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pjsfvs · 1 year ago

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relaxing - sunghoon hc

paring: bf!sunghoon x gf!afab!reader

genre: smut

warnings: smut, fluff, smoking weed, true love, curvy reader, Protected sex, fingering, hair pulling, shot gunning

word count: 4k

summary: You and Sunghoon spend a rainy weekend in his basement smoking and relaxing to the sound of the rain, which leads to a night of high love making.

a/n: i got some requests in my inbox but i was already writing this so ill write for those and post them either later today or tomorrow because i wont have plans :3 also sunghoon is my bias but ive never wrote something for him which is shocking 😭

The sound of the rain was what set the mood, the millions of drops pattering against the high windows of Sunghoon's basement sounding through the atmosphere. You laid on your back against the soft cushions of the couch, your eyes closed in a peaceful state as you waited patiently for your boyfriend.

"Alright, babe, we've got weed, video games, and movies; what do you want to do?" Sunghoon spoke cheerfully, closing the basement door behind him as he bounded down the wooden stairs.

"Hm, how about we go for a walk?" Giggling, your body bounced lightly as Sunghoon sat on the opposite end of the couch, lifting your sock clad feet onto his lap.

"Yeah, and catch a cold while we're at it too," He chuckled, rubbing your calf before taking in your appearance.

You were dressed in a simple pair of grey leggings, which make your ass look great, and a worn v-cut graphic-tee with the Pepsi logo across the chest. Even when you dressed so simple, you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen and he often wondered what he did to have someone so wonderful, other than Jake, in his life.

You opened your dazzling brown eyes, locking your gaze with his. "Why are you looking at me like that, silly?" You giggled, sticking your tongue out as you propped your head on a couch pillow.

"Just thinking about of amazing you are, dork." He countered, squeezing your leg lovingly as he watched your cheeks get a little warm.

"Gosh, you're too much for me," You sighed, covering your face with your hands before peeking out between your fingers, "Let's get high."

Sunghoon smiled, taking his signature white headphones from around his neck and placing them on the coffee table on front of them. "Shot gunning?"

"Shot gunning."

Shot gunning was your preferred way of getting high, ever since meeting Sunghoon that is. The first time you had tried weed, which actually was with Sunghoon, you inhaled too hard and ended up choking on your own breath. Sunghoon insisted that you didn't have to smoke just because he did it, but you insisted on trying it which led to him teaching you a different way of achieving the high without having to touch the blunt herself.

Once everything was set up Sunghoon took the blunt between his finger and thumb before striking the lighter in his other hand, bringing the small flame to the tip and watching it light up. He put the lighter away and took the first hit, breathing deeply and closing his eyes before exhaling, the smoke bellowing out of his parted lips and nose. A few seconds passed before he opened his eyes again, turning his head towards you.

"Ready?"

He watched as you bit your lower lip and nodded, sitting yourself up on the couch before kneeling next to him, their faces level with each other as your eyes stayed locked.

"I need to hear you say you're ready, beautiful."

You felt your face heat up and your heart swell, you always loved how caring he was about making sure you weren't feeling pressured. "I'm ready, Hoonie."

A small smile graced his lips before he brought the blunt up again, taking another slow drag and putting the blunt down, holding his breath. You parted your plump lips and Sunghoon did the same before blowing the smoke into your mouth. The smoke filled your lungs as you breathed in slowly, letting your eyes flutter shut before exhaling the same way, feeling your nerves begin to calm. As you opened your eyes your gaze locked with Sunghoon, who had a goofy smirk on his face.

"I never get tired of seeing that." He grinned, his heart nearly skipping a beat at the half-lidded stare you were giving him. The glow of the various lava lamps he had in the basement illuminated your face in a way that made it seem like you belonged in a pin-up poster, too perfect to be sitting in front of him right now.

"I never get tired of being shot gunned by you." You wistfully replied, a small smile tugging at your lips before another wave of heat rose to your cheeks. "Do you mind if I try something?" Your voice came out small, your gaze averting to the floor as you processed what you were going to do.

"Yeah- I mean, no, go for it," Sunghoon stuttered slightly, an embarrassed smile taking over the proud grin he had.

At his approval, you maneuvered your leg across his thighs before kneeling in front of him, straddling his waist as you sat in his lap. The new, and better, position allowed them both to be able to face each other without having to break their necks to face each other or Sunghoon to turn away to flick the ashes off.

"I-I just thought this would be easier," You spoke lightly, your hands picking nervously at each other in your lap. Sure, you had been dating for nearly a year, but that didn't stop your nerves from spiking each time you went out on a limb.

Sunghoon felt his cheeks set themselves on fire at the new position, having so much more to worry about than getting a cramp in his neck or side. "Y-Yeah, no, this is great, way better than before, actually." He smiled softly, his left hand resting on your hip lovingly as comfort.

After taking a moment to settle themselves, they began the process again; Sunghoon breathing in the smoke before blowing it into your mouth, allowing you to take in the high as well. He watched as you tilted your head back, sighing the smoke out into the air above them to avoid blowing it back into Sunghoon's face.

Sunghoon tracked your movement, his eyes trailing along your neck, taking in your smooth skin, before delving lower into what the cut of your t-shirt allowed him to see. He took in the details of your collarbones, just slightly protruding out, and the view of your breasts, which were slightly elevated due to the bra you wore. He wouldn't consider himself a person who gets horny while high, but with the view that was given to him in this very moment he could make an exception.

Thus, the process continued, rotating until the blunt was nothing but ash, leaving you and Sunghoon in a haze of smoke and lust as they grew closer to each other; you sat comfortably in Sunghoon's lap as he held onto your hips, his hands casually gripping your curves. Your foreheads rested on each-others, your noses slightly bumping as you relished in the high together, needing nothing but each other and the constant downpour of the rain.

"Sunghoon..." You breathed, your eyes staying closed as you played with the hairs at the nape of his neck lovingly.

Sunghoon hummed, not feeling the need to use words as he steadily continued to trace patterns on your skin.

"Can I wear your hoodie?" Your voice was small and calm as you placed your hands on his shoulders, lifting your head back to open your eyes.

Sunghoon felt his eyebrows furrow as he opened his eyes, meeting his girlfriend's blown-wide pupils. "Are you sure you won't get too hot?" He mused, stilling his thumbs against your sides.

You huffed lightly, a cute pout on your lips, "It's always pretty cold in here, besides; I'll just take off my shirt, see?" As if to prove your point, or rather claim, you reached for the hem of your shirt and swiftly pulled it over your head, dropping it to the floor behind you, leaving you in a simple black bra, goosebumps immediately rising against your skin from the change in temperature.

Sunghoon felt a stir in his lower stomach, his eyes quickly flicking to your breasts that rested in the cups of your bra, your chest moving in tune with the breaths you were taking. "Y-You didn't have to, you know?" He gaped, scanning over the new flesh that lacked all the marks he now wanted to make.

"I know," You smirked, bringing your face to his ear, "I could feel that you've been staring for a while now, I just wanted to give you a better view." You murmured seductively before nibbling at his earlobe, causing his grip to tighten on your hips with a gasp.

"In that case you're gonna have to help me now." Sunghoon moaned, his hips lifting slightly to rub against your core easily through your leggings.

Your movements were slow and languid, trailing kisses from his jaw to his lips, catching them in a deep kiss as you moved herself closer to be directly in his lap. Sunghoon allowed his hands to move from your hips to your waist, caressing the soft, plump skin he was met with, the warmth welcoming his hands.

Moments like this were quite possibly his favorite; the slow, lethargic kisses they both shared, even when they were both sober. He loved the feel of you pressed against him, no insecurities or worried clouding your judgement as you allowed yourself to be free and be comfortable with him, which only made you hotter.

"So, what do you say?" You finally spoke as their lips parted, ghosting against each other, "Can I?" You gazed at him with a fire of seductive confidence behind your eyes, the look only fueling the desire Sunghoon had to take you right in that moment.

He was practically rendered breathless from staring at you, almost forgetting to answer your awaiting question. "Definitely."

You engulfed his lips into a slow, yet heated kiss; lips smacking and tongues clashing in an instant of lust before they both broke away, a new spark igniting within the both of them. You took a second to stare at each other, breathing heavily before they broke into frantic movements.

Sunghoon shifted sporadically, pulling the hoodie up at any angle he could, nearly getting it stuck on his head and glasses as you frantically struggled to get your bra off, trying your best to keep your balance as Sunghoon wiggled and jerked, muttering and cursing here and there. The red death trap finally released its hold on Sunghoon, and he was met with the glorious sight of you dangling your bra on your finger, using your other hand to muffle your bubbling giggles.

"I'm glad you find me funny." He readjusted his glasses and took your hand away from your mouth, leaning himself forward to place a kiss on your lips.

"And I'm glad you don't mind me crushing you," You giggled again, nuzzling your nose against his own, causing him to blush before sucking his teeth at you.

"You could never." He murmured, kissing your cheek, then neck, before following up with another kiss on your lips, "You're perfect, besides, more cushion for the pushin'." As he said this he moved his hands to your ass, giving it a generous squeeze and earning himself a squeak of surprise.

"God, you're a dork." You sighed blissfully as moved his hands to your chest, massaging your breasts while he worked on decorating your neck in red. You felt the texture of his tongue run along a particularly sensitive part of your neck, causing you to shiver and his lips to curl into a smile before he sucked on the portion of skin.

"As long as I'm your dork, I'm okay with that."

He continued to litter your neck and chest with open-mouthed kisses, pinching your nipples teasingly before rolling them between his forefinger and thumb, hearing your gasps of pleasure as you gently tugged at his hair. Moving his head lower, he placed a few kisses at the top of your breasts before taking your right nipple into his mouth, licking tentatively at the hardening bud, still twisting at the unoccupied one.

You whimpered lightly, tilting your head back faintly as you held the back of his head, grinding down on the hardening bulge in his jeans for much needed friction. You felt him groan against your skin, lifting his hips to press into your core as you continued to grind onto him.

Without a moment to spare, Sunghoon moved on to your other nipple, giving it the same treatment as the right while he used his right hand to travel down your side, reaching the hem of the leggings. Before he could move any further, he felt you hand grab his, lifting it away from your hip.

"Nuh uh, shirt off first, you gotta finish this level before moving on, Hoonie," You taunted breathlessly, a small smirk grazing your lips as he released your breast with a small pop.

"Oh, I love when you speak video game," He groaned softly, flashing you a smile as he leaned away from you, reaching behind him to pull off his t-shirt and toss it off the side of the couch. "Now, pants?"

"Pants." You nodded, pushing yourself off of his lap to stand, allowing him to do the same.

Sunghoon's hands eagerly went to his belt buckle, rushing to undo the buckle and get the slightly tighter pants off of him, while you turned your back to him; bending over to give him a show as you pulled your leggings off, grinning as you heard Sunghoon groan.

"Leggings on you are a weapon to me, babe." He huffed in success as he finally pushed off his jeans, kicking them off in a pile behind him before coming face to face with you again.

You stared at each other for a heartbeat before Sunghoon chuckled, "Should we take off our underwear too before we go back to sitting?"

You thought for a second before huffing out a laugh, "Yeah, we probably should."

After taking off their underwear they resumed the previous position on the couch, kissing passionately as you hovered over his hardened cock, brushing against it every now and again with your wet cunt causing Sunghoon to shiver. He slid his hand between both of their bodies, using his finger to delve between your lower lips, feeling your wetness collect on his fingers. You moaned into the kiss, feeling your body shiver in excitement as his finger prodded at your slit before slowly sliding into your pussy; pumping a few times before he added a second, feeling your walls stretch around him.

"Sunghoon..." You moaned softly once you broke the kiss, resting your forehead against his as he continued to finger you, feeling the digits slightly curl inside of you. You gasped, shortly realizing what he was searching for as he picked up the pace, his thumb starting to rub small circles on your clit.

"Almost..." He murmured, keeping his eyes on your face as he curled his fingers again.

You inhaled sharply, tilting your head back as a loud moan escaped your lips. "Sunghoon!"

"There we go." Sunghoon grinned as he continued to thrust his fingers into your warmth, feeling your juices coat his digits as you hovered above his lap. He felt your walls clench as your hips bucked into his hand, moving his thumb faster across the sensitive bud of nerves; watching as your lips stayed parted to accommodate for the moans spilling out, eyelashes resting against the tops of your cheeks.

Your entire being exuded bliss, borderline pornographic as Sunghoon felt himself grow harder at the sight, if that was even possible at this point.

"H-Hoonie, I'm close-" You whimpered, your fingers finding their way into his hair as you leaned your head into his shoulder, tugging at the black strands while moaning into his skin, feeling the knot tighten within your abdomen.

"Come on baby, cum for me," He moaned, feeling your thighs begin to shake as your moans became constant.

As he pressed his fingers into your g-spot you let out a loud moan, shaking as your walls pulsed and convulsed around his fingers. Sunghoon continued to slowly pump his fingers inside of you, easing you down from your climax as he felt you panting against his neck, leaving small kisses against the warmth of his skin.

After a moment you sat up once again, gazing into his eyes with nothing but pure love and admiration before pulling him into a slow kiss. "Now it's your turn," You murmured against his lips, a smile growing on your own as you reached for the signature hoodie that started all of this. You easily slid the article over your body, feeling the slightly scratchy fabric of the inside envelope you in warmth and the scent of Sunghoon before digging around in the front pocket to take out a condom he usually had stashed there for 'safe keeping'.

