#but the drawing wouldn't be visible... had to hold myself back for the sake of aesthetics

[oneroomjestershow]

"are you perhaps one of the 14 miis that voted Redacted"

Im like half of them actually

[thirstywoso]

Five years down, forever to go pt3 // Jessie Fleming x Reader 18+

Synopsis: Jessie needs something or someone to take out her frustration after the draw against Utah

A/N: this was inspired partially by the draw to Utah Royals and the conversation myself and @flemingsfreckles had about the game/Jessie. Same as last time this can be read as a stand alone so you don't need to read part one or part two.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, Strap on use, oral, reader receiving/Jessie giving, Dominant Jessie, angry sex, breeding kink, marking, light bondage (handcuffs), light choking, as always there may be more than I'm forgetting.

W/C:2.6k

This is literally just a quick write so probably not that great, it's also shorter than the other parts but it's deffo not sweet

Again you can read this as a stand alone no need to read part one and part two

As the whistle blew and the score had stood at 0-0, your eyes found Jessie on the pitch. Throwing her head back in annoyance you could tell she would be beating herself up for not doing more to help the team. You knew it was ridiculous because she was up and down that pitch, making runs, winning the ball back and punting it up the pitch to Sophia. Unfortunately the one chance Portland had was ruled as offside, much to your dismay as well as Jessie's.

At the end of the game your girlfriend looked visibly upset as she walked over to the stands.

Jessie being the professional she was spent time making the rounds with fans, shaking hands, signing shirts and taking selfies. You smiled on as you watched her greet some young children holding up signs, one reading 'Number 21 you're my favourite' another 'Jessie Fleming is my hero'. From where you were stood you couldn't hear what she was saying but she was smiling and laughing, you watch as she gives the two young fans a hug and a high five.

Seeing how she interacted with children always stirred something inside of you, a family with your girlfriend is something you had always wanted but her way with young fans had always made you feel that little more fuzzy.

-

You'd made your way into the family waiting area after watching Jess disappear into the tunnel with a sour expression.

You stood chatting with some of the other players partners until some of the players started emerging from the locker room.

Sam was one of the first ones out and she made her way over to you, resting her hand on your forearm she gave you a sympathetic look.

"She's pretty mad right now, she has some press to do but I hope for your sake she's calmed down by then"

"You both played well tonight, I understand why you'd be upset with the result but at least it wasn't a loss?" You question Sam as to why Jess is mad.

"I'm not sure what's going on she slammed the door walking into the changing rooms and wouldn't talk to any of us when we asked if she was okay" Sam tried to explain

"It's okay Sam I'll figure it out"

"Good luck" rubbing your arm one last time as she walked away to find her family.

-

Jessie was one of the last players to come out due to some of the press she had done after the game, you already knew she was seething. The tv in the family room had been playing some of the post match talks and you physically cringed when Jessie got asked why the midfield had been struggling.

The way her face screwed up you could tell it had hit a nerve and she was pissed off, as always though Jessie politely answered the question yet still stuck up for herself and the rest of the midfield.

When she came out you were the last guest waiting in the room, she caught your eye and stalked over to you.

"Let's go" she grabbed your arm pulling you to the exit.

You had booked a nearby hotel as it wasn't often you followed Jessie to matches around the country due to your work schedule. Instead of staying at the team hotel Jessie would be coming back to yours for the night.

On the way to the hotel Jessie was silent but the flush on her cheeks and her pursed lips told you that she was still seeing red.

You didn't dare ask her what was wrong, deep down you knew why. Jessie always picked apart her performances and you knew she'd be mad not coming away with the three points.

Unlocking your room with your keycard you walk in holding the door open for Jessie to come in behind you.

In a flash Jessie had you pressed up against the door as it closed behind you, she began kissing your neck eagerly not caring if she left a mark.

"Woah Jessie, slow down. What's going on?"

"I'm going to fuck you silly that's what's going on!" She huffed latching back on to your neck making quick work of her own jersey.

