her walk on the opposite side of the street. Her arm interlocked with her grandson as he accompanied his new wife. Her eyes sparkled as she lowered her head slightly, silently giving her blessing. The happiness felt had easily transferred over to those closest to Y/N–she is truly one to leave an everlasting impression. 

“If I may ask, where do you plan on taking me Kyojuro?”-The silence broke as her gentle voice spoke up, eager to know our destination. 

“I intend for our destination to remain a surprise, but I can assure you, we aren't far off. I just hope you don't see me differently after today. You mean a lot to me Y/N.”

Her arm tightened around mine as I heard a slight hum escape from her lips. 

“Full of surprises I see? What did I do to deserve such a wonderful man by my side?”-Her words were effortless. 

“By your side? Hmm! Perhaps this is where I belong?”

“Perhaps…”

Her voice trailed off leaving room for our imagination to run wild-

Eventually, the street became a dirt trail, full bloom cherry blossom trees line up the path. Torii standing tall as we both approach- 

“Kyojuro? Is this?”

“Yes. Shall we?”-Taking a deep breath, I kept her by my side all while bowing slightly. A sign of respect to the dead. She had followed suit, and every now and then, her eyes would find me once again. 

Our walk soon came to a slow pace as we reached the end of the trail–we’re here.

“Kyojuro?”-She spoke softly as she soon came to realize.

“This is where I come often to visit my mother. Sometimes I visit with my younger brother, Senjuro. He was so little when our mother passed.”

We stood across from her tombstone. The Rengoku family name engraved-

“He remembers little to nothing of her. He relies solely on my own recollection of such a courageous woman. She filled me with so much love.”-As I fell to my knees, my hands clasped together as I began a silent prayer. 

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Hello again mother. I hope you are well. Today, I have brought the one I have been telling you about for the past few months. 

Mother. I am content. Since your passing, my days have felt incomplete without your bright presence. But somehow, the heavens have blessed me after roaming alone for so long. I do not know what I have done to deserve such light, but I promise, with your blessing–I shall remain by her side.

Mother. I am in love. Since your passing, you have never once left my heart. I think of you day and night. But now, I have made room for another woman who holds a special place in my heart. I hope I make you proud mother. 

Please, watch over us.

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As I reopen my eyes, the light fills my senses. Slowly, I turn to witness the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Her head stayed low as she prayed right alongside me–her heart is pure.

I wonder what she is talking to you about mother? I hope she means well, especially when talking about me! I’m still just as boisterous as ever! I’m not as picky now as you may remember me to be mother! She has taught me a lot about flowers! The language flowers speak is simply beautiful, I wonder if you ever knew such a fact. Flowers speaking? Foreign I know! 

But, I wouldn't have it any other way with her. 

Her head rose as she finally laid her respect down. A smile curved upon her lips as the wind picked up, blowing through her delicate locks. In an instant, her gaze meets mine. Though, something once slightly hidden now made itself known. Her face spoke a thousand words-

“Kyojuro. This is beautiful. I want to thank you for bringing me here today. I shall forever be grateful to meet the woman who has raised such a tender boy.”

My eyes had illuminated the fire that I kept at bay within me. She truly understands me. There is no malice here, Y/N sees me. Just as she did. My memories are joyful because of you mother, but now, I wish to create new ones with her-

“I must ask, however, the bouquets? Two dozen roses? I don’t recall you placing this order with me!”-She gasped playfully as she placed her hand over her heart. 

“Have you found another?”

Never.

“Oh goodness no! I simply wanted to continue the surprise!”-I chuckled softly as I firmly grabbed the end of one specific bouquet. The roses are still tightly kept in their place. 

“Roses are special, and can be given year round. Like many other flowers, the rose carries its own symbolism. For instance, I gifted my mother an assortment of colors, as to signify how I feel so much more than love for her. Gratitude, compassion, and friendship are just a few feelings that I hope reaches her from beyond.”

“Ah, I see that you truly have taken this to heart. How exciting Kyojuro!”-Her voice lingered as did her eyes. Knelt by my side, she shifted towards me. Her cheeks had dusted into a beautiful hue, adding on the most desirable color to her smooth skin. Her mouth had opened ever so slightly as she continued eagerly. 

“A-And the red roses?”

I couldn't help but feel a shiver run down my spine as it soon became my turn to flush. There is no going back now–as if I ever would. 

“An observant eye you have always had my little flame-”

Give me the strength to make her mine mother. 

Just then, the wind had picked up, sending a herd of cherry blossom petals to fly through. Whether by sheer coincidence or not, something from beyond our world had spoken to me. The warm spring air acted as my guide as it carried a small petal snug into her locks. My guard had loosened as my gaze softened at such a wondrous sight. 

My hand raised slowly as I plucked the gentle petal from her hair. My fingers dared to linger-

“The red rose symbolizes all that make a potentially great love story. True romance captured all in one bloom. Passion, desire, admiration–everything I feel, for you.”

The Earth within that moment had stopped moving. The world around stood still, becoming something we never knew before. The woman that sits across from me now has my heart at the palm of hands–I belong to only her. 

“Kyojuro Rengoku…”-My name fell from her lips as a hushed whisper. The look in her eye is something I will lock into memory. A new one, like I had wished to create. 

“Y/N, please, accept my confession with care. My heart now lays vulnerable in your hands.”-My fingers that dared to linger, now caressed her supple cheek as I felt her lean into my palm. Our warmth sets our bodies ablaze. 

