#but open to most goros that follow me

[daisynik7]

I’ve had this in my head for awhile

“promiscuous” by Nelly furtado for Toji Fushiguro- smut

Promiscuous

Pairing: Toji Fushiguro x f!reader

Rating: Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~2.0k

cw: p*rn without plot, smut – PIV sex (doggy), degradation, public sex, nipple play, fingering, sex without a condom, spit play, daddy kink, breeding kink, cream pie

Summary: You’re a waitress working in a ramen shop at the racetrack. There are always the regulars that come in during the odd hours of the day, killing time with a bowl of ramen or takoyaki, waiting to either win or lose. Toji Fushiguro is one in particular that catches your eye. When he continues his losing streak, you decide to cheer him up in the only way you know how.

Author's Note: Thank you for the request for the y2k karaoke party my lovely @batafuraikisu! I love you so so much, you’re always so sweet and so supportive of me! I hope you like this one for your man Toji! Likes, reblogs, and/or comments are always appreciated, thank you for reading! MDNI banner by @/cafekitsune.

It’s noon on a Tuesday morning. A gun fires off in the distance, signaling the start of the next race. The regulars you’re used to seeing gather around the monitor, watching as the horses they placed their bets on gallop around the track. Ken, one of the cooks behind the counter, rings the bell; a fresh order of chicken karaage is ready to serve. You stack it on a tray, balancing it as you walk to the dining area, waiting for the race to end, knowing everyone’s attention is on the finish line. 

When horse number #4 eventually crosses, followed by #1, then #3, most of the men groan, tossing their crumpled tickets into the nearby trashcan. Goro, a retired grandpa you’ve befriended throughout the years, pumps his fist in the air victoriously. “I knew Prince could do it! Wahoo!”

You smile at him, setting the food down at his table. “Congratulations!”

He pats your hand gratefully, snapping his chopsticks in two, popping a piece into his mouth. “Thank you, dear. Please ask Ken to make three more orders for me.” He points his thumb to the others, moping in their seats, some taking long drags of their cigarettes. “Figured these losers could use a little treat.”

Giggling, you respond, “Coming right up.”

On your way back, you notice a familiar figure slumped in his seat, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. Toji Fushiguro is a new regular from the past few weeks. He’s significantly younger than the others, and also undeniably attractive. Naturally, you take an interest in him. It’s rare to find someone with his muscular stature around here, considering the usual crowd consist of middle-aged men with beer bellies or elderly fellows hunched over from old age. While you never minded these type of men before, it was a pleasant change of scenery to see someone like Fushiguro grace you with his presence. 

Behind the counter, you add an order of takoyaki, hoping to lighten up his mood. It’s obvious his horse didn’t win. He’s been this way for the past two weeks, continuously betting on the wrong one, none of his choices even placing. When the food is ready, you pass it out to the depressed men smoking in the corner, who wave at Goro in thanks. The friendly old man joins them, trying to lift their spirits by offering a round of drinks. Everyone in the restaurant is gathered together because misery really does love company. Well, except for Toji. 

You approach him consciously, remembering that you’ve only ever exchanged a few words with each other, whenever he would place his order. Silently, you slide the food over to him until he notices it. He peeks at you with one eye open, glancing at the little plate of octopus balls in front of him. “I didn’t order this.”

“It’s on the house,” you say, smiling.

Glaring at you, he responds, “I don’t need your pity.”

Yikes, you think, standing your ground. Not quite backing down just yet, you explain, “It’s not pity. Consider it thanks for always supporting our business. You’re a regular now.”

He crosses his arms over his chest, studying you thoroughly. “So, this isn’t because I’ve been sulking here for the last two weeks, right?”

You shake your head. “Nope. Absolutely not. But if you really don’t want it, I’m sure Goro and the others will happily eat it for you – ”

“I’ll eat it,” he interrupts, pulling it towards him, finally relaxing. 

You smirk. “Great. Have a good meal.” Your gaze lingers on him for a second longer before you turn on your heel, leaving. 

Just barely do you hear him mutter a quiet, “Thanks.”

~~~

The next day, Toji is back, nodding at you as he walks into the establishment. This is the most he’s acknowledged you personally before, and part of you feels a sense of accomplishment. As if you’re slowly getting through to him. 

Throughout the morning, he sits in his usual seat, watching race after race, groaning at the end of each one. He’ll rush out of the shop only to return minutes later with a new ticket in hand. It’s a sad cycle that continues past lunch, still no luck. 

Your coworker is serving him today, so you haven’t said a thing, a bit nervous that he might snap at you for “pitying” him again. However, you’ve been exchanging knowing glances here and there; you can tell he’s watching you, and you don’t mind it. Not at all.

After setting down a table full of ramen bowls for a particularly cheery bunch of winners, you brush past him, his hand grabbing your wrist firmly to stop you. “Hey.”

You face him, alarmed and excited at the sudden contact. “Hello,” you say, stepping towards him. 

He doesn’t let go, eyes scanning you up and down. You swallow nervously, not quite sure what to do or say. “Do you need something?”

It takes a beat for him to respond but he does, smirking. “I do, actually. I need some pity.”

You crack a smile, teasing, “Oh, so now you want my pity. What do you want? Karaage? Another takoyaki?”

“I’m not really hungry for food right now.” His grip tightens around your wrist, electricity radiating from his touch straight to your chest, sending your heart racing. 

Normally, you wouldn’t do this type of thing, but you can’t help yourself: you’re far too curious to let an opportunity like this go to waste. Mouth grazing his ear and as confidently as you can muster, you whisper, “My shift ends in an hour. Think you can be patient until then?”

His grin widens, teeth showing like a predator who has set their sights on its prey. “Sure. I have a feeling this will be worth the wait.”

~~~

As expected, Toji remains seated in the same spot until you’re done. When you start to approach him, he stands up, ready to follow wherever you lead him. You wave goodbye to Ken and your coworker, who stare at the two of you curiously. Ken even yells out your name, asking, “What are you up to?!” 

Ignoring the question, you walk briskly down one of the corridors towards the exit. Toji trails just behind you, not speaking. You turn into one of the single vacancy bathrooms you usually use, pulling him inside with you, locking the door with a loud click. 

His back is pressed to the door, staring at you, cocky. “Impatient, aren’t we?”

“Shut up,” you say, clutching his collar, pulling him in for a sloppy kiss. He chuckles into your mouth, tongue swiping yours, hands arounds your waist. They slide below your ass, squeezing your flesh between his large fingers. You moan, dragging your lips down his neck, sucking on his skin. 

His thumbs hook on the waistband of your jeans, tugging you closer to him. The bulge in his sweatpants is throbbing and hard against you as you grind your body on his, eager for more. He hums. “And here I was thinking you’d be nervous around me. Who would have thought you’d be so promiscuous?”

You laugh, your hands gliding under his shirt, fondling his muscular body. “Are you that surprised? I don’t offer pity takoyaki to just anybody.”

“Lucky me,” he smiles, nipping at your bottom lip. 

Soon, you’re both stripped naked, clothes tossed hastily onto the floor. He licks his lips as he studies your figure, hands roaming your body, pinching at your nipples all perky and hard with arousal. He flicks his thumbs across them, asking, “You like having your tits played with?”

You nod, watching hazily as he bows down, lips near your breasts. “Good. Feed them to me.”

You obey, squeezing one in your hands, guiding it into his mouth. He puckers his lips around the sensitive teat, sucking until you whine with pleasure. You pull out of him slowly, releasing you with a loud pop. He does the same with the other side, suckling on your nipple until it’s plump and aching with arousal. 

“Think you’re wet enough for me?” he growls, reaching for your throbbing clit, flicking it with his fingers. “Bet I can make you wetter.”

“Then do it,” you moan, grinding against his hand. “Fuck me with those fingers.”

His eyes widen, two beefy fingers sliding into your entrance, stretching you out. “Fuck, you’re bad. So ready to get finger fucked by a total stranger. Nasty slut.” He sticks his tongue in your mouth, slobbering all over you as he pumps his digits in and out of your pussy, rubbing his thumb on your clit. After several more strokes, you come for him, gushing around his fingers until they’re coated in your slick. 

“Shit,” he swears, letting you ride out your orgasm on his palm, thumb still circling your bud. “It’s real creamy now. Perfect for my cock.” He pulls out, stroking his dick with his wet fingers, spreading his own precum around the tip. “Bend over for me, sweetheart.”

You’re needy and desperate for him to fill you up now, obedient to his every command no matter how crudely he spits it out to you. In this moment, you’re nothing but a cock sleeve for Toji, waiting to be stuffed full. So you follow his orders, bending over with your hands flat against the wall, sticking your ass out for him. He smacks it, watching with mirth as your skin jiggles from his harsh touch. He nestles his cock between your cheeks, grinding it against you. “Goddamn, that’s sexy,” he growls, spitting into his palm, lubricating his shaft with his saliva. “Do you want it?”

“Yes,” you breathe out, anticipating. “Give it to me.”

“Tell daddy exactly what you want,” he coos, slapping your bottom once more, teasing the tip up and down your folds. 

“Fuck, I want daddy’s big cock inside me!” you cry out, thrusting yourself onto him, his dick sliding smoothly inside you. 

He laughs, gripping your hips tightly as he starts to thrust. “Yeah, you want daddy’s cock pounding this wet pussy, huh? Look at you swallowing me up. Fucking whore.”

The degradation only spurs you to throw your ass back onto him, fucking you deeper and deeper until your knees are wobbly, legs shaky. He rails you harder, spreading your cheeks apart to watch his dick disappear with each plunge. “This pussy was made to be bred. You want my cum inside you? Ask for it. Beg for it.” 

“Please daddy! I want your cum!” you plead, unashamed. Really, whatever figurative chokehold this man has on you is outstanding. To have you begging for his seed, desperate to be stuffed with his load, it’s concerning and riveting all at the same time. 

“Louder,” he demands. “Let the whole racetrack hear how much you want daddy’s cum.” He reaches around to stimulate your clit, massaging it between his thick fingers.

“Give me all your fucking cum, daddy!” you moan, choking on your own spit, drool trickling out the sides of your mouth. It’s pointless now to deny how fucking cock-drunk you are for him. Useless to save face when you were already so blatant about seducing him from the start. All you can do now is comply and hope that none of your coworkers can hear you screaming from the other side of the wall. 

“Yeah, that’s what I want to hear,” he purrs, flicking your bud rapidly. “You’re going to get all this fucking cum.”

He comes as soon as you tighten around him with your second orgasm. He doesn’t stop stimulating your clit until he empties his load inside you. Slowly, he pulls out, marveling at the lewd sight of his cock coated in cum. “Fuck,” he mutters, continuing to gaze at the mess the both of you made.  

