#like way to make an entrance miri

[solheimisms]

HOW EASY WOULD YOU BE TO KILL?

not even god could strike you down

I'm a little intimidated by you but also I'd wanna stick around you if there was a killer on the loose. You somehow know all the best escape routes and traps to set, and you're always one step ahead of threats. Let's just hope you can keep your friends alive, too ;)

TAGGING: steal it!

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for @miri-tiazan; the one where omegaverse fucks up Red Hood’s life. ( chrono || non-chrono )

Jason did the right thing, making himself like this. Bruce’s way doesn’t work. Batman doesn’t work. 

And they never wanted him anyway, much less wanted him back. 

Dick would get in Tim Drake’s nest if he asked him to, Jason is sure. Maybe even give him a pup, if he asked him to. 

And then Jason’s replacement could give their pack everything Jason was never going to be good enough to, even if he hadn’t fucked up and died. 

Sounds about right for his life, yeah. 

“Fuck you,” he chokes, jerking his head away and glaring at the safehouse wall so he won’t have to do–something else. He doesn’t pretend his eyes aren’t wet. Doesn’t pretend his nest or his heat or anything about him would ever actually tempt Dick Grayson. Doesn’t pretend– 

Just doesn’t. 

Dick would give Tim Drake a pup, if he asked him to. Dick would get in Tim Drake’s nest, if he asked him to. He’d–he’d– 

Of fucking course he would. 

And of course he wouldn’t do that for Jason, whether he recognizes him anymore or not. 

Jason already knew that. Or at least he should’ve, anyway. 

He did know that. He did, so he doesn’t know what the fuck is even wrong with him right now. 

Aside from whatever it is that made this fucking pack not ever have really wanted him to begin with, anyway.

“I’m sorry,” Dick repeats even gentler, the absolute fucking bastard, and Jason just wants to rip his fucking throat out with his fucking teeth, except obviously that’s not what he fucking wants, he wants Dick to get in this shit excuse for a nest with him and fuck his fucking brains out and let him–let him just fucking pretend, just for–just for the night, or a few hours, or a minute–let him just fucking pretend that–that– 

Let him feel like Dick ever, ever wanted anything from him at all. 

Ever wanted him at all, for this or not. 

He’d take anything, if it meant he got to spend this shitty, miserable heat feeling like Dick–like his–his pack–

Like his pack wanted him. 

He could lie to himself. He could pretend. Pretend like–like Alfred was making tea in the safehouse kitchen, and Bruce was paranoidly patrolling all the entrances, and Dick was . . . was . . . 

Jason bursts into tears again and fucking hates himself. 

He feels like he can’t goddamn stop hating himself, tonight. Like–like everything’s all wrong and fucked-up and he’s the reason, it’s him, he’s the problem and the failure and the fuck-up and–and he’s– 

“I know it hurts. You’re going to be okay,” Dick says in that awful too-gentle voice, like he thinks he’s talking to a fucking victim. “You’ll feel better after you burn through it. That’s all you have to do, is burn through it.” 

“Fuck you,” Jason spits at him, choking on a sob. Like Dick thinks–like he thinks he’s talking to a fucking victim.

[manias-wordcount]

Rest and Replay (Rei Suwa)

Kinktober 2024 Day Twenty-Four: Sleepy Sex

���𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚? ⇒ 𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

𝙟𝙤𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧?

𝙗𝙪𝙮 𝙢𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙚?

A couple minutes ago, you could have sworn the Rei was just about ready to pass out.

A quick glance tells you that it's way past your bed, despite being the normal witching hour that you can find Rei up at whenever you come into the living room to check up on him. But usually, Rei isn’t this tired around this time. Though, you suppose it couldn’t be helped on all occasions. Spending the day with Miri can drain the energy out of anyone. And the story game Rei put on for you to watch him play while Kazuki gets Miri fed, bathed, and ready for bed was starting to hit a particularly boring spot. So this time around, you suppose it was only natural to have witnessed Rei start to sway in his seat before leaning heavily into you. And you were bound to see his eyelids start to grow heavier and heavier with each passing moment, even as the bright light of the screen may it hard to settle down completely. 

But that was a couple minutes ago. That was a couple minutes ago before Rei started groaning in his sleep. That was a couple minutes ago before Rei started shifting in his sleep to get more comfortable while lying up against you. That was a couple minutes ago, back when Rei didn’t have a tent growing in his pants that always seemed to keep him from falling into too deep of a sleep.

That was a couple minutes ago before Rei’s eyes peeked open as he asked if it was okay if he put you on your back and took off your shorts for a bit. 

To be honest, you didn’t think he could handle it. Your heart skipped a beat at the question sure. And you could already feel a wetness growing in between your legs at the thought of it. But Rei seemed just so exhausted. Like he was more in desperate need of a nice, warm bed rather than anything you could offer. But then he crawled on top of you and leaned in real close to kiss your neck and roll his hips into yours while pressing his clothed cock against your covered entrance. And your legs found themselves wrapping around his waist while your fingers started to thread themselves through his hair. 

And suddenly, you were the one kissing at his jaw and his cheeks and his neck while he was making you promise to be quiet for him as he slid your shorts and panties down your thighs before folding you in half again on the couch. After all, you couldn’t afford to be caught right here- not while he’s busy lining up his cock with your slick, awaiting entrance. Ready to push it in as soon as he feels like it.

And at the same time, you couldn’t be bothered to go back to his room and do it there. Not while what you really want is just right in front of you- already within reach.

“Rei…” You do your best to keep your moaning to a minimum when he does finally decide to take the plunge. It’s impossible to ignore that initial stretch you feel. You can’t count how many times you’ve been with him and Kazuki at this point. But it’s still hard to keep in all your little gasps as he fills you up slowly. Though it’s not like he’s faring much better either. You can tell by the low, deep groan he lets out the second he finally bottoms out inside of you. He’s kind enough for both of you that he decides not to start moving right away. But that doesn’t change just how full he makes you feel as he sits there, letting you get used to his cock all over again as your warm, wet walls flutter around him. And that doesn’t stop you from feeling compelled to let him how it feels. “...really…really big…”

“Mmm…” Rei let out a small sound of acknowledgement, as you recognized some level of understanding in his dark eyes. Under the harsh lights of the TV screen, you can tell that he still must feel a little sleepy at the moment. But he also seems content. Happy, to be here. Happy to be inside of you even. It makes you feel a little bashful as you start to shrink under his intense gaze. But Rei didn’t work you up and lay you out just for you to start getting a little shy on him. Especially since the two of you have been in this exact position many, many, many times before. “...feel so good…”

The sound of his words causes a few shivers to run down your spine as his deep mumble resonates in the space around you. And then almost instantly, you find him wrapping his hands around your waist to keep you in place while he gives \an experimental roll of his hips. Naturally, his action is effective for what he sets out to do: making you both feel good. Really good. So a second later, you find yourself clutching onto him while gasping out in quiet pleasure. You can tell he feels proud of his actions. You can tell it’s exactly what he wanted to happen. Because barely a moment passes before he’s rolling his hips into you again- pushing his cock deep inside of you, before dragging it halfway out and pushing it back once more. 

“Rei…” You whisper his name out again as your face eyes start to half-lidded and your airy gasps threaten to dissolve into desperate whines. You can’t think of anything to say. You don’t have anything meaningful to say. But a second ago, the two of you were feeling sleepy. A few minutes ago, you were wondering if Kazuki finally got to bed after handling Miri’s nighttime routine or if the girl gave him any trouble. Hell, an hour ago, sex was the furthest thing from being on your mind. And now? “...like that…like that please~!”

You’re starting to wish you or he initiated things sooner. 

He lets out a grunt at your soft moans- a sound that’s almost completely lost to your ears of the subtle, dull sounds the couch makes every time his movements force it to rock in place on its legs. But shortly afterward, you feel him adjust his position a bit so that he’s hovering directly above you on his hands and knees while still fucking you nice and deep in missionary. This position makes it a little bit easier to forget where you are at the moment. It makes it a little bit easier to forget just about everything but him at the moment. That’s why your eyes are already on his face when his gaze flickers up from watching his cock grow creamier and creamier each time it disappears and reappears from inside your pussy. That’s why you’re able to tell that he’s starting to seem slightly more awake despite the ever-presented exhausted expression on his face. Though you suppose it must be hard to stay perfectly sleepy like this.

Because even though his pace is slow, it’s purposeful. It reaches deep and reminds you of just how well he knows your body by now. It shows you that it doesn’t that him pounding you into the couch to make you feel so good, that your toes start to curl. All it takes is him. All it takes is him taking care of you. Being sweet with you. Fucking you. In ways that are perfect for the occasion. Perfect for the setting. Perfect for the mood. Perfect for staying in the moment with him and him alone. 

Although, you’re not completely naive. You know the type of risk you run by letting yourself get fucked a little dumb on the living room couch with the TV still on. You know the type of risk you run by not forcing yourself to stay perfectly quiet while Rei stuffs you full of his cock and sucks a few hickies onto your neck in favor of keeping himself under control. All you can say is that you’re more than lucky that it was Kazuki who came up to the couch after wandering around the apartment, unable to sleep. You’re more than lucky that it was Kazuki who found the two of you making a mess of the couch and all the clothes the two of you couldn’t be bothered to take off.

And most of all? You’re more than lucky that he was kind enough to drop his pants and offer you something that will for sure keep you quiet.

[lilyginnyblackv2]

Dream Star Daycare vs. Blue Sky Daycare

I’ve already talked a bit about the differences between these two and how the first daycare (Dream Star) was colder than the second daycare that Miri actually gets accepted at (Blue Sky). But, I had a bit more commentary that I wanted to add, especially because that post in general wasn’t really about that topic (it was about Kazuki and Rei really accepting the roles of “Fathers” within the larger societal structure of Japan). This post is just going to be about these two different daycares though.

First we have Dream Star Daycare. The name alone, while cute, is a bit colder already. It’s about nighttime, sleeping, and stars (up in cold space). The outside is doesn’t really tell or say much about the daycare:

There are two big smiling flowers at the entrance way, but everything else about the building is pointed and sharp. The color is a dull orange-brown, the pillars are white, large, and intimidating, and the windows are void of any children’s artwork or colors or anything that really says, “Welcome children!” in a nice and kind way. You can barely see the (pretty barren looking) playground in the back there, through the walkway entrance. I can see a pair of exercise bars maybe, and that’s pretty much it.

Blue Sky Daycare really lives up to that warm name. When people think of blue skies, they think of nice days outdoors with their family and friends. Warm memories and experiences. Visually, the building is much more welcoming as well. The entrance way has low arches that are rounded, with small pictures of happy animals welcoming the parents and students in. 

The playground is front and center with lots of different equipment and things for the children to do. The playground is also very colorful, just like the roof, which is a pretty blue, and the walls of the building, which are painted an off-white color that allows all of the colorful images to be seen (like the flying birds and floating hot balloons). There are some sharp shapes, like the roof tops, but they are evened out with smaller and/or rounder windows that are more frequent as well. 

The way the building is structured also allows for the parents to see what is going on inside the classrooms and for the teachers to keep a better eye on the children from the classrooms when they play outside. Dearm Star Daycare didn’t allow for anything like that, because the building was more like a refurbished government building than Blue Sky’s Daycare, which feels more like a home.

The first thing we are greeted to inside Dream Star Daycare is this woman. She likely is a head teacher or manager - someone higher up that doesn’t actually work with the children. The give away for this is how she is dressed. She’s wearing a very business and professional looking suit outfit that doesn’t allow for much mobility, and around her neck is a necklace that could be a choking hazard and just cause a general mess around actual children (like, if one of them pulled on it and it broke and the pearls went everywhere). 

Along with this, we have the stern lines around her lips, which are pulled down in a frown. Her squared jawline, narrowed and smaller shaped eyes, and furrowed brows combined with very bland colored and traditionally shaped glasses makes her come off as displeased, stern, and no funny business right from the start. Her haircut brings this whole look together as well.

In the background we can see some of the pictures the children have drawn...But they don’t look much like drawings the children made to express themselves. Those drawings definitely look more like academic based drawings, focusing on the children learning vocabulary and sight words. Since they are almost all single word images (dog, sushi, rainbow, train, etc.). None of them show true self expression or anything situational that indicates creativity and the children creating them to learn by living and exploring. Seems more rotary, repetition, learn-by-memorizing-sight-words based kind of learning instead.

Someone in the comments of my previous post commented on how big the desk is, and they’re totally right. This desk is huge and places a lot of space between Kazuki, Rei, and the lady interviewing them. Miri is also far off to the side and playing alone with blocks. Blocks can help children learn some good social skills, but that’s only when they are playing with blocks with others.

Otherwise, blocks tend to focus more on helping children learn more conceptual ideas (math, spatial awareness, increase attention span, etc.). Concepts that are more beneficial for academics, rather than social learning and building.