“Kyojuro Renogku. You have always had such a way with words, rendering me utterly speechless. In return, I vow to always take care of your heart. I accept you with open arms.”

__

The hint of a wind chime rang somewhere along the distance as the man sat across from the woman of his dreams. The look of unadulterated love had crept up slowly. That wind chime, a familiar tune from a distant memory of Kyojuro. 

The bouquet of love was now shared in between the two as the distance had soon closed. Their foreheads had linked together as they shared a moment of pure bliss, finding comfort and warmth within each other. 

“Mother. Springtime made way for rebirth.”

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authors note:well hello there. teehee! okie okie! so what we think? i'm super happy with the way this all came together! especially the goat mrs. hayashi lmaooo! fun fact, she's based on an actual filo woman i knew growing up. filipina's get more ruthless the older we get man. very persistent! (where are the grandbabies?) i wanted to also add in some seasonal fluff because my head has been in christmas land since june. (hashira christmas hc's incoming?) please send kelp. oh oh! and of course! i had to pay respects to one of the many best mamas of kny! ruka brainrot is also really real guys. i love the rengoku family so mach wah! alrighty! time to work on some more kny stuff! thank you for taking the time to read! take care and until next time!

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many thank! -babbi₊˚⊹♡

-09/25/23

[nolongerapileofashprobably]

First Impressions (will be adding as I play)

DOMESTIC ZELINK THEH ARE SO FUCKING CUTE (like PLS he is such a gentleman and is still a short king, we stan— and Zelda always worried about him 🥺)

Link lost an arm to protect Zelda. My guy sets a HIGH BAR

Once I fully understand zonai devices it’s over for you bitches

Rauru my main man gets a love interest. What a dude

NOOOO NOT THE WAY THE MASTER SWORD GOES TO ZELDY IN THE PAST IM SO AHSJKDJSBAHSJZ I MISS FI SO MUCH

yo Hyrule be lookin DIFFERENTT AND OMG EVERYONE IS LOOKING FOR ZELDA AND LINK

Fucking SHOOT ME IT WOULD BE LESS PAINFUL THAN SEEING HOW MUCH EVERYONE CARES ABOUT THEM LIKE ????? GODDDDDD

DID A TREE JUST FUCKING ATTACK ME WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF SHIT IS THIS those scrubs really upped themselves ig

TULIN MY CHILD IVE NEVER BEEN SO EXCITED THAT IS MY SON!!!!!! THATS MY BOY!!!!! lol I love that the game points you towards Rito first bc no matter what the game wanted me to do, I was going to Rito village first bc I wanted to see all my CHILDRENN

Where the FUCK is Kass.

Not me avoiding both the entire East portion of the map in preference of going to Gerudo to see Riju

YOOOOO GIBDOS????? Need the suns song

OH LIGHTNINGGGGGG interesting I am DIGGING THIS and we get to go into Gerudo without disguise???? BANGERRRRRRR

I want my HORSE 🥲 silence my trusty white stallion where art thou

I’ve made it to Hateno and I’m fucking sick of these Koroks, like get up you lazy tree spirit are you fucking KIDDING me

ZELDA’S HOUSE!!!!! IS!!! THE!!!! HATENO!!!! HOUSE!!!! THEY LIVED TOGETHER!!! We been knew but OH MY GOD ITS SO FUCKING OBVIOUS WITH ALL THESE IMPLICATIONS. HIS HAIR TIE. THENEW TUNIC. THE KIDS DRAWING OF ZELDA. I AM GOING FERAL THEY ARE SO GODDAMN DOMESTIC

Yo where the FUCK is Kass.

Okay okay I’m having a time with paragliding so I’m just going to do Rito Village’s thing so I can get Tulin’s power

Lmao they’re not gunna kill off the babies like they did with the last champions…. Right?

LOL OKAY OKAY COOL THEY WONT CRISIS AVERTED but MAN I’ve fucked myself bc it is nearly 5a and my sister is coming over at 8a 💀

my HORSEEEE I HAVE MY HORSE BACK yo that is TRULY the best thing I missed my horse so much

Okay now I’m going to do the tears of the dragon quest bc WOOOOOHWEEEEE I miss Zelda

This was a fucking mistake it is 3am and I have to be up in four hours for work and I’m SOBBING bc ZELDA HAS SACRIFICED SO FUCKING MUCH I CANNOT DEAL WITH THIS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK NINTENDO

At least I have the sword 🥲

I’m loving everyone sending asks and talking to me about this game I love each of you SO MUCH… not as much as I love Tulin and Riju but still LOL

Yo I’m so fucking sad bc of Zelda rn I think I’m just gunna get a shit ton of shrines and explore the depths

THE DEPTHS ARE SO FUN AND COOL!!! I also think I found a temple in eldin ???? COOOOOOOOLLLLL !!!!!

What’s not cool? Yunobo being all macho macho man bruh when that is not the sensitive little Goron I know and love. Marbled rock roast? Sureeee Cuz that’s not suspicious.

