#i hope you guys don't mind the division bars

[raiiny-bay]

let the bodies hit the floor or whatever

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transcript:

[Ick enters the tavern and kills the four remaining patrons]

[Ick stands in the center of the room, surrounded by dead bodies and blood]

Ick's total kills: 4

Havoc: Ick, we have to go! There are guards coming this way!

[okinawa-division]

Rashaad's Thoughts on Naha Division

Ryūnosuke Sekiguchi

"My first encounter with Ryūnosuke could have gone better, I'll admit. We met a few years back when I inherited the bar from my old master. I decided to take a walk around the city to get more familiar with it. I spotted a young Ryūnosuke about to get into an altercation with some older boys who were bullying a young kid on a basketball court. Just as they were about to fight, I intervened and recommended we settle this the old-fashioned way: with a game of B-ball. Though the hoodlums had no reason to accept, they agreed with the five of them going up against Ryūnosuke and me, which I had no issue with.

"Despite the difference in numbers, the two of us managed to beat them. Though they didn't want to admit it, they were impressed by our skills. Ryūnosuke thanked me for my help and well... that's how we met and became, as he calls it, 'Friends of Justice'. I don't know what it's all about, really. But yeah, I was fine with it. Any chance to play some basketball, I surely won't pass up."

Kyō Sakuma

"Kyo is another good friend of mine. He often does his job as a lifeguard on the beach that's next door to my bar, so we're close enough to talk when we want to. With the way he talks about the ocean, I sometimes wonder if he's secretly a merman or something! He's a good guy if a little bit clueless. Like Miss Evelyn mentioned, I wonder if he realizes just how good-looking he is. I figured the number of girls that follow him into my bar and sit with him would be a big hint...

Naoki Hamasaki

"He was the last member of the team that I met. He came into my bar alongside Ryūnosuke and Kyō. At first glance, the guy does look like a female, and his voice changes don't exactly help matters. I think he secretly gets a kick out of fooling people with his gender. I don't mind much. You are who you are, and no one has a right to tell you otherwise. Other than that, he's also a really good actor, especially when it comes to Kabuki. Kind of fitting considering Kabuki plays had an entire male cast in years past."

Wild Shīnu

"I never thought these three would actually form a team together with each other. I've known them all for years and they never said anything about entering the D.R.B. But I guess they were forced to enter like many of the other divisions were. ...I know that sometime in the future, we'll have to battle each other to see which Okinawa team goes onto the finals in the tournament. I hope that no matter what happens, we'll still be friends in the end."

[nincompoopydoo]

LOVE IS STRANGE

PAIRING: Poe Dameron x reader WORD COUNT: 1.9k SUMMARY: The union of Ireca and Mohash may seem a typical cliche of love in comparison to your depressingly lonely state, but when a certain poster boy pilot emerges during the celebration, you wonder if love works in other underlying ways. A/N: I found this in my google docs, first written about a year ago. so, wohoo i present to you my first ever poe dameron content, i think? he's so charming and carelessly beautiful. please leave a comment and tell me what you think or what else you'll like to see from me 💖 gif by @john-seed from this gifst WARNINGS: mentions of alcohol and getting drunk, space swearing. support my writing through ko-fi💖 MASTERLIST

Love is strange. Delicate yet fierce. So forceful that it manages to seep through the cracks created by bombs and gunfire of war. Unexpected at times, appearing out of nowhere. Yet, it’s beautiful because it brings those with beautiful hearts and minds together, entangled in the constant dance of intimacy and devotion.

It’s what Ireca and Mohash have.

Ireca was from the Logistic division, a mechanic herself and your colleague. She was to be married to her long-time lover, Mohash, a flight engineer for the Cobalt Squadron. As far as cliches go, wartime love falls along the lines of a romance cliche. Yet, war was all you’ve known. It’s what everyone has ever known. It’s common to develop some kind of a feeling other than the constant emotions during battle—fondness, the feeling of falling in love with someone. It’s truly what we stay alive for.

Maybe that’s why you hate it so much. The absence of the feeling that everyone describes as so fucking amazing that it completes you. You feel empty most of the time. It’s definitely the reason why you put all your effort into fixing things you can rather than complicated problems and issues that continue to reside in your mind, especially in the wake of midnight.

You find yourself sitting by the makeshift bar, tucked away from the crowd of friends and colleagues. There’s music playing, the sound of drums, and the seven-string hallikset reminds you of your brief visit to Naboo three cycles ago. You’re nursing a warm cup of something that tastes closer to acid water than alcohol.

Ireca emerges from the crowd with flowers in her braided hair. She approaches you with a bright smile and calls out your name wistfully. You shoot a strained smile her way, feeling the bags under your eyes weigh a little more. “What are you doing here all by yourself, huh?” she asks, leaning against the bar with a gentle pat on your shoulder.

“I’m just really tired. Last night was rough. Plus, I’m behind schedule.” you sighed heavily, running your fingers through your hair. She flashed you a smile of sympathy as you continued, “I’m sorry, Ireca. Don’t let me ruin your night. Go, have fun.”

She raises an eyebrow as you take another sip from your cup.

"Go. I'm sure you don't want to miss Mohash's special performance." You gesture to a drunk Mohash, who seemed to be searching for the woman. Ireca merely laughed. "Oh, it sure is going to be special." With a gentle touch to your back and wave, you watch her make her way into the swarm of bodies. You're left alone once again.

You’re still trying to figure out how Mohash even got hold of any sort of alcohol and managed to smuggle it into the base. Someone must have nicked it during one of the previous missions in the Mid Rim.

You rub your eyes, half-awake at this point; your cup is placed beside you as you rest your head against your folded arms on the table. Your mind is in a daze and incapable of irrational thought, deciding it would be best to just camp out here, by the makeshift bar, for the night. You were too tired to drag yourself all the way to your quarters, which felt like miles away, in the first place.

As sleep began to weigh heavy upon your eyelids, you suddenly felt a sharp tap on your shoulder. A soft groan escaped your lips as you shifted your head, still resting on your arms, just enough to peek at your sleep intruder.

It’s Poe Dameron. Commander and Black Leader. Incredibly talented, confident, and effortlessly handsome.

Ugh, you hate this guy.

Yet, you don’t feel so tired anymore.

“Are you drunk?” There’s amusement in his voice with a tinge of mockery. It made you realize the stun you were pulling. Classic Dameron. It was supposed to be a happy ceremony, but it was truly Ireca’s fault for manipulating you into coming tonight. Parties, events, and social gatherings were never right up your alley. You prefer spending time with machinery and your greasy hands.

Poe’s eyes are gleaming under the fluorescent lights, filled with concern, but you spot the smugness in his emerging smile. A flash of a thought, you kind of want to feel his lips on yours. The image immediately stings. You want to gag.

Poe is irritating, arrogant, and careless. Not charming. Nope, definitely not charming.

You straighten yourself, trying to shake off the burning image, shoving it to the back of your head. You lift your head, propping your elbow on the table and resting your chin on the heel of your hand. “You actually think I’ll even touch that bantha shit?”

Tearing your eyes away from Poe, you reach for your cup only to realize it was empty. He casts you a look. Your eyes shoot daggers with an extended pointer finger his way, “Don’t you dare say anything, flyboy.”

Poe raises his palms in defense, lips pursing. “Wasn’t going to.”

You catch a glimmer of mischief in his eyes, one hand discreetly reaching under his tawny leather jacket. Then, a bottle of Corellian whiskey emerges, shining under the lights of the Resistance hangar. Your face lights up at the recognition of the bottle, memories of your rare trips to Corellia, sharing whiskey drinks with your colleagues. It was the only planet you’d been to ever since you joined the Resistance.

You’ve only tasted Corellian whiskey once because of how expensive it is. You’ll happily get drunk to that in a heartbeat. Drink the worry and sorrow away with the lingering taste of frankly exorbitant whiskey.

Like a child with grabby hands, you reach for the bottle, but as your fingers brush his, Poe quickly lifts it to the air and away from you. He smacks your hand away. You whine, feeling a little lightheaded. The contents of the mysterious drink are starting to kick in.

What the blinkin' mradhe muck was in that drink?

“What do you want from me? It’s not like I have a drinking problem.”

