#dear god this took too long

[sanjilover4815]

woo godsoul new godoul new godsol chatper i'm gonna go sleep for a billion years

[dancinghannigram]

booker, the bravest raccoon of them all !! im fairly certain this wasn't how the scene was described but it was what i imagined and i had to draw them !

[dossei-dossei]

doyle sketch dump

[crissyrosy]

Whirl definitely wasn't the one who took this pic of these two... and she definitely did not send this pic to the other recruits...

So anyway, here is how the chat goes:

Whirl, texting to the group chat: Hey guys, look who I've found sleeping in student lounge. Medix: Huh, look like last night rescue was too much for them to even walk into their own berthrooms.. Hoist: Yeah, if I was the one who stayed behind last night, I would recharge in the nearest comfortable place I could find too. Whirl: Still, look how cute they are being!! They look so comfortable on eachother! Medix: Indeed, but I never thought of recharging on top of Wedge would be comfortable though..

More under the cut!!

[silly-cat-things]

yo dawgs i made a new comic

PART 2 !!

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Ngl youtube videos suddenly got me slowly turning into a Justin Russo hater.

[angst-is-love-angst-is-life]

How did you come up with the idea for Trophy? What made you decide to write it? How do you decide what moments or scenes to include, and what order to place them in?

Any other details you'd like to share? :D

YAYYYYYY, AN EXCUSE TO TALK ABOUT MY BELOVED! THANK YOU!!

The initial idea was directly inspired by a line Zoom said to Joe in the season 2 finale:

“After I beat Barry in the race and prove that I’m the fastest man alive on any Earth, he’s gonna rot in a cage just like the one Jay’s in now.”

That got the whumperflies going and everything just expanded from there. (And this goes along with your second question as well) After the finale where Zoom was absolutely MASSACRED in characterization and power levels— I coped by watching all his scenes in season 2, which led me to that line, so with everything fresh on my mind; a Zoom wins fic seemed fun. So I figured out some key things that would happen:

The multiverse is destroyed

Zoom kills everyone (cept Cisco but that was added a little later)

Barry’s imprisoned by Zoom

and ofc after this I was just like “Well now I HAVE to write this.” We haven’t gotten to the pure self indulgence yet, but this fic has a lot of my favorite whump things.

Ooo good question! Deciding what moments and scenes go in and how to order them is definitely interesting. Tbh I’m still figuring out the details of everything that’s actually going in and when, but I have a kind-of recurring thing in most of the future chapters that works well as a frame for what else should added alongside it. Plus, the progression in this fic is pretty… specific, for lack of a better word, and I have some ideas of important things that need to happen and roughly where they should go— but I have probably over 15k of misc. scenes in my notes app so it’s gonna be a long and difficult process…

But overall, besides what works narratively, the deciding factor in what I decide to show and when; is how much of an emotional punch it will pack :> (especially when it all comes together in the end). Oh, and also what hurts Barry the most ofc

[hotcocoabombb]

Wish is painfully mid.

That's it really. That's all you need to know. This movie is just... Bleh. But why, right?

well, im so sad you asked but im here to deliver

The best way I can describe wish (outside of painfully mid) is it feels like a Disney Renaissance movie that was written and then not revised or edited, but they animated it anyway. A lot of the elements in this movie are from the Disney Renaissance, and those elements are good!

In different movies!

So let's start at the beginning: the movie opens explaining how King Magnifico built the kingdom of Rosas in order to ensure people could be safe and live FOR FREE. He also takes the wishes of people to grant for them because they may not have a chance to make their wish come true. The drawback is when you give him the wish, you forget what it is unless he grants it. A little weird but whatever. Do these sound like the actions of a villian? No? Well guess what. He's the villain.

YUP!

so this little selfish prick asha, who is our "hero" wants to be this guys apprentice. her grandpa is also literally 100 years old and hasn't had his wish granted yet so she wants to become his apprentice basically to get his wish granted. which sounds pretty selfish to me but whatever.

So she goes for her interview and after a mid song she finds her grandpa's wish and asks magnifico to grant it. He says no because the wish is to "inspire the future generations" which is too vague for his liking and could be used to inspire them for something bad like overthrowing the kingdom. Asha gets mad because she can't understand his very sound logic and she flips the fuck out starting an argument with him where he declares that he won't grant the wishes and won't give them back because the movie needs an excuse for him to seem evil. By the way we are given no reason to think that anyone is upset about this, even other people who have seen the wishes, which makes asha look even more irrational by comparison.

So asha decides this is unacceptable and tries to hell her grandpa who's like "bro, i gave it up anyway who gaf" and she runs away and makes a wish on a star after a shitty musical number. the star becomes alive and it's name is star. no im not kidding. so this star convinces asha that the wishes must be returned after ANOTHER shitty musical number and now she's on her mission. magnifico sees the star and because magic is outlawed unless he does it (which is such an ass pull that it's laughable) and he decides that the star is a threat towards him because the movie needs an excuse for him to be evil.

asha decides to go steal her grandpa's wish back, which the movie insists is selfless but is very clearly a selfish decision because she only gave a fuck about her family, while magnifico assembles the people and tells them about the illegal magic that happened. asha ends up having to tell her friends about the magic and.... OH YEAHHHHHHH! ASHAS FRIENDS!

Guess what! They don't matter at all and could literally be composed into a single character because in total only two are important! And I don't even remember their names! None of them get any development aside from "oh the king is bad now let's help asha!" or "I ratted asha out but now im possessed so it doesn't matter anyway" which i will get to

anyway, asha asks her friends to stall the king while she steals the wish for her own selfish reasons from the only person in this movie who has acted selflessly thus far. so her friends (or only one of them actually lmfao) helps get the townspeople to question magnifico and he gets so mad he turns evil.

IM NOT KIDDING. THIS IS THE THANKS I GET IS LITERALLY HIM GETTING SO MAD ABOUT BEING QUESTIONED THAT HE TURNS TO FORBIDDEN MAGIC, WHICH TURNS HIM EVIL. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS

I'm not kidding when I say I consider this character assassination. King Magnifico built Rosas brick by brick, learned magic literally just so he could grant people's wishes, and yet he gets questioned a little too hard and turns evil. The movie tries it's hardest to make it feel like it's just his nature but Magnifico literally has no motivation past "I was questioned too hard"

That's fucking stupid, I'm sorry. Its honestly insulting.

You know what Magnifico's turn reminds me of? The rise of skywalker. In that movie they try to convince you that Rey may turn evil. Magnifico being evil is like if they made Rey ACTUALLY turn evil in rise of skywalker. It would've made literally no sense. Yeah, that's Magnifico.

Anyway, now that magnifico is evil he starts crushing wishes because they make him more powerful. this is so fucking stupid that i just don't care anymore but unfortunately the movie keeps going.

Asha gets her grandpa's wish and gives it to him and he absorbs it and says "imma make it work now for myself" but uh oh! Magnifico found them and he crushes her mom's wish in front of them which gives him a power-up and makes her mom feel sad or something. Then asha throws a shelf or something on him and they flee to an island where asha decides that she has to free the rest of the wishes which is the first selfless thing she has ever done in this movie and only looks good because atp magnifico is reduced to a cartoon villian.

She goes into town where it's revealed she was sold out by one of her friends and his wish was to be Magnifico's loyal knight and he gets possessed and sells out the fact that her other 6 friends knew about asha and a witch hunt is started because magnifico says asha was the one who destroyed the wishes.

asha meets up with her friends and they plan to free the wishes but asha is stopped by her possessed friend and magnifico is stopping the other friends from getting the wishes free, but asha escapes from the possessed guy (by the way im not calling him that for comedic effect i just deadass forgot all of her friends names and im writing this like 20 minutes after watching the movie) and goes to help her friends fight magnifico who then decides, in the writers last middle finger towards me, that he's gonna block the sky and make everyone stay in Rosas so he can remove all hope from the people or something. Asha starts singing and then the town starts singing and that somehow overpowers him and he gets trapped in his magic evil staff, the end

dear god.

So yeah. That's wish. A painfully mid movie with music id rather not listen to again and a villian who appears more altruistic than the hero, so much so that they commit character assassination in order to make him evil. Happy 100th anniversary Disney!

[strawberrybaat]

Beauty and the Beast au thing?

Legit, idk what or where I was doing/going with this. I got inspired by watching the beauty and the beast movies. It's Hella unfinished, and kinda filled with Silver/Sebek abuse.

Maybe a part one? Idk if I'll ever continue/finish it, ngl.

It's supposed to be a Malleus X Reader, but I gave no description to anything relating to the reader, so it can also be done as a Malleus ship.

So Beauty and the Beast, but mix it with Aladdin.

Except Malleus isn't cursed, and s/o is basically Aladdin, homeless thief trynna survive.

Instead of the father breaking and entering/stealing, it's the s/o hiding in the mansion cause they think it's abandoned.