Okay I’m going to avoid Zora’s domain and head to the great plateau…. Why the fuck is the Old Man’s Cabin inhabited by the Sheikah what the fuck is this

Okay so the Yiga are just camped out in Akkala too??? Bitches. Next thing you know Kohga is alive and in the depths LMAO

Now I’m going to Zora’s Domain bc it’s my last pit stop before I actually continue the story LOL… scratch that Imma head to Tarrey Town and see how the fam is doin! And !!! Hudson has a daughter!! Guess that answers my question as to how long it’s been between games lmao

I keep procrastinating Zora’s Domain OOOOFT but I’ll go there now for reals—Sidon is engaged??? Man was like “Omg bestie it’s been forevs btw this is my fiancé” like damn okay how long has it been since Link went to Zora’s domain

I’ve been searching for Kass and I’m having major doubt atp 🥲 I want my beloved songbird back

OKAY DUNGEON TIMEEEEE Imma do Yunobo and while I know it wants me to save Riju for last I simply cannot stay away for long so I’ll go there next!

Yo these temples are fire I got majorly concerned with the Wind Temple but it genuinely makes sense to have a more familiar groundwork for players to begin with that’s just different enough that you notice so it prepares you for the more complex classic Zelda dungeon twist the rest of them have

I’m annoyed all of their abilities require me like ‘asking’ their spirits rather than having a function button to summon it at will

Except for tulin bc he is my child and all is forgiven. And Riju bc she’s pretty and I love her

DID I FUCKING MANIFEST KOHGA BEING ALIVE AND IN THE DEPTHS?????? BITTTTCCCCHHHHHH I thought these people be straight up loyal but nah he ain’t dead, just chillin in the depths

Yo I thought I was at the end of the game but nope I find out that the Zelda I’ve been chasing is a puppet WOW who would have guessed 🙃

BUT THE WAY GANONDORF WAS LIKE “using her made it so easy to lure you into traps” like my man KNOWS

Okay okay fifth Sage down and now I’m going to the Hyrule castle chasm

Was no one going to tell me this might be difficult bc I’m just tryna sneak through but that ain’t happening LOL

I’m going to shower and eat dinner and THEN I’ll beat the game

Oh my god we back at the place we started I LOVE FULL CIRCLES

I’m going to fucking sob this has been such a good fight!!! Getting to use the master sword the entire time >>>>>

(Even though i legitimately used a lynel bow and bombs to deal most of my damage to Ganondorf… don’t judge me I am ✨strategic✨ and I only managed fo do real damage if I did arrows, arrows, dodge dodge dodge, flurry rush, backpedal it up)

ZELDA BEING MY HOMIE IN THIS DRAGON FIGHT WE LOVE TO SEE IT !!! She makes me so happy she went straight for Link to save him bc that’s simply instinct

🥹🥹🥹🥹IM SOBBING THIS IS SO FUCKINNNNGGGGGGGGGGGG THIS IS SO GOOD I LOVE HER AND I LOVE THAT WE GET TO DIVE AFTER HER AND ACTUALLY CATCH HER 🥹🥹🥹

Lifting her out of the water… Zelda waking up to the feeling of a warm loving embrace… telling Link “I’m home” and that she has “so much to tell” him… I’m going to need another box of tissues bc I be EMOTIONAL

Awe all the sages pledging themselves to Zelda

Link just being a silent supportive boyfriend bc homeslice can and will do everything to protect Zelda (and okay he already did a ceremony for this but let me have my shipper goggles on)

I’m just going to say it. This might be my favorite game. And I’m a diehard Majora’s Mask fan. Like that’s been my favorite for a WHILE. I miss the simplicity for some of the game mechanics but thoroughly enjoy the new creations we can make. I also understand zonai devices now so when Kass comes in the DLC it’s over for y’all

Anyway botw/totk zelink is canon and no one can change my mind

[bitchkay]

Court of darkness ships

Explained *biased and /hj*

Guy x Toa

Oh this just reeks of trauma and internalized homophobia you broken broken men!

Do you actually hate him or do you hate him because your attracted to him and you've been conditioned to think that's wrong and sinful and your channeling all that into anger toward the person your the person your attracted to and supposed to hate more than anybody and the "feuding families" provides you with an excuse.

Like babe closet is glass, its giving obsession, fan behavior, go be homoerotic somewhere else😐

Mfs glare at each other so often you think they're staring into each other's eyes

Mfs are about to kiss💀💀

Spouting insults at eachother at any chance they get

Gay as hell to have an arch nemesis, tf he arching? His back?

"I can't stand the sight of you" "I hate the sight of you more" like bruh might as well be a declaration of love💀

Guy x Fenn

This fanfic.

If you tell me these two haven't had sexual intercourse you're lying.

They've literally kissed before

IN CANON‼

MULTIPLE TIMES‼‼

Guy lets that man get away with a little too much with him if you get what I mean🤨🤨

Guy x Jasper

What straight man acts like thatt!!

Again the closet is glass

You don't have to act like you not boyfriends we already know, you straight up be flirting in front of everyone anyway

Nah cus why they act like a married couple in their honeymoon phase💀💀

The other princes have a valet, Guy gets a life partner💀

These two act like they're in a polyamorous relationship with MC no matter which one MC is specifically dating

No way these two haven't kissed

They walk into a room together and the air gets a little fruitier

Hold on-

🤨🏳️‍🌈⁉️

Guy x Roy

It's giving "I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me"

Roy literally gets jealous when other people have Guys attention

Roy's lil boy crush on Guy is sometimes a little embarrassing like bro is whipped💀💀

Like bro is so in love with him💀💀

Guy x Lynt

Guy secretly likes being cuddled.

