#ch. 1127

[the-frizzle-fry]

Nah man this is too weird. They ain’t mistakes.

How would giants have a giant ear god rabbit? That animal would be massive. And the bees of giants being as big as a giant also seems weird. I don’t think the townsfolk are giants. Is Caramel’s sun still there? Imagine if he’s the sun god the townsfolk were talking about. Hahahaha

Where’s the strawhat?

Where’s Nami’s tattoo?

Luffy talkin bout sharing food, Zoro talking about directions, and Sanji talkin bout cookin bugs. None of those line up with the characters.

All the weapon switching.

Nami’s outfit changed a couple times too. Arm n leg bands and bra buckle.

Who yelled Nami? Zeus was asleep and Usopp didn’t notice her until later when he was in a big cats mouth.

The monster trio said named attacks but the attacks were wrong.

Luffy has his eyes closed every time.

It’s the Alabasta crew but where’s Chopper?

That ygdrasil doesn’t really look like the tree we saw before. That thing had mountains around it and a huge trunk.

Maybe this is one of the 9 realms in Elbaf? Maybe it’s us experiencing Nami’s hallucinations? But Usopp got hurt. Loki’s trickery, maybe he just kidnaps humans to worship him n his pets? I have no idea but I’m definitely excited.

[joy-girl]

Nami: "Sometimes I can still hear his voice"

[petrichal]

Their outfits are so cool but Sanji especially looks like a JRPG protagonist that I couldn't help but laugh

[kittygamer2888]

Was so bored that I colored in a manga panel from one of the other recent chapters of OP--

(Plus, everyone was kinda doing their own interpretation of what the colors would be for the outfits, so I thought I'd make my own little interpretation, too)

Video version of the process below cut (there's no music for this one. Was too lazy to put any--):

[artemis-in-space]

No one is talking about how the original East Blue crew is all separate from the crew. Are we getting an East Blue crew mini arc. Please may I have an east blue crew mini arc. Please east blue crew. I love the whole crew with my whole heart and soul but literally these 5 are the ones who met the giants originally and now they're on Elbaf and separate Am I Getting An East Blue Crew Arc.

[nainainomi]

One piece ch 1127 spoilers

Did they eat!! Their GODS!!!??!?!

[theladystyx]

dont know if people realised but we have the east blue group back this chapter and im all here for it. Trust me i love everyone from the strawhats but the east blue group is just so precious to me because so little ago they were just all babies and now theyre so strong but i need to see them bond.

I would love to see some titbits for the romance dawn trio as well they’re my favourite

Also we cant leave these idiots anywhere without them wrecking havoc, even Namis dosent give a shit anymore and its so funny

[tae-rambles]

OP ch 1127 SPOILERS

later than usual but here we go

my reaction as i read:

Inu got promoted! :D good for him

and i'm instantly confused

"giant confusion" is a perfect way to put it

report to who?

the stingermol look beaten up... don't tell me... is it Luffy's fault...?

"ear god"???

oh it's Nami's fault... i did not expect that but it makes sense

"i'll even take Usopp" that's so mean ToT

sexualising Nami again... sigh...

poor bear lol

poor Nami lol

poor Usopp lol

Nami being a badass is always amazing to see

something tells me it's not a hallucination - we wouldn't be shown those giants reacting to what's happening earlier if it was... i think... (now that i think about it tho... were those even giants?)

yep. not an illusion (poor Usopp pt. 2)

skeletons are never a good sign

the monster trio to the rescue! :D

omg they're eating the natives' gods ToT this is so funny i expected no less

"sometimes, i can still hear his voice"

Zoro's mask is so ridiculous

this whole situation is so ridiculous

what the hell is happening! are we in some kind of knock-off Elbaf or something?

well... this was a... confusing chapter. but also a lot of fun :D

[edisonblog]

Bắc Tống (北宋) was a dynasty in ancient China that existed from 960 to 1127.

It succeeded the Later Zhou dynasty and preceded the Southern Song dynasty. Bắc Tống was founded by Emperor Taizu, whose original name was Zhao Kuangyin, following a military coup in which he overthrew the last emperor of the Later Zhou dynasty.

Under the Bắc Tống dynasty, China experienced a period of economic and cultural prosperity. The dynasty was known for its advances in art, literature, and technology, including the invention of movable type printing, the use of gunpowder in warfare, and the development of the compass.