There's like 7 people in there, at most. That being the Diasomnia crew, Maleficent on occasion, and 2 other servants. Place looks decrepit, vines/thorns covering everything, especially in the place s/o hides, and some of the building has cracks and chunks missing.

S/o lasts for several months, maybe to a year or two, without running into any of the seven, or hearing them. Further solidifying that they're alone.

They stay on one side of the mansion, only traveling to like one or two rooms

Since they think it's empty, obviously there's no food in the building. So they scour for food outside their little area. Mostly finding berries.

After, at most, two years of that, either Sebek or Silver, or both, finally catch them on one of their rounds.

Sebek would to kill them, cause he thinks they're a threat(which they very well could be).

Silver just tries to make them leave. He either tries to threaten or scare them away.

A chase ensues, and, surprisingly, s/o can out run the two for a pretty long while.

Does the cartoon gag where they hide behind a window/wall. And it fuckin works.

It doesn't work because the two are dumb, it just works cause they were pretty far ahead, and the hall had many other adjacent halls and doors/windows.

If s/o runs into one of the rooms, it's one of the more barren rooms, and they're hiding in the closet or on the lighting fixture(if there's a chandelier, at least).

Bed's too cliche, and it's one of those shitty, run down beds so you can immediately see if someone's under it. Plus, it's facing the door, so it'd get a lot of light.

When either of them look into the room, they don't check it super thoroughly, since it's been out of use so long and there's nothing to hide behind.

If s/o ends up hiding with the window trick, they're on like the second floor, and the knight duo thinks this homeless person is sane.

But no, s/o is hanging off the railing or standing on the thick ass ledge out of sight. They don't wanna jump just yet.

So when they check the rooms they never check the big ass fuckin windows, unless they see a fuckin tree that's particularly close, then they'll look.

When s/o leaves the room, running the opposite way of the duo, they run into either Malleus or Lilia, or both.

Like literally run into. And since s/o is still running on flight or fight, that just got heightened, they fuckin punch whoever was in front of them hard as hell.

The old fae just stands in shock at what happened. Meanwhile, s/o is bolting off after realizing they punched a scary ass mother fucker.

A minute later, the one that got punched poofs in front of s/o.

If it was Malleus that got punched, he's fuckin pissed and looks fuckin pissed. Standing there, with his arms crossed, angry pout on his face.

If it was Lilia, man poofs upsidedown, and an annoyed and mischievous look on his face.

Whoever is was, they grab s/o, poof away, and ragdoll the mother fucker into a cell/room(but the prison is like Glimmer and Angela's "prison")

Sebek wants them dead, Lilia and Malleus just say to kick them out/send them home, and Silver just says "Sebek, stfu omg, just imprison them for a couple years. Not only were they intruding, but we don't know what they could've stolen" in the most formal way.

Meanwhile, s/o is just trynna escape whatever room they've been placed in.

Before they were literally thrown into their cell, s/o managed to swipe something sharp off the one that threw them.

Think like Ruggie, they did that.

They use whatever they took to break out/unlock the door. Cause what good thief doesn't know how, lol.

If s/o is in an actual cell, it's one of those hinge locks that's so fuckin old I broke because they were so rough with it.

If it's the guest room prison? All s/o needs is a coin. it's like the normal/very common bedroom locks, but the handles are switched.

Now they're in an unfamiliar area, so they follow where they heard their footsteps went.

However, they didn't expect the four to be super close, they kinda weren't, only two doors down.

So when they hear Sebek say they should kill s/o, thinking he was in charge cause they didn't pay attention to who had what voice, s/o immediately fuckin books it, slightly stumbling at the start.

Lilia definitely heard them trip, Malleus thought the trip was branch, and Sebek and Silver heard absolutely nothing.

S/o is running like hell, makes it outside the mansion, damn near making it out of the forest before Lilia captures them in vines.

Lilia's now treating this as a game, and the other three are just confused as fuck as to where he poofed to.

S/o, who's in such a fuckin panic, shouts "don't eat me!", because now they definitely see his fangs. And they are terrified.

This takes Lilia so far back, that once he registers what they said, he's laughs so fuckin hard he's wheezing. It's a he can barely breathe laugh fit.

That's around the time Malleus poofs over, and it gives s/o even worse of a panic attack. Meanwhile Malleus is just standing there, wondering why s/o is in a panic, and why Lilia is laughing his ass off, confused as hell.

"What. The fuck. Are they doing out of their prison?" And that's when Lilia finally calms down, hearing Malleus, mocks s/o, and tells Malleus that they escaped.

They poof back over to the cell, scaring the absolute shit out of Silver and Sebek. Then they literally ragdoll s/o into a new room, while they're still tied in the vines.

After they leave, and s/o calms down enough to think rationally. They come up with two plans.

Getting out of the vines, which takes quite a while, as they're thick as hell.

When they're finally untangled it's sometime during the night, and the only two up are Lilia, and Sebek(who's training), they put the first plan into action.

Pick the lock again, and escape like a ninja.

They mostly succeed. Until a maid finds them and informs the less scary of the two. Sebek.

When he's told, he screams out "what?!" so fuckin loud that it damn near deafens the poor girl. However, it does alert Lilia, almost wakes up Silver, and makes Malleus wake up like "huh? Wha?" before promptly passing out again.

S/o heard it as well, or more like feels his fucking echo, and realizes that they are in deep fuckin shit.

Trying to book it again, they run to the nearest open door. Before they can even reach it, however, they're poofed into a new room. They scream in frustration.

Fuck it, second plan.

The second plan is to attack the next person who comes in to bring their food, jumps out the window, and run like fuckin hell to the next village.

God help the poor soul who brings in their meal(spoiler alert. It's Silver and the maid who snitched).

When Silver opens the door, he gets conked in the head hella fuckin hard, Tangled style. Someone come check on this poor boy, cause s/o did damage with that once harmless item that was left in the room(another spoiler alert, they left nothing in the room. S/o is running on adrenaline, and legit tore a piece of trim off).

The maid was frightened, screamed bloody murder, and ran away.

As soon as they saw the maid run, s/o did too. Right to the first window they saw, and jumped it.

The floor they were on was fourth floor, and with the way they jumped, they definitely would've broken some bones.

However, they managed to grab a railing to a window patio that was on the second floor, almost slipping and dislocating their shoulder because of how abrupt the grab was.

After they got up, and situated better to see below them, s/o jumped/fell into a bush pile that looked way more comfy than it actually was. Fucking up their ankle, knees and back, and now they're in hella pain.

They don't even think about it, and can't really feel any of it, to some degree, because they're running off adrenaline still trying to get away.

Getting up and running away after that jump definitely worsened whatever condition they were in, and almost halfway to the village they were escaping to, s/o just collapsed.

They collapsed because they can finally feel all the pain that they're in. Trying to move again, and s/o just screams in pain.

They scream even louder as they try to pop their shoulder back into place, any one who was near, camping or otherwise, was able to hear it.

Their ankle just got worse as they were running for a couple hours, trying to escape what they thought was death, now it's swollen and hurts so bad they actually think they broke it.

While Malleus and Sebek are getting closer to s/o, Lilia is tending to Silver. Silver definitely ends up with the worst headache known to man, probably a fuckin concussion too.

Climax point now, wolves! Like 3 wolves show up, and in s/o's panic they look for the largest stick/branch they can lift and swing at the fellas.

The bigger one of the small pack goes in for an attack, only to get swatted as hard as s/o can in their state. Which is enough to knock it about like 3 feet and make it stumble.

The other 2 also try to go for an attack, but s/o is still trying to swat them away, noticeably getting weaker.

They can only really swing the branch about 4 times before basically giving up and accepting their fate. At least this death would, mostly, be on their own terms and they fought to survive.

Low and behold, Malleus appears literally out of no where, Sebek a good ways behind him(about 20 feet). Man just poofing in and blowing the wolves away with wind magic.

S/o(now with quite a bit of scratch and claw marks on them) sees Malleus in front of them(likely with a deadly aura), sees that they're still alive, absolutely fuckin passes out after a nervous/panicky chuckle. Absolutely terrified and traumatized.

Malleus picks them up bridal style, and almost poofs away until Sebek pops up, and he's just- "oh. Yeah. I brought him/the annoyance with me". You can't tell me this man doesn't get at least slightly

Cue Sebek complaining and questioning why Malleus is carrying this assumedly dangerous person, very much forgetting/ignoring the facts that Malleus is super fuckin and could/would easily overpower this mortal in his arms in an instant.

Ignoring Sebek, Malleus just poofs them back to the mansion, Sebek to his room and Malleus and s/o to a new, "non threatening" guest room.

As Malleus is setting s/o down, Lilia comes into the room as he heard them with his good ass Fae hearing, and he's was literally three rooms down with Silver.

