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fvllingflower · 6 months

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Something Different

pairing: nonidol!joshua afab!reader

genre: smut

warning: making out, sex toys, toy play, praising, boob play, lingerie, some tears, penetration, biting, hickeys unprotected sex (stay safe!), aftercare

song recommendation: sugar rush by bibi

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You and your boyfriend, Joshua have been together for about 2 years. In those 2 years, the sex was always rough but you wished it could be more fun but you didn't want to say anything cause you're scared you'd hurt his feelings.

One day, you and Joshua were at his apartment, cuddling and watching some stupid reality show. He had his arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you close to his side. The way you looked so comfortable and relaxed made him feel amazing. He couldn’t think of a time when he was happier than right now. He looked over and smiled at you, kissing your cheek.

"I love you" You mumbled.

"Mm? I love you too, love" He pulled you even closer to him as he spoke. You felt his body heat slowly start to warm you up. He smiled at you as he ran his hand through your hair, wrapping it around his fingers. He kissed you on the cheek again.

“can I be so bold as to ask you something?” He asked suddenly.

"Yeah sure" You smiled at him sweetly. He smiled and looked at you as he thought of how to word his words.

“I’m just gonna come out and say it, but I was wondering if you would be comfortable with us trying some new stuff in the bedroom?” He looked shy about it.

"I'd like that" You grabbed his hand as you answered.

"Why kind of stuff exactly?" You looked up at him.

"Well... please don't think less of me for this... but I have this box in my closet with some.. toys and I was thinking we could use them.." His face turned red as he spoke.

"Mm" You nodded with a smile.

"Can you show me what's inside this box?" You seemed so calm about this and in truth you were actually excited to try something out with him.

"Um yeah" He got out of bed and grabbed the box from his closet and brought it to the bed as he sat down next to you. He opened the box and honestly you were surprised with everything you saw.

"Have you used these before?" You kept your eyes on the box.

"N- no I bought them some months ago but I didn't know how to bring it up..." He seemed scared on how you're going to react. You pulled handcuffs out of the box.

"Didn't take you as the guy to tie me up" I teased.

"I think you'd look pretty handcuffed" You added. He just blushed heavily. You pulled more toys out. A vibrator, more types of restraints and some other things you weren't sure of.

"You went all out" You looked at him.

"You don't think I'm weird for this?" He looked nervous.

"I don't think you're a weirdo for this. This is normal, baby. Kinda want to try it out tonight" You smiled.

"Really?" He smiled.

"Mhm" You nodded.

"Oh! I also got something for you to wear" Joshua got up and went back into the closet and came back and handed you a pink lingerie set.

"You want me to wear this?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah... I think you'd look really sexy" He smiled softly.

"Okay" You signed happily and took the lingerie and went into the bathroom and changed into the set. You walked out of the bathroom and saw him, in just his underwear, sitting on the bed and when he saw you his eyes widened and a smile came across his face.

"I knew you'd look sexy" He smiled. You walked over to him, and he put his hands on your hips. You kissed him softly and then pulled away. He pulled you closer to him until you decided to sit in his lap. You two started making out. Your lips were fighting his lips and tongues fighting while your hands flew into his hair. As you two continued to make out, you were grinding your hips against his pelvis. He started kissing down your jawline, down your neck, and down your chest, making sure to leave love bites behind. He pulled your bralette down, freeing your tits from the material. He started sucking on your tits like a hungry baby. He left kisses and bites across your tits.

"Oh-" You gasped when he started biting your nipples.

Joshua flipped you onto the bed so that he could on top of you and kiss down your stomach and leave bites all across your body. He got up from the bed and grabbed something from the sexual box. He got back on top of you and lifted your leg onto his shoulder. You suddenly heard vibrations.

"You know what that sound is, love?" He smirked, keeping the object away from your view.

"Mmm sounds like one of the toys" You smiled.

"Correct.. my love is so smart" He kissed your calf and then suddenly you felt the vibrations against your cunt. You threw your head back against the bed as you moaned loudly.

"Fuck! Josh" You couldn't help but moan loudly.

He rubbed the vibrator against your clothed cunt. He suddenly pulled it away and dropped your leg and got up. He pulled your panties off, leaving you in the lacy bra. He got back in his position on the bed and put your leg back on his shoulder. He pushed the vibrator into your hole. He was fucking the vibrator in and out of you.

"Oh god! Joshua!" You moaned louder.

"Such a good girl" He smiled as he continued fucking you with the vibrator. He pulled the vibrator out and laid it against you clit.

"Oooh fuck!" You moaned loudly.

The pleasure felt so good, that tears were slowly streaming down your face. It didn't take much more of the vibrator for you to cum every where. Joshua turned the vibrator off and placed his fingers against your cunt and collected your release on his fingers and licked it up. He let you rest for a moment before doing more. He caressed your cheek and wiped the excess tears.

"Did that feel good darling?" He asked sweetly.

"Mhm" You nodded weakly.

"Do you prefer the vibrator over me?" He kissed your shoulder.

"No... always you" You mumbled. Joshua smiled.

"Good girl" He kissed your lips. His hands rubbed your sides.

"Do you want more fun?" He asked.

"Please Joshie" You begged. He kissed your neck. He took his underwear, letting his thick, red, angry cock spring out.

"You want me?" He smirked.

"Ooh" You moaned softly as you felt him enter you. You feel yourself stretch around his cock. No amount of preparation can prepare you for his thick cock. Your hands gripped his pecks, nails digging into the muscles, making Joshua groan.

"Yes.. please" You whined. He pushed your legs open. He rubbed his cock against your folds making you whine from his teasing.

"Does that feel good, darling?" He smirked.

"So— so good" You whined. Suddenly he pushed his cock into your hole.

"Handsy today huh?" He teased. You just nodded. He kissed your chest again and smiled.

"Are you ready?" He asked softly and you just nodded again. He starts thrusting slowly, trying to find a rhythm.

"Faster baby" You begged.

He nodded and started thrusting faster and more rough. One thing about Joshua in these 2 years when it comes to sex is that he's always gonna love missionary style, he just loves looking at your face as he fucks your brains out and he loves watching your tits bounce as thrusts fast. He continues fucking you until the only thing coming out your mouth is his name. You kept clenching your walls around him every time he hit your sweet spot and he knew you were getting close.

"Mm- gonna- cum- gonna cum" You spoke between moans.

"I know darling.. cum for me" Joshua spoke softly as he continued fucking rough and with little mercy. You hit your orgasm and made a mess all on him and the bed. He kept thrusting, riding you through your high. He could see your head thrown back and eyes rolled from the pleasure. Just looking at you in that state was enough to make him cum inside you, painting your walls white and sticky. He filled you to the brim and then pulled out. He fell on the bed next to you and you two tried catching your breath.

Once you both calmed down, Joshua went to hug your body. Just peaceful silence between you two. He laid his head on your chest and listened to your heart beat go back to its regular pace. You carefully played with his messy hair.

"You did so good, love"

"So good for me" Joshua continously praised you.

"I wasn't too rough, was I?" He looked up at you.

"No you weren't. You know I like it when you're rough with me.. it feels good" You smiled tiredly.

"I love you" He kissed you softly.

"I love you too" You smiled again.

"Let me clean you up" He got up and started a bath. When the bath was ready, he picked you up and sat you in the tub.

"I'll be right back, I need to change the bed sheets" He kissed you quickly and walked off to change the sheets like he did. When he came back, he saw you fighting to stay awake. He got in the tub and let you rest your back on his chest.

"Is my love sleepy?" He spoke softly and kissed your cheek.

"Mhm" You nodded.

"Let me take care of you and then you can go to sleep, okay?" He kissed the side of your neck.

Joshua carefully washed your body and in between washes, he'd be kissing you, making sure you knew he loves you. Once the bath was over, he picked you up and dried you off and helped put you in clean clothes. He laid you on the bed and then he took care of himself. He got back in the bed with you and kissed your forehead.

"Do you want me to massage your legs?" He spoke softly. You shook your head no.

"Mm. Do you want to go to sleep?" He asked with a gentle smile. You nodded your head.

"Okay, we can do that love" He helped put you under the covers, and he cuddled your body, holding you tight.

"Mm I love you" You mumbled.

"I love you too darling" He kissed your shoulder and closed his eyes as he smiled.

"Now get some rest, pretty" He whispered.

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen smut #svt smut #seventeen fanfic #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #joshua scenarios #joshua hong smut #joshua smut

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scriptlgbt · 2 months

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I have a deaf trans character who went completely deaf in his teens. He is on T. Is it normal for him to be very conflicted on how he sounds to people? Would he be scared, especially when he starts passing more because the voice in his head will always be his old voice? Would he try to ask people to describe exactly how his voice sounds? Is it okay if he really wants a 'cure' due to this and never cared before he came out? Doesn't actually get the cure though.

I'm hard of hearing so my qualifications for answering this are limited. I can hear my own voice. This is my frame of reference here. I hope that deaf trans people can chime in.

When my voice dropped, I could physically feel the change when I talked. I would go to say something in the way I normally would, but it would feel more strained, or I would feel my voice break. (Hard to explain this feeling... It's like a pressure just gives way and I can feel my voice go softer? I don't know.)

I think in general, it's normal to feel self-conscious when your voice is changing. People who have known you with a higher voice seeing you for the first time in a year might be surprised and comment on your voice. Mine changed over a really short timespan so I had more people notice the change and comment on it and usually people expressed they were a big fan. I had platonic friends say it was hot, even. And I think, at least in my own trans community, there's a lot of celebration when people go through milestone changes.

The voice in my head has never been of any particular range or pitch. Sometimes there's an intonation to it, and if I focus, I can imagine a sound so clearly it nearly becomes hallucination. But my normal inner voice is more of just general language, maybe even closer to text than sound. This is another one of those things that varies with everyone.

I think that the story you're describing with your questions strikes me as an unusual level of hyperfixation on this. There are definitely people who do fixate on one specific dysphoric trigger, usually either isolated from trans community or whose only trans community are people obsessed with "passing" and coming across as cis enough. This usually speaks to an unhealthy community surroundings and a very big sense of danger in some way, whether founded in reality or not.

But I also don't see why this character wouldn't want to de-prioritize voicing if he has these concerns to this extreme of a degree. We (or me anyway) live in a society which is oralist. Everyone is assumed to communicate via oral language, and this is audist (part of the oppression against deaf and hard of hearing people). This is going to depend extremely on individual access, but, if this character has access to resources to learn the local sign language, this seems like a normal option. It's only really helpful if you know other people to sign with, but that usually comes more easily once you take the step to start learning in the first place. Some d/hh people also use other means of communicating, like typing.

There are some people I know who sometimes go nonspeaking and who carry a notepad for that reason, and will use this to interface with clerks or friends or whoever else they need to. There's also AAC in general.

None of this is to say that these things don't mean facing oppression, harassment, misunderstandings and assumptions from strangers. But I do know that some of the folks I know who use nonspeaking methods of communication are sometimes gendered differently by strangers who do not hear their voice. If this is truly that severe of an anxiety, this is probably the route the character would go.

But I don't think this level of hyperfixation on this is necessarily normal. I think wishing for a cure gets into some really big existentialism, like, what if this extremely core part of me were entirely different? It also assumes that deafness is necessarily a disease that requires cure, rather than something that just happens sometimes, which might or might not be related to some pathology or pathological origin.

I'm sorry to keep bugging them with my tags, but I rec reading work by @cripplecharacters.

But overall I'd just avoid writing this if you haven't experienced it. It's a really specific kind of experience and anxiety. I don't know your identities or anything, but if you are cis and hearing, I would probably just come across this and see it as weird and almost like... making these identities into an unnecessarily traumatizing spectacle. These can be things real people experience that can be represented, but they aren't for every writer to write. Not until people from those experiences write on them and get adequate success from that.

-mod nat

#mod nat #anonymous #trans #writeblr #writing advice #trans characters #deaf #deaf/hoh #testosterone #trans: bodies #trans: voices #trans: voice

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spenglersweetheart · 5 months

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Helloooo! I was wondering you could do your own take on the following! Totally cool if you don’t feel comfortable doing a prompt I’ve already asked another (I really liked theirs I just love seeing people different interpretations of things 😅)

What about an AFAB! X Egon where reader is harassed on the street while waiting for the guys. They walk out and spot reader being harassed and are surprised at how nonchalant reader is about the whole experience, like reader just thanks them for getting the person away before continuing on with their plans and leaves the guys dumbfounded. The guys question reader later on and they explain that it’s pretty common for fem presenting people and that they’ve had to deal with it basically ever since they started developing. Maybe you could add that Egon pulls them aside and tries to fuss over them and stuff.

no you're honestly so real for that bc i do it too actually for the same reason !! i love different interpretations! i'll do it for you.