Sunghoon was breathless as he took in the heavenly sight before him; his girlfriend with your slightly messed up hair and flustered face wearing his hoodie, his hoodie, slightly large over your frame with nothing underneath as you held out a condom. Sure, you had worn his hoodie numerous times before, but this was a sight unlike any other, and boy was he enjoying it. He was snapped out of his trance once he felt your hand wrap around his cock, pumping it gingerly as he shivered, not realizing how touch deprived he felt. "F-Fuck," He breathed, rutting his hips into your hand subconsciously.

You gasped lightly, the sound of his moan shooting directly to your core as you continued to pump him a bit faster, collecting the drops of precum that leaked out of the tip with your thumb and spreading it around.

"I-If you keep it up we're gonna have to wait fifteen minutes to do this again." He whimpered out a laugh, his hand wrapping around your wrist to stop your movements with a serious look. You nodded, chewing your lower lip before tearing open the packet, taking the lubricated condom between your fingers before moving off of his lap a bit to slide it along his dick; the rubber coating him almost like a second skin.

Moving yourself closer to him once again, you took his length in your hand to line him up with your slit, feeling the tip rub slightly against your pussy lips with a small moan. "Ready?"

Sunghoon nodded up at you, his hands holding your hips for support as you hovered above him, so close yet still so far.

"I need to hear you say you're ready, handsome," You breathed, a light of playfulness shining behind your eyes.

"I'm ready, baby," He practically groaned, making a mental note to get back at you for making him wait.

Nodding, you slowly slid yourself down on his cock, feeling his girth stretch your walls slightly as you continued to go down on him; a moan escaping both of your lips once your pelvises met.

Sunghoon bit his lip, fighting the urge to press your to his body and fuck you relentlessly as he felt you clench around him. You let out a small breath before steadying yourself against his lap, resting your hands on his shoulders and lifting your hips until only the head was inside of you before sinking down once again, a rush of pleasure coursing through your like electricity.

You continued the motion, speeding up once you heard Sunghoon's soft groan of pleasure; his hands helping you rise and fall against his cock at a steady pace. Opening your eyes, you looked at Sunghoon, watching as his stare was focused on his lap; watching as your pussy slid along his cock with ease. You brought your hands to the sides of his face, gently bringing his head up to meet your eyes, getting lost in the chocolate brown pools surrounded by the rim of his glasses; their breaths mingling together.

Within a heartbeat their lips smashed together, soft moans and whimpers escaping the both of them as you rode him faster, feeling his fingers squeeze against your hips as he pulled you into him. He pulled you down he thrusted his hips up out of instinct, moaning at the deeper contact he was able to reach.

"Fuck! R-Right there Sunghoon!" You mewled, gripping his shoulders tighter as you bounced, feeling his cock press against your g-spot as he thrusted into you again.

"Go-od you're so tight," He panted as he pulled you harder against him, feeling your walls clench and throb around him, feeling a familiar knot slowly begin to form in the pit of his stomach. "Hold on."

"W-Wha-" You started before you were suddenly pushed to the side, laying on your back while Sunghoon hovered over you, hiking your legs onto his hips and resting himself on his forearms for balance. He pushed himself deeper inside of your dripping pussy, causing you to moan out in pleasure at the new, and better, angle. "Oh, God!"

Sunghoon started out with a few slow thrusts before picking up speed, the sound of your moans and the lewdness of your skin slapping together filling the basement.

"You're so perfect, writhing under me like that, god you're perfect." He murmured against your ear, his words enunciated by his thrusts.

Your hands tangled themselves throughout his black locks, tugging harshly as you squeezed your legs around his hips. Moaning loudly, Sunghoon snapped his hips into yours with a near animalistic growl as he fucked you deeper, compensating for the speed.

"Hoon! Sunghoon, I-" You whimpered, your head pressing into the couch as you arched your body into his, feeling him continuously graze your g-spot with ease.

He sat up, much to your displeasure as your hands fell from his hair and took a moment to take in your position; your body bouncing against each of his thrusts as the hoodie rose up against your stomach, your breasts bouncing underneath the fabric freely while your face was wrapped in an expression of pure pleasure, eyes screwed shut and plump lips open to compensate for the moans that spilled out. He slid a hand down to your clit, rubbing the nub in quick circles in time with his thrusts, cursing when your pussy clenched around his cock once more.

"I know, cum for me beautiful, just for me," He moaned, putting off his own climax to get you to reach your climax first; a gentleman as always.

You felt the pressure in your stomach tighten before snapping completely, your eyes squeezing shut as you came against his cock. You came with a high-pitched moan of his name, your back arching slightly as he continued to thrust inside of you, helping you ride out your climax.

"I- fuck, I'll never get tired of seeing that," Sunghoon grunted, leaning over your body again as his own thrusts began to grow faster and sloppier, burying his head within the crook of your neck, sucking at your supple skin. "God you feel so good."

"G-Go on baby, cum, it's your turn," You moaned, holding him close to you as you raked your nails across his shoulders, bracing yourself against his relentless thrusts.

Sunghoon gave a few more hard thrusts before his hips stuttered, spilling his seed inside of the condom with a loud moan into your neck. He continued to thrust slowly, riding out his high as you whispered words of comfort, lightly running your fingers across his scalp as he panted heavily.

After a few moments of comforting silence Sunghoon slowly pulled out of you, going to dispose of the used condom before walking back to the couch; pulling on his once discarded boxers and t-shirt with a small smile on his lips. "Come on cutie, let's get you situated," He hummed, swiftly picking up your panties before dangling them in front of you.

"My legs feel like gel-o," You moaned, covering your face with your hands, the sleeves of his hoodie over them like mitts.

"Alright, you get recovery time but remember what they taught us in health class-"

"Yeah, yeah, STI's and all that," You interrupted, snatching the underwear from him as you slid them up your legs, "Cuddle while I recover, Mr. Health Enforcer?"

Chuckling lightly, Sunghoon nodded and sat on the couch, laying back on the opposite end before your maneuvered yourself on top of him; resting your head on his chest while your legs entwined.

"You know," He started, allowing his hands to move to your lower back lovingly, "You look really hot when you have my hoodie on, especially like that."

"I bet that's just the high talking." You murmured, closing your eyes to focus on the beat of his heart through his shirt.

"No, never. You always look hot to me, the hoodie just made it better because its mine, and you're mine, so it's a double whammy." He paused, furrowing his eyebrows, trying to find the right words to say. "You're not hot, actually, you're beautiful, more beautiful than words can describe, and a photo can capture. I love you because you're just, so... Indescribable."

You felt tears prick at your eyes as your heart swelled at his words, snuggling yourself closer to him with a small smile, "And I love you because you're so describable; so real, tangible, there. There are so many words to describe you I'd have to learn all the languages to use them all, and even then I'd be missing some. Every word comes so close yet so far to describing you yet they're all so valid because you're you, you're here, you're real."

Sunghoon squeezed you tightly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head, "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

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leynaeithnea · 6 months ago

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Diomedes

Ok so this wikipedia article was a LOT more elaborate than I expected, I just spend over two hours going through it and making notes Nobody asked for it but here are my notes on Diomedes, theyre not consistent, i changed style and detail a few times, but alas here we go:

Diomedes:

strong defender of justice, deserves better

lost a lot of people

warrior very young

athenas favorite warrior

his fathers glory (and shame)

breast plate from haephestus

shield from his father blessed by athena

fathers sword

spear

boars, lion

most expiereneced warrior of achaeans

doesnt like achilles

brought 80 ships

Sthenelus, chariot driver, best friend, epigoni

youngest of the kings

(post homeric: offered immortality, divinified)

helped Odysseus kill Agemenons daughter

helped Odysseus kill Palamedes (bitch deserved)

brave, NOT haunted by hubris

wounds both ares and aphrodite (same day) and attacts apollo, but withdrew in time

granted divine sight to see immortals (on that day)

grew up way too soon

big battle when 14

more level headed than Ody (can take an insult)

doesnt hesitate to call out bs

“let him go or stay, the gods will make sure that he will fight” (hc: he tried, very humbled by the gods)

athena joined his fight once, driving his chariot and guiding his spear

“friends” with glaucus (trojan) (“i wont fight more immortals” “bro, our grandparents were bros”, “ok give me your gold armour, ill give you my bronze one”)

saves Nestor (ody runs away when he asks for help :(

wants to kill hector so he doesnt get taunted (Nestor says no, Zeus says no 3x /+1 lighting) he eventually turns back and gets taunted, he kills another guy

he attacks the trojans at night and wins, after hector boasted, in the end diomedes is the one worshipped as immortal

agamnenon wants to leave, Dio says hes a bad leader (yes), and that he’ll stay to fight the city that is doomed to fall, even with zeus fighting for the trojans, nestor says he has no better idea, proposed to appeall to achilles with gifts (ody and agamenon agree), they fail, Dio tells them “told you so” (but it doesnt matter anyway, theyll win)

he sleeps outside his tent in armour (they wake him n others at night for council about spies, Dio volunteers, he gets to pick a second, he goes for Ody, ody didnt rly want to go, Dio choose him anyway despite deserting him)

Dio and ody face the spy of the trojans Dolon, (hiding between corpses) he almost runs away but Athena “is fighting to be known” doesnt want someone else to strike first, so she makes Diomedes throw the spear and orders him to stop, Dolon tells them good gossip, including white horses, Dio kills him

they do some more bs, like killing people in their sleep (dio) and stealing horses (ody) dio considers unaliving more until athena suggests he may stop so other gods dont get jealous

both kings are good at being stealthy AND open combat

Rhesus horses are badass (first sign for the fall of troy), Dio gets them (bedding gift?), people without the horses and king leave W for the achaeans

Lord of War Cry

dio throws a spear at hector, apollos helmet saves him, but he mingles with the crowd, first time that Dio speaks back and calls him a dog (even the best men loose their temper at times)

Paris shoots his foot, (fucking moron blasts about it, Dio gives him a verbal lashing) he withdraws under cover of Odysseus, ody gets an ouchy

agamennon wants to flee (again), Dio tells them they should just let themselves get wounded again

Dio wins all funeral games of patroclus (though wounded) – Athena makes sure of it – draws first blood in the fight with Ajax, they stop him worried he’d kill him

Athena appears to him undiguised, Athenas favorite

kills some amazons, Achilles kills his cousin (who was a bitch), dio mourns him though and wants to have achilles punished

Dio and Ody bring Achilles son to Troy after Achilles death (bc they could not win the war without him there)

Ody and Dio sent to negoiate for peace after Paris’ death (by poised bow that the two of them stole?)

dio and ody gotta steal a statue of athena, ody disguises himself as beggar at night, dio follows later and brings the statue out

Ody tries to stab him in the back?? (to get the glory himself???) Dio catches it and ties him, and shoves him infront of himself, but refrains from punishing him because they need him (“for the greater good”)

dio is one of the warriors inside the trojan horse

dio leaves immediatly after the fall of troy (after the achaeans angered athena through the rape of cassandra by ajax the lesser) and arrives home safely (favored by the gods) Post Trojan war possibilities:

when he gets there his wife has commited adultery and keeps him out of town (palamedes brother having told he brought a different woman) aphrodite being pissed about the scratch helps her get many lovers, he has to leave again

gets kidnapped by some guy to get sacrificied to ares, gets saved by a girl

comes to the court of some other king who offers him his daughter as wife and lands, if he fights for them, so he does, and has two sons with her

he refuses to fight more trojans later on, he just wants to live in peace

birds haunt him and his men (his men cried so much over his death they got turned into birds)

#diomedes #greek mythology #the iliad #tagamemnon #the epigoni #this are notes as reference for fanfics #i feel like i should use more tags idk which anyway #epic the musical #diomedes will lead the charge #of course he will #listening to caspers fox first part of “hymn of diomedes” while typing this up #eheheh #...anyway #odydio #guys idk if i can make such a close reading of Odysseus #my knowledge i have so far has to be the enough for now

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opal-owl-flight · 10 months ago

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Welp cue Neo 3 getting themselves in so much danger that 3 has to save their dumb a*s.

HAPPY BIGGEST RUN!! Guess it kicks off the high action segment of the Neo3 arc :)

(this ask has been sitting in my inbox awhile.)

Neo3 refers to working with Agent 7 and going undercover in Grizzco during the biggest run.

more notes on what transpires in the biggest run below!! Id draw more of this out but Im v tired wdkefk

Before the comic above, there is the matter of pre-biggest run preparations.

"|We'll have to protect right on our home base.|" signs the captain, their eyes steely and cold. "|We have to evacuate everyone.|"

"Aye aye. But I beg to ask -- how are we supposed to protect our identities?"

3 clacks their beak.

"|Dont wear the uniforms. Let us appear like a legendary team taking initiative.|"

"I-if I must suggest, Captain."

They turn to face the newly recruited Agent 7, whos shaking as he spoke. "...I-I can loan us all some Grizzco gear. Itd hide our identities really well."

"Ah, so we play into their game." Says Neo3, anger barely hidden in her half-snarling voice. "Id rather die than wear that."

"Then you can help Three find the root cause of that song theyre hearing." Says 4, "Since you can hear the dirge as much as the hordes can."

3 is so proud of their agents being so capable...

They nod their head. "|Sounds like a plan. Four, join Agent 7 in evacuating the citizens.|"

4 rolls her eyes, grabbing 7s arm. "I wont let you down. And Ill make sure Agent 7 here doesnt, either."

"Hey! Ow! Thats uncalled for! Raaain!!!"

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The comic takes place after the source(s) of the so called "Death Dirge"s locations are found (so its 3s next set of commands after the blurb above).

