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Hi theree!! If you dont mind, can you write iwa, kuroo, akaashi having a major crush on cool reader who is very good in hiding her feeling

kuroo x hard to get!reader p. 1

hey!! thanks for the request! this was originally meant to be all one part, but had to split it because of word count/pacing. nsfw to follow, reply to be tagged in next part pls!

warnings. lite!nsfw, minors DNI

details. kuroo crushing on reader / player!kuroo / hard to get!reader / kinda fuckboy!kuroo / kuroo pining / cool!reader / karasuno manager!reader / flirty!kuroo / future smut / a dash of whiny kuroo / vague feelings / noncommunicative!reader / failed?courtship / 2.2k words - reply to be tagged in next part

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"What's a pretty girl like you doing at a training camp?"

That was yet another version of a weak line you heard often. Emphasis on weak. The Nekoma captain lost your attention before he could even begin; made plain as day in a quiet sigh and the way you squeezed your clipboard closer to you.

All Kuroo noticed was how it pressed your chest up, real pretty in that tank top. It was the first time in days he felt an ounce of gratitude for the still heat of this summer, the lack of circulation in the gymnasium.

"What's the matter?" He chuckled, puffing his collar to get some air on his warm skin, "You shy?"

Guys that drooled over you, obsessive but ultimately bitter, made it so hard for themselves. There was nothing more attractive to you than a guy who just told you straight up what he wanted, what he liked about you, how it made him feel. But they always found it necessary to add extra steps.

You didn't have the time.

He followed your eyeline for a second, towards your team warming up, and threw a glance at his own. When he first saw you, he thought this would be quicker. The game would start soon and he needed your number, fast.

"That's alright if you are," Kuroo kept at this line of reasoning -surely the only reason you wouldn't look or speak to him- and leaned closer, "I'm into that."

The assumption was a little ridiculous.

You turned your chin away from him as if he wasn't there, then took a step forward, closer to the court, with a resigned hum.

A surprised, breathy laugh at the action. His brow furrowed a moment, not at all used to navigating around this kind of reaction, and finally understood that something was off. Yet, it still didn't occur to him that it was disinterest that motivated your avoidance.

A squeakity-squeak of shoes approaching, quick but heavy, didn't help at thawing your icy demeanor. He did notice that you at least looked at the captain of Karasuno.

Kuroo straightened up to his full height, shoulders squared at his mirrored rival.

"Kuroo."

"Sawamura."

"Is there a problem over here?" The subtle squint in his eyes let Kuroo know that he was suspicious of this bullshit right away.

They were a step away from whipping the measuring tape out. You rolled your eyes but it went vastly ignored.

"Don't know- you should go ask your team." Kuroo tilted his head, eyes low- threatening.

He didn't have the patience here to keep up appearances. Rival school was enough. Now he was cockblocking? There was simply no time to waste when he could already tell you wouldn't be so easy to crack. He liked your challenge, not Daichi's.

"Oh, okay-," Daichi's fake smile fell away to reveal a chilling scowl, "It's like that?"

Kuroo didn't miss a beat.

"Yeah, it's like that."

You cleared your throat, a successful interruption and deterrent: "He was trying to ask for my number."

His jaw almost hit the floor. He couldn't believe how blunt you were.

Daichi, delighted, laughed at Kuroo's shitty, rushed cover-up to hide how surprised he was.

He couldn't stay to keep throwing digs; there was a game to get to and he only had a minute to spare in the first place.

After you waved him goodbye, you turned around and walked towards the side wall for Karasuno's gear, all strewn about and disorganized. You began tidying up before the game.

Kuroo remained.

He stood still, dumbfounded that you walked away from him, at how easily you could speak, and shook his head full of growing doubts. He couldn't believe you didn't want him just yet.

Eyes locked on your pretty figure from behind, bent over while you gathered Karasuno's half-full bottles into the hefty carrier, he ran his fingers through his hair and prepared himself.

He was next to you, squatted down to help you collect every bottle.

For a minute he said nothing. He simply helped you clean up. You appreciated it only to an extent, because you knew it came with conditions.

One of the last bottles sported a message, scribbled in capital letters across some tape, 'DO NOT TOUCH' signed, 'TSUKIshima.'

The corners of your mouth tugged up at how quick he found the means to designate his own bottle. He really did hate it when the other guys drank from 'his' bottle. You sympathized with him, backing him up when he got uppity about the germs.

While they were supposed to share, part of that understanding was that they also shouldn't touch the mouth of the bottle with their lips (and most of them did, anyway).

As you placed it into the upper left corner of the carrier, where he often liked to put it, you smirked again at how the name scrunched up where he couldn't fit all the letters onto the tape.

"So you can smile."

You frowned. He was nothing if not persistent.

Sure, that alone was a turn-on, but it was obvious that he was ill-intentioned and misguided in his thought processes.

You didn't want him to feel like he won you over. You wanted a guy like him to beg a little. Step off the high-horse, get his hands dirty, work for something.

He clearly wasn't used to having to use his brain when it came to women. Guys like him pride themselves on how easy it is; they walk with a certain confidence, a coolness because there's no pressure to make accommodations in their behavior for girls they like. They can spend all their time playing shirtless sand volleyball and wait for girls to get in line.

When you stood, you slid the box of extra rags towards the water case with marked effort. He didn't help you with something so difficult- he was still reeling in the fact that you ignored him again, after he helped you.

If he chose not to chase after you, you could at least be the first time he got turned down so harshly. Both outcomes served in your favor.

He came to his senses a bit late. You both stood, and you had to dodge his unnecessary grab for your team's equipment.

"Let me help you with that, babe--,"

A scoff made him freeze again.

You shouldered the box of rags and balanced the heavy water case on your hip without so much as a word. You made your way outside to go fill the water case and dry out the rags in the sun.

His chest felt... tight.

Why did that hurt so bad? Fuck, what was he doing? Frustrated, he shook his head and walked back towards his team, at the end of their warm-up. He never had to work this hard for some chick's number, or even a laugh. In fact, since he never got turned down, he felt a sense of entitlement to -at the very least- your attention.

The fact that you wouldn't look at him was a unfamiliar mixture of sexy and cruel.

"Having some trouble?" Yaku's suggestive tone grated his nerves like nails on glass.

"Fuck off," Was a defeated sigh rolling off his tongue.

He sounded so gloomy that Yaku found the explicit discourtesy funny.

In your absence, he was able to focus on getting himself and his team ready-- he needed to worry about winning this game. He got the impression you didn't settle for losers.

They were all in position at the start. He took a breath to center himself.

"Let's go!" You shouted. Innocent, encouraging, with two thumbs up towards your team.

It was hardly audible over the constant noise level of the other games going on, but a sharp look still shot over to you.

He was able to dial back that momentary weakness by forcing himself to watch Suga instead, up to serve- literally anything, anyone else, but discovered his own unfortunate reality was that he could not tear his eyes off of you.

It made for a tough time. He had to balance his mind's bias (checking out just how soaked your little white tank top got from filling up the bottles outside) and the objectively greater value of keeping his head in the game.

Yet, his failure to stay focused didn't hinder his team's performance. He was able to translate his desire to an easier task; giving you a good performance.

You didn't have any distraction from it, the way he did.

So, the distance that the game called for made your heart grow fonder of him.

He couldn't keep digging his grave from so far away by opening his mouth, to put it simply. And more importantly, you could recognize how gorgeous he actually was.

Tall, tan, handsome- yeah sure, whatever. That tall, straight nose bridge? His high cheekbones? That dark, messy hair that just kept getting fucked up because he ran his hands through it when he was nervous? The way his jaw flexed, more defined, when the ball went back over the net? How the veins in his forearms grew plumper the longer the time ran? Anytime he touched the ball, really, and the sounds that left his mouth with each impact?

It got hot, pretty fast.

As you scribbled notes for your team's plays, the observations about how an opponent like Nekoma operated became increasingly more impressive. Kuroo wasn't the peacock-superstar you had assumed him to be.

He made room for his little blond friend, and facilitated his team with a kind of responsibility and restraint that you found yourself getting absorbed in. Your clipboard was the only presence grounding you for the last round, usually pulled towards your chest or covering half of your face.

Pearls of hot, dripping sweat made little wet spots on his shirt as he waited for the ball to come to him, completely immersed in the game. God, was he good.

It wasn't the most groundbreaking realization of all time, but it helped your opinion of him shift favorably. Your vendetta against his sly confidence began to chip and crack with every save, every slam, every hasty wipe of perspiration from his face.

The ball once seemed to find its way to you close to the end of the match, in a sneaky curve around the antennae.

You stutter-stepped back as three Nekoma players chased after it. Kuroo dove for it, slamming onto his side-- right where you were standing seconds ago.

He hit the ground with a loud and labored groan.

You watched the ball as it soared through the air, still in play thanks to his sacrifice. He scampered back up and joined the court again all too fast- it made you wish the ball had hit you so he would've stayed for longer.

The final score wasn't even close. Karasuno lost the second round 15 to 25. They were too scattered, trying out too many new things at once.

It didn't even feel like a real win to Kuroo, until he spared his thousandth passing glance to the sidelines.

And there you were. Finally looking at him.

A big grin overtook his face and he had to displace his excitement by running both of his hands through his sweaty hair. It's not like you were obvious, shit you still looked at him like he was the dirt beneath your shoe, but at least you noticed him.

It was brief, but it was enough.

You understood your slip-up just as much and broke away, growing warm at how one tiny moment could be so telling. You moved towards your team.

It took your knowledge of where Karasuno came from to understand that it wasn't a genuine loss, it was only an investment; getting the chance to work out these kinks with real competitors would serve them in the future. That's why you weren't upset with any of your guys when they jogged off-court. You held out their bottles and spoke only to the seniors when they looked like they wanted your commentary.

"You're all getting better. Hang in there," You patted Asahi on the back, who needed the extra reassurance, and nodded to Suga, who barely needed it at all.

Daichi clapped and rounded up the rest of the guys with a motivational shout, the third-years leading the way for their drills, but he made a brief stop to skim your notes.

"Keep your head up," You muttered, focused on the trouble you found in his expression.

He quickly grinned and thanked you- as he faced the exit, the concern was back almost right away. It didn't help having to move past Nekoma's huddle on the way out.

"Oooh, shocker!" Kuroo snickered, still giddy with pride, as Daichi walked by.

He wiggled his fingers at him with a jovial smile. They were almost nose-to-nose for a moment.

Your keen eyes caught Kuroo mouth a sweet and saccharine 'Bye-bye.'

Evil, silly sounding giggles under a bitten lip amused you, but you didn't make it known.

He was funny, quick-witted, and so pretty. You wanted to see how long you could drag this out. Ideally you'd string a guy like him along for the whole camp, if possible. Or break him. Whatever came first- all you knew at the moment was that you were down to entertain this.

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So Good Back Then

pairing: anton x fem!reader

warning: cheating (DONT DO THIS!!!), language, lying? yeah theres probably lying somewhere in here, smut! protected and unprotected sex, mentions of food and eating, lots of plot minimal smut scenes

wc: 6.6k

a/n: this was genuinely so fun to write <3 i always want to write the best, which i hope this is pretty good, so i hope you can enjoy <3 any critiques or comments are greatly appreciated

also only proofread once, almost lost my mind doing that

song: Allie - Patrick Stump

As Wonbin set their drinks down onto the table he noticed how distracted Anton looked.

“Dude, you okay?”

“Huh? Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You keep looking somewhere.” Eunseok said.

“It’s nothing.”

“Nothing? To stare at something or someone?”

“I just saw someone I might have recognized, it’s nothing.” Anton replied, brow furrowed as he grabbed his glass.

“Ooo, who is it?” Wonbin leaned in.

“No one, she’s probably not even who I’m thinking of.”

“Who do you think it is?” Eunseok pressed.

“No one, just someone from high school.”

“Vague as ever.” Wonbin took a drink of his beer.

They changed the subject, moving onto their work and plans for the recent future. As Anton sees you move to somewhere else he waits to plan bumping into you. He pushed his attention back to his friends, talking about Wonbin’s newest project before he saw you walk back. Excusing himself, Anton walked past you, bumping his shoulder against yours.

“I’m sorry.” He said, looking down at you.

“It’s fine.” You waved him off before continuing to walk away.

Yeah, it was you. Anton continued walking to the restrooms, ego a little hurt from you not recognizing you. He could tell it was you from across the bar, able to tell from the curve of your shoulder and your height. He didn’t even have to see you head on to know you.

Returning to his friends, he carried on his night pretending to not glance over at you. As he and his friends finished up, Anton stayed behind, wanting a final drink before leaving.

He lingered in his seat planning how he was going to strategically bump into you again. He’s gotta be smarter, though, he’s gotta call you over. Anton could feel his nerves flare off, anxiety bubbling in his hands as he thinks of how he’s gonna pull this off.

He stood up, careful movements moving towards the bar as you also moved there. He stood, looking at the tv while you stood by him buying something from the bartender. He looked down at you.

“Y/n?”

You perk up, looking over at him.

“Anton?”

“Hey, it’s been, like, forever.”

“Yeah, how are you? Are you still swimming?”

“Yeah, more as a hobby than professionally. Are you still doing orchestra?”

“Not really, it was fun but not sure about it long term.”

He nodded his head, “I didn’t know you were around here, do you live nearby?”

“Kind of?” You answered, “Not nearby but I’ve moved here not too long ago.”

The bartender handed you your drinks.

“Thank you.” You gave them a tip before getting your phone out.

“You live here?” You asked.

“Yeah.” Anton smiled.

“Here,” You handed him your phone, “We should keep in touch.”

Anton did the same, “Yeah, we should.”

He gave you your phone back and said goodbye as you collected your drinks to hand back to your friends.

Anton walked out of the bar, exhaling his anxieties as he smiled. He walked home, feeling a giddiness from seeing you after so long. The last time he was that close to you was in high school, that one party your mutual friend threw. Anton was so nervous around you, he knew his life was over after messing up the first of a few encounters with you.

Entering his apartment, he got a text from his girlfriend. Fuck, he completely forgot about her.

Gf <3: Are you alright? Anton: Yeah, just got back Gf <3: That’s good to hear Gf <3: You’re not hammered are you? Anton: No ma’am 🫡 Gf <3: Lol I do not believe you

Anton closed his phone. Fuck. How did he forget about her? His conscience completely slipped when he saw you. He could feel that high school crush swell back up in his chest after seeing you. He’s got to be careful. He can’t be doing anything stupid now.

Anton shook his head, what’s he even thinking about? He’s not here to cheat or break up with his girlfriend, he’s just wanting to reconnect with an old friend. Old friend-not really friends-crush person he almost knew. Fuck, this sounds bad.

He crashed down onto his couch. Thinking over his actions and thinking of what he’s doing. Taking a deep breath he tried to sober his mind, taking in what’s happened and how he can’t fuck anything up. His girlfriend is very nice and very loving, he doesn’t know you that well, how could he? You could be a total bitch and he could hate you.

He stood up, walking to his bathroom to shower before sleeping. A shower should sober him up.

Anton stood under the hot water, hoping it would help him but all it did was sting his skin. He took a deep breath. Thinking to himself, he realized that this was a small crush from what, five years ago? No way he’s still going to act weird or dumb around you. He has a life and responsibilities, reconnecting with someone can’t get in the way of that.

He turned the water off, feeling a bit better.

The following days were mundane, he went to work, met up with his girlfriend for lunches, phone calls with friends. Everyday was almost boring, a simple routine that felt almost numbing.

Y/n: I forgot to text you earlier! Sorry :(

Anton felt his heart skip when seeing your message. He forgot you exchanged numbers, completely forgetting to text you over the few days since you two met. Anton: I forgot, too :( sorry Y/n: It’s fine! We’re talking now :D Anton: Lol, you’re right Y/n: Are you busy? I don’t want to catch you at a bad time Anton: No, just got off work :) Y/n: Same! Finally got home Anton: I’m on my way home Y/n: You’re driving? Anton: No, sometimes I like taking the bus

Anton typed but cut out the part where he said his girlfriend drove him to work. Unsure why when he told himself nothing weird was going to happen. This is a text to a friend nothing more.

Y/n: How scenic :) Anton: Finally someone gets it! My friends always tease be about it Y/n: You’re friends sound lame :P Anton: Lol Anton: I’m at my stop, I’ll text you later Y/n: Bye!

Why did he not mention his girlfriend? Anton cringed thinking about it. But now he can’t just push in the “Hey I’m in a committed relationship!”

Anton walked to his building, putting his phone in his pocket as he pressed his floor number on the elevator. Making his way to his apartment, he thought of how he should handle this. Keep it public, you’re his friend, you’re his friend now. He opened his phone.

Anton: Home finally! Did you wanna meet up sometime? We could grab lunch :)

Anton cringes at himself, did he just ask you on a date?

Y/n: That sounds great! I don’t know many restaurants, I’ve been mostly cooking during my time here :) Anton: I know a few places, what do you like? Y/n: I’m not picky with food, surprise me! Anton: Great! Did you wanna go on saturday? Y/n: One sec, gotta check if I’m free

Anton waited in anticipation, his heard was beating like he was still in high school waiting for a stupid noted passed around asking “Do you like me?”

How was he going to explain this to his friends.

Y/n: I’m free all day :) Anton: Send me ur address and I can pick you up Y/n: Okay! Y/n: 1234 ____ st Anton: Great! See you then!

He fell back against his couch. He’s fucked if anyone sees. What place is he gonna take you? Somewhere he doesn’t go a lot. He’s got an idea or two in his head, checking his phone he realized it’s thursday already. Fuck. He’s got a day and a half to take you somewhere.

By the time Saturday rolls around, he texted you mid morning,

Anton: Y/n! We never settled on a time 😭 Y/n: Oh no! How about 1? Anton: That sounds great, I’ll pick you up then! Y/n: Cool!

He anxiously waited, not wanting any of his friends to bother him during this time. Anton stopped in his tracks, when the date started he could just turn his phone off. When the date that’s not a date started.

Anton let out a shaky breath, he just has to distract himself until the lunch started.

Gf <3: I miss you 😢  Anton: Oh no! Is something wrong?

He could feel his heartbeat quicken, this was not supposed to happen.

Gf <3: My mom is making me help her at her house! I can’t be with you rn :(( Anton: I wish I could come over :( Gf <3: Me too Gf <3: But my mom only wants the family here, she’s planning a remodeling thing for her kitchen Anton: Oh no :(

Anton sighs out. Divine interventions. A free afternoon, the only thing he’ll have to worry about is his friends and whatever they’re up to. Anton put his phone face down away from him, sitting on the other cushion of his couch and picked up a book to distract himself with until it’s noon.

When it was time, Anton changes into something better than the sweats he has on. A loose button up and some jeans; casual, comfortable. He jogged down to the parking garage before starting his car. Checking your address, he began driving over, his heart hammering in his chest. There’s nothing he can do now but feel a tinge of guilt as he continued driving.

Arriving, he texted you, wondering if he should walk in or wait in the car.

Anton: Here! Y/n: One second! I’ll be right here :)

He waited in his car, not wanting anyone to catch him hanging around the building. You stepped out, looking around before Anton rolled the passenger window down, waving at you.

“There you are!” You laughed, stepping into his car.

“Ooh, how nice.” You compliment.

“Thanks.”

