#kasumi a-okay with tw

[innepttia]

@spookyvalentine has FOUR sets of “50 questions about Shepard” list and this is the third!!

Maeve Shepard

First 50 Questions | Second 50 Questions

TW: mentions of alcohol abuse & canon typical death

(Art by tumblr: @/milton-chamberlain)

1. How often does Shepard use the omni-blade?

Omni-blade, not a lot but it’s her favorite weapon to use (ok I know this is contradictory but just go with me). Omni-tool – ALL THE TIME.

2. What does the Virmire Survivor think of Shepard?

Ashley! I think she wishes they were closer, because they really would get along if they both gave it a shot. If Shepard didn’t die, they’d probably have become besties at some point and perhaps Shepard could have still soothed over some of that xenophobic nature of Ashley’s.

3. Top three comfort movies:

Howl’s Moving Castle

Princess Bride

Shallow Grave

4. How many languages can they speak (without the translator)?

Oh, I love that Spooky has asked this in the Mass Effect discord we’re in because I already know the answer now!!

English, ASL (which doesn’t really count for translator-use), and – in my own HC – spacers have a language similar to The Expanse’s Belter Creole.

5. Does Shepard keep a log/journal?

No. Which is a boring answer, but no.

6. What kind of driver is Shepard?

I like to HC that she actually would rather have others drive so she can tinker with something. So, instead of driver, she’s a passenger princess.

7. Shepard witnesses a petty crime. What is their response?

She ignores it! Maeve really cultivates an air of: “If this doesn’t affect me, then I don’t care.”

8. Revenge, or the high road?

REVENGE, BABEEYYYYY – but only in her head because she’s a busy lady and doesn’t have time to really properly act out her revenge.

9. What will always distract them?

Thane, Thane, Thane, Thane, alcohol, Thane, Thane, Joker, Thane, Thane, Thane, etc.

10. Does Shepard ascribe to any sort of faith?

No, but she becomes interested in Thanes.

11. Fondest childhood memory?

By ME2, she isn’t sure her childhood memories are really hers, so she tries to forget them.

12. Most embarrassing adult memory?

In ME2, before Thane’s romance was locked in, she got so drunk one day and drunk-messaged Ashley trying to flirt with her. Then when that was completely rejected, she went straight to Zaeed to try and flirt with him, but she became so distracted in the garbage compactor that she missed her one chance with that old merc. Joker was 100% watching the vid feeds and EDI was monitoring her messages to Ashley.

13. What does Shepard choose to do about Gavin Archer?

THIS mothafuckin guy THIS GUY ohhhhh my god. I think canon choice was “your brother is going to Grissom Academy and you can fuck right off” but the unhinged, more correct choice is: iron pressed against his temple and ending it all then and there for Gavin.

14. Is Shepard the type to gossip?

If it’s gossip with Kasumi, yes, because Kasumi has the best tea and tells the best story. Anyone else, probably not.

15. How does Shepard react to Garrus’s Archangel reveal?

I’m just going to go with the canon-neutral reaction.

16. What was the N7 program like for Shepard?

This was when she was A Good Soldier and A Good Person (pre-ME1), so it went pretty well, all things considered. She was focused and driven and wanted to be the best she could be.

17. Go-to karaoke song?

ANOTHER ONE I CAN ANSWER BECAUSE OF DISCORD thank god. This song because it’s mostly shouting instead of singing:

Fire Woman – The Cult

18. What choice does Shepard make on Rannoch?

Okay so, this one might get me a lot of hate BUT I’ve always accidentally (I’m so serious about this) picked the option here Tali throws herself off the cliff. Like, I’m not joking. It doesn’t matter how many years are between play throughs, or if I’m like, OKAY THIS TIME…!!! I always manage to pick that option. In an AU, I’d really like for the Geth and the Quarians to make peace and build the planet together and I’m just inept at making Good Choices.

19. Which kind of reaper do they think is the ugliest?

That stupid Human-Reaper from ME2.

20. Can they dance?

She can sway to music really well.

21. What is Shepard’s relationship with Hackett?

Mostly annoyed at him. In her eyes, Hackett is up there with TIM.

22. What’s their alignment? Paragon, renegade, a mix…

Renegade all the way. Light up her face with scars.

23. Got any allergies? How bad?

No, because I honestly just won’t remember she has them.

24. When’s their birthday, and how old are they?

Canon birthday and canon age!

25. Trash talk or potty mouth

BOTH!

26. What’s their temper like?

Flares hot, but then it dies down pretty quickly because she’s either smothering it with alcohol or she’s already moved on to the next crisis.

27. What does Shepard think of Bakara?

EVEEEE and not my clone named Eve!!!!! She adores her and will do anything for her.

28. A reoccurring nightmare:

Indoctrination. She can’t shake the feeling that, even after everything, she’s indoctrinated.

And Moon’s Haunted fic.

29. Which news correspondent/journalist does Shepard bring on the Normandy? What’s their relationship like?

Diana Allers and it’s a relationship of: Maeve forgets she’s there until Diana reminds her.