You gradually come to your senses, carefully picking your clothes up from the floor. When you’re fully dressed, he steps to you, cupping your cheeks in his hands, kissing your forehead. “Are you working tomorrow?”

With a weak smile, you respond, “Yes.”

He grins back, brushing your lips with his thumb. “Good. See you then.”

~~~

The next day, coincidentally, Toji’s horse places first, ending his miraculous losing streak. After collecting his winnings, he waits for you until your shift is done, waving the earnings in his hands, smiling. “Guess I got myself a good luck charm now,” he says, winking at you. “Want to make me a winner again?”

[skania]

Let's talk about Aqua "using" Akane

So Aqua makes a very big deal about "using" Akane, but... did he actually use her at all?

I mean, he makes it quite clear that he is only keeping her close because she's useful, right?

So, what is Akane useful for, exactly?

Aqua's entire premise is that Akane understands Ai better than he does. He can't lose Akane because she may help him figure out Ai and find out who his dad is.

But we never, ever see Aqua asking Akane questions about Ai. At the contrary, most of his time with Akane is spent either on Aqua and Akane helping each other, or on Aqua talking to Akane about himself rather than about Ai.

(Spoilers for the entire manga below the cut!)

Let's take the TB arc for example, since this is the arc where Aqua and Akane interact again. What do we see?

First, Aqua helps Akane voice her concerns about the script:

Then he helps solve the disconnect between the ones in charge of the script and the original author, thus doing Akane and everyone involved a big service:

Then he helps Akane win against Kana, going as far as to agree to do emotional acting in order to accomplish it:

And then he helps Akane draw Kana out into the spotlight:

In other words: Aqua spends the entire arc working as a team with Akane. He makes no effort to use her at all.

What's more, all the occasions he had to get Akane's insight about Ai? He uses them to give Akane insight about himself instead.

Which is ironic, because we eventually find out that he even went as far as planting a GPS on her sometime after Love Now, in the off-chance Akane came in contact with the culprit. He obviously was pretty serious about making the most of Akane's deduction skills...

... but how was Akane supposed to deduce anything when Aqua never gave her any info? After all, Aqua only shares that information with Akane after he thinks his revenge is over and he has no use for her anymore.

Which means that, up to the point where Aqua temporarily drops his revenge plans, we don't actually see him using Akane at all.

Despite this, we still see Aqua going on and on about how he has "used" Akane.

So, let's take a closer look at all the ways he has "used" Akane, shall we?

• "About my father" is the simplest one, since that's what Aqua wanted to use Akane for in the first place. Except that, as we saw, things don't go quite as planned and he literally doesn't do anything to have Akane find his dad.

So yes, Aqua did intend to use Akane to find his dad, but he doesn't actually put her to use. In fact, Akane finds him all on her own by pure chance much, much later.

• "The corpse" is a very interesting one, because by Aqua's own admission, he trusted Akane's capabilities enough to think she may be able to find his corpse, and fed her information to help her achieve this.

This is indeed true, except for two things. One, when Aqua starts looking for the corpse, he actually tells Akane to stay behind. She's the one that chooses to follow after him. Aqua makes it sound like Akane finding his corpse was his goal from the get-go, but his actions are at odd with his words.

Secondly, Aqua stops looking for the corpse the moment Akane suggests it may be buried, but he still takes her to Goro's house either way.

Nothing he tells her about Goro is relevant to the search of his corpse. It's completely irrelevant, in fact. But Aqua still opens up to her, sharing everything about Goro, from his upbringing to his goals to his feelings.

Once again, his words say one thing, but his actions tell a different story. Akane is the first person Aqua has opened up to about Goro, and he does so without any ulterior motive.

Which leads me to the way Aqua has "used" Akane:

• "And many other things."

This is what Aqua means by "many other things". Ever since that day, Akane has been giving Aqua emotional support and he has come to treasure it, so much so that it "saves him little by little".

I'd even say he has come to rely on it, as his monologue later shows.

Now, you may say, but isn't receiving and giving emotional support a normal part of every relationship?

And you'd be completely right! But Aqua isn't a normal guy.

Aqua is guilt-ridden to the point he is in pain whenever he enjoys anything. Since the guilt he feels colors basically everything he sees, it permeates his relationship with Akane as well.

Instead of seeing all the good he has done for her, he just sees all the ways he ties her down.

Instead of seeing how much of himself he has shared with her, he focuses on what he has kept from her.

He is such a guilt-ridden, self-deprecating person that he even apologizes when Akane finds his corpse. As if getting murdered and not being found for 20+ years was his fault!

Akane puts it best: Aqua is always trying to carry the burden on his own, always acting like every wrong is his fault.

It's no surprise then that Aqua feels guilty over allowing himself to cherish Akane's support. It's also no surprise that he tries to paint it negatively as him "using" her, because Aqua has been trying to convince himself that his relationship with Akane is a lie.

If he repeats it enough, if he makes his every action about using Akane, then it will be easier for him to let go of her — even when that becomes the last thing he wants to do.

This all comes to a head in Chapter 98, where we see Aqua cutting ties with Akane to keep her safe. This was the perfect time to use Akane, for real this time — but "using" Akane has become a lie that he can't keep up any longer.

Akane has become too important to him. So important in fact, that leaving her side marks the moment he makes a wrong turn and gives himself into the darkness of his revenge.

TL;DR Aqua did want to use Akane, but he never gets around to it. He comes to rely on her emotional support and feels so guilty for it that he sees that as "using" her. Ironically, by the time Akane becomes the perfect "tool" for him to use in his quest for revenge, she matters too much to him and he lets her go to keep her safe. In fact, Akane only makes herself "useful" to him by pure chance! lol

[discotenny]

Someone you cant have

HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLO :D god its been so long for me to check ur blog and i have been meaning to send rq form last year but sadly i was to shy for that :,) im so happy ur still uploading and doing well 😭 but may i request a reverse part for "Someone you cant have" now with akechi ?

~anon

Goro Akechi x Reader ~ falling for their rivals significant other <Jealousy, mild reference of yandere!Akechi, mentions of murder, etc>

KABDKDBDK thank you for sending in a request!! Sorry to keep you waiting for part two after all this time lolol. Hope it was worth the wait <3 As always I tend to write using they/them pronouns for the reader insert unless requester specifies. Mentions of names will be y/n.

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Something about you had captivated him from the first meeting.

A stranger who sat next to him on the train when there were tens of open seats. Who looked at him with eyes that begged for help from a creep following you around. Who whispered a promise of a warm meal once the whole debacle concluded. Who he willingly went into the streets of Shibuya with, against all his mind and stomach's better judgement.

"Thank you," you said to him with the most sincerity he's ever heard from a person. "I couldn't make it up to you enough. Where do you want to go? I’ll pay for everything.”

Sincerity... that's what it was.

You were so open and true to yourself it was almost frustrating. He chalked up your kindness at your first meeting as a one off instance brought about by unsavory circumstance. But even after, at your unexpected dinner for two- you were just so, so honest.

Honest in the way you expressed the troubles in your family life. The difficulty handling the troubles in your school. The troubles of romance you've found yourself in. You were charming. Funny. Interesting.

Which is why he didn’t mind exchanging phone numbers. It’s why he didn’t mind more dinners and more train rides. It’s why he didn’t push away the kindness you’d show him and the gifts you’d give him. It’s why he started reciprocating the acts.

And it’s why a funny feeling started to grow in the hole in his chest- fighting against the urge to put all of his attention into his mission. Interest- is what he called it.

Love, is what it really was.

When you mentioned a boyfriend he was disappointed. He of course saw it coming, after you’ve spent nights complaining over growing feelings and him giving you advice in turn. But Akechi was fine with the disappointment, and he was fine admiring you from nowhere closer than across a table. Akechi would be fine just admiring from a distance.

Coming soon, he’d complete his mission and he would never see you again. Akechi chooses to ignore the bitterness that comes along with that last idea.

The more the dinners and gifts and kindness occurred, the harder his fall was to ignore. His gifts started to get more and more romantic when viewed from a certain lens, his stares started to get more and more longing. But as noticeable as it was, Akechi couldn’t help himself. You, in all of your kindness, funniness, and all of your interest, were a brevity of light in his hell of a life.

-

One night, you show up to dinner and say you’ve got a surprise for him.

“Oh? What’s the occasion?” A butterfly flies around in his chest and he can’t help himself but smile. Sincerely, he smiles.

“I wanted to thank you, for all the advice and help you’ve given me these past few months,” you look into his eyes and it makes his heart flutter. “Let me go get him really quick.” You stand up so quickly and he doesn’t have any time to register what you just said. Akechi sighs as he watches you leave the restaurant.

You come back and Akechi has to physically hold himself back from lunging at Ren.

Ren, who you hold hands with. Ren, who’s smiling after you. Ren, who looks at him with surprise. Ren, you boyfriend.

“Akechi?” He says, eyes widening.

“Ren.” He replies, gripping the table underneath him.

Of course.

Of course

Of fucking course.

“Oh! I didn’t know you guys knew each other,” you clap your hands with a smile, seemingly not noticing the glares emanating from Akechi.

Ren’s arm finds itself on your waist and Akechi wants to scream. “Yeah, we’re friends,” Ren’s tone is casual as he smiles at you.

“Mmhm, you could say that,” Akechi forces out a smile so insincere you can’t help but question it.

“I didn’t know Akechi was the one buying you all those gifts, treasure,” Ren says.

“And I didn’t know Ren was this boyfriend of yours, y/n,” Akechi sneers.

“Ah, sorry I never mentioned names to you guys,” you chuckle, honest to a fault. Unaware of the smugness growing within your partner. Unaware of the heartbreak that falls upon your friend.

Ren goes onto explain that you wanted to introduce your ‘two favorite boys’ to each other after months of talking about one to the other. That this dinner, which was supposed to just be you and Akechi, was going to be intruded on by Ren. He says it all with a smile that makes Akechi want to throttle him.

What a lovely surprise, Akechi thinks.

He tries to keep his cool despite the anger clawing at his chest. Betrayal from you for not telling him that this piece of garbage was your boyfriend. Envy towards Ren for having yet another thing Akechi longed to have.

Dinner concludes quicker than you pictured as Ren has a curfew to abide by. He leaves the restaurant to wait outside, you wanting to talk to your friend.

“You seemed uncomfortable with tonight, I’m sorry if I pushed this on you Akechi…” one glance at you shows all the truth in your statement and Akechi hates it.

He hates that he’s let himself trust in your honesty, in your gifts, in your dinners, in your kindness- he hates your truth and he hates this clawing in his chest.