Anton began driving, you looked around to see if you could guess where he’s taking you.

“I thought we could go to this one seafood place.” He said, trying to break the silence.

“Nice, I love seafood.”

Anton felt relieved, something settling his nerves finally.

When you enter, the place had a more rustic look to it. Sitting down, you looked over the menu before ordering.

“You moved here a while ago?” Anton asked.

“Yes, I was a few cities away but I found a good job here.”

Anton nodded.

“What brought you here?”

Anton thought, “Same situation?” He laughed, “I was kind of moving around, seeing different places for swimming before settling here.”

Before long your food arrived, you ate for a minute before continuing to converse. Anton felt a sense of calmness wash over him. Sure what he was doing wasn’t great, but he’s actually happy. Friends hang out, they have lunches together and catch up. Nothing’s bad. There should be no reason to feel guilty.

Even after eating and leaving the restaurant, you two felt more comfortable together now, the shifty, nervousness leaving.

“You do music?” You asked.

“It’s not that great but occasionally, yeah.”

“Sure, where do you post it?” You took your phone out, waiting to look him up.

“It’s mostly my friends, I help with the producing.”

“I’d still like to hear.”

He showed you the few things he’s done or been featured in, you immediately saved them for later. Anton mentally told himself to calm down, this is a friendly lunch not some date.

He felt his phone vibrate, seeing a text from his girlfriend.

Gf <3: Finally done! So tired

Anton felt his body go stiff.

“I’m so sorry.” He announced.

You looked over at him.

“Something just came up.”

You nodded, “It’s fine, are you able to drive me home? I can take a cab.”

“No! I can drive you home, I’m sorry.”

You both walked over to his car, getting in before he began driving you back to your apartment.

This was not supposed to happen, this was supposed to be a free day for him. Anton nervously held onto and fidget with the steering wheel.

“I didn’t expect someone to need me today.”

“It’s fine, it’s not like it was in the middle of lunch.”

Anton sighed out.

Arriving at your complex, you get out, thanking him for the lunch.

“I can make it up to you later.”

You laughed, leaning in, “If you wanted another date you could’ve said so.”

Anton felt his cheeks heat, “I-”

“It’s fine, I might hold you to it, though.” You waved him goodbye as you walked into your building.

Anton fell back into his seat. Fuck. Taking his phone out, he texted her back.

Anton: Did you wanna come over? Gf <3: Later, I might nap until then Anton: Sweet dreams <3

Anton felt his head throb, he didn’t even have to end their date? Their not-date!

Starting his car, he began driving home, rolling down the windows in case you had perfume that could linger in his car.

Entering his apartment, he changed back into his sweats and fell onto his bed. He’s a fucking idiot. The rest of his day was spent lazing around, thinking of what excuse he can give you that he needed to leave you during your not-date.

His girlfriend texted him back, something about coming over. He gave her an okay before thinking something work related as an excuse. Yeah, work needed him, a coworker or something.

Hearing a knock on his door, Anton opens it up, seeing his girlfriend walking in.

“I’ve missed you.” He hugged her.

“I’ve missed you, too.”

They sat on his couch together. Their time was spent mostly silent, half cuddling together as some show played on his tv. After watching a few episodes, he ordered some delivery food. He payed and helped serve some for his girlfriend before watching more of their show.

Anton wishes he could say what it was or even about. Thoughts still plagued with a guilty feeling from today. He’d never gone behind someone’s back to go on a date with someone. He didn’t even know that urge could be inside him.

After their episode ended, Anton excused himself to start sleeping.

“Go on ahead, I’ll sleep in a bit.” His girlfriend said.

Even laying in bed, alone, he felt plagued by his actions. Anton wonders if it’s too late to bring it up. Just mention meeting you in passing, omitting the lunch date, even. Finally feeling himself fall asleep, he slipped into a dream with you.

You were in his bedroom, he was finally able to kiss you and hold you. Feeling how soft your lips were against his as he grabbed at your arms and waist. He could feel your hands touch him everywhere. Squeezing his muscles, feeling how toned his abs were, and reaching down to feel how hard he was for you.

“Y/n.” He moaned.

He could feel your lips kiss down his neck and moving down, leaning onto your knees.

Anton jolted away. Feeling his heart beat out of his chest and his pajama pants tight. He turned on his side, seeing if his girlfriend was there. He turned to spoon her, attempting to ground himself and focus on what his priority should be.

She stirred awake, “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” He replied, “just a weird dream.”

She turned to face him, hand rubbing his hip.

“I’m sure it was.”

His eyes widened, scared he said your name out loud while sleeping.

“You’ve been so stressed, did you want me to help you out?” She said.

She’s talking about his boner, Anton sighed in relief.

“You don’t have to.”

She moved to straddle his lap, “I could. We haven’t had sex in a minute.”

“I’d like it, but only-”

She leaned down to kiss him. His hands were holding onto her waist as she began grinding against his hard on. His hips bucked upwards, lightly moaning against hers as she pulled their pajama bottoms down, sliding along his length.

“Anton.” She moaned.

Anton felt a pang of guilt, he was silently wishing that it was you moaning his name instead of his girlfriend.

Sliding him inside of her, she stilled before slowly moving up and down his length. Her hands moving down to rub her clit. She leaned down, kissing his lips more as Anton held her hips, helping her bounce on him.

“Anton.”

“I’m gonna cum.” He said.

Anton made sure to bite his lip to make sure he doesn’t say anything on accident.

Panting heavily, she rolls onto the other side of the bed.

“That was really good.” Anton held her, arms wrapped around her front.

“Did you wanna go again?” She asked, reaching down to his dick.

“I’ll do the work this time.”

Anton aligned with her entrance, pushing in before continued to hug her. He was a little glad, not being able to see her made it easier to imagine it was you. He felt guilt, so much guilt. But he’s sure she’s done the same.

His hips bucked into her faster.

“Anton.” She moaned.

“Fuck, you feel so good, baby.” He groaned.

“Right there.”

Anton felt himself cum again, thrusting and staying deep inside her, his dick twitching before slowly softening inside.

“Thank you.” He said, barely pulling out before he fell back asleep.

When the morning came, Anton stayed in bed, cuddling his girlfriend to try and forget how bad of a person he felt. He spent most of his morning in bed: napping, watching videos on his phone, talking with her.

“You’re not usually like this.” She commented.

“Work’s been rough, so I just haven’t been quite myself.” Anton said.

She leaned over, giving Anton a long kiss.

“You’re always so hard on yourself.”

She got up to shower before getting breakfast. Almost on cue, you texted Anton as he heard the water running.

Y/n: Good morning! Y/n: Or good late morning! Anton: Morning! Y/n: Are you okay? After needing that thing yesterday? Anton: Yeah, coworker needed me to help at the office. All fine! Y/n: Workplaces and their incompetence 🙄 Anton: Lol Anton: Did you need anything? Y/n: No! I’m a little busy today :( just wanted to check in on you Anton: Thank you! I’m all good Y/n: That’s good to hear, gtg :( bye! Anton: Bye :(

Anton felt a weight leave him. No chances of bumping into you, not if he can stay home all day. Getting up, he walked to his kitchen, wanting to start cooking breakfast. His girlfriend walked out, drying her hair as he was in the middle of cooking.

“Would you like to eat? Food’s almost done.” Anton smiled at her.

“You’re too good for me.” She walked over, back hugging Anton as he continued cooking.

His week continued as usual, working and coming home, talking and being with his girlfriend, he occasionally worked on music with one of his friends, usually sending them samples to try out. Anton occasionally texted you, seeing what you were up to.

Y/n: Are you going out saturday? Anton: Are you asking me out? Y/n: To that bar! Lol Y/n: That we met at? Anton: I’m sure I’m free, my friends might tag along Y/n: Even better! My friends wanted to go back there, we can have a large hang out Anton: That sounds fun!

Saturday night Anton was picking out his outfit, unsure of what would look better. Oh, he felt like a little boy again. He grabbed at whatever shirt he could find and threw a jacket over it. He has no one to impress.

The walk to the bar was quick, Anton easily spotted his friends as they were standing outside.

“You look dressy.” Sungchan noted.

“No, not more than usual.” Anton replied.

“A touch more than usual.” Eunseok said.

“Is there a reason why you’re so dressed up, with your jacket and nice shirt.” Sungchan smirked.

“No, well,”

“Well?” Eunseok asked.

They walked into the bar, seeing the dim lights and tv screens glowing.

“My friend said they’d be here.”

“Your friend?”

“Yeah we knew each other in high school, found out she lives here.”

“Ooh, your high school friend, she know any embarrassing stories?” Sungchan asked, sitting down as they waited on the rest of their group.

“Hopefully not.” Anton replied.

His mind flashed to your first encounter together. Oh god, it was that party that Andrew threw. Anton drank only two beers before he felt incredibly drunk. He took his phone out to distract himself from how he embarrassed himself in front of you.

After some time, Anton looked up and saw you walk in with a few friends, he waved you over. Eunseok and Sungchan look over at you and your friends.

“Why is your friend hot?” Sungchan asked, leaning in to Anton.

“You don’t know which one is my friend.”

“I can tell.”

“Anton, these are my friends Estelle and Natalie.”

“These are my friends Eunseok and Sungchan, we have more of our friends coming soon.”

“Same as us.” Estelle said.

You grabbed at another table to move by theirs, sitting before they went to the bar to bring drinks.

As Sungchan and Anton went to the bar, he leaned over to Anton and asked if you were single.

“How would I know?” Anton laughed.

“You’d get signs, you’ve brought up your girlfriend.”

Anton stayed silent, feeling his heart beat hard.

“Anton, you’ve brought her up, right?”

“I- I never found a time to mention her.”

“Anton.”

“I’m not gonna cheat on my girlfriend, that’s is my friend. Nothing more.”

“So you’re not gonna be mad if I make a move?”

Anton looked at Sungchan, a little stunned at his words.

“No.” He scoffed.

“Took you a second.”

As the night continued, more friends came to the tables and mingled well. Some of your friends were getting close to his and Sungchan was certainly happy sitting between you and Anton.

“When did you meet Anton?” Sungchan asked.

“High school? A party, I think.” You answered.

“Anton was a party boy? I thought he was too straight for that.” Sungchan lightly slapped Anton’s shoulder.

“I’ve been to a few.” Anton defended himself.

“What was he like?” Sungchan asked.

“Shy.” You smiled.

“Oooh, you’ve always been a shy boy.” Shotaro ruffled Anton’s hair.

“What was a shy boy doing going to parties?” Shotaro asked.

You laughed, “I really don’t know, maybe peer pressured?” You teased.

The more Anton drank, the more relaxed he felt, which may not be what he needs. Lower inhibitions could make him do something stupid. After his drink he tapped out, telling his friend’s he’d be their driver.

As everyone continued drinking and chatting, the bar slowly died down. Being the last group, you all realized it was probably past closing. You helped your friends into your car, being their designated driver, as the boys stayed a bit after.

You said your goodbyes before leaving to drop your friends at their houses, Sungchan stuck around a bit with Anton before they went back to their friends.

“You’re a smart man.”

“Thank you.” Anton replied.

Sungchan held onto his shoulder, “You know what I’m talking about.”

“I’m not doing anything.” Anton laughed.

“Bring your girlfriend up, even if it’s abrupt or something. Don’t be that guy.”

Anton went silent, “Yeah,” He nodded his head, “I will.”

They walked back, both boys helping drive their friends home before going home themselves. Anton laid awake, looking at his ceiling as he felt horrible. Nothing’s happened yet but he can’t help but feel this impending doom. At any minute things could go from fine to falling apart. He really should bring up his relationship

Anton’s week went on as usual, a little too usual. He guessed you were also busy with work as he hadn’t heard from you until Friday. His days spent finishing work and thinking of song lyrics for his friends. Anton found himself more clingy to his girlfriend, taking extra care of her out of his own guilt.

As Anton was on his lunch break, his girlfriend was texting him about her mother. She needed more help with living somewhere while her kitchen was being remodeled.

Gf <3: I can’t see you this weekend :( Anton: Oh? Gf <3: My mom is crashing at my place until her place is done Anton: I can come over, help you out Gf <3: You’re too sweet :,) Gf <3: But you’ve helped me too much, I can spend a weekend without you <3 Anton: Have a girls weekend with your mom? Gf <3: Exactly!

Anton continued on with his work until he was off, stretching before walking to his car. He felt tired and spent, planning on sleeping all weekend. Sitting in his car, he had an idea. A stupid idea, but one nonetheless.

Anton promised to take you on another lunch date, he could easily start distancing himself from you after this. One last obligation before feeling free from you.

Anton: Y/n! Sorry for not texting earlier Anton: Did you wanna go out to eat again? I still owe you Y/n: I totally forgot about that! Y/n: That’d be really nice! Work’s been kicking my ass ;-; Anton: Tomorrow? Maybe dinner this time? Y/n: Totally! Maybe around 8? Anton: Sounds great!

Anton felt his head begin to ache. Beginning to drive home as he thought of how stupid this was, he was creating distance but you even said you forgot about that promise. He could’ve been free his impulses but his impulses made him text you to begin with. He needed a long nap before dealing with this.

Anton was able to sleep most of the night and even past the morning. Waking up he saw dozens of texts from people. Replying to them, he explained how he fell asleep and was exhausted from work. He saw the updates his girlfriend sent to him, showing photos of what her and her mother were doing during their time together.

Anton: I thought a girl’s weekend was supposed to be no boys Anton: Even texting Gf <3: You’re no fun >:( Anton: Lol

Anton took a shower before getting ready for your dinner together. He washed and dried his hair, looked through his closet before picking out a nice outfit before he checked the time. It was around six, he still had time before picking you up.

Anton tried distracting himself but he felt himself grow more anxious as he just sat and waited. Dressing, he sent you a quick text before driving over. Your place was farther than he expected and the traffic wasn’t great during this time.

After being stuck in traffic a few times, he arrived at your place.

Anton: Here Anton: Hope I’m not too early 😅 Y/n: You can come up! Y/n: Floor 1 apartment 234! Anton: Thank you!

Anton parked his car before walking in, he looked around before making his way to the elevator and pressing the button to your floor. He walked around trying to find your apartment before knocking on your door.

Letting him in, Anton looked around your apartment. He looked at your furniture, your wall art, the small books and coasters set on the coffee table.

“You alright?” You asked.

“Yeah, you’re place is really nice.”

“Thank you.”

You grabbed at your bag before asking him, “Where are going?”

Anton froze, “Oh, um,”

“Did you forget to find a place.”

“No.” He lied.

You laughed, “I’ve heard my friends talk about this Italian restaurant on Walnut.”

“My friends have recommended that place, too.” He smiled.

“Let’s go.” You laughed.

He walked you to his car, opening your door for you before driving off to the restaurant. It wasn’t too far, a few streets over but the traffic wasn’t a joke, you’re sure you’ve been sitting in traffic for at least 20 minutes.

“Who knew this place was so busy.” Anton commented.

“Night life here isn’t a joke, huh.” You reply.

As Anton parked at the restaurant, the line wasn’t terrible, a few couples in front of you. You were able to get seated quickly. You liked the ambience, the dim lighting was romantic, the scent wasn’t strong or bad.

You looked over the menu as Anton ordered a wine for you two. Anton asked about your work, you mentioning how you’ve been busy. You both discussed your jobs, deadlines and dealing with coworkers bringing you both to your wits ends.

As the food you ordered came, you were surprised at how well it was. Not acidic or bland, no strong herbs overpowering the dishes, even the wine complimented the dishes well.

As your date came to an end, Anton felt he drank a glass too many.

“Did you want me to drive?” You asked.

“Maybe, we can go back to your place if you want, I can sober up there.”

Wait did he just invite himself to your apartment?

You nodded, helping him into his car as you moved into the driver’s seat. The drive to your place was much better than when you left, traffic dying down by half and made your drive far smoother.

Parking and helping Anton in, he was sobering up well but you wanted him to drink more water when you got inside. Unlocking your door, you took your shoes off, setting your bag down before grabbing some water for him.

You sat on the couch, gazing at Anton as he drank the water, feeling a wave of tension between the two of you. You found him quite attractive but you weren’t sure if this was the right time to try to initiate anything. He might still be a little tipsy and he hadn’t shown any sign of going further.

You were still shocked that this was the same shy guy he used to be, growing to be more muscular and far more confident.

You scooted a bit closer to him, “Are you alright? You look nervous.”

Anton looked at you, his stomach tight with knots, “I’m fine,” He laughed, “I get a little nervous being in new areas like this.”

You nodded your head.

“Maybe,” He cringed at himself, why is he talking?

“I think I’m more nervous around you.” He laughed, trying to ignore his face flushing. He should stop talking, his thoughts are shouting at him to shut up.

“Me? Why?” You scooted closer to him, enjoying this sight of him.

Anton tried his hardest to remain calm and aloof around you. Faking an air of confidence to seem like he grew up and became some cool guy, at least around you.

“You’re just really pretty.”

He fought the urge to scrunch his face.

“I’m pretty?” You leaned closer to him.

His eyes moved away, his chest was taking in deep breaths, trying something to calm his nerves. He shouldn’t be doing this. He should walk out and go to his girlfriend. Maybe even confess the weird affair-that’s-not-an-affair and hope she forgives him. Hope she gives him the silent treatment before slapping him and saying he has two strikes left. Or one strike, one wrong move and she will never be back with him ever again.

“So pretty.” He looked over at you, eyes almost shaking, he knows it’s from guilt but you see it as nervousness.

“You’re just as pretty.” You lean in closer, a few inches from his face.

“You’re just saying that.”

“No.” You say, a touch sternly, “You have such a pretty face.”

You carefully grasp his chin, turning his face to yours.

“Your lips are pretty, your eyes have always been pretty, your cheeks are pretty right now, being all red.” You chuckled.

Anton lightheartedly pulled your hand away, trying to look anywhere but you, it felt like you were moving closer and closer to him. He shouldn’t be here, his guilt is eating at him. He should be at home and not cheating. But he looked over at you and leaned in.

His lips pressed into yours as you held onto his shoulders. God, your lips were so soft, way softer than how he dreamed they would be. His hands moved up, holding the base of your skull against him, groaning into your kiss as you continued.

Maybe if he help you as close as possible he wouldn’t feel as guilty.

His lips parted, licking across yours and Anton swore he was in heaven. Your tongue was soft and glided across his so well. He could hear your soft moans as he continued kissing you, he felt you pull him closer, shifting to be on top of you.

He laid you against your couch, his hands petting your hair, thumb rubbing against your cheek before moving down. Feeling the curve of your shoulder and the softness of your arms, his hand carefully moved inward, feeling at your breast as Anton’s pants began to feel tight.

He pulled away, his head falling into your shoulder.

“Anton.” You sigh.

“You know, if I were different we could’ve done this a long time ago.”

“We can do this now.” You said in a low voice.

“Can we?” He asked. Does he have the strength to cheat? Can he be a cheater for you?

“We can.” You looked up at him, “My bedroom’s not far.”

Anton kissed you again, pulling you up to be flush against him. You moved to sit up, arms thrown around his shoulders, feeling his tight muscles as he pulled the two of you up. You began guiding him to your room, bumping into your walls and doorknobs before making it to your bed.

