#eri chan speaks

[bbunnyyy]

★ SHINSOU X READER

▻ Summary: You and Shinsou get caught by his mentor. [implied fem reader, aged up characters.]

▻ Fluff, awkward stuff, hope you like it <3

☁ I try to hide it in my face and it don't work, you see through that I just wanna get with you... ☁

A/n: good luck to those of you who have exams!

What is this, a funeral? Play some music: You right by Doja Cat

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You walked into the lounge behind the staff room to check on Eri. Present Mic being your mentor and Eraserhead being Shinsou's, you both had special privileges. One of them being steaming hot coffee on cold days.

Eri was lying on her tummy on the floor, colouring with pastels. "[Onee/ Onii] -san, you're back!" she exclaimed joyfully, jumping into your arms. You chuckled, catching the small child and encasing her in your arms. Eraserhead had put you on Eri-watch duty since he'd be busy for the rest of the evening. "Look! Look! I drew Papa Mic and Dada holding hands in front of their house and You and Onii san holding hands in the yard!" Eri showed you excitedly. "You're so good at drawing, Eri-chan!" You exclaimed while kneeling down to the now beaming girl's level. "Wait a minu- Why are me and Shinsou holding hands??"

"Mmm. Very interesting." A voice came from behind you, which you responded to with a squeak. Eri ran into the Shinsou's arms, the artwork now forgotten. "Shin! Don't scare us like that." You said while telling him off. "Oh, boo hoo. I can't help that you're a scardey cat." Shinsou said, rolling his eyes and walking towards the sofa. "You sneak up behind a person and then make fun of them for being surprised? What a bleak time to live in." You tutted, shaking your head sarcastically. "Enough bickering, Y/N. There are more important matters at hand, like watching Cinderella." Eri cheered happily as you sat on the couch, Shinsou starting the movie. Eri cuddled into you as she sang along to the songs, having watched the movie before.

"I'll head to the vending machine, Do you guys want anything?" You piped up, feeling thirsty. Eri, absorbed in the movie with her mouth agape shook her head half-mindedly. Standing up, you made your way to the corridor. Looking out the windows, you saw the trees gently swaying in the wind, highlights of the golden sunlight illuminating the bark. It was almost sundown, you thought to yourself. Sensei would be back soon. Standing in front of the machine, you kicked it. The darn thing was acting up again. Your head turned at hearing soft footsteps from the other side of the corridor. It was the purple-haired idiot dragging his feet along the floor, yawning while rubbing the back of his head. "Eri's asleep so I thought I'd give you some company." Shinsou said, mid-yawn. "Hmph. Like I'd savour your company." You stated, pursing your lips.

Shinsou backed you into the wall. "Speak up, pretty girl." Shinsou smirked while looking into your eyes. Smirking yourself, "In simpler words your pea brain can understand- you're boring." Tilting his head, Shinsou closed the gap between you two. "That's not what you were saying last night." He said, now nipping at your neck. "We should stop Shin, we need to get back to Eri-chan." You two jumped away from each other when a loud yawn interrupted your moment, the both of you looking in the direction of the disturbance. Eri was walking towards you two, sleepily rubbing her eyes. "The movie's almost oveer.." Eri wailed, putting her hands up wanting to be picked up. Big bro Shinsou swooped in, picking her off her feet.

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Shinsou put a cranky Eri to sleep as you stood leaning on one of the desks while looking at the now-black sky through the huge windows. You yawned, feeling sluggish yourself. You made a mental note of the things you'd have to do when you got back to the dorms. Rubbing your eyes, you looked at Shinsou who was now walking towards you. He stretched his arm to reach behind you, turning the lights down to dim the room. Your eyes wandered the room, falling on Eri, whose chest rose and fell as she breathed softly. Shinsou moved to stand in front of you, placing his hands on your hips and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. His hands snaked up to your back as you held him close, wordlessly. "Tired?" You chuckled, running your hands through his hair to comfort him. "I think I should change my name to Mr.Eyebags at this point." Shinsou joked, his hands now roaming your body.

You let out a gasp as your body made a 'thud' sound as it came into contact with the desk. Your hands were above your head, held firmly in place by Shinsou's muscular arms. You tried to wiggle out of his grasp, whining about how Eri was in the room and how Aizawa Sensei would be back any moment. Shinsou hunched over you, shushing you by placing a slender finger on your pouty lips. Not wanting to look at him, you turned your head in rebellion. "Oh, is that how you're going to play princess?" Shinsou said, pinning you down with one hand. Shinsou tickled your tummy and you resisted your very best from giving in laughing. You burst into a fit of giggles along with him just when you heard someone clearing their throat as the lights in the room flickered on.

Shinsou widened his eyes. "S..Sensei." Shinsou stuttered, trying to explain himself. You sat up, mortified. "Shinsou. Y/N." Aizawa said, pressing his temples. "How long has this been going on?" Aizawa questioned you both shifted your weight from one foot to another awkwardly. "A couple months." You piped up, your gaze falling to the floor. "We weren't gonna keep it a secret forever." Shinsou said, walking over to you. Aizawa shook his head. "I'm not saying I'm against it." Aizawa stated, now looking at you both. The silence in the room was loud, the three of you staring at each other. "....Is Yamada Sensei going to hear about this?" You questioned, wishing you could be buried a few thousand feet under the ground. "You bet." Aizawa shrugged, turning on his heel to walk towards the sofa. "Set a good example for your younger sister." Aizawa said, side-eyeing you both while picking up Eri who was still asleep.

Shinsou and You stood in silence for a while after Aizawa stepped out the room. "Wanna walk back to the dorms together?" Shinsou proposed, resting his hand on the small of your back. You nodded. "Sensei is never going to let go of this." You groaned, imaging the amount of teasing you'd have to endure from your mentor and Aizawa Sensei. "Good thing we're graduating soon, eh?" Shinsou said, poking your stomach with his elbow.

[thr0wnawayy]

Incidents

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Below is the last known picture of Eri (aged 15)

Incident Report

Witnesses: 2A Student [asked to remain anonymous]

Reporter: Chiyo Shuzenji, ID: Recovery Girl

Reporter's note:

Student confessed to sneaking in the dorms on a dare after some prodding. Due to providing evidence, this was not added to their record and it will be kept as such. - R.G

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Description of Events

Former student, at the time intern: Izuku Midoriya (21) was seen following Eri Aizawa (12) from behind throughout the teacher dormitories, seeming to be arguing with her.

Eri maintained an aggressive, brisk walk while Midoriya paced slightly slower behind her. Witness only heard part of the conversation:

"How can you say that Midoriya!?, it's his fault they're dead!"

[note the usage of surname]- Hornet

"E-Eri Chan, look I know things are looking grim-"

"Looking grim!?." (She turns around, Eri is visibly crying) "Midorya, 27 people are dead!. You can't keep doing this. You can't keep covering for him!."

"Eri, I Know-" (dialougue lost as student found hiding spot)

"For fucks sake Midoriya, he blew up a school!. Somebody's kid is dead because of him and you-keep-doing-this-shit! (Her fist bangs against the nearby wall with each '-')"

(Midoriya looks shocked at her reaction, Eri continues to yell. student moves in pursuit, parts of the covo were lost as a result)

"I'm done, I'm fucking done!. You didn't say anything when _ died, you didn't move when Japan lost it's industry or when-"

(Student secures a new position)

[Midoriya replies with something but is temporarily obscured, muffling his response]

"Oh, but now that you can be of use to him, you think he'll suddenly think of you as something other than a "Deku"!?"

(There's a moment of silence as Eri's expression turns somber, she shakes her head and begins to turn. Midoriya wears a blank expression)

"I can't believe I ever believed in you." (Eri begins to walk away)

As Eri walks away, nearly out of the students view, Midoriya speaks. Though it was too quiet for the student to fully hear.

Student then claims that Midoriya then mumbled something about Kacchan and "always be a hero" [Likely alluding to Katsuki Bakugo], loud enough that Eri could hear it fully. [ coincides with camera footage ]

Eri froze in place for approximately 10 seconds, her posture getting even more rigid during this time. Her face twisting into a mixture of shock and rage as her entire frame rattles.

Eri is then described as having "moved in a flash" and proceeded to begin strangling Midoriya, bringing him to his knees. her pupils dilated and teeth bared in rage.

Midoriya is noted to not have fought back, not even once during the entire incident.

Student found me first and the alarm was sounded, 3 teachers arrived in the scene (being Aizawa, Snipe and Cementoss).

End of Description-

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Eri was still strangling Midoriya when we arrived, both were unresponsive to any outside stimulus. Although upon being pried off Eri made no effort to fight back, rather she intensly glared at Midoriya with an icy stare.

Midoriya was unresponsive even when put on a stretcher and as of time of writing [1 hour after the incident] he still appears disassocitive.

Personal Notes:

Honestly Nedzu, I don't think this episode of Midoriya's is from Eri alone, though it definitely played a factor.

This has been a long time coming and the recent incident at Somei was the cherry on top and for the love of God, please keep Ectoplasm away from Eri, she's impossible to work with when she's so on guard.

I understand Aizawa's having a hard time since Mic's Broadcast (X67) but if he keeps neglecting her like this, I'm going to take her in myself. It's becoming a hazard for us and UA and you know it.

That's all for now. - R.G

I can't even make a RH joke about this- Hornet

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Yo Peeps, managed to get a cleared version of the photo through an associate of mine, have fun. -Widow-Maker.

[contritecactite]

As ever, it takes the tiniest hint of encouragement (thanks @grimboigio ) to goad me into generating a wall of text. Well, actually, the wall was already there. Big big Hades II spoilers below in the form of messy half-baked notes I've been jotting down as I play. Some are just things that I got excited about, but there's a tiny sliver or two of theories and expectations.

I think we're headed for no happy ending, just acceptance—the battle is against Chronos, but it's really about *time* as a concept; for these gods, time really did take its toll and change the way mortals relate to them. Supergiant will never make another sequel for the same reason: things belong in their own time.

The lycaons *could* just be heralding Cerberus, but they somehow give me a sense of the trappings of Roman the Empire creeping in (in an intentional, storytelling way). Same with the emptiness of Ephyra and the hints of war in the mortal aspect. It feels like this is the fall of the cultures we now call "ancient Greece" as told through the eyes of the gods who get left behind or changed.

Apollo is giving me traitor vibes. He had a line about how we "have all the time in the world," and there's just something too carefree about him.

This feels like a lovely little patchwork quilt of Supergiant games. Homer is more reactive like the Bastion narrator. The music, the social bonding opportunities, and the inventory and lore screens feel a bit like Pyre. Some upgrade systems remind me of Transistor, and the mood reminds me very much of it as well. The writing and combat are still very Hades, and there are new aspects that speak of a team that has taken the time to understand what works, what doesn't, and what improvement and innovation should look like within their existing framework.