But what kind of friend would he be if he left you feeling so guilty? After all, you’d just run into his arms afterwards.

“I was just surprised, is all. I’m sorry that I made you upset,” Akechi smiles, insincere once again.

“Are you sure?” You look at him with the most curious eyes, “I’m sorry if I made things weird by introducing him, really.”

“Please, don’t worry about it,” Akechi attempts to console you by putting a hand on your shoulder. “I’m just happy you’re happy. After all this time of complaining, haha.”

Your hand meets his and squeezes it slightly. “Thanks Akechi, it really means a lot.”

He takes one more look at you, holding his hand and smiling so, so genuinely at him.

“Anytime, y/n,” He says.

You leave the restaurant with Ren and he sees him pull you tight as you walk away. He sees the way you stare at him, lovingly, in a way that you’ve never looked at him. He sees you go to intertwine your hands. He sees Ren hold your chin and bring your face closer. Akechi looks away.

Admiring a distance is bullshit if he’s just watching you be stolen away by him. Admiring from a distance would be fine if it was anyone other than him.

It’s just gonna be one more reason as to why he needs to plant a bullet in your boyfriend’s skull.

———

Ren's part, it kinda sucks because it was before my writers glow up ehehehhehehe

Hope you enjoyed it! I got so excited writing for my pookie Akechi that I ended up finishing this in an afternoon lolol. Also I ended up placing an order for persona merch because of this JFDSJJKFADSFJ. I just love my baby he's my forever boy &lt;3

Let me know how you guys think I characterized him!! I love my babby rsfwaeajfjrewo

[gladoswantscake]

Just a Scratch - Goro Majima x Reader

Summary: This wasn't the first time he came home in the middle of the night beaten up.

Warnings: Minor spoilers from Kiwami 1

Available on AO3

The outside of Kamurocho's bright neon city lights shined warmly through your bedroom curtains as you slept. Tonight was quiet. Too quiet and lonely. Tonight was one of those nights when you couldn't fall asleep. You roll over to stare at the empty spot on the other side of the bed; desolated and cold. It lacked your lover. Nighttime was when you longed for him the most. You only ever get to see him when he leaves for work and when he comes home at night. Going many hours each day without seeing him makes you yearn for his presence. A good day is when Majima comes home to you.

Of course, being a patriarch has more responsibilities and also requires him to attend to more important matters. He'd be lucky if he was able to come home before dusk. But that was rare.

You roll back over to your side to glance at the clock. Almost midnight. You'd only been in bed for nearly two hours and not a feeling of drowsiness hit you. At least he'll be home anytime now. You make an attempt to try to sleep.

Not even ten minutes in and the sound of three loud knocks erupts you from your sleep. The noise startles you as you sit up quickly, feeling your heart pacing rapidly. The continuous loud knocking begins to strike a nerve in you.

"Alright... Alright..." You shout as you sluggishly get out of bed.

You drag yourself to the front door, rubbing your face as you unlock the deadbolt and the knob. Upon opening the door stood Majima; beaten and bruised up.

What shocked you even more was his new attire: A dirty pink bodycon dress with torn fish net stockings, tousled blond wig, and press-on nails. The makeup was surprisingly well-kept on his face despite how badly wounded the rest of his body was.

You then remembered this morning before he left, he spoke to you about an idea he had in mind to lure Kiryu: If there was one thing that many men loved, it was women.

But you didn't expect Majima to come home dressed as a hostess.

"Sorry if I woke ya up. I lost my key."

You took no time to pulling him into your home. "What the hell happened to you this time?"

Majima follows you from behind, removing and tossing the pink high heels onto the floor at the front door in the process. A sly grin appears on his face. "I uh, got my butt beat again by Kiryu-chan." He follows you into the bathroom.

Ever since Kiryu got out of prison, Majima has been coming up with weird ideas.

Majima sits on the seat of the toilet. He watches as you dig through the cabinet searching for your medical supplies. It felt like a ritual to patch him up every time he came home injured. He never complained once about it. He secretly enjoyed being doctored up by you. Physical touch was a love language of his.

You set out bandages, rubbing alcohol, and pads on the sink then leaving in search for a bath towel in the bedroom.

"I thought Goromi would have been the perfect hostess to make him swoon." He removes the messy blond wig. "Almost had him too!"

"Maybe he's not into buff women." You shout from outside of your bedroom.

As Majima waits for your return, he begins to undress himself. The tight fabric of the dress was making it impossible for his fingertips to reach the zipper. Even trying to pull the dress downward didn't budge. "What a goddamn pain." He grumbles. "Who the hell makes these dresses where ya can't even get out of?!"

You quickly return to him, unzipping the dress for him revealing. Large bruises already forming on his bare back.

"Thank you, doll." He sighs in relief.

"This has to be the most uncomfortable thing I've ever worn." He removes the pink thong before wrapping a towel around his waist. "Do ya think pink looks good on me?" He jokes.

"I think it accentuates your figure." You glance up at him. A faint bruise was starting to appear on his jaw and a few scrapes scattered amongst his face.

"I'm sorry your idea didn't go as planned." You remove his eyepatch before getting started. Your hands cups both sides of his cheeks to examine the damage. You then reach for the gauze wipe then the alcohol. After lightly dousing the wipe, you cautiously dab his face.

"Ah, don't be sorry. I had fun." He winces at the feeling of the alcohol wipe stinging his cheek. "You should'ave seen Kiryu blushin'." He chuckles softly.

"So Goromi, huh?"

Majima laughs to himself. "Oh yeah. Now that you reminded me. I gotta a great story to tell ya."

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After disposing the used gauze and band aids, you return to him to observe his beaten face. The condition was slight better than it was prior.

"I'm worried for you."

"How so?"

"I'm worried that one of these nights you won't come home."

"Aw Y/N-chan..." His voice trails. His hands roam up your waist. "Don't be havin' those thoughts, besides it feels like I only took a scratch." He gives you a reassuring smile.

"I get that you enjoy fighting, but there's only so many times you can do it before something bad happens to you."

Majima sighs. His hands move to your wrists, taking them in his hands. "Darlin' I've told you many times I can't quit. It ain't no easy job. Hell, I've been a yakuza my whole life and I'm still kicking."

Majima was extremely defensive when it came to you preaching concern about his brawling habits. There was no way he was backing down something that he enjoyed doing. But with what you said was true. All the times he got into conflict, the thought of him ending up dead never crossed his mind. He had gotten an earful from you when he came home from the hospital a couple of weeks ago when one of his subordinate's accidently stabbed him. He could see why an incident like that concerned you for his safety.

"I may have some cuts and bruises, but I'm still here. I ain't goin' nowhere. I promise."

"Promise?"

He pulls you into his lap. "As long as come home to see my Y/N-chan." His lips peck yours, leaving a faint lipstick stain on your lips.

Your hand runs through his messy undercut. "I'll be waiting for you in bed."

"You're not gonna join me?" He whines. "I haven't seen my Y/N-chan all day."

You took your time contemplating the idea.

"At least let me return you the favor." He purrs. "I gotta show how much I appreciate all that you've done for me."

[a-mel-tomelts]

This is about the post you made wanting shuake content. I really wanted to come in with “they were two bros, chillin in a hot tub. 2 feet apart cause they ARE gay.” But then uh. My brain went:

Shuake is canon because Goro has 0 plot important reasons to be interested in akira personally.

The easiest option would be to wait in mementos. Or to even find calling card targets and observe them doing boss fights and follow them out for the first three. But by the fourth he knows makoto well enough that by Kaneshiro’s palace; he would recognise her and them.

So why get to know someone like he did? Why trauma dump in Leblanc? Why trauma dump in the bathhouse? Why bring him to his most special place (jazz bar)? Why house husband browse by asking if he cooks. And many people would argue this could be platonic: which I agree it could be just opening up to a friend. Could be finding solice in the ONE person who understood him.

But then WHY such flirtatious language!! Honey I’m home scene? The “you’re special/different” the “haha I was going to say something weird. Bye” (or something akin to that) At the end of one of their phone calls.

And if akira didn’t return these feelings why did holding onto the memory of goro by keeping his glove make goro cling to life? Why did morgana say that thing in the engine room?

Fellas is it homoromantic to be brought back from the clutches of death based on the feelings my homie holds for me?

Fuck it I’m going off anon for this. I’m not normal about the two of them.

They (goro) might be a bit toxic but call me Brittney cause I’m slipping under. I mean they were hand picked by a God to fist fight and see who wins. I think after all of the trauma that put them through they should be allowed to hold hands in the rubble of that Gods stadium.

Anyway.

God I’m so sorry for what I’ve cursed your inbox with

How does it feel to be so right and be brave about it?

[icespur]

Not shipping related for once. This is a funny cute little scenario I had in my head. It involves Mamakechi and BabyGoro!

We know Mamakechi was a sex worker, and still had her job when Goro was growing up, as she would "bring men home"

For this headcanon Mamakechi would be an employee at---whatever modern Japanese sex clubs or brothels are called.

As her only source of income, what if even after giving birth, she'd still have to work there and bring him along?

Most of her fellow employees don't like it, because this is obviously no place for an infant and it might scare off the clients, but hey, what other options are there if daycare isn't affordable?

So one of the employees that isn't occupied usually has to take Goro and care for him while Mama works.

What if there's one employee in particular that unlike the majority, does not mind Mamakechi having to bring her baby along, and LOVES it?

I don't have a name for her, but this fellow worker, I dunno let's say she's unfortunately infertile so she'll gladly take any interaction with a baby she can get because she's unable to have one of her own.

Mamakechi having a baby was a dream come true for this woman, "free real estate", oh does she adore Goro.

Right when Mamakechi clocks in with Goro in her arms, this lady is right there ecstatically BEGGING Akechi-Chan to let her watch the baby. "Oh, please please please, Akechi-sama, my bff, fellow employee, goddess of beauty, wonderful mother, giver of gifts, angel of earth, etc, please let me watch the baby for you? 🥺"

Her enthusiasm is---overwhelming to say the least, but Mamakechi will take all the help she can get, plus this is the one employee that doesn't scold or roll their eyes when having to be on temporary babysitting duty, so why not?

Mamakechi meekly accepts, and before she can fully finish her sentence, Baby Enthusiast practically snatches Goro from her and into her own arms. Cheering and profusely thanking her, and bouncing in place, while smooching and smothering an understandably VERY bewildered BabyGoro with love.

Unamed Employee OC, considers herself Goro's "unofficial Godmother" and will drop EVERYTHING once she senses Goro in the building.

Yes, not "hear", "SENSES"

This woman has developed a sixth sense to detect the exact MOMENT Mamakechi steps through the door holding Goro.

Currently in the middle of having sex with a client, on top of her?

*suddenly senses Mamakechi and BabyGoro have entered the building*