For context, Inkadia and the Splatlands had built infrastructure on migration routes for economical reasons or whatever and thought the salmonids a nuisance. Think of dams being built on irl salmon routes. Or cities being built on dangerous areas (volcanoes, fault lines, etc) and adapting to the danger. The mindset for big runs is "we'll deal with them when it happens." Instead of. Making room for them.

This biggest run is the biggest migration that uses a route thats been hasnt been used for several hundreds of years.

In the middle of the CITY.

Not only that, The Death Dirge is actually Grizzco using devices emmitting magnetic fields to attract BIG numbers and to make them all gather as close to the city as possible (like, attracting even the ones using the other migration routes/the other turf stages).

3 and Neo3 had found these sources and 3 set about dismantling them (alone for the first two, with Neo3 in the last since her task was accomplished). The last one however involved a mechanical defense system that includes a mech (which 3 had to use a well-placed special on to destroy, and as a consequence is very worn out after) and a harpoon trap system thats meant to catch whatever is messing with the devices without the permission to (Grizzco expected that some clever salmonid might get ideas). Thats why 3 gets GOT there...

Theres also 3 mentioning Neo3 getting caught. Grizzco has been interested in Neo3 awhile because of her salmonid-like adaptations.... but thats all I can say for now :)

As for Agent 8, shes in the Memverse by the time the biggest run happens. Having her own anguish abt the platoon being resolved separately before she returns in the middle of the chaos to help out. And also say what she needs to say to 3 and 4...

#splatoon #splatoon fanart #agent 3 #captain 3 #neo agent 3 #agent neo 3 #opal owl’s nest #big run #big big run #salmon run

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ppnuggiexxx · 2 months ago

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-> CHAPTER ONE | CHAPTER TWO

•| was it truly worth taking his word for it? how does one even enter hell, or was this all some strange cosplayer’s roleplay you happened to get roped in?

•| taglist :: @z4rph1m ,, @theultimatewaffle

"fine!" as crazy as the whole situation was, you accepted his invitation. how else do you tell the supposed king of wrath no? not to mention the guys name is satan. honestly, if youre lucky these guys might be cosplayers. but the whole situation seemed surreal, the angel seemed too real.

"follow me," he smiled and grabbed your hand before leading you away. "where are we going?" you questioned. he led you off the mainroad and into a forest, soon getting lost and turned around with the repeated trees. going into a forest you dont know or aren't acquainted with feels like youre in there for eternity. "the first gate of hell is where we're going." he stated.

gate? what did he by the first gate? how many are there? "what do you mean?" you asked him, not caring that he still gripped your hand in his. his red eyes looked back at you before looking ahead of him again. "hell is gated off into different sections. there are nine gates in total; three of stone, three of brass, then three of iron." he explained.

"it's to ensure utmost secrecy and security between the worlds. heaven has nine gates as well. though if you were to gaze upon them there would be nothing. its impossible for a human to see the gates unless theyre an angel. its what makes heaven quite hard to find."

the deeper in he led you, the darker and colder the forest became. your hands went to your forearms and rubbed against them, your body hunching over to try and maintain as much body heat as you could. it almost felt like it was winter despite it being spring.

ahead a dark cavern appeared into the side of a mountainside. you didnt even know there were mountains in the area. "who's that?" you pointed to a figure waiting around the cavern.

"chaos. they usually guard outside of the gates. its to ensure any soul taken to hell doesn't attempt to escape." satan explained, saying a brief hello to chaos before entering the cave. "it does get dark and wet fast, so watch out where you step. ill lead the way though so stay close behind me."

you nodded and glanced at chaos. they were a creature of unknown nature, they werent humanoid in any way yet didnt look like an animal. it was as though they were a clumb of skin, a few eyes sticking out and having a singular hand at the top. bones and blood stuck out from it. its hard to describe a being that made you feel like puking your insides out upon first glance. you turned your head away from chaos quite fast. you didnt want to look at them if you didnt have to.

"can you tell me more about hell?" you asked and followed after satan, noting how dark it got. your hands stuck out in front of you, catious with your steps in case you run into a wall.

"what do you want to know?" he asked, walking swiftly down the tunnel.

"like, about the inside. where in hell are you taking me? is there cities? or is it like how biblical books say it is, a rampant city filled with torture and death?" you asked, curious as to what you would see. its not every day you take a trip to hell after all.

"well, we're going to gehenna. thats where i rule in hell. there are seven different nations, and to get to them you have to go through the gates. gehenna is protected by the first stone gate." he said before stopping in his tracks. "the further down you go, the colder it becomes. the more of a wasteland hell is until you reach abbadon at the bottom. abbadon is hotter than anywhere in hell, its the core of it. under abbadon? im not sure what lies there." he said.

"now, we wont be able to continue walking through. you'll have to crawl. its wet though, so be careful." he warned before taking off his jacket and holding it out to you. you raised an eyebrow at him before taking it and putting it on. "is there water?" you asked. he simply nodded before dropping to his knees and hands, crawling into a small hole. it was hard to see anything but the area itself closed off abruptly into a small crawl space.

who knew hell would be tricky to get to? you soon got on your knees and hands, the stone beneath you slick and cold. maybe you shouldve asked if he had gloves. feeling around for the hole, you had a small idea of how big it was, which wasnt that big at all. you had to keep your head down so you wouldnt hit it on the top of the crawl space.

crawling through felt weird, at random points it felt warm, then cold again. it was a repeated process, and sometimes it felt like something was touching you at certain parts. hopefully it was just the rock and nothing else.

"be careful up here, it gets smaller. you'll have to crawl on your stomach here." satan warned from ahead of you. it was like how people described entering hell to be. being forced to crawl on their stomachs, wriggling like serpents to trespass into hell.

it was hard to move through. your breathing quickening as you wriggled around in the tunnel. just how long was this going to take? how far down is hell? were you even going down, or was it straight? how was minhyeok? it had to of been morning by now, and he would be worried. maybe you shouldn't have came along, maybe you shouldve gone back to minhyeok?

it was too late to turn around now, incapable of moving backwards without knowing where you were going exactly. there had been a few turns through the tunnel. and you couldnt turn your body around, it was too cramped to do so.

"stop...." what was that? you couldnt see where the voice came from, but it sounded right on top of you. "hello?" you called out.

"stop....moving." it almost sounded as though it was struggling to talk, like their words were forced between harsh breaths. you squinted your eyes and looked around as best as you could, desperate to find where it came from.

"ignore it." satan called from ahead of you. why? what was it? some sort of mythical creature meant to drag you to temptation? you didnt want to find out, truthfully.

the tunnel beneath you got slimier, sticking to your hand the further you crawled in. it felt like the stone turned to mush, almost equivalent to fat in a way. you heard a pained groan that didnt come from you or satan. your head tried to look around you, but the tunnel was too narrow. why did the ground beneath you feel oddly like skin?

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birds chirped and flew across the sky, city almost a direct copy to any on earth. tall buildings and shops spread around, citizens walking about with their days. the only difference is that they were devils, horns big and visible as satan's. though some had little horns, so little you'd have to squint your eyes to see.

"welcome to gehenna." satan smiled at your expression of awe and wonder. "and welcome to hell." he grabbed your hand again and took you through the streets. it was almost like walking on the red carpet with a celebrity; citizens immediately noticed their king and you beside him. their faces held curiosity yet no ill intent.

he led you towards the largest building in the center of the city. it looked almost similar to a cathedral; stained glass windows covered the outside. it was larger than any you'd seen too. "my nobels and i live here." he explained as though he could read your mind.

"what are they like?" you asked, a little nervous. you were still wary of the whole 'devil' thing, especially seeing as this seemed as legitimate as it could get. what weirdo shows up randomly to just lead you through a gross and disgusting tunnel into another city? how could a random crackhead explain what chaos was, or the things you saw? not to mention all the devils around you, eyes piercing into the back of your skull. was this just a surreal lucid dream? you didnt even know you could lucid dream.

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loud yells came from inside the room, the sound of complaints and cursing clear as day. satan grinned, waiting a moment before leaning his head against the door. "it seems theyre in an argument," his eyes widened and lit up. he waited another moment before busting the door open, any and all conversation taking place before was stopped.

"your majesty satan!" a blue haired devil announced. he had one horn on the side of his head and eyes similar to satan's, yet his were pink with blue saint peter's crosses. these devils sure like that cross, despite it not being demonic in any way.

there were six devils in the room altogether, not including satan. one red one, small and squishy with small horns and wings. they had a dopey look on their face. another stood next to the blue haired one, long bangs covered their eyes. their horns were smaller than the others, yet a small red creature sat upon them.

then a tanned devil with white horns curled over their head, with long white hair and blue eyes. two devils stood the farthest away; one with short hair and a long singular horn. next to him was a devil with three horns, all different colors, long, blonde hair and decked out with the color pink.

all the devils in the room stood up from their chairs and kneeled before their king. "sitri," satan said to the blue haired devil. he looked up at him, eyes only focused on him. none of the devils bothered to look at you, eyes closed and heads pointed towards to floor.

"ive found solomon's descendant."

#📼.whb #whb #whb x reader #📼.inferno

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thesweetroro · 4 months ago

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Hi I was wondering could you do one showing how Uno, Rock, Liang, Upa, and Samon act like when they are sick?

Sure thing, sorry for being late again >◽️<!!

im also sick, wish me luck!

꩜ Request 🩰 .

── .✦ 🎠 5-13

── .✦🏷️ the inmates + guard

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˖°𓇼🌊⋆🐚🫧 (Uno)

he is so spoiled when he gets sick he actually loves it because he can be dramatic as much as he want and you probably wouldn’t complain because he’s just your poor boyfriend and all he needs is love and care .

He’s so clingy and if you left his site for five minutes you’re gonna hear the loudest cry out ever and you will regret the time that you decide to go out he kinda does it on purpose and in the same time not because Uno gets some extra stuff than most people when he is sick,mostly all of his body hurts and his muscles are ao sore and weak he will whine about it because even turning left or right painful for him so you have to massage him with Voltarol gel as he cries a little.

Cant sleep with out ear cleaning because he becomes more sensitive to every noise and wants a real life asmr , when you guys are out to check on him and give him his medicine he lay on you the whole session and would even hide himself in your neck.

Loves loves warm drinks specially tea and milk Soup and whatever that’s more like a babies food that you make for him he will lick the plate he says that your food is so gentle that it can fix his illness.

Wont be able to do his daily routine so he count on you to do his skincare or even get him to the bathroom it’s kind of actually sad because he used to always wake before you and he was the one to tickle you while he was picking you up to the bathroom in the morning so you wont get even a little mad and just kiss his forehead and ask him if had a good sleep.

He usually grits his teeth as he’s asleep but when he is sick he don’t do that because he focused on breathing so you won’t hear any noises but his little breath trying to get in , will wake up in the middle of the night and call your name whining until he sees you “baby..y/n babe?..” cough “love?mmm!” just so you will put him to sleep and go back to your bed.

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‧₊˚ 🍔 ‧₊𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖🪻(Rock)

Like uno like being spoiled but also has a self control sort of when it comes to express his pain he won’t whine that much but he will be all over you .

Another surprising thing about this guy that he loses his appetite so you have to force him to eat all three meals also on top of that his medicine and warm drinks, he would feel discussed about the food that he usually eat there’s something about the sentence of every dish makes him want to throw up .

He loses half of his energy plus urge to fight and won’t be very active with anyone unless it’s you and when you are gone he just skipped it by sleeping until you get back.

He’s not too clingy but he is more attracted to you than ever like you could just get this man his medicine with a spoon and he will just stare at you with a puppy eyes and play with your hair and tell you that you look so pretty.

More able to recover from it in such no time and won’t make a big deal out of it, appears to be less chatty than the usual.

will definitely ask you to get on top of him and just cuddle him I think this is the time that he is more insecure and so he would probably ask you about the things that you like about him.

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⊹ ࣪ ˖🧧୭˚. ᵎᵎ🧘🏻(Upa)

A big denier that he will not accept that he was able to get sick and even if he finally couldn’t move anymore or just on the bed all the day he will think it’s a curse and somebody cursed him.

Will not accept any treatment from you or favouring he doesn’t even believe that he is sick so why the need ? , Deep down his heart he doesn’t want you to get sick so he’s trying to push you away from him but of course you will never leave him like this.

He even tried to kick you out of there but Simon saw that absolutely wasn’t happy about it did try talking to him that even if he didn’t want your care at least be polite when refusing it and surprisingly he did listen.

Isn’t a much for complainer or whiner until he slowly gives up on being completely fine as bad as it goes for him he will be all over you and asking for love and gentle treatment because after all all he needed is a shoulder to lay on.

Will not stop you from going anywhere but will be very sad if you weren’t by his sight also misses you a lot , he take his medicines on the time as you do to him and be careful when you are not around.

Will eat literally anything from your hand at the moment because he could be a little bit picky sometimes but all he thought he was gonna be able to eat some tea and sandwiches or whatever you feed that boy like a grandmother.

When he is finally will again he forgets everything about what happened and even if someone told him and approve it with video of him cuddling you and sticking to your chest he will break the phone and not believe it.

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𐙚‧₊˚🐉✩ ₊˚🏯⊹♡(samon)

10 out of 10 was prepared of this day his whole life he isn’t the type of guy that would like to show his soft side but for you it’s a different story He was mad that he wouldn’t be able to go with you like the most of time around the building he was happy that he could be stuck to you all the time and all over you because he is just poor sick little thing.

He wasn’t like that on his job site because that would lead him to a ton of leftover paperwork and because everyone else in this building can do a better job like him or be trusted enough to do so they will rotten there for awhile.

Very respectful man that he is so quiet about him getting fever like you won’t even know until he woke up before you and you hear something from the kitchen and he was coughing so badly felt so heartbroken and the moment so just basically throw him on the bed and didn’t even hear a single word.