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You Shouldn't Have to Go Through That

Egon Spengler x Reader

WARNINGS : mentions of harassment / being harassed

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OF COURSE YOU WOULD ALWAYS RUN INTO MEN TRYING to harass you, to beg to try and date them when you weren't interested in doing so. It's happened for a long time, but it's become more persistent ever since you moved to New York. Though, you were pretty good at just ignoring it. You were good at ignoring them, even scaring them off if need be.

You were actually outside because the boss claimed they felt "uncomfortable" with how you presented yourself. Although you presented feminine, you didn't really like the feminine things, and getting messy when it came to ghosts was how you liked doing things. But, that was okay, though. You searched outside for any activity out there.

A group of guys walk up to you. You actually had been using the PKE meter. You were knelt down on the ground when they saw you. There was a guy, dark hair, probably the same height as you, if you stood up. He was flirting, or rather, making very inappropriate comments to you. That was bold.

You kept busy with the job you were handling. You acted like you didn't even hear them. And you could tell in the man's voice that the more you ignored him, the more impatient and angry he was with you.

You look at the meter, almost excited to tell the others and when you tried to leave, that same guy grabbed your wrist, pulling you back. You look at him with your eyes narrow. You're staring right into his evil eyes.

"I wasn't finished talkin' to you," he said, "and you have the audacity to ignore me when I'm trying to talk to you."

"Let me go," you growl.

"Oh? So you do talk," the man replied, "Then you should answer me when I'm talking to you."

"I don't have to do jack shit," you told him.

The guys had walked back outside to tell you their findings. They see the man that held onto your wrist, seemingly having a stare down with the guy. But you must've said something else because him and his friends started to walk off. Your friends had walked closer, so when Egon witnessed the guy spit in your face and call you a name, he intervened.

"Hey! Go! Leave her alone," he ordered.

He turned to you as you wiped the spit from your face, your nose scrunching up. You look up at Egon. "You find anything?"

"Did I── Y / N, you just got harassed by a group of guys and the first thing you think about is did we find a thing?" Egon asked.

"Well, yeah," you answer, "so did you?"

It was small, but you could see Egon's eyes soften up. Just a little bit. "Egon, when you look like me, you get used to people harassing you every day," you explained, it's normal. I'm not even fazed anymore."

"Yeah, but still ..." Egon trailed off, "You shouldn't have to go through that."

"Well, the harsh reality is that I do," you told him, "Now, did you find something or not?"

They all start walking to the Ecto-1. Egon looks down at you to answer your question. "Something is in there alright. It's hiding itself," he answers, "You?"

"Didn't find anything but the meter sensed a presence," you replied.

You look up at Egon. You can tell that he's still thinking about the whole ordeal. A sigh escapes your lips. "If it makes you feel better, Egon, you can stand out there with me next time," you told him.

"I think I'll do that," he says.

#ghostbusters #egon spengler x reader #egon x reader #spence's small fics #iminyoursockdrawer

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batboyblog · 2 months

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Seeing the post about Jasmine, I can literally feel an ulcer grow within me. Are people actually this fucking stupid? Spreading VERY blatant and easily debunakable misinformation? Are they MALICIOUSLY trying to sabotage shit? Also the antisemitism only grows stronger. You literally have spoken in support of Palestine multiple times and yet these people start to froth at the mouth when they find out you're Jewish, these people have the reading comprehension of a fucking brick!!! And seeing the quote by Malcom X... Literally that's the most disgusting shit to act like you're a white liberal when Jews are not seen as white, are seen as lesser than white, the lack of self-awareness this person has is stunning. Sorry to make such a long post but what the fuck, seriously what the fuck is people's problem.

what the fuck is people's problem is a great question that I really wish I had an answer for.

I mean on the antisemitism front I suspect that the thrill of bullying transcends ideological views, just because you say you're a socialist doesn't mean you're also a good person. Just means you have justify your behavior through a new lens, so its fine to accuse Pete Buttigieg of being a sexual pervert like some conservative Catholic, if you're doing it as a "joke" because he's "Neo-liberal" or whatever, or post snakes at Elizabeth Warren, or or etc etc as long as you come up with an excuse its fine to be horrible as long as you do in the name of leftism! or whatever.

as to the wider question? why blow up chances to make progressive change by supporting nonsense candidates who are just unfunny versions of Vermin Supreme? hm I don't know, but I suspect that for a lot of them, politics aren't really real to them. It's like ideological football for them, the most important thing is to "be right" and "win the argument" over in reality, we have to sometimes work with people we loath, sometimes we have to put up with shitty things to get what we really want, and always always always its slow work. Listen, in 1912 Teddy Roosevelt put forward the idea of a national health service, over 100 years later we're still fighting for universal health care. Now we've made important steps, everyone over 65 those who need it most, have health coverage through Medicare, others have been added to Medicare, we have Obamacare which regulates the health markets and helps people get affordable coverage and more people are covered now than every before. But people like we're talking about would rather than was Nothing for anyone, that everyone was not covered at all, than take an answer that helps people but isn't perfect.

Just isn't my style really, idk I just can't help but think about all the people whose lives got saved by Obamacare and just, what we should have let them die? progress builds it doesn't just appear nothing just happens, so each term you move closer, but each time a Republican gets it, they undermine, undo, go backward. I mean for example, Trump literally wants to get rid of the job in government that advices all the many federal departs on how to be greener and replace it with a guy who's job it'll be to push departments to use more oil and gas.... literally thats a thing, what a perfect example of what a Republican Presidency is about, going backward. Then when we have a Democrat rather than making progress they have to undo all the damage to get to baseline and then start improving.

I also think there's a small group of cynical grifters, when Democrats/liberals/people on the left whatever we want to call them, are scared and frustrated and upset, ie when a Republican is in power and elections are years away, they invest, money, time, energy into things to try to feel like they're making a difference or that they're heard, or validated. Left wing podcasts boom, left wing groups that are good at social media boom, people can become kinda stars and make money. Now many of those people drift off to normal life when there's a safe Democrat not doing horrifying shit every day, the money dries up. So the cynical crowd 1. tries to undermine Democrats to keep that feeling of frustrated hopelessness alive in listeners so they keep toning in and 2. they want Republicans to win! of course! its good for them!

#politics #american politics #us politics

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sketchedboba · 1 year

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"A Green Queen" AU

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Luigi was clenching his free hand on his vest as he gasped for air. He could barely see his feet and took the chance to scream.

No one could hear his shrilled voice as the tears seeped further down his face and onto the floor.

'Why did I think- WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?! WHY DID I AGREE TO THIS?!'

The pain in his arm grew immensely as the adrenaline began to wear off. He gritted his teeth and held his head back in anguish, most of his frustration being towards himself. He hated that if he didn't do anything, say anything, he could be home sleeping in his bedroom.

Instead he was miles away from the Mushroom kingdom, surrounded by eyes and ears waiting for his -and moreso his brother's- downfall. Thinking of his brother slowly brought him back to reality. He was scared. With the hitch of his breath, he paused and in one gasp, it began to slowly reset. He thought of the times Mario fell into small caverns when they were out exploring or when he got sucked into the wrong pipe on their way to work. As he felt his chest rise, he chuckled from reminiscing and as he clutched his vest once more, his air flow returned to normal.

He groaned, sitting up a bit to then examine his arm. It didn't sting any less, but he ended up passing out from the shock subsiding and the small pool forming under the bloody gash near his elbow.

Kamek scanned the dance hall, flying over many faces and figures. He started asking around for anyone seeing a tall human with the King Koopa's crest, but no one had seen him or was even aware that there was an actual human at the party. All he could do was thank those who listened and said they'd keep an eye out. Zooming back to the VIP lounge curtains, he paused from the sound of shallow snoring.

Turning his head, he saw the Queen, passed out and curled up against the wall. Looking down a small line of fresh blood seeping into the cobblestone only alarmed him as he rushed over. Landing down carefully he was examining the patient and could see Luigi's body becoming pale from the blood loss.

'I-I should get the King. No, he's too tempered to listen. I'll take him back to the castle for now.'

With a wave of his magic stick, he lifted Luigi carefully and exited through a window avoiding the party and possible sight of the lounge.

Two boos stuck their faces out of the walls, fading into focus as they watched Kamek scamper towards the ship. They cackled and gave one another a teething grin before sinking back into the walls.

The Queen was dripping blood from his arm as Kamek carried him towards the castle, he was trying to avoid the lights, only moving in the shadows. Luigi shivered from the sudden change in temperature and unconsciously brought his uninjured arm closer to his body for warmth.

"A little longer, your highness... Just a little longer.", Kamek muttered as he skirted in the castle from the window.

Some Koopa guards were chatting with one another, simply doing their patrol before Kamek called them over, "One of you go get an aid kit and some medical supplies while the other one will come with me to his majesty's room. Quickly now!"

The guards hurried and did as ordered. One stayed alongside Kamek a bit confused by his turmoil while the other went to get a medic and the aide.

"D-Did his highness send you to aid this hum-"

"The Queen needs attention quickly, I will inform his majesty as soon as the Queen's wounds are treated first.", Kamek noted. He quickly got to the Queen's chamber and placed Luigi down gently. He magically floated the covers over his torso, leaving his arms exposed. When he looks back at the Koopa Troopa, he saw the immediate confusion, almost a disdain, falling over the Koopa's face.

The public, not even the King's army, were aware of Luigi's status yet and the few that knew were kept under strict order not to reveal anything until the King himself announced it. Kamek froze, "I-I mean...", Kamek took a deep breath. "You will not question my judgement, unless you want to end up in the dungeons. Keep this information private, that's an order."

The guard nodded hesitantly, then stepped aside as the other ran in with the medical supplies.

Kamek began to swiftly move the items towards Luigi's arm: bandages, a small bottle of translucent fluid and some cotton balls.

Luigi was panting and winced at the sudden pain once Kamek dabbed the liquid onto his arm via the cotton ball.

"I'm sorry..", he muttered and slowly started placing a few leaves the guard laid out into his wound. Kamek finished off with the bandages and sighed once Luigi's bleeding had halted in the seams.

"One of you go to the kitchen and get some soup, the other go get another guard and stand in front of the doors. He will not be leaving this room without my say so.", Kamek ordered as he was removing Luigi's cape and placing it on the night stand.

The guard nodded and headed out to follow through with his plan.

Kamek got on his broomstick and headed out a bit behind them.

'He is not going to like this..'

Back into the lounge, Bowser enjoyed a few drinks. Virgin or not, who knows. The King was laughing and grinning as the group finished signing and discussing their treaties. King Boo tried a few times to interject and ask about his Queen, but was always shut down by a waiter or waitress bringing in more snacks and drinks. He was going to try again when two Boos popped their heads out of the wall on either side of him, covering their mouths trying not to laugh.

The King of Boos seemed intrigued, gaining a bit of Bowser's attention as he started sipping his drink.

"Your majesty, we saw the King Koopa's mage heading out with a human!"

"The human was unconscious, a few sources said they headed towards the castle... Bleeding..~ "

Bowser flinched and flared his nostrils a bit to sniff the air.

He could smell it.

The stench was drier now, but he could tell it hadn't been long. He stood up quickly as he saw King Boo ready to make fun of his unkempt, interspecies marriage, his grin growing wider than ever. Before either could do anything, Kamek flew in and almost choked seeing the calm, fury in Bowser's eyes. He could truly read his thoughts.

'He is ruining this night for me! And all I'm trying to do is have a good time! Are their bodies THAT FRAGILE?! There were barely any scratches on him!'

"Kamek."

"Y-Yes, your highness?"

"Where's Luigi."

"W-Well, you see. He was battered pretty bad.. he fell unconscious and-"

"Kamek.", Bowser started slowly, stomping over to the nervous Koopa. "What were your orders?"

"B-But sire-"

"WHAT WERE YOUR ORDERS?!"

"T-To bring him to you, my liege.."

"And what did you do?"

"I-I took him to the castle.. BUT HIS ARM WAS-"

Bowser's nostril flared and he rapidly punched a hole into the cobblestone wall, "I don't CARE what happened to his arm. I gave you a direct order to BRING him to me! We're on in a few minutes before I present him as the queen!"