Echo's whole thing is fucking clever. Those gifts: Either repeats or diminishing returns—just like an echo. Holy fucking shit the way I vibrated when I met Echo the first time.

I love my randomly assigned college roommate who never goes to her classes and moves all my shit for no reason (Dora). If she were my actual roommate, I would feel a very different way about this.

Eris is perfect. I love her being mean-spirited mischief rather than brute force or accidental mischief; it feels like a unique character composition. She's awful. I can't stand her. She's perfect. She also reminds me of Spoiler from Pixie Tricks, a series I read as a kid (both in personality and, vaguely, design).

Nemesis and Artemis sound like they have a no-strings on-again off-again kind of thing going on and I love that for them. Also hope Charon and Hermes get to see each other again soon bc I'm rooting for them so hard.

I literally shrieked when taking out one of the sirens *actually impacted their contribution to the song*. I shouldn't have been surprised, but it was so much fun to hear it happen anyway. Very immersive! I'm also in love with Scylla. She reminds me very specifically of Ryan Stiles' Carol Channing impression and a little of Dolly Parton. Also. Her fucking hood. Jesus.

One of my favorite things about Hades is that there was nothing that an enemy or boss could do that you couldn't do through some combination of boons, weapons, and upgrades. The same seems to hold true here so far, and I just can't say enough how *cool* that is. The worst part of any combat-heavy game to me is the realization that the boss or even the cutscene of your character can do things that you, the player, can't initiate or control during a regular battle. Hades says "yeah, fuck that. It'll look different when you do it vs. when that sea serpent does it, but you can accomplish the same action/effect." Likewise, there's practically nothing your character can do that isn't also usable by at least one enemy. That keeps things balanced and combats the sense of "ah yes, you are the Most Special Chosen One" that's often inherent to RPGs. It gives the sense that skill matters a lot and makes me as a player feel skilled—I'm not visually doing anything that my enemies can't do, so... maybe I'm actually kinda good at this? (I am mediocre at best, but the game lets me *feel* skilled).

Additionally, just as in Hades, the enemies in an area are very informative about how upcoming bosses will behave. It rewards a player for paying attention and makes each enemy populating an area make *sense*.

After beating the sirens, ALL I wanted was for Melinoë to be able to have one single fan among the shades like Zagreus in the Theseus map. What I got was even *better*; the same type of interaction, but in a way that takes into account *her* task-focused, serious personality while still giving a little bit of levity. She is *done* with being here and ready for everyone to clear out, and that grumpy shade is not having it. He even makes a new little face! Love you, purple shade in the corner.

Oh, hey, charybdis, there you are

THE 2 IS IN *ROMAN* NUMERALS I'm having a moment

yeah that's it that's what I got. For now. My gaming buddy keeps falling asleep when I try to gush and talk through things, so Tumblr gets it instead.

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 45

The next day, when I walked into the classroom, I was met with an excited Pikachu.

"Look! It's your name! Your Hero name is all over the internet! That's amazing!" I heard Kaminari exclaiming while shoving his phone at Eijiro's face as I walked to my desk and sat down, soon hearing a growl behind me.

Turning to look, I couldn't help but chuckle at Katsuki's expression.

"What?!" He made explosions towards me, but that didn't intimidate me anymore.

"You're really are like a puppy, especially, a Pomeranian, maybe a Chihuahua too, really noisy." Katsuki scoffed, but I noticed his faint blush, making me resist the urge to ruffle his hair a bit.

"Tsuyu-chan! Uraraka! Look! Your names are here! It's crazy!" Now Ashido behaved the same way Kaminari did.

They both said something and Iida also spoke before ending with the usual Iida thing. "But school work comes first for students! Don't dare fall asleep in class!" He said that staring at Eijiro, Izuku and me. They exclaimed something, but I only nodded and turned to talk with my boyfriend for a bit.

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-A few days later-

Togata senpai had told Izuku and me to meet him today, so he and I were heading out -after Katsuki had almost begged me to stay with him, gotta admit, I almost gave in-, and I saw Eijiro ahead of us.

"Oh?!" He turned to look at us greeting us with a wave, "Midoriya! (M/n)! Good morning! You both are heading out too?! What a coincidence!" While we walked towards him, Izuku answered him.

"We haven't been called in a while, but we've been notified today, although they told us not to bring our costumes..." I heard the door behind us open.

"Oh?! Good morning! You three are heading out too?!" Uraraka exclaimed with Tsuyu by her side.

Why do I feel like we're going in the same direction...?

Anyway, on our way to the station two heroes offered to go with us. There, the five of us got on the same train. To the same station. Same direction. And even turning the same corner...

"The Big Three are here together..."

I knew it.

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We were guided by our senpai inside the building where lots of heroes were reunited.

"Gran Torino?!" I heard Izuku exclaimed and I saw him staring at a small old man.

"You know him?" He looked at me and nodded.

"I had my internship with him." I hummed and he kept observing around.

I looked away for a second when I heard a familiar voice.

"Aizawa sensei?" He stared at me and nodded once as a greeting. I did too.

"There's so many heroes... This is amazing! What's...?" Before Izuku could finish, Hado senpai interrupted him.

"Ryukyu!" She went to a familiar hero.

Rank 9. Dragon Hero: Ryukyu.

"Thanks to the information everyone has provided, I was able to make a huge advance in the progress of my investigation." We all turned to stare at Sir speaking, "I've called everyone to this reunion only to share the information and also discuss the procedure we'll take against the conspiracy of a little organization called 'Shie Hassaikai'."

Togata, Izuku and I knew what he was talking about. And that also meant... Eri-Chan.

"I'll explain everything, from start to finish."

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The reunion started a few minutes later, and everyone was sitting at the long conference table. I was sitting on Izuku's left. He was between Togata senpai and me.

"Approximately, two weeks ago, us Sir Nighteye's office had been doing a private investigation... Directed by the villain organization known as Shie Hassaikai." Bubble Girl started, getting everybody's attention.

"What started it?" A pro hero asked her.

I decided to just look down at my hands placed on my lap, still listening to them.

"An accident that involved a gang of thieves who called themselves Reservoir Dogs," after a tiny pause, two more voices were heard, discussing the matter and saying that they knew who they were. "The police catalogued it as an incident, but there were so many things that didn't accord that we decided to give it following."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw next to Bubble Girl, Sir's assistant Centipeder as he cleared his throat slightly. "My name is Centipeder, a mere assistant, but I was under Nighteye's direction that I lead the following investigations," a noise made me lift my head.

A screen was displaying an image, of Chisaki and one of the villains from the training camp were there.

"As far as our discoveries go, we learned that in the past year, the Shie Hassaikai had been making more contact with external individuals to the organization and other groups from the black market in the country. It seems that these actions were motivated by the desire to expand the organization and gather financial capital." He did a small pause before he continued, "And finally, immediately after we began the investigation... they made contact with a member of the League of Villains, Buibagawara Jin, known by his villain name, 'Twice'. We were incapable of following them and recollecting information about the meeting, but with the help of the police, we confirmed that there was some type of dispute between both of the organizations."

After that, Gran Torino said something about why he and a man called Tsukauchi were there, but somebody asked him where he was, and Gran Torino answered him about where Tsukauchi was. He turned to Izuku.

"I didn't think things would turn like this... but it seems we were pushed to a problematic situation, eh," Izuku answered him, making Togata senpai ask him if they knew each other.

After his answer, Sir spoke, as I looked back down, "Please, continue."

Bubble Girl explained something more, and I heard Uraraka asking what the HN was, to which Hado senpai replied saying it was the 'Hero Network'. Immediately after that, a hero with dark skin sitting on my left complained about us.

"But what is the objective of having the U.A. brats here with us? They're going to mess up the investigation. The moment we start talking about the heart of the situation, things will get dark," the noise of a chair falling made me jump and look up.

Fatgum was standing, his right arm spread over Eijiro's and Amajiki senpai's heads. He said something that made Eijiro stare at him with curiosity and senpai had a depressed aura on him.

"I don't want to be involved in this..." a grin crept up my face at his words. His personality was kinda cute.

"In the past," Sir spoke and I turned to him, "The Shie Hassaikai were suspicious of selling illegal drugs secretly. With that end, I've solicited the assistance of a hero experiment in this camp."

"A while ago," Fatgum talked, and he had candy in his hand.

Where did he get those...?

"I spent a lot of time in that type of activity," he closed his hand in a fist, and a crunching noise was heard when he crushed the candy. "And the other day during the debut battle of Red Riot, Tamaki was shot with something I've never seen before!" His expression changed to a serious one, "A 'drug'," he opened his hand, and pieces of candy fell to the floor, "That disables quirks."

When he finished, Togata senpai asked Amajiki senpai if he was okay, and he explained it to us briefly. But I didn't pay attention as I was trying to comprehend what that actually meant.

Fatgum told us about the destroyed gun and the fragmented bullet, but then he added a thing about how Eijiro took a shot willingly and was able to get an actual bullet.

That made me feel a bit relieved, because Eijiro was fine and because, if we knew about the content inside the bullet, the heroes could maybe nullify their effects.

"After examinations about the content... we made a sickening discovery..." Fatgum's pause made me tense.

I had a bad feeling about those bullets now.

"Inside it, there was blood and human cells."

Eri...

Izuku tensed beside me too, and I could hear everyone commenting on its content.

"Chisaki, the leader of the group, has a quirk called Overhaul. With it, he can unmount and restore objects." Sir's words made me think further about the whole situation, "A quirk that allows him to break something and reassemble it again. And bullets that can erase quirks..."

The bandages Eri-Chan had on her limbs flashed inside my mind. And with just glancing at Izuku and senpai I knew we were thinking the same thing.

The bullets were made with Eri-chan... could it be her quirk or something like that? Either way, I was feeling sick at the moment.

We should've saved her that day.

[authorautumnbanks]

How To Tame A Sorcerer (42)

Series Master list

Kagome gives Shoko a sheepish grin as she wrings her hands, not sure what to do with them or why she feels as though she's announcing to her mom that she's been having sex. Shoko, bless her, just stares at Satoru in disbelief. The shock brings some color to Shoko's face.

"Holy shit," Shoko says, after a beat as though it's finally hit her that Satoru is not playing a prank on her. Kagome flushes under the scrutiny. "Let me get this straight." Shoko wets her lips and holds one hand out. "A demon kidnapped you because you're pregnant with Gojo's spawn?"

"Hey!" Satoru speaks up, pouting.

"You want to confirm said pregnancy," Shoko continues, ignoring Satoru's outburst. She takes a step forward and places her hands on Kagome's shoulders, pulling her in closer as though to whisper a secret. There's a hint of nicotine coating Shoko's breath. Kagome tries to hold back the urge to wrinkle her nose, but Shoko is perceptive and raises a brow in response. "Won't the Gojo elders have a field day with this?"