He’s giving you that look like he’s judging you, but with a hint of amusement at the slight tug of the corner of his mouth. “You definitely have a drinking problem, but... i'll let you drink this on one condition.”

“For kriff’s sake,” you mutter, rolling your eyes, glancing away. “I’m not doing any weird wacky favors for you, Dameron.”

He scoffs, expression bewildered. “Hey, I don’t ask for weird wacky favors,” He articulates his words with a defensive tone, index finger stretched to your face. You simply smack it away as Poe clicks his tongue and continues to clarify his proposition. “All I’m asking is for you to fix my ship.”

Your wide-eyed gaze flies to him, shaking your head furiously. “Oh, no, no. No. Never in a million cycles. Never in a million millennials. Nuh-uh—”

“Hey, quit being dramatic. It’s a simple job.”

Your eyes grow even wider, voice raising. “A simple job? You fly that ship of yours like we have hundreds of spare ones. I’m not putting all my time and effort into fixing a lost cause.”

“But you haven’t even—”

“No. I’m not fixing your ship, and that’s final.”

Poe blinks and you’re back to fussing over your empty cup. The chatter of the crowd grows louder as a group of pilots of the Cobalt Squadron began rendering verses of an unknown traditional drinking song to your ears. You steal a look to only find Ireca and Mohash amidst a dance, tangled in each other's arms.

He eyes closely, noticing the turn of your lips, trained eyes deem melancholy. He knows the face of a loner very well—usually recruits with lost family and homes. They enlist in a mass community of freedom fighters for the restoration of good in the universe, and to finally feel a sense of familiarity and belonging. He doesn’t know much about you but he knows you don’t truly have anyone to depend on but yourself. It’s the reason why you’re constantly fierce.

Poe clears his throat, shifting closer to you as he watches the way you carry your gradual gaze to hold his. They then flit to the space between the two of you, raised eyebrows acknowledging the weird close proximity of his presence to yours.

“Look, you’re the best mechanic there ever was and probably ever will be. So, fix my ship, and you get to have this Corellian beauty. All of it.” He sways the bottle in the air, but you don’t look at it.

“You know, that’s bribery.”

“Yes, and it’s working.”

You scoff. “No, it isn’t.”

Poe laughs. “Yes, it is. I can see it in your eyes.”

Another scoff, you look fully aggravated. “How dense do you think I am?”

“Oh, very, but let’s not get into that.”

Bickering was the only language the two of you spoke fluently when you found yourselves tangled in a conversation with one another. Thrown insults were spoken lies—saying you hate each other when you know that isn’t true. Well, at least you don’t mean it and you hoped Poe didn’t either.

You’re exhausted, physically and mentally. For once, kindness and acceptance seem to be the easiest route.

A sigh passes your lips as you blink up to the ceiling, sending a silent prayer for blessings from the Maker above. “You’re right. I am dense. Truly dense. So, yeah. Okay. I’ll fix that stupid X-Wing of yours.”

Poe blinks, dumbfounded. “Wait, really?”

With a roll of your eyes, they meet his very own wide ones. “Yes, really. Only because you complimented me. Now, hand me that Corellian whiskey before I change my mind.”

He then makes a sound that resonates between a cough and a pleasantly surprised laugh, eyes crinkling with delight. Poe happily and absentmindedly passes the whiskey to you, still reacting like your agreement is some sort of object of ridicule in the best way possible.

“Wow—Maker, you have no idea what kind of trouble you’re saving me from. If the General ever found out—man, pfft. Thank you. Thank you so much—”

A swift and unexpected motion, he is reaching you, palms clasp and either side of your face, and plants a quick peck on the side of your left temple.

Poe isn’t thinking straight.

There you are, mid-swig, lips so close to the rim of the bottle with eyes so wide. You steal a steady glance at the pilot whose expression seems to reflect yours. His hands are still on your cheeks. He’s unbelievably close to you and he’s staring with that stupid look of his.

‘Maker, preserve me.’

A cheer erupts from the crowd from across the space and just like that, the moment is gone. Whatever the moment even was. His touch is no longer on yours and his gaze shifting away.

The tension, however, is still very present.

You finally take a swig of the whiskey, wanting to ease the sudden tightness in your chest. You hum at the stinging sensation on your tongue. You catch a glimpse of Poe from the corner of your eye who busies himself with tapping his fingers nervously against the surface of the bar.

Then, in an awkward motion, you stretch your arm to him, offering the drink.

A beat. His gaze shifts between you and your hand. When he finally gives in, a smile curves upon his lips, fingers brushing against yours. They’re delicate and you smile at him. It's small, but it makes his heart skip a beat and you wonder to yourself about the strangeness of love.

[honeypirate]

Feet First

Obi Akitaru and Fem!Waitress reader

“His face smiles when he’s tense, he can’t help it” the man with the glasses says as you bring over more drinks. They were already a few in and were so far your favorite table of your shift. They were talkative and joking around, you loved it.

You tuck your drink tray under your arm and place your elbow on the high table, resting your chin on your palm as you gazed at the young man with a smile and unblinking eyes.

The handsome biggest man in the middle, the famous Captain of the Fire Force 8th division, stares at you with a grin and stars in his eyes “is that so?” you ask softly and lean in closer to the young man, hoping to see if it was true. You watched as the corners of his mouth twitched a few times as he tried to control it, you lean in farther and he can feel your soft breath hitting him as his face tenses into a smile.

You start laughing along with the handsome man in the middle, the one with glasses just takes a drink of his beer. “Sorry kid, I had to see it” he just nods, his cheeks turning as pink as his eyes.

“I think it’s really cute though. Dont worry” you wink at him before looking into the eyes of the one you were currently crushing hard for “do you guys need anything else right now?” you smile at him and his cheeks start to flush a little from your gaze “no, we’re good for now. thanks ..” he looks at your name tag, like he hasn’t known your name this entire time, “thanks y/n” you nod and turn around, heading back to the bar for more drinks for your other tables, feeling his eyes on you had made you grateful for wearing your good jeans tonight.

“Did you see who's at my table 12?” you whisper to your best friend and co-waitress, Jane. She slyly looks over your shoulder and then leans into your shoulder with a whispered squeal “oh my god y/n they are all so handsome, that one in the middle is SCRUMPTIOUS and aren't they..?” you nod “fire soldiers. I’m thinking about giving the one in the middle my number” she chuckles and her eyes widen in recognition “dude do it! That’s Captain Obi! He’s looked back at you like 50 times already”

You feel your cheeks warm up as you place the drink glasses on your tray and hold it above your shoulder as you turn back around, making eye contact with the Captain.

You smile at him and wink then smile harder, butterflies making your stomach flutter when his cheeks turn pink. You walk over to a different table, setting down the drinks and taking food orders, popping your hip out just a little extra because of their table directly behind you.

When you walked back to the bar and kitchen you set another glance over your shoulder at the Captain who was watching you, grinning when he winks at you this time. You feel your heart skip and you stick your tongue out at him just a little making him laugh.

After ten minutes of dealing with some kitchen problems you’re back out at their table “Here are your nachos and cheese fries” you place between them, all three moaning as they take bites immediately, not even waiting for the plates to touch the table. “You’re burgers will all be out shortly”

you chuckle as you set down the drink refills as well “thank you beautiful” Captain says and your cheeks flush “calling a girl beautiful when she doesn't even know your name, it doesn't feel right to me” you grin up at him and he returns it

“Obi Akitaru, now can i call you beautiful?” you nod with a flirty smirk “you can call me tonight if you want” he almost chokes on his drink and the kid next to him beats on his back a few times.

Guy with the glasses who you’ve heard been called Hinawa, just rolls his eyes and puts another chip in his mouth. If you spent long enough looking at him you’d realize how jealous he was, but you didn’t, your eyes easily found Obi again as you waiting for his response.

“yes! I would like that a lot ” his words stumble out and you chuckle, taking out your pad of paper and pen writing out your name and number with a small heart “here is my number. I look forward to hearing from you Obi” your fingers brush his when you hand him the paper and then you turn and head back into the kitchen for your other orders.

Hinawa rolls his eyes so hard it hurt.