Also, let’s take a look at the dialogue here, “We’re your first choice of daycare, then?” I’m sure, in a scene that we didn’t get to see, that the lady did common pleasantries and greetings, but the show decided that this sentence should be the first one that we hear this woman say to Kazuki and Rei. Before she asked this, she made a sort of disgruntled sound, so that combined with this...unpleasant greeting makes it clear that this woman doesn’t want them at her daycare. She is basically saying, “We were your first choice,” with the implication of “I wish we weren’t.”

After that, she goes on to ask them this:

“And...you’re both fathers?” The “And...” is saying a lot here. Right, that pause before a question indicates some level of uncomfortableness with the question you are going to ask. Implies you find something off or wrong with whatever you are asking about. She also starts off only engaging with Kazuki and Rei. Miri has to literally force herself into the conversation, and then the woman only gives one word replies back to Miri (usually as a question). No true engagement.

In the other post I talked about the look of the room, so I won’t go into details with that here, but you can see how barren and cold it looks and feels.

Now, let’s check back with Blue Sky Daycare:

What a difference our first impression of Blue Sky Daycare is! Cute, warm, and inviting pastel colors are everywhere, as are pictures and children’s crafts. You can see the boxes of toys in the back, but Miri isn’t playing with any of them, because she was brought into the interview itself. 

Miss Anna starts off the interview by talking to her directly, in fact. Asking for her name and age. She has a pretty smile, button nose, rosy cheeks, and big kind eyes. Her hair is done up in a loose ponytail, and she isn’t wearing any jewelry. The older man next to her has a kind smile on his face too, big bushy eyebrows, and wears very soft colors (pastels of green and pink, a muted red color, and white). Nothing about either characters design is sharp or cold like the other women.

There is also a very prominent wooden piano right next to the table they are sitting at (it’s a dark wood color too, which has a “warm” tone to it). Sunlight is shining in form the windowed doorway behind them, and the desk they are all sitting at is big enough, but also allows the two groups to be closer, and is at Miri’s level. 

We also get a nice, full view of Miss Anna’s design here. Her clothes are comfy, she has an apron on with pockets, and she is wearing just socks. All of this indicates that she actually engages with the students. No jewelry anywhere for kids to break and cause a mess or possibly choke on, no stuffy clothes that would be hard to move and play and jump around in, an apron for her to get messy when it is craft time, and pockets to hold materials she might need throughout the day.

When she asks about them being two fathers, she says, “Two fathers, you say?” Things to note: there is no “And” or “...” no pause in asking this question. She also asks it politely. In the Japanese she ends it with “desu ka,” which is a general level of politeness. The English carries this over with the translation of “you say?” This carries over her tone of voice and expression (a nice smile) too, which are far more welcoming than the previous daycare.

Finally, when Miri is talking (and not just introducing herself), Miss Anna bends down and closer to Miri. So she indicates that she is listening closely to what Miri is saying and is doing so more on Miri’s level, rather than Miri having to do so on the adult’s level (like what we see at the previous daycare).

They really do a fantastic job of visually showing why Blue Sky Daycare is not only a perfect fit for this little family of three, but also why it is a good daycare in general.

In a way, Kazuki and Rei really...dodged a bullet.

(Sorry, I’ll end this now, lol).

[dk-wren]

Ep. 12 "Daughter Daddies" Rewatch

Wanted to do one more thing for today's one year anniversary, so thought I would share all the notes I took on my rewatch of the finale!

It's not much (and I will be including the thoughts I previously shared on this post), but I do hope you enjoy!

I still can’t get over the fact that Rei and Miri both have their own aprons now too! Though I’ve still yet to fully figure out what Rei’s is. For whatever, reason the white coloring makes me think it’s a polar bear on the front, but I don’t know how much sense that would make otherwise. I feel like if Kazuki bought the aprons, it’s likely a cat on Rei’s apron. (And that’s this episodes random thought or detail I’ve spent too much time thinking about)

Another moment that always manages to melt my heart: Miri struggling to put on her boot because she’s grown that much and the rapid succession of Kazuki asking if she forgot anything, Miri saying no, Kazuki asking about her handkerchief, her immediately saying she forgot, then Rei joining Kazuki and Miri with said handkerchief in hand. They’re a family y’all and they sure do operate like one.

Thinking about it now, I kinda wondered why Miri only made Rei make a pinky promise with him. Rei has grown a lot over the series, but between the two, he is still the more reserved and papa. Perhaps, this is why Miri only makes Rei promise since she knows Kazuki will be at the concert no matter what. Based on the translations I had though, when Miri tells them they better be at her concert, especially since her mama, or Misaki, won’t be, Kazuki responds with “We will” while Rei says “We promise.” With Rei explicitly saying “promise,” maybe that’s what leads Miri to make a pinky promise with him, which so clearly affects him for the remainder of the episode

I know it was only last episode and this one, but I like how Rei and Kazuki’s meeting with Kyutaro is done away from Yadorigi. Yadorigi is Kyutaro’s homebase and I would consider, an integral meeting location for the organization. So, meeting in this neutral, nondescript location seems to convey that Kyutaro is also turning his back on the organization. Which he technically is in a way by helping/aiding Rei and Kazuki

The car conversation! They don’t want Miri’s childhood to be anything like their own experiences and are gonna do everything to keep it that way, to ensure she can keep her innocence for as long as possible from the horrors of the underworld, and be the parents, or the papas, they wish they had growing up

What it’s been, like nine months a year and I still cannot get over Kazuki and Rei’s entrance and fight in Suwa Manor! Like, I wish I had more to say but I’m just yelling, rooting for them and love seeing them both be badasses

I know it's been pointed out, but man, the fact that Rei’s hair comes down during the kitchen fight as he is about to deliver the final blow to Ogino, with a little help from Kazuki, just shows his progression of who Rei really is, not the Murder Machine, or a living weapon, but Rei Suwa, a person and father

Rei isn’t here for any of Shigeki’s shit. He says I’m out and means it.

Another moment where I just scream and cry. Look at how much Rei has grown and opened up, along with learned by spending time away. He’s so deserving of his family and a happy future!!! 

It’s so simple, and yet, and yet! the power that comes with Rei saying goodbye not to his Boss but to his Father, oh my gosh. He is not just walking away from the organization and his position, he is fully walking away from his family cause he’s got a new (and better) one waiting for him, just as he is

Cue Christmas Party and lots of smiley Rei!

Also, kinda joking but kinda serious, you see how Miri immediately lights up when she spots Rei and Kazuki in the audience/entering? That's what happens when parents show up to the events their child considers important. It's so simple, but honestly, just showing up can mean the world.

I know it’s controversial, but gahhh I really love the epilogue!

Such a small detail, but gotta love how Miri has kept that green teddy bear with her as she’s grown up

Perhaps this is just my imagination, but does teenage Miri’s voice sound different here than the one in Kazuki’s imagination. If so, that’s awesome because Kazuki wouldn’t know how exactly Miri would sound that many years later, and how Miri turned out nothing like Kazuki had feared

I probably should address the elephant in the room when it comes to the sub translating Miri’s line to refer to Kazuki going out with another woman, but what caught my attention during my first watch was Rei’s questioning of Kazuki saying “honest work.” Like, what does that mean? Did they keep working a little bit on the side for Kyutaro to make a little extra cash? Or was Rei questioning Kazuki’s use of “I” instead of “we” since Rei co-runs the diner?

These photos! I love it all! I hope Kazuki, Rei, and Miri are all able to continue living peacefully and with each other for a long time!

[irenewsky]

Anime I watched in 2023 (Part 1)

In honor of the new year, I’m gonna be casting a look back at the anime I watched last year. Unfortunately, I didn’t have a lot of free time to watch anime at the beginning of the year due to university kicking my ass, but after I finally graduated with my master’s degree, I could finally work through some of the backlog I had accumulated on Crunchyroll and Netflix.

Anyway, without further ado, this is a list of anime I watched in 2023 with some short descriptions and my own personal opinions. Let it be known, there is a lot of text in this one.

Also, since there ended up being a lot more shows that I watched than I thought there would be, this had to be cut in two -> Click here for part 2

Some of my older lists:

My favourite animes (Old. Tells of my tastes back in, like, 2018-2020 or something. Updated list coming once I get around to it)

Feel good anime Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

Handa-kun

Handa Seishuu is a calligraphy prodigy and a high schooler. For years he has been living under the assumption that his student peers all hate him. This is, of course, a huge misunderstanding. In reality, Handa is very much admired in his school, to the point of being popular. Where did this misunderstanding stem from and how can it be resolved?

12 episodes - comedy, slice of life

I liked this one! Although I did have a little bit of distaste towards one of Handa’s so called friends. You’ll understand who and why if you decide to watch this.

Barakamon

Handa Seishuu, now a 25-year-old man, punches a famous, older calligrapher judging his latest work. As a consequence of his own actions, he is sent to live in small town in the countryside where a group of kids rutinely keeps breaking into his house. Beautiful friendships bloom between Handa and the people of this town.

12 episodes - comedy, seinen, slice of life

Took me an episode or two to get in to, but once I did I thoroughly enjoyed it!

Backflip!!

Shoutaro Futaba enters high school with intense love for sports, especially men’s rythmic gymnastics after he saw Shoushukan high school’s team perform in a competition. He enrolls into said high school and hopes to join the team despite not having any prior experience with gymnastics. Another boy, Ryouya Misato, get recruited alongside him and together with their senpais they start to work towards Inter-high tournament.

12 episodes and an OVA - sports

I started this in the beginning of the year and only got around to finishing it in November. Actually liked this one a lot! The final movie left me feeling so happy yet bittersweet. I recommend this one!

Skip and Loafer

Mitsumi Iwakura leaves her small countryside town and moves to Tokyo to live with her aunt in hopes that attending a prestigious high school would aid with her ultimate goals in life. As the new school year begins, Mitsumi leaves for school with high hopes, gets lost at the subway station, runs into classmate called Sousuke Shima and together the two barely make it to the entrance ceremony. What will her school life shape up to be?

12 episodes - romace, shojo

Nao-chan supremacy! The bestest aunt!

I really liked to animation animation style of this anime. For me, the show looks very soft and fresh in a spring and pastels kind of way. It’s hard to explain but I hope at least one person gets what I mean. I like the characters a lot and their interactions feel nice and grounded. The romance isn’t the main focus in this one, at least not in this season, which I liked since it’s always lovely to just see friendships put into the spotlight.

Buddy Daddies

What do you get if you combine two trained, professional assassins who live together and an accidental child acquisition? A riot of a family dynamic. Katsuki Kurusu and Rei Suwa fumble through their new shared life as parents to a four-year-old Miri Unasaka. What seemed like a temporary situation at first, stops looking temporary when genuine affection and care for the little girl and her well-being start to blossom in both men’s hearts.

13 episodes - action, comedy

This one was so good. I loved every minute of this and the characters’ dynamics worked so well together. Anyone in the shows comment section who complained about Miri being annoying had clearly never been around young children and it showed. Miri is a delightful little girl who loves her dads very much. There was also a fair bit of action in this which was a nice change of pace amidst all the parenthood things.

My New Boss Is Goofy

Momose Kentaro is a 26-year-old office worker working for a marketing firm, Minette. He is new to the job, having just recently quit his previous job due to power harrassement and abuse he received from his former boss. Can his new clumsy and little goofy manager Shirosaki Yuusei make him feel comfortable in his new job?

12 episodes - comedy, slice of life

I love everything about this show. The characters, the storylines in each episode, the art style. This just makes you feel happy and a little giddy. Definitely my favourite show of the year. This one earned the top spot on my rewatchable shows list.

If you liked Play It Cool, Guys or The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague, you might like this one.

Ron Kamonohashi’s Forbidden Deductions

Kamonohashi Ron was the best stundent of an elite detective school until an incident took away his future career path and made him live as a recluse as he refused to receive any information about the world outside his four walls. One day a police detective Totomaru Isshiki is adviced to approach Ron about a series of cases that have stumped the police for a while now. But because Ron is not allowed to do any sleuthing, Totomaru has to work as Ron’s puppet of sorts. Oh, and there is also the thing about having to keep Ron from influencing the killers to take their own lives. Oh well.

13 episodes - comedy, mystery

I’m a sucker for anything ’Sherlock Holmes’ type of media so this show was right up my alley. Eagerly waiting for the confirmed second season.

Play It Cool, Guys

Group of goofy and clumsy guys from different stages of life happen to meet one another and develop heartwarming friendships. Little mishaps won’t ruin their day!

24 (short) episodes - slice of life

Easily one of my favourites of the year. Watching this felt like sipping a cup of hot green tea while wrapped up in a blanket. Instant rewatch.