"Oh, look at that, times up---"

"Bullshit, we just started, I paid for you, you don't get to tell me what to-----"

Suddenly gaining the ability of super strength, she yanks the guy out of her, and now bridal style holding him, cheerfully rambles about "Thank you for your patronage, come again, I hope you enjoyed, Master ❤️ " and yeets him out the nearest window. Calmly dusts off her hands, then RUSHES downstairs for BabyGoro.

Meanwhile on Mamakechi's side, she pauses from talking with an employee and they both look up to the ceiling, hearing running footsteps, numerous noises of crashing and things shattering, followed by employees yelling at whoever the cause was, and the cheerful voice of a particular employee and owner of the running footsteps calling out the baby's name: "GO-CHAAAAAAAAAAAN"

The door flies open, OC faceplants to the floor, but quickly recovers, completely unfazed. "WHERE'S MY UNOFFICIAL GODSON?! GIVE HIM HERE, GIMMIEGIMMIEGIMMIE!"

[tumblingdowntheway2019]

Master List Here!!

Had the most funniest dream the other night about Tears of the Kingdom. Well, it was funny to me to say the least. So I decided to turn it into a short story with some wholesomeness added in.

To be safe and save room on the timeline, I'm putting a cut here, so do proceed if you've already completed the story and have all, and I mean ALL!, The Sages.

Do excuse some bad writing, I haven't done this in a very long time so I'm rusty. Actually, I do have an idea for a more serious short fic. I'll add these to my Ao3 at some point as well. Go an account, may as well use it, right?

Anyways, if you wanna draw it out, feel free to so long as I get to see it!! Enjoy. 😂🤣

FAST FOOD RUN. (Best name I got for this. 😂🤣)

All the Sages, in physical form and Spirit form for Mineru, not Avatars were with Link at his house near Tarrey Town, just hanging out. It was after the event with Gloom Daddy Ganondorf. Mineru was there because in the Hyrule's equivalent of the afterlife, King Rauru and Queen Sonia were still worried about their adopted child, Zelda, so she didn't cross over just yet.

Zelda and Purah were away seeing if there were any effects left from her time as a dragon, or maybe even seeing if Zelda can somehow transform at will, whatever Purah is wanting to research. As well as seeing if there was anything of use salvageable left in the remains of Hyrule Castle.

Mineru stayed behind, telling tales of the New Sage's Ancestors, their ups and downs and funny moments in between. It helps them connect more to their ancestors and each other as Mineru got to hear the same from them.

That was however, until a growl was heard. Of course it came from The Hero himself. That suddenly brings up a question.

"Hey Mineru?" Link turned to the Spirit sage. "Your construct. We attach all available weapons to it, and fans and rockets for extra speed. Can wheels be attached the the feet?"

Mineru turned to her construct, more so surprised at the question than what it implies. "In all honesty, I have not considered the possibility of being able to do this." An eyebrow now raised. "Why?"

Tulin, the young Rito who spent the most time with Link over the years as he doesn't really have responsibilities yet, other than training as a Rito Warrior, stood up in excitement. "I know what your about to say!!"

This left the other sages more confused as Link and Tulin debate of the possibilities of "They could surely accept a construct on wheels as a vehicle."

"Pardon my confusion, but what on Earth are you Voe talking about?" Riju asked, leaning against a dozing Patricia. She was napping earlier as well. "Why would you possibly need a construct to have wheels? You can just build a vehicle anyway or use a horse right?"

"Well about that." Link starts as he holds out his own, now Gloom free arm. Queen Sonia and King Rauru reversed everything when we freed Zelda from her Dragon Form."

"Ah, my apologies. I forgot that the abilities that came with the arm has left you also." The Gerudo Chief sheepishly apologises, ears slightly down.

"Easy to forget." Link grins, no harm done. "The reason I asked is because the local vendors near the lookout came together to do something called 'Fast Food.'"

Now the others were confused. Tulin excitedly flew around them as he explains further.

"Yeah!! Some cooks from all around Hyrule come together and make their speciality meals that can be taken on the go. They're appearing more around, it started near Look Out Landing. Just recently, Tarrey Town opened one (1) near here!!"

"What food do they cook? Do they come with a variety of options?" King Sidon question, a thoughtful look on his face as he considers this idea.

"Anything, Baked Bass, Hearty Soup, a lot of different skewers!!" Tulin starts.

Link following suit with, "And so many gourmet meat options. " His mouth practically drooling as his stomach growls again.

"That sounds nice and all, but we can easily make that at home, goro." Yunobo counters, "And free if you catch them yourself."

Link, ever accustomed to Goron culture and knowing why his Fire Sage friend seemed unimpressed. "They also have Rock Sirrlloooiiiinnn."

"NO WAY, GORO!!" Yunobo was now standing and ready to roll out at the mere mention of the popular rock dish. "Even with rubies on top?"

"Whatever you want. Like I said, "some cooks all around Hyrule", including Death Mountain.

"Well it seems this "Take out " is what we are having tonight." Sidon, doing his signature pose and smile. "Uh, that poses the question, why must Mineru's Construct form be required?"

"Also, I can't enjoy these meals anyway, so what would be in it for me if I were to try this customisation to my Construct?" Mineru chimed in. "If you haven't noticed, I've been a spirit for the past thousands of years." She almost looked down cause of it.

Riju then asked if Mineru ever liked Fried Wild Greens, any kind of curry or even a Hylian Pizza. Yes, spice tolerance is surprisingly high so yes, and no. Pizza was not a thing in Mineru's era. Riju is now determined for her to try that and a curry of her choice since Mineru can just possess her and one (1) of the guys for this to happen. While hesitant, Mineru accepted. She always wanted to see how well Gorons can handle their spices.

*LATER.*

"I can't believe this is happening." A female voice can be heard approaching. "Why did I agree to this?"

"It certainly smoother than taking a carriage." A male voice chimed in next. "Like swimming in a river!"

"I could have just walked, all the same!"

"Aww, but then you wouldn't have known that you can add wheels to your feet." A child's voice replied. "And with this fan, we could go much faster too!!"

"That's only because you can't land when you take control. We were practically swimming in gloom. You more so if I hadn't caught you on time." The female voice scolds, though there is no hint of annoyance in it.

"Hey, we're next!!"

"Welcome to Tarrey Towns Hyrule Fast Food stand, what would you like today?" A young Zora greeted. She was immediately taken aback at what was in front of her.

There, grinning wide was the Hero of the Wild, sitting on the shoulders of a huge, humanoid shaped construct with an owl shaped head. Mask? The Small Zora doesn't quite know, but somehow she can make out the somewhat unamused look to it's expressionless form. In it's arms, the newly appointed King of the Zora, signature shining smile as he holds a piece of paper. Looking up onto the constructs shoulder, a young Rito, who's feathers practically were fluffed up in excitement, was perched.

"Well this is something you don't see everyday. Great to see you Link, Your Majesty." The Zora cook bows.

"Now there's no need for that, it's good to see you again, Marot!" The King greeted his dear friend. "I'm so happy to see that you have pursued your culinary skills at last." A shining smile accompanied his words.

"If it wasn't for Link and yourself, as wells as your fellow sages, I would not have been able to do so. For that, I thank you all!" Marot did her own version of the shining smile.

"I'm staaarrrvvvviiinnnggg!!" Tulin groans as he leans back onto Link, no risk on falling as his claws were comfortably gripped onto the construct. It didn't stop Marot from fearing it, however.

"Well luckily for you, by orders of Mr Hudson who kindly allowed us to set up here, we are happy to give you all your food for free. It's the least we can do for your brave act of heroism against the Demon King." Marot happily announced. A Hylian Chef, Goron Chef and Rito Chef all cheering in agreement just being here.

"Oh, we brought money, that would not be necessary surely." Sidon quickly tried to object, Link nodding in agreement.

Sure they may have earned it in the eyes of the people of Hyrule. However, it is their living and they are happy to pay for it, especially since it's a big order. Tulin tried to object to the older men, but it was Mineru who spoke.

"While it is kind of them to offer free food. In the long run, no matter how often it may be, it is still the people of Hyrule who is making a livelihood out of their skills." Marot is surprised that the construct itself was the source of the female voice she heard earlier. Even more surprised when the owl shaped head turned to face her and asked, "Is there any compromise that can be accepted with this Mr Hudson."

"My friends. I insist on it. Link, you helped me meet my dear Rhondson and established my beloved town. What more than the occasional free food?" The man of the hour appeared, as of speaking his very name had summoned him.

"Hudson, you already gave me land and allowed me to have my house built there." Link countered.

"And you insisted on paying for that. Had to make it discounted before you finally took it." Hudson sternly replied. No hard feeling over it was detected. "And you helped give our dear daughter, Mattison, a grand send off and kept us up to date. What more could we ask for, despite you not having to take the time out of your days to do so?"

"Lady Riju said she is making great progress in Gerudo Town. She seems to be taking after you, Hudson, as she has been helping by re-building the stalls and giving some tips and tricks to her fellow sisters." Link informed Hudson, having wanting to say before he forgot. It was intended for later but this saved him the worry of forgetting later.

"Oh, my dear daughter. I'm so glad to hear she is fitting in so well there." Hudson teared up. "Rhondson will be so pleased to hear this. This is why I insist on the free food!"

With that, the Sages and Link went to the side, as Link and Sidon negotiated some sort of deal. They won't accept the free food, Hudson wants to give them it. Sidon shows the long list, saying that this is simply too much for it to be free.

Marot was on break, she approached the construct and young Rito, some Fried Wild Greens offered to Tulin, who happily took it and began to devour it.

"Please at least eat it over there, it was hard enough to clean this." Mineru gently scolded him.

"Sorry!" Tulin was totally not that sorry, as he took the food and just leaned against her on the ground instead.

Marot looked at Mineru, who in turn looked at her with a tilt of her mechanical head.

"It's on the house. Young Tulin here helped me a while ago with retrieving some ingredients for here. That gust ability sure came in handy with the greens and fish." Marot answered the unspoken question.

Mineru seemed to be satisfied. But then, as if Marot wasn't surprised already, Mineru asked:

"May I ask, how is this Hylian Pizza made?"

*BACK AT LINK'S HOUSE.*

Zelda and Purah returned some time later. Their experiments with Zelda and seeing if she had any Dragon like powers remaining had come to little answers. However, it did come as a happy suprise that Zelda's recall ability and light powers had significantly increased due to her thousands of years slumber of sorts. It would explain how she was able to take many hits from the vastly bigger Gloom Dragon in their final battle.

The ruckus they heard was funny to them. There was Link and Sidon, recounting the tales of their great negotiating skills with Hudson as they were both eating their Salmon Risottos. Tulin and Yunobo were all ears, barely touching there fish and mushroom skewer and Rock Sirloin, listening to how the Zora King battled for the Fifty percent (50%) off option.

Riju was off to the side, comforting the poor spirit of Mineru as she had undermined the Gorons ability to eat such a spicy feast. Let alone it being made of rock. Patricia was actually the first to greet The Princess and Researcher.