The two are talking about what to do with them, as they've attempted(and almost succeeded) escaping and committed three felonies(I think, I didn't keep count) against them at this point.

They eventually decided to make s/o pay off a debt, ouran style, except without money being involved cause it's kinda useless to them.

So, for now, they'll have another servant, when s/o's healed up. on that note, s/o doesn't wake up until a while later. Their escape plan started about 1 am, and they woke up around 7 pm the following evening.

Malleus is tending to ther scratches and marks again, making sure the bigger sratches aren't fusing to the bandages.

He had just finished removing them as Silver and Lilia walked in. One carrying new bandages and antiseptic, the other holding a washcloth and clean water.

As Malleus is grabbing the new bandages, s/o starts waking up.

Their entire thought process as they're waking up is

"mmmm, comfy.... wait. This isn't my bed... OH SHIT! I DON'T HAVE A BED!"

They jump straight up, almost kicking Malleus and Silver, trampling off the bed and promptly falling flat on their ass.

They're backing into the wall, pleading with the three to not kill them.

"What are you talking about? Who said that we would kill you?"

All three of them are confused, Silver eventually remembering Sebek suggested they execute them.

Malleus and Lilia start asking s/o questions, and s/o eventually starts to calm down when recognizing neither of their voices as Sebeks.

S/o answers all their questions truthfully, except anything they might ask about their past. S/o doesn't trust them very well yet.(imagine anything you want, i literally didn't think about it, lol)

S/o ends up being very sarcastic, or sassy, with some of their answers

"For what reason do you have being in my home?" "I thought it was abandoned." "And why ever would you think that?" "...Have you seen the exterior of this place? What inhabited home has vines crawling all around it? Not to mention some areas have holes and broken bricks." "..."

Malleus ends up pouting, with Lilia fucking cackling in the background. He's slightly offended, but less so than Malleus is with that answer.

Silver left somewhere in the middle of this, fearing he'd get decked again. He may be a guard, but damn did s/o have a hard swing.

Lilia ends up asking why they're there, insisting that their family must be worried sick. Immediately following that question s/o goes quiet and he knows.

Lilia's first thought is just "You're my child now, no questions."

Malleus would either press on with the question and fail at getting any answer out, only annoying s/o. Or he'd just be slightly confused about their change in demeanor and change the subject.

Either way, he and Lilia give them the offer to stay.

S/o's confused, yet hesitantly agrees, asking for what they'd want in return.

"All we ask is that you don't harm us again." "Oh, I'm sorry, but I was kinda being chased!"

Malleus decided to take care of s/o, tending to the marks that would surely scar and making sure they stay off their injured foot. While not broken, it'll definitely need time to heal.

Less so than normally with magic, but he can't do it all in one day, as he's not proficient with healing magic and he just wants to be a smug bastard.(On that note, I like to think healing magic does exist in the test universe, it just works like the school nurse in MHA. Yeah, it'll heal you, but your energy will be drained.)

"Ow! That hurts!" "Hm? Well then maybe you shouldn't, I don't know, jump out of a window that's on the fourth floor?" "...>:( I wouldn't have to if someone didn't threaten to kill me..."

Malleus finds amusement in everything s/o does and talks about, even though they are very, very reserved in the first couple of weeks.

Definitely gets a Florence Nightingale effect, and it doesn't help that s/o doesn't seem absolutely fucking terrified of him(they are, but they're good at hiding it)

There's two people who notice it, and that's Lilia and Maleficent.

When s/o and Sebek meet up, s/o instantly recognizes his voice and wants to punch him

"You!" "You wanted them to kill me!"/"You broke into the mansion!" "It's decrepit!" "HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT-"

Sebek gets fucking slapped.

Malleus, who was showing them around, is wide-eyed in shock.

Lilia and Silver, who were just walking around and ended up seeing Sebek get slapped, laugh at him. Silver's trying to hide it, a chuckle escaping. Lilia, on the other hand, not so much. He almost fell over seeing his shocked and furious face.

Sebek and s/o get into a fight after that. Sebek, surprisingly doesn't have his magic pen/rapier on him. And s/o is dodging whatever attacks he throws at them, trying to tire him out.

Eventually, s/o just kicks the back of his knees in, tripping him up, and pins Sebek down for a solid minute.

Sebek is appalled that someone without his training was able to pin him down, and the other three are very impressed at their show.

However, Sebek does overpower s/o after getting over his initial shock. Pinning them on their stomach, with their hands crossed behind their back.

if this reads like ass, I'm sorry, but I have zero writing experience. I just thought this would've been cute, lol. this is where I stopped, and had no more motivation/ideas, lol.

[akai-anna]

So I already asked this before, but here I am asking you to do it again cause I honestly really enjoy reading about how you view each of the relationships in decto. So if it's not too much to ask will you do a part 3 just rambling about other relationships in decto. Also I'm glad my last ask made you that happy, and don't worry take as long as you like there's no rush to make them.

Anon-san. Dear. Darling. You are truly a blessing, a pure source of joy, a beauty in this measly existence we call a life. I would have never thought you'd come back for more rambling. Just. Thank you. So much.

And I'm happy you enjoyed my previous ramblings, and I hope you will enjoy this one too.

Notes, as always:

as in the previous asks relating to the ship opinion bingo, i interpret relationships in the broadest possible sense

i check everything that makes sense to me, even if they seem contradictory; i view them applied to different situations/universes/possibilities

*rolls up sleeves* Ok, now buckle up.

I. Akai Shuuichi/Okiya Subaru - Kudou Shinichi/Edogawa Conan (and The Kudous)

The Silver Bullet Duo (and the Parents Partners In Crime)

They just... have such a fascinating dynamic.

Akai, first learning about this lil kiddo through investigating Vermouth (Cool Guy) and as they started interacting, treating this boy as an equal despite him (seemingly) being a child. The fact he is openly impressed by Conan/Shinichi ("You always amaze us, boy."); I cannot put into words how important it is to me that Akai respects this gremlin child. (ONE OF thE BESt INVEstigAtoRS IN JAPAN HE SAID!!!!) Shinichi Being all sus of the guy at first, only to find a great mind in him, an amazing scheming partner, someone he can trust to protect his friend. They are not only on the the same wavelength (not even being in the same place) but make a very effective as a team; the sheer compatibility.

But also their actual first meeting BEING: SHINICHI BASICALLY CALLING AKAI SHUUICHI A CLOWN. INCREDIBLE.

And also, Akai being one of the precious few who knows about this lil gremlins identity. It's so important to me; as someone who dearly wants and aches for Shinichi to share his identity with at least a few other people, I cherish all individuals who are aware of his true identity. Not to mention, that the identity reveal to Akai was one of the most hilarious things I have ever witnessed. (Shinichi literally outing himself because he is too comfortable, too at ease in his own home and around these people, and distracted by Ran and solving the mystery, he forgets to be cautious. THIS FCKIN CHILD I LOVE HIM.)

And Akai constantly hinting at his real identity gets me so bad too. They are so precious to me.

And then there is the whole Akai-Yukiko & Yuusaku dynamic too. He literally became part of this oddball of a family? (YUKIKO tAUGHt HIM to COOK I CANNOt???) FITTING IN WITH THEM SO EFFORTLESSLY. I LOVE THEM.

⊱✿⊰

II. Agasa Hiroshi - Kudou Shinichi/Edogawa Conan - Miyano Shiho/Haibara Ai (- Detective Boys Trio)

Found Family: "Sometimes a family is 1 middle-aged man, 2 fake and 3 real elementary students" as I like to say.

Not many scenes to share here (tho I will definitely collect them in my newest reread session) because I don't have the energy to look for them. BUT.

Agasa Hiroshi is a Good Man. He doesn't have to invent all that stuff for Shinichi BUT HE DOES. He doesn't have to help this lil gremlin out BUT HE STILL DOES. All the times he just drove him around, all the times he allowed himself to be used (with no advance notice which he keeps ASKING SHINICHI FOR, TO JUST LET HIM KNOW) as a way to solve a crime; EVERYTHING HE DOES, DESPITE KNOWING HOW DANGEROUS IT IS. The way he only helped Yukiko and Yuusaku with the mad plan (because IT IS MAD; ODDBALLS) of "kidnapping Edogawa Conan" because he thought it would help drive the point home, of how dangerous this whole business is. Agasa Hiroshi just wants what might be best and safest for Shinichi. Just being there for him, and if he cannot he lets others, who can, know (Yuusaku and Yukiko in the above scene, Heiji in desperate revival, and so on). He cares.

On the other side, Shinichi might seem like, he doesn't appreciate Prof Agasa much at first glance (his constant comments about Agasa creating junk, says the one who uses his inventions, HYPOCRITE), but god, he goes BALLISTIC WHEN IT COUNTS. (Kidnapping case, just to mention one off the top of my head.) Shinichi literally grew up with this weird adult figure around, he is like family to him, and he cares. Tons. He trusts Agasa Hiroshi, literally, with his life.