Also very annoying a little bit because you could cover him with 16 blankets and three socks on top of each other and you can just turn your head back to the kitchen and grab him some tea and come back he is half naked for God know why Then even if you stare deeply in his soul he will just say that he got overheated and couldn’t breathe in the same second will say that he got cold.

It’s everything literally everything you wanted to have a little snack and put it beside the table that’s close to your bed you’re gonna go back with licked plate and you can’t blame him he got hungry There is this one time when you placed a bath bomb and he thought it was sour candy so he took a giant bite out of it because he felt the needs of sourness.

basically act normally and it depends on him if he want to be clingy or not or whiny or not like you get it, but most of all he has the mind for five years old.

but because I wanna spoil you I’m gonna tell you when he is clingy and tiny, clingy is mostly stuck on your stomach or neck or chest and if you dare to walk out of that bed he will hug the soul out of your thighs .

And if he was whiny he will complain about his work and calls your name a lot or that he is sorry that he ate your food or that he is hungry.

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. ݁₊ ⊹ 🥋. ݁˖ . ݁݁🪭(liang)

his reaction would likely be a mix of stubborn pride and hidden vulnerability. At first, he'd probably brush it off, insisting that it's "no big deal" and trying to stay as upbeat and energetic as usual. He'd downplay his symptoms, possibly even making jokes about how sickness can’t keep a martial artist like him down.

you will absolutely catch on that because it obvious from the way he is talking and repeating himself a lot and even he is more clumsy than ever more luckily to hit his nose every corner and fall with each steps so now you have to handle this because you cannot deny him anymore from what he is truly going through.

everything you would do for him he would respond with” oh honey it doesn’t have to do that” or “it’s not even a big deal I can take care of my own you go have your fun” what a glorious king that we have chat.

isn’t clingy isn’t whiny isn’t picky, he is so calm about it but he was genuinely touched by the fact that he was well taken care of specially by you his loved one he was appreciating it a lot.

Kind of knowing what he wants to eat or drink in the moment because he believes he knows himself better that’s a fact so he is more into green tea , meat soup or vegetable soup, and also add honey and black seeds.

In those quieter moments, he’d likely let his guard down, enjoying the extra comfort his partner provides, whether it’s with tea, a warm blanket, or just some company. He might even surprise you by admitting that having someone around to take care of him doesn’t feel so bad, giving them one of his rare, soft smiles. And after he’s better, he’d probably insist on returning the favor tenfold, ready to repay any small acts of kindness he received.

And as always thank you for reading and requesting

if you are sick try take care of yourself if you could take a shower take it and drink warm tea and I would recommend a warm water isn’t like a boiled way it could be on the temperature of the room and just squeeze some lemon and drink before you go to bed that would really help your throat in the morning also honey and black seeds are a real trick too that’s the end stay careful warm loved and have a blessed night XOXO.💗💗💗

#nanbaka #nanbaka fan #nanbaka jyugo #nanbaka uno #nanbaka x reader #nanbaka nico #nanbaka the numbers #nanbaka headcanon #nanbaka rock #nanba prison

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smashingdollz · 2 years ago

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Hi, i love your writing andjsndlw!!! May i request Adaman x touch starved reader who has finally started to open up to people since has arrived in hisui? Any pronouns are fine and can also be smut if that's ok with you

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hi hi! im very flattered that you love my writing, thank you! i can totally do that! i dont do smut mainly because i feel like i wont do it any justice and ill write it super awkward- but im considering trying to write spicy stuff in the future so you could request stuff then! im also going to try a new way of writing heacanons, ive seen other people write this way and it seems easier. (also im not sure if you wanted a story or headcanons)

-he was actually happy to see you finally opening up to the people around you. i mean you kept to yourself since the day that you arrived so why would he not be happy about you physically opening up to people, hes especially happy when its him

-the first time you've ever openly craved his touch he lightly teased you as he had that smile on his face (you know the one) but then of course embraced you in his arms while his other hand played with your hair

-you dont mind hugging or clinging onto people in public. but with Adaman you'd prefer to do all that in a private place, you dont know why you just do. (you do know, you just dont want people in public to see the flustered look on your face and how vulnerable you look as you melt in your touch)

-he also finds it absolutely adorable when you cling onto people in public, he loves seeing your face. later he even asks you about it. And he smiles happily when he feels you cling onto his arm and lightly tug the fabric of his haori.

-i also imagine you just clinging onto his arm as he walks around working or judt doing things in your shared tent in the diamond settlement. or even when the two of you are walking in a secluded area surrounded by wild Pokemon.

-he honestly wouldnt mind spending his time or even missing part of a meeting just to lay down with you in his arms as you crease his back and he creases your hair/head. wouldnt mind spending his time with you at all because he's an absolute sucker for you

-he wouldnt mind doing that all day until you go to sleep in his arms. he would also constantly rub your back through out the night and make you feel all warms oh my god-

-one thing he would constantly do is that he would play with your finger tips, and after a while he will match your finger tips with his and leave it like that for a couple of seconds before slowly intertwining his hand with yours, and you absolutely love when he does that. (this has me blushing oh my god 💀)

-if he ever sees you hesitate to cling onto him or to grab his hand he'll just pull you close to his chest so you could cling onto him or slightly brush his hands against yours before intertwining his with yours.

-i also imagine that one day you were clinging, hugging, etc onto Adaman and your Pokemon appear and push that two of you even closer to each other. if you have a Sylveon i imagine it wrapping its ribbons around the two of you binding the two of you together.

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You silently sat on the edge of the bed in your and Adaman's shared tent in the Diamond Clan settlement. Inside the tent was surprisingly big despite its small appearance on the outside. As you sat your feet slightly hoovered over the floor and you began to slightly kick your feet.

You let out a sigh through your nose as you leaned placed your elbows on your legs and propped your face in the palm of your hands. You starred at your swaying feet for what seemed like hours, you've been waiting Adaman to come back from a meeting. Of course you know that Adaman is an extremely important person and he doesnt just belong to you and only you, but in that moment you cant help yourself. You want to be in his arms and be engulfed in his scent.

After some time you saw a shadow being cast over you. You looked up and it was the one and only, Adaman. You hadn’t noticed his arrival because you were occupied with the thought of… well, him (funny isn’t it?) He had his usual smile on his face and his right hand rested on his hip. Your fingers lightly twitched against the fabric of your pants. Without a word you got up from the bed and embraced him tightly, your force caused him to stumble back a bit.

He regained his balance before wrapping his arms around you. "I missed you.." you breathed out against his chest. "I know I know..." he rested his chin on top on your head and began to rub circles on your back. A sigh of relief left your lips as you leaned more into his touch. "I know you're busy, but please stay..?" He smiled, "Im yours for the rest of the day. My attention is yours, my time is yours"

From then on the two of you spent the rest of the day together in each others embrace. You focused on him, all his attention was yours (same with him), and you made sure to keep as much physical connection with him as possible. :)

hi, so i formatted the story and HC's differently because i realized that i write in clumps and that might be difficult for others to read so i spaced them out a bit more. Let me know if this is better!

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telluriannovice · 2 months ago

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Day 3: AU Kiss

Fantasy AU

Danny stepped out of the carriage and tried to swallow the lump in his throat. The castle in front of him was massive and made of a dark, green gray stone. It almost looked abandoned, but servants still appeared to lead Danny from the driveway to the entry hall, and further to the throne room.

Danny knelt when we was brought in front of King Vlad, the man who ruled their small kingdom. He was a count that should have been no where near the title of king, but his great uncle had suddenly named Vlad heir and crowned prince not long before dying of a mysterious illness. He shouldn't have been king, but he was, the ruler of Danny's world, and he had asked for one thing.

"My servants tell me you claim to be the son of Jack Fenton and Madeline." King Vlad asked from his throne.

"I am, your majesty." Danny said while staring at the floor, too scared to look up.

"I take it you're here to plead for your mother?"

"I am, your majesty."

"Plead then."

Danny swallowed again and took a deep breath. “If I may ask, why my mother? I understand she’s beautiful, but she’s disliked by everyone who isn’t my father.”

“Did she tell you how she knows me?”

“My father told me, you majesty.” Danny said. “The three of you went to the magic academy together before you inherited your title.”

“Did he tell you why I left the academy?”

“I – Father said there was an accident, your majesty.”

“Did he say who’s fault it was?” Danny didn’t want to answer, so King Vlad answered for him. “It was your father’s fault. He ruined my life, sent me to a hospital for years, married the woman he knew we both loved, abandoned me to the sickness his mistake cost me!”

Danny had to hide his shaking, he had a feeling that was what this had been about, more revenge against his dad than any desire for his mom, and knew it would be hard to convince the king of anything. He forced himself to speak, his voice soft and trembling, “Does it have to be her?”

“What was that?”

Danny took a deep breath and repeated himself, “Does it have to be my mother? Can it be me?”

King Vlad was quiet for a moment. “You? Instead of her?”

“My parents – they aren’t worth much." Danny stated, his words tumbling from his mouth desperate to make the king believe them. "They’re anti-necromancers, even though they use their knowledge to fight against the undead, they’re still considered abhorrent. I haven’t studied the dark arts at all, I don’t have their negative reputation, not outside of being their son.”

Vlad gave a slightly disbelieving hum. “You do realize I want Madeline as a wife.”

Danny nodded hard, “I understand that, but I don’t care. Wife, son, slave – take me in whatever way you want, just please leave the rest of my family alone.”

“Are you sure?” He still didn't believe Danny.

“Yes.”

“Even if you never see your family again?”

Danny choked down a sob at just the thought of it. “Yes.”

“How do I know you wont run away?”

Danny took a risk and glanced up. King Vlad was seriously questioning him, staring at him with such an intense look it sent a shiver down Danny's spine. Danny didn’t know how to prove his commitment, to this plan and his family if not the king himself.

Then Danny remembered an old custom. Some people still did it, but it was an odd, intimate custom that was often uncomfortable to both parties, and considered humiliation to the offering side. That’s both why it’s fallen out of fashion, and why it’s taken so seriously when someone does do it.

“M- may I approach you?” Danny asked.

Vlad quirked an eyebrow but nodded.

Danny slowly made his way up the throne’s dais and up to King Vlad himself. Danny knelt again and began to untie the king’s shoes. King Vlad caught on on immediately to what he was doing and lifted his foot to make it easier. Danny pulled off the shoe and sock and kissed King Vlad’s foot. The toe for loyalty and obedience, the ankle for fidelity and allegiance, and the calf for fealty and devotion. A simple but intimate custom that pledged Danny’s mind, body, and soul to the king.

“Very well.” King Vlad said as Danny redressed his foot. “I’ll send a messenger to your parents, they can come visit you, but you will never leave my side.”

“Thank you, your majesty.” Danny bowed low. He did it. He really believes he saved his family from being torn apart.

#pompous pep #fanfic #kiss challenge #my writing

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pyrookami · 2 years ago

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The call

Fren normally loved working with David. That was usually because the lone human on the small supply depot in the void between solar systems was not normally this quiet and strange. Fren's species did have trouble with humans expressive faces since their own was mainly carapace and they communicated feelings through pheromones. But this cycle David's usual smile was gone and his laughter that would ring out through comms whenever he told a bad joke or saw a skree mating dance was now silent. In their external excursion suits, or as David called them "jogging suits," Fren could only see a part of David's face as he floated in the zero gravity for some reason starring off into the darkness for some reason.

After watching silently for a moment as both David and his special vacuum welding tools simply floated Fren decided enough was enough and keyed his communicator.

"Engineer David you have been staring off into space for approximately ten units is there a problem?"

Strangely the human appeared to flinch at the sudden breaking of the silence, odd since in Fren's experience very little could actually harm the death world species. so quieter and with less intensity he keyed his comm.

"Engineer David are you all right?"

It took a few moments for an answer to come forth from the human as he collected his tools from around him and seemed to gather his thoughts at the same time.

"Sorry boss kinda got lost in thought there for a moment. It wont happen again ill finish up these last couple seals and we can head back into the nice cozy station."

There it was his usual tone and even a bit of laughter. what thoughts could have caused such a jovial creature such dark and pensive silence for so long?

"If you do not mind Friend David. What thoughts were you lost in that had your usual joviality overwhelmed?"

With a chuckle David began welding two metal composite sheets together to patch the meteorite hole before answering.

"Oh it was just the call of the void messing with my mood. Wondering how it would go if i was to drift off into the literal void you know what i mean?"

in shock Fren stared at the human, to the human who had trouble with the blank faces of the arachnian it was hard to tell what was going on as it seemed that there was something wrong. after looking around to make sure nothing was behind him David maneuvered over to his eight-legged counterpart and waved a hand in front of Fren's primary eyes. the motion achieved its goal of pulling Fren out of his shocked stupor only for the arachnian to embrace his human coworker with four limbs and use his remaining free limbs to maneuver the duo to the air lock. Fren did not release his friend until the air lock ha d cycled and opened into the interior of the station.

"WHOA HEY!"

"Engineer David you are to report to doctor Shulo immediately for psychiatric evaluation and are not to work until i have a clean mental bill of health for you and your thoughts of self termination have ceased."

Before the human could respond he was forced out of the airlock and it was closed behind him.

"Well time to freak out the doc i guess."