30. Who’s got the biggest crush on Shepard?

Ummm ME!!! Hmm definitely Joker in all 3 games, Garrus in 1 and 2, (and finally a HC) the Geth (and OC) she messages all throughout ME3.

31. What kind of relationship do they have with Dr. Chakwas? Which doctor do they bring her on board for 3, and why?

Good! They’re drinking buddies, except Dr. Chakwas is obviously less unhinged about it.

32. Who has Shepard’s grudging respect?

Javik & Zaeed.

33. Reaction to the window over their sr-2 bed

Kill Bill sirens.

34. Does Shepard want children?

Not just no, but hell no.

35. What does Shepard consider their greatest mistake?

Joining the Alliance.

36. Did Shepard enjoy the heists with Kasumi?

Yes, this was her favorite mission. I think I mentioned this in one of the previous 50 questions, but she was excited for the heist. She was excited to dress up and to have even the slightest potential to not kill anyone.

37. Does Shepard ever play matchmaker?

Ngl, I like Liara and Javik together so I’d like to imagine she helped with that somehow.

38. A silly daydream:

While she was on house arrest after ME2 and before ME3, she daydreamed that Joker would come visit her and they’d rekindle whatever they had before.

Or, she’d imagine Thane would come rescue her like a damsel in distress.

(god these aren’t really “silly” are they?!)

39. What kind of media do they consume the most?

Tech news, but she’s pretty off mainstream media content. She prefers to spend time with her crew in person.

40. Favorite ice cream flavor

Cookies and cream.

41. If Shepard has a LI, what would they say are a couple of Shepard’s flaws? And strengths?

I think we all like to imagine our LI’s being over the moon about our Sheps, and my HCs are no different.

Thane sees her as the spitting image of one of his goddesses. She’s strong, relentless, ruthless, and determined, which are all qualities he admires. In private, she’s soft and a puddle of mush most of the time. I like to think he enjoys taking care of her (e.g. blanket over the shoulders, a good cuddle session, sharing food).

Her flaws come through pretty starkly in all these sets of 50 questions: she can make REALLY poor choices, she can get tunnel vision on certain missions, she can be too brash.

42. Are they quick to laugh, or slow to smile?

Okay, I’m probably going to be annoying with this but I’m going to say both to this one too (like the potty mouth or trash talking one). I think she’s quick to laugh, but it isn’t always genuine. She’ll laugh when she feels like there’s a social cue she needs to meet. She’s slow to smile because those would be her true, genuine feelings.

43. What does it take to earn Shepard’s trust?

Most people have her trust from the beginning. She doesn’t feel like she has time to be untrusting, so her initial trust is easy to get. As long as that isn’t broken, then all’s golden. If the initiate trust is broken then it’s near impossible to get it back.

44. Top three people Shepard thinks are hotties:

Samara

Nyreen

Zaeed

+Thane because he’s her Li so that’s a given

45. What’s the easiest way to gross them out?

Throw up. THAT’S ALL hahahaha but fr gross.

46. What are some of their favorite combo moves with team members out on the field?

Oooohh this is embarrassing for her and me. I always forget team members and Shepard can do combo moves together, so I never do it. So lets go with: she’s a lone wolf who likes to do her own tech combos herself.

47. Can they forgive easily, or are they the type to hold a grudge?

Neither! She’d rather just forget.

48. Does Shepard have a good sense of direction?

She relies solely on her HUD that she doesn’t know anymore!

49. Did they enjoy their party on the Citadel?

Yes, it was nice getting everyone together, but she really missed Thane.

50. What is Shepard’s ending?

Maeve, beloved, goes full destroy ending, which includes destroying herself. I’ve talked about this a lot in the server so I’m not going to get too much in the weeds but… she’s very content with this choice.

+1 …got any kinks?

*looks back at question 33* yes – a choking kink whoops

[hagumi-hug-archived]

@alicesoneandonly

Continued from here: 

Gasping like a turkey, the girl immediately let the fluffy white ears go before staring at the watch that had mysteriously turned into a gun. “Gooahh! What an amazing magic trick!”

“Can you do that again!?” The girl questioned while looking like a curious cat. The hair didn’t help much. ☆

[shujinroyal]

I don’ know if I have touched upon this before but I really can’t understand the hate for Kasumi / Sumire. Honestly, I think for the most part fans think she gets ‘in the way’ for certain ships but you don’t have to romance her at all. And she’s pretty okay with it too, unlike others who downright cry if you turn them down. I know a lot of people wanted a female main character but honestly, I loved what we got. And no, Kasumi / Sumire is not a Mary Sue. She isn’t all that important to the plot like Marie from Persona 4 and it’s unfair to give her this comparison. I’ve also seen where people complain that she’s too nice and wanted her to be a ‘bitch’ to the protagonist and I just stare into the camera like I am on the office and go ‘but why?’ We’ve already seen that with Marie and that didn’t go well for fans or Atlus. Some just find her annoying for calling the protagonist ‘senpai’, even though that is the honorific an upperclassman is called in Japan. Kasumi / Sumire doesn’t want to be seen as disrespectful, people!! And also, everyone is okay with Leader and Joker but not Senpai? Come on.