Moving on: another point of Prof being a really good man. The way he is with the kids. He literally goes out of his way, to take them out to places, spend time with them. Be it camping, or eating out, or invent stuff for them, cooking for them, or just getting a cake to eat together... He got attached to these kids (just like Shinichi himself) as they spent more and more time together, and cares a great deal about them. And the kids grew fond of him too, despite all the little comments and teasing. (Or as I see it: he is an adult figure to them that they are comfortable around, and are not afraid to say what they think.)

As for Ai. Exhibit C of Agasa Hiroshi being a really good, kind-hearted person.

Agasa Hiroshi picked up a girl that brings even more danger with her mere presence, and at this point she is not trustworthy. Who knows what she might do? But he took her in anyways. (Without talking to Shinichi too, which led to some Emotions and Yelling.) And as time went on, this girl, who constantly lives in fear of being discovered (fearing so much, that she even tries to let herself die, and considers leaving everyone behind to protect them), slowly crawls out of her shell, to just be a person. Ai and Agasa come to care about each other too, so deeply; there is no blood-relation between them, yet there is such a strong familial bond between the two. (People mistaking them as father and daughter!)

They are a weird lil family unit, your honour, and I care about them so. So. SO MUCH.

⊱✿⊰

III. Mouri Kogorou - Kudou Shinichi/Edogawa Conan - Mouri Ran

The Mouri Family Unit

I just love them. God. I do.

I love how Shinichi got integrated into Kogorou and Ran's everyday life (be it cleaning, or just checking he's there and didn't run off again LOL). I love the rare moments of Kogorou actually being parental, be it to the lil gremlin or Ran. (HE LOVES BOTH OF THEM YOUR HONOUR!!!

I adore the fact that they watch stuff together, and discuss it, I find it really sweet (and funny). Also the fact that they eat together. Eating together with loved ones is a very important point in my own life, and it's a really... "intimate" is not quite the word I'm looking for but... I guess a bonding thing. Something meaningful. And these 3 definitely do it most days. The way they are so comfortable around each other, and everyone has their own lil space at the table. I really adore the thought of Shinichi getting so used to the lil routines and bustle of the Mouri Household, that after he turns back, he'll miss it. Especially, how he was living alone for years before the Conanification, without his parents; the Mouris are such a strong contrast against that. (Post-Conan Shinichi, that moves back to the Kudou House, and finds it too big and quiet and lonely, just going over to Agasa's and the Mouris' all the time to be around his loved ones. Him spending most of his time at their places, so much, his stuff is slowly moved into both places. And No One says a thing about it, it just happens, and they all let it happen. Please. I'm WEAK.)

I also love to see them in various combinations: Ran-Shinichi teaming up against Occhan, but also Ran and Kogorou constantly being "WHERE IS THE CHILD" in their own ways, and Shinichi and Kogorou team up too (like the time they tailed Ran, or when Ran told them Araide will be in the play too, HAHA). Each is so very delightful for their own reasons.

Thank you so much for asking me (AGAIN!!!!) to talk about relationships, it means a lot tome, and I truly hope you enjoyed reading these! May you have a blessed day, darling.

[problemcore]

i miss this game already

[birdblogsstuff]

May I introduce my son Basil Bisexual Butternubs (made as a group project for my core studio class)

[enter-the-phantom]

I used to enjoy rainy days. Then I got two German Shepherds.

Between trying to convince Bear that the apocalypse is not upon us and trying to keep Lacey from jumping in mud puddles every time she goes outside to pee, I am not having a good time.

Also I failed and Lacey is now covered in mud and therefore exiled until we can give her a shower tonight. She doesn’t seem very upset about it.

[dontwaitforupdates]

The designs for the Alphabet Soup cast! Here's a quick run-through of their heights, ages, birthdays, personalities, and routes. (You may note that some have extra names, and that is because I forgot to make them gnc designs for some of the characters and have yet to update it). I plan to do introduction posts for all of them but that will take some time. Quick note the MC will be 25 so keep that in mind when looking at character ages.

Abeni/Aatos Stoll: 5' 8.6"/174.244 cm, 23, January 27th, A is upbeat, energetic, and very social. They're one of your classmates at college and as you get to know them more you learn just how much pressure their parents are putting on them.

Bea/Benjamin/Bailey Skinner: 5' 7.5"/171.45 cm, 27, November 12th, B is polite, mindful, and remembers everything. Another one of your classmates that after lending them a pencil you become good friends, when you realize you're B's only friend you have to wonder why.

Cassandra (Cassie)/Cooper/Charlie Menzie: 5' 4.5"/163.83 cm, 29, September 9th, C is laid back, curious, and patient. They work at the gas station you frequent, and they also seem oblivious to your crush. How can you get them to notice you?

Dapisha Grimm: 5' 6.7"/169.418 cm, 26, April 25th, D is blunt, sweet, and a little shy. She volunteers at the company you work for, do you help her realize her dream or do you let her remain the same?

Esme/Eugene/Emery Francis: 5' 0"/152.4 cm, 23, March 14th, E is protective, brash, and overworked. You first see them at the gas station and then you notice them at all their other jobs, what made them so gruff and why are they working so much?

Fiona/Finn/Francis Richard: 5' 7"/170.18 cm, 29, April 20th, F is hard-working, professional, and organized. You meet at a fundraiser your work throws that they write an article for, their best friend then starts to meddle and has you two meet up a bunch.

Georgie Abel: 6' 0.5"/184.15 cm, 30, May 8th, G is considerate, rich, and determined. They are the manager and event planner for your company, you've worked with them a bunch and might like them as more than a coworker... but they're your boss? What to do.

Hayden Bauer: 6' 0"/182.88 cm, 22, May 21st, H is wistful, nature-y, and a total nerd. He volunteers for an event at your company and spends most of it working with you, at the end he gives you his number, will you discover the sad past of this man?

Ihab Pau: 5' 3"/160.02 cm, 22, July 11th, I is funny, sentimental, and creative. She goes to your college and has an apprenticeship at the jewelry shop you frequent, it's hard not to fall for someone so charming.

Julia/Jacenty/Jay Andrews: 5' 9.5"/176.53 cm, 27, June 1st, J is flirty, confident, and adventurous. You meet them at the jewelry shop and after chatting they give you their number, what else is there to this stranger (if anything)?

Kaia/Kai/Kaipo Nilsen: 5' 6"/167.64 cm, 25, January 3rd, K is a tease, put-together, and welcoming. You've been going to school with K since first grade, that's why it was so surprising to find yourself crushing on them now, are you ready to risk your friendship for love?

Lark/Luke/Loren Young: 5' 9"/175.26 cm, 25, January 10th, L is a DIYer, honest, and straightforward. You've been friends with them just as long as K, they used to confess their love to you all the time as kids and only now as an adult do you feel the same, but has L grown out of their infatuation?

Melody/Milo/Madison Kelly: 5' 10"/177.8 cm, 26, October 30th, M is competitive, playful, and smug. Rivals to lovers, you met M in high school and you were happy when he ended up working for the same company as you, now the shenanigans can continue, but something about your rival feels different.

Narith Polaris: 5' 5.8"/167.132 cm, 24, June 9th, N is optimistic, stubborn, and friendly. They work at the library you go to when working on college HW she's really nice and helpful and since befriending them you find yourself at the library more and more.

Ofir (Ollie) Vargas: 6' 3"/190.5 cm, 29, October 5th, O is guarded, loyal, and Indecisive. They followed their friend to a fundraiser event at your work and you caught their attention, after spending the event with you they gave you their number in exchange for keeping them entertained. (I hate their design and it will change do not get attached)

Penny/Pierce/Page Hoffman: 5' 11"/180.34 cm, 25, September 26th, P is athletic, dedicated, and focused. An athlete at your college suddenly starts showing up around your work, they must know someone there, and after a while of running into each other you start to get better acquainted.

Quin/Quentin Stoll: 5' 5"/165.1 cm, 24, November 17th, Q is odd, capable, and prepared. While you're at the gas station your bag breaks, another perfect punch on an awful day, and then this mysterious stranger pulls out a sewing kit and patches it up enough to last till home. Who is this angel and how can you thank them?

Rada/Radek Werner: 5' 2.5"/158.75 cm, 28, August 17th, R is quiet, comforting, and responsible. This pretty stranger who works at the coffee shop is surprisingly at your work's fundraiser event, you say hi and get to chatting, and from then on you greet each other like friends.

Savannah/Samuel (Sammie)/Salem Carpenter: 5' 5.4"/166.116 cm, 28, March 7th, S is tired, apathetic, and unmotivated. They work at your favorite coffee shop and when they pass out after clocking out you insist on taking them to the ER. After that, you start paying way more attention to them.