"Baby, I know you're upset and I'm happy to help but are you sure you don't want to talk about it?" You attempt to reason

"No talking. Just kissing. And fucking. And making you cum. For me." Jessie punctuates with small nips to your neck as she begins to remove your jeans and panties. Shimmying them down your legs so they fall around your ankles. You can't deny the throbbing in your core any longer.

"Okay then Jessie" you give yourself to her. Jessie tugs on your shirt or should you say her shirt, you were sporting her Canada Jersey from when she won Olympic gold, you had always worn her old jerseys when you went to her games.

You follow her as she walks back towards the bed.

As you get nearer she spins you around so that you're the one walking backwards. You feel the mattress hit the back of your knees and you sit, Jessie lifting the jersey above your head along with your bra leaving you naked.

"Up" she nods towards the head of the bed.

You shuffle backwards as she discards her shorts and underwear in a pile on the floor. Kneeling on the edge she crawls up towards you desperation and pure hunger sparkling in her eyes.

"You'll get exactly what I give you tonight, do you understand me?" Jessie asks you to which you reply with a nod.

Jessie grabs your face so that she makes eye contact with you. "I said do you fucking understand me" she practically spits.

"Yes Jess" you squeak out

"Good"

With that Jessie's head is back down on your neck. Normally she was gentle with her work but tonight was different, harsh bites and nips were left down the column of your neck. Before she snaked her tongue up from your collarbone to the shell of your ear whispering "you're going to be such a good girl for me, I know you are" giving your lobe a slight nip she sits up on her knees drinking you all in.

Removing herself from the bed she walks over to her suitcase.

You can't help but watch her as your eyes glue to her naked form. Jessie gets a few items from her bag which you can't make out until she turns walking back over to you.

It was then you noticed her holding a pair of handcuffs, some lube and the biggest strap you owned. You sucked in a breath before gasping for air realising you'd forgotten how to breathe.

Within seconds she was back on the bed taking your wrists and handcuffing you to the bedpost.

"What's the safe word?"

"Poutine"

"Say it at any point and we stop okay?" She said more serious, yes she wanted to take her frustrations out on you but she would always make sure your comfort came first.

"Okay"

Kissing her way down your chest she gently bites at your breasts dragging your nipple between her teeth before moving to the other one and doing the same.

She repeated this a few times your body wriggling within your restraints, unsure yourself if you were fighting against the pain or writhing into the pleasure.

Throwing your head to one side you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, seeing the marks down your neck and across your chest sent a rush or arousal to your aching pussy. Seeing how subbed out you were for Jessie you longed to be fucked by her, arching your hips towards her she got the hint.

She kissed down the length of your stomach all the way to your aching core, she knew how to tease you but today wasn't going to be one of those days. She knew you needed her and that she needed to be the one to ruin you.

Without warning her mouth attached to your clit looking down at her you saw her gazing back at you with dark eyes. Suckling on your bundle of nerves, pulling it between her teeth similarly to how she had treated your nipples.

Grazing her teeth along your sensitive nub as she flicked at you with her tongue. Your eyes rolling back as she drove you crazy.

The air sticking in your throat as Jessie's thick fingers plunged into you, stretching you open and curling inside you. Thrusting hard Jessie had you whimpering her name, unable to help it you beg for her.

"Please fuck me Jessie, please I need you so badly"

Jessie groaned into your sex as she lapped at you, her fingers stroking your walls bringing you closer to the edge. Your hands found her hair pulling at it, your thighs clamping around her face as her fingers were joined by her tongue delving deep inside you. Her spare thumb rubbing your clit as you saw stars, legs shaking around her head as you came in her mouth.

She wasted no time in pulling out and kissing you so you could taste yourself on her tongue.

Sitting back on her knees Jessie fastened her cock around her waist before disregarding the need for the lube due to how soaked you already were, using her hand already covered in your juices to stroke her cock.

Jessie uncuffed you before lining up with your opening, gently stroking the tip along your slit before she slid in with ease. Bottoming out within seconds you let out a low moan of her name as she ground into you.

Your legs locked around her waist as you clawed at her back.

Whispering in her ear "please baby, you know you fuck me better than anyone"

That's all she needed to hear before her hips were pulling back as she slammed back into you.