The point being here is Kasumi / Sumire and her backstory don’t deserve the backlash she has gotten from the Western side of fans. Don’t get me started on how everyone hates that Kasumi / Sumire is reliant on Joker for some things. Like it’s okay to rely on others sometimes. Co-dependency can be healthy to a certain point, not all of it has to be negative. Sure, her character seems forced and her outfit was a copy of Joker’s ( while in reality her thief uniform is a rebellion of her most inspiring person or fictional character which is Joker himself ) but for the most part, she’s harmless and has done nothing really wrong to inspire such a loathing to an absurd degree. I’m saying that the fandom is harsh to this young girl who went through serious trauma and psychological issues and I am tired of pretending that it’s not. Also, fuck Maruki for not helping this girl when she needed it the most and instead used her as some science project to prove his theory.

Bonus: ShuSumi is cute and wholesome and I am going to ship it until I die no matter how unpopular the ship is in the fandom.

[smolstarthief]

A New Pair of Shoes...

Just a small ficlet I put together to get back into the swing of writing after being away from it from so long due to holiday rushes killing my motivation. After that back to me and CreepyMarsh's "Prison of Grief" fic! This is based on a handful of posts on here discussing Sumire getting Odile/The Black Swan from Swan Lake instead of Cendrillon. Namely in her true awakening and I loved the story of Swan Lake so I felt like it would fit her well (as much as I like Cendrillon in general)! So, this is my own take on the scenario and seeing if I fully like the idea! Verdict? Yes, yes I do (Sorry Cendrillon...)! But here it is under the cut! Also Sumire cutting her hair Mulan style makes my brain go brr!

Warning: Major P5R spoilers and a tw for blood!

“That’s strange… I don’t sense any Shadows.”

“Yeah, I don’t know why but… There aren’t any Shadows in the area.”

What? That is strange… Maybe Dr. Maruki didn’t sense us? No… That can’t be it… Why do I still feel strange though? I’m free right? I’m not Kasumi… Not…

“Aight, just a little more to go.”

Sumire looks up at Ryuji as they stop for a moment. Haru gives her a look of concern.

“Violet, are you holding up okay?”

She perks up and gives a confident look, “Yes!”

Am I…? Urgh, stop it Sumire!

That strange feeling she had been getting comes back again which immediately causes her expression to fall, catching everyone’s attention now, “Sorry, it’s just… I feel just a little off…”

All of a sudden, her outfit flickers back to her winter uniform, causing her to flinch in surprise, “My outfit!”

What?! No…

It’s Ren’s turn to feel concerned now, “You sure you’re okay?”

As if on cue, she’s back in her outfit again. She tries to go back to her confident demeanor, but it falters, “I let my guard down for a second, but I swear I’m fine!”

“Lies…”

What?!

She shakes her head, now looking guilty, “So sorry for making you all worry.”

“Are you?” Stop it!

“Looks like it’s not stable yet…”

She sees Ren looking to be in thought.

“Huh? N-No! I’m stable! I’m fine!”

“More deception? So much for learning dear…”

She winces at the harsh words as Akechi sighs, That’s fine and all, but don’t hold us back, either.”

She looks downward.

Hold back…

His stern tone becomes somewhat less harsh, “If you push yourself harder than you’re capable of handling, you’ll endanger everyone on your side, too.”

She gives a sad sigh.

He’s right… Why do I keep doing this to myself?

“Why indeed…”

Who are you? You sound like Cendrillon but–

“Enemies approaching!”

They all go on alert as Futaba continues, “They’re fast… I dunno what the heck they are, but we’d better move it.”

Sumire grits her teeth, a strange new feeling slowly coming to the surface as Morgana speaks, “Should we get back to it? If things start looking bad, we’ll retreat right away. Until then, we’ll back you up with everything we’ve got!”

They all nodded as they continued onward.

What is all this? My outfit… This voice that sounds familiar but also doesn’t… What’s wrong with me? What are all these feelings?

“What do you think? Do you hate him for casting that spell?”

No! He’s done bad things but… I don’t hate him.

“Then who do you really hate? Who are you afraid of? Who are you running from still?”

Running… Hate… Fear… Truth.

“You’re getting close little duck…”

Duck? What are you–

They ascend a flight of stairs when Futaba shouts, “Above us!”

They all dodge and scatter as Shadows fall from above before surrounding Sumire after she gets separated from them.

Oh no… Nononono!

She wildly looks around in fear as they close in on her with everyone looking on with panic in their expressions as Yusuke shouts, “Violet!”

No… Wait! I can do this! I can–

She dramatically pulls off her mask, “Cendrillon!”

Nothing happens, increasing her confusion and panic, “What?!”

What’s happening to me?! Where is she?! Someone… Please…

“You know why… She’s gone. Destroyed along with your illusion, it’s only me now…”

But… She was…

They start to get even closer as Makoto notices the issue, “Her Persona’s…”

“You were a sham… A fake… You weren’t being honest…”

A fake… Deception… One I made for myself… Lying to myself…

“Not on my watch!”