"I don't…" Kagome glances at Satoru, who seems far more interested in the medical tools than Shoko's small breakdown.

"Having a child out of wedlock and to a non-sorcerer at that."

"I bet we would have fewer people going rogue if the higher-ups would back off," Satoru quips, pretending to slice the air with a scalpel. Even though Kagome cannot see his eyes behind that blindfold, she imagines his eyes are lit with mirth. "Besides, I asked Gome-chan to marry me before all of this." Satoru grabs a pair of scissors, some forceps, and juggles the tools along with the scalpel - all while humming, here comes the bride.

Kagome clucks her tongue. So, he was paying attention as she watched a bunch of cheesy romantic comedies. Shoko directs Kagome's attention back to her. She'll address his non-proposal later. No need to have such a serious discussion in Shoko's work area.

"Thank goodness, this child will have half of you. I don't think the jujutsu world could handle a mini-Satoru." Shoko shudders and then squeezes Kagome's shoulders. "Alright, I need you to drop your pants and get up on the exam table," Shoko says. She snaps the blue gloves on, the sound ricocheting in the room.

"Excuse me?" Satoru tilts his head, still juggling the tools.

"It's for the ultrasound," Kagome says, unbuttoning her jeans and slipping off her sandals. Back in her world, she accompanied Eri to her first ultrasound appointment as Eri's boyfriend - if he could really be called that - was too busy to take off work, and stated that Eri shouldn't be getting attached so quickly. She peels off of her underwear, keenly aware of how Satoru's eyes are tracking her every movement.

"Need help getting on the table?" he asks.

"Down," Kagome warns, settling on the exam table. She places the white sheet over her lower half and levels Satoru with a glare. Someone has to rein him in from time to time. The man insisted on cooking breakfast earlier, fretting over her as though she couldn't pick up a spatula. Kagome rolls her eyes.

Satoru is good - great even at a lot of things, but who the heck burns eggs?

"Never thought I'd get to use this," Shoko says as she walks over. She picks up an instrument that honestly looks more like a dildo and the condom she covers it with does not help. "Satoru, could you stop messing with my tools and cut the lights." Shoko turns her attention back to Kagome. "Blink twice if he's holding you, hostage," she whispers.

Kagome snorts, thinking back to how she fell into Satoru's lap, and even back then he wasn't too keen on her walking away. "He's not that bad," she whispers back, leaning towards Shoko while staring at Satoru.

"I don't like this," Satoru says, coming to stand near her. He points at both of them. "You two, ganging up on me." He places a kiss on Kagome's forehead, brushing her bangs back.

"I think I get it now," Shoko murmurs. She gives them a soft smile. "This might be a little cold," she warns as she applies the lubricant. Kagome nods and then looks at the monitor. The room goes silent, or maybe it's because she's holding her breath as the monitor flickers. Her stomach somersaults.

"Is that…" Satoru trails off. Kagome is distantly aware of the rustling from his blindfold.

"Your little sweet pea," Shoko chirps. "A little concerning that demons could sense a pregnancy this early."

"She was a fox," Kagome replies, breathless. Warmth spreads from her chest all the way to her toes. Not that she didn't believe Yumi, but actually seeing her child - even though he or she really did look like a little blob, was something else. Beside her, Satoru goes still. She tears her gaze from the monitor to look up at him. A faint dust of pink coats his cheeks, his mouth is slightly agape, and shining out of his eyes is unfiltered love.

"I can print off copies for your own records, but I will not save anything."

"Thank you," Kagome says, speaking up for both of them. It's not every day that something catches Satoru's tongue. The man has a witty response to everything.

"Hey, Kagome," Satoru says. Kagome hums in acknowledgment. "Does this mean you'll be calling me Daddy from now on?"

"Get out," Kagome and Shoko say in agreement. Satoru huffs.

"So rude."

Shoko cleans up the workspace and turns her back to give them some privacy. "Satoru, don't you have missions today?" Kagome watches him as she slips her underwear and pants back on.

"I always have work," he says, waving his hand. "But I can rearrange my schedule for wifey."

"You didn't tell the kids you would be late," Kagome states, though it comes off more like a question.

"I did not." Satoru takes the ultrasound pictures from Shoko and puts them in his jacket pocket. "Ijichi can drive you back to the apartment. And don't worry about dinner, we can pick up something on the way to the estate."

"We're meeting them tonight?" Kagome groans. "But if we are meeting them tonight, wouldn't it be rude to not eat with them?"

"I don't trust them," Satoru says.

"They might try to poison you since you're not a Gojo," Shoko offers. She twirls the unlit cigarette between her fingers.

"What's stopping them from trying that if I was a Gojo?" Kagome crosses her arms. These elders sounded worse than the demons. At least with them, she knew what she was getting into.

"Don't take it the wrong way," Satoru starts, "but as my wife - in their eyes, you would belong to me. And hurting you would be a personal offense to me and a declaration of war." He walks over and places a finger to her lips, shushing her protests. "That's just an added benefit, not the sole reason why I want to marry you."

"Holy shit, I get it now," Shoko says.

Kagome uncrosses her arms and wraps them around Satoru, resting her head on him. "So, I get to slap some people tonight?"

"I support this." He places a kiss on top of her head. "I'll walk you out, and once you get home, you and baby get some rest." He ushers them out, waving goodbye to Shoko.

"Hey, Kagome," Shoko says, right before Kagome walks out of the door, "thank you."

For what? Kagome thinks. She should thank Shoko for taking the time out to see her. Shoko's gaze is on Satoru, though her message was towards Kagome. A small smile breaks off across her face. With all the pressure resting on Satoru's shoulders, she's grateful that he has friends he can depend on.

"Of course," she replies. She'll always have Satoru's back.

[sunekichi]

My Favorite Episodes That Are Centered Around Suneo

i would like to clarify that these are not in a specific order but rather random. and yes, i love giving y'all titles in japanese and release dates so you can find the episode. there's probably more but i can't remember them right now.

☆ "suneo's luxuriously poor birthday" (豪華！スネ夫の貧乏バースデー, 2010)

i think that, among the birthday specials this is the most known one, correct me if i'm wrong! it's a classic in my book and it's also one of the best birthday specials.

☆ "goodbye, suneo..." (さようならスネ夫, 2008)

ok one thing about the reboot, they're gonna give you a good episode with suneo as the main character, i'll give them that, although i'm an ōyama doraemon girl. anyway my favorite scene from this wonderful episode is the one where gian tells suneo that if anyone in italy bothered him he would come and beat their asses up. 🥺 this episode also made me say "he's just like me fr" when nobita asks suneo if he's gonna miss his friends once he moves to italy, and he answers "no, on the contrary, i'm happy i won't have to see your ugly faces anymore".

☆ "counseling note" (カウンセリングノート, 2003)

once again, suneo lies to someone about his life to impress them, this time it's not a relative but a boy he met on vacation. what i appreciate about this episode is that in the end, despite trying to use a gadget to fool said boy into believing his lies, he gives up and reveals the truth, which is something that doesn't happen in the episode(s) with sunetsugu. i could write about how it would be more important for your sibling to know the truth than some holiday sweetheart but that's for another day.

☆ "the lie speaker" (アトカラホントスピーカー, 1986)

speaking of ōyama doraemon, i haven't discovered this episode until a few months ago, it's hilarious! especially when tsubasa asks who's the guy taking pictures of her from the backyard and suneo calls gian a poor fellow-

☆ "suneo's romance" (スネ夫のロマンス, 2002)

suneo is living my dreams here, y'all have no idea how many times i have dreamed of meeting celebrities at night and then i woke up and was so disappointed bc it was just a dream... i have watched this episode a thousand times last summer, that's how obsessed i was! most people know luna from moon exploration but this is THE luna!

☆ "the rich kid mambo" (おぼっちゃマンボ, 2011)

honestly this is THE suneo episode. every person who calls themselves a doraemon fan has seen this episode. and please don't get me started on the song... just flawless and life changing!!

☆ "gian & suneo, a miraculous duet!" (奇跡のデュエット！ジャイ & スネ, 2012)

"friends of the heart" is a serve too and at this point, if the episode starts with suneo being forced to sing you already know the song is gonna be a bop, because he can do it all.

☆ "i want to meet eri-chan" (えりちゃんに会いたい, 1992)

boys know luna from moon exploration, men know luna from suneo's romance, and legends know eri miyagawa. this is another episode where i look at suneo and say "he's just like me fr", when he gets a fever because he can't meet this popstar.

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"Morning Musume '23" 25th Anniversary! What Traditions Do You Want To Carry On & What Seniors Do You "Oshi"? All Member Interview Part 2

Please Tell Us Of Your Past Oshi’s, and Seniors You Admire.

Fukumura Mizuki: Kamei Eri-san. I was attracted to the way Kamei-san sang like she was the main character; I've always wanted to be like Kamei-san. Watching videos, I love my senior so much that I’ll end up crying watching them! I respect everything about her performances and personality, she is my eternal idol that makes me forever dream.

Ikuta Erina: Niigaki Risa-san. She is a senior that taught me to be conscious towards my work. I used to be a cry baby and would cry whenever I was frustrated or happy but, Niigaki-san sent me a message of “Tears are to be shed when it matters. Don’t shed them easily,”. Until then I thought tears were natural but I've realized people who are watching are moved by the tears that I’ve held back that still overflow, and my attitude towards work changed a lot. I’m still in contact with her now, she has the presence of being like an older sister to me. She’s a senior I’ll love forever.

Ishida Ayumi: Michishige Sayumi-san. Since joining Morning Musume myself, Michishige-san was the leader during that period when I experienced a lot of work for the first time, so I learned a lot of things from her. How to prepare when going on variety, adding personality in your talks, and also her skill in words that will please the fans! She is someone I fell in love with as we were active together.

Oda Sakura: There are a lot of juniors and seniors that I like and admire, but I’ve stopped identifying them because I’ll end up going into their space. I admire each and every one of them and they each have their own wonderful space!

Nonaka Miki: Tsuji Nozomi-san, Sayashi Riho-san. “Mini Moni” Tsuji-san was cute, when I was young I admired her with all my might. I love Sayasih-san’s sharp, cool performances and kind personality. I respect them!

Makino Maria: Michishige Sayumi-san. She is the cutest and kindest senior in the world and the universe. Something that was like a dream happened a bit ago! Somehow the 2 of us went to Disney Land. Michishige-san said, “Lets ride whatever Maria-chan wants to ride,” and we went on various attractions. We wore headbands together, we ate popcorn, it really is the land of dreams♡.