You could hardly gasp for air as she fucked the wind out of you, your nails idly running up and down her back as she thrust deeper inside you.

"You feel so fucking good taking me like this" she groans looking down at where her cock was slicing you open your lips stretched around her thick girth.

Your head falls back, her name slipping past your lips as she picks up her pace. Her hands around your throat holding you down as she fucks you harder.

You gasp for a breath when she finally releases you her body coming down flush with yours so you could feel the way her tits brushed against yours.

Feeling yourself getting closer all you could picture was how good of a mother Jessie would make and your brooding thoughts from the game had come back.

Her ear was so close to your mouth that she only just heard the gentle whisper fall from your mouth.

"Fill me with your babies Jessie"

Pulling back so she's held up on her hands, her muscles bulging. She looks down at you in shock, before you can even think if you've fucked things up she's pushing even deeper than before.

"You want my babies huh?" She asks with a smirk

"Oh I do so badly Jessie, I wish you could put your babies in me"

"I can"

Her hips slapping against yours the air filled with the filthy sounds of your sex being filled and the groans and moans falling from both your own and the future mother to your child's lips.

"I need you to cum in me Jessie, I want to feel you"

"I want to get you pregnant so bad y/n/n"

"Have my mini Flemings"

"Start a family with you"

You whimper her words driving you crazy your nails digging into her back.

"Just like that baby, I'm going to have your babies"

"We're going to be such a good family, please Jessie I need you deeper"

Her hips begin to stutter as your words bring her closer.

You scratch down her back again as you scream out "I'm cumming Jessie"

She pushes down on your stomach feeling how deep she is inside you her eyes rolling back. Knowing damn well if she was physically able to cum that deep in you it would surely be enough for you to carry mini versions of her.

She whimsies and cries out as she cums collapsing on top of you.

"Take it all baby, I want you to have my children" she whispers in your ear grinding her cock inside you.

"Take every last drop until your full of my babies"

Over stimulated and incredibly turned on by Jessie's attempt to impregnate you matched with the pressure of her hips grinding against you had your eyes squeezing shut.

Mouth hung open unable to make a noise as pleasure took over your entire form, you bit down on Jessie's shoulder as you squirt all over her cock.

Burying your head in her neck embarrassed she looks up at you with the biggest grin.

"Did you just squirt?"

You hide deeper in her neck

"Don't be shy that was so hot baby"

"I didn't think you talking like that would get me so bad"

You begin to kiss Jessie pulling back to ask her if she felt better.

Wrapping her arms around you pulling you tighter to her she confirms that you had brightened her mood.

So happy and content you both quickly fall asleep, Jessie's cock still buried deep inside you.

(There will be a part 4 coming which again can be read as a stand alone, I'm not sure I like this one because it's rushed but feedback is appreciated)

[hypogryffin]

ok but like so you know how portable had that one yukiko cameo. so like OBVI the remake is going to have p5 characters appear also <-straight copium. anyway here are my pitches

Image ID:

Three pages of rough sketches with colour blocks. Image 1 has Maruki (coloured blue) standing awkwardly with a seemingly nervous smile on his face, looking younger and wearing Gekkoukan High School's uniform. A smaller drawing next to him shows himself and Rumi (red) smiling and laughing together. The text next to them reads "If Maruki was school-age at the time of P3's story he'd be about 22-25 years old [during P5 canon]". The number 22 has an arrow pointing to it that reads "1st year HS", and 25 has another that says "3rd year HS". The text continues, "Since he's supposed to be older (I think), it wouldn't make sense for him to show up". A wailing emoji with its hands up in the air is added next to the block of text. From there, an arrow with the caption "But!" points to another sketch of Ichinose (green) in Gekkoukan's summer uniform. The message continues next to another drawing of Ichinose, this time in the regular/winter uniform, "I do think Ichinose is probably the right age for it! Definitely not because I've been wanting to draw her recently nope no siree". Further notes continue down, reading "One or two [ear] piercings, none on the face" with a drawing of an earlobe, "Shorter hair" with a dotted line and a sketch of scissors depicting that her hair is about shoulder-length, and finally, "She'd still be in her stoic era so no smiles here, LOL." Additionally, back near the drawings of Maruki, there is another sketch of Rumi in Gekkoukan's uniform, with a note that says, "Were Maruki and Rumi canonically high school sweethearts? Or did I just hallucinate that information"