Ryuji and Makoto were about to run in to help her when she stops them, her voice sounding different, calm, “Please, stay back!”

Her stance shows the same emotion, “I appreciate it…”

She unsheathes her rapier, “...But allow me.”

They were all silent, stunned, and even Akechi is taken aback.

“There you are… Keep going little duck. How do you really feel? Are you done running?”

“...Yes.”

She remains unflinching as the Shadows continue to hone in, “I chose to stand on my own and fight.”

Weak…

“It’s time I stop being helpless!”

Lies… Coward… No more!

She grips the hilt tightly before raising her blade, “I hung my head low…”

No more living a fantasy!

“...And took your hand…”

Kasumi… I’m so sorry! I promise… For your dream…

“But I knew all along deep down…”

No…

“Yes?”

OUR dream!!

The blade hovers over her ponytail, “Pretending to be Kasumi was not the right way…”

“And who are you? Who shall you be? A shallow imitation of someone you cherished… Or who you really are?”

“The weak, insecure Sumire…”

As if everything is moving in slow motion, she slices her ponytail off. The ribbon unravels as her hair is now short and choppy, going down to at least the tip of her chin.

“...Dies today!!!”

Everyone looks on in awe with Haru giving a quiet, “Violet…”

Sumire pants until a pain suddenly surges through her head and her eyes turn yellow as she screams.

“At long last… You have finally understood yourself… My dear little duck…”

She powers through it to the best of her ability as she reaches for her mask, “You… You all were the only ones who stayed true to yourselves… Including you Kasumi…”

She grabs it with both hands as her screams increase in volume and starts to bleed.

“Now… Now it’s my turn… No more lies and illusions, no more running, I’m done with all of this…”

“Yes! Unleash your fury!”

It comes off, her skin feeling like it’s being torn off as she screams but then her expression turns into a fierce glare as she looks up with an outstretched hand while still bleeding.

“Come… My true self… ODILE!! If you don’t answer my call now… Then how else can I make our dream come true… How else will I be better without your aid? Answer me!”

She finds herself in a white void, the voice now much calmer and kinder.

“My, my… Such tenacity… Such passion… So you have finally decided to stop living an illusion... No longer a mere duckling but a strong, graceful swan…”

Sumire could have sworn she saw Cendrillon but then she dissolves into black feathers into a ballerina with black wings, pale white skin, and a feathery black tutu with a red ribbon tied around her waist. The Persona outstretches her hand.

“In that case, I shall gladly lend you my strength... I am thou, thou art I... “

Sumire’s eyes widen as she sees Kasumi in the Shujin uniform, smiling as she whispers, “Sumire…”

“A new pair of shoes in order, now step forward and be reborn!”

She takes her hand and gasps, blue flames surrounding her, which makes the others gasp as well as Ryuji tries to run in again, “Violet!”

Akechi stops him, “Don’t, look…”

Odile’s wings wrap around her until unfurling, revealing Sumire in a new outfit and her hair styled differently. She calmly does a fouetté before facing her new Persona. Her true Persona.

“Shall we dance now… My dear swan?"

Sumire faces the Shadows with a determined look, “Certainly!”

The others finally join her as they Shadows fully unmask and reveal themselves to be Loas. Sumire maintains her composure, eyes now filled with determined fury.

“That’s it… I’m done running from myself! From everything! I’ve been selfish… But that ends here! I’m Sumire Yoshizawa! I am me! No one else!”

Ryuji grins, “Yeah, you tell ‘em!”

Futaba joins in, “Go, Violet! Give ‘em hell!”

Sumire smirks, “Yes! I thank you Dr. Maruki… But I don’t need this illusion anymore!”

She gets into a fighting stance:

“Let us finally dance, Odile!!"

Trivia/facts:

Sumire doing a fouetté during this awakening is intended to be a reference to Odile's dance in the ballet having the ballerina playing her perform 32 fouettés in a row which is apparently considered to be one of the most difficult to perform in ballet.

I have debated between Odile or Odette but then I read a synopsis on the movie, "Black Swan" and it became a contributing factor in choosing Odile:

I can't help but feel like Sumi during that point wouldn't be the common definitions of innocent or fragile. Her innocence is long gone, what's next is her picking up the pieces. So, I guess that's why Odile vibed more (kinda helped by the fact that Odile's character is open to a lot of interpretation in the ballet since it's so vague so she could either be a full-on villain or even a victim being used by her father depending on who you ask).

Third tier would maybe be name after the ballerina mentioned in the first image (Pierina Legnani) if anything. Especially since Legnani apparently previously performed in Cinderella so it's a nice bit of irony.

Odile's Compendium Entry: "The daughter of the sorcerer Rothbart, she was transformed into a dark doppelganger of the Swan Princess Odette in order to trick Prince Siegfried into proclaiming his love for her instead so that the spell will never be broken."

Odile Sumire design edit is coming soon! Or at some point. It's a W.I.P.

I hope you guys enjoyed this!!

[calunasteria]

please, xanny. | sanzu haruchiyo

"𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚."