"Ah, Princess Zelda, welcome back. Were you able to progress in your research today?" Riju welcomes without looking. Having grown up with Patricia at her side, she had learned to understand what the sand seal's action interpret and to who. And hearing that Purah had, indeed, brought some splash fruit and hydromelons to her. Cause cute Sand Seal equals lots of pets.

"Oh uh, unfortunately the only thing we learned is my control of Recall had taken on a wider ranged. So some of the castles library was successfully repaired." Zelda quickly replied, embarrassed to admit that she was ecstatic that the seal had gave her her full attention and successfully beating Purah to it first with the Hydromelons.

"Princess, that is not unfortunate. That is a great deal of progress. Considering that the castle has been in this sad state of disrepair for over one hundred (100) years. Why, even Sonia was unable to go that far back. She would be very proud of you." Mineru gently assured, having turned from serious researcher herself to a gentle older sister/aunt figure. It worked to cheer Zelda up a good bit.

"What's going on in here anyway? What's this about having a deal in this food?" Purah asks, as she tried to bribe Patricia to come over to her, earning her a snort in return.

"Just Link and Sidon retelling the story of how they were able to negotiate on having this food for free so long as it's half off on their future meals." Riju answered, speech somewhat off as she takes another sip of Milk. "Hudson wanted us to have it for free, they wanted to pay. They settled on that. Typical Voe."

"Are you and Mineru ok? I've never seen you two (2) act like that before." Zelda asks in concern.

Riju stares her dead in the eyes as she answered with, "That Rock Sirloin, I really underestimated how spicy it can be!!"

"Oh come on guys, it's not that spicy!!" The Goron called over. "You just don't have as high a tolerance as you think, goro!"

"It nearly sent me to meet my ancestor, Mineru close behind. AND SHE WAS POSSESSING YOU!!" Riju argued.

"I did have the pleasure of seeing how this Hylian Pizza was made. I must say, I am excited to try it....if my tastes buds are able to recover in my spirit form." Mineru muses.

"COWARDS!!" Yunobo and Link yelled at in sync. Tulin in a laughing heap and Sidon taking another bite of his Risotto, trying to politely not laugh, unsuccessfully.

"Well now you have to try it. It's simply delicious!" Zelda exclaimed.

Worries and tiredness were washed away as Zelda and Purah excitedly told Mineru (who in turn was thanking Riju for allowing her this opportunity) of all the different topping that can be had on the pizza she is now enjoying. But for the love of Hylia, no Pineapples!!

[bitchyhideoutnerd]

so....um...i made this

kind of explicit??? not sex but Joker fawning over akechi boba. i dont have a reason why i like the "trans boy coming out" trope or "secret omega" tropes but maybe its because i want the angy boy in the relationship to be impregnated

"A-are you sure about this, leader?" A voice calls out from the bathroom stall. Joker quickly snaps out of his fantasies, and calls back, "Yeah, it's fine. If Futaba could do it, so can you!"

"B-but...." the voice trails off, followed by a nervous swallow, "I can't wear the swim suit you gave me."

Akira replied with a nonchalant tone, "What do you mean? We got the right size, I'm sure of it."

"I-It's not that. Didn't you think my hip measurements were strange for a man?" His voice floats out. Now that Joker thought about it, his hip measurements WERE much more than usual, but he had dismissed it.

But the notions of that......

Joker's eyes widened, hazy with lust.

"Give me a moment, I'll get Ann. She'll definitely have an extra swimsuit." Akira unsteadily scrambled to find Ann.

"Goro's hips don't fit-oh, I see. Sure, I can help him. Poor Goro, keeping that big of a secret." Ann nodded sympathetically and ran off to his bathroom stall.

"Goro! You in there?" Ann called.

"Ann? Thank goodness. I thought I'd be stuck here forever." The relief in Akechi's voice was audible.

Once the bikini was tossed over the stall door, Goro called.

"I-If you don't mind, could you help me tie the strings? I...don't usually wear this kind of thing, as you can probably guess." Ann could imagine the embarrassment tinge his cheeks.

"No problem!" she chirped, and Goro opened the door and half tumbled out.

"Sorry, I was so eager to get out of that cramped space." He apologises smoothly. Immediately Ann spots the awkward way he holds the bra to his chest.

"Oh, let me help you with that."

She gently tied the strings while quietly whispering affirmations to him. Ann knew that Goro would be very self-conscious. Presenting yourself as a girl after years being a boy was nerve-wracking enough.

When Ann finished tying the knots behind his back with a flourish, she turned him around and held back a gasp of surprise.

Oh, Akira's SO gonna love this.

Ann allowed Goro to cower behind her figure while she jogged down to the others. "Guys! Please don't make fun of Goro when you see him."

"See what?" Ryuji inquired. Then fell speechless when Goro emerged from behind Ann's shadow.

Ryuji turned a bright shade of red and Haru giggled as well.

Goro's stomach was really TONED, toner than even Akira, who had been traversing the Metaverse for so long. And his thighs... smooth and perfect.

But the most sinfully beautiful aspect of him were Goro's breasts. They were honestly larger than Akira had ever witnessed before, and he was friends with Ann.

Speaking of her, Ann was giggling happily over the Thieves' reaction to his...fit.

Makoto was staring at Goro, with a hint of jealousy which was quelled as soon as Haru gazed at Makoto. Lovesick idiots.

Obviously, Yusuke was muttering about using him for a model. Ryuji was a tomato red and Futaba was teasing him about it.

Sumire gushed over Goro's toned thighs and body, rambling about how she should pick up his training habits.

Sophia observed him with a curious eye, and put out a hand to touch Goro's breasts before he yelped and jumped back. Zenkichi watched with a slightly concerned look in his eyes.

And Joker....Joker was dreaming.

Of Akechi he meant.

[camebackwrong-tournament]

ROUND TWO CBW BRACKET!

unfunny commentary down below!

aaaaand welcome to the official announcement of the winners for the first round of the came back wrong showdown! i'm your host, the admin, and i'm here to announce the wins and the overall results of the poll so far!

following much debate about whether or not dokja came back wrong or he came back the same because he was Always wrong, jason todd takes the first lead with a very funny margin! congratulations to everyone who voted jason!

now, our next poll caused quite the stir everywhere, we've seen decent amounts of propaganda from both sides of rosamund and buffy supporters — but in the end, buffy came out victorious alongside the loud cheers and shouts of over a thousand votes in the whole poll!

and in a shocking turn of events, william wisp, the character with the second most submissions, fails to take the win against sydney sargent of camp here and there. that aside, we've heard that both franchises often land against each other in poll brackets, perhaps it's fate after all~

next up we have the character the host is totally not rooting for, mitsuba sousuke against leif from bug tales! [you know. as a person who has seen a bit of both franchises— Personal commentary is not allowed! Please disclose such information somewhere else, host!] anyway, with lots of propaganda from both sides, mitsuba comes out with the win for this one with 61.1% from an overall 627 votes!

now, here are two characters we've been told are the exact same person with only very minor differences. while we can swear putting them against one another was unintentional, shadow lands the funny number win against the macaque! congratulations!

and here is yet another stirring poll, with akane kurashiki and owen harper at each other's tails for supposedly the first few hours, akane steals the crown with a fair margin of 63.3% ! we congratulate all her supporters and wish owen luck in a possible reanimation round!

okay, we'll be honest. this one was... interesting. while link took an unfortunate loss against the prehistoric fauna, it's nice to see a margin that's closer than our usual. someone's already said it but they should really make link vs dinosaurs into the next game. anyway, congratulations, dinosaur truthers!

and here we have another funny little thing. frankenstein's monster, we repeat, the monster folks, wins against tsukasa yugi by a large ratio. while that in itself is hilarious, for those familiar with jshk as well as tsukasa's ties with mitsuba, who got a win, it's a bit funnier. or maybe that's just me

the following poll felt a bit quieter when it came to propaganda, but the results have come to light and gideon nav was pronounced the winner in round one! we wish everyone who voted well and for those who voted celica, i'd keep my eyes open for a possible reanimation round!

and again! with a small margin apart and an incredible amount of support, the battle between hikaru and rolan was neck in neck for quite some time (or so i'm told) — but following the polls' closing, hikaru emerges triumphant!

here we go with another 61/39 poll result! caleb wittebane of the owl house comes out on top in the poll overall, winning against suzie costello of torchwood from 657 votes!

im sorry for pointing out the funny number repeatedly, this is what it feels like to be inside my brain. anyway, with a 69.7% ratio, mollymauk tealeaf of critical role takes home the crown for the round against jack kennedy who i definitely did not mistake for the US president. congrats!

oh my~ the next poll yielded some outstanding results, with trisha elric emerging successfully against goro akechi! there's been calls for revival as well as claims on whether or not trisha qualifies, but the host maintains, congratulations and good luck to all 721 participating voters!

happy easter sunday to jennifer check and jennifer check specifically for winning against jesus christ on holy week in the died and came back wrong poll. are we going to have to explain this during the rapture though. christ alive (well. maybe not so much)

and here we have yet another win from a hedgehog! sorry. sonic is victorious against wei wuxian, even after much banter regarding when and how sonic died in the franchise. i swear i will remember to check the submissions later. anyway, congrats!

and on our last poll is danny the teenage ghost against kite the ... yeah. danny comes out with a win by 67%, though there still remains some argument on how danny's "death" actually works — his win is the real deal, so congratulations everyone!

and that concludes this segment, we hope you enjoyed because i literally made a bracket so i had an excuse to do things like these.

[portgasddom]

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Atsumi Miya - Third times the charm twin

Born - October 5, 1995

Was the reason the boys started playing volleyball. Remains undefeated against Atsumu. Loves eating with Osamu. Doesn’t plan to pursue Volleyball after graduation. Loves studying and reading. Is also the reason the boys started calling everyone scrubs. lol Also started dating the prestige Bokuto much to the brothers dismay.

This is just a preview not an actual chapter. I’m starting this story soon. ☺️ Just wanted to get the baby of the Miya’s introduction out in the open already.

Enjoy! 💛

@3njeru

Here she was again. Her second year with her team. Her last year with her Captain Etsuko Goro before she graduates. Atsumi Miya felt alive. Inarzaki’s students were cheering loudly… Louder than every other school as a matter of fact. Her heart was beating fast and her palms were sweaty. She wasn’t nervous, don't get her wrong.. She was excited! She was going to be on the same court her brothers will be playing on. She was going to take her team to the finals.

When her team got called to go to the court she was one of the last to come out. The hall felt longer than it normally did but it was all worth it in the end, the second she stepped foot through those doors the cheers increased. The drums the school hit matched her beating heart. Her smile lit up the stadium. Atsumi put a hand over her number.. #9.