You sat down, looking up at Anton as he began crawling on top of you. He felt his moral leave his body as he continued kissing you, hands moving down to remove your clothing. You undo his shirt, hands trailing down his front to feel his muscles before hovering above his belt.

“You’re driving me crazy.” He groans.

“Sorry.” You smiled.

He moved down, kissing and marking along your neck and shoulder as he kissed your breasts. Unclasping your bra, he pushed them against his face, kissing and sucking along your flesh. Moving further down, he pulled your bottoms off, showing off a bit of his strength to see how you’d react. Seeing your thighs tremble lightly made him grow confident.

He slowly pushed your thighs open, reveling in the wet patch along your panties. Moving his fingers up, he teased at your core.

“So wet.”

Your hips bucked upwards.

“All for me?”

“All for you.” You gasped, feeling too sensitive to be teased.

He pulled your panties down, seeing some of your arousal cling to your panties and stretch thin until it broke. His right hand cupped your vulva, middle finger pushing in and feeling how wet you were.

“Anton.” You gasped.

He leaned closer to you, “You’re so wet for me.”

You looked away, feeling so embarrassed to see his smile.

“Look at me.” He moved his your chin towards him like you did to him earlier.

“Have you thought about this? Me fucking you?”

You nodded your head, keeping eye contact.

“How long?”

“A bit after we met. At the bar.”

He leaned in, pressing a hard kiss to your lips. His hips moved in, too, pressing his pants against your bare pussy, making you gasp and hold onto him.

“I thought about this, too, just like you, right after we met.”

Your hips began circling against his before you felt his large hands hold you still.

“I’m not gonna deny you anything, there’s nothing you have to be desperate for.” He kissed your neck, right where it dipped into your jaw.

“Ah.” You moaned.

Anton undid his pants and underwear, pressing his hard on against your thigh.

“Do you have any condoms?”

“Yeah, nightstand.”

He leaned over, opening your drawers before taking out a condom and sliding it on.

Anton pulled you down, fingers pressing into your hip bones as he laid his dick onto your stomach.

“Fuck, you’re huge.” You say, head craned upwards to see him.

He smiled, pulling away to align at your entrance. He swirled his fingers around your pussy, making you as wet as possible before sliding his head in. Your walls began fluttering around him.

“Calm down, you can take it.” He said, feeling your stomach relax.

Anton pushed further, almost half way before stopping to let you adjust. Looking up, you were a mess, your legs folding in, your breathing was ragged, your face was tense, too.

Moving to hover over you, Anton slid all the way in. You held onto his arms, gasping for breath as he stayed still, he doesn’t know how he did with the way your pussy was clenching around him.

“It’s alright, it’ll only take a minute.” He kissed your cheek.

After some time, you gave told him he could move. Your hand traveled down to rub your clit as he slid out, pushing back in you felt your legs shake. Every inch into you felt like too much, an outrageous amount of pleasure filling your core as Anton carefully sped up.

“Keep going.” You gasped out.

“I’m not stopping anytime soon.” He leaned down and kissed you, staying there as his hips moved on their own.

You continued moaning against his lips, fingers gliding around the build up of arousal on your clit as Anton continued. His rhythm was steady, he knew he was bigger than average and wanted to ease into anything rough.

“God you feel so good around me.”

Your walls clenched as he said that.

Anton couldn’t help but think about how his girlfriend didn’t feel like this. Fuck. He laid his head into your shoulder, nipping at the skin to try and forget about her. He’s fucking you right now, there’s no need to think of the really nice girl he’s been dating for a year.

He sped up, hips beginning to pound into yours, he slid almost entirely out before thrusting back into you.

“Anton.” You moaned.

“Feels good?”

“Keeping going.” You nodded.

He held onto your legs, hooking his hands behind your knees and pushing them towards your shoulders.

“Anton, yes!” You moaned, feeling so overcome with pleasure.

He’s never like this with his girlfriend. He’s always so slow and gentle, he never got rough with her. But you’re not her.

He continued pounding into you, engrossed with the sight of your fingers circling your clit, the sound of your moans, the expressions you have when he pleasures you. Before Anton could tell, he’s cumming into the condom.

He pulls you against him, your fingers grinding heavily against your clit as he gives you a few more thrusts before stilling. He felt your walls clench around him, holding him in place before fluttering still.

You pull him onto you, feeling his weight push you into the mattress.

“You’re so good.”

He laughed, the vibrations echoing onto you, “I am?”

“I’ve never had an orgasm like that before.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“So,” Anton couldn’t finish his thought, scared by what the rest of his sentence could be.

“So I’m gonna hold onto you for a while.” You laughed.

You felt him slowly pull out of you, hearing him laugh as he threw out the condom before relaxing into your bed.

He’s fucked.

taglist: @yoursyuno

[treezxu]

Yes Diamond Hijikata is privileged and didn't want to lose that but she's also been trying to upend corruption the way she knows how and part of that is she believes she can make a difference in the world and that in a galaxy so huge she's nothing unless she makes herself something and she believes her privilege gives her that chance shes afraid to fade into obscurity. she loves people and wants to help them but doesnt think she can unless she can get her education so she believes that one day the good she does will make up for the things shes overlooked and thats the only reason she was willing to side with her mother. not only that but her constant repetition of "you dont know that" is done to nullify the guilt she feels because technically they dont know. she tells juno the details are too grisly so she doesnt have to think about it and then denies that the man is dead. she never says he isnt but thats clearly how shes framing it. she also denies that her mother is surely guilty despite knowing full well she is and thats likely also so she doesnt have to think too hard about it. and shes a lot like sasha and ramses. like sasha she's willing to let lots of people get hurt by a bigger power meant to keep them safe but unlike sasha shes not willing to face the hard truth about that. where sasha is willing to kill people herself, diamond doesnt want to even think about the people dying. which ties her to ramses in a way. where they both believed that they could do good and therefore anything wrong they did was okay theyd make up for it but both ramses and diamond didnt have the stomach for what that truly meant. htey both believed that they just could do good even though neither of them knew for sure the consequences of their actions both good and bad and when facedwith the hard choices they used other people to do it but unlike ramses diamond knows this is very very wrong and again wants to turn a blind eye instead of taking charge. diamond is a lot deeper than her privilege but in the end it comes down to her own self-preservation. she doesnt want to let go of her future even though her means go against her morals but shes willing to cling to it because she believes it will be justified by her ends but she doesnt want to think about the people who get hurt and she doesnt want to think about a future where she doesnt make up for this. in the end shes someone whos used to having this big future in her head and the idea of threatening that is scary and unfortunately juno was a very disposable part of that future compared to her mother even if she loved him dearly. and it still hurt her to leave him behind but she was put off by his strong moral compass and afraid. so the real reason she sided with captain h isnt just the privilege that she provided but what that privilege could do for her later on and how that privilege played into her future. because if she doesnt have that future and she can't make things right, what is she doing? its all she has, especially now that junos gone.

tldr diamond hijikata doesnt want to be rich just to be rich and theres a lot of depth to her character that isnt explored. shes wrong in the end, yes, but dumbing her down to a single trope is lame and i think shes a lot more interesting than that

[strong-with-the-sarcasm]

Part 18: i'm anything but tame

"Don't tell me it's not fair. Believe me, I've been there. Bittersweet my renegade and I'm anything but tame. Oh, I hate to tell you this way. VIllians aren't born, darlin' we're made."  -Villians Aren't Born (They're Made) by PEGGY

Regent masterlist Mundane Macabre Part 17 AO3

Council of Uncaged Birds group chat [User Pharaoh has changed group name to Summon the Fraid Council] Summon the Fraid Council group chat Pharaoh-Tech: Phantom giw left AP InfiniteStarPrince: but thats good??? Queen_Regent: Where did they go? 

Dame_Asphodel: Phar tracked them far as NJ but the green says they are close to you.  Pharaoh-Tech: did some digging the bomb = not giw InfiniteStarPrince: yeah no gross ecto Queen_Regent: too subtle, not the usual guns blazing style.  InfiniteStarPrince: Oh.  Dame_Asphodel: Why Regent then? Queen_Regent: Who knows Phantom and I outside our night lives? Pharaoh-Tech: will dig more oracle tried 2 hack me Queen_Regent: Did you make contact? Dame_Asphodel: isnt Oracle a bat ally? Pharaoh-Tech: probably back hacked some files theres a file on Regent InfiniteStarPrince: why would BBB not have 1 on her??? Dame_Asphodel: BBB? Queen_Regent: Big Bad Bat. Batman. InfiniteStarPrince: yeah why wouldnt he have 1 on a meta Queen_Regent: he thinks is one Pharaoh-Tech: it has UR REAL NAMEE Queen_Regent:  I told him. InfiniteStarPrince: yeah, R let me know Dame_Asphodel: why? Pharaoh-Tech: u kidding i worried for nothing?!?! Queen_Regent: I’m dating Red Hood Dame_Asphodel: What happened to Jason? InfiniteStarPrince: him too Pharaoh-Tech: wat???? InfiniteStarPrince: R met his family 2 Pharaoh-Tech: hol up !?!?!?! u tellin me RH = JT?? Queen_Regent: Can’t confirm or deny Pharaoh-Tech: imma lay down head hurts Dame_Asphodel: That does make me think R Queen_Regent: that one of RH’s enemies tried to kill two birds with one bomb InfiniteStarPrince: oh snap plot twist Dame_Asphodel: who though?  Queen_Regent: RH is a crime lord Dame_Asphodel: who took on black mask Queen_Regent: I don’t want to do anything without proof

InfiniteStarPrince: black mask? Dame_Asphodel: crime lord got ass kicked by RH literally has a black mask as a face InfiniteStarPrince: so looking for one (1) ugly bastard Queen_Regent: evidence first. can’t execute mortal with zero InfiniteStarPrince: realm laws suck Dame_Asphodel: yet you’re still gonna be king sucks to suck Queen_Regent: For now i’ll ask RH for info he’s mad about the bomb worried I couldve been hurt InfiniteStarPrince: gross Dame_Asphodel: and after? Queen_Regent: well we’ll cross that bridge when we get there Dame_Asphodel:  I think you mean burn it Queen_Regent: whatever comes first

GothicDame and JazzHands chat

GothicDame: does he treat you well? JazzHands: very 

GothicDame: good always need more fertilizer JazzHands: Never change

If she was anyone else, Ellie walking through Jason’s apartment door with a dirty shovel over her shoulder while whistling a jaunty tune would have raised some concerns for the older Nightingale. Jazz decided to settle for fond exasperation over annoyance at her little sister’s literal (albeit forewarned) shovel talk, even though the aforementioned shovel was suspiciously covered in bloody dirt. 

However, any annoyance died and went to the realms when Ellie stood face to chest with Jason, one hand on her hip, shovel still over her shoulder and gave him a once-over. A four-foot-six teen standing off against her six-foot even boyfriend should not be allowed to be so comedic. 

“So, you’re the-“

“Red Hood.” 

“I was gonna say undead weenie, but that works too I guess.” 

It was just so ridiculous that Jazz couldn’t help but laugh at the two. Jason and Ellie spared her confused looks at her laughter, but didn’t comment as Danny entered the apartment as well, only he had an ecto smoothie in one hand and a bucket of popcorn in the other. The future Ghost King didn’t seem all that concerned about the scene he walked into, only pausing long enough to ask-

“Did I miss anything?” 

[I'm so glad to post a new part to the Regent! If you weren't aware, this also now lives on AO3.]

[sicklyseraphnsuch]

Radahn as a Relic

On its face, the text is so clear on what Radahn is supposed to be (thank you Skyen!! I was so fucking thrilled to see your character design breakdown)

I have... so many thoughts relating to empire, objectification, religious colonialism... But if anything, TB Skyen's analysis did clarify one thing: why Miquella would choose Radahn as his consort.

The DLC almost browbeats us with all the parallels between Miq and his mom. He is the ascendant god to be, here to usher in a New Age of Glory. And Radahn, the gloryhound, would eventually side with him. Because what Radahn is - textually - he is the man who stopped the world from turning, froze the stars in their perch, gatekeeper of the future, preserver of the past. He haunts and he lingers, grief and glory bound into his behemoth of a being.

Think also of his fighting style in comparison to Malenia - the so called Blade of Miquella. How does one fight Rot? By flowing, by moving like a rushing river. Malenia fights with emphasis on constant motion, encouraging progression. Radahn who is so stagnant, such a monument to stability and stature - oh he was so ripe for the rot - the perfect seedbed for the spores to take hold.

Because again as the DLC has made a point of showing, Rot isnt simple destruction - Rot is transformative. Caelid isnt a barren wasteland where nothing can thrive. So many things live here!! I would know bc they kept TRYING TO KILL ME. It makes sense from a thematic standpoint that Radahn is rotting, stubborn in his persistence to remain alive. It also makes sense that Miq would need Radahn to rot, just enough to get Marika's gold off of him and put him in His Unalloyed Gold instead. Just a little refurbishment, a new coat of paint to make everything seem like new.

It would make sense from a thematic standpoint that Radahn would be the chosen consort of someone who says "I Bring Change" but in every way otherwise, the text is not subtle that Miquella was "More of the Same".

Oh but the Golden Order is so cruel, so exacting, etc. Yes. Ofc it is. Marika wasnt winning her godhood with clasped hands in prayer. The hands once held out to treasure and comfort became hands that seized and strangled. The world wasn't going to kneel quietly to obey. No empire is made without blood and conquest.

Miquella would have faced the same exact problems his mother faced. Oh but he could enchant them. Sure. But I doubt that's foolproof. After all... Everyone loved Marika once, hailed her as a savior from oppression. Marika was a revolutionary herself. Im telling you - the text isnt subtle! Both Miq and Marika are driven by the same yearning for power to make the world a better place, according to their definition of "better". And the tyrants are always whoever came before, and the liberators are always whoever came after.

Miquella choosing Radahn as a consort, co-opting the gilded relic from the previous age - the monument to Godrick's glory, Radagon's ferocity - it only aligns with the truly unsubtle ways the DLC tells us: Miq is about to make the same damn mistakes. I mean it goes all the way back to his Haligtree. Even his greatest attempts, he made with his mother's image.

From a symbolic standpoint, its easy to see how Rot infecting this Golden Trophy is a metaphor for how the Golden Order through its stagnation - its oppression created the tools of its undoing. That the Leader of the faction who claims to change the Order weilds a weapon of Rot is especially potent as well from that regard. As if saying, Miquella's arsenal includes all the things that are causing the Order's downfall now. Again, this reveals how Miquella is "More of the Same" under the guise of "change". (im sure theres probably a connection to antichrist imagery - antichrist in the "American Christian radicals" sense wherein every leader that attempts at peace gets labeled as the antichrist. how fucked is that right?)

Now, there's an interesting by play here with Radahn himself - separate from Miquella. We know Radahn marched on Leyndell. We know that he made a play for Elden Lord. That makes sense on its face as the prized champion of the Golden Age would in turn seek its highest seat.

At this point, I should note that I dont think Radahn is much about the philosophy of the Golden Order - but it is simply that the Golden Order maintains the status quo that he capitalizes from. I dont think hes someone who would change loyalties ofc, but that his loyalty once earned hardly ever wavers. And in this case, I believe his loyalty was pledged to glory itself, not the Golden Order and its fundamentals - but to triumph and to prestige. The status quo allows him to gambol about Caelid, fighting stars, and he likes that. Its debatable that he would like oppression in truth. Isnt that funny? All the trappings of imperialism and empire just no oppression please. God its like reading a coffee shop AU when it bleeds out all the desperation of capitalism and the harassment of being in customer service.

Honestly, he and Miquella would be very well matched in that regard. But. I think as it is. Radahn would resist - when the time came and Miquella started espousing his change. Radahn is sentimental enough (again the whole reliving the glory schtick) that he would resist Miquella's intent (if not the result which would be... minimal in the grand scheme of themes). For better or for worse, Radahn was Too Much of the Old Regime and Miquella is rebranding here. So. Somethings had to be changed from the inside out.

And in the end, it all ends up same as it ever was. A golden haired god on the back of his golden armored champion. If anything, now everything is more gold than ever.

There is something to the way Elden Ring kind of (unsubtly) demonstrates how the more radical change is resisted, the more everything starts to become similar.

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yandere alphabet with ticci toby

tw: rape mentioned, violence, burning, knives, slashing, murder, assault, serial killers, being watched every single moment, etc.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

it really depends with toby. if hes in a really good headspace and isnt really thinking about too much, if youve had a horrible day or if hes punished you too much, hes soft. it reminds you of when you were younger, how he used to hold you as you cried over stupid things on his shirt. sometimes he likes to just hold you, or do something with you. his love language is physical touch and quality time after all. he likes having you with him at all times, just slowly playing with your hair.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

he usually makes you do the killing since he gets tired after his missions. it really fucks you up, but he feels closer to you if youre suffering the same way he does. Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

Toby would. more than love, he has hate in his heart. he mocks you a lot for still being so head over heels for him and being a whore who cant move on. he mocks you for being no better than him, being a murderer and psychopath. that you always have the chance to end him and leave but you conciously kill. that youre still the same pathetic girl you were as a kid. Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

he makes you kill. he uses you for missions from time to time and youre often the spy. he knows that youre smart enough to not run your mouth.

you hate killing. you hate it a lot. but you'd rather die than live without him. you know the consequences and you choose to do what he asks. its not fair that he makes you choose over him or random innocent strangers.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

youre the only one who knows everything about him. he tells you about his day and he vents to you from time to time the way he did as a kid. times like those make you feel like nothing has changed at all.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

it happens a lot. you begging him to stop and fucking go back to normal. he hates it, because he doesnt want to go back. he likes the way he is now. you dont realize how horrible life was for him because he wasnt the beloved princess unlike you. it ends with a slap usually, but the days when you too lost control were the worst.

"(name)."

"no... no I didnt mean to do that! toby I'm sorry-"

he brought out his precious blade and slit your cheek enough to make blood ooze out without scarring. he grabbed your hair and pushed you onto the bed.

you learnt your lesson that day.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

it is, because it's so rare. youre not stuck in the lodge unless youve fucked up bad and he lives with you in your home. theres no need to run because hes not kept you tied up to him at all. the only way you can escape is to leave and live with your friend.

he finds you, ofcourse, but he doesnt get you back. you crawl into your home because how long will you live mooching off another without seeing toby. hes been there your entire life and that one year without him almost drove you insane.

when youre back though, toby is fucking livid. bruises, scratches, bites, scars. he draws blood out of you as if he hasnt had a drop of liquid in days.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

during one of the fights that went bad, you brought it up that he behaved how his father did. this was the worst decision of your life.

"i'll show you how my father behaves."

you woke up two days later covered in bandages seeing a sobbing toby.