Haga Akane: Tanaka Reina-san, Kudou Haruka-san. Tanaka-san is really good at using her body, its really amazing how she is able to perform with such stability throughout a live! I love Kudou-san’s cute-like looks, I’ve been a fan of her before I joined, and after I joined she treated me kindly, she was the one who made the “bridge” between the juniors and seniors. I admire that aspect of hers as well.

Yokoyama Reina: Oda Sakura-san. When I would watch as a fan, of course in addition to her performances, her atmosphere and appearance are so many things that are the perfect idol to me so, I haven’t stopped admiring her like, “Everything is perfect! I want to become an idol like Oda-chan–!”. Now, I’m very happy to be active together with Oda-san!

Kitagawa Rio: Takahashi Ai-san. Everything about her is cool, in any case! I wonder how many tens of billions of years of effort it would take to reach her point of singing and dancing. I’ve had the opportunity to go out and eat with her many times and she has listened to all of my ambitions and fluffy thoughts and has given me advice. I’m also thankful that she is always caring for the current members, I also want to become like this!

Okamura Homare: Sato Masaki-san. The gap between her speaking normally and performing is amazing! I was a fan before I joined and, Sato-san is said to be a genius who practices a lot on her own, and as her junior, I have seen that she never fails to make these efforts. I respect that is always looking out for others, not just herself, I’ll always love her.

Yamazaki Mei: Oda Sakura-san. She is always shining, I’ve admired her as a senior since I was a trainee. She’s really good at singing, furthermore, she is a songstress, she always performs to match the song, her expressions are amazing. While she is dancing sharply, it's really amazing how she is able to sing along with the rhythm, she is kind and cute, she is a wonderful senior.

Sakurai Rio: Sato Masaki-san, Kitagawa Rio-san. Sato-san's expressions during performances are so wonderful. I’ve referred to her performances again and again and I'm practicing them so I can acquire an expressive power in my own way. Kitagawa-san’s atmosphere of singing and dancing is always pretty! Even after I joined, I've continued to admire and want to become like Kitagawa-san someday. 

Profiles:

Fukumura Mizuki: Born October 30th, 1996. 9th generation member & leader. Member color hot pink. ■Song I like to sing→ Happy Summer Wedding. “When I was around 3 or 4, I properly remember the song coming on TV when my parents were out and my grandma was taking care of me. You can’t normally express gratitude towards your parents like you can in this song, I love it.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→ Romance ni Mezasumeru Mousou Joshiko no Uta. ``It makes me smile because of all the cute displeasures and fantasies that fly around the head of a girl in love, it's fun how the members are interacting and lively (lol).”

Ikuta Erina: Born July 7th, 1997. 9th generation member & subleader. Member color light green. ■ Song I like to sing→ Aisaresugiru Koto wa Nai no yo. “The fans enjoy it when we sing this song, it's a song that makes you happy”.  ■Song that is fun to perform live→ Naichau Kamo. “It has a fun backtrack the whole time and I personally love it. The sense of unity when the fans join in with their penlights to the backtrack is fun.”

Ishida Ayumi: Born January 7th, 1997. 10th generation member &  subleader. Member color royal blue. ■ Song I like to sing→Waraenai Hanashi. “Originally it was with Sayashi Riho-san, and now I have fun during the duet parts with Oda. I’m happy that I got this part in this song originally, it's a nice thing that makes it feel good to sing (lol).” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Utakata Saturday Night. “At festivals where there are lots of people who don’t know us, I was impressed when we change the choreography in the last chorus to a side arm movement and the whole audience waved their arms in the air. I’ve realized it's a song that the current members can liven up the stage with our power, it's a song that's like an ally for us.”

Oda Sakura: Born March 12th, 1999. 11th generation member. Member color lavender. ■ Song I like to sing→Egao YES Nude. “The song has a difficult rhythm, but it's fun to sing while thinking about how to get into it. It's like using your own skills to play into the rhythm as much as possible, it's such a cool song for an idol to sing that's unique to Morning Musume!” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→ CHO DAI. “The body moves nonstop from the beginning to the end, especially in the chorus, it's really fun that before you realize it, the dancing is over.”

Nonaka Miki: Born October 7th, 1999. 12th generation member. Member color purple. ■ Song I like to sing→Jinsei Blues. “I like songs where the more you listen to it the more you’re drawn into the melody and point of view! I get energy from the lyrics, and it's fun to sing.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→ Jealousy Jealousy. “When singing the rap part, it's fun to have the feeling of freedom during the live. The moment we perform this song live is when I feel the most “alive!’.”

Makino Maria: Born February 2nd, 2001. 12th generation member. Member color pink. ■ Song I like to sing→ The☆Peace! “It's my favorite song in the world! I love Ishikawa Rika-san’s cute monologue part and I’m really happy I get to sing it now.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→ Dokka~n Capriccio. “It's so much fun to jump a lot! I think the jumping is the best part so I jump as high as I can. Since I like baseball, I like the lyrics “table-turning, game-ending home run”, and we do a pretend throw and swing of a bat.”

Haga Akane: Born March 7th, 2002. 12th generation member. Member color orange. ■ Song I like to sing→What is Love? “I love its speedy feeling and the togetherness that seems to be created throughout the entire venue. It's a classic song for lives but I think it's good every time we perform it.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Love & Peace! HERO ga Yattekita. “All the members are interacting and lively around while singing, it's really fun. In the A and B melody it's almost entirely free dancing, it's a bit of a rare song.”

Yokoyama Reina: Born February 22nd, 2001. 13th generation member. Member color golden yellow. ■ Song I like to sing→What’s Up?~Ai wa Dou na no yo~. “Before auditioning I have memories of watching the videos repeatedly and practicing! With those memories, I’m very happy I’ve been able to sing this song, I love it.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Dokka~n Capriccio. “We get to jump together with the fans, since we get to raise our voices and make it exciting, it's really fun. It's a song I want to perform first once cheering is allowed.”

Kitagawa Rio: Born March 16th, 2004. 15th generation member. Member color sea blue. ■ Song I like to sing→ Kanashimi Twilight. “I really like the melody. The song progresses in a key that's easy for me, I sing it everytime I go to karaoke.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Shabondama. “This song is the best way to experience a really hard Morning Musume live! There isn’t a lot of unison in the song split, the solo parts gradually connect, and there is a monologue, it really feels like “Morning Musume”.”

Okamura Homare: Born May 9th, 2005. 15th generation member. Member color daisy. ■ Song I like to sing→ Kanashimi Twilight. “I love Takahashi Ai-san’s really cool parts. I’m working hard so I can put my own emotions into it.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Ambitious! Yashinteki de ii jan! “Every song is so much fun but these are the 2 songs I’m having the most fun with lately.”

Yamazaki Mei: Born June 28th, 2005. 15th generation member. Member color bright green. ■ Song I like to sing→ The Matenrou Show. “I like the song's funky melody. I don’t really have any of the song splits but, even when I’m not on the mic I’m humming!” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Tsuyoki de Ikouze! “There is an air guitar part in the interlude, it's an exciting song in any case! I want to make it exciting with all our might together with the fans.” 

Sakurai Rio: Born October 11th, 2005. 16th generation member. Member color milk tea.  ■ Song I like to sing→ Renai Destiny ~Honne wo Ronjitai~. “The lyrics and the dance are really fun, I want to enjoy this song with lots of variations in expression.” ■ Song that is fun to perform live→Are you Happy? “It's a song where the choreography gets into the beat and you can dance with all your might. The beat is also really cool!”

A 25th anniversary celebration from VOCE too♡

At the end of the shoot, VOCE celebrated with member color bouquets and cakes. The special collaboration will be out 6 weeks from today. The next release is schedule for May 26th (Fri)! Look forward to an interview with the 3 in 15th generation and the YouTube video! VOCE official SNS will continue to provide short videos and offshots. Follow so you don’t miss it!

[vgckwb]

P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 142: Unity

The next day at breakfast, Ren’s phone went off. She checked it.

Futaba: According to the news, some employees of Okumura Foods are starting to strike.

Ryuji: For real?!

Makoto: I thought you weren’t much for news.

Futaba: I did a quick search of Okumura to see if anything came up that could help us.

Makoto: I see.

Haru: I heard my father complaining this morning, but he wouldn’t tell me what it was about.

Jose: Sounds like this is it.

Ryuji: Do you think Hiroki did this?

Lena: I’m not sure how.

Ann: Ryuji may be right.

Ann: Shiho managed to convince a lot of the student body to try and burn the school down while under Eris’ influence.

Ann: I wouldn’t be surprised if something similar was happening here.

Yusuke: Strictly speaking, this is only meant to wind up Okumura.

Yusuke: I’m not sure if it makes much of a difference to us.

Sumire: Well, where are they striking?

Sumire: Because we may have to be more vigilant than usual if they’re at the Okumura Foods HQ.

Yusuke: Good point.

Ren: I’m sure we can manage it.

Ren: We disappeared in an entire subsection of the city before.

Ren: But I guess if all eyes are going to be on Okumura Foods, we should be careful.

Futaba: Maybe we can wait a bit longer than we usually do.

Futaba: Wait till it builds up a bit.

Makoto: That’s not actually a bad idea

Haru: I don’t mind either, so long as we do this before Hiroki’s steed deadline.

Ren: We will. Trust us.

Haru: Of course.

Haru: I’m just worried is all.

Ann: I get it.

Ann: I felt the same when it was Shiho.

Yusuke: As did I with Kosuke.

Makoto: So did I with Naoko.

Haru: Well… Weirdly, that cheered me up.

Ann: It did?

Haru: Yes.

Haru: All of those times before, you were worried, but you persevered anyway.

Haru: I imagine something similar will occur here, which puts my mind at ease.

Ann: I see.

Sumire: You sure have a mature sense of grace. I like that.

Haru: Why thank you, Sumi-chan!

Sumire: Eh heh.

Ren: Well, it looks like things are good for now.

Ren: Talk to you soon.

Ren started to put her phone away, when she got another message. This time though, it wasn’t from the group chat.

Futaba: Um?

Futaba: Can you come over today?

Futaba: I’d like to talk with you.

Ren: Sure thing.

Futaba: Thanks.

Ren managed to put her phone away before any other messages came through. She finished breakfast, and then headed over to Futaba’s place.

Once there, she knocked on the door. Futaba opened the door nervously. She peered her head out just enough for her and Ren to make eye contact. “Come in,” she said. It would look a little eerie to the random passerby, but there weren’t too many of those on a Sunday in Yongen-Jaya. Ren smiled and walked in.

Futaba guided her to her room. She crouched in her chair, while Ren sat on the bed. “So, what did you want to talk about?” Ren asked.

Futaba fidgeted around nervously for a bit. “Well…you know how I want to get better at, well, being in public?” Ren nodded. “I’ve been thinking about it, but…I’m not entirely sure how. And then I began thinking that maybe I don’t need to. I mean, I can get meals delivered to me and stuff, right? Plus, online courses are better for studying, right? And I’m good with you guys, so whenever we go out, you’ll be there.”