Two less than her older brother Osamu who sported #11 and two more than her other eldest brother Atsumu who wore #7. She was right in the middle of her two most favorite people. She stood with her team as they were sending words of encouragement and started getting ready to go out. Atsumi looked around and right at the corner of the court where coaches and other team players stood were her two big brothers. Osamu held up a sign with #9 on it while Atsumu started yelling as soon as they got her attention.

“Oiiiii ya better win ya scrub or you can’t come home!” Atsumi laughed until tears started forming in her eyes.

“Remember that time I said I thought ya were cool? I lied ‘Tsumu.” Atsumu gasped and it was Osamu’s turn to laugh. “Pffft.”

“Let’s gooo girls.” Etsuko shouted. “In formation.”

“Wish me luck Brothers!” Atsumi waved while getting in her position. “I want to go home after all.”

Her eyes went feral. She has been waiting for this. She was ready. As soon as the ref blew the whistle the battle began. Atsumi prided herself on being an all rounder. She wanted to follow in her brother’s footsteps at being a setter and a wing spiker. What better way than to learn all the positions. It became a great asset for the girls teams and it showed. Inarizaki was in the lead.

Atsumi’s lungs burned, her arms were stinging and her legs were aching but gosh did she feel so alive! Her smile did not falter once throughout the game.

“Sumi!!!! Let’s Go Sumi!!” The crowd cheered. Atsumi closed her eyes and basked in the cheers. They were already in their second set with a lead again. It was almost over and disappointment started seeping in her bones.

“Hey! Hey! Hey! Lets Go Baby!! Give it your all!” Bokuto shouted from the stands while cheering for her. There he was. Her third most favorite person. Her boyfriend Kotaro Bokuto.

“Ehhhh what are ya doing here ya scrub. Don’t ya got somewhere else to be?” Atsumu yelled courtside at him. Osamu was quiet but glared over his shoulder and his sister’s boyfriend.

Bokuto smiled. “I am here cheering on my girl.” Akaashi facepalmed.

Atsumi giggled while receiving the balls. Although she was concentrating on the game, hearing her brothers argue with her boyfriend gave her so much enjoyment. Before she knew it the ref blew the final whistle and the Inarizaki side started celebrating. She closed her eyes again and listened to everything around her. Atsumi really wished she could have this moment for life.

[sorserah]

Chapter 9: Search and Destroy

Outsider No More | Goro Takemura & Female V/OC

And then he understands, clearly understands what she had been feeling, trying to tell him. And he now realizes too, he does not want to lose her either. 

An interpretation of how a romance between Takemura and Corpo Female V could have been. Changing between Vs and Takemuras POV. Mostly following the main story of the game, adding bits and pieces here and there for a little bit more depth. So spoilers ahead.

18+, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Romance, Panic Attacks, Death, Blood and Injury, Corpo V (Cyberpunk 2077, Takemuras POV, Vs pov, Alcohol, Sexual Tension, Flirting, Denial of Feelings, Internal Conflict, they are both idiots, Guilt, Overthinking, Smut, Sex, Romantic, Gestures

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28434627/chapters/70742016#workskin

„We have arrived at your desired location.“ Delamain announces as they drive onto an empty parking spot in front of the abandoned apartment block. I still can’t believe you are actually going to see him, after everything he pulled off. We can be happy we made it out alive just a few minutes ago. I know Johnny, V leans her head back into the seat. I wish I wouldn’t have to, you know. V swings open the back door, gets out and they make their way towards the apartment. You could, you are just too weak. Unfortunately, I can’t make you do anything - yet - but please keep him on a short leash this time. Because I still don’t fucking trust him.

He appears in front of her as she climbs up the last set of stairs. V, for our own sake, we check on him and then delta the fuck outta here before Arasaka finds us. It’s just a matter of time now. We find another way, I promise. You are right, fine, guess that would be best, but… No V! No buts, you lost your damn mind and we both know exactly why. She shoves him aside. Again he blocks her way, his voice furious. You know what, you really are pathetic. He pushes you away twice, fucks up our whole mission and you still want to risk your own life for him. Run to him like a well-trained dog, just like he is, except not for you but for Arasaka. Get this into your fucking head V.

V stops in front of number three-zero-three, Johnnys words hurt her, not because they are particularly meaner than normal, but because she could feel a little truth to them. She turns to Johnny again. Okay, we make a deal alright. Last chance for him. I talk to him about the mission, Hanako, what’s next, et cetera, and about whatever is between us. No straight answer and I will be gone. Guess that’s all I can hope for anyways and he vanishes. Facing the door she lifts up her fist, hesitating, suddenly shaking a bit of nervousness. She knocks four times.

Takemura opens the door pulls her close to him and closes the door again in one swift movement. He presses her into his chest, one hand on her back, the other occupied with his rifle. „Are you okay?“ He asks as he shoves her a few inches in front of her, still very close. His hand wandering from her back, over her hand and up her arm, softly stroking her shoulders and neck, stopping at her cheek, gently stroking his thumb over it while searching every spot of her face with his eyes. She hadn't expected this sudden tenderness at all, she utters confused „Yea.“

„I feared they had caught you.“ She grabs his hand, pulling it away from her face. Though grabbing it tightly the study metal resisting against her grip. „Goro, you know how feared I was, I am?!“ Her voice an angry whisper, sharpening with every word „Gonna tell me what the fuck you were thinking?! Hanako is the most wanted person in the world, every Arasaka soldier is on our trail.“ He is still looking at her intensely, his voice likewise muted „I am aware. That is why we should not waste any time.“

Takemura moves sideways and nods into the direction of a table, where someone is sitting already. Startled, she finally lets go of his hand. „I offered her some tea…“ V can’t help but laugh „You kidnap Hanako Arasaka and offer her a cup of fuckin’ tea?!“ She could see a slight grin on his face „It was your idea.“ „Oh no, this wasn’t my idea. I made a joke. I will not take any responsibility for your actions here Goro.“ He looks down, pawing the ground „I would never expect this from you. And she…respectfully declined.“ V sighs, „Okay, just let’s get this over with.“ Both serious again „Tell her the truth about Yorinobu, no embellishment. And state your terms clearly. Perhaps she will listen.“

„Hanako, I am sorry we have to speak under these circumstances.“ „This is the second time I have heard this today.“ V sits down at the table towards Hanako, Takemura remains next to Hanako and starts talking to her in Japanese „Hanako-sama. This is the woman I spoke of. Please, listen on what she has to say.“ V looks straight at her, she on the other hand avoids her eyes „Hanako. I was there when it happened. It was Yorinobu. He…he had an argument with your father, said he had enough and then strangled him. I saw it with my own eyes.“ Hanako looks at V, her face full of disgust and arrogance. „You must be mad to think I will listen to such nonsense. Who are you to think you can talk to me this way?!“

V rolls her eyes, she had seen enough of her kind in the Corpo world, people like her don’t change. They are the same type. Let them hear what they want to hear, offer them something they can use for themselves and they are yours - well and you're theirs - if you keep the bargain. V leans forward both elbows on the table. „Look. I know it’s a lot to take in, let alone believe. I also know you are an honorable person, worthy of trust. And that’s why I wanna make you an offer.“ Finally, Hanako looks at V „You? Make me an offer?“ „Exactly. The Relic your brother tried to hawk off to NetWatch is in my head. Right now. Took a bullet to the brain, but the tech on the biochip saved me. Now, it’s slowly killing me.“ V quickly glances over at Takemura, he was looking at his hands. „One of you personality constructs, engrams, is overwriting my psyche. Gotta stop the process before it’s too late. I know you got the means to help me. And this first case sure will be interesting for Arasaka as well.“

Right after V finishes her sentence Takemura makes a few steps towards Hanako, a touch of desperation in his voice „Hanako-sama!“, while he is talking he was unable to keep his eyes off V, „V is living proof of the terrible crime your brother committed. We can confirm every word she speaks if only you will help her with the Relic. It is a matter of life and death.“ As Hanako doesn’t answer he turns his eyes away from V and toward her. „Hanako-sama?“ She looks down again, still not answering.

A clanking sound could be heard from the hallway. Out of reflex, V and Takemura both grab their weapons. He faces her, whispering again „Did you hear that?“ She nods „Can you check?“ He asks her and she thinks she sees a deeply worried expression on his face again for a short time. Wordlessly she stands up, tightens her weapon holster, reloads her weapon, and silently walks over to the door, „I got a bad feeling about this.“ She places one ear at the door, nothing. Carefully she opens it a gap, nothing. The door creaks a bit as she opens it even wider and looks into the hallway.

„No, not now!“ Although she could not see anything in front of her, the next moment she is crouching on the floor. At Takemura's outcry and the accompanying machine-gun sounds, her body had reacted automatically. He is still at the table, shielding Hanako. The next moment, however, she is blinded by a grenade and could no longer see anything and shortly after the ground beneath her feet collapses and she falls into the darkness.

V, wake up! Johnnys face appears over hers. Last chance to get the fuck outta here! V needs a while to orient herself. „No, Goro. Can’t leave him back there!“ Forget him, guy’s toast! Less’ you wanna wind up like him! The sensation of a fist hitting her in the stomach at full tilt, no, it couldn't be. Stumbling slightly, she frees herself from the concrete remains of the former floor. He can’t be dead. Again she pulls out her gun and makes her way into the hallway, her heart racing, eyes watering from the dust in the air and the possibility of her next loss.

V sneaks past some Arasaka soldiers to the closest stairwell. The fuck you doin’? You lost it?! He’s beyond any sort of help! I wanna see this for myself! She climbs up the stairs, taking her shotgun and shoots her way recklessly to the following floor and the room, not listing to the voice in her head telling her to turn around. Around another corner and she could hear others regardless of her own gunshots. Encouraged by this, she jumps over the collapsed ceiling back into the room where they were sitting earlier and eliminates two more soldiers.

She glances around the room. Nothing, her breath became heavy, she feels a lump in her throat, more tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. Behind her, she hears the reloading of a gun. She quickly turns around and points hers at the suspect. Takemura had emerged from his cover aiming at her. „V! You are alive?!“ His voice full of pain, breathless. „You should not have returned! You will die here with me!“ V lowers her gun, still looking at him. She doesn’t care that her eyes were burning from the dust and concrete and that they watered to protect themselves and out of relief to see him standing here. „Then so be it.“

He walks a few steps towards her, his eyebrows raised, an expression on his face she hadn’t seen before. „V…I…“ „There is no time, thank me later. We need to find a way out now - fast!“ „There are empty rooms to the right. It’s our only chance!“ They creep through the dark rooms, lit only by flare cartridges until they reach the exit which is blocked by several soldiers. The soldiers discover them first, an exchange of fire inevitable. Takemura steps in front of V, shielding her and starts shooting first.