You feel your phone immediately buzz in the front pocket of your apron and you chuckle as you slip into the back fridge to check. sure enough it’s from a new number asking when you get off work. You send back “45 minutes, what do you wanna do tonight Obi?” you squeal as you exit the fridge and go find Jane who was now sitting in her closed section because she got cut and closed.

You tell her everything and she quietly cheers for you before you have orders up to deliver, noticing someone else has dropped the burgers at their table.

After the dinner rush slows down, and you get a little more time, you notice the two other guys with him leave. you finish talking to your boss before going over to their table and clear off some of the plates “are your friends coming back?” you ask and he chuckles “no they’re going home, now i’m just waiting on you, doll” you grin as your cheeks warm again, your heart skipping as you refill his water glass

“15 minutes then I’m all yours” you heft the tray to your shoulder now covered in empty plates and glasses “i’m really looking forward to it.”

he hands you the black book with the bill and cash in it “ready whenever you are” you shove the book in your front pocket and laugh “see you in a bit” you say before walking back into the kitchen with a smile on your face and excitement in your veins.

You finish your silverware rolling and cleaning in the back, before sweeping your section and wiping off tables, making small talk with Obi whenever you are around him. Talking about when you started working there and how he hasn’t ever seen you since he’s been coming here for years.

You shrugged “i don’t know how you haven’t noticed me, I notice your handsome self every time you come in” you say and make eye contact with him smiling. Watching as he gets so flustered he speechless for a moment. He’s not a player, you can tell from his actions that this is new for him, flirting and having it be successful, he could hardly believe it. It’s why he switched to water after one beer that his big stature hardly even felt but he wanted to be clear headed with you.

You wipe off his table and pick up his glass “I can meet you out front in five minutes” you say and he hops off his stool “Okay, i'll see you in a bit beautiful” he winks and walks towards the front of the house, looking if his shoulder and smiling every few steps.

Your section is checked, your jobs are checked, and your receipts and cash are checked before your boss opens the safe to give you your extra tips from cards. Obi had surprisingly left you a hefty tip but you still had a great night with all your other customers. You shove your apron into your bag and pull out a sweatshirt and perfume. You take your hair out from it’s low pony and put on your hoodie, spraying it with perfume so you don't smell like fried foods and beer, before heading out to see what Obi had in mind.

When you exit he is waiting by the front door, looking up into the night sky before looking at you and grinning. He pushes off the wall and holds his hand out and you take his hand without hesitation, making him smile warmly.

“so where are we going tonight captain?” you ask and he chuckles, giving your hand a squeeze “it’s a surprise” you laugh until you notice you’re walking towards a fire force truck “we’re going in that?” you ask and stop in your tracks. Obi laughs at your reaction and nods “of course” you beam and start to bounce on your toes “this is the BEST” you say before practically dragging him with you to his truck.

“Okay put on your seat belt” he says but you’re too enamored by the interior that you don't really register. He chuckles before reaching across you to grab the belt “‘huh?” you say as you see his arm but it quickly grabs the metal end and pulls it out, clicking it in palace “sorry” you say sheepishly and he smiles “you’re so adorable” he says and you grin, your cheeks flushing “thank you, you're not so bad yourself hot stuff” he chuckles, holding out his hand again for you to take it before he’s backing out of the parking space.

“A park?” you ask as you hop out form the truck, he was holding your door open and holding your hand, helping you down. He nods “a park on a big hill on a nice night where he can swing and talk” you smile wide, hardly believing this big sexy man was taking you to a park so you could talk and star gaze. It was perfect.

“Race ya” you say and take off towards the swings “no fair! You got a head start” he says laughing as he runs behind you. You grab on to a swing just a few seconds before he did “i won so that means you have to give me something” he laughs “what would you like?” you both sit down in the seats of your swings as you think “hmmm” you walk backwards until you are on your tiptoes before jumping up and swinging forward kicking your legs out “is it too early to ask you for a kiss?” you say, boldly, and he laughs “i don't think so” he says and you look over at him, swinging at the same speed in tandem “perfect. Then that's what I want you to give me tonight” you can feel your cheeks are warmer than ever but your heart feels like it was on a swingset of its own. You cannot believe how bold you’re being tonight.

“So tell me, Obi. what made you become a fire soldier?” you lean back as you swing high, watching the ground come up to you quickly, feeling like you were on a roller coaster. He chuckles at you and then says “I wanted to help people” you can tell there is more to it but don't press him, he’ll tell you when he feels comfortable with you. “Do you like working at the restaurant?” he asks and you let yourself naturally slow down as you stay leaned back “mmhmm! I meant to only be there as a part time thing to pay for school but I really enjoy interacting with people. I’ve graduated already and can get a job in my field at any moment but I’ll stay here as long as I get paid well.” You lean back up to sit normally and smile at him when you make eye contact.

“What’s your field?” he asks as you both slow down speed “I majored in Biochemistry with a minor in chemistry” you place your feet on the ground to stop yourself and twist so you were facing him, he does the same and you lean in close

“i’m also a second generation” you whisper and then pull back with a little smile. He has wide eyes and a smile “seriously?” he asks and you nod, pulling a lighter from your pocket you flick it and the fire flies into your palm, you make it dance around your finger tips before closing it inside your palm and putting it out. “Mostly party tricks. My parents didn't want anyone to know so as a kid I always hid it. It actually works really well in chemistry so once i was an adult i decided to use it freely. My parents were just worried and did what they thought was best.”

when you look back up into his eyes he’s looking at you with stars in his eyes again he leans forward, capturing your face in his large hands “god you’re amazing” he whispers “can I give you a kiss now?” he asks and you grin with a chuckle, nodding your head in his hands and he quickly but gently brushes your lips with his own.

When he pulls back you’re smiling softly up at him with eyes so sweet he feels his heart melt for you. “Do you like pancakes?” He asks and you chuckle with raised eyebrows ”pancakes?” You ask and he nods with a chuckle

“I love pancakes” you say and he grins “Wanna have breakfast with me in the morning?” He ask as he’s standing and pulling you with him, his arms wrapping around you as your swings wobble back into place.

“I’d love to get breakfast with you” you say and he leans down to kiss you again “youre so beautiful” he whispers against your lips then you push up on your toes and seal your lips against his.

Your hands bury into his hair as his tongue licks against yours, making you chuckle softly as his hands reaches down and gripped your ass, pulling you up against him as he kissed you hard.

“Breakfast” he said after he broke away and his hands rested softly on your neck, his forehead pressed to yours.

“9am. I’ll pick you up” he says and you chuckle, giving him a soft kiss before taking his hand “can you also take me home tonight?” You ask and he nods with a laugh “of course doll”

He opens the door to the truck and helps you in, lifting you up and placing your butt on the seat before he steps on the rail and kisses you again.

he hops down with a smile and walks away to his door, turning the key as you put your seatbelt on this time, reaching out for his hand at the same time he reaches for yours. He chuckles softly as you bring his hand to your lap, his stomach filling with warmth.

He walks you to your door and leans down to kiss you, soft and warm, making your heart flutter and your spine tingle as he hugged you to his chest.

“I’ll see you in the morning beautiful” he says and gives you one last peck before he heads back to his truck, blowing you a kiss as you wait by door, waving as he drives off.

You close the door to your apartment and sigh as you lean against it. It seems too good to be true but his eyes are so honest you can’t help but trust him. God what a man. Your fingers brush against your lips softly as you smile and head deeper into your apartment. You know you won’t be able to sleep tonight, not with him on your mind.

[kamyru]

Romance MD: Always on Call characters as strange things me and my friends have ever said

Content warning: My friends and I are prone to make sexual jokes and use dark humor. Sorry.

Her Love in the Force version

Oops! I Said Yes?! version

Irresistible Mistakes version

Kasumi, to MC: You want this. You just don't know it yet.

Takado, to Kasumi: Your way to express yourself is a special case. My way is even more special.

Ekuni: How is sex distribution in English? Kasumi: Write 'sex' on the search bar and go to photos. Hosho: To videos. Takado: I'll leave you now. I don't want this to rub on me.

Hosho: I'm going to search for girls.

MC: Do you want to hear something funny? Asuka: Have you found a boyfriend? Does he have a good eyesight? I hope he doesn't mistake you with another girl. Boys do things like these from time to time.