However, the dynasty was also marked by political instability and military conflicts with neighboring kingdoms, including the Liao dynasty in the north and the Western Xia dynasty in the west. In 1127, the Jurchen people of the Jin dynasty captured the Bắc Tống capital of Kaifeng, forcing the Bắc Tống emperor to flee south and leading to the eventual collapse of the dynasty.

#edisonmariotti @edisonblog

collaboration: Phuc Ho Van

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Bắc Tống (北宋) foi uma dinastia da China antiga que existiu de 960 a 1127. Sucedeu a dinastia Zhou posterior e precedeu a dinastia Song do Sul. Bắc Tống foi fundada pelo imperador Taizu, cujo nome original era Zhao Kuangyin, após um golpe militar no qual derrubou o último imperador da dinastia Zhou Posterior. Sob a dinastia Bắc Tống, a China experimentou um período de prosperidade econômica e cultural. A dinastia era conhecida por seus avanços na arte, literatura e tecnologia, incluindo a invenção da impressão de tipos móveis, o uso de pólvora na guerra e o desenvolvimento da bússola. No entanto, a dinastia também foi marcada por instabilidade política e conflitos militares com os reinos vizinhos, incluindo a dinastia Liao no norte e a dinastia Xia Ocidental no oeste. Em 1127, o povo Jurchen da dinastia Jin capturou a capital Bắc Tống de Kaifeng, forçando o imperador Bắc Tống a fugir para o sul e levando ao eventual colapso da dinastia.

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Xin chào. Tôi sẽ tạo một bài đăng và tôi sẽ thêm tên của bạn ---- - theo hình ảnh - Bắc quản (北宋) là một triều đại ở trung quốc cổ đại tồn tại từ năm 960 đến năm 1127. thắt nút kế triều đại hậu chi và trước triều đại nam quản. Bắc quản được thành lập bởi hàng đế taizu, mười ban đầu là Zhao kangyin, sau một cuộc đảo chính quan sự trong đó đ phế vị hoàng đế cui của triều đại hậu ch.

Dưới triều đại Bắc Tống, Trung Quốc đã trải qua một thời thịnh vượng về kinh tế và văn hóa. Triều đại được chú ý đến với những tiến bộ trong hệ thống hệ thống thuật toán, đánh học và công nghệ, bao gồm cả công nghệ phá mi may trong di động, sử dụng chân thuốc trong chiến tranh và sự phát triển của la bàn.

Tuy nhiên, triều đại này cũng được đánh dấu bằng sự bất ổn chính trị và xung đột quân sự với các vương phi, bao gồm nhà liêu ở phi bắc và nhà tây hạ ở phía tây. Năm 1127, người phụ nữ chân chính của nhà tấn công chiếm được kin đô khai phong của bắc tiệp, buộc hoàng đế bắn tỉa pHảy về pHi nam và dẫn sự đổ cui chôn vùi của triềiu đại.

[mangamob]

[danddymaro]

Tender | Bloodhound x Fem reader

I’m a slut, I’ve got three loves. Bloodhound, Mirage and Rev. So, here’s a thingie booper for this precious little tracker.

Reader is female// Mentions of pregnancy.

Fluff, hardly any smut but still a little nsfw

A quick Drabble that went a little too long. Maybe later I will redo this into something that makes sense and has plot.

Translations :

Líf mitt  =  My Life  Ástin mín  = My Love Elskan = My darling Blóðhundur = BloodHound

Word Count: 1127

Tender

Every word from the beast of prey was a soft utter, their voice while still muffled by the mask at times, not losing any of its softness as it reaches the (h/c) haired woman. 

Sprawled beneath with eyes shut in bliss, she holds in a quiet breath whilst the respirator is disregarded, it being a nuisance during such a cherished moment. 

Skin is always met with skin and there is nothing in between, and if such a barrier comes, it never lasts.

It is the hunter’s rule, all to her delight.

A sweet endearment makes her heart flutter, and she releases an airy giggle right as the words reach her in between light nibbles that trail from her ear down to her navel.

She smiled as every featherlight graze of her dear’s lips tickles when they pass certain spots far too delicate to withstand the stimulation.

“ Blóð ..” she sweetly giggles as their lips land over a dreadfully ticklish spot. 

Their travel pauses for a second, and she can feel their lips stretch as a gentle smile is executed.