Kamek shook even more, "I understand, your h-highness. But H-He was unconscious, what would your allies think if they saw that your Queen was harmed on the night of his arrival..? There would be talk of the uncertainty of y-your leadership and it would cause more distress amongst your subjects!"

Bowser glanced over to him and took a few breaths to calm himself, he couldn't deny his image. Clearing his throat, he chuckled a bit.

"Of course.. good thinking, but you still defied my orders so... I'll deal with you later. For now, bring the Queen back here. Awake or not, this ceremony is still happening."

"Y-Yes...your highness.", Kamek bowed. He immediately started to move towards his broomstick.

"Oh and defy me again, dad... I'll make sure the Queen gets more than a few stitches."

Kamek didn't look back, he simply grabbed his broom, hopped on, and flew out.

Bowser watched him go and glanced back at the Captain and King Boo who began pretending like the encounter didn't happen.

"P-Poker, you're majesty?", The Captain laughed nervously.

Luigi inhaled deeply. His nose began to fill with the warm smell of potatoes and chicken. His mind instantly wandered to Mario in the kitchen stirring up soup for him when he was bedridden. Covered in blankets and stuck in his PJs all day, he chuckled seeing Mario trying to tell if the recipe called for scallions or onions.

His eyes blinked open and before his sight cleared he felt a panging in his head. A Bowser-like figure formed beside him and he yelped. His body lurching to the side, trying to escape and stop itself from shaking.

"Y-Your majesty! Please-"

His vision focused as Luigi felt his heated forehead, only to see a worried Koopa guard stirring the bowl. A nervous look plastered on their face. "U-Um... We have.. some soup. I was ordered to feed you on account of-"

"I-Is it poisoned?"

"No, your Grace. I was ordered to get you some soup. You shouldn't move too much or the wound will reopen."

Luigi's heart raced as he slowly balanced himself up again on the bed. He slowly propped his injured arm up to his lap, "AGH!" He exclaimed, trying to bend the elbow into a comfortable position. "You taste it first..."

The Koopa looked at the soup then back at Luigi. "Is...that an order?"

He raised an eyebrow.

'Oh right, I'm the Queen..'

"Y-Yes.", He answered, puffing out his chest. "Taste the soup for me, I-I want to see you drink some."

The guard shrugs and takes a sip of the soup from his spoon. He placed it down then looked at the Queen for approval.

Luigi flinched then began to move over and reached for a different spoon to eat the soup. However he lost some balance, the Koopa caught him before he fell.

"I will feed you, your majesty..." They sighed and started to scoop up mouthfuls for Luigi. He opened his mouth with each spoonful and gobbled down the vegetables and meat graciously.

Kamek flew in panting and was a bit anxious as he landed on the soft rug. "Y-Your majesty, I'm sorry to cut this short, but the King requires your presence back at the congregation."

Luigi coughed and wiped a bit of the soup from his lips, "N-No...", He squeaked.

"There's not much of a choice, your majesty. If the King demands you to go then you must." Kamek said walking over. "I reasoned with him, a-and he won't hurt you, I promise."

'Promises...'

Luigi thought about it as he shook the growing thought. He didn't want to go back, his head was ringing, and he could feel the sting in his eyes. The pain in his arm may have subsided, but he couldn't bear the experience again.

"I...."

Bowser stormed out the lounge to a shadowy spot near the top on the stairs. A boo told the dj to quiet the music and candles, two by two, started to light up the stairway. At the top, King Boo floated into view, smiling.

"Esteemed guests and citizens, it's a pleasure and great honor that you all could make it here today. We have.. quite the announcements. Our kingdoms have banded together to claim lands and create communities for one another...."

Bowser started to drown out his words. As he turned his attention down the hall, he could see Kamek entering through the wispy window. His eyes glistened a bit and eyelids raised.

'Finally.. something else going my way tonight!'

Luigi floated in after him, his arm now in a sling. Kamek let him down gently and rested his small claw on the Queen's shoulder.

"I'll be right here if you need me, your highness..", he reassured him. Luigi gave a small but anxious smile then turned his attention to the King, who was gesturing him to come closer.

Luigi hadn't moved, his legs wouldn't allow it. Bowser rolled his eyes and huffed. He slowly walked into the dim corridor the annoyance growing with every grumble be made. He scooped up Luigi in his claw, firmly gripping his thigh ,and as the clapping started, he walked into the light.

He waved to his subjects smiling warmly and began to speak, "As you've all heard, I have an announcement to end off the festivities tonight. A month ago, you were cordially invited to my wedding to the Princess and as you all saw... My wedding was TARNISHED by those-"

He paused briefly, glancing down at the Queen for any retorting. Luigi avoided his piercing eyes and sat quietly causing the Koopa to grin.

"- meddlesome brothers. That the ceremony was cut short. However, I have chosen to punish the Mushroom kingdom for making a mockery of my love for her and have chosen to take Mario's precious brother as the Queen.", Bowser huffed proudly. He slightly raised Luigi to his chest , trying to gloat about 'capturing' him.

The crowd started whispering and Bowser's wild confident grin broke into fury.

"Why the WEAK brother?"

"A HUMAN being the queen? At least the Princess was nobility."

"You call THAT a leader? I've seen the Piranha plant be a better leader to the Spikeys!"

"Can he even handle an army?!"

"Is this a sick JOKE?.."

The crowd began to stir as more questions flooded the air. Luigi's chest tightened, all he could hear were the doubts of his rulership, but that wasn't what scared him.

He looked up to see the flaming King's chest rise and fall rapidly. He could hear the rumbling and furnace lifting in his chest.

Bowser scorched the stairs enraged, nearly burning the guests at the front. The candles on the stairs were fully lit -only for a moment- before melting into pools of wax.

"QUIET!"

The room fell silent, "If ANY OF YOU have a problem with my decision, I'd GLADLY like to see you challenge me for a change!"

Luigi was shaking, he didn't dare look at the glaring eyes. Whether they were out of curiosity or anguish, he simply wanted to disappear.

Bowser began to descend down the stairs, small groups stepped back once he reached the end. Kamek was apologizing to their allies and saying his goodbyes before following Bowser out the door.

"That's what I thought.", He growled. His tail swished behind him as he parted the crowd. "Fuckin' pieces of-"

"Language, your majesty!", Kamek prompted.

Bowser grumbled the whole walk back, he'd completely forgotten about the small man in the palm of his claws. Luigi didn't mind though, he was taking deep breaths just glad he wasn't the complete cause of the King's fury.

As they entered the castle, Bowser dropped him down.

"UGH! What the fu-", Luigi cut himself off. "I-I.."

Bowser huffed, but was too lost in his own anguish to deal with the insubordination. Kamek rushed down to help Luigi up, then glared at the large oaf.

"Your.... Bowser, I understand that you don't like that the citizens aren't singing your praises, but the fact of the matter is that for the next 12 months, you two are running this kingdom. You've claimed your prisoner, so act accordingly."

Bowser grumbled and crossed his arms, he didn't have anything to retort. He was right.

"Take the... prisoner back to his room. We leave for Sarasaland tomorrow afternoon. Set a course for the main castle."

"The main castle? And what about the Queen?"

He looked down at Luigi. The man began to quiver as those ruby red eyes had his attention. His brows started to furrow.

"He's not coming, we'll drop him off at the castle when we reach."

Luigi stiffened, because despite the mistreatment, he wanted to help out at least. It was the least he could do while he was stuck in this lava wasteland.

"Y-You're just discarding me?! You haven't even apologized for what you did!".

He slowly caught his balance as he stammered forward. "You left me in a room alone for an hour, y-your king ghost friend triggered me and then you d-damaged my arm when all I wanted to do was get some air! It hurts to bend my wrist!! I thought-"

"Thought what?! I'm shocked that the pea-sized simple brain of yours can think of anything outside of your stupid brother!" Bowser took a step forward, causing Luigi to jump a bit "Did you really think I was some sucker that NEEDED you?? Did you feel bad for me?! Hm? Oh, the poor Koopa King! We ruined his wedding! Why don't we help him?! He seems lonely!", He began mocking. "I don't need your pity. I don't NEED OR WANT you here. I thought I made it clear where you stand, all of this is for tradition! And if you had just listened, you wouldn't be needing that sling!"

"You DISGUSTING ASS-"

Kamek placed a sleeping spell on him quickly, seeing the tensions rise made him nervous. He mostly wanted the needless cursing to stop, so he had two guards take the Queen and ordered them to take him to his chambers. Kamek sighed and looked over at Bowser, he was tapping his claws rapidly again and his tail swished back n forth angrily.

"The messenger never reported Luigi saying that 'lonely' bit. If I may, your highness. He may not be the Princess, but you could at least-"

Bowser ignored him. He was furious that despite the injuries, the small green one was still talking out of turn. He insulted his pride and made a mockery of him, "He's the ass... I'll show him who not to mess with. Yeah! I'll make him wish he never became queen.". He stomped off in the opposite direction mumbling to himself a small smirk growing and fading.

Kamek groaned and rubbed his temple, 'I raised quite the fighter... If these two keep it up, his subjects will question his motives further... Civil war- let's just put a pin in that for now, Kamek! Hopefully the prince is much better..'

#a green queen bowuigi fanfic #a green queen #bowuigi #luigi #bowser x luigi #bowser #super mario bros #super mario #oh shiiiiiiiiiit #this au has consumed my mind

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toska-writes · 1 year

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Heyy could you maybe write another fives x platonic reader your stories are so good I binge read all of them

Wooo I love when I see you all binge reading on my posts!

“Keep your head up”

Read here on ao3: (✩)

Summary: After being rescued from some seppies Fives try’s to help you accept and love your newly acquired scars

Paring: Fives x GN padawan reader (Yes everyone it is PLATONIC)

Warning: Mentions of scars and injuries. Insecurity’s but Fives will make it all better

Word count: 713- and be so proud because I actually proof read

Notes: Don’t worry this is just a hold me over, an appetizer if you will, for a longer fic I plan to write later. Also there could be a part 2 to this with Alpha-17 maybe if your interested

He watched as the rest of his brothers started to exit the ship for their quick supply run on the rainy planet of Kamino, however Fives hung back with a quick nod from his general.

Rain pounded all around him as Fives waited for a moment before he saw your figure walking towards him, you made your way over to him a limp still present in your strides.

Fives or Rex normally volunteered to wait for you since it’s been a slow recovery since your last encounter with the separatist. With much begging Anakin finally let you come back with them on this mission.

And so far Fives could safely say that senators were dicks.

“You ok sir?” Fives asked as you came to a stop next to him.

You gave a small ‘Mhm’ as you kept your gaze trained to your boots. You’ve been getting a lot of that lately and you just wished thing were like they use to be.

Fives planted a firm hand on your shoulder making you glance up for a moment, he wouldn’t say anything but he could tell something was up.

His gloved hand traced over the raise red skin on your face, the stitches helped stop the bleeding but it still looked irritated and gnarly.

“I mean did you see what that senator was wearing? He couldn’t even talk.” Fives quietly spoke to you. You let out a small laugh and rolled your eyes.

“He did look stupid.” You thought back to a few hours ago.

Fives was taken aback almost with the searing white flurry of rage he felt in that moment when a senator made a comment about his commander. His vod’ika. About their appearance.

He looked over to where Jesse was stationed next to him, one of his hands were held in tight fists while the other hovered just over his blaster.

Rex took a step closer to you. If looks could kill the senator would be long gone from all of the men present. Fives didn’t need the force to sense that everyone was livid and Anakin was ready to explode.

“What if people are scared, what if those cadets don’t like me?” Your small question brought him back to reality.

Fives let out a small laugh of his own as you looked at him with wide eyes. Oh how he wished he could erase all the doubt from your mind.

“First off kriff what they think.” Fives brought your face into his hands being carful not to hurt you. His tone became serious and you listened closely.

“Second of all do you know how much respect you’ll get from all those men in there? You saved some of their brothers by getting those scars and your not a shiny nat-born now. Alpha-17 is going to go crazy because that’s what he wants to see in the brothers he trains.” Fives smiled at you as he wiped a tear.

“And it makes you look like a total badass.” He added

You laughed now wiping your eyes with the sleeve of your robe. The pair started to walk off of the ship and through the hanger.

“You think so?” You still spoke unsure.

“Oh of course, I mean you look way more intimidating now. Kinda like Wolffe.” Fives thought about his older brother and commander for the 104th. A shiver shot down his spine.