Takado: Can you call this frustration? Hosho: All you need is a finger in the right place and everything will be good... I mean a finger in the socket.

Matsunaga, to Kasumi: Compared to a golden viper (Sen) and a fly agaric (Takado), you're just a little spoiled.

Sen, to MC, about Kasumi: Only I can call him cute, you just be polite.

Ekuni, to MC: We'll talk later, if you don't mind. But if you mind, we'll talk later anyway.

Ekuni, planning a trip around the world with MC: Don't worry about money. Just learn how to juggle. We'll stay on the side of the road and what do you think we'll do?

Hosho: Ekuni sleeps like Prince Charming after a battle.

MC: What will you eat in there? Takado: Oranges. MC: If you eat only oranges, everything that will remain form you will be a peel.

Sen: Why aren't you sleeping? Takado: I'm just happy. Sen: Did you fall in love? Takado: What love, for the God's sake? Sen: The God's love is named MC. It's not really a love, but we are content with what we have.

Hosho: It's enough to put two fingers in the socket and you feel so energized. Just like after a good sleep. Ekuni: A forever sleep.

Matsunaga: Where did you learn to be so cheeky? MC: If I tell you, you won't believe me. Matsunaga: Say it. MC: At the EICU.

MC, to Takado: Are you a fish? Because you're always sliding away from the subject.

MC: *uses sarcasm* Sen: That's your inner Takado talking. Hosho: Everyone has their inner Takado. Kasumi: Takado is 100% Takado, without additives and preservatives.

Missy: I just realize that I have Dr. Takado's personal phone number. Asuka: Fantastic. Please, don't delete it. You don't know when MC needs it to call him and tell him that he appears in her dreams. Missy: Naked. Asuka: Yes. And she will call him to ask him to get dressed.

Kasumi: If the road is too icy, you have to take someone's hand and walk like penguins. Ekuni: I once slid like this, with my other penguin. Kasumi: You weren't enough penguins.

Takado: What's your reason to be late? Did you hurt one of your knee's fingers?

Hosho: It's a hony situation.

Sen, to MC, about Kasumi: You say Kasumi is a safe place and a recharge for you. What the hell do you think he is? A zen garden? A book about spirituality and introspection?

Sen, to MC or Kasumi: I love you, 'cuz you're cute face and big bootie.

Kasumi: What did Santa give you this year? Hosho: Mental illness, the updated version.

Sen: Don't come in, Takado. I'll go to you soon and we'll both be outcasts. Kasumi: If you both stay outside and only I am on the inside, I'll be the outcast. Sen: No. You'll just be solitary.

Missy, to Asuka: We have to find a mutual boyfriend. So that we'll have more time for ourselves. MC: Don't think that anyone will disagree. Who's the lucky guy?

Hosho: Don't you think that Epiphysis sounds like a beautiful name for a girl? MC: And Pulvinar is a good name for a boy. (Pulvinar and Epiphysis cerebri, also knows as the pineal gland, are the components of the diencephalon. A division of the brain.)

Takado: My sister is worried and I make her worry even harder. Kasumi: There is nothing new.

MC: So, there's still an hour till the surgery begins. I can read another book. This one has 600 pages. I have to read 10 pages in a minute to finish it.

Takado: *Comes in the EICU office in the morning* MC: *Appears in the office, from the On-Call room, after 5 minutes* Takado: I thought you're not here yet. MC: Why? Takado: It was unusually quiet. MC: So what? Every time I'm here you hear me yelling "Aaaaaaah" and running from one room to another and that's what notifies you about my presence or what?

Content warning: Mention of sex, lub, period sex, blood, penis. MC: Why isn't period sex more popular when blood is one of the best lubs available? It's literally a non-Newtonian fluid that becomes thinner when the velocity increases. Asuka: Some people are grossed out by this. Also, there's a possibility to get an infection. MC: Then all the boys have to do is bathe their little friend in some alcohol. Missy: Taking into consideration that they say that hot temperature increases their size, they can also put it on fire. MC: Achieving incandescence is the most used method of disinfection in labs. *All the males from the medical staff in the background making a mental note to not date anyone from the trio*

[possiamo-andare]

No More Divisions - Chapter Three: The Jacuzzi

JJ x Original Character

I'd like to give a small shoutout to @fangirling-allday for giving me such a sweet comment. You have inspired me to write another chapter so this one is dedicated to you! <3

MASTERLIST

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If I could only describe Sarah's younger sister, Wheezie, in one word it'd be difficult. I've met her a total of two times and both times she's been difficult. She always has to put her two cents into every conversation and she asks so many questions.

Trust me, I love curious people but Wheezie isn't just curious, she's nosy. She's basically the stereotypical annoying younger sister.

With that being said, she no longer was difficult to me anymore. She was our hero. The cup with the string attached to it ended up being a makeshift phone where Wheezie could hear us from her room.

At first, Sarah was going to try and explain to Wheezie the truth but it was clear that within the first few minutes of talking to her, Rafe had gotten to her first and poisoned her mind.

So, since telling the truth didn't work, we decided to lure her into Sarah's room. Our plan was to get Sarah to fake cry hard enough to get Wheezie to unlock the door to come comfort her sister. When she opened the door, we'd then explain to her that we needed her to pretend to be us in the room as we slipped out the front door.

This plan was foolproof.

That is, until Wheezie asked a question we hadn't even thought she'd ask.

"If John B. didn't do it, who did?"

Sarah and I looked at each other as this child stood in front of us, begging to know the truth. We didn't know what to say. How do you tell a child that their brother was a murderer? Sarah shook her head at me. It wasn't the time nor place. Wheezie would find out eventually but not right now.

"We have to do something first," I say, crouching down to meet her gaze. "But you need to promise us that you'll be here for as long as you can."

Wheezie nodded, furrowing her brows together. I could tell she still didn't understand what was going on but she wanted to help out as best she could.

"Can you do that for us?" Sarah asked, her pinkie out towards her sister.

Wheezie nodded again, this time holding onto Sarah's pinkie finger with her own.

We tucked Wheezie into Sarah's bed and created another "person" under the sheets with a pillow and blacket so it would seem as if Sarah and I took a nap. After we said our goodbyes, we turned off the lights and quietly made our way downstairs.

I was barely breathing as we crept down the stairs, hoping not to cause a commotion even by breathing heavily. Once we successfully made it down the stairs, Sarah led me to the sliding windows in the back on the house. As Sarah quietly opened them, I was the lookout. I could hear the faint distance of talking with the tv drowning out what the actual words between the two people were. I could tell Ward and Rafe were bickering but I couldn't make out what they were saying, only that Ward was mad.

Sarah nudged me softly, getting my attention as she pointed to the open sliding doors. We quickly made our way out of the house before quietly closing the doors again.

After the doors were fully closed, we took off running. Sarah's bike was at the front of her house and now that it was darker, we were sure that Ward or Rafe couldn't see us from outside.

Once we found Sarah's bike, Sarah told me to sit on the handlebars as she rode out of the neighbourhood. She said she had a suspicion where John B. was and wanted to see if she was right. Once we made it out of the neighbourhood, we were swarmed with flashlights and dozens of people looking for John B. Apparently there was a $25,000 reward for whoever caught him and everyone in OBX was making it their mission to find him. People young and old, even children, perused the streets calling out for John B. as if there was any way in hell he'd answer back.

As we rode, we stopped to ask people where they were going. Some were going to the ferry, others were going to the docks where they knew many Pogues hung out but what we found was that no one was going to the Bell Tower, where Sarah believed John B. was. Although I wanted to go with her and make sure she was safe, I knew I couldn't go.

"I can't go with you." I say to Sarah as she peddles forward.

"What?" Sarah asks, holding onto her breaks as her bike comes to a stop.

"I have to go to JJ's house and help them. I'm sure they are doing something for John B. there. They need my help more than you do." I say, getting off the handle bars and crossing my arms over my stomach this time.

Since my clothes were stained with blood, Sarah lent me her clothes. Everything she had was cropped which wasn't usually my style but it was the only option. I had changed into a purple tube top with black ripped jean shorts and although Sarah said I looked awesome, this cropped top made me super self conscious.