#humans are space orcs #hfy #writing practice #humans are deathworlders #humans are space australians

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goodlucksnez · 11 months ago

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A/ngel d/ust x husk & an/gel has comes back off set with terrible hay fever after working with flowers, and hu/sk is being nice

no one gets to talk bad about my angel dust voice okay, accent are hard and i am still working on it- I made this quick after work while people were cutting the lawn so sorry if the audio isn't the best

anyway enjoy you filthy sinners

cw: sneezing, (duh) some sniffles, cursing, 2 noseblows some sniffles, and playful nicknames, mentions of s/ex worker

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What the hell happened to you? You look like shit.

I will. Thanks, whiskas. Trust me, you don't want to know.

Ohh I most certainly do. What overlord did you fuck this time?

Hey, I will suck all of them. Besides, it ain't your fucking business. That's me and my work. Pour me a drink hard.

I'm not pouring you anything, especially when you're dripping snot all over my counter like that.

You.Suck at it.

Come on. 6 arms. Tell me.

Fine. Don't say I didn't warn you. Val's got this new idea for all the Spring Breakers who fucked a bit too much down here? Well, the Last of Us. A lot. This is a great marketing scheme to make this whole set of tapes about fucking spring. Normally, I ain't complaining. I mean. Look. The hole, the hole I beat, but this time it's a little different.

Judging from your appearance, I can say so. What did he do this time?

Yeah, yeah. He bought every fucking flower to just assault the fucking crew with everything.and towed

Wait, wait. You're telling me that some fucking flowers did this to you? You fucking weak ass bitch Wait. What spiders like live in flora and fauna.

Well, it ain't exactly my sceane. Yeah, I mean, sure have been. Don't get down dirty, but that's what fucking planet.thinks it will strum up bussness. The only thing that's strumming up is my allergies

Breathe.I got you, baby cakes. Just sneeze. You wont feel better till you do.

Impressive. You've got anymore in there?

No. If you tell anyone about.

You ain't gonna do nothing, kid. You're gonna go March upstairs and rest. I'll have smiles. Bring you some antihistamines. You gotta get this **** off of you.

Oh, and what he's suggesting? eh whiskers. You want to see me all nude?

What I want to see is your snot filled face.I'll join you upstairs in a minute. Why don't you go do yourself a favor and start taking a shower?

Oh kitty got claws meow

If you make another fucking cat pun, I will shove this bottle so far.

Oh, don't threaten me with a good time. God I am gonna murder hin (val)

OK, arachnophobia. You get out of here. Go clean up, OK? Ill have a little talk little moth friend.

No, no, no, no. Ain't no way you're going near Val.

Says anything about me? I was an overlord once I got deals. I still know how to play my cards right.

Now you're gonna ask. Shit I'm way too congested just even think about it. OK, im out of here. Bring the fuckin bottle.

poor kids gonna kill himself one of these days. Up to me to clean up the fucking mess.

#sneeze #snez #audio #sneezy #snezaudio #sneezeaudio #wav #sneeze kink #h/azbinwav #h/azbin hotel #h/azbin h/otel #ha/zbin hotel wav #ha//zbin hotel #sneeze wav #h/usk #an/gel d/ust

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suffarustuffaru · 1 year ago

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why the emilia camp thinks otto is their most threatening member 👍

i see some people being confused on why the emilia camp collectively seems to agree that otto is the biggest threat there for some reason and like. yeah. i get it.

but let me explain real quick why i think it makes sense for the emilia camp to think that :O !!

otto though is disarming because. well okay look at him he doesnt look threatening at all. he has the looks and personality of a wet cat. hes whiny. hes cringe fail. he gets stressed out with paperwork. he looks like you could just smack him around like a bug. he HAS been smacked around like a bug. but that makes him unpredictable because apart from roswaal, he is the Most Amoral one there. you can expect roswaal to be trying some shit, but youd never know when to expect otto is planning something. his moral compass is just “does this benefit me or my loved ones in some way? if not, then its gonna be gone 🥺”.

sure, he does nice things sometimes out of the goodness of his heart. he genuinely means well a lot of the time.

but also then you read the shit hes thinking in his internal dialogue and its like.

“should i go save some girl i dont even know from bandits??? hmm lemme think for a couple minutes. im the only one that can help rn… some guy claiming to be her dad is begging me to help his daughter, but also hes kind of annoying… but i dont even live in this city so why should i help… or Care. actually. but i feel kinda bad about this girl… but also this is gonna put me and my profits in danger… but if i reject helping then im forever gonna be known as the guy who abandoned them and then i wont be able to make any sales in this city anymore :<<<< ……anyway im gonna help them then lol im so smart.” and then he gets captured by the exact same bandits anyway so hes like “well okay now me and this girl might be sold into slavery so i might as well save both of us or ill feel bad ☝️☝️”

(yes. yes this is genuinely ottos thought process if you read through the Otto's Bittersweet Peddling Log side story.)

except all the back and forth Calculation he does in his head Stays In His Head and doesnt match up with his outward appearance most of the time. which means that sometimes his words dont match up with his actions. “dont be surprised if i leave at the first sign of danger,” he says, right after risking his life and writing a suicide note over a dude hes known for like four days. “ahah thanks for giving me a vacation to see my family…” he says, damn well knowing he cant go back home yet otherwise he’ll get sniped by assassins. “im gonna give you some of my own money bounty money to help you BUT BUT BUT DONT THINK THAT IM NICE OR ANYTHING I NEED MOST OF THE MONEY FOR REPAIRS OK YOU CAN ONLY HAVE A BIT :<<<“

this also means that whenever otto says or does something Particularly Questionable, all his friends are still kinda blindsided by it because otherwise otto seems Mostly Fine in comparison to whatever the hell everyone else has going on. hes just a wet pathetic cat of a guy ahah. theres nothing more going on with h—

“if everyone in vollachia dies but rem and natsuki-san live, then we’ve won. if everyone in vollachia lives but rem and natsuki-san die, then we’ve lost.”

um otto can you repeat that. what the fuck did you just say.

otto looks Mostly Normal, Just Stressed Out or Somewhat Chilling the vast majority of the time, and then he whacks you over the head with a steel chair. like can you imagine being garfiel and learning that this pathetic rag of a man is actually pretty brave when it counts. youre like “oh cool lol we kinda beat each others asses and i was Annoyed but now that thats all over i got some newfound respect for you!!” and then you read through his diary and hes got a suicide note in there, which is like. okay fine whatever hes kind of a clown just like my New Captain lol but hes dedicated to his friends, ill give him that. and then a year later you find your now brother figure (whos also lowkey highkey an alcoholic) with a broken hand after punching a wall because he couldnt do his Lets Abandon 50 Million People Plan and youre just sitting there going

and okay dont get me wrong—subaru is Batshit Crazy. in Multiple Incomprehensible Ways. if the emilia camp (or Anyone. At All.) knew about all the shit hes done and been through with rbd, subaru would INSTANTLY be skyrocketing up the Most Threatening People list. but at the same time subarus less threatening than otto in the sense that subarus Always going to want to do good. hes Always going to want to save everyone. hes Extremely forgiving, on top of that. he goes along picking up friends everywhere he goes in his own Incomprehensible Unhinged Way and hes fond of All of them.

otto? yeah his opinion of you could shift on a dime and you could end up in his personal shit list unless youre one of the *checks list* *clears throat* maybe like ten people he cares about. and even if youre on the I Care About You! :) list, he could still get pissed enough at you to, i dont know, punch a wall over you? and spiral into obsession? and even if hes not upset at you hes still gonna mansplain manipulate malewife his way to his goals <33

and yeah of course subaru is also Mansplain Manipulate and Gaslight Gatekeep but at least he has way more good intentions AND his attitude about it is gonna be like "sorry :<<< i just gotta do this for your sake :<<<<<< :((( haha dont worry about it". subaru would never ever want to do anything big to hurt his loved ones (except for rbd). while otto doesnt even bat an eye. everyone can be manipulated if he has to. he goes down his list of Things I Need To Do and goes "yeah that had to be done. oh well. anyway i got more shit to do (like maybe kill a toddler lol)"

also lets talk about roswaal's perspective really quick. post-arc 4 hes like "well subaru-kun is always gonna want to save everyone and hes doing a pretty good job of things in general so whatever lol. i can still keep him in check by killing everyone if even one of his friends dies :)". so its like. YEAH subarus an Unhinged Wildcard. roswaal knows that. but right now subaru is more predictable and also again, roswaal knows he can keep subaru in check by making subaru have to reset if roswaal really needs to.

but otto? yeah ottos second in line for being an Unhinged Wildcard. but whats even worse is that otto is Basically Subaru but More Calculating and with a moral backbone thats Near Nonexistent. roswaal was genuinely concerned for otto in arc 8 for once and there was still Literally No Stopping Otto from being a stubborn little shit whos hell bent on all the maladjusted insane mentalities hes got floating around in his head, half of which he doesnt even say out loud, and all of which he thinks is Completely Right and that theres Nothing Wrong with what hes doing.

and also otto being underestimated and Not In The Tome was a big help as to how subaru got the win over roswaal in arc 4 👍and then otto Continues to try keeping an eye on roswaal after arc 4, to the point of getting roswaal's tome and actively trying to investigate roswaal's actions, so roswaal is Very Aware that otto is. a bit of a threat. roswaal of course is smarter and more powerful than otto though, but that still doesnt change the fact that otto is still capable of being a threat if roswaal doesnt Also kind of keep an eye on otto back. because roswaal kind of lost to otto already in arc 4!!

but okay, on top of all of this, no one knows the full extent of whats going on with otto, not even roswaal (though he has his Suspicions), and most definitely not subaru yet (whos Still a bit of an otto apologist anyway), and otto is already a bit menacing even without knowing All of that. and the rest of the emilia camp are already a bit more lenient with roswaal (as hes seemingly chilled out after arc 4 + they all need him still). that, and you can easily Expect roswaal post-arc 4 to be suspicious and Probably up to something. you wont know what it is, but you wont Exactly be surprised when it happens.

and also roswaal isnt publicly batshit crazy like otto is. otto of course isnt as Openly Weird as subaru, but otto is still Openly Unhinged and Pathetic. just look at him declaring julius and anastasia, HIS CAMP'S ALLIES, as enemies right to their faces alsdfjlsdjfl.

and with subaru, there is Zero doubt in the emilia camp's minds that subaru wants the best for them and everyone around them.

otto though? yeah he also wants whats best for the camp. he Cares about them, he really does. but hes so obviously Questionable by the time you get to arc 8 to the point where the entire rest of the camp starts eyeing him like this:

theres also the fact that ottos dp allows him to have eyes and ears Everywhere so long as he doesnt overuse it. that paired with his Intelligence, Stubbornness, and Lack of Morals or self-awareness/sometimes guilt/regret over his actions is dangerous. theres a reason why gluttony if subaru decided to flood The Entire Surrounding Area Around Otto. the flood took away the potential army otto couldve made out of the animals and allies otto had in the city, and once you do that, whats otto going to do against someone like shaula? all of ottos power regarding his People Skills and Animal DP was stripped away.

but if that Isnt stripped away... well honestly otto can do whatever the hell he wants the moment he figures out a solid plan to try and get what he wants. his biggest ability at the core of what makes him dangerous is his ability to quite Literally be in the background. so long as hes underestimated, so long as he still has secrets, no ones gonna know the full extent of his bullshit!! you cant stop him if you dont even realize what hes going to do, and hes Good at doing that!!

and if gluttonybaru hadnt taken out otto, subaru would be skyrocketing right to the top of ottos shit list after subaru literally just killed All of ottos (and previously subarus.) loved ones. otto wouldnt stop until he figured out how to destroy subaru. its to the point where im pretty sure if otto had to choose between destroying half the world vs kill gluttonybaru once and for all, otto would certainly choose one of those options in a Heartbeat.

anyway. if youre an emilia camp member, and you see the dude whos in charge of the Vast Majority of the factions political affairs, the guy who you Know is very intelligent and competent and determined when it counts, say shit like "if everyone dies in this entire country i wouldnt even give a single flying fuck as long as our friends get back safe and sound :) it would be such a loss if the entire country lived but our friends didnt :<<<" OF COURSE I WOULD BE LIKE YEAH THAT GUY IS THE MOST DANGEROUS ONE HERE. HE HAS THE SKILLS AND THE MOTIVATION TO BACK UP THAT STATEMENT AND I WONT EVEN KNOW WHEN ITD HAPPEN. he also has the Mental Instability to back that up too, given the amount of times he spends drinking and Raging and Being Terribly Anxious over Every Little Thing.

youll be sweating buckets being wary of otto while ottos casually standing there with his wet cat looks and a knife in your back.

and otto has, for the most part, some of the most normal trauma compared to a bunch of people in this cast (not to discount ottos trauma and pain or anything but its true lajdsfls sorry otto. but also im not sorry because arc 5 was partially on you T^T). he doesnt have rbd, he doesnt have some weird family drama bullshit going on like the astreas or emilias family or the segmunts, he hasnt been erased by gluttony, etc etc. but hes still like this. if you put him in subarus position and gave him rbd, he would get even worse than he already is.

yeah so anyway thats my quick rambley psa about why i think it makes sense that the emilia camp's voted otto as the most threatening one there 👍

but the fact that we (the audience) (or at least some of us!!) keep questioning why the hell the emilia camp thinks otto is the biggest threat there is means that otto's funny silly guy image is. Kind of Working??? just a little bit.

because. granted. of course i think subaru is easily the most threatening person there with both His Flavor of Insanity and rbd. subaru is an eldritch horror in every single way. but at the same time - hes an eldritch horror who thinks friendship is the best magic of all T^TT !!! he FORGIVES PEOPLE WHO'VE KILLED AND TORTURED HIM. hes not threatening in this sense - the fact that hes kind of just way too nice in this sense!!! granted yes, he IS abusing rbd and Terrifying and Threatening in a multitude of ways, but i'd rather take my chances with mainbaru over main otto right now HAH T^TT at least subaru will apologize and start bawling his eyes out if he stabs some random innocent civilian and stranger in the gut for Some Necessary Reason!! otto would feel a bit bad and then completely Eradicate that feeling of guilt with "i had to do it. it was them or me so no regrets <3".

because otto..................... yeah otto is the Worlds Most Pathetic Yandere to his whole camp.