If you enjoyed The Ice Guy and His Cool Female Colleague or My New Boss is Goofy, you might also like this one

Vanitas no Karte

A vampire named Noé Archiviste is looking for a book called ’the book of Vanitas’ in the 19th century Paris, when he unexpectedly meets a man calling himself Vanitas and carries the book he’s searching for. The Vanitas he meets isn’t the original maker of the book but a doctor who possesses the ability to save vampires by returning their true names to them.

24 episodes - action, fantasy, mystery

Me, mere minutes into the first episode: ”If anything were to happen to Noé, I would kill everyone in this room and the myself.” Anyway, love me some vampire action, especially with that late 1800s, early 1900s Paris vibe. Delicious.

Vampire Dies in No Time

One day vampire hunter Ronald is tasked to infiltrate a castle and save a woman’s son. Things don’t quite go as he expected. Inside the palace, he meets a vampire called Draluc, who is truly so pathetically weak that he turns to ash from smallest of things that ahppen to startle him, and Draluc’s companion, armadillo John. The kid he seeked was totally fine and playing with Draluc’s video games. Oh and Draluc’s castle gets destroyed. Yeah… Ronald has a new roommate now.

2 seasons - comedy, supernatural

This truly is armadillo John’s world and we’re just living in it.

Love me some more vampire action. Only this time it’s a lot less angsty and violent and a lot more ridiculous and goofy. I laughed so much while watching this.

[knaccblog]

Until The End

Fandom: Buddy Daddies Pairing: Kazuki/Rei Also on AO3

Summary: Rei doesn't know what to do about Kazuki. Set immediately after Episode 10.

They ride home in silence. Rei usually doesn't mind it, generally prefers it even but right now, it feels wrong somehow, full of something that he can't quite put his finger on. He nearly opens his mouth a few times (to say what exactly, he doesn't know) but always decides better of it. Kazuki is the talker. If he wanted to, they'd be talking, Rei decides. 

They get home and Rei still hasn't figured out what to do, if he should even be trying to do something at all, when Kazuki suddenly says, "I'm just gonna… go to bed." Sharp and sudden, like a gunshot. 

Rei watches him go. That's probably a good idea for him. Better than the alternatives. Rei, for his part though, has no intention of going to sleep. He can't think of any better way to spend this night than a gaming marathon. He's been so busy recently, he's barely gotten to crack into that massive RPG he'd bought a few months ago. 

He's just settling in, starting to get a handle of the rhythm of the combat when he hears a sudden, sharp noise. In an instant, he's jumped over the back the couch, gun at the ready as he starts to survey the area. Living room: clear. He dashes to the kitchen entrance and cuts the pie down the hallway. No obvious signs of entry. He thinks about the sound again. It had sounded like it came from upstairs really. Like he's on cue, Kazuki cries out, cursing. That's Miri's room! 

Rei dashes up the stairs and bursts open the door. He has just enough time to think, this is stupid, you know better than this, before his eyes take in the entire small room and see that there is no one in there but Kazuki. It looks like a poster frame had just fallen off the wall and shattered. 

He lowers his gun and sighs. Someday, he's going to get punished for stunts like that, but not today at least.

He looks at Kazuki and he's sitting on Miri's bed, surrounded by boxes and piles of clothes. 

Rei's stomach sinks. "What are you doing?"

Kazuki just shrugs. "It would be a waste for us to just toss all this stuff so I'm packing it up to send to Misaki." He smiles sadly down at the shirt he's currently holding. It had been one of her favorites. "Maybe Miri will even like to see some of her things again, ya know? Remind her of the good times?"

Rei can see the tears starting to well up in Kazuki's eyes. He swallows the lump in his throat. "Stop it."

"Stop what? I'm just being practical."

Rei growls. "Stop doing this right now. You're being stupid."

"It's not gonna change, Rei. You know that right? She's gone and it's the best thing we ever did for her-"

"Shut up," Rei says, surging forward and dropping his gun to grab the front of Kazuki's shirt, forcing him to look up at him.

"She's not coming back," Kazuki says, voice cracking a little, raw and broken. 

"I know," Rei shouts. He looks at Kazuki's face and says quieter, "I know. But you're still just-" He growls as he gestures at the boxes with his free hand. Ahhh fuck it, he thinks and pulls Kazuki up and into his arms, determined to make him stop doing this by any means necessary. "Don't do this right now, alright?" 

Kazuki stiffens instantly, shocked as the shirts on his lap tumble to the ground. 

Rei just squeezes harder, desperate to get his meaning across. After a moment, Kazuki starts to deflate, all his sharp edges melting at once. 

"Alright, alright," Kazuki says, dropping the last shirt in his hand and wrapping his arms around Rei in return. His voice is soft, like he's the one comforting Rei but as he grips the back of Rei's shirt tightly, Rei can feel his tears in his shoulder. 

They stay like that for a while, with Kazuki crying and Rei rubbing circles into his back. And Rei isn't used to stuff like this but his chest feels warm and tight and good as Kazuki leans into him, arms tight around Rei, trusting him with his whole weight. This is nice. They should do this more. 

Kazuki eventually sniffles loudly and starts to pull away, laughing as he says, "Boy, I'm a mess, aren't I?" 

Rei stops him before he can pull all the way away, reaching up with one hand to wipe at his tears. "Yeah," he says, before leaving his hand on Kazuki's cheek. He likes it there, he decides. 

"Rei?" Kazuki looks confused but he leans his check into the touch. 

Rei rubs that cheek with his thumb and then leans his forehead against Kazuki's. This feels right too. "Kazuki, I-" He doesn't know what he'd intended to say, can just feel himself getting closer and closer. And Kazuki is leaning in too, nearly there when suddenly, Rei is being pushed away again. 

"Come on Rei, not now." Kazuki frowns. "Don't you remember what I said before?"

Rei tilts his head as he tries to think, his thoughts slow like mud. He's pretty sure that they hadn't talked about anything like this, had been avoiding the ever growing… thing between them like the plague. Rei frowns. "No." 

Kazuki sighs. "I said don't take people into your life if you aren't going to stick around until the very end. We can't just," he gestures between them, "hook up and then forget it." He looks down at his feet and then says quietly, "Or atleast I can't. Not with you." 

He looks back up at Rei and his face is now a pleasant mask but it's still a bit wet from before. "I know we're both upset about... what just happened but this isn't the solution, alright?"

Rei grimaces and looks away. All this is too complicated for him. He's not made for stuff like this, he's certain.

He knows objectively that he's almost out of time. That the boss wants him back and running the business. That his time with these people should be coming to an end. But whenever he thinks about it, saying goodbye forever, he feels like his stomach is falling out. It's too late for Miri, she's… gone  and it's for the best, right? Their jobs are just too dangerous. 

But Kazuki isn't different from him. He's just as unsafe, just as much of a killer. Surely if Rei's careful, if he does this right, he doesn't have to lose them both? Rei feels his chest clench painfully. Maybe he can just hide Kazuki until he's in charge? Or hell, Kazuki always loves a big, elaborate (stupid) plan, maybe if Rei tells him what's going on, he'll know what to do, what would be the best way to deal with the boss for good. Either way, he and Kazuki can do this, can keep being dangerous, horrible people together until this life kills them. He'll make sure of it. He has to. "Who says I won't?"

Kazuki turns to look at him, eyes wet and confusion painted across his face. "What?"

Rei meets his eyes. "I'll stick with you until the end."

Kazuki's eyes light up. "What? R-really?"

"Sure." Rei nods.

Kazuki chuckles nervously. "Not giving me a lot of confidence here, Rei," he singsongs but the corners of his lips are starting to turn up.

Rei frowns a little and then reaches up to cup Kazuki's wet face again, his thumb wiping at his tears. "I'm picking you, alright? What more do you want from me?"

The smile that had been threatening to appear finally breaks across Kazuki's face and suddenly he's beaming at Rei. He laughs. "Fuck, you're the worst at this. I can't believe I'm in love with you. I have literally the worst taste in men."

Rei starts a little. In love. Rei hadn't said it, hadn't even wanted to think about it but there is was. The cold truth. The big unspoken thing that had been slowly unfurling between them. He wants to push it away but he knows it's too late, that he's probably been in love for awhile if he really thought about it. I mean hell, he'd just tried to kiss Kazuki and then promised to stay with him forever. That's gotta be love right? Maybe Kazuki is right that he's an idiot. He sighs.  "Like my taste is any better."

"Oy, don't ruin this any more than you already have," Kazuki grouches but he's still smiling.  "Come on, just get over here and kiss me already, will ya? We'll work on learning how to talk about our feelings later."

Rei rolls his eyes but then he looks at Kazuki and he's all soft and warm and radiating something (probably love) and it makes Rei's chest warm and tight and maybe feel like he's drowning just a little bit but in a good way. And he can't help but smile back before finally leaning in for a kiss.

AN: So yeah I desperately needed this in the aftermath of episode 10. I literally cried just like straight through the episode, it was rough! Sorry it took me so long to get this out; I wrote most of it immediately after I watched the episode and then fought my executive dysfunction for days before I could finish it. Believe me that if I kept writing this, they would eventually figure out how to get Miri back! It's not that she doesn't matter to them, it's that they think that situation is hopeless and are thinking this whole situation might also mean the end of them being together too which is just like more than either of them can handle ; _ ; 

Also hello to anyone who follows this account/has chatted with me in the past! I’m not dead and someday hope to write even more fanfic so yeah, maybe I’ll be around more someday if any of my big projects ever pull together!

[chaosmultiverse]

The ground beneath her feet crunched slightly as she stepped out of the car, followed shortly by the slow crumble of her tail swishing over the exact same path. The serf who had opened the door for her had already stepped out of the way, holding it open for Salil to make his own way out, polite and refined and silent in the proper way of waitstaff.

The steps out sat low, easy for Miranda to move in and out of, and with the arrangement of the car that had chauffeured them both here, it was less like actually getting out of a car and more... simply getting off a couch and leaving a room. Low ceiling not abiding, the luxury of even a transitory vehicle spoke more to Miranda's wealth and the casual adjustments she needed for every single aspect of her life.

She stepped forward, stood aside, waiting for Salil to get out behind her. Here, the trees were thick, and they cast dappled shadows across the top of her head, a patchwork quilt of light that made the sudden appearance of her pink scales come as a shock against the dusty, dark red that the leaves' shadows left in their wake. It smelled earthy here, dark and damp in the pleasant way of underbrush and of topsoil, and there was the sound of wings somewhere in the trees around them, alongside the slow lapping of a wide river, space and an absence of stones within its bed calming its currents into something almost trustworthy.

"This is the place," she spoke, squinting her eyes, peering down the path. It was gravel, admittedly, which was not her first choice, but it fit the rest of the scene, and Miranda had not wanted to pause any longer to put down anything else.

Before them, trailing down and down and perched against the banks of the river like a treehouse without the trunk, was the house. One side was level with the ground, the front door backed by rocking chairs and by flower pots like guards, but the other side, although still the ground floor, was suspended on stilts over the river. The banks of the river had fallen away and dipped low, sitting it lower than the driveway and the land around it, and it was in this way that the house easily matched both, providing opposing entrances. There seemed to be some stairs or another, coming down and off the porch down to the river, and some boat with a pulley mechanism to lower it down into the water, but they were too far away still to tell any more.

It was tall though, clear even through the trees that shaded the entire area in dappled shadow. Two stories, probably, with the roofs tilted up into fairytale tents, their shingling a pleasant, happy red. There was at least one chimney, built out of misshapen river stones, stacked on top of each other and sealed, made to bend the smoke away from the rest of the house. There was also some sort of central dome, mismatched from the others, made out of glass and ironwork and sitting above the rest like a crown jewel, the only place caught by the direct light of the sun. The walls were wooden, in the quaint rustic sense, and all around the house wove little paths, flanked by flowers and paved out of nothing more than dirt and sand, and perhaps a few stepping stones, on the rare occasion.

One path tracked off, into the trees, where brightly painted wooden targets could just be seen, placed here and there with some wear. Other paths were woven into the banks of the river, not just on this side but the other as well, little deer paths where animals had wandered down to the water to drink. Another led to some hardly cordoned-off section, only delineated by stacks of logs in a zig-zagging sort of fence, where the ground had been tilled in even rows, like they were just waiting for the gardener to show up.

Miri stepped forward, following along the stepping-stone path up to the front door, covered by its own, much smaller porch. "I thought you might appreciate something near the water — it is hardly what I would call my own, but freshwater though it is, I thought you might enjoy having someplace private to cool off, in the warm summer evenings. And the butterfly house inside! I am quite happy with that one, and I thought you might enjoy it as well. There is the apothecary on the ground floor, next to a small armory, which has another door out to the shooting range."