This pairing is proof nobody can say no to Lynt

"Let go of me, I'm not your pillow." *dosen't struggle* *makes no effort to move* *ends up either napping with him or staying there the whole time for Lynts comfort*

Lynt likes Guys smell and Guy simply does nothing about it

I bet Lynt can tell when Guy uses a new body wash

Toa x Lynt

I've learned the ship name for this qelkedia and I love it

this fic.

Nah but for real tho these two are actually besties like

Lynt was the first person to give Toa a candy when they were children, if that doesn't sound like the beginning of a budding romance idk what is🙄🙄

Like imagine it, Toa(🏳️‍🌈 in denial) crushing on Lynt this cuddly cute bean, and every time he does something cute Toas having a major internal gay panic cus "I swear I don't like men, this is just normal Lynt behavior"

The internalized homophobia is hitting😳

Lynt x Roy

Imagine Lynts consort path right

Except Lynt and Roy fall in love instead.

That's all I have to say about that.

Roy also takes care of Lynt😭😭

Who else would be fully willing to CARRY Lynt to their S rank lectures because he wants him to go to class for once and its apparently common😭😭

"Will you carry me?" "If I must"

That's his boyfriend yall.

Violet x Jasper

Tell me they're not exes. I dare you

They used to date and Jasper did something (cus let's be honest why wouldn't it be Jaspers fault) and that's why Violet doesn't trust him

"Be wary of Jasper, he is a bad bad man" "to what do I owe such slanderous claims😊" "YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHY"

"While I have you here, would you join me in town for a drink?" "Would you happen to be inviting me out on a date?" "Maybe I am😏" "THERE YOU GO AGAIN, FLIRTING WITH ANYTHING THAT WALKS" "you wound me, not just anyone meets my standards😏" "... do you enjoy lying Jasper?"

Tension so thick you can cut it with a knife.

Violet does however trust him and respect him as a valet but she will drag his name through the dirt if she can help it

Half the time she wont even say his name outright💀 it's always some iteration with spectacles💀💀

Idk for some reason I can see them having a reconciliation like say Jaspers in the valets quarters and Violet comes in but like is trying to avoid him but ultimately fails and then they're left alone in the valets quarters and idk have a heart to heart or some shit

Violet x Grayson

Tell me they wouldn't be drinking buddies at some point

So many times over in events and consort routes has Violet gotten drunk after being dumped by a man

Like if she was just broken up with best believe she'll pick up a bottle, and look Gray can't hold his liquor for the life of him

What ever happens happens I rest my case.

Like Grayson would obviously refuse a drink knowing he can't control himself when he's intoxicated but Violet, probably way deep in her cups by now and really emotional dosen't wanna drink alone and probably doesn't wanna be alone in general since she just got dumped so Gray gives in to keep her company promising to pace himself which doesn't work cus Grayson guzzles liquor down like juice like he doesn't know he a fucking lightweight

A grayson that gets touchy when drunk plus a Violet that gets clingy when drunk can lead to some interesting situations, situations that inevitably lead to proper conversations when sober

Again whatever happens happens, let them decide how they feel about it once they're sober

Violet x Tino

These two are besties yall

Violet complains about men meanwhile the perfect man is right there🙄

Tino has nursed her back to health when drunk after being dumped multiple occasions carrying her to bed making sure shes safe(canon)

Stop looking for love and let love find you baby girl😩😩

Like I can imagine Tino carrying an almost black out drunk Violet to her room cus another man decided to be fucking BLIND and like Tino leaving a glass of water at her bedside and Violet deciding to be clingy is like whoa Tino don't go😣😣 and Tinos like 😐girl go to bed😐/j but Violet just wants someone to hold if only for the time being. And Tino, sweet sweet hearted Tino is weak to the asks of some who truely seems vulnerable and needs a bit of comforting, stay with her until she falls asleep♡

Violet x Hawk

Idk where this one came from but I like it!

Violet x Zev

Yall remember when Zev was flirting with Violet in the princes path

Tell me they don't have history right now

*Violet turning down his date invitation*

Zev: MMM! I love it when you ignore me!😫

They went on like 2-3 dates, the issue lies where Violet is actually looking for a partner while Zev is just casually dating

Violet x Mc

These bitches gay.

Nothing about this is heterosexual.

Nah cus why both of them have admitted they wouldn't mind getting with the other

That's so gay.

Violet x Thoma

I think I've mentioned this before but I think Thoma has a crush on Violet

I've thought this for a long time and I think I've only mentioned it like once or twice

On one of the relationship charts theres an arrow from Thoma to Violet that says "secretly admires" with no corresponding arrow from Violet towards Thoma

This is different from what's for other valets because it's the only one that alludes to possible affection

The other are like how one fusses over another, or two of them train together or drink together, that would be a double arrow, or like how they respect one another, Jay and Jasper seem to receive the most respect from the fellow valets, I think one of them says spiteful towards, one teases another, another may be daunted by someone else, so one and so forth

It also says secretly admires, Thoma is as cheerful and bubbly as his master, the fact that it's a secret admiration, something he keeps to himself, leads me to believe it may be little bit more

I like the idea of Thoma having a crush on Violet it's cute

Thoma x Knight

They fight like they're not literally besties

Their mini spats are so funny tho idk I feel like the way they these each other is so full of love

They also hang out don't they, they seem like they hang out together

Thoma is Knights sweets plug for Toa

These two love each other so much guys

They makeout on the DL

Grayson x Tino

First of all they work really well together and are really good at what they do

I feel like if Jasper wasn't "the standard" for valeting they'd very well share the podium for well a rounded and high quality valet, no matter what anyone says

Along with Knight and Thoma, Grayson and Tino just really seem like they enjoy each other's company alot of the time

They're both very gentle and accommodating yet firm when it comes to their charges and it's a nice thing to think they can be that kind of support system for each other

They both also sometimes teach Knight how to cook like its giving parents😌😌

I also wanna have a threesome with them--

Dia x Fenn

... you just had to be there

You know exactly what I'm talking about.