#this is an impromptu ramble post i made again while taking a break from homework alsjdflsd but yeah ive been seeing people Still being #confused about this over on reddit so i felt like typing smth up about it just to try and figure this topic out!!! bc you think the emilia #camp would be voting up like roswaal as their most dangerous member right??? but no!! its canonically otto!! which is very fascinating hah.#and it genuinely doesnt make sense at first until you think about it for. a While.#re:zero #rezero #arc 8 spoilers #otto suwen #natsuki subaru #roswaal l mathers #did i write this just for that last line of this post?? maybe....

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rqccho · 2 months ago

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Summary: Youre aimlessly wandering around on one of the main streets of Bridon and admiring the sky, until a stranger tackles you to the ground. The two of you then spend some time together, getting to know more about each other.

Pairing: Xia Fei x they/them reader (i tried to make it as gender neutral as possible)

a/n: ive never written an x reader fanfic before so i apologize if its lacking in any way! i also hope i didnt mischaracterise xia fei too much ^^

Sidenote: i dont really know how to rate this but there isnt (and there wont be) any sort of smut!

Timeline: This fic takes place before the events of bridon arc !!

Word count: 3,177

(ill continue it next week if i have time!!)

Renting Shell

What are looks good for? You'd think everyone would be happy to be naturally born with good looks, that they'd enjoy the constant compliments and praise they receive. Well, unfortunately not everyone is like that.

Low and behold!! The most famous modeling agency had just renewed their contract with one of, if not the best models they had ever hired! Felix, a young man with a slim build and a bold yet soft appearance, messy split dyed hair paired with sweet tangerine coloured eyes and the fairest skin you'll ever see, is someone who is always perfect in front of the camera. His charismatic facial expressions and body language make you think that he was born to be photographed.

There isn’t a single person that doesn’t appreciate his looks and he’s an idol to quite a big amount of people. Some people look up to him and feel inspired, others envy his success. But despite all of this surface level admiration, does anyone ever wonder what lies underneath that? What kind of person he really is outside of the expectations that have been built up around him.

The weather that day wasn’t exactly favourable, the sky was covered in low hanging grey clouds, almost swollen which looked like they were about to burst at any moment, yet despite their ominous presence, they held their burden.

“I wonder if it’s going to rain” I think to myself while looking up at the sky, not realizing the traffic light displayed red and a car was only centimeters away from me.

“Hey– move back–!”

A panicked voice called out to me, but before I could react, I felt someone pushing you down.

“Agh, what the–?!” I said it subconsciously.

“Are you hurt?!” A blonde man asks in an overly concerned tone.

The stranger looked me straight in the eyes, I think. I couldn’t make out his face at all since he was wearing a black mask and funnily enough, rose tinted glasses. What I *could* make out was his spiky yet messy split dyed hair.

“Hellooooo? Did the car hit you?! Did i injure you from the fall?!” He asked in a worried tone.

“Ah..i’m fine…i think? What happened..?” I scratch the top of my head with my left hand.

“ ”What happened”?! You weren’t paying attention to the traffic lights at all! You were seriously about to get hit y’know!” He sighs.

“I…was?” I paused. Hold on, he was right. I were just staring at the sky while being lost in my own thoughts. If it wasn’t for this guy I could’ve gotten hit.

“Yes you were!!! Honestly, if i was even a second late you’d be laying on the floor in a pool of blood right now. Im asking you this again, are you sure you're not injured anywhere?”

I finally came back to my senses.

“Ah– Yes i’m fine!!! But that’s all thanks to you though.” I fidget my fingers before i talk again. “How can i repay you!!” How silly, I feel slightly embarrassed. Everyone was looking at us.

“Repay me? There’s no need for that! I’m just glad you aren’t hurt!” After he said that he scratched his neck awkwardly with his right hand. However, an open wound was seemingly visible.

“Your hand..you injured it because of me!!” I didn’t even think and before I knew it, I grabbed his wrist and pulled his sleeve a little higher, making the wound more visible.

“Y-you–” The blonde man stutters.

“Look at this!! You scraped it against the pavement when we fell! Ah…i’m genuinely so sorry..if only i had been paying attention to my surroundings..”

“N-no, stop. It was my decision that led to this but…shit, what’s my boss gonna say…how will the others react..” The stranger muttered.

I stopped for a second. Now that I got a good look at him, he did look a little out of the ordinary. A mask and glasses? Quite the odd choice of accessories..

Nevertheless, I have to admit I was a little bit curious. Boss? How will the others react? Just what did he mean by that?

“Boss? Others?” I asked.

“Hm? Ah. I just don’t know how we will be able to cover this injury up, or if it’ll heal fast enough before my next….” He stopped. It also seemed like he did not want to finish that sentence.

“Hey, let’s go to the pharmacy. There happens to be one nearby and i heard there’s a new ointment out on the market…it could be worth a try.” I smile gently.

The stranger tilts his head to the side a little. Although I was unable to figure out what kind of expression he was making, I got the feeling he was hesitant. And honestly, rightfully so. After all, he doesn’t even know who I am nor do I know who he is. The two of us just happened to meet because I was deep in my own thoughts.

“I just..want to repay you somehow. I know this isn’t on the same level as what you did for me, but i want to at least be of help!” I stated in an energetic tone

“Alright fine. You convinced me” The stranger sighed. “Lead the way.”

And thus we started walking towards the pharmacy together. Surprisingly, the air no longer seemed as thick as it once was. Of course, the feeling was still there, but it wasn’t as prominent as before. Maybe I was meant to meet this man that was walking beside me, maybe it was fate!!

….On second thought, that would be crazy. I’m not delusional enough to actually believe that. Though he does seem friendly, and he did just save my life. Who knows, maybe this won’t be the only time I’ll interact with him. I are still relatively curious about the mask though.

“Hey look! We’re here!” I exclaimed. “Do you want to go in with me or just wait outside?”

“I’ll need to call my boss so you can go in ahead… i’ll just wait outside.”

His tone seemed somewhat different than before. Maybe this small injury was a big problem for him. Does he work in a restaurant..? Ah. I’m getting lost in my own thoughts again. Alright! I just need to get this ointment really quick…

*Several minutes passed*

“Hey stranger with light hair!!! I bought the ointment!!” I shouted. After a few seconds with no reply, I looked around and saw the man sitting on a nearby bench, looking a little gloomy.

I walk up to him, and that’s when I realize: *his sunglasses and mask were off!!* I gently pat him on the shoulder to let him know I’m done. Surprisingly, the man looked up at me with teary eyes. What happened? Was the call with his boss that serious? Moreover, was this injury really that big of a deal?

“He’s so mad.” The man started talking.

“Your boss?” I ask while I sit down beside him on the bench.

“Yeah…He told me to take the day off and think about my actions…” He buried his face in his palms.

He looked a little…pathetic. That phrase is usually what parents tell their kids, but to tell a grown man that…I’ll admit though, it is a tiny bit funny to see him react like this.

“Do you work in a restaurant, or a cafe maybe? Are you like a chef or…barista?” I tilt my head to the side with a curious expression on my face. “Why would your boss care this much about a small injury?”

The stranger then paused. He looked at me with a very surprised expression. “You..don’t know who i am?”

“Am i supposed to?” I ask, and the two of us make eye contact.

“No!! It’s okay. I’m no one, really.” His lips slowly curled into a smile. “And you’re kind of right! I do have a part time job as a waiter” He was no longer teary eyed, rather happy but also awkward.

“I see!! If the customers saw that injury they would ask about it, and i bet that its tiring to hear the same question over and over, no?” I ask as I open the packaging of the ointment.

“Yeah!! You get it!” He exclaimed.

This guy…looked just like a puppy!

“Give me your hand. I’ll apply it for you.” I say as I offer a smile.

The man then extended his hand and placed it in mine. I was gently applying the ointment on his wound and he let out a little ‘ouch!’....that sort of thing. I can’t blame him though, it probably stings like hell even if the wound wasn’t deep at all. I did get a weird vibe from him. He’s so…expressive? Earlier he literally cried and a second after he got all giddy when I said I don’t know him. Just who is this guy..?

“Hey, what’s your name?” The man asked you in a happy tone.

“My name? It’s y/n. What’s yours?” I reply back.

“Xia fei!” He smiled.

His smile looked so genuine, it made me want to smile too. I’m also very curious about him. Xia fei seems like an interesting person and he’s making me want to know more about him by the second. How could his boss be mean to someone this kind. Like, c’mon. Not just anyone would jump in front of a car to save someone they don’t even know.

*A while later*

We ended up chatting for a whole hour. Surprisingly, that tiny wound of his caused him to get a day off work. Are the rules of that restaurant really that harsh? I never knew people wouldn’t be allowed to work because of something like that.

*Agh, seriously this sucks!! I only had work scheduled for today and now I’m completely out of options.” Xia fei then scratched his head out of frustration. He had meticulously planned his entire schedule for this week, well, his boss did.

It was almost as if a light bulb lit up on top of his head, he was basically sparkling. The blonde then stood up quickly, typed something on his phone, and then extended it to me. It was…the café near my university!!

“Have you ever been here? What do you say, wanna accompany me?” He smiled brightly. It was almost impossible to resist such an innocent looking face. Honestly, how does this guy do it? I’ve barely known him for two hours and I already feel drawn to him. His aura is basically screaming “please stay with me!!” vibes.

“This café…yeah! I go there all the time!” I smiled back and clumsily put the ointment back in the package, and as soon as I am about to put it in the bag, it slips out of my hands.

“Pfft. Here, let me help you with that” Xia fei giggled.

He leans down, grabs the ointment and….it slips out of his hand as well.

It was so hard for me to stop myself from laughing. I’m sure he just wanted to make a good impression, but thats….simply hilarious. I didn’t even realise that I was too focused on trying not to laugh, that I had completely forgotten to say something. I just….ended up staring at him.

“….Ahem.” The man then stands up, places the ointment in the bag this time, and then turns around.

For a second I thought I had made him uncomfortable because I was staring for too long but when i looked more closely, *his ears were bright red!!* Oh my gosh, now he really does remind me of a puppy. I can’t get the image out of my head!! Like, just imagine a golden retriever with this guy’s face…I feel like that would look both uncanny and cute in a way.

I quickly get up, grab the bag next to me and tap Xia fei’s shoulder. He was a little startled but that’s to be expected after what just happened. I’m pretty sure that he’s feeling embarrassed right about now.

“C’mon, let’s go!! The day is almost over y’know!” I enthusiastically say with a grin on my face. This was my attempt at helping him feel less embarrassed.

“Y-yeah…it’s almost 8 pm.” The blonde agreed.

We then walk all the way to the cafe.

After a good 30 minutes we finally sat down at a more concealed (idk if this is the right word) table. It was located more towards the back of the cafe, away from any windows. We weren’t the only customers there, but there certainly weren’t many people around us either. I felt a little silly, sitting here next to a man i’ve only met hours ago. Though, we somehow clicked. I don’t know if it was because he literally saved my life, or if he’s just that likeable, Or….am I the likeable one? Agh, whatever!! I just feel a little silly, no need to fixate on such details.

I’ll have to admit though, I felt weirdly comfortable around him. As soon as I said i dont know who he is, it was almost as if his personality did a 180. Well, not completely. With the way he called out to me in such a concerned matter he didn’t feel like a nonchalant guy, but he was still way colder than he is now….which is to be expected, we are strangers after all.

Xia fei was carefully examining the menu. On our way here, he told me about how he wanted to try out something new for a change. He said he usually gets a cappuccino, and the new mocha they had, stuck out to him. I’m pretty sure he will get that, so i don’t quite understand why he’s still looking at that menu for so long, but maybe he’s getting something else in the end. Honestly, who am I to judge?

“Hey, y/n. What are you getting?” The blonde man asks me with a curious expression on his face.

“Hmmm, well. I was thinking about getting the matcha latte since it’s so late and it barely has any caffeine.” I say as i point to the photo on the menu.

“Ohhh!! I got that once. It was pretty good from what i can remember!” Xia fei smiles, pauses for a minute and then sighs.

“I need something that has enough caffeine to keep me up tonight..I still didn’t finish the assignment that’s due tomorrow..” He then placed his palms on his head.

“Assignment? What’s it about?” I ask, intrigued as to what he had to say.

“Nothing much, just, physics and stuff. It’s not hard at all, but with the part time jobs taking up most of my time now, I just haven’t had the time to do it. Now I need to pull an all nighter and leave my house at 6 am for my morning run…” He says as he rubs his eyes seemingly tired.

“Woah there!! An all nighter?? And then leave the house at 6 am?? Have you even had time to rest?” I ask in a concerned tone.

“Ehhh, not really. Oh, but it’s completely fine!! Don’t worry, I’m used to this. Seriously.” Xia fei then gave me a weak smile.

“You know, rest is really important…” The smile on my face from earlier was now gone. I had a very worried look on my face.

“Yup, I know! Which is why I will be rewarding myself tomorrow after classes, I promise!” The man then literally gave me a thumbs up, but that smile…it didn’t look like a genuine one.

“Alright, alright. If you say so then I’ll believe you.” I tilted my head to the right and faintly smiled.