"Okay. I'll give you JJ's address and you help him and Kiara and Pope. I'll find John B. We'll meet at the JJ's father's dock at 3pm tomorrow. Okay?" Sarah smiles at me, grabbing my arm for a moment to reassure me. She tells me JJ's address and I repeat it back to her to remember it.

I nod to her as a way of saying bye. "Okay. See you tomorrow. Stay safe until then."

We both smile at eachother and then briefly hug. It's weird that even in a time like this, where our lives are literally in shambles, we still have the time to smile and hug eachother.

"Love you Callie." Sarah whispers to me as we hug.

I pull away from her. "Love you Sarah."

And with that, Sarah is off again. She peddles away from me, not looking back once. I stay completely still until I can't see her anymore. Until she's into the woods so much so that she becomes a dark little speck.

Once Sarah's completely gone, I take off running like a madman. I run on the pavement, my sneakers slamming down on the sidewalk the faster I run. I run down one street and turn and then turn again. I continue to run until I don't recognize the houses as Kook houses but Pogue houses. I run until I get to JJ's street and I count the number of houses I pass until I come upon JJ's.

JJ's house is more like a shack than a home. A home is where you feel safe and cozy. I don't think I'd ever feel safe here. The screen on one of the sides of the house is ripped. It looks like somebody ran through it and I wouldn't be surprised if someone did. JJ had a reputation after all. He got into fights, stole, and hated Kooks. He hated them so much that he'd start fights with them for no reason. This made me question why he was so nice to me. I understood why he was nice to Sarah, but why me? If I was a Kook and he hated Kooks, why was he nice to me?

I decide that since it's so late, not to ring on the doorbell but instead make my way to the backyard and see if anyone's there. Once I get closer to the backyard, I hear people talking and I hear a distinct voice. I recognize it as Kiara's.

"Pope make sure you get two gallons of gas. Not one. He'll need two if he's ever gonna cross the border."

I try to make my way quietly over to them but a stick breaks under the pressure of my foot and it makes a loud noise.

"Who's there?!" JJ yells from his place on the jacuzzi.

Wait. A jacuzzi? Why does his house look like a shack, but he has a jacuzzi.

It was dark when I first arrived but someone turned on the lights and I soon see all three of John B.'s friends much more clearly. Pope is sitting on the floor beside Kiara who is sitting on a chair in front of JJ, who is sitting on the ledge of the jacuzzi. They all look very happy to be with one another, even though something bad is happening to their friend. I guess that's what happens when your only family is your friends; you're always glad to see them.

"It's me, Callie." I say, loud enough for them to hear. I'm only 10 feet away from them now and I can see all of them turn around in shock this time. JJ is literally so shocked to see me he stands up to greet me.

"C-callie." JJ stutters.

"Where's Sarah?" Kiara asks, walking up to me and giving me a hug. I return it with open arms.

Kiara was always so nice to me even if Sarah and her didn't get along.

Sarah always told me not to talk to Sarah but Kiara and I shared the same biology class and our interest in the environment allowed for us to bond. We were never close and rarely spoke outside of school but she was a sweet girl and I'm so glad Sarah and Kiara are friends again. Maybe after all of this is over, we can finally hang out. If all of this ever is over.

"She's looking for John B. She says she knows where he is." I reply as Kiara pulls away from me and I get a chance to greet everyone.

I hug Pope briefly. He was always nice to me whenever he saw me with his father and I think we've talked about four times. Each time he was sweet and very pleasant so I'm glad he's here to help. I can tell he's very on edge about the whole situation and I'm not surprised if I look as nervous as him.

Then there's JJ. I make my way to him and give him an awkward hug. He pats my back and then we quickly move away from each other. I've never talked to him before and I've never heard good things. Yet, all of those bad things were from Rafe and he's not exactly a model citizen. I decide to see how he is now and make my own decisions about his personality.

There's a small amount of silence that passes through us and Pope breaks it by talking. "Did you actually see Rafe kill the Sheriff?"

I nod. Kiara, JJ, and Pope all look at eachother in disbelief. They knew Rafe was crazy but never like this. I don't think anyone could think Rafe could do this, no matter how cruel he was.

I want to change the subject so badly that I end up asking, "What were you guys just doing?" I glance at the notebook on Kiara's chair.

It has all their names on it with different things to do. Pope is supposed to get two gallons of gas, Kiara is suppose to get food from her parents restaurant and JJ is supposed to get his dad's keys. This is definitely a list of things for them to do but I don't know what for.

"We're getting a boat for John B. with food and gas so he can get away." Pope answers me.

I look to Kiara who is not meeting my gaze. "I thought we were gonna clear his name."

I hear JJ scoff from behind me. "Yeah, we tried that. These officers have tunnel vision. John B. has to leave, at least until we can clear his name."

I turn and look to JJ. I could tell he's been observing me since I came. I know he doesn't trust me like Kiara and Pope do. I dont know why but my gut tells me it's because I'm a Kook and he hasn't had the best experiences with Kooks.

"How can I help?" I ask, turning to face everyone. They've all gathered around me now and I'm ready to hear what they have to say.

"JJ is gonna give me a hand with getting all of John B.'s food. You can help. We need some extra hands." Kiara says, grabbing her notebook and writing it down.

I nod. "Okay."

"Well," JJ sighs, looking to Kiara. "I hope you know what you're doing."

Kiara rolls her eyes at JJ and then looks to me. "I do."

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After each plan is made down to the last detail, I finally feel a little at peace. The final plan is that Pope is gonna take two gallons of gas from his dad's shop and try not to get caught (I hope that Mr. Heyward is not too pissed off). JJ, Kiara and I will get food from her dad's restaurant for John B. for at least two weeks. And JJ will steal the keys to his father's old racing boat. We will all meet at the garage where the boat is at the bring it back to JJ father's dock for 3pm tomorrow.

After everything is written and memorized, we all lay blankets down on the floor and decide to sleep. I take the edge and Kiara takes the other. Pope takes a spot beside Kiara while I get stuck with JJ. I'm not facing him when he lays down so I can't tell if he's disappointed or not but I can imagine he's not exactly thrilled to sleep beside me.

"Night." Kiara yawns before turning over. Pope does the same and before I can reply, I hear their soft snores.

JJ says nothing to me and I actually like it that way. I'm beyond exhausted and I don't want to have to deal with him if he's just gonna be cruel. He hasn't be outright mean to me but he hasnt exactly been hospitable while I've been here so I'm a little scared to talk to him alone.

Five minutes later, I'm asleep and dreaming. Except dreaming is supposed to be fun but this is a complete nightmare.

I see the sheriff on the floor like how I did this morning and I try to rush towards her. I'm calling out to her and running as fast as my feet will take me but she's just getting father and farther away. I am forced to watch her bleed out but I'm not getting any closer. I look down at my feet and see that my feet are stuck in cement and I can't move them. I'm yelling to the Sheriff but she can't hear me. I'm drenched in blood and I see Rafe. He's looking right at me. I call to him and he laughs and lifts his right hand to point a gun at me.

Before I can scream, I wake up. It's almost dawn now and the space where JJ was sleeping is empty. I sit up and look around.

Kiara and Pope are still sleeping. They look so cute cuddled up together. I look around more, trying to find JJ. I finally find him in the jacuzzi.

The water is up to his chest but the jacuzzi is not on. He's just sitting in a jacuzzi that's not on which has to be one of the most depressing things I've ever seen. My heart aches for him. There is something up and I want to make him feel better.

I stand up and walk towards the jacuzzi and where JJ is sitting. He's playing with the water and moving it with his hands. I don't think he realizes he's even doing it. Once I get to the jacuzzi, I rest my elbow on the ledge and JJ finally sees me.

"What are you doing up?" He asks, a little surprised to see me.

"I should ask you the same thing." I smirk, letting one of my hands touch the water. It's hot. He must've just got in.

"I can't sleep." He says. He seems detached and cold, as if he doesn't want to talk about something.

"Bad dream?" I ask. I don't mean to pry but sometimes I can't help it. Especially when someone is feeling sad. I want to help.

JJ nods. He quickly looks up to me but then quickly looks back to the water.