Tavani Hood: 5' 4"/162.56 cm, 24, December 23rd, T is sulky, immature, and dependable. He's always in the park with his sketchbook out, in fact, you have a game when you go to the park and it's to see if you can spot him. You start talking to him and he shows you his work until he gets protective and secretive over it, what could he be drawing that he can't show you?

Ulyssa/Ulysses Klein: 6' 1"/185.42 cm, 23, April 18th, U is earnest, bashful, and talkative. They work at the library and they always ask you what you're working on, you can't help but notice how adorable and bashful they are. So what will you do with that information?

Veronica/Vincent/Val Bourne: 5' 8"/172.72 cm, 25, February 6th, V is wary and critical, but tolerant of you. You've known V since middle school and you never knew what you did to earn their trust but seeing how you're still their only 'friend' you're determined to get closer to them and maybe even get them more friends or acquaintances.

Willow/William (Bill)/Winter Morrison: 5' 11.5"/181.61 cm, 33, December 19th, W is watchful, sly, and respectful. W is a serial killer and they can't be fixed. You run into them at the park, or well more accurately their dog runs right into you. They quickly apologize and have a lovely conversation with you after that whenever they see you in the park they talk to you. They've always been kind that's why you couldn't help but be shocked when learning of their dark secret.

Xanthe/Xavier/Xan Thomas 5' 3.5"/161.29 cm, 22, February 2nd, X is handy, obsessed, and jealous. X is a yandere route they can't be fixed. X goes to your college and is in some of your classes, you help them with directions once and after that you swear you see them everywhere.

Yazmin/Yanis Vlanos: 5' 9.8"/177.292 cm, 26, July 4th, Y is famous, awkward, and conscientious of themself. You meet them at the jewelry shop and really hit it off, it's only after meeting and exchanging numbers that you learn they're a pretty popular up-and-coming artist.

Zoe/Zander Cohen: 5' 2"/157.48 cm, 20, August 13th, Z is cheeky, geeky, and persistent. Your cousin moves to the city for college so you throw them a welcoming party and meet her best friend Z, this was apparently a mistake because now this brat (affectionate) won't leave you alone. But you won't date your baby cousin's friend, right?

[giannaln4]

Wet Dream

lando norris x fem reader

summary: Lando had a wet dream and he needs to take care of it.  (1.7k words)

warnings: mdni, + 18, smut, masturbation, fingering, unprotected sex, needy!lando

a/n: this might or might not be inspired solely by this picture. i'm not gonna lie, this is pure smut. i apologise in advance. also i'm sorry for the abrupt ending 😭 i never know how to finish these. anyway, please send some requests!

↺ back to navigation— send me a request!

The only thing that could be heard in your shared room were your moans, loud and desperate for a release. 

You were on top of Lando as he held onto your hips for dear life, his eyes closing as the overwhelming feeling of his incoming orgasm started to grow. 

“Are you close, baby?” He managed to spit out. He needed to make sure he didn’t come before you, so his thumb landed on your clit to bring you closer to the edge. Your moans were intensifying, and god, he loved the look on your face when you were about to come.

He opened his eyes and… nothing. Nothing but pure darkness. 

He looked down at his crotch, only to spot his painful cock making a tent under the blankets. His breathing was heavy, and he was sweating a lot. 

Fuck. 

He released the bedsheets he didn’t realise he was fisting and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. 

He looked next to him and spotted you there, peacefully sleeping and completely unaware of the dream he just had. 

He closed his eyes again, hoping he would be able to ignore his painful cock, but of course he couldn’t, because as soon as he closed his eyes, flashes of his wet dream and how undeniably beautiful you looked riding him came back to him. 

He took another deep breath as he opened his eyes, once again encountering the dark room. His hand was slowly sneaking down the blankets, and when he finally found his bulge, he gave it a hard squeeze for some relief. He let out an involuntary moan, not loud enough so that it would wake you up, but the room was so silent he thought it would. 

He knew he wouldn’t be able to keep it in, so instead of trying to relieve himself right next to you, he knew the right thing would be to go somewhere else and not disturb your sleep. 

He got up carefully and left the bed, looking back at you, before locking himself in the bathroom. 

He sat on the closed toilet, pulling down his boxers and finally freeing his aching member. He squeezed it again, and again, and again, before he started stroking it slowly. His grip was firm, and his groans were low as he finally gave it what it so desperately needed. 

Using his spit and the pre cum leaking from his tip, his strokes got faster, and Lando rolled up his shirt and trapped it between his teeth as he looked down at his hand, his mind trying to replace it with your pretty mouth. With that image in his mind, it got harder to contain his moans. 

⋆｡° ✮ ⋆｡° ✮ 

You rolled over, expecting to find your boyfriend to cuddle, like you always did. Instead, all you found was an empty spot next to you. It was still warm, so you knew he hadn’t been gone for too long. 

You closed your eyes again, figuring he’d be back in just a moment, but you heard something that made you open them again. A loud breath that you thought could only mean something had happened. 

You got up immediately, worried as you made your way to the bathroom. But once you were close enough, it clicked. You finally understood what he was doing. 

You were about to turn around, go back to bed, and pretend like it never happened, figuring he needed some privacy to finish his business, but something between your legs was begging you to help him out and calm down whatever had gotten into him.

⋆｡° ✮ ⋆｡° ✮ 

He was being louder than he intended, but it felt so good he didn’t even realise. His shirt was still between his teeth and his eyes now squeezed shut as he tried to bring himself to a sweet release.

His mind was replaying his dream, echoes of both of your moans filling his ears and the vivid image of you on top of him, something he wished he could plaster in his eyelids, until he heard a knock on the door that made him stop what he was doing 

“You okay in there?” He heard you ask from the other side of the door. Shit. 

“Huh?” Was all he managed to say. 

“Can I come in?”

“No!” He was quick to reply, “I’ll be right out.”

He couldn’t help but be embarrassed, feeling like a teenage boy who was just caught getting off where he wasn’t supposed to. He was ready to just go back out and act like he wasn’t just jerking off to a dream he just had.

“Are you sure you don’t need any help?” You asked. You didn’t hear him say anything after that, and you instantly regretted interrupting him. Maybe that was something he needed to do alone. Maybe he needed a release but didn’t need… you. 

Those thoughts were interrupted when you heard shuffling inside, followed by footsteps that got louder as he got closer to the door. 

Lando opened it, his hair messy and his shirt wet from stuffing it in his mouth. “Yes, please,” he said with begging eyes. 

You crashed your lips into him, pulling him back to the bed. 

“I can’t believe you were doing that without me,” you said against his lips. 

“I didn’t wanna bother you.” He sat on the edge of the bed and pulled you into his lap, hands falling on your hips as he brought you closer to him. 

You moaned when you felt his hard cock against you. “And keep this from me?” You asked as you moved your hips.

He bucked his hips involuntarily, the friction feeling delicious against your wet core. You kept moving on top of him as he discarded your sleeping garments, falling somewhere on the floor. You decided to do the same for him, getting rid of his shirt and running your hands up and down his muscles.

Neither of you could control the sounds that were falling from your lips, and yours only got louder when his right hand sneaked between your almost naked bodies to find your folds. He pushed one finger inside you, pumping vigorously.

“Mhm, already so wet for me,” he mumbled against your skin, his lips travelling down your neck.

“Couldn’t help it, it sounded like you were having fun in the bathroom,” you said, and you could feel a smirk creeping on his lips.

“Well, you drive me crazy even in my dreams.”

“Is that what happened?”

He hummed in response. “You should’ve seen how pretty you looked riding me.”

“Let’s make it come true then.” You pushed him on his back and got rid of his last piece of clothing, letting you see how needy his cock was. 

You admired him for a moment, and you could see him struggling to keep his hands to himself. When you finally decided you were ready, you started crawling to get on top of him, your hands landing on his bare chest.

“Ready?” 

“I’m always ready for you.” He replies, as sweet as ever. “Fuck, you’re so wet and beautiful,” Lando said, holding onto your hips as you began to get comfortable, both of your legs on either side of him. He gave your hips a hard squeeze as you got situated, just like in his dream.

You finally took his cock in your hand, stroking it slowly as you guided it to your dripping hole, a sigh of relief leaving your mouths when you sank down.

He groaned as his grip on your hips tightened when you lifted and sank back down onto him slowly.

“Feels good, baby?”

“So, so good.” His head fell back into the pillows when you rolled against him, and you couldn’t help but smile when he whimpered again. After a moment, he looked up at you. “Y/N?” He moaned your name, but it sounded more like a question.

You brushed a stray of his dark curls off his forehead. “Yeah?”

He let out another moan, his eyes falling to where you’re connected before meeting your eyes. “Faster, please.” And you listened, you began to ride him faster. “Just like that, baby,” Lando cried out.