Image 2: A drawing of Zenkichi (dark blue) in an unbuttoned suit. He has his hair in a ponytail, and his arms folded behind his back. The text next to him reads, "Zenkichi, approximately mid-to-late 30s. / He can't be aware of the Dark Hour for [the sake of] continuity in Strikers, obviously, but he could still be reasonably(?) involved? I.E. assisting Kurosawa with something? Maybe related to a request from Elizabeth, a social link story(???), or main story things like [A block that reads "Spoilers" in all capital letters]'s death or Fuuka's "disappearance". I don't know, man." There are a few asides written next to it, reading "Maybe [he and Kurosawa are] friends" and "Investigating Apathy Syndrome?" respectively. Then the text continues, "Could be [Public Security], or maybe a career police officer (as in pre-promotion or something, I don't know I'm not a pig, myself". An additional doodle has the information "Akane would be about 7 years old" alongside a drawing of Zenkichi blabbering senselessly about his daughter, showing off a set of pictures, to the Persona 3 Protagonist (light blue), who looks awkward and has "Go away" written behind him as his internal thoughts several times.

Also, there is a sketch of Mitsuru (red) in plainclothes, smiling as she holds up two tickets, saying "I have received tickets to a gallery by Madarame Ichiryuusai, I was wondering if you wanted to accompany me there." The next drawing is of Yukari (pink) smiling and looking up from the book she's reading, though visibly apprehensive. She says, "Uh, yeah, sure, that sounds fun!" While her inner monologue yells "That sounds so fucking boring holy shit". It then cuts to her gripping the protagonist's shoulders, saying, "I need you to come with me to this stupid ass art museum I can't say no to Mitsuru-senpai." The protagonist says, "I, like, could not want to do anything less-" but is interrupted by Yukari adding, "I'll buy you dinner after and you can bring Aegis." The protagonist says, "Deal."

Image 3: A drawing of the lobby of the dorms. The protagonist (blue) sits on one of the couches with Koromaru (grey) sleeping with his head in his lap. The TV is on, showing a picture of someone standing at a podium with microphones pointed at them, and blares "Diet member Shido Masayoshi makes bold new proposal on foreign policy..." The protagonist watches, seeming disinterested. The next drawing is of the Big Bang Burger logo, with someone saying, "'Big Bang Burger'?", getting the reply, "Yeah, they just opened a shop last week. Wild Duck's got competition now, I guess." The next panel is of Ryoji Mochizuki (teal) and the protagonist standing together, revealing Ryoji to have been the first one to speak, now continuing, "Eeh, wow, that name is so lame!" as he smiles genially. He then turns to the protagonist, pointing to himself as he says, "Hey, you wanna try it? I'll pay!" The protagonist shrugs and says, "Sure."

End ID.

[athena-is-a-chaotic-lil-shit]

Of Ice and Blood

Part 5

Look who's back with a 5k+ word count chapter?! Me!

I was planning on posting 1k+ at a time but stuff happened and I'm posting it all at once!

Enjoy and I'd appreciate it dearly if you reblog! Thank you!

Edit: Reached the 250 block limit so... The inevitable decision had to be made! Part 5 has a total of 3.42k words! The rest will be in a separate post <3

Pairing: Tai'chi Kashharzol (Orc) x Pearl Blackbell (Human OC/Reader)

Warnings: Cursing, Violence, brief mentions of blood and injury.

Overall SFW (but 16+ for language)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4 Part 6

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The walk back to the school building was quiet.

Or so I thought.

Because it wasn't. At all.

Whispers, mutterings, echoed from the rooms as we passed by.

Are they doing it on purpose, or is my hearing sharper than usual?

"Hey look it's that girl."