Dia x Sherry

I know what yall thinking

What?

But have yall seen they're interactions in the short stories😭😭

In Dias path itself Sherry says to mc that it would be nice to know Dia as well as her like😖 baby

In the short stories it mostly them bumping into eachother and Sherry's like wow your so pretty and you should smile more

One in particular where they run into eachother and Dias trying to get away from her(like he does with every one) and he smiles politely and says he has somewhere to go and Sherry's like wow you have such a beautiful smile, you should smile more and Dias like "...thanks😳" and blushes and at the compliment then Sherry's like gimme one more big smile and he does smile, hes like 😊 and shes like I hope you have cause to smile more often, smiles make for more harmonious communications♡

That's so cute yall

In another story they wanna borrow the same book from the library but Dias like you can have it let's her have the book but the Sherry's like we should read it together😄💖

Like?????????

Is this a slow burn romance or something😳😳

No but fr Dia acts annoyed but hes actually so nice to her😭

Rio x Sherry

Not my personal feat, I prefer them as friends

But they cute asf

I love a good friends to lovers moment

Especially knowing they're known each other since they were children

Childhood friends to lovers😋😋

Also the height difference is so cute

Rio is 6'2-6'3 and Sherry's literally 5 feet tall💀

Shorty has to crain her neck to look up at him and Rios like *lifts her up by the armpits* there😄

I also really like the idea of them having went on one date together, just one, nothing particularly special, but the context was explicitly romantic(or at least supposed to be knowing how dense Rio can be) but nothing comes of it, nothing really changes and if anything they're closer friends

Roy lowkey ships them though but the big brother in him is like nah

It's not that he doesn't think Rio is a good guy it's just that that's his baby sister!!

The day Sherry gets a paramour is the day Roy dies a little inside.

Also a Sherry x MC x Rio poly relationship is like my favorite fucking think, I love those three idiots

Sherry x MC

They're girlfriends.

Violet x Sherry

I love sapphic relationships guys1

The way these two flirt with each other is crazy

Like we're passed compliments girl you want her

They have slumber parties.

Violet x MC x Sherry poly when?????

Addis Ira x Gilbert Qelsum

These is literally the most hateful mfs.

Traumatized their children and are shitty people in general

Why are they the only kings that mutually like each others

Gilbert trusts Addis

Hes the only one of the kings that he does trust btw

And Addis dotes on Gilbert

Why are you doting on him-- are yall in a relationship🤨⁉️

Nah cus why all the other kings is like if one trusts another, the other is scared of them or one likes and the other thinks they irritating or they both just hate eachother

I bet they bond over disliking Roc Avari--

I'm stuck on Addis Ira doting on Gilbert

How you doting on a grown ass man but not yo child--

Sus🤨

Toa x Lance

Purely to annoy their dads💀

It's pure comedy to them

Moral of the story, Guy is fruity as fuck, gayest bitch in the building, Violet got hella rizz😩 and Toa and Lance are step siblings--

[bookishtheaterlover7]

👸- Ok lets get things straught

Unless someone held a newspaperup like a kidnapping to show proof of date the photo could be as o as old as 2017 he got dodger in 2015(possible 2016 idk when gifted stoped filming but they started in oct 2015 and he has more black kn his nose when he was younger) this shows minus someone, not necessarily a man, with a white kneee, thowrtically the person could be Latinx or Asian etc. 

THEY ARE DOING THIS TO GET FANS ATTENTION. They know we love dodger we've said leave dodger alone so another dodger oic and people are up in arms... they're troll dont go for it. At least he isn't speared in half again by a leg.

B) dodger going to doggy day care... wow. Sound the alarm. Now i dont know much about the video ive seen the photo and honestly it may not be dodger. His coloring isn't THAT unique. The quality is also bad too. I mean i could sqear that was my friends dog in the corner too. But i imagine Chris went out of his way to make sure dodger was well socialized because hed be around kids and in thr video with aly rushmans dog it showed dodger can be unknowingly a little rambunctious with small dodgs but who wouldnt get excited with a cute new puppy  playmate even though dodger givrs off the:  im not an animal im a human vibe. 

Who says that also isnt where a lot of cast and crew put thier dogs? Yes Im assuming its for a film and based on the placement of the tiles and the way they are a diffrent color it seems like it is purposely a diffrent type of tile... why? I dont know but its awfully evenly spaced and copied a couple feet down.

Ive seen people even claim that chris uses dodger for people to like him.  Hes now Will and Jada acting like theyre still a thing 6 years after they seperate. Its a man and his dog do you see the way Chris looks at him? If chris was that good of an actor we'd all be thinking he was really in love  with little miss nazi and no mstter what they do now i wont believe  it just cause he hasnt looked happy in 2 years UNLESS Dodger was the subject... 