- wherein sanzu haruchiyo falls in love. that's all. (i'm bad at summarising my stories, i'm sorry ><)

current word count: 3.1k

tw (throughout the series): mentions of drug use and abuse, manipulation (gaslighting) and toxic relationships, mentions of blood, death, and murder, rape (attempt), use of deadly weapons, slight nsfw (??) - kindly tell me if i missed one. thank you.

date started: 07/29/21 (wattpad) | 07/31/21 (tumblr)

date ended: -

01 ! please,xanny.

-

what was it? was it the alcohol? was it the food they ate earlier? maybe it was spoiled, or worse, maybe it has drugs? probably no.

 maybe she's just overthinking things.

maybe she's just imagining all of this.

to say that she's inloveㅡ no, cross that out, to say that he's inlove is dangerous.

but how is it that the sanzu haruchiyo, bonten's number 2, is making her feel numerous things?

he reeked of instability, insanity.

yet his touch was as soft as the cotton, gentle like the wind, it was comforting.

say....

have you ever known what it felt like to drive on highways, with gnawing trepidation?

to taste betrayal and fondness while running on an endless tunnel of vague roads?

to be loved by none other than sanzu haruchiyo?

-

"welcome everyone, to our company's afterparty, please enjoy yourselves for tonight!" honey dripping voice echoed throughout the wide spaced room that is decorated with some dimmed and flashing lights, shimmering crystals plastered on the wall, extravagant leather couches, and large, black speakers booming with music. her soft, delicate hands then set the microphone down, as her wavy jet black hair bounced and swayed as she walked down the stairs with elegance.

"nakashima-san, the director wants to talk to you, he said to head towards the VIP area, over there." a small voice beside the stairs managed to squeak out, catching the girl's attention and turning her head to the direction he pointed at.

"did he told you the reason why he wanted to talk to me?" she asked, voice filled with a hint of irritation and tiredness - the complete opposite of how she sounded earlier on the stage. the boy shook his head, then uttered 'excuse me' before dashing away from his superior.

the girl then just sighed and walked towards the bar counter, which is the complete opposite of the direction she was told to go.

"one grey goose martini and a plain cranberry juice, please. thank you." she ordered as she sat down.

"wow, you're actually gonna drink tonight, kasumi? are your shits finally getting to you, girl?" the lady beside her stated with amusement as she popped out of nowhere, a glass of whiskey found in her hand, still laughing and smiling drunkenly.

"yes, kaoru. where the fuck were you? you were supposed to be the one to speak up front earlier to welcome the guests, not me, because i was the one who arranged this. and now boss said he wanted to talk to me about something." kasumi vented to her friend while her friend's grin just got wider, further infuriating her.

"whY THE HELL ARE YOU SMILING KAORU I-"

"calm the fuck down, kasumi, don't let boss get into your nerves, okay? its just me, so inhale, exhale. nice! see, just go drink your shits and talk to boss later. maybe hand in your resignation slip, you know?" kaoru laughed while wiggling her eyebrows and hugging kasumi.

the two talked to each other for a while before kasumi bid her goodbye and stood up to head to the direction she was supposed to go to earlier.

her heels clacked on the expensive marbled flooring while her black silk dress hugged her curvaceous body, gently flowing while walking.

upon reaching her destination, there she saw her boss with at least 4 women whispering and flirting with him, one on his lap and 3 beside him, along side with his other friends and acquaintances. they both shared a glance momentarily as kasumi forcefully smiled to her boss.

"ah yes, everyone, excuse me for i have something to finish up with my personal assistant." her boss announced to all the people around him, making kasumi uncomfortable and embarrassed, by all the stares she accumulated and daggers she got from the women who was flirting earlier with her boss.

"let's go, darling." sentence uttered by her boss before they left the place with him grabbing her wrist, and oh heavenly archons how irritated kasumi was because of her boss' actions and words.

she was practically being dragged away the from the event area, their shoes resonating throughout the empty hallways that are connected to the parking lot when she asked him, "excuse me sir, but where are we going? i thought you said you wanted to talk to me?"

"hmmm, yes. that's right, don't worry, kasumi-chan, we're just going to talk while where on a late night drive, and it'll definitely enlighten you. now get in the car." he ordered with flirty yet stern voice but kasumi did not budge at all - she just stared in disbelief to her boss, anger bubbling up within her.

"kasumi, we both know that i don't like repeating myself, now do what i said, please."

"i'm sorry but i don't think i'll go with you since we can talk here. so just say what you need to say so i can get on with my life, thank you." she declared cheekily.

"i said get in the car, why are yo-" he blurted out with annoyance but was cut off when kasumi said, "seems to me like you don't have anything to say, well i have one, i'm resigning, kitamura-san, i'll hand the file tomorrow, so if you have any requests, tell them to your next assistant." then proceeds to walk away that made her boss snap.

rushing towards her with malice and anger, with his system being controlled by the alcohol he consumed earlier, he grabbed kasumi's hair making her stumble and lose her balance, while the towering man held her waist with his left arm and his right arm held her face forcefully, and whispered to her from behind, "that's what i hate about you, you're so fucking stubborn, you and your smart ass mouth, i hate it so fucking much makes me want to shove my dick down your throat to make you obey me, and cry you bitch."

kasumi had chills run down her spine when she heard her boss mutter those words to her, and when she felt him grinding on her from behind ㅡ the last string of patience she had snapped in half, all she can see was red.

she used all her strength to stomp on the man's foot making him clutch down because of pain inflicted by her stiletto, releasing his hands that grasped her smaller frame. her hands then moved swiftly with anger to slap the man before her, knees being lifted up to kick his crotch making him to finally crumple down on the floor, silently mumbling profanities under his breath containing hatred.