“I do don’t I.” You looked up to Fives with a smile on your face, a smile he hasn’t seen since the days before that mission. It felt like lifetime ago.

“Just keep your head up.” Fives lightly tapped the underside of your chin. “Everyone’s going to be blown away. Your one of the most skilled people I know. And if they are hooked up on this,” He gestured. “Then clearly they aren’t looking hard enough at you.”

You and Fives walked side by side into the stark white halls of Kamino. The pride he felt for you was through the roof, the familiar bounce in your step returned as met up with the others.

You knew you had Fives and all the other men to make sure you were all right. A personal posse of hype-men at your deposal, and you were forever grateful.

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#star wars clone wars #star wars #the clone boys #the clone wars #clone wars #my writing #toska-writes #clone boys #clone trooper fives #fives x you #Star Wars x platonic!reader #501st #arc trooper fives

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0809sysblings · 10 months

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so. mikoto's (past ig?) fixation that Milgram is some reality show/program. a lot of people discuss this from the lens of fear and anxiety. like having to do with being watched. which i don't disagree with! but i think there could be another perspective to view this from that i haven't seen ppl talk about really.. (tho i think thats more reflective of me than others). which would be it's a coping mechanism, not necessarily a fear.

mikoto struggles a lot with denial. obviously. and denial is a coping mechanism. because reality is scary. and finding reality scary is a problem that resonates greatly with ppl who struggle with dissociation. cause i mean. thats the whole point of dissociating. reality is too overwhelming, so you dissociate.

the scariest thing for me is that this is, in fact, reality. over the years ive heard ppl who don't normally dissociate discuss their experiences with dissociating. and its usually something along the lines of what was happening was scary to them. they were scared that nothing felt real or that they didn't feel real, etc. i could never relate to this tho. what i find scary is when i suddenly realize that i am real and that my life is real. i find feeling real scary. and for as long as i can remember i have taken comfort in the idea that i'm just in a video game or TV show. and i think this is closer to the experience of those with chronic dissociation, just from what i've seen from others and read.

if Milgram is a reality show program, then that means none of this is actually real. he can't actually be hurt. this will just be a silly little event and then once it's over he can go back to his life.

but i think these two statements "his belief that this is all just a reality TV program is connected to his fears and past experience with being watched (stalked)" and "his belief that this is all just a reality TV program is a coping mechanism" can coexist and could both be true.

#rambles #Mikoto #mikoto posting #idk this post is just me discussing my personal interpretation of this bc its something i related a lot to #just not in the ways a lot of ppl talked about it as being..#tho. i do have a fear surrounding being watched and followed and such #so it felt even more intriguing to me that i couldnt relate to that interpretation..

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you’re stupid respectfully — SHE KNOWS

WARNINGS : cussing — stupidness — stalking/stalker

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yn hummed as she shut off her phone stuffing her hands into her hoodie pocket. she wasn’t scared but she wasn’t really at ease, her being alone certainly did frighten her—she had always been with someone wether that be at home or even being at a performance. there was always someone there.

but her intrusive thoughts gotten to her and she had to leave that dumb dispatch chair party. she should’ve listened to her brother and stayed back putting up a fake smile. it was too late she was long gone from the party, im the middle of a dimmed lit neighborhood like road.

tugging down your hands in the hood is pocket to bring it down she had waited for that chishiya promised her. the sound of feet stepping perked hee attention; quickly looking behind her she tried to see if there was any figure she could make out.

there was no figure nothing, an eerie frown was shown on her lips “maybe i just heard something..” she mumbled to herself, she had walked to a wall placing her back against it. she was in fear that someone could come from behind.

the sound of the wrestling shuffles of feet became slightly louder, a deep inhale caused her to choke up in the throat. looking in both directions she tried to see if there was anyone but there seriously was nobody. she tried to hide her nervousness on her face, her lips formed a thin a line retreating her breathing back to normal.

“i shouldnt of never left that party fuck.” she groaned maybe a little too loud. the sound of footsteps grew and grew and grew. ‘it’s just a cute bunny it’s nothing bad i assure. IM POSITIVE.’ she thought to herself, well that’s what she thought she could make out.

her thoughts were scrambled everywhere. she couldn’t think properly or just even act properly, ever since dispatch has been on her ass lately it’s like her world changed. her hand fidgeted with the phone on her hoodie pocket. no vibration no message from chishiya—‘is he taking a shit or smthing?!?!’ a stick figure in your mind paced back and forth eating for chishiya.

you couldn’t tell if there was a slight breeze but there was most definitely movement in the bush. you figured it couldn’t be anyone from dispatch since most are drunk or are drinking as of the moment. maybe that’s when fear finally kicked in, this was no paparazzi this was an actual fucking stalker.

you were in the middle of a basically empty quiet asleep neighborhood and there was ONE PERSON who didn’t even try to meet you but rather stalker. you can see those eyes get closer and closer the steps sounded, you tired to scoot further as it got closer but damn this bitch has long legs making his strides and movement longer.

she closed her eyes praying this was just some silly dream but opening them back up she looked towards the direction the she had met the pair of eyes, they were gone. she didn’t know if she should be happy or if she should be scared even more. ‘it was just a cat nothing to worry about’ she thought to herself.

she had placed her phone over her chest waiting for that stupid call from chishiya. ‘this feels like an awfully long 5 minutes’ she thought to herself, she doesn’t even know when tatta is on his way to pick hee up—she doesn’t know how far or how close he is.

her fingers started to scratch the back of her phonecase, everything was settling in her. she is alone, a very popular singer, nobody around her, and it’s fcking dark. she had looked back to her side to find the pair of eyes with a camera and it got closer. her breathing stopped if she had scooted away any further her back would be exposed.

‘jeez chishiya could not take that fucking long’ well in reality it hadn’t been 5 minutes much more like 3 but with everything happening it feels like 20 minutes has passed. ‘if he doesn’t call me in the next 2 minutes chopping off his dick” she agreed in her head.

at this point she didn’t care who called her she just wanted to have this creepy ass person leave her alone, paparazzi were fine but stalkers? she wouldn’t be surprised if she was in another dispatch tweet.

a small buzzing had vibrated against your chest, it was a constant buzz. pulling your phone to your face it was a call from chishiya; a smile appeared on your face accepting the call pulling it to your eye. “hello?” were the words that left your mouth so fast.

c : you’re so dumb for leaving without tatta i seriously cannot comprehend how you thought about doing that..

y : listen i just wanted to leave. its no fun being at a party with people that are always tailgating you..

c : understandable but you do realize you are a famous singer?

y : yeah i just realized that about what 2ish minutes ago.

chishiya had a soft chuckle that was picked up on the phone—a smile was brought to her lips. that childlike crush she has had on chishiya was very much still alive.

noises of pots clinging were evident in the background, it sparked her curiosity.

y : what are you doing?

c : well… i’m trying to make food but i’m probably just going to make instant ramen or whatever i find in my pantry.

y : aren’t you a doctor? you should know that it isn’t healthy for you..

c : listen…if its food its food. don’t try to use my job against me.

chishiya had an audible scoff that caused you to giggle. chishiya and her spent so much time talking you hadn’t realized if the stalker was still there or if they were gone; at that point she didnt care.

she was on the phone with someone she trusted and someone that made her feel comfortable. to her that was enough protection even if he wasnt physically with her.

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lights flickered until it was like a straight bright beam heading towards her. parting his lips in an o shape, it was tatta. he was finally here and you wouldn’t be surprised if he was speeding or had some road rage.

y : i’ll call you back tatta is here to pick me up

c : alright i’ll be waiting~

she had ended the call with some blush on her face. the way he talked and the way he said that made her feel so gitty. as the car pulled up she quickly went to the door opening it getting inside buckling up.

she quickly looked at tatta with blush on her face while as tatta looked like he went through so many crisis. “firstly i hate you for doing that! couldve gotten me in so much trouble,” tatta scowled flicking her forehead “secondly why the fuck are you blushing and are you okay? did anyone touch you?” his voice softened into the much sweeter tone she were used too.

“i am fine TRUST! but i have so much to tell you from the party to the events of you picking me up..” she exclaimed pulling down her hoodie as he drove out of the neighborhood. she ended up telling him about the party, leaving the party, ending up alone in some dark neighborhood, the stalker which actually caused him to be worried, and the call with chishiya. she was a giggling mess by the end.

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after yn had hung up the phone chishiya put his phone down on the countertop watching the water boil for his ramen. a small smile like grin formed on his lips, he was thinking about how she can be so stupid yet so cute.

shoving his hands into his pocket the thought of yn laughing through phone was always replaying in his head. she had been running in his mind for a while but will he ever confess that? no he wont. kyuma would literally kill him for even liking his closest childhood friend. (i told yall he wouldn’t know)

“well fuck.” his laughed stiffed in his throat. throwing his head back he closed his eyes as a deep sigh exhaled. “i am definitely in some kind of predicament.”

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SHE KNOWS — masterlist — next

tags — let me know if misspelled + open

@eshtravagent @lunsyeah @aftrnoot @trinmadol @asoullessentity @akowbt @noxceleste @eissaaaa @dr3amscap3 @captivq @arizzu @happyjuhyun @parkersmyth @bwnniidump @r3iverse @le000xxgrd @crinklypink @chiishiiya @mxbrahms @parcqq @ikon-teen @jade-flower-edits @scaramilk @yanfei-kisser @seiksyyki @nostalgisters @kokoscutie @elakari @milkkteary @coffeeangel13 @yvrikoo @kozuluvbot @rainbowsaz @naegisimp @kerenz @brdpch @minyoungieee @xashiui @ehddsnys @saltysoftgrungeofscience @hadesdaughtwr @rainqissedd @saiewithakatana @vernon-dursley @kittyrai @shinobuily @kalstar @huachengsbestie01

#— ୨୧ ˖ ˚ she knows #- surshica ♥︎#chishiya x reader #aib chishiya #alice in boderland x reader #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya headcanons #chishiya fluff #chishiya imagine #chishiya smau #smau #chishiya fic #chishiya x y/n #chishiya x fem!reader

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planetariumwriting · 2 years

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𝙈𝙮 𝘽𝙤𝙨𝙨

First chapter of my new story, where Niragi is your boss and things start to get more..."interesting" for you both. It's useless to say that this will contain mature content in the future - so, if you're a minor, please DO NOT interact.

𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @brdpch, @mellmidnightsky

It was becoming a routine for (y/n) to hear Kuina talking about her situationship with Ann. Every Saturday night at (y/n)’s house there were news about this – always. The girl didn’t stop herself from adding spicy details, making (y/n)’s cheeks to get a little bit pink.

“Her skin…oh my,” the pause just to take another sip from the cocktail was necessary, “it tasted delicious.”

“And how was she?”

“Even more delicious.” Kuina said with a proud smile on her face. She didn’t want to admit she actually liked Ann more than a friend with benefits, but she was to scared to say it (probably because she didn’t want to ruin what was growing between them) – but it was normal to think in this way.

“When will you tell her that you like her?” (y/n) smile grew when she saw Kuina blushing at the question. She probably didn’t expect it. For a moment it seemed that she was actually thinking about telling Ann this, but then she changed her mind.

“Uh-uh, don’t try to put the conversation on this topic,” she raised up just to sit next to (y/n) and to look at her. “It’s time we talk about you.”

“Me?” (y/n) was surprised but not to much. “What do you want to know?”

“About your new work! It has been two weeks that you started to work for that game company.”

It was true, already two weeks. A lot of stuff happened, but more like in (y/n)’s head; to the point she forgot entirely to tell Kuina how she felt at her new work.

“Tell me,” she was even closer to her friend now. “How’s your boss?”

“I mean…” (y/n) couldn’t stop herself to staring at her glass, she felt shy for a moment. “He’s good looking, I guess.”

“You guess?!” Kuina was surprised from her reaction, she suspected there was more. Her elbow hit (y/n)’s arm, making her saying a little “ouch”. “Tell me more.”

“There’s nothing to tell.”

Kuina’s face was angry and (y/n) could feel her blood freezing in her body. They were best friends and it was normal to tell each other everything, so what was the matter? Even if (y/n) told herself that, she still felt shy anyways – but she preferred to not hide anything from her friend.

“Let’s say that…” she felt her breath getting stucked in her lungs. “I heard rumors about my boss.”

“What did you hear?!” Kuina almost jumped from the chair for the curiosity. “Did your coworkers gossip in front of you already?”

“It’s not like that,” (y/n) finally finished her drink, almost if she wanted to have a clear mind. “I heard and saw for mistake.”