Ren was listening intently to Futaba meander about. “I see… Well, if that’s your prerogative…”

Futaba was shocked. “Yo-You’re not going to stop me?!”

“Well, I don’t want to do anything you don’t want to do,” Ren replied.

Futaba pouted. “Buh. You got me.”

Ren chuckled. “I kind of figured.”

“I’m just so lost,” Futaba said. “I’m not sure what to do.”

Ren thought about it for a moment. “Well…did you do anything before…the incident?”

“Mmmmm,” Futaba answered. “Kind of. I was still a bit anti-social. People always thought I was kind of weird. But I will admit, it was easier before now.” Futaba realized something. “Oh yeah. I forgot until now, but there was something that helped me, if only slightly.”

“And what might that be?” Ren inquired.

“Mom made me a Promise List,” Futaba replied. “I know it sounds silly…”

Ren rolled her eyes. “We wage war in a parallel dimension full of monsters and demons. I doubt anything you tell me here would be so silly.”

“Hm,” Futaba huffed. “I guess you’re right… So, this Promise List…Well, there were multiple. They were a list of things mom would want me to do. And whenever I completed a list, she’d give me a reward of some kind.”

“I see…” Ren said.

“It was just things I had trouble doing,” Futaba continued. She chuckled slightly while looking somber. “It started when I was cutting school on non-test days.” Ren was a little surprised. “I was good at learning but not well-liked by my peers. So I figured I could study on my own, come in to take the tests, and just avoid people altogether. But when I was found out, the school and mom were mad at me.

Mom promised to do something about it. She sat me down, and we talked about what was going on. She was so understanding. But she insisted that I went to school. We argued back and forth, but she promised to take me to a movie I wanted to see if I went to school. That eventually led to the Promise List.”

“Hm,” Ren responded. “Your mom was one smart cookie.”

Futaba smiled. “...Yeah.”

“So, do you want to try a new Promise List?” Ren asked.

Futaba was a little startled. “Um…yeah.”

“Great,” Ren answered. “So, just give me some time, and-”

“WAIT!” Futaba called out. “Um…if it’s all the same, I kind of want to make this one.”

“Really?” Ren said.

Futaba nodded. “The only reason my mom made them is because they were things she wanted me to do. I want to make this list to fill it with things I want to do. I want to show the world that I’m ready!”

Ren nodded back. “Well, how can I say no to that?”

Futaba smiled. She then realized something. “Oh! I’m going to need some time to make one though.”

“That’s fine,” Ren replied.

Futaba chuckled. “Oh, by the way, how did you know to call my bluff?”

“Well…” Ren began answering, “I wasn’t the most popular person in school either. And when I started to realize that I liked girls, that only compounded. There was a time I tried convincing myself I was straight…but that only made the problem worse.”

Futaba was a little surprised. “Huh.”

Ren smiled. “I got some help from my sister, and I know how much that helped me. So I want to pass it on.”

Futaba nodded. “Well then… I can assume that means you’ll help me out with my new Promise List?”

Ren nodded. “Of course.”

Futaba nodded. “Thanks.”

Hermit-Futaba Sakura: Rank 2

“Well, I have to come up with the list first,” Futaba explained. “I’ll think of some things, and I’ll message you when I think it’s ready.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Ren said.

“But I don’t need to do it right away,” Futaba said. “So, if you’d like to stay a little longer…”

Ren giggled. “It’s my pleasure.” The two of them hung out a little while longer.

Later, Ren received a message from Yoshida.

Yoshida: Are you available tonight?

Ren: I should be.

Yoshida: Splendid!

Ren: You seem excited.

Yoshida: Well, something interesting happened.

Ren: Oh?

Yoshida: I’ll explain once you get here.

Ren: Very well.

She put her phone away, and went to meet up with Yoshida.

Once she got there, she was surprised. “Wow. That’s a big crowd.”

“Are you worried?” Yoshida asked, half serious, half teasing her.

“Not really,” Ren replied. “I’m just wondering what brought this on.”

“Hm hm,” Yoshida chuckled. “It appears that someone anonymously leaked to the press that the funds I supposedly embezzled were actually embezzled by Mr. Kuramoto himself.”

Ren was surprised. “Did you know he did that? Mr. Kuramoto, I mean?”

“Well, I had my suspicions,” Yoshida explained. “But I lacked any proof, and it would be my word against his.”

“I know that that feels,” Ren remarked.

Yoshida chuckled. “Forgive me for laughing at your tragedy.”

“It’s fine,” Ren said. “After all, tragedy plus time equals comedy.”

“Too true,” Yoshida said.

“So, I take it this crowd wants to hear what you have to say on the matter,” Ren said.

“Seems like it,” Yoshida said. “But I’m going to be taking things in a slightly different direction. Are you ready?”

“As I’ll ever be,” Ren said.

“Great! We’re on in five,” Yoshida instructed. Ren looked at the sign. “Tonight’s Topic: Togetherness.”

Ren stood with the sign, while Yoshida approached his microphone. The chatter that was happening in the crowd came to a halt. They were waiting with baited breath, ready to hear what Yoshida had to say about this development. Yoshida cleared his throat.

“People of Tokyo! I have nothing to say about the development regarding Mr. Kuramoto.” The crowd was shocked and began murmuring again. “While I am grateful that this mistake has been corrected, I’ve made plenty of other mistakes on my own as well. Even now, I am still learning.

Which brings me to tonight’s topic. For too long, I tried to rehabilitate my image on my own. Needless to say, I did not get very far. It wasn’t until I started receiving help that I felt I was truly earning your trust back.

I talk about how I will fight for you, but my words were ringing hollow because I was alone. If you were to trust me as your elected Dietman, I should be able to trust you to bring me the things most important to you. Because that’s what government is supposed to be.

I was a fool. For too long, I was only thinking about myself. And as such, I will pay the price of not being able to see through all the changes I wish to make. But if we work together, we can begin making the changes that are desperately needed. I offer to you my word, if you offer to me your conviction. Together, there’s no telling what we can accomplish.”

The crowd began cheering. Ren smiled. It wasn’t quite what they were expecting, but it was Yoshida through and through.

After the speech, Yoshida and Ren met up. “Well, what did you think?”

Ren giggled. “It was excellent.”

“Hm,” another laugh rang out. They turned to see Dietman Matsushita. “I’d still say you’re a fool. I gave you this opportunity to try and help set the record straight, and this is what you do with it.”

“So this WAS your doing,” Yoshida said. “Well, to be honest, I can’t deny what you said. Only a fool would want to be a politician.”

Matsushita chuckled. “Too true, old friend. But only a really good one will admit it.” There was a brief pause. “Aren’t you going to ask me the other reason I’m here?”

Yoshida crossed his arms. “Well, I had a feeling, but I’ve already gotten your goat on that a lot recently, so I figured I’d let you have this as a way of saying thank you.”

“You’re too kind,” Matsushita said. He got serious. “I’ve heard mumblings that Mr. Kuramoto is going to step down and not run this election.”

Yoshida was shocked. “Really?!”

Matsushita nodded. “His grandson is expected to do the same. And without the two of them, their party is expected to collapse. Some of the others have joined other parties, while some are trying to uphold the Kuramoto cause.”

“I see…” Yoshida said. 

“There’s something else,” Matsushita said. Yoshida was intrigued. “I’ve talked with some of the heads of my party, and they're willing to give you a shot.”

Yoshida was even more shocked. “You mean it?”

Matsushita nodded. “If you manage to win this one, we’ll offer you a place in our coalition. I haven't heard any confirmation yet, but there has even been talks about not running a candidate here just so you'd have a better shot at winning.”

“Well that’s great,” Yoshida said. “Thank you. You’v really been too kind to me.”

“Heh,” Matsushita laughed. “What can I say? I’m just a fool.” He walked off.

Yoshida smiled. “That Matsushita has a good head on his shoulders.”

“No kidding,” Ren replied. “Although, it seemed to need adjusting before now.”

“Well, don’t we all,” Yoshida said.

“I guess that’s true,” Ren said.

“By the way,” Yoshida said, “thanks for always being there to lend a hand.”

Ren nodded. “Well, it’s because I believed in your words, even if you didn’t believe in them yourself.”

“Well,” Yoshida retorted, “I did believe them, but I didn't understand the full weight of them. It's thanks to you that all of that changed. I went from a politician who was struggling to one who was confident enough to admit their mistakes and rally a crowd of people to their fullest. Why, it’s almost like…”

Ren noticed Yoshida trailed off. “Like what?” she asked.

“Ah! It’s nothing,” Yoshida answered. “Thanks again.”

Ren smiled. “You’re welcome.”

Sun-Toranosuke Yoshida: Rank 9

“So, before this night ends,” Yoshida suggested, “why don’t we go grab some beef bowls?”

Ren nodded. “I’d like that.” The two of them headed to the beef bowl place to eat. Once they finished, they headed home for the evening.

[elpida]

Part of Eris wanted to send the man to damnation for touching her, that was her first reaction, that instantaneous seizing she had at being touched by anyone, any human... and it stood by any other demon too. The thing was she didn't because after a few seconds of her stiffening limbs, he showed her something enchanting. To be referred to as a succubus was an insult, she was far better than a lowly succubus but what he'd showed her with that needle and the flat disk record? That fascinated the demon with fire toned hair. She watched it was the darkest curiosity, how the sound came from nothing, how it filled the air and for a moment she looked so entirely human that it was painful to consider that once, she had been.

Dark hues watched it so patiently and Eris considered that in her time, this was something you'd burn for, this very thing that was a normal oddity would have been the highest of witchcraft. The elders of her small town would have said you'd used the devils tricks to capture a mans voice in a box or stolen the fiddling fingers of pipers and pianists, they'd even say you'd trapped their soul in this magical music box and yet she clearly enjoyed the soft melody filling the room. Up close there were more noticeable small details that made her so very humans, like the slight freckles across her nose and cheeks or that when she wasn't focused she'd smile and dimples formed on her cheeks. She'd once been a perfectly normal human girl, a woman scorned and damned for being a thing she never was so now? Now she owned what she was with pride. She became a demon to never feel shame again.

She hummed a soft agreement, waiting for him to state what he wanted. She was not about the pry his discrepancies from his mouth, he'd speak when he was ready and she would watch that musical box, the quaint thing it was. Eris wondered then, what other things did humans get to have so easily at their disposal now? Music like that had been a town event for her, a night of one thing to enjoy and talented people, applauses of the many. Food seemed more and more easy to access too, rare things that would've cost her a lot of gold and silver. She noticed how people were cleaner in recent years too, their skin not so stained by dirt. Did hot water not have to be slowly heated? Where baths no longer tin units outside? She had more of a curiosity for this world now than she ever had in her own time but the time Eris came from... it was tough, hard life.