"im sorry, im sorry, im sorry-"

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

he doesnt know what he wants anymore. when you were younger you hoped the band would grow and you could amek money doing the thing you loved with toby. i guess he wouldnt quite mind the same.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

not often. he does get jealous sometimes but he avoids thinking about you when you arent infront of him to try and stay focused. if you make him jealous then hell just slap you once you get home and push you onto the bed. you know what happens next.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

toby is a roller coaster. he always has been, but its much worse now after losing everything. he can be so sweet and affectionate, or he can be cold and unfeeling. he tries to be sweet when youre down, and hes unrecognizable when he is upset.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

he didnt have to. you have been best friend since you could remember being alive, and you have been inseperable throughout. you just happened to develop feelings over the years.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

yes. when hes the bassist in your band, hes just toby. the funny, smily kind he once was. you wish he was like that forever, but it's a front to let you have the one thing you passionately love. because if toby isnt in the band, you arent either.

to the other proxies and pastas, hes more sober. his killings are usually fast and he tries not to dwell on them too much. theyve noticed his change in behaviour when you are in the lodge. your screams, his laughs and the absolute ruthlessness with which he treats you. they are almost surprized that he claims to love you, because it seems like he wants to continue your suffering rather than let you die a quick death.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

it can be anything. he could punch you till you fall and kick your battered body or fuck you till youre sore for days on the end. maybe even fuck with your brain if he feels like it. the intensity is always bad, but it depends on toby's mood mainly.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

he doesnt really take any rights apart from free will. you do what he says when he wants you to and he leaves you alone when youre of no use to him. he does control a lot of things from behind the scenes though, like hide your clothes so you can only wear his. he wouldnt admit how possesive he gets because he doesnt want you to know how much he really cares about you.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

toby is not patient. he never was and never will be. when he wants something he gets it done then and there. you can not procrastinate with him. he will get upset and you know what happens when he does.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

you? die? that wouldnt happen unless its of completely natural causes. he makes ben keep his eye on you 24/7 through cctvs or even your phone. you can not suicide, ben will simply teleport to you and stop you no matter what he has to do. ben is closest to toby and jeff, and cares about them enough to spend a good portion of his freetime looking after their toys.

successfully escapes wouldnt work. the thing about toby is, youre more obsessed with him than he is. as i stated before, its not even his manipulation that got you this way, it was simply the years that youve spent together. you need him because youve never been without him and it doesnt matter whether he wants you there or not.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

he does feel guilty. he hates it and thats why he hates you. he hates how you are a constant reminder of whata could have been and what has happened. he doesnt need to let you go because youll return to him anyways.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

his childhood was rough as hell. its either that or the disorders he doesnt treat that fuck him up.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

he doesnt want to deal with it. he treats your feelings like he does with his but a little more softly. if hes in a good mood while youre crying hell try and comfort you and you will feel how it did when you were kids.

if youre screaming and crying because of a punishment however, he wont stop. he does feel fucking guilty but he channels the rage into being rougher with you. he laughs at you calling you pathetic and how you probably are enjoying this.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

the most unique thing about him is you. he may be violent and all, but youve been possesive of him forever. youve clung onto him so badly that nothing he does will make you leave. your like a leech to him, sucking his soul out with every moment youre together. he loves you so much he cant get himself to make you leave. its toxic for him too as it is for you.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

when toby isolates himself cause of a bad fucking day (this is quite rare though). you can leave him whenever you want actually, the doors always open. you just wont.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

yes ofcourse. hes a serial killer.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

worship is a stretch. you plague his mind the whole time, yes, but he wouldnt "worship" you. youre his best friend, not some goddess.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

he started to develop feelings for you when he hit adolescence. watching you sing while he played the first time you decided to start a band was when he started to see you more than just (nickname). you both have always had some sort of situationship going on which was kind of the reason you never stayed in a relationship for too long. he fell for you when he was 13 and you were 11 so in the current year it should be 6 years.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

he wouldnt. hes very careful with you no matter how unhinged he may seem.

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For the hcs ask! How about kiyoshi, Imayoshi, and kuroko and their toxic traits!

imma include this in "works" because they are hcs technically

and IM SORRY ABT THIS but i have stated in my rules n stuff that i usually only do stuff for the gom + kagami, rarely will I write anything abt other characters

BUT imayoshi is i think pretty interesting for this one so ill try for him but not for kiyoshi sorry😅😅

Toxic Traits Hcs

Characters: Kuroko, Imayoshi

Kuroko

id think he would have some sort of attachment issues when it comes to people in his life

especially after what happened at teiko

i think he could be the type to stay away from people as much as he could

adds onto the fact that he likes observing people, but twisting it in a way that he does so from a distance

but in the instance that he is getting close with someone, he tries everything to keep them close

everything that he can at least that wouldnt harm others around him, but he doesnt mind it if the thing that he's doing accidentally harms himself ykwim?

i also think that he would have kind of a "black and white" view on things

'what you do is either good or bad, theres no in between"

which can kinda hinder his perspective on things

again, adding the part that he is very observant of people that might have a bit of an effect

sometimes he think he KNOWS the person and starts assuming things about them

and he can be horribly blunt, so he might slip up some casual "opinions based off of what ive seen" but is actually causing more harm than he thinks lmfao

Imayoshi

yeesh i can go on and on about toxic traits with this guy

but lets break it down

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anyways

hes very manipulative, we know this

he uses his "mind reading" skill to his own advantage, not caring if it harms anyone around him

but he also uses that to kind of mold people how he wants them to be

also, in turn, he knows exactly what to do and say if he wants to tick people off, or he wants someone to do something for him without actually telling them ykwim?

hes very sarcastic and loves to taunt people *cough cough hanamiya*

and hes also insane in like getting along with people

he can be a good person if he wants to be percieved as such

he uses this as an advantage though, more of like collecting people he can use in the future

the thing is he's really fucking good at it, which is why also personally i cant not like him

unlike hanamiya, who actively enjoys seeing others struggling, this man just doesnt give a fuck

he doesnt care if youre happy or your sad or if youre feeling any kind of emotion he just ignores you

THAT IS UNLESS he can use that emotion of yours somehow

if not then when he sees someone crying he'll just not pay attention as if nothing is happening

he doesnt even feel annoyed or anything he just walks off liek this was a completely normal thing

like hanamiya, i think he would also struggle to make connections

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not that he wants to make connections in the first place, but it is a struggle nonetheless

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cop car and I bet on losing dogs by Mitski are Jack Marston to me.. he’s so dog metaphor motif you know? Like in my head John’s OBVIOUSLY represented w a wolf, and like idk Abigail a dog maybe? Like, she’s sweet but can be fierce. Guard dog type stuff. And she’s settled down with John. But Jack? My boy is a coyote. Not as beautiful and strong as a wolf, and not as domesticated and sweet as a dog. No, guy is in this awkward middle. He’s his mama’s boy but god, is he exactly like his father. But he’s not truly either one. Anyways. Idk how this went from Mitski to animal motifs but idk anyone to send random Jack yapping to.. I LOVE YOU JACK MARSTON!! I LOVE YOU ANIMAL MOTIFS!! and coyotes are my fave animal but whatever.. !

How did you know I love mitski..and jack marston ..and COMBINED😧

Your yap makes a lot of sense!! I love ur take on this boo

The lyrics of Cop Car I think could definitely portray his character if looked at that way, so much of it is so specifically similar.

Eg first lines: "I get mean when I'm nervous like a bad dog"

Considering Jack's anger he shows, as a response to the environment he was grown up in that caused so much stress, and nervousness, it coming out negatively like a "bad dog", (also similar to how he believes he comes from a rough, uncivilized background represented as a dog, which is a very uncivil and rough animal, he expresses he sees himself as a product of that environment), fitting very well in my opinion

Another line of: "I dont think about the past, it's always there anyway"

The repetition of that line comes of as denial, like she's trying to tell herself that even if she doesnt actually follow it. Jack's entire future and life is centered around that past, his becoming of a gunslinger, his murder of Ross, his cold cut off attitude is all a result of his past in the gang and family's involvement in that gang culture of the late 1800s. By 1914, Jack is seemingly a shell of a person, with "nothing to live for" as he says, and attached to the past as he goes to kill the man who ruined his family many years ago and often reference his past in small lines. However, Jack seems to still be trying to be independent and become and feel like his own person away from that past, which I think could be represented by that line trying to tell himself and deny he doesn't think of the past. The repeition also being in "its always there anyway" could show how he is so influenced by that old gang past and family past its shown so obviously every day to him by things like his gunslinger outfit and weapons.

Finally (although not the only other line you could pick): the line: "I miss riding horses, I miss running fast"

Obviously, Jack still rides horses in 1914. But this line creates imagery of a carefree, happy atmosphere of the past in which riding horses was an activity of joy rather then just a thing you do. One of the happiest times you see Jack in 1907 and 1911 is when John takes him horse riding, for instance when they go "riding fast" as John challenges him to a race. So perhaps you could take this line too as a reference, if looked that way.

Arent that many lines in cop car only about 3 other unique ones lmfaoo

As for I Bet On Losing Dogs, I think theres less that specifically could be used as a reference but the whole in general I get u gives it off too.

Eg when she says "someone to watch me die" , the line itself sounds like Mitski craves for someone to watch her at her most vulnerable, and be there where someone never normally would be unless very close to them. Someone to "see" her past all other artificial things and as total person. Jack doesn't have this, Jack has nobody to watch him die. So the line could be used to reference Jack's loneliness, and how much he internally craves someone to see him as a loving family member would, as all who have have left or just died in front of him. Obviously Jack would never say that, as he puts on a hard front exterior to protect himself from someone dying or leaving him again, but the want doesn't leave.

As for the animal representation, I totally get you!! Considering how much in 1914 Jack seemingly tries to feel like his Father, referencing him as himself often (eg in the line "I'm John Marston's boy!"), in addition to the fact other people perceive him as his Father, definitely I think shows that they would be represented by a similar animal.

Of course, not the same animal as its represented time and time again that Jack strives to separate himself too, and no matter how much he tries will always feel like a "black sheep" next to his Father.

So a coyote totally works for him! Especially with coyotes as very agitated animals, and only aggressive when threatened, yet when aggressive can be extremely dangerous. My only disagreement would be that coyotes are strong pack animals, whilst Jack, or atleast adult Jack, about anything but. Then again, you could argue Jack was a pack animal to start, but got separated from them.

I think his animal would be a Golden Jackal, in my opinion. Jackals are very wary of humans, and when threatened can be aggressive. But generally, will shy away and stay further from other predators silently. They aren't above smaller animals however, as they are known to even eat foxes. They're smaller then wolves, but often mistaken for wolves or coyotes.

Awww Abigail as a guard dog I could totally see !! I could see her as a guard dog that's been adopted by old people to become a normal house pet. Lots of guard dogs come from strict and often cruel environments, as no dog is born to be aggressive on command, but taught. This could perhaps parallel her environment growing up. Especially If a dog were adopted to a 'normal' household, that whilst still grateful and trying their hardest sometimes make mistakes as a result of their old environment giving them a negative reputation.

Thanks for yapping to me!! What do you think?? And happy new year ♡♡♡❤❤☝️☝️

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Making my grand return after 3 weeks of inactivity! (Though I may not be active all the time) Lets talk about TPOT 14!

While I did enjoy this episode a lot, the only downside I have with it is how it was a little too fast paced, I can handle that for BFDIA, but I think knowing how TPOT usually is maybe it was a little offputting, I might need to do a rewatch, but I remember a lot from the episode so im still goin with this post.

So with that said...lets start the ramble session!

So I just want to point out how Pencil is clearly living in the past on how obsessed she is to desprately reform FreeSmart by getting Book and Ice Cube, idk why it just feels funny and weird, you can clearly tell how uncomfortable they were in this and last episode that they want nothing to do with her, whatever the hell she did to them in IDFB (im still having thoughts the 'FreeSmart downfall' is gonna hppen in IDFB with Match being the first to leave the LOL.)

Ill admit the shot of the new TCOA was pretty cool, I like it when they implement 3d things into BFDI

Now... onto the CAS. I freaked out so bad in vc when I saw Pin and Ice Cube safe, ik Taggy and Book was gonna be safe so i didnt worry, but felt like Pin was in danger because she couldnt do much being stuck to Gaty, I thought Icy was gonna be out because she was used just to try and kill the fish monster, she couldnt really do much. But OH MY GOD.

I FUCKING GOT IT RIGHT. FOR A WHILE I HAD A FEELING ERASER AND GATY WAS GONNA BE OUT. Ill be honest Eraser didnt have much going on anymore because of Teardrop being eliminated in TPOT 9, so what else did he have left? I dont know exactly, I really had expected him getting out. Now TREE? I didnt expect him to be in the bottom 2, I thought he would be third to last safe, Pin and Gaty being bottom two because both of them didnt do much but be stabbed and used as a weapon by Robot Flower. As much as I love Gaty, I had a feeling she was gonna be out, and finding out I was right about her and Eraser being out made me insanely shocked. The first time I ever got a TPOT prediction right, though I thought One was gonna immediately snatch them up soon after, but good thing Book took notice of it and try to have and her, alongside Pin try to keep Gaty safe. While the others threw Eraser around basically.

Now im glad we got to see the elimination space again, and seeing the others are trying to escape, Fries and Puffball trying to break what seems to be a barrier? Also I noticed Saw, Nickel and Coiny are not there, ik they arent snatched by One but maybe theyre somewhere?

This genuinely made me sad, I had a really good feeling Two was gonna be upset about Gaty being out, I was definetly aware they couldnt bring themself to send her to the elimination space knowing how close she is to them, I didnt expect them to send her to kitchen, however, seeing the scene of One staring at her makes me feel like Two should had sent her there, Gaty is at risk of being snatched, which is gonna upset them even more or hell, send them into a panic, from what ive seen, they seem to brush off the fact Bell/Bomby/Barf Bag/Needle are missing, but what happens if Gaty disappears? Will they try to keep running the show? Theres a lot of predictions you can go off from.

I just wanna show this screenshot its so funny that Taggy is just staring at Book like this ����😭😭

Glad to see Firey Jr again!

Its funny how DPYA tried to do the same thing from last episode trying to defeat that venus flytrap(?), like sure that would totally work again.

Kind of like how Pin thought doing this again was gonna work in BFDIA 15, LOL.

Closing out my post on the post credits scene, I kind of wonder where the other exitors went. I completely freaked out seeing Match end up in the Pillary Ruins, and this shot here is so cool like.... Knowing last episode we saw Firey and Leafy, are we gonna see more of the BFB contestants again? I wonder what they will have for the plot in future episodes...

And something tells me FreeSmart may reform again, knowing Match is with Ruby and Bubble, and apparently Pencil trying to get Ice Cube and Book back, though its not gonna happen.

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hello. below is me rambling about my new au - the ancient city one - and what i have down for it all right now. its just me rambling, and i tend to talk like im actually TELLING people about my ideas? like im sitting across from someone explaining it, and i try to imagine im speaking to someone who knows nothing about the sanses to try and like, GRIP the characters right, yknow? so yeah - lol

uh gore warning ig? its only descriptions for now, but i WILL be drawing them at some point!

oh yeah its bsp too lol

Story starts with Cross, who was disowned by his father after the death of his brother, which happened slightly after a very large argument between Cross and said brother. this is set in an old-ish setting. not quite modern day, not quite old timey. more fantasy set time - anyway yeah, Cross gets kicked out and shamed . oh hes human too here, you'll see later-

Cross is supposed to read as slightly unlikable, not fully, but with enough character flaws to balance out his good traits. Hes cold, very ambitious, but quite selfish too. he finds it hard to put himself in others shoes, and is focused, at first, in his own self interest. at the same time, he can be incredibly sweet, and self sacrificing when he wants to be. a hero truly. hes adaptable, and strong willed, even if he can sometimes break down in an anxious mess.

Cus Cross has been disowned, he decides to set out on his own path, alone, with not much on his other than his own survival skills - as all men from his town are trained for war and go through mandatory service, as he decides to treck and explore the world, figuring maybe, if he was luckily, he'd find a NEW home and family..

Eventually, one night, Cross is attacked by wolved while out setting up camp for the night. they destroy everything he'd worked for, and would him near fatally,

One of the wolves got a bit to his head, biting right into his right eye, leaving an awful bite mark over it that forces his eye shut forever. he isnt TECNICALLY blind, but he cant really open it without massive pain, ( it will eventually get infected and need to be removed. but thats WAYY in the future.)

Cross in his mad bid for safety, managed to scale a slight cliff edge, and find a very tight cave on a said cliff edge, managing to climb up over this ledge covered in lichen and algae, and sneaking into the gap that the wolves cannot reach. unfortunately, Cross wasnt expecting the drop.

When Cross wakes up, hes in what can only be described as the ruins of an old settlement, a… city? he thinks? the stone buildings are all destroyed, looking like a bomb has gone off through it, the stone in rubble, but miraculously, there are these glowing blue lanterns handing off posts that make up bridges connecting the little 'islands' of rubble to another in a pattern, those lanterns dim, but glowing faintly enough he can see his way… hes lying in a small pond, or a well or somthing, glowing blue algae covering the water, and HIM by extension, the water cold and soaking him to the bone.

What the hell happened here?

its as Cross is trying to right himself and fugure out where the HELL he is that he sees three figure in the distance...

They move, they walk, but theyre… theyre skeletons...

.... mostly. a couple of them look like they have a LITTLE flesh covering them, but its all mouldy and rotten. theres three of them, and all of them are dressed in dark robes, and covered in that ALGAE-lichen stuff, all that glowing cyan and black colour, spreading over their limbs like a plague. they seem all slightly confused on Cross entering their domain, the shortest one looks at his suspiciously under their cowl, and the tallest, with his awful head wound, pokes and prods at Cross and his broken body with fascination. the other one, with pitch black oozing eye sockets, seems FACINATED with him, excited even, theyre rubbing up against Cross like a cat and getting that black/cyan stuff all over him, Cross to scared and in pain to push it away from him

are they… inhabitants of the past settlement, maybe?

Turns out they can, mostly, speak english. they speak with an accent like no other, one Cross cant place, and use what Cross can only describe as odd and outdated words sometimes, but they seem to be able to understand him, at least. and they understand hes hurt, and needs help..

theyre kinda… well, theyre creepy as shit, no doubt bout it, but theyre not… TRYING to be? theyre curious and weird and a bit gross, but theyre almost CAT like? they purr, they nuzzle, they even fucking SNIFF him at first, and dunk his head under the water when they find his scent distressing. - thats Killer to note - they have fucking TAILS - he sees them when Goopy turns to chirp at his friends-

theyre in different states of decay… though the flesh they DO have is little, and covered by that lichen stuff holding it to their bones like stitches, theyre not ACTIVLY rotting anymore? nor do they really smell?

The smallest one seems to speak for them, not really out of any leadership, but because Goopy doesnt seem to really understand, and Head Wound seems to only make rumbling chirping noises - they ALL make those noises, but… Scarf seems to understand him best, even it they CLEARLY dont trust Cross…

they work for their Master, and lover, a Creature named Nightmare. a being made from that black/cyan stuff, and the one who destroyed this previous kingdom entirely, killing all residents

well all, bar three? are.. well, are they dead or..?

Killer mostly moves on all fours, close to the ground, almost like a spider. he CAN stand upright, but its painful for him, and hes quicker lower to the floor. Dust is the shortest and has these glowing red spots that act like pupils in his eyes, one of them corrupted by the cyan stuff. Horror has an actual EYEBALL still in his left socket - the side with the big wound - while the other is empty. Dust is the least 'decomposed' and still has slight bits of pale tinged-purple-blue skin held to his bones with the algae stuff, but he seems to try and hide it under his layers of clothes. both Killer and Horror have claws, while Dust has his filled down and softer, though still SHARP! Killer is much more intelligent than he appears.

all three of the skeletons used to be human! theyre of a different race to any Cross would know, and mostly lived in caves and hollowed out mountains - theyre usually small people - Horror being what the kingdom would call 'a giant', with a range of skin tones but most being a soft brown, and hair that stems from black to dark red and oranges - they mostly all have dark eyes better suited to dark environment, and good senses

Dust is the most 'intelligent' of the three, seemingly knowing an array of languages and seems to know how to heal. Killer has spikes and bone shards and teeth sticking from his clothes and has a dagger attached to his belt - maybe some kind of warrior? Horror carries a spear with him that he leans on as he walks. he seems to be able to walk fine without it, but uses it almost as a cane - maybe a pain condition over physically not being able to move? with the head wound.. well, does that even MATTER anymore?