“For mistake.” Her friend smiled at that affermation. What a coincidence to hear gossip about your boss in your first days of work, really a surprise. It really felt as a comic story.

“Well, I heard he’s a womanizer.”

“What?!”

It was the same reaction (y/n) had – in her mind, of course – when she heard it. There weren’t so many women to work in this company and knowing this information made her to feel a knot in her stomach. It was true that when she had her first interview, it seemed like he was eating her with his eyes. They were glued to her face and her body - she needed the work, thought, so she simply ignored it at first. But now? It wa salso true she found him incredibly hot, but she didn’t want to be one of those that got an higher position just because they fucked with their boss. Absolutely not.

“And what did you see?” It was Kuina’s voice to bring her to reality. I wonder for how much she was staring at the wall in front of her.

“It happened sometimes to see women going in his office, all arranged and pretty.” (y/n) remembered all those women and she felt almost like a creep for it. “Then, when they came back to the main hall to leave, they looked like if a train hit them.”

“That dick must be good to have this effect.”

“Kuina.”

Her friend smiled at seeing (y/n) getting frustrated. In that mind she was planning something that for sure (y/n) would have never liked – but a friend is a friend, especially a best friend, so she told her anyways.

“Why don’t you try anyways?”

“What do you mean?”

Kuina grabbed her friend’s hands in hers and looked into her eyes. It seemed like when a mother and a daughter have that type of conversation. For a moment (y/n) felt she was about to die inside.

“It’s just casual sex,” Kuina squeezed her hands a little bit more. “What do you have to lose?”

Oh, (y/n) could swear her heart stopped for a second. She couldn’t believe her ears. She hoped for a moment that Kuina was playing with her, but her expression was too serious.

“He’s my boss!”

“And what about that?” Kuina didn’t care if she had to spend to convince (y/n) that some sex wasn’t a bad idea for her. Especially when her work was becoming more stressful. “There are many people who fuck with their coworkers.”

“Coworker is something, boss is another thing.”

“It’s the same level.”

It was impossible to deny that (y/n) wanted to have sex. Good sex, let’s be clear. Her old experiences were all worthy to be throwed into the trash and lately her stress was consuming her, but…she didn’t want to tell her boss to just fuck around – like if it was the most normal thing ever. Damn, he was hot, though. Every time he called her into his office, she felt her legs shaking. The way he looked at her was always the same: a predator looking at its prey. He never tried to push her in different situations than the work one. In (y/n)’s head there was a little part of it that whispered “what a shame”. “Also, why would he have sex with me?” She thought. Especially when he had all those women coming back and forth in his office when he wanted to.

“Tell me his name.”

“Why?” Now (y/n) was feeling scared because she didn’t know what kind of plan her friend had. “What do you want to do?”

Kuina simply sighed. “I just want to know if I know him.”

“Niragi Suguru.”

Kuina grinned at that information and (y/n) didn’t catch if there was something off or not. “No, I don’t think I know him.”

“What a blessing, must to say.”

Kuina laughed at her and hugged her strongly, giving her little kisses on the head. “I just want you to have fun and a little bit of relax, you know that.”

“I know.”

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Monday was really fast to come. For some reasons, especially after the conversation with Kuina, (y/n) didn’t feel very “happy” to go to work. She hoped she wouldn’t blush if her boss looked at her or called her in his office – in a way she hoped she wouldn’t see him at all.

During the walk to the company she actually thought about it. Kuina was right about having some fun, but probably she had to find another “partner” for it. Even if in that moment it seemed impossible for (y/n) to find one; lately the only one who made her belly “warm” was actually her boss – even when she saw those women and the rumors about him. Maybe if she started to see him as her boss and not a potential friend with benefits, things could change.

When she open the door of the building, her coworkers greeted her – as always. At the beginning working in a place with the majority of the coworkers being male wasn’t really comfortable, but then she got used at it. Not all of them were a creep, luckily. But the flirting was always present. Something she remembered was her boss, Niragi, telling her that she had to dress more…fitting; clothes that emphasized her body. In this way, he said, we could attract more people into buy or collaborate with us.

When (y/n) sat at her workstation, the office-phone rang. It was only seconds after she sat, she didn’t have either the time to breath.

“Hi, this is PlaySoft Company. How can I help you today?” Her voice sounded like the most professional ever, she felt proud of it.

“Hi (y/n), I need you in my office in five minutes.”

It was Niragi that spoke and (y/n) felt her hand almost trembling. She didn’t have the time to say anything that he already disconnected the call. Probably he needed the reports done she did during the weekend. Hopefully. Her coworker, Saori, was already envy-smiling at her. She was planning for so long to have a bigger position in the company, but probably sucking off wasn’t enough. Did she get this privilege to suck Niragi off? It left (y/n) in shock to think in this way – since when sucking Niragi off – I mean her boss – was a privilege? And since when she started to think about Saori in this way?

“What did he say?” Saori smiled.

But it was a fake smile and (y/n) knew it. Also, how did she know it was their boss? Did she blush when she talking to him? This thought made everything more embarassing.

“Oh,” she grabbed the pile of papers on her desk. “He needs the reports.”

Saori didn’t have the time to ask more questions because (y/n) was already running into Niragi’s office.

The sound of her heels was echoing in the long corridor. Her boss’ office was so isolated and far away probably because of a matter of privacy. Privacy of fucking people, (y/n) thought. She shaked her head and started to insult herself mentally. Damn, that conversation with Kuina really changed a lot of stuff.

When she knocked the door, she felt Niragi’s voice touching her skin. Her mind was already creating the scenario for a nasty thought.

“Come in.”

She opened it and walked in the room, closing the door behind her. She remembered that she read a lot of story that started in this way. “You wanted to see me, boss.”

He smiled at the pronunciation of that word. For a moment (y/n) thought he got turned on.

“It’s right,” he stared at her intensely. “I see you took with you the reports I needed.”

She put the papers on his deck, hoping that he would let her go – her mind was going crazy with the imagine of being tied up. “Do you need something else?”

“Yes.” Niragi grinned and (y/n) felt her face going on fire. Was it about to happen?

“Tell me everything.”

“Do you know a piece of shit called Shuntaro Chishiya?”

Confusion on her face. Why this question? And what kind of boss start to call people “piece of shit”?

“He’s a close friend of my best friend.”

There was more about it, but (y/n) didn’t want to tell him. At the beginning Kuina tried to hook up her and Chishiya together, but both were too busy at that time and nothing happened.

“I hate him,” he stood up and got closer to (y/n). “But I was invitated to his party and I bet you are too.”

Her mind flew when yesterday her best friend told her that they were going to Chishiya’s “party”. If before the dress wasn’t a problem, now for sure it was.

“Yes!” She controlled her tone. “I mean, yes. I’ll go to the party too.”

“Then we’ll meet each other there.”

He smiled again and walked out. She didn’t know what actually happened. Was it a date? She was exaggerating right now – but she had to tell Kuina everything. She walked out like if it was a live-or-die mission – in a way it was because she had to know what to wear for the party, but that’s another detail.

#niragi suguru #niragi x reader #niragu suguru x reader #alice in boderland x reader #alice in borderland #ao3

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koshirulynn · 2 years

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-Use me to get over him-

High school AU-Mysta Rias x reader-pt2 of 'As you wish'

In which your friendship between you and your classmate gets confusing. With your crush showing mixed signs and your classmate makes his move.

(Please do not take this seriously. This is for fun and fun only. If any streamer comes across this I apologize! Anyways please enjoy!!"

--Recap--

"I see I see, did you get their number?Hehe"

"Shit,I didn't"

"Ah it should be fine, you could always get it tomorrow yknow"

"Yknow what, I actually will"

-The next day-

Munching on your favorite meal for breakfast is the best thing that has happened to you all this week. Other than the news of what your crush had brought upon you, you still couldn't help but still like him. Human emotions were something confusing to everyone, you knew that you would find yourself eventually.

With your headphones on the table and your textbook at the side, you decided to take a small break from reading the book and look on social media. Ignoring the irrelevant people like your annoying cousins you realize that you have like 7 messages from the same person. Your science lab partner, Shu Yamino.

Shu.YaMinion69: Mysta has something to ask you later

Shu.YaMinion69:*insert meme*

Shu.YaMinion69:Also I need help with the science homework-

Shu.YaMinion69:BTW C/n texted me to tell you that he will meet you in the 'place where he pulled you last time'

Shu.YaMinion69:I think he is a weirdo but like he could have texted you instead of me

Shu.YaMinion69:You need to tell me about whatever he meant, we have science tomorrow so yes

Shu.YaMinion69:Look at this

Shu.YaMinion69:*insert reel*

Reading the texts, you found it also odd that C/n texted Shu instead of you. You follow him on nearly every social platform there is and you guys also did text before because of projects and homework. It was truly weird to you but in reality, this guy was only using you to get closer to R/n. He just didn't want to be in your dm's because he knew that R/n was the jealous type. She would accuse him of cheating even if the texts shared between the two parties were from just two weeks before they started dating. She was that delusional.

Noticing the time, you replied to Shu quickly and shoved your books in your bag. Plugging your headphones in and slid on your shoes. You began your cold morning to school. 'how enjoyable.'

The day was going far too normal for your liking well that was until you were pulled into the janitor's closet. 'this is definitely C/n's doings' You thought to yourself but only to be proven wrong when you heard the unique voice of Mysta Rias himself.

"Heyy um Hi Y/n" The grip on your wrist was bearable but still it was tight. You gave him a confused look before opening your mouth.

"Mysta? Why did you pull me in here-hehe I thought that you were c/n"You chuckled to yourself at the thought of your crush but remembered again about what he told you the day before.

"Well, that's kinda the- actually no. I wanted to ask you for your number" His tone set you off, he looked a bit frantic but what he was asking you was something much different. You saw a pen in the pocket of his buttoned shirt so you took it. Next thing Mysta knew, you were scribbling the digits of your number on the back of his hand.

The fox-like boy kept looking at the door but the grip on your wrist had loosened a bit."Why are you so scared?"You questioned Mysta while you finished writing the last three numbers.

"There is something I wanted to ask of you and I did?"He scratched the back of his head with his other hand. Seemingly that he was still nervous around you, you let go of his hand.

"Why so unsure? anyways I want to eat my fo-"

"WAIT! Uh I mean I saw two students making out in the classroom beside and I just don't want you to see that cause they were getting into it. All SLOPPY yeah- and it just was a stomach-churning scene hehe" It was like Mysta was lying between his teeth cause he latched onto your wrist once more.

"We've both seen Shoto and Vox get all sloppy at that one party before, I think I can take thi-" He squeezed your wrist tighter.

"Trust me, it is bad, let's just wait another 5 minutes please.."He was really begging you to not go even though he got your number. Sighing in defeat, you just gave in to him.

"Okay Mysta, you win" you smiled at him and the male student in front of you returned the favor, letting go of you once again.

There were still 15 minutes of lunch left so both you and Mysta decided that the coast was clear now. Mysta even double-checked by looking both left and right as he poked his head out of the janitor's closet.

As you parted ways, Mysta whipped out his phone and Dm'ed Shu.

MystariasRias: I found C/n and R/n making out in the spare, empty classroom beside the janitor's closet and Y/n was gonna walk by.

Seen

There were many incidents where Mysta had to pull you aside to prevent you from seeing R/n and C/n kissing, hugging, and doing couple things in the open. This was happening for the rest of the week and you questioned it after the second time Mysta did it.

You were going to the canteen/cafeteria but then you were stopped once you saw Mysta across the hall. This just made you turn to face the other side and walk the longer route.

He was speed-walking to you but you honestly didn't want to be pulled aside once more. 'Not this again' You internally groaned to yourself because you knew that you would end up being in a secluded area with Mysta and miss out on half of your lunch again.

"Y/n wait!-" you were tugged into the embrace of the fox-like boy but your eyes met with familiar ones. It was C/n but looking down, you saw R/n holding his hand, fingers interlocked.

"Oh Hi Y/n, uh we have to get going, goodbye" You were devastated, you found your own rival with your crush. Well, now ex-crush. She always takes whoever you liked in the end. 'How tiring' They were heading in the direction you came from, looking at the as they passed by. R/n looked back and waved while smiling at you then she continued to follow C/n.

Pulling into a hug, Mysta stroked your hair while you just stay there in shock. You were still processing what just had happened. Thinking that all those times, Mysta was protecting you from seeing your own crush with your rival. The person who betrayed you.