“Ticklish?” Bloodhound asks almost innocently, the feigned tone holding far too much cheekiness for her to believe. Again, the act is repeated and she squirms within firmly placed hands that hold down her hips.

A warm chuckle leaves the teasing aggressor before they relent, their lips moving again with desire instead, traveling further down to her soft, wetness.

“Is this spot sensitive too?” Bloodhound asks coyly.

A gasp leaves her at the first quick swipe of the tongue which jolts the rest of her body. 

Immediately her hands move towards long locks. 

She start at the ends that had fallen onto her flesh, and she then weaves her hands through to find her lover’s scalp. She pulls them close as her hips buck forward, shamelessly riding the pointed tongue that flickers and curls within her.

She's then angled as her legs are carried by strong shoulders, the sinful wet muscle that is driven within her and pleasing her enticing a voiceless cry from her.

She can hardly help herself from continuing to wiggle her hips, nor can she stop the involuntary shivers her body executes.

Never does it cease to amaze her that such a predator, so merciless to the point of it being bestial, could speak so tenderly as though every breath uttered carried the promise of a kiss that would reach her.

Proclamations of love were never forgotten, the affectionate praising yet another constant to their intimate moments.

She couldn't imagine Bloodhound any more tender, but when a second heartbeat echoed within her, she was witness to yet another level of adoration that was only a hairstrand short of being worshipping.

" Ástin mín, " Bloodhound said, all in that lovingly sweet tone that translated burning desire, even as she felt at her lowest. 

- Even when she'd felt disgusted with what her body had become.

"You have never been more beautiful, " They breathed, their hands molding every curve of her body, grasping at all of the new softness and swelling that came to her chest as well as every other bit that had become more shapely.

The roughened palms could hardly stay still in one spot, instead, moving with the plan of exploration as they excitedly touched her.

- Truly, there was nothing more alluring than their lover claimed, all for them.

 " Líf mitt..." Bloodhound added, sounding utterly strained as they repositioned themselves, their hips soon pressed to hers, earning a soft moan from the female.

Hot was their breath against her skin as words were muttered in their native tongue, each syllable pushed out with difficulty .

'...swollen with min child,’ They inwardly mused with eyes that twinkled in delight, ‘bearing my every child.' 

Just the thought alone was euphoric.

Bloodhound  literally pants as their hands run down her sides, knowing the changes that had come with her state and absolutely adoring them as they are seen and much more felt. 

"Elskan... I cannot wait any longer," they say, truly regretful, almost ashamed at how little they'd been able to control themselves from simply giving in already.

She doesn’t mind, and with a shuddered breath she slowly takes all of her lover, every inch of the thick length sheathed within her melting warmth.

 Her dear lover holds her tenderly, strong arms almost crossing behind her as she is embraced. 

During the heated act she's held, cherished, and even worshiped, and it is addictive.

She shivers in powerful arms out of simple delight and pleasure, and her own terms of endearment slip out, all breathy and needy.

Every second is utter bliss for her body and for her soul too.

“-  Ástin,” she says sweetly, the word whispered in Bloodhound’s ear, spoken almost shyly as she tries a language that is not hers. Little by little she understands and learns, and it becomes her own address to her darling during such moments.

The word alone is nearly enough to break the hunter of what little resistance they have left to last.

“My Blóðhundur,” She adds just as sweetly.

More kisses follow before a final lip lock that is a fierce, wet press is timed with a final thrust forward.

After, she still wonders how they find her so beautiful, how she can be so cherished even whilst she’s an undone mess beneath. 

Bloodhound  practically glows in sweat, every dip of their body graceful and to perfection, The allure that they have is inexplicable.

Even while covered head to toe, with not a patch of skin visible, they are irresistible.

She had yet to consider that within their mind, Bloodhound thinks the same. 

They sit and stare with awe, and they are so terribly in love that they cannot see anything else aside from her, the perfection that she is far to great to take for granted. 

A hand lands on the side of her face, and sweetly it strokes her cheek while half-lidded eyes look down at her with desire that still lingers within their owner.

“You are...irresistible,” Bloodhound mutters.

Her name is said, the soft slur dripping from lips that are slickened by a tongue that peeks out to swipe over the sudden dryness.

“Let me take you once more...” Bloodhound murmurs as they lean down for another kiss that makes a path to her ear, “ (f/n)...” they practically purr. 

“I want more of you...” they sultry beg and her stomach becomes a knotted mess as her heart swells because of how hungrily she’s stared at. 