"Same actually." I sigh, my hand now also absentmindedly playing with the water.

"About the Sheriff?" JJ asks, actually holding eye contact with me this time.

I nod. "How did you know?"

"You were yelling her name." JJ answered, closing his eyes for a second to take a deep breath. "This jacuzzi actually helps me with my anxiety alot. Especially with nightmares."

"Really?" I ask, a little skeptical on why he's brought this up.

"Yep." JJ nods, finally moving closer to me. "Would you like to come in?"

I don't know whether I should or not. On one hand, I barely know this guy and he's already indirectly asked to to strip and get into a jacuzzi with him. On the other hand, I bet that hot water would feel amazing on my skin and very relaxing. Even though my better judgement tells me no, I go against in. I might get arrested for aiding and abetting tomorrow so what the hell.

"Okay, but close your eyes until I get in." I narrow my eyes at him, being a little sarcastic but at the same time I'm completely serious.

JJ rolls his eyes. "Please, don't flatter yourself Kook."

I frown. "Just do it."

JJ nods and closes his eyes and then covers his closed eyes with his hands. Once I know he's not peeking, I take off my sneakers and unbuckle my jeans. I lift my tube top over my head and lay it neatly beside all if my other clothes. Now I'm in my black underwear and pink strapless bra. I curse Sarah in my brain. If I knew a boy was gonna see my bra and underwear today, I would've told her to make them match.

I slowly get into the water as JJ sits across from me, hands still over his eyes. It's really warm and my skin starts having goosebumps the more I emerge myself in the water. Once the water gets to my shoulder, I shudder a little. This water feels amazing on my muscles. I've been running around and fighting all day yesterday that I completely forgot what it did to my body. Now, I realize how achy I really am.

"Okay." I say, my hands absentmindedly playing with the water between my fingers.

JJ finally uncovers his eyes and opens them. When he does, there's a smirk on his face. And it's directed towards me which is super surprising.

"Feels nice, right?"

I nod and continue to play with the water. "What's this beauty's name?"

JJ smirks. "Finally someone who appreciates the finer things in life."

I laugh. "I'm thinking Cherry." Cherry was a Kook JJ had slept with last year and I had only heard about it because she had slept outside his house overnight to prove her devotion to him. It was just about the funniest thing ever. Sad to say it didn't work out between them.

JJ rolls his eyes. "Although that is a very good guess, it's actually called cat's ass."

I snorted. "You weirdo."

JJ rolls his eyes. "I think it's weirder you remember Cherry. You obsessed with me or something Callie?"

This time I roll my eyes. "Cherry was the funniest story ever. The day I start to like you JJ is the day of my demise."

"Well, I think this is the start of your demise then."

I don't say anything but I kinda know JJ's correct. Before long there's a silence between us. It's not like last time. This time, it's a comfortable silence. Like we're both just relaxing together and not worrying about John B. or Sarah or the Royal Merchant.

"What was your dream about?" I ask, my eyes closed now. I could fall asleep like this if JJ wasn't here.

When JJ doesn't answer me, I try not to take it personally. Only when I hear the water moving a little too loudly, I open my eyes. JJ is moving towards me and now I'm super aware that I'm basically naked. In an attempt for him not to see my bra, I cross my arms over my chest.

When he finally sits beside me, he speaks, "You don't wanna know."

I scoff. "Oh yeah, sorry my little privileged ass could never handle your mind." My tone is dripping with sarcasm and JJ is smiling as I speak.

"Yeah basically." JJ confirms, only making me more pissed off.

"I know that my demons could never compare to yours, but I have them too." I roll my eyes at him and look to the water, away from his gaze.

"What demons? You're a Kook." I could feel his smirk as he said this.

I look back to him. "Being a Kook doesn't protect you from the bad shit in life. Hasn't what's happened yesterday proved that?"

JJ doesn't answer me. For a moment, he's just taking in what I've said. I don't think anyone's ever done that. I don't think anyone's ever just thought about what I said so deeply as JJ is now.

Finally, he speaks. "Are you still with Rafe?"

I scan JJ's face for a moment before answering. Does he wanna know because he thinks I'm gonna betray them or because he wants to know if I'm taken. I can't tell but either way I'm gonna answer him.

"No, we broke up weeks ago." When I answer, I make sure to see JJ's reaction but he gives me no reaction. This guy is really good at hiding his emotions.

"Cool." I want to ask him what he's thinking but I can't.

I want to look away from him but I can't. JJ is acting so differently from when I first met him that I can't help but start to like him. He's already changed his views on me by talking to me. I know he'll never like or trust me 100%, but to know he respects me enough helps.

There's been a long silence between us and I want it to end.

"So," I say, wanting this awkwardness to stop. "What was your dream about?"

JJ takes a deep breath and looks away from me. We must've been staring in each other's eyes for 10 minutes. It feels like that anyways.

He doesn't answer me again, just stands up from the jacuzzi and hops out. He grabs a towel that was hanging from a wire and dries off his swimming trunks before hanging it back up on the wire. Then I see it. There's purple spots all over his torso. He looks like he just got into a fight and he wasn't the winner. I look for defensive wounds but there's none I can see. Taking a beating and not defending yourself does not seem like something JJ would do. I realize that maybe he didn't fight back because he cared for the person beating him.

As he puts on his shirt, I speak up. "Did your dad do that?" I'm still in the water and I feel a little colder now that JJ is no longer inside.

He looks up at me once he has his shirt on. "We all have different demons Callie. Some are just worse than others."

And with that, he's walking back to where Kiara and Pope are sleeping. And I'm stuck here, in a jacuzzi I don't even want to be in anymore. It's not the same without JJ.

[toutallyahoe]

I Am Damaged ~ Midoriya Izuku (BNHA)

Requested By: --

A/N: im dick nice guy so here's a one shot of the sweet boi :)

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Izuku sighed as he trudged each step he took along the stairs to go to school's rooftop to meet up with his only friend in Aldera Junior High. '[Name]-san was really mysterious when he asked me to meet him at the rooftop after classes.' The green haired thought as he remembered the other male did not attend classes for the past few days too.

After awhile of walking up the stairs, the green haired saw the familiar metal door that was leading to the rooftop. Izuku quickened his pace a bit, but not that much to cause him to slip.

Well, he almost slipped but he manage to grab the stairs' railing to balance himself. A relieved sigh left his lips as he shuddered the thought of falling down the stairs if he did not managed to catch himself.

'I-I need to be careful...' The green haired male thought as he sweated a bit. His hands was already back to gripping the yellow colored strap of his bag. Getting to the door, Izuku opened it and quickly went outside the school to be at the rooftop. He scanned the area to find the [Hair color] haired male.

His lips formed a large smile to see his friend there in his casual attire. He was about to shout the [Hair color] haired male's name until he found himself he can't. A large lump on his throat blocking the [Hair color] haired male's name from coming out.

Izuku would have been happy to see the other male until his green colored eyes saw where the [Hair color] haired male was. Izuku's eyes stared at the scene in front of him in horror. His iris' shrunk as he looked at the back of the male. [Name] was only gripping the steel bar of the school's railing with both of his hands, body tilting forward that only one slip can make the [Hair color] haired male drop to his impending death.

Izuku's lips quivered as he was frozen. His feet stuck to the floor as he shook in fear. His yellow colored bag was already on the ground, forgotten, as he just stared at the back of the [Hair color] haired male. [Name] seemed to noticed his presence as he tilted his head to the side, giving Izuku a sided glance as he then look back at the scene bellow him again. Not minding his friend shaking in fear for his well being.

"[Na]... [N-Name]-san...?" Izuku managed to stuttered out as he look at the said male. [Name] only look below him, not even responding when Izuku called him out again. Eyes threatening to let the tears fall down as Izuku trembly clutched the material of the front of his black colored uniform. "P-please..."

"Izuku-kun," The said male just looked at his friend. His body still trembling as he did not know why the male would be in a dangerous situation. The green haired male was about to tell [Name] not to do what he think he is doing when [Name] finally said something again. But the male's words did not relieved the green haired boy's scared behavior.