You moaned as his dick spread you out. You began to bounce down faster and harder. Lando was losing his mind as he watched you move faster, your nails scratching down his torso. He was filling you so good he had you rolling your eyes to the back of your head every time his cock hit that sweet spot.

“Not gonna last long,” he warned you, his thumb finding your clit without even looking, although his eyes were on you the entire time, all of you, how your pussy looked as it swalowed his cock, how your boobs bounced with every roll of your hips, how your face contortioned in pleasure, and how your mouth fell open to let out the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard. He didn’t dare to look away; in case he was dreaming again, he didn’t wanna miss a single detail, and let’s face it, he didn’t wanna wake up this time.

“I’m close,” you breathed out, your legs burning from riding him, but you didn’t care; you only cared about how good he felt inside you.

“Cum with me, baby.” Both his hands returned to your hips, gripping them as he planted his feet on the bed to thrust up into you and help you move faster and more aggressively, trying to push you both over your edges.

Your own hand went to rub small circles where you were missing him as your other one fell on his shoulder to hold onto something, and before you knew it, you were coming around him. Your toes curled into the sheets, and your body trembled on top of his, making you fall forward and collapse across his defined chest.

"Fuck,” he whimpered when you squeezed him repeatedly. 

Lando had to do all the work himself, thrusting his hips upwards to meet yours, because your body wouldn’t and couldn’t move anymore as your orgasm racked through you. With four hard thrusts to your cunt, his load of cum shot up into your pussy and coated your slick walls.

Your bodies laid together as you both tried to catch your breath. His hand was rubbing your back, and his lips left a kiss on your temple, something he always did after you had sex.

“So, you had a sex dream?” You asked after a moment of silence. Lando chuckled at your question, kissing your shoulder softly before replying.

“And you just made it come true.”

[yueebby]

𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧 – 𝐠𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮

synopsis. period piece, forbidden love

contents. ooc, angst (eventual comfort), yandere emperor!gojo, lovesick!gojo, servant!reader, obsessive behavior (5k words of gojo pining), lowkey unreliable narrator, time skips

notes. inspired by the apothecary diaries and this post. loosely based off of ancient japan (this is basically its own world). this is the prologue to the series where everything can generally be read as a standalone ! (fic under the cut)

series masterlist

emperor!gojo who broke a hundred year tradition to take you as his only lover. despite your role as a concubine, everyone in the imperial palace knew he was going to make you his empress.

emperor!gojo who had not meant to fall in love with you, but you have managed to somehow charm him. a man that single handedly brought his own clan to power– weak in your hands. hushed whispers around the imperial palace call you a witch, but they never reach your ears. not as long as he is alive.

emperor!gojo shamelessly showering you with love. he pays no mind that it is highly frowned upon, he will have his hands on you every time you are in the same room.

emperor!gojo who is livid when there is an attempt on your life. his usual ocean eyes turned to blue flames like a wild animal. servants and clan elders alike scurry under his gaze. the assailant is taken care of by his own hands. 

emperor!gojo who is forced to satiate the clan elders into submission by taking in another concubine from an influential clan. he insists to you that it is no more than a political formality. who are you to meddle into imperial affairs?

emperor!gojo who can’t help himself and ends up falling for another girl who his clan elders demand he must wed. she is much younger than you, beautiful and is well bred; a perfect match for the emperor. 

emperor!gojo whose frequent visits to you come to an end, forcing you to move from his chambers and back to the consorts’ pavilion.

There was a time when you had everything. A place to call home in the Inner Court, a beautiful palace with anything you could have ever dreamed of. Servants, admirers, riches; you had it all. But what was most dear to you was your lover– a man so divine, many thought he was directly blessed by the hand of God. It was too good to be true. A woman of lowly birth like you, paid as homage for the sins of her clan against the new reigning family of Japan, becoming a concubine of the Heavenly Emperor. 

You remembered it all too well.

His brilliant mind that once strategized the downfall of the previous imperial family, calculating its next move in a game of Go against you. You can still remember the shock on his face upon his first defeat. The way he would keep you from leaving to fulfill your other duties until he was satisfied, eyebrows furrowing as he struggled to keep up with you. No matter how hard he tried, you remained victorious. It drove him mad.

You remembered the stolen kisses while you made your rounds in the Inner Palace with your ladies in waiting. It took you quite a while to learn to tune out their giggles every time the Emperor dips you down to taste your lips in broad daylight. The grin that he wore after was enough to leave your legs weak.

Above all, you'll always remember how safe you felt in his strong, reassuring embrace. You’ve seen him train, and it was no wonder the Gojo clan rose to power so quickly as a result of one man. The way he wields the katana is unlike any man on the face of the earth. Those arms were your sanctuary. You can still vividly recall the attempt on your life, orchestrated by a traditionalist incensed by the Gojo clan's swift ascent to power. The emperor, outraged by the assassination plot, personally saw to the man's execution. 

However, the damage was done and it caused great strain in the Imperial Palace.

To appease the old geezers that were forced out of power, Emperor Gojo had taken in another concubine from one of the Big Three families of Japan— a beautiful Zenin girl. Her flowing, silky hair and saccharine voice enchanted everyone in the Inner Palace, captivating the Emperor, most of all. She was younger than you, with perkier breasts and soft skin that was enough to capture the attention of any man. 

You don’t blame her for taking the Emperor’s attention away. Though you would be a liar if you said it did not hurt you. Deep down, you cannot deny the agony that sears your soul, realizing that the only semblance of love you've ever tasted remains unrequited. With a heavy heart, you resign yourself to the bitter truth of your existence, knowing all too well the cruel confines of your place in this world.

You were merely a pawn, and the Emperor did not want you anymore.

That was made clear months later when you received a scroll from the Emperor’s advisor, a man you were once well acquainted with, Geto Suguru. 

“What is this?” You asked him quietly, your heart silently begging the Heavens it was not what you had suspected it to be. The black haired man in front of you does not respond, and you feel something pierce into your heart. Despite being a part of the Emperor’s court, it was rare that you received letters directly.

Your suspicions were confirmed when your shaky hands finally opened the scroll to read the familiar kanji written by your beloved.

“The Emperor decrees the termination of your role as concubine." Geto spares you the trouble of deciphering the characters neatly written in ink. “In his mercy, you are to be moved as a servant in the Outer Court. You are to serve the Imperial Physician.”

What you remember most was the silence. The Emperor’s silence after the stressful months you had to endure alone. The silence shared between you and Geto when you were forced out of the Imperial Court. All that was left was the sound of your heart breaking and the wood creaking underneath Geto’s feet as he walked away. Satoru never bothered to see you off.

Seasons change and by the next spring, you’re busying your hands with collecting herbs for the Imperial Physician, a man by the name of Yaga Masamichi. He is a kind man, pitying you enough to fill your days with laborious tasks to prevent your mind from wandering to thoughts of the unfortunate turn your life has taken. He is even generous enough to supply you with a new wardrobe of clothing full of light fabrics, a luxury you thought you would lose in the Outer Palace. Though the initial humiliation has worn off with the passing of time, you are still constantly reminded of your fall from grace.

Looks by the mix of condolences and disgust are shared when you roam the walls of the Outer Palace. You hear whispers of how the Emperor is infatuated with his newer, shinier toy. It is enough for you to swallow the bile that makes its way up your throat. 

“It is no wonder the Emperor tossed away a wildflower like her in exchange for a cherry blossom. He needed someone to rival his own greatness.” A particular comment stopped you in your tracks. Your grip tightens on the woven basket in your hand filled with medicinal herbs you had collected earlier that morning. 

“Have some pity on her.” Another eunuch whispers. Your breath falters, but you continue your walk with your head held up. You’ve heard the rumors. The beautiful Zenin Himiko has charmed the Emperor enough that there are rumors of a royal marriage to come. It doesn’t help that the Emperor has remained monogamous to her since he had banished you from his court.

A comforting hand links itself with your arm, “Ignore them. I saw Yaga shooing away a crowd of suitors that were lined up for your hand.” Ieiri Shoko scoffs, secretly sending you a wink. She has been studying medicine under Yaga for nearly a decade, eagerly accepting you as a companion upon your arrival. You feel your cheeks heat up at her flattery. You know she’s just trying to make you feel better.

Although your beauty never faded, it seems as though you are no longer sought after in the marriage market. Not that it matters, considering the new life that you’re living. You’re now a personal servant to the Imperial Physician, leaving no time to worry about suitors and such. Your days are filled with good work— tending to Yaga’s cherished garden that he has sowed for decades rather than frivolous games and attending the Emperor. It may not be glorious compared to your former life, but it was the best a woman of your status could receive. 

When you and Shoko return to Yaga’s estate, you’re surprised to see the somber look that has settled on his aging features. Shoko makes an offhand comment that he will age faster if he keeps scowling. She receives a scolding.

“Is something the matter?” You gently place down your basket full of herbs. 