She feels sexy and irresistible, and the previous thoughts of self loathing she’d had constantly visit her go forgotten.

“- I need more of you,” They add, and she needily waits for more of that tenderness that only her dear Bloodhound can give her.

A/N: This went from 120 to 730 to 1127.

[sweetchup]

Bi•valve

Noun

an aquatic mollusk that has a compressed body enclosed within a hinged shell, such as oysters, clams, mussels, and scallops.

AKA

The Most Common Seashell in the Ocean

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Vol. 1: Just Keep Swimming // Ch. 5

Type: Poseidon x reader

Word Count: 1,600

Masterlist

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“Triton! Triton!”

As you run through the festival, Your echoing cries make people stop and turn but you could hardly care. You had already made it around most of the campus by then and had grown used to their stares.

“Triton! Where are you?” You call out again, leaning over the barrier of another art major's tent to look at the children in there. Hoping, Praying, that Triton was one of them.

“(Y/n)!” At the sudden call, you are suddenly pulled backwards. Spinning around you see it was none other than Bryce, with Yuri and Paul following close by.

“Bryce. T-Triton was—“ You stutter out, pawing at the male’s shirt as you try to get a simple sentence out in your jumble of thoughts.

You wanted to scream out. To cry. You wanted to tell him how you didn’t mean to leave Triton alone. How you thought he would be safe with Paul and Jeremy. How you didn’t think that someone would sneak into the tent while the kitchen staff were busy. How a stranger was able to lead Triton away and you didn’t even notice until someone came running to tell you later that he was missing.

You felt yourself internally sob in as you continued to recount what happened a mere half an hour ago. The feeling left you queasy and you felt as if your knees were about to collapse.

“Shh. I know. I heard what happened to your son.” Bryce says as he attempts to console you. All of a sudden the wind picks up and Bryce instantly pulls you closer to him. “Woah!”

Bryce watches in surprise as some of the tents and decorations are knocked down by the wind. As if they were as light as leaves. Easily snapped and drifted up as the wind pleased.

“We have to get out of here.” Yuri tells your group as she stares up to the sky. A dangerous mixture of dark stormy clouds were beginning to roll in. A telltale sign it wasn’t a bright idea to stay outside for much longer.

“I-I Can’t!” You stutter out as Bryce begins to pull and lead you back into the direction of the school buildings. “I need to find Triton!”

“(Y/n). You have to—“

“No!” You yell out, cutting Bryce off as you struggle against his grip. You didn’t want to listen to what they had to say. For—to you—it meant another second, or minute, waisted when you could be finding Triton.

Finally, after a bit more of struggling, you free yourself from Bryce’s grip. You planned to only give a bit of space between you and the others but then Bryce lunges at you to grab you again and you end up taking off in a sprint.

As you run through the crowd, your vision is a mix of colors. A blurry and unfocused Sea that you attempt to escape from. The only thing you ever think to focus on are the hints of colors of blondes that you pass by. Pausing for a second to check to see if it was Triton only to run off again.

It, in a way, reminded you of the first time you met Triton. How you saved the strange blonde boy that was sucked out in the stormy seas. Except this time it was from a sea of strangers, Humans. You just hoped this time you would find him.

Save him.

Wherever he was and from whoever he was with.

(Y/n)…

You feel yourself freeze as you hear your name being called. At first you thought perhaps Bryce and the others had caught up to you but you then realized that wasn’t the case. The voice you heard did sound familiar but it wasn’t normal. It echoed as if it was from a far off place. Nowhere near where you were.

…(Y/n)…

“Yes, Hello?” You call out, steering your head to look around the sea of people. Hoping to catch whoever was calling you.

…Go to the….Triton…

“I can’t hear—“ You are cut off as someone in the crowd bumps into you, nearly knocking you off your feet. You needed to get out of this crowd if you wanted to fully hear the voice. Especially with the sharp winds that were blowing in.

Helplessly, you maneuver and squeeze your way through the crowd. Thankfully finding a way out only a few minutes later near the edge of campus. Though eventually you realize that it wasn’t that great as it was an edge of campus you rarely traveled to. The only thing you knew about it was that it held a path through the woods to a rocky beach that only spelled trouble. If you didn’t get injured from the crashing harsh waves then you would likely get caught and in trouble by Campus Police for trespassing. Perhaps even both.