She looked at the glass, the liquid he poured and of everything she could ask it was the unexpected. "Do you have grapes?" Oh, how the demon loves those little fruit. Standing idly more little details became noticeable, the way the ends of her hair seemed to flicker in their own breeze, a breeze that didn't exist, that was magical, or the way the darkness in the corners of the room wanted to drift to her, a welcome beacon for shadows and secrets. She took the glass. Everything he said drew a wider and wider, toothy smile to her lips. It was so sinister how the talk of damning someone made her look so.. happy. "Chan-gret-ta." she sounded it out slowly with a slow and deep inhale. "Well despite your belief that I am was or am a succubus which, would be incorrect, cursing people happens to be my speciality. I just so happen to be able to curse by bloodline." she took a sip, enjoying the burn the liquid created in her throat. Her head was tilted, dark eyes focused up on him and something in them seemed to stir with her words, the taste of a deal on the tip of her tongue. "I can make their demise slow, painful.. but not a quick pain, no. Their family curse would draw out over the years, a slow death, pick a number, none of them would ever live beyond it and the curse? There'd be no medical cure, it'd be an ailment, a physical degrade over time, something you couldn't hide... maybe the husbands always outlive their wives by decades. How cruel hm? A taste of peace, torn away. Any wife they take too, not just the one. Maybe and this could be fun, curse each firstborn in any generation go insane, how sad that would be. You could curse addiction, that is a deteriorating curse, it doesn't sound fun but imagine seeing them reduced to a begging fool for just a little more."

She listed those like they were nothing. "I can tell you this, you'd find no one more capable at a curse than me." her voice rang with an evil determination. "What do you say, am I the demon for you?" her hand extended to him, her fingernails long and manicured, made her hand look elegant and welcoming. "Thomas Shelby when you call to your demon it's by name, otherwise I won't hear you." she paused. "Eris." the last syllable was almost a hiss, it suited her but her hand still lingered. "I haven't decided what I want from you, but when I do.. i'll be out of your hair, in the mean time I intend to play with their curse."

Summoning a demon shouldn’t have been something crossing his mind probably, but after they mercilessly took the life of his little brother, there was nothing too cruel for Tommy to imagine that could bring him the revenge he needed. Casting spells and curing wounds was something running in his family. With gypsies he learnt how to read a horses mind, how to tame them and listen to their voice. Curses were mentioned more than once around him and when it came to the death of his brother, it somehow was the first thing coming back to his mind instead of just starting a rampage. Death was easy. It came fast and ended something he wanted to make incredibly gruesome for as long as he would manage. And Tommy himself didn’t fear death. In fact he sometimes longed for it, the relief that was promised with it and would free his tormented soul in case he still had one. Sometimes he was so convinced that there was nothing left in him but darkness, that this ritual couldn’t take anything from him he didn’t already lose. In fact he could only benefit from it and if it wouldn’t work, he could still start a brutal storm of violence himself.

The knife that left a deep cut on his inner palm was still touching the edge of his skin as the shadow in front of him unfolded and made him raise his blank eyes. Without changing his expression he grabbed the tissue on his desk he had placed there in advance and pressed it against his palm after he placed the knife on the wooden surface. It was confusing somehow to look at her petite frame. Such a beautiful woman should bring devastation to his worst enemies? How would she do that? By seducing them?

A scoff left his lips as he watched her, his voice low while his eyes wandered down to his hand again to make sure he stopped the bleeding. “I didn’t summon a succubus.” It was more a murmur than concrete speech and after a deep sigh he turnt around to rest his back against the desk, half sitting on it while she walked to his record player. Confusing again how she apparently didn’t know how it worked, but maybe it only fed his fascination about what in fact he actually summoned. “Plays music.” he replied and wiped the last drops of blood away before placing the handkerchief on the desk to walk over to her.

Without a word he just stopped at her side and took her hand, showing her how she could place the needle on top of the vinyl, wondering why she wasn’t as cold as he expected her to be. “Here.” His hand let go to press the start button, and slowly the vinyl started rotating to fill the dark room with subtle music. Again he turnt to face her, raising his brow while his gaze wandered along her frame. “I summoned you. I ask the questions and give you the order.” Demon or not, she was a woman he brought here and that’s how it was supposed to work when someone works for you, right?

“Changretta.” he said firmly and stepped away from the record player to grab himself a drink, filling the glass with gin and offering her to fill a second one. “You’re right, I can kill people easily. I could destroy their homes, their families, their business, but this is not what I long for here.” In one gulp he drowned his drink and put the glass back on the bar table. “I want them cursed. Worse than I am myself. Worse than the ones you probably already doomed.” With another filled glass he stepped back to her, looking down at her pretty face before offering her the drink. “Can you do that or not, demon?”

[piikaprincess]

Me: I am big and independent!!!

Me: *doesn’t get attention for five minutes*

Me: in light of current events I will be whining forever

[shima-draws]

Having Bottled Soul thoughts. Todoroki puts mood stickers on Izuku’s bottle depending on how he’s feeling. Everyone thinks it’s hilarious tho so it doesn’t work out quite well when he walks into class holding a magic bottle that has “angry” labeled on it

[paralyze-fic]

Paralyze.

Chapter 68

We were walking around U.A.'s campus while Togata was talking with Izuku. I was between both of them, Eri was holding my left hand and onto Togata's uniform, she seemed a bit scared but curious, looking around at all the students rushing to make their stands for the Culture Festival.

Some third years came up to us, talking to senpai, and Eri pressed herself against me. Our senpais insinuated that Eri was Togata's daughter so that might have been why she let go of him.

"Okay, letting the jokes aside," the third-year senpai handed us a flyer, "This year class A is going to obliterate, you better come too!"

While I looked it over, I felt a soft tug on my sleeve. The bright red eyes of Eri were looking up at me with curiosity.

"Can I see it too?" I smiled at her and knelt next to her tiny frame. She held the paper with her hands and we looked at it together. "It's pretty."

We looked at it for a bit more before I had to give it back to our senpais. We looked around, seeing students rushing from one way to the other.

"Even with still a month for preparations, they are really busy!" I nodded at what Izuku said, observing everyone. And I saw a dragon head coming toward us, but izuku didn't seem to notice it. I was about to warn him when he turned right as the dragon was a few inches away from his face. "Uwahh?!!" His scream had my right ear ringing.

"My god, Izuku..." he looked at me with a nervous and apologetic smile, and I just chuckled, ruffling his green locks.

"Excuse me..." a head popped from behind the dragon. He was the guy I met at the training camp, with Kendo-chan... his name was Tetsutetsu-kun, right? "Ah, (L/n) and Midoriya from class A."

I saw two more heads popping up, and the blond guy, also known as Monoma, began with his mockering.

Now, believe it or not, he had never said anything mean to me, not sure why though. He didn't seem that bad actually, he just... Like to be annoying toward class A.

But then I glanced down at Eri, and I noticed she was looking at the fake dragon head. I smiled at her, and caressed her hair, she stared up at me, her eyes showing surprise and a bit of fear.

"It's okay, Eri, it isn't real." Izuku turned to look at her too, bending slightly down to her height.

"Are you okay, Eri-chan?" She nodded at him, holding tight onto my uniform.

"I thought it was the person who fell from the sky."

Her voice... so cute! But, wait... person who fell...?

"Oh, you're talking about Ryukyu." Thank you, Izuku. That does make sense now.

"You will do a live show, right?" I looked up at him, Izuku did too, and we nodded together. "I think that would work, but this time I'll tell you directly. Class B will be the best!" I just stared at him curiously. "'Romeo and Juliet in Azkaban: The Return of the King'," uh...what did he just say...? "A fantasy work total and exclusive from class B!"

After he said that, Monoma started yelling nonsense and I could see his classmate holding a wooden stick, getting ready to hit him.

"I'll save you the job," the boy with raven hair stared at me, and I activated my quirk.

Monoma shut up abruptly as his eyes rolled back, his body falling forward and I reached an arm out to hold him. The boy nodded as a 'thank you' and I just shrugged as if it wasn't a problem. After that, Monoma was being carried on the raven's back, and Izuku commented something about Kendo-chan.

"She's participating in the beauty contest, even if she's doing it against her will." I perked up at his words.

"Aizawa sensei didn't tell us anything about that contest..." I agreed with Izuku and looked at Togata.

"Sorry for showing you the bad side of U.A., Eri-chan..." he said to Eri, who just nodded once, as if it wasn't a big thing. "Speaking of! She's really excited about the beauty contest!"

///////

Togata had taken us here, and we saw who he was talking about. Hado senpai was floating with her quirk while Amajiki senpai was taking photos of her.

When Hado noticed us, Amajiki senpai turned around and he nodded at me as a greeting. I smiled at him, and saw him walking closer.

"How are you, senpai?" He smiled softly and stood next to me.

"I'm fine, what about you?"

Before I could answer him, Hado exclaimed something that caught my attention.

"The beauty contest's winner! Third year, class G, from the Support Course, the dazzling Kenranzaki Bibimi-san." And... I don't know how, but I kinda knew who she was.

Maybe because I've seen her once, those eyelashes aren't a joke. What a quirk...

"In this year's contest, Kendo-san, who is winning fans because of the commercial will participate. Hado-san is really excited about it." I glanced at Amajiki senpai as he spoke. "But a presentation in front of the public..." Now he was on his knees, holding his stomach with both arms. I placed my hand on his back, and bending over slightly I tapped his back softly. "Just thinking about that oww... oww... my stomach is starting to hurt!" I saw Izuku sweatdrop at our senpai's behaviour. But I honestly thought it was adorable-

No! I have a boyfriend! Whom I love very much!

But Amajiki senpai is just really huggable...

"That's why this year I will be the winner! This is my last year, after all." Senpai stood up slowly and smiled at Hado, Togata did too.

Our blond senpai closed his fist in a 'Do your best!' way, saying, "You can do it!" We stayed in complete silence for a few seconds, before Togata spoke up once again. "Anyway... let's keep showing Eri around! Our next stop is..."

//////

"...The support department!"

The next thing that was said, was a whole conversation with these two being nerds together about where we were. And while I was looking around, I saw a pretty dirty Hatsume-chan walking up to Izuku from behind him. She noticed me looking at her, and she made me a 'shh' motion with her finger.

"That's right, the Cultural Festival is the moment when the support classes shine!" And after that Hatsume-chan talked about her new creation.

This girl is amazing... although kinda weird... I approve!

She was asking Izuku about his support item when her creation exploded. The three of us immediately took Eri out of the room. We walked around U.A. for a while, and observing around everyone working on their stands, I saw him.

Shinso Hitoshi.

What do I do?