Yaga sighs, calloused hands rolling up a scroll with the Imperial Seal. “It appears the Emperor’s consort has fallen ill and His Majesty commands my presence in the Imperial Palace.” 

The Royal Consort. The woman that dethroned you: Zenin Himiko.

“I understand.” You nod, maintaining your composure while two sets of eyes scrutinize you with keen observation. It was only natural the emperor wanted the best doctor in the country for his object of affection. “Shall I close up the shop while you journey into the Inner Palace?” 

Yaga shakes his head, “That won’t be necessary. I will have Shoko act as my stand-in.” He remarks with a quick glance in her direction “You, on the other hand, will accompany me.” 

Your eyes widen. 

“You cannot be serious.”

“Typically, one of my apprentices would accompany me on such journeys. However, now that I have acquired a personal attendant,” He gestures towards you with a flick of his hand, “It shall no longer be necessary.” As he speaks, he runs his hand absentmindedly through his well trimmed beard, gaging your reaction.

"I—" Your words falter and fade away. "Yes, sir," you respond, inclining your head in deference, a stark reminder of your place. While you may have concealed it, you were seething with humiliation. Returning to the Imperial Palace after a year of exile to serve the woman who took your spot was mortifying beyond measure.

“Very well. Pack enough for one week’s time. I doubt the Emperor would have called me if this was a light ailment.” He says gruffly. “We leave at dawn.” His gaze shifted to the horizon outside.

1 YEAR AGO

“Your Grace,” You purr at the feeling of his large hands scratching your head. 

The smile that rests on his face is almost ravenous. “Yes, my love?”

“I think—“ A soft sigh escapes your lips when he presses on your weak points. “I should g-go.”

His ministrations stop almost immediately. 

“Go?” His eyes peer down at you in his lap. It is now that you realize the weight of his piercing gaze. “Have I commanded you to leave yet?”

“No, but—”

“Then you have nowhere else to be.” He huffs, unintentionally puffing his cheeks out. You stifle the giggle that nearly escapes from your lips. He vaguely resembles a pufferfish– or so you think. Though you’ve never seen the round creature with your very own eyes, you’ve heard that the delicacy was something only members of the aristocratic class would feast on. 

Your mouth waters at the thought.

“What are you thinking about that could possibly be so important? Keep your eyes on me,” A strong hand squishes your cheeks together and firmly guides your face back upon him. 

You should be embarrassed; ashamed at the intimate position His Majesty has trapped you in. The way your head is tucked away in his lap as he peers down at you, nothing to shield you away from him. It was incredibly scandalous, considering that you were an unmarried woman! But it seemed like the Emperor had taken no mind towards it. You would even dare to say that he was enjoying it, with the way his lips quirk upward at the sight of you squirming. 

“Your Grace,” You repeat, determined to free yourself from his hold. His eyebrows furrow.

“Satoru,” He reminds you. You purse your lips. The position you hold in his court is simply not high enough to grant you the privilege of calling him by his given name.

“Your Grace,” You try again, the title rolling off of your tongue naturally. A man like him did not deserve any title less than.

“You’re breaking my heart, sweetheart. Indulge a man, won’t you?” He pouts down at you. As stubborn as ever, you don’t relent.

“I would be overstepping my boundaries as your consort to call you as such. That privilege is reserved for your future bride.” You take advantage of his guard let down to sit up and escape his hold. If he could have caught you, he made no effort.

“I am a simple man.” He follows you to your vanity. A giggle escapes your mouth. He is anything but. “I want my love to call me by my name.” 

You turn around to cup his cheek. He eagerly leans into your touch, sighing happily at the contact.

“I wonder how Lord Kento and Geto would react to you like this.” You tease, a smile unknowingly painting itself on your lips. 

Satoru’s face falls, features morphing into an appalled expression. You watch him close the distance between you through the mirror.

“Kento?” His voice had a dangerous lilt in it. You blink, unsure what spurred on the sudden tension in the room. “Since when were you so comfortable around him? He cannot satisfy you like I can.” He reminds you of the man’s castrated state as an eunuch. You wince.

“I have not gotten comfortable,” You’re careful to pick your words. Gojo’s possessiveness was something that was not easily tamed. “He simply provides good conversation while you are away.The palace is far too big and lonely while you’re away dealing with clan matters.” 

The only response you get is a quiet grumble. “You’re lucky that you’re pretty.” His large hand creeps its way into your hair again, undoing the hairstyle your ladies in waiting had spent a copious amount of time on earlier that morning. Gojo carefully plucks the extravagant silver hairpin from your hair, the dangling pearls clicking softly at the sudden movement.  His hands slowly make their way down to the kimono that you are wearing, hands ready to undo the obi.

Your hands softly hover his, “I fear that our roles have been reversed. Should it not be me who gets you unready, Your Grace?”

He chuckles and through the mirror you can see a smirk make his way to his lips, “I’d let you undress me any day. Just say the word, beloved.” 

You roll your eyes, but allow him to continue. It was moments like these with the Emperor that led you on to believe that there was a semblance of love between the two of you. 

How wrong you were.

PRESENT DAY

The sun has yet to meet the horizon when you arrive at the Inner Palace. The horse-drawn carriage that you and Yaga had taken is the only sound at the scene, clopping down the stone road and back to the Inner Court. You miss the serenity of the beautiful palace you once resided in, knowing that it will be bustling with life in just a few short hours.

In front of the large doors of the primary ceremonial hall where the Emperor spends most of his time, stands Lord Nanami, a counsellor to the Emperor himself. Time has only made his face sterner, but his neatly styled hair and blue and yellow dyed court attire remained the same. He waits patiently while you and Yaga make your way up the flight up stairs that lead up to the hall.

“I am glad to see you in good health, Yaga.” Nanami bows. 

The man next to you promptly waves his politeness off, thanking him for his hospitality. You stand silently while the two men engage in conversation regally.

Lord Nanami sighs, “His Majesty has been plagued by stress lately. To say I am relieved by your presence would be an understatement.” His statement is a subtle reminder that you must harden your heart upon entering the palace walls. The meticulously built walls were no longer a sanctuary for you, rather, a painful testament that you were no longer wanted. 

Yaga lets out a hearty laugh and it reveals a rare sight, Lord Nanami’s lips curving upwards by a slight. “I highly doubt the boy would be glad to see me. The appearance of the Imperial Physician is portentous.” He scratches his beard. You tilt your head in confusion at how he referred to the Emperor.

“I suppose, yet I am intrigued to find out how he will react upon seeing his object of affection flourishing anew despite the sting of frost.” Nanami audibly wonders. Even a fool could understand his eloquent comparison. The Emperor would be thrilled to see his consort in full bloom once again. You pray that the Heavens would grant you some mercy from witnessing such a scene.

“Youth,” Yaga shakes his head, chuckling to himself before regaining composure. “I mustn't keep the Emperor waiting. [Name], please gather the herbal ingredients to treat the young Consort as you seem fit. I shall confer with His Majesty and meet you in her chambers to declare a proper diagnosis.”

You bow, “Yes sir.”

While Yaga prepares to enter the doors where The Heavenly Emperor resides, your eyes couldn’t help but gaze longingly at the large bronze doors. 

“You seem well,” Nanami addresses you for the first time in over a year. Your eyes trail from the Emperor’s door to the blonde man in front of you. “Allow me to guide you to our herbal stock.” Nanami offers you his arm as you start to make your way down the stairs. 

You take it, lightly holding his arm.  “Thank you, Lord Nanami. Time away from the Inner Palace has been like a breath of fresh air,” You respond, ensuring your voice carries no malice. You hear the large palace doors from behind you open, the metal creaking loudly in the quiet dawn. 

“I must ask you to call me Kento,” He leads you down the stone steps. “We are old friends, it is strange to hear anything but.” 

You focus on your steps down the stairs, only responding once your feet meet the solid ground, “I fear that our social statuses have changed since then. It would be the cause of a scandal should anyone hear I am calling the Imperial Counselor by his given name. Your admirers would have my head on a stick.”

“Your imagination is amusing as always, [Name].” He gives you a closed eyes smile. You huff.

“I am only speaking the truth!” You insist. He chuckles.

“It is quite refreshing to see both you and Yaga again. I’m not sure how long it has been since I have been at the imperial physician.” 

You gape at his confession. “You mustn't skip your annual visits to the physician, Kento. It is in the best interest of your health!” You lightly scold him, lifting your hand to flick his forehead. It was a force of habit. “Perhaps if I have time after treating the Consort, I shall do a check up on you.”

Nanami clears his throat at your comment, the twinkle in his eyes dissipating as if your direct touch had burned him. 

“I would rather not lose my head.” He mumbles, eyes scanning the courtyard around the two of you. You knit your eyebrows, confused.

Nanami leaves you to fulfill his duties once you arrive at the Royal Kitchens to retrieve all the necessary items to treat Consort Himiko. You are glad that he did not accompany you into the kitchens to prepare Consort Himiko’s herbal soup. 