Salil had been admittedly nervous about all of this for reasons ranging from this all being some weird trap by Aaravi to try and put him back on their mother's path to worrying that if anyone found out they would hurt him or Miranda, not that concisely he could name who would be doing the hurting. Either way he had been nervous.

But there was also excitement, because Miranda was very good at making a pleasant space around themselves, when he was spending time with her it didn't feel like the usual high stikes world he normally occupied, maybe... A space for him, by her, would carry this peace too.

"...Thank you again for this, I really don't know how I'll repay your kindness." The idealic woods scene reminded Salil of the woods he used to explore as a child, of streams he'd play in and birds he'd mimic.

As the pair reached the clearing where the house stood, warm and inviting Salil paused, stunned for a moment really looking at this.

He felt so overwhelmed, he was happy, he was striken by the grief of missing a place you had never been before, he missed his old house, he felt a guilt he didn't feel this happiness when he had been taken to his fathers.

A lot was hitting him at once and it left him frozen in awe at this, at having a home, at owing it to... A sister in law.

He bit his bottom lip, as he struggled to keep his tearducts closed, hold it in and be strong, it'd be... Wrong to distract from Miranda's kindness by crying like a baby.

He was still collecting himself, putting together what he was looking at when Miranda spoke.

"I- I really don't know what to say, I- You really put a lot of thought into this thank you." Salil'a voice was weaker and more gentle than Miranda had heard it before, he struggled to not tear up still.

[animereviewsbykyranskye]

Reviews while I watch Buddy Daddies: Episode 12 Finale

I was meant to be going to sleep. That’s not happening anymore. 

Rei is dead. 

They are so ready to cook. That is so cute. The character development is great. 

Are they back at their old place? I thought they were in hiding?

Oh my word. It’s been one year. 

Why is Rei all dressed up? 

Oooooof. Mom’s dead. The day they explain will be painful. 

Rei coming in clutch!

Rei got Klapped. 

“They’re genetically inclined to be bad with words.” Best excuse for violence. 

He got Shmacked by a bag. Nice. 

The series started with Kazuki wearing the Santa outfit, and now we end it with Rei wearing the Santa outfit. So poetic. Make that both of them. 

Partner in crime. Literally. 

Nice change on the checking for weapons and still having one in the battle. Just make Rei the living weapon. He jump into the car. 

The spy song is literally just saying “Daddy and Daddy” I love it. 

The poor car. So much for the grand entrance. 

Domestic violence. 

Back to daycare. 

This man’s obsessions with words is so fascinating. 

The animation of him loosing his hair band was so damn smooth. Wow. He also jsut gained a bunch of hair in the front of his head between frames. XD

Oof. That’s brutal. Ha his book is gone. 

He makes a pinky promise. ahh.

Found family at it’s best.

Annnnd. He shot himself. I do believe he has crippled his arm. 

Oh wow. He trusted him not to shoot. 

This man can drive with a bullet wound in his leg. 

They’re going to come bursting through the doors. Nope. But her smile is so sweet!

Ahhh. Title change!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Older Miri!!

THEY OWN A RESTURANT TOGETHER!

WHY DOES KAZUKI HAVE BEARD??

Rei looks even more like Aizawa now. 

Can Rei seriously still only cook French Toast? XD

----after thoughts---

IT CAN’T BE OVER TT

Fuck. That was a damn good show. The characters were so endearing and their arcs were played out perfectly. Everything culminated into a fantastic story about found families and queer platonic relationships. 

It is so great seeing this kind of positive representation for these things presented in such a simple and endearing way. 

God I loved it so much. This really in a top favourite. I will be rewatching this soon and will give a proper review on it. 

Please check this one out if you haven’t, it’s short and sweet and absolutely perfect. It will also make you cry. 

And with that, Buddy Daddies is officially over. (even though anilist is telling me there is an episode 13 coming out next week for some reason but who knows. I don’t trust it after the Technoroid Overmind debacle XD)

That is definitely a 9.7/10 for me. (aka top 10)

[bedeul]

hello friends! i'm mirie (she/they, 21+, cst). under the cut you can find out a little about deul here. the link to his profile is here if you would prefer a somewhat shorter version though. there's also a few plot ideas below the cut.

BACKGROUND

born in mokpo, south korea deul is the youngest of three boys. his elder brothers haeoreum and eutteum are eight and six years older than him respectively making deul the baby of the family

both his parents doted on deul because of this, there was also a good amount of babying that came from haeoreum and eutteum since they both took being a big brother to deul pretty seriously

deul started dancing around the time he was eight, at the time it was just a fun after school activity but it very quickly developed into one of his passions in life and by the time he was 15 he had joined a dance crew

both deul's parents kind of encouraged deul to focus on his schooling though and so deul was not as involved as he could've been in various competitions

two years after joining the dance crew deul was streetcasted by a tiny company, neither of his parents were really confident about that though they eventually agreed to let deul begin training because they could tell he was itching to perform for real their one condition was that deul keep up with his grades

deul was very quickly put in the hotspot though as a little over six months after he signed with his company they sent him to a survival show, spoiler: deul wasn't ready in the least, second spoiler: deul only ended up placing 72 out of the 100 trainees who participated meaning that he was eliminated in the very first round

that's not to say the entire thing was a waste, deul won some hearts with his dance skill and charisma however most viewers didn't regard him as a good pick for the final group, of course though this also lead to a deluge of criticisms from the first episode through to his last and that really shook deul's confidence

for the most part though deul was forgotten by the audience

after his elimination deul ended up parting with his label mostly because he felt they had put him onto a survival show far too quickly and then didn't bother to protect him from malicious comments overall the experience was pretty rough for deul and he decided to just go back to an ordinary life for a while

after his graduation from high school the dance studio where deul had been taking lessons offered him a job as an instructor for one of their beginner classes which means a good 98.9% of his students are young children but deul had always had a soft spot for kids so it suited him just fine

he thought about sitting for college entrance exams several times but so far has always found a way to put it off until next time

deullie has always been a pretty well-liked person, he's a thoughtful communicator and a deep thinker generally someone who's just always aware of the things they're saying and how they're saying, impulsive outbursts from him happen only once in a very blue moon

on the same note though he's somewhat prone to dramatics finding himself getting easily emotional and upset, though he's always thinking about what words he wants to use next he's not as good at schooling his expressions or hiding his hurt or anger or what have you. deul, however, remains stubborn about letting people know exactly what's on his mind or sharing his emotions aloud and is quite easily embarrassed when people point out they can tell exactly what he's feeling

PLOTS

one. flirtationships, deul can't help himself he just loves to flirt. there'd be nothing too serious here...though with proper plotting maybe one of them could be a little moreso.

two. maybe a former student or two? most of his students are kids but there are a few adult beginner classes that deul has helped out with.

three. possible former contestans on his survival show? deul tries hard not to think about that time in his life but he probably created at least a few lasting friendships.

four. former labelmates maybe? other trainees or maybe even former idols who were also under deul's label? perhaps someone that he leaned on when he had no idea what to do after the show

[helloitsari]

First time posting something like this hope it’s worth it

Name: Arian Ropesu

Quirk: still stealth

This is a quirk that involves a lot of thinking ,coordination and focus to use this quirk you must stand entirely still then you can move you mind around without noise or sound but if you break the focus on you have to restart so yes this quirk may seem powerful it has limited ability you can only use it for an hour then you get shot back In your body also just because it’s your mind doesn’t mean you can walk through walls your mind acts like a second body but no one can see you or hear you(also Ari does get motion sick so quirk won’t work in moving vehicles and this is just an obstacle that she will over come when becoming a pro) Gender:female Age: 15 Info: go’s to ua high school general studies(was able to make the hero course)student. Hates all general studies students bc they down the next generation of hero’s(will be given an opportunity to switch when one of the students gets kicked out). Also the top of her class in strength,speed,iq,(etc).All of this is after class 1a/1b are in class 3a/3b (aizawa is probably retired maybe maybe not let’s see when season 7ends). HER HERO ACADEMIA Arian has always wanted to be a hero she never wanted anything else more. she was very young when she learned that quirks run our society. One day she would learn how hard being a hero would be….To be continued.

“Her hero academia” Chapter 1. My mom yelled as I was training “Ari get out of your world your ua entrance exams are today” i left from my focus zone and hurried Downstairs ate breakfast with my mother and little sister as our dad was on tour. My family is quite well know not because of our quirks because of our talents my dad is a guitarist for a band he’s been in since middle course. My mother is a artist she left the art industry after having me. My sister is a grade school girls basketball camp. Me I’m the black witch because when I was younger I use to use my quirk to mess around with people. Anyways we’re here ua entrance exams “Why do I feel intimidated”. I mumbled in a weird way I guess I heard someone next to me whisper I looked at them and I didn’t say anything but they also looked at me they gave me a weird look. I mean i know I didn’t know them so that’s probably why. I started walking to the exam room very big. A blonde person that was kinda loud but I wasn’t hear to complain I taking the hero exam and hoping I make it in. I only defeated 2 robots I knew I would not be making into the hero course. But what happened after I was sent a welcome invitation to ua general studies. I was freaking out because I don’t think they just gave this to everyone who doesn’t past the exam I knew they saw my ability at least I hope.

“The walk” Chapter. I got my uniform on walked out of my dorm rooms oh did I not mention there are dorms for ua students after a couple o third years there first year they got attacked by villains so they built dorms for safety. So I’ve been living in the dorms for one week now and my class is a interesting one there is a certain group that is mad about the ones who only wanted to be in the hero course. students be handed a general studies spot because they saw “potential” in these students and didn’t make the hero track. I learned that I need to ignore them or they won’t listen quit talking. Not that me and my. Class aren’t close I just wanted to get to the school maybe meet people outside our track. And I did while walking I met Miri a hero course student she loved talking about mouses Her quirk is called mouse so I see why but she’s passionate about being a hero she’s very short like she’s as tall as a middle course student I say. She goes and looks at me asking why I choose general studies and what my quirk was so I just lied to her i know I shouldn’t but I did “so Arian what’s your quirk and why general studies?” I said my quirk was something simple like being able to see around me it wasn’t really a lie. Then I said I choose general studies because I had to choose something. Then we approached the school and what awaited next would change my point of view on hero’s….

“Hero’s?”

Chapter 3

“Wow what a school-“ Miri said with a smile she sounded surprised but I guess must just be here adrenaline boosting. I went straight to class but I wasn’t there for long I used my quirk to check out the hero classes I just wanted to know what was going on. I noticed Miri yelling at that one boy that gave me that glare during the exam. “I hate him” I lost focus and was immediately questioned after I fully returned to my body every thought I was dead apparently. “Are you okay” a girl in my class asked I don’t remember her name. Then a boy said “roko please she was probably spacing out.” He mumbled something after but I wasn’t paying attention. Roko? I remember her she stuck up for me in the dorm night we had when everyone moved in the dorms. Because this boy was picking on me because I was a h course which I think means hero course but I didn’t understand roko said “Leyon stop being rude!” I Snapped out of my thoughts and said “stop talking like I’m not here.” That made the stop arguing and then our teacher walked in it was the archer hero arch I guess it was cool to have a pro be out teacher but my other classmates weren’t impressed the seemed to hate any hero that wasn’t endeavor but this school had a lot in store…

[peachsukii]

₊✩‧₊ ⎯  plus ultra-rare following an interview flop, dynamight & yourself are out and about at the local mall when you're stopped by a young girl and her mother.

content // a little follow up to this. pro hero fame, paparazzi's talk about infidelity rumors (they're not true just mentioned cause you know how it goes), reader is a support tech, bakugo & reader are married, bakugo being sweet to kids, thoughts of having kids vaguely, more paparazzi nonsense, fluff.

wc // 1.7k

『 k.bakugo masterlist | caramel & champagne series 』

It was the first day the two of you have had off since the interview "incident" weeks ago - that's what Bakugo's agent called it, anyways. The press didn't make any negative remarks against the two of you specifically, but they started a horde of nasty rumors anytime Bakugo was on patrol with a pro hero of the opposite sex. Headlines about "Dynamight searching for a New Wife?" started circulating, so much so that the agency started handing out cease and desist letters to the tabloids like candy. It wasn't to hide any sort of truth, it was simply not true to start with. You're successfully able to make it to the mall without catching any attention from the swarms of media assholes at the entrances, waiting to create some fake scenario and generate false pretenses.

"God, these jackasses are everywhere," Bakugo grumbled while you crossed the threshold of the mall and into the food court. "They warned us in school about this shit, but fuck, s'annoyin' as hell."

"I know," you console, thumb rubbing over the back of his hand in your hold. "It won't be like this forever."

He sighs, keeping his head down as the two of you approach the department store you planned to shop at. While you're heading inside, a small child and her mother pass by you, the daughter spinning on her heel and doing a doubletake with sparkles in her eyes.