Anyways, yeah, noot noot-

Nightmare used to be a spirit of protecting for the city, until a disagreement with his Other Half, quite literally, his twin brother Dream - two beings born of the same soul, which caused Nightmare to corrupt.

Nightmare doesnt show up until at LEAST halfway through the story!

this story will eventually conclude with Cross joining them, and them all falling in love, Cross getting the answers he wants about them, and getting his FAMILY that he desperately craves.

im still working on this obs, but im gonna be doing some drawings of them not lol - obviously theres gonna be a bit of a gore warning -

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I'm sure these ideas have been discussed or elaborated on further before, but I wanted to yap about some fun / interesting sonic concepts revolving around silver!! :3 I wanted to play around with the concept that silver is born in sonic's present and general laws of time in the sonic world.

If theres anyone who wants to elaborate on these concepts and do something bigger than what I have with it, IM BEGGING YOU PLEASE DO IT and please please share it!! also if there ARE comics or stories of these concepts already written, pls link em below! I'll link them at the bottom of this post

Imagine silver exists in sonics present, but is born when sonics in his 60s or smth. Silver comes to sonic's present only to find out he was born and he just says "oh yeah I remember this" or maybe he falls into an uncanny mental state and theres just lore. or maybe, when Silver comes to the present to "stop sonic" only to find out that sonic raised him. like that'd be nuts. imagine if he killed sonic, which could've lead to him being a completely different person or maybe he wouldn't have survived. I personally like the concept of it being destiny that he didn't stop or kill sonic because in the future hes his "dad" or maybe saved him.

This could also make for some fun aus, like silver being made and raised by eggman. Silver helps eggman take over the world, but sonic comes and stops eggman and kills him in some way (maybe not directly because thats not sonics thing, but maybe he was put in prison and he passed there or smth) so silver goes back in time to stop and kill sonic. silver could learn how horrible eggman was and how manipulated he'd been, so he decides to stop eggman in the present, who basically raised him, and in result saves the world and makes the future a better place, but also results in silver disappearing / not being born. OR maybe silver does exist, but in result of being raised differently, he doesn't know sonic / remember sonic.

OR depending on the rules of the world: maybe silver can't exist when theres already a silver in the world. maybe there can be a tragic story told there where silver has to tell sonic and the crew that he can never see them again because hes about to exist in the world and he cant be in the same world with himself, so he has to depend on sonic and the gang to take care of the world. maybe they have to go find baby silver and raise him in order for silver to be born into the savior of the future, but when kid silver (k!silver I'll call him) grows up the world gets corrupted and he believes its sonics fault because eggman frames him. so k!silver goes back into the past, tries to stop sonic who he sees as his "evil dad whos betrayed him", but then learns that sonic isn't the problem and its actually eggman. and then THE CYCLE CONTINUES.

In the sonic world, we know that the future can be changed by playing with the past, so this brings up the question: what rules are there around time? Nothing is necessarily destined in this universe because things can be altered, which brings up the question: how many universes has silver created by altering the past? How many strands of this one timeline have split off because of these choices, and where do they go? is it like a deadpool × wolverine phenomenon where certain timelines need to just get wiped because once an 'anchor' in the world is removed, the timeline gets lost? for example: in the recent comics when sonic and silver go to dr. starline and eggmans collaborative base w all of the portals. if silver were to go to the future and not help sonic in searching for resulting in sonics death, would that become a separate timeline? what happens if he comes back from the future to fix it? does that become a separate timeline too? if this is the case... then doesn't that a) make silver god and b) mean there are hundreds of silvers and sonics, making EVERY alternate universe canon?

sonics just a brain fuck tbh

[galactica7071]

the space jigen ramblings part 1

okay. you all know this guy, right

☝️that guy

his name's daisuke jigen. he's cool

but THIS guy👇

is ALSO named daisuke jigen. and he's the other jigen's great-great-grandson from this silly little (cancelled) spinoff series called lupin the 8th

I'm not anywhere near normal about him. tread carefully.

the family tree✨ (sort of)

present day daisuke jigen -> his daughter kyoko -> daisuke numba 2 -> his daughter akane -> daisuke numba 3

yeah yeah space jigen is the 5th (or maybe 6th? idk my various first and second-hand sources all switch between the two a bit) of his name in canon but canon doesn't exist so he's jigen the 3rd. haha get it. like lu-

daisuke was a well-liked name in this family I guess. the very wonderful and talented author203's work with jigen over on ao3 made me physically unable to imagine him with a son so bam!!💥 he had a daughter. and then jigen #2 had one too. and #3 will too but shhhh that's for later

I don't have any big ideas for what the intermediate generations look(ed) like yet (except kyoko being a redhead) but it'd be funny if jigen #2 looked nothing like og jigen and then #3 ended up being. literally exactly like him. genetics are weird as fuck so it could happen

thighs ❌ ass ❌ personality ✅

theres not much to space jigen in canon from what I can tell. if I had to make a comparison tho he's like cagliostro jigen (- me, who hasn't seen it yet), relatively chill with a heart of gold but kind of a gremlin too. but here's what I think makes him tick :)

he's japanese-italian and an earth-born

dad is a lunar soldier and mom is a biologist (this man got NONE of mama's brains though lmao)

space jigen is such a softie on the inside. so sentimental, so empathetic, and always looking out for those he cares about

really wishes he were a family man <3

5'10" king with the miyazaki-patented snatched waist

mom taught him how to shoot, surprisingly (or unsurprisingly. she is related to the daisuke jigen so)

knew lupin since they were kids. not because their parents introduced them or anything, but because they just so happened to be in the same class and immediately hit it off. these two losers only grew closer as they grew up together and then lupin was like "hey you wanna solve crimes together" and jigen was like "fuck it sure" yadda yadda time is a flat circle

definitely autistic and probably has adhd and is very undiagnosed (the adhd is me projecting)

possibly even more of a romantic than og jigen. he's bi + demisexual. yes, he has had many failed romances of his own except one but shhhh that doesn't matter yet, and no, he hasn't learned from any of his mistakes

kind of a selfish brat at times. if you go out to eat with him and order an appetizer, he WILL eat all the onion rings if no one stops him

he has a huuuuge sweet tooth. you thought the lollipops were an oral fixation? well they are but this guy is a sugar fiend. asks if he can have a bite of your dessert when he's already devoured his and licked the plate clean 20 seconds after getting his grubby hands on it, sugar fiend. do not tell him you have chocolate ice cream in the fridge when you have him over because it will be gone by tomorrow morning. yes, it has bitten him in the ass once or twice

complainmaxxing is his favorite pastime. and puzzles! theres always at least one 1000 piece jigsaw out somewhere in the arsene and co headquarters that he swears he's working on and that no one can put away because he "already spent so friggin' long on it" and he's "just been too busy to work on it" (jigen we haven't had a new case in weeks)

likes space westerns. romcoms are a guilty pleasure (don't let the guys find out)

has a soft spot for working group dogs. why? they're strong, loyal, and love unconditionally

ghosts freak him out. bro can't even play luigi's mansion with the lights off

firearms special interest got genetically transferred to him. but this is the future so he's into laser rifles and portal guns and shit. armed spacecraft too

taught lupin how to fight for realsies

where'd he learn to fight? dad made him do karate as a kid. he preferred practicing at the shooting range

banned from the local laser tag arena for being too good. shooting at each other out in the vacuum of space is funner anyway

stubborn just like his peepaw. he complains a lot but if it directly affects him he is eerily silent. toxic masculinity ftw‼️

I try to imagine him as being like og jigen but not as depressed/traumatized to try and fit in line with the ✨family friendliness✨ of viii, so he's a little more emotionally available and whatnot. look at those kind eyes. such a sweetie pie

[pleasantspark]

Absolution Chapter One

Author's Note: I did tell people I was gonna do something but I was told off by Cell and I can't just go into the kitchen and take a huge weapon, my mom would find out. I am not feeling too well, I need help but the same help I usually get would consist of the same "Yeah happy place, yeah happy PLACE YEAH HAPPY." it's not working. So I made this isekai OnionBug and others fic. I apologize for worrying people, I tend to get overwhelmed I want to thank people who reached out including someone that's controversial in the community. Just, just bare with me, It's another one of my SchizoEffective Episodes and I need the support, and I just can't do this.

Warnings: Suicide, Mentions of Suicide, Suicide Ideations, Delusions, Depressing Dialogue, Implied Mentions of CSA (Although suspicions of CSA), and additional tags

ab·so·lu·tion

/ˌabsəˈlo͞oSHən/

noun

formal release from guilt, obligation, or punishment.

an ecclesiastical declaration of forgiveness of sins.

There was always something wrong with me. It wasn't really a big deal as most make it out to be really.

I guess it was because I was seen as crazy of the day, and not actually someone worth a damn, in the populace of mentally ill troubled people I make up most of the percentage rather then the estimate of everyone.

All because I dare to utter a single phrase, really back then before this hellscape I was completely okay. I had no issues, I had been happy, dare I say… Glad? An emotion I have not felt for years now, less before the age of 7, those days are behind me.

I look at the mirror and what I see isn't a regular person, it's someone who seen enough, who had lived for too long. Someone with no future ahead.

I have nobody, I am a sack of meat to be used, and abused to be abused in the most depraved ways, been that way since I was 7, probably even earlier. No one tells me anything.

Probably for the best, if I was to ask what happened those years ago I'd probably use that as a badge of honor.

As I stare fornlornly at the mirror, I barely recognize myself, someone wouldn't have gussed the cheerful happy go lucky girl that didn't just say something, someone who was lacking a backbone.

Then I saw it, in the corner of my eye.

Him.

No one would have guessed my delusions manifested in my day to day life as a means to comfort me, I have no one to tell how I feel so I began to manifest him.

He's everything I dream to be, in every since of the word.

Unapologetic, Perfect, Smart… Those things I can only dream of being. He placed his hands on my shoulder and leans down.

“Don't you want to burn it all to the ground?” He said, I tensed.

“Don't you feel the rage they put you through?” He pointed to my room where theres a desktop and the site tumblr were on, the callout posts, the mean people… Everyone, there was a few that cared but that was inbetween. There was too much going on through my head and rather not enough things done in this world.

I always never had the pleasure of true happiness and that's okay, I suppose I was destined to be nothing more than someone who walks through life faking it.

I was destined for greatness. Since 2010 I repeated those words up until 2025, those words started off as a confident stupid child but gradually overtime became less and less confident and became more emphasized on the “Was” part, almost as if I was already considering leaving this earth.

The truth was, I never was destined for shit. I was destined to be someomne who failed at every turn, and the only person who brought me pleasure is technically not real, a figment of my otherwise deserted and deluded mind.

I grew up as the weird kid, and was always bullied. It started with Sonic and ended with… Cell.

He knelt down and placed his hands on my shoulders looking at me through the mirror. He smiled.

“You know, it doesn't suit you, right? A frown doesn't suit you, you should smile more.”

For a apperation that isn't real, god was he real, my eyes caught on the knife on the toilet cover.

“You're considering it.”

He said, as the beeping notification of Discord rings insessently.

“No.”

Bloop.

“Yes you are. You want to end it.”

BLOOP.

“I…”

Words escape me in this situation, what was I supposed to say? He's just a part of my mind, but…

“I'm scared.”

“Likewise, death is a very scary thing, no one would want to do it.”

“They make it so easy.”

“Yeah, because those people you're thinking of are school shooters, and deeply disturbed people, they did it to avoid accountability.”

“…I do not mean those idiots. I mean the people who aren't here with us.”

Cell shifts a bit, I can tell the conversation was getting to him, he manifested as a guide of some sorts, someone to comfort me when I needed it.

He often strays me away from thoughts like these, but I can tell his hold and comforting was weaning from my downright behavior.

Cell grimaces, before he could remove the knife I grabbed it, and judging bu the fact he jolts back he knew I was gonna intend to hurt someone with it, no not someone.

Somebody.

That was me.

“Put the knife down.”

“No, make me, I am done.” I said, and Cell looked down.

“Is this what you want?”

“…Yes,”

The Discord Notifs were like a mantra, I know people were worried, but I don't care. I wanted this to end.

Cell's eyes were downcast, he knew he couldn't stop me.

“Just let me look away.”

“Go ahead.”

Without further ado I stabbed the knife in my chest hitting my heart directly, a simple hit that killed me, and would have.

I saw Cell loom over my body with a look of sadness, blood pooled under me, as his form flickers away, I felt so much pain as I laid there with the knife out of reach.

I was destined for greatness.

I was.

But in reality there was no chance, the greatness was nothing more than a mere illusion and I deluded myself into thinking. As I found myself fading from the light I cursed myself.

[marcothephoenixhusband]

Fortune

Heres a dream drabble that turned hella sad, but nonetheless here it is. An extra for you guys dont cry itll be okay.♡

Never said I was a good writer.

🔞18+ NSFW Like one scene.

~Marcos POV~

"Lets go to the fortune teller Marco" you hear Ace say as your both walking through the underwater city which was in a enormous bubble of air.

"Allright Yoi" you cave easily quite intrigued yourself to find out something. Once at the shop Ace peer pressures you into going in. A pretty half shark half human looking lady says

"Hello there gentlemen how may I help you today?"

"I wanna know about my future will I be famous?!" Ace blurts out as she giggles at his request then motions for him to sit down in front of her glass orb on her table as she sits and stares into the orb.

"Hmm strange im not getting anything usually that means the person will die soon. Sorry." She says apologetically. Ace gets up confused looking then motions for you to sit.

"Id like to know if I have a soul mate and who they are Yoi" you ask politely as she hovers her hands over her orb she starts speaking

"You do, but they are not from this time. You will enter a portal in one week and bring them to this time. There is only one chance to bring them here so you must not hesitate, if you do the portal will close forever loosing your chance at romance. Her name is (n)." She says as your eyes grow wide then return to normal, chuckling you hand over some undetermined amount of berry then say.

"All right thank you. Ace lets go Yoi" you say as she nods and Ace follows you back to the ship you thinking

'This must be a scam my soulmates from another time? Impossible'

~One Week Later On Deck Of The Moby Dick~

Your in your office when you hear your name being called.

"Marco!" You hear Ace yelling as he bursts through the infirmarys door. Huffing he yells

"Theres a portal that opened on deck you probably want to hurry!" Shocked you run out and follow him to the portal as some of the crew on deck gathers around it. You remember the fortune tellers words

"There is only one chance to bring them here so you must not hesitate, if you do the portal will close forever loosing your chance at romance." As you put your arms through the portal you feel something soft, put your arms around it then yank as a girl falls out of the portal onto your chest you both on the floor.

~(N)s POV~

You were in your room listening to music on your headphones via bluetooth when you felt and arm around your waist then a yank as you fall backwards your headphones are knocked off as you fall onto something soft. When you opened your eyes again you werent in your room but on deck of a ship with something soft under you. You look down realizing your sitting on someone as you get up all wobbly from teleporting through time. Your wearing a short black dress with short sleeves nothing else not even shoes or socks. You hear gasps as the man you fell on stands up.

'Dam hes tall hes got to be at least six foot eight' you turn around looking at the portal as it closes and dissapears.

'Shit well looks like im staying here' you gulped as you turn back to the handsome man who had blonde hair, glasses, a purple jacket open showing off his hot abs and chest, blue pants with jewelry adoring his side and sandals. He stared at you then asks

"Is your name (N)? Yoi" you gulp and ask

"How do you know my name?" He smiles then says

"Dont worry about it Yoi" you gulp.

'He seems nice but I can tell he also is very observant like me.' you think as he seems to notice how uncomfortable you are.

"Welcome to the Moby Dick my name is Marco the Phoenix. Yoi" you just nod as you look around at the crowd around you.

"All right thats enough staring back to work everyone!" He yells as the crowd disperses, you feel more at ease. He notices and says

"Sorry about yanking you through that portal it seems you cant go back now... where are you from? Yoi" he asks as you untense a bit.

"Im from the year twenty twenty three." You state and think

'It seems like im in the past now strange. I better make the best of it since I cant go back now' you think looking up meeting Marcos eyes as hes smiling. You wear a plain expression on your face.

"Heya there im Ace nice to meet you (n) sorry about ol bird brain over here" you look at Marcos side seeing a black shaggy haired man not wearing a shirt with black shorts and a cowboy hat says

"Um ya nice to meet you too?" You say confused as to why your here.

"Wait where am I what year is it?" You question as your head begins to feel fuzzy starting to forget details about where your from. Gripping your head Marco looks concerned.

"Are you all right? Here come with me let me give you a check up. Im a doctor. Yoi" he gently grabs onto your hand and leads you to the infirmary making you blush.

'His hand is so gentle and soft.' You think. Once sitting on a med bed he starts his check up using his stethoscope to gauge your breathing but your heartrate increases with every brush of his hand on your chest. He seems to notice and takes his hand off of you as you blush slightly.

"Shortness of breath.. racing heart rate... Yoi" he puts a hand to your forehead.

"Fever.. Yoi" he jots down your symptoms as hes continuing your check up.

"Even I could tell you im sick right now" you say as you get up grabbing a tissue sneezing then blowing your nose. He jots down your symptoms as he glances back to you.

"Yes your definitely sick what other symptoms do you have? Yoi" you look to him and say

"Hot flashes and cold sweats thats it really. I was on antibiotics for an infection six hundred mgs and it halfed my other medications so im going through withdrawals and now... ill be going through total withdrawals because all my medications were in my time..Greatttt." you say sarcastically as he frowns and says

"Ahh right thats going to be a problem, all right im sorry about that. Unfortunately we dont have anything to help withdrawals but I can do this. Yoi" he reaches his hand out and a blue flame appears as you cringe closing your eyes but then realize its not burning just warm. Opening your eyes you hear him chuckle as you feel some relief. Confused you say

"Whats this magic? Um thank you?" Chuckling he explains all about devil fruits and how they work in this timeline. Very intrigued you listen then smile as he transforms into hybrid form then Phoenix form and back to human.

"Ahh!! Thats so cool!!" You exclaim as he chuckles and says

"You think so? Good. Hey since your stuck here now why dont you join our crew the Whitebeard pirates? Yoi" he asks as your eyes widen.

"Pirates?! We dont have pirates in my time" You yell as Marco seems worried.

'Pirates! This gentle handsome man is a pirate?!' You think as you calm down and ask

"Are you guys good pirates?" He looks shocked then replies

"Well I dont know about that, theres good and bad for everything right? Yoi" you feel stupid for that outburst.

"Ahh yes ... your right sorry it just caught me off gaurd."

"Take your time to think about it theres no pressure. Yoi" he chuckles and you sigh in relief.