Once the information processed in, you began to tear up and cry. Your arms tightened around him, pulling you in by the waist as you let all your emotions erupt. It was comforting as it lasted, you wanted to stay in his warm embrace but he pulled you into the classroom where C/n and R/n had come from. It was where your next class was.

"Use me to get over him"

Mysta,who was hugging you. It was all friendly as you let go of all your frustrations. His hands were wrapped around you like he was protective of you. Then and there,you realised that Mysta was the one who like you for you.

In a whispered tone, the fox like male hushed you with his welcoming voice.

"as you wish"

In all honesty, this was really short and not really well made because I have been sick for the past 2 weeks . I hope you guys enjoyed it regardless <3

--Use me to get over him-pt2 done--

taglist: @yukkitosposts , @gh0stwrl , @hisanory2702

#shu yamino #fanfiction #nijisanji #nijisanjien #ike eveland #luca kaneshiro #luxiem #mysta rias #vox akuma #fanfiction writer #mysta rias x reader #high school au #◇koshi's writings◇#♡koshirulynn

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sword-brainrot · 2 years

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hello there! might i request oodenta, nikkari, and hasebe interactin with a saniwa who has a lot of trust issues of, not necessarily others, but of themselves? thank you very much!

Oodenta Mitsuyo, Nikkari Aoe, and Heshikiri Hasebe with Saniwa with Self Trust Issues (GN!Reader)

♡ Honestly, they both suffer from that.

♡ Oodenta lives in constant fear and trust issues within himself since he doesn't want to hurt others.

♡ I think he wouldn't realize they also suffer from the same issues since he is so focused on his own actions and words. It's only one day when they say something along the lines of, "I don't think I should make a choice. It will probably be wrong."

♡ He probably wouldn't say much to encourage them. Small phrases. Since emotional vulnerability is hard for him to express.

♡ He would remind them that even if they don't trust themselves, he trusts them. Most likely when they express their doubts with themselves and their abilities, he will speak up and say; "Good Idea."

♡ He would also ask them their thoughts on the matters when in meetings together. Although... with his scary scowl that rests naturally on his face, saniwa may believe that he watching their every move - waiting for them to mess up.

♡ Which in turn... makes me a little more distant with wanting to focus his attention on them but also not wishing to scare them.

♡ It would be a big work in progress between the two. Him, becoming more comfortable with expressing himself more and actually speaking his mind more. Them, with working on trusting themselves more and making a mistakes doesn't make them unqualified to be doing what they love.

♡ Oodenta seeing them work so hard every day on being the version they always wanted to be, he would also try.

♡ Oodenta would try to speak his mind around them more but constantly reminding them to "tell me if I ever say something you do not like" because this man lives in constant fear of the people he cares about hating him.

♡ Even though... He is preparing himself for that fate everyday. Not thinking anyone will stay by his side long. This man was locked in a shed because people were scared of him when he was in his sword form....

♡ He would also try to get closer to animals! Still very wary since he would never want to kill an animal. The citadel can practically see the anxiety surround him when he sees a cute tiny animal approaching him.

♡ In time, as he gets closer to the saniwa, he would ask them if they could go with him to try to get closer to animals.

♡ He would still be very hesitant to hold them but feels calmer with them there next to him.

♡ Oodenta isn't the best with his words but he tries to be encouraging. If they are ever spiraling down in doubt, he will ask short questions to understand why they are thinking they way they are.

♡ "I don't think I'm good enough for this-" "why?" "Because others do it better than I do." "so? You're good enough."

♡ It may seem like he is a little stubborn and looking for a fight. In reality, he is trying to just guide them to seeing that they are fine the way they are.

♡ He is able to do this with others but with himself he still has a hard time not letting his thoughts get the best of him. The big problem with Oodenta is that he keeps it inside and then isolates.

♡ Saniwa asking him about his own thoughts and asking why he is separated from everyone. Normally he would just ignore them and ask if they can leave him alone.

♡ But has their bond strengthened, he tries to speak about it and explain.

♡ It's rough... He isn't used to that. He didn't realize how emotional it was until he tried to speak and he felt his throat tighten on him. Very curt responses and refusing to make eye contact.

♡ If they still sticks by his side and tries their best to listen to everything he has to say, he will slowly be able to explain.

♡ "Better if I am not around, I'm dangerous." "Do you want to be alone?" "....No." "Then I don't think you should be alone. You aren't as dangerous as you think you are. I mean, look at me! I'm happier beside you, Oodenta!"

♡ It's not an easy journey with either of them. The active encouragement goes a long way for their friendship and feeling more comfortable with their own abelites and person. The voice will always be in the back of their heads but it's easier to push away or argue back to realize that they are more capable than they give themselves credit for.

♡ And if either of them ever need someone, they have someone to lean on and understand.

♡ Even if Oodenta never talks too much, subtle touches go a long way. If he ever sees saniwa overthinking and clenching their hands, his hand will gently grasp their hand until they feel them loosen them. Only to pull away after. No words but he sees and cares in his own way.

♡ Nikkari can read people well... Perhaps TOO well. Especially when he can relate to them.

♡ When Nikkari sees his saniwa falter when about to speak, open their mouth only to shut it again, and distant themselves from others - he sees all of it.

♡ Meeting his overlooking gaze will be rewarded with a knowing grin from him. Friendly enough, but also telling of: "I know something about you that others may not".

♡ Would Nikkari ever bring it up first? Perhaps not. He has his own issues with his own trust in himself, he most likely not think he is a well fit to discuss such matters.

♡ That doesn't stop him in the late nights, going around looking like a ghost in the halls, to meet with Ishikirimaru because he would think he could handle it better than Nikkari ever could.

♡ Ishikirimaru is a healing sword. Nikkari killed a ghost child and can never be divine. Of course he would think lowly of himself when facing someone with similar confidence in themselves like he does.

♡ Sadly for him, Ishikirimaru simply gives advice to Nikkari instead of going out of his way to approach you and help. Not what Nikkari would of liked.

♡ "For a spiritual healing sword... You sure know how to torment someone. Is this my divine punishment?"

♡ So he watches. He watches you struggle and see himself in your actions. Biting the inside of his lip because he wants to say something to make it right but he can't even make his own situation "right".

♡ Nikkari would speak up in meetings for you, asking you what you would think.

♡ Clearly you notice. You noticed his stare (which is more frequent from before), his smile when you catch his gaze after not being able to speak, and you notice him speaking up for you - trusting your words.

♡ Although it is nerve-wrecking and puts you in the spotlight, no one dismisses your plans and many agree with your outlook on situations.

♡ Every time, Nikkari will give you a final smile before finally turning away from you. Almost saying, "my work here is done".

♡ If you seek him out to ask his intentions, the smile will resume on his pale lips and a tilt of his head as he gazes at your face: "What ever are you talking about, aruji? I simply asked your thoughts. Has my sinister aura finally corrupted you and you can only think of me?"

♡ Playful, mysterious Nikkari.

♡ Your frown of his answer not going unnoticed.

♡ "If we trust you, you should give yourself a little more credit. Making a mistake does not mean you are not wise."

♡ "I could say the same thing to you. Making a mistake does not mean you are not divine."

♡ His smile falters slightly as it resumes, more artificial than previously. "Others perhaps a differing opinion than your own. Are you sure you wish to put your word on such a statement?"

♡ "I trust you, so you should give yourself more credit. I don't think any of my words have been wrong yet."

♡ For once he is at a loss for words. So he nods and disappears into the darkness of the halls. The journey of self-trust is not an easy one for either of you. However, your words go a long way for Nikkari. Similarly his words to you.

♡ It's easier to trust yourself when others are willing to as well. If they have a reason to believe in you, then surely it is justified. At least, Nikkari believes in you and he is not one to give his trust blindly.

♡ Hasebe trusted once before and got burned. A lasting resentment that even time could never fully heal.

♡ He put his love and devotion to his previous master, Oda Nobunaga, only to be tossed away without another look at his sword. To someone his master wasn't even close to, really.

♡ Where once was affection left a burn wound on Hasebe of bitterness.

♡ When Hasebe first met you, he was distant. Only doing what was commanded of him and not speaking much to you, or anyone really. He was going to be a sword and be thrown away yet again.

♡ But you didn't. You kept putting trust in this poor man who thought he was worthless. A man who loved so brightly before and it crushed him. Could he love and trust again, with you?

♡ He wasn't sure. He was scared. Yet... Somewhere in his heart - He desperately wanted to.

♡ It was slow but he gave you his trust and affections. Asking you of your opinions on even the silliest of things. "Aruji! Yōkan or Agedashi Tōfu for our afternoon snack?" "Aruji! Does purple fit me well?" "What do you think of the tea I made today?"

♡ He cared. He seeked your approval. He wanted to do right by you, even if you thought you couldn't trust yourself to make decisions.

♡ Hasebe isn't great at reading emotions like other swords. He is a emotional guy who shows everything he feels in his words, body, and face. He can't always catch subtle inflexions of tone that means that someone is upset.

♡ But he has been around you long enough that when you space out longer than usual or not smiling as much, he notices.

♡ He pays you compliments and tries to lift your spirits because you are the person he cares about the most. He wants to be of worth to you.

♡ If anyone is going to praise your every move, it will be him. He adores you.

♡ You make a mistake? That is okay. It was such a little thing. You can always try again next time.

♡ There will always be a next time with Hasebe. As long as you allow, he will stay by your side.

♡ If you ever open your heart to him about the issues you face, he will smile and look at you with the most fondness in his heart.

♡ "Aruji, what you are feeling is very normal. You have been put in a position of power that you may not feel like you are capable of having yet. My previous masters were like that too. Always doubting their attack strategies, thinking they are not good enough. They kept a strong face but behind screens... I saw their shoulders sink and the weight hard to bare.

♡ I could do nothing back then. I was a sword at their side. I am a sword at your side, now. However, I can support you in other ways. We all can. I trust you even though I am scared of being thrown away again. You know why? Because we see all the good parts of you that you may overlook and we know that you are a good person to listen to. You can lean on us just like we lean on you. But... It would be best to lean on me the most, I can support you better..."

#Touken Ranbu #Touken Danshi #Tourabu #Touken Ranbu Headcanons #Touken Ranbu Imagines #Touken Ranbu x Reader #TKRB #TKRB Headcanons #TKRB Imagines #TKRB x Reader #Oodenta Mitsuyo #Oodenta Mitsuyo x Reader #Nikkari Aoe #Nikkari Aoe x Reader #Heshikiri Hasebe #Heshikiri Hasebe x Reader

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exielimon · 1 year

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I don’t believe I’m making one of these ever again, I just needed to get it out of my head, I’m not a writer. Anyways LU first and probably last fic.

This one is called-

Thought it was normal

I am really sorry if there are mistakes along the text, my native language is not english.

——

“hey bro…?”

“hm?”

“I can’t find my earphones, do you have something I can borrow?”

“Uhhh… yeah, you see, that box on the table beside the front door? there should be my earphones, but I advise you, they sound quite low.”

“Okay thank you!”

I have always had an imaginative mind, I was always imagining myself into non-physically-posible situations, always distracting me from my reality and getting me out of the pain of boredom. I was doing that too, in the moment I heard a thud behind me through the music in my brother’s black earphones. I could always hear that type of weird noises in my house, it was not haunted, I am sure of that because my parents built it, so I was not worried, I was even used to it. I looked over my shoulder, glancing around the kitchen and as expected, not finding anything, again, I could always hear those type of sounds, specially around that hour, around one in the morning I mean, but this was normal, never happens anything.

I turned around to see the dishes again, my music still playing.

There was a window in front of me, a big window actually. It was in the very front of my house, facing the street of my neighborhood, I couldn’t see through it because of the lack of light outside, so in that pitch black, I could only see reflection from inside my house and some lights from outside.

This reflection confused me when I saw two little red dots glowing in the cristal of the window, it was not a car outside, since they were beside one another and not one on top of the other, they were too small anyway… and they didn’t shine, they were only… there… glowing slightly… growing closer… wait- closer?!

The reflection still confused me when I turned around with a slight gasp leaving my lips and I didn’t find anything of such fire-like color. Wait… I never got scared of things like this… what’s happening…? the feeling of being watched was always present, it was normal too… it was present here too… but this was different from other times… it was never more that the beginning 'thud'… what the heck?