"the next time you pull that stunt with me, or with other girls, i'll make sure you won't have something called dick after that." she threatened, voice laced with venom as she tried to wipe the ruffles that ruined her expensive, dusk colored dress.

"don't think you'll get away with this, bitch." the man croaked out while standing up, eyes filled with animosity, but then falling on his knees once again when a sharp, solid whipping sound tore through his thighs, vermillion colored blood gushing out of the gaping hole that was shot, followed by his shrill, agonized wail.

"seems like you grew stronger these past few years, kasumi-chan." a familiar voice grinned, few meters away from her.

"haruchiyo." she whispered under her breath, astounded.

***

"kasumi? are you listening?" a soft feminine voice spoke out, breaking the deep trance the raven coloured hair girl was in - chasmic ebony eyes stared at the person next to her, embarrassment creeping up in her system, realizing that she hasn't paid any attention to the words and sentences that her friend was telling her.

"i'm sorry, kaoru. what were you saying again?" she apologized, tuning her attention towards her half eaten sandwich that she was munching earlier.

"i was asking you if you know that boy over there, 5 o'clock," kasumi whipped her head towards the direction her friend gave her, eyes landing on a somewhat familiar person - he had a medium length hair dyed with bleach blonde, eyes glimmering like precious blue zircon gem, long and beautiful eyelashes that highlighted his daring eyes and a noticeable black mask covering half of his face. he looked so serene among the vast crowd  filled with bustling people.

"sanzu?" she asked turning her head to her friend who's eyes sparked with curiosity and underlying suspicions.

"how'd you know him?" the petite girl squinted her eyes to her friend, making kasumi roll her ebony orbs. "i just happen to know his name. after all, he's in a gang, right? toman, i think."

"i wasn't aware that you know about gangs, kasumi-chan. perhaps you like their leader, huh." her friend teased earning another eye roll from her brunette friend. "i'm just kidding. its just that i haven't saw him without his mask. some people say he has nasty scar on both side of his mouth, and i don't know if its legit, but given the fact that he wears that mask, its probably true." kaoru shrugged and stood up to head to their class.

sanzu haruchiyo. he was definitely mysterious, kasumi mused, as she walked. he was quiet and he had a calm demeanor when he talks. they weren't close but they shared a small talk in the past, and usually its just about school, like each of their classes borrowing and returning some school supplies and other little things. she never even heard him speak more than 7 words. well, it wasn't a big deal, since she thinks that he's just an another person on this world who has probably their own shits to deal with. he was insignificant to her as she was to him. or so she thought.

their room was filled with silent mumblings, a heavenly boring stupor that kasumi tried to fight, heavily lidded eyes blinking slowly in the hopes of trying to understand their lesson - she was tired and sleepy and it was not long until their class ended, her mind being awakened once again like a newborn baby, because she's going home.

their house reeked of alcohol and despair, of cigarettes and sorrow - it was a hopeless sight. everything was a mess. kasumi then heard a faint coughing on their kitchen and there she saw her ill mother who's trying to wash the dishes with her frail arms, her thin and small frame found her daughter who rushed to her side to help her do the chores but then just told her to sit down and rest.

"mama, you're not supposed to be doing that. you're the one here who needs to rest, i can handle that. besides, where's papa?"

"he's out, i think. but don't worry, kasumi i'm almost finished. we can then eat dinner afterwards so you can talk to me about what happened today with you? you don't have work tonight, right sweetheart?" her mother's voice was definitely her haven, it was warm and sweet. "yes, sure." the girl replied, already at ease but then her phone chimed loudly, signaling that someone texted her - it was her co-worker that texted her he can't attend his shift, and was asking kasumi to be the one to replace him for the mean time.

what are the fucking odds.

her mother noticed the younger's change of emotion and asked, "who was it, sweetheart?" and it pained kasumi to leave her mother alone again but she needs to work. she needs the money. "i need to go, i actually have work since im covering for my co-worker's shift. i'll be right back, so make sure you eat your dinner. i love you." she kissed her mother on her forehead before she left.

***

"thank you, come again!" the girl chimed in, weariness evident in her voice. it was 2:30am and god knows how tired she was. this was supposed to be her day off but the universe just straight up said no.

"nakashima-san, i'm so sorry, you can now go, i'll take it from here on. please take this on your way home as a compensation for what you did to me. thank you! take care on your way home." her co-worker apologized, shyly smiling and blush evident on his cheeks as he handed her a plastic bag filled with some foods and snacks.

kasumi uttered her thanks, with a small smile as she went to change her clothes to go home already as all she wants to do right now was sleep and rest.

upon reaching the store's parking area for bicycles, she noticed that one its tires was flat. she sighed loudly, venting out her exasperation and frustration.