"Thanks Marco" you sneeze again and he says

"Here let me get the medicine." He stands from his rolling chair and digs in a cabnet then hands you a bottle of pills.

"Here these should help. Yoi" he says then leaves the room and comes back with a cup of water and hands it to you. You open the pill bottle take one out and swallows it with water. Marco smiles probably that you trust him enough to take medicine from him.

"You still need to meet Pops when do you want to meet him? Yoi" he asks as you cock your head in confusion. Marco sees this and elaborates more

"Pops is the Captain of the Whitebeard pirates his name is Whitebeard or Edward Newgate to be more precise. Yoi" you nod then say

"Ohh well can I meet him now im rather curious" you say as Marco smiles again and says

"Sure follow me Yoi" you both stand as you follow him barefoot out the door to the deck and right before the gaint of a man.

"Hey Pops this is (n) just making sure you meet her before getting her settled for now she hasnt decided on joining yet. Yoi" Marco says as the gaint man looks at you.

"Shes the one you dragged out of that portal earlier. Well since shes allready here get her set up with a room then ill need you to go on a mission. By the way where are you from? lil lady"

Marco tenses up as you noticed.

"Im from the year twenty twenty three." You say then Marco says

"All right Pops ill be back to get the details Yoi" Whitebeard nods then waves you both away. You follow Marco to the rooms and he leads you to a single person small room as you look around the room you say

"Cute." And he replies

"Its not much but its cozy. Yoi" he hands you your room key with the corresponding number on it. You set your pills on the dresser.

"Thanks." You say locking up then putting the key into your pocket then follow him back on deck as he gets details for his mission.

"..... so itll probably take a week to complete" Edward says to Marco as Marco replies.

"Allright got it Pops. Yoi" Marco turns looking for someone then walks up to Ace you following him silently.

"Hey Ace take care of her while im gone itll be a week. I better get going. Yoi" you see the black haired man named Ace say with no shirt on

"You got it Marco" he smiles then give a thumbs up to Marco. Painiced a bit you look to Marco and say

"Your leaving allready?!" He turns to you and chuckles.

"Yes im the first devision commander. I have a reputation to upkeep. Dont worry Ace will take good care of you. Ill be back before you know it little bird. Once I get back we can talk more. Yoi" he says and pats your head causing you to blush slightly both men taking note. Marco transforms into Phoenix form and flies up and away as you watch him. Then you hear Ace say

"Dam I wish someone would stare at me like that" he chuckles which makes you blush again and motions you over to him while hes drinking with friends. He goes to the cantina and grabs another mug of booze your assuming and hands it to you.

"So (n) how old are you cutie?" Ace asks you

"Im thirty how old are you?"

"Im just twenty haha you dont look your age at all I thought you were closer to my age not Marcos" you look at him quizzically.

"What? How old is Marco?" You ask as he replies

"Marcos forty four." He smiles at you bumping mugs and says "Cheers!"

"Cheers wait hes forty four?! He totally doesnt look it" you blab out which makes Ace laugh and give you the ahha so you like him eyes, so you gulg down some ale trying to cover your blush.

"So whats twenty twenty three like?" Ace asks

"Hmm my memories getting more fuzzy the longer im here but I remember that theres more land than water people drive cars instead of ships."

"Whats a car?" Ace sounds intrigued as he gulps down some booze

"A car is a machine that transports people or things like a ship but is much smaller on wheels on roads like wagons. But their must faster going up to two hundred mph or miles per hour" he almost spat out his drink.

"Woah thats fast!" And you nod smiling now warming up to him more as he was peppy. He smiles back and refills your drink for you.

"Thanks Ace but I shouldnt drink that much." You admit

"No one around here cares if your tipsy or drunk (n)"

"I figured as much since your pirates. So why should I join you guys give me a good reason?" He looks shocked.

"What you havent joined yet? Well for one were all family here and for two we will all protect you from now on"

'Protect me? But im safe if I just stay on the ship right?' You think as Ace grabs another refill and you just sip on your second mug.

~At Dinner~

"We have a guest from the year twenty twenty three. Now treat her with respect as Marco brought her here but hes off on a mission right now... also....(words, words, words)....." You hear Pops say as Ace glances at you from your side. You hear murmurs then some claps and a whistle. Ace said you could sit in Marcos spot when dinner started.

~In The Middle Of The Week~

The week had been pretty uneventful. You discovered that Ace was the second devision commander, Thatch was the fourth devision and Izou was the sixteenth devision. They all sat at your booth during dinner so you grew found of them. Your withdrawals have been getting worse you felt so weak you mainly slept and ate and drank but today you unlocked your door then felt arms drag you out of your room into the hallway where no one was right now.

"So you belong to Marco huh? Well see about that pretty lady" One rookie says while pinning your arms above your head and grabbing your throat. Another rookie starts unzipping his pants. You scream as loud as you can

"ACE HELP!!!" Hoping he would come to save you. The first rookie covers your mouth then says

"Shit she screame-" you bit his fingers down to the bone as he yells then you hear a familiar voice

"Sorry fellas we dont have room on this ship for traitors!" seeing Ace punch the first rookie KOing him then punches the second with his pants open KOing him too, you falling to the floor huffing for air then go up and hug Ace.

"Thank you!" You say as he pets your (L) hair.

"Its all good now my pretty girl. They wont be bothering you anymore." He says then realizes your crying. He wraps his arms around you rubbing your back saying

"Shh there there its okay now your safe. Marco will be back sooner than you think and he can protect you too" you stop crying eventually and release Ace letting him dragging the two who were knocked out to deck and throwing them over board after grabbing their room keys.

"See all good!" Ace beams at you.

"Yea ...." you say shaken up still.

"Why dont you start hanging out with me until Marco gets back?" He says and you just nod.

~On Sunday So One Full Week Has Passed~

You hung out with Ace when youd leave your room and help him with paperwork over the rest of the week. You started opening up more to him, Thatch and Izou. Your withdrawals were a bitch and you knew itd take at least a month before they lessened. You shake slightly wherever you go. Today was supposed to be when Marco got back so you were sitting on a barrel on deck with Ace drinking and talking.

"Hey Ace why was I-"

"Hey look who it is!" He points to the sky and you turn your head to see a blue Phoenix fly onto deck and transform into human form. You see Marco headed to Pops probably to report in. You get up and run over to him embracing him in a hug.

"Marco! Your back!" You yell happily as he smiles, chuckles and looks down at you petting your head.

"I see someone missed me haha. Here follow me I need to report in. Yoi" you let go of him and follow him up to Pops. After his report he looks to you and asks

"So have you decided on joining or not (n)? Yoi" you nod and reply

"Yes ill join but im afraid all I can help with is paperwork haha" you giggle as Pops says

"Well then welcome aboard (n) Child why dont you fill the first devisions assistant spot then?" You nod

"That sounds great ill try my best Pops!" You chime and shuffle your feet nervously. Marco leads you over to Ace and Aces buddies and asks

"So how was the week? Yoi" Ace sighs and says

"Well there was only one incident but I took care of it and her. You two probably have alot to talk about dont you?" Marco nods as he leads you to his room unlocking it and letting you inside leaving the door open to make you feel better. He sits on the couch resting his head on the back, you sit next to him.

"Hey Marco so whyd you bring me here?" He tenses at the question glances at you and sighs

"Well.. before I brought you here. I went to a fortune teller and she said the person id bring through the portal would be my soulmate... Yoi" he blushes lightly resting his eyes. You also blush a deep red as he meant you.

"I see well then...im not opposed to the idea..." you say and blush harder which makes him look to you with a shocked expression.

"My world sucked to be honest haha I like the simple things in life anyways." You smile as he pats your head you leaning into his hand.

"Someones cuddlely haha if you want cuddles all you have to do is ask. Yoi" he states as he withdrew his hand you pout.

"I said you have to ask silly. Yoi" blushing super red you ask

"Marco... could I have cuddles please?" He smiles at you saying

"Of course my little bird come here. Yoi" he pats beside him and you scoot over then lean on his chest as he wraps an arm around you. Shaking slightly from withdrawals he asks

"Have you been taking your medicine? How are your withdrawals going my little bird? How are you getting along on the ship? Yoi" you look up at him meeting his gaze

"Yes I always take my medicine and they got worse honestly it sucks so much. Im doing okay im slowly getting used to everything." You say shaking he transforms into hybrid form and wraps his wings around you.

"We can stay like this for awhile if you want. Yoi" you hear him say as you reply

"Id like that Marco your so warm it feels so nice. Thank you for being so kind" your shaking lessens.

'Hes so laid back its so nice' you think.

"Of course my silly birdie. Yoi" you both dont move and eventually you fall asleep on him. You dream of your old timeline when you awoken by something

"(N)... (n).... Yoi" you hear as your brought back to consciousness. You rub your eyes as you look up and see a smiling Marco looking down at you, petting your hair with his wings. You blush and your sure he takes note of your face. You sit up as he transforms back to human form.

"Whatsup Marco?" You ask sleepily yawning. He chuckles and says

"Its dinner time sleepyhead. Yoi" you look at him and say

"Yay~ food"

"Here come on cutie. Yoi" his comment making you blush, him noticing and smirking. Holding your hand he leads you out and locks his door.

"We didnt talk much sorry I fell asleep" you yawn. He pets your head and says

"Its all right you seemed like you needed the rest so I let you sleep. You looked so cute sleeping. Yoi" he says leading you to his table sliding in the booth then patting beside him you obey and sit next to him.

"Lets congratulate (n) on joining the crew cheers!....(more words)..." Pops says holding up his sake gourd with everyone cheering then drinking. You sip your drink as you dont like alchohol that much you just socially drink and Marco takes note of you. Eating dinner you chat with them all at your table smiling and laughing which makes Marco smile too. After dinner was over you all decided to stay up playing spin the bottle.

"Okay Izou I dare you to take your hair down and say im feelin fabulous!" Ace dares Izou as you all laugh while drinking you were on your third mug feeling quite tipsy but shaking a lot less due to the alcohol. You didnt notice Marcos gaze on you as Izou does the dare and spins the bottle it lands on you and you pick dare for once.

"Allright I dare you to sit on Marcos lap for the rest of the game" Izou says as you blush looking up at Marco he pats his lap and you scoot over sitting on his lap then asking

"Is this okay?"

"Yes dont worry little bird. Yoi" he smiles looking down at you and you smile back turning your attention to the bottle you spin it and it lands on Ace as he picks truth. Thinking hard as the alcohol had tinted your cheeks red you ask

"Hmmm okay whats your body count?" Confused he asks

"What do you mean (n)?"

"How many girls ya slept with?" You correct yourself and he blushes seemingly embarrassed holding up a zero with his hand laughing. He makes you laugh as you lean back into Marcos chest you feel Marco tense up slightly then release. You stay leaning on him as it felt nice.

'Marco feels so nice I can feel his abs and chest why is he so hot?!'

"(N)! (N) (n)!" You hear your name being called and are snapped from your thoughts.

"Huh?"

"Its your turn or were you daydreaming about someone~" they all snicker and laugh while you blush and yell.

"Was not! Im just sleepy!" You hiccup and defend yourself as they all chuckle.

"I pick truth" you say while reaching for your mug but Marco slides your mug away. You look up at him with questioning eyes as he whispers in your ear making you involuntary shiver and the other guys snicker drinking more.

"Cant have my assistant having a hangover tomorrow~ Yoi"

"I dont get hangovers" you correct him as he raises an eyebrow.

"Hey you guys im gonna head to bed let me know how it goes" Thatch says getting up and leaving while Izou stands also

"Same here goodnight everyone" Ace whines and says

"Come on guys things were about to get good!" He yells but stands as you try and crawl out of Marcos lap Ace holds out a hand for you. Taking it you manage to stand swaying a bit.

Yawning you rub your eyes as you hear chuckles. You turn to see Marco stand grabbing your mug headed to the cantina putting them away as Ace looks at you saying

"Well guess its time for bed huh, see ya tomorrow you love birds" Marco chuckles and walks back to you as Ace leaves leaving you alone with Marco. Looking up smiling at him he puts a hand on your back leading you to your room.

"Sweetdreams my little bird. Yoi" he says sweetly and pets your head. Turning to him as you unlock your door you say

"Goodnight handsome" *hiccup* you giggle and wave as he goes back down the hallway to his room. You close the door and lock it as you plop down and curl up in bed falling asleep.

~The Next Morning~

You awake to knocking at your door. With a bed head you go open the door to see

"Goodmorning my little bird slept well I see. Yoi" he chuckles as he fixes your hair.

"Thanks and Goodmorning Marco!" He smiles at you then says

"Time to go to work Yoi" you nod, grab your pills, then lock up and follow Marco to the infirmary. He unlocks the door and lets you in. Sitting across from him at the table he notices your pills and gets you water then hands it to you. Taking your pill, he smiles at you then sets a stack of paperwork on your side of the table. He shows you how to fill out the paperwork and you both get to work. After awhile

"Take a small fifteen minute break (n). Yoi" you look up and nod getting up and headed to the cantina.

"Hey there what can I get yea (n)?" Thatch asks

"I was wondering if I could get a smoothie and what kind does Marco like?" You ask

"Sure lil lady what flavor, weve got melon, strawberry, cherry and pineapple. Oh Marco? He loves anything pineapple" Thatch says

"Could I get a cherry smoothie and could I get a pineapple one for Marco please?" You ask politely smiling.

"Sure! Taking a little break then?" You smile at him and say

"Yup!" Thatch smiles and starts grinding the ice. After he grinds the ice he grinds the fruit and puts them in each mug then stirs and slides them to you taking a sip of yours you blab out

"Thats so fuckin delicious Thatch!!" He chuckles then says

"Glad you like it you better head back to work, he points at the infirmary and your gaze follows his pointing finger to see Marco staring at you through the window.

"Thanks Thatch see ya later!" You say hoping off the barrel grabbing the drinks and walking back to the office. Using your back and elbow you try opening the door but felt it open quickly and you feel yourself fall backwards but am caught by Marco. You hear a chuckle from him as he helps steady you.

"You allright? What have you got there baby bird? Yoi" standing you say

"I got you and me a smoothie here big bird" you turn and hand him his smoothie which he seems surprised.

"Awe thank you. You didnt have to get me this. Yoi"

"Well its hot out and you havent drank much of anything today." You say as he raises an eyebrow

"You keeping tabs on me now? Haha Yoi" he chuckles and sips his drink then his eyes widen slightly.

"Howd you know I love pineapples? Yoi" he asks with a smile. As he stands aside letting you pass him to go to your desk.

"I asked Thatch, he told me" you beamed at him as he nods.

"Allright cutie time to get back to work. Yoi" he says a smile adorning his face.

~October 5th More than Six Months Later~

Whenever the Whitebeard pirates docked at your first island, Marco helped you get some more clothes and shoes etc and womanly products really whatever you needed. Eventually you found out Ace told Marco your age. Marco had said it didnt bother him though. Youve grown quite close to Marco and Ace. Marco and you would cuddle in the open with his wings wrapped around you and Ace would openly flirt with you and give you piggyback rides. You found out a week ago that today is Marcos birthday hes turning forty five today. Your thirty but it doesnt show. Youve been working on something to give him even if it wasnt much.

"Acceee stop pestering me im almost finished here" he looks at your hands while your both chillin in your room on the bed with the door open.

"Ah come on pestering you is my second nine to five" he says laughing as you laugh and reply

"Why dont I believe you? And you go outside those hours you know haha. And done! What do you think will he like it?" You ask as you hand the intricate leather corded bracelet to Ace. He examines it then hands it back to you.

"I think hell love it and if he doesnt ill wear it. And I think hes coming better put it away (n)" Ace says as you put the handmade intricate bracelet with blue and yellow beads on it in your shorts pocket then someone approaches your open door.

"Hey you guys what are you doing? Come out for cake Thatch made. I need Ace to light the candles and (n) blow them out with me Yoi" you see Marco say as he raises an eyebrow to you both being nervous chilling on the single person bed as you both were sitting cross legged.

"Yay cake! I havent had sweets since I got here!" you jump off the bed then put your shoes on and pull Aces arm so hes following you both. Hooking arms with both of them you swing on their arms.

"Your so silly (n)" Ace says while you all make your way to deck you just smiling at them. After getting to deck you all huddle the cake and the rest of the crew is cheering on Marco singing happy birthday as Ace lights the candles Marco asks

"Are you ready (n)? Weve got to get all of them in one go or my wish wont come true Yoi" you nod seriously and giggle as Ace says

"There all lit now blow them out you guys!" You wait for Marco to start blowing the left side as you blow the right side and managed to get all the candles. You clapping, Marco gives you a side hug

"Thanks for your help (n) Yoi" he smiles then releases you as Thatch cuts a slice and hands Marco a plate and fork.

"(N) come share this with me Yoi" Marco says as Ace says

"Happy Birthday Marco!"

"Thanks everyone thanks Ace! Yoi" Marco smiles as he sits down and pats his lap. You instinctively sit on him as he uses the fork to grab some cake and motions for you to eat it off the fork. Looking up at him he says

"Well go on, you were so excited to eat some cake before what happened? Yoi" Marco chuckles as you say

"But its YOUR birthday Marco the birthday boy should eat the first bite" he chuckles then eats the bite of cake off the fork them gets another fork full motioning for you to eat it. Blushing red you open your mouth as he gently lets the fork slide off your mouth.

'Ahh! An indirect kiss?!' You think. Putting your hands to your cheeks you yell

"Ahh thats sooo good and its pineapple flavored!!" You both hear Thatch say thank you from over where the gaint cake was as you notice everyones drinking and partying now with cake slices everywhere. Marco continues to feed himself and you till you both finished the cake. Ace came over handing Marco and you a mug of ale.

"Thanks Ace, Yoi" you both say at the same time which makes you both laugh and him chuckle. After awhile of drinking on your third mug

'Oh shit I almost forgot his gift' you think

"Hey Marco close your eyes real quick" he obeys as you squirm on his lap to get the bracelet out of your pocket. You hold his hand seeing a light blush over Marcos face makes you blush at holding his hand. You gently slip on the bracelet then say

"Okay open!" He obeys then looks at his wrist and smiles

"Wow its so intricate is this what you were hiding in your room? Yoi" he smirks as you blush red

"Hey howd you know?! Did you eavesdrop on us?!" You yell he just shrugs

"You were hiding something. Yoi" he says raising an eyebrow at you which makes you giggle

"Okay you caught me big bird" you say and lean against his chest face red as he chuckles petting your hair

"Thank you for the gift ill treasure it Yoi" making you smile into his chest. After drinking your third mug you felt slightly tipsy and were cuddling Marco as he used his wings to cuddle you back.

"Hey Marco its been awhile wheres (n) did she go to bed allready?" You hear Ace ask

"Shes right here. I think shes tipsy though. Yoi" You feel Marco lower his wings revealing your face against his chest as you open your eyes to see Ace and blush as your hugging Marcos waist.

"Your sure cuddly (n) makin me jelious over here haha. Do you want to join our game?" Ace asks. You rub your eyes and hop off of Marco grabbing your mug while Marco changes back to human form grabbing his mug drinking.

"Sure Ace whats the game?" You ask swaying a bit.

"Drunken truth or dare" Ace says as you facepalm.

"Ace im allready feeling it" he grabs your hand as you know Marco follows you both.