Ultimately, only V and Takemura are left standing. Breathlessly she asks „You hurt?“ Takemura is crouching on the ground „I do not think so, you?“ She shakes her head. Though when they walk out of the door she collapses, her sight glitching, head nearly exploding. No, not again. Around them they could hear drones and helicopters. „V, we have to keep going!“ She is shaking, twitching, unable to get control over her body. The world is spinning. „I…I can’t.“ Two strong hands lift her up, carrying her way.

„The cab!“ she mumbles and was grateful to have chosen it today. It would blend perfectly into the traffic. „Bring us out of the city!“ Takemura demanded as he lays V down softly onto the backseat, leaning over her once again. Her vision stabiles again. „Now approaching ‚Badlands‘, please provide a more informative location as soon as possible.“ The cab starts to drive forward slowly. She looks up at Takemura „Feels like a déjà vu. Can you help me up?“ Takemura nods and helps her to sit up straight, he places himself next to her.

As they start to maneuver through the traffic, V connects her personal link to the cab „I have an idea where we should be safer than…“ interrupted by gunshots she was just able to enter the coordinates. Takemura had already leaned out the window and started shooting down the drones. V mimics him shortly after.

Together, they manage to lose the drones just as they entered the Badlands. Panting, V gets rid of her jacket, checking first her arms, chest and then legs for wounds. Unbelievably, she is unharmed. She looks over at Takemura „You injured?“ He shakes his head without checking. „You?“ „No.“ As she was done reloading her weapons in her holster he is still staring at her. „Thank you V. You saved my life.“ She snorts „Guess we are even.“ But there wasn’t a sign of a grin on his face.

„The last twenty-four hours…I thought you died, twice.“ His voice hoarse „I understood at the parade what you had told me on the roof…when Oda attacked you. I still understand it now and I regret not understanding it earlier.“ He takes her hand tenderly. „V, I do not want to lose you either.“ Her heart skips a beat. Takemura pulls her towards him. She slips onto his lap and supports herself on his shoulders, looking him in the eyes. They were full of worry, yet full of relief. Both of his hands wander to her jaw, pulling her in for a kiss. Kissing her even hungrier, needier than back in the elevator, tongues more wildly caressing. She moves both hands to the cool metal of his neck while he lets his one slide into her hair, pulling her even closer into the kiss.

When V takes a small break she hears a husky moan slip away from him, she returns the kiss more demanding before pulling away. „So, this okay now?“ She whispers hoarsely. He answers in his mother tongue, her cybernetics providing translations. „はい、今まで以上にあなたが欲しいです Yes. I want you. Now.“ His eyes pitch black, just the small white ring around them indicating where his pupils are moving. His mouth slightly opened, they scan her face, her eyes, cheekbones, lingering on her lips. She grins daring, as her hands stroke over his shoulders to his neck and the collar of his shirt, hastily unbuttoning it. Takemura leans his head back, skims over her back to her hips and makes her slide down further into his crotch. She had to inhale sharply, could already feel his erection. She continues to unbutton his shirt now even faster, removing it and revealing a t-shirt underneath.

Just as she was about to rip the shirt off, Delamain interrupts them both. „We have arrived at the desired location.“ V opens the door to get out, almost falling to the ground while climbing off Takemuras lap. Panam was already running at her. „V, what the fuck are you doing here?!“ „Sorry, we need supplies, maybe firepower. We are on the way to the small house where we hid with Saul. Hopefully, Arasaka won’t find us there and we can lie low for a bit.“ „Arasaka? V what you have done now?“ V raises her eyebrows in confusion „Wait, what are you talking about then?“ „I am talking about this.“ And Panam points to Vs back. And when she turns around she understood what Panam meant. A mile-high wave of red sand was crawling straight their way, swallowing cacti and cars. Even bigger than the one a few days ago. „Oh fuck me, do you have any supplies you can spare at hand? We need to go, I will explain everything later!“

Wordlessly, V throws the bag of supplies onto the backseat, before quickly slamming the door, hopping on the driver's seat, and hitting the gas. On the soft ground, the tires spin, but soon they had picked up speed again. Takemura leans forward, through the seat. His hand clenched to his side. „V, I have never seen such an impressive sandstorm before. We need to find a shelter. “ „I know, we will be there soon. Can you open up the seat in the middle, grabbing the bag from the trunk?“ „What is in it?“ „A blanket, whisky and bandages, toothbrush, fresh underwear, a spare shirt, some water, additional ammo…Stuff I need when I am on the road for a while. Always take it with me, just in case.“

Suddenly V loses grip of the wheel for a second and the car drifts off a bit as the wall of sand hits them „Fuck.“. They couldn’t see anything now, neither inside nor outside. „Night-mode activated.“ Delamain announces as the side and ceiling LEDs start lighting up. „Shit, I will have to follow the small map and hope we don’t hit the cabin or maybe better if we do.“ V presses a button and a larger screen with a local map appears. She wields it to the back. „Goro, can you check for anything that looks like a building on here?“ „To our left is a small square, that it?“ „Maybe, I hope so. Don’t know how long Delamain’s gonna last in this storm.“ „Approximately 10 more minutes before a critical condition of the filters will be reached.“ „Thanks, Del.“

„A little more to the right than we should be there.“ Takemura alludes, „Good.“ V interrupts him quickly. They wouldn’t have much time. „‘Soon as we are there, you take the bags and go inside immediately, shut the door fast. I will check on the generator and make sure it’s running.“ „No V, let me do this.“ He answers, insisting. „No, Goro. I appreciate your well-meant suggestion, but only I know where the switch is…After I am done we have to barricade the door somehow, so neither Arasaka nor this storm can enter.“ „Understood, be careful V and hurry please.“

At least this plan is going smoothly. She leans against the door while Takemura pushes the nearby dresser against it. They also find a roll of duct tape which they used to tape up a few of the cracks. It would be a miracle if Arasaka would find them here in the next hours while the storm rages.

The heater was already running, immersing the entire room in orange-red light. "Not much, but better than nothing." V wipes her face with her arm, sits down on the dresser and takes a sip of water. In the meantime, Takemura insisted to search the few rooms again to make sure that everything is safe. „And? Everything still safe this time?“ Slightly angry she hears him in the bedroom answering „Do not mock me V, one can never be certain enough.“

Eventually, Takemura walks out of the bedroom, advancing with great strides towards her. He reaches her, slides his right hand over her cheek into her hair and pulls her into a fierce kiss. V moans at the suddenness, dropping her water bottle. His hands wander to her lower back, drawing her body closer. She could feel heat building up where they both meet. She reaches down to the end of his t-shirt and slides it over his head, tossing it aside. They hardly notice the fierce wind that strikes the hut.

Finally, she was able to slide her hands over his abs to his shoulders, could feel she makes his flesh crawl. V takes her time taking the view all in. He follows every movement she makes, pupils widened. Carefully she strokes over his augmentations and all the way back to his belt, sliding two fingers under it. As he leans in to kiss her again she grabs his jaw forcefully, stopping his motion. Then, guiding him backwards to the couch until his back of the knee hits it and makes him drop onto it.

Takemura grabs her again with more strength this time, pulling her in his lap, kissing her. She slides her hands over his back, but feels something wet on her hands. She pushes him away and looks at them - dark red blood. „Fuck Goro, this yours?“ he looks at her in confusion. She slips next to him and checks his back. There was a bullet hole near his shoulder blade. No exit wound. Shit. „I do not feel anything V, what is it?“ „You won’t like this. I...“ he reaches for his back and she guides his hand to the injury. „Ah I see. You need to get the bullet out for me. I should not be deep, the endoskeleton on my shoulder blades should have prevented a deeper intrusion.“

V quickly grabs the whisky, bandages and looks for something to grab the bullet. After searching the kitchen drawers she finds a tong. After disinfecting it and Takemura had emptied half the whisky bottle she sits behind him. „Ready?“ She had never done something like this before „Yes. We should get this done quickly. The adrenaline will soon start to vanish.“ Okay she can do this. The best way to start would be, uhm, maybe… „V?“ Takemura turns around. „One second.“ She grabs the whisky and slugs down a good amount before handing it back to him. „I have never done this before. How should I start?“

Takemura guides her through the whole process. Meanwhile, the wind was still howling against the door. Lastly the bullet was out of his body, the wound disinfected, well bandaged, the whisky empty. „We should wash the blood off.“ V was still a little paralyzed by the fact that she had just performed surgery on him. „Yea sure. Just gimme a sec.“ He was already under the shower when she managed to get up and search her bag. She grabs a towel, an oversized clean shirt, since hers was drenched in blood, too, and underwear. Now she was standing awkwardly in front of the bathroom, waiting for Takemura to finish showering. She hears him stepping out of the shower „I uh, I have a clean towel.“ She holds it up in front of the doorframe.

She didn't know exactly why she wasn't just going in - after all, she had been sitting on his lap minutes earlier and had quite different things planned to do with him. But she had lost all her courage in the surgery it seems. He accepted it gratefully and when V also steps out of the bathroom freshly showered, Takemura is already sitting on a mattress he had moved over, half-covered with a blanket in front of the stove. On the ground two beer bottles, a few bags of chips and protein bars. V sits down next to him, slips under the covers too, grabbing two bottles and hands one to him.

„Fuck Goro, these last weeks. I…Every week I think ‘nothing can top this day, for sure’ and somehow it gets topped. Every. Fucking. Day.“ They both look at each other and start laughing out loud. All the tension and adrenaline of the last few hours finally and slowly falls off of them. At last, V wipes her eyes from the tears of laughter before Takemura is the first to start talking again. „You should come to Japan. It is a lot quieter. I think it would do you good. A little rest and vacation is exactly what you deserve right now.“

She shoves away the thought about the biochip „That would actually be pretty nice.“ And simply smiles at him, but wasn’t able to make it look convincing. They finish the beers in silence. The wind had become even stronger in the last hour. They could almost hear how every single grain of sand scraped into the wood. A miracle that the hut held at all. When she leaned sideways she noticed how her vision lagged a little behind. „So how’s your back?“ „It hardly hurts. Even if I have to admit that this is probably largely due to the alcohol.“ „Let me check.“

Takemura slightly turns and V gently strokes over his back. „Looks good. Still clean, the bleeding must have stopped.“ She continues to travel with her fingers upward to his neck and cheek. He turns to her. They were so close again that she could see every detail of his eyes, in which she could lose herself so incredibly easily. Once again they end up kissing, but this time slower, calmer, taking their time. One of his hands resting on her back, the other on her thigh. She could taste the beer on his lips.

V lets her hands wander down his abs down to his crotch. He moans, lips parted, not once looking away from her, his eyelids heavy as V gets up. Standing in front of him she crosses her arms over her head, removing her shirt. Then stepping out of her panties. Standing In front of him, completely naked and he takes it all in.