You also see too many people talking too many nce things about dodger and chris with dodger

When this whatever shit started we saw a lot of orgs and fellow celebs pull away from chris a lot less birthday wishises publically  one of chris reoccuring costars (not scarjo or A.D.A.) had a very heartwarming and touching birrhday with with a few examples of how nice he is. There are also reports thst he lets people use his houses etc. when hes not in town. Now people ahve pulled away from him publically. We all know chris isnt a golden boy but when companies and charities stop working with someone suddenly (many stopped after the first pap walk) despite other issues it to me sayshe was nice enough to want to be associated with before.  I think its a fine line of what people will and wont tolerate and yes theres trolls and clout chasers but when ebolas associations and beliefs came out many broke away when a cetain company recived complaints things were dropped we all know a campaign was fropped and they mostly use OBJ and one of the founders dog whose has very VERY similar collerings to dodger. They also seemed to not get the enagwment they wanted on the cintest as it was like they were shoving it down people's throat. I do believe once things are over (whatever the truth is-theres do dobut its toxic otherwise chris wouldnt be looking like he does) there will magically be another campaign. 

Now people turn in seb for what a movie that is supposed to be really good? Because hes friend with someone who doesnt look like a typical movie star. 

Leave fans and their looks out of it. Be nice. Little miss nazi on the otherhand we finally saw what her soul looks like and I can actually look at these photos without wanting to puke - have no sympathy for nazis and those who hate others like that

Lastly another reminde rb/c ppl r still talking about it- 

STOP TALKING ABOUT the INTERVIEW  how many times do people have to tell you they want you to talk. Your playing into thier hands and being a pawn Nothing new was said and frankly it makes her look foolish. I relize I'm talking about it but its just to tell you all to stop talking about it because they've had to change strategies. They held back the "kiss" we all know that would've been released day off a year ago. So now they release something that like others said would not have been seen outside her country normally its been over a week. And Yes shes stupid forgetting where she is but The only thing ur doing is making their ship stay relevent.  And in peoples mouths. 

Also just an fyi to Ebola check which account you post things on... normally im.not a conspiracy theorist like that but this is getting way too stupid that fan sites are publishing things that the actors page would normally post. 

P.s. bookie lets see some of the wonderful exs chris has had gimmie some mink and jessica and Jenny to attach to Chris' tag. 

ANOTHER ONE IN THE BAG, ����

I seriously don't know how you do it, girl...

But seriously, I'm thankful for your PSAs. And look forward to reading and posting every single one 😁

Oh, and I most certainly will! It's all in good fun 🙃

[arwainian]

Reading This Week 2024 #33

As warned, I come to you a day late because I was out of my house from 7:20am to 9:20pm. That time out was planned but also along the way my car battery died so I've sent it to the shop to get it looked at

I've really been in the zone with audiobooks this week, and I also worked on reading through the comic books I've had languishing on my shelf

Finished:

Blue Box, Vol. 1 by Kouji Miura, translated by Christine Dashiell cute manga about some students at a very sports focused high school, badminton playing boy protagonist with a HUGE crush on basketball playing upperclassman girl. pretty cute, great art

Stone Butch Blues by Leslie Feinberg I am so glad that my library system had a physical copy of the 20th anniversary edition. It felt like an honor to hold this book in my hand. As expected, I cried at several points reading this. I have to say though, the mythos that has sprung up around this book (on tumblr but I'm sure elsewhere) as a Lesbian Book really really undersells how much this book's perspective is just as much if not more Working Class. it's a book about labor and difficulty making ends meet while butch: Jess' decision to pass as a man is certainly a gender-identity based decision but crucially it is also a financial one in hopes of getting a better job. Anyway. read the actual book

Remina by Junji Ito, translated by Jocelyn Allen read to keep up with Shelved by Genre. didn't like this one

Boys Weekend by Mattie Lubchansky recommended by a friend, graphic novel where a transfem attends the bachelor party of their old college buddy while the casino town they're in is taken over by a tech-startup-cult

The Empire of Gold by S.A. Chakraborty, narrated by Soneela Nankani okay yeah I spent like the last 2 hours of the audiobook jumping up and down my hallway. this was pretty rad, thanks for the rec dad. if you, like me, are put off by the YA characterization vibes in the first book, the characters do grow up

only fooling yourself by volefriend on ao3

System Collapse by Martha Wells, narrated by Kevin R. Free the murderbot diaries are always great

Jonny Appleseed by Joshua Whitehead, narrated by the author recommended to me by a friend! interesting and matter of fact perspective on racialized sex work from a two-spirit person

The Marlow Murder Club by Robert Thorogood, narrated by Nicolette McKenzie I'm going to come clean, I read this because I forgot the title of The Thursday Murder Club. however I really enjoyed this band of middle aged and older british ladies becoming friends and solving murders

Good Deeds #1-2 written by Che Grayson, art by Kelsey Ramsay, colors by Ronda Pattison comic about a small Florida town with unsettling supernatural stuff happening. I will be tracking down the other issues

Washed in the Blood #1 written by Kevin Roditeli, art by Rob Cannon, Kostas Pantoulas, and Vivi Ekhart the art and the lettering in this comic is crazy fun, but the story might be too "ooh so edgy" for me. I'll keep an eye out for the other issues but wont prioritize it