…Through the…Go…

“Through the path?” You question out loud, confused at how the voice was cutting in and out. Leaving you unable to get an accurate answer.

You wait for the voice to answer but it never comes, leaving you with you to make the final choice. In hindsight it wasn’t that hard as there were only two options. Either turn around to safety or go into danger.

You knew what you would do. You would do what you always did. You would turn—

It was then when you step forward into the path, with no fear or thoughts whatsoever, that you surprise yourself. You can’t help but wonder if you changed. How you changed.

Was it when you first saved Triton at the beach that caused it?

That caused the girl that hated crowds to run through them. The girl that hated confrontation to argue against her friends. The girl that ran away from danger to run into it.

You couldn’t help but wonder. But at the same time you didn’t. You couldn’t.

…Faster…

You couldn’t as you stumble and sprint down the path to the beach. As you hear the voice chanting, ordering you to go faster. To get to the beach quicker.

…Faster… Faster, (y/n)….

Even as your lungs are sucked out of oxygen. Even as your legs burn in agony. Even as your knees and palm sting from tripping and falling only to get up again.

You don’t stop. You can’t. You know you can’t.

Especially as you see the small beach through the brush and catch the sight of…

…Blonde.

And Red. Scarlet red that scattered and dripped from his pale skin.

“Triton!” You scream out without thinking, running through the sand to the boy. Lifting his limp body from the sand as you carefully shake him. “Triton…Triton.”

The young boy opens his eyes and looks over at you. Though it is only for a second as he shuts them again as he groans.

“Triton. Where. Where does it—“

A loud defining bang cuts you off. Surprised you spin around to look behind you. Looking at the crater in the sand that laid a few feet away from you, you connect eyes with someone.

“Marissa…”

As you call the name of your classmate in front of you, they begin to walk out of the crater towards you. Shuffling in sand, you cradle Triton in your arms and begin backing up.

No, you know that isn’t your classmate, that ‘thing’ in front of you isn’t even human. Wild pink hair, slit like green eyes, pointy teeth and claws. Nothing, nothing, about her was human.

“B-Back up.” You order out to the thing in front of you. Could you even run away from her? No, it created a crater in the ground, you couldn’t run away. You couldn’t even fight it. “You… better back up.”

Fight or flight. Both were useless in this situation.

Your body knew it as well as it seemed to freeze up as the thing gets ready to lunge at you. As if your bones had turned to ice and your organs had shut down. You felt like you couldn’t even breathe. Like if you dare to do, you would perish.

Fight or Flight. Your main instincts. Your survival instincts.

As the thing finally lunges at you, you finally breathe again. The fresh intake of air seemed to restart your body and then you realized Fight or Flight wasn’t your main instinct. It wasn’t why you came down here.

You had to protect Triton. He was your son. He was more important than yourself.

Even as you shake in fear, your motherly instincts take over your body and you are able to cover Triton. Spinning yourself away so that thing can only pierce you.

So that only your warm blood will flood out, leaving a harsh smell of iron in the air. So that Triton will be able to escape in time. So that Triton will be safe.

And when you finally feel the warm crimson liquid drip down your body and into your clothes, you find yourself gasping.

You went to grab the clawed hand that pierced through your torso. Hoping to grab onto it to stop Marissa from grabbing Triton, giving the boy enough time to run. But found yourself unable to. For it was never there in the first place.

A loud thud brings you back to reality and you find yourself looking up from the sand. Staring at the top half of Marissa’s—that thing’s—Body. It’s guts and blood pooling and mixing into the grainy sand.

“H-How…”

You find your voice die down in your throat as you turn your head to look behind you.

Blonde Curly hair, Icy piercing blue eyes,…

…Pale marble skin, Covered head to toe in blue, white and gold,…

…A Trident by his side…

There was no doubt in your mind who was behind you.

“P-Poseidon…”

Author Note: Ahhh Poseidon finally appears! The romance portion of this story finally starts hahaha. Thank you for being patient and waiting until Poseidon appears. I wanted to give a nice character development before he appears. Can’t wait for the next update on Thursday!

Taglist: @angeli-fucking-cat @marixxhq @sproutcorner @orophaea @anime-lover-forever-1127

[joy-girl]

One Piece 1127 // Monster Trio

[petrichal]

she's so cute im gonna diehdslfhdskg

[step-on-me-khun]

Your Voice Ch.4 - timeskip!Kenma x reader

Gravitating between my fics, wips and requests, so please don't be disappointed if this is updated at weird times.