"Too bad! You allready said sure!" Ace chimes and you sigh in defeat. Sitting in the circle that was forming you waited for everyone to refill their mugs. Marco filling yours and sitting next to you with Ace on your other side. Halfway through the game you picked truth two times meaning you had to drink two mugs of ale and if you werent tipsy before you definitely were tipsy now. The bottle lands on you as Thatch says

"Truth or dare (n)"

"Uhm dare"

"Okay I dare you to kiss one of the men here" Thatch snickers as he glances at Marco which you didnt cetch since you were tipsy. Blush adding to the redness in your face you glare at Thatch who chuckles

"You cant switch unless you chug your mug" he says as you look around the circle them all looking at you blushing even more you turn to Marco and quickly reach up holding onto his shoulders kissing him on the lips then sit back down blushing seeing Marco blush too.

"Okay I did it!" You yell spinning the bottle as everyone chuckles.

"(N) I said kiss I didnt say where to kiss" he laughs as you glare at him flipping him off. The bottle lands on Izou which he chugs his drink and you ask

"So do you have any fetishes?" To which he blushes

"Yess (n)" and you laugh with everyone as he spins the bottle it landing on Marco.

"Ill do dare. Yoi" Izou smirks as he says

"Okay I dare you to kiss (n)" chuckling Marco turns to you leaning down sweet soft lips meeting yours then departing as they all clap you blushing even more if that was possible him chuckling at you.

Marco spins the bottle it landing on Ace as Ace says

"Truth" and chugs his mug.

"All right do you have a secret crush? Yoi" Ace blushes and says

"Yes okay" waving it off as he gets up to refill his mug while you giggle. Once he comes back he spins the bottle it landing on you again.

You gulg down your mug as he asks

"Allright (n) who is your crush?"

"You guys stop embarrassing me!" You whine as you sway and gently punch Aces arm making him laugh at you.

"Ughh fine" you close your eyes cross your arms and take a deep breath as you respond.

"Its Marco.." you admit blushing deep red as you felt a pair of strong arms drag you onto a lap. You allready knew whose lap you were on, Marcos since you both would cuddle a lot.

"Awee (n) It seems like he feels the same" Ace chuckles as you look up at Marco him smiling wide then pecks your forehead. You continue playing spin the bottle then Izou, Thatch and Ace call it a night as your left with Marco alone on deck now. Looking up to him you lean up kissing his cheek then say

"Happy birthday Marco I hope it was okay" looking at you he leans down kissing your soft lips as you wrap your arms around his neck. Kissing turns into making out as you reciprocate. Finally breaking for air your blushing like mad giggling.

"So who do you like handsome" you ask as he chuckles.

"Your definitely drunk but I like you too silly to bad you probably wont remember tomorrow." Staring into his eyes you decide to be bold

"Well I might remember if you cuddle with me tonight" you blush but your drunk face was allready enveloped in red.

"Ouu is that an invitation? Yoi" he asks chuckling as you nod.

"Sorry but we wont fit on your bed how about you cuddle with me on mine? Yoi" you just nod and he picks you up bridal style then head to his room unlocking it then locking it once in he sets you on the bed as he undresses his jacket showing off his abs and chest which you couldnt stop staring at.

"See something you like? Yoi" you hear as you blush even more and nod making Marco blush as he comes to the bed sliding in. Him gently pushing you down into his chest. Wrapping his arms around you pulling you as close as possible to him. Your hand cups his cheek as he stares into your eyes.

"Hey so what was your wish?" You whisper.

"I cant tell you silly but it came true. Yoi" Giggling you lean up your lips meet his closing both your eyes you make out as he clutches you close. Feeling a twitch in his pants makes you wet but you know your limits. Breaking for air you huffing he says

"Go to sleep my little bird. Yoi" he nuzzles your head kissing your head into his warm chest as you obey placing both your hands on his chest letting the hum of his heartbeat lul you to sleep.

~The Next Morning~

Your woken up with kisses on your head.

"(N)~ little bird~ Yoi" you come too and open your eyes to see Marco and your cuddling on his bed.

"How are you? You drank a lot last night. Do you remember anything? Yoi" he says as you blush everything comes rushing back to you. Blushing deep red he chuckles

"I remember yea unless it was all a dream." You say. He leans down kissing you as you reciprocate kissing him back. Making out for awhile he breaks for air as your both huffing.

"It was no dream dear. Yoi" he says making you blush.

"So ... you like me too?..." you whisper as he rubs your back.

"Yes I do. Yoi" he admits a light blush dusting his face and yours. Wrapping your arms around his waist you sigh as he asks

"(N) would you be my..... girlfriend? Yoi" shocked you blush a deep red with a look like is that okay? Making him chuckle. Him petting your head he says

"Dont worry its all right. So what do you say? Yoi" he asks as you reply

"Id love that Marco" you smile then lean up to kiss him again. He reciprocates kissing back as he clutches you close. Breaking for air he says

"Allright we have to get to work my little bird. Yoi" smiling at you he slides out of bed putting his glasses on as you pout. He chuckles and hands you the key to the infirmary.

"Why dont you go get started in the infirmary while I finish getting ready. Yoi" he says. You reluctantly slide out of bed saying

"Okay big bird ill go do that" he leans down pecking your lips.

"Good girl. Yoi" he says making you blush as your let out of his room. Everyone knew youd wear some outfits more than one day in a row so wearing this outfit again wasnt a problem. But coming out of the first commanders room the next day turned some heads but noone said anything to you since everyone knew you both were so close anyways.

You walk to the infirmary and open it, grab a stack of papers, and walk to your chair setting them down then sitting down starting paperwork. Soon Marco walked in with wetish hair.

'He must have needed to take a shower. Dont get a nose bleed (n) ahh! Marco in the shower. Ahh!! Me and Marco in the shower ahh!!!!!'

"(N)~ (n)~ ohh (n)~ Yoi" Marcos voice pulls you from your thoughts.

"Im not daydreamin I swear!" you yell as he chuckles and raises an eyebrow.

"Dont even ask" you blush deep red as he laughs now.

"I wasnt planning on it silly. But now im curious what were you day dreaming about? Yoi" hiding your face in your hands you peek at him through your fingers.

"Its nothing!"

"Okay okay Yoi" he says chuckling and sits in his swivel chair grabbing a stack of allready done paperwork from your side of the table that he needs to finish. After you quickly finish up the rest of your paperwork for the day you notice Marco finishing his. Walking over behind him you start giving him a shoulder massage.

"Mhhh feels s'good Yoi" he sits straight as you work your magic.

"Im glad you like it handsome" you say rubbing out the knots. He lets out a soft moan which makes you feel hot down there and blush. Slowly sliding your hands down his chest you kiss his cheek then neck making him shiver. Resting your head on his shoulder he says

"Now how am I supposed to get any work done with you doing all this to me? Yoi" he whines as you giggle.

"Ill stop then" you say and were about to pull away when he gently grabs your hands on his chest.

"Nevermind I like it Yoi" he says which makes you giggle on his neck causing him to shiver slightly.

"Oh you like this?" You say kissing his cheek then butterfly kissing his neck.

"Yes I definitely like this. Yoi" he continues to work but keeps stopping.

"You know what come here. Your too distracting my little bird. Yoi" he pats his lap to which you obey, sit on him resting your head against his chest and kiss the side of his neck one last time. Feeling a bit of a bulge below you makes you blush as he leans down and kisses you, soft lips on yours. Him holding your back for support, you both make out and you slide your tounge out as he reciprocates flicking your tounge bar. After some time you break for air huffing, face red, pussy wet in your shorts. Him chuckles smiling at your face and cups your cheek.

"Is someone embarrassed or just hot and bothered? Yoi" he asks calling you out, making you bury your head in his chest, him chuckling more.

"You know its perfectly natural to have such feelings. Yoi" he says as your heart feels like its gonna burst out of your chest. He seems to notice as he says

"Seems I was right haha. Dont worry beautiful well go at your pace. Whenever your ready. Yoi" you nod against his chest as he continues doing paperwork. Once he finishes his paperwork he lets out a sigh seeing you cuddled against his chest.

"(N) working hours are over, want to get some drinks then cuddle? Yoi" sleepy you nod and get off of him. Yawning you follow him to the cantina.

"Hey Thatch can we get some smoothies going please? Yoi" Marco asks.

"Sure how are you guys doing today? I overheard someone slept in the same room last night" Thatch looks to you and winks while Marco chuckles. Your face going red Marco notices and says

"Its not like that Thatch my little bird just wanted cuddles. Yoi"

"Ahh right." Thatch says as he slides over the drinks.

"Thanks Thatch!" You squeal.

"Thanks. Yoi"

"Sure anytime you lovebirds haha" Thatch chuckles as you both go over to the table sliding in the booth Marco pats his lap and you obey sitting on him while you both finish your drinks. Cuddling into his chest you shiver and hold your head.

"Brain freeze owww!" Whispering in your ear

"You need to learn how to not suck it down so quick. What am I going to do with you my little bird? haha Yoi" he chuckles then uses his flames on your head.

"Thanks handsome" you say and kiss his chest making him transform into hybrid form covering you in blue wings as you continue to kiss his chest then neck. Feeling a bulge again you nip at his neck causing him to bite his lip muffling a soft moan.

"My my what are you trying to do to me my baby bird? Keep this up and ill have to punish you. Yoi" Marco whispers as you look up to him with a devilish grin.

"Oh ya what did you have in mind?" You say boldly which shocks him then he squeezes your thigh with his wing making a moan escape from you. Blushing deep red you stare into his eyes with your lewd glossy eyes. Whispering in your ear

"Are you sure? You dont know who your messing with little bird. Yoi" he slightly growls as you cut him off kissing him as he clutches your thigh the heat getting to you making you even more wet. Breaking for air you say

"Im sure Marco my sweet handsome man" you say as he transforms into human form and picks you up bridal style walking to his room turning some heads but you see Marco is just smiling as normal as he opens his room and locks the door gently throwing you on the bed he sits next to you as you sit up and lean on him. He takes off his jacket hanging it from the bed pole railing as you blush at him again.

"What are you blushin at baby bird? Yoi" he asks as he kisses your cheek then makes his way down to your neck making your heart race and making you shiver. Chuckling he cups your face and kisses you which turned into making out as you wrap your arms around his neck soft moans fall from your lips as he gives a moan in response him wrapping his arms around your waist. Breaking for air you couldnt help but blush. He tugs at the bottom of your shirt then asks

"Are you sure (n)? Yoi" putting your hands on his you help him take your shirt off revealing your black lace bra blushing he gently kisses the crevasse of your breasts as he unbuttons and unzips your shorts sliding them down as you kick off your shoes. You run your hands through his hair. He bends down kissing your lips as he undoes your bra revealing your pierced breasts. He licks one of your nipples then starts sucking as you let out a moan shuffling your legs as he slides off your panties with some effort.

"Ahh! Marco feels good" you see his bulge against his pants so you unbutton his pants but have trouble since he has a sash and jewelry adorning his side. Marco stops sucking and undoes his pants sliding them off leaving his shoes on as he slides his boxers off too revealing quite the package ten inch cock dripping with precum. Smiling you lean forward

"What are yo-! Yoi" taking his cock in your mouth you hear a moan escape from his lips as you swirl your tounge around his tip. Swirling your tounge bar around his crevasse of his mushroom head you start sucking, slowly going deeper and deeper making moans fall from Marcos lips

"Fuckk! Dam it (n) that feels so good! Yoi" after a couple minutes your deep throating him, humming keeping pace making him grip the bed railing he pulls you off of him throwing you on the bed.

"Your in for it now. Yoi" you see blue flames in his eyes as he spreads your legs hands gripping your thighs as he bends down and you feel his velvety tounge inbetween your folds of your pussy sucking on your folds and entrance as he sticks his long tongue in your wepping hole.

"Ahhh!!! Marco!! Yes!!!" You yelp as your thighs twitch trying to close but he holds them firmly in place while skillfully eating you out.

"Marco!! Gonna ahh gonna cum!!" You yell as he thrusts in and out with his tounge.

"Fuckk!! Marco im cum-ming" you felt your walls constrict around his tounge as he laps up your juices. After cleaning you with his tounge, he crawls on top of you his lips meeting yours as you kiss then he breaks off asking

"Are you ready my little bird? Yoi" you look at him with a lewd expression nodding.

"Yes im ready Marco~" you run your hands through his hair as he positions his precumming dick at your entrance slowly inserting himself as you gasp at his girth as he slides his full tip in making you moan

"Ahh Marco your so big!!" He chuckles and starts thrusting, slowly inching his way in you as you grip the sheets. Feeling his sweet lips on yours you reciprocate wrapping your arms around his neck playing with his hair. Parting for air he finally bottoms out in you reached your cervix making you moan loudly.

"Fuckk! (n) your so tight" you hear him say as you moan

"Ahh god! Marco your so fuckin big! You hit my wall!" He chuckles while moaning. Suddenly you both hear a knock on his door. He puts a finger up to his lips for you to stay silent as he continues to thrust into you. Biting your tounge, you try not to moan.

"Who is it? Yoi"

"Hey its Ace have you seen (n)? I wanted to ask her something." Ace says through the door.

"Shes right here, were talking well be out soon. Yoi" he smiles while he thrusts extra deep into your g spot, at right here causing tears to form and you to actually bite your tounge. You dig your nails into his shoulders.

"Okay Ill ask her later, well have fun you two" you hear Ace walk off as Marco chuckles

"You did so well baby bird should I reward you now? Yoi" as he continues his slow paced thrusts, gasping for air you say

"Please yes Marco! Your gonna make me cum again!" You say squeezing your pussy muscle.

"Ou you naughty girl! Maybe I should punish you instead? Yoi" you shake your head no releasing your muscle as he chuckles

"So you think you deserve a reward now? Yoi" you shake your head yes as he says

"Since youve been so cooperative, I suppose ill reward you. Yoi" saying as he folds you into a mating press making you moan

"Ahh fuckk yes!! Marco sssoo deeep!!" You hear him chuckle as he picks up his pace now hitting your g spot every time, that ball of heat in your abdomen begging for release.

"God!! Your sso good aat thatt!! Gonna cumm!!" He smiles at you keeping a good pace as he continuously hits your spot.

"Cum on my cock (n)!! Yoi" he yells in your ear thrusting deeper if possible, sending you over the edge. Your face contorts into a lewd expression as you come to your third orgasm this time being more powerful

"Ahh!! Marco!!! Im .. im s'soo good! cumming!!" He picks up the pace, thrusting through your high as he starts to relentlessly pound you.

Moaning uncontrollably now you start to drool.

"You like that? Like my cock buried deep in your pussy? Yoi" he asks loudly as you nod

"Yess big bird!! I love it!!" You yell with tears in your eyes as he smirks. Going at now a break neck speed he moans with you. Feeling your self cum prematurely your walls clamp on his cock making him grunt but continue thrusting.

"Naughty girl tell me when your gonna cum! Yoi" he thrusts extra deep at the word cum, making you a moaning mess.

"Ssorry!" You yell hanging onto his neck.

"Shit! Im close! Where should I cum? Yoi" looking at him with lidded sex driven eyes managing to get out

"My birth control is still effective so cum in me Big bird!" his eyes widening

"Are you sure my good girl? Yoi"

"Yes please I need you!!" you moan out loudly as he continues his speed and thrusts as deep as he can feel your greedy hole sucking his cock deep in your womb.

"Get ready (n) im about to cum deep inside you! Yoi" Just hearing his words make your abdomen burn you about to cum again also.

"Mar-co im go-nna Im gonn-a cum!" yelling as you dig your nails into his shoulders.

"Cum on my cock baby bird cum with me! Yoi" He bends down sucking hard on your neck leaving his marks on you.

"Ye-s fir-st comm-ader!!!" your tounge out, you gasping for air. You feel one of his hands on your abdomen him feeling his cock splitting your womb open as he thrusts into you. His cock twitches in you as his cock stiffens you knowing that means a male is about to cum.

"Im gonna cum little bird! Yoi"

"Me too" you both yell as you feel your cunt swallow his dick, walls clamping down makes his cock squirt his gaint load into you.

"Fuck im cumming big bird!!"

"Im cumming too!! Take my hot seed (n)!! Yoi" Marco moans as he thrusts through both your sex highs.

"Fuc-kkk!!! Go-d Mar-co y-es!!" you moan as he slowly comes to halt. Slowly letting your legs down with a gasp from you, he slides you closer to him making his cock go all the way into you pressing your cervix as he picks you up. Stepping into the shower with your fucked out face arms around his neck legs around his torso. As he holds your ass and back, he chuckles as you both regain your breath, him faster than you since hes also a fighter.

"Was it that good my little bird? Yoi" chuckling he stares into your eyes as he turns on the water. Having developed a deep blush you respond

"Uh huh"

"Im gonna pull out now little bird. Yoi" him chuckling, you nod and gasp as he holds you up while sliding his gaint cock out of you. Once he pops out his tip you moan loudly as he sets your feet on the floor feeling both your cum dripping out of you. Leaning against his chest your sure he can feel your legs twitching.

"I dont think I can walk straight Marco" chuckling he pets your head as he soaps you both up then helps clean you after himself him fingering your throbbing cunt soaping it up then letting the water rinse away all the soap. Moaning at his touch you kiss his chest as he turns off the water. Shivering at the loss of heat, he steps out handing you a towel as you walk out legs twitching as he transforms into hybrid form wrapping his warm wings around you holding you close to him. Leaning into his chest you close your eyes as he holds you, the water evaporating off you both. Once dry he takes your towel and puts it into the hamper as you both get dressed.

"How do you feel now my little bird? Yoi"

"I feel much better thank you Big bird~" you coo to him. He helps you get dressed as he dresses too. You both exit his room as he locks it, he bends down and says

"Here hop on Yoi" obeying you hop on his back as he hikes you up on his back holding your thighs, he walks you both to dinner turning some heads. He lets you down at the table and he slides in patting his lap as you obey sitting on him.

"Talking my ass" You hear Ace say at the table making you cock your head to the side. He just points to his neck as you realize what he meant. Marco had marked you it rushing back to you, you blushing deep red as Thatch, Izou and Marco just chuckle. Marco petting your head as Ace says

"You coulda just said you guys were busy"

"Uh huh because that always works with you" you say to Ace crossing your arms. Ace gives you a face and you giggle.

"So im guessing you two finally are a thing?" Ace raises an eyebrow as you hear from behind you

"Yea haha my sweet little birdie couldnt help herself Yoi" looking up at Marco you blush deep red as you turn to your side resting your head against his chest yawning.

"Awee is someone tired~ Yoi" he lets the word tired roll off his tounge making you blush harder. Glancing up to him then closing your eyes you just nod. Snickering Ace says

"Ya I bet your tired~"

~Six Months Later~

The Whitebeard pirates stopped off at an bar island, Ace piggybacked rode you to the bar. Marco said hed be there soon that hes finishing up first commander things. After awhile of chatting with Ace.

"So I over heard that one of the nurses likes you Ace~" You say as you both drink some ale.

"Really now which one?"

"Kiki"

"Oh Kiki now ya shes super cute. What should I say to her?" Ace asks while sipping his ale.

"Just ask her how she is doing use an icebreaker then see what she says dummy." You giggle as you hear some pirates walk in making a ruckus turning to look but felt an arm wrap around you as your mug falls from your hand. You realize the man who had you also had a knife to your neck.