"You mean the freak who sat beside the orc—"

"First day of school and someone already got killed. Should've expected him to be a savage."

"You think she wears a mask to hide her identity? Maybe she's a criminal-"

Probably the latter.

I shrugged. There stood a decent amount of distance between us anyway. So it's likely my hearing.

Students were watching us with weird suspecting eyes from a distance behind the windows. Sensing apprehension and outward hate when they saw Tai'chi next to me, his face in a neutral expression. But with my nose at this proximity, he smells pretty annoyed.

Just— why are there so many people,— humans–garnering these feelings towards someone they don't even know! And to even mock him like that! How dare —

"Pearl," Tai'chi called. His rich voice resonating, making the gossips of the students stop for a brief moment before they continued. Most likely slandering my name now. I didn't know I was standing still. Looking up, Tai'chi was a decent 9 meters away, with the staff members further ahead of him. He gave me a wondering look, worry along with his natural fragrance, drifted through me, carried by air.

I straightened up and took long strides, Tai'chi beside me, to catch up with them.

"Yeah, just thinking. I'm okay." Replying, not looking up to him. He didn't ask, but I felt like he would.

************short pov shift************

He was a bit bothered by the change in your scent and looked back when he noticed you weren't beside him anymore. There you were, standing in the middle of the wide hallway, brows scrunched up in aggravation.

He called out to you, probably a little louder than he meant to, but you looked up and hastily made your way beside him, both of you catching up to the rest towards the dean's office. He didn't ask, but you answered, only making him worry even more.

**********first person pov**************

As soon as we entered the main office of the center building, we were greeted with the sight of the dean and David, together with Miss Holson. He was a white fat man, though a bit taller than me, wearing a light grey suit with a few buttons open revealing a white undershirt, and a silly yellow, violet polka dot tie. I barely held back from snorting at the sight.

Mr. Silverstone was fussing over his son, his voice raised in slight panic was heard by everyone.

They went ahead of us then.

"My son! My dear, dear David! Who did this to you?!" he cried out. Once David, that son of a bitch, spotted me, he flashed me that blasted grin of his. He was acting, pretending to be hurt.

I hardly even left a scratch on him for fuck's sake. How I regret not punching him straight in the face.

Reverting to his fake, frightened, and miserable state, he pointed at me. "I-I-It's her father! She is the one who attacked me! Along with that thing with her."

Thing?! That sick bastard!

The dean whipped his head in my direction, eyes scanning me up and down before he diverted them to Tai'chi.

Well, it seems I'll ve packing up sooner than I thought.

My shoulders sagged.

Some professors were alarmed by this, frantically pushing forward to grab his attention.

"Mr. Silverstone, we still do not know what's for certain. We must interrogate them properly and listen to each of their sides before we make a decision." Mr. Dulrik asserted, his voice strained and close to animosity. He was not pleased with what the student had said.

The elder professor from earlier followed up.

"Listen to Mr. Dulrik, sir. We cannot take any risks and ju—"

"Silence!" the dean shouted. "I will not hear your reasoning. My son has told me everything I need to know. Miss Holson supported his claims and that's enough to decide what to do with these criminals."

Criminals?!

"The girl and that orc shall be expelled from this institution immediately. We do not need any murderers or barbarians here. I have always suspected why that Ernestine brat even allowed these monstrosities to be with us. To breathe the same air and walk the same land as we do, endangering our safety no less! A pathetic excuse of a founder she is! If it were me I would've—"

"You would've what?" Words came out before I stopped myself, my voice low, but it was heard still, drawing their attention to me.

"What did you just say?" He demanded, his anger slipping out more. The room was silent, except for the subtle ticking of the wall clock behind me, and the movement of air around us.

I lifted my head and looked at him dead in the eye. "You would've what?" This time, I replied, louder.

Before he could retort I went on, emotion fueling my words as I advanced with every question asked.

"Would've banned every single, non-human race from the university?

"Would've taught every human that they are greater beings and the ones that were different were meant to be stepped on?

"Would've ordered and tolerated bullying on anyone who was unnatural and weird looking?

"Would've put them in their place?