"Momma! I think that's Dynamight!" she squeals, barely above a whisper, but enough for you to hear her excitement. Her mother kneels down and pats her on the crown of her head.

"I think you're right! But we should leave them be, sweetie. I promise to take you to his next signing."

She pouts and fiddles with her fingers. “But they’re always sold out!”

She’s a little louder this time, now catching Bakugo’s attention. When he makes eye contact with her, the little girl escapes from her mother's side and skips over to him - she's barely taller than his waist, maybe six or seven years old.

"Dynamight!" she whispers, waving frantically with both hands and looking up at him. "I know you’re in secret right now, but I wanted to say hi!”

She turns to you and smiles, dimples adorably accenting her cheeks. “You’re very pretty, Miss Support lady! I saw you on TV!”

Bakugo’s heart swells when you squeeze his hand tighter in response to her kindness before letting go. Something about this little girl’s genuine joy makes him want to melt into a puddle. Usually, kids were annoying in his eyes and parents never knew how to wrangle them around heroes - not this little one, though. She had way more respect than most adults did whenever they’d spot him on his day off, begging for an autograph or photo.

“Heya squirt,” Bakugo greets while kneeling to her level. Her mother has scampered over in the meantime, profusely apologizing for her daughter’s outburst.

“It’s alright! She’s very sweet and he’s more than happy to talk to her,” you assure, standing with the mom to watch their interaction.

“Thanks for sayin’ hi. What’s your name?” He asks as he pulls down his face mask, tucking it under his chin and lifting the brim of his baseball hat.

“Mirai! But my friends call me Miri.”

“Nice’ta meet you, Miri. I’ve got somethin’ for ya if you give me a sec.”

Bakugo shoots a glance in your direction, nodding to your bag. “Peaches, got any cards with you?”

You waltz over to him and dig out a stack of Dynamight branded trading cards in protective sleeves from your purse, handing them over with the a permanent marker. Bakugo takes them and fans the selection out in front of Mirai.

“Pick whatever one y’want and I’ll sign it for ya. How’s that sound?”

Mirai gasps, stars twinkling in her eyes as her fingers wiggle in anticipation over the cards. “I like them all! You pick one for me, please!”

That little shimmer in her eyes reminded you of a smaller Bakugo, specifically a picture that Mitsuki had of him and Midoriya in her living room, the two of them holding up their All Might cards from when they were kids. Her expression was identical to his back then - priceless.

“This one’s a favorite of mine,” you chime in, pointing to the card on the far right. “That’s the Plus Ultra-Rare edition, too. Super cool!”

Bakugo hands you the others and keeps the one card, pulling it out of its protective sleeve and popping off the cap of the permanent marker with his teeth. He signs the card, “Miri, go beyond!” accompanied with his hero signature. He waves the card back and forth to dry the ink before returning it to the sleeve.

“There ya go,” Bakugo says, handing her the signed card. “Keep it safe, yeah?”

Mirai gingerly takes it from him, holding it close to her chest with a toothy grin. “I promise, Dynamight!”

Before he can protest, Mirai rushes into him and latches onto his neck, her small frame clinging to Bakugo in an attempt to give him a hug. Her mom stammers out more apologies, but he stops her with a raise of his hand, mouthing “S’okay” over Mirai’s shoulder.

“Thank you for keeping me and Momma safe,” Mirai mutters sweetly, tiny hands grabbing at the back of Bakugo’s shirt. “You’re the bestest hero in the world!”

He bites his cheek in response, trying his damndest not to let this child make him cry in public. That phrase has been uttered to him thousands of times, and no matter what, it still makes his heart skip a beat. He’s barely holding it together as he pats her back tenderly, closing his eyes to focus on swallowing the emotions flowing through him.

You’re staring at Bakugo with hearts in your pupils, swooning over how patient he’s being with this little girl. A sensation you've never felt before invades your lower abdomen - nerves? No, it was a foreign yearning, a burning desire to....you tuck that feeling away to unpack at another time.

"Okay honey, we should get going now," Mirai's mother insists, tapping her daughter on the shoulder to have her let go of Bakugo. "We've taken up more than enough of their time."

"Don't worry about it," Bakugo comments, standing back to normal height and patting Mirai on the head. "See ya later, Miri."

Mirai does a little dance to herself before grabbing her mother's hand, turning to whisper-yell, "Bye Dynamight!"

The two of them leave you be, walking back out into the main concourse of the mall. You turn to Bakugo and elbow him in the side with a smirk on your face.

"What's got you so smiley?" you tease. "You look like you're ready to cry, too."

"Shut the fuck up," he sniffs, re-adjusting his mask and baseball hat. "She was a cute kid, s'all it is."

"The cutest. Let's grab what we needed and head home."

You two carry on with your shopping trip, surprisingly uninterrupted. Things seems to be quiet...that is, until you're ready to leave and forget about the media mobs at the main entrance. The second you two step outside, you're swarmed with flashing lights and overwhelmed with various shouting men.

"Dynamight! Is it true you're looking for a new wife after the interview last week?"

"Are you two on a break?"

"Do you think having a pro hero as a husband is detrimental to your relationship?"

These fuckers are ruthless, and quiet frankly, stupid as hell - the two of you are literally holding hands as they ask their absurd questions.

Bakugo shakes his head before letting go of your hand and removing his face mask. The glare in his eyes hints that he's about to have an explosive reaction, but color yourself surprised when his voice comes out velvety smooth and genuine.

"Listen up, m'gonna say this once and then you're gonna leave us the hell alone," he speaks, looking each cameraman in the eye before continuing. "This is the only damn woman I want in my life and nothin' will change that. She's the only one I've got eyes for, no one else. Got it?"

A few of the paparazzi pause their insistent squawking and put their cameras down, nodding in agreement to his words.

"Great. You can all fuck off now an' find someone else to harass."

You don't know what comes over you, knowing full well what the consequences will be, but you find yourself reaching for Bakugo's jaw and pull him in for a hearty kiss. He lets out a surprised grunt before tugging you closer by the waist, catching on to what you're planning and letting you take the lead.

"Quick, get the shot!" you hear the crowd yell repetitively. Bakugo responds by flipping off the cameras, continuing your kiss for a couple more seconds before parting.

The next morning, both of your phones are full of notifications from various sources - deja vu, huh? You've got e-mails asking you two to make appearances on TV networks while Bakugo's agent and publicist are scolding him for being unprofessional in public, but in the same breath, praising him for turning the opinion of the public in his favor.

"Holy shit," you mumble, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. "Kats, look at this."

Bakugo peeks over your shoulder from his side of the bed, laying his head on yours while you scroll through the articles multiple people have sent to you overnight.

"Dynamight & his Wife are stronger than ever!," "Fans Overjoyed to know Dynamight & his Wife are sticking it out," and "Dynamight remains off market."

"What's that one?" he asks, reaching over you to click the article titled, "Precious Moments with Fans - Dynamight Edition." The page loads an article detailing the encounter with Mirai from afar, a few pictures of Bakugo holding out the trading cards and giving her a hug.

"When the fuck did they even take that?!" he laughs, sighing as he flopped back over to his side of the bed.

"I think it's cute. Think I should print it out and frame it for the living room?"

"Don't you fuckin' dare."

You roll over to face him, pinching his cheek.

"Yeah, the picture of you flipping off the camera is more fitting."

tags // @slayfics @maddietries @starieq @liluvtojineteyam @jays-adventure3 @simp-plague @queenpiranhadon

[ramblinganthropologist]

Writober 2023 6 and 7- Drip and Gold

Summary: Miris Tabris has a new tentmate: the guy who tried to kill them. Apparently, he's good with his hands. Fuck, it's going to be a long Blight...

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Why was it that the dark skies that had followed the group all day decided to open up just as they were setting up for camp for the night?

Miris glared from his spot at the tent entrance as he glanced outside. He had lucked out and gotten out of watch, which if that had happened before would have been awesome. However, as he watched water drip from the hood of Alistair’s cloak in front of the magically sustained fire Wynne had conjured to keep the Wardens and company from freezing, he just had one thought in mind.

“Are you going to stay there all night, Warden?”

Fuck.

Miris felt a vein pulse by his temple as he pulled the tent flap close and settled back on his side of the tent. Thanks to their newest member, he was no longer alone. Thanks to who it was… he had switched sides.

No way he was letting an Antivan-fucking-Crow stay on his blind side. No fucking way, he’d let the Maker fuck him up the ass first.

Zevran seemed remarkably cheerful about the dismal weather as he worked on counting and tidying his supplies. Rogues, Miris had learned, usually had more than just a main weapon to fight with. They had knives and other nasty little tools, and the Crow had a variety of poisons he was checking on.

Where the fuck did he put them all?

“Did something catch your interest, Tabris? You’re looking quite intently at me.”

Miris felt his face heat as he snapped back to reality and reached to clean his mace. It would give him something to do with his hands, and he wouldn’t have to look at Zevran anymore. Talk about killing two birds with one stone.

“Just wondering how you’re allowed to keep all those poisons on you. For all we know you could poison our food.”

Zevran chuckled – it was a very Antivan sound so he hated it. “The boy Warden is no longer my target, Tabris. I have no need to poison him. More importantly, I believe even if I tried he or Cherche would discover it. They are remarkably perceptive, the Dalish are very thorough in their training.”

Yeah… that wasn’t exactly making him trust him anymore.

“You’re lucky the squirt is an idiot, or you’d be dead.”

Much to his surprise, Zevran nodded. “Yes, I find I’m quite surprised he allowed me to live. He is quite an understanding boy. It makes me worry he won’t live to see his 16th birthday.”

As far as he knew, the squirt was already 18… but that just meant Loghain’s information wasn’t as good as he thought it was.

At any rate, Miris tried to ignore the other elf in the tent as he worked on cleaning the blood and other viscera from his maul. It wasn’t as if it would hurt the metal, but when it came down to it, it smelled bad. His nose was far more sensitive thanks to his failing vision, and he didn’t exactly want it close to his head.

So, there he was… cleaning his maul in a tent with an Antivan Crow. His life had fucking gotten weird since he had left the alienage.

“I get the sense you don’t enjoy my company, Warden.”

Zevran’s voice broke the silence as he scraped shit from the grooves of his mace. Miris picked up his head, allowing his one – relatively – good eye focus on the Crow. He had packed his poisons away to wherever he hid them and has his attention focused squarely on him.

Was it hot in there? It felt hot…

“You can’t blame me, you tried to kill us.”

The Crow chuckled. “Indeed, I did. And if I remember right, I failed badly and your group tied me like a cow to be slaughtered. I’m amazed I still don’t have marks on my wrists from the attempt. Was that your work?”

Miris shook his head as he laid his maul aside – it was as clean as he was going to get it for the moment. “No, that was Cherche. She’s the best at knots.”

“I can only imagine why.” Zevran’s eyebrow cocked almost playfully. “But, good to know. And again, you have nothing to fear from me, Warden. We are on the same side now.”

Yeah, until someone else hired him…

Miris snorted as he cracked his neck – working on his maul had stiffened it. Honestly, all of him was pretty stiff. “Sure, whatever you say, Arainai. I’m still not letting you out of my sights.”

Damn, he was stiff though. Who knew that carrying around a massive maul and wearing heavy armor would wear so much on his tired body? He needed to stretch better after he murdered darkspawn, or he was going to be in trouble.

“Is everything alright, Tabris? That crack sounded concerning.”

The question drew him back to his tentmate. Zevran was looking at him again, but there was nothing untoward about it. Rather, he looked concerned. It was a new look, one he hadn’t seen before.

It… kind of made him feel bad.

In response, Miris rubbed his neck. “Just stiff from the road. I’m not the best at stretching.”

“That’s going to get you killed, Tabris.” Zevran shook his head. “But I can do something about that if you trust me not to knife you in the back.”

Well… he didn’t… not yet… but if it helped the knot in his back…

“Alright, I’ll bite. What are you planning?”

Zevran gave him one of those smiles he always gave when Miris wasn’t sure if he meant or not, and he patted his bedroll. “Simple. Take off your shirt and lay down. I can work the kinks out of your back for you if you wish.”

…

Ok, now the knife in the back thing made sense. Fuck him for not seeing that one coming.

Miris’ first reaction was to sidle away and tell him to fuck off. After all, he wasn’t exactly the touchy-feely type. More importantly, Zevran had tried to fucking kill them. This was the chance he needed to finish the job and take out one of Ferelden’s only Wardens. Hell, he could make it look like an accident…

…

But his back really hurt… and even he could see why that was a bad idea.

“Don’t try anything stupid, I can still strangle you if it comes down to it.” With a quick pull, he removed his shirt and laid down on the Antivan’s bedroll. It smelled of him – slightly spicy and paired with the familiar scent of leather that followed Zevran around wherever he went. Before he had hated it… but he could suppose it was alright. He wouldn’t want to smell like it, but then again he wasn’t Antivan.