Crashing #1-3 written by Matthew Klein, art by Morgan Beem, colors by Triona Farrell miniseries focused on a doctor treating superpowered patients. absolutely going to find the other two issues of it, I need to see where this ends

What Feasts at Night by T. Kingfisher sequel to What Moves the Dead. it wasn't as good as the first one but it was still pretty enjoyable horror

Started/Ongoing:

The Lies of Locke Lamora by Scott Lynch, narrated by Michael Page so excited to be reading this for the sff bookclub. too clever for their own good con man scoundrels are a favored character type of mine

Invisible Kingdom, Vol. 1: Walking the Path written by G. Willow WIlson, art by Christian Ward scifi comic that looked cool! a comic book shop employee recommended it to a friend, and I remembered I'd seen it at my library so I picked it up to check out (gorgeous scifi art)

little warrior by kathkin on ao3 read the next chapter :)

chapter 9 of follow the sun by verdantstars on ao3 new chapter out of a fire emblem three houses fic i like!

DNFs:

The Collected Poems of Audre Lorde this is hopefully just a temporary dnf. it was due back at the library and i did not have time to finish reading it before then. with any luck I'll check it out again when i have a bit more poetry reading motivation

Ragnarok by A.S. Byatt, narrated by Harriet Walter

Portrait of a Thief by Grace D. Li, narrated by Eunice Wong and Austin Ku

Reading Plans:

obviously The Lies of Locke Lamora is on my reading plan list bc its the sff book club pick for september! and I'll be reading Sensor to keep up with Shelved by Genre

other books I have out from the library and want to try out but may not finish reading: Bloom Into You Vol. 2 by Nakatani Nio, The Sprite and the Gardener by Rii Abrego and Joe Whitt, Female Husbands: A Trans History by Jen Manion, narrated by Kate Harper, The River of Silver by S.A. Chakraborty, narrated by Soneela Nankani

and I want to read more of the books that exist on my physical bookshelves. some of that I've been doing by borrowing the audiobook versions of them (like Jonny Appleseed and System Collapse above) but others dont have that option

[jegulily-stuff]

Throwing my hat into the ring for a Stardust Au (Jegulily obviously):

I like Lily as Tristan but I have an idea for Lily in Victoria's position.

So she's a scientist, she studies physics and astrophysics and the rest of their small town doesnt take her particularly seriously. James wants to marry her but she's worried about losing her independence and letting society win, so she wont agree or admit to him or even herself that she likes him.

She sees 'a star fall' but she doesn't think thats how stars work and when James next professes he'd do anything to prove his love to her she sends him on a false quest to fetch it so she can have some time to work without getting distracted by him him annoying her.

A fortnight later he meets her at the wall with a cute boy who knows an awful lot about astronomy. James asks if she'd like to move to the other side of the wall and join his polycule (+magical kingdom apparently). She's like fine i guess you win, but im bringing my whole laboratory.

[ambreiiigns]

Ok then now tell me about these sk8 big and little boyfriends? I'm interested by the distinction of big and little, you know? :P

ok after Thee category 5 doubleblack moment and watching tristamp w my brother i'll answer this sk8 ask. then i'll go look at deathnote images saved to my phone to complete the collection of anime i care about

so you will never believe me but sk8. is about. a bunch. of skater boys. we have langa who moves to japan from canada after his dad dies bc his mom's japanese. him and his dad used to do snowboarding together but langa got lowkey depressed after his death and doesn't feel much passion for snowboarding anymore. plus he lives in beachy town now so it'd be impossible anyway

he meets reki there tho. and Oh reki is just like. the sun. they're in class together but didn't really talk (langa doesn't talk much) but they bump into each other while reki's out skating and he gets langa to try it and it just. goes downhill from there

reki takes him to S !!! which is this like super secret skaterz place that opens at night on some mountain where they have races and place bets and stuff. long story short langa finds that Spark he's missed ever since his dad died in reki and skateboarding - as in, yeah sure skating's fun but it's reki that makes his heart beat fast and not the adrenaline or whatever. it's not Skating itself that makes him happy but it's skating With Reki. they're so fucking SWEET. they have a bit of a fight halfway thru the series bc reki has some inferiority complex and langa almost loses the Spark again. it's really sweet. at some point he vaguely talks to his mom abt this fight and she assumes it's about a girl he likes so she asks him. "you LIKE this person don't you" and langa BLUSHES HE'S SO CUTE and says yeah :// so she hypes him up to go talk things out and says. good lird. "show her she's a lucky girl!!" and langa. i am quoting word for word. answers. "what girl." gay people real

and those ^ are the little boyfriends. now the BIG boyfriends ugh !! unsufferable. you got kojiro aka joe and kaoru aka cherry and we meet them at s. in fact they FOUNDED s when they were teens along w adam who's the bad guy in this show and i want him dead. joe is. built like a brickhouse and mildly italian ?? he runs a restaurant during the day and the Gang meets up there a lot he's the sweetest in the world and worries and helps the kids anytime he can i adore him. cherry's gnc af (you're insane) he's pretty as fuck and had a Punk Phase as a kid where he had a couple of piercings and emo bangs and NO ONE has ever looked better EVER but he's Mean but still Cares. when they met adam back in the day him & cherry had a lil somethin somethin going on but he ended up dumping them Both for being boring bc he's insane. i don't wanna talk abt him. so that leaves cherry & joe alone again - which is cool. they've been together since preschool they're the type to bicker and talk shit 24/7 while still always being glued to each other. they're so Horny but they won't fuck. everyone at s wonts them carnally. the kids (by this i mean reki & langa but mostly miya who's like a little shit pro skater they picked up along the way) (shoutout to the icp clown rockstar legend shadow who's the 6th and final member of The Gang) call them mom and dad Frequently and they call the gang "The Kids" an incriminating amount of times (they accidentally adopted two 16yos one 14yo and one 24yo. at age 26)