"well, guess i'll walk then. fuckkkkkk. this isn't my day huh." she groaned, muttering some profanities before going on her way home.

it was a chilly night, the breeze was crisp and wintry, with her trembling breath rising up forming a ghostly smoke, vanishing into thin air as she exhales. her whole body was quivering because her cardigan was too thin for this type of weather. kasumi hugged herself in hopes of warming herself up. the skies were tainted with midnight blue perfectly combined with the pitch black heavens decorated with gleaming constellations and stars, along with the dimly hanged moon.

her way home usually takes around 30-40 minutes with her bike, and around an hour and a half if one decides to walk. it was a peaceful and cold night not until she passed this one dark alleyway where there were 2 men laughing their asses off, and another one drinking away his life. kasumi paid no attention to the men and just picked up her walking pace to quickly get out of the picture when her left arm was sharply snatched by one of the men in the dark alleyway.

"hey pretty, wanna have fun with us?" the man grinned like a maniac, his yellow teeth visible and his breath smelled like rum and hostility combined together. the other men laughed like crazy while the last one ogled at kasumi's body.

"no, let me go you ugly bastards." kasumi snapped, snatching her hand away from the man, before turning away to run. she wasn't dumb to not pick up what in fuck was happening back there, so she tried to regain her composure by trying to find her phone to dial the number of her friend who's probably still awake by now to call for help when her hair was maliciously dragged backwards making her lose her balance only to fall on the ground and be dragged away. the plastic bag she was carrying along with her phone was now nowhere to be found.

only her hoarse cry for help was audible, she was too slow, too tired, too exhausted for all of the things happening to her - but her body was flailing so hard, trying to release herself from the man's tight grasp on her hair and it felt like its going to be ripped off her head anytime soon when they stopped on the same alleyway the men were previously drinking. "bitch thought she can get away with us, well let me tell you something sweetheart, we don't take no as an answer. plus you were wearing that thin-ass blouse,  you're trying to seduce us after all so let's have fun shall we?" the bald headed man smirked while he held kasumi down on the ground.

she was terrified, frustrated, and she's doing her best to try and fight them all away. she was able to slap and kick the two of them, desperation was highly evident as she frantically scramble to her feet but that was as far as she can go for she was violently punched and slapped before she fell down with her vision getting hazy, tears streaming down her face non-stop as she lost all her energy to fight. everything was becoming blurry and she was now just hoping for everything to just end.

she was so lost in her train of thought that she didn't even realize that the men who were trying to break and ruin her were now out cold, laying on the freezing ground while a man towered over them.

"stand up." was all kasumi heard when she snap back to reality and saw a figure standing before her, wearing an all black outfit - black jacket, black jeans, and a black mask. his straight bleach colored hair was neatly tied up in a ponytail too.

"stand up." sanzu repeated as kasumi tried to stand up, still shaken by what happened to her and the picture of the scene before her. kasumi then felt something drape over her shoulder when sanzu came near her, his mint and delicate masculine scent filling her senses.

"follow me." was all the boy said before he exited the alleyway leaving her all alone with his jacket that he gave her. following his footsteps, while tightly clutching his jacket, she saw a shiny, and expensive looking car few meters out the alleyway with sanzu standing near it, and as she got closer to him, she heard him say, "get in."

not wanting and not having enough energy to fight nor say anything, kasumi just silently obliged to what he said. after getting inside the vehicle, sanzu followed afterwards, turning on the car and driving to god knows where - kasumi was drained, and she couldn't care less what would happen anymore although she wanted to say and atleast utter her gratitude towards the boy beside her, but her voice just seems to be gone. the car ride with him was silent, but it wasn't awkward. it wasn't uncomfortable. it wasn't scary either, rather, it was surprisingly comforting.

moments later, kasumi saw a familiar house outside her window when sanzu pulled up and opened the door for her, handing her some of the things she brought earlier - her bag and her phone.

he didn't talk, he didn't say anything before heading out and going inside his car once again, and driving away.

kasumi was dumbfounded.

she have so many questions whirling over her head like, how did he know my place? why did he do that?

she entered their house with her head aching - cross that out, with her whole body aching, everything that happened to her this day had taken  a toll on her. she was definitely traumatized and shaken by what happened. with her literally dragging her body towards her room desperate to rest and lay down on the soft and smooth mattress.

and even though she was almost raped, and potentially murdered, the one thing that stuck in her head was sanzu. sanzu haruchiyo.

and she swore to find him tomorrow before she fell into a deep slumber.

[stammeringwhitemage]

So yeah uh, protip

After a run of an EX primal

Don’t tell the group you’ve learnt you can probably solo heal it

It’s really assholish towards your cohealer

Especially if she’s already been doing this for two hours.