"I am damaged. Far to damaged," The [Hair color] haired muttered but Izuku still managed to hear it. He tried to think this was just a nightmare. His body continue to tremble but he finally found himself moving again. Each step he took, desperate to get closer to his friend until [Name] looked at him again, a narrowed look on his face as he side glace Izuku that made him paused in getting near him. "but you're not beyond repair..."

[Name] shifted his body a bit, carefully putting his foot on the small excess concrete located on the side of the building as he finally faced Izuku's direction. A small smile formed on his face as his gazed soften. "Stick around here," He pause for a bit, until he locked at Izuku's green colored eyes with his [Eye color] colored ones. "make things better..."

"'Cause you've beat me fair and square..." Izuku did not understand what the male was saying but his green eyes widen at that line. "[N-Na--]" The green haired male could not bring himself to call out his friend's name. He saw the familiar blue colored aura surrounding the male's body, indicating he was using his quirk.

"W-what's your quirk, [Last name]-san?" Izuku curiously asked out of a blue. Remembering his manners, the green haired boy stuttered out, "I-if you don't m-me asking, that is!" This cause the other male to chuckle at the green haired teen. "Ah, don't worry about it Midoriya-san!" The [Hair color] haired male said as he picked up the ramen noodles and place it on his mouth. Currently the two were in a small ramen shop to get to know each other.

Finishing chewing his food and swallowing it. [Name] looked at green haired male beside him and grinned. "My quirk is not that special, really. I can produce this blue colored aura out of my body in a fifteen meter radius..." [Name] said as he then remembered. "Oh! It's also super hot." He said as he let out an amused laugh when he saw Izuku took out his notebook and wrote down what he had just said in a blank page.

Hearing the other male's laugh, Izuku could help but heat up as he quickly look at the other male. A smile on his lips as he shyly hid himself on his notebook. "S-sorry. It's m-my hobby to write e-every quirk I see..." Izuku shyly said as he peeked and saw the [Hair color] haired male smiled at him, causing him to hide his face again.

"Hey, I don't mind." [Name] shrugged as he patted the shy teen's back. He gave a thumbs up with his other hand to encourage the male. "If you like, I could tell you more about my "interesting" quirk." The [Hair color] haired suggested as he air quoted the word "interesting", making Izuku brighten up and giggled.

[Name] looked away from his friend's trembling form as he shifted his gaze to the floor, increasing his quirk's power a bit. "Please stand back now..." The [Hair color] haired male said as he heard the patter of Izuku's footsteps. "A little further..." The male muttered. Izuku could only shake, his eyes fixacated on his friend. He flinched a bit when his friend's quirk neared him a bit. "Don't know what this thing will do..."

"[N-Name]-kun..." The green haired muttered to himself as the said male raised his head to look at his. Izuku couldn't help but tear up when he saw the broken expression on his friend's face. "Hope you'll miss me..." Izuku's throat felt dry as he tried to step closer to the male but reeled back because of the heat the blue aura [Name]'s quirk produce.

"Izuku-kun, good morning." Izuku couldn't help but heat up when he heard his first name left the [Hair color] haired male's lips. His body trembling a bit as he slowly faced the other male who greeted him with a smile. "I... I-Izuku?!?" The green haired male questioned as he look at the male, beet red.

"Huh?" The [Hair color] haired male tilted his head a bit to the side as he gave a questioning glance on the shy boy. He pondered a bit on what could cause the green head such a reaction other than his shyness until he finally processed what he called him.

"A-ah! S-sorry, I t-though since we were friends we could call e-each others first names!" The [Hair color] haired male stuttered out as he waved his hands in front of himself. A small pink blush on his cheeks could be seen.

"Wish you'd kiss me..."

"I just don't get this one Izuku-kun!" [Name] frustratedly shouted as he glared at text book on his hand. The other boy let out a small giggle as he tried to explain the problem to his friend. "It's not that hard [Name]-san. You just gotta write the number here since they had the same form then subtract their signs as they showed division." Izuku explained as he look at his friend who groaned.

"No, it's to hard! Who even invented math anyways?!?" Shaking his head, Izuku quickly peck [Name]' cheek. It was no doubt his face was red and looking at the [Hair color] haired male beside him, a pink taint on [Name]'s cheek. Shyly, Izuku smiled at that.

"If you get this problem right, you'll get a kiss again [Name]-san..."

"Then you'd know I worship you..."

"Man, Izuku-kun, I kinda envy you." The [Hair color] haired male nonchalantly said out of a blue as he looked at the blue colored sky with his [Eye color] orbs with utter boredom. His arms crossed on his back head as he lay on the grassy ground.

Hearing what the [Hair color] haired male beside him said, Izuku let out sputters of incoherent words left his mouth as he quickly sat up from his laying position and stared at the male with shock and disbelief.

Briefly looking his friend's shocked form, the male continued on what he was saying. "I mean, you never gave up despite everyone doubting you, ya know?" The male said as his lips formed into a small smile. "Even when everyone is trying to bring you down, you never gave in and continue to press forward..."

[Name] shifted his body a bit to look at the green haired teen. A small grin on his face as he chuckled at the beet red teen. What left his mouth again made Izuku stuttering a lot as he just laughed and patted his friend's back.

"I kinda worship your determination, Izuku-kun!"

"I'll trade my life for yours." Green eyes widen as Izuku tried to go urge himself to run faster. His heart beat was beating quite fast as the adrenaline kicked in his system. His right arm trying to reach his [Hair color] haired friend.

"[Name]-san?" Izuku softly said as he stared at his friend. The [Hair color] haired male looked so utter broken and the bruises on his face made the other flinch at looking at them. Some parts of [Name]'s black uniform had been burnt as a few first and second degree burns on his [Skin color] skin can be seen. "[Name]-san... A-are you okay...?"

"Izuku-kun," The said boy let out a shaky sigh as he tried to get closer from his friend but paused when [Name] sent him a small smile. It wasn't the same smile he had seen in the past. This time, this smile didn't reach his eyes and Izuku didn't like it one bit. Not at all.

"sometimes you're very lucky to not have a quirk at all..." The tone of the male made Izuku flinch. It sound so broken and lifeless. Not at all like the [Name] he used to know. "[N-name]-san..." Izuku muttered as he look at the ground. "Y-you don't mean that..." [Name] let out a dry chuckle escape his lips as he look at his hands. A blue taint glowed as he stared at it with hatred and despair. "Yes, I do... Izuku-kun..."

Silence developed the two as [Name] raised his head and looked at the sky. It was already in a taint off pink and orange glow. The [Hair color] haired student stood up from his sitting position and dusted himself off, minding not to touch his injuries. As he finished, he began walking away.

Passing by his friend, he bid his good bye to the green haired boy. As he finally arrived at the metal door of the rooftop, he paused for a bit and said to Izuku which made the said boy immediately turn around and shouted his [Name].

"Sometimes, I wish I could trade my life for yours..."

"Oh my G-god!"

"And once I disappear..."

"Wait, hold on!" Izuku begged as he came into a full sprint. Each step he took made his legs hurt but he did not care for that. Even when the blue aura was slowly penetrating his clothes and burning it a bit.

Despite the pain he is feeling because of the male's quirk. He ran faster to the male who gripping the railing with just one hand now. "Clean up the mess down there..." [Name] looked at him when he uttered those words. His [Eye color] eyes that once shone with light was filled with sadness and despair. An apologizing smile on his face as look at Izuku.

"Not this way!" Izuku screamed as he was tried to change his friend's mind. Tears cascading down his face as his eyes pleaded for the [Hair color] haired male to not do it. Izuku's body forcefully stopped himself running as he panted, his gaze still not leaving [Name]'s form as the blue colored aura slowly disappeared. Leaving faint traces of it in their surroundings.

"[N-name]-san..." Izuku muttered as he looked at the male in the eyes. "O-our love i-is... God..." Izuku muttered as he gave a quivering smile to his friend. Silently telling that it's alright. "Our l-love is God... [Nick name]-kun..." The said male only gave him a close eyed smile until he look back at the ground. It was quiet for awhile and Izuku thought it was alright. That his friend won't do it.

"O-our love is G-god... Right?"

"Izuku-kun..."

But what he heard next made him scream in horror. He tried to reach the male as fast as he could as he sprinted to him.