realizing i don't Know how to explain joe & cherry you kinda just have to witness them. there's this bit where cherry's explaining to The Kids how adam does one of his moves so he skates right up to joe and says "Hello..." in a. weird fucking tone and joe hisses back "You're Too Close!!!" threatheningly like he's gonna fuckin Jump him. there's this other bit during THEE beach episode where joe's flirting w some ladies (he's a manwhore) and miya grabs him pretends that he's his dad and tells him that Mommy's mad !! pointing at cherry who's like napping sexily. and joe actually looks at him and like fuckin whimpers and blushes like a virgin and all he can say for himself is THAT IS NOT YOUR MOM !!!! hello. what was that. also there's the bit where adam fuckin slams his board across cherry's face (?!?!?!?) and joe picks him up like a princess (which he calls him sometimes. princess and pinky and the likes) and gets him to the hospital and THEN cherry sneaks out of the hospital to go to joe's restaurant and falls asleep there and joe looks at him sooo tenderly and says something like "at least we aren't alone right kaoru?" and it's Sweet bc cherry has troubles sleeping but he feels safe enough to sleep around joe..... don't u wanna scream

here look at them. the kids the parents the squad

[danothan]

YOU DIDNT ASK so im sorry in advance (especially because i wont be explaining this well) But. ill be so honest i dont think the t-shirt kon is bad in a vacuum like it could be cute 😭 i do think its genuinely kinda fun when the characters wear their own little merch. the t-shirt outfit is even kind of funny because hes literally just wearing a t-shirt and jeans 😭 i love kon no matter what!!

but in the context of the transition from young justice (the comic) and the gang "graduating" into the teen titans (vol.3) i feel like it was a regression for him. idk i read into kon and transness+being lgbt too much so ive seen interpretations of it being his internalized homo/transphobia because its also a time where he has a secret identity for the first time in small-town america... and i do enjoy that, but it was Not intended by the writes (especially considering who was writing him in the mid-late 2000s)

kon's character to start off is really about identity and the reclamation of it when he was intended to be a Thing, and how he struggled under the weight of acting like he thinks he should/expectations placed on him (especially because he did not have an alternate identity or a name at first, he was just superboy. THEN kon el and conner kent) and how he expresses himself by replacing a tag cadmus put on him with a gold earring and generally dressing in a flashy and flamboyant and alternative way

so then when we transition to the teen titans kon, they sort of......strip him of that expression of personality. hes put in a t-shirt and jeans. they take away his earring. hes put in a relationship w/ cassie sandsmark (who btw. is very wlw coded to match him in the YJ comic, and both of their designs suffered what we call the cishetifcation) that is ultimately so bad for their characters (meanwhile kon is written into the most gay coded friendship w/ tim drake for like. a decade.)

and the young justice cartoon is an adaptation that was attempting to take the teen titans run from the 80s i believe? and young justice 98-2003, AND the 00's teen titans run. (decades of story to work with and way too many characters and groups, leads the cartoon to, in my opinion, suffer from a too many cooks situation)

and it does not handle kons character very well at all either </3 AND they used the t-shirt design while sticking him in a very unhealthy relationship w/ a character hes never really interacted w/ much in the comics. so umm. TL;DR very mixed feelings on t-shirt conner

i do recommend reading young justice though <3 (AND IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY DESIGN !! tysm <333 the curly hair is a must <3) sorry for the essay i just wanted to expand on why i put the t-shirt boy in the "sigh" categories 😭

ah, when i said i liked t-shirt conner, i didn’t mean the outfit, i was specifically referring to the young justice cartoon’s characterization ^^; i do acknowledge that it was a mixed bag that was forced to cherrypick years of history as an adaptation, and i get why conner fans don’t see him as Their Conner, but i’m gonna be so real with you. i liked him a lot in the cartoon 😭 as a standalone show, the first season does a rly good job of letting you understand his struggles and thought process, there were a lot of moments that endeared me to his angst while also letting him still feel like a kid. but i think i’m also biased towards characters that default to anger as a trauma response (completely unrelated to recent events believe it or not! wacky coincidence tho! foreshadowing even…?)

conner and m’gann’s relationship was def not the most interesting to me, but it’s also not the worst one. i have other biases against. other couples. but i’m curious to see how it develops bc unhealthy or not, i wanna see how it affects the characters, ykwim? like i’m not in it for the shipping, even if we All know there’s a better conner ship U__U

idk i just feel worn out by comics cynicism bc while i get it (i’m a hal fan, by god do i get it), i also don’t want to treat anything in dc too sacred. it’s more fun for me personally to view new iterations/adaptations as puzzles to work out rather than view them as character assassinations if even that. there are some truly unsalvageable things out there, but i generally think there’s smth good to gain in everything. and the young justice cartoon gave me a t-shirt conner to gain in my heart, so i can’t fault his character change too much as drastic as it is

all of this to say tho: the alt look is obviously superior. NOTHING beats a cropped jacket <3