[|Ch.3|] - [|Ch.5|]

SFW/NSFW

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1127

Requests: Open for any character

It wasn't hard for Kenma to remember when and what time you were streaming again. He would stop whatever he was doing to pay attention to you and your gameplay whenever you were streaming a game.

It became easier to talk to you and give you gaming tips when you seemed to be struggling.

There would always be the one person who would leave nasty and horrible comments about you. It wasn't pleasant hearing you react whenever you seemed to have noticed. Kenma didn't know what to do when he did see them. He thought it would be better to let them be. The more he got to know you through your streaming, the more he realized just how sensitive to those comments you were.

'I thought gamer girls were supposed to be good,' that was just one response. There were many more of those comments. It was rare, but it was uncomfortable seeing them pop up on the screen.

Any comment would dampen your mood and make you quiet for a bit. Kenma noticed it too. He would message you once your stream ended, asking if you were okay and telling you not to let anything they said get to you.

The conversations you had when you weren't streaming most of them were about the gameplay. There were rare occasions when you and Kenma were more curious about each other.

You had strayed away from watching Kenma stream, mainly out of anxiety. But once you did manage to muster up the courage to do so, you were surprised by how well he played games. Sometimes, Kenma would record his camera recording his face and his seemingly uninterested facial expressions. His cat-like eyes would glance between the game and the chat.

You were more enthraled when he played and had his camera recording his face. Most of the time, his hair was in a small bun, the blonde strands of hair pocking out whenever he moved.

You were caught off guard the first time he streamed with a camera capturing his face. It was a good thing that he couldn't see your face; you were a blushing mess. He was attractive, not like what you imagined him to look like at all. You were quiet for a good portion of that stream.

Once you heard his voice, too, it didn't feel like anything around you was real anymore. His eyes glanced at the chat more frequently when you were quiet.

"If you're not feeling well (Y/N), you can go. I won't tell you to stay if you aren't well," Kenma says as he continues to game and look through the chat for you.

'No, no, no. I'm fine. I promise,' you type, trying to reassure Kenma.

"You don't need to lie." He glances at the chat once again, then returns to the game.

'I'm not lying. I didn't expect you to look like that.'

"Mmm, okay," was his only reply.

You were kind of confused. Was Kenma more focused on his game? Did he not believe you at all? His tone was a bit off too. But that could be because he's trying to concentrate.

You had no interest in watching how he played. Most people would have some reaction to the small things that happen. It was a shooter gamer he was playing, different from the one you would play.

The character getting shot or killed would be enough to elicit a reaction from most people. Kenma remained stoic, his eyes shiting from the middle of the screen to the bottom of it. His facial expression remained the same.

What would be the one thing that would make his expression change? Mention his gameplay? You doubted that it would be something that phased him. But there was one thing you could do to get a reaction from him.

'You're cute when you're concentrating.' You type, hoping to see his face change.

His eyes once again looked at the chat, a little surprised by the compliment you gave him.

It made his heart flutter a little. The only woman in the world who had complimented Kenma was his mother. That was familial love. Your comment was something different and unexpected.

A red tint slowly emerged from the tips of his ear to his cheeks. He was losing his concentration.

'Aww, have I distracted you, Kenma?' You teased.

Kenma exhales sharply, "shut up,"

His reactions were cute, and so was he. There was already something there. Maybe, it would be a good friendship between the two of you.

The fact that Kenma had amassed a following this big on a streaming platform. He could get anyone if he tried. But he didn't seem the type to be like that.

Every second you watched his face, there was something inside that wanted to get closer to him.

It was too early to say that it was love or any affection to him. It was more to do with your curiosity.

"Maybe, next time you're free, we could stream together," Kenma says, avoiding looking towards the chat.

It was a bit forward, but it wasn't something that threw you off guard. The two of you would watch each other's streams, comment on them too.

'Yeah, I'd like that,' you typed. A bit of nervousness washed through you the more you thought about it.

Although he hadn't seen your face, hearing you talking in your streams and the way you would say things in his chat was enough for him to make his mind up about you. You had only known each other for a few months. You both were getting to know small things about each other when you were streaming or needed to vent in a message.

You were lonely and enjoyed it when you were talking to him.

But Kenma was anxiously waiting for you to stream with a camera recording your face, too.