As far as he had been told, all Fereldens smelled like wet dogs. Given it was raining… well, he was no doubt smelling like a very wet dog.

“Oh, I have no doubt about that. You have very strong muscles.” Zevran’s voice was soft as his hands made their way to Miris’ back. “Maker, how stiff you are. It’s like your back is made of solid rock. When was the last time you worked this out?”

He couldn’t answer at first – it fucking hurt. He grit his teeth against the pain and shut his good eye tightly to try and ride it out. Unlike some people, he wasn’t a fan of pain and tried to avoid it as much as possible. Hell, he was half certain the Crow was trying to kill him it hurt so much. But he didn’t feel blood… so he had to hold back on that.

“It’s – oww – been a while.” He hadn’t meant to complain audibly, but it made its way through his clenched teeth. “Maker’s balls, the fuck are you doing back there?”

Zevran’s answer came with more pressing on his sore back. “Trying to work out this knot. I doubt even the sharpest sword could cut it. How you managed to swing that maul of yours without doubling over is beyond me.”

Battle adrenaline rush?

Miris would’ve said that much, but a popping sound and a release of the pain drove all thought from his mind. He winced, but then calmed as Zevran continued to rub. It was starting to hurt less now that the smaller knots were worked out.

Surprisingly, the man had a light touch. His hands were callused from training with both sword and bow, but in a weird way that was comforting. That close, he could smell the other elf as he worked – spicy and foreign, but somehow appealing.

…

Wait, no. It wasn’t appealing. The guy had tried to kill him. There was nothing appealing about that.

“You have impressive back muscles, Tabris. I believe this is the first time I have examined them up close.” Zevran’s voice was soft as he worked. “I assume you trained hard to obtain such a physique?”

Miris responded with a rueful chuckle as he felt his body relax. “Nah. I’m just a street fighter who was dumb enough to pick a heavy weapon. Didn’t have much sense for the sword and board, you know? I can only do one thing at a time, the shit Alistair pulls off is bullshit.”

How he managed to do both sword and shield was beyond him. Maybe when one was properly trained, they learned how to do it? Who knows… he was alienage born and trained. He came from the school of whatever the fuck worked.

No wonder everyone kept saying his technique was insane.

“I will admit, sword and shield is vexing to me as well.”

That made Miris snort. “But you’re a duel wield.”

“There is a difference between two offensive weapons and having one to block and one to fight.” Zevran chuckled softly while he worked on the big knot, the one that had been bothering him since they had started this dumb journey. “I admit I would not know what to do with the shield either. Alistair is just as vexing to me.”

Well, at least he wasn’t the only one to think the warrior was weird. Maybe Zevran wasn’t so bad after all.

At any rate, they grew quiet as Zevran worked out the kinks in his back and Miris listened to the rain falling outside their tent. For the first time in ages, he felt at peace. Rain had always been soothing to him, especially when it wasn’t dripping on his head.

He would have to thank the squirt later for helping set the tent up… little asshole knew how to camp.

“This is going to hurt, I’m nearly finished.” Zevran’s warning drew him out of his head as he braced himself. “Ready, and-“

Pain coursed through Miris’ back as the knot finally gave up the ghost. He would’ve reared up, but with the Antivan close by he would’ve knocked him across the tent. Instead, he bit his lip and rode the sensation.

Soon, it died down.

“Fuck, I think that’s the worst it’s ever been.” Miris blinked as he realized Zevran was still rubbing. “What, I’ve got more spots to fix?”

The Crow chuckled behind him. “Oh, no, just admiring your back muscles is all…”

There was that tone, the one that made his stomach uncomfortable. Miris felt his face heat up even worse as Zevran’s hands ghosted up and down his shoulders and back. He felt very seen in the moment… and it was embarrassing to say the least.

He needed to get those thoughts out of his head, quick. He had to keep an eye on the guy.

Zevran massaged his back a few more minutes before patting his shoulder as a sign he could get up. Free of the man’s warm hands, he managed to sit up and rub his neck. His back felt miles better – it was like he was a teenager again.

Downside… he was way too close.

“Feeling better, Warden?” Zevran’s eyes were on him again. They were a nice shade of brown, with flecks of gold that made them almost sparkle when they hit the light. “You were probably one of the toughest cases I’ve ever dealt with.”

It took Miris a few moments to remember how to work his tongue – he was too busy staring at the elf. Unlike him, Zevran was built like a rogue – all lean muscle meant to pull off acrobatics. His warm brown skin stood out as the complete opposite to his own sunburnt flesh. The two of them couldn’t have been more different…

Which is why his stomach was rolling so much.

“Uh, yeah, thanks.” His heart was beginning to pound so loud he worried the Crow might hear it. “Guess I’ll be able to move without looking like Shale.”

That made Zevran laugh – and his stomach squirmed worse. “That is an upside, yes.”

He smiled in that awful way. “If you ever need my services, let me know. I have no problems seeing you in my bedroll.”

Miris was amazed his face didn’t catch fire it was so hot. “Yeah… I can do that.”

He turned quickly, returning to his maul as if it would protect him. Zevran went to check his own weapons, leaving him to the beating of his traitorous heart and the glow from his cheeks. All of this seemed like a cruel joke from the Maker honestly.

The last thing he needed was any sort of attraction to the elf, or his gold-flecked eyes, or his skillful hands, or-

Fuck.

Miris had to resist the urge to groan as he tried to focus on his maul. No doubt this was going to bother him for ages until he worked it out of his system. It always did – his stupid crushes on attractive men never ended well.

Why was the damn Crow so attractive? He had tried to fucking kill them…

In the end, as he sat there in the tent listening to his heart and the rain, he decided his brain was a moron and was going to get them killed one day. That was all he could say as he settled in to finish on his tools.

Better to focus on things instead of… Zevran. Zevran and his hands…

Fuck. This on was going to be the death of him, he knew it. Could he get over his attraction, was that too much to ask?

It was going to be a long Blight… fuck.

[dk-wren]

Hello....Can I ask your top 5 favorite moments each from Buddy Daddies and Spy x Family? If the two families ever meet, who do you think Kazuki will be besties to (Loid or Yor)? Why? Also, do you think Anya can be bff with Miri? Sorry if you've answered this questions before...

Hello Anon!

Thank you for the ask! Also, I'm sorry for taking some time to respond. And no need to apologize! I haven't answered these questions before, but even if I had, my favorite moments for Buddy Daddies and Spy x Family change over time and depend on how I'm feeling, so I'd probably have different answers anyways. Plus, I'd never pass a chance to talk about these two shows! I'll stop talking now and just get to it! I hope you enjoy!

5 Favorite Moments from Buddy Daddies:

Rei & Kazuki storming Suwa Manor (ep. 12)

Rei calling himself Miri's papa (ep. 3)

Miri getting her own room (ep. 4)

Car discussion on Rei's birthday (ep. 8)

Ferris Wheel Scene (ep. 10)

5 Favorite Moments from Spy x Family:

Loid telling Anya "Let's go home" (ep. 1)

Loid "winning" Anya the stuffed penguin, a.k.a Agent Peguinman (ep. 13)

Loid's entrance at Camilla + Dominic's party, along with him standing by Yor (ep. 2)

Princess Anya (ep. 5, especially when Franky is quizzing Twilight and at the top of the castle)

Yor leading Olka, Gram, and Zeb to their new room (ep. 31)

I'll put my explanations at the bottom of this post so I can get to your other questions. That way, I can still explain why I chose each moment, if you're interested in knowing, and it helps a bit with the formatting. I'd also like to add, the order in which I listed each moment does not correlate to how much I love each moment comparatively to the other ones (maybe with the exception of #1). Narrowing it down to five for both shows was already a hard task, so just know, I really, really love the moments or scenes listed aboe.

Now, for your next question, if these two families met, I honestly think Kazuki would kinda be besties with both. I do see Rei being besties with Yor moreso than Loid, so if going for a one-to-one pairing, then technically, that means I see Kazuki being besties with Loid.

It's discussed throughout Buddy Daddies, and clearly shown in their depictions/portrayals, that Kazuki is more of the social butterfly and talker between him and Rei. That's one reason why Kazuki would likely get close to Loid and Yor, through spending equal amounts of time with each of them. Also, in taking charge of many of the household chores, Kazuki would be able to connect with or trade tips/stories with Loid when it comes to cooking and Yor when it comes to cleaning. Even in terms of their jobs, Kazuki connects with both Loid and Yor (he is the "disguise guy" between him and Rei, and he does a lot of retcon/information gathering, but by name/occupation, he is a hitman or an assassin, who can certainly stand his own ground). Being able to hang out and easily talk with both Yor and Loid could also be a part of Kazuki's personality. I feel that Kazuki could talk with Loid or Yor in a way that feels like it's a conversation specific to the person he is talking with, and not just him making small talk. Kazuki would become besties with both Yor and Loid because, I'd argue, he can connect to each of them in different ways but that make the other feel seen and heard.

If I had to choose though, then I'd argue Kazuki would be besties with Loid if these two families ever met. I feel like they'd connect with each other just a little more over cooking for the family and the mutual panic that strikes each of them when another family member does something unplanned or unexpected.

And for your third question, do I think Anya can be bff with Miri, possibly, leaning more towards yes. We've yet to really dive into Anya's backstory (though I think we're all anticipating it will happen soon), but I get the impression that Anya's first real friendship is with Becky. At first, there was a real big sister-little sister dynamic in Anya and Becky's friendship, which has begun to evolve. Given the type of classmates Anya has, and their attitudes towards her/each other, Anya might be affected by those interactions and also sorta take Miri under her wing, teaching her about all the things she's picked up on at Eden since Miri's getting a completely different schooling experience at Aozora Daycare.

I do think Anya and Miri would be friends, but it will take some time for them to become super close and move away from that sister dynamic I feel might initially develop. Again, even if Anya is actually 6 (and not 4 or 5), the way the other children in her grade level act is quite mature. So, I honestly think it would be a good thing for Anya to be able to hang out with and do normal(?) things a four year old does. While Anya finds or makes her own fun in between studying and trying to earn Stellas, spending time with Miri may provide Anya the opportunity to live out her childhood too and feel what it means to just be four. The settings for Buddy Daddies and Spy x Family, along with the tone in some cases, can be pretty different from each other, so Anya getting the chance to spend time with Miri, and not have any other worries or stressors to deal with would probably be a good thing for her. And in having fun together and sharing experiences that result in positive memories, Anya would begin to look forward to spending time with Miri, which, if she doesn't already, would eventually lead to an acknowledgement that yes, they are friends, and based on the good Miri may bring to Anya's life, they are bffs.

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Thank you again for the ask, Anon! I had a lot of fun answering these questions, especially since I'm always up for a BD and SxF crossover!

And again, apologies for the delay in my response! I really enjoyed your questions so I wanted to give myself the proper time to think them over and write out my response. Let me just put a reminder here again, but the reasonings for my 5 favorite moments will be after this section, if you would like to know!

Feel free to send my way any other questions or musings about Buddy Daddies, Spy x Family, or both, Anon!

-Dakota Wren

5 Favorite Moments from Buddy Daddies

Back in May, I did a 30 Days of Buddy Daddies challenge or prompt. Day 7 was "Favorite Scene" and that has not changed. I wish I had a better or more coherent explanation, but this scene of Kazuki and Rei storming Suwa Manor, I can never get enough of it. Like I mentioned in that explanation, I think the reason why I enjoy this moment so much is because we are seeing Kazuki and Rei working together, and seeing just how well they can work together on the job. And one reason why I think they are working together so well is because they are both fighting for or working towards the same goal, or for a future together as a family, with Miri. In these scenes/moments, Kazuki and Rei are essentially putting everything on the line if it means they have a chance to leave freely and live the life they both want now.

In all seriousness, I have no idea how many times I have watched the clip of this moment. And no matter what number rewatch I am on, this moment always makes my heart melt. Rei finally stepping out of his father's shadow to rise up and be the one to "save" Miri and Miri instantly accepting him as "Papa Rei" and running to him. Now knowing his arc and how much Rei grows over the series, this moment also feels like the start or one of the earlier milestones that eventually leads him to take on his father.

Nothing but fluff in this post-credits scene. My reasoning truly does not go beyond Miri is so indescribably happy to get her own room and Rei and Kazuki are so happy to see their daughter already in love with her room. Each of their reactions is just so sweet and, to me at least, shows how quickly they are growing close as a family.