"Ace!"

"Dont move Fire Fist Ace shes ours now!" Your assuming the leader of these thugs. You notice Ace look behind you as most of this guys crew was faceing the bar.

"Oh you dont have to worry about me saving her" Ace says as you feel a presence behind you and the leader lowers the knife slightly confused.

"What? Whaddya mean?" The thug leader asks.

"He means me! Yoi" The thug leader turns around but sees his crew knocked out in one attack of Marcos hybrid form then before you know it your freed from the thug leader grip and Marco kicked him through the door out onto the street. Marco transforming into human form walks out the door to outside. You follow with Ace in tow outside and see Marco punching the thug leader into unconsciousness.

"Marco hes out!" You and Ace yell to him. He stops and walks over to you putting an arm around your waist pulling you with him with Ace in tow.

Suddenly you wake up in your bed beads of sweat pour down your body. Looking around you just see your room headphones playing the One Piece theme songs. Slowly realizing that you had just had a vivid dream you start crying. Tears flowing down your face tears staining your shirt and covers.

"It was just a dream.... just a dream..."

[pesterloglog]

Jake English, Dirk Strider

Page 633-636

JAKE: Fuck!!!

JAKE: Why did she have to go and build a moon laser!!!

JAKE: Why did she have to go and

JAKE: And SAY all that!!!

DIRK: It's not over.

DIRK: That moon laser doesn't mean shit.

JAKE: ...if theres no one to press the button?

DIRK: Boom.

DIRK: Or, you know.

DIRK: No boom.

JAKE: Her guard is down...

DIRK: And you have a gun.

JAKE: I have TWO guns.

DIRK: Let's be real, this wouldn't even be the first time you've thought of it.

JAKE: Its... an option.

DIRK: Or.

DIRK: You help her win the battle.

DIRK: Avoid baptizing the Earth with laser-fire.

DIRK: And she uses The Point, and the world doesn't end.

DIRK: Probably.

DIRK: Who the fuck knows.

JAKE: What should i do?

DIRK: I'm not gonna tell you.

JAKE: I already know youll want me to do whats heroic.

JAKE: But you wouldnt want me to kill jane either.

JAKE: Would you?

DIRK: Stop staring at me like I'm gonna tongue-kiss the answer into you, dude.

DIRK: You know what you need to do.

JAKE: But jane was right about me!

JAKE: I cant be trusted.

JAKE: I dont even like 99% of people.

DIRK: Then do it for one person.

DIRK: Aren't you tired of spreading yourself thin trying to believe in everything?

DIRK: Because it's looking pretty fuckin' likely that the future where Tavvy is happy and the future where Jane is alive don't coincide.

DIRK: You have to kill one for the other to survive.

JAKE: It sounds like youre gunning for her.

DIRK: It sounds like *you're* gunning for her.

DIRK: Say what you will about Dirk, but he always wanted you to be your best self.

DIRK: He pushed you hoping if he did it hard enough, you'd push back.

DIRK: That's a far cry from whatever neutered domestic purgatory Jane's offering you.

DIRK: Wasn't it nice to be believed in, man?

JAKE: Ugh.

JAKE: Can i make an honest query?

JAKE: Did i really kill him?

DIRK: Hm.

JAKE: I did, didnt i?

DIRK: Common sense says no.

JAKE: Cant you swing that one by your esoteric telepathic dirk connection?

DIRK: That's a tricky fuckin' wicket, man.

JAKE: Its "sticky wicket".

DIRK: It's nothing, because that's a stupid fucking phrase cooked up by fake people about a fake sport from a dead planet.

DIRK: Anyway, it's tricky because there's not really all that much of anything left of the big man.

DIRK: Not here, anyway.

JAKE: Oh, baloney!

JAKE: Thats not how this works. Youre the supernatural tsaheylu of our combined "steezes".

JAKE: This isnt my first ride in the rodeo, mister, I KNOW THE RHYTHM OF THIS BUCKING BRONCO.

JAKE: HES STILL HERE, DAMMIT!

DIRK: I'm sorry.

DIRK: He's gone, dude.

JAKE: OH FUCK OFF.

JAKE: YOU CHARLATAN.

DIRK: Yeah.

JAKE: HORSES ASS.

DIRK: Get it all out, man.

JAKE: YOU MALEVOLENT MASCULINE MALFEASANT.

DIRK: I know a crisp glass of personal culpability isn't what you ordered, but hey.

DIRK: It's better than relapsing.

JAKE: Im drunk right now.

DIRK: And that sucks, buddy.

DIRK: But I'm talking about the big show of "everything's fine now" kitchen table red undie dirty dancing you did.

JAKE: Oh, i forgot about that.

DIRK: You fuckin' wish you did.

DIRK: It'd be the only reasonable excuse you'd have for nipping this uncomfortable epiphany in the bud so you could slink back to following orders from Dirk.

JAKE: ...

JAKE: Gods hooks, i backflipped right into my old ways!

DIRK: Don't beat yourself up about it. It's a running theme with literally everybody we know.

DIRK: You all get caught up in these feeling jams, hugging it out in self-realizational bliss.

DIRK: Then, bam.

DIRK: Premature ejaculation.

DIRK: That passionate growth grind ends before it builds to anything actually satisfying.

JAKE: :(

JAKE: Are you saying i need to be red undies jake again?

DIRK: Absolutely the fuck not.

DIRK: Hands off the belt, buddy. You've graduated.

DIRK: You're fully dressed Jake now.

DIRK: Sitting on the sticky floor of a custodial closet, hidden away from anything certain and good in this world.

DIRK: Alone.

JAKE: This is scary! I dont like this.

DIRK: Fuck yeah it is. This is sweaty, achey, burning transformation, brother.

JAKE: I want to go back! I want to be the other guy again.

DIRK: You can't be the other guy anymore, Jake.

DIRK: We're sending him upstate to live on a beautiful farm, where they're gonna immediately drag him out back and put him out of his fucking misery.

DIRK: Remember when you told Egbert you wanted someone to hold you accountable?

JAKE: No.

DIRK: Well.

JAKE: Nooooooo.

DIRK: "Here's Johnny!"

JAKE: AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

JAKE: Oh...

JAKE: *sniff*

JAKE: Oh, dirk...

JAKE: Cripes, if there really is no magical component to all of this,

JAKE: if youre really gone,

JAKE: then i am simply a forty year old man... being led by the nose... by an imaginary friend.

JAKE: That is not cute.

DIRK: It's kind of cute.

JAKE: No!

JAKE: Its mental illness!

DIRK: It can be both.

DIRK: Look.

DIRK: What you need to do is stop sobbing into your own fucking arms and make a decision.

DIRK: Spying for the rebellion, running away... these were steps in the right direction, but they also had, y'know.

JAKE: Plausible deniability.

DIRK: They were deflections.

DIRK: And at the end of the day, that's what choosing Jane would be, too.

JAKE: Its odd, but...

JAKE: Shucks, i dont want to cut her down right before she makes this big turnaround.

JAKE: If shed decided to keep her promise...

JAKE: thatd be bitter fucking berries to live with.

DIRK: But?

JAKE: But she probably wont change, will she?

DIRK: Why in the fuck would she?

DIRK: She'll have won.

JAKE: But... i dont think she was meant to be this way. Do you?

DIRK: Like, was she born to be a wildly racist dictatorial cake boss?

JAKE: Ok, when you put it that way it sounds a bit bonkers.

JAKE: What i mean is...

JAKE: Take me, for example.

JAKE: I know its not my fault janey got a bit rough and tumble with our relationship. That fundamentally, i didnt deserve it.

JAKE: But that doesnt exactly make me a mensch by default, does it?

JAKE: In fact i worry there might be more of me thats, well... inherently bad than not.

JAKE: And thats why everything tends to get so furiously fucked all the time!

JAKE: Everyone is waiting around for this better version of me to pop up, but thats never going to happen.

JAKE: Because if it did, it wouldn't be me anymore.

DIRK: So, are you trapped being Mr. Pissy Pantyloos Loser Man no matter what?

JAKE: Sort of.

JAKE: What do you think?

DIRK: I don't know.

DIRK: Maybe?

JAKE: Oh...

DIRK: Who even gives a fuck?

DIRK: This is some big philosophical philandering you're trying out, and we didn't even finish elementary school.

DIRK: The best we've got to work with is whatever you gleaned from "My Dinner with Andre" and "Blade Runner."

DIRK: And you fell asleep during "Andre."

JAKE: Point taken.

DIRK: Here's what we do know: when you face our friends tomorrow, they're gonna be none-the-wiser about the insane masturbatory matrix bullet time battles you've been having with yourself in your own head.

DIRK: What will be real to them is what you DID.

DIRK: That's it.

DIRK: Show them you're trying.

DIRK: Or don't, and get left behind.

JAKE: Good god...

JAKE: This is the worst pep talk... ever.

DIRK: It's you, dude, what did you expect?

JAKE: True.

DIRK: Do you want to be left behind?

JAKE: No!

JAKE: I want to see tavvy grow up!

JAKE: I want to choose him!

JAKE: But i want to believe in jane too...

DIRK: Sigh.

JAKE: Listen.

JAKE: I never really understood all that much of the "doomed timeline" hoopla you cerebral types tend to gab on about.

JAKE: But... its nice to think that there might be countless janes somewhere out there who never stopped being happy.

JAKE: Baking, getting up to all manner of lighthearted mischiefs... true blue all around.

JAKE: When i think of her, thats whats real to me.

JAKE: What she is now, what these rotten unenviable circumstances have made of her, its all just...

DIRK: Happenstance.

JAKE: Is that stupid?

DIRK: Probably, but you're a god of Hope.

DIRK: You're a poster-child for making stupid shit feasible.

DIRK: And no one has the power to say what's true for every Jane.

DIRK: I'm sure if you asked a couple of them how they feel about labor camps and domestic violences, they'd hit you with a "Woah there, buster jones."

JAKE: "Thats not for me!"

DIRK: "No siree!"

JAKE: Hehehe.

JAKE: Exactly.

JAKE: If i can believe in those janes,

JAKE: i think i can let this one go.

DIRK: Extravagant hoops to stumble through just to keep believing, man.

DIRK: It's sneaky. I like it.

JAKE: Its decided then?

DIRK: Seems so.

DIRK: You can finally leave the closet.

JAKE: Har, har.

JAKE: Goofs aside, old buddy...

JAKE: I get the strange sense i wont be speaking with you again.

DIRK: You won't. Why would you?

DIRK: You're normal now.

JAKE: But-

DIRK: You don't need him.

JAKE: It feels good to pretend, though.

JAKE: To hold on a little while longer.

DIRK: Don't.

JAKE: Fine! Fine...

JAKE: Hope is the crummiest aspect of the lot, huh.

JAKE: I swear the only time its worth a lick more than delusions and hot air

JAKE: is if it really fucking hurts.

DIRK: Welcome to being a person, Jake English.

[raveneira]

Me- maybe next chapter it will make more sense

Also me- 🤡

anyway thanks! i like reading your posts and appreciate your pov. Any idea as to what could be next?

Pfffft nothing wrong with being optimistic, just make sure to always prepare yourself for the worst as well, that way even if the worst happens it wont hurt as much lol

And no, thank you, Im happy you enjoy reading my posts 🙈

As for what I think could be next...well I dont have one singular idea, but I have a few hunches

Boruto is gonna gonna get bodied by Jura, because as KK said, he's seen multiple futures and all of them end with Boruto being killed by Jura if he went there

We know Boruto isnt going to die, but he, by KKs own words, can NOT survive against Jura, he is destined to die in every future, so we know this for sure at least that Boruto is not winning this fight.

Kawaki's limiters being brought up was probably for this moment, Boruto couldnt restrain himself and went there against KKs warnings, so now hes going to get dominated by Jura, and since Boruto cant die and none of team 7 can help him against Jura since they dont stand a chance either, the only logical outcome is that Kawaki will have gotten his limiters off and go there to save them.

Sarada will probably sleep through this entire ordeal until its over, to keep consistent with her constantly being left out of all the major details [Kawaki sealing away Naruto and Hinata, Mitsuki and Shikamaru being on Borutos side, Ada working together with KK and Boruto, Hidari being her fathers clone etc] so Mitsuki and Konohamaru will witness and learn everything but Sarada wont, and majority of it they wont tell her, at most they'll tell her that Kawaki saved Boruto and called a temporary truce to team up against the Shinju, everything else that ensues they'll keep to themselves.

I hope not because theres been way too many fake out deaths, but its possible Yodo isnt dead, because Ikemoto cant commit to killing anybody

if Yodo is dead it would be interesting to see Shinki's reaction to it since it was HIS clone and HIS power that killed her, and we also got this flashback of him saying how he wants to protect his father and the village and sacrificed himself to protect his dad and give Yodo and Araya a chance to escape

I also think he'd probably feel alot of guilt about it, not just cuz it was his power that he wanted to use to protect the ppl he cared about that did it, but also because of what Araya said, that he should pay Yodo some attention too [implying he wasnt] so thats probably gonna weigh on him alot, that he should've listened to Araya and treasured his time with Yodo more.

What makes it sadder is what Yodo said shortly before dying

To her Shinki was someone she wanted to stand by even if the rest of the world hated him, which could imply Shinki wasnt as accepted by the village as we might think, which would explain Yodo's overprotectiveness and attachment to him.

So it will really be interesting if Yodo dies and Shinki has to live with the guilt of losing someone who cherished him so much, his friend, someone he wanted to protect, died to his own power.

But of course something that actually delves into the characters emotions and raises the stakes is too much for Ikemoto so we're probably gonna get none of that.

I feel bad for Araya tbh, the whole time all he did was worry about her and even saved her when she got bit, which caused him to lose his only counter to Ryu, and the last words she had said to him was this

So yea, really sucks for Araya, especially since even after all that hes still really devoted to her

Anyway movin on

6 Sarada and Sumire's convo after this could go one of 3 ways...I plan on making a theory post delving more into this topic but for now I'll just give you the possible scenarios

Sarada could confess to Sumire that she does in fact like Boruto and has been holding back these feelings this whole time and she apologizes for lying to her, which will cause alot of awkward tension because while Sumire was honest and open to Sarada about her feelings out of respect for her as a friend not wanting to go behind her back, Sarada essentially lied to her face for 3 years, which is a valid reason for there to be tension between the two.

Basically a worse written version of this.

Sakura couldnt wait to tell Ino [and the others] who she liked, but Ino kept her feelings to herself, which Sakura eventually found out on her own and thats when their friendship ended

I can see Ikemoto possibly going for a half assed version of that, Sumire felt comfortable telling Sarada how she felt, but also didnt wanna just step on her toes if she happened to also have feelings for Boruto, so Sumire did the good friend thing and ASKED how she felt about him before telling her how she felt and Sarada said point blank that no she doesnt like him, so Sumire felt at ease to tell her she DID like Boruto since things wouldnt be awkward now right? Sarada doesnt have feelings for him, so Sumire excitedly declaring she does like him should be no problem.

After all, Sarada said other girls liking Boruto doesnt bother her.

So thats scenario one, Sarada admits she likes Boruto and Sumire feels betrayed because yea, kind of messed up, not that its a problem for Sarada to like Boruto just cuz Sumire does, the problem is Sumire was honest with her BECAUSE she wanted to be respectful of Sarada, if Sarada has said she liked Boruto back then, Sumire wouldnt have felt bad about it cuz why would she? she was honest with her, she'd just admit she likes Boruto too and they'd just pursue him together.

The ugliness comes from Sarada keeping this from Sumire for 3 years, then rubbing it in her face under the guise of just her missing/being close with her childhood friend, when all along she WAS inlove with him too and was basically makin moves on him behind her back [cuz Sumire just thought it was platonic when it wasnt] and just completely disregarded Sumire and her feelings for him, she didnt even acknowledge Sumire HAD them, she told her how she felt and Sarada never once thought about it since, only her own feelings.

So yea, Ikemoto might do a worse version of what happened between Sakura and Ino, one being open and honest with who they thought was their friend, and the other lying to them and eventually being found out and feel betrayed, putting a strain on their friendship.

Sumire will feel betrayed by Sarada and rightfully so, lying to her face THIS LONG when Sumires been open and honest with her this whole time, its totally valid for her to feel some type of way about it and distance herself.

The second scenario, Sarada actually doesnt like Boruto and apologizes to Sumire for her lack of consideration and vows to be more considerate and supportive of her feelings from now on

The third scenario is Sarada still doesnt address if her feelings are or arent romantic, but she apologizes to Sumire regardless and promises to be more considerate from now on and the two reconcile

Those are the 3 possible outcomes

7 Sumire might go through her own mini arc and have her own development from this, to stop being so passive and start being more proactive, to not just feel hurt by Sarada making moves, but to start making her own moves.

Obviously not the same moves as Sarada since those are reckless and careless, but ya know smart moves, or moves that show her courage and just how far shes willing to go for him etc.

If the lesson Sarada learned from this arc is to stop holding back her feelings, then the lesson Sumire should learn from it is to stop being overly considerate of others, because its great that she cares about and respects other ppls feelings, but sometimes you can be considerate to a fault which Sumire is.

Im not saying she needs to stop caring entirely, but she needs to learn the opposite lesson from Sarada, whereas Sarada needs to learn to be LESS selfish, Sumire needs to learn to be MORE selfish.

She's too selfless, too understanding, too considerate of others who arent considerate of her, she holds back her feelings not because she thinks their weakness but because she doesnt wanna upset other ppl, she doesnt wanna make things awkward, so she bites her tongue, keeps her true thoughts and feelings inside which is a bad thing.

So its possible, maybe, that Sumire will learn a lesson from this as well, which is hopefully to start being more selfish, its ok to love Boruto and be jealous of someone makin moves on him [if Sarada likes him]

Its ok to say what shes feeling whether the person likes it or not, its ok for her to have an opinion of how to address the Boruto situation and not just constantly following Sarada's reckless lead, its ok for her to be bothered by Sarada still calling her class rep despite all they've been through, its OK for Sumire to be selfish and allow herself to feel how she feels without shame, without guilt, and without remorse.

As for Kawaki getting his limiters off...I really dont know where the story is headed once that happens, will it make him stronger than Jura? if so then whose gonna take his place to have Boruto and Kawaki still on defense? we know its not Code, not without a massive power up atleast. And Daemon, will Kawaki be stronger than him? if so then that means he can finally take out those two threats to Naruto, Ada and Daemon.

Its hard to tell really, so until I know Kawaki's EXACT power scaling unlimited I cant make any predictions.

Anyway, thats all I can think of to potentially happen thus far.

Oh, some might be wondering about Sarada's EMS, some ppl think shes gonna get Hidari's Rinnegan but the whole reason Sasuke only got one is because Kishimoto thought he would look too alien with two, so Sarada getting both is slim for the same reasons.

Her only possibility for a EMS is the Shin clones, their all still alive with MS of their own at the orphanage, other than that theres a very slim possibility somebody nabbed the sharingans Obito had at his hideout, which I can only assume Orochimaru has the motive and intel to of gone and stole, so that might be a good chance for Sarada to have more of a connection with Orochimaru.

But yea, thats all I got for now, sorry if its a bit of a long read 😅 I didnt mean for it to be