You previously didn't want to record yourself, fearing that any exposure would bring you a tirade of negative comments. The more times you spent watching Kenma as he looked at his chat with a blank look, the more you realized that worrying about what others thought about you wasn't worth it.

'Next time I stream, I'll record, too," that was the last comment you made to Kenma as his stream ended.

All he could think about was your sweet voice and wondered what the face was like behind the screen. Maybe he would be surprised by how you looked. He knew that any picture in his mind that showed up in his head whenever he heard your voice was inaccurate.

It was a reason to be both nervous and excited. The voice that filled Kenma's head whenever you streamed, he wanted to see you.

pls don't steal my works.

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Some MatsuEndô-moments ♡

because I love them science

Ep 382 - Matsumoto reaches for Endô’s arm when escaping from the ch*nko machine.

Ep 397 - Matsumoto finds Endô’s impression of Beat Takeshi + singing good

Ep 405 - After joking about Endô quitting Matsumoto grabs hold of Endô’s arm and shakes him

Ep 421 - Matsumoto pulls on Endô’s clothes

Ep 430 - Endô escorts Matsumoto’s mother

Ep 431 - Matsumoto finds Endô handsome enough to put on a top 10 list

Ep 474 - Matsumoto appreciates Endô’s impression of Mori Shinichi

Ep 483 - Matsumoto forces Endô to wear a see-through bathrobe when simulating the 100m race and touches it 

Ep 513 - Matsumoto hugs Cocorico (Endô first)

Ep 526 - Matsumoto pushes Endô to the front

Ep 563 - Matsumoto reaches for Endô when getting the nose fishing punishment + Endô holds Matsumoto when he gets the toy car to his forehead

Ep 564 - Matsumoto sitting on Endô’s shoulders

Ep 623 - Matsumoto not being able to continue the staring face-to-face with Endô

Ep 652 - MatsuEndô playing the old couple in Momotaro

Ep 657 - Matsumoto saying “Shôzô” twice

Ep 677 - MatsuEndô waiting for HamaTana to come down from the waterslide

Ep 712 - Matsumoto pulling Endô to his side

Ep 722 - Endô picking Macchan in the “blow on each other’s butt”-competition + whispering to him when they play the pirate game

Ep 733 - Matsumoto being touched by Endô’s face lighting up after farting once

Ep 757 - Matsumoto saying “it can’t be helped” as he pushes Endô forward

Ep 774 - Matsumoto shouting Endô’s name really loud after Hamada knocked him out

Ep 921 - Matsumoto holding Endô’s arm when Hamada fills his nose with toothpaste

Ep 935 - Matsumoto does “Shikoku shikoku~”

Ep 951 - Hôsei: “Are you and Matsumoto friends?”

Ep 974 - Endô’s fantasies regarding being in the middle of Downtown

Ep 1013 - Endô kissing Matsumoto

Ep 1044 - Matsumoto saying “Shôzô”

Ep 1074 - dragging Endô into the hug

Ep 1095 - Matsumoto’s favourite skit is “Hohohoi” + Endô getting the best score

Ep 1127 - Matsumoto asking Endô what’s wrong twice when he isn’t as energetic as he normally is

Ep 1154-1155 - MatsuEndô being really friendly with each other

Ep 1188 - Endô liking Matsumoto’s hat best

Ep 1214 - Matsumoto giving Endô 5 points (+1 point to Tanaka) despite complaining on his entry

Ep 1254 - Endô introducing Matsumoto’s stance to the show

Ep 1276 - Matsumoto: “We’re having a talk in my dressing room later” 

Ep 1302 - Endô holding Matsumoto’s hand

Ep 1314 - Matsumoto: “Cocorico Endô Shôzô ja nai ka?” + praising him for being smart

Ep 1316 - MatsuEndô having their own protein-themed show

Ep 1327 - Endô whispering to Matsumoto

Ep 1333 - Endô giving his movie to Matsumoto

Ep 1342 - Endô wanting to meet Matsumoto

Ep 1365 - Jump-hugging next to each other

Ep 1372-73 - Endô’s song to Matsumoto

the special before Ep 1398 - Holding hands when jumping rope

Ep 1421 - Matsumoto getting angry on Endô’s behalf

Ep 1427 - Matsumoto calling Endô “Shô-chan” twice

Ep 1458 - MatsuEndô continuously picking each other’s cards

Ep 1546 - Matsumoto apologizes to Endô for being violent

Will be updated~