I was debating of whether or not to choose this scene or Rei and Kazuki's discussion in ep. 11 at the safehouse. In the end, I chose this scene because of how they both somewhat acknowledge how much they've grown since they first met/moved in together, and perhaps the lingering sense of optimism they both feel in that moment about whether or not they can change. There is this feeling of them beginning to see that their individual futures and their futures as a family, with each other, and with Miri might be a light that will lead them out of the darkness and how they are both more than their jobs and their pasts. And yes, those feelings are still around in that ep. 11 discussion, but I like how in ep. 8, there is still a bit of uncertainty about what comes next (and not necessarily in bad way) as opposed to ep. 11, where they both realize what must be done.

To completely counter the previous moment/reasoning, it's a little ironic how this is one of my favorite moments and yet it is a moment that manages to always destroys me. I've also talked about my reaction to this scene before, but it is the defeat that both Kazuki and Rei feel in this moment that they could not change or continue to provide for Miri which breaks my heart. It is this recognition and, while perhaps not fully willingly, choice to give up Miri in hopes that she can experience and live a normal childhood that shows how much they have indeed changed for the better. They are putting Miri's life and happiness above their own. Before Miri, I get the impression neither Rei nor Kazuki thought they were capable or deserving of such happiness. So to see them agree that it is better for them to give that up than to bring harm to Miri, the source of that happiness, speaks volumes. Also, seeing Rei and Kazuki both acknowledge how much Miri has changed their lives in that year makes me so emotional.

5 Favorite Moments from Spy x Family

I'm pretty certain I've talked about it before, but Spy x Family is what got me into anime. After getting lunch together, in their car, a good friend of mine literally sat me down and said we are watching this and we are not leaving the parking lot until we finish at least the first episode. There are several moments from this episode which I enjoyed, laughed at, and loved, but this moment in particular is what made me really fall in love with this show and think to myself, okay, I'm gonna give this show a chance. And boy, look what grew out of it. Aside from the memories associated with this moment, I love how vulnerable Anya and Twilight are to one another in this moment, even if they are both not being completely honest with each other (since it would blow their secret identities).

Something about Twilight trying to go "for the mission" during this moment, but then seeing Anya's big smile is just, ahhh I don't know. The circumstances for their family outing to the aquarium is to keep up family appearances, or the illusion that the Forgers are a real family. I think that I like how in this moment, Twilight is still trying to keep up that front of him returning to the group with the penguin plush, and explaining his absence as due to his concentration on trying to win it for Anya, when he obviously was working on a secondary mission. And yet, Anya overhears/understands his thoughts, yet this penguin means everything to her still (as seen in her reaction in ep. 21 when Bond gets jealous)

This is a moment that continues to stand out to me like it does to Yor. Sure, Twilight might have been saying these things to not blow his cover/convince Yor that he is a perfectly normal citizen, but to Yor, hearing those words gives her the recognition she seldom received in terms of sacrifice for her family, and how much she should be proud of/appreciate the work she does. While neither characters nows it, and this may possibly just be my own interpretation, I also enjoy how Twilight's words almost seen chosen based on a vulnerability he feels he can expose ever so slightly through the guise of his current cover. The slightly unintentional bond that forms between Twilight and Yor in this moment, and the impact his words clearly have on Yor, makes me even more excited to see what Yor's reaction will be if/when an identity reveals happens.

Ep. 5 in general is one of my favorites and how the animators expanded on the castle scenes from chapter 6. I love how Loid, with a little bit of prodding from Anya and Franky, absolutely does everything in his power to treat Anya like a real princess, her adorable little crown, and her genuine excitement over seeing Loidman and all the things he must do to "save the princess." I don't think it's farfetched to say, that this is the most individual and special attention Anya has likely received since escaping the labs, making her appreciate everything Loid did for her even more. The culmination of her love and appreciation for that night and since Loid adopted Anya in her promise to do well in school is the cherry on top for me.

There are a lot of moments from the Cruise Arc that I was debating between, but this is the moment I chose because it really shows off Yor's other skills. The way she is quick to improvise, detecting who and where are her threats, and the confidence she has in taking down any potential threats. It's nice to see Yor in her element and see examples of why Thorn Princess has such notoriety to her name.

[chezzywezzy]

Yandere Miranda Vanderbilt (3/3)

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I leaned against the building wall, rather peeved by the booming music from inside the gymnasium that was audible even outside. I was loitering by the entrance, waiting, just waiting, for my date to show. I was trying to be lax, since knowing Damien ,he’d think being late OR skipping would be badass. But, an hour had already passed, and there were no text messages from him whatsoever.

Sitting on the back-burner of my mind, I was keenly aware of how Miranda didn’t have a date. She denied every monster who asked and remained sure on her decision. She seemed so confident in her stature though, and I could only strive to be her. After all, she went the route of being a strong, independent woman who didn’t need a date for the first time ever.

I was starting to doze off, too bothered by the constant opuses who filed into the gym to stay awake. But, just as I decided to do so, I heard the soft padding of footsteps coming toward me. Blinking out of surprise, I realized that Miranda was striding in my direction. In her grasp was a bouquet of water Lillies, which complimented her gown and heels. I returned her soft smile, and for some reason, my heart began to accelerate.

She froze, her gaze completely trained on me. I couldn’t help but wonder what was going through her head.

“You’re still waiting for him,” she started.

I heaved out a shrug and a sigh. “I don’t like to assume things, but this is pretty sketchy. Sure is an asshole for trying to pull a prank like this.”

Miranda’s smile widened. “Well… That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.”

I pushed myself off the wall and stared down at her curiously.

A dark pink glow washed over her expression and she bit her lip. Squeaking quietly, she thrust the bouquet into my chest, squinting her eyes shut. “I - I wanted you to have these! I ordered them in advance because I knew that peasant would do something like this.”

I grabbed the bouquet carefully, playing with the petals. I dropped my arms to my side, returning my attention to the princess. “Thanks, Miri. That’s so thoughtful of you. I really appreciate it. But… I have a feeling there’s something else you want.”

She beamed at me, giggling. “You know me too well, Y/n! That’s exactly right. I wanted to royally declare you as my date to the prom.”

My cheeks lit on fire, a habit I picked up from Damien. When they finally extinguished, I couldn’t help but be inclined to answer yes. My date has bailed, and Miranda… well, she was cute. I just never knew she swung that way. I couldn’t help but overthink. Was this platonic or romantic?

“I - I’m flattered, Miri,” I started gently, adorning an inextinguishable smile. “Are you sure you want lil ol’ me as your date?”

Miranda nodded eagerly. “Of course! There’s nobody else I’d want to go with. Nobody else is worthy enough to take me, Miranda Vanderbilt the third, to prom!”

I chuckled and replied,” I’d love to, babes. Nothing would make me happier than to be your royal date to prom.”

Miranda squealed loudly, pouncing at me. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and I fell back against the wall. Laughing, I reciprocated the hug, not caring that the bouquet tumbled to the ground. I rubbed her lower back affectionately. Miranda and I had always been loving with each other, but this time, it felt different. I could tell from how my heart was racing.

We remained in each other’s hold for what seemed like forever, but I didn’t grow tired of it. I loved how her soft hair caressed my neck, and the feeling of her exhilarated gils brushing against my skin was perfect. Had I always felt this way about the adorable mermaid?

She pulled away, a dangerous, mischievous glint present in her kawaii eyes. “Can we go in now? It’s been too long since I’ve watched the contenders for prom queen… And I can’t slaughter them if I can’t decide which death is suitable for them!”

I pursed my lips. “It’s prom, not a ball! Hell, I’ll help you out with that, but let’s just go at it, ya know? No reason why they can’t just… die.”

Miranda giggled and held my hand, intertwining our fingers. “Is that so? Oh - ! We must have our picture taken before we go in! Daddy hired professional photographers.”

We went over to the gazebo, where a camera was set up. The photographer waved us up to the podium. Miranda was a perfectionist, so she critiqued every pose I did. I finally settled on just standing beside her with our arms interlocked, both of us smiling toward the camera.

Flash!

I gasped as I felt warm lips press to my cheek. I was in awe after the photo, pressing my hand to my cheek. Miranda didn’t react, skipping over to the camera to see how what the picture looked like. I was frozen in shock, and probably bet red.

I was shaken out of it as Miranda waved me over. Towering behind her, I saw that the picture looked nice. Miranda had stood on her tippy toes to press a kiss to my cheek, creating a cute, romantic picture.

I liked it.

“Perfect! Just perfect! I want thirty-seven copies plus frames please, one for each guest room,” Miranda demanded.

“Oh, uh, I’ll relay the message,” the photographer replied, knowing better than to argue with royalty on how silly her request was.

I was flattered, though. She loved me so much that this night meant the world to her. I hoped she knew that the notion was reciprocated. I felt… bad for drawing my attention away from her when she clearly does her best in Miranda-fashion.

“Hey, let’s head inside, yeah?” I requested, placing my hand on her shoulder.

Miranda squealed. “Yes! Do you think it would be more romantic to dance before or after corpses litter the dance floor?”

I sighed exasperatedly. “Babes, let’s just see first. No need to overthink, darling.”

Miranda pursed her lips coyly and let me lead her into the gymnasium. I was shocked by the transformation; lights were dangling from the ceiling, there was a rotating disco ball, and the walls were lined with beverage and food tables. Monsters were jiving to the bops, playing from booming stereos. And at the end, was the stage and a throne.

Miranda stomped her foot from beside me. “There’s too many people! I want them gone, gone, gone!” She huffed and her eyes began glazing over the room. A dangerous glint became obvious as she paused. “There. That group of girls… They’re the contenders. How insulting that they thought they could beat me!”

I chuckled. “How ‘bout death by explosions? Everybody loves a good show.”

Miranda scowled. “No, no, no! We still need to be classy… simply beheading them will do. But since you prefer ‘flashy’, I’ll do it myself. Nothing like some organs and blood to really make me glow!”

I didn’t even get a chance to comment as Miranda withdrew a sword from the space-time continuum and shoved her way through the crowd. Monsters began muttering and making way. I trailed behind her loyally, eager to see the show. All the contenders turned and stared at her.

One of them opened their mouths to speak, but just like that -

Slice!

Her head was gone, flying across the room, causing blood to rain. People started screaming and running out of the room, but Miranda didn’t stop there. She went for the next student, beheading her. I had to push the headless corpse off me when it went flying my way.

My suit was completely drenched as Miranda continued her reign of terror. And Miranda had bone fragments stuck in her hair. I couldn’t help but derive a sadistic pleasure from the scene. Puddles were pooling at my feet, and I jumped a bit, causing a splash.

Miranda froze, realizing that the gymnasium was almost empty and we were accompanied only by the corpses of her competitors. She slowly turned to me, and I adored her expression. Completely innocent and pure, as though she hadn’t just slaughtered several classmates. She sauntered over to me.

I stared down at her, a small smile stretching across my face. “Two birds, one stone. We have the whole place to ourselves and you’re the one and only prom queen.”

Miranda beamed. God, this girl was crazy and I loved it. “Y/n… thank you for always being here for me,” she meekly stated.

I pet her hair. “You don’t need to.You’re always gonna be my best friend.” We maintained eye contact for a long time. I couldn’t tell if our faces were inching toward each other, but I broke out of the trance. “You should fetch your crown now.”

Miranda nodded gleefully. “Oh, yes!”

She grabbed my arm and took me with her as we went toward the stage. She abandoned me there and marched toward the back. I heard several crashes and glass shatters, and then silence. And then, she emerged.

A quaint tiara was on her head, and in her hand she held a crown. She he’d a quietly confident smile, her kawaii eyes sparkling. She sauntered right over to the thrown as though it was made just for her. I was surprised at how relaxed her posture was. She slouched. In the seat and threw her legs to the side, kicking them in euphoria. Her gaze was permanently glued to my form.

“Y/n,” she called,” come take your crown! You are my date, after all.”

I approached her and gratefully took the accessory from her manicured hand. Our fingers ghosted over each other. I carefully placed the crown on my head.

It was a bit too large, and it was lopsided, but Miranda didn’t seem to mind. She only giggled and returned to silence. She watched the room, insanity pooling in her orbs. The silence lasted forever, but it wasn’t tense or awkward.

“I love this,” Miranda finally proclaimed. “Just you and me at prom. Sit.”

She stood up and patted at the throne. I obediently did so, allowing her to sit on me. She pulled herself against my chest, her body flush against mine. Her slender arms wrapped around my neck and played with my hair. Her legs occasionally kicked excitedly. She kept examining my face closely, her gaze finally resting on mine.

A blush sprung to her pink cheeks and she cast her fixed look away. My reaction mimicked her’s, but I didn’t look away. I waited for her to compose herself. Miranda was especially cute when she was flusters, although I never had a second thought on why she became flustered… Did she swing this way?

“Y/n,” she breathed.

“Yeah, Miri?”

Her face scrunched up, and in a flurry, she announced,” I want you to marry me!”