Two hours pass by and we talked about so many things. I found out more about this guy, and he genuinely seemed like a good person. His expressions and gestures were genuine, i think, except for that bit. It seems like he doesn’t really prioritize himself. He also mentioned multiple part time jobs…gosh, I can’t even imagine how exhausted he must be. But still, to have so many…he must really need the money. Maybe one day I’ll find out more about that.

I also noticed something quite strange. He seemed to be avoiding people, or being in public in general. When i mentioned taking the bus to the cafe he gave me a strange look paired with that fake smile of his. And also we sat at such a reserved table in the back, far from any windows. Could he just have social anxiety? No, that can’t be right. He’s literally the one who approached me, and put himself in the “spotlight” when he saved me. Everyone was staring at us, but he felt somehow…used to it? What a strange yet mysterious man..

Before we left the cafe, we exchanged contact infos and then we parted ways. Apparently, he lives in a dorm which is further to the university. I heard that dorm is known for its cheap prices.

When i got back to my own dorm, I noticed that my roommate was nowhere to be seen. Sigh, maybe they were out again. They really do love to party even if we have classes tomorrow. Oh well, let them do their thing.

I quickly made something to eat, took a relaxing shower, and then changed into pyjamas and plopped down onto my bed. Today was so hectic, I didn’t even realize how tired i really was. I closed my eyes for a while, and then, ding! . Agh, who could it be at this hour? I unlocked my phone and saw two messages from the guy I met today.

“Thank u for today, I had fun!

Lets meet again when we both have time ^^ “ -xf

What the hell, that’s so cute. People don’t usually thank me for hanging out with them. This is a first.

“I had fun too! we should totally meet up again sometime!

Also, please do try to finish that assignment quickly and then sleep for at least an hour :c “ -me

I started to drift back to sleep, but then i heard another notification.

“Pfft, ill try my best” -xf

“im counting on you!!! seriously, youre going to die if you dont get any sleep” -me

“Yeah yeah. My boss says the exact same thing yet he still adds more and more work on my schedule

Blame him, not me” -xf

“still, you need to take it easy once in a while.” -me

“Im aware.

Speaking of sleeping, dont u need to do just that? Its already 12 am” -xf

“I was about to, but then i got a message” -me

“Aghhh, Im so sorry about that.

I shouldve just texted you in the morning” -xf

“hey, no worries!

but im really going to bed now..

goodnight!! “ -me

“Sleep well ^^” -xf

I then put my phone on silent, and slowly drifted to the land of the dreams. Before falling asleep though, the events of today kept replaying in my mind. I still can’t believe that I was about to die like that if it wasn’t for him. I’ll need to properly thank him sometime, but for now, maybe we can become friends…

#link click bridon arc #link click #xia fei #fanfic #x reader #fluff #cute #university #cafe #yingdu arc #bridon arc #bridon spoilers #link click vein

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the-s1lly-corner · 3 months ago

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Good afternoon! <3 If you are not busy and want, I wanted to request an order for Platonic Headcone Cotl by Narinder, Kallamar and Leshy x a very energetic child reader, they always have to make sure they are there and not going into a dangerous forest just because they saw a butterfly I imagine that they can leave them in one room, but then they appear in another two seconds later.

-I just thought it would be cute and fun, have a nice day!

Narinder, Kallamar, and Leshy x energetic!child!reader (platonic)

I kinda wanna make paper flowers hmmm hmm thinkimg

Notes: platonic post, gn reader, post game so they're all followers, short post

CWs: none

NARINDER

you sometimes run tight circles around him while you wait for him to finish his current task so you can go steal him away to play or to show him something... deep breaths, narinder. its a child. its your child. deep breaths... he would never actually yell at you but he never could handle much energy or hyperactivity and his tolerance seems to be lower after spending so much time in a quiet void

youre not ill behaved, and even if you were he would correct that behavior... though... if you go be a hassle to some of the mortals or to his siblings... he would gladly turn a blind eye for just a moment

you will NOT wander off on his watch. he WILL yoink you right back up- be it by hand or by chain... assuming he still has some of his powers. if he has to he will have you doing a little task next to him- if hes on dinner duty youre peeling veggies. if hes cutting wood youre passing him logs. so on and so forth. he will keep you busy so you dont go astray and get hurt

KALLAMAR

god he is SO close to getting one of those kid leashes just to make sure you dont wander off and get hurt... but he doesnt... he feels it would be humiliating for you and hes not mean enough to do something like that... unless you truly force his hand... tentacle...

always looking over his shoulder to glance at you- while hes eating, working or just talking to someone. hes nearly totally deaf thanks to his injuries and for once, that makes him nervous. he cant hear as well if you call him for help- what if you fall? what if you get hurt? lost? or what if- heket is going to need to knock some sense into him

sometimes your energetic... energy... can overwhelm him but its nothing he hasnt handled before- his younger brother IS leshy afterall, so hes got some experience in tiring out a child so they can at least take a nap and offer him some peace

....though... he wont take anyone calling you annoying... immediately steps up and goes off on them- no one insults his little angel! (would... unironically be a bit of a karen...)

LESHY

encourages and matches your energy- you remind him of him and he loves it! you... bring out some of his energy and habits from when he was younger, and you both kind of drive everyone else insane. good. he likes being a nuisance to the lamb and their dumb little followers!

sometimes "sicks" you on an annoying follower. and by "sick" i mean he just tells you that that follower is interested in hearing you yammer on about something or play a game... and he simply. sits back and takes in your pestering this poor mortal

it... doesnt really cross his mind that youre a mortal too- at least partly, if you share any genes with him. so it doesnt really occur to him that youre not as durable as him and his siblings- so you getting hurt after wandering off is unfortunately a common occurrence for a while until he has that "oh..... oh!" moment (and after getting a earful from heket or narinder)

#cotl x reader #cotl x you #cult of the lamb x reader #cult of the lamb x you #narinder x reader #narinder x you #cotl narinder x reader #cotl narinder x you #kallamar x reader #kallamar x you #cotl kallamar x reader #cotl kallamar x you #leshy x reader #leshy x you #cotl leshy x reader #cotl leshy x you #canon x reader #canon x you #x reader

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oleafia-art · 3 months ago

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last year i was bored and decided to make some moxxie and millie fan kids ! they were just supposed to be silly haha fun characters but then i started writing a whole story and adding a bunch of side characters and it got out of hand… but i wont go into it rn bc it definitely needs to be reworked and more completed before i can talk about it haha

but i can tell yall a little about them below the cut if you wanna read it! i will def be drawing more of them soon i love them sm. i will also try to design older versions of the canon main characters too as well as posting about more ocs from the twin’s story

EDIT: i made this entire post before sinsmas but im posting it anyways. obviously there won’t be much of a point to these characters after millie has her kid (if she has it) LOL so not sure how much more ill draw them now but i still love them and wanted to post them anyway

maverick

- maverick aka mav, is the son of moxxie and millie and the twin brother of melody. he is sixteen years old. he lives in the pride ring with his family.

- mav presents himself as a troubled brooding teen, going through a phase where he feels disconnected from his family and is struggling to figure out where he belongs in society and what he wants from his life

- on the outside, mav is a snarky and overly confident teenage boy who likes fighting and playing the guitar. he hesitates to let people in and often defends his feelings with a sharp and often cruel sense of humor, although a lot of the time he doesn’t mean the words that he says

- despite his stereotyoical demeanor, maverick is actually incredibly sharp minded and curious, constantly questioning the world around him and why things are the way that they are. he overthinks things a lot and ends up feeling incredibly troubled. however, because of his cynical outlook on life he believes no one can help him, and doesn’t bother asking the people he loves for help

- maverick has always been skilled in weaponry and combat, something that’s in his genes but was only taught to him for a few years as a child, however his parents attempted to steer his attention away from this interest, as their overprotective nature took over, not wanting their son to feel like he has to become a killer too

- maverick feels as though there’s nothing that makes him special and often feels overlooked when compared to his extremely talented and more extroverted sister. he is pretty athletic but doesn’t have the same ferocity as his mother or sharpshooting techniques of his father. he was taught to play guitar and enjoys making music but definitely is no where near as passionate or talented as his sister

melody

- melody is the daughter of moxxie and millie and the twin sister of maverick. she is sixteen years old. she lives in the pride ring with her family.

- melody takes on a lot of traits from her father. she has a huge interest in musical theater, and wishes to become a famous actress and singer one day

- due to this aspect of her personality, she is rather extroverted and peppy, very talkative and slightly hyperactive like her mother. she has a desperate need for attention and validation, which can make her come across as a bit annoying or intense to those who aren’t used to her

- despite her parent’s jobs as assassins, melody tries to avoid violence at all costs. she finds it disturbing and has no interest in fighting or killing. however, she has violent instincts in her, and when people she loves are threatened she can become suprisingly outraged and violent despite hating her outbursts

- melody has a very feminine dress style and takes great care in her appearance. she thinks of her life as one grand performance and panics if she’s not seen at her idea of “perfect”. this wasn’t something that bothered her as a kid, but as she gets older she’s becoming increasingly aware of her position in society, as a female imp, and just how hard she’ll have to work to make herself “perfect” in order to find even an ounce of success

#helluva boss #helluva boss fanart #helluva boss oc #moxxie x millie #character design #character concept #digital illustration #vivziepop #maverick oc #melody oc #basically mav is more of moxxie’s personality with millie’s interests and melody is more of millie’s personality with moxxie’s interests #but they both have elements of both parents in their personalities too so they’re not just carbon copies of m&m lol #like mav tends to feel overlooked and has a protective streak like millie whereas melody can be very anxious and an overthinker at times #like moxxie #mav is a mamas boy but is having trouble connecting with his overprotective dad as he gets older #but moxxie loves him deeply don’t worry #parents and kids can still have communication issues even if they have a good relationship #melody is very close with both her mom and dad #she is a daddy’s girl tho #imp is one big family in this and stolas and blitzø are married #mav is super close with his uncle blitzø and looks up to him a lot #melody is closer with stolas #both twins are good friends with loona and octavia #anyways i love them sm #update post sinsmas: well rip mav and melody u would’ve been fun but ur gonna get replaced by a canon child #im excited to see the canon m&m kid and i will def be designing an older version of them when/if we meet them

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sweet-evie · 11 months ago

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The Best Surprise: What was Going On Before the Party Started?

A glimpse into the life of a single dad who's doing his best.

masterlist || pt 4 || pt

Content: ⚠️ OCs, Gojo family headcanons, Mentions of afab!oc, fem!oc, nameless!oc, she/her/hers pronouns for said nameless OC. Also includes singleparent!gojo, dad!gojo, OOC Gojo (because he has parental dispositions and raising kids).

A/N: EXTRA SCENES ...AKA scenes that didn’t fit the vibe of the 4th installment for some reason, but I like them too much to leave them around.

Never Grow Up Pt 4 Extras

May 5, 2013

Satoru pays his mother a visit at the Gojo Estate

“I advised you, if you recall. You would have had an easier time here.”

“It wasn’t as difficult as you all said it would be either way. Nothing hired help couldn’t fix. Thanks for that by the way, Mom.”

Kaede Gojo — mother of the clan head, said nothing in response and watched her son closely over the rim of the expensive bone china cup that she’d raised to her lips. Satoru leaned back and propped his left elbow on the arm of his mother’s bouclé sofa — a picture of nonchalance and ease.

“My advice still stands. If you resumed residency here, you would not have to divide your time between three different places so frequently.” She finished her sip of gyokuro tea and folded her hands primly over her lap again — as she was wont to do. “You would be closer to Jujutsu Tech and should urgent events arise, you will be able to attend to matters that require your attention much more swiftly. Plus, I am sure I am not the only one who certainly wouldn’t mind being graced with the presence of my beautiful granddaughter every day.”

Yeah… Leave Satsuki in their hands, and let the higher-ups and his own family play tug o’ war with him as the unbreakable rope?

No, thanks.

As much as he respected his mother enough to tame his usually sharp tongue while he was around her, Satoru was not blind to the fact that she was loyal to her own agendas. Public opinion and appearance always mattered to her ever since he was a child. And on top of that, she was a willing follower of his father’s ideas.

The day his daughter would relocate to the Gojo Estate would be the day jujutsu society would fall and his presence from this world would be removed.

He was raising his kid his way and no one else’s.

It was off-putting actually, that they were having this discussion today of all days.

“Your father once mentioned that an apartment would be an ill-advised place to raise a child born with Limitless.” Kaede added, watching her son closely in an attempt to decipher how he felt about this.

Satoru’s brows furrowed slightly behind the blindfold. His daughter was barely a year-old. It would be cool to discover she had the clan’s prized technique, but he was still hoping his daughter would manifest something unique. “No one knows until Satsuki turns 5 or 6.”

“But she has the makings of a sorcerer.”

“Of course. We are staying in Roppongi though. That won’t change for a while.” It won’t change for a long time, actually — not if Satoru had anything to do with it. “Wherever Satsuki is, Fushiguro’s children will follow. And as hilarious as it is to rub it in the Zenins’ faces, I’d rather not aggravate the delicate situation we’re in. Megumi deserves better than that.”

At the reminder of one his riskier ventures, Kaede’s lips tightened into a grim line of quiet disapproval. “It pains me to say, but it is a precarious situation of your own doing.”

“Eh…” Satoru waved off her concerns with a nonchalant hand. “I gave the kid a choice. He chose not to go back to the Zenin clan.”

“Tsk. Providing for him and his sister financially was more than enough. Taking them under your own roof was a step too far… and at the behest of your former paramour at that.”