Takemura reaches forward, pushing the blanket away, pulling her onto his lap. She could feel him growing harder. Like V before, he slides his fingers over her stomach, over her breasts and collarbone to her jaw. She takes his hand, placing his thumb between her teeth, closing her lips around it, driving deeper into his lap. „ファック…“ he hisses before pulling her in again, laying kisses onto her shoulder and neck. She could feel his beard scratching, sending tingles over her soft skin, before finding her mouth again. With each kiss, her chest tingles more intensely, her breathing faster, heart racing.

They pause, their lips barely touching, breathing in each other's air. Takemura tries to move her gently onto the mattress, but groans in pain. „Goro, we can stop.“ „No. I don’t know what will happen after tomorrow. If we both make it out of this.“ He brushes a few strands out of her face, cupping her cheek „I wish we would have more time.“ „Me too.“ She wraps both arms around him and kisses him deeply.

She lifts herself up so he was able to remove his pants. He places kisses on her chest and neck again. V searches Takemuras gaze and finds it, before letting herself slide onto his length, starting to move her hips slowly. They both groan at the sensation. At that moment, for the first time in weeks, V thought of nothing at all. She was completely immersed in this moment, she didn't care about her future any longer. Only him and her, that’s what matters. She takes a small break, keeping her hips completely still, leaning down to kiss him, before continuing with her movements, faster than before.

She uses to couch to support herself, thrusting down harder with every movement. She could feel his hand around her throat, pressing it softly as his breath quickens too. Every now and then their gazes meet before his eyes turn to her body that moves rhythmically up and down. V finds a steady rhythm, moving her hips quicker, digging her fingers into his shoulders. He grabs her hips, pulling her down harder. Moans are now escaping them with increasing frequency, high pitched mixed with low groans blend with the harsh wind of the storm.

Takemura slips his hand between her legs assisting her to reach climax. „Fuck“ she cries out, as she notices a tingling sensation moving from the place where he touches her upward through her entire body. He puts his knees up so she can lean back while he continues to massage her. „Goro, I…Fuck.“ she lets her head fall into her back as her vision fades to black, the tingling sensation dissolving into pleasure. After a few seconds, her breathing calmed down and her vision was clear again.

V pulls him close, kissing him hard. Takemura groans as he grabs her hair tightly and she starts to move her hips again. His groans become louder with each thrust. His eyelids heavy, glancing at her one last time before his eyes close and he inhales sharply. „ファック、V.“ He buries his face in her chest, inside her she feels a pulsing sensation, before he leans back slowly, his eyes still closed.

Freshly showered they are lying next to each other, snacking on some chips. The storm still raging outside. „How is your back?“ V asks. „The pain is back now. But I feel a lot better. Even the food doesn’t taste as bad as normal.“ He smiles at her. A few minutes pass, they finish up eating. She slips next to him under his covers, resting her head on his chest. He gently strokes her back. „I wish this storm would never end.“ She admits quietly, Takemura deeply sighs „A part of me wishes this too.“

[tiny-tokunaga]

Tag Time!

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[yusuke-of-valla]

I guess my biggest hot take regarding Goro’s death in Vanilla is that like. It’s fine? Not good, not bad not whatever?

Goro is a selfish character! He killed people and went along with Shido’s plan because he personally wanted the satisfaction of bringing Shido down when Shido was at his highest. Otherwise he’d probably be more into working with the Phantom Thieves. It’s not about taking Shido down it’s about what Goro wants in his dramatic little fantasy that he came up with when he was 13. That’s why the plan looks stupid to someone on the outside it’s much more about the personal satisfaction Goro gets than any sort of calculated logic and contrasts the way he presents himself as a cool rational detective.

So having him both give up being the one to take down Shido and sacrificing himself for the PT does work as a point of growth

Did they have to kill him? Eh probably not but I don’t automatically think it would have been better if they didn’t. I think maybe you could have seen him grow past his fixation on Joker and open up to forming bonds but no one who really pushes this ‘Atlus hates Akechi and killing him in the engine room is the worst possible thing they could have done’ thing really seem to care about him getting over his fixation on Joker and forming other bonds so

But it is worth noting they wrote it ambiguously enough that if he proved popular enough to be worth bringing back for a follow up they could have, and did.

It seems to me like it’s a pretty clear case of “if he’s popular enough will bring him back” and then the man got a whole bunch of extra scenes in the anime and also the manga, is in most of the spin-off games except Strikers (because, remeber X is a gacha game that will presumably be somewhat ongoing so we’ll discount Goro being summonable when the game reaches EOS)

Really the annoying thing is Atlus has realized he’s a cash cow so has now refused to commit to anything with him, which is how we get Royal yo-yoing on the “is he alive and if yes was he there for third semester or was that just a Maruki thing because HE seemed to think he was dead” and then they just throw him in as dlc all the time, so we’ve gone from a meh end to the arc to NO end

(Or the end being gated off in dlc on a spin-off game which is also shitty!)

[mrssimply]

I wouldn’t miss an opportunity to give you a prompt!

Because I miss them:

UWMA JxKerxV spending their Christmas Eve together

(NSFW is fine obviously)

Dear friend, I'm so happy to be able to offer a vision of their lives one year after the end of the adventure. It was an adventure for them, but it was also one for us, and I'm really overjoyed about celebrating it so close to Christmas!

Writing this felt like meeting an old friend, and I'm very thankful you made this happen cause I wouldn't have otherwise! Si thank you so much, for your prompt, and for everything else!

I have to say the mood stayed cute and tender this time for them. I let them have their intimacy off screen ;)

23th: Home

V steps out of the elevator, followed by Rogue and her guest of honor, Michiko Arasaka. He resolutely faced the door as they made their way down, because looking at them exchanging heated glaces makes him very uncomfortable. V can’t even complain: Rogue withstood a lot of elevator rides with him, Johnny and Kerry, and the young King of the Afterlife knows they're actually worse. Michiko, at least, has poise, whereas Johnny and Kerry have none.

He’s still relieved when the doors open and he can walk to the other end of the corridor. The panels blocking the entrance slowly slide open, and as they do, heavy chrome rock fills the air. Glancing back with a grin, V catches Michiko Arasaka’s amused expression. Rogue gestures at her to follow V, and he leads the way into the bunker.

Designed to withstand a nuclear attack and house most of the Afterlife’s affiliated members for months, the round theater-like room has been temporarily repurposed into a gigantic underground club. Tonight they celebrate one year of freedom, of Night City not only being separate from the NUSA, but being free of Arasaka and the rest of the corps. Well, it’s not really true: they still have to work with the corps, but now it’s mostly on their terms. On V’s terms.

The fact it coincides with Christmas is certainly symbolic, Misty said it was a sign their work was blessed and V took it to heart. He’s living proof there are things beyond the rational, beyond what the eye can see, and those things are stronger than anything.

Their entrance is unnoticed, as everyone is focused on their drinks, their dance partners, and most of all, on the stage in the middle of the pit. On each level of the coliseum, people are dancing, laughing, sometimes just chatting by shouting loudly over the deafening music. Bars have been installed on the top floor, where V and his two friends — if he can call Michiko that already — have arrived.

They take to the right, to the nearest drink station, and V finds Claire, looking disheveled but happy.

“Hey boss,” she greets him, ignoring other customers to prepare his drink. Her call out makes a few of the gathered patrons look toward the young man, seizing him up and down with surprise. V winks at them, something of a tender smile on his lips. He knows they always expect someone at least fifty years older, someone like Rogue. He doesn’t mind, his soul is that old anyway.

The small crowd falls silent as Claire finishes preparing his drink, a Goro Takemura, and hands it to him. The moment he grabs the drink seems to be some sort of signal, life resumes and a few mercs come his way to greet him. V makes small talk with them, tries not to squirm at the obvious admiration, and accepts the praises and thank yous with as much dignity as he can. He doesn’t really like this part of his position, he would prefer not to be treated as a messiah. For the last year he’s come to understand that’s how he appears to many eyes: the guy who defeated Arasaka, who made the corp heel to his will, who brokered a deal with the rogue AIs from beyond the Black Wall. The one who defeated death itself.

Continue Reading on A03

Sorry for this, but I'm traveling so i only have access to the app and it doesn't let me add the "continue reading" option and since the prompt is quite long i didn't want to make you scroll too long so I'm redirecting you to AO3.

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[saelik]

Alo can you share something about Not so secret relationship with a side of fake dating?👀

Yes of course! Technically, it's the first part of one of the fics I posted for shuake week, You prepared for battle as you fell apart (as in this one happens a few weeks earlier than You prepared for battle) but they're both completely individual stories (clearly, as I've posted the second part without even finishing the first one lol)

It's includes dating rumors, a very stressed Akechi, a little bit and illlgically jealous Akira and Ann and Akechi's friendship

I'll leave a snippet under the cut.

Send me the name of a wip and I'll share something about it!

"Hey," Ann called, leaning closer so only Goro could hear her. "You're not beating the gay allegations with that attitude, you know?"

That time Goro let his princly mask slip for less than a heartbeat to shoot her a murderous gaze before returning to the same soft expression as before. Anyone who looked at them would probably think they were just exchanging sweet words.

"And what's the problem with my attitude exactly?" He asked, same low voice as Ann.

"Mmh how should I put it?" Ann wondered and, for a second, Goro feared he'd been doing something that could give the truth away. "Anyone who passes by probably thinks we're just the most good looking couple they've ever seen, but I don't know how it'd look if someone followed us around, it's like you're too vigilant, it doesn't really look like you're having fun."

Goro wanted to argue that no one would waste their day following them, but he knew it was a likely possibility, he'd seen a group of middle school girls way too many times for it to be a coincidence.

"What do you suggest I should do then? Anounce how much fun I'm having with my wonderful girlfriend to every person we come across? Excuse me if I don't consider that's the most adequate."

"Maybe you could start by stop thinking about how it'd be to be here with Akira isnted of me."

Goro could feel heat crawling to his face.

"You totally are," Ann added when he opened his mouth to rebut. "Don't even try to deny it."

"I was simply wondering why you've accepted to do this, that's all." Goro lied anyway.

"Yeah, whatever let's you sleep at night, lover boy. Just try to have some fun, ok? I know I'm not Akira, but I'm a delightful company too." She emphasize her words with a playful wink.

Goro scoffed, but let Ann drag him towards the next attraction.