I tried to ignore it again… never happens anything anyway… I turned to see the window once more, the glowing dots were still there… but didn’t move anymore… now they…- it… was closer… almost could feel it’s breath in my right ear through the still playing music… or… wait… I can feel it’s breath… what was that dark thing in the corner of my eye?! what-

I turned my head, stepping quickly to the opposite way, there was nothing…

“what the…-“

The window had a pitch black again, nothing of another color… I ignored it again… it was over, I was just tired, or at least that’s what I wanted to believe, it was almost two in the morning, when had an hour passed…?

I finished the dishes and took my stuff, my phone, the box of my brother’s wireless earphones and drank a cup of water.

Going to the stairs and glancing back to the window of the kitchen is the last thing I remember of my home. Those red glowing dots were mocking at me again through the reflection. I felt my foot slip from a step, then my vision was void-black.

I am now lying in who-knows-where, I can see a blue sky and a few leaves producing shade over my eyes, is sounds peaceful, I feel a little dizzy actually… my vision is blurring again… I think my head hurts, I don’t know, I don’t believe I’m thinking straight, the slurred sounds of someone screaming in the distance are proving so… it’s silly…

Uh…

Blue sky…? a tree…? was I not inside my house…? Why do I feel grass beneath my body…? I’m sure I was going to sleep…

who’s screaming…?

I glance to my left, I can’t exactly see, my vision is growing more blurred by every second, I can spot a few people, a few of them look like they’re searching something frenetically through… what is that… their bags I guess…?

heh, this is how my friend who never wears her glasses sees?? that’s fucked up…

Oh right… back to where I am…

Where am I??

My arm looks a little… hurt… that rock over there looks sharp… that would explain the numb in my arm, I wonder if I got more hurt… why do those people look so panicked…? why is my vision fading again…?

My eyes fall shut, I don’t think they noticed I opened them anyway. Uh, whatever, I’ll wake up in the morning and I’ll be depressed because it was a dream and nothing interesting or out of the usual actually happened…

Or that’s what I thought…

“Ugh…”

That is the only thing that left my mouth while waking up, I had a terrible headache, I felt dizzy again, my eyes felt like they were spinning in their spot under my eyelids, I lay on the blanket that was on the floor, I don’t remember sleeping on the floor, but I always do it, so it’s normal, I’ll ignore it.

My hand went to cover my eyes, even if I didn’t feel any light, just want to rub the sleep away, but it’s only making it worse. I open my eyes under my hand and it hurts, why do I feel like I’m going to dismantle…? what hap…-

Oh… I tripped…

I push myself to a sitting position and realize… I’m not in my room… I can’t see straight, as if I did stand up too quickly… I only sat up god damn, but I can’t feel my room… the first thing I see after the black in my eyes finishes fading is a camp in the middle of what looks like a forest… what the heck… I look around there’s a blonde person beside me… they seem asleep, but I can’t tell with my blurred vision, c’mon I need to see! they wear a red clothing and a blue cap… weird combination but doesn’t look bad, huh…

After a few seconds I rub my eyes again, I’m still not thinking straight… why am I not getting worried over the fact that I’m not in my house? who’s this… guy…? I honestly can’t tell with my vision like this.

I scan myself, I’m patched up for some reason, every sore spot in my body seems to be treated, I’m wearing different clothes, I’m on a bedroll on the veil of dry fallen leaves from the trees above my head, it’s reasonable, but doesn’t answer the main question forming inside my head while consciousness returns to my mind:

“What the fuck is happening…?”

The person beside me seems to wake up, seems like my question caught him off guard because how he reacted.

“I’M ALERT!!” he jumped to a seated position.

It’s a little funny how I’m staring at them, but they are looking at me the same way, so I guess they won’t get mad, I’m just looking confused anyway.

“Uh- you’re awake!” he leans closer to me as if inspecting my… wounds… “how are you feeling? do you feel dizzy? do you need another potion?”

“Wh- calm down, I can’t think straight-“

My voice is hoarse, just like I always wake up. “I… feel dizzy, yeah, it’s fading tho… and… wait- did you just say 'potion'?!”

“yeah- what, are you allergic or something?!” the blonde looks kinda confused now… a little worried.

“No- I just… uh… what the heck…? why do you look so much like…” my vision came back!! finally!! the person in front of me looks freaky alike the Veteran from that amazing comic named Linked Universe I just started following weeks ago… but why…? can this be a cosplayer? what a cool background, it’s so realistic, but when did I end up with this guy in his study?

“Like…?” the guy got tired of looking at me dazing off

“Uh… where am I? who are you? what the heck is happening? I have a lot of questions actually” one of them is: why am I not freaking out…?

“Uh… of those questions I can only answer one actually…- I have no Idea where we are actually, me and my group are lost as well, you see, we’re not from here and since you are the only person we’ve found in like seven hours, we thought you could tell us…” He explains, looks like we’re both screwed up. “I have no idea what is happening to you and… the name’s Veteran or Legend

I prefer Vet tho, all are nicknames since, you’ll see, me and my friends all have the same name”

“Uh- what the- yo for real…? is this not a cosplay…? because if it is I really am not a part of the role, I’m actually really confused.” what the heck does this guy mean…? sure he looks exactly like the guy from the comic, and that is worrying me.

“yeah uh… cos-… what?” oh lord… “you sure hit your head hard huh?” he chuckled.

“Oh for fuck’s sake… is this even real?” Well there it is, I’m starting to freak out.

“Uh- what a language, I guess you’re in your right this must a lot to process after waking up of such a hit-“ He paused for a moment and returned to the process of making sure I didn’t loose my mental state. “do you remember what were you fighting or what caused you that?”

“Uh- cause me what?” My freaking out did not fade, but my mind focused more on my confusion.

“Look at you, you look like your body is going to snap like a bunch of sticks”

“Huh?” I remembered my aching body “Uh, that… I- listen, if you’re not a cosplayer then just don’t ask how I know this, but I am not from 'around here' either, I am from another world… not a timeline, a whole different world, a world where… actually you shouldn’t exist-… doesn’t matter- the point is… I need to get back, if I am where I think I am, then I shouldn’t be here, I’ll die with the first monster!“

“Woah woah- calm down, first I am definitely going to ask how you know that- but later. And second, if you know that- then you should know that I don’t know how to get back either.”

“Oh… right, why the fuck am I so calm now…? I’m in a fucking different world and…-“ I pause thinking again about the last moment I saw my home, I was holding something… what was it? My hand goes to touch my ear and seek for something that I wish wasn’t there, but it was… my brother’s earphones. “Did I… have something on my hands when you found me?”

“Uhm… Oh yes!” he took a hand to his pocket and started looking for something, taking out two things: my phone and the little black box of the earphones. “you were clutching at it really hard, we thought it was important, even if we didn’t know what it is…” he stretched out his hand for me to grab the devices.

“Oh thanks!” I opened the case and put the wireless earphones inside. “So… where are the others?” I glance at the ashes of the campfire, it still has fathoms, as if it hasn’t been too long since it was extinguished.

“my group? some went to-“

“We’re back! at least us, heh” someone interrupted stepping inside the clearing. A person with blonde hair, blue eyes, scar all over the left side of their face and a sky blue shirt with the design of a sword pointing down. I recognize this guy.

Before one of them reacted, three more people walk behind him: A brunette taller guy with a white… cape? no, I recognize him too, that’s a sailcloth, sky’s sailcloth. Another guy also brown hair and a green tunic, as simple as that, I recognize them too. And for the last, a small guy, his blonde hair reaches his shoulders, wears a green band on the forehead and his tunic splits on four different colors, heheh, if these guys knew what that means.

One of them notices the stranger waken up, me. Sends a kind smile at me and sets the things he had in his hands where the shorter blonde guy asks him to.

“I see you’re awake” He comes close and sits down in front of me, oh lord I hate eye contact.

“You think?” What the hell was that answer? it is a joke but I’m not sure if they’ll get it, what if they think I’m rude-

A chuckle. They got the joke fine. Oh thanks lord.

“Oh-kay why do you say that, you still dizzy?”

“Uh- no… yes… shit I still can’t think straight”

“oh well- language, young one”

“uh- sorry” I rub my eyes again.

“Oh good! they woke up! everything okay?” A voice can be heard from behind the brunette in front of me, I think it’s from the shorter blonde, I can’t tell. “they didn’t freak out?”

“oh yeah, I forgot I had to freak out” honestly it’s surprising that I’m so calm, the fact that I am in a totally different world probably infested with unknown monsters and creatures, infinite different ways of me dying alone and that I’m with the reincarnations of what’s probably a god of courage… yeah, I should probably freak out now… somehow I feel happiness instead…

“Please don’t, you’re doing well ‘til now”

the blonde besides me speaks once again. now that I realize, his pink streaks are very faded, but I can see them clear. I was wondering why I couldn’t see them while my vision was blurred, but I can understand why now.

“Ok fine…”

“So, do you recognize this place?” the brunette started again “I’m sorry to be asking you when you just woke up… we don’t actually-“

“I don’t know either”

“huh?”

“I’m not from this world either… last thing I remember is tripping over a step on the stairs of my house, after that… everything is unknown…” I explained, it’s weird… I’m not good with words… I can’t actually remember a single time when I spoke so fluidly to a person, I’m a god damn introvert. “except for you…” I whispered under my breath, fortunately, they didn’t catch it.

“A-and how do you know we’re…” the brunette- Sky is stuttering, maybe I should’ve just said that I hit my head too hard and lost my memory. Oh well.

“I… I know a lot of things… long story short, I’ve… seen you…? as an omniscient-being…?” I think I’m gonna break him “now I am the one asking you not to freak out”

The silence feels awkward now, the boy in front of me looks confused and horrified at the same time, and I can feel the glare, that the pink streaked beside me is shooting to my neck as if it’s burning my skin with the same expression, the other three behind Sky are staring too, I think I’ve said too much, oh fucking god… I screwed up and I don’t know how to fix such bullshit. “I… I’m not your enemy tho…” as if that’s gonna calm them down.

The taller blonde- Wild starts to approach, he seems wary, almost as if he’s approaching some wind aggressive animal, that’s rude.

“Uhm… s-should we… suspect?” The blonde approaching asks slowly to his mate, the skyloftian.

“I’m right here y’know?” I huff offended, yep, that was rude. I decide to rub my eyes again while they rebuild themselves and then take the same hand through my head, how long have I been sweating?

The movement of my hair lets the pink streaked- Veteran see my right ear with a golden (and dirty because of the use) earring.

“Guys…? I know I’m the least likely to trust people and I’m the most paranoid of this group, but I think they say the truth…” the Veteran suggests, looking at my earring as I let my hair fall again.

I turn my gaze to the guy next to me, he’s not looking at my eyes, he’s looking at my ear… “huh…? oh- that.”

“What do you mean…?” The skyward boy asks still with a wary voice, which I just take as they do want an explanation to trust me, yet is still not sure if he should.

This is my opportunity to prove them that I’m not lying “Look, I only know about your adventures, don’t go thinking I’m a weird stalker” I take a bit of my hair behind my ears each side, letting see my the different ears. ”Also I wasn’t expecting this to be relevant”

“Woah…” the Wild hero seems convinced now.

“Well, if you think about it…”Legend starts explaining, which is weird because I always thought he would be the most difficult to convince. “it shouldn’t be relevant… but it does prove you’re not from a Hyrule…” well that’s true “I don’t believe the Yigas are so smart for something like this” He turns his gaze to his wild brother, which the other answers with a shrug, yet somehow looking with agreement.

“The old man and the Captain will know what to do” Sky states “They will decide if we should trust them”

“Again, I’m right here.” well that’s annoying.

“Oh- sorry, didn’t mean to”

———

The rest of the heroes arrived, they were haunting and some hoard of monsters caught them off guard, or at least that’s what they look like, some scratches, bruises and the open minor slashes they had all over their clothes.

Time, Twilight, Warrior and Wind. The minor part of the group, but the ones that enjoy spending energy on active stuff, or simply, they like causing trouble like the gremlins they actually are.

But I did not have much time to think abut that and mock in my head over the topic; for now, while the others are chatting around a campfire, I find myself separated, with four beings that emanate authority: A war god, a divine blue-eyed beast, a captain of the royal knights and the murderer of an evil god and creator of the most powerful weapon against darkness. Without mentioning again that I’m with a bunch (now nine) of reincarnations of the spirit of courage himself.

Time, Twilight, Warrior and Sky are sitting in front of me and the only thing I can think about is “Why are you looking at me like that…?” I am feeling threatened…

Time, with his stoic face and the markings of the fierce deity on his face. His only ocean blue eye looking deep into my soul. He’s resting his elbows on his knees and his chin on his intertwined hands.