Isolate them? Degrade them? Despise them for being alive?" No-one stopped me as I approached him, the teachers separating and making way. Even Mr. Dulrik was regarding me curiously.

I scoffed. " 'If it were me' you said. You think I wouldn't notice how everyone else, that isn't human, was oppressed and treated like shit in this school? It seems to me that you already did what you would've done, didn't you? You are no dean, you are a clown, a pillock, a dumbass, and you call yourself human? You are more monster than any of us in this room."

I breathed heavily as I stood a couple of feet in front of him. His face grew to a crimson hue, my ears catching the sound of smoke seething out of him. At the back, David and Miss Holson were dumbfounded, shocked into place, shaken like ugly statues.

Finally, the dean spoke, his fists clenching hard as he faced me, almost drawing blood.

I am so gonna beat him up. Hell yeah, I will.

"Keep out of trouble if you can." Well, shit happened Mama, forgive me.

"How dare you speak to me like that! I, a pure-blood Silverstone, a line of royalty! If we were still at war I would've had you executed from where you stand—"

"How about you do it yourself then, oh mighty Silverstone jerk?" I mocked and gave a toothy smile, then I remembered he wouldn't see it. That was all it took to have him launching himself at me, the professors running to the sides to avoid his wrath.

His hands were balled tight, a fist aiming for my face, eyes filled with deadly intent.

Oh, he really wants to kill me.

Before it connected, I sidestepped, causing him to stumble forward. Even so, he immediately regained his balance and reached to grab my hoodie. I didn't dodge this time, but before he touched me, I used my right hand to slap it away. With my other hand, fitted with my crimson knuckle dusters, I met his fist with mine. Almost instantly, he stumbled back and crouched down, his left hand holding his bloodied one.

"You bitch!!!" he screamed in agony.

I think I broke his hand.

I glanced to my brass knuckles, some of the blood covering them, merely visible because of its color.

Shattered it perhaps.

"I will have you killed you insolent brat! I'll kill you!" he cursed.

"Now, now, Silverstone, you will do no such thing." A feminine voice cut through the large room. We all turned to the door to see a slim, tall, tanned woman who seemed to be in her 40s, her slightly wrinkled face showing it. She was wearing a black high-waist pencil skirt paired with a black one-button suit and a baby blue undershirt. The lady also wore classic white loafers and white hand gloves made of leather, with her ebony hair tied up in a bun.

Everything about her screams 'important'. I scented an intimidating yet reassuring aura around her.

I met her eyes and a sense of familiarity fell upon me. I know her and I've seen her before.

Wait. Could it be— she's—

"Madame Ernestine!" A professor exclaimed.

That means she's, "The founder," I said out loud.

She began sauntering in my direction, each step clicking on the floor, carrying herself with grace.

"M-Ma-Madame Ernestine!" The dean, shrieked as he stood up, shaking, his busted hand in his chest, his back facing me. "I didn't expect you to visit this year! We could've prepared for your arrival—"

"You shut your mouth now Welmir." She spoke out, her voice firm and borderline hostile. "I've had enough of your blabbering mug. I made it so that my arrival is unexpected. Leaving my outside duties rather early and rushed this year when news got to me that you, the dean, were neglecting your duties, or so, doing it wrong. Not to mention I had my assistant install extra cameras in... certain places last year and because of that, I saw what you did in the shadows. Maybe not all, but it confirmed my suspicions of you, and so," She clapped her together, "I decided to visit you today. And what a surprise it was to see you get beaten up by this lovely young lady behind you."

Me?! Lovely—

My face warmed from her comment.

"Listen here, brat." he regarded the founder. The founder. "I do not know what you are talking about. I have done my duties and more for this university. I made it so that everyone here is safe and this girl,"— he spat— "harmed me, my precious son, and his friends!"

"And all of you deserved it, severely," she responded flatly. "You put my dear students at risk and antagonized them with your schemes, tolerating the behavior of treating other races like animals, disrespecting even the professors who are different in kind," she glanced at Mr. Dulrik and the others. "You even forced a minotaur, an elf, and a dwarven student to act the part of being in a student council, hoping people wouldn't notice the crimes you did behind our backs. Did you expect me to turn blind eye to this?"