[godofvillains-arch]

"Yeah, Mon-chan can do tricks. Watch this!" Eri turns to fully face Mon. She points to the ground, "Sit!" Mon sits at the command. Eri then makes a twirling motion with her finger, "Roll over!" Mon then rolls over.

"Speak!" The corgi yips in response. "He can do all kinds of stuff!" the little girl exclaims.

anya gasped towards the other, staring down at the puppy, " monchi is so wittle, " she then tried to imagine bond being so small, but the image just didn't feel right, " does your doggy know tricks?! "

[narwhalsarefalling]

i finally figured out why eri with a sword remained me of something

[storybookprincess]

aizawa starts referring to eri as “kid” as a term of endearment. “hey, kid, what do you want for dinner?” “it’s okay, kid.” “midoriya, can you watch the kid?” it’s affectionate, but it still maintains the distance aizawa tells himself he has.

over time, though, it changes. the teacher sends a note home about eri’s progress at school & it’s “i’m so proud of you, sweetheart.” she falls & skins her knee & it’s suddenly “i’m here, baby. don’t worry.” although he would never admit it, there’s even the occasional “time to wake up, pumpkin!” on a school morning

the one that really gets eri is when it comes full circle. she absentmindedly wanders into another aisle at the grocery store one day & aizawa panics, calling her name with just an edge of terror in his voice. just as she rounds the corner to tell him she’s fine, she overhears him frantically accosting a sales associate with “hey! i need some help! i lost my kid!”

[sly-fox-stalks]

Birthday Boy

Feature - Bonten Mikey x afab Reader

Warning: Alcohol consumption, Heavy Dub/con, fingering, cunninlingus, explicit content, language

A/N: Happy birthday to the dark impulsed Bonten leader Mikey! Might make this a series since this was a thought for an entire story.  Also sorry for grammar/spelling mistakes! 

Word Count: 4377

Summary: It’s bad to show up to a birthday party without a gift.

MDNI (18 + Over)

Birthday boy

“I still don’t get why you couldn't just go without me,” you huffed and fixed your dress back over your ass for the 12th time. It was too short, but it was the only option for you on such short notice after your best friend practically threatened not to speak to you for a month if you didn’t attend this party with her. 

So you agreed and she dressed you up in one of her “sexier” (what you would call a “Ho”) dresses that included a pair of 6 inch heels which you were not crazy about either. She had plenty of friends that liked this kind of stuff. Rides on yachts, pool parties on rooftops, heavy drinking, drugs, ect. To be fair you enjoyed having a good time when the time called for it but you knew the kind of crowd you were walking into. Rude girls looking to compete with each other and men who don’t know how to keep their hands to themselves.  

The combo of not being able to walk, a dress that was continuously on the verge of riding up to expose you, and the knowledge of the company you were about to meet made you extremely grumpy. 

“Come on Y/n, it's gonna be fun. There’ll be some real cuties tonight and more importantly a nice open bar, calling your name,” she giggled and held onto my arm affectionately. Your mood lightened a bit. You couldn't stay mad at Eri for too long. She was your bestie after all.. The elevator took both of you up and the view of Roppongi got clearer. It was breathtaking and a small feeling inside your stomach fluttered and you felt happy. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad. If anything you could get a drink and hang outside. 

The metal door slide opened and you step onto the red carpeted hallway. You were surprised to see men, dressed in black suits, lined the way. They didn’t acknowledge you as Eri pulled you up to the end where two guards bouncers stood in front of two rather large Mahogany  doors. 

The one holding the clipboards looked at us expectedly, his stare slightly harsh as he waited. 

“Eri Shinomori”, your friend announced and held your arm a little tighter. “And she is my plus one! We’re here with Kimiko-”

To both of your surprise the man interrupts her by opening the right door, music and chatter on the other side. Eri squeals under her breath and walks you in with excitement. You are met by another man in a tux and he offers to take your coats and purses. Eri gives him her things and she tells him her name. You give your jacket but opted to keep your purse. After giving him your name he walked off and you two went deeper into the apartment. You gasped quietly.

It’s huge.

The place held well over fifty people, all standing around talking amongst themselves. Eri led you over to a couches by the floor to ceiling windows where a bunch of girls were sat, all styled and made up beautifully. They looked like a bunch of super models and much to you disdain the woman you least liked was seated in the center. 

Kimiko Yue. A friend you could not understand why Eri had. She was extremely rude and talked like she owned Tokyo. She took what she wanted and was unnecessarily cruel to anyone she didn’t see “worthy” enough to be around.  Her sharp eyes noticed you two as you got closer and she squealed in delight. 

“Eri-chan! You made it!” She got up and hugged your friend. She was quick to pull away and give her a once over. “That’s an interesting choice of shoe, kind of reminiscent of the girls at Fugo.”

Fugo was one of the lower end strip clubs out in Shinagawa. Your nose crinkled at the comment but you stayed quiet. It was never a good idea to take the bait. You fight the frown tugging your lips and pulled Eri closer to you. You wished you would have gotten a drink when you first got there. Kimiko’s  friends giggled around her and then she turned her attention to you.  The few moments of silence of her looking at you gave you time to prepare for her ridicule.

“Who’s your friend Eri.”

Here we go. 

It wasn't like you hadn’t met months ago, or that you just spent all last week going shopping with Eri, her and her little posse. On top of that you were also the only foreigner that hung out in that group you could call friends.

“It's Y/n”, you reminded her nicely, forcing a soft smile to appease her. “You look so pretty Kimiko.”

“Of course she does,” a girl hummed and sipped her drink. “She’s gotta look all nice for the birthday boy.”

They group went into a fit of laughs and giggles and then started talking as if you weren’t there. Doing you best to not roll your eyes, you offered to grab you and Eri some drinks. She nodded, half listening as she tried to jump rope into the conversation.  Despite the apartment being so big you were able to find the bar after you sifted through the crowd. There were only a few guests standing and you could collect yourself in peace.  Catching the bartender’s eye you ordered two gin and tonics before turning to look at the room as you waited. You could barely see Eri and the girls but they were still at the couches gossiping about something. A part of you was sure it was about you. While you had been “accepted” into their group you were still an outsider. And if you didn’t know how to speak Japanese you would have been shunned the moment Eri introduced you. 

Not that you would’ve minded. 

Girls like Kimiko, you avoided like the plague. They were mean and acted entitled. It never sat right with you to treat someone as lesser but Kimiko lived off of it. The life of a high end stripper had perks but you’d rather go to a small bar and play pool or something goofy like karaoke. Looking away you people watched. There were a lot of men talking quietly amongst themselves in small pods. Most with drinks, some with lit cigars.  It seemed less of a birthday party and more like a conference. Eri never told you who’s birthday it was but you supposed it didn’t matter. The only people you would know were Eri and her friends. Your eye caught a bunch of movement at the door as several men walked in, to your amazement, all strangely unique in their attire and image.

“Here’s your drinks,” the bartender caught your attention, setting the glasses down. You broke contact with the group and looked at the drinks. You gave the bartender a smile and thanked him before heading back to the group. As you got closer you stopped walking when you noticed they weren’t at the couches anymore. Glancing around you couldn’t spot Eri anywhere.

 Taking a moment to calm your rising anxiety, you thought how dumb you must’ve looked holding drinks, looking like you got stood up. You made your way to the windows and found the door leading to the patio.  There was a couple kissing  by the railing so you moved to the other side around the corner where there were some chairs and a small table. You sat one drink down on the glass table carefully before  taking a large gulp of the first. If you were going to be stuck at a party by yourself you might as well get drunk and enjoy the view in solitude. No one was going to miss you and you weighed that the sight of the sparkling city and the two drinks would be better company.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKEY!!” The crowd inside roared,  shaking you a little. You tried to peek from your seat through the window but everyone blocked your view of the man of the hour. Smiling and turning back in your seat you raised your glass to the city and smiled.

“Happy Birthday Mikey.”

You downed the first drink.

~ * ~

You hadn’t come back inside yet. It wasn’t so much annoying but frustrating. Mikey had noticed you the moment he stepped into the party. You were standing alone at the bar in a pretty blue dress. The fabric hugging you tightly and dangerously close to revealing your ass. His eyes followed the length of your exposed legs till they drifted up and lingered on your glossed lips, puffed out in a small pout. He wondered what had you in such a huff. It was his birthday after all and everyone at his party should be happy. 

The gang made their way towards the back where they normally sat and a happy squeal reached the head of Bonten’s tired ears. Looking over his shoulder one of his girls strutted towards him looking pretty and dolled up. He gave a soft smile as the blonde kissed his lips.

“Happy Birthday Mikey,” Kimiko cooed and touched his cheek, her manicured thumb rubbing against his lower lip. “Do you like the party?”

He hummed in approval and sat down on the black leather coach. Patting his leg, Kimiko promptly sat down brushing her thigh close to his crotch as she snuggled into him. She went off detailing everything she prepared and who was invited. Sanzu handed him a drink and he took a quick moment to watch you. You had moved to the center of the room, looking around the room confused and flustered. The subtle hue of pink heating your face. Seeing you hold a drink in both hands had Mikey’s lips twitch, close to dipping down into a frown. Who was the other drink for? Had you come here with someone? Why had he never seen you before?

You were completely ignorant to his stare unlike most of the guests who knew to be on alert if he wanted them.   But you were just in your own world oblivious of his existence. Why weren’t you over here, surrounding him like Kimiko was? Like the handful of other girls that just appeared. But you were looking for someone else.

Eventually you gave up and headed for the patio, careful not to spill the drinks. You slipped out of his view and then he frowned and leaned back displeased. He tried to stay in the conversation between Sanzu and Ran but his dark eyes flickered every so often back to the patio.

 Sanzu leaned over catching his mood change.

“Need me to take care of something?” The second in command’s blue eyes were alert and slightly dilated. When Mikey didn’t say anything the pinkette followed his gaze, curious what was on his mind.

Mikey stayed quiet and took another drink, keeping his gaze on the windows. 

At some point Kimiko must have got off him because before he knew it a cake filled with lit candles was pushed in front of him and her and the other girls were shouting happy birthday followed by everyone else. 

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKEY!”

Everyone moved in to watch him and his gut twisted. He didn’t want everyone looking at him. He tried to glance through the windows and see if you had finally come in but the crowd blocked his view. The silent pause pulled him back to reality and he realized everyone was waiting on him. Taking a deep breath he blew out all the candles and a puff of smoke tickled his nose and everyone cheered. He was handed another drink, this time from the younger Haitani who patted him on the back. 

Forcing a small smile, he felt a bit of relief as everyone spread back out in the room. 

“What’s up Mikey,” Mochi suddenly asked. Him, like the other executives, noticed the change in Mikey almost immediately.