Satoru was gracious enough to spare his mother his insolent behavior that was usually reserved for the higher ups and his father, but Kaede had no such compulsion towards her son — she could spare Satoru a tongue-lashing or two.

All the same, he didn’t need to explain himself to her, or why he decided to foster the Fushiguro children together with Satsuki’s deceased mother.

“What’s done is done. Point is, moving here permanently would mean having Fushiguro’s kids here as well, and I don’t want to add further insult to injury. I can, of course, if I wanted to, but that would be a problem on your hands too. And we wouldn’t want to burden your shoulders further, would we, Mom?”

She shifted in her seat and brushed off his barbed words. The supposed ‘burden’ on her shoulders could never compare to his, and she never said it, but she knew it just as much as Satoru did — a fact that had been apparent from the moment he was born. “You do as you see fit.”

“Well it was nice speaking to you. I’ve said all I needed to say—” Satoru grinned and rose to his feet, pushing the manila envelope closer to his mother across the coffee table, “—and I’ve brought what you asked for, so if you’ll excuse me… I have somewhere I need to be. Later!”

He could sense her eyes following him even after he’d closed the door on her private tea room.

=OoOoO=

JUSTICE FOR IJICHI! (also boycott Gojo’s unjust solicitation of Ijichi’s assistant services)

Ijichi didn’t realize that when he’d fully assumed his role as an assistant to jujutsu sorcerers, it would also mean catering to their needs outside of sorcery work. If he knew that would have been the case, perhaps he would have advocated for a pay-raise from the beginning. At the rate he was currently going, Principal Yaga really ought to know the reason behind the extra leg work and why the school’s official sedan was guzzling gas faster than a vacuum cleaner operating at full efficiency.

At the moment, he was less auxiliary manager for jujutsu sorcerers and more like Satoru Gojo’s executive assistant.

And as glamorous as that latter title sounded, it wasn’t all that it was cracked up to be.

He wasn’t even an employee under Gojo… Ijichi answered to the school and above all else, to the higher-ups too.

Why was he letting Gojo run him ragged again?

“Sir? Sir, excuse me? Hello? Are you there?” The voice inquired on the other line, slightly distorted and possibly exasperated at Ijichi’s lack of an immediate response.

Right… Because Gojo would have never let him have a moment of peace otherwise.

“Uh… yes. I’m here.”

“Right. As I was saying… My team will be over at Mr. Gojo’s apartment residence thirty minutes ahead of schedule. Would that be all right? I called to make sure we’re not intruding on any family happenings before that time.”

“Ah, yes. That would be fine. Gojo is not there at the moment, but someone will let you in.”

“All right, thank you. That’s all we needed.”

Ijichi breathed a sigh of relief at the sound of the dial tone.

That was the sixth call in a row. The string of calls from various vendors that had plagued him just now shouldn’t have sounded as stressful as it seemed, but that was exactly how it came off. It was a Sunday and today was hectic. So ironic… It was the consecutive calls on top of all the other party-centric errands Ijichi found himself doing too.

With the number of vendors and all the moving parts scuttling about in the background, you’d think it was a mini charity gala and not a toddler’s party.

And to think, Gojo had approached him and called this a favor.

The man claimed he would have done all of this on-the-day organizing himself, but—

“I have a Grade 1 case to investigate and exorcise outside of Tokyo.” Gojo had quipped, cheeky and cheerful despite the circumstance, “I’ll be done before the end of the day, but I can’t have vendors calling me in the middle of the mission to ask about technicalities, you know how it is. So I left them your number and you’re in charge. Thanks, Ijichi, I owe you one! Bye!”

And Ijichi hadn’t even managed to get a word in edgewise before the line went dead and he was saddled with chief party organizer responsibilities at seven in the morning.

Talking over Gojo was impossible, and it was worse if your brain could barely catch up to whatever his mouth was spewing.

A warning at least three days in advance would have been nice.

Ijichi understood that today was a special day for someone important to Gojo.

Only the truly ignorant wouldn’t know of Satoru Gojo’s daughter and her appearances at Jujutsu Tech now and again. Satsuki was a precious bubbly little thing that resembled her father far too much for her own good, capturing hearts and eyes whenever she was at the premises, and truth be told, Ijichi wasn’t any different from his other colleagues, the faculty, or the students who folded to Gojo’s daughter’s effortless charms. Seeing her smile with her baby teeth was more than enough to make anyone’s day, and who wouldn’t want to make a toddler happy on a normal day, never mind her birthday?

So yes, he was a slave to Gojo’s whims for now, but it was for Satsuki in the end. It was for the happiness of a child.

Or at least, that’s what Ijichi was content to tell himself to keep from feeling robbed.

Grumbling to himself with a sigh, the assistant massaged the edges of his temples in an attempt to alleviate an oncoming migraine.

Stress wasn’t good for the skin… especially on a weekend. He was too young to get fine lines and wrinkles for the gods’ sakes!

“I really should ask for that pay-raise.”

And his justification for the increment request?

Satoru Gojo’s ad-hoc tasks, of course.

=OoOoO=

Megumi and Tsumiki + Satsuki, the nannies, and Satsuki’s maternal grandma

In all their years living with Gojo, Megumi had never seen the apartment so busy… and so full of people.

Aside from Tsumiki or Gojo, the only other people who arrived on a regular basis were Yumiko, Kaoru, and Shiori — Satsuki’s nannies that worked in shifts throughout the day. The trio had been present in Satsuki’s life ever since she was a newborn, and Gojo didn’t want to be without their assistance just yet.

Part of him wanted to hide in his room and curl up in bed to finish the book he had attempted to binge-read last night, but the other half stewed in unquenchable curiosity for the odd things unfolding in the apartment bit by bit. The organized chaos began after Gojo left this morning for a mission. Since then, Tsumiki had gone back and forth from the main room to the front door with every buzz that rang through the apartment. And every time she did, a different person or a group would enter.

First came the decorators, then the event organizer who tried striking up a conversation with Megumi while he was busy reading, then the caterers, and then a team of three people who were hired to do something Megumi couldn’t figure out yet.

As the time for the party drew closer, a woman who introduced herself as Ms Minori made an appearance. Apparently, she was the host for the party. Megumi had a hard time looking away from her, because she certainly dressed the part. Her costume (because that was certainly what it looked like she was wearing) was familiar; the poofy yellow skirt and the off-shoulder top reminded him of a particular Disney princess that Tsumiki favored because, “She’s kind’a like you, Megumi.”

He always just figured it was Tsumiki’s way of getting back at him because he often said his sister reminded him so much of weird animals, like capybaras or beluga whales.

Another distinct buzz vibrated through the apartment, and again it had Tsumiki bounding up to the foyer, all bright smiles and welcoming aura. The door opened to reveal a rumpled-looking Ijichi with two boxes of what looked like Baskin Robbins cakes between his hands.

“Is Gojo back yet?” Ijichi asked immediately as he weaved through stray white and gold balloons and remnants of cut-up ribbons on the floor.

“Not yet. Did he say he’d be back by now?” Megumi piped up behind Ijichi after trailing behind him the entire time.

The older man apparently didn’t notice because Megumi’s voice startled him to the point of almost fumbling the cakes. It was Tsumiki’s quick reflexes that saved him from the inevitable trouble of replacing the desserts. She carefully placed the cake boxes on the counter, relieving Ijichi of his source of anxiety.

“Gojo said he’d be back before the party started.” Ijichi sighed, producing a handkerchief from the pocket of his pants.

“It’s not too bad. I don’t think the guests have arrived yet.” Tsumiki hummed thoughtfully. Not that there were that many guests to begin with.

The birthday girl didn’t exactly have playmates her age yet, although Megumi was of the opinion that Gojo should fix that. If the baby wasn’t around Megumi or Tsumiki, she was with her nannies. And if it was neither of them, she was with Gojo.

If he wasn’t mistaken, most of the guests attending today were adults and teenagers.

Megumi blinked once… twice; less out of shock and more out of surprise that Gojo actually hired people to dress up as Sesame Street characters. The three weren’t wearing the mascot heads yet, but it seemed Big Bird, Elmo, and Cookie Monster would be gracing Satsuki’s 1st birthday after all.

Ijichi heaved a long-suffering sigh and whipped out his phone, thumbs flying over the screen as he typed out a message, presumably to Gojo. Tsumiki excused herself and made a beeline for the nursery where the birthday girl and her nannies were, and Megumi decided on following her.

He could hear Sesame Street playing from the television inside, and entering the room had Satsuki shifting her attention from the loveable characters to Megumi himself.

“Mi-mi!” Satsuki crowed, kicking her legs out excitedly as she pointed at Megumi hovering close to the chest of drawers.

“Who is it, Tsuki?” Tsumiki encouraged, leaning closer to the baby on all fours.

“Mi-mi! Mi-mi bi do-do!”

Recent experience told him Satsuki wanted him to bring the Divine Dogs out whenever she so much as mentioned ‘do-do’. She adored their fluffy tails and pointy ears, wholly oblivious of their capacity for exorcism and their need to feed on curses. Normally, he would indulge her request, no problem, but—

“Not now, Satsuki.” Megumi shook his head no and sat cross-legged on the floor in front of her. “I can bring them out later.”

“Do-do?” The baby mumbled, looking back at Tsumiki as if to confirm Megumi’s own refusal, and the older girl just shrugged.

“Later… I’ll have new shikigami for you to meet soon.” He was banking on taming the rabbits, and then Nue. He’d run it by Gojo first on one of their upcoming training sessions, but quite honestly, Gojo saying ‘no’ to introducing Satsuki to aspects of sorcery were rare. “New shikigami means more friends like your ‘do-do’.”

But Satsuki had already moved on to crawling towards her rattles and her scattered Digimon plushies strewn across the floor.

“How’s everything out there?” Kaoru spoke up suddenly, finally allowing herself to get busy with folding freshly laundered linen for the nursery, now that the Fushiguro siblings had taken up babysitting.

“Busy. Too busy.” Megumi scooted closer to Tsumiki and the baby, and reached out to straighten the skewed collar of her dress. The fabric’s colors matched the decor outside. Apparently there was a theme — a theme that Megumi doubted no one but the birthday girl was going to stick to.

Tsumiki giggled as she handed tiny plushy after tiny plushy to Satsuki’s greedy little hands. “It’s like a whole other venue.”

“Poor Ijichi looks so stressed already.” Shiori piped up as she left the bathroom — probably all done organizing the essentials in there. “All for a baby’s party. He should relax more.”

Kaoru, from her place next to Shiori, pursed her lips. “I doubt Ijichi is at fault for his own distress.”

Kaoru, ever the polite one. In truth, Megumi knew (and so did Tsumiki) that she was just being a good person and not actually trying to badmouth her employer. As far as he knew, Ijichi was new to being an assistant, but that fact never really stopped Gojo from pushing people to make them do his bidding. Ijichi was just the latest victim apparently, and everyone knew that.

And because no one wanted to say it—

“Gojo’s stressing him out, that’s all.” Megumi shrugged.

“Go-go!” Satsuki interrupted them all with her giggling. “See Go-go Go-go~”

“Mhmm…” Tsumiki nodded along, wrapping her arms around the baby as she brought the girl to her lap. “Go-jo. It’s your last name, Tsuki. Say it. Go- Jo—”

“Jo-jo! Jo-jo jo-jo jo-jo~ See Jo-jo!”

Despite his usual disposition, Megumi couldn’t fight the smile that caused the edges of his lips to turn up just a tiny bit. Tsumiki had always been particularly good at entertaining Satsuki’s baby talk, encouraging her to keep speaking and communicating. ‘Da-da’ may have been Satsuki’s first word, but Tsumiki was quickly shaping up to be a most favored guardian. Megumi had seen it several times before; even when the baby girl was safely nestled in Gojo’s arms, Satsuki always reached for Tsumiki whenever she so much as spotted the other girl.

Three timid knocks followed by the door swinging open slightly drew the attention of the nursery’s current occupants.

Megumi couldn’t attest to knowing this person at all, but the face that poked in was familiar. The woman had the face of his and Tsumiki’s beloved caretaker, and that was all he needed to see to know who this person was.

“I’m sorry for intruding, but I rarely see her as is, I thought I should see her before everyone else arrives.” The middle-aged woman offered the children and the three nannies a smile.

“Of course, please come in.”

His sister always knew what to say and how to be so welcoming. What Megumi lacked in amicability, Tsumiki made up for with the kindest smile. Satsuki looked content to stay on Tsumiki’s lap, happily grabbing and pulling on the ears and faux whiskers of her toys, as Megumi scooted further back to make room for the lady.

She moved carefully — almost fearful of disturbing the mess of colorful plastic on the nursery floor — and settled next to the bean bag that Megumi had claimed when he made space for their visitor. Seeing the woman up close was even eerier. Gojo’s deceased girlfriend looked so much like this woman. Megumi didn’t like to dwell too much on the permanent loss of someone important in his and Tsumiki’s life, but there were instances where Fate would graciously remind him of what their — dare he say it — family was missing.

No one said it, but everyone agreed that Satsuki’s mother should have been here.

“—So big now, little Satsuki! Can you believe it’s been a year since you were born?” The woman mused; her soft voice almost drowned out by the sound of Satsuki squealing and giggling in response to being tickled. “I understand your father is a busy man, and I’m sure he’s doing his best, but only seeing you once a month feels like it’s never enough. Can you say Na-na? Go on, say ‘na-na’.”

“Da-da!”

“Na-na…”

“Da-na! Da-na da-da!”

Megumi watched quietly as the women continued to fawn over Satsuki, deliberately pretending he didn’t discern the sadness that Satsuki’s maternal grandmother tried her best to hide behind smiling eyes.

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