[tomans-darlings-au]

Satoshi’s Arc

Chapter 1 - The Reunion

TW: Bullying, Violence, Aggression

A/N: Caspian And Mio Belong To @thesheeplepeople, Haru And Kasumi Belong To @sunflowerpin

Satoshi groaned as he walked home tiredly dragging his feet on kicking up some litter left on the sidewalk, he felt exhausted from school the quirk work was much harder than control therapy from primary school his palms were practically raw from quirk usage. Muttering under his breath he continued his journey home when he heard a rather loud commotion from across the street, looking up for once he spotted a familiar albino haired kid and his eyes widened. That kid he knew him all too well and he felt a knot in the pit of his stomach and his blood boil all in one, irritated by the smile spread on his half covered face.

Ryu was walking with a small group of friends Haru, Mio, and Caspian the group had gotten clearance to visit Ryu’s old home and help him pick up some leftover things that he hadn’t been able to collect while living with Aizawa. The group was happy to have a free afternoon it was so rare lately and with the hectic recent events it was nice to have everyone feel at ease, Haru was especially rowdy making jokes about what stuff her best friend probably had stored away. Between them was laughter and smiles which heaven knew Ryu could use after the amount of trauma he’d been through.

Satoshi watched from across the street knowing he should just turn away and go home but something in his body urged him to follow them so despite his better judgement, that’s what he did. He made sure not to be obvious following at a safe distance and not making any noticeable movement that would draw their attention, just seeing their carefree expression made him frustrated. Why was he like this? He was suppose to have let this go years ago but seeing this kid again it just made him angry, now he was once again following his worst instincts.

The group arrived at the house and Ryu knocked on his old neighbors door getting a spare key to the house, he opened the door and instructed his friends on which labeled boxes to stack outside thanking them again for their volunteered help. The small boy began the process soon stepping aside to arrange a ride realizing the amount might be more than he’d bargained for, while stepping he felt an arm grab him and pull him around the corner causing him to drop his cellphone.

“You!!!”

The voice hissed at a rather loud tone though it sounded as if they were poorly attempting to whisper.

The other finally turned around and though it took a moment to process Ryu recognized the boy in front of him, of course the instant he did he backed away quickly his hand covering a part of his neck with a very clear burn scar covered by his hair.

“Ha so you remember me huh? I thought with all you stupid UA friends you forgot, you sure look carefree huh? You must think you’re some big shot being in UA huh?! Everything just comes easy for the goody good t-t-tic boy huh!! You must be really happy with yourself! Now you’re the good boy that everyone praises are you happy now!! Now that i’m on the same level!!”

Satoshi shouted at the boy now backed into a wall trembling, Ryu didn’t even understand half of the aggression the other was letting out at him specifically.

“You must be real happy cause i’m the same as you!! Say something tic boy! You’re silent on purpose now?! Do you think it’s cool or funny!! Talk dammit!! I wanna hear your stupid words!!”

The angry boy shouted louder and louder Ryu noticed tears on his flushed angry face streaming down, despite his fear he couldn’t ignore the pain in the others face.

“Are you okay Saika?”

The albino signed questioning the aggression of his old classmate, his empathy was met with angry frustrated growl and a rough push to the ground.

“Hey get away from him!”

A voice called out making the other run off quickly, Caspian had heard the commotion and located the two and the two girls quickly followed. Ryu reassured them he was fine before returning to their previous activities, the three were picked up and returned to the UA dorms though the albino was obviously bothered by the earlier incident.

The three friends made sure to make Aizawa aware of the days events especially seeing Ryu so off after that point, he made sure to note it for later. Ryu spent the rest of his day unpacking his leftover things he avoided his friends afraid of questioning, he really didn’t want to explain especially since they seemed worried enough though he was pretty sure they were curious anyway.

Shortly after dinner he heard a knock on his dorm door and opened it to find his foster sister standing there with a smile as per usual.

“What’s up Sumi?”

“Dad said he wants to talk to you and I was the closest to get the message to you~”

“We have phones he coulda just text me.”

“Shoosh I like being messenger.”

“Any excuse to roam other dorms huh?”

“Oh just get your butt to dad okay? Such a smart alec lately.”

The second year girl walked off leaving Ryu to finish up his work slip on one of his hooded long sweaters and head over to Aizawa’s teacher dorm. He knocked before being let in by the tired looking man.

“Oh you got here faster than I thought, honestly I assumed Kasumi would get half distracted before getting the message to you.”

“I would like to point out again I have a phone, on that you provided for me.”

“Well mine died so had to use an old fashion method.”

Aizawa said in a humorous manner not very usual for him but Ryu didn’t mind an off joke once in awhile. Still he assumed his friends probably told him about Saika earlier he was not looking forward to the explanation, the two sat down and a silence built between them as Ryu tried to prolong the inevitable questioning.

“Alright kid we both know why I asked you here, I think you’ve got some explanations to give. Caspian told me about some kid from another school just yelling at you and pushing you down? What on earth is that about, is there something you haven’t told me about?”

Ryu rubbed his neck again specifically the scarred area, Aizawa got up taking the boy’s hand away.

“It’s about that isn’t it? I think it’s about time you spill it.”

The boy let out a sigh relenting, he took a deep breath giving in and beginning the long tale.