Mikey watched Kimiko making her way back toward him, holding a plate with a piece of cake on it.  He stood up and looked at Sanzu. 

“I want to be alone.” A simple statement but Sanzu knew Mikey didn’t want to be interrupted from whatever caught his attention. So the mad dog smiled and stood up and bounced over to Kimiko before she could reach him.

“That for me Kimi-chan?” He grinned and gripped her hips. She hit his shoulder playfully and stuck out her tongue. “Don’t tempt me babe.”

“It’s for Mikey,” she tutted and tried to get around him but he wasn’t letting go. 

“Mikey ain’t hungry right now,” the executive cooed and brought his lips to her neck and nipped at the skin. “But I’m fucking starved.”

Kimiko hummed in delight and brought her free hand to his hair. “Sanzu~”

“You’ll feed me, right babe?” It was impossible to resist him when he asked so nicely. The blonde nodded and gave him a hot kiss before he led her off to a private room. 

Mikey was already at the door to the patio, Ran and Moichi close behind him. They got the hint and waited inside by the door so no one else would step out. It took him a moment to find you, but once he turned the corner he couldn’t miss you. Tucked away in the corner, staring at the city as you held a drink. His eyes flashed to the small table next to you, seeing the empty glass. Seems you were enjoying both by yourself. 

It didn’t take you long to finally notice him and he stiffened as your gaze shifted to him, bright eyes meeting his dark ones. It felt like he was on a rollercoaster when his tummy fluttered. Not wanting to be caught in a staring contest he looked out at the city but moved closer, hands slipping into his pant pockets. Now that he had your attention he felt weird. Exposed to your unfiltered stare. Sitting down in the empty seat he continued to stare out. 

“It's a nice view,” you hummed. He looked at you in slight surprise but was pleasantly pleased you started talking first. The friendly smile on your lips was a complete contrast to the pout you held early. He decided he liked both but the smile did something different to him.

“It is,” he agreed. 

The silence was back and he waited for you to say something else. But for some reason you thought your drink was more interesting. You kept your eyes down and swirled  the ice around slowly. 

“You want another?”

Your eyes widened  at his question, and you looked up at him. When his question finally registered with your brain you smiled but shook your head.

“Thank you but I’m okay. I just finished these two in less than a half hour,” you laughed and sat the glass down. “I’m planning on getting drunk but I should pace myself.”

That caught his attention. Why did you want to get drunk?

“Why’s that?” He probed and leaned back in the chair. “Not enjoying the party?” 

A buzzed giggle left your throat as you stared out.

“No, the party is good. I’m just not crazy about  the company here.”

He raised an eyebrow at your statement. 

“Oh?” He pulled his hands out of his pockets and played with his fingers, more curious than before. “Not a fan of the birthday boy.”

He tried to play it as sarcasm but he felt a little anxious to hear your answer. You shook your head.

“Can’t say I know him. I came here with a friend but her group of friends are a bit much for me. So I’m keeping a low profile tonight.”

Somehow Mikey knew exactly who you were talking about. Seems you had been introduced to Kimiko and he found humor in your reaction to her. She could be a brat when she wanted to. 

“I take it you met Kimiko.”

“You know her,” you sounded surprised.  Mikey tried not to smile.

“Most do.”

“Of course,” you mused, unconsciously grabbing  your drink to take a sip from the empty glass. Mikey caught it. You must be buzzed. 

“Y/n.” You introduced yourself and sat the drink back down.

Your name sat in his mouth. 

He wanted to test it out loud but chose silence to mask his excitement. He liked your name and for a fleeting moment he wondered what it would sound like saying it with you on top of him, head tossed back as you gasped his.

“Manjiro,” the name was out before he could stop himself. Why would he give you his name? To mask his slip up he looked towards the direction of  the door.

“Let me get you another,” he insisted. 

You stayed quiet for a moment then nodded., “might as well.” You tried to stand up but he was quick to grab your wrist to keep you seated. He shook his head.

“I’ll get it.” He rose and walked back to the door and opened it, mumbling to Ran to get him two whiskey sours before coming back to you.

It didn’t take you too long to get the courage to start a conversation with him. Asking him if he'd lived in Tokyo for long, what he liked to do for fun. He answered vaguely when you asked about his work and only hinted he was in the business world. He easily switched the conversation to your interest. 

“What’s your favorite treat, Y/n?” He finally spoke your name, finding pleasure in the way it sounded. It was exotic. He asked several questions. Where you were from, did you live in Japan, what you did for work. You blushed at the last question and confessed you were in between jobs. He nodded and both of you watched as Ran walked towards him holding drinks. He offered one to him first before giving the other to you. Smiling and thanking the newcomer, you took the drink. Nodding to the purpled haired executive to leave, he sat his drink on the table and focused on you once more.

“Are you gonna come to the after party?” He asked quietly, hoping to peak your interest. 

You hummed, taking a small sip. Shifting in your seat Mikey didn’t miss the view of your naked thigh as your dress rode up. You seemed unaware and he didn’t  feel the need to mention it. Your skin looked soft. His hand twitched, wanting very much to reach out and rub it.

“What’s at the after party?” Smiling, you gave him a playful grin and leaned back to further recline in your seat. You were trying to get comfortable. Mikey took the chance and turned his seat to face you, then reached forward and propped up your heeled feet in his lap, your ankle close to his groin. Thin fingers pressed into your calves and massaged them slowly.  

“I’ll be there,” he finally answered, hands creeping closer to your inner thigh to test the waters and see if you were interested. He watched you bring the glass back to your pretty lips and take a much larger drink. 

“I guess that's a pretty good reason,” your foot moved slowly, careful not to hurt him with your heel. A large smile spread your lips when the side of your foot touched his cock, not fully hard but getting close. “With my friend ditching me I suppose I don’t have any other plans.”

You hummed as he rubbed circles in your thighs. 

“Such service…” 

The look on your face was beautiful. The alcohol was getting to you now and your smile had softened, along with your eyes. Pink dusted your cheeks as you gave him a playful smirk, “pretty sure it’s not my birthday.”

 Mikey touched your skin in awe. It wasn’t like he didn’t have his fair share of people to grope and hold but something about you resting on him, his hands holding you felt good. Really good. He wanted more. He handed you his drink , gently tilting it for you to drink. You gulped twice before he pulled it away.

“Just cause it’s not your birthday doesn't mean you can’t get a gift,” he assured her.

“That’s bad etiquette,” you slurred in disbelief. A soft moan passed your lips as his hand traveled a little higher, fingers now pressed against the seat of your lace thong that barely covered your slit. The fabric was warm and damp. The thought of you wet for him had his cock twitching, now fully hard and pressed against his black pants.  

“What’s bad,” he murmured in your ear.

“The birthday boy gets all the gifts tonight-” the last part came out in cry. 

Mikey snatched your thong out of the way and sunk his ring and middle fingers into you. Soft gummy walls clenching around him as he slowly pumped into you. You were so wet and by the way you desperately clung to his shoulders, leaning in so your bodies were pressed close , you were very sensitive. 

“You wanna give me a present princess?” He mused and pulled you away from him so he could look right at your face. Pretty eyes full of want melted into realization.

“You’re Mikey,?” You blushed at the new information. 

“You call me Manjiro,” he corrected. 

You nodded, biting your lip in thought. He moved his fingers out of your slowly , pulling a pretty gasp. Watching him carefully you leaned forward and pressed your lips to his. He returned it and came down on you harder, thoroughly enjoying the way you tasted. All you could do was submit and lean back in your seat as he dominated you. His other hand grabbed at your breast, kneading it slowly. He pulled down the top of your dress to play with your nipples through the lace of your bra. He wanted to see them completely naked but had another goal that was more urgent. 

Kissing you one last time, he knelt down in front of you and spread your thighs wide. Your thong was soaked, familiar lace like your bra but it had turned translucent from your slick. Wet enough for him to see your pussy.  His breath on you seemed to wake you up a bit, you fully understanding the position you were in. You weakly pressed a hand to the top of his head.

“Manjio-ah…we should find a ro-omhmm-” You tried but he pushed his fingers back in. Mikey felt your muscles clench around him as he moved in and out of you. He snapped his eyes back up to your face and the look in his eyes immediately shut you up. Your lips pressed together to hold back your protest but was replaced by small whimpered as he fingered you. When you tried to look away, he tsked and reached to grab your chin with his wet fingers. “You said the birthday boy got all the presents ya? Then let me open my first one.”

Your hazy eyes blinked slowly as you nodded yet affirmation was cut short when he pressed his open mouth to your panty clad cunt. A heavy moan rumbled in Mikey’s throat as he tasted you, despite the barrier of fabrics but he wasted no time to savor you like this . Tilting his head up his nose brushed up against your clit, swollen and needing attention. His tongue  shot out and made small circles in the lace, making direct contact with your bud through the floral holes. When he felt he needed more, he hooked his finger around the fabric and moved it to the side. Laying his tongue flat he pressed it against your hole before moving up through your folds in one long stroke. Your thighs shook and you moaned his name louder.

 Fuck that did him in. 

Grabbing the fat of your ass he pulled your ups forward till they hung off the chair and he bent your knees back till they touched your shoulders.

“MmmManjiroo,” you whined, either from the discomfort of being bent back on the chair as you were or because now that your cunt was fully exposed and wide for him. His tongue sunk back into you, practically making out with your pussy.  A gasp that sounded more like an airy laugh hit the chill air.  Your fingers grasped clumps of his white hair, gently pulling him closer as you rocked your hips up into his face. His drool mixed with your juices, making a slurping wet sound as he ate you out. The both of you stayed like this for a while, Mikey humming in pleasure every time you came, sucking up your release like a thirsty kid at the water fountain.

 At some point he barely heard your weak pleas for him to give you a break. He supposed you gave him enough for now. 

Carefully,  he brought your knees back down and rested them on his shoulders while he stayed crouched. His stare was fixed on your fluttering pussy, watching the creamy drool leak out of you. Not able to resist he leaned forward and gave your cunt one more solid lick, cleaning you up as he did. Standing up in front of you, he decided it was time for the two of you to leave. He didn’t want to be there anyways, but he’d agreed to let Kimiko and the girls throw him a party. He fulfilled his promise.

He came, blew out his candles, and now got to open his  present wrapped up in the prettiest blue wrapping paper. He decided he liked you in blue.

“Let’s get out of here princess,”  he wasn’t asking you. He pulled you on your shaky feet and fixed your thong and dress. Bringing his fingers between your faces he rubbed your release between his fingers before he told you to open your month. Like the angel he knew you were, your lips parted and he stuck the soiled fingers in, pressing down on your tongue. You hands sought out his sleeve for support and you breathed and let him use your mouth. He pinched your tongue gently then pulled out. He quickly rewarded you with a deep kiss and hummed tasting you again. “We’re gonna go home kay?”

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