The memory of it still irks you.

“You’re late,” One of Consort Himiko’s ladies in waiting snaps just as you enter the kitchen. You look up to see a young girl, dressed in a light purple kimono. It must be Himiko’s signature, you note. It was strange to see someone outside of the Imperial family donning the color, but you suppose it was only a grand display of Himiko’s influence.

“You’re a lot more plain than I anticipated,” The other lady in waiting quirks an eyebrow, eyeing your appearance. You furrow your eyebrows, shocked by their rudeness.Their undying loyalty to their Lady was enough to fuel an unspoken hatred for you. Though you’re not sure that the two coincide, you don’t blame them.

The two are mixing a concoction that you don’t recognize to be used to treat the sick. The taller one adds some aromatics and herbs in and you see the other one unwrap a cloth to reveal a rare delicacy from the West. Cocoa, you believed they called it. 

Then it hits you– the two are not making a medicinal soup for their Lady, rather they are making an aphrodisiac! The image that conjures in your head makes you blanch. Back in the Outer Palace, Shoko had shown you the effects of the stimulant (you shiver at the memory of her shoving a treat laced with it into your mouth). It was certainly a night to remember.

“How pathetic,” You mutter underneath your breath, quickly rushing to obtain the ingredients you needed without making conversation with the two girls.

Fortunately, they pay you no further attention for the time you’re in the kitchen.

“Please excuse me,” You bow upon entering the Emperor’s chambers. Despite the Consort’s Pavilion being similar in size to a small town, you remember spending most of your time in the Emperor’s chambers rather than your own. It was probably the same case with Consort Himiko. You slowly place the tray carrying broth and medicinal herbs to treat the Consort down on the circular wooden table in the middle of the room.

Out of curiosity, your eyes can’t help but soak in the Emperor’s room. Not much has changed since you’ve left. His Majesty’s preference for minimalist decorations have stayed the same, along with his natural musk that fills your nose. You feel your face heat up at your own thoughts. How could you think of such a thing when you are about to meet his new lover?

Your gaze moves to his bed, where Consort Himiko resides– only to find nothing.

“Huh?” 

You observe his bed, silk sheets neatly made, seemingly untouched. The sounds of your sock clad feet patter on the wooden floor as you make your way to feel the bedsheets for any signs of warmth, but you are met with nothing.

“Don’t you know that entering the Emperor’s chambers can be punishable by death?” A deep voice from behind you causes you to jump in your spot. 

Your guard is immediately raised, head whipping to the sound. In hindsight, you should have never agreed to accompany Yaga on his trip. It was a foolish idea all along, you think as all of the air in your lungs dissipates upon seeing your former lover. 

Standing at the entrance of his own sleeping quarters is Gojo Satoru, his frame big enough to tower over the doorway. His arms are crossed over each other, electric blue eyes focused on nothing else but you. You press your thighs together tightly to avoid squirming anymore than you are.  He has loosened his dark blue kimono to expose some of his hardened chest, a sight any woman in the nation would die to catch a glimpse.  Even underneath all of the fabric, anyone can see his divinely sculpted physique.

“Your Grace,” You waste no time to dip your body deeply, praying that he will allow you to keep your head by sunset. “I apologize for the intrusion, I was under the pretense that Consort Himiko resided in your quarters–” Your voice loses itself in your throat when you see his shadow quickly encroaching.

“Himiko stays in her Pavilion,” He towers over you, eyes gazing down on you. “But one might suspect that you already knew that.”

Your eyes frantically meet his feet, desperate to salvage what was left of your dignity, “I assure you that I speak of the truth, Your Majesty.”

When he doesn’t respond, you slowly lift your head.

The flustered look on your face must have been amusing to him, as he makes his way closer to you, bending down to interrogate you further.

“Is that so?” He hums, enjoying every second of cornering you into his chambers. The back of your legs have met his bed, trapping you. You inhale sharply, trying to keep your breaths even, refusing to give him the satisfaction of knowing the effect he had on you.

He continues, “You’re awfully skittish for someone who was happily skipping around my territory in the arms of another man just earlier.” His predatory gaze seems to darken. 

“Kento?” When his name leaves your lips, the man in front of you grits his teeth. You turn your head to the side, deliberately avoiding him. “With all due respect, Your Majesty, but I don’t see how Kento and I’s relationship is any of your concern,” He does not take your actions well, his gaze searing into you.

“It certainly is when the woman in question is you,” Gojo’s voice loses its feral lilt, distress flashing across his face. There’s a newfound desperation in it that chips away at your resolve. His hand raises to your face so slowly, as if he did not want to startle you.

“This is wrong. I– I saw a couple of servants earlier making aphrodisiacs, perhaps you could have unknowingly consumed them.” You tell him, frantic eyes meeting him. It is not unusual for couples to use aphrodisiacs, you know that after under Yaga. The Emperor must have mistaken the laced dessert for his usual. 

He shakes his head, running a hand through his white hair.

“You are mistaken. This is solely your effect on me.” He promises. You could barely believe his words, stuck between feeling offended or shocked.

“How could you stand to be so cruel?” Your voice is barely above a whisper. There are no tears in your eyes this time.  “I am not a courtesan you can buy for the night,” You snap, pointing a harsh finger to his chest. 

“What do you mean?” He sounds breathless.

“Whatever do I mean?” You scoff, a dry laugh escaping your mouth. “For a year, all I have gotten is pity from the world, because you decided I was no longer entertaining. You could have at least banished me away yourself. Instead, you sent Suguru who couldn’t even look me in the eye! Don’t you know how humiliating that is?” With every word that left your lips, more venom seemed to drip. Anger was prickling you all over, taking control of the rational part of you.

Gojo seemed to be taken aback by your outburst. It was far too late to take anything back now. If you lose your head by nightfall, so be it.

You dig a deeper grave for yourself when you take advantage of his moment of weakness to flee. He’s quick to react, attempting to grip your wrist.

“Wait, [Name], beloved–” He uses that all too familiar term of endearment, but it doesn't deter you.

You accidentally bump into the circular wooden table placed in the middle of the room. What an awful place to keep it, watching in horror as the Consort’s medicine shatters on the floor. To add salt to the wound, a vase you recognize to be specially gifted to the Emperor from a foreign nation tips off too before you can catch it. The sound of porcelain shattering fills the room.

“[Name]! Are you alright?” You hear Gojo ask from behind you, but you run over the broken shards before he can catch you.

Had you bothered to pay closer attention, you would have noticed articles of your clothing and a couple of your missing belongings littered all over the room– creating a faux impression that you never really left the palace.

Days passed by after the incident, and luckily, your head was still attached to your body despite offending and nearly endangering the Emperor. Yaga’s disappointment when you had told him what happened was made evident when he sent you home early after hearing the events that transpired, insisting that he can handle the Consort on his own. Normally you would have argued, but you knew better than to inflict Yaga’s wrath.

“Now you’ve really done it,” Shoko whistles lowly, walking in from the front of Yaga’s shop. 

You hide your face in your hands, “I made an absolute fool of myself, didn’t I?”

“A fool? No. A conspirator against the Emperor? Perhaps.” She dangles a scroll with a familiar seal on it. The Gojo Clan’s familiar emblem reflects off of the sunlight spilling into the room. Your heart drops.

“Oh, they’ll have my head.” You moan, hands instinctively lifting to shield your neck.

“Though I’m quite impressed that Yaga only sent you back here. He used to have worse punishments.” She shudders before impatiently unraveling the scroll. You watch her eyes gradually widen as they read the contents of the letter. The scroll falls from her hand.

You rush to it, desperate to read your fate.

To [Last Name] [First Name],

Greetings and prosperity unto you.

By the mandate of the heavens and the authority vested in Us, We hereby extend Our solemn words to you, [Last Name] [First Name], servant of the realm, in acknowledgement of your debt to the Empire.

In response to your unmeritorious deeds, The Emperor bestows upon you His imperial pardon from capital punishment. In consideration of your obligations and the harmony of the realm, it is hereby decreed that you shall serve as an indentured servant to the Imperial Household for a period commensurate with your debt. During this time, you shall labor faithfully and diligently under the supervision of Our Heavenly Emperor, performing duties essential to the welfare of the Empire.

By fulfilling your obligations with diligence and humility, you may yet earn favor and esteem in Our sight.

The Imperial Court

A loud gasp escapes your mouth.

You feel your legs weaken, your emotions running wild. Shoko’s eyes meet yours, mirroring your frantic gaze. In that moment, you are met with the same suffocating sense of hopelessness.

extra!

gojo was kicking his feet happily as he watched suguru draft out his letter to you. suguru thought it rather cruel, while the white haired male was too busy purring happily as he fantasized about having you back into his grasp.

previous chapter | next chapter [coming soon!]