It was all pretend?!

The mere thought of what he did to threaten them to it makes me wanna puke.

"I am furious, Welmir Silverstone. To think I believed you'd change your ways after my father's death with the renovation of the institute. Trusted you to do your job as dean and make the students comfortable, welcomed. But, no. You chose to follow his footsteps, became selfish, blinded by greed and pointless hate. You are a disappointment to all of us."

I smelled her rage under that near non-expressive facade of hers. It was spicy, like fire having an odor of its own.

"You are but a child! You know nothing of this world! This world of ours needs to be purged off of those rats. You cannot tell me what to do!" He yelled as he brought up his uninjured hand to hit her. I was about to step in when Madame Ernestine grabbed his arm and threw a right uppercut, blood spilling out of his jaw. The punch sent him a few steps back, he would have landed on me if I didn't move out of the way before he collapsed on the floor groaning and holding his mouth.

Ooh she's strong! Nice! I grinned.

"You are hereby stripped off of your job as dean along with all of your titles, properties, and henceforth banished from these grounds, together with your son and Emma Holson, whom I found out laid with him, and the abusive acts they had engaged in." Her words laced with poison, disgust and anger as she gave the final judgement.

"Never show yourselves. Ever. Again," she spat. "Take them away."

Out of nowhere, men in black suits came in and apprehended the young instructor, who twisted her heel trying to escape. She yelled at them to let her go, saying she has done nothing wrong. David, the bastard, was held in place by one of them as he struggled in their grasp. The dean— or should I say, Mr. Silverstone, in pain and bleeding, was dragged up by two others and headed straight out of the door. He shouted ;

"Mark my words, brat! I will—"

And the door slammed close.

With my gaze following them, my eyes landed on Tai'chi. I took off my dusters and waved, tucking them back up my sleeve.

He is smiling! And oh wow he's damn gorgeous— wait what?

My attention was drawn away to the lady in front of me. I got distracted by Tai'chi that I almost forgot about her.

"Oh my God I uhm— hello Madame Ernestine." I took one step back before bowing. "It's an honor to meet you. I—"

"Oh dear, please raise your head. No need for such formal gestures. I am Valerie Ernestine, founder of the new Ernestine State University." She stated as she beamed at me.

"I uh- Yes ma'am I know of you. I'm quite a fan actually— I mean! My name is Pearl Blackbell, ma'am."

Oh God, that sounded so stupid.

Then she hugged me.

"Ma'am?!" I squeaked. My arms went stiff, nervous to even touch her. Before I could, she pulled back, a gentle expression on her face.

"Nice to meet you, Pearl Blackbell."

"I- nice to meet you too Ma'am Ernestine!" I stammered, praying my face and ears isn't as red as I feel them to be.

"Please, call me Valerie."

"Ma'am Valerie."

"Just Valerie, dear."

"I'm so sorry ma'am but I can't— my mother will hit me in the head with a frying pan if I forget my manners."

"Very well, then. It brings me joy that you were raised properly by your parents."

"Thank you ma'am, I really am happy to have them, and I only hope for them to be proud of me— oh wait. Uh, ma'am Valerie?"

"Yes?"

"Am I gonna get punished or expelled?" I shrunk, expecting the worst.

"Why ever did you think of that?"

"W-Well you see, I did harm uh, students and they're probably in the infirmary right now and—"

"Oh, Pearl, no." She let out a light chuckle. "You won't be punished or even expelled for that! In fact, I saw how you defended yourself and your friend from them. They did attack you first, sweetie. And what you did was impressive!" She clapped her hands. As I stood there in relief, I couldn't help but shot up when the words sank in.

"Oh, thank you. But how...?"

"Apparently, I had my assistant install some cameras in the forest area for particular reasons. I watched you from the monitor as I made my way here," she replied.

"Oh. Oh, wow. That's actually pretty awesome," I sighed.

"Indeed, it is," she smiled. "Excuse me for a bit."