This was just a dre-- no, a nightmare.

A horrendous nightmare...

It was not real...

Izuku screamed as he tried to reach out on the smiling male with all his might. His green ords widen in horror as he saw the male let go of the rails.

"I'll say hi to God..."

"Live well..."

"[NAME]!!!"

CRUNCH

[kazlifeadventures]

Cruising to the end!

This cruise was a last last minute decision, encouraged by my friend Jas in Trini (and some of my friends back home). I'd cruised before, but never solo. Let alone solo in a foreign country! The over night ferry cruises to get to Germany last month don't count..

Any way turns out cruising Americans love that Aussie accent to.. somehow I met this amazing couple from Maryland on the first night. We clicked and ended up spending at least part of each evening together. Great minds think alike (and have the same drink/bar tastes)...

This cruise was a 7 night Eastern Carribean adventure taking in 3 ports out of Fort Lauderdale.

Sint Maartens / St Martins island was amazing. It blows my mind that such a tiny place is literally split in two. France owns the 53km sq northern side of the island where it's known Saint Martin with its capital Marigot. This area is wholly part of France, and as such they are part of the European Union. The currency is euro (although mist places will also accepr US dollars) and the people speak French as well as English.

St Maartens, on the Southern Dutch side with its capital of Phillipsburg is the smaller portion of the island at 34km sq. Where it's small in stature is made up by controlling the largest port and being able to accommodate the large cruise ships. This section is technically one of four constituemt countries that form part of the Kingdom of the Netherlands. Here they currently accept the Netherlands Antillean guilder (this is changing soon!) as well as US dollars.

The island itself was discovered in 1493 by Christopher Colombus, and at one stage was major producer of salt via a multitude of salt ponds some of which are still visible (but no longer used) today. The division between the 2 countries dates back to 1648, where the Dutch and the French finally agreed to split the territory via signing the treaty of Concordia. As you go from one side to the other it's clear how much emphasis on looking after the country has been placed by their respective governing bodies. Fun fact - as small as it is, it is still an international call to call from one side to the other! Oh, and the main airport on the French side is the one where they fly over you on the beach and you have to hang on to the fence to stop blowing away...

I did a bus tour to both sides of the island taking in the crazy iguanas in trees... seriously those things were huge and everywhere! I then spent the remainder of my day in Phillipsburg exploring it's gorgeous little streets and architecture, hanging on the fabulous beach, drinking beer and eating jerk chicken...I like to call that 'full immersion '😁

Then we were off to overnight to our next stop. San Juan, Puerto Rico. This one was an oddly short stop, which I found out later may have been due to some very high port costs (apparently US port areas charge steep fees based on time in port making it less cost effective to stay longer). Anyway we technically had about 6 hrs in port. After a leisurely start that saw me trying to convince myself to get off the boat, I wandered ashore with half a plan and ended up walking around the old town and city area for a good 2.5 hrs. Puerto Rico is classed as a US territory, so rather than being governed wholly by the US and it's constitution, it's kind of like the US over sees what goes on but the country govern themselves and follow parts of the US constitution. It's really complicated to explain fully, so go look it up and it'll make more sense! Anyway the city of San Juan was founded by Spanish colonists in 1521. The city lays claim to some of the most extensive preserved examples of Spanish coastal fortifications, as well as some amazing historical buildings. You all know how much I love a good fort, and here they were dotted along the cliffs of the city. Fort San Felipe Del Moro, Fort San Cristobal and La Fortaleza. No, I did not climb all over them... I wandered to each of them and marvelled at he ingenuity, but refrained from needing to climb to the top (I'm blaming time constraints ...🤣) anyway the gorgeous Santa María Magdalena de Pazzis Cemetery, a colonial era cemetery dating from 1863 is located just outside the walls of Fort San Felipe Del Moro and together the two form a breathtaking break in the skyline to the shore. Luckily for me a tourist from one if the tours warned me to get off the wall overlooking the ceremony as apparently you get a 500 USD fine for standing on it! No signs telling you that, so hey, dodged a bullet there! Later back on the ship, I overheard some fellow passengers stating they thought San Juan was a poor and dirty city. I guess all this travel has allowed me to see past that without realising. I thought it had a charm about it, (some of its residents thought they had charm too - queue guy trying to chat me up as he drove next to me in his car...🤣). It wasn't any dirtier than any other city I've visited (in fact there have been a hack of alot of places that were way worse, as were parts of LA - which I was yet to see) It's well known the country is struggling immensely with corruption and the vast divide in income for its citizens. The people I encountered were well versed in Touristing (again, like every where!) I really liked my time here, and would have liked longer in order to have been able to venture out of the city to see some of the natural wonders this country possesses.

Off overnight again, this time to the port of Labadee, a resort port on the island of Haiti that is owned by the cruise ship company. What a perfect Carribean stop, beaches, bbq, cocktails, sun and the glorious water of the Caribbean. I had only intended a multi beach swim /lunch/ then back on the ship stop, but ended up meeting a lovely young couple of newlyweds from Florida who wanted to spend the day 'chatting with the Aussie cause your accent is amazing'. 😂 hey I learned alot more about America and the music in Nashville (the husband was originally from there), and found out what 'dip ' is so it was a win-win. Btw 'dip' is like a tobacco but you don't chew it you stick it inside your bottom lip and then spit every now and then... kinda gross, but hey whatever floats ya boat!

Haiti outside of the resort area is a mess. A real mess. It's a country in financial crisis, with an unstable government and a collapsing infrastructure struggling to cope with the lawlessness of some of its inhabitants. I didn't do any of the tours as they didn't leave the safety of the resort bubble, so you weren't seeing the 'real' Haiti. I did end up buying a bracelet from a local artist and somehow being given 2 necklaces by another two artists...don't ask me what happened but to my relief, having them on seemed to deter other hardy salesmen. The people of Haiti still gain an income from having the ships come in, so for that I was grateful. It's not enough to fix their problems though....

All too soon we were back on board and off for our last night at sea, and for me, off to LA. Rather than doing the 6hr or so worth of flights followed by the big one back to Aus, I'd opted to fly to LA and spend one night there, leaving late the next evening. Synchronicity saw me receive the email for my free night of accomodation that I'd earnt earlier at one of the chain hotels in the US. This meant my last night was a freebie, go me! I got in late the night before, so literally had a day in LA. Jumped a tour that took me out to Marina Del Ray, Little Venice, Venice Beach, Santa Monica pier, Hollywood, the walk of fame, Mann's theatre... all the biggies! As much as I'd have liked to do the studio tours, no time. I will say I was underwhelmed by most of what so saw. Maybe I have been awed by too many things, but I thought LA was not worth the hype. The Hollywood walk of fame needed a bloody good clean, Venice Beach was just a beach with a whole lot of over priced tourist traps... I dunno. I'm hoping this isn't all of the West Coast because I was intending to go back and make it happen... (once I can convince someone to join me and share driving cause this one needs a co - pilot!)😁

I finally have to go back to Australia and make a decision about my job, where I'm going to live...pretty much have to go back and adult again (gosh darn it!).

How much has this adventure changed me? Immeasurably. I am so grateful I had the opportunity to do this. I am so proud of who I am and what I've achieved. Am I glad I did it - hell yeah! Would I change anything? Hell no! Everything that has happened, happened for a reason, changing it would change where I am now. I have learnt some amazing things about travelling, hints and tricks for booking places, how transport works in different countries, whether it's cheaper to buy tickets early/last minute. Logistical lessons most definitely. What I've learnt about me, could fill a book....

If I could encourage one person to take the step and travel solo and feel this joy and strength...even the smallest step, the shortest of time..just do it.

The people I have met have added something to each stage of my journey. No matter how small our interaction. For that I want to say a massive "Thank you", to each and every one of you. You have given me so much more than you would ever know or understand.

This isn't the end. It's only the beginning. There's a whole lot more of the world out there that I'm itching to explore ... I'll have to do it in pieces though as I've yet to discover the magic formula to allow me to continue to finance myself to keep travelling...

Where to next? Not sure yet... choice is an amazing luxury! Some of my trips I'll need a co-pilot to make it easier so that in itself will take time. Not sure how many people could handle travelling with me!!😉