I was stock frozen. Marriage? Marriage? Did I mishear her? “Wh - what? Are you serious, Miri? I love you too, but do you mean in a - a romantic —“

“Of course I’m romantically interested! I’m courting you silly!” she huffed, scrunching hr fists together.

“But marriage? Is this your way of confessing your love?” I continued, absolutely flabbergasted.

“Stupid! Of course it is! Don’t you want to marry me?” Her mood deflated, and she appeared to be rather nervous.

Marriage. Right out of high school. To my best friend. Who, apparently, wanted to be more than friends.

Fuck it. Life’s for the living, right?

“Hell yeah. Fuck it. Let’s get married, Miri. I’m down.”

She broke out in a squeal, hugging me close. I laughed, and decided to stand up, taking her with me. I was carrying her bridal style and swayed a bit to commemorate the event. She buried her face in the crook of my neck, and I felt her peppering kisses.

Celebrate now, be realistic later. That’s how we rolled. Just me and Miranda.

She hopped out of my hold and stared up at me. She clapped both of my hands in a caring but strangling hold, not that I minded. She had her adorable smile as always, and her eyes glittered in contrast the dazzling disco ball.

“We must get married right away! Oh, but it must be grand, and we should invite all of the royal families,” she gushed.

I chuckled. “Sure, Miri, whatever you want.”

She pressed a quick kiss to my lips, causing me to flush drastically. Man, it’s crazy how much things could change in the matter of mere hours.

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ATEEZ San- Explore (oneshot)

Genre: Fluff, smut, high school au.

Pairing: badboy!San x reader (fem)

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: profanities, masturbating for the first time, handjob, clit play, fingering.

You took a bite of your sandwich, listening to your bestfriend talk to you and your friends about her first time with her boyfriend.

"I swear, nothing feels better than that," your bestfriend stated, taking a sip of her mango juice. "I can do it over and over again."

Miri laughed. "I told you you'd enjoy it! Now it's Y/N's turn!"

You nearly choked on your sandwich. "W-What?!"

"Y/N, I'm pretty sure you imagine Choi San fucking you until you see—"

"Shh!" you put your palm over her mouth. "We're in public! His crazy fans might hear you!"

A few months ago, you developed a crush on one of your school's badboys, Choi San, after he suddenly became interested in you after being partnered for an assignment. Initially, you thought he just wanted to get into your pants, but after five months of knowing him, you knew he genuinely cared about you. You couldn't deny that you liked the boy and of course you've thought about dating him, but you didn't know how he truly felt about you.

"I've seen the way you look at San," your bestfriend said with a smirk. "Not the lovey-dovey look, although I've seen that too, but I'm talking about the I-want-you-to-dick-me-down look." Your cheeks instantly turned a bright pink; were you really that obvious? Well, it's not your fault San looks irresistible. The man's a whole Greek God in your eyes.

"You should make a move on him, Y/N," Yeonhee said.

"Yeah, get some dick," Miri agreed.

"Guys, you're supposed to encourage me to study, not to have sex!" you said, finishing the remaining of your sandwich. "Besides, how will I let someone else do things to me when I've never done anything to myself?" Sure, you've made out before with your ex, but there was very minimal touching over the clothes and some tongue. You never went further than that.

"Then start with yourself, genius. Explore your body and get familiar with it," your bestfriend stated nonchalantly. "I have the perfect advice for you. Trust me, you'll love the experience once you start exploring yourself and it'll be even better when someone else does it for you."

-

"Hey, mom? Do we have coconut oil?" you asked, entering her bedroom. "My lips are really chapped," you lied, knowing your mother would definitely fall for it.

"Yeah, it's in the kitchen in the third cabinet," she answered. "It's good that you're finally using something natural and not those chemical filled products." Oh, if only she knew. "Coconut oil is very safe and has a lot of benefits."

"Mhmm, yeah."

You wished your mother goodnight before you made your way to the kitchen, filling a tiny container with the oil. You couldn't buy sexual lube at the moment and you didn't want to wait, so this was your only option.

You went to your room, placing the tiny container on your bedside table while waiting for your parents to fall asleep. Once you were sure they were asleep, you locked your bedroom door.

You took off your clothes and lied down on your back, remembering all the advice your friends gave you.

You coated your fingers with the coconut oil before pressing it to your clit. You gently rubbed your nub in an up-and-down motion, closing your eyes while you thought of San hovering over you, imagining that your fingers were his. Your free hand moved to cup one of your breasts, giving it a gently squeeze. You could feel the heat at your hole, dripping with your essence while you increased the pace, rubbing your clit faster, imagining San slamming his cock in and out of you.

"San!" you moaned loudly, fingers moving faster on your clit; you were glad your parents' room was downstairs and on the other side of the house. Your back arched and your jaw dropped when you felt your clit become sensitive; it felt so so good. You kept rubbing at your nub until your legs shook and your clit was overstimulated. Was that it? Did you cum? You didn't even know. You assumed you didn't based on what your friends described an orgasm as.

You tried to rub yourself again, but your clit was too sensitive to handle it. You slowly sat up, putting your panties back on, feeling a little disappointed that you didn't orgasm. Oh well, you can always try again next time.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made you jump and you cover yourself with your blanket.

"San?!"

San was inside your room, leaning against your open balcony door, staring at you with a smirk on his face. He was dressed in ripped jeans and a white t-shirt, and yet, he looked absolutely divine.

San has come into your room a bunch of times, but you certainly weren't expecting him today. He always calls you before coming over, so you wondered why he didn't do that this time.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your... session," he said, although he didn't seem sorry at all. "I would've stayed outside, but it's really cold, and as you can see, I'm not wearing warm clothes."

You didn't really know what to say. "Uh, when did you get here?" 

"A minute or two before you moaned my name," he muttered with a smirk, making you pull the blanket up to cover your flushed face. So he saw pretty much everything?

San chuckled, moving to sit beside you on your bed. "Don't feel shy or embarrassed, Y/N," he pulled the blanket down to your neck to reveal your face. "I always think of you whenever I need to get off." You involuntarily let out a small whimper, feeling your sensitive clit throb at his words.

You sat up straight, letting the blanket fall to your waist, revealing your bare upper body. You noticed San gulp while his eyes took in the sight of your breasts. You wrapped your arms around his neck while you leaned in, gently kissing his jawline. San smiled, his hands moving to your bare waist, making you gasp at the feeling of his cold hands on your heated body.

Unable to control yourself, you crashed your lips onto his, and he responded immediately. You had imagined how it would feel to kiss San several times before, but this was a whole lot better.

Without breaking the kiss, you pushed him onto his back, straddling his lap. San smirked at your actions and you leaned down, reconnecting your lips. You involuntarily grinded onto his growing bulge, causing him to groan in pleasure. You could feel your panties sticking to your wet folds while you moved on him. Without breaking the heated kiss, San sat up, pulling you along with him, so that his back was resting against the headboard of your bed and you were still straddling him. He broke the kiss to trail open mouth kisses along your neck, making you tilt your head to give him more access.

"Can I touch you?" he mumbled against your skin, giving it a little nibble.

"Yes, please..."

San's hands moved up your body to your breasts. He gently massaged your breasts before taking one of your nipples in his mouth. He flicked it with his tongue, giving it a little swirl before repeating the same action for the other one.

"You don't know how many times I've wanted to do this to you," he said, lips meeting yours in a quick kiss before he changed positions, hovering above you. "Every time I came to your room, I had to control myself so much from wanting to kiss you... to touch you..." his hand moved down to your thighs, giving it a squeeze before he teased your inner thighs. He slowly moved his hand to cup your clothed heat, making you whimper.

"Fuck, please touch me," you begged.

San slowly took your panties off, mouth watering at the sight of your glistening core. His fingers moved to your clit, gently stroking your sensitive nub. You grabbed his hand once your clit became too oversensitive again, stopping him from touching you.

"I... it's very sensitive from what I was... doing before. It was my first time, so I don't think I can handle more," you mumbled, cheeks heating up. That's when San noticed the tiny container of coconut oil on your bedside table.

"Oh, you masturbated for the first time today?" he asked. You nodded, a little embarrassed.

"And you were thinking of me while you did it? Fuck, that's so hot," he murmured, leaning down to kiss you. "Since you're overstimulated, I won't touch you there. But I can finger you, if and only if that's okay with you."

You nodded. "It won't hurt, right?"

"From what I've heard, it most likely won't. I'll be as gentle as possible."

"Okay... then finger me, please."

San kissed your neck while his fingers explored the area around your entrance, avoiding your sensitive clit; he didn't want to just shove his fingers up immediately. "Just relax, baby," he murmured against your skin, and your tense body relaxed a bit. He ran his finger along your wet folds, collecting your juices. He took his time, teasing you around that area, trying to get you wetter.

When you felt wetter, he moved his body to rest in between your legs. He slowly slipped a finger into your hole. "Does it hurt?" he asked. You shook your head and he continued pushing his finger all the way in. You winced at the slight sting you felt when he pulled his finger back a little. "Are you okay? Does it hurt, baby?"

"It stings a little, but it's tolerable," you said, your hands moving to his messy black hair.

San slowly started pumping his finger in you, trying to be as gentle as possible; the stingy feeling was starting to fade away and you let him know that. He tapped around your walls, searching for your g-spot. You sucked in a breath when he found your spot, clutching a fistful of his hair. "Found it," he smirked, continuing to finger you, making sure to hit that very spot.

"S-San..." you moaned, your walls clenching around his finger. He kissed and gently sucked on the skin of your inner thighs while he fingered you. You could feel something building up in your lower stomach, and you assumed you were close to orgasming. "San, I think I'm—"

"Let it go," he pumped his fingers faster, making your back arch. "Cum for me, baby." His words and a few more pumps was all it took for your orgasm to wash over you, making you loudly moan his name. He pulled his fingers out, sucking them clean, eyes closing at your taste. "So fucking sweet."

You pulled San into a kiss, tasting yourself, feeling really happy and relaxed. You felt his hard-on press against your inner thigh, and you instantly pulled away. "Let me help you now."

San pecked your lips. "It's fine, Y/N. This is all new to you so I don't want to make you uncomfortable or something."

"I'll be happy knowing that you're satisfied too," you said, running a hand through his hair. "But you'll have to show me how cause I've never done this before."

He chuckled cutely, kissing you softly before he sat against the headboard. "Grab the oil, baby. Pour some onto your palm," he said, pulling his t-shirt over his head, revealing his toned abs. You did as he said while watching him unzip his jeans, taking it off along with his briefs, causing his hard cock to slap against his lower stomach, the tip leaking with precum. Your eyes roamed all over his naked body; you always thought San looked extremely handsome, but now he looked even better.

"Touch me, Y/N," he said with a smile, grabbing your attention. "You just have to touch me like this," he showed you how to do it and gave you a few tips.

"Okay..."

You gently wrapped your oily hand around his length, earning a slight hiss from him. You moved your hand up and down his length just like he showed you, lubricating it with the oil. You twisted your hand slightly, moving closer to his tip. "Fuck," he muttered when you swiped your finger along his slit; you mentally noted that he liked it. Your hand moved back down and you added a little pressure, slowly jerking him off. "You're doing so well, baby," he moaned, staring at you with hooded eyes, lower lip caught in between his teeth. You increased the pace, making him buck his hips up. "Keep going, doll... I'm so close." You moved your hands faster, earning a loud groan from San while he orgasmed, his cum shooting onto his stomach and some spilling onto your hand. You stroke him for a few more seconds before removing your hand.

San pulled you into a quick kiss. "That was amazing, Y/N. You did so well."

"T-Thanks..." you blushed. "I'm glad you liked it."

"I loved it," he pecked your lips. "Let's clean up, hmm?" You nodded, and the two of you made your way to your bathroom.

San told you about his day while you both washed up. After you both got dressed, you cuddled on your bed, resting your head on his chest.

"Oh, by the way... I actually came here to tell you something," San said, intertwining your hand with his.

"Tell me what?" you questioned sleepily; you could hear his heartbeat speed up.

San took a deep breath, feeling quite nervous. "I... I like you, Y/N," he confessed. "I've liked you ever since we worked on that assignment together. My feelings just keep getting stronger, so I just had to let you know today."

You moved so that you could see his face that was filled with hope and anxiety because he wasn't sure if you felt the same way even after what you both did minutes ago.

You reached up to cup his cheek, hand moving down to run along his sharp jawline. You brought his face closer to yours, capturing his lips in a soft, slow kiss, instantly making his tense body relax. You pulled away slightly to say, "I like you too, Sannie."

San smiled wide, his dimples showing. He pulled you into a kiss even though he wasn't able to stop smiling.

He pulled away to look at you, his hand gently running through your hair. "Would you do me the honor of going on a date with me tomorrow?"

You nodded with a smile, pecking his cheek. "Gladly."