******pov shift to 2nd person (two characters)*****

Madame Ernestine turned and walked towards the remaining teachers to talk about important matters at hand.

"Greetings, my friends." She beamed at the staff and looked at Professor Dulrik and the woman who supported him earlier. "Hello, Roldo and Amila. I have missed you dearly." She bent down to hug the two of them before she went on. "I apologize for not taking action immediately. To think he did this to all of you right under my nose! Why didn't you contact me Roldo?"

"My apologies, Madame Ernestine. I didn't have any proof to show his plot against you and the others. He was very elusive and kept us very busy in our own offices for the past year with you away. That was until today, with the young lady over there standing up against his son, he snapped."

"It really is a good thing she came here, didn't she?" she whispered.

"Indeed, Madame," Amila replied.

There was a brief silence, before Valerie spoke up again. Her gaze locked at the dwarven professor.

"Roldo, my old friend, I want you to take your place as the new dean of this university. I trust you to do your duty a hundred percent better than that impudent man ever did. Will you accept this responsibility?"

"I- Valerie this is-"

"Roldo, you are wise and have seen things most of us here have not. I will not force you on something you do not want, but I put my faith in you, to help me, along with the rest of the staff, to teach everyone here that all of us stand in equal ground, and that we must respect and acknowledge each individual, regardless of their kind. No one, no student, should ever feel uncomfortable in this haven of mine."

"I understand, Valerie." The dwarf took a deep breath and vowed;

"I, Roldo Dulrik, son of Grol II, son of Frerin, accept the responsibilities given to me as dean of Ernestine State University. I will do my duty to the best of my abilities, and remain loyal to you and to this institution." He responded as he thumped his right fist against his chest.

"I know you will, my friend." Valerie grinned at him, her eyes full of trust and hope.

While they were occupied with discussing certain issues, you tried to sneak away, only to be called back by Madame Ernestine.

"Pearl, my dear."

"Yes ma'am?"

"Thank you."

She had a soft smile, emotions clear on her face, directed at you. The founder, Valerie was thanking you for your bravery, kindness and overall honesty. You simply nodded and grinned from ear to ear behind your mask. You were, however, suddenly nervous when Valerie and the two professors approached you. No, actually, all of them were, but the others are heading out of the office, perhaps to go back to their respective classrooms and start working, they gave their thanks as they went out.

"Pearl Blackbell, a wonderful name!" Professor Dulrik remarked. "May the Gods bless you and shine upon you in all your days," he grinned. Before you could reply, Professor Amila hugged you and whispered. "Thank you, for beating up those idiots," —which made you giggle— "It was the right thing to do, and also I had to defend myself. and thank you, Professor Dulrik."

"Nonsense, call me Professor Roldo, lass." He patted your shoulder as he went past you and out of the office, but not before he slapped Tai'chi's forearm.

"You best protect her if you can, lad. Even so, it is obvious she won't need protecting!" He laughed, and went on, quietly, as if whispering. "...Be her friend, my boy. Her eyes...they show the pain she had gone through. You saw that in her, didn't you?"

Tai'chi simply nodded in response. He knew what he meant.

"Then do what you must. If word ever comes to me that you hurt her, I will hunt you down with me battle axe hidden in my office, you hear?"

This time, he chuckled. "I hear you, Professor. I won't. I swear on the the name of my clan, no harm will befall on her." He told him, his voice firm and true.

"That's what I'm talking about, lad!" He replied as he finally exited the room.

Tai'chi shifted his gaze to you. You and the dean were still talking so he stood there, patiently.

"We best be on our way. We still have a number of things to set straight. We will see you around, Miss Blackbell. Don't get into trouble now." The founder giggled.

"I will try my best, ma'am."

"Oh sure you will, sweetie. Goodluck. And oh, the two of you should start going back. It's past lunchbreak afterall." She said as the two ladies sauntered past you and went out.

"Thank you, we will." You said, mostly to yourself.

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Part 6 will be posted shortly! Like, shortly shortly. Like, an hour or so shortly. Stay tuned! Thank you for reaching this point uwu✨

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