The Captain Warrior next to him, one of his ankles resting on the opposite knee, resting his elbow on the other knee and covering his mouth with two fingers of the same resting arm. Why does he have to scan me like that???

Twilight is sitting straight, arms crossed and knees just in a sitting position.

The Skyloftian just seems tired, he’s resting his face on his hand, elbow on his knee.

“seen us?” the rancher starts “how?”

Don’t think I can just tell them they’re mere characters from a franchise. “Y-you’re really famous around my word…” how am I even planing to justify the timelines then?! “my… my world is really advanced on technology… we… discovered the…the branches of the timelines… now you have a place in history” that’s an excuse, but not exactly the truth, will they believe?

“That far in the future…?” the warrior is impressed.

The timeless hero doesn’t. He glares at me like he can sense my hidden truth.

“It is impressive… but doesn’t exactly answer the ‘seen us’ part.” that emotionless eye is burning my skin.

“Uhm… history books… representations… even TV shows…” I chuckle quite nervously, I hope they didn’t notice that, which is most likely that they did.

“What is a ‘TV show’?”

“Uh… it’s a… show displayed on a screen… or most likely a device that… well, emits light different colors forming an image with movement… plays those type of shows for a general public that has that same type of device… named ‘television’… ‘Tv’ for short… I’m not good with technical explanations”

“oh, something like Wild’s slate… but with different meanings??”

“yeah… entertainment and emission of news…” Okay this is getting better.

“well that is an advanced future… with such advanced knowledge on technology, and to use it to mere entertainment… would be easy to discover a lot of things” the old man states, but why does he sill seem wary? his eye doesn’t show a bit of softening. “but” oh god. “how did you get here then? you don’t look like an adventurer or a time traveler, sure you wouldn’t just enter a portal because you saw it”

oh, shit I thought he was gonna throw a question that would tear me apart. “Uh, I’m not actually sure, I was in my house, the last thing I remember is tripping over a step on the stairs… I was just going to sleep”

“Anything weird before that? some presence…? a shadow?” this Old man is getting to the point, good.

“uh actually… yes, now that I think about it, there was a presence, but that type of things always happens at my home, so I don’t think it’s relevant” At least I can say this more relaxed.

“Maybe it was taking advance of that situation to be near. We’ve been dealing with a shadow version of us and we believe you could be involved.” the ranch-hand just wants to finish this, he seems tired. “did you not see something? perhaps with red eyes?”

“Uh… red eyes…?” the image of the glowing dots on the window return to my mind. The simple thought of it is making me shiver and returns the cold feeling of being watched. “I…”

I’m shaking, that thing was behind me and playing with my mind. It was right over my shoulder. I couldn’t see it, it could be here right this instant, it could be reaching its hand or claw at me right in this moment. A cold breeze runs through my back, I’m afraid to look back, the anxiety is running through my body and I am staring at…- what am I staring at? I can’t register, my mind is only waiting for the moment when that thing clenches my shoulder and shoves me into a black-pitch void.

A hand on my shoulder makes my head snap in that direction, a gasp leaving my lips and realize that is nothing else than the hand of a rancher, trying to make me breath steadily. Since when did I stop breathing-?

“hey- you with us?” The blue-eyed beast asks.

Aww he so gentle! I wanna hug him!! wait- back to the present. “y-yeah… I think… I think I did saw a thing with red eyes… on a reflection that was already black…” the mere memory of it is got me shivering, god damn that thing even touched me-

“Then you must be meant to come with us… you definitely have something to do with all of this… and if you have so much information about us, we sure cannot leave you at your mercy exposed to that thing… no offense, but you don’t look like a fighter either.” Sky mid-woke up, poor baby is eepy.

Wht- it’s weird now that they are real people- grown mans even, I can’t go thinking that!

They invite me to have dinner among the rest around the campfire, they are talking low, but they enjoy themselves, and I enjoy this meal, goddamn they fanfics do not lie, Wild cooks delicious.

“so… now that you’ll be coming with us…”The question makes my head snap out of my thoughts, redirecting my gaze towards Four who has the only position that seems to be directed at me. “You said you’re not a fighter, that means you’re not a Link, so… What’s your name?”

The rest of the group stare at me, expecting an answer. Oh satan, I hate so much eyes on me… what do I tell them? My real name? it’s in Spanish and long, may be difficult for them to pronounce it. The nickname I chose for myself? well, maybe, but it sounds kinda weird, may be the best option but still. ‘Player’? I can’t go explaining why that name. Am I taking too long to answer?!

“Uhm… w-why don’t you make a nickname for me?”

“Sounds great! we can have fun while making a new nickname!” Wind states in his childish excitement, I swear he’s adorable and did not deserve anything of what he’s been through.

I take a look around me as the others start thinking my new nickname, I realize now why I didn’t freak out… I feel safe around them… their heroic aura is so strong that their mere presence is calming… Besides, the happiness may be because this is actually happening and not just another of those dreams which I wake up from and instantly get bored. Or at least I hope so…

#linked universe #the legend of zelda #tloz #lu wild #lu wind #lu four #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu sky #lu time #lu hyrule #lu legend #lu fic #writing #oneshot #one shot fic #first fic #lu x player #lu x reader

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leonawriter · 4 months

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I keep mentioning Ran's reaction to all of this, and honestly it changed my brain chemistry so much when I first read it.

Here she is, near the start of the case, not long after "Shinichi" has been rescued. She's talking with Kazuha about how she feels.

"Suppose the person you like, who you've been waiting to see, suddenly appeared in front of you... but they've lost their memory. ...If it were you, what would you do?"

Kazuha reacts strongly. "If that happened, I'd cry!! The joy of being able to meet, as well as the sorrow from seeing him forget everything, would well up together and I'd definitely cry... if that doesn't happen, maybe that person isn't really someone ya like, but more of a normal friend!"

And although she tries to take those words back, Ran admits that she doesn't feel anything. As though Shinichi has "gone far away."

Which, he has. This is probably one of the few times in the entire series where Shinichi ISN'T constantly at her side!

Ran is left in such a scattered and confused mental state because of how her perception ("I should feel something stronger than this when Shinichi is here") doesn't match her reality ("I do not feel anything strong at all") that she recklessly runs into the forest - a dangerous place where people have died - calling for the Shiragami-sama.

Now... this is another important thing because...

The moment he appears, all that she can tell is that he's scary. She can't tell that it's a costume, or what his real face looks like, or how he's moving at all. Just that she's been chasing a forest spirit.

Normally, Ran is terrified of ghosts and spirits because you can't beat them up. But she chased this one even though she becomes "too scared to talk" the moment he appears, because no matter how scared she is, she wants Shinichi back to normal more.

Later, after she's been found by Hattori and the others, and they've come back to the Hinohara place with "Shinichi" in tow, she sees him breaking down in tears after admitting that he killed someone.

She just... stares. Kind of blankly. Thinking, "Who? Who is this person... No! This isn't Shinichi..."

No matter that he's supposedly lost his memories, Ran knows him better than that - and she's right. No matter if it's a real life case or a narrative convention, he should have acted closer to the Shinichi she knows, if he'd simply lost his memory.

If you have amnesia, that simply means you can't remember things. Not that they didn't happen, didn't shape your subconscious, and who you are. Amnesia doesn't change your personality.

And then in the end, Kazuha - one of the ones who also is a key "emotional intelligence over logic" person - is proven right, the moment the real, actual Kudo Shinichi appears.

And all of that is even pointed out by Hattori, as he's explaining the case to everyone.

The reason this all stuck with me so much was the way that it portrays Ran as having such a strong sense of knowing who Shinichi is that it almost feels more than humanly possible. It feels like something from a story where magic is real, where people can have a supernatural level of connection with people.

It kind of feels like one of those soulmates stories, where you can tell, right down to your soul itself, that this person is or is not the person you're connected to.

And that? That is the sort of fairy-tale romance that I've internalised as the kind of thing I look for in stories since then.

#dcmk stuff #leona rereads dcmk

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beanghostprincess · 9 months

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A very Sanuso Christmas #10

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

"What's in a dress"

-> Transfem Sanuso

It's her first Christmas being seen as a woman. It's her first Christmas actually wearing an elegant dress and it's the first Christmas Usopp spends being Sanji's girlfriend. There are a lot of first times happening at the same time, and the poor girl couldn't be more stressed. She isn't one for dresses, first of all. She has always been more fond of comfortable clothes (her overalls or just jeans, always wondering why Zoro is allowed to go shirtless and she isn't) and she isn't one for makeup either because it's too much effort and she keeps saying she doesn't really need it (in reality is that she's deeply scared she might not look like she expects).

The Christmas party the crew wants to throw (and by "crew" is basically that Bartolomeo called and said to meet with Luffy's followers to throw a party that he gladly accepted because, you know, food) is about to happen in a few days and she doesn't have any dress to wear or any idea what to do. Because she knows they're gonna go elegant. For fuck's sake, even Nami has managed to convince Zoro and Luffy to wear suits. So, yeah, the day keeps getting closer and she has no idea what to do.

Sanji isn't cooking (for once) when Usopp enters the kitchen. She's just sitting on one of the chairs smoking, and perhaps just enjoying her alone time. Her back is facing the kitchen so she doesn't see it's Usopp the one to open the door, but if she doesn't say a word it's because she probably already knows it's her. Usopp reaches out to her and hugs her from behind, her arms around her shoulders and her chin resting on top of her head. She presses her girlfriend closer and sighs.

The cook takes a drag of her cigarette and proceeds to intertwine one of her hands with Usopp's. "What's wrong, mon trésor?"

Usopp buries her face on Sanji's undone hair. "I don't have any dresses for the party."

The sniper has to step away a little when Sanji looks up at her, frowning. "But you never wear dresses."

"Yeah." Usopp scoffs. "That's the reason why I don't have one for the party."

Sanji smiles softly, her eyes instantly brightening up when she sees her girlfriend. "But you will look good no matter-"

"Save it." The sniper sighs, and grips Sanji's shoulder tighter. "I want to wear a dress."

Usopp is not exactly sure why she's doing all of this. Perhaps she just wants to feel feminine for once. She doesn't want to prove anything to anybody, if that's what Sanji's thinking. She just... She just really wants to feel like an average girl. Like she's- Like she's a normal girl.

She knows Sanji would kill her if she heard that. Usopp hates that concept too. Regrets even thinking about it. It's stupid.

Sanji doesn't speak for a few minutes, almost finishing her cigarette right there as time passes by and Usopp starts getting more and more anxious about her girlfriend's reply.

"I'm buying you a dress the moment we step into this island." She says it like there's no way Usopp will change her mind.

But the mere thought of wearing a brand new dress makes her insides ache, so she just hugs Sanji tighter. "I don't- Please, don't." Because maybe she isn't ready yet to own anything like that. It doesn't feel- "Safe. I- I would feel safer. Better. If you just let me borrow one of yours?"

Sanji sighs loudly, but she can't help but smile at Usopp's words. She quickly moves her girlfriend around swiftly to make her sit on her lap, and Usopp barely has time to react when Sanji hugs her closer and buries her face in the crook of her neck. "How could I say no to my gorgeous girlfriend wearing one of my dresses?" She starts kissing her all over her neck and face and hands and every part of her body she can reach until Usopp is laughing and trying to push her away, her hands landing on top of Sanji's shoulders again. The cook keeps their foreheads together for a few seconds. "But for the record, mon amour, I'm wearing a suit. And the second you feel uncomfortable we're getting you something else to wear, alright? You are a girl, you don't need any stupid clothes to prove it."

Usopp melts at Sanji's concern and kisses her nose before replying. "Could you help me with my makeup too?"

And that's when she definitely breaks her girlfriend because Sanji can just hug her waist closer and place her head on her chest trying hard not to lose it. "You're spoiling me."

The sniper just laughs at that. "Early Merry Christmas, I guess."

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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#i swear i never write these on time #some people have works irl okay :(#i should be able to live just writing silly fanfics tbh #okay but i'm starting to wonder if i'll be able to do this every day lmao #anyway i love transfem sanuso i genuinely wonder why the concept of genderbending exists when you can just make them trans #these two will be the end of me honestly #thinking about wearing a suit on christmas and thinking my mom will murder me probably #gender fucking sucks actually #one piece #black leg sanji #usopp #sanuso #transfem sanji #transfem usopp #transfem sanuso #a very sanuso christmas

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